Tianjun Chasing His Wife Crematorium

Fu Yun had a cold dream.

In the dream, Fuyun's clothes were wet from the rain, sticking to his body, and chilled to the bone.

When he woke up from the cold, the windows were rattling by the wind, and the cool wind was blowing into the room. Fu Yun curled up in the thin quilt and shivered.

"Fu Yun—"

Fu Yun, who was sleepy and dizzy, was startled by the black shadow cast on the door, "Who—"

"Your good brother, I—"

Hei Ying pushed the door open and entered the room, went to the table and blew on the torch, lit the candles, and a familiar smiling face suddenly lit up.

Fu Yun half-opened his eyelids, with a strong sense of getting up on his face, "Why is it so late?"

"It's obvious that you went to bed too early." After closing the window, Fu Ling stepped to the edge of the bed and sat down, took out the paper bag and opened it, imitating the tone of the waiter in the restaurant with a smile on his face, "I've been waiting for a long time, sir, can you order?" Hawthorn Cake—”

Fuyun Ninja smiled, raised his sleeve and slapped the tip of his nose, "You really smell of alcohol."

Fu Ling said disapprovingly, "I didn't drink too much, Senior Brother Fu Guang and the others haven't come back yet." Then, Fu Ling handed a small piece of hawthorn cake to Fu Yun's mouth, "Sweet and sour, the pain will go away. "

When he was a child, every time Fu Yun fell ill, Fu Ling used hawthorn cakes to coax Fu Yun in this way.

Fu Yun carefully bit off the piece of hawthorn cake from Fu Ling's fingertips, trying to avoid touching his fingers.But when Fuyun opened his mouth, Fu Ling smiled and sent the hawthorn cake to Fuyun's mouth, and his fingertips just touched Fuyun's lips.

Holding the haw jelly in his mouth, feeling the sweet and sour taste of the haw jelly slowly dizzying in his mouth, suppressing the beating drum-like movement in his chest, Fu Yun glanced at those spring-like eyes as if inadvertently.

Perhaps because of the candlelight, those eyes were as bright as stars.To be watched by such eyes seems to be able to see through everything.

"Is it delicious?"

"Well," Fu Yun responded softly like a young girl in her arms. After realizing this, Fu Yun couldn't help shivering, and adjusted her tone again, "Cough, delicious!"

"That's good." After finishing speaking, Fu Ling yawned long.

Fu Yun watched from the side, and couldn't help but yawned too, "Since you're tired, let's rest."

"Well, that's fine." Fu Ling yawned again, pulled off his boots, took off his coat, turned over and lay down on the outside of the bed.

Fu Yun stared blankly at Fu Ling squeezing into her bed, feeling that something was wrong.

"It's too crowded, and besides, your room is next door—"

Fu Ling leaned on his arms, smiled and said, "Isn't this quite spacious, I haven't slept in the same bed with Senior Brother Fu Yun for a long time, I really miss it."

Fu Yun narrowed his eyes and looked at Fu Ling with a smirk on his face, "Why don't I remember that we both slept in the same bed, I think you've had too much wine and you're messed up."

"Oh?" A smirk flew up to Fu Ling's eyebrows, "Once upon a time, little brother Fuyun often had nightmares, who would comfort you in the middle of the night? Once, little brother Fuyun always had a high fever, who used his body— —”

The corner of Fu Yun's mouth twitched, "Okay, okay, sleep when you want, don't embarrass me like this."

"Hey, how dare I be ashamed of Senior Brother Fuyun, it's too late to hold it." Fu Ling smiled flatteringly, and raised her hand to pat the pillow.

Fuyun had no choice but to lie down. After all, he and Fuling were talking about each other, and Fuyun never got cheap.

Dip the pillow, no sleepiness at all.Fu Yun stared at the curtain above the bed, listening to the wind and rain blowing outside the window. In contrast, the inside of the house was extraordinarily quiet.

"Fu Yun."

"Ok?"

"When you become a teacher in the future, how do you plan?"

"Leave a teacher?" Fu Yun quietly clenched his palms.

"Um--"

Fu Yun closed his eyes, "If you can become a teacher, you can become a wandering Taoist."

"Look at what you said, it seems that it is difficult to become a teacher."

"It's not difficult to become a teacher, but I'm afraid I won't live until then—" Fu Yun smiled lightly, "Master said, my life is poor, and I have many obstacles. I am afraid that I will be a weak crown."

The sound of thunder and rain outside the window was quite loud, almost drowning out Fu Yun's chuckle.

The wind that leaked through the window made the candles flicker, making the room flickering.

After a long time, Fu Ling said in a deep voice, "How about the fate, who can count it accurately?"

"What about you, what are your plans after graduation?"

"Same as you."

"If you want to become a teacher, you won't be able to use it for long, but you just don't practice well. It's a pity for your extraordinary aptitude."

"Of course I'm waiting for you, otherwise, I'll be a bachelor, what's the fun in it."

Fu Yun felt that there was a mess in his heart, and the feeling was inexplicable, as if a layer of tulle was covered in front of his eyes.

"Why aren't you talking?" Fu Ling looked sideways at Fu Yun.

