Buddha played a big game of chess

When Zhuo Donglai walked to Ao Cunxin's side, the aquariums in the water were almost scattered. Ao Cunxin naturally understood that Yang Jian did not want to reveal his identity, so he didn't say anything, but just stared blankly at the scattered people. For the aquariums who came here, the haze in their hearts gathered little by little.

It's not that Ao Cunxin didn't want to go back, but he didn't dare to go back.Ao Cun was afraid, afraid of the uncertain and unreal "what if" in her heart.

How is Xihai doing now?How are her father, queen mother, brothers and sisters?

In fact, these questions have always been in Ao Cunxin's heart. When she saw the aquarium gathered around her, she really felt very kind in her heart, but she couldn't return to the West Sea, and she couldn't return to her family. Such a kind of powerlessness Feelings of helplessness and helplessness slowly penetrated into Ao Cunxin's heart, causing her brows to frown unconsciously.

Zhuo Donglai's doubts were seen in Yang Jian's eyes, but Yang Jian still just walked to Ao Cunxin's side calmly, and gently raised his hand to wrap Ao Cunxin's shoulders.

Yang Jian's silent and gentle comfort made Ao Cunxin's heart calm down immediately.

Ao Cunxin has experienced too much, but only for Yang Jian.

Back then, because of Yang Jian, Ao Cunxin could have the courage to fight against Heaven, could elope with Yang Jian, could marry Yang Jian without the blessing of his family, but he had to miss his family.

Yang Jian didn't understand at the beginning, but now he already understands.So Ao Cunxin didn't feel that the bitterness was heavier than it was a thousand years ago, but felt a little relieved.

Ao Cunxin put her head on Yang Jian's shoulder, and slowly relaxed her frown.And Zhuo Donglai was still on the sidelines, his expression was indifferent, he couldn't see his emotions at the moment, but he said: "Mr. Yang and Mrs. Yang are really affectionate couples."

"It's natural."

Originally, Ao Cunxin wanted to answer a few words, but she didn't want Yang Jian to answer Zhuo Donglai's words ahead of her. Ao Cunxin thought about it, and now she and Yang Jian are as affectionate as a husband and wife seen by outsiders, but no matter how careful Thinking about it, I felt that it was not the case.It seems... even if it was the Jade Emperor's decree, but Yang Jian has not officially married her, maybe the two of them can't be regarded as husband and wife?

Ao Cunxin was thinking in a mess, while Yang Jian and Zhuo Donglai were standing on the left and right of Ao Cunxin, Yang Jian was on the left and Zhuo Donglai was on the right, when Ao Cunxin's mind was blurred by her After throwing it away confusedly, he realized that Zhuo Donglai had slowly walked towards the carriage, "It's almost time to rest, let's continue on our way."

Yang Jian and Ao Cunxin got into the carriage again.

Originally, Yang Jian didn't really want to take the carriage again, but seeing Ao Cunxin's absent-minded appearance, he felt that sitting in the carriage would allow Ao Cunxin to rest better, so he swallowed his refusal.

Regardless of whether Zhuo Donglai could find Sun Xiaohong's tomb, Yang Jian felt that since Ao Cunxin wanted to find it, he would dig three feet to find Sun Xiaohong's tomb for Ao Cunxin's sake.

Ao Cunxin didn't know Yang Jian's thoughts at all, she finally got rid of those messy thoughts in her mind, she stared at Zhuo Donglai, then looked at Yang Jian, and chuckled as if thinking of something again.

"If you don't say it, others will think you are brothers."

Ao Cunxin's words were indeed reasonable, whether it was Zhuo Donglai or Yang Jian, they all went back and forth on this point in their hearts.

Looking at Ao Cunxin's smiling face, Zhuo Donglai felt quite relaxed.He appreciates the most beautiful things, the most beautiful women, the best swords, the best of everything.

Ao Cunxin is not the most beautiful woman, but she has a strange power, which makes Zhuo Donglai feel that this woman is very unusual.It's like a mystery, he wants to solve this mystery, but he doesn't have the slightest relationship between men and women, he simply thinks that deciphering it is a very fun thing, and it is also a very challenging thing.

It had been a long time since Zhuo Donglai had met people like Ao Cunxin and Yang Jian. It had been a long time since he had such an exciting challenge. It was like meeting an opponent, an opponent who really filled him with fighting spirit.

This feeling, even if Zhuo Donglai was planning how to win the Luoyang Lion Hall, how to make Zhu Meng fall into the trap he set step by step, made Zhuo Donglai excited and interested.

This kind of excitement makes Zhuo Donglai very good to Ao Cunxin and Yang Jian. He hopes that these two opponents can be in front of his eyes and can continue to confront him, because this feeling makes him feel that he has found a kind of Cherish each other.This kind of sympathy is more fulfilling and satisfying than him wanting to give the best to his best friend Sima Chaoqun.

Ao Cunxin's eyes looking at Yang Jian are not as melancholy as before, but bright and refreshing.

