Shuang Hua You Nuo

After the water disaster was eliminated, in order to avoid trouble, several people made a blindfold for the wooden house, and took care of their bodies with peace of mind.

In front of the desk, Song Lan stood behind Xiao Xingchen, holding his hand and writing stroke by stroke very seriously.

In front of the small table next to her, A-Qing was holding a book of strange tales and reading it with gusto.

After putting down the last stroke, Song Lan took out the pen from Xiao Xingchen's hand and put it aside, looking softly at Xiao Xingchen who was sitting upright in confusion.

A few months passed in a blink of an eye, Xiao Xingchen's face no longer had the melancholy and sorrow when he first woke up, and he was a little more free and easy than when he was young.

Xiao Xingchen tilted his head slightly and asked backwards: "Zi Chen, what did you write? Gathering and parting follow fate, good and evil follow one's heart. Don't worry, don't be afraid, have no regrets or regrets?"

"This is what my master once taught me. He said that I have nothing to learn, and I should go to the world to understand my heart. I left with only these two words."

Xiao Xingchen suddenly remembered that Zichen once said that he did not grow up in Baixueguan since he was a child, but lived in Baixueguan.

"Zichen's master must also be an open-minded gentleman who sees through the world, and is not a master."

Song Lan seldom talked about things before he met Xiao Xingchen, but when he talked about the master who raised him up, there was warmth in his eyes.

"Master never said his origin and name, he only said that accepting me as an apprentice was fate, and he devoted all his life's learning to teaching each other, and he will come out of the mountain when the fate is exhausted."

No wonder Zichen has such a desolate and alienated temperament, but it turned out that he had never had a lively life before. It is lucky or unfortunate to have such a master.

Xiao Xingchen patted Song Lan's arm comfortingly, remembering the first time the two met when they were young.

At that time Zichen was still very young, his handsome features were still young, but his expression was extremely cold and mature.During night hunting, the two met because they were chasing the same tiger demon, but accidentally fell into the tiger's den.

Song Lan blocked a blow for Xiao Xingchen, but her shoulder and back were injured but she refused to touch him herself.

In the end Song Lan was taken advantage of by Xiao Xingchen to take off his clothes and bandage his wound, and let Xiao Xingchen torment him. Fortunately, the two finally escaped.

"Why are you laughing?"

Xiao Xingchen pursed his lips to stop his smile, "Remembering our first acquaintance, you..."

"Stardust..."

Xiao Xingchen obediently shut up and stopped talking, but a sudden longing arose in his heart, he really wanted to see Zichen again, if only he could see him.

Coincidentally at this time, Qing Yi, who was basking in the sun downstairs, counted her fingers, raised her head and threw a surprise at the second floor: "Daoist Xiao has applied the medicine for half a year, and the bandage can be removed!"

For the past few months, Song Lan has been taking care of Xiao Xingchen's dressing and dressing on both eyes. Both Qingyi and A-Qing feel that Song Lan should do the last step - removing the bandages.

Song Lan crouched halfway in front of Xiao Xingchen, keeping an eerie silence.

Xiao Xingchen waited for a while, and finally couldn't help but asked, "Zichen?"

The stiff hands finally touched his face, Xiao Xingchen felt the trembling fingertips, the fear and anxiety in his heart suddenly disappeared, and he couldn't help but chuckle.

"Why are you more nervous than me?"

Song Lan felt a little embarrassed by Xiao Xingchen's attitude, took a deep breath, and carefully unwrapped the bandages, one by one.

Suppressing the surging emotions in her heart, Song Lan held her breath and said slowly, "Xingchen, open your eyes."

The thick eyelashes trembled slowly, and the tightly closed eyes gradually opened.

Even in the room where the doors and windows are deliberately closed, the eyes that have not seen the sun for a long time took a while to look in front of him.

The blurry halo gradually became clearer, until the familiar face was reflected in the eyes.

