Brother, this showman

Ye Wenqing finally walked out of the illusion following the cluster of will-o'-the-wisps.

The sun was hanging high outside, and the golden sunlight covered the ground like a nouveau riche.

Ye Wenqing was still a little dizzy, his eyes were not used to the strong light, and he squinted slightly to look around.

This is a remote alley, and there are several buckets of swill next to it, exuding a sour smell under the sun.

"Wow, Immortal Master Ye, we have seen the sun again!" The excited birdsong sounded.

Ye Wenqing glanced at the spineless Chiyu Huofeng: "I thought you were a spirit beast no matter how bad you were, but after thinking about it, I should raise you as a parrot in the future. You are too shameful."

"Men and women don't know each other." Akabane Huofeng quibbled, "I'm afraid that I'll tarnish that female ghost's reputation! Besides, she's looking for you, not me. I vomited, It’s empty! I need to recuperate! I won’t tell you, my head hurts.”

After speaking, he disappeared.

Ye Wenqing frowned in disgust, and strode forward, just in time to see a golden butterfly flying towards him, and the figure of Feng Lianchen came into view immediately.

Ye Wenqing reached out to catch the golden butterfly, and with a light pinch, the golden butterfly turned into a ball of golden powder and disappeared.

"Brother!" Feng Lianchen shouted in a hoarse voice, with disheveled hair, slightly tilted jade crown, red eyes, and the anxious look between his brows.

"Whether in the previous life or in this life, this kid has no leucorrhea." Ye Wen said with a clear heart.

The corners of Ye Wenqing's mouth were slowly raised, and the sunlight coated his body with a layer of golden light. His whole body was like a ray of fragrance sent by the spring breeze in March, which made people want more.

Feng Lianchen strode forward and hugged Ye Wenqing, wishing to embed him in his bone marrow and tie him to his side, so he couldn't go anywhere.

"The coffin was put into a formation." Feng Lianchen put his nose on Ye Wenqing's neck, sniffing greedily the unique scent of bamboo on his body, and then let go of his hanging heart, "I found out that it was too late , you have disappeared, we are trapped in a barrier, and it is difficult to get out."

"Senior brother, you scared me to death." Feng Lianchen said with lingering fear, "I have released King Die countless times, but I have never seen your whereabouts."

"It's okay." Ye Wenqing raised his hand and patted him on the back reassuringly, "I'll treat it as an adventure this time."

But Feng Lianchen still refused to let go, wishing that his whole body would stick to Ye Wenqing.

"Senior brother." Feng Lianchen hugged Ye Wenqing's neck tightly, muttering in a low voice, "I have something treacherous and immoral, and I want to tell my senior brother."

Ye Wenqing's hands froze, and he subconsciously thought of the scene he saw in the hallucination. Could it be that the current Feng Lianchen likes him?

This is too absurd, isn't it?

If Mr. Wen found out, wouldn't he have to break his legs and charge him with a crime of filth and disorder?

This is not allowed!Although he has always been absurd and used to not caring about anything, Feng Lianchen is still young.

Feng Lianchen felt Ye Wenqing's stiffness, and regretted his impulsiveness just now, fearing that Ye Wenqing would find out the clues, and was quite annoyed for a while.The words that were originally on the lips were swallowed back bit by bit.

"I want senior brother to carry me." Feng Lianchen took a deep breath and said in a low voice.

what? !

Ye Wenqing's eyes widened, and he turned his head to meet his dark and bright pupils, his eyes were clear, without any charming look.

"I've been looking for senior brother for a long time just now. I'm really tired and my leg hurts. I want senior brother to carry me back." Feng Lianchen repeated, his chin resting on Ye Wenqing's shoulder, his arms hanging down, with a hint of coquettishness, "Senior brother, May I?"

Ye Wenqing: "..."

What have I been thinking? !

Ye Wenqing was a little guilty about the messy things he thought just now, and felt relieved. Fortunately, the current Feng Lianchen didn't like him.In order to make up for it, he simply agreed: "Okay!"

Feng Lianchen looked at Ye Wenqing in astonishment, he was just making up an excuse, and didn't expect Ye Wenqing to agree to him.

"What's the matter?" Facing Feng Lianchen's eyes, Ye Wenqing raised his eyebrows.

