Changfeng crosses Baishi

The time for the mountain to be directly exposed to the sun was too short, and after half an hour, the sun hid in the clouds.The sunlight and shadows projected in the stream are also broken into several pieces from time to time, and then pieced together with the current to form shapeless shapes.

Xiao Baishi stood in the stream, kicking the water with the hem of his clothes tied around his waist.

The water droplets splashed on Ying Changfeng's face, he wiped it off, and just as he was about to say something, Xiao Baishi got even more aggressive and threw the water at him with his bow.Ying Changfeng had no time to defend himself, his hair was wet and stuck to his cheeks, making his complexion gloomy for a moment.

Xiao Baishi originally only wanted to tease him, to avenge his revenge for being shot.As a result, Ying Changfeng stood too close to him, Xiao Baishi couldn't control his strength, and suddenly changed from "gentle rain" to "torrential rain", drenching Ying Changfeng's head from inside to outside. I'm afraid I haven't been so embarrassed in a hundred years.

The dust-free demeanor of an expert in other worlds is gone, but now the hair can be wrung out, and the clothes are soaked and stuck to the body. Ying Changfeng raised his head, and there was no trace of tenderness.

Even his eyes were frosty, condensing a chilling killing intent.

Xiao Baishi stammered all of a sudden: "I... I didn't mean... Ah!"

The words ended in a splash of water, Xiao Baishi instinctively wanted to hide, but thinking that Ying Changfeng's actions must have a purpose, he had to coax him if he was annoyed.Thinking so, Xiao Baishi didn't dare to dodge immediately, closed his eyes and accepted the move abruptly, water was hanging from the corners of his brows and eyes.

He Ying Changfeng immediately made a pair of drowning mandarin ducks.

He was temporarily covered by the water mist, and he stretched out his hand to wipe it away without hesitation. When his vision became clear again, Xiao Baishi saw that Ying Changfeng bent down to remove his shoes and socks, and was about to step into the stream——

"Hey, it's too cold!" Xiao Baishi stopped him repeatedly, and approached the shore with one foot shallow and one deep to catch the wind.

But Ying Changfeng didn't realize it, and went straight into the water.

The place where the stream touches the bank is only ankle-deep. Ying Changfeng didn't hold up the hem of his long gown like Xiao Baishi did—maybe he thought it was ugly and not elegant—he just stood there, as if he couldn't feel the piercing stream at all, and raised his pair of amorous eyes. Eyes, although there is no smile, but also full of silence.

The sun was covered by dense branches, dusk was coming soon, there were no reeds here and the sky was green, but Xiao Baishi felt that Ying Changfeng stood in the water and looked at him, so he responded to that sentence.

Follow it backwards, and the road is long and long; follow it backwards, just in the middle of the water.

The so-called Yiren... Wan in the middle of the water.

He stretched out his hand to signal, and Ying Changfeng grabbed it, and walked two steps to be side by side with him.

The hem of Ying Changfeng's clothes was soaked, and the scar on the ankle bone that had been burned by the demon fire seemed to be much lighter in color in the water. At this moment, his round toes were kicking a stone at the bottom of the stream at a loss.

Playing with water is a child's trick. Although he grew up by the sea, Xiao Baishi thought that Ying Changfeng was probably mature and prudent when he was a child, and he disdained these tricks.

Xiao Baishi was different, he was used to wild in the mountains since he was a child, and he was good at getting into the water and up the trees.These are part of his liberating nature, the world is vast, even in the mundane world, as long as there are mountains and waters, there will be an eternal aura, but you will always get something if you follow it.

He never retreated and meditated, and he didn't like meditating too much. He spent all his time searching for the essence of the sun and the moon in the Cuiwei back mountain. Mountains and water taught him more than those classic Taoist histories.

Xiao Baishi suddenly figured it out at this moment, he just practiced differently from others, it's not that he didn't do nothing.

"What are you thinking?" Ying Changfeng's voice woke him up.

Xiao Baishi didn't speak, but he moved his fingertip with hidden strength in his hand, a stream of clear spring from the stream reversed the trajectory of his movement, gently climbed up to his fingertip, obediently wrapped around his fingertip, a small bubble was condensed by Xiao Baishi.

