Ten Thousand Postures of Whitewashing Master

After 18 years, Yu Fuchen finally walked out of the cold valley and appeared in front of people.

Now Liu Changting is deaf in both ears, even with the blessing of Yuehua's spell, his weak voice is still inaudible.

"I haven't seen you for many years, but Jiumengjun really hasn't changed at all. Thank you for taking care of me in the past 18 years. Now that my injury is gradually recovering, it's time for me to say goodbye to Jiumengjun."

"Needless to say, all these years, you have regarded Bei Chen as your own, so why thank you for taking care of him?"

Yu Fuchen was stunned for a moment, and then said with a polite smile: "I really should thank Lord Jiumeng for the fleshy matter, because my sleeping caused a lot of trouble, thanks to Lord Jiumeng's help and understanding."

"Fortunately, your body is in good condition. The deeper your foundation, the better your spiritual power. But you don't know when your body will recover. Why don't you go to Taoxijian to see? Now the Eastern Sea Medical Sect is your younger brother, and you can go and see it. good."

Seeing that the other party's expression became more and more ugly, Liu Changting added: "If you are in a hurry, I will send you a letter to inform you."

Yu Beichen tugged on his father's sleeve, and wanted to remind him, when he heard a burst of laughter from afar.

"Don't talk to him about the details. To tell you the truth, he is half-deaf now. When you talk to him, you have to sink your dantian, and use a volume that can collapse a mountain. For example..."

Feng Zehuan rode a suanni and jumped in front of the crowd, hugging Liu Changting's shoulders. Regardless of his blushing, he said in his ear: "Don't be fooled! There is no one who is wrong with you, just pretend to be dumb!"

Now that Liu Changting stopped talking, Feng Zehuan shrugged his shoulders, "So, don't expect to communicate with him, just tell me what's important. Speaking of which, why did you come out of the mountain? Could it be... "

"Brother, Changhuan is back."

Feng Zehuan's body trembled. Under shock, he couldn't believe the meaning of his words, and asked hesitantly, "What... what did you say?"

"The soul of Chang Huan was in my body before, fused with my flesh and blood, and was able to coexist with me. But after letting go of the soul lamp today, I felt that the spiritual power that belonged to him was pulled away... so ,He is back."

Yu Beichen's eyes widened when he heard this, and looked at Yin Wuji beside him, as if asking him whether what he just heard was true.

Before getting a response, Yu Fuchen slightly nodded at Feng Zehuan and Liu Changting, and dragged his weak body towards the mountain gate.

Yu Beichen followed immediately, and was about to call for someone when he was pulled back. Looking back, it was Feng Zehuan.

"Let him go alone. He and him have been separated for 18 years. When we meet again, we must hope to be in the best state and not let that person worry. If you are worried, follow him from a distance and don't interfere, okay? ?”

When Yu Beichen was hesitant, Yin Wuji had already agreed, and then dragged the man down the mountain behind Yu Fuchen.

Because his meddling ruined the event, Yu Beichen shook off Yin Wuji, and asked with a suppressed temper: "What are you doing! My father just woke up and his injuries haven't recovered yet. If something happens to him, I'll fight you hard!!"

"Don't be in a hurry to die or live. He is the emperor of the world. He is a legendary figure who can subvert the Nine Heavens with the power of one or two people. How could he be blown down by a gust of cold wind?"

As soon as he finished saying this, Yu Fuchen, who was walking in the wind and snow in the distance, stumbled very appropriately. Seeing this, Yu Beichen was about to rush forward to help the man, but he hadn't taken a few steps. The backhand was picked up by the waist again, and he retreated a few steps and threw it back to the original place.

"Please, do I have to be so clear? Who doesn't want to show their best side in front of the person they like? Although your father is hurt badly, he can't bear to worry about your father. How much he wants to see that person you It’s not that he doesn’t know, besides, he is still the emperor of the world, a strong man like a god. Please, save some face for the old man, and don’t shatter the dreams of thousands of young people, okay?”

Yu Beichen knew how much Daddy cared about his father, and how much he wanted to restore his father's peace of mind as soon as possible, so he was rarely silent as he watched Yu Fuchen's far away back.

"Perhaps, you are right..."

Yu Beichen, who was persuaded by Yin Wuji, did not follow up stubbornly, and the two followed Yu Fuchen and went down the mountain together with him.

