Brother, this showman

"How is this possible? How could it be Master? Ye Wenqing, did you just talk about it?" Lu Yan withdrew his hand embarrassingly, his eyes were wide open, with hazy tears shining in his eyes, and those unfinished emotions They were all carefully concealed.

"Master is not in good health, and he is still retreating at Yanrantai." Lu Yan lowered his head in disbelief, and muttered to himself, "When we came the day before yesterday, Master came out of the retreat on purpose and told us that the weather is capricious. , bring more thick clothes, don't be greedy for the cold, let us take good care of Mr. Wen."

"Impossible! It can't be Master's!" Lu Yan's chest heaved violently. He kicked away the stool at his feet, stared at Ye Wenqing with red eyes, and roared angrily and helplessly at him, "You It is because Master held a grudge against him when he sealed Feng Lianchen, so you framed him like this!"

"He said he would make the dumplings himself when we go back. This time, I would replace them with your favorite pork and corn stuffing. He said he hadn't seen you for a year, and he missed you, and wanted to make you happy. Are you so ungrateful? "

Ye Wenqing glanced at Lu Yan, who looked like an irritated leopard. Knowing that he was not feeling well, he silently raised his hand and poured himself a cup of overnight herbal tea. Burned into a miasma, devastated heart.

Even if he doesn't want to admit it anymore, he has to admit it.Various signs have shown that his master is Qi Yunchu, the ruler of Linyuan Kingdom, who is also Song Shiwen who has been by his side all the time.

The herbal tea that entered the throat was like a sharp knife, every inch it went in cut the wound an inch wider, making it difficult to swallow.

Lu Yan was already at the peak of his anger. Seeing that Ye Wenqing still wanted to drink tea, he snatched the cup from his hand and said angrily, "You still want to drink tea! Please explain clearly to me." , Is it because you hate Master!"

The wooden door was kicked open with a bang, only to see Feng Lianchen standing at the door with a bowl of hot porridge in his hand, without saying a word.But those two sharp blade-like eyes shot down on Lu Yan mercilessly.

There was a pause between the two of them, Ye Wenqing glanced at Feng Lianchen's expression of wanting to kill Lu Yan, immediately pushed him away, got up to meet him, and said with a look of surprise: "Yo? You are a dog, right? Can you find this too?"

Feng Lianchen kept a straight face and didn't speak, strode forward, grabbed something behind him, and a black mass rolled in.

Ye Wenqing looked back along the glowing rope in Feng Lianchen's hand.

yo!It was Hu Haha who was turned into a carrot by him.

Feng Lianchen brought Hu Haha in, and didn't forget to close the door again, put down the bowl in his hand with a snap, turned his head to look at Ye Wenqing, and said faintly: "I can't find my brother after I go out, I think I asked others, but no one was willing to tell. I thought my brother was angry with me, so I went to the kitchen and cooked a bowl of fish porridge myself, hoping to please my brother."

"The porridge is ready, but the senior brother still hasn't come back." Feng Lianchen's eyelashes drooped, leaving two shadows in his eye sockets, and he complained with his master about the infinite sadness and sorrow, "Does the senior brother not want me anymore? So you dumped me Come on, hide here with Senior Brother Lu, and set up an enchantment. Are you discussing how to get rid of me?"

"You fart!" The fire in Ye Wenqing's heart that had no place to vent rose a little more, his sword eyebrows crossed, and a slap fell on Feng Lianchen's head.From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of the steaming, fragrant fish porridge on the table, and the flames were immediately snuffed out. He said helplessly, "I'm just talking to him."

Feng Lianchen bowed his head and said nothing, his fingers hanging by his side curled up slightly, like a puppy afraid of being abandoned by its owner, hiding at the corner of the street and looking at himself in pity.

"What's the matter with you?" Ye Wenqing caught a sharp glimpse of the dried snow and blood on Feng Lianchen's fingers, and immediately grabbed it to look. In his memory, the slender and white fingers were like wood chopped by a blunt knife. A vertical one on the right.

"It's nothing." Feng Lianchen frowned slightly, trying to pull back the fingers held by Ye Wenqing, and said calmly, "I thought my brother was gone, so I didn't pay attention when I was scraping the fish scales."

"Slap!" Ye Wenqing thought for a while but couldn't hold it back, and slapped Feng Lianchen's head again, "Tell me about you, you are a big man, and you can't think about it at all times. I can do it even if you are here." Where are you going? Am I the kind of person who abandons my husband and son? I’ve already said that I’m just talking to Lu Yan. Could it be that I can’t talk to anyone but you?”

Feng Lianchen was beaten by Ye Wenqing's palm and moved forward a few steps, like a little daughter-in-law who has done something wrong, he lowered his head obediently, and murmured: "I was thinking too much, sorry."

"Hey, that's enough." Ye Wenqing waved his hand impatiently, led Feng Lianchen to the side of the wooden frame, picked up a cloth and dipped it in some water, and carefully wiped the spots on his palms Wiping the blood, he blamed, "Tell me how old you are, and you are still like a milk doll. You will cry when you don't see me. If you kill a fish, you will get your hands, won't you ask the cook to help you?" ?”

