Shangxian Cultivation Handbook

It doesn't take a whole life to guard the mausoleum, but for Cheng Chuanqin, it's best to stay in Cheng's mausoleum all his life.He didn't want to go out, anyway, he couldn't see it, and he didn't want to talk to other people.

He couldn't find where Feng Lanran was, and he didn't know if Feng Lanran was still there, but he knew that Feng Lanran would never abandon him, not in this life.

Suddenly, he really wanted Wen Zhishu, why didn't that person come to see him until now?He waited for so long, a month has passed, but he still hasn't come.

Cheng Chuanqin was a little sad, and over time, a little sad turned into a very sad.

"Are you awake?" Feng Lanran walked in with water for washing, "What are you doing sitting here?"

Cheng Chuanqin shook his head, still reluctant to speak.It was too difficult for him to open his mouth to speak, let alone communicate with others.He stretched out his hand, scratched in the air, and then grabbed Feng Lanran's hand.

"Cheng Chuanqin..." Feng Lanran pulled Cheng Chuanqin into her arms, Cheng Chuanqin's appearance almost hit Feng Lanran's deathbed.He couldn't bear Cheng Chuanqin's soft appearance the most. When he was a child, he felt that his appearance was extremely pitiful, and he just wanted to rub his head.Now that he's grown up, he can't rub his head anymore, and when he hugs him, he feels that this skinny appearance must be pinched by him.

Cheng Chuanqin pursed his lips, leaning his head on Feng Lanran's arms, feeling suffocated, patted Feng Lanran, and opened his mouth to say: "Wen Zhishu..."

"What?" Feng Lanran vaguely heard Cheng Chuanqin's voice, and pulled the distance between the two of them with a smile on her face, "What did you say? Say it again..."

Cheng Chuanqin was taken aback, faltering, staring at Feng Lanran with big eyes, although he couldn't see at all, but he wanted to pretend to be able to see, but he didn't want to speak again.

"I didn't threaten you..." Feng Lanran patted her forehead, and sighed, why did this person go back after living?

"Wen Zhishu...I want to see him." Cheng Chuanqin shut up as soon as he finished speaking, and stared in Feng Lanran's direction with wide eyes.

Feng Lanran was stunned for a moment, and vaguely remembered that he hadn't seen Wen Zhishu for a long time.That person seemed to have never been here, as if Cheng Chuanqin didn't mention it, that person gradually faded out of his world.

He reached out his hand to rub Cheng Chuanqin's head, but when he stretched halfway, he turned to rub Cheng Chuanqin's face, and smiled: "Then let's go see him." Since you want to see that person, then go see him, there is nothing wrong with it.Besides... He also misses that person very much.I always feel that, in fact, that person is very important.

When Cheng Chuanqin was injured and the Cheng family was destroyed overnight, even though Wen Zhishu had been running around by his side, he was injured thanks to Wen Zhishu who brought this and that from home.In fact, Cheng Chuanqin's life was also thanks to Wen Zhishu.

Such a person has always had a kind heart, right?

Feng Lanran looked at Cheng Chuanqin who was trying to widen his eyes. He had never looked at these eyes seriously before, and it was useless to look at them now.There was nothing in these eyes, and the eyeballs were riddled with holes and no brilliance at all.He owed Cheng Chuanqin a lot, so much that he didn't know how to pay it off, maybe he would never pay it off in his whole life.

Even though he said that, when he thought about it carefully, he didn't really owe Cheng Chuanqin, but no matter how he thought about it, he still felt guilty.

How should he speak when he saw Wen Zhishu, how should he ask Wen Zhishu, can he still speak simple things like before?

Maybe not.

Feng Lanran looked at Cheng Chuanqin who had been smiling all the time. He didn't understand why Cheng Chuanqin encountered such a disaster, but he knew that the relationship between him and Cheng Chuanqin had become very delicate now.It seemed that once under the blue sky and broad daylight, the matter between him and Cheng Chuanqin would be like a bubble, fragile and burst with a poke.

Do you like Cheng Chuanqin?That's natural, he and Cheng Chuanqin grew up together, and he remembers the unbearable things about this person more clearly than his own.But is this liking the kind of liking that wants to be a partner?he does not know.Kissing Cheng Chuanqin that day was just a matter of atmosphere, and Cheng Chuanqin didn't mention it after that... Ah, yes, how could Cheng Chuanqin mention it.

He actually likes Wen Zhishu very much.After all, the three of them grew up together, if they didn't like it, how could they go for so long?Then, what kind of liking for Wen Zhishu?Is it different?Is it different from liking Cheng Chuanqin?

Maybe.

If she continued to think like this, Feng Lanran felt that her brain was about to explode.

Xiyuan is a bit far from Nanyuan where Wen Zhishu lives, but the two of them walked slowly, passing by Dongyuan and then walking towards Xiyuan.

"My second brother is very nice." Wen Zhishu felt that this was the first time he took someone to see his second brother, so he couldn't help but feel a little nervous. When he went to see Nan Yu'an again, the man looked indifferent, as if he was going to Seeing Wen Yin is not a big deal at all.

Indeed, seeing Wen Yin wasn't a big deal in the first place, that's why Wen Zhishu took it as a big deal.

"En." Nan Yu'an nodded, not wanting to make more judgments.Whether Wen Yin is good or not, Wen Zhishu has Wen Zhishu's judgment, Nan Yu'an has his own judgment, he doesn't want to influence Wen Zhishu's judgment, naturally he will not add Wen Zhishu's judgment to his own Judgment comes inside.

