Brother is also a high-risk occupation

Zhou Yanchao bowed slightly to the two of them: "Thank you both."

"No, no, no," the man waved his hand quickly, "I'll bring the words to you, don't worry, Immortal Elder."

Zhou Yan bid farewell to his husband and wife, bought some necessary supplies, and when they returned to Wulian Mountain, it was already covered in darkness.

He walked through the dark path on the mountain peak, passed through a forest of flowers, and saw the dim yellow lights rising in the small courtyard halfway up the mountain.

The weeds around the yard have been cleared away, revealing a clean and wide land. After the house on the east side was repaired, the lights rose from the yard, and the dilapidated and desolate courtyard in the afternoon seemed like an illusion.

And a tall and straight figure stood at the gate of the courtyard. After seeing Zhou Yan, he called out to his brother.

He didn't know how long he had been waiting here. It was cold at night in the mountains. When Zhou Yan walked up to him, he felt a layer of cold air on his eyelashes.

Zhou Yan looked up at him: "Why don't you come in and wait for me?"

He took Shen Wang and walked towards their residence, without waiting for Shen Wang's answer, he stuffed him with the food he bought for him: "These are all things I just bought at the foot of the mountain and thought they were good, you Try it."

It was hard for him to see his mind clearly, the corners of his eyes and brows were full of joy, his slender eyelashes fluttered like butterfly feathers as he laughed, such a rare joy, being illuminated by the light from the window, it was shocking gorgeous.

Zhou Yan was handsome, and such flamboyant beauty rarely appeared on his face. He didn't feel it when he walked all the way to the front of the house, but Shen Wang, who was watching him, had a panoramic view of everything.

Shen Zhu's throat moved, and he tightly clenched the hands behind his back, like countless times before, he exhausted all his strength and restrainedly looked away.

But when Zhou Yan called him or moved, he couldn't help but look at him.

Every time he looked at him, those dirty and shady desires spread and swelled in his heart, and together with those absurd dreams and impulses, they rolled uncontrollably into bigger and bigger snowballs, impacting his few self-control.

But the more he cared, the more restrained he became. When his desire completely swallowed him up, Shen Wang didn't know what he could do to Zhou Yan.

Everything was swallowed by him with the rolling of his Adam's apple, and when Zhou Yan called him, the gaze he looked at Zhou Yan took the initiative to put on a layer of gentle and restrained cloak on the boiling desire.

I don't know who I am cheating.

Zhou Yan stood in front of his house, and said softly to the seemingly careless Shen Zhuang: "Next time, you really don't have to stand outside and wait for me."

Shen Zhu hummed in a low voice.

"Then I'll go in," Zhou Yan smiled, "Go to bed early after eating."

After he finished speaking, he was about to turn around and enter the room, but his temple was covered with a hand.

Shen Wang stretched out his hand, and pinned all the broken hairs around his ears behind his ears. The moment he withdrew his hand, he tilted slightly by accident, and touched the corner of Zhou Yan's slightly opened mouth.

But for a moment, the soft moistness made Shen Zhu startled, and then from the hand that touched it, there was a sense of numbness.

It's not that I didn't dream about more extreme things in my dream, but now it's just a slanted brush against the corner of his mouth, which made Shen Zhu flustered, and he pretended to be a cover-up: "Senior brother's hair is messed up."

Zhou Yan groaned, and said again: "Then I'll go in."

But before he finished speaking, Shen Wang opened his room and closed the door as if fleeing.

Zhou Yan: "..."

When he went down the mountain, he still remembered to bring delicious food to others. When the co-author saw him, it was like seeing a ghost.

The young man laughed, shook his head, and entered the room.

The next day, the three of Zhou Yanshimen were woken up by a scream.

Before dawn, the Wulin Mountains in the early morning are covered with frost and dew left by the night.There are only some early morning birds talking to each other in the trees.

The sound was extremely loud, and two fat sparrows were squatting on a tree not far away from him. They were shaken by the sound, flapped their wings and flew away, causing a few emerald green leaves with dew to dangle from the tree. fell down.

Zhou Yan hadn't walked far from the house when the leaf was blown by the wind, and most of it fell on his head and face.

Pulling off the leaves on his head and face expressionlessly, Zhou Yan said to the surprised young man running towards him, "Stop."

Sure enough, the surprised boy stopped in his tracks, but his face still had an unconcealable look of joy, and he shouted loudly, "Zhou Yan!"

"It's me," Zhou Yan said helplessly, and he gently reminded the surprised boy, "It seems that you know me, but I have forgotten many things, and now I don't remember you anymore."