Although the technique of controlling the five elements of water and fire is not uncommon, it can be seen that Xiao Baishi can do it with his bare hands without using spells or magic weapons, and he doesn't even have a single formula. .He stretched out his hand to poke the bubble, and the texture was not fragile, and it was sunken as he poked it——

It's soft, like some kind of half-set... that moves!

The bubbles suddenly clung to him, Ying Changfeng was taken aback, he couldn't hold back his hand, and watched the bubbles unfold and flatten, covering the back of his hand, forming a thin protective film .

Ying Changfeng wondered, "How did you do this?"

"I created it myself!" Xiao Baishi's words were very ostentatious, "I used to talk to animals at most, but recently you stimulated my potential, and between the swords, I discovered that I can drive animals without blood as a medium. The fish in the river... So I thought, since mountains and rivers have spirits, why not give it a try?"

When he spoke, the bubble changed into various shapes, and finally as the voice landed, it was frozen into a round stone shape, and then burst with a "bang".

The water splashed onto the hands of the two people, Ying Changfeng lifted it up to observe the skylight, but he still couldn't figure out why.

He is a master of swordsmanship, but he doesn't know anything about these "heretical ways".What Xiao Baishi said seemed to make sense, but it was beyond his acceptance, and it sounded like...

Ying Changfeng shook off the water droplets on his hands calmly, half-casting his eyes: "Do you know spiritism?"

Xiao Baishi didn't notice the wrongness in his tone, but felt that what Ying Changfeng said seemed to be hiding some key information.He didn't care and said, "Is this spiritism? I was born with a little bit."

Ying Changfeng relaxed a bit: "How do you say that?"

Xiao Baishi raised his fingers slightly, and the branches on the bank were still without wind. He and Ying Changfeng looked over and said softly: "You know I was not conceived by my mother, but when I was born, my father said that I cried a lot. At that time, a few deer on the mountain behind Cuiwei actually ran outside a leaf of duckweed, and looked at them for a long time with trepidation. My father doesn’t know psychics, so I don’t know what they think, but he carried me out, and those deer only had to look at me. Let go and return to peace."

"It must be your crying that conveys something." Ying Changfeng said.

Xiao Baishi said: "Maybe that's the case. When I got older and heard about this, I stopped crying casually. Usually, there are very few people or things that can touch me. Until..."

After I met you, I couldn't suppress the time I liked.

The unprecedented emotion in the heart was almost swollen, it was sore and painful, and it couldn't wait to pour out, so it became a burst that had not shed tears for a long time.

From then on, it seemed that she finally had complete five senses and seven emotions, and became a real person.

The sun was shining brightly, illuminating the last lingering clouds before dusk.

Before Xiao Baishi finished speaking, Ying Changfeng touched his hand, and the two of them came together tacitly.Although he didn't say anything clearly, Xiao Baishi didn't intend to force Ying Changfeng to admit it.

He thought that Ying Changfeng might have a crush on him, at least in this world, if Ying Changfeng had never had a crush on anyone else, then he was a special one.Instead of comparing himself with others, Ying Changfeng would smile at him, revealing a childish side that must be vengeful.

The window paper was crumbling before it was punctured, but none of them did it first.

At first Xiao Baishi was not very happy, but then he thought, none of them could talk about this with Xiao Heyan.The son and the Taoist couple who were snatched back got together for no apparent reason. If word got out, Cuiwei Mountain would lose all face.

What's more, now, what's going on outside the mountain is unknown.

If the contradiction between the pure heart and the red world is imminent, the identities of Ying Changfeng and Xiao Heyan, coupled with this matter, will immediately trigger a turmoil in the world.

Anyway, Ying Changfeng was with him, so what does it matter if he tells others or not?

Thinking this way, he was led by Ying Changfeng to the middle of the stream.Here lies a dead ancient tree, hollow, most of which is decayed and covered on a huge stone.The ancient trees were not too wide, and they could not cross the stream. Because of the sun, the moss on the top was not as dense as the shore.

