Dream Maker [Rebirth]

Lu Yu stopped steadily, Ji Wuzhou led Lu Ci down to the door, glanced at all the disciples casually, and said, "Why are you stuck here in the middle of the night without sleep?"

Half of the teenagers in front of me were triumphant, while the other half looked sullen, but they all exchanged glances with each other in a ghostly way, you just didn't answer.

An older girl who was caught between them was quite helpless, she sighed and gave them a look, and said: "They, it's not all because they know that today is the amnesty ceremony, they insist on guarding and guessing here. Will you bring someone back this time?"

As she said that, she took advantage of the situation to look at Lu Ci, and smiled at him friendly while looking around.

This girl's name is Dong Ping, she is not a disciple of the Immortal Palace, but one of the in charge of the palace. The food, clothing, housing, transportation, study and training of the disciples in the palace are all in charge of them.

It happened to be her turn to be on duty today, but these boys refused to go back to their room to go to bed when the time came, insisting on waiting here to see the result.

Ji Wuzhou raised his eyebrows noncommittally, stepped forward to lead Lu Zhixing into the hall, and said leisurely: "Are you guessing or gambling?"

All the disciples followed closely behind, and the one who was the leader couldn't help but leaned forward and smiled "hehe": "Master is wise! Nothing can escape your discerning eye!"

Stepping over the threshold, the hall is magnificent, surrounded by strong fires, and a long step in the middle leads to the high throne. The floor is covered with thick felt, and there is no chill at all.

Ji Wuzhou turned his head and glanced at him: "You won the bet by looking like this?"

The disciple proudly said: "Of course! As the saying goes, there are only three things! The first two times you returned empty-handed, so it's your turn this time?"

Ji Wuzhou smirked, and looked forward to play with taste: "Then, do you have a bet on how many people I will bring back?"

"Ah—?" All the disciples paused and turned their heads to look outside the door.

Ji Wuzhou walked to the top of the long steps, leaned leisurely on the golden-footed animal skin couch, raised his chin to the side and said to the deer, "Sit."

All the disciples stretched their necks and looked out for a long time, but they didn't find anyone else. It was all because Monk Zhang Er couldn't figure it out, so he hurriedly turned around and hurried up the steps, squatting or sitting around the animal skin couch and said curiously: "It's more than that." His one?"

"Who else?"

"Male and female?"

"where?"

Dong Ping raised his hand and knocked on the heads of several people, and said: "Is there any need to ask? Since they didn't come back together, they must be on the boat?"

After that, she rolled her eyes and guessed again: "Besides, there are not many women in the amnesty ceremony. I guess the other one is also male and not female?"

Ji Wuzhou smiled and said nothing, but it was obviously the default.

"Ah? Master, you are too biased, right?" The leading disciple said with a smirk, "Both are winners in the Grand Ceremony, why can this one come back by deer, and the other can only take a boat?"

Ji Wuzhou squinted at him and said, "It's because he talks less nonsense."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter and exclaimed: "Hahaha——Eldest brother, did you hear that? Master thinks you talk too much nonsense!"

Lu Ci watched them dancing and laughing until tears splashed, as if watching a group of monkey cubs, he was amused but also quite surprised, he really didn't expect such a relaxed and lively atmosphere in Dumeng Fairy Palace.

Speaking of it, this atmosphere still has a bit of the legacy of the hidden spirit secret realm - when the master Quejinxian got along with his disciples back then, Ji Wuzhou had the same attitude now, he was free and informal, and a group of disciples gathered around him without hesitation. It is common for big and small to laugh and make noise.

The disciples laughed for a while before they stopped, while the eldest disciple who was teased by them curled his lips and rolled his eyes as if "I don't care about you", until everyone finished laughing, he looked at Lu Ci cheerfully and said, "Then this From now on, he will be our junior brother?"

Ji Wuzhou looked at Lu Ci and was silent for a moment, as if he was thinking about something, and then suddenly bent his mouth: "No, it's the little uncle."