Seeing the man walk into the inn with ease, Yu Beichen was still thinking that his father had acquaintances down the mountain, and when he saw the shopkeeper rolling his eyes and looking at the white-haired and thin-clothed old ghost in front of him, he was full of disdain.

Yu Beichen sneered outside and made a gesture of cutting his neck with a knife in his hand, and then turned out a shiny golden leaf and held it in his hand. When the shopkeeper saw him, his face was immediately full of flattery, and he invited Yu Fuchen in. In the back hall, after a while, he changed into black clothes and looked much more energetic.

After he left, Yu Beichen threw the gold leaf into the shopkeeper's hand, flung his sleeves and walked away, while Yin Wuji shook his head helplessly.

Yu Fuchen was seriously ill, and it was difficult for him to go lightly or use his sword to travel, so he had no choice but to rent a horse and walk slowly all the way.

He didn't have much spiritual power left, so it is said that he would not waste it on useless things, but the two of them were always curious when they saw him pick up a butterfly or bird and fly in the air from time to time along the way.

Yin Wuji scratched his head, "Could it be that the old man used this method to find your father?"

Yu Beichen shook his head and didn't say a word, and followed without saying a word, and arrived in Xuemiao City after rushing for a few days.

This is the imperial capital of all realms, the most prosperous city. Former Yu Beichen also traveled here, met a strange man in red, and a strange white deer biting the corner of his clothes, leaving a deep impression on him. deep shadows.

So seeing his father swaggering into Xuewu City, he felt a little bit resistant.

"To discuss something, can...can I hand over my father to you?"

Yin Wuji, who was lying on the horseback looking up at the sky with a weed in his mouth, said "huh?", "How do you know how to let go now?"

"The main reason is... I don't really want to enter this city gate."

"Oh? Is that so? I heard that Snow Misty City is the place where your parents stayed the longest, and it might become the place where they reunite. Are you sure you want to let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?"

After thinking about it, Yu Beichen gave in. Naturally, nothing in the world is more important than his parents.

When the two arrived in the city, they lost Yu Fuchen because of the delay, so they had to split up to find someone. The bustling city was full of people, and it was really not easy to find someone.

Fortunately, Yu Beichen had worn a piece of warm jade on that person in advance, as long as he got close, the identical piece on his body would emit a faint light.

He was walking between the markets, and suddenly saw the light of Nuanyu becoming brighter, so he immediately stopped and looked around.

He almost missed his father who had changed in appearance. At first he saw the black-haired monk going out in the shop and didn't pay attention, but when he remembered later, he had already gone far away.

"Hey! Dad! What are you doing dyeing your hair? Smug beauty is not like that..."

Yu Beichen patted his head, followed to find out, and saw Yu Fuchen, who still had wet black hair on his head, entered a wine shop.

The storyteller in the hall was talking endlessly about the romance between the emperor of the world and the peerless monster. During the banquet, only one person in white was listening carefully with a hookah pipe in his mouth.

His father entered the door with ease, without asking if others welcomed him, he walked up to the man in white, sat opposite him, and filled the two glasses that had been set up with wine.

"Dad...Dad! Don't be ashamed, what are you doing with other people's wine! It's not like we can't afford it!"

Yu Beichen greeted in a low voice, but the other party didn't listen to half a word. He pushed one of the cups in front of the man in white, and said softly, "I haven't seen you for many years, you are still so young."

"I fell into a drowsy sleep, and before I knew it, the sky had dawned thousands of times, the sun rose and the moon set, mountains moved and the sea moved, all of which were just a dream of opening and closing eyes. It's a pity that you seem to be much older .”

"The son is grown up, is it still reasonable to be old? Besides, we have slept in a dream for 18 years, but one person woke up 18 times during the [-] years and picked up countless lamps for the slacker who didn't return. The soul-inducing lotus lamp finally awakened him after many years."

The man in white turned his head, breathed out the smoke lightly, his eyes were full of smiles.

"behavior."

"Long Huan."

They called each other, and said the same thing:

"You're back."

"I am back."

Yu Fuchen held the man in his arms, embraced the lover he had lost and regained several times, and kissed his forehead lightly.

He has been waiting for this kiss for too long...

At this time, the wine table lying between the two of them seemed to be an eyesore. Yu Beichen touched the tip of his sore nose, resisting the urge to cry, went up to hold the hands of the two, and handed the Runyu in his palms In the hands of Feng Changhuan.

