After being reborn, he was entangled by the sha demon

Lin Shu pulled left and right and up and down with each hand, and wanted to say something a few times, with a girlish curiosity on her face.

Don't blame her for being like this, Fan Wujiu's eyes are almost glued to Xie Bi'an.

When Xie Bi'an left, he left, and when Xie Bi'an stopped, he stopped.When Xie Bi'an looked at the flowers, he picked them. Xie Bi'an took another look at the unsightly stone on the side of the road, and he kicked the stone down the cliff with a grunt.

Ms. Lin felt that she and her two younger brothers were a bit redundant.

This situation finally improved after going down the mountain to the street, at least Fan Wujiu was within five feet of Xie Bi'an.

"Fool, do you want to eat candied haws? Ms. Lin, do you have any money?" Fan Wujiu stopped an old man who was selling candied haws, and could only ask for help as he had no money in his pocket.

Before Ms. Lin could make a sound, the left and right were unexpectedly generous: "Brother Fan, use mine!"

Fan Wujiu glanced at him contemptuously: "I took your money from me, keep it, you two brothers will buy more clothes and food later on, and if there is a suitable school, go to--ah, old man Don't go!"

He insisted on not using the word "steal". In front of his younger brothers and Miss Lin, Fan Wujiu wanted to give this little beggar some face.

Fan Wujiu got up and chased the old man candied haws, and ran over with small steps to hand him a coin: "Buy candied haws for brother Xie, we don't need so much."

Fan Wujiu was puzzled, but left and right said seriously: "In a few days, I will take my younger brother to the south of the Yangtze River. I heard that the scenery there is beautiful, and the seasons are like spring and it is not cold at all. I will find a way to earn money by myself!"

Fan Wujiu took the candied haws and turned to Xie Bi'an, saying to his left and right: "What are you capable of? How do you earn money to support your younger brother?"

Left and right were stumped by this question, until Fan Wujiu handed the candied haws to Xie Bian, he was still standing not far away thinking hard.

Fan Wujiu had no choice but to go over and pull him in person. The 13-year-old had already reached Fan Wujiu's chest. Fan Wujiu patted his head and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "If you want to, I will teach you a way to make money, but you can't tell the little one. Brother Xie, this is our secret."

He looked at him hesitantly from left to right, but Fan Wujiu nodded suspiciously with a serious look on his face.

Fan Wujiu touched his collar and pushed him back to Miss Lin: "Go protect your sister Lin and send her home. I will tell you before I leave."

When I went to Lin Shu's house, it was already dark. Lin Shu went to knock on the door, and several people hid aside and watched secretly.When Master Lin saw his daughter who had been lost and found again, he was so happy, he burst into tears on the spot.

In the joy of reunion, a ray of white light floated from the shoulders of Ms. Lin, father and daughter, drifting leisurely towards Xie Bi'an, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

When Ms. Lin left, Xie Bi'an told her that there would be no mountain gods to marry in the future, and wished her to choose a husband and live a happy life.

The little red bird chirped and bid farewell to the girl who was very similar to the white girl but had a different ending.

Zuo Zuo led his younger brother to unknown where, maybe he had already gone to the south of the Yangtze River with a secret that Xie Bi'an did not know, and Shang Shang started their new life of neither stealing nor robbing nor begging nor telling.

The night fell, and darkness enveloped the entire Jieshi Mountain and the town below the mountain.They will return to the underworld tonight, and they don't know when they will be back in the world next time.

The two of them sat side by side on the roof of an unknown family to express their feelings, holding their hearts full of expectations, and looking up at the sky, the silver man is vast.

Fan Wujiu sat at the end of the long street looking at the sky full of stars, and Xie Bi'an walked past his eyes.

……

Xie Bian woke up from the dream, his face was wet and wrinkled, as if he had cried.

"Are you awake?" Fan Wujiu lay on one side with a smile on his face and propped his arms, tucking the corner of the quilt that was torn apart during the movement for Xie Bi'an.

Xie Bian remembered something, sat up suddenly, lifted the quilt covering Lao Fan's chest, and touched his spiritual veins.

Lao Fan's collar was half opened, and his chest was exposed, which Xie Bi'an could touch with just one hand.

"What are you doing, recruiting me this early in the morning?" Fan Wujiu made a coerced shy look, trying to put on the pajamas that Xie Bian had pulled away, but Xie Bian's eyes were red and he pulled him even tighter. up.

Fan Wujiu was so distressed that he no longer cared about the scenery on his chest, hugged Xie Bian and coaxed him: "Why are you crying so hard, I was taken advantage of by you, I haven't cried yet."

"The coldness on your body is for me..." When Xie Bian touched it just now, Fan Wujiu's spiritual veins were piercingly cold. It seemed that he had been tortured by years of frost and had no time to recover.

What Xie Bian saw in his dream was not a phantom, but a clean and fragmented past that he forgot for some reason.

Fan Wujiu didn't know that he remembered it, and he still pretended: "How could it be, it was brought from hell, it's not like you don't know...you know it all?"

After contacting Xie Bian with his current appearance, Lao Fan suddenly understood what the child dreamed about last night.

The tip of Xie Bian's nose is red, and the corners of his eyes are red. When his eyes are downcast, he looks more like a little sheep.

"Fan Wujiu, why didn't you tell me, why did you hide it from me..." He murmured to himself, looking alone at the old Fan's veins, hoping that his dream was just a phantom.

But the finger feels cold to the touch, and the severe cold of the Lingtai has not disappeared for a long time, but it is not a phantom.

The injury he suffered that year was not healed by the divine bird, but by Fan Wujiu who had carried it for him for many years without making a sound, and even coaxed him by making up a reason to bring loneliness from hell.

He still believed it.

