After death with the master

Before Ning Sui could speak, Zhou He gently stroked his hair.

Then Ning Sui noticed something brushed his scalp and slipped to the end of his hair.

He paused, turned his head to look, and saw Zhou He holding a wooden comb in his hand: "..."

He frowned.

Zhou He smiled: "You can treat me like a girl, as long as you don't feel hot eyes."

ill.

Ning Sui turned back to continue with his own business with a blank expression.

He thought Zhou He must be sick.

Don’t even understand metaphors?

Zhou He lowered his head and continued to comb his hair. His movements were not very proficient, after all, he had only been combed a few times by others, and the targets were all Ning Sui.

At that time when Ning Sui was young, Zhou He didn't have much of a mind. He was so annoyed by this little kid with disheveled hair and a black suit wandering in front of him like a ghost. He must tie his hair up. Or shave him off and become a monk with quiet and resentful eyes.

But he didn't comb it a few times, Ning Sui tied his hair up every morning.

Although...it's not very good-looking, but it's more comfortable than his disheveled hair.

But not now.

Zhou He looked at Ning Sui's fair neck, the bones protruding from his lowered head, especially the black hair and black clothes, Zhou He felt itchy.

want to touch.

want to kiss.

want to bite.

She wanted to kiss and lick all the way along that bump, she wanted to hold Ning Sui in her arms, and she wanted to rub his hair around his seemingly fragile nape of neck.

Zhou He suppressed all thoughts and desires that would scare Ning Sui.

He knew that the child was sure that he liked him, but he also knew that his Ningning didn't know what kind of terrible delusions he was hiding.

It's almost like a wish.

Zhou He tried his best to shift his gaze to look at Ning Sui's profile.

Ning Sui was carving that piece of jade seriously. Rao was not so serious when he was making his first puppet.

Zhou He rolled his eyes.

He guessed that Ning Sui was going to send him off.

Although he didn't know what Ning Sui wanted to carve, but as long as it was a gift from him, he would like it.

Especially since he is so serious.

The two silently stood combing their hair while the other sat and carved jade. The candles in the house were flickering. Disciple two.

When Ning Sui received the last sum, Zhou He also let go of his hair.

Ning Sui raised his hand to touch it, and felt the hair band and the raised embroidery thread on it.

He didn't speak, but just handed the small work in his hand to Zhou He.

Zhou He lowered his eyes and raised his eyebrows.

It is a very small crane.

It's a bit like his little black.

Ning Sui's carving is very good, the little crane stands in his hand like a living thing.

Pretty and cute.

Ning Sui said: "This is the first time someone gave me something."

His tone was flat: "So I will send you off."

Zhou He paused, then rolled his eyes.

He understood what Ning Sui meant.

This was the first time a stranger gave him something, so for Ning Sui, this piece of jade was more precious than the thousand-year-old cold jade and ten-thousand-year blood jade in his family's vault.

Ning Sui wanted to give Zhou He such a precious thing.

Zhou He took it and said solemnly, "I like it very much."

He tilted his head and said very seriously: "Why don't you call me Xiaolu."

Ning Sui looked at his sincere and serious eyes: "...?"

Ning Sui suddenly remembered the thing that Zhou He almost had his name revived back then.

At that time, Yu Jiabu figured out that he had a relationship with Zhou He. His father wanted him to live, so he took him into the Mountain of No Return. At that time, he planned to ask Zhou He to rename him to ensure his safety and success. .

What did Zhou He say at that time?

He said that he didn't have time to think about it, and he didn't have the time to think about it. The master-student relationship between them was like dew, and it disappeared in a blink of an eye.It also made Ning Jing feel awkward for a while.

Now Ning Sui has an idea.

Fortunately, they are Lushui master and apprentice.

Otherwise he might be called Ning Hei or Ning Bai.

Zhou He took Xiaolu into his arms, and seeing that he was silent, he asked him, "Do you like it?"

