See Jiangshan

After the mid-autumn rain, the air is cool and thick white mist surges in the mountains.

The pavilion stands on a secluded cliff in the west of Yanshan Mountain, hence the name Xiting.There is no sound of people around, only the breeze is blowing, and the pines are bursting.

Lin Duzhi said little, and Cheng Zhuliu was not in front of Cheng Qianren, so he didn't talk much.

These two boxes of Yunzi were sent by Qiu Bei. They are round and clear, with a polished luster, and there is a coolness in the fingertips.Black and white pieces fall on the chessboard, and the timbres are very slightly different.

They play slowly, purely to kill time, there is no killing opportunity in the game, but it is very interesting.

The sky was getting dark, the lights were near dusk, the two sides were evenly matched, Lin Duzhi stood up and said goodbye.There is no other reason, Gu Xuejiang will definitely find him when she sees that he does not return at night.

The end game remained, without a point, and the two saluted each other, which was regarded as farewell, and agreed to play the second half of the game tomorrow.

If you can't finish playing chess today, you can play tomorrow.If tomorrow is not free, the day after tomorrow is also fine, and the endgame will not be rushed.

Zhuliu likes this kind of rhythm, he always thinks about a lot of things, and it is rare for him to be quiet, slow, and worry-free.

Gu Xuejiang didn't want to spread the word, but Lin Duzhi was an honest person, remembering his friend's entrustment during the day, he said softly: "Qian Ren said he missed you."

Zhuliu was in a good mood: "If you see him, please tell him, I am the same."

It's obviously all irrelevant nonsense, but you can't wait two or three days, so it's absurd to ask others to pass it on.

Lin Duzhi nodded seriously: "I made a note."

Farewell to the Buddha, he sat alone in the West Pavilion.Faint sparks lit up on the mountainside, which were the lights of Jiange Taoist temples and palaces, and the sound of bells was heard after a while.

He lived here for less than half a month, and he knew that it was the clock chiming for the evening class in the lecture hall, and the empty valley echoed endlessly, startling birds.

The Yuxu Temple in the 'Land of Lottery' is still the same, isolated on the top of the sea of ​​clouds, deserted.

However, the years passed by in a flash, and now he has no doubts to solve.Thousands of tribulations finally come to fruition.

The way of heaven is the most fair.He dared to borrow life from heaven and earth, so he had to repay it with his own life.If someone with a lower realm used such a large-scale technique, he would have died long ago.

This matter made Cheng Qianren faintly worried, lest he would lose his realm and longevity, but he was afraid that the sage's words would come true, so he never said it clearly.

After Zhuliu noticed it, he said calmly: "I did suffer a secret injury, but there is no shortage of time to recuperate. If you are willing to stay with me in the small world..."

Cheng Qianren naturally agreed.

Zhu Liu has a good grasp of Cheng Qianren's temperament, even if the latter's personality changes slightly due to his age and experience, he can't change much.For those close to him, he has a strong sense of responsibility and a strong desire to protect. Even if his bottom line is touched, as long as he shows weakness, he can soften his heart and make another three points.

Cheng Qianren himself may think that this is iron-bone tenderness, but Zhuliu thinks it is too much.

Too seductive.I want to see how soft he can be if he puts down his stern sword and majestic aura.

However, Cheng Qianren has only one bottom line and never gives in. He believes that the combination of being too paranoid and too indifferent is the real chasing.The younger brother's treatment is the most important thing. Before he is cured, he can't put someone to sleep without a name.Get along with each other on weekdays, although they are close, they do not exceed the rules.

This wait lasted for three years, Zhu Liu could hold his breath, Cheng Qianren couldn't get out of his palm anyway.It's like waiting for a jar of fine wine to brew slowly, and a dead tree to bloom and open up.The waiting process is also very interesting.

Cheng Qianren also counted the days and waited for the Autumn Flower Festival on the third day of October.

In the Jiange marriage ceremony, there were no sayings such as welcoming relatives and drinking wedding wine, guests making trouble in the bridal chamber, etc., which was very solemn and solemn.The disciples played Taoist music, the Taoist couple worshiped the ancestral hall and read the oath, and the guests watched the ceremony silently.Get up in the morning after the ceremony on the second day, and then accept the blessings from the disciples and guests.

Gu Xuejiang asked Cheng Qianren last night why he chose the old-fashioned Jiange instead of the imperial capital.

