Reborn as a high-cold Buddhist concubine of fishing style

Sometimes Yin Shu had a good rest, and when he woke up, Ali happened to come over, and he would even have a casual chat with him, although most of the time he just listened to what Ali was saying.But compared to the previous swearing-in and coldness, the current Yin Shu is like a god-given treasure in Ali's eyes, and he wishes he could hold it in his hand.

On this day, the servants served a bowl of yellow noodles with donkey meat.

Fragrant soup, golden fine noodles.The smell quickly permeated the tent.

Ali just walked in, picked up the noodle bowl, put several large pieces of donkey meat from the nearby plate into the noodle bowl, and handed it to Yin Shu: "Come, eat while it's hot! Should I feed you or eat by yourself?"

In the past two days, Yin Shu has felt much better. The wounds on his body are slowly healing, and they are covered with fresh, tender skin.

Everything seems to be starting all over again.

At the end of summer and the beginning of autumn, the flowers fall and the leaves turn yellow.The memory in my heart also seems to be slowly dissipating.No one here mentions the shopkeeper Liang who bravely fought almost the entire caravan, and finally broke into the main tent of the gang alone.That figure just like when he left, disappeared in this wasteland without a sound.

Yin Shu didn't answer, just reached out to take the rice bowl, gently picked up a chopstick of noodles, and stared at the golden thread-like noodles again and again.

Ali, who didn't know why, leaned over, looked at the noodle bowl, and then at Yin Shu: "This is... what's the problem?"

"It's been a long time since I ate noodles." Yin Shu muttered to himself, looking at the slender and soft noodles, as if he could see the person who made him noodles with his own hands.

In the next second, Ali actually saw a warm but unclear smile on that face that had been indifferent for a long time.

Seeing that Yin Shu just stared at the noodles and refused to eat for a long time, Ali reached out to take his bowl: "I'll ask them to give you another bowl of white noodles!"

Yin Shu shook his head, and smiled at Ali for the first time: "No, I like this."

Ali raised his eyebrows uncertainly: "Really?"

Then Yin Shu began to eat with a big mouthful, with a focused expression, he picked up each chopstick noodles seriously, and then swallowed carefully.It seems that there is a different taste in that bowl of yellow noodles that needs to be savored carefully.

When you are not around, I also try to live.

Just like when we were together.

After eating a bowl, Yin Shu's body steamed with a thin layer of heat, and gently placed the chopsticks on the bowl.

It's like swallowing all the longing and suffering, suppressing the surging emotions and putting them back to the bottom of my heart intact.

Probably because he disguised so well that no one could see the depression and depression in his heart.After a long time, even Yin Shu himself believed it, maybe he never met Liang Chengyu again before.

It was like a big dream.

Then Yin Shu regained his indifferent expression.

"If you think it's delicious, I'll ask them to make it for you every day!" Ali couldn't help being overjoyed to see him finish a whole bowl of rice for the first time in a long time.

"Ali." Yin Shu leaned on the couch, with his hands casually resting on his legs, the tattoo on his right arm had faded red, showing a dark blue-gray, "Last time you said that you wanted to introduce me to the whole world someday." caravan?"

Ali was asking his servants to clean up the dishes, and he couldn't help being taken aback when he heard the words: "Yes...yes, then you..." He licked the corners of his lips unnaturally, "I just thought it would not be too late to mention it when you got better. .”

"How about tomorrow?" Yin Shu looked up at Ali, seeing his puzzled expression, he added, "Tomorrow is Mid-Autumn Festival."

Ali patted his forehead as if he had just woken up from a dream. These days, he spent his days and nights upside down serving Yin Shu, and even forgot such an important day as the Mid-Autumn Festival!

He came to sit beside Yin Shu's couch, and wanted to hold Yin Shu's hand: "Okay! I'll ask someone to prepare it!"

Yin Shu raised his hand to brush his hair at the sideburns, then raised the corners of his mouth and looked at Ali: "Will Erguotou object when the time comes?"

"My Ali said something! Let's see who dares to object!" Ali said and leaned forward again, "Beauty, you can do this, you don't know how happy I am!"

Yin Shu looked at him, the corners of his mouth still maintained the same curvature as before, with a shallow and short smile: "Just be happy, and I am also very happy."

With that smile, Ali felt that Hun'er would be hooked away by him.

In recent days, everyone in the caravan has been talking about the fact that the leader of the caravan has made a fool of himself.Since he came, the leader of the gang has been in a hurry all day long, and all the affairs of the gang have been handed over to the deputy leader Bi Zhan. Not to mention, he has been hiding in the tent of that little boy all day long, and he has not seen anyone for a few days shadow.

The news that the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet will be held tomorrow directly exploded in the caravan.In the past, this kind of banquet where all members of the gang participated was not unheard of, but it was only once a year during the Chinese New Year.After all, the caravan traveled around all the year round and lived in no fixed place, and if it wasn't for the fact that the leader kept making excuses for procrastinating, the entire caravan should have set off long ago, but unexpectedly, there would be a whole gang banquet unexpectedly.

