Brother, this showman

The obscene rain fell, and it didn't open for days until the end of the year.

The cold crisp that quietly descended at night hugged the branch intimately, almost breaking it, and the branch gently shook off a little pure white from time to time, and gently introduced it to the roots of the tree.

Outside the city of Tianquan, the common people put their hands in their sleeves, chewing hot sweet potatoes in their mouths, waiting in line one after another to enter the city, but their necks stretched out like geese, all facing the stone wall above the city gate A pale pink border appeared at the corner, and from time to time there was a barrier of curling white mist, and there were constant sighs.

"Mr. Su really looks like Zhilan Yushu as always, handsome and unrestrained."

"That's right, he is indeed the second most handsome young master in the cultivation world. Look at his actions, he is full of immortality."

"Look, what is Mr. Su eating? It's red, is it an apple? Even an apple looks so good!"

"How is it possible? Mr. Su was exiled to the immortals and came to the dust. He will not drink unless he is a Liquan, and he will not eat unless he is practicing."

"Hey, Young Master Su is so pretty."

"I heard that Mr. Su will come to our Tianquan to celebrate the New Year!"

"Really? Really? Then I have to go home quickly and ask my mother-in-law to clean up the pork and so on at home, so that I can send it to Mr. Su."

……

However, Su He, who was full of praise from the common people and threatened to be relegated to the world, was sitting pitifully on a tree stump by the side of the road with his knees hugged.

The red sandalwood clothes had a hole on the left and an opening on the right, and the gold-rimmed cuffs were wrapped in a layer of snow-soaked mud.The temple hair sticks to the cheeks, and a lock of hair is raised up in disobedience.

The handsome face was tinged with a bit of melancholy, like a dark cloud covering the bright moon, making people straight say it's a pity.The vermilion full lips suddenly lost three points of color.

"Su Xiaoniao!"

Ye Wenqing gathered the velvet scarf on his shoulders, and impatiently grabbed a handful of snow on the ground, crumpled it up and threw it on Su He's lap.

"I can tell you, even if you cry like pear blossoms and rain, I won't be interested in you, so you should die."

Su He: "..."

I don't mean that.

Ye Wenqing stretched his waist, hoping that Shuqin would take them all the way south and stop at Tianquan City.

Now the news of the disappearance of the Soul Locking Pillar is spreading like wildfire, and all sects are active and running around, hoping to show their glory and become famous in this catastrophe.

Therefore, the sect that majored in all kinds of cumbersome and complicated news has also gone from being spurned and chased by everyone for many years, to the current threshold that does not know how much it has changed.

Although Yan Xunzong was despised by everyone, his strength should not be underestimated.As big as which sect is at odds with which sect, the reason for the discord can be traced back to the establishment of a sect.As small as which disciple of which sect has nocturnal emissions, which hand he likes to use on weekdays, he can do it one by one for as long as it takes at a time.

The Soul Locking Pillar is a big deal, but everyone's understanding of it is ambiguous. For a while, they had no choice but to find the Xunxun Sect.

Transcript Xunzong happened to be in Tianquan City, Ye Wenqing thought that since they were all here, he would go to visit one or two, maybe he could find out about the sinking wood.

Who knows that on the way, I ran into a trash who usually only eats and tells jokes to make girls happy, pulling you for a long time, unable to hold back a word.

Su He is the only son of the patriarch of Perak Beer, a typical dude who spends his days with clothes to eat and mouth to eat.All day long, he would hold that brick-like scorpion and eat at it. Whenever he ate something, nuns from various sects would scramble to buy it like crazy, and the goods were always snapped up. null.

Thunderbolt majored in various mechas, and was sought after by people at first, but gradually no one cared about it.

Because the mechs they make are in danger of exploding from time to time, and everyone doesn't want to be able to fly freely without knowing it.

Therefore, Perak Beer loses a lot of money throughout the year. Su Zongzhu has no choice but to support his son's career, um... the main reason is to make money, enough to repair the wall.

Through Ai Yu, the female cultivators who watched Su He eat were worth a lot of money, such as crystals, soul stones, and spirit weapons, all of which were thrown madly without blinking an eye.

"Ye Wenqing." Su He opened his mouth in embarrassment, "My things were robbed."

"Then why didn't they snatch you together?" Ye Wenqing was very surprised. "At least he's a human being, and he can sell it for money."

Su He: "...that man thought I was too heavy, so he threw me halfway through the load."

As soon as the words were finished, the two people standing behind couldn't help laughing out loud, but fortunately they both showed Su He face and lowered their heads silently.

Ye Wenqing laughed straight away, and said when he had had enough, "If I were a pig, I would carry it back no matter how tired I am."

Su He's ears turned red, and he looked at Ye Wenqing miserably: "Can you help me, after all, we are brothers who grew up together."

"Why didn't you say we were brothers when you stuffed the cheat sheet I made before the exam into Mr. Wen's study windowsill?" He has dark circles under his eyes, but he was sent to Wenyu by this kid, just to ask Mr. Wen to forgive him for copying his discipleship.

Later, Mr. Wen chased and beat him all over the courtyard with a ruler.

"But didn't I get punished with you?" Su He whispered, "I broke my hand."

