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"Where are we now?" Shen Zong stood at the window and looked down. The night was thick, and it was a small town with warm yellow lights. There were tourists in twos and threes, peaceful and quiet. A small river was flowing quietly in the distance, and the moonlight Like broken silver floating on the water, the willow trees are lingering on the bank.

"This is Qingshi Town." Xie Chenyuan took out a roll of yellowed map, clicked on one of the interlaced patterns of mountains, and said: "Take a short rest tonight, and leave for Langya Mountain tomorrow, which is far away from Langya Mountain , it will probably take a month to get there."

"After Langya is Lingchuan, you can rent a boat and enter the Wangsheng Chaohai in Tianji City."

Shen Zong listened to Xie Shenyuan's clear and reasonable thoughts, and called out: "Shen Yuan."

"Huh?" Xie Chenyuan tilted his head.

Shen Zong knew clearly that Xie Chenyuan couldn't see him, but the appearance of listening carefully made him feel happy.

"We came out to play, we can rest here for a few more days, and buy something to eat, so we don't have to rush." ​​Shen Zong put forward his opinion: "What do you think?"

Xie Chenyuan pursed his thin lips slightly, and after a while he said: "Okay." His expression was alienated and cold, but Shen Zong felt inexplicably that Xie Chenyuan seemed a little... at a loss.

"Guest officer, the hot water is here."

Xiao Er knocked on the door, then came in with a bucket of hot water, and poured it into the bathtub by the way.

After going back and forth three times through a screen, the tub was half full.

Before leaving, he closed the door.

Xie Chenyuan walked to the rear side room, Shen Zong remembered that he was soaking in the cold spring on the top of the mountain, and hurriedly followed.

The white robe was hung on the mahogany bracket, Xie Chenyuan looked at the hot water in the bathtub, and stretched out his hand to check it, the water was slightly hot.

"It's hot water. I also like to bathe in hot water." Standing beside him, Shen Zong said in a natural tone: "Shen Yuan, do you want to take a bath? After you take a bath, let's go to the small street below." Go shopping."

"Then do you want to watch me take a shower here?" Xie Chenyuan unbuttoned his collar, revealing a section of collarbone as cold as jade, with a calm tone and magnanimous movements.

Shen Zong was stunned for a moment, then ran to a place a few meters away from Xie Chenyuan like his butt was on fire, his handsome face was hot and hot, and he did not forget to retort: ​​"I don't want to look at it."

The water was rippling, Xie Chenyuan entered the bathtub, the tails of his eyes were slightly curved, the arc was very small, his long black hair was immersed in the water, Xie Chenyuan felt pretty good after taking a hot bath for the first time.

After half an hour, he got up from the cold water, took out the spare clothes from the Sumeru ring, and put them on.

Listening to the sound of getting dressed behind him, Shen Zong always felt uncomfortable. Xie Chenyuan is not a woman, he is a big man like him, so it's okay to look at it...

"A Zong."

A warm voice came from behind, like a spring breeze blowing away viburnum flowers, startling a white gull.

Shen Zong's ears turned slightly red.

The fresh water vapor lingers over, and what catches the eye is Xie Chenyuan's tall and handsome figure. The cyan gown makes him a little more elegant, but it is even more beautiful and unique, which is world-renowned.

Maybe it was because of bathing in hot water, the pale and morbid feeling became less, the long eyelashes were moist, and the eyes were full of moonlight, clear as glass.

Shen Zong was stunned for a moment, and quickly realized: "Xie Chenyuan, you didn't wipe your hair."

Does this person know that he is not in good health, and is still tossing around, indulgent and angry.

Xie Chenyuan blinked, hummed, and finally said his reason: "I don't want to wipe."

Shen Zong: "You didn't wipe it last time, did you?!"

Sensing the sound of the demon gnashing his teeth, Xie Chenyuan pondered for a moment, looked out the window, but did not answer.

Shen Zong: "..."

"Sit down, let's dry your hair before going down." Shen Zong bought a hair-drying towel from the mall, read it carefully, and found that it was just a simple towel that could dry the hair faster with it. safe to use.

