Tenderness like water

Dongfang Xu didn't expect Yang Lan to ask this question, and he didn't expect that they would meet Huashan's disciples on the way.

"My name is indeed Dongfang Xu." Dongfang Xu has been looking at Yang Lan, paying attention to the changes in his expression, but he doesn't know if he cares, but he can't see anything.

Dongfang Xu.

Yang Lan recited the name silently in her heart, not knowing whether she believed what he said or not.

"The porridge at noon today is not as good as the day before yesterday." Dongfang Xu saw that Yang Lan hadn't moved for a long time, and didn't know what he thought of. He pushed the bowl aside and made a little movement to attract Yang Lan's attention.

He didn't like Yang Lan's focus on other places, and he didn't want to see this person still distracted in front of him.

"Dongfang, don't you like multigrain porridge?" Yang Lan looked at the almost untouched multigrain porridge in the bowl, and thought of Dongfang Xu's cat-like appetite-he didn't eat much every meal, why didn't he eat it now? ?

"It doesn't have the same taste as before." Dongfang Xu recalled the small bowl that Yang Lan used to fill his stomach just now. It was clear that the taste was good before, why is it not good now?

On the contrary, Yang Lan heard what Dongfang Xu said, so she tasted it herself, maybe because she added something later, the heat was naturally not enough, and he was always trying to get the words out of Linghu Chong's mouth, this pot of porridge was obviously overcooked up.

According to how picky Dongfang Xu is, it's okay not to like it.

"Dongfang, I still have some snacks here, you can try it." Yang Lan put a plate of pastries for Dongfang Xu, and then heard movement outside the carriage, so she got out of the carriage to take a look.

And Dongfang Xu, who stayed in the car, watched Yang Lan take out a plate of steaming cakes again like a magic trick. Speaking of which, he had seen Yang Lan like this several times.

There is also the fox fur that he wore, Dongfang Xu has always remembered that Yang Lan didn't take anything when he first came to his room, and the two of them have been together almost all the time, and he has never seen him buy it what.

But Yang Lan never took the initiative to mention this matter, Dongfang Xu just pretended not to know.

After getting out of the carriage, Yang Lan saw that Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan had already run into the woods, and the two subordinates also followed, but one of them followed, and the other was only on the side, within Yang Lan's sight range.

"What's going on?" Yang Lan went over, looked at the three people who had disappeared, and asked who remained.

"Mr. Yang, someone threw a hidden weapon in that direction just now. The two young heroes and Ming Yi went to check the situation." The female subordinate was left behind, and she was not as good as Ming Yi, so she stayed.

As for Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan, two righteous people who had just come out of the rivers and lakes, they naturally chased after them immediately.

Hearing that there was a surprise attack, Yang Lanfang was also distracted and focused on the surroundings. He suddenly remembered that the first time he met Dongfang, wasn't he just being besieged?

"Did you see clearly how many people are there?" Yang Lan turned his gaze to the direction of the forest, but there was no other movement other than being shaken by the wind blowing through the leaves.

From when he got off the carriage when he heard the noise, to when he came to look at the woods, there was not much time. However, the figure over there was indeed no longer visible, and now even if he tried to catch up, he could not find his way.

"Mr. Yang, don't worry, Ming Yi is good at it, and there will be no problems."

The two waited here for a while, Yue Lingshan was the first to come back, followed by Linghu Chong, his clothes had two cuts, but luckily he was not injured.

The last one is Ming Yi, holding a sword in his right hand and a man who is still bleeding in his left hand.

"Mr. Yang, this man has been arrested." Linghu Chong looked at Yang Lan standing by the edge of the forest, as if he was frightened when he heard the movement, "This man should be a member of the Demon Cult. I have seen his portrait before. Just because someone accidentally bumped into him, Jiangnan killed his family, he really did all kinds of crimes!"

This is the second time Yang Lan has heard the term Demon Cult.

"What is the Devil's Cult?" Yang Lan looked at the man who was breathing in more and breathing out less, avoiding a little to prevent his clothes from being stained with blood. Dongfang is very sensitive to smells. If he smelled blood, it would be inevitable uncomfortable.

When Dongfang Xu was uncomfortable, he would torment him, and when he was tossed, he naturally felt uncomfortable.

"The Devil's Cult is the Devil's Cult. People in the Devil's Cult do all kinds of evil. I will definitely kill one after another." Linghu Chong held his sword in his arms, and when he mentioned the Devil's Cult, his tone was very disdainful, but there was also a gnashing of teeth. resentment.

Afterwards, Yang Lan, Linghu Chong, and Yue Lingshan set off separately after eating around the fire. Their destinations were not the same, so they didn't have to set off together.

When Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan had gone far away and could no longer hear the sound of their horseshoes, Yang Lan asked the two subordinates to pack their things and prepare to go.

The person who came to assassinate Dongfang today is from the Demon Cult, so the Dongfang has nothing to do with the Demon Cult, right?Yang Lan returned to the carriage and saw Dongfang Xu in a red dress, embroidering something with a silver needle in his hand.

Red clothes, silver needles, double surname Dongfang.

The suspicion in Yang Lan's heart has not been reduced by half because of Dongfang Xu's denial before, this is really too coincidental.

But if it was really what he thought, why did the people from the Demon Cult want to assassinate Dongfang?

Yang Lan didn't speak all afternoon. He leaned against the wall of the carriage and seemed to be asleep, but he was actually thinking about another person in the carriage.

