Raiders White Moonlight Master

The arch bridge crosses the moat, and a group of laughing young girls gathered beside the gurgling river.They hold lotus lanterns in their hands, and after closing their eyes to make a wish, they gently put the lanterns into the water.Blossoming lights are connected to form a string of lights, floating on the river, printing a pink halo on both sides of the river.

The lanterns drifted slowly towards the outside of the city. During the Lantern Festival, the whole city turned into a sea of ​​lights, and even the trees were hung with all kinds of lanterns.The girl returned to the shore along the stone steps, and with a smile on her face, she chose her favorite lantern to give to others.

The streets are bustling with people traveling everywhere, as well as well-known outsiders.

A man holding a rabbit lamp handed the lamp to the girl next to him. The girl took the lamp, and they looked at each other and blushed.

Shen Baixing walked through the crowd in a red dress. He was already wearing this dress when he came in. It is not surprising that the clothes change colors in other people's dreams.Those who watched the lantern didn't think Shen Baixing was good-looking, because when they passed by Shen Baixing, they didn't give him a glance, but they didn't ignore him, just like Shen Baixing was originally a citizen of the city.

"Master, son..."

After a few times, Shen Baixing was sure that the person was calling him.

"Young master," the man named Shen Baixing was about fifteen or sixteen years old, he was a boy, holding a crabapple lantern in his hand, with fine sweat on his forehead, he handed the lantern to Shen Baixing and said, "This is for you. "

"Why did you give it to me?" Shen Baixing asked.

The teenager said: "Because the son looks lonely"

"I'm not alone."

"But there is only one young master, and no one will give you a lamp."

At this moment, Shen Baixing suddenly heard Shan Yuan's voice, "Master."

"This is?" the young man asked, pointing to Shan Yuan who appeared out of nowhere. His face was full of doubts, not the horror of seeing a living person emerge from the air, and his thoughts were all on the relationship between Shan Yuan and Shen Baixing. .

Shan Yuan also had the same doubt, who is this man who is a head shorter than him?To actually give the lantern to his master, Shan Yuan once participated in the Lantern Festival Lantern Festival in Xuandu.At that time, there were girls who gave him lanterns, so Shan Yuan didn't understand the meaning of giving lanterns like his master did.

At the same time, the boy's face blurred for a moment, and then quickly became clear, which should be due to the lack of magic power of the person who constructed the dream.

Shen Baixing's face remained the same, Shan Yuan stopped his slender fingers as soon as they touched the lantern.

His apprentice said loudly, "I will take this lamp instead."

The young man froze for a moment, hesitantly staring at Shan Yuan's handsome face.

"What are you looking at me for?"

Young man: "This young man is so handsome, he took the initiative to take my lamp." He blushed while talking, Shan Yuan suddenly felt bad.

"Although the young man in red is the prettiest, but..." the young man pointed at Shan Yuan, "You are tall, you look very safe, and you also have a good impression of me, so I should choose the young man. "

Shen Baixing: "..."

His apprentice has been shown his love.

Shan Yuan: "...No, I don't like you."

The young man's eyes turned red, and he was rejected in front of people. With trembling fingers, he couldn't believe that a person like Shan Yuan could play tricks on him, "You! It's too much!"

The immature boy was hit hard, if there was a crack in the ground, Shen Baixing estimated that the other party would get in.

At the Lantern Festival, this episode was quickly ignored.Ambilight lanterns are swaying along the street, men and women who communicate with each other meet to find a place where there are few people to talk to each other.

Shan Yuan stood side by side with his master, wandering aimlessly, he couldn't help recalling the blurred figure he saw in the sea of ​​consciousness.Although it was just a quick glance, Shan Yuan always felt that he was very different from the current master. The master bathed in white light seemed... more holy?

People who came and went had a lantern in their hands, some were gifted by others and some were about to give it away, but Shen Baixing had nothing in his hand.He had never participated in such a grand event, and he was still curious, so he reached out to pick up a stranger's lantern.

There were too many people on the long street, Shen Baixing was accidentally squeezed, and his head lightly touched the lamp hanging next to him.He looked back and saw that it was in the shape of a silly tiger, especially the two eyes were drawn with pen and ink, and the image of a silly little tiger came alive on the lamp.

The stall owner who bought the lamp saw that Shen Baixing liked it, so he took the little tiger down, "My lord, this lamp costs ten cents."

Shen Baixing stood still, he had no money.

Shan Yuan thought about it, and when he came back to his senses, he realized that the master was lost.He quickly turned back to look for it, but he was not far away. Through the crowd, he saw his master, dressed in red, staring at a tiger lantern expressionlessly.

The stall owner was looked at strangely by Shen Baixing. After thinking about it, he had no money, and when he was about to drive him away, Shan Yuan came.

"Boss, I will exchange this crabapple lantern with you, will it work?"

The boss waved his hand, "I don't accept it."

Shen Baixing turned to look at his apprentice indifferently.

Shan Yuan: "...the disciple will work hard."

Shan Yuan is very good at bargaining, and at this Lantern Festival, there are many people who buy rabbit lanterns and crabapple lanterns.Shan Yuan understood the reasoning of the stall owner, and quickly replaced the little tiger lamp.

"Master, this is for you." On the brightly lit long street, a handsome young monk was holding a tiger lantern that didn't match him, with smiles on his eyes and brows.

Infected by Shan Yuan's emotions, Shen Baixing couldn't help but bend the corners of his lips, took the tiger lantern, and praised the apprentice's behavior of respecting the teacher, "You have worked hard, apprentice."

