Brother, this showman

Chiyu Huofeng carried all the disciples of Yanrantai back together. The seventeen and eighteen year olds gathered together and kept arguing like lit firecrackers, even with the cool wind whistling in their ears. Row up.

Ye Wenqing sat on one side carefully, no matter how the vassal minister moved, he did not change for a moment.

Feng Lianchen looked at Ye Wenqing's expression, moved his body to his side calmly, and with the help of his wide sleeves, retracted his outstretched hands several times.

When he plucked up the courage again to grab Ye Wenqing's hand, Ye Wenqing suddenly turned his head, which made him tremble in fright, and he fell to the side, almost falling.

"You don't have anything to say, kid?" Ye Wenqing grabbed Feng Lianchen's arm and pulled him back, gave him a sideways look, and sneered.

"I..." Feng Lianchen felt happy because Ye Wenqing was finally willing to take the initiative to talk to him, but seeing the ice in Ye Wenqing's eyes that had not completely faded, he hesitated for a while, pursed his lips, and said in a low voice , "Brother, I don't regret it."

"At the moment he appeared, all his memories came to my mind, including the decisions he made. Whether it is this me or another me, the decisions we make will be the same, and we will choose without hesitation. Respect each other. No matter if my brother calls me selfish or cold-blooded, I won't hold any resentment."

"You have said so much, how dare I speak against you." Ye Wenqing shook his head and sighed softly, the helplessness and regret in his words were given to Qingfeng and sent to all corners of the world.

"Then senior brother, can you pay more attention to me?" Feng Lianchen looked at Ye Wenqing eagerly, his words contained eagerness and caution, like a pet that begs for the owner's pity but refuses to ask too much, " If senior brother can’t let go, then say one word to me today, and two words tomorrow. By analogy, say one more sentence every day.”

"Do you think I'm a gunpowder barrel? Are you so stamina?" Ye Wenqing couldn't laugh or cry, let out a long breath, leaned forward slightly, and buried his face in Feng Lianchen's neck, "Junior brother, thank you. Whether it is Thank you, then and now.”

"No." Feng Lianchen's eyes filled with the joy of amnesty, he stretched out his hand and hugged Ye Wenqing tightly, his eyes were wet, and he choked slightly, "Brother will never need to say thank you to me. It is my willingness. It is a great gift for me that senior brother is by my side."

The clouds that occasionally float in the sky follow the distant scenery, but they invite the majestic mountains, the gurgling water, the green tiles, the flying pavilions, and the stacked pavilions.

That is Yan Rantai.

He is the leader of the immortal sect that everyone in the cultivation world looks forward to and is proud of.

But now things have changed.

After Ye Wenqing landed, Wen Yu happened to rush back from the outside, and the two groups of people met each other for a while.

Lu Yan strode forward, looked Ye Wenqing up and down, and after confirming that he was all right, he immediately pounced and said excitedly, "It's good to be back, it's good to be back."

Ye Wenqing couldn't help taking a step back when Lu Yan hit him, and just retreated into Feng Lianchen's arms. He couldn't help but raised his hand and patted Lu Yan's head, saying, "I don't know which one to throw into your arms, kid?" Opportunity, if you do this in front of my man, aren't you afraid that he will cut you off?"

"Don't be afraid!" Lu Yan replied very stubbornly, freeing one arm to hug Feng Lianchen along the way, showing a silly smile, "It will be fine if you two hug together."

Ye Wenqing was too lazy to spend time with this idiot, he pressed his head unceremoniously and pushed him away, brushed off his sleeves, and said to Wenyu: "I did not disgrace my mission, and brought back my juniors safe and sound. "

"Good job." Wen Yu stroked his beard and said relievedly.

Ye Wenqing caught a glimpse of the scroll in Wen Yu's hand with sharp eyes, and a trace of darkness flickered in his eyes, and when he looked up, Wen Yu nodded almost imperceptibly.

"Mr. Wen, have you set up the one-hundred-table banquet?" Ye Wenqing raised his tone on purpose, and said in a pompous manner, "Today we have so many heroes in Yanrantai triumphant, no matter what, we have to celebrate and have a good drink." right?"

The teenagers, who were full of joy and hadn't subsided for a long time, became active again and echoed loudly.

"Yes! Celebrate, celebrate!"

"Senior Brother Wenqing is right!"

"I want to celebrate." Wen Yu agreed, and before everyone was happy, he smiled and said, "After that, everyone will copy the discipleship ten times for me."

The air froze for a moment, and even Ye Wenqing was stunned.

Last year, on a whim, Mr. Wen reworked the discipleship training, which was 30 words long.If you copy this ten times, don't you need [-] words?

"Ye Wenqing takes the lead, and the fine for copying is doubled." Wen Yu continued to add.