"Father, it's the first time we meet... In the future, please give me more advice."

Feng Changhuan rubbed his head, his eyes were full of doting smiles, and he said softly: "Huhuhuhu, I'm back."

"Father, we can finally be reunited now, and our family will never be separated again, okay?"

Yu Fuchen and Feng Changhuan looked at each other, smiled suddenly, pinched his face, "Did you forget someone?"

Just at this time, Yin Wuji, who was out of breath, rushed into the wine shop. Seeing that the family of three were so sensational, he retreated wisely, and saw Yu Fuchen waving at him.

"Come here, if you want a family reunion, how can you be missing?"

"Emperor, Emperor?"

"If you don't change your mind, it's time to call him dad."

In a daze, one person stood up at the table.

This person lowered his head very low, and he didn't have any sense of presence at all. Everyone didn't realize that there were extra eyes around him, until he walked up to everyone with an insulated food box and brought out a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus. Candied lotus root.

"The special delicacy of Yangzhou City, I don't know if I, the head of 36 Pi, personally delivered it to the door, but can I still be worthy of the title of two human emperors and a peerless demon?"

Lifting his head and flicking his bangs, it was Yi Wanshui.

Feng Chang laughed happily, clasped his hands together and bowed to the person. After thanking him, he couldn't wait to pick up a piece of candied lotus root and brought it to his mouth. After he took a bite, the fragrance remained on his lips and teeth. It was still the same taste as before.

He couldn't help sighing, "It's so sweet, it's good to be alive, the world is the real fairyland..."

As he said, he handed the bitten candied lotus root to Yu Fuchen, but the man didn't appreciate it, took his hand, pressed his head, pulled him closer, bowed his head and kissed him, very To take the piece from his mouth.

"Although candied lotus root is sweet, it is not one ten thousandth as sweet as you. The world needs you to be in a real fairyland..."

"Grumpy."

"Like it?"

"Just don't hate it..."

Only then did Yu Fuchen get up contentedly, and took Feng Changhuan out, standing where the sun was shining, watching the prosperity of the world with him.

Feng Changhuan blocked the scorching light, and when he saw Yu Fuchen stretching out his hand towards him, he put his hand in his palm, and a subtle spiritual flow merged with his, and when they separated, there was something from the two touching each other. A dazzling Cang Luan flew out of his palm, lingered beside them, uttered a melodious cry, and then flew past the heads of the crowd, straight into the sky.

Where Cang Luan passed by, Feng Zehuan and Liu Changting stood at the corner of the street and looked at them with a smile on their faces. Bai Qinghan, who was sitting firmly in the tea house, sipped the dew, and Mo Qianlin, who was standing beside him, waved to them, congratulating them With the safe return of my best friend.

The person in the bright colored clothes hid in the crowd, saw the two from a distance, and finally let go of the hanging heart. He wanted to go back to the house, but he was dragged to the two by the fellow Taoists. Awkwardly concealing his inner concern, he poured out his worries over the years.

"Master, brother, I...you are safe and sound, that's great."

Bu Yinlou squeezed Min Sinian's hand, "Don't be shy, didn't you argue before coming here that you must hug Master this time, why did you froze?"

"You! Don't talk too much!!"

Then Cang Luan flew over the towering palace walls, and the gusts aroused blown into the Jiuchong Pavilion. The Ming Palace Merchant, who was correcting the memorial, raised his eyes and saw the years, dust and moons slowly approaching, and blew out the candles that had been burning at the table all night. Walking between the terraces, looking at the current prosperity with a smile, he looked back and said:

"This prosperous world will finally come as you wish."

Ming Gongshang smiled, called the man to him, held his hand, and put the golden silk jade rosary on his hand before he refused.

"You are..."

"Although you have Jiangshan as a hire, I know you don't care about these little things, but this is my wish, so let's accept it."

"But this is the Supreme Emperor..."

"Because the father stayed behind, it is even more precious. In the days to come, you and it must stay by my side."

"What a fool who is obsessed with love..."

The wind blows between the mountains and fields, and Ming Zhi, who has returned to the forest, broke off a peach branch and put it in the palm of Gu Qingzhou, who is already full of silver hair. He kissed the old scar on his chest, and habitually covered his legs tightly. on the blanket.

"The peach blossoms are still brilliant this year, it's great, stick to it."

