Cat and Mouse Short Stories

When I want to go back, I will sleep in my house. "

"This, this is not appropriate," the young man wrapped his hands around his chest, frowning hesitantly.

Zhan Zhao reprimanded with a serious face: "You talk about what is inappropriate. In my opinion, it is inappropriate to let you go back. First, I am your senior brother. If I just watch you go back in the rain, I am not worthy." Second, the paths of the Tianluan Mountains are intertwined and complicated, and the path is sticky and difficult to walk in rainy days. It is too dangerous to leave like this. Third, the heavy rain is God’s will, and you are bound to stay here tonight. If you disobey In the way of heaven, it is a loss-making business no matter what."

The young man quietly listened to him finish his speech, and then chuckled lightly. "You can't see the honest appearance, but there is a scheming heart inside."

Zhan Zhao grabbed the young man's shoulders and carried him to the couch, "Whether it's honest or scheming, I'm your senior brother, and you won't suffer from listening to your senior brother once."

"Senior brother," the young man blinked and called softly with Qingyue's tone and eyes.

Zhan Zhao only felt that the soft breath sprayed by the young man on his neck was all around him, as if the most seductive tentacles were provoking at the sensitive place.So Senior Brother Zhan, who was pure-minded and ignorant of beauty, was stunned for the first time, and responded softly, "Yutang may have any scruples, but it's okay to say."

The young man lay by the bed, took off his shoes and socks to occupy the couch, and once again showed his domineering look with sharp teeth. "This bed belongs to the master tonight, you cat find a place to nest by yourself."

This is, being kicked out of his nest?Well-intentioned but not rewarded, the mouse was indeed a robber, but he couldn't bear to drag the white mouse down from the couch.Zhan Zhao had no choice but to accept his fate, and resentfully said, "Success, this bed will be yours tonight. It's just that you don't take off your clothes, so you sleep like this?"

The white mouse groaned and chirped a few times under the quilt, but there was no sound.The muffled thunder outside the window didn't seem to be heard, and Zhan Zhao couldn't help wondering if his previous fear was real or not.The exposed hands are slender and beautiful, because they are still bruised from practicing swords during the day.Compared with when she first arrived, her cheeks looked thinner, and her messy hair slid down from her earlobes.

It's rare to have such a peaceful sleep, so let him sleep.Zhan Zhao twisted up the cloth quilt and carefully covered the unconscious person.There is still a faint fragrance of plum on the hand, floating in the richness of summer night, the cold and sweet breath.

Two or three things about Tianluan (5)

The carefree years are like flowing streams, and in a blink of an eye it is the season of snow in winter again.The snow this year has been exceptionally mild, and everything has been dyed white without a sound.

The ancient plum blossoms, small white flowers stand on the branches, and the cold fragrance is as old as years.Zhan Zhao meditated cross-legged near Gu Mei, and Su Xue quietly melted away when she approached him.Only the sound of the wind blows wantonly in the Tianluan Mountains.The cool scent of white plums slowly rippling in the air.Zhan Zhao closed his eyes, but couldn't see the expression in them, only a slight tug at the corner of his lips.

All of a sudden, the long sword came from the sky, accompanied by the sound of Qingyue Youlong.Zhan Zhao's eyes suddenly opened, and one side of his figure brought out the sword at his waist, clanging.

Still coming from the snow in a white shirt, still handsome and peerless, still domineering and graceful.Under Xia Yuqi's careful guidance, Bai Yutang's kung fu has advanced by leaps and bounds. Every move is chic and gorgeous, containing coldness and cruelty, and he throws a fatal blow from the most incredible angle.The boy grew taller, and the childishness on his face also faded a little, only the clarity and coldness in his eyes remained unchanged, just like the first time they met.

Zhan Zhao's long sword flattened a sword to parry the attack, Bai Yutang turned his wrist around and pointed at Zhan Zhao's brow again.Taking advantage of this gap, Zhan Zhao jumped up from his sitting position, confronting Bai Yutang head-on with the sword in his hand like a dragon like a dragon.Who once lamented that the young master is unparalleled in the world, and the two swordsmen have their own advantages and disadvantages, but you come and I go back and forth, and draw a romantic and elegant painting with the white snow as the background.It's not like a fight, it's not like a competition, it's more like meeting friends with a sword and expressing love with a sword.

The white-clothed boy holding the sword drew his sword very quickly, swiping his sword three times, stabbing Zhan Zhao's eyes and throat one after another with his wrist.The long hair scattered on the shoulders was flying in the wind, and the ink was so thick that it looked like a heavy pen that could not be melted.Zhan Zhao unhurriedly slanted across the blade of the sword, covering all the falling points of the opponent's sword point.The other hand lightly caressed the hilt of the sword, and there was a faint sound of ding.

They are already familiar with each other's moves, from the master generation to the apprentice generation.There were smiles in the corners of the eyes of the two when they exchanged moves, even if it was cold in winter, the warmth of being together day and night could not be blown away.

Bai Yutang suddenly performed a stance and struck east and west, the tip of the sword pointed at the Shangqu acupoint at the junction of the chest and abdomen, before the move was exhausted, he reversed the sword and tapped the Lingtai acupoint on the back with the hilt.This move is unpredictable, if the opponent only cares about avoiding the first move, they will probably ignore the second move, if the first move is too late to dodge, they can turn the emptiness into reality and attack directly.

