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On the fifteenth night of the first lunar month, the Shangyuan Festival.

At the foot of a mountain not far from Tianyanzong, there is a beautiful and elegant town with blue bricks and tiles. A winding and soft river winds through here, and a dozen quaint arch bridges have carried the years. heavy.

The sound of small vendors yelling, lovers who communicate with each other walk past the lantern shop, the fragrance of Lantern Festival wafts in the corner of the alley, and children run around in the crowd holding sugar figurines.

The silver light falls in the river, and Ling Lingbo holds up the blossoming lanterns with various prayers on them.

Standing next to the candy stand on the corner of the street was a person, wearing a simple light blue coat and a white gauze bamboo hat hanging down to his calf, under the dim light of night, he seemed to be an independent fairy with unique charm.

When the corner of the bamboo hat was blown up by the wind, one could vaguely see the indifferent profile of this man like jade, but what caught the eye was the black silk covering his eyes.

Such a fairy is actually blind.

Many people shook their heads and sighed, God is indeed the cruelest, but after they finished expressing their emotions, they couldn't help but take a look and another look.

"Hey, young man, your sugar figurine is good! Take it!" The sugar figurine vendor wrapped him in a layer of paper thoughtfully, looking at this jade-like young master, he couldn't help but worry.

"My lord, you can wait here, it's inconvenient to go back alone, hey? By the way, did you come here alone?"

A hand protruded from the bamboo hat. It was well-proportioned and well-defined.

It's like a pair of hands holding a chess piece, but at this moment they are holding a very childlike sugar figure.

Fuzhi took the sugar figurine, "No need."

It was the first time for him to blend into the mortal world, and he was not used to this noisy environment and the lively atmosphere of fireworks, he seemed out of place, and his voice was a little tense.

After he was brought here by Yin Lingxi, not long after, he disappeared, and he was only asked to wait for the sugar man to be ready.

Now that it's done, he hasn't come back yet.

Sword Master frowned slightly, holding the sugar figurine and standing there, a little at a loss.

Maybe he shouldn't have softened his heart and promised Yin Lingxi to come out.

Right now he doesn't know where to go to play, leaving him here alone, it's just...

Jian Zun pursed his thin lips slightly, feeling a little depressed in his heart.

But soon he noticed his strange emotion.

He raised his hand and pressed his heart, angry?

He... angry?Because his apprentice threw him here?

The tall and handsome young man didn't know what to think, he was silent for a moment, as if he had lost his patience, he squeezed the candy figurine tightly, turned and left the stall.

The small peddler also called him: "—Hey, son, you go back alone, be careful, don't be hit by someone."

On the night of the full moon, Fuzhi used his spiritual energy as little as possible, and only used a little spiritual sense to sense the surrounding situation to avoid bumping into others, so he didn't realize that several disciples had already stared at him and fell far behind him .

He got on an arched bridge and wanted to go to a corner to guard his sword and leave, but suddenly bumped into a warm chest——

"Master... brother, where do you want to go?"

The familiar smiling voice, but it was a little different from usual, showing a hint of bewitching coquettishness.

Fuzhi's hand holding the sugar figurine froze.

This senior brother called out, as if someone was scratching the bottom of his heart with a small hook.

Originally, Gu Mianliang gave him a ban to go down the mountain, but if he wanted to go down the mountain, there were naturally many ways.In order to cover up, the identities of the two of them tonight are senior brother and junior brother who went down the mountain to play.

Fu Zhi took a step back uncomfortably, but the next second she was pulled back by her waist again!

The waists and abdomens of the two were stuck together tightly.

"!"

A few scurrying children stumbled past the two of them and almost knocked him down.

A low voice of concern came from next to his ear, and his warm breath fell on his neck: "Brother, be careful..."

The fingers clasping his waist were extremely tight, and the heat penetrated the fabric at once, and the numb itching spread from the heart to the fingers.Huanqing Gu is becoming more and more mature, and the spreading joy makes people tremble uncontrollably.

Fu Zhi's expression was still indifferent, but he unconsciously leaned back slightly, his waist bent into a beautiful and flexible arc, his head was tilted, and the tulle bamboo hat covered the heat on the side of his face.

He sulked: "...let go."

Yin Lingxi let him go slowly, and glanced sharply and coldly at the few vagabonds who were following behind Fuzhi with unruly intentions, making no secret of his killing intent and full of possessiveness.

The latter shivered and hurried away.

Damn it!I thought she was a blind beauty who was alone, but who would have thought that there was such a ferocious wolf waiting to eat by her side!

Yin Lingxi squinted his eyes, and then looked away.

He took Fuzhi off the bridge and led him by the sleeve to walk to the river.

"Brother, didn't I tell you to wait for me at the sugar figurine shop, why are you walking around by yourself, what if you lose it?"

He rambled on and on: "Also, you can't see now, so be careful, there are many good people around you, but there are also many bad people..."

There were quite a few people who came to put lanterns by the river, so he found a relatively quiet place before stopping, knelt down and stretched out his hand to stir the river, and said with a smile, "Have you seen lanterns before?"

For a long time, I didn't wait for an answer.

He was slightly surprised and looked up.

Fuzhi stood quietly by the side, his right hand, which is used to holding a sword, was behind his back, his shadow was reflected in the rippling river, and his long bamboo hat was blown by the breeze, so it was not stained with dust.