A smile flashed across Feng Lianchen's eyes, and he asked again: "Then senior brother, can you take me back?"

"Don't push yourself too hard, kid." Ye Wenqing gave him a sharp look.

Feng Lianchen bent his eyes, turned around and jumped on Ye Wenqing's back: "Senior brother carry me once, and I will carry my brother back in the future."

"Come on." Ye Wenqing said, "I have hands and feet, what do you want me to do?"

"Then hug you." Feng Lianchen changed his words, "I will hug you wherever I want, senior brother. But I still need to earn more money."

"Don't you have a lot of money?" Ye Wenqing joked, "What? Now you are saving money for your wife?"

"Yes." The corners of Feng Lianchen's mouth could not be restrained, "After all, a bed made of white marble is quite expensive, plus bird's nest, goat's milk and peacock feathers."

"Hey, little bastard is so particular? I don't know which fairy will be your wife in the future." Ye Wenqing smiled, and felt that the words were strangely familiar for a while, and after a while, he turned around and glanced at him, "You are Are you deliberately entertaining me when you are free?"

"No." Feng Lianchen suppressed a smile and blinked innocently.

Ye Wenqing snorted coldly, ignored him, lifted him up, and walked slowly.

Feng Lianchen wrapped his hands tightly around Ye Wenqing's neck, and pressed his head against his head. The sun shone warmly on his body, and the hair on the temples of the two entangled with the breeze.

On the way to Guo's mansion, he met Song Jihua who was also in a mess.

"Hey, Song Shiwen, I won't see you for a while. Are you defecting to the Beggars' Gang?" Ye Wenqing teased.

"Brother Wenqing." Song Jihua said, "I wanted to say hello to you."

"But after thinking about it, I decided not to wrong myself." Song Jihua turned his head away, straightened his hair crown, and then walked towards Guo's mansion.

"Does he know that his appearance is so ugly to me?" Ye Wenqing murmured, "It's not bad, he has self-knowledge."

Feng Lianchen lowered his head and suppressed a smile.

Walking through the front door was too eye-catching, so the three of them went around to the back door.

Guo Fugui had been waiting at the back door for a long time. When he saw the three people appearing, he immediately turned red and hurriedly welcomed them in. Then he lifted his robe and knelt down and kowtowed to thank: "It is not easy for the immortal masters to come back safe and sound. This old man has nothing to repay you for your great kindness and virtue, from now on you will be like a cow or a horse, and let the immortal master order you."

"You're too polite." Ye Wenqing wanted to help Guo Fugui up, but the Feng Lianchen on his back seemed to have fallen asleep, and there was no response after calling several times, so he had to carry it all the time.

Ye Wenqing touched Song Jihua who was standing aside.

Song Jihua understood, bent down to help Guo Fugui, and said in a harmonious voice: "Mayor Guo, you are too polite. It is the duty of us cultivators to eliminate demons and defend the way. It should be like this."

"What happened to this fairy master?" Guo Fugui looked at Feng Lianchen, who was lying on Ye Wenqing's back with his eyes closed, and asked worriedly, "But you were injured?"

"It's okay, you're acting like a baby with me, and you don't want to walk." Ye Wenqing said indifferently.

Song Jihua: "..."

Have you ignored the eyes of others now?

Guo Fugui: "...the immortal master has a good temper."

"Well, indeed." Ye Wenqing, who had no sense of shame, agreed with Guo Fugui's words.

"By the way, is there a play in Xingyun Liushui Garden tonight?" Ye Wenqing suddenly remembered what Xu Qingyue asked him to do.

Guo Fugui looked at Ye Wenqing in surprise: "How does the immortal master know?"

"Pinch your fingers and count." Ye Wenqing said with a serious face.

When Guo Fugui heard the words, the admiration in his eyes became stronger: "Every happy event, the Goddess Temple will donate money, and Mr. Xu will lead the whole town to listen to the opera in the Xingyun Liushui Garden. It is thanks to the Goddess for her blessing."

"So that's it." Ye Wenqing suddenly said, "Then let's go and have a look at it tonight."

"Jieshi old man asked someone to choose a good seat for the three immortal masters." Guo Fugui flattered.

"Then please trouble Mayor Guo," Ye Wenqing said.

