Help, the male protagonist wants to attack me

On the way back, Yun Wan'er and Ye Zhiqian had their own concerns, but An Siyuan happily sent Miss Yun back home, feeling very relieved.

"Women are really troublesome." An Siyuan hid in the dark, saw Yun Wan'er entering the villa and murmured, thinking that he couldn't let Ye Zhiqian have a bad impression of Yun Wan'er in his heart, so he quickly changed his words , "No, other women are troublesome, but Miss Yun is not."

"It's all the same trouble." Ye Zhiqian felt relieved, and Yun Wan'er's departure made him relax a lot, "Brother Siyuan, let's go to the ancient tomb."

The two of them didn't dare to delay and went directly into the mountain to the ancient tomb. They must have lived there for a long time. Looking at this eerie place, An Siyuan actually felt a sense of homecoming, which made him speechless.

The stone room seemed to be the same as when he left, the wall was still mottled, only the poem in the corner was still there, An Siyuan heaved a sigh of relief, luckily Cheng Kang didn't destroy the poem like he did.

Ling Xusong swept the altar in the abandoned pavilion, and there was a railing on the Juxian Pavilion.

Nearly climb the South Dou to seven thousand Renmin, and go straight down to Donglin Eighteen Pans.

The ancient dragon fish in the pool was flooded in the daytime, and the apes and birds in the deserted tower were extremely cold.

The magic lamp comes to illuminate each other every night, don't be surprised that it is difficult to travel in the sky.

The two raised their oil lamps and gathered together to stare at the poem.

"What the poem describes seems to be a high and cold place. Not to mention the vicinity, there is no such high mountain peak even a hundred miles away." Ye Zhiqian said.

"Abandoned Pavilion... Juxian Pavilion... pagoda shortage..." An Siyuan thought about it, "Generally, places with pagodas are mostly temples. This may refer to an abandoned temple on a very high mountain."

"It was abandoned a hundred years ago, so there are probably very few people who know it now."

"This old man is really interesting, and he still plays such a big puzzle."

"Brother Siyuan, look." A pattern was lightly engraved at the bottom of the poem. familiar patterns.

Ye Zhiqian took off the invisible sword on his back, and opened the package. The shape was like a buckle on the hilt of the sword. An Siyuan's eyes widened, watching Ye Zhiqian move the mechanism to remove the small cone. buckle,

"This can be taken off! Tan Zong even gave a hint, could it be that this is the key?" An Siyuan said happily.

"When I was researching this sword before, I discovered that this small object can be removed, but I don't know how to use it. Now it seems that it may really be a key."

"Haha, God is helping me. Even if Chengkang gets the upper hand, so what, there is nothing he can do without the key." An Siyuan suddenly remembered something and went to search around, the finger wrench he dropped was indeed gone, it seems Cheng Kang really put it away as a good thing.

"But how do we know where this place is?" Ye Zhiqian was at a loss, "Or should we go find some ancient books?"

"That's not necessary, we can ask Ghost Eye first."

"Oops, then Cheng Kang can also detect news through ghost eyes."

"After all, this happened a hundred years ago. No matter how powerful Guiyan's intelligence network is, it only took them 20 years to establish it, so it may be quite difficult for Guiyan. Now, why bother with the Xuanyuan Sect again?"

"Then why bother looking for them if we don't know?" Ye Zhiqian was puzzled.

"Even if they don't know, the speed of collecting information will be much faster than our own. Let's spend money and buy an opportunity!" On the other side of Fengshan, down the mountain is Anqing Mansion, there must be a stronghold of ghost eyes in such a big city."

The two hurried to Anqing Mansion immediately, and entered the city at the moment when the city gate was about to close.

"It's okay, I don't need to eat and sleep in the open today." An Siyuan patted his chest with a look of fear, but after standing still, he found that there were lights and festoons everywhere in the city that should have been peaceful, the sound of hawking and laughing was endless, and children accompanied him They ran to the center of the city with shouts of joy, and there was even more gongs and drums, and the sky was very lively.

"Strange, what day is it today?" The day was so muddled that An Siyuan couldn't figure it out by snapping his fingers.

"Brother Siyuan, look!" Ye Zhiqian pointed to the bright moon in the sky and said to An Siyuan with a smile, "It's already Mid-Autumn Festival."

"It's actually the Mid-Autumn Festival." Seeing such a bustling street scene and smiling faces everywhere, An Siyuan regained his energy, and grabbed Ye Zhiqian, "Let's talk about the disputes between the rivers and lakes tomorrow, let's go! Today, my brother treats you to a drink for fun!"

The two followed the crowds to the center of the city, where lantern riddle guessing and fire dragon dance celebrations were being held. They saw a few big men dressed in colorful paintings vigorously dancing two long dragons with red scales and copper heads. The burning incense, the two giant dragons sometimes twisted, sometimes soared into the air, the men danced profusely with sweat, the giant incense suddenly lit up in the wind, rolling like a line of fire, when approaching the crowd, people screamed and leaned back, But in fact, it is very interesting to have no danger,

"Good!!" An Siyuan couldn't help clapping his hands, "This is the first time I've seen a real dragon dance, it's amazing!"

"There are more interesting things over there." Ye Zhiqian naturally took An Siyuan's hand and walked forward, "When I was young, I loved to guess lantern riddles, and there would be prizes for guessing correctly."

"I'm not good at this. If you get the prize, you can share it with me."

"Of course it's fine."