"Second Master, after we find Xiaohong's tomb, let's see if we can go home."

Ao Cunxin smiled sweetly, regardless of whether he was still in Zhuo Donglai's carriage at the moment, such a bright and sweet smile caused Zhuo Donglai to twitch the corners of his lips, "I don't know where Mrs. Yang and Mr. Yang's homes are, Zhuo I want to go and have a look.”

"I live far away from my wife's house. I'm afraid Mr. Zhuo can't get away because of his busy schedule. But if Mr. Zhuo has this kind of time, he will also have the opportunity to come to my wife's house. I will definitely do my best as a landlord."

Yang Jian's answer was impeccable, but he was laughing in his heart. However, Ao Cunxin, who heard Yang Jian's return like this, smiled softly again, thinking that her second master was a resourceful person. She was going to answer directly in the depths of the West Sea, but her second master's answer could be regarded as a polite refusal for Zhuo Donglai to go with her, and it would not hurt anyone.

Ao Cunxin thought that she would never be able to do this kind of tact, so in terms of the intelligence of her brain, Ao Cunxin naturally admired Yang Jian, and even had the idea of ​​completely relying on Yang Jian.

Zhuo Donglai asked probingly again: "Then please tell Mr. Yang where it is. If Zhuo is free, he will go to meet him."

"Yang's Mansion at Guanjiangkou." Yang Jian answered very simply, neither the specific location nor the origin, but only the location.

You must know that this world can't find the Guanjiangkou Yang Mansion. He has already moved the Yang Mansion to the sky. The government does exist, and it is indeed at the mouth of the Guanjiang River.It's just because the lower part of his Zhenjun Temple is the location of Guanjiangkou, so that he can stand on the fence of the Zhenjun Temple and look down, thinking about the past.

Ao Cunxin wanted to go back, saying he wanted to go home.This was a great joy for Yang Jian, but Yang Jian didn't show the slightest look of joy, he only played Tai Chi with Zhuo Donglai, probing and pushing back and forth.

When the carriage reached the finish line, Zhuo Donglai got out of the carriage first.

Yang Jian and Ao Cunxin also got out of the carriage.

The end point of the carriage is the summit of this mountain.In front of Ao Cunxin was a thatched pavilion.

In front of the thatched pavilion is a water windmill that rotates by the wind, and there is an old man in the pavilion, his hair is still dark, although he is old, he is in good spirits.

The old man made tea and drank in the pavilion, looking leisurely and content.

Zhuo Donglai walked slowly towards the pavilion with his hands behind his back, but the old man just looked up at Zhuo Donglai, then all eyes fell on his tea tray.

There were no more, no less, and three empty teacups on the tea tray.

The old man calmly poured the tea from the teapot into the three empty cups, and said to Zhuo Donglai, Yang Jian, and Ao Cunxin, "The visitor is a guest. Since he is a guest, I will greet you with a cup of tea." gone."

Yang Jian and Ao Cunxin were silent, only Zhuo Donglai said: "Thank you."

Zhuo Donglai sat opposite to the old man, he took a sip of tea and praised: "Good tea."

Ao Cunxin had already tasted tea for thousands of years, she slowly brought the teacup to her lips, and took a sip.Her eyes lit up.This tea is indeed good tea, and the person who made the tea made her feel that the tea in her mouth was slightly refreshing.

"The lady beside me also loves tea ceremony very much, and the tea she brews has a unique flavor. If the elderly can drink the tea she brews, I'm afraid they will have no regrets."

Zhuo Donglai glanced lightly at Ao Cunxin who was drinking tea, and he pulled Ao Cunxin out of the water, his intuition told him that Ao Cunxin would not hesitate to make a cup of tea.

Zhuo Donglai got up slowly, walked into the carriage, took out a set of tea sets from the carriage and took it in his hand, and took another can of good tea, he walked back to the booth, "Old man, why don't you drink and see this Let’s try the tea from your wife, and taste the best tea in the world and the tea brewed from the best spring water in the world.”

The old man put down the cup and looked at Ao Cun Xin with a smile, "Madam? But why is she dressed as a girl. But since this is the case, the old man will ask this lady for a cup of tea."

Ao Cunxin bowed to the old man, and took the tea set from Zhuo Donglai's hand.

The water for making tea uses the sweetest mountain spring. The mountain spring here is clear and charming. When Ao Cunxin went to fetch water, the fish in the water refused to leave around her fingertips. After lightly stroking the fish's back, coaxing the fish to leave, he walked slowly back to the pavilion.

Yang Jian didn't stop Ao Cunxin from making tea. Yang Jian was used to drinking the tea made by Ao Cunxin these days. Her craftsmanship was no worse than his, so he didn't stop him, just to have a sip of his wife's tea. of tea.

Zhuo Donglai's idea, Yang Jian was not interested in guessing, anyway, Ao Cunxin valued Zhuo Donglai more, so Yang Jian endured and did not propose to leave immediately.