Beauty crowns the world [Rebirth]

Chapter 4 Wanshan is popular ([-])

"Lu Yunshen?" Jiang Qihe's tune suddenly rose, with a tremor that he hadn't even noticed at the end of the tune.He quickly got out along Lu Yunshen's collar, turned around and squatted in front of this man, checking his expression.

Lu Yunshen's forehead was covered with a thin layer of thin sweat, his face was lifeless, and the corners of his lips were tightly pressed, like an ice sculpture lying on its side.

The wound on his back was shocking, there was hardly a piece of good skin to be seen, and it was bloody turned over, and some were stuck together with the fabric. You can imagine how painful it would be when it was dealt with later.

Jiang Qihe felt a strong sense of guilt, and the hand that was stretched out to touch Lu Yunshen's cheek was retracted in vain.

He changed his posture and sat on the ground beside the white-haired boy, his eyes slowly lowered, and he said softly, "Are you stupid?"

"People who have only known each other for a few days are so desperate to protect them."

Jiang Qihe injected a bit of vitality into Lu Yunshen's body while talking, but he didn't expect to swim a short distance in this person's meridians, and the person's eyelashes trembled.

"Villa Master Lu?" Jiang Qihe's expression froze, and then he narrowed his eyes with a puzzled tone.

The trembling of the tip of the eyelashes stopped instantly.

"Lu Yunshen?" His tone was strange and aggravated.

The trace of energy injected into Lu Yunshen's body was no longer just a simple search, but began to touch here and there, causing the lying finger to shrink unconsciously.

Jiang Qihe: "..."

Does the act of pretending to be dizzy have to be so clumsy?

"Are you lying to me? He's seven or eight hundred years old, what's his face?" Jiang Qihe snorted coldly, got up and walked upstairs quickly.

The person lying on the ground opened his eyes and turned over, hurriedly chased after him, and defended in a low voice, "No..."

"What isn't it?" Jiang Qihe didn't turn his head back, his tone unhappy.

"It's not that I've known you for a few days." The white-haired boy stood in front of the bottom step, his eyes lowered, and his voice was soft, as if a feather was scratching by his ears.

We met many years ago, why did you forget me?The white-haired boy said in his heart.

Jiang Qihe didn't stop walking, he walked up the stairs step by step, leaving Lu Yunshen at the bottom.

He sat on a chair on the second floor of the tower, tilting his head to look at the polished square table.

In the early morning, someone came into the tower to clean it, but they didn't go to the topmost attic.

There are only four hanging paintings, one table, and two futons in the attic. If these things are important, then they should be maintained diligently; if they are not important, why not let the servants come up to clean them?

Jiang Qihe pondered with his chin, and after a while, he caught a glimpse of the white-haired young man carrying the three big jars of wine, and walked up to him.

"You should go to Fang Yunzhi now and ask her to ask someone to put medicine on your back."

"Only three altars of Qingyin Snowflake Noodles were found in the entire Jiangyang City."

The two spoke at the same time.

Jiang Qihe couldn't help frowning, "You searched the whole city looking for this?"

"You say you like it."

"That's why the clothes are crumpled?"

"..." Lu Yunshen lowered his head and glanced at his sleeve, then turned his head to look at his back. When he raised his head, his eyes were full of water, and he stared at Jiang Qihe's position for a moment, "I'm sorry, I gave you The clothes I bought are ruined."

Jiang Qihe didn't even know how to say good things about him.

What is going on in this poor kid's mind all day long, does he have to focus on him?

He suppressed the breath he raised, then got up, and said to Lu Yunshen in a fierce tone: "Now you should care about your injury, go, go and ask the doctor."

Lu Yunshen noticed that he was moving, tightened the sliding wine jar, and followed him with a stride, but Jiang Qihe suddenly turned around, "You still carry this wine?"

"But..." Lu Yunshen's lips moved, but then a gust of wind rushed towards his face, blocking his words back.

Jiang Qihe said in a deep voice, "Put it down!"

"Oh." Lu Yunshen did as he said, and carefully placed the three altars of Qingyin Snowflake Noodles at the base of the wall, then walked to Jiang Qihe's side, looked up at him, "Don't be angry."

Get mad.

When you are angry, you can take care of your body immediately, right?

Jiang Qihe rolled his eyes as he walked, and quickened his steps. When he stepped on the stairs, he simply floated out of the railing and fell straight down.

