Demon respects life, Master, don’t cry, disciple is wrong

It was dusk when he woke up again, and the room was warm. Han Ziyu turned over, and his arm hit the person next to him in the abdomen. Only then did Han Ziyu see the plane Dai lying next to him. The man with the iron mask, this familiar masculinity mixed with a hint of soapy scent, you don't need to think about it to know who it is.

Han Ziyu didn't dare to breathe, and she didn't even dare to look at him. Just when he secretly pulled on his robe and was about to put it on, a dull voice sounded in his ears.

"Master, are you awake?"

Bei Yi leaned sideways and held his head, staring at Han Ziyu intently, which made Han Ziyu stunned.

"Master, long time no see. How are you doing?"

Han Ziyu looked back at Bei Yi's affectionate gaze. There was possessiveness and teasing in his eyes. Han Ziyu wanted to avoid his gaze, but felt that avoiding his gaze was too deliberate, so she said coldly. Words: "Yeah."

Just looking at each other, he saw that there seemed to be a few more white hairs on Bei Yi's head, and he had lost a lot of weight. The unruly and unruly look of his youth was now gone, and he was no longer the same person as before. An impulsive young man who yelled and killed, now he exudes mature charm.

Bei Yi moved closer to Han Ziyu and put on his robe himself: "Master, you have slept for two hours, does your head still hurt?"

Han Ziyu tilted his head. He felt that his ears were very hot, as if they had been boiled in boiling water. His fingers were still numb, and his whole heart was pounding.

"Okay, much better."

"Then let's go get something to eat. After dinner, I'll take you for a walk around. It's a bit far from the top of Wangya. Master probably hasn't been here before."

"Ah."

After not seeing each other for many years, Han Ziyu felt a little embarrassed. The young man in front of him was no longer seventeen or eighteen years old. He was already twenty-seven years old this year, and his life had been stagnant for seven years. If he counted carefully, he was now also But Da Bei Yi is over one year old.

He didn't know what Bei Yi had experienced in the past few years. He looked less aggressive and more stable. He suddenly wanted to see if the face under the mask had changed.

Bei Yi put on his clothes, and the two of them left the inn and went to play in the nearby streets.

"This is the way to Tongwu Town. Does Master still have any impression?"

"Ah."

The two came to a restaurant, and the waiter immediately came to greet the guests: "Two guests, the sign of this restaurant is"

Bei Yi interrupted: "Cook some spicy dishes and two bowls of fried noodles."

"Ah, your guest is from Paris?" the shopkeeper said.

Han Ziyu felt that this scene was very familiar, and suddenly remembered that he had had a meal here during the Hong Ling incident many years ago.

The shopkeeper also seemed to recognize Han Ziyu, who was not wearing a hat. After all, a person with stunning appearance can always leave a deep impression on others: "This guest looks very familiar. He was in the shop more than ten years ago. You brought him... I had a meal with a young disciple and ordered two bowls of fried noodles."

Han Ziyu did not deny it.

Bei Yi: "The store owner has a really good memory. I am that young disciple."

The store owner looked at Bei Yi. This man looked like a king, and he was no ordinary person at first glance: "We haven't seen him for more than ten years, and the young master is already among the best."

"You're not bad either. Now you've become the shopkeeper."

"Hey, we just bought this store in the past two years."

Bei Yi smiled.

"Wait a moment, everyone, the food will be ready in a moment."

After the food was served, Bei Yi took a piece of spicy chicken for Han Ziyu.

Han Ziyu felt a little uncomfortable. Now he could no longer treat the person in front of him as a young disciple before, and he didn't know how to get along with him now.

Bei Yi eats very well. He has changed his taste over the years and doesn't like anything spicy.

After eating, the two of them walked in the direction of Tongwuzhen.

Night slowly fell, the cold wind blew their hair, their hair touched, the moonlight was bright, and their figures overlapped and separated.

Han Ziyu lowered his head and looked at each other's shadows. After a moment, the hands of the two shadows came together. Han Ziyu immediately walked to the side. Unexpectedly, this movement was reflected by the moonlight. Although the hands of the shadows were separated. , but the corners of their mouths touched each other.

Han Ziyu was panicked. He raised his head suddenly and his lips brushed against Bei Yi's.

Han Ziyu was very confused. He didn't know what was wrong with him. He felt itchy in his heart, like a pony galloping around in his heart.

Bei Yi lowered his eyes and smiled.

After arriving in Tongwu Town, Han Ziyu was stunned by the scene in front of him. This desolate area in the past was now bustling with activity, and the bustling city at night was dazzling.

Beiyi bought some small items along the way.

Someone was juggling nearby. Seeing that Master was fascinated, Beiyi sneaked into the acrobatic troupe, put on the costumes of the acrobatic troupe, and performed with others on his chest, crushing rocks, and breathing fire.

After the performance, Bei Yi took off his acrobatic troupe clothes and walked towards Han Ziyu.

Han Ziyu looked at him, and the light and shadow fell on him. The noise in the world seemed to have stopped suddenly. The figure seemed to be walking on clouds. The light and shadow retreated, and the man came to the front.

"Master, let's go."

"Where?"

"Find an inn to stay for one night."

"Ah."

Pushing open the door of the inn, an old friend came slowly: "Han Xianzun."

Han Ziyu looked at the man in front of her: "Wang Yu?"

"I didn't expect that the Immortal Lord would come to Tongwu Town and come to stay at the hotel today?"

"Yeah." Han Ziyu said.

Soon a little girl came jumping up and down: "Daddy, daddy, please see the effect of this medicine. Did I write it correctly?"

Han Ziyu looked at the little girl with relief. The little girl was wearing a jade bracelet on her hand.

Wang Yu: "Yiling, come quickly, this is your Uncle Bei, and this is Uncle Han."

When the little girl saw the two uncles, she immediately stepped forward and took Bei Yi's arm: "Hello, Uncle Han, hello, Uncle Bei, Uncle Bei, you may have lost your vitality early and have been overthinking. Eat more black beans." Black sesame seeds make you feel happy on weekdays and gray hair will not reappear."

Wang Yu patted his daughter's head and then said, "Mr. Bei, don't mind, my little girl is naughty."

Bei Yi knelt down and said, "You don't mind. Come on, uncle, I'll ask you, have you finished your homework?"

"No, no."

Bei Yi scratched her nose and gave her the candy he just bought at the market: "My medical skills are amazing for such a young age."

Yi Ling smiled and said, "My father taught me well."

Wang Yu: "Okay Yi Ling, go back to your room and do your homework."

"Oh."

Wang Yu smiled helplessly: "We haven't seen each other for so many years, but I didn't expect to see you two again."

Han Ziyu saw that the restaurant was well run and had a lot of customers. Especially when he saw the lively children, something in his heart was touched.

Bei Yi: "I heard that Tongwu Town has developed well in recent years, so Master and I wanted to come here and have a look."

Wang Yu: "Indeed, after the fall of the Ouyang family, Tongwuzhen returned to peace. Many outsiders moved here. Slowly, Tongwuzhen became lively."

The master and apprentice stayed in the restaurant, and Wang Yu specially brought a table of delicious food.

The two simply ate some.

"Master, are you sleepy?"

"You're not sleepy, what's wrong?"