"How about it? Do you want to celebrate? Do you want to have a drink?"

"Yes!" Ye Wenqing gritted his teeth and went all out. In order to make everyone happy, it doesn't matter if he sacrificed himself, "Twenty times, twenty times!" Anyway, there are officials who can help.

The silent atmosphere became active again.

"Okay! Let's copy together!"

"That's right! Brother Wenqing copied more than us anyway!"

……

Ye Wenqing couldn't help laughing as he looked at the group of schadenfreudes.

Normally, Yanran Taiwan was strictly controlled, not to mention drinking, even such a group of disciples could not get together for a meal, today was an exception.

Ye Wenqing took a sip of the wine and put down the glass. The Shuanglin Zui, which he had always liked the most, suddenly lost its taste, and the wine was filled with bitterness.

His eyes wandered around the hall, those young disciples staggered to and fro, started to cry while drinking, and laughed loudly after crying, just like a coquettish sow in the pen.

Among them, the most coquettish sow is the one named Lu.

Lu Yan simply hugged the wine jar, staggered to the center of the hall, bowed to the empty seat beside Wenyu, then sat down cross-legged, raised his head and poured the wine into his mouth.Just like the buffalo that had worked all day under the scorching sun saw the river, drinking non-stop.

"Father, where have you been? You don't even come to drink? Do you want me?" Lu Yan put down the wine jar, crying with snot and tears, "Father, Yanyan wants to eat dumplings." , Yanyan wants to set off fireworks, and also wants to buy wine for Dad."

"Grandpa must have scolded Dad. Dad was angry and hid on purpose. Grandpa, can you bring Yanyan to find Dad? Yanyan is only three years old, and he can't live without Dad. A child without a dad will be bullied Yan Yan can't win when he is bullied, Yan Yan can only cry." After Lu Yanyu yelled to himself, he turned his eyes to Wen Yu, who pouted dissatisfiedly, but looked at him with great hope. with him.

"Didn't I tell you to keep an eye on him?" Wen Yu's face darkened, and he glanced at the disciple sitting next to Lu Yan with displeasure, "Don't you know how he looks like he's gone crazy after drinking too much? You want to be His uncle or ancestor?"

The disciple sitting next to Lu Yan also drank too much wine, his brain was not very bright, his ears were not very good, and he was confused when he heard it.Wen Yu's mouth was opened and closed, and she nodded obediently: "Yes... yes... ancestor."

"..."

Come on, another one.

Lu Yan who didn't get Wen Yu's response was so wronged that he burst into tears, and the others also cried together.

Wen Yu was so angry that she simply turned her head away, looked at the group of drunkards in the hall, and felt quite regretful about letting go before, why did she suddenly soften her heart?

After thinking about it, Wen Yu pinned the crime on Ye Wenqing, glanced at Ye Wenqing, who was leaning against Feng Lianchen's arms and eating, his face darkened a little, and shouted at him: "You didn't Long bones don’t you? Sit up straight for me!”

"Ah?" Ye Wenqing came back to his senses, and was caught off guard by Shang Wenyu's eyes, which were faintly flickering. , "Disciple toast sir."

"..."

Wen Yu got angry for a while, really didn't know what to say, so she could only stare at Ye Wenqing.

Ye Wenqing didn't feel embarrassed, he drank the wine in the glass straight away, turned his head to look at Feng Lianchen, and winked at him slyly.

As soon as the master left, Mr. Wen felt uncomfortable, but he was a lot of age, and he couldn't vent it like a child, so he could only hold it in his heart and pretend to be strong.Ye Wenqing could only try to divert his attention to make him feel better.

Feng Lianchen laughed helplessly, took the wine glass from Ye Wenqing's hand, pouted at Lu Yan who was curled up in tears, and said in a low voice, "I don't want to be brother's father."

"I drink much better than this kid." Ye Wenqing sneered, and scratched Feng Lianchen's palm, "Besides, if you were my father, we wouldn't be able to be together."

Unknowingly, the hour of Hai had arrived, and the disciples in the hall left in twos and threes.

When Lu Yan was tired from crying, he sat on the threshold with his wine jar in his arms and stared blankly at the sky. No matter what he said, he refused to go back to rest, firmly believing that his father would set off fireworks for him.

Ye Wenqing didn't drink much, let alone Wen Yu, he was a teetotaler, so he just hugged the cutie and guarded the disciples.

"Have you enjoyed yourself?" Wen Yu scratched the cute and furry head, and looked up at Ye Wenqing.

"Where is Mr. Wen?" Ye Wenqing asked with a smile.

"The waning moon really makes people feel regretful." Wen Yu was silent for a moment, then sighed, "The full moon is far away."