Fan Wujiu couldn't bear to see his expression like this, so he had to admit it: "It's all over. But you stop teasing me, if you keep touching me, you may not be able to get out of this door."

While talking, the old rascal made a gesture to kiss Xie Bian, but Xie Bian didn't even hide, he bumped into him, clumsily entangled with Lao Fan with his lips and tongue, hoping to take away a little bit of the cold.

Fan Wujiu is contradictory.

On the one hand, he hoped to just hold Xie Bian and kiss him until he grows old, on the other hand, he was afraid that his loneliness and coldness would make him a child.

So Xie Bian could only let Xie Bian carefully explore the body temperature in his mouth like a child learning to walk.This is the Xie Bian who has been in his heart for thousands of years, and it is also the Xie Bian whom he watches as a man.

He took him back to the world, but he chose him first.

How can you be so stupid.

Xie Bian finally found the technique, hooked his hands around Fan Wujiu's neck, and pressed his heavy chest against his body. The feeling of weight and oppression made him feel extra at ease.Lao Fan wanted to retreat, but Xie Bian stretched his arms, and the tip of his tongue penetrated deeper, imitating his previous appearance, sending warmth to that cold place.

"Okay, don't be greedy for the cold when you get up early, cover it up." Fan Wujiu struggled a few times, and finally pushed Xie Bian away from him forcefully, and stuffed him into the bed.

The corners of Xie Bian's mouth drooped, as if he was still feeling sentimental.

Lao Fan had no choice but to bend down and kiss the corner of Xie Bian's mouth lightly, and the thing hanging around his neck fell out.

It was a rock-shaped pendant hanging on a black string, and Xie Bian felt familiar.

It was the crystal clear stone that Lao Fan gave him in the pine forest after the snow.

Fan Wujiu said that he would teach him the technique of trapping will-o’-the-wisps in stones, and that he would make a sky full of stars for him. Why did this stone return to Lao Fan?

Why didn't he know that Lao Fan carried such a small stone with him?

Xie Bian stretched out his hand to hold the stone pendant, Fan Wujiu could only prop himself up against his chest, not daring to move, waiting quietly for Xie Bian to finish checking.

The stone is purer than thousands of years ago, and the white light swimming in it can still be faintly seen.

Xie Bian had seen this kind of light on Miss Lin's shoulder, and also on the little female ghost's shoulder.

He raised his head and looked at Fan Wujiu, who had lost his clothes, "Is there something else you are hiding from me?"

For example, why in his memory, he only confronted Fan Wujiu.Obviously in that dream, it was only a little bit... After returning to Wuwang City, why did he regard Fan Wujiu as an enemy again?

Xie Bian couldn't figure it out, but looking at Fan Wujiu's dark eyes, he felt that there must be too many secrets hidden there.

The pendant was dragged by someone, Fan Wujiu couldn't get up, and Xie Bian easily manipulated his inability to get up and down, and secretly sighed that it was not good.

"You... you let go first, this position is really difficult for me. Good An'an, don't torture me anymore,"

Lao Fan smiled inexplicably while speaking, Xie Bian blushed and let go of his hand, he focused on watching, and pulled harder, the rope rebounded with the pendant, and hit Fan Wujiu's chest with a "slap" .

Fan Wujiu felt a little regretful, why he promised him to tell a story yesterday and almost told him all about it.

Xie Bian is so smart, it is impossible not to notice something.Lao Fan knew that there were some things that he could no longer hide.

"In two days, I'll take you back to Wuwang City to have a look, okay?" Fan Wujiu compromised, stroking Xie Bian's soft hair and trying to negotiate.

Back in Wuwang City, it became clear what Fan Wujiu had concealed intentionally or unintentionally.

Xie Bian made up his mind and nodded, watching Fan Wujiu put on his nightgown again, he felt that their current posture and movements were a bit too affectionate.

One is lying down and the other is wearing clothes.No matter how you look at it, he is the wronged person.

He finally stretched out his hand and pushed Fan Wujiu away from his side.

Old Fan pursed his lips and scratched the tip of his nose in a teasing way: "Just now he was groping someone, but now he doesn't recognize him anymore. Brother Xie is so ruthless."

After he finished speaking, he became obedient, and only Xie Bian was left like a ripe apple, shrinking into the bed for a while, and looking up at Lao Fan's back for a while.

"Sleep if you want to, and get up if you don't want to. I'll go downstairs to see if Zhao Mengfan is ready."

Lao Fan left a good morning kiss and went out with his slightly upturned hair.

……

Zhao Meng obviously didn't drink a lot of wine last night, but he always had the virtue of pouring down a glass, and finally cried so much that he couldn't help himself and went back to his room to sleep.

Once the alcohol was over, he still got up late, hurried out and bumped into Fan Wujiu who was coming down the stairs.

At this time, Fan Wujiu was wrapped in a nightgown, and he seemed to have come out of his brother's room with a refreshed look on his face.

Lord Fan and his brother slept in the same room last night? !

Zhao Meng immediately became sober and vigilant, Mr. Fan was refreshed early in the morning, how miserable his brother was...

"What are you thinking about? Let's cook - oh yes, call your left and right later, I have something to see him." Fan Wujiu tugged on his collar, and went upstairs again after halfway down the stairs.

"Oh……"

Zhao Meng glanced at the door of Xie Bian's room, it was closed tightly, it seemed that it would take a long time to get down.

I have to make something delicious to feed his brother.

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The author has something to say:

In the settings, the Lingmai and Lingtai are located a little above the heart, but that position is very delicate, so it is inconvenient to describe it too much, so it is not mentioned in the text.That's why Lao Fan reacted like this when someone touched his spiritual veins.

An'an is going back to Wuwang City after a long absence!