My Taoist companion just wants to welcome and refuse

The lively atmosphere of the Thousand Lantern Festival fills the streets and alleys of Yunxia Town.

The streets full of people are filled with laughter and cries, and the soft whispers among the shadows of the trees are like a leaking breeze.

Behind the willows on the river bank a little far from the street, a moon-white figure stopped quietly.

That person did not know when he appeared, his plain and elegant robe was half-hidden in the moonlight and lights, it was inconspicuous, but it was like the most amazing stroke in an ink painting scroll.Dye the stars, dye the moonlight, not like a guest on earth.

The old lamp seller not far from the river bank also admired the fairy's appearance, took a lamp, and staggered closer to send it.

In the dim light, the vague silhouette of the man looking back attracted the sideways of passers-by without daring to disturb him.

A female cultivator was gently pushed forward by her female companion, she smiled and struggled lightly: "Okay, okay, don't push me, I'll just go there."

The female cultivator's heart was like a deer, watching the figure not far away put the lotus lantern into the river, every move was like a bright moon and a breeze, pulling her mind, making her cheeks blush again.She puffed her cheeks and walked over with a lotus lantern in her hand.

She recognized the other party's moon-white robe as Cangcheng clothing, and perhaps came to Yunxia Town to watch the lanterns like them.

Putting the lotus lantern into the water, she squatted on the bank and said softly, "Do fellow Taoists know the interesting tradition of the Thousand Lantern Festival?"

Hearing this, the man paused, looked sideways, almost made her forget what she had finished, cleared her throat quickly and continued, "If two lotus lanterns collide in the river, it means that the two who put up the lanterns are destined. "

She didn't dare to look up again, but just stared at the two lotus lanterns.The water flowed downstream here, and she calculated that the two lamps would float together without external force.

She waited happily, silently expecting the man's reaction.

The river pulses and sparks sparkle.

However, at the next moment, there was a slight gust of wind, with a trace of sword energy in it, passing by like a ray of snow wind on a moonlit night, just knocking the two lotus lanterns apart.

The nun froze for a moment, before she had time to react, she heard the people around her suddenly speak, and the voice was as clear and sweet as the moonlight on the lake.

"The person I was waiting for has arrived."

Qing Yan didn't look at the back of the nun who pretended to be calm and left, but raised her eyes to look across the river bank.

A figure in a black cloak stood alone on the shore not far away, with his hand on the hilt behind his back—it seemed that he was recovering the crime tool.

The two looked at each other across the river full of brilliance like falling stars, and the man blinked at him innocently in the dim light.

Xia Qi watched Zhiqu, his Taoist lover's admirer, leave with satisfaction, and came to Qingyan's side in a flash.

He put down his own lotus lantern, and with a snap of his fingers, the lotus lantern quickly caught up with the Qingyan lantern, with just the right force, they bumped into each other intimately, and slowly drifted away together.

Xia Qi was very proud, and sighed with his hands behind his back: "The twisted melon is really sweet."

Qingyan: "..."

Thousands of lights all over the river are so bright that they compare to the stars all over the sky.

Xia Qi told Qingyan about Yunxia Town, thinking that tonight is really a good day.Lin Ming's matter has been resolved, and he still meets the person he likes unexpectedly at the romantic lantern festival. He can't help being relaxed and happy.

"This situation reminds me of the time when I met you."

Qing Yan didn't seem to be in a hurry to go, she looked sideways at him, waiting for him to speak.

Xia Qi was a little surprised that Qing Yan wanted to hear it?I usually don't take the initiative to express interest in mentioning it.

He attributed the reason to the great atmosphere, smiled silently, and turned his gaze back to the river of stars.

"I've lived in Cangcheng for nearly half a year, and I like to wander around when I'm free. One day, I strayed into the territory of a spirit beast. Hey, that little guy is so fierce. He chased me for a long time and still couldn't get away..."

At that time, he stayed at Youxin Peak where the disciples lived. Youxin Peak is the most human-like place in Cangcheng, with abundant vegetation and spiritual beasts resting and multiplying.

The grinning little fur ball chased him all over the mountain and ran wildly, hiding here and there to a strange place. Just as the little thing was about to bite him, who was exhausted, a hand suddenly stretched out from the void and grabbed his back collar. Let him change space.

