no one knows better than me

Clap, clap, clack.

In the dense darkness, there seemed to be something suddenly sounded softly next door.Mei Hualan opened her eyes under the warm blanket, turned her head slightly, and seemed to want to get up to have a look.

At this time, Zhuang Qingliu, who was sleeping in a ball, suddenly put his arm around her, rubbed her shoulders, and said, "The one who stays in bed in the morning is the best."

Mei Hualan lowered her head slightly, laughed lightly, her hair fell silently from her shoulders, stretched out her arms and patted the person lightly for a while, then whispered: "You sleep with you, I'll get up and watch..."

Before she finished speaking, Zhuang Qingliu hooked her back, leaned over and kissed her twice with her eyes closed: "Be good with me."

As the night darkened, the cool wind blew back and forth, and the rainwater rushed over the tiles and fell in strands.The clicking sound from just now was only light, and then it stopped. Mei Hualan smiled lightly, bowed her head and hugged the person for a while, then lay on the pillow, closed her eyes, and fell asleep again: "Okay."

It rained heavily in the middle of the night, and Zhuang Qing's head was filled with the tick-tock sound that did not stop for a moment, but it was not rain that fell all night in her dream, but bright red blood.

Feeling a chill all over her body, Zhuang Qingliu suddenly opened her eyes. It was almost midnight outside, but Mei Hualan was sleeping three feet away from her...with the only thick blanket.

Without thinking about anything, Zhuang Qingliu shivered and leaned forward, wrapping himself into her arms and the blanket again.

However, the next time when she woke up from the cold, she and Mei Panpan reversed their sleeping directions, and it became that she was sleeping on the edge of the bed and Mei Panpan was sleeping against the wall.What remains unchanged is that the blanket is still wrapped around a certain baa.

"You're not good." Zhuang Qingliu leaned over and opened his arms this time, and pressed the whole beard into his arms, then wrapped the blanket around her ear and told her, "The one who doesn't roll up the quilt is the best." , did you hear that?"

Mei Panpan closed her eyes and bleated, "Yes."

Zhuang Qingliu stroked her curly eyelashes with satisfaction and raised her eyebrows. After tossing for a while, she fell down very sleepily and closed her eyes.Then, as no surprise, half an hour later, she was icy and stuck to the wall alone... Rolling, cold, rolling, cold.

At the beginning, Young Master Zhuang was able to persevere in striving for one roll, and then another roll, but then he was too sleepy, and finally curled up in the corner of the bed without moving, and fell asleep curled up in the cold and aggrieved.

Then he woke up completely, frozen into a flatfish.

Mei Hualan opened her eyes: "..."

"What are you looking at?" Zhuang Qingliu's eyes turned and he froze on the spot looking at her, "Your baby is frozen and needs to be hugged to heal."

"..." Mei Hualan paused for a moment, then immediately got up, covered her with the blanket, pulled her into her arms, and hugged her to Kaihua.

"So what's the matter with you? Do you have to roll the quilt every time you sleep?" Zhuang Qingliu looked like Mei Sigui, only her eyes could move funny, looked up at her chin and asked, "Then in the Lan's cave before?" Second time, you're not actually asleep? Pretending to be asleep?"

"..." Mei Hualan hugged her a little tighter, lowered her head and softly rubbed her back and forth, "I'm sorry."

Zhuang Qingliu looked at her bleating and teased her, "I won't forgive you unless you say something nice."

"..." Mei Hualan's eyelashes fluttered twice, and she lowered her head to gently stroke her hair.

"What's the matter, won't you say it?" Zhuang Qingliu rolled his eyes, "Didn't I teach you just now, your something has been frozen?"

Although Mei Panpan is very capable of pretending to be affectionate, when faced with Zhuang Qingliu's teasing, his ears are often red for a long time and he can't turn it around.He just leaned forward a little, and quietly put his head around her shoulder where he couldn't see it.

Zhuang Qingliu smiled slightly with her shoulders moving, and continued: "Don't you know, baby, the kind that everyone grabs, but that kind is the baby of many people." She turned her finger and pointed at herself, "And I , " Pointing to Mei Hualan, said, "It's just your baby right now, don't you want to call it your baby?"

