Wang Yue Han

Yan Ziyao didn't want Jiang Zihan to be the first thing he saw when he woke up, so he helped Jiang Zihan to lie down, closed the door and went out without turning off the lights. As long as you are accompanied by this candlelight, you won't be in a dream. Lost it.

Can't sleep at night, Yan Ziyao saw some wood piled up in the corner of the wall, so he just hugged some and went outside Nian Ci Temple, beating in the dark by himself, Chi Yao's legs, without the wheelchair to accompany him, couldn't move even an inch Difficult to move, he asked Chi Yao, why didn't he heal, Chi Yao just laughed and said that it is difficult to be self-sufficient, and his leg was broken by a civet cat, there is no other way to get rid of Yi Jin, so he didn't want to hurt it. Others, he said, are alive and can squander their years wantonly, as long as you don't let yourself live with regrets; If he hadn't insisted on going his own way, maybe now, he is still practicing meditation in the Lingyun Temple, but fate is such a joke, let you meet fate, and then tell you how cruel the reality is; There was a cock crowing and a dog barking, Yan Ziyao had been busy all night, and gradually forgot his complicated thoughts. Now he is not uncomfortable, and the wheelchair is ready, but I feel sorry for that Jian Jingyue, who was used as a tool to vent all night; Yan Ziyao When Key finished cleaning up the debris on the ground, the sky became a little whiter again. He pushed the wheelchair to the door of Chiyao's room and put it away. Then he went to the window of the west wing as if worried, and gently opened the casement to look inside. , the residual candle in the house has been burned out, and Jiang Zihan is still lying on the bed without moving for a moment. Yan Ziyao closed the window sill and thought, "Is it possible that I have slept all night and still haven't woken up? But it shouldn't be, the law of symbiosis is being implemented. Finally, the recipient only needs three hours to wake up."; The vision is the most hazy when the day and night change, Yan Ziyao silently returned to the front yard and sat, resting his chin and thinking about whether he appeared somewhere when he was performing the law of symbiosis By mistake, some branches of the peach tree in the corner of the courtyard were covered with green seeds, and the residual flowers on the branches were crumbling, as if wanting to leave but reluctant to part; Then he woke up, and after getting dressed, he realized that Chi Yao's wheelchair was gone. What should I do?

Du Shiyu was very anxious, but Chi Yao said calmly: "Don't worry, you go to find Mr. Lu now, and let him bring it back to me when he goes to the city to buy medicine."; "That's fine, But I have to work hard on you, and stay on the bed for half a day." When Chi Yaochu was injured, he lay on the bed for several months before he could barely get up. Now that Du Shiyu thinks about that feeling, he feels extremely uncomfortable; "Now that I know It will be hard work, so why are you still sticking around?" Chi Yao smiled silently, in fact, he urged Du Shiyu not for anything else, but because he was afraid that when the time came, Du Shiyu would be burned by Lieyang if he didn't have time to return to the soul-gathering cauldron "Okay, okay, I'll go right away." Du Shiyu leaned over to put on his shoes and socks, and before leaving, he hugged Chi Yao and stole some incense, which made Chi Yao scold him for being shameless before he gave up; Du Shiyu went to open the door contentedly, Overwhelmed, he stepped out and just kicked Yan Ziyao's wheelchair at the door, so he unsealed the wheelchair first as a matter of course, of course, in a kneeling style; With a sound, Chi Yao hurriedly asked: "Shi Yu, what are you doing!"; He clearly remembered that there was no threshold in Chi Yao's house, so how could he trip over him?

After he saw clearly the thing he pressed, he became interested in the thing that caused him to fall, got up and tried to sit on it, this thing said he was a wheelchair, and it seemed to be different from what Chi Yao used before It's the same, but it can't be said, but it's quite comfortable to sit on. He didn't see any results, so he just pushed it into the room: "Chi Yao, look..."; Lie down in his clothes, looking at the exquisitely crafted wheelchair, he was also surprised: "Wheelchair? Where did you get it?"; "It's just at the door. I don't know if it fell from the sky. It's quite comfortable to sit on. Yes."; Du Shiyu was inadvertently joking, and Chi Yao rolled his eyes and stared at him: "The time is coming, so hurry up and remake it for me."; "Observe!" Du Shiyu said, helping Chi Yao firmly onto the wheelchair, After taking the opportunity to eat some tofu, he slipped into the soul-gathering cauldron without making a sound. Chi Yao shook his head again and again. He cleverly used the mechanism technique, and added some materials to make the wheelchair warm in winter and cool in summer. Needless to say, he also knew who made this thing. He lightly pressed the mechanism hub at the handle, and the axle and wheel would move by themselves. Gulu Gulu began to turn, as long as you gently shake the handle of the wheelchair, you can control the direction of movement. Chi Yao controlled the wheelchair and walked slowly outside the house, and said with a smile: "It's still my junior brother who loves me."; But it's no wonder For others, that mechanism is extremely mysterious, and not everyone can learn it and use it by themselves, but Chi Yao thought again, this is wrong, shouldn't Yan Ziyao be taking care of Jiang Zihan?How do you still have time to do this stuff?