It was his first time among the mustard seeds at the Qing banquet, and he saw a man with a cold and handsome face dressed in moon white robes like an exile, and when he looked closely, he was... cooking.

He was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a moment, partly because of the overly conspicuous feast, and partly because... the dish was delicious.

His stomach growled untimely, and the two looked at each other for a few breaths in a delicate and silent atmosphere. The Qingyan divided him half of the food that was supposed to be fed to the spirit beast.

He gratefully took a sip and was amazed.

The next day, he brought a basket of fruits and vegetables grown by himself to thank him—others practiced with the aura of Cang Li Qingsheng, and only he, a mortal, has the intention to cultivate better fruits and vegetables...

Qing Yan accepted the gift, and made a few more dishes with his ingredients... The two of them exchanged gifts and courtesies for a long time, and gradually became acquainted.

The Qing banquet has already been filled with grains, and it seems that hiding in the mustard seeds to study the dishes is purely idle, and besides feeding the spirit beasts, he will feed him all the delicacies.

He always feels that Qing Yan is not like someone who is close to mundane things like cooking, but it is a little more inexplicably fascinating and kind when it is stained with fireworks...

He often practiced swords according to the sword manual in the mustard seed, but he couldn't practice and couldn't comprehend too much. He couldn't help joking with Qing Yan that he lived as a knight in a world full of monks.

Occasionally, Qing Yan would give him some pointers, short but to the point, which enlightened him a bit.

He silently sighed in his heart, Cang Li is worthy of being a great sect, even the cooks are crouching tigers, hidden dragons.

Later Xia Qi was keen on exploring in Mustard Seed, planting trees to raise fish, climbing trees and digging out birds, having a great time.Qing Yan stayed in the mustard for longer and longer.

When Xia Qi talked about this, the smile on his lips was infinitely gentle: "Hey, I've always been curious, why were you so idle back then? It's not because I mistakenly thought you were idle."

Qing Yan was silent for a moment, as if recalling: "At that time, the Tianhai Banquet was still several months away, and I didn't leave Cangcheng. I concentrated on preparing for it, and occasionally stayed in the mustard seed to hide for leisure."

Xia Qi was stuck in the memories, he didn't notice anything dullly, he just thought back along Qing Yan's words.

After getting acquainted with each other, Qing Yan didn't put away the mustard seeds, but put them in a hidden valley, letting him go back when he was tired of playing.Qing banquets seldom stay until after noon.

These memories are precious and timeless in his heart, he continued to describe with a smile——

"At that time, I didn't know that you were Cang Li's chief disciple. I just thought you were an idle cook. Once, I learned that there was a lantern festival in the small town at the foot of the mountain, so I asked you to go there... just like now, on the bank of the river, We put lotus lanterns together, and I made a wish..."

The lights of the river were reflected in Qing Yan's eyes, and his mood was more comfortable and relaxed than ever before.

Hearing this quietly, the sea of ​​consciousness trembled suddenly, and he had a faint premonition, and a memory slowly emerged——

At that time, Xia Qi and Xia Qi were standing on the bank of the river, Xia Qi was afraid that others would see him, and secretly hid in the shade of a tree to write, and he didn't know how many of them he could write correctly in the dark.

He dawdled for a while to finish writing, and then happily put the lotus lantern into the river.

Qing Yan didn't make any wishes, and put them down together. The two lotus lanterns came together halfway, and he couldn't help but glanced at them.

So with excellent eyesight... I saw Xia Qi's small characters like dogs crawling, which were even more difficult to read than the ancient runes in Cang Li's ancient books.

"Auntie and Bo Lan lived a healthy and smooth life."

He was a little stunned.

Ordinary people have low abilities, and the opportunity to pray to the gods is rare. This person who has been struggling for more than 20 years actually prayed to the gods to favor another person.

These two people who carried his wish... probably also his most precious thing.

After the memories were over, Qing Yan lowered her eyes and remained silent for a moment, then looked sideways at Xia Qi.

"I saw the wish you made at that time."

"What, how did you see it?" Xia Qi looked at him in shock, could he have some privacy? He was so embarrassed that the roots of his ears turned red, and then he finally realized what this meant. He suddenly opened his eyes wide and took a light breath. For fear of waking up from a dream, "You...you remember?"

