Monster Bar is open

Yue Han reluctantly stepped up the stairs, turning his head several times at each step.

The wooden fence on the stairs has been settled for several years, and it is gradually stained with a dark color.

It was on this staircase that Yue Han went up and down, from a six-year-old boy with the size of a carrot head to a handsome adult man.

Yue Chenzhou leaned against the handrail of the stairs on the first floor, turned his back on the bustle outside, looked up at the boy who was already a little taller than himself, felt unwell for no reason, and said angrily: "What are you doing standing still? Children's house Damn, if you don’t sleep at this point, you’re going to die?”

Hearing this, Yue Han finally swallowed his flustered heart and took the step smoothly.

"Brother, I have grown up. I am not a child anymore."

At some point, his voice was no longer a clear and indistinguishable child's voice, but became deep and magnetic, like the timbre of a high-quality ancient qin string.

On the second floor, only a large orange lamp was lit, and the warm light illuminated the tall and fair young man's features clearly. His eyes were full of luster, like the cold light from a drawn sword, which was so awe-inspiring.

It's just that he is still immature after all, unable to completely conceal the emotions on his face, there are joy in his brows and eyes, guilt in his heart, and a little bit of uneasiness.

Yue Chenzhou half closed his eyelids, thinking, yes, he has grown up.

The days of peace for so many years are finally coming to an end.

"Brother, are you still angry with me?"

Yue Han still stood still, with his eyes lowered. From this angle, he looked so pitiful, as if he had been greatly wronged.

"Are you still wronged?"

Yue Chenzhou laughed angrily, tapped his fingers on the handrail of the stairs, and simply followed up the stairs with a cold face, turned his palms casually, then raised his arms neatly, and a package was thrown into Yue Han's room like this. arms.

"Let you concentrate on practicing and build a foundation as soon as possible. Our spiritual practice is long, and we need patience and patience. If you don't listen, you have to bump into the door of the different management committee to show off the limelight. Really, there is no obedience in childhood !"

Yue Han bowed his head to be scolded, did not speak, but his mood rose little by little.

The package fell heavily in his hand, and when he opened it, it turned out to be several ancient books.

The edges of the yellowed pages were brittle and uneven, and they would make a "click" sound with a slight movement, as if they were about to fall apart immediately.

There are a few wild words on the dark cover, all of which are words related to spiritual cultivation.

"Go downstairs and have a look, there are so many ghosts and ghosts, which of them will walk around with their ass between their buttocks when they see it! Just you, you have to take the exam for a celestial master!" Yue Chenzhou put a cigarette in his mouth angrily, But it didn't light up, and his face was still full of displeasure. "Stinky boy, touch your conscience and say, are you sorry for me?"

Yue Han frowned, and looked at Yue Chenzhou calmly: "Brother, I'm not a ghost, I'm a human being."

Yue Chenzhou was taken aback for a moment, and was speechless for a moment.

The smoke from his mouth was released like this, and fell lightly to the ground, just rolling to Yue Han's feet.

The young man's gaze stayed on the bent cigarette butt for a moment, then turned to Yue Chenzhou's face, which was clear and dignified, like a mirror.

Yue Chenzhou's heart skipped a beat, as if a needle had pierced a bloodless hole.

"Yes, yes... so what about human beings!" Yue Chenzhou quickly came back to his senses, and fumbled for the cigarette case in his pocket in a state of distraught. A swear word, and snorted coldly: "I taught you the rules of the Monster Bar on the first day you came here, and all living souls are regardless of high or low. Forgot?"

This can be said to be extremely unreasonable and nonsense, but Yue Han bowed his head politely: "Senior brother, I'm sorry. I just thought that you would be very happy if I got the first place in the exam."

There was a bulging piece of paper stuffed in his trousers pocket, the white corners sticking out, very eye-catching.

Yue Chenzhou knew it without looking at it. It was a report card with full marks in the theoretical part. It was a score that many children from mysterious arts families could not get in the test after years of hard work.

The handsome young man in front of him had a calm expression, his dark and deep eyes were like two thousand-year-old cold pools that could not be melted away, and his tone contained just the right sense of loss, as if swallowing all the grievances and bitterness that poured into the sky.

For some reason, Yue Chenzhou's heart suddenly turned into a puddle of water.

"Who says I'm unhappy." He scratched his head mutteringly, messing up his black hair, "I taught you how much you weigh, how can I not know?"

He casually picked up an ancient book, slapped it on Yue Han's chest, and said impatiently: "Forget it. Let's take the exam. Now that you've made up your mind, take the exam and don't embarrass me. Who are those children from Xuanmen families?" Don’t have any real talent or learning? You underestimate the enemy now, if you stumble, don’t say your surname is Yue.”

Hearing this, Yue Han immediately cheered up, his eyes were like two obsidian stones, lighting his cold face with a different light.

Yue Chenzhou felt uncomfortable under this gaze, and couldn't help frowning: "How do you arrange the actual combat exam?"

Following Yue Chenzhou's hand, Yue Han held the book on his chest tightly: "Two rounds of actual combat. The first round is half a month later, and the second round has not yet been decided. According to the rules of previous years, it should be two months later."

Hiss, what a hassle.

Yue Chenzhou had a headache and gave a perfunctory "hmm".

Yue Han pursed his lips, his eyes fixed on him.

"Family members can watch the battle live. Brother, will you come to see me?"

"I'm talking about you." Yue Chenzhou's scalp was numb from his long-term expression, and he couldn't help patting his forehead like he did when he was a child.

"Don't give me this mother-in-law trick, Yue Han, how old is he, don't be ashamed!"

Unexpectedly, with a flick of his arm, Yue Han was so bold that he grabbed Yue Chenzhou's wrist and refused to let go.

"Senior brother." His tone was still low and gentle, but no matter how he heard it, he meant to be coquettish. "Senior brother, I want you to be there. Only when you are there can I show my strength."

……

Yaoshou.

It never occurred to me that I overcorrected and developed such a coquettish temperament from this paralyzed guy.

I can't help but laugh.

Yue Chenzhou broke away from his hand: "Go, I'll go! Not only will I go, but I will also help you join a group of relatives and friends, and call you with banners and suona! Are you satisfied?"

Yue Han slowly let go of his hand, and a bright smile appeared on his face: "Okay. Brother, then we can talk about it."

Yue Chenzhou: ...

Yue Han flipped open the ancient book that was so fragile that it seemed about to be broken into dregs, his heart was soft and sweet, as if he had bitten off a big mouthful of shortbread covered with honey.

He knew that Yue Chenzhou was lazy and lazy on weekdays, and he was the last person to read books. He always taught things wherever he thought of.

For me, he deliberately found these ancient scrolls that are most suitable for spiritual practice during the Qi refining period.

It's for me.

Yue Han looked at the shimmering profile of the person in front of him.

For more than ten years, Yue Chenzhou's appearance has not changed in the slightest. Time seems to have stagnated on him, coiled into a thick fog that cannot be dispelled, covering him so that he cannot be seen clearly or touched.

"Brother, can I sleep with you today?"

The veins on Yue Chenzhou's forehead twitched suddenly.

"What... what did you say? I'll give you another chance, think about how old you are, and let's talk after thinking about it."

Yue Han's calm eyes seemed to be stained with loneliness: "I'm afraid of the dark."

Yue Chenzhou: ...