"It's not hard, these are what disciples should do."

In the middle of the month, people who participated in the Lantern Festival went home one after another.Shan Yuan didn't understand the intention of the dream maker to bring his master in. The master and apprentice walked for so long, and the physical feelings seemed to be the same as those experienced in reality.Shan Yuan found a tea shop and sat down with his master.

There were also literati and students talking in the teahouse, and their voices reached Shen Baixing's ears.Its content was nothing more than current affairs about the court, Shen Baixing didn't feel it, but Shan Yuan slowly frowned.

"What? Did you find out?" Shen Baixing noticed something strange about his apprentice and asked.

Shan Yuan said: "Master is dedicated to cultivation, so he may not be sensitive to the content of these scholars' conversations. But the disciples are more or less involved in the court affairs of the Cangxuan Kingdom. What they said in their mouths is that the emperor appointed General Zhao to attack the Nanming Kingdom. "Yue Triumph" is an old story from last year."

Shen Baixing looked at his apprentice thoughtfully.

Shan Yuan: "The Master thinks the same as the disciple. The master of the dream set back the time in the dream to a year ago." Shan Yuan poured him a cup of tea for the Master, "At first the disciple thought that what we saw in the dream was Illusory things, it seems that I have misunderstood, these are all experienced by the owner of the dream."

"...It makes sense." Shen Baixing drank his tea calmly, but he didn't say anything, it was Shan Yuan who was talking all by himself, not only talking but also bringing these conjectures with him.Shen Baixing put down his teacup, and while he didn't understand the compliment from his apprentice from the bottom of his heart, he also enjoyed it quite a bit.

No matter how many times the dynasties have changed, sour-rot literati like to gather in restaurants and teahouses and other places, and apply the poems and songs they have learned for many years to various classics, and talk about their talents and knowledge.

After a while, the leading scholar at the next table expressed his opinion and was praised profusely by his peers.

The voice of the people faded away, Shan Yuan was still Shen Baixing was still sitting in the teahouse.The waiter in the teahouse didn't seem to see them, and after sending the rest of the guests out, he closed the door.

"Master, the master of the dream..."

Before Shan Yuan finished speaking, the whole teahouse became unreal, the doors, windows, tables and chairs twisted in a strange arc, as if some kind of power was operating.

Shen Baixing was sitting safe and sound. From the corner of his eye, he saw a young man in blue clothes with a sword running out from the end of the long street through the narrow window.The man had sword eyebrows and star eyes, a jade pendant hung around his waist, and a red sword tassel hung from the hilt.

With a bang, the wooden window was violently pushed open, and Shen Baixing disappeared in a flash.

He knew the person just now, and it was clearly the disappeared Lingyun Sect disciple Jing Ming that Shan Yuan had mentioned.

With Shen Baixing's shot, the dreamland collapsed at a rapid speed, and the people who were still on the street turned into air.

Jingming seemed to be avoiding something chasing him, and the moment he saw Shen Baixing, his eyes showed ecstasy.But before the smile on his face could be removed, the dream completely collapsed.

Jing Ming disappeared again.

Shen Baixing and Shan Yuan were kicked out by the owner of the dream.

The moonlight was dim, and the fog filled the air.At night in Qing'an Town, there are no insects and birds singing, only the non-stop voices and footsteps in the fog, and the occasional harsh sound of fingernails brushing against the door frame.

In the guest room, a snow-white mandarin duck-eyed lion cat with a big fluffy tail looked drowsily at the two on the bed.

Shen Baixing hadn't woken up yet, Shan Yuan was sitting by the bed, his forehead remained where it was before he fell asleep, and was tightly pressed against his master's brow.

The eyelashes fluttered slightly, Shen Baixing woke up slowly, and let out an uncomfortable hum from between his lips and teeth, which was heard by the tip of the lion cat's ears.

"noob!"

Shen Baixing only felt that his body was very heavy, especially his head, which was swollen and painful as if being squeezed by something.After he opened his eyes, he realized that the apprentice was sticking to his body face to face, and Shan Yuan's claws were still grabbing his shoulders.

Recalling the phrase "Great rebellion" before fainting, Shen Baixing lightly pressed his fingers against Shan Yuan's chest, and then pushed him on the bed!

boom!

Even with the quilt as a buffer, Shan Yuan still knocked his head in a daze for a while.

There were rustling sounds from the bedside, it was Shen Baixing who lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

It's night, in a certain room.

A handsome man with a height of eight feet got up from the bed without saying a word, opened his clothes and knelt down in front of Shen Baixing.

Shen Baixing paused when he poured water, his indifferent expression showed some cracks, and he asked in surprise, "What are you doing?"

Po Yan was placed by Shan Yuan's knees, and the lion cats squatted side by side.

"Disciples should not touch Master's body privately without Master's permission."

Why does this sound weird?Shen Baixing thought in doubt.

The lion cat flicked its tail on Shan Yuan's thigh, with round cat eyes, "Shut up, you won't even ask for guilt." In order to prevent the idiot Shan Yuan from uttering more imaginative words, the lion cat quickly explained: "In short, Xiaobai, your apprentice cared too much about you, and begged me to tell him how to find you in his dreams. Xiaobai, although Shan Yuan is a bit stupid, he is upright and loyal."

Shen Baixing: "But my apprentice said 'touch my body', where did he touch?"

With remorse on his face, Shan Yuan lowered his head slightly, and said, "A disciple shouldn't touch Master's forehead by touching Master's shoulder without Master's permission."

The author says:

Shan Yuan: "Why is it always me who gets hurt?"