"What?!"

Everyone had thunderous expressions on their faces, and Lu Ci's expression changed, but he heard Ji Wuzhou casually say: "I think he is very eye-catching, and I plan to ask for help in a few days."

Lu Ci secretly breathed a sigh of relief, while the rest of the crowd looked at each other in horror, all caught off guard by this "uncle descended from heaven".

After a long time, they finally reluctantly accepted the fact, one of them "hehe" said dryly, "Then this... little master's name?"

Yes, here we go again.

Lu Ci mourned silently in his heart, and said in resignation: "Song Zhong."

"..." Everyone petrified.

The person who asked the question opened his mouth in embarrassment for a long time, and finally managed to squeeze out a word: "Ah..."

At this moment, a cold voice came from the corner of the hall: "Palace Master, this subordinate has something important to report."

Lu Ci turned his head to look, and saw a man in black standing there with his head bowed and fists folded, his face was serious and respectful, he didn't look like this group of carefree disciples at all.

Ji Wuzhou got up and walked towards him, stopped after a few steps, turned back to Dong Ping and said: "Look at them, don't chat too late, send him to Yulu Pavilion after they leave."

Hearing the word "Yulu Pavilion", all the disciples looked at each other winkingly, Dong Ping was also slightly startled, then nodded and said: "Yes."

After watching Ji Wuzhou leave with the man, Lu Ci looked away and asked, "Who is he?"

"Him?" Dong Ping said, "His name is Nanqiao."

"Hey! Can he understand when you say that?" The eldest disciple thought she couldn't explain clearly, so he volunteered, "There are four stewards in our palace, Dongping, Xijing, Nanqiao, Beixue, and Dongping, which is in front of you. This sister."

He blinked at Dong Ping and raised his chin, and said: "The two elder sisters Xi Jing and Bei Xue went to Dong Hai with Master this time, you should have seen it too?"

Lu Ci immediately recalled the two white-clothed women who stood beside Ji Wuzhou during the grand ceremony. No wonder they called him "Palace Master" instead of "Master" when they saluted Ji Wuzhou. .

The eldest disciple continued: "The remaining Nanqiao is the one who came just now. He came earlier than everyone else, so he should be regarded as Master's... confidant!"

Hearing what he said, Lu Ci inexplicably thought of the "brother" that the boy in the coastal wine shop said, could it be this South Bridge?

He lowered his eyes to think for a moment, then raised his eyes and found that all the disciples were silently giving each other winks, as if they were evading each other.

Lu Ci couldn't help being a little dazed, and waited for a long time before he heard the senior disciple clear his throat and say hesitantly, "That... we have a problem."

The eldest disciple had been quite forthright before, Lu Ci didn't know why he suddenly became so hesitant to speak, and said, "What do you mean?"

"But don't mind if I ask you." The eldest disciple scratched his head and smiled, "How...how did you get to Xuanjingtai?"

Lu Ci suddenly realized: The Pardon Ceremony is called the Grand Ceremony, but it is actually a kind of "execution" of prisoners by the Xuanjingtai, and everyone in the Xuanjingtai is imprisoned for murder. I am afraid that everyone knows this.

Now, although "Song Zhong" won the grand ceremony, nominally he was released from previous crimes and started a new life, but after all, he was a repeat offender, and it is impossible for these disciples to be indifferent to the crimes he committed in the past.

However, what Song Zhong did was not ashamed in Lu Ci's view, even if he changed places, he would probably do the same, so he didn't feel embarrassed at all, and told the past that he had learned in the mirror pool illusion. After tidying up a little bit, I told everyone frankly.

……

"Fuck! Good kill!" The eldest disciple slapped his legs angrily.

"That's right! This old bastard should be chopped into pieces!" The rest of the disciples were also filled with righteous indignation.