Ye Wenqing turned his head and looked at Lu Yan who was leaning on the door frame and nodding his head like a chicken pecking rice, took a step forward, and asked in a low voice, "What kind of decree did Zhang Lvzhai issue?"

Wen Yu looked at Ye Wenqing in astonishment, with a little haze in his eyes.Like rice seedlings that were messed up after being washed by a storm, the lush greenery was drowned by mud.

"Remove the leader of the Yanrantai Immortal Sect. You are not allowed to participate in the selection of immortal lords for 30 years, and you are not allowed to recruit new disciples for three years. As for the lord." Wen Yu said with difficulty, but there was a bit of relief at the end of his eyes, as he spoke Passed the scroll hidden in the sleeve to Ye Wenqing, "Since I have been punished by heaven, I will not pursue it."

This means that in the next 30 years, the glory of Yanrantai will cease to exist.As for 30 years later, that's another story.

"As for you, the one who hurt the monk for no reason is the one whose tongue was cut off by you, and received twenty lashes. There is also Feng Lianchen, although what happened a year ago has been revealed, but he was driven away at Kaiyang Mountain. The dead body gave others a chance to cause other immortal friends to die innocently, and received fifty lashes. Now that he has left Yanrantai, he will definitely not be able to enter again in the future. The two of you will follow me to Zhanglu Zhai to receive the punishment. "

"This is the best result. I admit it. Let's hit it." Ye Wenqing glanced down at the content on the scroll, handed it back to Wen Yu, and smiled, "At least Yan Rantai is still there. .By the way, what about Sect Master Chen of Xiao Guanzong?"

Wen Yu paused for a moment, then sighed softly: "The golden core is destroyed, and you will never be able to leave Xiao Guanzong and have no contact with outsiders."

"It was he who proposed it on his own initiative, and he also destroyed the golden core himself."

Ye Wenqing felt the wind and frost of the cold winter whistling past, freezing the smile on his face instantly, leaving only a bone-chilling coldness.

Since he was a child, he knew that his master and Chen Zongzhu were on good terms, but he only knew that the two of them were on good terms.Now it seems that he still doesn't know.He didn't know anything about Chen Xian, who was obsessed with medical skills and looked like a frail scholar who always smiled when he met his master.

"There are fireworks! There are fireworks! Daddy is back! Grandpa, look! It is Daddy who is back! He didn't say no to Yanyan! Yanyan is a child with Daddy!"

Lu Yan, who had already fallen asleep, suddenly woke up again, stood up excitedly, pointed at the bright fireworks that exploded on the sky, and wanted to grab Wenyu and the others to enjoy together, but he stopped after taking a step. He kicked his feet, shook his head and said, "No, you can't miss a single one."

"Let's go, sir, my disciple will help you to watch the fireworks." Ye Wenqing calmed down, turned sideways obediently, and supported Wenyu's arm.

Wen Yu glanced at the empty space around Ye Wenqing, a faint smile appeared in his eyes, but he didn't show it on his face, and pretended to reprimand him, "Let that brat Feng Lianchen rest less, don't disturb everyone's rest."

"Okay, just finish coaxing Lu Yan." Ye Wenqing replied while helping Wenyu to go out.

The colorful fireworks made the dark sky even more beautiful, which was a bit more beautiful than the girl with heavy makeup.It made people blush, but they refused to look away.

Three years later

The scorching sun generously tans the peach trees all over the mountains and plains of Yaoguang Peak red, and the peach branches are bent down repeatedly under the weight of numerous fruits.

The breeze brought bursts of fruity fragrance.

A five or six-year-old boy was sitting on a rock under a tree, resting his cheeks on his hands and looking at Lu Yan who was dancing with a sword in front of him.

The movements of flowing clouds and flowing water, the posture of swallowing mountains and rivers, and the breeze around him all followed fiercely, making rustling sounds.

"Wow! Sovereign is great!" The boy clapped his hands in unison, his white palms turning red.

Lu Yan withdrew Liu Dan, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and smiled at the boy.The plain gown made her figure more upright, with a moon-white belt around her waist, and a string of jade pendants in the shape of peach branches tied on the belt.With the movement of his feet, the jade pendant made a crisp sound.

Three years have passed, Lu Yan's appearance has not changed, but the temperament around him is completely different from before.He is more mature and stable, with a warm smile on his face, so familiar that people often have an illusion.

Three years ago, Wen Yu was ready to let Ye Wenqing take over Yan Rantai, but this kid agreed on the surface, but left a letter behind his back and slipped away quietly at night.The line on the letter, "The husband sings and the husband follows", was so angry that Wenyu almost chased him with a sword.

In the end, the position of suzerain fell to Lu Yan.