Xiao Xingchen was silent for a moment, watching Song Lan's nervous face.Suddenly showing a gentle and bright smile, he looked at the person in front of him and said, "I haven't seen Zichen for many years, and he is still so handsome."

A-Qing cheered and hugged Qingyi.

Song Lan held back, feeling a heavy weight in his heart, finally couldn't help but glared at Xiao Xingchen, and was about to get up and walk away.

Xiao Xingchen quickly stretched out his hand to grab Song Lan, smiled flatteringly, and then looked at the two women beside him.

Although they had been together for a long time, this was the first time he knew their looks.It's as beautiful as I imagined...no...more moving than imagined.

"Haha, Sister Qingyi, you can open a pharmacy and become a miracle doctor." A-Qing hugged Qingyi tightly, and after letting go, she threw herself into Xiao Xingchen's arms. "The Taoist priest is even more beautiful than I thought, his eyes are like little stars!"

Qingyi couldn't help laughing, she was a little star!

"Qingyi, my gratitude is beyond words..."

Qingyi raised her eyebrows, "Then let's repay by cooking. It just so happens that I don't like cooking the most recently. It's unreasonable to let Daoist Song do it alone. Now that Daoist's eyes are healed, I finally have an extra person to cook!"

Xiao Xingchen laughed dumbfounded, and readily agreed.

It is a good time for the lotus to reflect the sun and the butterflies to dance around.The blue waves on the lake are rippling, fishing boats are shuttling, and there are singing songs of lotus picking girls from time to time.I have lived here for two months, but this is the first time I have seen this leisurely scene.

Xiao Xingchen stretched out his hand, and the sunlight leaked through his fingers and sprinkled on the ground.He withdrew his gaze and looked at Song Lan beside him, and couldn't help but smile and said, "This is the first time I've seen such a scenery in the south of the Yangtze River."

Song Lan nodded. Xingchen had always lived in Baixue Temple with him for a long time, and he had never been here when he was hunting at night. It is indeed a novel scenery.

"Like it?"

Xiao Xingchen nodded.

"You can live here for a while."

Xiao Xingchen shook his head, and was about to speak when a small boat floated leisurely in the distance, and a handsome young man on board waved to the two from a distance.

When the boat docked, the young man went to the shore, and it was Ouyang Zizhen whom he had met in the depths of the clouds.

Ouyang Zizhen blushed slightly, bowed to the two of them politely: "Daoist Song, Daoist Xiao, congratulations to Daoist Xiao for coming back to light."

Xiao Xingchen and Song Lan exchanged glances, turned their eyes to the wooden house behind them, and said:

"A-Qing and Qingyi are on the second floor, you go and find them."

Ever since Qingyi accidentally mentioned that A-Qing's physique is very easy to become immortal after her rebirth, Xiao Xingchen and Song Lan discussed how to teach her so that she would be able to protect herself.

I don't know how Ouyang Zi really knew the whereabouts of the four of them, so he also looked for them, but he also knew that it must be because of that girl Qing Yi.

For half a year, the two taught A-Qing to learn to read and cultivate immortality at the same time. A-Qing cherished this opportunity very much, and made great progress.Ouyang Zizhen would come over to discuss with her from time to time, telling some interesting stories about night hunting.

Although Ouyang Zizhen's passion is all about courtesy, his affection is obvious.I'm afraid it's just A-Qing who is ignorant and doesn't realize it.

Xiao Xingchen also asked him, but the always shy boy was very serious.

"Zizhen really admires Miss A-Qing, and when Zizhen can get his father's approval and marry A-Qing dignifiedly, Zizhen will definitely come to propose marriage."

Ouyang Zi really thought of the figure of A-Qing who was studying calligraphy seriously from a distance, and there was both liking and pity in his eyes.

