Master Xiao thinks about those years

Jiang Yexiu returned to Yexingyuan that evening.

As soon as he entered the gate of Yexingyuan, he heard the guards everywhere talking about what they, the blood lord, had experienced.

Jiang Yexiu walked through these people with cold eyes, and was about to go to his medical clinic, but he had a face-to-face meeting with Fu Nian who came out of Yuehua Terrace.

At this time, Fu Nian had already sealed up Mo Qing's body with spells. When he came out to meet Jiang Yexiu, he found that there was no one else beside him, so he couldn't help asking, "Where is Meng Huan?"

"Return to the lord, he was called by Shu Yao when he was going up and down the mountain, saying that he had something to discuss, and I don't know about the rest."

Jiang Yexiu said something and answered neatly.

Fu Nianxin didn't care what Shu Yao and Meng Huan discussed, so she waved her hand and let Jiang Yexiu go.

Autumn crows cry.

Fu Nian turned around and came to the back of Qingyan Hall.

Behind the main hall, the old old trees are bent over, and the residual leaves on the ground are accumulated, barren and depressed.

At that time, Fu Nian had already changed into clean clothes, and he still looked the same as before, with black robes and a red headband that tied his hair loosely.He stood on the ground full of dead branches and leaves, and with a wave of his hand, a ruined courtyard immediately appeared in front of his eyes.

Fu Nian opened the door and went in, walked through the thick dust, and saw the witch clan boy who asked him to look for Yu Nian again.

It was daytime at this time, and the pale and delicate face of the young man could be seen clearly. He was like a living sick child, huddled in the corner, looking at Fu Nian in fear.

"haven't seen you for a long time"

Fu Nian spoke calmly to the boy, then took a big step and entered the door.

"You, you... did you come here... to find me after finding all three mountains and more Yu Nian?"

The young man shrank towards the corner, looking at Fu Nian flickeringly.

"no"

Fu Nian leaned against the corner, sat down beside the boy, and turned to look at him: "However, I want you to help me revive another person."

When he said it with sincerity, the young man froze for a moment, still a little uneasy: "Who... is he? How, how did he die?"

"An ordinary person, ten thousand arrows pierced his heart and died."

Fu Nian spoke slowly, and after waiting for a while, he saw the young man shaking his head.

Fu Nian's heart sank immediately.

Is there not even a last bit of hope left?

"Ordinary people, after death, go to hell to reincarnate. I can't be resurrected."

The boy spoke slowly and deeply.

Fu Nian suddenly became angry: "You are lying! Then why can my master?!"

The boy was startled, his whole body trembled, and the fear in his eyes welled up again: "All, all said that he is an ordinary person..."

He stammered: "Only, only people with unique destiny... can reverse the law of survival... and your teacher, Master Qinghui... is not an ordinary person, nor is it an ordinary death."

After finishing speaking, the young man took a sneak peek at Fu Nian, as if he was afraid that he would lose his temper.

But on the contrary, after listening to Fu Nian, she was extremely calm.

After a while, he asked something irrelevant to this matter: "You have been locked here by me for so many years, don't you want to die?"

The boy shook his head lightly: "No..."

Fu Nian stared at him: "Why?"

"Because...my brother is still alive..."

The boy's tone was soft, especially when he mentioned the word "brother", a rare smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I can't keep my brother from seeing mine"

The boy repeated, with a warm smile on his face.

Fu Nian suddenly felt a sting in his eyes, he got up, closed the door, and left the boy in that house without saying a word.

He left, but the boy's laughter haunted him like a nightmare.

Can't get rid of it anyway.

It was his extremely soft words that lingered in his ears.

"I can't keep my brother from seeing mine."

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On the first day back to Yexingyuan, Fu Nian lived in a panic.

He wandered about the palace like a ghost, looking for something to do, but could find nothing.

In the evening, he saw Meng Huan coming back.Sitting on the eaves, he saw Meng Huan lowered his head, his face seemed to be filled with vigilant excitement.