Ning Sui was shocked by the phrase "little green" and didn't react for a while, it was Zhou He who raised his hand to touch his hair tied up by Zhou He, and Ning Sui came back to his senses.

Zhou He's ability to tie his hair was indeed not very good, he only tied Ning Sui into a ponytail, making Ning Sui's already cold face even colder.

But Zhou He's own hair was tied up casually with a white jade crown, and a large piece was left loose behind him, looking like a fairy.

Ning Sui looked at him for a while, then unmoved the hair tie on his head expressionlessly.

He looked down at the black hairband, and as expected, it was embroidered with runes.

Ning Sui didn't need to ask, Zhou He could answer him: "It's not a powerful spell, it's just to stabilize your soul and nourish your soul."

Ning Sui's hand holding the hairband tightened slightly.

It is indeed not that powerful, but this gift is also very thoughtful.

Ning Sui's separation from Wu Biao means that his soul has been separated a little bit, and he is standing here dragging his broken body.

The matter of incomplete soul sounds scary, but it is actually not a big problem.

At least Ning Sui's current problems are that his strength is much weaker, he sometimes coughs a few times when he is exposed to the wind, and then his spirit is always a little poor, other than that, there are no other problems.

After all he is dead.

But Zhou He would care about these small things.

Ning Sui didn't move, Zhou He smiled and teased again: "What? Are you going to ask me to tie you again?"

Ning Sui took the hairband with his right hand, then raised his left hand, exposing his left wrist.

The wrist of his left hand was also wrapped with strings, one after another. Although it was a bit messy, it was more orderly than the messy strings between the fingers of his right hand.

The wire was wrapped around his weak wrist and wrist, but it didn't strangle him.

But it's also very nice.

Zhou He twirled his fingers, using the shadow cast by his long eyelashes to cover up the darkness in his eyes with the night outside the window and the dim candlelight inside.

With Ning Sui's current figure and his current wrist thickness, he can easily hold both of his hands with one hand.

Zhou He thought casually.

Ning Sui lowered his head to untie his own string, Zhou He didn't quite understand what he wanted to do for a while, so he hugged his arm and watched.

Until he saw Ning Sui wrap the hair tie around his wrist, and then rewrap the dozen or so lifting threads around the head tie a little bit.

Then Ning Sui lowered his hands, and the wide robe covered his white wrists and the back of his hands completely, only a little bit of fingertips were exposed.

Zhou He paused, not understanding why Ning Sui did this: "...This is a hair band, not a sweat towel."

Ning Sui was expressionless: "I don't sweat."

Zhou He laughed, raised his hand and rubbed his head, and when he saw Ning Sui's drooping brows and eyes that looked a little docile, he immediately understood.

If his hair is tied up, it will be difficult for Zhou He to touch his head, after all, it will mess up his hair, but if his hair is kept loose like this, Zhou He can do it whenever he wants.

Zhou He was always worried about Ning Sui's resentment and a little disgust towards anyone's physical contact, so he always restrained himself.

But now look...

It's because he thinks he's right and he's worrying too much.

Zhou He: "Want to play?"

He said softly: "When I came, I saw that the road was very lively, and there seemed to be some performances to watch."

Ning Sui shook his head: "Noisy."

Zhou He was not surprised, and asked again: "Then do you want to eat moon balls? I see that there are cheese traps nearby."

When Ning Sui heard this, he frowned.

He had only seen moon balls of Wuren and Bingtang in the capital, and this was the first time he had heard of cheese traps.

Not only that, seeing him frowning, Zhou He smiled and counted for him: "There are jujube paste, bean paste, sausage, roast chicken, abalone..."

"Don't frown." Zhou He nodded with a dumb smile: "You can't eat it to death."

Ning Sui didn't really believe it. Although he didn't care about these things, he would eat them in front of him, but he had never seen or heard anything.

Zhou He thinks Ning Sui like this is very cute. Although Ning Sui didn't show any emotions, Zhou He can sense what others can't: "The south still eats meat dumplings and folded ears."

Zhou He said: "Zheergen is the herbal tea that your Uncle Wuyu brought you last time, remember?"

