Brother, this showman

A few more sticks of firewood were added in again, and the fire that was almost extinguished was ignited again, and the flames jumped up happily.

Ye Wenqing's back is really hurting right now, it's burning hot, it's like being smeared with pepper water, it's unbearable.

Ye Wenqing looked up at the top, and the gap that allowed light to shine in before was gone. Maybe it was blocked by stones, or maybe it was dark outside at this time, so the light couldn't be seen.

Ye Wenqing changed six or seven postures before sitting for a while, but he still couldn't help it. After thinking about it, he planned to change his sitting posture again.

Therefore, when Ye Wenqing was about to switch positions again, he felt his waist tightened, and a strong hand was embracing him, and the scene in front of him was turned upside down.

Feng Lianchen straightened his legs and asked Ye Wenqing to lie on his lap, without changing his face, he said, "It's more comfortable to lie on my stomach."

Ye Wenqing: "..."

Is it really comfortable to lie on your stomach?

Ye Wenqing struggled to get up, but suddenly his back hurt, and he could not help but hiss.

"Brother, I didn't mean to hurt you, I'm sorry." Feng Lianchen apologized, and quickly withdrew his hand covering his back.

"...it's okay." Ye Wenqing waved his hands, and simply found a comfortable position to lie on his stomach, um...don't say, it's really comfortable.

Feng Lianchen held a strand of Ye Wenqing's hair and stroked it very gently.

"You haven't answered me yet. Lu Yan told me that you were taken away by Master, but why did you come to Huamanting?" Ye Wenqing yawned and asked again what he hadn't finished talking before.

Feng Lianchen paused, lowered his eyes and said, "I made a mistake."

"Mistake?" Ye Wenqing looked up at him suspiciously, "What mistake did you make?"

Feng Lianchen remained silent.

"Don't say it's because of the mountain incident ten years ago." Ye Wenqing guessed.

"Could it be true?" Ye Wenqing was stunned, "But didn't I say that at the time, I can't blame you for that matter, that ugly snake rushed up by itself."

Feng Lianchen reached out to brush the hair sticking to his cheeks for him, smiled and shook his head: "No."

"Why is that?" Ye Wenqing was stunned.

"For cultivation." Feng Lianchen gave Ye Wenqing the most impeccable explanation.

Feng Lianchen's eyelashes trembled slightly, concealing the flash of sadness and restraint in his eyes.

Ye Wenqing frowned slightly, didn't say anything more, turned around and closed his eyes to rest on his stomach again.

It's really not easy to use stereotypes from children these days.

Seeing this, Feng Lianchen's mouth curled up into a wry smile, his fingers slowly closed, and he tightly grasped the lock of hair.

The two were relatively silent, so quiet that they could hear their shallow breathing echoing in their ears.

It's cool in the early autumn night, not to mention this cold cave.

Ye Wenqing curled up, and slowly leaned in, seeking the heat source.When he fell into a drowsy sleep, he only felt his body lighten, and there was a faint sigh in his ear, and a warm feeling enveloped his side.I wanted to investigate carefully, but I couldn't meet Duke Zhou's grand invitation.

When I opened my eyes again, there was still endless darkness, and the fire on the side was only dotted with sporadic carbon fires, just like the obvious ones on the sky at night.

Ye Wenqing stood up with his hands on the ground, picked up the outer shirt that was spread under him, and carefully touched the embroidery pattern on the top, it belonged to Feng Lianchen.

Ye Wenqing put the shirt on his wrists, moved his sore shoulders, kicked his numb legs, and turned his head to look for the figure of Feng Lianchen.

His eyes wandered around carefully, and finally landed on a black shadow on the shore.

"Junior Brother?" Ye Wenqing called out.

"Hmm." The black figure in front made a trembling voice.

Ye Wenqing's heart trembled, and he strode forward to help Feng Lianchen who was on the ground. His hand felt sticky and wet, and he put it on the tip of his nose to sniff, and the smell of blood came to his nostrils.

"Are you injured?" Ye Wenqing was very surprised, "Where is the injury?" As he spoke, he quickly groped on him.

Feng Lianchen grabbed Ye Wenqing's wrist, his originally slack eyes regained focus, and stared at him closely.

