camouflage salted fish

Sure enough, Shen Budu and the others failed to stay at the townspeople's homes. These townspeople seemed to be very repulsed by strangers from other places, even if they were given money, they would not let them live.

There is no way, the three big men who used to call the wind and rain had no choice but to live in the ruined temple pitifully.

"It's a bit small, but it's okay." Pushing open the door, a layer of dust floated in the air, Shen Budu slapped his nose with his sleeve, and walked into this dilapidated small temple.

The area is small, but there is no air leakage, and there are a few balls of straw piled on the ground. Obviously, passers-by have stayed here before.

Shen Budu looked at Feng Ce, and jokingly said: "I'm going to wrong Pavilion Master Feng, I don't know your habit of sleeping or not."

There were branches and wood left unused by predecessors in the temple. Feng Ce gathered them up and piled them together. A cluster of flames popped out casually and lit the fire. The bright and warm fire light instantly illuminated the dimly lit small temple.

"You think highly of me." Feng Ce picked up two more futons, sat down by the fire, and patted another futon, "I not only slept in ruined temples, but also slept in bridge holes and ate rats." Woolen cloth."

Shen Budu walked over and sat down, with a suspicious expression on his face: "Are you kidding me?"

The owner of Feifeng Pavilion has a mysterious life experience, graceful and noble, and has a noble temperament. Many people even say that he is a descendant of a god, so he knows everything and is omnipotent.Even though it is an exaggeration, but looking at Feifeng Pavilion's attitude of looking down on the Three Realms, one can also know that Feng Ce's background is not ordinary.

Feng Ce looked at his face which was warmed by the firelight, and chuckled lightly: "Of course I am teasing you."

Shen Budu let out a "tss", then remembered something, showed the Begonia Divine Fire to him as if offering a treasure, and flaunted: "See, I also have the Divine Fire, it's amazing!"

Speaking of it, Shen Budu is sometimes very strange. He didn't show off when he was ranked first in the heaven list, he didn't show off when he refined the artifact, and he didn't show off when he became the head of the fairy... The more he does, the more shocking he is. , the more ordinary he behaved himself, as if those glorious glory that could be recorded in the annals of history were really not worth mentioning at all.

But sometimes he would yell at others, such as "I finished reading the story book last night, it's amazing", "I can sleep on a branch without falling, can you?" or "My apprentice is smart and powerful. And filial piety, let's be envious hahahahaha!"

那得意欠揍的模样，简直让人哭笑不得，又爱又恨，忍不住开口想骂他，却又忍不住在心里悄悄夸一句可爱。

It's really cute, it doesn't look like the all-powerful No. [-] head, but it's an annoying and lovable child.

Just like now, Shen Budu's Begonia Divine Fire caused such a big commotion in Beihuang, and was favored by countless people. He never mentioned a word, but he just showed off to Feng Ce, who also had Divine Fire and knew everything about it.

So those who are familiar with him know that this is not showing off, but sharing with those close to him.And the vast majority of other people in the world have no chance to see the face of Master Shen.

In this regard, Feng Ce's heart is like a mirror.

Therefore, the smile in his eyes deepened, and he said in a warm voice: "Amazing. My A'Du is naturally the most powerful."

In fact, he already knew the news about Shen Budu like the back of his hand, but he still acted cooperatively, as if he was willing to play around with his favorite child.

The two got along best on the journey of refining weapons, and soon had a lively discussion on Shenhuo.Under the firelight, the two young and handsome faces were very close to each other. Often, one of them knew what the other was going to say as soon as he opened his mouth. Even the moon in the sky couldn't help sighing "a match made in heaven".

Xie Jianhuan looked at the two chatting happily and did not disturb them.

He knew that was his area of ​​expertise.

There was still some spiritual water in the storage bag, so he took it out and dripped it on the bunch of lotus flowers to ensure that the flowers would not lose their moisture, then carefully put the lotus flowers into the storage bag and walked out of the temple.

"See you." Shen Budu suddenly called him behind him, "Where are you going?"

Xie Jianhuan's face moved slightly.He thought that Shen Budu had no time to notice him.

He turned around and replied, "Go for a walk in the town and see the situation."

Shen Budu guessed that he was going to sense if there was a Heavenly Demon Crystal nearby, so he nodded and instructed: "Don't come back too late."

Xie Jianhuan stretched his eyebrows, answered in a low voice, and strode out the door.