"Are you nervous?" Wen Zhishu swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Nan Yu'an was taken aback for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at Wen Zhishu who was walking beside him, and only then did he realize that this guy was so nervous.

"Nervous." Nan Yu'an nodded without changing his expression, and then put his cold hands on Wen Zhishu's slightly flushed face, "I'm so nervous."

"Is it...?" He didn't believe Nan Yu'an's appearance at all, but this person said it so seriously and calmly, as if there was such a thing, "Then, don't be nervous."

"Well, I'm so nervous." Seeing Wen Zhishu's expression of wanting to comfort him, Nan Yu'an couldn't help but want to laugh, and then he laughed, his brows and eyes were warm, and Yuan Shanmei had a rare gentle look, "Yes , I was so nervous that I laughed out loud."

Wen Zhishu's face darkened, and then he stretched out his hand and slapped Nan Yu'an's arm hard: "You're so nervous and still laughing, what's so funny?!"

"So, let's go, go to your second brother's place." Nan Yu An stuffed his warm and cold hands into his sleeves, "Hands are cold."

"Yeah, it's so cold today." Wen Zhishu nodded, "It's so cold, will it snow?"

Nan Yu'an looked up at the extremely clear sky, the blue was a little too much: "I don't know, let's hope, do you like it?"

"I don't like it." Wen Zhishu shook his head, "It's so cold, and it's even colder when the snow melts, so I don't really want to go out of the house."

"Afraid of the cold?" Nan Yu'an held Wen Zhishu's hand tightly, "Coincidentally, I'm also afraid of the cold."

"...Then what should we do?" Wen Zhishu suddenly burst out laughing as he spoke, "Shouldn't it be cold if two people who are afraid of the cold squeeze together?"

Nan Yu'an smiled, and stuffed the other hand into Wen Zhishu's neck: "Indeed, it's really not cold this way."

"You bastard!" Wen Zhishu was furious, and also stretched his hand into Nan Yu'an's neck. Both of them flinched, and then pushed each other away, "Haha."

Seeing Wen Zhishu's sneer, Nan Yu'an wished he could step forward and push this man down and beat him up.

I've seen a lot of ignorant people, but I've never seen anyone like Wen Zhishu.

The most common way to get along is like getting along with Feng Lanran and Cheng Chuanqin.Wen Zhishu suddenly felt that Nan Yu'an was not that difficult to get along with.Although this person doesn't know how to say nice words, and he can even say very mean words, and then he won't talk to him like Feng Lanran when he gets angry, and he won't only care about him like Feng Lanran.

But ah, this person is really surprisingly considerate.He said hurtful words in his mouth, and his expression on the surface was so indifferent that one would think that this person was always cold-blooded, but he really took care of other people's feelings.Maybe the way you use it is different from others.

Of the two people who appeared in front of Wen Yin, Nan Yu'an was holding Wen Zhishu's hand, and fell into Wen Yin's gaze.At that time, Wen Yin was watering his crabapple flowers, his movements were very gentle.

"What's the matter?" Wen Yin put down the work in his hands, patted his fingers and pointed to the stone table in front left, "Go and sit over there, there are pastries."

Wen Zhishu nodded, then pulled Nan Yu'an and walked over there.

"Wait a minute." Wen Yin grabbed Nan Yu'an's sleeve, stopped the two people who were in a hurry, and then let go, "I want to talk to him, is that okay?"

Wen Zhishu was taken aback for a moment, looked at Nan Yu'an, then at Wen Yin, and then at Nan Yu'an twice more. After getting Nan Yu'an's nod, he reluctantly went to the stone table alone.

"Do you like crabapple flowers?" Wen Yin squatted down to loosen the soil.

"I don't like it." Nan Yu'an shook his head, just stood alone, and was not ready to go forward to help.

Wen Yin smiled: "Zhi Shu doesn't like it either, but he has the same hobbies."

"I can't say, it's just that he doesn't like it." Nan Yu'an doesn't have any special preference for flowers at all, it doesn't matter whether he likes it or not, it's just a flower.

Wen Yin Songtu's hands paused, and the smile froze on his lips: "Ah, I'm so envious."

Nan Yu'an gave an 'en', and then pursed her lips: "What is the reason why Begonia has been undefeated?"

"En?" Wen Yin raised his head, the tip of his nose was red with cold.

"To put it another way, do you think others can't see it?" Nan Yu'an felt that it was time to show their cards to these people.

Wen Zhishu looked at the two people who were chatting, sniffed and rubbed his nose, only to realize that his nose hurts, probably from freezing.

I'm curious as to what the two of them were talking about.

"Did you see it?" Wen Yin stood up slowly, patted his sleeves, and wiped off the dust, "Oh, by the way, you said that you are a Taoist priest."

"Except for that idiot Wen Zhishu, do you think Wen Qu can't tell?" Nan Yu'an felt that this person was really naive, "What do you want? What can the Wen family give you?"

Wen Yin laughed, and his voice was a little louder: "Are you crazy? Or are you also a fool? It doesn't matter if Wen Qu can't see it? He didn't poke me out from the beginning to the end, that is to say, It will never be revealed in this life. How can it be your turn to meddle in our affairs?!"

"Then you know..." Nan Yu'an turned his head, and his eyes fell on someone lying listlessly on the table not far away, "That idiot...he knows."