Death knocked on the gate of hell

Ouyang Feng traveled all over the world, wandering around the world, wherever he went, he saw something went wrong, and he solved it smoothly.He rescued dozens of wraiths like Ying Xiaowen, large and small.He has subdued quite a few evil spirits who are aggressive and do harm to one side.

This encounter with Black and White Impermanence was purely by chance.He asked, "Did the seventh master and the eighth master come to Xiamen on a business trip?"

Ouyang Feng is a Taoist priest, so he knows more about ghosts and gods than ordinary people.When he invited Wuchang for the first time, he thought he was really invited to be really impermanent, and he respectfully called him "Seven Lords and Eight Lords". Master's name is taboo." Only then did he realize that Wuchang was more than two people.

Later, whenever he went to a place, the impermanence he invited was different from the previous ones, and he understood that these were all impermanence ghosts in charge of their respective jurisdictions.The status of the real impermanent fairy is very high, and only big shots can move it.And those who can disturb these two appearances will definitely cause a sensation when they leave this world.

He knew that ordinary ghosts would not have the turn of Immortal Wuchang, but he hadn't heard of the death of any important person in Xiamen recently...

Xie Bi'an didn't say much: "No."

"If you're not here for business, then you're here for tourism?" Ouyang Feng suddenly realized, "Yes, gods also want leisure and entertainment, and they can't be busy with work all day long."

"I just came from Putian, and the scenery there is good." Ouyang Feng recommended tourist attractions to them with kindness, "Anyway, they are all in Fujian Province, so I have come here. You may as well go to Putian after visiting Xiamen. You can also take a cruise on Meizhou Island to see the sea.”

No Chinese person can refuse the four-character mantra of "Come and come", and neither can the Huaxia God.

Fan Wujiu turned his head and asked Xie Bi'an: "Xiaobai, do you want to go?"

Xie Bi'an: "If you go, I will go."

Fan Wujiu: "Of course we are together."

Xie Bi'an said reservedly: "That's fine."

Fan Wujiu said to Ouyang Feng: "We have accepted your proposal, thank you."

Ouyang Feng: "...You're welcome."

Black and White Impermanence deserves to be the deadliest pair of gods in Chinese gods. It is true that "death cannot separate them".

That night, Xie Bi'an and Fan Wujiu lay side by side on the bed, neither of them fell asleep, they chatted all night.

This is their home back then. When they revisited their old place, they were filled with emotions, so that those things that had been forgotten during their lifetime became clear again with the surge of thoughts.

Fan Wujiu rested his hands behind his head and looked at the ceiling: "There are pines and cypresses planted around the road outside. I remember it used to be a bamboo forest."

"I remember that too." Xie Bi'an said, "You always practiced your sword there and destroyed a lot of bamboo."

Fan Wujiu smiled: "You love to play the piano there, the tune is very nice, I can still hum a part now."

He began to hum as he spoke, humming smoothly, obviously familiar with the melody.

"It's the Bamboo Forest Tune that I improvised back then, and I've forgotten it." Xie Bi listened quietly for a while, and then said, "It's been 1000 years, you still remember it."

Fan Wujiu said: "How could I forget the song you played, I care so much about you."

"Actually, I also remember your sword moves. It's a pity that I'm not good at swords, otherwise I could dance for you." Xie Bi'an closed his eyes, "It's not just the bamboo forest, I remember when my mother hung clothes with the old ladies in the neighborhood. We played hide-and-seek, you He just hid behind his wet clothes, thinking that covering his eyes would prevent me from seeing, but he didn't realize that his feet were exposed outside, it was really deceiving..."

Fan Wujiu was startled, his thoughts drifted away.

Lao Bai even forgot his own piano music, but he still remembered his sword moves.

Just as the tune was improvised by Xie Bi'an, this sword move was created by Fan Wujiu himself.Apart from the two of them, no one else in the world knows.

But thousands of years have passed, even they themselves have forgotten, but the other party still remembers.

Brother should not be able to do this?Fan Wujiu thought hesitantly that he could remember Lao Bai's tune because he loved Lao Bai and remembered his every move in his heart.Why is Lao Bai?

Golden arrows don't make people lie.But the golden arrow of love hit by a thousand years later will never make Lao Bai love him since thousands of years ago.

I loved him thousands of years ago...

how can that be possible?

Fan Wujiu had two voices arguing in his head.

One said: "Old Bai should just have a good memory. Lao Bai has always been smart, and he can remember it with a glance. It's so strange to be able to memorize your sword moves."

This statement is very true.

Another said: "But Xiaobai didn't know martial arts back then. If you want to remember your sword moves, how carefully do you have to observe? Think about it, you can remember his piano music even though you don't know the rhythm. You have to be very careful." to do it.”

...seems to make sense.

"I think you have been dazzled by the golden arrow of love. Seeing that Laobai loves you now, I really imagine that he also liked you before. Don't be sentimental, sober up, if you take it seriously, after the golden arrow expires, you The relationship is awkward."

"A coward is a coward! If you don't fight hard, how do you know it's impossible? Such a good opportunity is in front of you, but you are still hesitating. You deserve to be single for the rest of your life."

"You can't be sorry for your brother!"

"It's a good face, you obviously don't treat him as a brother!"

The two voices insisted on their own words, each with their own reasons, arguing back and forth in his mind, which made Fan Wujiu dizzy.

He roared in a bad tone: "Stop making noise!"

The two voices in my head disappeared at once, and the world was instantly quiet.