Lu Yunshen imitated his actions, but when his feet touched the ground, his vision suddenly swayed, and a fishy sweetness welled up in his throat.

He forcibly forced the blood back, and his steps were messed up.

Jiang Qihe turned his head and saw him clutching his chest and leaning against the railing, thinking that this man was acting like a demon again, just as he was about to utter a mocking word, he saw the latter lift his white face, sweat rolled from his eyelashes, as if Crystal teardrops.

"Ahe..."

The white-haired boy's eyes trembled, and just as he opened his mouth, another stream of blood gushed out of his throat, overflowing from the corners of his lips, so red that it turned black.

"Don't move yet, sit down and adjust your breath, I'll call someone for you." Jiang Qihe rushed to Lu Yunshen's side in two or three steps, put his hand on the man's wrist, and sent a large amount of energy to help him calm down his disordered internal breath .

Jiang Qihe's Yuanli was very gentle, just like his famous name, Lu Yunshen felt that he was about to get drunk in it, it was easier to indulge in it than any fine wine.

But he took a deep breath not to let his eyelids close, and after sitting cross-legged with difficulty, he turned his head and said in a low voice, "I can do it myself, you don't need to work hard... Also, it's almost noon, you Don't go out..."

"I know better than you what my situation is." Jiang Qihe said indifferently, Yuanli was being sent over in a steady stream, but the other party resisted and rejected it arbitrarily.

"Be good, Xiaobai." Jiang Qihe's tone sounded like coaxing a child, but as Lu Yunshen recovered, he didn't like this anymore.

Just when Jiang Qihe was about to forcibly break through the checkpoint set by this person, the green feather bird slammed into the door, followed by Fang Yunzhi, Chen Yi and others.

"I'm going! Lao Lu is so seriously injured?" Ah Lu froze in the air for a moment, then turned around and rushed towards Fang Yunzhi, "Miss Fang, do you have any medical practitioners in the City Lord's Mansion!"

Fang Yunzhi was also a little stunned: "Yes, but the cultivation base is not advanced..."

"Call first." Jiang Qihe opened his mouth, and suddenly withdrew his hand on Lu Yun's Shenmai Gate. Then, when the man's expression relaxed, he slapped him on the top of his head, and forcibly lost his Yuanli to him.

Lu Yunshen was caught off guard, but the Kurong sword hanging in his chest let out a joyful beep, absorbing Jiang Qihe's vitality into the sword.

"Damn it." Jiang Qihe suddenly cursed, "Did that bastard Shen Wang escape?"

"Lao Lu went to rescue you before, but I was afraid that you gods would fight and hurt innocent people, so I hid." Ah Lu stepped on Chen Yi's shoulder and looked towards Jiang Qihe and Lu Yunshen, "I didn't see him on the road when I came back, about escaped."

At the end of the conversation, it asked worriedly, "What happened to Shen Wang?"

Jiang Qihe didn't say a word, his expression darkened.

After his Yuanli rushed into Lu Yunshen's body, the latter knew that he couldn't hold back him, so he took off all his defenses, so Jiang Qihe found a crack on the Kurong sword very easily.

Stretching down from three inches away from the hilt of the sword, it was so black that it was blinding.

Distressed and angry.

Damn, everyone said that this is the sword of life and cannot be used easily.

Jiang Qihe scolded again in his heart, this time the target was Lu Yunshen.

The white-haired boy's eyelashes trembled slightly, he raised his head and looked up, before Jiang Qihe snapped back: "Don't move!"

"I'm fine." He replied unconvinced.

Jiang Qihe stared: "I said you have something to do!"

Beside the door, Fang Yunzhi, who ordered the housekeeper to invite a doctor, noticed the stagnation in the atmosphere, raised the corners of her lips in embarrassment, and apologized, "I'm sorry, I didn't know that Master Shen was here..."

"I don't blame you." Jiang Qihe interrupted her, "That's my personal grudge with Shendu, Miss Fang doesn't have to blame herself. We destroyed your pagoda, and the repair fee..."

"You don't need Lord Chunfeng to worry about this matter. I promised that I will expel all those who ignore Lord Chunfeng from the city, and mistakenly put Shendu Shen into the mansion. I am responsible for this matter."

