Envy

Meng Tou led Yan Zhaohan, unable to go out with the sword, so he walked around the city wall.He didn't know that the Western Wall of Eternal Night, hidden in the night, was so long that it seemed to never end.

They passed under a few sparse trees, and the dead leaves fell at Meng Tou's feet. He stepped on the wet dead leaves all over the ground.

Further forward is a forest.He thought that he could reach the gate of the city by walking through the forest, but he wandered around in the forest and couldn't get out no matter what.

At first Yan Zhaohan obeyed obediently without saying a word, but after walking on this road for a long time, he couldn't bear it.The clear tide that was previously relieved and then suppressed surged again.He leaned close to Meng Tou's ear and said, "Third brother, I'm so uncomfortable." He pressed his hot forehead against Meng Tou's neck and rubbed it.

Meng Tou was scorched, but he didn't dare to move, and said softly, "Be patient, we will return to the city soon."

Yan Zhaohan responded lightly, and stopped talking, but swallowed like a kitten when he was emotional.Meng Tou was very distressed, he had seen the book "Heavenly Harmony" written by Xiqiegong faction in the ancient books, and he also knew about the love tide, but he didn't know that it would be so difficult.

Meng Tou still walked out of the forest later, but he went astray, and arrived at Jingyang Mountain, which was still a little far away from the city gate.They found a family at the foot of the hillside, and went to live there.

It was an earthen bungalow.There was a light in the house.Meng Tou supported Yan Zhaohan and knocked on the door.The person who opened the door was a shy girl of seventeen or eighteen, who blushed when she saw them.

Meng Tou said: "Girl, we are going to Eternal Night City. It's getting dark, and my brother sprained his ankle and can't walk. Can we stay here for a night?"

The girl said in a soft voice: "I have to ask my grandma." She turned around, and the mother-in-law in the room was coming out on crutches, looking up at them and saying something.Probably the words of the Yongye area.Meng Tou didn't understand.

The girl said something to her grandma in a gentle voice, and looked at them from time to time.The old man nodded while listening, and finally said two words.Meng Tou only understood these two words, and her mother-in-law said "yes".After the mother-in-law finished speaking, she made way for them and invited them in.

Meng Tou saw the bamboo slices on the table and a half-woven bamboo basket on the ground, thinking that the girl and her grandma must be busy making a living until this hour.

This house is not small, and the kitchen is behind the front hall.There is a room on the left and right sides, facing each other, with curtains hanging down.

The mother-in-law bent down to carry chairs for them, and Meng Tou hurried over and snatched the chair from her without saying no.The mother-in-law insisted on moving the chair for Yan Zhaohan, and kept saying something.Meng Tou really couldn't understand, and looked at the girl, who happened to also stared at him for a long time.

The girl blushed and lowered her eyes: "Grandma said that there is nothing to entertain you at home, so you can sit wherever you want."

The mother-in-law waved and said something.The girl said "Hey" and said that she would go to make tea right away.

"You don't need it, girl." Meng Tou looked at Yan Zhaohan who was holding on, but still trembling slightly, and said, "Thank you mother-in-law for your kindness, the journey is bumpy, and my younger brother is also tired, so I won't disturb your rest."

The girl told this to her mother-in-law, and the mother-in-law nodded, leaned on a bamboo crutch, led them into a room on the right, and made bedding for them.Meng Tou didn't dare to bother the old man, took the quilt and flattened it, and helped Yan Zhaohan to lie down.

He accompanied the old man out of the house, the girl took away the lantern on the table, helped the grandma into another room, then pinched the corner of the curtain to look at him, blushing and softly said: "Sleep well, sir."

Meng Tou responded with a smile, and said before returning to the house that he wanted to borrow the stove from the kitchen.The girl naturally did not refuse.

The lights in the vestibule and left room went out.The light reflected on the curtain on the right side of the room where they were staying disappeared.Meng Tou was sitting by the bed, Yan Zhaohan was trembling in the quilt, holding Meng Tou's wrist with one hand.

Meng Tou knew that he had endured to the limit, and when the light dissipated, he knelt down on the bed.Yan Zhaohan swallowed lowly at night, with tears in the corners of his eyes, he took the initiative to untie Meng Tou's clothes.Meng Tou pulled him into his arms, leaned against his forehead, and said, "Don't be afraid...don't be afraid..."

Yan Zhaohan was rarely so vulnerable in front of him, hugged him, and repeated the sentence in a hoarse voice: "Third brother, I'm very sad, please help me."

Meng Tou kissed his forehead, and slid his hand down the thin back, resting on his waist.

The only window in the house was almost nailed by several wooden boards, and the moonlight poured in through the omissions.Yan Zhaohan's body and hair were stained with the fragrance of plants and trees, and Meng Tou couldn't help but sniff it lightly.

Yan Zhaohan let go of all his restraint, and it was the first time Meng Lang was like this.Meng Tou was taken away by three souls and seven souls, and was almost burnt out by the fire. He barely managed to stay awake, covered his mouth, approached his ear, hoarse, and told him to keep his voice down.

Yan Zhaohan opened his lips and bit his finger, and stuck a few murmurs in his throat.

Meng Tou bit his neck and asked him what he called himself.As soon as he said "Third Brother", Meng Tou grabbed his waist softly.Then his "husband" was smashed to pieces.

In the middle of the night, Meng Tou fumbled out and went to the stove to boil a pot of water.The water in the stove was gurgling, and he watched the moon in the sky by the dusty window sill.The clouds were so thick that no stars could be seen.The wind is cold.

Yan Zhaohan put on his cloak and hugged him from behind.As soon as he turned around, he was kissed on the face.

Meng Tou was a little surprised: "Why did you come out? Are you not sleepy?"

"Not sleepy." Yan Zhaohan clasped his ten fingers on his waist, leaned on his back, looking sleepy, "I lost, I can't let you go."

"Second brother once asked me when I was still there, whether it was out of love for my elder brother or for my lover. I couldn't answer it then, and I can't answer it now. Maybe it's a mixture of the two, maybe it's love Deeper." He was really tired, speaking evenly, breathing calmly.

"You come back to the palace with me, how about a few years of happy life?"

"I will attack the Qi Palace with you, will you decide against the Ming Dynasty?" Meng Tou said, "How about we let the people in the world live a few years of happy life?"

"Among the common people in the world you mentioned, are there any people from the Chang tribe?" Yan Zhaohan's tone suddenly turned cold, "Should the Yi tribe be born as slaves, as humble as grass?"

"The old trend in Huaibei, Huaizhong, and Huainan has gone. Xiaoping and Feng Sanyang went up to the city master and down to the sect masters. Luxurious and extravagant became the norm, and the disciples of the sect were content with pleasure and did not think about making progress. Shen Gui was destroyed by fire, and he was hollow and decayed after a hundred years. , is in danger. In this world, only Xiaoyang Mingjue can keep it safe."

Meng Tou said sadly: "Do you know how many innocent lives were killed by Ming Jue, and how many people died in the riot of corpses and wild spirits?"

"Will Mu Su make the world safe and secure?" Yan Zhaohan sneered, looked at him, and slowly loosened his arms around his waist: "Then you go and save your people in the world, and I will guard my people."