[Hua Yang] Water and Moon

Du Tang Wuhen almost didn't look directly at him, he still packed up and sent him over, and then replaced the old things that hadn't been touched at all, and every time he went to buy fresh things, he would share with him, maybe someday he would Here comes the interest.

Until one day, when Tang Wuhen was recuperating for half a month due to his injury, A Li came to take care of him as usual, and carried the dried bedding and clothes across the temporary courtyard. He rubbed off the mask he always wore.

Only when he heard the sound of icy metal falling to the ground, Ah Li felt a mass of murderous aura rising up around him, causing the hairs on his body to stand on end. When he turned his head, he looked at a strange blue pupil— ——The extremely deep peacock blue is like a fine glaze, enclosing the spirit of a pool of clear water, a slight flicker can attract the attention of the surroundings, and Tang Wuhen's knife-sharpened face can also be seen in A Li's dazed eyes at the same time.

Tang Wuhen's face was full of haze, and rarely showed a very resistant expression. He quickly picked up the mask and covered half of his face again, and said sharply: "Go away."

Although the murderous intent was heavy, it was fleeting. Ah Li was startled by his bone-chilling voice, put down his things in a panic, and left, stepping on the dead leaves by the door. With a cold and sharp gaze, Mensen said sincerely, "I'm sorry, I forgot about it in a while."

He looked at his mask, as if he could see the strange pupil that might have brought bad memories, and himself reflected in it, his heart trembled involuntarily.

The corners of Tang Wuhen's tense mouth moved slightly, and he turned his back to leave him a tall and straight figure in black and black clothes. After a while, he suddenly whispered: "I scared you."

The voice was obviously still cold, but at this moment it was as light as a feather, even a little apologetic, Ah Li felt sour and shook his head: "No...it's beautiful...really."

Ah Li did not lie, the years of looking out from the tree and the wind blowing after A Niang left did not smooth out the blooming flowers in his heart, even if Tang Wuhen covered his face and denied his existence, what should be beautiful would be beautiful of.

A Li didn't ask about Tang Wuhen's past, and he didn't say a single word about the breathtakingly different pupils under his mask. The young disciple of the Five Poisons still kept smiling outside, only when he was alone, he frequently Thinking of his true face under the mask, he would be in a daze for a while involuntarily.

And Tang Wuhen, as if nothing had happened, was still as cold as a mech man.

Qu Linglong has always had a good eye, so she found the problem after just a few glances, so she went to find A Li, told him everything about Tang Wuhen's past situation, and warned him again not to pay too much attention to this person.

His mother was from a foreign country and died early. Tang Wuhen was bullied because of his mixed-race eyes since he was a child. Later, he entered Tangmen by chance, so he only took the seemingly most suitable path of being a killer.

Even though this coincided nine out of ten with his guess, Ah Li still felt sad to hear Qu Linglong's confirmation so bluntly.

He has seen many people who had a difficult childhood before. When he came to Tang Wuhen, the numbness accumulated over time actually created a puppet mech made of flesh and blood. His mind was as clever as Ah Li. No matter how he looked at it, he felt sorry for him, for him At the same time as being sad, touching the time spent in my childhood will also cause troubles.

There are obviously not so many differences between people, why did A Li meet Qu Linglong, and Tang Wuhen was trained to be a crossbow that only knows how to kill?It would be great if he changed, even if he couldn't change now, Nuan Nuan would warm him up.

Therefore, Qu Linglong warned him not only that he failed to do it, but also that he was more worried when he got together with Tang Wuhen. No matter how much he talked, he would feel a little depressed. He will send him away angrily without smiling normally.

Qu Linglong noticed that Ah Li was playing the flute out of tune and was absent-minded, but he didn't say anything. Whenever someone mentioned it, he would beat him with the flute to tell him to shut up.

A Li told Tang Wuhen whether it was near or far, he was used to his reaction, and Tang Wuhen also more or less memorized his tone of voice and gestures, and when it was necessary to cooperate with the inside and outside and make a move at the same time, A Li only needed to give As a secret signal, Tang Wuhen will perfectly cooperate with him quietly, even if A Li's insect flute is not in tune right now, he will take care of it as before, and never miss it.

On the other hand, A Li, sometimes a trance made a misjudgment, and Tang Wuhen had already hooked the god-man to his side with iron claws when he recovered, and the place where he stayed was either a trap or a hidden weapon.

No matter how alienated, there is still a tacit understanding, no matter how cold a person is, he is still a human being, and when he faintly touches the softness peeled off from his metal mask again and again, Ah Li feels a little dependent, as if as long as Tang Wuhen is around. If you are behind you, you will not miss, and with him, it is a safe and reliable guarantee.

When Ah Li got close to him, he could almost smell the coldness on his body, and almost forgot that he was only taking care of him when he was on a mission. In the cold rain, it seemed that only his chest was warm. Yes, even though in the next moment, Tang Wuhen threw him down, set up the crossbow and returned the color to the opponent.