The surprised boy immediately said, "My name is Jianghuailuo."

Shen Juan and Xie Shutong also came out of their respective rooms, and the three surrounded Jiang Huailuo, listening to him introduce himself solemnly.

At first glance, he was the son of an orthodox immortal sect, and he followed the rules even when introducing himself: "My name is Jiang Huailuo, and I am a disciple of Kunqi Peak in Duanzhou."

Kun Qifeng protected Duanzhou, just like Guangzong protected Lingzhou.

After wanting to tell his birth date aside, Jiang Huai Luo said: "Zhou Yan, we used to be friends."

He has a pair of dog eyes, and he looks sincere and agile, and said seriously: "Long time no see."

Perhaps he cherished the last four words too much. Zhou Yan smiled and said softly, "I'm sorry, I don't remember the past, but if you want, we can be friends now."

Eyes are so strange sometimes, Yingzhoudao Yunwu stretched out his hand to tell him that they had known each other before, but Zhou Yan subconsciously felt disgusted, and Jiang Huailuo said that we were old friends, Zhou Yan just wanted to be an old friend again.

Hearing what he said, Jiang Huailuo nodded heavily: "Okay!"

He said that, and he did the same thing after that. After that day, he came back to Wulian Mountain almost every day to look for Zhou Yan and his party.

He also knew Shen Wang, but for some reason he was a little afraid of him, Zhou Yan didn't force him to be friends with Shen Wang, he quickly got to know Jiang Huailuo himself, and asked Jiang Huailuo a lot about his past.

For example, he, Shen Huang, Xie Shutong and Xie Changqing used to live here and did not leave until more than 200 years ago.Another example is that Zhou Yan used to like to lie on the roof to watch the moon, and Shen Wang was there at that time, so he stayed with him, and the two of them lay on the roof for a whole night.

Another example is that he often came to their house to eat at that time.

Zhou Yan helped Fu Fu's forehead, looked at Jiang Huai Luo who was eating happily in front of him, and sighed helplessly: "I can feel this."

Zhou Yan wanted to ask again, but Jiang Huailuo said some things, and some kept silent. He kept silent, and Zhou Yan didn't ask deeply. When he got his soul back, he would remember everything.

Duanzhou Secret Realm was opened a month later, they came early, they thought that a month would be a long time, but under the visit of Jiang Huai Luo every day, it passed quietly.

With the advent of the opening day of Duanzhou Secret Realm, more and more people from all kinds of cultivation worlds are pouring into the town. At first Zhou Yan would go down to the town for a stroll, but in the end Zhou Yan simply shrank in the mist On the mountain, wait for the opening of Duanzhou's secret realm.

Until the evening of August [-]th, there was light snow in the sky.

The door of the main house was wide open, and the candlelight in the room was warm. Zhou Yan sat by the open door, looking up at the snow in the full moon of August.

The snow is not heavy, but it is falling underground one after another.

Shen Wang sat next to him, and Xie Shutong sat across from them, dozing off with his chin propped up, talking intermittently: "Every time two days before the opening of the Duanzhou Secret Realm, there will be this kind of snow. Don't worry, wait for the snow to stop Now, the secret realm of Duanzhou has been opened."

"It's a coincidence this year, it's in time for the Mid-Autumn Festival on August [-]th," she yawned, "Why isn't that kid Jianghuailuo here?!"

As soon as she finished speaking, in the night not far away, there was a figure stepping on the thin layer of snow on the ground and galloping towards the hut.

With a big bag in his arms, he ran into the yard, and when he came to the eaves of the main house, a layer of snow had already accumulated on his body, Jiang Huailuo didn't care, and he was about to step into the house.

Xie Shutong was so frightened that the drowsy bugs disappeared, and he yelled, "Xiaoyan, tell him to shake the snow quickly, there won't be a puddle of water when he enters the house!"

Zhou Yan hurriedly asked Jianghuailuo to shake the snow, and Jianghuailuo retracted pitifully one foot that had been stretched in. Holding the things in his arms, he jumped and turned around twice under the eaves before he was allowed to enter. Room.

After entering the house, he put the bag in his arms on the ground, Jiang Huailuo said proudly: "I bought the dumpling wrappers and dumpling fillings, the best one in the town, the pork is freshly cut!"

Zhou Yan smiled, and there was some impatience in his voice: "Then let's start packing."

Today's snow fell early in the morning, and it came unexpectedly. It was the Mid-Autumn Festival on August [-]th. After Jianghuai fell in the morning, several young people decided to make dumplings.