"I saw the rose you planted on the back mountain just now, and it has already sprouted new buds. I believe that it won't be long before the pure flowers will be swaying all over the mountains and plains. Then watch it with me, okay?"

"Okay, I will try my best to live, and try to accompany you to watch this rain of flowers in the next year."

Ying Yougu sat on the branch of an old tree, crossed one leg and looked at the people coming and going in the Yuelao Temple, holding a wooden plaque tied with red silk in his hand, with his fingertips swipe lightly, engraved the names of a pair of lovers on it , seemed to be dissatisfied with the handwriting, and casually threw the wooden sign back, but was caught in the palm of the man in white, shook his head at him, and tied it to the branch of the old tree covered with red notes.

"Don't take other people's feelings as a trifling matter so easily. If you become a Yuelao, you will be responsible to the end."

"Oh? Then if you sleep alone, you also have to be responsible?"

"You... are you still unreasonable?"

"If you don't tell me, you may even break the contract. I won't let you go in the future. Be prepared to stay by Gu's side for the rest of your life!"

Under the busy city, among the crowd, a swordsman with horrific scars on his face pulled a child who couldn't walk straight, and dangled a candied haws in his hand in front of the child.

The little boy grinned and babbled at the person with a small mouth that had not yet fully grown his teeth. He was still holding a heavy black iron mask in his arms. The swordsman was deeply moved. Teach the child pronunciation in one meal.

"Come on, follow me, Bai and Hong."

"Eight...gong?"

"It's not Hachiko, it's Baihong, Baihong."

"Bayi Gong?"

The swordsman smiled helplessly, and brought the candied haws to the boy. Seeing him eating happily, he did not forget to remind him, "Eat slowly, don't eat too much, or you will have a toothache at night."

In the place covered with ice and snow, Bu Nian'an put down his broom, wiped off the snow on the steles for the two old tombs in the cold valley, placed the ice lotus liqueur that Xuannan had never had the chance to enjoy again in his lifetime, and saw the sky screaming and flying Cang Luan passing by had a gleam of joy on his old face.

"Xuannan, I heard that Feng Changhuan has woken up and reconnected with the emperor. This is really a great joy. Speaking of this, should you also come back..."

Hangu is still dead and silent, only the gale is howling.

"If you don't speak, it's just as if you agreed. In this life, there will be no Nine Heavens, no Emperor Zun, no me, and you don't have to bear the shackles of fate. You will be very happy..."

In the valley, Xiao Chen bandaged the injured rabbit's injured leg, pasted a paper pain-relief charm on the wound, held the rabbit in his arms, and followed its long ears and fur to soothe its frightened mood.

Thinking of letting it go back to the forest like this, it will get hurt again, so why not just stay by your side and take care of it, and it won’t be too late to release it after it recovers completely, so I hugged the rabbit and went back to the residence. The giant python was so frightened that Lingtu screamed and passed out on the spot.

Xiao Chen punched the giant python on the head angrily, "Don't hide here to scare people! Do you know how big you are!!"

Cang Mang immediately turned into a human form, pushed him against the wall against his body, not forgetting to lift his thin chin.

"Baby, you are finally willing to admit that you are a husband..."

The man sneered, "Jiang Chensha, believe it or not, I'll let you show off again?"

In the land of Heshuo, Yan Qiudao stands on the top of the mountain. Years of chronic illnesses have made him a lot more delicate, and often a gust of cold wind can make him unable to get out of bed for a few days.

The disciple stood by his side and advised him to go back to his room to rest earlier. After being declined, he boldly asked: "Sect Master, do you miss Master Xiao again?"

"I don't want to, I don't want to, ahem... just know that he is fine, if you care too much, your friends will be unhappy."

The disciple was puzzled, "Sect Master, your condition is not bad, and you have been with Master Xiao for many years. He doesn't appreciate your efforts at all. He is simply a white-eyed wolf. Why do you torture yourself?"

Yan Qiudao turned his head and smiled at his disciple, then shook his head.

"You are still young, and I thought the same way in the early years. Until Yun Wuling was resurrected, he who was with me almost died trying to save me. At that time, I knew that his affection for me ended at the teacher Friends, forever, are teachers and friends.”

"You still love him, why don't you continue to pursue him, and now that Valley Master Jiang is back, you should compete fairly."

"Fulfillment is also a kind of relief. If I let him go, I will let myself go."

