[Old Nine Gates] N Different Buddhas and Ba Ye

"It's a cold day, and there are no guests..." Xiaoman muttered that he couldn't open his mouth, and took a broom in one hand to clean the fallen leaves in front of the gate. His fingers were red from the cold, and he heard footsteps from afar. A pair of crow blue satin uppers appeared in front of him, and when he looked up, it turned out to be his eighth master.

"Baye, my dear grandfather, you scared me to death!" He said half complaining and half joking, but seeing that the amiable Baye in the past was cold and pale today. The air around people is filled with biting chill and slight bitterness.

His intuition told him that something was wrong with Master Ba!

Even in those days when people made trouble and broke the scene, and the Japanese came to kidnap people, they never had such an attitude. "Ba Ye..." followed Qi Huan tentatively, not daring to make a sound, for fear of disturbing him.

Just when he was worried, Ba Ye stopped.

"Little Man..."

"Hey, I'm here,"

His voice revealed a burst of fatigue, and he remained silent for a while, clenched his fist in front of his chest, as if he was thinking about something, and then asked, "How long have you been with me?"

He counted carefully with his fingers, for fear of disturbing Ba Ye at this time, "I came to the Qi family at the age of seven, and now... nine years."

Looking forward to Ba Ye's next words, he was curious about why he asked this question, but he couldn't wait for an answer.

"The listing is closed."

"it is good."

Turning around and walking towards the door, he suddenly reacted.Wait!How do you say close the door?

I hurried back to ask, but I was afraid that Ba Ye would be angry, so I hesitated, "The door is closed... it won't open..."

The man had already entered the inner hall, pushed the triple door back and forth, there was a burst of creaking sound from the door, and a sentence came from afar, "The sign is not open, and the door is closed to see no visitors."

Xiaoman was very obedient, he put out the closing sign, and was about to close the door, but a hand came in, startled him, and looked out through the crack of the door, "Who!"

"I!"

"Adjutant Zhang?"

"Xiaoman... cough cough." Zhang Rishan's face was flushed, as if he was out of breath from running, "I'm looking for Master Ba." He put one hand on the door, letting his breathing gradually calm down.

He hurriedly helped him into the hall. After all, Adjutant Zhang came here frequently in the past, so he was considered an acquaintance after coming and going. He handed him a cup of hot tea to relieve his coldness, "Eighth Lord is in the room, and he ordered no visitors."

"No see..." Blowing on the steaming tea, he wondered if something really happened to Master Ba.

Seeing that he was extremely tired, Xiao Man stopped bothering him, "Adjutant, drink tea first, and I'll close the door."

"it is good."

As soon as Xiaoman left, he put down his teacup and sneaked into the inner hall, "Baye, Baba, you don't invite me to eat sugar and oil cakes, you are really sorry for my caring.

Running on tiptoe all the way, for fear of kicking the military boots under his feet, he looked very funny.

"Adjutant? Adjutant Zhang?" Xiao Man's call came from the front hall, as if he was curious about where he went.

At this time, the advantage of his long legs was revealed, and he quickened his pace, his lips curled up, his peach eyes rose, and he smiled as if he had succeeded in a prank, a rare look of a teenager playing around.

He Zhang Rishan is a person who will not give up until he achieves his goal, how can he go back so easily if he doesn't see Ba ​​Ye.

The toes of the military boots stepped on the stone floor, making a slight sound, and the eighth master's bedroom was directly in front of him, but he was nervous for no reason, and his steps slowed down, his heart was beating up and down.

Boom, boom, boom—

dong dong——

The palm touched the left chest, and the heartbeat was frighteningly loud, as if a sentence came from the depths of the chest: I want to see him, you want to see him.

His mind has drifted far away, his brain is blank, and his whole body seems to be broken. If he moves a mirror at this time, he can see himself smiling like a fool.

Before meeting Ba Ye, it seemed as if he heard him calling him an idiot, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but grow wider.

When he came back to his senses, he was already standing outside the door, his inexplicable nervousness made him swallow his saliva, he slapped his face with a slap, and cursed: "I'm really lost my mind!" Bai Yu's face turned red immediately, But there was a hint of sweetness in my heart.

Pushing open the door and entering to play tricks on Ba Ye, but the room was empty in broad daylight, the beds were neatly folded, the brazier was cold, and no one knew where they had gone.

Ended up with joy in vain, the throbbing in my heart dissipated without a trace, "Where did you go?"

He turned Qi's mansion upside down, making Xiaoman ask him to leave the mansion, "Adjutant Zhang, I beg you, Baye ordered no visitors!" Half of his body was hung on Zhang Rishan's body. One of the shoes was lost, and it was dragged around most of the yard like this.

"Adjutant, Adjutant Zhang!"

"After seeing Eighth Master, I will plead guilty with him. It has nothing to do with you."

His face was full of frost, and he became more solemn as he ran all over the yard without any clues.

Now that the entire mansion has been searched, not even the latrine was spared, but not even a strand of Eighth Master's hair was found, so Xiao Man admires his Eighth Master even more.

He was dragged away for half an hour, stumbling and dying along the way, so he could only beg for mercy, "Adjutant...don't bother, when Ba Ye doesn't want to see anyone, he can't find anyone."

He looked at the fallen leaves in the pool, and turned around in the water endlessly, just like his own heart, tightly held together, but it was no longer on the deity, and flew to the side of that person.

"Baye——"

"Eighth Lord—"

There was an echo in the courtyard, Xiaoman was made trembling by him, threw himself on him, and wailed: "My adjutant Zhang! Please stop shouting, let me live."

Even yelling a few times, with a dry mouth, did not have any effect. Seeing that he had shut up, Xiaoman was relieved, but he would go too far in the next second.

"Qi Huan—"

"Ancestor!"

He fell to the ground on the spot, and only begged for Ba Ye to show up later, and not to fine him a year's worth of dim sum.