In the evening, the sun had not completely set, but the people in the town had eaten early, took the small stools and led the children, and rushed to the theater to take up seats.

In the inn, the shopkeeper, who usually loves to prepare dishes, also changed his normal routine, and he was lying on the counter with a bowl to cook rice early.

Xiaoer is even more powerful, holding the bowl in one hand and wiping the table with the other, eating and working properly.

The trio who chewed and swallowed slowly were stunned.

Before that, Ye Wenqing had roughly talked about the state of selflessness and his encounter with Xu Qingyue in the illusion.

Song Jihua took a mouthful of rice with a heavy heart, put down his chopsticks, and said, "Brother Wen Qing really intends to do what Xu Qingyue said?"

Ye Wenqing slowly swallowed a piece of meat in his mouth, and said leisurely: "How is it possible, they are all talking nonsense, it would be strange if we really believed her, but we still have to go and see, I don't believe it She, she may not believe me."

"Then aren't you going back on your word?" Song Jihua said again.

Ye Wenqing opened his mouth and was about to reply when another piece of green vegetable was stuffed in.

Ye Wenqing: "..."

You can't wait for me to finish talking before feeding!No, don't feed me!

Feng Lianchen had already fed Ye Wenqing more than half a bowl of rice with the thought of "Senior brother carried me all the way with hands sore, so it's understandable for me to feed my senior brother."

Song Jihua: "...Brother Wenqing, even if you have both cultivated together, you still have to pay attention to me, right?"

Song Jihua looked at the empty place around him, and was filled with emotion immediately: "In my lifetime, if I can meet a girl who shares my heart and tells Leng Zhinuan, it will be regarded as God's favor."

"Tsk, the ambition is really good, and I still want to live forever." Ye Wenqing just swallowed the food in his mouth, "Then practice hard and strive for it. What if you are moved to heaven?"

Song Jihua: "..."

This person can't speak well.

"Lianchen, your senior brother seems to have lost some weight when he came in, and his face is even smaller. Let's feed him some more food." Song Jihua said with a fake smile, "This man is too thin to look good."

Feng Lianchen would be very energetic about matters related to Ye Wenqing.

So when Song Jihua said that, Feng Lianchen looked at Ye Wenqing carefully, and it seemed that he had lost a lot of weight.

"It's true, senior brother can't be picky eaters anymore." Feng Lianchen's eyes showed a hint of distress, and then he picked up a piece of greasy braised pork and handed it to Ye Wenqing's mouth.

Ye Wenqing: "..."

"Brother." Feng Lianchen said softly.

Ye Wenqing gouged out Song Jihua's eyes, reluctantly biting off the biggest and fattest piece of meat.

"Come on, have some more tofu soup." Feng Lianchen took another spoonful of cabbage tofu soup to his mouth.

Song Jihua ate his meal without paying attention.

Ye Wenqing, on the other hand, was fed two full bowls of rice by Feng Lianchen thoughtfully, and his stomach was almost full. When he said that he couldn't eat and wanted to have an attack several times, but Feng Lianchen put on a look, "Do you dislike me, brother?" Am I in the way?" The expression on his face was forcibly held back.

It took almost half an hour to finish the meal, and it was finally over under the urging of the shopkeeper for the third time.

As soon as the bowl was put down, Xiao Er immediately rushed up and picked up all the bowls and chopsticks like a storm, making the sound of the porcelain bowls colliding.

If it were in normal times, it would be impossible to escape the shopkeeper's scolding, but today is different, the shopkeeper packed up early and leaned against the door waiting to go to the theater.

Ye Wenqing walked out of the inn rubbing his stomach, looking angry at Song Jihua and angry at Feng Lianchen.It can be imagined that the reason why Feng Lianchen fed himself so much was because Song Jihua ginseng was in it, so he hated Song Jihua even more.

Ye Wenqing angrily shook the folding fan in his hand.

Feng Lianchen walked behind and looked at Ye Wenqing's two strands of hair blown by the wind, with a seven-point smile on the corners of his eyes, three-point helpless.

"Lianchen, what are you going to do?" Song Jihua looked at Feng Lianchen and suddenly turned around and walked away.

"Brother is upset, go buy some snacks to please him." Feng Lianchen said with three points of helplessness and seven points of warmth.

Song Jihua couldn't help his forehead, so he shouldn't have asked.