Cheng Qianren calmly replied that the procedure of the ceremony in the palace is cumbersome and the rules are too demanding.

This is true, but not entirely candid.

The Jiange is high and far away, and there are not many guests with enough status to go up to the mountain to watch the ceremony.

Cheng Qianren secretly thought that if Zhuliu didn't like him one day and wanted to marry a wife and have children, it would be convenient for him to change his appearance and start a new life.

All in all, leave a way out for chasing the flow.In short, I am afraid that I will regret it.

This idea was really unreasonable and ridiculous, and it was discovered by the younger brother not long after, which made him suffer a lot in bed.

But right now he is still the confident and optimistic Cheng Qianren who knows nothing about the heights of the sky and the earth.Holding the mountain master's calm demeanor, he asked the disciples waiting outside the hall to rest, and walked around the screen and through the veil by himself to the depths of the bedroom.

The red candles flickered, and the gauze curtains fluttered, shattering the dark red light and shadow in a room, which seemed romantic.

Zhu Liu sat quietly under the candlelight, raised his eyes and called him: "Brother."

What a beautiful dream.

Cheng Qianren's throat tightened and his breathing became short of breath: "Don't call me that tonight..."

The usually intimate address suddenly made people feel at a loss.Cheng Qianren thought to himself, if you call me brother, how can I do anything.

I can't wait to go out and get drunk with my friends, now I can be unscrupulous and do whatever I want.

He poured himself a cup of tea and wanted to say something to ease the tension.

The two met each other from time to time, but under the attention of everyone, they went through the ceremony process in a regular manner without saying a word.

"In the past two days, I met Gu Xuejiang and talked about something about the snowy region. He wanted to take away a batch of Jiange pheasants and use my cloud boat to transport them to the snowy region to raise them. Nourished by spiritual energy, they are no longer ordinary chickens. Danshan Mountain is covered with ice and snow in winter, which is no warmer than the snowy area. They still run around all over the mountain, which shows that they are resistant to cold and frost, and have tenacious vitality. This can be regarded as his role as a demon king for the future development of the two races. The first thing to do..."

It will take at least 300 years for language, culture and economy to communicate.It's a long way to go, and being a good demon king is not something you can do easily by lying under the glazed roof of the black tower, sleeping and watching the stars, smoking and playing with deer.

Cheng Qianren wanted to continue talking, but Zhuliu said, "Qianjin Chunxiao, do you really want to talk about this?"

He didn't call brother this time, just smiled lowly.

Cheng Qianren suddenly felt annoyed: "Sorry."

What the hell am I talking about.

He looked at his younger brother's eyebrows and eyes illuminated by the red candle, and took a deep breath: "Don't be afraid, I have read a lot of books, I won't hurt you, and practitioners are flexible..."

Zhuliu: "Yes."

Cheng Qianren took two steps forward, not knowing whether to take off the opponent's hairpin or untie the belt first, but fortunately Zhuliu raised his arms on his own initiative.

His rock-steady hands holding the sword were not dexterous at this moment, trembling slightly.The loose buckle was twisted into a dead knot, the two breathed intertwined, Zhu Liu looked down, his eyes were focused, and he didn't mean to help at all.

Cheng Qianren felt ashamed, and exerted strength with his hands, only to hear a piercing sound, and the two layers of dress were forcibly torn apart, revealing the soft white underclothes.

Zhu Liu smiled and said, "Are you in a hurry?"

Cheng Qianren hastily apologized.

He seemed to be giving each other a bad wedding night experience, and he really didn't want that.

He is not like Gu Xuejiang or Xu Ran, who can speak sweet words as soon as he opens his mouth, and he is almost talented when it comes to love.

The so-called "I haven't seen you for a day, but I think about it like crazy" is just trying to be brave. Facing the loud talk of my friends, I feel a little embarrassed when I really face my younger brother.

Thinking about it this way, Zhuliu felt wronged to be with him.

While Cheng Qianren apologized, he helped someone gather up the broken skirt.

Zhuliu got up suddenly, and he threw the gown on the ground.Cheng Qianren seemed to be frightened, his eyes were straightened, his palms were sweaty, thinking, the first night was so exciting.

Zhu Liu asked, "Does brother trust me?"

"of course."

"Then leave it to me."

Cheng Qianren held his hand as if he had been pardoned, and said sincerely and ashamedly, "Thank you for your hard work."

Zhu Liu smiled, pushed him on the bed, and lowered the curtain.