Ying Changfeng sat down, patted the side, and Xiao Baishi sat down in a good manner.

After soaking in the water for a long time, the feet were cold, Ying Changfeng simply bent his legs and put them on the dead wood, the soles of the feet rubbed the moss casually, and a large area was wet.

His shoulder was pressed against Xiao Baishi, and after a while, he raised his head and leaned against Xiao Baishi's shoulder, his hair tie stuck to the back of his head, Ying Changfeng stretched out his hand to untie it, and immediately black hair covered half of Xiao Baishi's body.

"Tired?" Xiao Baishi asked, as if Ying Changfeng rarely leaned on someone's side.

Ying Changfeng always stands like a pine, with a straight back, never bows his head easily, and never shows any dependence or fragility.

After being asked, Ying Changfeng shook his head, and leaned over to kiss Xiao Baishi's side face.When the two of them are alone, he always makes a few small gestures, properly controlling the degree of charm, in the unclear zone between presumptuousness and ambiguity, but it makes Xiao Baishi's heart warm all of a sudden.

He held Ying Changfeng's hand instead, hugged Ying Changfeng from behind, and rested his chin on the other's shoulder.

Xiao Baishi said: "Recently I always have nightmares."

Ying Changfeng reacted, and said "um" in a low voice, and the ending sound rose lightly.

"Dreams all have the same content. We were bumped into by our father, and then many people said that it was not good, and it was against the principles of ethics... Later, the whole Jianghu actually united and started chasing us." Xiao Baishi laughed suddenly as he spoke. He made a sound, "I took you to run, and you have no cultivation, we don't know where to go. We escaped in disgrace, and you still have time to suspect that I am irregular, and you can tell me off—"

Ying Changfeng: "Am I so poor and fastidious in your heart?"

"Isn't it?" Xiao Baishi asked back, without waiting for him to answer, he continued, "Every time we have a nightmare, we hide in a cave, and there is a deep pool in it, which is very cold. There is a stone platform in the middle, which looks very familiar."

Ying Changfeng asked cautiously: "Did you see it in Cuiwei Mountain?"

Xiao Baishi denied it: "No, it seems that I made it up. We wanted to go to the stone platform, and my father's spirit came in. The entrance of the cave was smashed to pieces, and the pool water rose..."

"how?"

"We both drowned."

After Xiao Baishi finished speaking, he laughed first.

Originally, he was a little nervous, but when the absurd ending came out, Ying Changfeng laughed outright.

His laughter was as deep as when he spoke, but it was vague, and he couldn't hear it clearly unless he got close.Before Xiao Baishi was allowed to discern his feelings, Ying Changfeng stopped, and said: "I think a lot."

"I……"

Xiao Baishi was about to refute that it was all because you provoked him, but he stopped suddenly.

He knew the trajectory of the spiritual power flow in Cuiwei Mountain, but just now when the stream was turbulent, Xiao Baishi felt a pain in his chest out of thin air, as if the connection between himself and everything in the mountain was cut off for a moment.Immediately afterwards, it returned to normal, but Xiao Baishi's face turned blue and he looked unhealthy, and his breathing was short for a while.

Ying Changfeng sensed something was wrong and sat up straight: "What's going on?"

"I don't know..." Xiao Baishi nervously rushed into the station and entered the stream. He reached out his hand to touch the bottom, concentrating on finding out the clues from the stones and plants, but it disappeared like a drop of water into the sea in an instant.

He closed his eyes, and there was a voice roaring vaguely in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Dragon..." Xiao Baishi frowned, "Dragon... Dragon Yin...?"

Ying Changfeng asked, "Where is it?"

Xiao Baishi stood up, all the blood on his face was gone, as if he had spent a lot of energy on the investigation just now, his legs and feet softened and he sat down on the dead wood again, pointing to a valley in the southeast.

"Where is that place?" Ying Changfeng asked, he was not familiar with the terrain of Cuiwei Mountain.

Xiao Baishi: "Yes, where is the hot spring for you to bathe in."

Ying Changfeng was silent for a moment, then made a quick decision: "Go and see!"