Dong Ping also showed indignation, and after a while he sighed again, and put on a smile to comfort him: "Fortunately, everything is over now, from now on you can treat this place as your own home, and just stay here with peace of mind."

The eldest disciple said: "Yes, yes, yes! Little... little uncle, let's not talk about these bad things in the future. By the way, you don't know my name yet, do you? My name is Lu Yanshu, Lu from the mainland, and Yan from the wild goose." -"

"Uncle's uncle!" Everyone rushed to answer.

"Roll, roll, roll—"

Everyone laughed and made a noise, and then they reported their families, and then began to curiously inquire about the process of the excommunication ceremony, until Dong Ping couldn't bear it anymore and ordered them to go back to the room to sleep, and then all the disciples dispersed separately.

……

In the courtyard of the fairy palace, it was snowing under the moon.

On the way leading the deer to leave the Jade Deer Pavilion, Dong Ping told him that this "Jade Deer Pavilion" was Ji Wuzhou's bedroom in the Immortal Palace. Although it was divided into two rooms, the outer room was always empty. The meaning is probably to let him live there temporarily.

When passing through a corridor, Dong Ping suddenly remembered something, and said: "By the way, since you will be by the Palace Master's side in the future, there are some things I have to tell you first."

Lu Ci nodded, and Dong Ping said: "The Palace Master doesn't have too many rules in his daily life, just one point, he goes to bed every night at midnight, so before midnight, you have to warm his bed first."

"Warm bed?" Lu Ci asked in surprise.

Dong Ping raised his eyebrows: "Yes."

Lu Ci choked for a moment, then said in a daze, "How warm?"

Dong Ping seemed to have heard some joke, looked him up and down, then smiled ambiguously and playfully: "What do you think?"

Lu Ci was speechless for a moment, and after a while, he asked resolutely: "Then before I came...who warmed him up?"

Dong Ping casually said: "Whoever is on duty will be warm, sometimes it's me, sometimes it's Xijing or Beixue."

Lu Ci looked at her expression of course, and suddenly felt a slander in his heart: Ji Wuzhou, you are really good at it!What kind of unhealthy tendencies are in your dream-crossing fairy palace?Even the girl's family is like this... informal? !

After a while, the two of them walked to the gate of a high hall, and Dong Ping pouted: "Here, this is it."

Lu Ci looked up, and saw the three gilt characters "Yulu Pavilion" written on the mahogany plaque at the door.

Dong Ping patted his mouth and yawned: "Go in, I'm leaving."

After all, he turned around and went elsewhere.

Lu Ci watched her go away, then turned his head and pushed the door in. As soon as he stepped over the threshold, he was enveloped by a strong warm current.

The so-called "outer room" has all kinds of beds, tables and chairs, the floor is covered with thick felt, and the fire is strong in the four corners, and the air above the stove is trembling in the heat flow.

After closing the door, Luci untied his robe of crane feather and put it on the couch, only then did he realize that he was still holding the clay pots that Ji Wuzhou gave him earlier.

After staring at the clay pots for a while, he sat sideways on the side of the couch, lifted the red silk on one of the pots, and carefully brought it to his nose to smell it, but he didn't smell the weird smell he expected, but smelled it. A light fragrance.

Will it be hard to drink?

He looked down at the black mouth of the can and hesitated for a moment, then he simply handed it to his mouth and took a sip.

Hmm...it doesn't seem to have any smell?

He took a sip of the wine and felt it.

Oh, a little sweet.

Thinking about it, he rolled his throat and swallowed it.

After the wine passes the root of the tongue, it instantly slides down the throat like a warm current and enters the stomach, and then rises hotly, sweet and spicy with all kinds of strange tastes straight to the top of the skull.

Lu Ci's eyes lit up, and he picked up the jar without hesitation and took a few more mouthfuls until there was no more drop left before he licked his lips, letting the sense of wonder fill his mind. Really fragrant.