"Huh? What's the matter? Does it hurt?" Ye Wenqing looked at him in confusion.

"Senior brother." Feng Lianchen's voice was hoarse, and there was even a hint of crying, and there was an indescribable sadness in the depths, "Can you stay away from me?"

"What?" Ye Wenqing was taken aback, "What are you talking about?"

Although Ye Wenqing really wanted to stay away from Feng Lianchen, he wished for it to be as far away as possible.But the picture on Zhongxuan Mirror is vivid in my mind, and I can’t escape the fate of being stabbed even if I’m far away. It’s better to bring people with me, get along well at all times, and have a good relationship. Maybe that thing won’t happen in the future .

But now this person doesn't know what's going on, so let him stay away from him. What's the difference between letting him go?

Also, why does this kid look different all the time?Ye Wenqing couldn't help raising his eyebrows, could it be that he was so uncertain at the time?

Thinking of this, Ye Wenqing said again: "Is the water in your brain still dry? Or do you think my body smells bad? I don't even despise you, but you dare to despise me. It's the wrong way."

Feng Lianchen clutched his chest in pain, gasped for breath, stretched out his hand tremblingly, and pushed Ye Wenqing away with all his strength: "Stay away from me."

Ye Wenqing was caught off guard by his push and sat down on the ground. He immediately picked up a fan and slammed him on the head: "You bastard, you really despise me!"

"No." Feng Lianchen twitched the corner of his mouth, looked at him with complicated eyes, and hesitated to speak.

"Okay, okay." Ye Wenqing grabbed Feng Lianchen and helped him up, "I don't know what's wrong with you brat, anyway, fix it for me if you don't. Come on. Tell me where it hurts, and I'll show you."

"It's okay, I'm not injured." Feng Lianchen took a few breaths.

"Are you okay?" Ye Wenqing asked, "Then where did the blood on your body come from?"

"Your." Feng Lianchen said.

Ye Wenqing was stunned for a moment, then understood, and said with some embarrassment, "Thank you."

No wonder he slept more and more comfortably afterwards, it was Feng Lianchen who was holding him.

Feng Lianchen seemed to have recovered, the pain on his face was relieved, he stood up tremblingly, and looked at Ye Wenqing almost greedily through the darkness.

The flowers blooming on the cliff are indeed lovable, but if you are a little careless, you will never be able to recover.

Knowing that the abyss is on the side, but still can't help but stop to appreciate it, and even want to keep it for myself.

Feng Lianchen took a deep breath, looked away with difficulty, and took a step back.

"Junior Brother." Ye Wenqing thought for a while, but still chose to ask, "May I ask, do you have any hidden diseases?"

"En." Feng Lianchen's eyes flickered slightly.

"Then have you ever sought medical treatment from a doctor?" Ye Wenqing said, "Why don't I take you to see Mr. Wen? Apart from teaching, he likes to study medicine in his spare time. He deals with all kinds of difficult and miscellaneous diseases." .”

"No need." Feng Lianchen interrupted at the right time, "It will be fine slowly."

"Really?" Ye Wenqing was still worried.

Feng Lianchen nodded.

There was a bang, and there was a loud noise from the sky above the head, and the stones kept falling down, causing a burst of sand and stones.

Ye Wenqing pulled Feng Lianchen over to block him behind him, Qingshuang got out of her sheath, and looked vigilantly at the source of the sound.

As the stones kept falling, the gap above was getting bigger and bigger, and the long-lost sunlight came in through the gap.

Then a familiar face appeared in front of him.

Ye Wenqing breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought you would wait until I turned into ashes to come. I'm still thinking about whether to dig a sarcophagus for myself. The stone materials are all selected."

"Really? Then are you going to start digging? Would you like to call some juniors to come over and dig it for you?" Seeing that Ye Wenqing was thinking about rambling here, Lu Yan felt relieved and gave it away. He rolled his eyes.

"No need." Ye Wenqing waved his hand, "It's okay to chisel it in the future, it's best to inlaid it with gems."

Lu Yan: "..."

Think beautifully.

"By the way, where is the ghost snake?" Lu Yan asked.

"Dead." Ye Wenqing said, "It's so ugly, it just stains my eyes, that's all, let's go."