This time, it was really a long time ago.

Ning Sui thought for a long time before he remembered that there was herbal tea in his impression.

However, Ning Sui was able to recall it because the memory was bitter.

"Herbal tea is good." Ning Suiping said flatly, "Better than the previous ones."

Back then, he also drank the pot of herbal tea that smelled more bitter than his mother's traditional Chinese medicine without changing his face.

Zhou He covered his lips and laughed a few times, his brows and eyes were bright: "Cold and fold the ears."

Ning Sui paused, then frowned again, but didn't feel disgusted: "I haven't seen it before."

He has gradually become like he was in Wugui Mountain back then, and he has gradually become more talkative: "I have never seen it before when I was traveling."

"Not urgent."

Zhou He hooked his neck and led him to the window: "If you are curious, we can go to Wugui Mountain to get the Xuefeng Wujinmu and then go south. The weather there is good, so we can walk faster. Maybe we can spend the winter there.”

Ning Sui was silent for a moment, and under Zhou He's expectant eyes, he finally said it: "I want to go to the capital."

This was the first time after he came back from the dead that he didn't follow what Zhou He said, but it made the smile in Zhou He's eyes brighter: "Well, listen to you."

Zhou He let go of his neck, and casually hooked his handle with his lowered hand, which caused the back of Ning Sui's hand to slip between his fingertips.

Ning Sui's breathing slowed down almost instantly, and Zhou He raised his chin with a natural expression: "The weather is fine these few days, and the moon is also beautiful today."

Ning Sui tried hard not to look at his hands, but raised his eyes to the full moon outside.

The cool and elegant moonlight fell on his eyelashes and the side of his face, like thin gray clouds illuminated in the night sky, hazy Ning Sui's face.

Zhou He leaned against the window, looking at him intently and tenderly.

In the past 200 years, Zhou He has seen countless times of ups and downs, and spent more than 200 Mid-Autumn Festivals.

He was in the extreme north, with the magic weapon he made hanging beside him, and he used the magic weapon to peek at Ning Sui's peaceful sleeping face.

In fact, he has never felt anything in the past 200 years. He is not afraid of the cold, nor is he afraid of the cold. Loneliness and loneliness have been with him since he was conscious, so Zhou He really does not feel that there is anything missing.

But when he really met Ning Sui, Zhou He felt that he lacked everything.

He should have nailed himself and Ning Sui to death in the coffin.

No matter what the world says, and regardless of whether his Ning Ning will retreat because of this.

Anyway, with his ability, he can lock people by his side forever.

Zhou He lowered his eyes suddenly.

He covered the turbulent wind and cloud in his dark eyes, and twisted his hands under the sleeve robe with some force.

Until Zhou He noticed that Ning Sui's gaze was on him.

Zhou He looked up at Ning Sui naturally and easily, and met Ning Sui's eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything: "What's the matter? Or do you want to go out for a walk?"

Ning Sui's voice is always cold: "No."

"There's nothing to see in the moon," he said.

The moon is indeed beautiful.

It is round and beautiful.

Since ancient times, people have liked complete reunion.

But he is different.

He has no interest in any of these scenery.

Because they are not as good-looking as Zhou He's smile.

Zhou He looked at him, and suddenly understood his subtext.

It is true that Ning Ning is difficult to guess, but it depends on who guesses.

Zhou He's Adam's apple slipped, and the tyrannical cruelty that arose in his heart disappeared instantly.

It's like a piece of iron that doesn't dissipate heat at all, and it will be fine when Ning Sui gently blows it on.

What are you thinking.

Zhou He locked those into his bones again.

How could he make him afraid of him.

Zhou He no longer leaned against the window, he stood up and approached Ning Sui, and asked with a low smile, "You really don't intend to call me brother?"

Ning Sui, who still couldn't understand Zhou He's jumpiness: "..."

He looked at him blankly, and directly raised his right hand, exposing the hand full of strings to the air.