"That seems sincere."

"Sincerely, you little bastard did it on purpose. Why don't you just cut off your hand, it looks even worse."

"Hey, don't move, don't move, I just said it casually, don't try it." Ye Wenqing added it in time after speaking, he was really afraid that this brat would follow suit.

"Ye Wenqing." Lu Yan, who had calmed down, stood aside and said solemnly, "Unless I see him appear in front of me with my own eyes, I won't believe a word you say."

"It's up to you." Ye Wenqing didn't want to say too much, and continued to wipe Feng Lianchen's wound.

"Huhaha." Feng Lianchen said suddenly, pointing at Huhaha who shrank his head, "He has something to say."

Ye Wenqing paused, turned his head slightly to look at Hu Haha, whose head fell to the ground like a quail, and asked, "Have you figured it out?"

When Huhaha heard it, he immediately raised his head and chest, met Ye Wenqing's gaze, and nodded firmly: "Thought it out."

"That's fine, tell me." Ye Wenqing wiped off the blood on Feng Lianchen's palm, then led him to the table and sat down, and said with a hint of distress, "I can only give you the medicine later."

"Okay." Feng Lianchen responded obediently.

Huhaha cleared his throat, looked at Ye Wenqing eagerly, and was about to ask if he could sit down for a while, when he suddenly felt the wind on the back of his neck, and caught a glimpse of the familiar wicker out of the corner of his eye.The flowing spirit made him shudder, and he immediately swallowed back the words that came to his lips.

"Then I'll tell you everything I know." Huhaha knelt on the ground and said solemnly, "In fact, there will be three time-spaces in the year of Jimao, the year of Gengchen, and the Linyuan Kingdom a hundred years ago. .”

"Okay, I already know about the matter of Gao Wanxiao, you don't need to repeat it. You just need to tell why you appeared and your purpose." Ye Wenqing took a mouthful of porridge and put it in his mouth, typing vaguely. Stop Huhaha's words.

"Master Ye knows?" Huhaha looked at Ye Wenqing in surprise, and then flattered and praised, "As expected of Immortal Master Ye, young and promising."

"Actually, I was able to get away only a year ago." Upon receiving Feng Lianchen's increasingly sharp gaze, Huhaha immediately shut his mouth and continued the previous topic, "After I find a fairy body for His Highness' living soul He was arrested afterwards. He has been locked up for more than ten years, and his escape was discovered several times."

Hu Haha scratched his messy hair in distress, carefully glanced at Ye Wenqing's expression, and asked in a gentle tone as much as possible: "Since Mr. Ye knows about the dawn, he must also understand that he was secretly Did you use it?"

Ye Wenqing nodded slightly.

"Actually, I also helped Mr. Ye once." Hu Haha frowned in distress, "But in the end it still failed."

The spoon in Ye Wenqing's hand fell back into the bowl with a snap, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, he met Hu Haha's timid eyes, and said in a deep voice, "It was you who stabbed me at that time?"

Huhaha flinched, looked at Feng Lianchen's unsheathed Wuming, quickly stepped back, hugged his knees and squatted in the corner, and stammered, "Yes... yes. Qi Yunchu wants to see your brothers and sisters The two have turned against each other, just like he and Yu Xingye. After the Kunlun Yuying blooms, His Highness needs to return to the Soul Market and fuse with the original soul, so that he can be truly reborn."

"At that time, Mr. Ye and the reborn Highness will really be incompatible. I have been imprisoned by Qi Yunchu for more than ten years. I have hatred in my heart, so I want to ruin his plan. So...so Pretending to be His Highness, stabbed... stabbed you."

"Is it really just like that?" Ye Wenqing's voice was difficult to distinguish between emotions and anger, and his deep eyes stared straight at Hu Haha, weaving a net that bound him tightly, with nowhere to escape.

"If Qi Yunchu's goal is ultimately to revive the ghost king and break up with my junior brother. But isn't his goal the same as yours? Since the goal is the same, why do you want to stop him?"

"I..." Hu Haha's eyes were erratic, and his eyes were rolling.

Ye Wenqing sneered, swept Hu Haha to the ground with a sweep of his sleeves, and said coldly, "That's because your goals are different, you changed your mind, you don't want the ghost king to wake up."

"Where is your white chi? The white chi is the ghost king's sword, and you have irrigated it with such evil things. He must have cultivated into a sword spirit. The master of the sword spirit, after the ghost king of the alchemy is completely recovered, he is bound to be Returning to the King of Ghosts again. But you are not reconciled, you have been away from the world for hundreds of years, and you are dedicated to tempering the white chi. The initial thought may be firm, but after a long time, you don't think so."

"But you are also afraid that one day the ghost king will wake up, and what you have done will be in vain. After a few struggles, Qi Yunchu appeared. You found that everything he did was consistent with your original thoughts, and his attitude was better than yours. You became more determined. So you got scared and pretended to be a vassal to kill me. In this way, if I die, Qi Yunchu's expected brother-in-law will turn against each other and the ghost king will be reborn, and the plan will come to nothing. So That’s why there was the later Gua Wanxiao. Don’t you think so?”