But these people only dared to discuss in private. Now that the guild leader had given the order, all the people waited and started to get busy, purchasing and preparing vegetables.The caravan, which had been silent for a long time, was once again prosperous.

But among these people who are busy celebrating the festival, there is one person who seems out of tune with the peaceful and happy atmosphere in front of him.

Bijan frowned and walked through the tent, thinking carefully, the caravan had been stationed here for more than a month.According to the plan, it is time to leave for Xinjiang. He has mentioned it to Ali several times, but each time Ali has already set the departure time on the grounds that "the beauty has not recovered yet, wait a little longer". Procrastinate and procrastinate.

As for such things as suddenly having a gang banquet, in Bi Zhan's view, it was even worse.Now he strode through the noisy crowd to Ali's tent.

Just listen to the conversation between the two faintly coming from inside.

"Shall we help Li prepare the incense ourselves?" Yin Shu asked in a casual tone.

"Hey, just those customers who need to buy incense!" Ali said, as if he was feeding medicine to Yin Shu with a spoon.

"I saw a lot of boxes piled up next to the manger that day. Are they the ingredients for incense? Yuelin incense?"

Ali paused, and was about to answer: "Ah that, it's..."

Bijan lifted the curtain: "Why do you care about these!"

Yin Shu and Ali were sitting at the table facing each other playing chess. Seeing Bijan coming in, Ali got flustered for a moment, stood up in a hurry, and knocked the medicine bowl on the chessboard to the ground.

"Bijan, what are you yelling at!" Ali was very displeased and asked someone to come over to clean up.

Yin Shu, on the other hand, was not in a hurry. He looked very good today, and the scars on his face could hardly be seen clearly. He was wearing a white gown that Ali found for him from nowhere, and his eyebrows and eyes showed An air of peace and tranquility that is incompatible with the surroundings.He glanced at Bi Zhan lightly: "Erguotou is not a person who can make big things."

"What kind of nonsense are you talking about!" Bi Zhan was so angry that he wanted to argue with Yin Shu, but was stopped by Ali.

"What the hell are you trying to do!" Ali yelled angrily.

When Bi Zhan saw Yin Shu for the first time, he felt that there must be some unknown secret behind this person.When he was being treated, it was even more obvious that he looked like a young man, but he had a calmness and forbearance that most elders rarely had.No matter how deep the wound was, Yin Shu never said a word when changing the dressing, at most he would only frown.

He could see that Yin Shu and the shopkeeper Liang obviously had a deep affection, but they quickly pulled away after the other party left.Even from a doctor's point of view, it only took a few days, and Yin Shu's recovery speed was amazing, both physically and mentally, probably relying on a willpower so tenacious that ordinary people can't imagine.

If you can't understand a person with all your efforts, then the best way to treat him is to stay away from him, because you can't know what kind of true face such a person has.

"Ali, are you going to host the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet?" Bi Zhan said with a gloomy expression, and cut straight to the point.

"Yeah, who else would make such a decision but me."

"Then why don't you discuss it with me and decide on your own!"

Ali and Yin Shu have won two chess games in a row, and they will be in a good mood, and they don't care about Bi Zhan: "That's right, I should have informed you in advance, but I think tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the big guys don't care about it." It's been a long time since we got together, and I just took this opportunity to have fun together, and I think you won't object to my proposal."

At this moment, Yin Shu seemed to be seriously studying the chess game in front of him, holding a black chess piece between his slender two fingertips, as if he was thinking about where to place the chess piece.

Bijan was so angry that he quickly pulled Ali past the corner and asked in a low voice in Qibo: "We just died so many brothers, now is not the time for a gang feast! And we are still in a hurry Go to the border!"

Ali shook his head, glanced at Yin Shu from the corner of his eye, and said in Qibo's words, "Isn't he recuperating from his illness?"

Bijan almost blurted out and wanted to scold him for being haunted by a vixen, but he held back after thinking about it, and said bitterly: "Do you really want to keep him in the gang like this?"

Ali pulled his face down this time: "What are you talking about! At the banquet tomorrow, I will officially introduce him to the gang. In the future, seeing him in the gang is like seeing me!"

Yin Shu listened to the quarrel between the two, but his expression was calm, as if everything in front of him had nothing to do with him.

Bijan couldn't help but stare round his eyes: "What did you say?!"

Ali simply strode back to Yin Shu's side, pulled up his sleeve, and the pawn on Yin Shu's fingertips "jingled" to the ground: "He has been officially tattooed now, no different from you and me! And the status of life and death has passed." Sign, and we will be our own from now on.”

"But what kind of identity is he!" Bi Zhan pointed at Yin Shu, raised his volume, and questioned loudly.

Ali let go of Yin Shu's arm, walked up to Bijan, stared provocatively into the other's eyes, raised his chin, switched back to the Central Plains dialect, and said word by word: "Bang-master-husband- people."