Sand Sculpture Overlord's thousand-layer routine

Jiang Peiliang stopped Jiangyan's old Chinese medicine class, and said coldly, "I just got burned."

"Brother, you are really careless." Jiang Yan educated him seriously, "You don't know how to test the temperature of water before you drink it. Doesn't it feel good to eat now?"

Jiang Peiliang remained silent.

"What happened last night?" Jiang Yan's thirst for knowledge was really strong, and he speculated solemnly: "Did something happen? Could it be that the competitors took advantage of our vacation and started to stir things up again?"

His vocabulary is very tricky, and his righteous indignation can be seen with the naked eye: "If there is anything that needs me? Do it, me? Do my part—"

"No, yes." Jiang Peiliang couldn't bear it anymore: "You put on your clothes first."

Jiang Yan: "...Oh."

He was rustling to get ready to put on his clothes again, but Jiang Peiliang changed his mind again, "Forget it."

No need to be too careful, after all, any thoughts can be swept away by the tongue coating of the gods, and now his mind is calm, without waves, and after gently applying the medicine to Jiang Yan's back, he said coldly: "The rest is up to you. "

Jiang Yan took the ointment gratefully, "Brother, you are such a good person."

Jiang Peiliang: "?"

He turned his head blankly, trying to tear up this good person card.

Jiang Yan put on his clothes, and kept his mouth open, asking again: "When shall we go back?"

"It was almost time to go back." Jiang Peiliang straightened his neckline with downcast eyes and no expression. "Dad said that his luck has not been very good recently, so he planned to stop by to visit Lingyan Temple."

Jiangyan: "Lingyan Temple..."

Lingyan Temple is located on Lingyan Mountain in China, which is far away from Province A. It is very large in scale and famous for its efficacy. .

But in winter, due to the terrain, the snow on the mountain is not easy to melt, and the temperature is very low throughout the season, so there should be fewer tourists here.

"Is everyone going?" Jiang Yan asked.

"Ah."

"No, what I mean is to ask..." Jiang Yan groaned and said, "Gu, Brother Gu Yan, will you go or not?"

After the words fell, Jiang Peiliang's expression darkened, and he said coldly: "I? Remember before? You don't know him well?"

Strictly speaking, including this time, we will not meet more than three times. Why do we keep bringing it up.

Jiang Yan dared to say that he felt that Gu Yan wanted to be his sister-in-law, and began to argue: "Me? I fell in love with Brother Gu Yan at first sight."

"Really?" Jiang Peiliang said indifferently: "Want to go with him?"

Jiang Yan shook his head like an electric fan in disrepair: "No no no no..."

Jiang Peiliang tugged his clenched sleeves warningly, and said coldly, "Don't think so much about what you have."

Jiang Yan shrank his neck: "Understood."

The elder brother was about to go back to catch up on sleep, Jiang Yan looked at his tall back as he walked out the door, and couldn't help but speculate.

Just now? What do you mean?

"Why are you going to the temple all of a sudden? It's so sudden." Jiang Yizhao asked excitedly as he squeezed into the back of the nanny's car: "Me?

A silence responded to him.

"Why is no one paying attention to me?" Jiang Yizhao felt that he was subtly excluded from a certain atmosphere, and asked again: "Why is no one paying attention to me?!"

"We? We're not deaf." Jiang Miao said expressionlessly, "Please take a look at the atmosphere."

Jiang Yizhao was stunned by the younger sister's accusation, and immediately frowned and looked around.

Jiang Yan was trying to sleep, the eldest brother was frowning and dealing with work, Jiang Miao stared at him, Jiang's father and Jiang's mother——

"Dad, Mom." Jiang Yichao asked suspiciously, "Why are you two sitting so far away?"

Jiang Miao: "...Why did you say it!"

Originally, there were two seats. Jiang's father and Jiang's mother were on one side. The distance between them seemed to fit a refrigerator. They each supported their chins with their hands, and their legs sat upright, but they twisted from the waist up in a strange posture. standing, with their backs to each other.

Jiang Yizhao was puzzled: "Mom and Dad, what happened?"

Jiang Miao was amazed at his EQ, "Can't you see what parents are doing now?"

"..." Jiang Yizhao thought for a while, then hesitated, "I'm not shooting the MV cover of "Back to Back Hug", right?"

Jiang Miao: "?"

This IQ is enough to doubt that he and he are not from the same stomach.

Jiang's father coughed heavily, and said solemnly: "Once, you tell your mother that if you continue to make trouble for no reason, I will not talk to her!"

Jiang Yichao automatically made a summary of the beautiful essay: "Mom, Dad said he ignored you."

"It's so funny!" Jiang's mother sneered, and she didn't back down. "One day, you told your father that people who made mistakes didn't know how to repent, but they justified their arguments here. I? I'm not used to your problem!"