Mei Hualan's hand on her back warmed silently, but she still didn't make a sound.

Zhuang Qingliu sighed, raised his eyes to look at a corner of the ceiling: "...you are a piece of wood."

When she finished speaking this time, Mei Hualan suddenly called out in a flat voice: "Baby."

Zhuang Qingliu's eyelids twitched, and she suppressed the ending sound and her five-foot-thick skin and said, "Well, it sounds better with a little accent, like baby, this kind."

Maybe Mei Panpan shouted out when the sun was rising when her eyelashes were hanging down on her vest: "Baby...baby."

—Baby, son.

"Hahahahahaha!" Zhuang Qingliu curled up in her arms and patted the bed muffledly laughing.

Mei Hualan quietly turned her eyes to the side, and softly pressed her head: "...it's done."

"Ha ha ha, um, um." Zhuang Qingliu tried to restrain herself, but she couldn't help it anymore, her head dropped to the bed, "Hahaha, baby, er...we are really...I'm really not laughing at you , I was just laughing at a bleating monster."

As soon as she finished speaking, the world suddenly spun in front of her eyes.

"...??" There are some people here, she laughed at how cute they were for a moment, and was pushed onto the bed the next moment.

Zhuang Qingliu touched her ears lightly with his hands, he was so gentle in his heart, and whispered with crooked eyes: "Don't worry, I want to bully you too."

Mei Hualan leaned down and bit the side of her neck.The light in the room was the kind of hazy and soft light that just turned bright on a rainy day. Zhuang Qingliu just couldn't help but turned over with her arms around her, then suddenly turned his head, and with a click, a spiritual fire was ignited with the snap of his fingers.

In the brightly lit room, a bunch of slightly curly hair poked out from under the edge of the bed, and blinked obediently at the two people looking at it: "Jiujiu."

The two lowered their eyes: "..."

Looking at Mei Panpan's heart was full of elation, and seeing Mei Sigui's myocardial infarction.Zhuang Qingliu waited for a long time, then naturally raised her hand, pulled Mei Hualan's neat skirt, looked at the side of the bed and opened her mouth to let it come up.

"Jiujiu." Mei Sigui flapped her two little wings and landed among them. When the spiritual fire that Zhuang Qingliu ignited drifted away a little, it illuminated a little light that the two of them hadn't seen just now.

Zhuang Qingliu was a little surprised to pick up the bird cub, lowered his head, and touched under its bird's eyes: "What's the matter, why are you crying?" Mei Hualan also sat up a little bit, took out a snow-white handkerchief, reached over and wiped it lightly. .

Mei Si returned to the group on their small blanket, raised her head and whispered: "Jiujiu."

Zhuang Qingliu touched its small head with the palm of his hand, lowered his head a little bit suddenly, and asked, "You remember it, right?" Mei Sigui chirped twice, obediently rubbing against its palm.

After Zhuang Qingliu passed away 20 years ago, it didn't eat or drink for a period of time, so the memory was taken by Mei Hualan later, and it grew up carelessly and happily all these years.And this time I came here, probably because I saw these familiar flowers and plants in Gumengchao in the past two days, so I naturally recovered this memory.

Zhuang Qingliu smiled softly, then lowered his head and rubbed its dull fur: "When I think about it, I think about it. Why are you so big and still crying quietly?"

This little bird named Mei Sigui was very reserved when he was in human form, and he was never embarrassed to act like a baby, so he always liked to be a chubby bird.But now I remembered the past, so I was embarrassed to sleep with Zhuang Qingliu and Mei Hualan like when I was a child, so I shrank myself into a smaller one, rolled in Zhuang Qingliu's palm and raised her head cutely: "Chirp."

Mei Hualan leaned against the head of the bed and couldn't help laughing, Zhuang Qingliu smoothly rubbed its stupid hair into an antennae, then vigorously rubbed the bird's head, and said deliberately: "Who's child still sleeps with his parents when he grows up, eh? "

Mei Sigui Douyan swayed at her innocently: "Jiujiu." He signaled that it was only a hundred years old before becoming an adult.

Zhuang Qingliu scratched its chin: "It's still cute when it's one year old, but now it can't fit in ten baskets."