"You haven't finished copying the discipleship instructions, you're just pretending to fold your hands." Ye Wenqing said with a smile on his face.

Su He is also thick-skinned, and he smiled: "Look at you, you have such a bad memory, you can still remember these, which shows that you care about my brother, and now that brother is in trouble, you will not refuse to save him Yes or no?"

Ye Wenqing simply closed his eyes: "I can't see."

"Also, because Mr. Zhewen pretended to think it was me who made the move, I took ten extra strokes with the ruler."

Su He: "..."

Let's go on and say that the old and new hatreds will be forgotten together.

"Junior Brother, let's go." Ye Wenqing turned around, turned his head to look at Feng Lianchen who was standing under the tree, his shoulders were covered with a thin layer of snow, and he couldn't help brushing it off with his hand.

After the night when the inn in Qingshui Town sent flowers, it was Ye Wenqing who took the initiative to talk to him. Feng Lianchen was flattered for a moment, and his eyes shone brightly, just like the light reflected by the moonlight on the pool, gentle and moving.

"Thank you, brother." Feng Lianchen's mouth curled up.

Ye Wenqing's hands froze, and he retracted them embarrassingly, turned his head slightly, and took a step back: "Let's go, the New Year's Eve is here to drink the North, are you tired of living?"

"You are so brave, you dare to say that grandpa is tired of living! You don't go out to inquire about it, who dares to choke with grandpa?"

A high-pitched voice took over Ye Wenqing's words, and a man strode over with a shining big knife. He had a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and was wearing a patterned padded jacket. His nose was red from cold, and there were faintly two transparent liquid hanging on Below, a pair of short legs almost reached the waist.

The man stopped, shook his loose trousers, held his head high, pointed at Ye Wenqing with the blade, and finally stopped at Su He, who was sitting beside him, and raised his chin: "Do you want to follow grandpa obediently, or should grandpa drag you along?" with you?"

"Brother Wenqing, I don't think this robber is very smart." Song Jihua turned his head slightly, with a look of disgust in his eyes, and said in a low voice, "It's not as good as horse monkey wine."

"Birds of a feather flock together." Ye Wenqing touched his chin, looked at the man with great interest, and waved his fan coquettishly.

Song Jihua: "..."

What do you mean?

There was a snap behind him, followed by an exclamation.

Song Jihua turned his head to look, but saw Su He fell to the ground with his head down and his buttocks up, his upper body covered in white snow.

The corner of Song Jihua's mouth twitched slightly, it turned out that Ye Wenqing was talking about Su He.

Su He slapped Gongxue with his face, then got up embarrassingly with one hand supporting the tree stump, quickly moved to hide behind Ye Wenqing, and tightly grasped his sleeve: "Ye Wenqing, help me!"

"Anyway, you are also a cultivator, what about your skills?" Ye Wenqing sneered.

"My spiritual root is weak, and the golden core has not yet condensed. I can't do anything except eat, and I can't even run very far." Su Qing clearly recognized her own shortcomings, but said it without any shame.

Song Jihua: "..."

Is this person not shy at all?

Feng Lianchen: "..."

It would be great if senior brother could do the same, and I can take care of him in a legitimate way.

Ye Wenqing pinched Su He's collar, pulled him out from behind her, and then raised her eyes to look at the man: "What do you want him to do? You might as well raise a pig."

"Why do you care so much?" The man stared at him impatiently, and squeezed the snot that was about to flow into his mouth. "Grandpa, I want him to have his uses. You ugly bastard, stop chattering."

"Ugly thing?" Ye Wenqing originally planned to play again, but the words that came out of the man's mouth directly disturbed his interest.

"It's a pity for you to be so blind." Ye Wenqing threw out the folding fan, "A good blind person insists on running around."

The folding fan flew horizontally in the air in a spiral shape, carrying a few petals of snowflakes, which were invited by the cold wind and turned into ice blades and directly hit the man.

The man was standing upright at first, but when he saw Ye Wenqing make a move, he ran away directly, leaving behind a rag to hold something before leaving.

"He who knows the current affairs is a hero, grandpa, I will come back next year! Oops!" The man was hit by a folding fan on the back before he could run far, and he fell to the ground in front of him, then got up again, and ran away in a hurry.

Su He strode forward to pick up the thing dropped by the man, held it in his arms carefully and checked it carefully, then smiled, and cheerfully picked up the dish that looked like a red gold border, There is a faint mist in the plate, looming and appearing more mysterious.

Ye Wenqing met him once, and that was his baby Aiyu.

Su He quickly straightened his messy hair, then tapped lightly on the mist with his fingertips, and said softly: "My sisters have been waiting for a long time, and there was an accident on the way, um...it's nothing The major matter has been resolved, today is New Year’s Eve, yes, I’m celebrating the New Year in Tianquan, Ma Zongzhu’s place.”

"Don't worry, everyone. The New Year's Eve dinner hasn't started yet. I haven't entered the city yet, so I don't need to pick it up. The carriage covered with red silk is too exaggerated. Thank you sisters for your kindness."

Su He spoke with high spirits, and the other three were speechless, and left without saying hello.

A snow-covered tree branch ten steps away from the road suddenly moved, and the white snow fell weightlessly, covering up the series of shallow traces.