Jiang Yichao: "Dad, Mom said you have something wrong."

"Nonsense, I? What's wrong?" Father Jiang slapped the table angrily, "How many times have you told your mother that I? Explained? It's because she doesn't believe it, and she wants to bite back!"

Jiang Yichao: "Mom, Dad called you a dog."

"What?!" Jiang's mother was even more angry, "What did you explain? Even if it is true, isn't that woman still in touch with you? How dare you say you have no idea?!"

"Dad, Mom said you..." Jiang Yizhao was startled, "What, Dad?!! What woman??"

Jiang's father complained bitterly: "I? Have I told you—"

"Dad." Jiang Peiliang looked flat, and said coldly, "Jiang Yan is sleeping."

His voice was not loud, but it seemed to put a stillness on the air, Jiang's father and Jiang's mother became as quiet as a chicken.

Quietly like two fighting cocks with their backs to each other.

Jiang Yizhao was full of doubts and had nothing to say, so he turned his suspicious eyes to Jiang Miao.

Jiang Miao pretended not to see it.

This kind of thing will happen every three to five times. She also has her own network. Let alone her father cheating, even if there is only a sign, she will be the first to know, so she dares to Sure, absolutely not.

...But? Who told her dad to have such a high EQ?

When Jiang Yan was woken up by Jiang Peiliang, he was in a daze, not knowing how fierce the struggle had just happened.

He originally slept on his back, but when he fell asleep, he turned over. Jiang Peiliang was obviously taller than him? So much, but his shoulders were so low for him to lean on. Jiang Yan was so moved that he couldn't help it Yan Biao: "Brother, I? I'm not drooling, right?"

"Not much." Jiang Pei said coldly, "If you were taller, you could give me a wet hairstyle."

Jiang Yan: "..."

Brother, if the loss continues, the pandas in Sichuan will have nothing to eat.

The family never did anything special when traveling as a family. The car was parked outside the scenic spot, and when they got out of the car, the whole group felt a deep chill.

"It's so cold," Jiang Yichao said tremblingly, "How many degrees is it here?"

Jiang Miao rolled his eyes at him: "As long as you wear more long johns, you won't be hurt."

Having just come from a warm area, the coldness of the snow-covered mountains is even more contrasting. Tourists are still crowded, but not densely packed, and it is very lively.

Wrapped in a scarf, Jiang Yan diligently sent back text messages to Liang Xishi.

After not seeing each other for a few days, Liang Xishi gradually became cold-hearted. He sent a message that within three days the headmaster must come back quickly to deal with the affairs of the sect, otherwise he would quit.

Jiang Yan was very puzzled, thinking how much of this job could make Protector Zuo so difficult, but not long after, Liang Xishi sent two photos.

Young Master Xiao Hong, whom he had not seen for a long time, was sitting in the living room with a familiar figure, his face full of impatience.

[It's not Zuo Protector]: This is the fifth time in the past few days.

Jiang Yan's hand holding the phone trembled slightly:

[Appreciation of Human Aesthetics]: What makes him think that my aesthetics are still stuck a year ago?

[It's not Zuo Protector]: Maybe Young Master Xiao Hong is busy every day, and the news is not very well-informed.

Jiang Yan understood the connotation of his high EQ, but he still had a question.

[Appreciation of Human Body Aesthetics]: If I remember correctly, it is still early spring no matter what, why is number 13 still wearing shorts?

[Isn't it Zuo Guardian]: Well...

[Isn't it Zuo Protector]: I dare to speculate, it may be that the No. 13 young master is wearing a bare-legged artifact, the quality is not bad, it can't be seen in the photo.

When he sent this message, the two of them trembled across the screen.

……Grass.

Why does it feel more scary.

"Jiangyan." An indifferent voice sounded above his head, and Jiang Peiliang called him, "Let's go."

Jiang Yan fooled Liang Xishi with a few words, turned off his cell phone, and happily chased after him.

The snow on the mountain road was swept away, and a group of people walked up the mountain. Although they didn't say a word, they attracted countless eyes.

The demeanor of this family does not look like ordinary people at first glance, except for the black and glowing coal digger in the middle who is a bit of a play, everyone else exudes a very calm demeanor.

Jiang's father and Jiang's mother were still angry, walking side by side, but each turned their heads to look at the left and right, and walked hurriedly, as if they were in a passionate competition.

Jiang Yizhao couldn't bear the desire to open the microphone by himself, "Actually, we don't need to be together."

Jiang Miao read without emotion: "Really, everyone didn't expect it, the second brother is so smart."

Jiang Yichao: "..."

He felt he was isolated.

Lingyan Mountain is not considered high. During the conversation, the group of people had already reached the mountainside, but the wind became stronger as they went up. Jiang Yizhao was so cold that his nose almost drew a rainbow, and began to talk nonsense: "Chang Jiexue It’s not over, that’s the way I’m about to freeze to death…”

Jiang Miao: "What?"