The autumn night wind was a bit cool, but it was very refreshing on the face, and it dispelled some of the boredom in my heart.In fact, he came out not in a hurry to check the sky magic crystal, but because he had another thing in mind.

I went to a house with lights on and knocked on the door. After a while, someone opened a crack and asked cautiously, "Who are you looking for?"

Xie Jianhuan: "Excuse me, which one sells sweet-scented osmanthus and wormwood balls?"

The person at the door looked at him like he was insane. It seemed that he had never seen anyone who came out to buy snacks in the middle of the night, but he still replied: "Walk 200 meters to the east, the one with the mugwort leaves hanging at the door."

Xie Jianhuan thanked him, found the family, and found that the lights in the house had been turned off.After hesitating for a moment, he still knocked on the door.

After a long time, the stall owner who sold wormwood balls during the day came to open the door sleepily: "Who are you looking for in the middle of the night?"

Xie Jianhuan: "Buy wormwood balls."

The stall owner couldn't help but hold back: "Crazy! Where can I get you wormwood balls in the middle of the night!"

He was about to close the door while cursing, Xie Jianhuan held the door with one hand, and calmly handed over the Tongtong coin with the other.

The stall owner's eyes that couldn't be opened immediately turned round, and he took the money and smiled like a flower: "How much does the customer want? If the quantity is large, I can't make it now..."

Xie Jianhuan interrupted him: "Is there any material in the kitchen? I'll make it myself."

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It has been nearly an hour since the fresh sweet-scented osmanthus and wormwood balls came out of the pot.

Fearing that the night wind would blow cold, Xie Jianhuan wrapped several warm dumplings in several layers of practical paper, stuffed them into the front of his chest, and quickly returned to the small temple.

Gently pushed open the door, only to find that the fire had gone out, the temple was very quiet, Shen Budu was lying sideways in a ball of soft straw, already asleep.

Feng Ce was leaning against the wall, idly playing with a straw in his hand, when he saw him coming back, he raised his head and glanced at it, then smiled lightly: "Going to buy wormwood balls for your master?"

Questions are used, but they are determined with ease.People say Pavilion Master Feifeng is omniscient, but they never imagined that he would have shocking insight into such a trivial matter.

Xie Jianhuan thought that one of the reasons why he didn't like Feng Ce was probably because his feelings for Shen Budu were always hidden in this person's eyes.

He didn't know if this was Feng Ce's talent, or because they had the same purpose, they were vigilant and sensitive like animals in this respect.

He ignored Feng Ce, and walked towards Shen Budu calmly.

"If I were you." The person behind said softly, "I would consciously stay away from him."

Xie Jianhuan paused, turned back and said coldly: "The pavilion master seems to be too lenient."

"Perhaps." Feng Ce raised his eyes to look at him, his dark golden pupils were extremely strange in the night, "But it seems that I was not the one who stabbed him personally."

Xie Jianhuan froze for a moment.Even if he was relieved by Shen Budu, this matter is the regret of his life, so how can he forget it easily.

He turned around completely, his gaze gradually turned cold.

Feng Ce didn't seem to notice the tense atmosphere, so he smiled to himself: "I know there may be a misunderstanding, and you don't really want to hurt him. But things that are out of control are often the scariest, aren't they?"

He had a lot of meaning: "A'Du has great confidence in you. But can you guarantee that there will never be a second 'accident'?"

Regardless of the opponent's reaction, Feng Ce threw away the straw in his hand, leaned his head against the wall, and closed his eyes.

Can you guarantee that there will be no second "accident" again?

Can?

The air was suddenly oppressed, Xie Jianhuan closed his eyes, turned around and walked out.

The small temple was built on the edge of the ancient county. Fifty meters ahead is the wilderness, with only a single cypress standing silently in the middle of the night.

Xie Jianhuan jumped lightly, came to the highest place of Longbai and sat down, leaning his back on the trunk, looking up at the bright moon in the sky in a daze.

He knew that Feng Ce's words were intentional, even an unsophisticated trap, but he fell for it easily.

Because what he cares about is never other people's opinions, only the safety of the sinking.

That's his only weakness.

The master believed in him, and he also had confidence in his own control.The sacred wood nail of the South/Sea Shenmu was stably pierced in his heart, and it seemed that there was no need to worry about it.

But a lifetime is so long, and the future is so long, so long that sometimes he feels panic in his heart, not knowing what kind of fate will be waiting for him behind that vast expanse of whiteness.