Unknowingly, Fu Yun turned to face Fu Ling, but didn't know where to look in his eyes, "Fu Ling, have you heard of Senior Brother Fu Ze?"

"No, did you become a teacher before I came here?"

"No, Senior Brother Fukuzawa, it is said that he was expelled from the school."

"Oh?"

"When I helped the master tidy up the study, I saw that the master kept a saber used by his disciples. I heard from my uncle that the owner of the sword was Fu Ze, who was once the most proud disciple of the master.

"That senior brother Fuze is very close. But he had a mortal relationship with a snake demon, and broke the precept, and then abolished his cultivation, and was expelled from the sect—"

"It seems that Master, an old man, really loves this Senior Brother Fuze."

"Huh?" Fu Yun raised his eyes, looking at Fu Ling's thoughtful face, "How do you say that?"

"Master, how bad-tempered and stubborn the old man is, don't you know? But he was able to bear the pain to give up his love, and fulfilled Brother Fuze." Fu Ling's eyes were bright, reflecting Fu Yun's face.

Fu Yun avoided Fu Ling's eyes, and replied in a low voice, "Well, indeed."

The house fell into silence again, which made the rumbling thunder outside the house extraordinarily loud.

"Fu Ling—what will happen if you are moved by Fan Qing?"

"What can I do? If the two love each other, it's good, but if you're unrequited love, you should have the cheek to find the other party and get married."

Fu Yun looked at Fu Ling with a complicated heart, "But as people who practice the Tao, we cannot give birth to ordinary emotions."

Fu Ling raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "If Fanqing has never been born, then it's okay, but if it is born, what should I do? Can't I hold it back? If it comes, it's safe. When Fanqing is born, it's born. As long as it doesn't violate The laws of heaven and morals are normal, why not?"

Fu Yun was at a loss for words for a moment, and his eyes, which were surging like spring water, were filled with a smile, reflecting his own face.

"Why are you talking about Fanqing all of a sudden? Could it be that—" Those smiling eyes gradually approached Fu Yun, "Who is there to teach me, Senior Brother Fu Yun, that I'm confused?"

"How can it be?" Fu Yun turned to face outside, waved his sleeves to extinguish the candle, and after closing his eyes, his mind was full of Fu Ling's thin lips.

Fu Ling's voice suddenly revived, "Hey, could it be that what I said really hit the spot, and you moved Fanxin?"

Fu Ling's hot breath made Fu Yun's neck itchy, "Don't be rude, stay away from me, you smell of alcohol, go to sleep."

Fu Ling held Fu Yun's shoulders, and stretched his neck to get closer to Fu Yun, "I finally pulled my good brother, and moved Fan Xin, but he didn't tell me, how can I sleep as an elder brother?"

"Go, the more you talk, the more out of tune you get. If you make any more stupid words, go back to sleep in your own room."

"The more you avoid talking about Fanqing, the more you seem to be teasing me. There is nothing we can't say about our relationship. Could it be that you don't believe me?"

Fu Yun sighed helplessly, "It's nothing serious, it's just a dream, which made my mind a little messed up, so I just talked nonsense with you."

"Dream? What dream?"

"Such a dream—"

Fu Yun turned his head and rubbed Fu Ling's lips nonchalantly. At that moment, Fu Yun felt that the drum in his chest was about to explode.

Rubbing hastily and casually, it is different from the dream, but it is also very warm and soft.

After a moment of blankness in his mind, Fu Yun felt that his bowels were going to regret, and he was too impulsive, how should he face Fu Ling in the future, would he be alienated, would he be made fun of?What should I do to pretend that I don't care, and quietly turn this matter over?

"I told you everything, it's nothing, go to sleep." When Fu Yun said these words, his throat felt tight, and he wondered if Fu Ling could hear the guilt in his words.

Fu Ling didn't speak, and the silence in the room was like an eagle, pecking at Fu Yun's heart.

"Did you hear that?"

Fu Ling's serious voice made Fu Yun's chest tighten, "What?"

Vaguely, Fu Yun heard a loud rumbling noise, and before he could react, Fu Ling picked him up from the bed and rushed out the door.

Almost as soon as he rushed out the door, the mudslide rushed down, crushing the house behind him.

The torrent mixed with gravel and branches continued to flow undiminished, like a mud-yellow glutton, devouring everything.

The rain poured on my body, and it was cold.

Fu Yun stared blankly at the mud that was about to submerge him and Fu Ling, without even a chance to catch his breath, the flowing mud and sand rushed up.

The last consciousness in Fu Yun's mind was actually the leftover haw jelly.

If I knew this earlier, I just ate a few more mouthfuls——

The author has something to say:

Ahem, on the first day of 2019, I finally updated again! ! ! !Sorry for those who appreciate the face and read the article, I was delayed for a few days by something, and then got stuck for a few days, scratched my head, and faithfully put together a chapter~ I am really grateful to all readers, no matter what, Xianyun and Kongling This pair will definitely come to an end! (My God, what am I talking about?!) I will try my best to update on time, cover my face~ 2019, everyone!

I caught a bug~