Qing Yan's eyes were stained with a faint light, like stars falling on a calm lake, she stared at him quietly for a few breaths, sighed almost imperceptibly, and nodded slightly.

After being taken aback for a while, a surge of joy came, and Xia Qi was unreally at a loss.

He stared blankly at Qing Yan, and after a while, he suddenly bent his eyes and smiled extremely happily.

In Xia Qi's heart, there is karma in this world.In the previous life, he was ruthless to Qing Yan in every possible way and hurt his heart everywhere. In this life, he will pay back slowly.

He has prepared for the worst, if Qing Yan can't remember it anymore, he will rely on Qing Yan to greedily go another way, and then say goodbye gracefully.

Holding these shining memories in the bottom of my heart, I spent the rest of my life entangled with the poison in my meridians.

But I didn't expect Qingyan not to belong to those causes and effects.

The existence of Qingyan is a surprise beyond all karma and reincarnation, and it is the light that always actively responds to him.

Seeing Qing Yan just staring at him, Xia Qi didn't seem to know what to say, and was somewhat at a loss.

The rush of joy in his chest calmed down slightly, and there was a bit of tender soreness.

He knows that Qing Yan is affectionate and slow to warm up, and he doesn't have all the memories, he only knows that he has a preference for another person, or love... It is extremely strange and unacceptable to Qing Yan.

But at last there was a beginning.

The two of them were speechless for a while, only the soft willow branches and blue silk were left by the breeze.

Qing Yan raised her hand in a strange way, and straightened Xia Qi's messy light yellow hairband.This movement seemed to be subconscious, and he himself did not expect it. When he withdrew his hand, his eyes shone with brilliance.

Xia Qi seemed to have been choked up, the tips of his ears felt slightly hot after being brushed by his sleeves, and he coughed hurriedly.

He tried his best to shake off his shyness, and put on a frivolous attitude as if hiding his composure: "Then what, anyway, when I think about it, there will be more intimacy in the future, why don't we borrow some of the intimacy in the future to do something to celebrate this moment? "

After a feast, he raised his eyebrows lightly: "I remember you used to be polite, why are you so bold now?"

Xia Qi is funny, what rules and etiquette, he put it too tactfully, doesn't it mean that he used to be shy.

However, it seems that Qing Yan...does not object to having these memories...

The joy in his heart gradually fermented, and he couldn't help but began to think about the days when he and Qing Yan would get tired of being together in the future, and he couldn't keep his mouth shut anymore: "I have to get my Taoist companion back, he is not willing to take the initiative, how can I return it if I don't take the initiative?" There will be stories..."

The more he said, the more outrageous it became, and there were signs of joy.

Qing Yan heard half of it, and suddenly moved, the two were standing very close, Qing Yan grabbed Xia Qi and almost hugged her into her arms——

Xia Qi was startled by this sudden initiative, and the comfortable and familiar woody fragrance lingered in his nose, and he couldn't help blurting out: "We're right here?!"

But seeing that Qing Yan didn't respond to his nonsense, she led him to turn around and change positions, and landed on the treetop on the opposite bank, with a slightly gloomy expression.

The extremely fast sword light flashed past, Zai Chuan returned to the sheath sadly, and there was a crashing sound behind him.

He realized something, restrained his teasing, looked back, and saw an ordinary citizen standing on the opposite bank holding a machete, looking at them numbly, in front of him was the bridge cut off by Zaichuan.

Xia Qi frowned: "Is this controlled by the heart demon illusion?"

Qing Yan thoughtfully, shook his head: "There is no magic energy, but we are all trapped in an illusion."

Xia Qi's pupils shrank.

He looked at the still bustling street not far away, and felt a chill crawling up from the soles of his feet: "When and how did you see it, it's no different..."

Qing Yan stretched out his hand towards a certain place on the street, locked on the weak point, and said solemnly: "The man holding the child passed by here for the fourth time. The same angle, the same expression."

Xia Qi immediately went to pick out the candy that Lin Ming gave him, but he didn't find any trace, only three copper coins.

His heart sank slowly, and he murmured: "We were in an illusion from the very beginning, whose mind is in an illusion, how could we meet together?"

Qing Yan shook his head: "It's not someone's fantasy, the whole town is just a fantasy, I'm afraid all the people in this town have died."