... was unnaturally quiet.

After a while, Xie Bi'an said calmly: "You think I'm noisy?"

Fan Wujiu: "..."

In his mind, heaven and man are at war, but in reality only Xie Bi'an is talking to him.He suddenly said don't make noise, it's hard to prevent Xie Bi'an from misunderstood that Fan Wujiu was telling him to shut up.

Fan Wujiu hurriedly explained: "Xiaobai, no, I..."

Xie Bi'an turned his back: "Understood, you don't want to listen to me, so I won't say anything."

This really cost Fan Wujiu his life.He quickly stood up, stroked Xie Bi'an's shoulder and coaxed: "Xiaobai, I'm not being mean to you, I just thought of other troubles in my mind, and I want to stop my mind..."

Xie Bi'an's tone was even colder: "You are still distracted while chatting with me, you really don't want to listen to me."

Fan Wujiu hurriedly said: "No, what I think is also related to you."

Xie Bi'an's voice this time has lost all warmth: "It turns out that what is related to me is actually an annoying matter. Since we are far apart, let's break up."

Fan Wujiu: "..."

As long as he has Xie Bi'an's sharp teeth, he won't get darker and darker.

Fan Wujiu took a deep breath: "Xiaobai, turn around and listen to me."

However, Xie Bi'an was already angry, the kind that Fan Wujiu could not coax well even if he knelt down.

Fan Wujiu surrendered: "Ancestor, it was just a misunderstanding." But it was hard to say what was going on in his mind just now.

Xie Bi'an said softly, "Are you annoyed by me bringing up trivial matters from the past?"

Fan Wujiu was taken aback: "How come. Besides, didn't I mention it first?"

Xie Bi'an didn't speak anymore.

The golden arrow can infinitely magnify human nature.Xie Bi'an's nature is calm, seemingly without any fluctuations, but the sensitivity and delicateness in his temperament, and the inferiority complex in his secret love, are suddenly a thousand times stronger because of this.

He likes Fan Wujiu, which is his biggest secret before and after his death.Even if it is no longer a secret, the thousand years of forbearance and repression have penetrated into his bones.

Because he secretly liked Fan Wujiu, Xie Bi'an remembered everything he had with Fan Wujiu during his lifetime.I remember that when they were children, they held hands and went to the town to watch shadow puppetry; I remembered that they practiced swords in the bamboo forest, he accidentally cut his finger, and Fan Wujiu carefully wiped the blood from his fingertips; Write down those dazzling sword moves; remember every little game they played together, every piece of sugar cake they shared...

These trivial things are all his precious memories.But he wasn't sure if it was equally precious to Fan Wujiu.Fan Wujiu's performance is too straight, and he is completely regarded as a brother. To Fan Wujiu, those memories may be just unimportant past events, not worth mentioning.

He mentioned it in such a detail that he was afraid of annoying people.

Even after being together, Xie Bi'an with a keen mind can detect that Fan Wujiu has reservations and has not devoted himself wholeheartedly to this love.He even took the initiative to hold hands, so Fan Wujiu was still hesitating.

Maybe Lao Hei doesn't like him, but he just reluctantly agreed to be with him because he couldn't bear to hurt his dear brother.Xie Bi'an has always thought this way, so he usually doesn't ask for kisses, doesn't ask for sex, and doesn't make things difficult for Fan Wujiu.As much as he wanted it - there was no one who didn't want to do this with a lover.

Feelings can't be forced.Xie Bi'an knew that the other party was acting with him, but he was still greedy for this momentary illusion, even though he never felt safe from it.

He was afraid that Fan Wujiu would stop acting suddenly one day, so he said to him: "Old Bai, I'm sorry, but actually I still treat you as a brother."

That day will come later, he still hopes that the fake show will come true.

Xie Bi'an felt that crushing love was a desperate and sad thing, it was truly sad, ridiculous and terrifying, it could make a person on the cloud humble down to the dirt.Secret love is like performing a sour, sweet, bittersweet one-man show alone. There is no audience in the audience. From the beginning to the end, the person you love knows nothing.

Fan Wujiu felt bad.Lao Bai didn't speak, but no matter how slow his reaction was, he could tell that Lao Bai was very depressed now.

Did he say something wrong?He did say "don't make noise", but after careful consideration, he realized that it was a misunderstanding. Why is Lao Bai so sad?

Fan Wujiu couldn't figure it out.But he knew he couldn't do nothing and let Lao Bai feel sad all night.

How should lovers caress each other?

Fan Wujiu's mind flashed a bunch of eighteen bans.

... He hurriedly threw all those colored things out of his mind.

No, neither.

Fan Wujiu thought hard for a long time, closed his eyes, and went all out.

He leaned down, and kissed Xie Bi'an's side face carefully and with great care.

This was the first kiss he offered to Xie Bi'an.

Xie Bi'an's eyelashes trembled, he didn't struggle, and he didn't open his eyes, but most of the low pressure on his body dissipated.

Secret love is like this, bitter and sweet, even if you are about to give up in frustration, you can persist for a long time when you get a little response.

Fan Wujiu knew that he was not asleep, maybe because he was shy, so he pretended not to respond.

He was not very courageous, such a kiss almost exhausted all of Fan Wujiu's courage, he was ready to part with one touch, and raised his upper body slightly.

At this time, Xie Bi'an said softly: "If you go down further, I will be happier."

Fan Wujiu's breath was stagnant.

... and down to the lips.