"Come on, the two young masters are really imposing. At first glance, they are dragons and phoenixes. The more you guess correctly, the better the prizes will be. Do you want to try?" the owner of the lantern riddle stand greeted.

"This wooden hairpin is quite unique." An Siyuan picked up a wooden hairpin carved with auspicious clouds and a full moon. It looks simple and elegant, and is very suitable for men to wear. "I want this, and the rest is up to you!"

"Leave it to me!" Ye Zhiqian was full of confidence, rolled up his sleeves and took off the lantern riddles one by one, telling the answers one by one like a treasure, and the boss's face turned dark when he said it.

"Yes! I didn't expect that you are really a master. If you guess one more word, you will get fifteen. You can win the grand prize!" An Siyuan was pleasantly surprised. He picked another crossword puzzle and looked at it for himself, "Thousands of miles and mountains and thousands of miles." Love, play a word card name..."

It really stumped him, "What is this? I can't figure it out."

"Let me see." Ye Zhiqian took it over, glanced at it but didn't say the answer as quickly as before.

"Is this so difficult?" An Siyuan took it over again, "Thousands of miles and mountains and thousands of miles of love."

"Sauvignon Blanc."

"What?" An Siyuan didn't realize it all at once, "You mean the answer to the riddle?"

"Yes..." Ye Zhiqian looked away, "I said... Sauvignon Blanc."

"Boss!" An Siyuan turned around and said happily, "No. 15, Sauvignon Blanc!"

"This little brother is really amazing!" The boss gave a thumbs up and turned to take off the delicate oiled paper umbrella, but Ye Zhiqian stopped him,

"Boss, can I have two wooden hairpins?"

"Of course." The boss was naturally very happy, "You can choose two."

The one most similar to the auspicious cloud and full moon that An Siyuan saw at first is the auspicious cloud and osmanthus branches, which look like a pair in a row of wooden hairpins.

"Brother Siyuan doesn't like the wooden hairpin of the full moon, so how about I take this osmanthus branch?" Ye Zhiqian picked out two and asked.

"Very good, very good." An Siyuan took the wooden hairpin and put it in a bun, "Let's go! You give me the wooden hairpin and I'll give you sweet-scented osmanthus wine in return. Today we brothers will forget all our troubles, and we will never go home without getting drunk!"

"Okay!" Ye Zhiqian tied the wooden hairpin into her hair, "If you don't get drunk, you won't return!"

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Cang Yunding

Qu Yanchen, who was imprisoned in the house, kept a dead silence. Although Wen Lixuan later untied the acupuncture points of his hands and feet, he still felt weak and could only lie on the bed most of the time. In the moonlight, he slowly got up and walked to the window, and saw the bright moon hanging high in the sky through the gap,

"So it's already the Mid-Autumn Festival..." He sighed, "I don't know how long this lunatic Wen Lixuan will keep me locked up."

At this time, there was a rustling sound from outside, the door was unlocked, and Wen Lixuan entered with a strong scent of sweet-scented osmanthus.

"Yan Chen, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, I brought osmanthus stuffing and osmanthus cake."

Qu Yanchen closed his eyes and took a deep breath of the fragrance. When he opened his eyes again, there was a hint of expectation in his eyes. He hooked his hands at Wen Lixuan, raised his chin, and signaled him to put the wine and pastries on the table next to him.

In the past few days, Qu Yanchen had a cold face, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, but today he actually greeted him to go over, Wen Lixuan felt ecstasy in his heart.

"You used to love to drink sweet-scented osmanthus wine, and every Mid-Autumn Festival you would drink it to the point of getting drunk."

"Since you know I like to drink, you just brought this mere jug?"

"You're finally willing to talk to me!" Wen Lixuan put his things away carefully, and helped Qu Yanchen back up, "I'm afraid you're drunk again, and I can't take care of you, but as long as you talk to me, you'll just scold me." I can do it."

"Today is Mid-Autumn Festival, I don't want to quarrel with you."

Yes, Mid-Autumn Festival, this day is the most beautiful memory for them in the past. On that day many years ago, the two finally communicated with each other and settled down for a lifetime amidst the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus.

Wen Lixuan was even more cautious when he heard the words, for fear that he would annoy Qu Yanchen and lose this hard-won warmth.

"You... How have you been all these years?"

“It feels good to be unattached.”

Wen Lixuan smiled wryly, he didn't know how to answer the words, so he had to pour a glass for him,

"Try it, is it still the original taste?"

Qu Yanchen took the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp. The familiar scent of osmanthus mixed with the mellow sake, the moment he drank it, his memory seemed to be activated. For a moment, he even thought he was that carefree young man.

"Don't drink so hard." Wen Lixuan handed him another sweet-scented osmanthus cake, "Eat something."

"Wen Lixuan." Qu Yanchen looked at the cake and said suddenly, "You still remember that year I was so greedy for this cake that my stomach hurt and I was sweating all over."

"Remember, I was angry and anxious at the time."

"Hey, it's so embarrassing. I was laughed to death by those old guys in the medical department."

"That's not because you are greedy. As a doctor, you know that this cake is easy to stuff, and you still eat so much."

"Speaking of which, I'm going to blame you. You know I can't stop eating, so you brought me two big plates."

"Wen Lixuan." Qu Yanchen raised his head and looked at him without any avoidance, "I really miss that time, when I was carefree and could do whatever I wanted."

Since we parted, Wen Lixuan almost didn't dare to hope for such a moment. Although he tried his best to appear calm as usual, his slightly trembling hands still betrayed him.

"Yanchen, have you forgive me?"