This is to regard the Mid-Autumn Festival as the winter solstice.

Jiang Huailuo went to buy dumpling wrappers and dumpling fillings, and Zhou Yan and the others prepared hot water and a pot.

In the middle of the small main hall, there was a stove that several people found from nowhere. There was a pot boiling water on it, and Xie Shutong threw a few sweet potatoes into it.

There are still some moon cakes left over from lunch, which are simmered by the side of the pot.

Zhou Yan and Jiang Huai made the dumplings, Shen Juan was in charge of making the dumplings, Xie Shutong squatted under the stove, carefully protecting her roasted sweet potatoes with spiritual power.

Zhou Yan found out that Jiang Huailuo was looking around Xie Shutong from time to time.

The boy glanced at it, then quickly looked away, for fear that others would find out.

Zhou Yan looked amused, and whispered to him: "That's my senior sister, what are you looking at!"

Jiang Huailuo didn't expect to be caught peeking at the bag, and stared at Zhou Yan with a pair of eyes, suddenly choked his neck and said: "I like her, why can't I watch it!"

Xie Shutong raised his head, which was about to be buried in the stove, and looked at the two of them: "Huh?"

Zhou Yan held up the dumpling wrapper and said with a smile, "Jiang Huailuo said he is from the north and likes to eat dumplings."

Xie Shutong's head was buried again.

Speaking of the north and the south, several people couldn't hold back their chatter anymore. Jiang Huailuo said that he is a southerner who eats glutinous rice balls during the winter solstice.

Zhou Yan was curious: "Duanzhou is in the north."

Xie Shutong didn't even raise his head: "He came to Duanzhou to seek Taoism, and his ancestral home is in the south, so he naturally eats glutinous rice balls."

Zhou Yan looked at Jiang Huai Luo with a smile, but heard Jiang Huai Luo say to him: "Shen Wang is looking at you."

Zhou Yan looked up and saw Shen Juan was lowering his head to fiddle with the dumplings in the pot, maybe the steam coming out of the pot was a little hot, making his face a little red from steaming.

Blue veins bulged on the sturdy forearm exposed by rolling up the sleeves.

Zhou Yan looked back at Jiang Huai Luo, only to realize that he had been retaliated against.

The dumplings are not difficult to cook, but they come out bowl by bowl after a while.

The three of Zhou Yan each brought a big bowl of dumplings, Xie Shutong was still thinking about her sweet potatoes, squatting on the corner of the table waiting for the sweet potatoes.

Fireworks are rising inside the house, and the yard is covered with thin snow outside, and the moon is farthest in the sky, hanging in the sky far away, shining brightly on the snow.

A few people hold dumpling bowls, watch the snow and admire the moon. On August [-]th, it really feels like the winter solstice.

As soon as Zhou Yan turned his head, he saw Xie Shutong hugging his knees, looking up at the moon, and murmured, "That's great."

Seeing Zhou Yan looking over, she smiled and said, "Junior Brother, we will spend the winter solstice together next year and eat glutinous rice balls then."

Zhou Yan smiled and said, "Okay."

Several people made a fuss in the middle of the night, and finally Xie Shutong went to the house to sleep first, it was too late, Jianghuai Luo didn't go down the mountain at all, and lived in the newly repaired house on the east side.

Shen Wang went back to his own room, opened the window to look at the moon, he looked at the moon for a while, then suddenly left the room.

The moon in the courtyard was as cool as water, he stretched out his hand and knocked on Shen Lu's door.

The next moment, the book was opened, and Shen Wang stood inside the room, lowering his eyes to look at him outside the room.

Zhou Yan tilted his head slightly, and suddenly said: "You have never admired flowers with me."

Shen Wang was hit hard by this sentence, and after a long time, he hummed the word "um" from his throat, the low ending sound curved up, a little puzzled.

Zhou Yan said again: "Just now I watched the moon in my own room for a while."

He said, "It's beautiful."

"But I looked at it for a while, and then I thought of you. Can you see the moon in your room?"

Shen Wang looked at him closely, the thin red at the end of the eyes of the young man who had just been steamed by the heating in the room had not completely dissipated, and the smile at this moment was like the snow in the courtyard, with a kind of thin beauty.

Shen Wang looked at him, as if he wanted to engrave his appearance in his heart, and said softly: "You can see the moon."

"That's great," Zhou Yan smiled a little more, "You let me go in and have a look, and I'll see if the moon in your house looks the same as it does in mine."

His shallow voice was extremely clear:

"Shen Wang, it doesn't matter if we don't enjoy the flowers together, I want to go to your house to see the moon."

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