Mei Sigui blinked, and with a sudden sweep of her wings, Zhuang Qingliu's plum blossoms were rolled from the bed to her back, which meant that it could hold ten back baskets now.

Zhuang Qingliu suddenly laughed happily on the big bird's wings, and Mei Hualan's eyes were also smiling. After hugging her and leaning back on the bed, she tapped Mei Sigui's big wings, motioning for it to take it back, and said, "Okay." Alright, lie here."

Mei Sigui couldn't stop tweeting immediately, nestled in the middle of the bed specially vacated for it, twirled her long neck around and kissed their faces, and then fell asleep happily on all fours.

Just like when she was a child, the fiery red fur on her body was still fine and fluffy, rubbing against Zhuang Qingliu and Mei Hualan's body warm and fluffy.

Zhuang Qingliu and Mei Hualan turned sideways, patted it together with their arms around it, until the bird's eyes were blurred and closed, Zhuang Qingliu raised his eyes and asked in a low voice: "Did you hear that?"

Mei Hualan nodded: "I heard it last night."

Zhuang Qingliu seemed to think of something: "..."

Mei Hualan helped her make sure that it wasn't a dream: "You don't let me get up, let me be good with you."

"..." Zhuang Qingliu stretched out his hand to cover his face, and the two quietly got up together, and went to the next door to check.The room next door is inlaid with bright pearls, and there is always a soft halo, so when the door is opened, the scene by the window comes into view directly

In short, a person was lying like a dead fish on the soft bed that Meihualan wanted to check last night.

She lay face up on the couch, her body bound to a spiritual barrier, her clothes were burnt into big holes with black edges, and her hair was scorched into a fashionable wavy perm, comparable to Pei Yi back then.

Zhuang Qingliu approached solemnly, looked around for a long time, then lowered his head uncertainly and said, "Uh...Master Yan? How are you?"

Mei Xiaohan slowly opened the eyes as if reborn from the ashes... the eyelids without eyelashes calmly said, exhaling black smoke: "Alive."

"..." Mei Hualan unspeakably released the barrier, put her down from the burning couch, and pulled out a big fur cloak to wrap her up.

Mei Xiaohan's eyes were lost, as if sleepwalking: "Thank you."

Zhuang Qingliu helped her wipe the black ash off her face distressedly, handed over the wet handkerchief that Zhuling had wet, and turned to look at the trap couch and asked, "You are... what's going on? Why did you come here."

"Yeah, why did I come here?" Mei Xiaohan pouted black hair, mechanically took out a novel from his arms, and pointed concisely, "Mine."

Zhuang Qingliu's eyelids drooped, and she boasted very naturally: "The color of the cover is beautiful."

Mei Xiaohan nodded: "Thank you - but why did it appear here?"

"It can be said." Zhuang Qingliu looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose, and blinked quietly.Sure enough, the next moment, Mei Xiaohan smiled, "Who else is there besides a certain dog?"

Zhuang Qingliu said "uh": "—so?"

"So she secretly bought my novel and hid it here to read, and because I wrote her as a dog spirit in the novel, she felt revenge on me." Mei Xiaohan explained expressionlessly: "When I went back to sleep after taking a bath last night, she moved the bed away, and then I picked up the novel from the floor and ran to find her, but she was deliberately hiding away. So I was very angry, and ran to you and Hualan, I want to talk about this matter, who knows that you and Hualan are already asleep, I don’t want to disturb you, I just saw a soft couch next door here, so I was very sleepy and thought about sleeping for a night before talking, and then ..."

Then she didn't say anything, and a Buddha-like smile appeared on her face.

"..." Mei Hualan quietly turned her head away, Zhuang Qingliu covered her face silently, a certain irascible stinky bird specially prepared to set fire to their couch, but unexpectedly burned Mei Xiaohan by mistake.

Hahahahahaha, Zhuang Qingliu didn't know whether to laugh first or apologize sincerely.

"Oh." Mei Xiaohan blinked her cold eyelids motionlessly, as if she wanted to see if her eyelashes were still there or not, "Is she still human just because of such a trivial matter?"

Although embarrassed, Zhuang Qingliu still reminded pragmatically: "No."