The hourglass in the corner made a crisp "click", and Luci turned his head to look, and found that he was close to the Zi, then remembered Dong Ping's instructions before, and hurriedly put down the jar, got up and walked to the inner room.

There is not much difference between the inner room and the outer room, except that it is a little more spacious, and the furnishings are not as luxurious as Lu Ci imagined. Besides, there is a sense of...familiarity?

Lu Ci looked at the bed, then at the rest of the furnishings and their positions, and suddenly found that the layout of the room was quite similar to the original residence of the disciples in the secret realm.

Following this similarity, he quickly found the back room for washing, tidied up a bit and returned to the inner room.

Both inside and outside of Yulu Pavilion are extremely warm, so warm that it almost makes people dizzy, Lu Ci really felt that "warming the bed" was unnecessary, but then thinking about Ji Wuzhou's physique that was extremely afraid of the cold, he felt that It seems that it is not incomprehensible.

Walking to the bed, he took off his coat and put it on the bed, lifted the quilt and got into the bed.

These days he didn't sleep peacefully in prison, and today's grand ceremony was filled with memories and falling into the water, coupled with the aftermath of the can of wine that he drank just now, he just lay down in a drowsy state, without a trace. After a while, I gradually became confused.

……

midnight.

Ji Wuzhou came back from Yishi Pavilion against the snow and moonlight, gently pushed open the door of Yulu Pavilion, and just stepped into the room, he found that there was no one on the outer bed.

He was slightly taken aback, and closed the door with his backhand. As he walked towards the bed, his eyes fell on the clay pots.

—One of the seals is open.

Ji Wuzhou sat down by the couch, picked up the jar and shook it, raising his eyebrows in surprise.

Actually drank it all?

When he handed over the pottery pot on Luyu earlier, he clearly had an expression of "the troublemaker wants to harm me", unexpectedly...

Ji Wuzhou couldn't help laughing, put down the jars and re-sealed them, picked up the hemp rope and moved them to the table.

Walking to the inner room, Ji Wuzhou saw the sleeping person on the couch at a glance, maybe it was because he was restless after drinking, half of his body was exposed outside the quilt, his hands and feet stretched out from the edge of the bed, as if he was about to turn over in the next moment tumble.

Ji Wuzhou watched quietly for a while with an unclear expression, then walked lightly around the room, extinguished most of the candles and returned to the bedside.

……

After an unknown amount of time, Lu Ci suddenly felt a little itchy in his waist, frowned and opened his sleepy eyes, only to find that the lights in the room had become extremely dim.

Squinting his eyes and looking to the side, he saw that Ji Wuzhou had already been lying on his side at some point, with long eyelashes drooping at the moment, with one hand crossing his abdomen and groping for something at his waist.

Lu Ci's body froze, and Ji Wuzhou's hand also paused, then he looked up and found that he had opened his eyes, and immediately joked: "Is it because my bed is more comfortable than the one outside, so I just hang on? "

Lu Ci immediately wanted to get up, but Ji Wuzhou tightly hugged him with his arms: "Don't move around, I just tucked in the quilt."

Luci was still drunk, so he lay back in a dizzy state, thinking to himself: He told me not to leave and asked not to move, what was going to happen?

Seeing that he didn't move around anymore, Ji Wuzhou withdrew his arms and turned to lie flat, yawned slightly, closed his eyes, and said like a gift: "Okay, just sleep here."

Lu Ci tilted his head, staring at his side face with blurred eyes, his eyes could not help but slowly fall on the silver hair scattered behind his head, and he remembered the previous question in his heart - why is his hair and the color of his eyes? Will it become what it is now?

The author has something to say:

感谢在2020-11-2021:00:00~2020-11-2221:00:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the deep water torpedo: Are you struggling? 17; God said it will rain 1;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Mu Xizi 1;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Are you not European and struggling? 2; follow the light 1;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：广粼舒烟20瓶；绝句13瓶；未允许10瓶；岁暖4瓶；东·就不实名·阳1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!