Ye Wenqing pulled Feng Lianchen forward, the wound on his back clearly came into view, Lu Yan's heart trembled: "Are you shot like a sieve?"

"What? Isn't it beautiful?" Ye Wenqing asked back.

Lu Yan let out a disdainful voice from his nose.

The sun was shining brightly outside, and Ye Wenqing, who had just crawled out of the cave, was still a little uncomfortable. He raised his hand to block the sun, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked back at the pale-faced Feng Lianchen, thinking about how to speak , but saw Feng Lianchen rolled his eyes and fell straight back.

Ye Wenqing hurriedly reached out to pick it up, but unexpectedly it involved the injury on his back, grinning his teeth in pain, and shouted at Lu Yan, who was stunned by the side: "You idiot, help me."

Lu Yan was helpless, stepped forward to take Feng Lianchen, and led him back to the house under the leadership of a group of disciples.

Huamanting was originally a hall that had been abandoned for many years. Although it looked dilapidated from the outside, it was still Yanrantai's place, no matter how bad it was.

But when Ye Wenqing stepped into Feng Lianchen's courtyard, his understanding of Huamanting was instantly refreshed.

It's nothing but broken or broken.

The wall on the left has already collapsed, and the yellow mud inside is dancing in the wind.On the right side is a row of bamboos, but the bamboos have bloomed and have already withered and turned yellow.

The ground in the yard was potholed, and the road was not stable.The only thing worth seeing is probably a tree next to the stone table. It is bare and I don't know what kind of tree it is. The tree is covered with red ribbons, just like the marriage tree in front of the Yuelao Temple.

The red silk ribbon fluttered with the wind, Ye Wenqing felt a headache when he saw it, and quickly looked away.

"Tsk, take a closer look, maybe Yuelao is sorry for you, and I will call you a fairy tomorrow." Lu Yan's narrow voice came from inside.

"You still dare to call Yue Lao in front of me?" Ye Wenqing gave him a sideways look.

Hearing this, Lu Yan couldn't help laughing when he recalled the past.

Five years ago, he followed Ye Wenqing to Xiao Guanzong's banquet, and when he had nothing to do, he went to the most famous Yuelao Temple there.

Met a Taoist, said it was marriage.He dragged Ye Wenqing to join in the fun, but when he saw Ye Wenqing, an old Taoist guarded at the door said: "You don't have to pay homage to Yue Lao, Yue Lao won't help you tie the knot, you have to rely on yourself, Otherwise, you can only grow old alone."

Ye Wenqing got angry immediately, and replied: "Who said I came to pay homage to Yuelao? He is also an old bachelor himself. What can he do? I will come to pay homage to him when he marries himself one day." .Oh, by the way, I wonder if you have a family? If not, tsk."

Ye Wenqing didn't say the following words, but he still couldn't say a complete sentence after making the old Taoist tremble with anger for a long time.

"By the way, how about Feng Lianchen?" Ye Wenqing asked.

"It's nothing serious, it's just that he's a little weak." Lu Yan coughed lightly, rubbing his sore cheeks from a smile, "I gave him some spiritual power, and he'll be fine in a few days."

"I always feel that he has something to hide from me." Ye Wenqing rubbed his chin, thinking of Feng Lianchen's hesitant to speak a few times.

"Okay." Lu Yan patted him on the shoulder, "If there's anything else, just ask him when he wakes up. But what are you going to do next?"

"What should I do?" Ye Wenqing blinked.

"Feng Lianchen." Lu Yan whispered, "Don't you want to influence him with love and be a loving brother? You have also seen the situation in Huamanting, so why don't you express it?"

As Lu Yan spoke, he put his hands behind him and pressed hard on his back.

"You fucking think you're living comfortably!" Ye Wenqing screamed in pain, and threw his fist at Lu Yan's face.

The two fought all the way and left the yard.

Feng Lianchen leaned against the window, and when the sound gradually faded away, he stretched out his hand and pushed open the dilapidated window, watching the figure who became a point.

A light sigh wrapped in a touch of disappointment was mixed in the wind.

The man in black who had been standing on the roof for a long time stretched out his slender fingers and tapped the tiles lightly, the corners of his mouth hidden behind the veil slightly raised, and a trace of mockery and anticipation flashed in his long and narrow phoenix eyes.