The disaster is not terrible, the pain is not terrible, and the only thing that makes people feel fearful and heartbroken is the word "accident".

No matter how strong he is, he doesn't have full self-confidence to fight against the erratic will of God.

Close your eyes, the rustle of leaves beside your ears.The voice slightly relieved the anxiety, confusion and depression in his heart, and his thoughts flew away involuntarily. He remembered a scene when he was 15 years old.

Shen Budu took him out, he couldn't find a place to stay like today, not even a ruined temple.So Shen Budu took him to a big tree nearly [-] meters high, and said in his blank eyes: "I will sleep here at night."

He was puzzled: "Master, why don't you sleep under a tree?"

"The ground is wet, and where is the top of the tree cool? The scenery is also beautiful." Shen Budu lay down comfortably on a branch less than half the width of his body, with a leaf in his mouth unwilling to be lonely, " Come, come, sleep for a night, I guarantee that from now on you will not want to come down when you see a tree."

Xie Jianhuan: "..."

That's not the case.He is not a monkey.

The teacher's order was hard to disobey, Xie Jianhuan had no choice but to imitate the look of sinking, and lay down carefully on the thin tree trunk.He is good at kung fu, but he has never tried this kind of sleeping method, and he is always a little uneasy, worried that he will fall off if he falls asleep.

He turned his head and wanted to ask his master, but saw that Shen Budu stopped chewing the leaves, folded his hands behind his head, closed his eyes and breathed evenly, as if he had fallen asleep soundly.

Xie Jianhuan immediately closed his mouth tightly, turned his head back, and opened his eyes to look at the moon in the sky.

Because I slept on the highest branch, I had a clear view, the vast night sky was right above my head, and the twinkling stars were so close that I could touch them with my hand.

Xie Jianhuan looked at it for a while, only to realize that the master was indeed right, the scenery here is indeed a beauty that cannot be enjoyed elsewhere.

Maybe the night wind was blowing too comfortably, the rustling of the leaves was too gentle, or maybe there was a person who made him feel at ease sleeping next to him. Xie Jian fell asleep unconsciously while enjoying the moonlight.

It's just that he has no experience, lost his caution in the dream, forgot where he was, and when he moved a little, his whole body was instantly emptied, and he fell down from a height of [-] meters defenselessly!

The wind whistled in his ears, and his heart suddenly lost weight. Xie Jianhuan suddenly opened his eyes, and subconsciously grabbed the branches with a quick reaction, but his tense hand fell into a warm palm, and his waist was firmly encircled by an arm. The fall stopped abruptly, and the sharp wind turned into gentleness again.

He raised his head hastily, and saw Shen Budu sitting on the tree trunk, leaning over to embrace him, he couldn't help laughing: "My God, why did it really fall? Are you scared?"

The moonlight was very bright that night, and Shen Budu's untwisted long hair slipped from one side, covering it with a layer of frosty white light.With nostalgia, the light chased the curve of his side face, from the straight nose bridge to the handsome brow bone, and those gentle smiling eyes that concealed concern.

A beautiful person loves light and shadow.

No one will remain indifferent under those eyes.

Xie Jianhuan heard his heart beating wildly, he didn't know if it was because of the shock of falling, or because of other reasons.

Later, he thought about why he fell in love with his master deviantly. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't find the answer. He could only recall the moonlight on the night when he was 15 years old.

He knew that it was not the beginning, let alone the end, but just one of the links that pushed him towards the end.The youth's love didn't know where it came from, and when he suddenly woke up, he realized that the love had become a flood, rushing wildly, unable to turn back, and had nowhere to hide.

"The small temple can't accommodate your big Buddha, right? Why did you come here in the middle of the night?"

The voice that Fang recalled in his mind suddenly rang in his ears, Xie Jianhuan was startled suddenly, he didn't know whether it was a guilty conscience or something, he moved his body, and fell from the tree again!

He subconsciously stretched out his hand, and was held tightly by a warm palm, while he raised his head and bumped into a pair of bright eyes.

"My God, it's been six years, why haven't you improved at all?" Shen Budu obviously remembered the embarrassing incident of him falling from the tree for the first time, and while teasing him, he pulled him up forcefully.

The trunk bears the weight of two grown men, but fortunately it is strong enough, and it stabilized after sinking slightly.Xie Jianhuan looked at the face of the person beside him, and almost wondered if he had just fallen into a dream on the tree: "...Why is Master here?"