She said that she would show her attitude to Jiang Qihe's side, and she did what she said. After making some guesses about the relationship between Shen Du, Shendu and Jiang Qihe, she didn't even call him the honorary title of "Master Shen".

Jiang Qihe couldn't help smiling.

After a moment of silence, Fang Yunzhi spoke again: "The matter of Jiangyang City's luck..."

"When a friend comes over, I'll deal with it right away," Jiang Qihe said.

Fang Yunzhi shook her head lightly: "I don't mean to urge you. Dealing with the Tu family is important, but don't rush it. It won't be too late to take action after Master Lu heals his injuries."

Unexpectedly, Jiang Qihe snorted coldly, "Please Miss Fang find a rope for me, tie this guy up, and let us loosen it after we have settled the Tu family."

"Oh, it's best to use the top-rank Prison Immortal Net." He added another sentence.

Lu Yunshen struggled in dissatisfaction, and whispered to Jiang Qihe, "What friend? I'm recovering very quickly."

His eyebrows and nose were wrinkled, his lips were puckered, and he looked aggrieved. Fortunately, his back was facing the door, otherwise Chen Yi and the others would be so frightened that they couldn't close their jaws.

"Shut up, you don't have a place to talk." Jiang Qihe said indifferently.

The white-haired boy moved his fingers. If Jiang Qihe had a real body, he would probably pull his trousers.

"Ah He..." Lu Yun begged deeply.

"Am I familiar with you?" Jiang Qihe turned his face away, not looking at him.

Lu Yunshen nodded seriously: "Very familiar."

"..."

You can tell a joke.

The doctor at the city lord's mansion came very quickly, but his cultivation was only at the Qin state of mind, which was the second realm of immortal cultivation, and he was powerless to deal with the internal injuries caused by Shen Du.

He prepared some pills for Lu Yunshen to regulate his inner breath, and treated the wound on his back.The monks in the Phaseless Realm have a strong self-healing ability, combined with the wound medicine, within a stick of incense, the bloody back will return to its original state.

Jiang Qihe withdrew the force exerted on Lu Yunshen's body, floated up to the second floor and sat next to the wine jar, his eyes lowered and he fell asleep.

Lu Yunshen didn't dare to come up, he went with Fang Yunzhi to the guest room to change clothes, then quietly meditated on the stairs leading from the first floor to the second floor, facing Jiang Qihe, who could see him as soon as he raised his eyes.

Three or two hours passed, and the shadows outside the tower dragged on. Jiang Qihe woke up from his light sleep, and with a gust of wind, he pushed open the window that had been closed for a day.

The spring evening scenery came into view, and a blue line was pulled across the sky, advancing towards the gorgeous Yuxia.The floor is not high, and the view reaches the end on the heavy eaves and tiles. Immortals and animals are inhabited by the bucket arches, and the ferocious faces are raised, breathing out the haze.

Jiang Qihe looked at it for a moment, then retracted his gaze, and looked back at Lu Yunshen in the dim light.

The latter opened his eyes at the same moment, his eyes were cold at first, but when he looked up to the window, the frost had disappeared.

"Ahe." The white-haired boy stood up and walked to Jiang Qihe's side in three steps.

"Lord Lu, first of all we don't know each other that well." Jiang Qihe moved aside.

Lu Yunshen turned his head away, his white hair swept across the window lattice, reflecting waves like water.His voice was very soft, but his tone was serious, "But you call me Xiaobai."

"..."

It was he who made the mistake first.The corners of Jiang Qihe's eyes twitched, he looked away, and changed the subject, "Your natal sword..."

Before Jiang Qihe finished speaking, Lu Yunshen had already called out the snow-white epee, held it in both hands, and handed it to the person beside him, with an expectant expression on his face.

"I'll just take a look, I don't want your sword." Jiang Qihe said "tsk" flatly, and gave Lu Yunshen a head slap.He grasped the distance very well, neither far nor near, and the wind he brought just hit the white-haired boy's forehead.

As Jiang Qihe expected, the deep scars on the Kurong sword showed no signs of healing, and the scars were pitch black, as if the soil under the ice sheet had been dug out, embarrassing and glaring.

"Don't use it to fight again in the future." Jiang Qihe narrowed his eyes, and his voice was soft, "When I have money, I'll buy you a new one."

Lu Yunshen raised his eyebrows: "Then I'll give it to you."

He quickly added: "Anyway, you don't allow me to use it."