"So are you letting go now?"

"If you say you haven't let go, you are lying to him. If you say you have let go, you are lying to yourself."

On an isolated island overseas, Mu Lingxi has guarded the body of the island owner for 18 years. He has never left the forbidden area, and the cold has penetrated into his bones, making him look gray early.

The disciples said that he had a special liking for the island owner, so in the past years, he has never left him for a moment, even Mu Xiyue, who was once controlled by others and made a disaster, was carefully taken care of by him, and he never made a mistake.

Regarding this, Mu Lingxi just laughed it off, and only when the long night was so silent that it was unbearably chilling, would she close to Mu Xinfeng's cold heart, and said sadly: "Island Master, what they said is right. It's been 18 years, Feng Changhuan is back, you...you should wake up too."

The fingers of the sleeping man twitched for a moment, and slowly opened his frost-covered eyelashes, spitting out the poisonous blood that had accumulated for a long time, with an unconcealable smile at the corner of his mouth.

"That's right, I... came back to see you, Lingxi..."

Inside the bamboo grove, Yun Wuyu guarded the lonely grave on the hill, already drunk.

He hugged the cold tombstone, crying and laughing like crazy.

"Master...Father, why are other people's stories so perfect, but I lost you and my brother. Those who hated you didn't care about it, and those who hated him didn't care about it, but now you are all gone. , I... I... Do you know how I have lived these 18 years..."

He raised his head and drank the strong wine in the altar, the acrid taste choked in his throat, sparking tears.

"I'm muddled, life is worse than death, even in my dream, I still feel the pain of losing my brother, can...can you please entrust me with a good dream, and then... let me see him again..."

A person approached in the hazy vision.

Yun Wuyu squinted his eyes, saw the seven swords on the back of the visitor clearly, and laughed out loud.

"Father, look, Mengmeng came just as he was talking, how can I just look at it...it seems that my brother is back..."

Yun Wuling shook his head helplessly, bent down, hugged the man who smelled of alcohol, stroked his head, and said softly: "It's not a dream, Wuyu, I'm back..."

The sword box on his back exuded dazzling brilliance, several sword lights went straight into the sky, and then a pair of sword spirits appeared beside Yun Wuyu's chaotic wine table.

Long Que shook the wine jar that had bottomed out, and said boredly: "Broken Snake, there is no wine here, why don't you go to Xueyu City to join in the fun and eat the wine of the emperor?"

"up to you."

Along the coast, the scholar squatted on the seashore with his arms around his knees, looking at the murloc who was completely immersed in the seawater, he couldn't help swallowing.

Following his actions, the extremely sensitive murloc immediately punched him hard on the bridge of the nose.

"You bastard! Thinking about how to eat me again! What kind of moth is this time, grilled over charcoal, or braised in soy sauce?"

The scholar was not in a hurry when he got a nosebleed. He rubbed the red tip of his nose and said with a silly smile, "Hey, do you think my bed is enough for a grill~ I've wanted to eat it for a long time, so come and relieve my brother~"

Flying all over the world, Cang Luan finally flapped his wings and landed in Jiuyou.

A man with red hair and red clothes was standing in the middle of the sea of ​​flowers, raised his hand to give Cang Luan a place to stand, stroked its soft fur, and enjoyed its melodious chirping.

"He still has the heart to remember to come back and take a look, which is also respect for this lord. Go back and tell him that he does not belong to Jiuyou. Don't worry about it anymore. This lord will seal the door of Jiuyou to the mortal world. This gentleman guards here, the monsters will no longer harm the world, and he can retire with peace of mind."

Cangluan groaned, Yu Tianyin seemed to understand what it meant.

"Oh? It turns out that he is still worried about this. It's okay. Just tell him that although Yin Wuji is from Jiuyou, he has been assimilated by his precious son for many years in the mortal world. If you want to get to the bottom of his identity..."

Yu Tianyin put his index finger against his lips, and the blood in his eyes suddenly became eye-catching.

"It's a secret, don't tell it, don't tell it..."

The author has something to say: At this point, the plot of the main text has come to an end, and there will be a few chapters of side stories. The first one starts with Ming Gong Shang x Sui Chenyue, just a reminder!Sui Chenyue is not a real eunuch, not a real eunuch, not a real eunuch!It's a grown-up story, I hope you like it.

Thank you for reading the text, the little cute duck~