Bend that ghost

After Lu Li woke up, Wen Zhijiang and Wen Zhijiang went to the ancestral hall again, offering a stick of incense to Wen Qi'an and Zhang Rendong. According to him, it was just to meet the parents. Of course, the whole family had to meet each other. Wen Zhijiang also thought about it. Son, in the end Lu Li called out "father-in-law and mother-in-law" so that Wen Zhijiang knocked on the table almost humiliatingly.

So at Wen Zhijiang's insistence, Lu Li changed his words to 'Parents'.

After meeting their parents, Lu Li and Wen Zhijiang went to see Zhang Yuzhi. Although Zhang Yuzhi resembled Wen Zhijiang so that Lu Li didn't feel bad, after seeing Zhang Yuzhi's awkward concern and Wen Zhijiang's frank acceptance, Lu Li felt a sense of crisis. .

What brothers and sisters Gong?Obviously he is the official partner who has met the parents, okay?

However, the tragedy is that even if he was so jealous that he was sour and drowned in the vinegar vat, Lu Li could only laugh, so brightly that his cheeks became stiff, and he never wanted to laugh again for the rest of his life.

Because the other party was his little boyfriend's cousin, the only relative by blood, it was the first time that Lu Li felt that his younger brother was so unfriendly to such a creature.

Fortunately, Zhang Yuzhi is probably naturally cold. Although he intends to get close to Wen Zhijiang, the collision of the two kaolin flowers is destined to only condense into ice flowers, and there will be no sparks at all.

However, Jiang Chen's progress is beyond Lu Li's expectations. He draws spells well, and even learned how to draw them with aura in the air. Zhang Yuzhi's teachings are also indispensable in this. Zhang Yuzhi surpassed the existence of Zhang Rendong back then. Both talent and temperament are excellent, so it is easy to teach people.

The only one who had a difficult life was probably Du Xian. Although Chuyan didn't hurt him at all, he still lost his vitality. He stayed in the tomb all day and didn't move around. Lu Li went to see him twice and saw that he was in good condition. He rests.

But what surprised Lu Li the most was his little boyfriend. He thought that Wen Zhijiang needed time to get familiar with the Yinshan method, but he didn't expect that Wen Zhijiang had already mastered it, and he didn't look like a newcomer at all.

When asked about this matter, Wen Zhijiang himself was at a loss and couldn't explain why.

Wen Zhijiang was not to blame for this, he really didn't know why he felt these methods were familiar, as if he had practiced them thousands of times, so he naturally attributed this to his own talent.

Wen Zhijiang didn't need to worry anymore. Lu Li and Zhang Yuzhi focused on the two brothers Jiang Chen and Jiang Cheng. After all, these two brothers are both disciples of Yinshan Mountain. Early birds.

Wen Zhijiang was free, and didn't want to disturb the four people who were earnest in teaching and learning, so he simply ran to Du Xian's tomb when he had nothing to do, until one time he saw Du Xian standing beside the coffin, with his wrists raised and his sleeves folded, his hands were clearly empty but It's as if holding a pen and drawing in the void, but the movement of painting in the air is very methodical, and the expression is actually nostalgic and a trace of tenderness.

Although he didn't have drawing paper or pen, Du Xian's expression was extremely focused. He had a gentle temperament, but now he added a bit of seriousness and rigor.

Wen Zhijiang is a real medical nerd, only interested in medicine, and has no elegant hobbies, but watching Du Xian's actions made her unconsciously serious, and she didn't even make a sound, for fear of disturbing him.

Until Du Xian seemed to have made the last stroke, he looked up and saw a flash of astonishment in Wen Zhijiang's eyes, then he smiled and stopped: "Master Wen, why are you here?"

"Walk around casually." Wen Zhijiang narrowed his eyes, with a calm expression, and asked as if he had no intention of asking: "Senior, were you painting just now?"

Du Xian's expression was calm, and he smiled warmly: "Well, my hands are itchy, and I don't want to write, so I just doodle."

Wen Zhijiang doesn't believe that Du Xian can touch things, but he doesn't use a pen to draw in the air, obviously he doesn't want to paint, which is very contrary to his serious and serious demeanor just now.

"What was the senior painting just now?"

Du Xian twisted his fingers and said, "Peony."

When Wen Zhijiang heard the word peony, he thought of the proprietress in the ghost market who loved peony very much. Her name was also peony, and she looked like an enchanting and noble peony flower.

Seeing Wen Zhijiang's thoughtful expression, Du Xian couldn't help asking: "What's wrong? Young Master Wen also likes peony pictures?"

Wen Zhijiang came back to his senses and shook his head, "No, I just thought of a lady who looks like Mudan, her name is also Mudan."

He just said it casually, but Du Xian sneered and shook his head, and said with some emotion: "The peony is luxurious, counting when I was alive, I have seen a woman like a peony, and there is only one."

Wen Zhijiang could hear that Du Xian's affection for that woman was not simple, and he had no intention of arguing with Du Xian, he just said: "Everyone has their eyes, I think that girl fell into the eyes of the senior."