Bai Yutang's movements were swift as flying, but Zhan Zhao responded in an unexpected way.After dodging the first move, he discarded the sword and bent over, walked around under the sword and came in front of Bai Yutang.The body that is close at hand, the lingering familiar breath, rushing towards the face, unable to dodge.Zhan Zhao's left arm separated Bai Yutang's right hand, and his right hand wrapped around the boy's back from behind.

The long sword dropped from his hand and fell into the snow, where he was nowhere to be found.The young man gritted his teeth and spoke, and his movements did not slow down, "Dead cat, don't think that you can take advantage of this."

Without a sword in hand, the two began to fight hand-to-hand with fists and palms.His figure was as graceful as an eagle's and a swallow's, and the touch of his wrists was unbearably scorching.Even the flying snow couldn't cool down the heat, so he moved back and forth in the air with a breath of true energy, and he undid dozens of moves in a short while.Zhan Zhao clasped Bai Yutang's wrist with his backhand, leaned close to his ear and said, "Are you convinced?"

"Not convinced!" As soon as the word obeyed, the boy opened his mouth to reveal his white jade-like tiger teeth, and bit down on Zhan Zhao's wrist.

Even though Zhan Zhao had experienced many battles, he was not immune to shock, and thanks to his quick reflexes, he rushed forward and pushed Bai Yutang down on the snow.How could the young man be caught without a fight, roll on the snow with his waist forcefully, put his fingers on Zhan Zhao's neck, and sit on him and look down from a high position.After this battle, Bai Yutang's clothes around the collar were a little loose, revealing his jade-like skin.

Zhan Zhao looked up and stared at the young man quietly, then smiled with the corners of his mouth up and down, and his handsome eyebrows raised a small arc, which made the young man on him reluctant to look away for a while.

"What are you laughing at?" The boy blinked and asked, putting down his fingers on the veins in his neck.

Zhan Zhao couldn't help but stretch out his hand to hold the boy's back of the neck, and rolled him onto the snow.This ignited the young man's anger, and immediately a series of curses came out from between his pretty lips, "The black cat is cheating, dead cat, crazy cat, rotten cat, get off Grandpa!"

Zhan Zhao let him scold, let go of the boy and lay down beside him.The snow beneath their bodies was oozing to the bone, and the two used their shoulders as joints to pass on each other's warmth. "Yutang, does this snow look good?"

"Naturally, I don't know how many times stronger than your black cat," Bai Yutang didn't intend to get up, letting the snow cover his body in pieces.Beside him is the senior brother who looks at him day and night, but the number of times he calls him senior brother is only a handful, and most of them are all kinds of cats barking.

"When the snow melts, I will leave Tianluan."

Bai Yutang looked up at the snowflakes falling from the sky, and his clear and bright voice couldn't hide his envy. "If it wasn't for your cat being four years older than Grandpa, you wouldn't be the one who came out of the mountain first."

Zhan Zhao smiled lightly, and said slowly: "No matter what, I'm always four years older than you. No matter what, I'm still your senior brother." Wei Wei closed his eyes and felt the boy's voice in the silence, which was as uniform and long as a floating cloud gradually lingering on the tip of his nose .Zhan Zhao didn't say anything in the end, he didn't know when he would meet again after he got out of Tianluan.

The boy didn't know what he was thinking about, so he finally snorted and said: "So what if the stinky cat comes out of the mountain early, just wait, the first thing grandpa will do when he leaves the teacher's school is to compete with you."

"People in the Jianghu are unpredictable. Although you are smart and capable, it is better to be careful when you walk in the future." Zhan Zhao turned his face sideways, and the tip of his nose was only about an inch away from Bai Yutang.Bai Yutang was lying on his back, his handsome silhouette already showed a bit of the demeanor of a young man.

Bai Yutang smiled and said, "The stinky cat finally admits that grandpa is capable. The thieves in the Jianghu are nothing, no matter how bad-minded they are, they are not as bad as your black cat, who is full of bad water. He was born wearing a sheet, how much?" People were deceived by you." As he was speaking, he turned his face sideways, and his four eyes met each other within reach.

Zhan Zhao smiled, and the scorching breath sprayed all over the young man's face while speaking, "I only played tricks on you alone, and it's only natural to teach disobedient juniors a lesson."

The young man clicked tut tut three times, arousing his radiant and beautiful eyes, "My lord found that there was a cat who used the name of a lesson to do some messy deeds, and those daughters who were not well sealed are here. where.

Zhan Zhao turned his face to the side and laughed heartily, his clear laughter was like a gentle breeze.At this moment, the snow has stopped, the sky is exceptionally clear and transparent, and the warm sunlight penetrates the thin clouds and spreads a golden light.True Qi circulated all over his body, a carp straightened up, touched the sword with his toes, and put the sword back into its sheath. "Yutang, the future is long, see you on Jianghu road."

Finish

Boys' Long March (1)

Drowsy, Zhan Zhao opened his eyes for a long time before he could barely recognize the nearby scene.

The surrounding scenery slowly receded behind him. The first was a tall maroon horse with a hunting mane, leading him along the way.A boy in blue clothes pulled the reins and walked ahead, and the horse followed the boy's pace unhurriedly, and the horse's hooves made a rattling sound on the rugged mountain path, like the sound of drums.

Where is he now, how could he be in such a situation.Zhan Zhao raised his hand and pressed his brow bone, his messy thoughts gradually became clear again.

In the fifth year of Jingyou, Xixia established the country, but what happened to the Song Dynasty?