Advise Qingshan

Ye Zhuo, a 3000-year-old fairy, snatched someone else's candied haws, not only did not blush, he even wanted to have another one.

So he couldn't see it because of his gentleness, and he divided two or three pieces openly and left, and pretended to complain to him, "Why are there so few pieces today."

Wen Xing nodded blankly, pretending to agree with Xianjun.

They walked and ate all the way, and Ye Zhuo finally found the joy of sharing food from other people's bowls. No matter what, he only bought one bowl, and then licked his face and ate it with a smile. In the end, Wen Xing was usually reserved. After taking a few sips, he buried his head in the binge eating, and at the end of the meal, he burped twice.

This situation continued until he was about to have a bowl of rice noodles with Wen Xing.

They only wanted a bowl, and the seller naturally only gave them a pair of chopsticks. Ye Zhuo fed Wen Xing a couple of mouthfuls as usual, and then stared at the little sparkling water color on the tip of the chopsticks, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

If it's just ordinary friends, Ye Chongning wouldn't be taboo about this, let alone using a chopstick, even sleeping together and telling each other dirty jokes, that's no big deal.

But facing Wen Xing, he always felt that something was wrong.

However, Wen Xing couldn't see it, and didn't know that there was only one pair of chopsticks. He took a few bites, and naturally pushed the bowl towards Ye Chuo.

Ye Zhuo pushed him back, and coughed awkwardly, "No, I don't like this."

Wen Xing held the bowl, Xianjun was not good at meat and vegetables, he wanted to pay for anything fresh when he saw it, his stomach was like an eight-treasure bag, it was really rare to hear him say he didn't like to eat.

But he naturally wouldn't doubt Xianjun, so he believed it.

Ye Zhuo lied in public, still a little guilty, looked around, held Wen Xing by the hand

"There are dough makers in the east, don't you have some interest? Why don't you eat it? Let's find a professional master and teach you how to knead."

Wen Xing nodded naturally, but before he could stand up, Ye Zhuo suddenly pushed him down.

Xianjun pinched the fever Wenmang pagoda seal behind his ear, it had been flashing since just now, so he had to write "You sit first, I'll be back later."

Wen Xing nodded obediently.

Xianjun reached out and stroked his hair across the table, then quickly walked to the base of the wall, touched the brick surface, and said in a bad mood, "Ta Ling, what's the matter?"

In terms of tone, there is also a sense of discomfort of being called up to go to work after half a drink.

Ta Ling heheed, "You are always so happy to leave, you don't want to come out, do you?"

Ye Zhuo didn't answer his words at all, just said, "I'm busy, please let go of your fart, please?"

Taring wondered, "You have been in the formation for so long, and you are still busy. What can you be busy with?"

Ye Zhuo clasped his ears, confidently saying, "I? My sacred work in emotional intervention and prevention of mental illness."

Taring rolled his eyes, "Come on, I won't bother you anymore."

He reached out his hand to signal the people next to him, "But Lord Baimu Ling just arrived, so let's talk about how to break the formation first."

Ye Zhu raised his eyebrows, and it was rare for him to be serious, "Okay."

Bermuda then pushed Ta Ling away, "Lao Ye, I've seen your formation before."

Ye Zhuo, "What's the problem?"

"It seems to be a one-way traffic. It is not impossible for me to violently demolish it, but it may cause damage to the people in the dream. I suggest that you should first see if the demon of the dream owner can be resolved."

Ye Zhuo squeezed his chin, "It's not that I don't want to watch it, but, how should I put it, in short, Wen Xing has been so normal these days, I can't see what his inner demon is at all?"

Baimu clicked his tongue, "Well, let me take a look along the flow of spiritual power first."

Ye Zhuo said, "Please."

Baimu breathed out, put his fingers on the center of the formation, and countless strands of spiritual energy trickled in, quietly blending into the formation.

On the other side, Ye Zhuo left, and Wen Xing sat quietly for a while. When Ye Zhuo was not around, his vision was pitch black and there was no sound, so he couldn't help stirring the chopsticks in his hand unintentionally.

After a while, he seemed to have made a decision, so he touched the table and went east.

The city of Linjiang is not very rich, but it has a lot of craftsmen. For example, the old man who set up a clay figurine stall mentioned by Ye Zhu has a pair of skillful hands that make the clay figurines come to life.

It's just that most of these things are used by adults to amuse children. Seeing Wen Xing standing in front of the stall, the old man was two steps away from each other, not moving. This is?"

Wen Xing paused, as if he had made up his mind, he gestured "Can you carve one..."

He quickly pointed in the direction of Ye Jue, and then felt guilty, and immediately put his fingers into his sleeves.

"Can you carve him?"

Xianjun was still babbling on the edge of the wall, arguing with Ta Ling while estimating the situation of the big formation, he didn't seem to pay attention to this side, he could only see half of the outline under the light, his skin seemed to be covered with a layer of glaze, warm Warm and glowing.

The old man squinted his eyes and nodded briskly, "Okay."

At this time, it was already a bit of fun, the children who were making trouble in the street had all returned home, the old man had no one here, and he didn't care whether Wen Xing could hear or see, he just talked on his own

"The two little brothers don't know where they are from. Their births are too iconic."

"Hey, look at this nose is quite upturned, the little old man has never pinched such a good-looking person in his life."

He cut out the shape of the root of the mountain three times and two times, and added the mud to make a full heaven. After a while, it changed into a mess, and then cut two cheeks, and it was nine times like Ye Zhu. up.

The old man looked around, grabbed Wen Xing's hand, and led him to touch it, "Okay, let's touch it."

He thought he understood, and while guiding Wen Xing, he nagged, "It was the same with the blind lady of the Wang family in the early years. She asked me to carve his fiancé-in-law's appearance from a distance, and I only recognized him after touching it. The younger brother also did the same." I want to touch it."

He grinned and chattered, "But I want the little old man to say, the one at my little brother's house is much prettier than Miss Wang's husband-in-law."

From the moment Wen Xing touched the cold soil, he held his breath.

He shrank his fingers slightly, hesitated for a moment, and then carefully outlined the outline of Xianjun along the brow bone.

As the saying goes, beauty is not in the skin, although Ye Zhuo himself does not admit it, but in all honesty, this fairy who praises other people's beauties all the time is actually a beauty with good skin and bones.Even if it's just a face, it can be seen that the eyebrows are high and long, the zygomatic arches are wide and narrow, and the bridge of the nose is handsome.

——For a person with such a bone appearance, even if his face is full of pockmarks, he can't see where he is going.

Wen Xing felt and touched, from the full heavenly court to the sharp-edged jaw, his fingers began to tremble unconsciously.

The old man drank a bowl of water, and seeing his expression, he couldn't help but hehe, "Are you surprised that you want my sculpture to look so good-looking?"

However, only Wen Xing himself knew how many times he took deep breaths and how much effort he had to use to manage to maintain a calm expression on his face so as not to lose his composure in public.

This is indeed a too good-looking face.

But at the same time, Wen Xing is so familiar with every curvature of this face, every ups and downs of bones, even the creases of the eyelids and the depth of the eye sockets.

He could even imagine every shape drawn by the corners of the lips when this face was laughing and cursing, and every trace of moonlight reflected by the pupils when the eyebrows were raised and lowered.

Because from Xiaquan to Jingcheng, from Jiangchuan to Jingzhou, every day and night when he came out of the dark prison, he could see this face.

——Ye Zhuo's face.

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