The five-poison boy stabilized his emotions, played the worm flute for a month and finally returned to the right tune, but Tang Wuhen resigned from Qu Linglong and disappeared alone for several months, and then reappeared several months later, still so silent , the expression under the mask of cold light is still difficult to distinguish.

Only then did Ah Li know that sometimes Tang Sect disciples would receive orders from their superiors to complete some tasks alone. Some tasks were urgent and important, and even Qu Linglong was inconvenient to intervene and had to give way.

Tang Wuhen has always been a loner, even if he joined Xiaoyun, he is still a member of Tangjiabao after all, and there is no essential difference from other Tangmen.

A Li understands these truths, the more he gets along, the stranger he becomes sometimes, and the more he knows, he is not as open-minded as before. He even thinks that Tang Wuhen will one day be like his former partner, leave Xiaoyun and never come back.

Obviously passing by so many people, both close and distant, reckless and reliable, why is Tang Wuhen so disappointed?

Ah Li began to think that it would be better if he listened to Qu Linglong earlier.

When he was tangled in a daze on the low wall, Tang Wuhen looked for him for the first time, put a drawstring bag in his palm, and stepped back, looking at this butterfly-like, The boy who jumped down.

A Li opened it curiously, and when the rope was loosened, soft and fine sand leaked out from between his fingers like dry water, leaving a few beautiful crystal round colored stones. Naturally, stones are not rare, but the leaked sand was named Where did he come from—he had never been outside the customs, and when he mentioned this matter in his daily trivial words, someone remembered it, and he still remembered his behavior of buying rare things in the Central Plains wherever he went.

I often hear people from the Central Plains mention that encountering people and things is like picking things out of the sand, holding tightly but leaking a lot, it is better to loosen your palms and let what should be kept and what should be left go.

Is Tang Wuhen the one who will stay?Ah Li looked distracted, the small stone in front of him looked exactly like Tang Wuhen's covered eye.

Tang Wuhen didn't say anything more, as if the handful of sand and stones were just casually, watching from a distance coldly.

The young disciple of the Five Poisons stood there with a smile blooming on his lips, watching his slightly cloudy eyes staring directly at the palm of his hand, the bottom of his eyes shining brightly, as if reflecting the desert in the phantom far outside the pass.

The days are still so long, and they still have a lot of time, as long as he is still there, he will keep it well and don't care about that much.A Li was overjoyed and hid a few broken stones as if they were treasures, and never saw Tangmen's slightly warmer ice sculpture face through the cold mask.

After Qu Linglong took root in Yangzhou, she had no time to take care of A Li. On the one hand, Xiaoyun intended to recruit and reduce the number of personnel. In recent years, Tang Ting has mixed with many people who stir up disputes. Not to mention that business is more difficult than before, they secretly mercenary The matter of food has sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain, and there are people competing openly and secretly.

However, there are barbarians and foreign relatives in the imperial court who are colluding, Tiance and Shence are facing each other tit-for-tat, and the sects are overwhelmed by disputes in the rivers and lakes. For Xiaoyun, there is no official document or invitations and helpers from the great sects. Few things and people can't move.

Yangzhou, a seemingly peaceful place, is a place full of fish and dragons, which has blocked the trade between ports and canals, and has accumulated too many secret passages, which made Xiao Yun's several thorough investigations and settlements all in vain.Qu Linglong was about to let it go and leave Yangzhou, and when the time was right, she would go back and catch up, but Wanhua Valley wrote back, saying that some disciples would come to Yangzhou in the near future.

The one who replied was Shen Shuo, who was very good at making mechs and making troubles even more. Back then, Wanhua went out to travel and caused a lot of trouble, but he did something and helped Xiaoyun a little bit. For this reason On the first day, Qu Linglong was skeptical and decided not to leave for the time being.

In late autumn, the world seemed to be at peace, and A Li Deling wandered around a pharmacy every now and then, yawning and watching Dr. Li Ruo's account books pile up higher and higher. flower.

This Wanhua was about the same age as him, but she was wearing a beautiful smiling face but made people feel very indifferent, and beside her was a Daoist An Jing who was dressed in bright white. Let the pharmacy, which had been silent for a long time, become lively again.

A Li is still very well concealed, seeing that he has not long lived in a pharmacy and then took over most of the hall affairs, learning the art of Qihuang with the doctor and senior sister every day, and being assigned by the way, he is very busy; Looking at the other place in a blink of an eye, the Taoist priest practiced his sword intently in the courtyard all day long, every move was a serious martial art from the Central Plains, and he only watched A Li until his eyelids twitched.

A Li rubbed his eyes patiently, and after nightfall, he saw Wan Hua quietly going out to the pier to investigate and count the cargo of merchant ships, accompanied by the magic stick with one foot on the dark pavilion