Brother, this showman

"Junior brother, do you think we were cheated by a little kid?"

"should be."

"In the final analysis, the master assigns less homework and less beatings from parents."

Ye Wenqing poked the mirror-like barrier in front of him with his fan.

"Hey!" Ye Wenqing withdrew his fan, sighed a long time, glanced at Feng Lianchen beside him, and said something, "Nowadays, children are so clever, they are not as lively and cute as they should be at this age, it's really disgusting happiness.

Feng Lianchen could smell the meaning in his words, and smiled softly: "Brother, as long as you like me, that's fine."

"Feng Lianchen, your face is really getting bigger and bigger." Ye Wenqing shook his fan and groaned.

A clear voice came from the top of the head: "Is there someone inside?"

Ye Wenqing was stunned for a moment, then immediately shut his mouth, Qingshuang unsheathed, and pointed the sword directly at the sky.

"I did hear the voice just now." The voice continued, with some doubts, "Sect Master, why don't we try to pry it open?"

Another old voice sounded: "No, this is someone else's tomb, and it will disturb the peace of the ancestors."

Ye Wenqing's breathing was slightly stagnant, and he turned his head stiffly to look around. Are they trapped in the tomb?

Feng Lianchen's face changed suddenly, he hugged Ye Wenqing and stepped back, hitting the barrier with his palm.

The barrier instantly turned into dust, and the surrounding scenery suddenly changed.

They were in a cramped space, with soft soil under their feet and a boulder on their heads, and they could have a close contact with it by straightening up a little.

Ye Wenqing pushed the stone with Qingshuang, and was thinking about breaking out of the ground when he was hugged by Feng Lianchen.

"Cuddling in a pile of graves, you are not afraid of irritating your good friend." Ye Wenqing patted his arm uncomfortably, "Quickly let go."

"Brother." Feng Lianchen's Adam's apple twitched slightly, and there was bitterness in his words, his eyes hidden in the darkness set off turbulent waves, "I can't hide it anymore."

"What?" Ye Wenqing frowned, a sense of uneasiness rose in his heart for no reason, and he asked puzzledly, "What can't be hidden?"

"them."

"them?"

"And I."

Ye Wenqing was overwhelmed with mist, and couldn't grasp the point of Feng Lianchen's words, so he could only keep asking: "What can't be hidden?"

Feng Lianchen took a deep breath, reluctantly let go of Ye Wenqing, sniffed his scent greedily, and said in a trembling voice, "This is Du Ruobao."

Ye Wenqing was stunned, opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word, Du Ruobao was the hometown of Feng Lianchen, the place he didn't want to mention in the depths of his heart.

"Senior brother also saw clearly that I killed someone." Feng Lianchen leaned back, closed his eyes weakly, and said with desolate despair, "I never thought that a murderer could kill someone." Live a lifetime with peace of mind. But I am not reconciled, I want to be by my brother's side, even for a day."

"After a long time, I almost forgot that I was a murderer. Because Du Ruobao is not under the jurisdiction of Tianji City, it is an independent small tribe, and rarely contacts with outsiders. So I am afraid, but at the same time I am glad that this matter still happened. Can hide for a while."

"Brother, I'm not innocent, but am I really guilty? It's not my intention to kill them."

"Go out and talk about it." Ye Wenqing raised his hand and rubbed his head, sighed softly, "One by one, let's talk slowly, okay?"

Feng Lianchen grabbed Ye Wenqing's hand and pressed it to his cheek, his eyes were moist and hot, and he murmured: "Brother, there is no time, there is no time."

"Say nonsense, there is no time." Ye Wenqing patted his forehead lightly with his fingers, pretending to be relaxed and teasing, "Okay, let's go out quickly and scare those people outside."

There was a loud noise, accompanied by the exploding earth, sand and rocks all over the sky, as well as the rickety tombstone. Two handsome and extraordinary people emerged from the grave in broad daylight.The young monks outside were so frightened that they cried and cried for their father and mother, and the two lines of hot tears were smashed to pieces by the wind.

"Everyone is friendly."

Ye Wenqing landed lightly on the ground, with a smile on his face, he waved to everyone very friendly, showing his white teeth, "It's too dark inside and not spacious enough, let's come out and have a look, it's better to go outside, it's bright enough! Yo, They are all white and tender! They are really juicy."

As soon as these words came out, there was another burst of mournful cries.

"Why are you making such a fuss! Have you all been eaten by dogs?" The dissatisfied voice was mixed with anger.

"Sovereign! It's a fraud!"

"You're the one who lied to the corpse! The old man is fine!"

As the words fell, a middle-aged man in a sandal-colored gown came into view. He held a sword in one hand and a pheasant in the other. There were two pink petals on his beard.

"Hey? Isn't this Baichuan Yang Sect Master?" Ye Wenqing took a closer look, strode closer and cupped his hands at Yang Leduo.

Yang Leduo was also very surprised to see Ye Wenqing. He threw away the pheasant in his hand, and then glanced at Feng Lianchen behind him, with excitement and gossip in his eyes: "Master Ye found him so quickly?"

"Yes." Ye Wenqing nodded with a smile, and said in a low voice, "It's a child after all, so it's easier to coax."

"I don't know why Sect Master Yang is here?"

Ye Wenqing's eyes fell on the deep and hideous scar on Yang Leduo's tiger's mouth. Dried blood and yellow mud coagulated on it, and his clothes were ripped apart.

Mentioning this matter, Yang Le was a little ashamed, his eyes lingered on the haggard faces of the disciples, hesitated for a moment, and finally sighed helplessly: "I was brought here by a man in black, and I walked around here for two days, why? I can't get out either."