Fu Nian didn't bother to guess what Shu Yao had said to him, everything around him became a faded cloth, he slowly raised his head, and his eyes fell to the horizon, watching the golden black sinking and the sky full of red clouds.

The guards in the palace kept away from him when they saw the talisman, even if they met each other face to face, they would definitely be indescribably respectful.

Everyone felt the sinister aura on his body, and they also knew that it was the corpse in Yuehuatai that caused the evil aura.

At night, Fu Nian tossed and turned, and when he closed his eyes, he saw the blood-red figure.

He kept trying to shake off, kept telling himself that he was just an ordinary person.

He even created a wonderful vision for himself to see Master.

But it was useless, the red figure was like Gu poison, and he couldn't help but think about it over and over again.

From that day on, this living situation continued for three months.

From mid-autumn to mid-winter, he stayed in Yexingyuan. He didn't mention the matter of finding the remaining two mountains, Yu Nian, and Jiang Yexiu and Meng Huan didn't ask.

During the day, he wanders around, and at night he sits.Rarely angry, always quiet.

The guards discussed in private, and felt that their master had become much kinder.Not so fierce anymore.

Fu Nian has always been in a state of indifference to the things around him, but occasionally he can always see Meng Huan going in and out of Yexingyuan.Meng Huan always goes out at two fixed times, one is before dawn and the other is after dark.

When going out, he must look left and right, as if deliberately avoiding others.

It's just a coincidence that Fu Nian has often been unable to sleep at night in the past three months. If he can't sleep, he will sit on the roof and watch the starry sky.

And looking at the starry sky, you can see Meng Huan running out sneakily.

So, every day he looked at Meng Huan as if he was watching a juggler.

If it was before, Fu Nian would have jumped off the roof long ago, and tortured Meng Huan to ask what he was doing fooling around at night.

But now, Fu Nian is too lazy to care.

Everyone has everyone's life, why bother?

With this in mind, Fu Nian watched Meng Huan's "juggling" for three months, and one day in three months, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

On this day, it snowed heavily.

Snowflakes were falling one after another, and with the howling cold wind, there was a world of ice and snow everywhere.

This is the first heavy snow this year, and the people in Yexingyuan have already put on thick winter clothes.Ordinary people would sit around the stove to keep warm and chat.

But that night, Fu Nian looked into the hall wrapped in a black fox fur cloak, and saw Meng Huan running out alone.

From a distance, he watched the figure hiding in the night getting farther and farther away. From behind, he could vaguely see Meng Huan's arms wrapped around him, as if he was holding something.

Seeing this figure quickly disappear from sight, Fu Nian finally frowned.

Not right.

It's okay to go out to mess around at night, but why go out in this icy and snowy place?

Could it be... have you raised a lover outside?

The more Fu Nian thought about it, the more suspicious he became.

So he simply dragged a chair and sat by the window, staring at Meng Huan to see when he would come back.

After waiting for about an hour and a half, Fu Nian saw that familiar figure reappear in his sight.

This time, Fu Nian was even more puzzled.

If there is any good friend, then Meng Huan should come back in the middle of the night or before the early morning. Why did he come back after a while?

Furthermore, from the point of view of character, Fu Nian felt that Meng Huan was not like a person capable of doing such a thing.

Therefore, Fu Nian was in trouble.

What the hell has Meng Huan been doing in the past three months?

Exploring his eyes, he followed the people in the snowy night, and Fu Nian stared at Meng Huan until Meng Huan returned to the bedroom, then he frowned and moved his eyes away.

After thinking about it, Fu Nian had a plan in his mind.

He knew very well that Meng Huan was stubborn since he was a child. Although he was not good at lying, his acting skills were also clumsy.But if he decided that he didn't want to say something, he couldn't pry his mouth open even with things.

Therefore, if you want to know what is going on behind Meng Huan's back, you can only sit still and wait until tomorrow night, and follow behind him to find out.

After deciding on a countermeasure, Fu Nian felt a little excited in his heart.

