Wang Yue Han

Kissing the Xinghe River at sunset and night, Xu Suopo, self-satisfied, Chi Yao wanted to get drunk and forget about it overnight, but who would have thought that Yan Ziyao would come here, and maybe he would be drunk and muddleheaded, then he himself would return. How to get drunk, in desperation, had no choice but to find a mud pit on the spot, buried the wine bottle, picked up the young man and put it on his back, saying: "It is a young man who has no worries, so sleep well, the second senior brother will take you home "; the pear blossom burning is full of stamina, he can only be thankful that Yan Ziyao only drank a small pot, and he can wake up after sleeping for ten and a half months.

Yan Ziyao lay on Chi Yao's back and fell asleep peacefully, because he knew that Chi Yao was by his side, and Chi Yao would always give him a sense of attachment from his family. He seemed to be having a dream, in which he had parents and a master Martial uncle, senior brother Ling Yunguan and other disciples, and a strange man, whose clothes fluttered like the wind. It was a loneliness and desolation that he had never felt before. In his dreams, he was sometimes ecstatic, sometimes Tearful Lishang, I don't know what kind of dream made him immersed in mixed sorrow and joy, unable to extricate himself, but what Yan Ziyao never thought was that when he was drunk, it was like sleeping for a century, and when he woke up again, Since things are people, people are not...

"Little Martial Uncle, you've woken up..." Yan Ziyao woke up faintly, with a slight headache after being drunk, he slowly opened his eyes, and the person who caught his eyes was the nephew Ping who was teased that day Son, why did she look at her with a sad face when she was only drunk for a while?He tentatively asked: "Guanzhong...but what happened?"; Uncle, you have been drunk for almost half a month, and you just woke up, how about I go get you a cup of sober up and ginseng tea..." Ping'er's eyes were evasive, and she rolled up her sleeves and was about to get up and leave; Knowing how to watch her face, knowing that she has something to hide, she suddenly got up and grabbed her sleeve, and asked eagerly: "What happened, why did you hide it from me?" I was drunk for such a long time!Really annoying, how can I be so confused!And what happened these days?

"This..." Ping'er faced Yan Ziyao's eager eyes, whether to say it or not, she also hesitated for a moment, but can the person in front of her bear the truth?

"Ping'er, you go down first..." Just as she was about to confess, Yu You came in from the door with tea and snacks, and let Ping'er leave first. After receiving rescue, Ping'er naturally bowed sideways, and then retreated away; " Keyer, are you feeling better?" Yu You recalled that day, he waited for half a night in the Purple Key House before Chi Yao came back with Yan Ziyao on his back, and looked at the boy he was bringing up with a song, his face flushed with drunkenness. She was blushing, and murmured in her sleep, that juveniles are not allowed to drink alcohol during festivals, because they are afraid that he will eat to the bone and be insatiable. Thinking of this, she couldn't help feeling angry and couldn't help but smile: "Our key is the elder brother. When I grow up, I will drink secretly!" She put the tray on the round stool beside the bed, stretched out her slender index finger and poked the young man's forehead; "Zi Key knows his mistake, please punish him!" The young man knew he was wrong, Quickly rectify your body and kneel on the couch; "It's good to know your mistakes, children love strange things, and the uncle will not punish you, but now that you are so drunk that you have a dream, how dare you be greedy for sex in the future? "Yuyou sat sideways on the side of the bed with his sleeves flicked, looking at the boy he was bringing up with one hand, as if my family had the illusion of a child growing up, the child knew his mistake and knelt on the bedside, and the loving mother took pity on her and worried; I dare not...but..." The young man had doubts in his eyes, and he didn't know whether to ask it. Yuyou loved himself since he was a child, and he promised to tell him. He made up his mind, so he tentatively asked: "Uncle... Guanzhong... "; In the concept of fate, disciples should not mention that matter, because they are afraid that the young man will be hurt. But if the young man insists on pursuing something, he must know the result and not be good. He softened his voice and asked earnestly: "But if you think about it, you don't know. Can't do it anymore?"; the young man didn't answer but nodded his head vigorously, Yuyou had no choice but to compromise: "Forget it, anyway, you will know sooner or later..." She bent over to pick up the teapot and poured a cup of tea, and handed it to the In the young man's hand, he said to him: "A few days ago, your second senior brother Chi Yao...betrayed the master's sect and stole the Lingyun forbidden device Soul Gathering Cauldron, and now his whereabouts are unknown..."; holding the teacup in his hand, he slightly Shocking, the tea was originally warm, but when it overflowed, it seemed extremely hot, the young man's mouth turned red, and his heart throbbed: "Impossible, the second senior brother will never betray the sect!" Yan Ziyao thought about his worst thoughts I think, it's nothing more than life and death, or close relatives or other things, but I never thought that the person who carried himself to the moon and returned home in the night would steal the forbidden weapon and betray the teacher, he would not!also can not……

"I don't believe that Chi Yao would do this either... It's just that facts speak louder than words. I just hope that your elder brother can find him as soon as possible and ask why..." She also watched Chi Yao grow up, and his behavior has always been Steady, there is nothing too much, if Chi Yao steals other ordinary magic weapons, it will be fine, but the Soul Gathering Cauldron is really an extraordinary thing, it is a Lingyun forbidden weapon, if it falls into the hands of a caring person, it will be destroyed in the dark. When ghosts haunt the Zhongyuan, they will absorb all souls and practice the evil method of immortality, causing yin and yang to lose their law, and evildoers will appear. Who can stop it at that time?