Xie Chenyuan sat down and felt that his hair was being wiped carelessly and carelessly, while the demon behind him was still angry.

"Can't you dry your hair with spiritual power?"

"What if you get sick with wet hair?"

In the blurred copper mirror, he was hidden in the white mist, his figure and face could not be seen clearly, only his hands were exposed, his long hair was wrapped in a light gray square handkerchief, and he wiped it carefully, showing a patience that was completely different from his tone .

I don't know if outsiders can see Ah Zong and the handkerchief in his hand, Xie Chenyuan turned his hand back, only to meet the air, and the handkerchief to wipe his hair fell on his neck.

Sure enough, can't you touch it?But he can touch the handkerchief... Maybe his demon is really an alien, maybe he got a great chance, happened to break in when he was asking about Xinjie, and became his own demon. It's amazing.

Shen Zong was taken aback, "Shen Yuan, what are you doing?"

"I'll do it myself." Xie Chenyuan picked up the square handkerchief and wiped it by himself. After the water droplets disappeared, he used his fingertips to use his spiritual power to flick the ends of his hair, and the wet black hair dried instantly.

"What is this spiritual technique called? It's so convenient." Shen Zong's eyes lit up.

"It's Water Rises." Xie Chenyuan picked up the Shangxie Sword, and Shen Zong consciously followed behind him.

It was dinner time at this moment, there were many people sitting in the inner hall of the inn, and it was very noisy. He fell, spilling vegetables all over the floor, and suddenly stretched out a pale hand to press his shoulder, stopping Xiao Er's figure, and the food on the tray stabilized.

Xiao Er was still in shock, raised his head and thanked: "Thank you, guest officer"

He was even more grateful when he saw the person who helped him. It turned out to be the guest of Tianzifang No. [-].

The noise in the inner hall was quiet for a moment, and the conversation resumed after the people left. The topic was naturally a monk who was rarely seen in their own town. more up.

"A lot of people are watching you." Standing beside Xie Chenyuan, Shen Zong reminded in a low voice.

Xie Chenyuan is really good looking, people who pass by can't stop peeping when they see it, and several little flower sellers blushed shyly.

That gentleman is so handsome.Although his face is expressionless, he is dressed in a blue shirt, which is very eye-catching.

"Why don't you go buy a mask and put it on?" Shen Zong came up with an idea when he saw that Xie Chenyuan stopped under a tree after leaving the house. He guessed in his heart that this was the first time he had come into contact with so many people. Some people are not used to it, but other people can't detect it, they will only see Xie Chenyuan's cold face, and it becomes more and more difficult to approach.

"I'll go with you."

With a smile, Shen Zong found that Xie Chenyuan, who had been keeping a cold face, relaxed his whole body.

The owner of the mask seller was an old man with gray hair. When he saw Xie Chenyuan approaching, he trembled and wanted to stand up.

He was held down by Xie Chenyuan and sat down, then picked up the only silver mask on the mask table that had not yet had time to draw patterns, and put it on his face.

"It looks good." Shen Zong praised from the side.

"Young master is like a dragon and a phoenix, with outstanding temperament, this mask is just right for you." The old voice of the stall owner and Shen Zong's sounded at the same time.

"How many spirit stones?" Xie Chenyuan knew that he needed to pay for things no matter how ignorant he was of the world.

It just so happened that there were hundreds of spiritual stones for cultivation in his Sumeru ring.

"My lord, it's just a worthless gadget. We don't need spirit stones. You can just give me thirty copper coins." The old man is not greedy, he is just a craftsman, making some strangely colored masks to make ends meet.

Qingshi Town is inhabited by ordinary people, and it is useless to ask for spiritual stones from monks. Their locality is no different from the common people under the rule of the emperor. They all use copper plates and broken silver for money circulation.

Xie Chenyuan paused, he really didn't have any copper coins.

"Put your hands behind your back." Seeing Shen Zong, he smiled secretly, and only Xie Chenyuan could hear his voice.

Xie Chenyuan's cuffs fluttered slightly, and his hands were behind his back. After a while, he felt something in his palm.