"... Excuse me." Mei Xiaohan's remaining expression completely disappeared, and he became paralyzed, and said in a very serious tone, "How is it different from a smelly dog ​​if you live like this?"

Zhuang Qingliu confessed to her with a very painful conscience: "I don't think this is actually..."

"Senior Zhuang, you don't have to say good things for her." Mei Xiaohan said calmly, "She is a stinky dog, I knew it before."

Zhuang Qingliu: "...No, I don't think you know, listen to me..."

Mei Xiaohan said again gently: "You don't know."

Zhuang Qingliu: "..."

"I actually noticed this dog 20 years ago." Mei Xiaohan drooped his eyelids as if his eyes were a little cold, "Hundreds of immortals have different boundaries throughout history, but the waters, forests, mountains and rivers are always different. They are all connected together. So, do you know about some landscape matters that we often discuss in meetings?"

"Uh..." Zhuang Qingliu thought for a while, then nodded, "Well, it's a meeting to talk about the environment."

"Basically." Mei Xiaohan said to Zhu Heng, "Everyone is coming and going, and they are so busy, but she has never participated in it once. When we are trying to make the mountains and rivers naturally better, she has always been there. Outside, the mountains are being split, rocks are being blasted, and the river is being smashed."

Zhuang Qingliu: "..."

"I have been busy all these years that I could have rested, and most of it was brought to me by her." Mei Xiaohan concluded in a steady voice, "Go fuck that stinky dog."

"..." Zhuang Qingliu and Mei Hualan looked as if they had been burned, their heads tilted three feet away.However, at this time, a cold voice came in from outside the door, Zhu Heng's face was like a rotten stone thrown on the river beach in the twelfth lunar month of winter, "You, scold, who?"

"Heh." Mei Xiaohan flung her back with unrelenting cold air, "Whoever secretly buys my novels and keeps reading them is the one!"

"..." Zhu Heng's steps stopped abruptly with a thud, and his eyes fell on the light blue thick book in her hand with strange and complicated eyes.

Ever since she noticed that Mei Xiaohan's box of deflated rouge seemed to make no sense to her at the Lingbilan's wedding banquet for the first time, she bought it back at a market to eliminate evil spirits.However, at the beginning, she thought that this person was some serious Meizhou editor, but flipping through it, she realized that it was all love stories.

Most importantly, she herself is actually a dog spirit!

The moment Zhuang Qingliu saw Zhu Lanlan's ever-changing face, he laughed so hard that his head almost fell off--with his feet, he knew what this birdman was thinking about buying Mei Xiaohan's novels in the first place. However, the weather is unpredictable, oops.

In the end, it was still paid by mistake.

Zhu Heng stared coldly at Zhuang Qingliu's face that was about to die of laughter for a long time, then turned his eyes to Mei Xiaohan, flickered almost undetectably, and said firmly: "Whoever allows you to come here and take my things casually?" ?”

Mei Xiaohan was about to laugh angrily at her. Although it didn't make sense, she still raised her eyes expressionlessly and said, "Why is this yours? I wrote it."

"?" Zhu Heng argued coolly, "I bought it."

Mei Xiaohan untied the purse, and tossed her a few copper coins: "Heh, who wants to sell it to you!"

Zhu Heng lowered his eyes unreasonably, looking at the rumbling copper plate at his feet, he couldn't hold back his anger at once: "Then who allows you to write me as a dog?!"

The hair on Mei Xiaohan's body was burned away by her burning couch, and the anger burst out even more quickly, and he said loudly: "What I wrote is just a dog, who asked you to pretend to be my dog!"

As soon as she finished speaking, her expression twisted and she let out a groan... The curse suddenly opened her own wound.

Zhu Heng was about to be furious, so he paused for a moment. After turning his gaze down for a moment, he gave her a blank stare. He approached the door with a few big strides, lowered his head, and bandaged her open wound neatly again without saying a word. again.

"..." Zhuang Qingliu was almost shocked by this development trend, so he quietly hooked the plum blossoms, and quickly pulled her away along the wall in a few small steps.

He also closed the door intimately.

As for the second half of the day, whether to continue cursing, clapping hands to make up, or fighting more viciously, that is out of her control.