The bright sun penetrated the dense leaf forest silently, Yan Ziyao just sat under the tree in a daze, staring at a few late blooming flowers and leaves in a daze, Chi Yao slowly wandered in a wheelchair: "Yao'er, what are you thinking?";" Second senior brother, what are you doing up so early? Why don't you take a rest?" Yan Ziyao answered irrelevant questions, got up to help push the wheelchair; Chi Yao leaned over and lit the stove next to him, and put the earthen pot filled with clean water on it, anyway. If you have nothing to do, it is better to drink tea and play chess. He watched the fire carefully, and asked indifferently: "Mr. Jiang is awake?"; Although Yan Ziyao felt guilty, he still pretended not to answer: "How could I I know, wasn’t it you who treated him last night?”; the tongue of fire gradually became stronger, and the clear water in the jar was steaming, Chi Yaofu asked again: “You really don’t know?”; Yan Ziyao avoided answering, and went to the side After picking up some firewood from the corner, Chi Yao lowered his eyebrows and sighed softly: "Forget it, if you don't know, you don't know, but I can tell you, Mr. Jiang, maybe he will just sleep like this."; Listen to Chi Yao sighed, and Yan Ziyao said in his heart: "I have crossed with him by the method of symbiosis. As long as I am not dead, how can he rest?"; He didn't know who he followed, so he decided to take another dose of strong medicine, and regretted it very much: "Oh... Yao'er, in fact, Mr. Jiang's injury itself is not serious. What I'm afraid of is him. He will feel disheartened, whether it is a human or a demon, once he has no attachment to this world of mortals, then he may decide to let himself sleep for a hundred years, a thousand years, or even ten thousand years. No matter how long a mortal lives, In just a few hundred years, maybe you and I will cut off all emotions and desires, and may be lucky enough to ascend to immortality, but Mr. Jiang is different from you and me. He was born as a demon, and he can live forever if he obeys the way of heaven. After all this love, if he can see it, it's okay, if he can't, maybe I really want to find a hidden place for him, so that he can sleep peacefully."; "Second senior brother, stop talking No matter how reasonable you say, there is still no possibility between me and him. I came to the capital this time to get rid of civet cats. I will not mention how dangerous and unpredictable the process is. You know it. I grew up in Yufu Mountain I grew up in high school, and in the future I will follow my master’s wish to cultivate into a fairy, besides, he and I are both men, I’m afraid I can’t bear this love..." Yan Ziyao sat paralyzed in front of the stone table, and another flower fell Blown down by the breeze, he grabbed the end of the remaining flower, and suddenly remembered the boy with the hairpin two years ago. At that time, he had just passed his birthday. So what about a man? So what if he is a demon? Is it really good to cultivate into a fairy? Although I don’t know what you have experienced, but you ask yourself, if you can really treat everything as a fleeting cloud, forget it after seeing it Is it?" Chi Yao didn't give Yan Ziyao any chance to refute, and continued to speak: "Some things don't have to be vigorous, but they can be unforgettable, because that's what your heart wants, Yao'er, your second senior brother, I have hated, I have complained, but I didn’t understand until I lost it. It turns out that all this is because of a word of love.”; A piece of feathers only add sorrow, a cup of new tea ceremony tells the story...

"Little Bamboo!" Chi Yao was about to speak again, when suddenly Lu Zhuofeng yelled from the west wing, and the teacup in Yan Ziyao's hand was shattered, and the palms and backs of his hands were burned red by the hot tea; I'll go and have a look, something may have happened in the West Wing!" The broken cup is unknown, but if nothing happened, Lu Zhuofeng should not be so eager to shout; "Little bamboo! Little bamboo!" Lu Zhuofeng said early in the morning When he got up, he wanted to see how Jiang Zihan was doing before going to the city to get medicine. He thought that Du Shiyu had said nothing happened, and Jiang Zihan would be much better even if he didn't wake up, but when he opened the door and walked to the bed, The corners of Jiang Zihan's lips were still bleeding, and the pillow and bedding had been soaked; he had known Jiang Zihan for hundreds of years, and he had never seen Jiang Zihan so bloody. He still clearly remembered the day when the fire burned Muyun, Liu Yiyun also bled profusely like this, so he went to the ghost gate once, so he panicked: "Little Zhuzi, you can't do anything wrong, you haven't had the wedding wine with me and Yiyun yet! Little Zhuzi..."; Zhuo Feng shook his hands, trying to stop Jiang Zihan's bleeding as much as possible, but no matter what he did, it would have no effect at all: "Little Zhuzi, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me...Little Zhuzi... ...".