Shen Zong used 999 to buy a few pieces of small pieces of silver, and he was very proud: "I don't have any copper plates, but the pieces of silver should be enough."

Xie Chenyuan put a piece of broken silver in the old man's cloth bag, and left after finding the copper plate.

With the mask covering him, Xie Chenyuan felt that those gazes were less. There were not many people on the street, only vendors selling some silk flowers and snacks.

Shen Zong walked on the quaint streets with great interest: "Xie Chenyuan, look ahead, someone is singing an opera, let's go and see."

A stage was set up on the high platform in front of me at some point, shadowy and swaying, the faded costumes are like dark flowers, the sleeves are flying, and soft-spoken tunes are babbling.

There was a crowd of people around the stage, and there were constant applause, which was very lively.

Xie Chenyuan walked not far from the stage, looked at the opera singers on the stage, and listened carefully.

It didn't take long for the opera on the stage to become sad and mournful, just like a young oriole's first cry, which made people feel unbearable.

Just at the end of the song, some sensual women in the audience secretly wiped the corners of their eyes with juan handkerchiefs, and most of them saw that the opera sang well, so they took out the copper coins for rewards, and refilled their tea with melons and fruits. , the theater troupe master smiled at the side and never let go of the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.

Naturally, the tray of rewards did not leave Xie Chenyuan, who was dressed in elegant clothes, and Xie Chenyuan followed those people's example and also rewarded a few copper coins.

"Thank you, young man."

The servant looked very winking, seeing that the young master didn't want to go to the lively place, he ran away in a hurry after thanking him.

Shen Zong also listened to the whole process, but he didn't understand, so he asked curiously: "What is the opera about, I think some people are crying?"

"The general idea is that there is a beautiful wife in a scholar's family. The wife works day and night to do housework for him to be the number one scholar. She becomes old and frail at a young age. After the scholar was the number one scholar in high school, she divorced her family and married a princess. The wealth and power , Enjoy it endlessly.”

"And the scholar's former wife passed away early because of the severe blow, heartbroken." Xie Chenyuan briefly described the story in the opera.

"It turned out to be a tragic love story." Shen Zong understood it, and sighed a little: "Most affectionate people in the world don't end well."

Deep love does not last long, and wisdom will hurt. There is still some truth in the old saying.

After listening to the opera, Xie Chenyuan bought two red bean cakes at a small stall and carried them back.

He stopped not far from the inn.

The moon is on the branches, and the surroundings are quiet.

"Why didn't you leave?" Shen Zong was puzzled.

Xie Chenyuan unwrapped one of the oil papers that wrapped the red bean cake, revealing the soft and glutinous pastry inside, with a tangy aroma.

"A Zong, this one is for you."

"See if you can eat it."

Shen Zong looked at Xie Chenyuan in surprise, and said with hesitation, "I probably won't be able to eat it."

Can the "immersive" card really bring him into the game?

Xie Chenyuan expressed his thoughts: "I saw that you took out the real thing in the room, maybe you can eat it."

Shen Zong thought to himself that the real object was given by the system, and of course it can be revealed in the game.

However, the red bean cake is soft and white on the outside, and the inside is honey bean paste. It really looks very appetizing.

Shen Zong swallowed his saliva. He was worried about accidents in this broken APP, and he didn't have a good dinner, so he just waited for it to go online. Now he's already hungry after shopping around.

Want to try it?

Shen Zongxin moved at will, stretched out his hand, and unexpectedly felt the soft physical touch. He was extremely surprised. I remembered that he said at the beginning of the game that he would show his figure to his lover at the right time. Could it be that this is the right time? when?Eat red bean cake?

Shen Zong couldn't figure out how this game worked, but it didn't hinder his happiness. He tasted it, and it felt like he had eaten air. To be honest, he couldn't taste anything.

But he changed his mind, Xie Chenyuan should be able to eat it in the game, thinking of this, he urged him: "Shen Yuan, you eat too."

Xie Chenyuan ate the remaining two pieces, and found that the inner demon showed his figure again, just like what he saw in the mirror, the whole person was shrouded in white mist, like a fog demon.

After a while, it disappeared again.