"Miaomiao." Jiang Yichao said affectionately, "It's too cold on the mountain, why are you here to die for me?"

The simplest mouth smell, the most extreme enjoyment, Jiang Miao said: "Jiang Yichao, just say you are an idiot."

Just as Jiang Yizhao was about to leave, there was a burst of graceful and melodious music in his ears. He turned his head and saw that it was Jiang Yan who was humming.

"Jiang Yan," Jiang Yichao asked, "What are you singing, it sounds familiar."

"Yes," Jiang Yan stopped talking, smiled politely at him, turned around and gestured: "OrYes."

Jiang Yichao: "?"

"Okay!" Father Jiang, who was silent at the side, finally said solemnly, "Don't keep saying that!"

Jiang Yichao was so moved that he was about to cry: "That's right, me? How can I be an idiot..."

"I? Say it for the last time!" Father Jiang said seriously, "One must learn to be tactful and not hurt others' self-esteem."

Jiang Yichao: "..."

He speeded up expressionlessly and flew away from the front of the group of people.

Jiang Yan teased his second brother once, and he was very happy, when he heard Jiang Peiliang's suppressed coughing beside him.

He stretched his neck alertly: "Brother, are you cold?"

"It's okay." Jiang Peiliang said calmly, "It's not cold."

Jiang Yan's eyes swept over Jiang Peiliang's body, and found that his elder brother was wearing a good-looking suit, but it was a little thin, and it was nothing more than a windbreaker to keep out the cold.

not cold?He didn't believe it.

Jiang Yan's thoughts turned a few times, and he quickly grabbed Jiang Peiliang's palm, holding both hands to test the temperature.

"...Brother," Jiang Yan said helplessly, "You still said it wasn't cold, and your hands turned to frozen pig's trotters."

Jiang Peiliang was very obviously startled, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw his palm, but Jiang Yan held it with both hands, and didn't forget to rub it.

His body temperature was low, and he could clearly feel the continuous heat from Jiang Yan's hand. Jiang Peiliang pursed his lips, but finally did not move.

"Brother, is he wearing long johns?" Jiang Yan looked up at him, and there was no impurity in his eyes, "If you don't block the wind? You'll catch a cold."

Jiang Peiliang shook his head, "It's okay."

The heartbeat has begun to slowly accelerate, and it must be warmed up soon.

Jiang Yan looked at him with disapproval, and whispered: "How can you say it's okay..."

The two stood in place for a while, Jiang's father and Jiang's mother in front of him had already walked away, holding his breath, Jiang Yan paused, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and said: "Brother, don't move."

Jiang Peiliang heard the words, stood where he was, and looked down at him.

Jiang Yan stood up a step, taller than Jiang Peiliang now? A little bit, he quickly took off his fluffy scarf, folded it in half, and began to wrap it around the elder brother's neck, "I ?It’s very thick, and it’s not cold at all, so I will lend the scarf to my elder brother first..."

Jiang Peiliang's Adam's apple rolled.

Those warm hands rolled over his neck, touching the cold skin from time to time, and the sound of his breathing hit his forehead? The scarf not only carried the remaining heat, but also carried the slight scent of Jiang Yan's body, clearly not Stretching his neck, he felt a little unable to breathe.

Jiang Yan focused on standing on the steps to wrap a scarf around his eldest brother, and after he tied a small bow in satisfaction, he was ready to withdraw his hand with a smile: "Okay."

Suddenly, Jiang Peiliang grabbed his hand.

Jiang Yan was stunned for a moment, and his palm was brought up, covering the cold and handsome face of the person in front of him, his palm suddenly became cold, his heart skipped a beat, and he smiled subconsciously: "Is my hand a warm baby... ..."

Jiang Peiliang didn't answer him.

Jiang Yan's sluggish mind only now realized that something was wrong.

It's all for brothers to tie scarves to each other, how can anyone grab someone's hand and stick it on their own face?This this……

He swallowed, and in order to make this picture reasonable, he recalled his brother's homophobic quotations, and he immediately felt much calmer.

What are you thinking, the flagpole in his high school is bent, and it's not Jiang Peiliang's turn to bend, and he is still against his nominal younger brother.

Jiang Yan said again: "Brother..."

His eyes looked down.

Jiang Peiliang lowered his head, couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, he could only see the drooping long eyelashes, he closed his eyes slightly, and rubbed his cheeks invisibly in his palm, obviously it was such a flattering gesture, But don't give birth to a proud demeanor.

Except for a little redness at the base of the ear, there is no flaw.

Jiang Yan: "..."

He blushed immediately.

This is not right! !Something is wrong! !Is it an illusion? !Brother, have you been pierced by a human soul? !Is it a cold that froze your brain? ! SOS what are you doing! !