"You're ashamed to ask me, I told you to come back earlier, let's see what time it is?" Shen Budu narrowed his eyes at him, "You won't do any bad things behind my back."

Knowing that he was teasing, Xie Jianhuan shook his head immediately: "No."

...he has always been obedient.

"Then what did you do?" Shen Budu asked, suddenly wrinkled his nose and sniffed, "What's the smell, it smells so good."

It was only then that Xie Jianhuan remembered the ball of wormwood that had been forgotten in his arms, and quickly reached out and took it out.But after leaving it for a long time, the heat is almost dissipated, and it is not as soft as it was when it was just out of the steamer. I am afraid that the taste will be greatly reduced.

He regretted slightly: "It's a bit cold."

"It's okay." Shen Budu took a chubby dumpling, pushed aside the wormwood leaves outside, and a scent of wormwood came to his face.Take a bite, it is warm and soft, and it is filled with golden sweet-scented osmanthus filling, mixed with sugar and honey, but not much, which is the sweetness he likes.

He swallowed a few mouthfuls in satisfaction, and asked, "Did you go out to buy it?"

Xie Jianhuan nodded.

"Liar." Shen Budu smiled, "You made it yourself, and I can't eat it?"

Xie Jianhuan pursed his lips slightly, his fingertips felt a little numb, afraid that his voice would reveal his feelings, so he lowered his eyes and dared not speak, only dared to be a thief in his heart, secretly savoring the sweetness that made him dizzy.

"Don't be in a daze, you can eat too."

"I made it for Master."

"It's so late at night, why don't you let me sleep after eating all of it?"

Only then did Xie Jianhuan pick up a ball of wormwood, and accompanied Shen Budu to eat slowly.

Longbai is very tall, and the view is unobstructed. You can even see a faint sea in the distance, which seems to be the Lanhai.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but I seem to hear the waves with the sound of the wind. It's low and melodious, like a gentle and mysterious ballad, which relaxes people's nerves for no reason.

Shen Budu looked at the extinguished lights of Wanjia, and said: "Don't take what Feng Ce said."

Xie Jianhuan frowned: "...Did you hear that?"

Shen Budu had no choice but to say, "With your sword-tattling vigor, the dead would wake up with fright, how could you be able to fall asleep?"

Xie Jianhuan remained silent.

"I know what you're thinking, in fact, I'm also worried." Shen Budu said, "Do you know what I'm worried about?"

Xie Jianhuan tensed up unconsciously and shook his head.

"I'm afraid that if you lose control, I won't be able to wake you up. I'm afraid that the next time you pick up the sword, you will hurt yourself."

Xie Jianhuan was stunned, his fingers trembled slightly.

Shen Budu turned to look at him: "A disciple is afraid of hurting the master, so shouldn't the master be worried about the disciple? But I figured it out later, and found that worrying is useless. If even I can't save you, then other people will be more worried about you." no."

"So I'm not going to let the worst happen."

Xie Jianhuan felt his throat was blocked by something hot: "Master..."

"Don't be afraid." Shen Budu held his hand, smiled at him with his eyes bent, "No matter what happens in the future, everything depends on Master."

The wormwood balls were all eaten, and none was wasted.Xie Jianhuan really wanted to sit down like this forever, but seeing that it was too late, he still said: "Master, should you go back?"

"I won't go back." Shen Budu yawned, and said lazily, "I haven't slept in a tree for a long time, so I'll stay here."

Xie Jianhuan nodded, looked around, and wanted to help Shen Budu pick out a smooth and comfortable branch, but when he found it and turned his head, the other person had already fallen asleep leaning against the trunk.

...Shen Budu's sleep talent seems to have been surprisingly good.

As usual, Xie Jianhuan should have found another branch to sleep on, but perhaps the night had increased his courage and boldness, he sat in place for a while, using the lightness kung fu to the extreme, and slowly drifted toward Shen Budu without making any sound He moved over, held his breath, stretched out his hand, and gently pressed the opponent's head against the tree trunk to his left shoulder.

Shen Budu breathed steadily, as if he didn't feel anything.Xie Jianhuan watched him with bated breath for a while, and finally heaved a sigh of relief, his ears were a little red from doing something bad secretly.

He didn't sleep, and let his master rest on his shoulder without moving, with a smile on his lips, looking at the sky and sea in the distance.

The vision is very good.

It was the most beautiful night he had ever seen.