Shen Zong waited for Xie Chenyuan to finish eating before he became nervous: "Shen Yuan, did you see me just now?"

"I can only see a cloud of white mist, but I can't see it now." Xie Chenyuan put away the oil paper, and now there is only a packet of red bean cake left.

"Huh..." It's good if he didn't see him, he wasn't ready for Xie Chenyuan to see him, but now he has messy hair, wearing pajamas, nondescript.

Just as Shen Zong breathed a sigh of relief, he heard Xie Chenyuan talking to himself

"Red bean cake is not as sweet as strawberry candy."

And eating it doesn't make him feel happy.

Shen Zong was very guilty, and replied vaguely: "I went to the store to ask during the day, and the strawberry candy has been sold out."

Xie Chenyuan was thoughtful, and Shen Zong felt chills when he looked directly at it.

"No, no."

Ah Zong was so frightened that he almost revealed his figure, and the white mist drifted away, like a little demon who has not yet transformed.

Xie Chenyuan's emotions were turbulent, and his heart stabbed suddenly. He paused for a moment, and then continued.

"It's windy, let's go back."

"it is good."

Shen Zong ate the red bean cake, although he didn't taste anything, he was still very happy.

He looked at the unopened one and asked curiously, "Do you want to save this bag for tomorrow?"

"No, it's for Junior Brother. Junior Brother drove the carriage for a day." Xie Chenyuan walked into the inn.

When he returned to his room, he found Wen Han standing outside his door holding a giant sword.

A dark face was paralyzed.

"Senior brother went outside?" Wen Han frowned when he saw the senior brother wearing the silver mask and the things in his hands.

Senior brother never liked to go out, this time going out must be instigated by demons.

Shen Zong saw that Xie Chen Yuan's junior brother had a stinky face, and was also very dissatisfied: "Shen Yuan, you keep the red bean cake, don't give it to him."

Wen Han looked keenly at Xie Chenyuan's side, his black eyes were cold: "Brother, what are you talking about?"

"You can't hear anyway." Shen Zong relied on Wen Han not being able to see or hear, and said angrily, he was the youngest in the family, and he was loved all the time, except for restraining his temper in front of Xie Chenyuan, and in front of Wen Han who didn't like him , angry.

Wen Han clenched his fists suddenly. Although he couldn't hear it, it was definitely not a good word.

Senior brother is practicing the ruthless way, the most taboo is worldly affection, whether it is friendship, family or lover, it should not be an obstacle to his long life, senior brother can only watch the world, he can comprehend it, he can watch it, but he must not participate in it , cause and effect.

"Senior brother."

Xie Chenyuan handed the red bean cake to Wen Han: "This is yours."

"Have you eaten, brother?" Wen Han took it.

"Of course, we ate together." After Shen Zong said this, his mood improved again, and he didn't care whether Wen Han could hear him or not, so he showed off for nothing.

"I've already eaten." Xie Chenyuan felt that his inner demon and his junior were very interesting, and when they met together, they talked a lot.

Wen Han held the pastry that was still hot, and his unhappiness dissipated a little, but it didn't show on his face, and he still had a cold face: "Thank you, brother."

"It's getting late, Junior Brother, remember to rest earlier." Xie Chenyuan said again.

Wen Han nodded: "I understand." After speaking, he strode away.

Xie Chenyuan pushed open the door and entered the room.

Shen Zong also followed him in: "Shen Yuan, why does your junior brother always have a dark face?" And he also pointed at him inexplicably.

"Because he spent a whole year at the Thunder Mountain Pass ten years ago in order to forge the Lingxiao Sword."

Shen Zong is inexplicable, what does this have to do with Wen Han's dark face?

Xie Chenyuan seemed to have seen the thoughts of the inner demon, and said slowly: "The dark face is because I was suntanned at the crater."

"He used to have a nickname called Yumianlang."

Shen Zong's eyes widened, recalling Wen Han's dark face, he burst out laughing.

Fortunately, he was the only one who could hear Shen Zong's laughter, otherwise, the younger brother would come over with a sword, Xie Chenyuan thought, and took a sip of tea slowly.