Is this... angry?

Yin Lingxi raised his eyebrows, "Brother, I was a little reckless just now because I was afraid that you would be knocked down. Don't be angry."

Fuzhi: "I'm not angry."

He paused, and said again: "Where did you go just now?"

Although he didn't want to admit it, when he was alone in the bustle, he really felt at a loss.

As soon as he finished speaking, the sugar figurine in his hand was bitten away, and at the same time, Yin Ling Xisai gave him a flower-shaped object.

Fuzhi was taken aback for a moment, then rubbed his fingers: "This is?"

"Flower lantern," Yin Lingxi bit down a piece of candy, and smiled attractively, "I made the white lotus lantern by myself in a lantern shop. It's a bit clumsy, but it's definitely unique. Senior brother, don't dislike it."

unique.

"Why did you send me?"

Yin Lingxi's thoughts drifted away, "This... my mother said that on the Shangyuan Festival, I will make lanterns by myself and give them to the most important people, so that the wishes I made will come true."

Fuzhi couldn't help but be careful with the hand holding the lantern, and felt a little turmoil in his heart.

"Brother..." Yin Lingxi raised his eyes to look at him, walked in, lifted the gauze of the bamboo hat, and held Fuzhi's hand holding the lotus in his palm, his voice was extremely gentle, full of sweet affection.

He cherished it and said: "Brother, you are the most important person to me."

Fuzhi only felt that the place where he was being held was extremely stiff, his heartbeat lost its usual smoothness, and his heart was filled with a sore and swollen sense of satisfaction.

He has never experienced love, and he doesn't know what's wrong with him.

As soon as I met my apprentice, it was like going crazy.

Fuzhi slowly withdrew his hand.

Yin Lingxi's eyes flashed, and he released him following this force.

"Lingxi." Fuzhi tilted his head slightly, the wind blew up the bamboo hat, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if a fairy suddenly became aroused, and his voice was soft.

"You are also very important to me."

People who don't smile on weekdays laugh most deadly.

The dim lights all around suddenly dimmed, and the laughter and laughter slowly went away.

The light blue figure became the only bright color.

Yin Lingxi gave a meal.

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【Ah Ruan: Hee~ Master, he still hasn't seduced you. 】

After Fuzhi heard Ah Ruan's report, the smile on his lips disappeared, and he touched the lantern seriously with his fingertips.

"Should I put it in the river?"

Sword Master was vaguely reluctant.

Yin Lingxi recovered from that smile, looked at Fuzhi's side face regretfully, and hummed.

"Senior brother, if you want to make a wish, write your wish on it. My wish has already been written. What do you want to write?"

He took out a folded note and put it in Fuzhi's palm: "It's this size note, I have the pen and ink ready."

Fuzhi shook his head, "No need."

"Brother...do you have no wish? Or do you think the lantern I made is ugly?" Yin Lingxi said in a low tone.

"Of course not."

Fuzhi is not good at coaxing people, so after a pause, he added coldly and awkwardly——

"The lantern is very beautiful, I... like it very much."

He has held countless treasures of heaven, spirit and earth with his hands, and once held the sword alone, blocking sixteen ghosts and monsters from the Lanyu River, and the Duanchen sword has killed countless ghosts and evil spirits.

At this time, he carefully guarded the most ordinary mortal thing in his hand.

It was the first thing his apprentice gave him.

The apprentice he cared about.

At the same time, he also cares about his apprentices.

Sword Master sighed, and said in a low voice: "One piece of lantern, one prayer, if there are two people, the chance of success will be reduced by half."

"So, your wish is my wish."

Your wish is my wish.

Yin Lingxi's heart suddenly burned, and he didn't speak for a long time.

"You... are you telling the truth?"

He didn't say 'shizun', nor did he call 'shige'.

Fuzhi nodded, "Naturally."

He unfolded the note in his hand, and there were four words on it, but he couldn't see it, so he just stuck the note on the lantern.

With a twist of the fingertips, sporadic spiritual power ignited the wick.

Fuzhi bent down and pushed the lantern into the river, and the lantern tremblingly drifted away with the undulating water.

What he didn't know was that this 'unique', 'inferior and rough' lantern that he treasured was just bought by Yin Lingxi at random, and it was no different from other lanterns in the river.

Ordinary, can be seen everywhere.

If you just sway in the river of lights, you can't see the shadow.

Like someone who is false and can't grasp the sincerity.

Yin Lingxi looked at the river calmly, with a complex flash in the depths of his eyes.

Neither of them spoke, they stayed quietly for a while, until it was almost midnight, Fu Zhi said: "Lingxi, it's getting late, let's go back."

Yin Lingxi responded obediently, and the two turned around and went to find a remote corner.

The excitement behind them was getting farther and farther away.

The fiery trees and silver flowers are all bleak.

Fuzhi walked forward slowly, he asked calmly in his spiritual sense.

[Ah Ruan, look at what wishes are written on the lantern. 】

After a while.

【Ah Ruan: Take your bones. 】

Fuzhi's face was still calm, and he smiled lightly from the bottom of his heart.

What a wish...

The stars in the night sky are slightly hidden, and the moon is on the tip--

It's about time.