Just when he was tongue-tied, Jiang Peiliang raised his eyes and opened his lips slightly——

"Brother, Jiang Yan, what are you two doing here?" It can be seen that Jiang Yizhao doesn't hold grudges very much, his loud voice sounded in his ears as if he had turned on 4D surround sound, and instantly wrapped around Jiang Yan: "Wear a scarf I? It’s so cold too! Brother, why don’t you surround me for a while and let Jiang Yan also give me? Let’s wrap around for a while, if it’s really not enough, I’ll be fine with socks, I? I’m about to freeze to death.

Jiang Peiliang: "?"

He put his hand down expressionlessly, and walked forward, "Let's go."

Jiang Yan hastily followed.

Not to be outdone, Jiang Yizhao cheerfully asked Jiang Yan for socks, but suddenly felt cold all over his body, and sneezed hard.

After ninety-nine and eighty-one hardships, everyone finally arrived in front of the temple.

Although it is very cold, the incense in such a big temple is still undiminished. Tourists lined up to buy tickets, and small vendors next to them are selling lively, and some bells can be faintly heard in the main hall.

Jiang's father and Jiang's mother seemed to have whispered secretly in front of them, and their faces looked much better. After buying tickets, the family walked towards the main hall.

Jiang Yizhao was unaware of his own crisis, like a happy goose: "It's too far away, I? I haven't been to this temple yet. Are there any legends that are particularly effective here?"

"Hello, yes." Jiang Miao enthusiastically explained: "It is said that the way of worship here is different. Not only do you need to stick a stick of incense, but if you can sincerely kneel down and kowtow three times, the effect will be doubled. .”

"Yes." Jiang Yan said, "I? I've heard it too. It seems that there was a boy who had been neglected at home. He couldn't get the love of his parents, and couldn't get the care of his siblings. Until one day, he came to He kowtowed his head three times in Lingyan Temple, sincerely begging the Great God to solve his troubles, and when he returned, he became the favorite treasure of everyone in the family."

Jiang Miao nodded, "I? I heard the same thing. There are several cases, and it's very effective."

Jiang Yichao was dubious: "Really? How is it possible."

He turned his trusting gaze to his elder brother.

Others may lie to him, but such a calm and upright person like elder brother has never deceived him, so he chooses to trust elder brother.

Jiang Peiliang glanced at him and nodded briefly.

"Yes."

Jiang Yizhao's face suddenly wrinkled in confusion.

Jiang's father and Jiang's mother greeted at the front, "Come on, we are ready to say goodbye together!"

The worship of the gods in Lingyan Temple is not done blindly by oneself, it will be organized group by group by the monks on the side. When they arrived, the first group of people got up and walked away, leaving futons on the ground.

Jiang Yichao stood in a row with his family, and the monk next to him was introducing the long history of this temple, but he turned a deaf ear to it, and only fixed his eyes on the huge statue of a benevolent god in front of him.

What Jiang Yan said just now? It kept echoing in his mind.

His parents don't favor him, his siblings don't love him, he is looked down upon and bullied all the time, isn't that what he is talking about!

But kowtow is still a bit...

Do not!

Jiang Yichao's expression suddenly became firm.

Those people got up from the ground just now, and the temple also prepared futons, which shows that many people did this. Is this normal?!

Besides, when he looked at his elder brother just now, his elder brother nodded in confirmation, which meant that what Jiang Miao and Jiang Yan said was absolutely correct.

At this time, the voice of the monk on the side suddenly became louder: "Now, please benefactors, please prepare to pay homage—"

There was a rustling sound of the clothes around him, and Jiang Yizhao's family members who were beside him also bent down at the same time, and the last trace of hesitation disappeared immediately. He moved his knees and knelt down on the futon, very He bowed his head reverently.

Please bless the great god, let him have a harmonious family and become a real group favorite!

When he made a wish sincerely, he suddenly heard a piercing "poof" behind him, accompanied by a soft dissuading voice: "What's the matter with you...", his brows were furrowed, and an ominous premonition came to his heart.

Jiang Yizhao maintained the posture lying on the ground, and slowly turned his head——

The people in the whole hall stood silently, their gazes all focused on him in unison, as if he bumped into a whole hall of giants looking at him with their nostrils, he was like a tiny ant, a speck of dust, A fallen leaf.

At this moment, he hates his left and right 5.0 eyesight for being so excellent, allowing him to clearly see the apple muscles that are about to fly out of the person beside him, the twitching jaw, and the rapid expansion at a speed of one millimeter per second. He seemed to have entered a no-man's land, and he felt that he had slowly left this beautiful world.

"...All benefactors can sit on the futons now," the monk said, "Then we will listen to our brother's lecture."

Jiang Yichao: "?"

He's leaving home, right now.