"Sister Qingyi said that A-Qing is the two Taoist priests and her younger sister. She is not an orphan girl. She will definitely make her marry well. Zizhen will also make A-Qing happy. Marrying her as my wife will definitely make her happy. Do not wrong her."

Xiao Xingchen smiled and sighed, and patted him on the shoulder encouragingly, feeling even more satisfied with Ouyangzi in his heart.

Song Lan inadvertently glanced at a big tree behind the house, lowered her eyes and said nothing.

Song Lan always agrees with Xiao Xingchen when she doesn't say anything, Ouyangzi is really pleasantly surprised and has more confidence in the future.

When Ouyang Zi really didn't know, A-Qing tiptoedly hid behind a tree, and left quickly with red eyes.

She remembered that in Yicheng, only Ouyang Zi really... only he praised herself like that; when he woke up again, he stammered out his name with a flushed face; later... he would bring her all kinds of Such a gift, telling many stories he has experienced; today...he said that he would be recognized and come to propose marriage in a dignified manner.

It's like just hearing sister Qingyi and the two Taoist priests say that she is not an orphan, but their sister.

A-Qing sobbed softly, quickly wiped away her tears and quietly went back to the study.

No matter how difficult it is to recognize these annoying characters and how difficult it is to practice the swordsmanship, she will never admit defeat!

In this way, Song Lan gradually got used to the two noisy girls as the days passed without incident.Although he still doesn't like to get close to people other than Xiao Xingchen, he treats Qingyi and A-Qing as if they were younger sisters.

"A-Qing and Zizhen are really watched by Qingyi. With such a scene, Zichen would like to swim with me back to the lake?"

The gentle breeze gently brushed her cheeks, and the faint fragrance of lotus floated in her nose. Song Lan nodded in response, took Xiao Xingchen to the shore in front of the house, untied the boat from a willow tree with a crooked neck, and went slowly The lotus has gone deep.

On the lake, lotus flowers are standing, butterflies are flying, green leaves are like waves, and fish are playing in the lower reaches of the leaves.The fresh water vapor mixed with the fragrance of flowers goes straight into the lungs.

Song Lan waved the paddle unhurriedly, looking at Xiao Xingchen's unconsciously comfortable smile, there was a faint smile on his lips unconsciously.

Song Lan in front of him still kept his shoulders straight, but he was extremely proficient in paddling. Xiao Xingchen joked with a smile: "In the past few days, Zichen is no worse than a normal boater."

"Xingchen, you praise me so much, do you mean you have to pay for the ship?"

Song Lan also folded off a large round lotus leaf, and with a flick of her fingertips, placed it upside down on Xiao Xingchen's head, shielding the sun from being too bright, and looked at Xiao Xingchen with raised eyebrows.

"Pindao is penniless now, what should I do?"

Song Lan seemed helpless and said, "Then let's owe it first."

The two chatted and laughed, but then thought of another thing.

"I think A-Qing's talent is very good, and now she has entered the immortal way, should I prepare a weapon for her?"

Song Lan lightly replied, "There's no rush for this matter. Qingyi is proficient in divination, and she said a few days ago that she has a clue. She has always had her own ideas, so let her do this."

Xiao Xingchen nodded with a smile and stopped talking.

The sound of oars was clear, and the boat was silent and silent, only the faint singing in the lotus pond could be heard for a while.

The singing faded from time to time, gradually approaching the two of them.A song is over, and a song starts again.

"A magnolia boat with golden oars, playing with lotuses in the south of the Yangtze River. The lotus is fragrant across Pudu, and the lotus leaves are full of rivers. The house is easy to get, and the handle is on the plate. When the dew flowers are wet, the wind is blowing the stem."

The singing gradually stopped, and suddenly the water wave shook.

Hearing a "crash", a figure appeared from under the water, and something went straight to Xiao Xingchen who was sitting on the boat.

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Lan Lan: How can I pay the boat fare?

Xing Xing: I owe it.

Scumbag author: Pay off your debts, pay hard

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