"It makes sense." Du Xian nodded, a little dazed. He seemed to have not mentioned that person for many years. The man's voice and smile are still in front of his eyes.

Du Xian suddenly wanted to talk to someone, lowered his eyes and said softly: "Her name is Peony, and she is like Peony. See the toughest and noblest woman."

Wen Zhijiang listened quietly, this girl named Peony was very important to Du Xian.Maybe Du Xian didn't know that although he was trying his best to endure, when he mentioned that girl, even his brows and eyes were filled with joy and love, although it was very faint.

It's just...it can't be such a coincidence, can it?Could the peony he knew and the peony Du Xian was talking about be the same person?

Wen Zhijiang pursed his lips wisely and chose to keep it a secret first, and continued to listen to Du Xian: "I forgot that was how many years ago in the Republic of China, I was a scholar who was useless, and I knew nothing except being arty. It was also at that time that I met Mudan, I am a poor and down-to-earth teacher, but she is a red card in a brothel that is ridiculed by many stars."

Du Xian's expression was empty, as if he was recalling, with a smile on his mouth, as if he had returned to the country where singing and dancing was peaceful but already devastated, and he said slowly: "Peony's original flower name was Narcissus, but she thought Narcissus was self-pitying, so she insisted on changing it. The flower name of peony is luxurious and magnificent, and her cheongsam is always full of luxurious peonies blooming. I never knew that anyone could love peony to that extent. It was only later that I found out that she loves peony, and she also loves herself. But in the next In my eyes, the person named Peony is more noble than Peony."

Wen Zhijiang nodded secretly, this peony is really arrogant, this kind of flower is generally disliked by women in brothels, because it represents the main position, the mistress, and the main wife.

As for the brothel girl, not to mention whether she can be redeemed, even if she is bought, she is just a housemaid, so where will she be given any title?So this peony came and went, it seemed to be satirizing these girls.

It's just... Could it be such a coincidence?

Du Xian stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, lowered his head slightly, with a bitter smile on his lips: "It's a pity that we were born in the wrong age and identity. Unexpectedly, Mudan missed the appointment, and I didn't believe her, and suspected that she would go back on her word. When I saw her again... the mass graves were separated by yin and yang."

Du Xian's life is just like his name, and he deserves a word of virtuous.Worthy of parents, worthy of heaven and earth, but alone bears that flamboyant and luxurious peony.

When he got the news that Mudan had been detained and died, he rushed to the mass grave in despair, and easily found her who had just been abandoned.The usually delicate and charming beauty could no longer be seen as a human being, with ragged clothes, bloody flesh, not even a shroud, desolate and ridiculous.

He didn't think about going back to find her, he didn't believe in her, and he didn't believe in himself, he only cared about being sad and resenting her for hating her, this withdrawal was a farewell.

"...So that's how it is." Wen Zhijiang lowered his eyes and asked in a low voice, "She...was reincarnated?"

Du Xian put down his hand and shook his head with a wry smile: "I don't know."

"I don't know?" Wen Zhijiang asked back, seeing Du Xian's helpless and gloomy expression, he seemed to understand something in his heart, frowned and said, "You haven't looked for it?"

It was fine to misunderstand him back then, but he never looked for him once. At this moment, Du Xian is like an ostrich in Wen Zhijiang's eyes.

Du Xian sighed: "Where do I have the face to see her? No matter whether she is reincarnated or not, I will stay in this world until her soul is gone. It can be considered that I will never give up on her."

The yin and yang are separated or the sky is different, they are all under the same sky, maybe there is a person who is always watching you in that invisible corner, pouring affectionately all the time until the ashes disappear.

Maybe cowardly, but at least affectionate, just not the courage to step out.

"Haven't you ever thought that she has been waiting for you?" Wen Zhijiang glanced at Du Xian disapprovingly, and continued: "Maybe she was waiting for you before she died, and she is waiting for you after she dies. What good is a promise?"

"I don't know..." Du Xian sighed, "I understand, but whether I can do it is another matter."

After hiding in the dark for too long, I dare not stand in the sun.

Wen Zhijiang understands that Du Xian just got into a dead end and insists on digging his own horns, but he obviously likes him but dare not see him because of guilt and self-blame, he is willing to wait until the ashes are wiped out to atone for his sin.

But he didn't try to redeem the past, even if he failed, he should explain clearly the misunderstanding of the year. If the two of them really can't be together again by then, it can be regarded as no regrets.

In his eyes, Du Xian seemed to be a rope, and then he tied himself into a twisted Chinese knot.

"It's better to talk about feelings." Wen Zhijiang said something in silence for a while, and at the same time walked out slowly. When he opened the door and went out, he paused and looked back: "I also know a Miss Mudan, and she likes it very much. Peony, it is said that she has been waiting for someone in the ghost market for a long time."

After all, Wen Zhijiang couldn't tell whether this peony was that peony, and said lightly: "She makes tea very well."

Then turn around and go out.

He only knew these things, as for the rest, Du Xian must have made up his mind.