"You know that's not what I mean." Jiang Qihe said in a cool tone, "Put it away, then stand over there, and practice "Izumo Sword" by your Xuanjian Villa for me to see."

"Izumo sword?"

Jiang Qihe was surprised by Lu Yunshen's answer, he frowned indistinctly, and said, "You can talk like an ordinary person now, I thought you remembered at least some of it. Besides, when you confronted Shen Wang in the morning, you used All of them are moves from Izumo Sword."

"I can't remember anything..." Lu Yunshen lowered his head, "I only remember you."

"Me?" Jiang Qihe raised his eyelids, "Was it the Baiyutai storm meeting or a chance meeting in Xieye City later?"

"I don't know where it is." Lu Yunshen's eyes were a little dazed, "It should be a small town, and it's also spring."

Jiang Qihe rubbed his chin and said "uh", "But I only met you twice, did you remember or admit it wrong?"

Although it was a question, Jiang Qihe spoke with certainty.

In this way, one can figure out why Lu Yunshen treats him well, and why he does his best to protect him regardless.

But for some reason, Jiang Qihe felt empty in his heart.

He sighed softly, then laughed again, "What a fool."

"No!" Lu Yunshen shook his head fiercely, "I'm not a fool, that person is you!"

Lu Yun deeply remembered that person, with long black hair and light-colored eyes, with a small mole on the corner of his eye, and his smile was like a flower disturbing a spring night.

The man said his name was Jiang Qihe, which means the wild crane that lives by the river.

The man also said he was a limerick.

Once, looking at the distant river, he recited a sentence, "Wild cranes live on the banks of the river, and the clouds are deep on the flat land."

"The confrontation doesn't seem to be neat, but let's do it. It sounds okay to me, and it suits the scene in front of me." The young man chuckled in Lu Yunshen's ear. His speaking habits were the same as now, and he was not willing to use force. Come on, his voice is like a melodious and clear piano sound, coming slowly and moving.

"Do you like this sentence? Hey, it doesn't matter, you have to like it if you think it's bad." As a young man, he also likes to make up his own mind like this, but Lu Yunshen has always condoned it.

"I like it, I like it very much."

The long silver-white hair trembled slightly with the movement, Lu Yunshen's eyes widened, and the water almost overflowed, "It's you, it's you who forgot me!"

At the end of the speech, he used a roar, his voice was hoarse, deep and hoarse, and he threw the Ku Rong sword to Jiang Qihe's feet, turned around and ran to the other side of the second floor, and squatted down in the corner.

Lu Yunshen didn't find Fang Yunzhi's clothes embroidered with crane patterns, so he changed his body to white.He is dressed in white and has white hair. Looking from behind, he looks like a man made of snow.

He looks like a young man with a thin figure and even thinner shoulders. He shrugged in the dark corner, obviously crying.

Jiang Qihe glanced at the sky where there was only half a ray of light outside the window, raised his hand to attract a gust of wind and rolled up the Ku Rong sword, and walked slowly over.

"Don't cry." Jiang Qihe squatted down facing Lu Yun, with the Kurong sword placed between the two of them, and his master's suppressed crying, showing sadness and depression.

The second time Jiang Qihe saw Lu Yunshen crying was when Lu Yunshen thought he was dead.

This time it wasn't as loud as last time, but bit her lower lip tightly, trying to swallow all the sounds.

"Then tell me, okay? Do you remember that time, how did we meet?" Jiang Qihe's voice was softer than ever before, as if the person facing him was not the all-powerful owner of Xuanjian Villa, but a porcelain doll that would shatter when touched .

Lu Yunshen wiped his face with his sleeve, buried his head in his arms, "I want you to remember."

"Look, I've been dead for 500 years, and now I can be regarded as my newborn. Compared with other newborn babies who can't remember things and take care of themselves, I'm pretty good, at least I recognized you." Jiang Qihe shamelessly The words came out, "You should be considerate of a newborn me, and tell me things I don't know."

The white-haired boy snorted.

"Lord Lu."

"Lu Yunshen."

"noob."

Jiang Qihe changed his address three times, but Lu Yunshen still refused to raise his head.

He simply sat down, flicked the Kurong sword tassel with his fingertips one after another, wrapped the tassels around his fingers, and then circled them around.

Lu Yunshen suddenly stretched out his hand to press the hilt of the Kurong sword, and his eyes were glued to Jiang Qihe's fingers, which had shown a real image because of the proximity to the Kurong sword.