Zhou He was not afraid of him, but he still clicked to the end, and spread his hands regretfully: "Let's leave tomorrow?"

Ning Sui put down his hand: "Yes."

He turned his head and sat back on the soft bed, not noticing that Zhou He's gaze paused on his dropped sleeves.

One day he will tell Ning Sui not to show his not-sharp claws in such a way.

Zhou He went to help him clear the table in a good mood.

Children are especially easy to form habits.

Before leaving, Zhou He still ordered a table of fish, but this time Zhou He remembered to call Widow Chen.

The two sat in front of the table, and Chen Widow was drooling looking at the delicious dishes on the table, but he didn't dare to move his chopsticks first.

It was Zhou He who said, "What's the matter? Are the three of us the only ones who should care about the rules?"

He said sincerely: "Then I don't know how. I grew up in Ono, you know? I used to eat with my hands. Only rich people can afford chopsticks and spoons."

The patriarch was specifically Zhou He who was taken in that year. This matter cannot be recorded in the history books. Anyway, the first time Zhou He appeared in the history books was more than 3000 years ago. At that time, the Ning Dynasty was not as it is now. You can't be obsessed with creating and improving your own life.

After all, every day and every night, I have to be worried that I will become the food of the evil spirit in the next moment, and worry that I will be in the belly of the evil spirit as soon as I open my eyes.

Chen Widow was shocked at the fact that the gods lived such a poor life, but at the same time let go of himself and moved his chopsticks directly.

So he didn't notice that when Zhou He finished speaking, Ning Sui, who was sitting on the slum, gave Zhou He a sideways glance.

Zhou He met his gaze, and bent his eyes unconsciously: "Why are you sitting so far away? Come and eat together."

Ning Sui didn't move, Chen Widow felt that he would not make a sound, but he didn't want Ning Sui to answer coldly: "I won't be hungry."

Chen Qi stopped chewing the fish bones immediately.

He took a cautious look at Ning Sui.

Brother Ning has really changed a lot since he met Brother He...

"It's as if I'm going to be hungry." Zhou He said helplessly, "Come and taste."

Ning Sui still didn't move, his eyes moved away from Zhou He, and he propped his face to look at the street below.

This means that he will no longer speak.

Ning Sui was still the same as before.

It's the same as that Ningsui in No Return Mountain.

Even after so many years, even though he has experienced so many things, he has always insisted on himself.

After the two of them finished eating all the dishes on that table, Widow Chen went to check out, and Zhou He also left with him.

Ning Sui didn't think much, just leaned against the wall and closed his eyes.

His spirit is not particularly good today.

He lightly stroked the hairband on his wrist, his mind was full of the appearance of Zhou He he saw last night.

Like an illusion, or a phantom, he stopped at that glance, and his brain stopped functioning for a moment.

Zhou Heren hid in the darkness, and then he raised his eyes and showed him a familiar smile and gentleness, but Ning Sui still couldn't forget the chill he glimpsed from Zhou He's body at that moment.

Ning Sui frowned.

He thought maybe it was the black energy and resentment that surrounded Zhou He's body that day in Tanzhou that caused him to have such an illusion.

Ning Sui opened his eyes when he heard footsteps outside.

Then the door was pushed open by Zhou He.

Ning Sui looked down at the crowd coming and going with his usual downcast eyes, neither gave him his eyes nor opened his mouth, until Zhou He's pine green robe floated into his eyes.

Ning Sui looked at the black and golden crane with spread wings for so many years, and only then did he suddenly have an idea.

Why is it black and gold?

Before he could think about it, Zhou He said, "Open your mouth."

Ning Sui looked up at him, but didn't move.

Zhou He teased him: "Good boy."

Ning Sui raised his right hand expressionlessly, as if Zhou He would kill his teacher if he teased him again.

Zhou He had no choice but to show the little moon ball in his hand: "The crescent moon ball developed by this store itself, I think it sells pretty well, so I brought you one up for you to try."

Ning Sui looked down at the "moon group".