I can't tell why, maybe it's because I haven't noticed anything in the past three months.

Fu Nian spent the day peacefully, and the next day, during the daytime, he happened to bump into Meng Huan.

Thinking of what happened last night, Fu Nian said without hesitation: "What have you been doing lately?"

"Huh? I haven't, haven't done anything lately..."

Meng Huan didn't expect that Fu Nian would speak to him suddenly, with a blunt smile on his face, twinkling eyes, he was uncomfortable from head to toe. ,

Seeing this appearance, Fu Nian felt that Meng Huan had a guilty conscience.

He sneered twice in his heart, cursing that this kid really has a ghost, but on the surface he is not showing any signs.After a while, after saying a few words, he let Meng Huan go.

Combined with the situation during the day, at night, the suspicion in Fu Nian's heart became more and more intense.

There was anger and anger in his heart, and he simply hated that iron could not be made into steel.

He didn't think about Meng Huansu's behavior anymore, and directly concluded that he had learned badly outside and raised a vicious child.

It's not a bad thing to talk about love, but what's the point of going out every day tonight?

Fu Nian never cared about his lewdness, even if Jiang Yexiu and Zuo Xiang went out to fool around with people every day, he would never say anything.

But Meng Huan was different.

Meng Huan was a young apprentice born out of his master, and he and his master watched him grow up together.

Such a person is always good.

Holding such strong anger and dissatisfaction until the night, Fu Nian called Zuo Xiang over and revealed his plan of "catching rape".

Hearing this, Zuo Xiang was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped.

He faltered and murmured, saying it was not easy: "Respect, lord...you you want me...to catch the young master's rape?"

Fu Nian gave him a blank look: "Why, do you have an opinion?"

If he was not afraid that the scene would be too embarrassing, he would not have asked Zuo Xiang to go.

But at this moment, Zuo Xiang was not obsessed with whether to go or not at all, he was in shock, how could the young master of their family have such a temper, how could he support others outside?

He felt that if there was such a possibility, it must be that the sun came out from the west.

But looking at Fu Nian's swearing eyes, it was difficult for him to express his true thoughts, so he murmured for a while, and could only answer "yes" submissively.

An agreement was reached, and the two stayed at the window.One left and one right, one sitting and one standing.Sitting on the sidelines.

When the night was dark, as expected, Meng Huan appeared again in the snowy night.

This time, Zuo Xiang felt his forehead was knocked.

Could it be...Meng Huan is really, really outside...

Before he could clear up his doubts, Fu Nian kicked him out.

"Watch me carefully, if you lose track, you are the only one to ask!"

After the cold voice fell, Zuo Xiang groaned and nodded in agreement, then followed Meng Huan into the dim night.

Fu Nian folded his hands, leaned on the chair, and looked at the two figures that disappeared in the distance, inexplicably upset.

Standing alone on the wooden table, it casts dim light on the surroundings.

Candle tears slowly slid down the lamp holder, feeling a sense of ending.

An hour later, Zuo Xiang knocked on the door of Fu Nian's hall.

"Come in"

Fu Nian endured the anger and excitement in his chest, and opened his mouth.

The wooden door opened with a creak, and a smell of wind and snow poured in.

Zuo Xiang squeezed in through the crack of the door. When he entered the door, he didn't look at the rune, and fell to the ground.

Fu Nian frowned slightly: "Did you see someone?"

"See, see..."

Zuo Xiang was speechless, and after hearing all the words of Fu Nian, he burst into anger and stood up from the chair.

That bastard Meng Huan, see if I turn around and beat him to death!

Do not learn well every day!

Confused...

"Respect, Lord..."

Fu Nian was just starting, when Zuo Xiang trembled and opened his mouth suddenly.

He was not in the mood to listen, and said angrily, "What else?"

Zuo Xiang raised his head embarrassingly: "Then, you may know that person..."

"Who?"

Fu Nian squeezed out a word from his heart.

Zuo Xiang was trembling: "He...has the same face as Mo Qing..."