Although Dongfang Xu didn't know what Yang Lan was thinking about, it should be a very important thing.

This weird and dull atmosphere lasted for two days, until they met Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan again.

Jiangcheng, an ancient city standing by the river.

After entering the city, a group of people went straight to the largest inn in the city, but as soon as they stepped into the inn, they saw two people whose destination should be completely different from theirs.

"Young Master Yang, what a coincidence!" The first moment Linghu Chong saw Yang Lan, he raised his hand and waved at him twice, successfully attracting Yang Lan's attention.

It is indeed a coincidence that the destination of these two people is thousands of miles away from Jiangcheng.

This can be met, what is it if it is not a "coincidence"?

Yang Lan thought a lot in his mind, but when he looked up at Linghu Chong and the two, he still had a slight smile on his face, "Young Hero Linghu, Hero Yue, what a coincidence, aren't you going back to Huashan? Why? will be here?"

"This... We rescued a girl on the road before. She is from Jiangcheng, and we sent her back by the way." Linghu Chong scratched his head with one hand, smiling wantonly, but Yue Lingshan beside him had a weird expression on his face.

Yang Lan glanced at the two senior brothers and sisters who were obviously in a strange atmosphere, and thought of what Linghu Chong had just said in his mind, he probably had a guess—it was another good show where a hero saves the beauty, and then the beauty wants to promise each other with her body.

When this kind of drama happens to others, it seems that it is really a good show to watch.

Before he could say a few words, a few people in brocade clothes suddenly appeared outside the inn.Seeing that the material of the clothes did not seem to be affordable by ordinary people, the clever little brother in the store hurried up to meet him.

"This is Mr. Linghu? My master is here to invite you." Those people didn't pay attention to the second brother, and walked straight towards Linghu Chong. This is the guard of Jiangcheng County's house, and everyone has some kung fu.

"Master Yuan?" Linghu Chong obviously knew where these people came from, and after saying goodbye to Yang Lan, he followed them away.

Yang Lan didn't pay much attention to this matter, after booking a room, she entered the same room with Dongfang, but the two subordinates acted as if they didn't know anything.

Didn't know there were many rooms in the inn.

I don't know the bright waves and undercurrents between the master and the son.

Yes, the weirdness of Yang Lan and Dongfang Xu has long been seen by the two fine subordinates, but they can't intervene in the master's affairs, they can only pray in their hearts that Mr. Yang will return to normal soon.

At night, the moon and stars are rare.

Yang Lan was sitting on the chair in the room in a daze, while Dongfang Xu was embroidering stitch by stitch at the head of the bed. The two seemed to be competing to see who could lose their temper first.

"Bangdang."

Just when the atmosphere was so quiet that it froze, there was a loud noise outside the door.

"I'll go out and have a look." Yang Lan jumped up from the chair in an instant, and then pushed open the door. It was nice to see Linghu Chong, who was obviously drunk holding a flagon, reeking of alcohol.

He did not follow his junior sister Yue Lingshan.

"Young Xia Linghu, what's wrong with you?" Yang Lan stretched out his hand to help, the movement just now was obviously made by this drunk.

"Young Master Yang! Come, drink." Linghu Chong had a wine bag and a wine jug in his hand, and when he saw Yang Lan raised his left hand, he handed over the wine jug he was carrying.

From Linghu Chong's point of view, Yang Lan, a son of a family like him, would definitely not be used to using a wine bag, and it happened that he hadn't drunk this jug of wine yet.

Yang Lan saw the jug in front of him, and took it by accident.

"Let's go, go drink." Yang Lan knew his drinking capacity, he would never get drunk with such a small pot of wine, and there were too many troubles recently, taking this opportunity to have a drink is also a good choice.

Linghu Chong took Yang Lan to find a good place, and the two drank to the fullest while facing the moonlight.

"Mr. Yang, why do you think a woman's heart is so difficult to guess?" Linghu Chong took a sip of his wine, thinking of the unreasonable troubles of his little junior sister before, he only felt a headache.

"It's not unreasonable to say that women have needles in their hearts." Not only women, but also men, it's hard to guess.

The two of them talked to each other like this, and soon Yang Lan drank the jug of wine, but his face changed just as soon as he put down the jug.

This wine...was spiced?

Yang Lan glanced at Linghu Chong with a strange expression, and quickly denied the possibility that the person in front of him gave him the medicine. The person who gave the medicine should be the lady who was rescued by Linghu Chong. No wonder I didn't see Linghu Chong's little tail junior sister tonight. It turned out to be like this.

"It's gone..." Linghu Chong also drank the last sip of wine in his wine bag at this time. He turned around to talk to Yang Lan, but suddenly saw a red figure beside Yang Lan, "Who is it!"

"Yang Lan, are you still in the mood to drink here?" The man in red pointed his finger at the shoulder of the person in front of him, and finally spoke.

The moment Yang Lan heard Dongfang Xu's voice, her entire body stiffened, and every little movement on her shoulders was like an earthquake.

"Dong... Dongfang, why are you here?"

After finishing the wine, Yang Lan followed Dongfang back to the room.

However, in just a short distance, he felt as if he had walked out of the Great Wall.

"Walking so slowly, don't you want to sleep?" Dongfang Xu stopped in front of Yang Lan, looked at the procrastinating people behind him, and turned his back to him without turning around.

"Dongfang." Yang Lan felt the increasingly hot temperature on his body, and suddenly gave up using spiritual power to suppress it, "Dongfang, maybe, I need you to help me go back."