It was the first time for Ning Sui to see such a moon ball. The moon ball seemed to be somewhat transparent, and the stuffing inside could be vaguely seen.

Ning Sui raised his left hand and twisted the moon ball through the oil paper, brought it to his mouth and took a bite.

Sweet and soft.

It's like bean paste stuffing, and it's also like the pastry offered by the palace, but it's a little different.

"It is said to be made of glutinous rice." Zhou He watched Ning Sui unconsciously lick his upper lip, his voice was slightly hoarse, and his tone was very light: "Is it delicious?"

Ning Sui didn't notice his strangeness, and only commented calmly: "It's very soft, you should like it, you can buy it again."

Zhou He thought in his heart that I didn't bring it here for you to taste it for me, but his face was very calm: "Oh, unfortunately, you have the last one in your hand today."

Ning Sui paused, and finally handed out the moon ball that he had already bitten into in Zhou He's gentle gaze, and lowered his eyes.

Anyway, Zhou He had already bit into the candied haws he ate once.

Nothing.

Thinking of this, Ning Sui still couldn't help looking at Zhou He from the corner of his eye.

When he saw Zhou He holding his hand and lowering his head to bite the white moon, Ning Sui's mind buzzed for a moment.

He couldn't tell how he felt, it was just...

Ning Sui pursed his lower lip with a cold face for the first time.

He felt something stirring in his blood.

But couldn't calm down.

"Well," Zhou He twisted his fingers, looked at Ning Sui with a smile, "very sweet."

He was a little regretful that Ning Sui didn't seem to be shy no matter how funny he was, but he felt even cuter: "You eat."

Ning Sui looked at the moon ball left in his hand, and couldn't understand why Zhou He couldn't finish it in one bite: "...I don't want it anymore."

He said indifferently: "Taste it, you said it."

Zhou He felt even more regretful.

but it does not matter.

He lowered his head and finished eating the sweet and somewhat greasy moon balls. It took a long time, and children will always fall into the set in the future.

Besides...

There is no need to use this method in the future.

Zhou He casually bit the soft moon, and glanced at Ning Sui's thin, whitish lips, the expression in his eyes was extremely gloomy.

"Let's go."

Zhou He touched his head: "I have to go to Jiangzhou."

Ning Sui nodded.

There is a large vacancy on the border between Jiangzhou and Yuezhou, which is full of villages and towns. Even if the Ning Dynasty is now strong and rich, there will still be barren and desolate land.

Most of these places are the junctions between cities.

Most of the people living in these places are old-fashioned, and some even retain the habit of offering sacrifices to some gods.

This is not the same as making a wish to the river god on the river lantern. What these people enshrine are all monsters.

But as far as the current situation is concerned, these monsters dare not be presumptuous.

After all, Taoism is not vegetarian.

"Brother Ning, Brother He."

Seeing the two of them coming down, Chen Widow hurriedly greeted them: "I've made inquiries. Among the villages and towns we're going to pass through, there is only one town that has some weird customs, but it shouldn't be a big deal, and you won't see a powerful mystic. .”

All powerful mystics have seen Ning Sui, and Widow Chen knew that Ning Sui and Zhou He were in a special situation and had to avoid them, so he confirmed that there were no senior masters practicing hard in those barren places.

"But the custom in that town is really a bit creepy." Widow Chen said: "I heard that every child in their town has to take a drop of eyebrow blood and drop it in the altar when they are just born. They say that this can ensure a safe and smooth life. .”

As the three of them walked out, Widow Chen said to them, "The name of this town is also very strange."

Zhou He walked next to Ning Sui, separated Chen Widow from Ning Sui, and signaled him to continue.

Chen Widow didn't notice, but Ning Sui looked up at Zhou He, but didn't move or say anything.

Widow Chen: "What is that town called Chigui Town? It's so unlucky, it looks like a cult."

Zhou He raised his eyebrows: "I have been there."

Widow Chen: "...? Huh?"

Zhou He spread his hands: "I chose the name."

Widow Chen: "???"

Ning Sui: "..."

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