"You don't want my sword."

"I will not use you as a weapon."

"Now that there are scars on the sword, you must despise me even more."

Lu Yunshen's voice was low and fast, but while speaking, his fingers slowly moved up to touch Jiang Qihe.But Jiang Qihe didn't have a body, he passed through it with his fingers.

In the end, Lu Yunshen could only rest his finger on Jiansui's head, and deceived himself that both of them touched the same thing, so it could be counted as touching.

"How could I despise Master Lu? Master Lu is now my savior." Jiang Qihe rolled up a lock of tassels, and scratched Lu Yunshen's fingertips with the tip, and the latter retracted tremblingly. The bastard chased after him Behind, flick the tassel.

Lu Yunshen's face was reddish, and after taking a long breath, he pulled Jiansui neatly.

"Don't call me Master Lu, I don't want to be Master Lu." Lu Yunshen pursed his lips slightly.

"Okay, Lu Xiaobai." Jiang Qihe took out his fingers from the tassel, and changed from sitting cross-legged to bending one leg, "The page just now is over, let's get back to business. You can use this branch or find stick, show me the sword moves you used when you confronted Shen Du in the morning."

The white-haired boy stood up with an "oh", stretched out his hand to push the window, and folded a flower branch.

He stepped away from Jiang Qihe in two or three steps, without even looking at his Kurong sword.

Jiang Qihe raised his head and said "Hey", the young man over there had already started dancing his sword in the gloom of night.

Lu Yunshen followed his body's memory and used one move after another.

The Xuanjian Villa rises from the misty sea, the spring breeze is not old, and the sword moves are also indescribably gentle, but the Izumo Sword is used by Lu Yunshen, it is as cold as snow falling from the sky, and it is cold.

I really don't know how such a sword is practiced in Yanhuahai.

There are twelve moves in the Izumo Sword. With his eyes downcast, Lu Yun danced them out in succession with his instinct. His white hair and white clothes rose and fell, and the sword light was shining brightly, blooming and blooming into flowers suddenly.

The moon comes out of the clouds, the stars come out of the clouds, and finally, thousands of clouds come out of the clouds, blooming and falling all over the sky, beautiful and beautiful.

But the tail is very light, like a sigh.

Jiang Qihe asked Lu Yunshen to practice the Izumo Sword once to see his skill recover to a few percent. He did not expect to see such a scene. He subconsciously thought of the spring flower blooming on the seaside of Yanhua, and blurted out the name.

"Twilight sighing flowers?"

Lu Yunshen drew back his momentum, and when he opened his eyes, there was still a lingering sword light in his eyes. He took a breath, subdued all the coldness, turned his head, and asked in doubt: "Ahe?"

"Do you still remember that in Luoye City, I made you a wreath?" Jiang Qihe pursed his lips and finally chose to ask.

The white-haired boy said "ah" first, then looked down at his front, and said with a faltering voice, "I'm sorry, I lost it."

"Throw it away, I'm not asking you to ask for it." Jiang Qihe said, "The name of that kind of white flower is 'Mu Tan', which is obviously a very beautiful flower, but the name is very sad. The sword intent is very similar."

"That's not a flower that has existed since ancient times. I now suspect that it was born because of people."

Lu Yunshen stared at the corner where Jiang Qihe was for a while, then slowly walked over with the flower branch in his hand, "I don't know, but I think that flower...it looks like you."

The last few words were spoken after a while, and the voice was very soft, if you didn't listen carefully, you might not be able to hear it.

Jiang Qihe blinked, "Why do you feel like me?"

"Because...it's very sad." Lu Yunshen raised his head, and the light of the stars and the moon poured in from the other side of the window, shining into his eyes, like a quietly flowing river.

The river is silent, the night is silent, and the traces of sadness overflow the entire old ancient pagoda, which is sticky and hurts people.

"because……"

"It's always too late."

With a snap, the flower branch fell to the ground, and the man in white clothes hugged his head and squatted down abruptly.

Lu Yunshen must have thought of something, but Jiang Qihe couldn't move forward as if someone grabbed his ankle.

Lu Yunshen in his eyes did not cry, but despair was turned upside down in his eyes, powerlessness and bewilderment flickered alternately, and his expression was sad like a Buddha who saw the decline of life.