"The man in black?" Ye Wenqing was slightly surprised, his eyes darkened, his heart skipped a beat, could it be Huhaha?

"Yes." Yang Ledu's cheeks were hot, and the wrinkles at the end of his eyes deepened, and he raised the wound in his hand, "The old man took his disciples to practice outside, but he met a man in black who slandered me for no reason. A disciple in the sect, a group of people chased him here."

"I've been going around here for two days, but I don't have a clue."

"By the way, how did Mr. Ye come here?" Yang Ledu remembered to ask, looked at the two of them suspiciously, and pointed to the exploded graveyard, "Could it be that he also got hit by the black clothes?" Ambush?"

"Almost the same." Ye Wenqing waved his hands, ambiguous and quite embarrassed.

He couldn't say that they were tricked in by a little kid, could he?That's so embarrassing, people have done it anyway, they didn't even have the chance to do it.

Immediately, Yang Leduo felt that he was also a fallen person in the world, and the depression in his heart disappeared, and he felt a sense of sympathy with Ye Wenqing.

Ye Wenqing walked around the fort, and the scene was the same as what he saw in Feng Lianchen's dream, except that a few tombs caught his attention.

It is now the year of Wuyin, and the year engraved on the other tombstones is the year of Jiazi. It was exactly 14 years ago. The fonts are also of different sizes and the strokes are jerky.

However, there are a few tombstones inscribed with the year of Gengchen, that is, two years later.

Generally, rich people prepare luxurious tombs for themselves early to show their status.But the scale of these tombs seems to be the tombs of ordinary people, how could ordinary people have such an idea.Even if the tomb is built in advance, who can be sure that he will die in two years?Isn't this cursing yourself?

Ye Wenqing stared at several graves for a long time, always felt that there was something weird and out of place.

"Brother."

A call from Feng Lianchen came from ahead.

Ye Wenqing came back to his senses, looked around, and saw Feng Lianchen standing under the eaves full of spider webs, pushing open the mottled door with a creak, standing still, his eyes were empty, his hands hanging on both sides Shaking imperceptibly, the whole person seemed to be still.

This place is the home of Feng Lianchen, but it can't be regarded as a real home, after all, it has never given it a trace of warmth.

Ye Wenqing strode forward, took his hand and put it in his arms, lowered his face, and said with feigned anger: "Just say you are timid, but you want to touch everything! Come on, hide behind senior brother."

"Okay." Feng Lianchen raised his head, his deep eyes glowed faintly, like ice and snow melting and spring water gurgling.He obediently took a step back and hid behind Ye Wenqing.

"This place is too dirty, so no." Ye Wenqing was interrupted by Feng Lianchen before he finished speaking, "Go in."

"I want to take a look." Feng Lianchen scratched Ye Wenqing's palm lightly, and said in harmony, "I also want my senior brother to take a look."

Ye Wenqing was indeed a little curious. Because of Feng Lianchen, he could only cut off this idea, fearing that it would affect Feng Lianchen's mood.

Now that Feng Lianchen has taken the initiative to mention it, he has no scruples anymore.

It has to be said that this house is quite large, the gate and the front hall are far away from each other, separated by a spacious avenue paved with marble, with green plants planted on both sides of the avenue.

It's just that due to no one taking care of it for a long time, the grassland has already become the territory of all kinds of weeds, and there are little green spots emerging from the withered and yellow traces, embellishing it like embroidery.

In all kinds of loneliness, that is the color of hope.

"Before, I didn't know why Mrs. Lian didn't like me. Is it because I'm not good enough." Feng Lianchen's deep voice slowly rang out in the open environment, one sound drifted back and forth, and all emotions were crushed in it.

"So I tried to curry favor with her, but all I got in return was her cynicism and all kinds of beatings and scolding. Later I realized that there was a sea of ​​blood between me and her, and it was a great gift that she didn't kill me."

"My father in name killed her husband, took her by force, and even erased her memory, just to let her raise me with peace of mind."

Feng Lianchen paused for a moment, then sneered: "In the end, I'm just a monster who doesn't know who my real parents are, and has been reduced to a pawn since I was a child."

"No, the monster is not as good-looking as you." Ye Wenqing couldn't help interrupting, "You are clearly a fairy who came down from the nine heavens, and then fell for me, a mortal. You are willing to give up the colorful clothes that have returned to the sky, and wash your hands for me to stay in the mortal world Make soup."

"Junior brother, I think you have almost understood what I mean. If you don't understand, I don't mind explaining clearly. In this life, no one can let go except death, you know?"

"Don't be so contemptuous of yourself. To me, you are a treasure, a priceless treasure, a treasure that can't be replaced by anything. The past is in the past. If you want to change the pain and grievance you suffered before, if you want to change my heart No need, just standing here is enough for me to love you for the rest of my life. Feng Lianchen, I'm getting old and I don't want to suffer from angina. I want to be healthy, sweet and loving with you for dozens of years years. Did you hear that?"

"I heard it." Feng Lianchen's throat was clogged, and his vision was blurred by the dense water vapor, but in his mind, he could clearly describe the affectionate and affectionate person in front of him, holding Ye Wenqing tightly, "No one will let go except death. .”

Ye Wenqing was well aware of Feng Lianchen's concerns. He thought that he would die sooner or later, so he always put himself too far away and suppressed his emotions all the time.The usual gaffes are that he occasionally vents when he can't restrain himself, and he has low self-esteem when he is sensitive.

The only way is to give him a reassurance pill so that he won't suffer so much. I don't know if the effect is great or not, but I still want him to feel at ease.

Often in the depths of love, there will always be things that spoil the scenery.

Just like the Baichuan faction disciples who suddenly appeared.

"Master Ye, something has happened, the grave is eating people!"