Everything has its own destiny, and the ancestors were sincere and never deceived.

At noon, Mei Huari, who had been meditating for several days, came out of the room. When Zhuang Qingliu saw him, he knew it. He peeled water chestnuts and asked, "Have you recovered?"

"Some injuries have not fully healed yet, and the spiritual power is not much worse." Mei Huazhou walked to the two of them, untied the jerky she carried with her, and handed it out, and said in a gentle voice, "Senior Zhuang, are we roughly Can you go out?"

Zhuang Qingliu picked up a strip of beef and tore it open, and said in a meaningful tone to Mei Hualan, "It depends on how the discussions with the immortal masters at the altar go."

Mei Huazhou glanced at her face, nodded suddenly and said: "Senior Zhuang, you don't need to say, I know what you mean." He stepped up first and said, "Then let's go over."

Although he was not like Mei Hualan, he had basically been by Zhuang Qingliu's side since he was a child, so he could almost know what she was thinking at a glance.But as for what she sometimes did not say but clearly wanted to express, she can still guess naturally.

Zhuang Qingliu glanced at him with half a piece of jerky in his mouth, rolled it into his mouth in thought, got up and nodded calmly: "Okay. Then you can come forward yourself, it will also be good for your family in the future."

Mei Hualan patted the ashes on the hem of her clothes, held her hand, and they walked towards the altar together

What Zhuang Qingliu originally wanted to say was that the person who can lead the Xianmen to act together must now change into a plum blossom day.

However, this position and this kind of thing require the same prestige and means as above, not only relying on coercion and lure, can knead a mess of loose sand together.So Zhuang Qingliu stayed outside the altar and listened and didn't go in. After rolling a piece of dried venison that plum blossoms fed to his mouth, he folded his hands, leaned his head sideways on the door frame, glanced at Jiao Yang above his head, and waited for the person inside. People put on a pretense and weighed up.

Mei Hualan seemed to be thinking about something, quietly peeled a small red persimmon, and gave Zhuang Qingliu a slight glance.

Zhuang Qingliu leaned against the flat bluestone wall, shook his head with his eyelashes down, and said in a low voice: "Don't worry about it, and don't need to make any preparations. The entire Immortal Sect is weak now, and if you give it another breath, it will come back. So She won't wait any longer, and she must make a move immediately."

And excluding all the petty troubles, you won't be able to figure out who Zhuang Huang is until she shows her sharpness completely.But if you want to find out about a person, besides actively spying on what happened to her in the past, you also have to passively wait for what she will do in the future.

At dusk at the end of the day, the fierce rebuttals inside the altar finally subsided, and Mei Huazhou still walked out gently, flicking the hem of her clothes slightly, and took a steady look at Zhuang Qingliu.

Everything was said without saying anything, just judging from the standing position, the Qiu Sect Master who had been pretending for less than ten days and had been fermenting all night because of the "Bilian" incident had already followed behind him silently with a tired face.

Everyone gathered together one after another, Mei Xiaohan and Zhu Heng hugged Mei Sigui, the two juniors of the Mei family were refreshed, and the whole group followed Zhuang Qingliu to a huge lake with their long tails very quietly. .

As the sun sets, the water surface of the lake slowly flows and sparkles with sparkling gold.Everyone saw that Zhuang Qingliu just raised her hand, and the entire lake surface was lifted out of thin air like a mirror by her, and then she stepped straight on the water surface and disappeared.

Zhuheng Liangliang hooked Mei Xiaohan, then walked forward, and said at the same time: "What are you waiting for?"

After she finished speaking, everyone quickly and cautiously stepped on the fluctuating water surface to follow, and they all shuttled into the huge erected water curtain together.

After her ears were as cool as spring water, Mei Siye opened her eyes instantly, and blurted out, "Where is this? How did we get out of it all at once?!"

Zhuang Qingliu just glanced at her briefly, but didn't speak.Mei Siji turned her eyes slightly to observe for a while, then sharply said: "This seems to be... Changgeng Immortal Mansion."

Mei Xiaohan also seemed a little surprised. After thinking about it for a while, he turned his head and said, "Senior Zhuang—?"