"Little Douzi, please say it differently next time." Lu Yan gently pinched Xiaodouzi's nose, "You've been saying this for half a month."

"But the suzerain's sword has been dancing for more than half a month, and it hasn't changed." Xiaodouzi pouted slightly to refute, looking at Lu Yan with bright eyes.

Lu Yan choked, and laughed helplessly. He scratched his fluffy hair, pointed to the bamboo basket on the side, and said, "Go, pick it."

The conversation was suddenly interrupted by a burst of purple fireworks exploding from the southern sky.

Lu Yan's body froze, two cups of clear water suddenly surged in his eyes, shining brightly in the sun, but with a little desolation and bitterness, and the thin powder at the end of his eyes quietly aroused his slightly trembling nose.

"Let's pick five today." Lu Yan blinked his eyes, and after a long silence, he said, "Counting one from the master, you eat two."

"Okay! It's Uncle Wenqing and they are coming back?" Xiaodouzi's eyes burst into two beams of light, his mouth was wide open, and his saliva was about to flow out, "One master, two of us, and the rest Is it the uncle and the others?"

"You like your Uncle Wenqing so much?" Lu Yan was slightly surprised, "You obviously only met him once, and he made you cry."

Xiaodouzi swallowed, chuckled, and whispered in Lu Yan's ear, "But at that time, Uncle Lianchen gave me 20 taels of silver, saying he was apologizing for Uncle Wenqing."

When Lu Yan heard it, he couldn't laugh or cry, and suddenly understood the little calculation in this kid's heart, and said with a suppressed smile: "That's fine, you go pick it, and pick a few more."

"Great!"

Xiaodouzi was so happy that he wandered among the peach trees like a bee, humming a little song from time to time.

Until night fell, Xiaodouzi waited at the door for a long time but failed to see Senior Uncle Wen Qing, and looked at Lu Yan with aggrieved eyes: "Sect Master, didn't they say that Shenshi would come? It's Youshi, why haven't you come yet? "

"They were delayed by something in the town at the foot of the mountain today, and they said they won't be there until tomorrow." Lu Yan stroked Xiaodouzi's head reassuringly, and said softly, "Don't wait, you can go play with Mr. Wen's cutie. "

"Okay then." Xiaodouzi lowered his head in disappointment, and reluctantly looked outside the door hoping for a miracle to happen, but it didn't.

Ye Wenqing, who was delayed by the incident, walked out of Yuelao Temple with a complicated expression, and rushed to the street, like a god of plague.

But there is something more terrifying than the God of Plague.

He just took a casual look, and saw the Taoist priest who set up the stall. It was the old Taoist who he and Lu Yan met in Xiaoguanzong's Yuelao Temple before, who said he didn't need to worship Yuelao.

Still fresh in memory!

The old Taoist was surprised for a moment when he saw Ye Wenqing, looked at Yueyue Temple, frowned slightly, and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

Ye Wenqing strode over and spoke before the old Taoist, just as Feng Lianchen came out of Yuelao Temple.He pointed at Feng Lianchen triumphantly, and clicked his tongue: "Did you see? I am a man! You see, I am not single anymore, Yuelao is still a bachelor, so I said begging him is useless, right? Don't you Think about it, I just came to show off to him."

"Don't set up a stall at this gate, you won't make much money, otherwise you wouldn't come here from Xiao Guanzong."

The old way: "..."

Who is this person?

Without waiting for the old man to reply, Ye Wenqing turned around, grabbed Feng Lianchen and hurried away, muttering, "Sure enough, you can't enter the Yuelao Temple."

"But I heard that senior brother clearly made a wish with Yuelao." Feng Lianchen frowned slightly, allowing Ye Wenqing to pull him away.

"Then don't I learn from you? I'm afraid Yuelao only heard your voice and mistakenly thought you were begging him to lead you a red line. Some serious couple came to pay homage to Yuelao."

"What wish did the senior brother make?"

"You still made a wish? Didn't you just hang a red thread?"

"Promised three."

"Three? It's quite greedy! Let's hear it."

"First, I wish the world is peaceful and the people are peaceful; second, I wish my senior brother will be healthy and healthy; third, I wish my senior brother and I will fight each other and join hands every year. Well, it's time to change senior brother."

"...I didn't allow it."

"Brother lied to me."

"Then you guess, and I'll tell you if you guess right."

"Brother, do you think I'm annoying now? You don't want to perfunctory me anymore..."

"...It's useless to act like a baby, guess for yourself."

……

The river wind walks through the streets and alleys, bringing the spring in the world, playfully blowing the corners of the two people's clothes, lingering and inseparable, and they haven't seen each other for a long time.

Just like the love thread lingering between the two, it lasts for a long time, and it grows instead of needing it.

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