"Does the master know?" Yan Ziyao clenched his teacup tightly with both hands and drank the remaining warmth, forcing himself to be calm and composed. When things happen, you need to be calm and don't panic. It's just stealing the forbidden weapon and betraying the master. If you find it back, not to mention that you will be apologetic with death, you will also be crippled, and you will be like a cripple, and you will have no celestial karma...

"No, your uncle Yudu and I persuaded Yuling and Yuxiu to hide it from your master for the time being, and only sent your senior brother to find someone. Besides, it will take ten years for your master to retreat. Don't bother him too much." Retrieving the teacup from the boy's palm, holding the boy's red hand, and gently stroking it, she could see that the boy in front of him was obviously worried, but he still pretended to be strong. When did you learn to hide your emotions?Thinking carefully about his half-adoptive mother, he is really not competent enough; "That's good... that's good..." Whether it's true that he's young and old, or he's pretending to be a hypocrite, there are no worries in front of people. It has been engraved in his heart since he was born, even if he is worried about that person, he can only feel palpitations for a moment, and then treat him as usual, and the two don't have much to say.

Since then, Lingyun Temple has lost a stable and good helper, and also lost a idler, and the whole Yufu Mountain seems to be missing something. The disciples never mentioned it, as if that incident never happened. Yan Ziyao also hid himself more deeply while waiting. He practiced Qihuang art and qin, flute and wind music at Yudu. The bamboo forest of the concubine of Xiang, don't let him grow weeds, especially remember that day, the young man tasted the fragrance of wine slightly, hungover and lay on his knees, the young man eagerly looked forward to it, and hoped that when the two returned home, the scenery would remain the same, and the people would be the same , it’s just that what comes with this longing is not the return of old friends, but the passage of time and the change of things...

The love of youth is the same as before, but the elegance is more prominent. In the forest of concubine Xiang, the flute is rustling, and occasionally there are leaves rustling in the wind to accompany it. It is rare; After many years of wind and rain, the rocks have become smoother, and there are plain clothes and enchanting pouring on them, and they drank all the wine: "I think this book refers to people like the little uncle."; fingertips slowly Slowly forgot about the agility, stopped the melodiousness in the bleakness, and approached the cliff a little bit, he said softly: "People say that cultivating the Tao and becoming an immortal is as solemn as Buddha's majesty, but how come you, Nephew Ping'er, the more you cultivate, the more seductive your words and deeds are?" Pretty?"; "If you can win someone's heart, it doesn't matter if you look like a demon." Ping'er drank the wine in the jug, took another pot and opened the seal, she straightened her clothes and stood up, walking gracefully to the boy's side in the wind Standing still, he handed the jug over: "Do you want a drink?" After Chi Xiao left, Ping'er suddenly understood what caring is, and why people in the world are willing to promise each other life and death for love. From now on, I am alone and worry about the end of the world. From now on, I will seek drunkenness at any time, or you can accompany me in my dreams; "No... wine is poisonous to the intestines, and it often makes things wrong. You... drink less, otherwise Master Yuxiu will definitely not let you off." Ruge years have created a young man with a delicate face, a slender figure with broad shoulders, and jade strands of cloud pattern around his waist, a little thin, but Wen Shaoqing sighed: "And It's sunset..."; "Anyway, with you here, I will not let Master punish me." Ping'er went back to the stone bed and lay down, with clouds and clouds in his eyes, and he drank pear blossoms lightly, and said with a smile: "This Xifeng is lonely and tall, with a different style every day at sunset, tell me, will he come back with his sword riding on the sky full of clouds and clouds?"; "I don't know if he will come back with the clouds and clouds all over the sky, but I know, big brother will definitely come back." I will return safely with my second senior brother." The evening breeze was blowing, but he was returning slowly, the young man suddenly thought of something, looked into the distance, and remained silent; "Little uncle, remember...find him for me... ..." In a few days, Yan Ziyao will be eighteen years old. According to Lingyun's ancestor system, he can enter the world of mortals to practice. He doesn't want to say goodbye. He only hopes that the young man will keep his promise, and look up at the sky. Three mountains and five mountains The ups and downs are continuous, and you can ask the scattered clouds lightly, can you have a leisurely god?