Before she could speak, she was caught by the rolling eyes of the person next to her.Princess Zhu bowed her head condescendingly, and silently wrote three words on her palm.Mei Xiaohan suddenly lowered his eyes and said, "That's it!"

Mei Sie and Mei Siji were extremely curious, but they thought that this seemed to involve some kind of secret, so they approached uncomfortably, and only kept blinking at Mei Xiaohan's palm.Zhu Heng turned his head in disgust, and flicked them away with his expression.

Mei Huazhou stretched out her hand and pressed down, signaling for everyone to be quiet, and said: "Everyone, everyone is exhausted after traveling for several days in Taohuayuan. This place happens to be within the Changgeng Immortal Mansion. I'd like to visit the Lantern Road first." Long, just rest here for a few days."

It is now night in Changgeng Immortal Mansion, someone said in a low voice with an uneasy expression: "This place is not far from our Yingchuan, I'd better take my leave and go back. After leaving for a few days, my family members are also worried."

Someone next to him seemed to chime in: "Me too... Hey, why can't my communication talisman be ignited." "Should I just cross the water?"

"Yes, yes, I was busy telling my wife that she was safe, so I was in a hurry." The man was embarrassed.

Except for those who were really in a hurry to go home, there was still a considerable number of people who had offended the old Taoist Ran Deng with their lies before, and really didn't know how to step down for a while, and they took the initiative to beg, and couldn't get rid of this face.

Seeing a group of people saying goodbye to each other and about to leave, Zhuang Qingliu seriously reminded them: "I don't know where that fake Yu Chenyue is yet. I suggest you all stay together as much as possible from now on."

Just as she finished speaking, at this moment, the wooden door of the small courtyard behind her creaked and opened to both sides automatically, and a familiar and deep voice said: "The visitor is a guest, since everyone has already arrived, let's come in. "

All the people present fell silent suddenly, they all looked at each other, not knowing what to say.Zhuang Qingliu's eyes seemed to jump very lightly in the dark night, and he closed the plum blossom rail without saying anything, then turned his head and left.

Someone immediately said: "Wait...that, Young Master Zhuang, where are you going?"

Zhuang Qingliu turned her head and glanced at him, without stopping in her footsteps: "I don't have to apologize and I don't have to be afraid of being single, so naturally I'll go to rest first."

The moment she turned back, her expression quietly softened.Walking under the shadow of the dense trees in Chang Gung's Immortal Mansion, he never said a word, his side face seemed to be completely immersed in the dark night.

"..." When those people saw Zhu Hengmei smiling Hanmei Siji and the others turned around and left in a row, they couldn't help but shouted at Mei Huazhou, "Sect Master Mei, you, I hope you will come and talk with us for a while. Let's talk! Regarding the fake Yu Chenyue matter, we just have to hold an emergency meeting to see what to do next!"

Mei Huazhou looked calmly at the voices of Zhuang Qingliu and the others who had gone around the mountain road. She shook her head and said nothing, but nodded in agreement. keep up.

However, after the last person stepped through the courtyard door, the wooden door behind him creaked strangely and closed tightly again.

There was an unspeakable strange feeling in everyone's heart for no reason, and before they raised their heads and opened their mouths, a candlelight flickered in the central gazebo in the small courtyard, and a black figure dressed in fine clothes suddenly jumped out from the shadow of the screen window!

The black shadow teleported to the front of Sect Master Qiu without a sound, as if it wanted to strangle him to death on the spot without saying a word.

Even though they were all holding sabers, everyone was stunned.In the empty courtyard, there was a dead silence.

"Who are you?!" Mei Huazhou was the first to draw his sword to face each other, stabbing out instantly.However, at this time, a golden spiritual rope suddenly and silently appeared in his pupils, and wrapped around the neck of Old Daoist Dieng Deng from behind.

Suddenly there was a violent sound of heaven and earth shaking all around, and Zhuang Qingliu, who had obviously left, appeared in front of everyone like a phantom, looked deeply into the eyes of the old Taoist who burned the lamp in the night, and approached him word by word. Say two words: "—Master, father."

The old Taoist Ran Deng silently loosened the hand that was clutched at Sect Master Qiu's throat, and a pair of cold eyes sank.