Fragrance in the wind

The furnishings in the room are very simple, a vermilion-colored wooden table, four round stools of the same color around the table, a copper-colored incense burner on the vanity mirror table under the window, and a green bamboo screen on the other side. The first thing I saw when I came.

But listen, with a "squeak", the door slowly opened, and a person stepped on the bright sunlight from outside to the table, put down the medicine cup in his hand, and walked to the room with gentle steps.

"Hey...you're awake!"

Zizhou looked at that person inexplicably, he was dressed in a white Taoist robe, his black hair was neatly tied up and tied with a white ribbon, his eyes were handsome and his eyebrows were trimmed, and there was extraordinary aura between Gu Pan and his round eyes with a look of surprise.

Zizhou reluctantly twitched the corner of his mouth, and asked a question that a comatose person would ask when he wakes up for the first time: "Who are you? Where is this?"

A hint of arrogance flashed across that person's face, and he said in a loud voice: "This is Lingxiao Palace on Mount Putuo, and I am Yan Xing, the first disciple of Elder Huiran."

Seeing that Zizhou was struggling to get up but it was of no avail, Yan Xing couldn't help but chuckled a few times, even the laughter had a bit of aura, as if the word "trouble" didn't exist in his life.

"What are you laughing at?" Zizhou cast a sidelong glance at him, feeling as though all the bones in his body were falling apart.

Yan Xing cleared his throat, tilted his head and said triumphantly, "The poison on your body can be cured. Because the poison has been in your body for too long, it has consumed all your energy, so you can only stay in bed for the past few days."

"Where's my father?" Zizhou gave up struggling, keeping his gaze away from the dazzling smiling face.

"Let's go!" Yan Xing replied casually.

Zizhou was silent for a while, then asked again: "When can I walk around?" His tone was devoid of Shicai's basic politeness.

Yan Xing's spiritual black eyes stared straight at Zizhou's face for a long time, then he nodded his head half-understood and said, "Oh... I see, you look like you've eaten shit when you wake up, So I don’t want to stay here.” Rolling his eyes, he glanced at Zizhou, whose face was livid because of his words, and said to himself: “It’s no wonder, I feel uncomfortable when I suddenly change places, you rest assured……"

Seeing this person nagging non-stop, Zizhou interrupted irritably: "You haven't answered my question yet!"

The rest of the words were stuck in Yan Xing's throat, and he smacked his lips and couldn't get back angrily: "If you want to force out all the remaining toxins in your body, it will take at least half a month to recover some physical strength!"

It seemed that he didn't expect it to take so long, and Zizhou's heart became impatient for no reason. After looking at Yan Xing's expression that concealed his intention to succeed, he asked suspiciously: "It really takes so long?"

Yan Xing deliberately just smiled and said nothing, and muttered to himself not to tell you, I just want to kill you in a hurry.

During the stalemate, another person came in from the door and walked towards Yan Xing. No one was more childish than Yan Xing, and his smile was brighter than the sunshine above his head.

"Second Senior Brother! He is in better shape, so don't scare him." Then he narrowed his eyes at Zizhou, and said with a slightly curved mouth: "I am the 230th disciple here, Meng Guxin, and you call me Guxin That's it!"

'Lonely heart' a lonely heart suits his taste," Zizhou thought to himself.

Just listening, Gu Xin said with a smile again: "There is a pond in the back mountain of Lingxiao Temple, the elder brother has allowed you to enter it, soaking in it can speed up the elimination of residual toxins in the body, and it will return to normal after five days."

Who would have imagined that Putuo Mountain, which is famous for its medicinal arts, would have a group of wild monkeys in stock, Zizhou raised his eyebrows, and asked intentionally, "What's your purpose?" Suddenly a sentence popped up, and the two of them were stunned at the same time. , Yan Xing stared and said: "You... what do you mean?"

Zizhou restrained his jokes, looked at them with a gradually indifferent expression, and said coldly: "We didn't communicate with each other before, and we barely met by chance. You don't look like a kind person. Do you dare to say that you saved me? Is it worth the price?"

Yan Xing's eyes were rounded by Zizhou's words, and he smiled and turned around to ask the junior brother beside him: "Am I not kind?"

The little junior brother looked at the nondescript smiles of the second senior brother and nodded hurriedly. Immediately, he realized that something was wrong and shook his head, like a rattle drum. Yan Xing went crazy, pointed at Zizhou, jumped up and said, "I didn't expect you to think so much at such a young age." Zao, do you think that the head disciple of my dignified Elder Huiran has nothing to do, if it wasn't for cleaning up the mess that Cang Qing took over, I wouldn't bother with you!"

After finishing speaking, he walked away angrily, and when he stepped out of the door, he let out a disdainful "hum", flicked his sleeves, and left.

The rest of the juniors smiled awkwardly and said: "My lord, why bother? My second senior is a very good person. If there is something good, the first thing he thinks of is us juniors. You misunderstood him."

Zizhou turned his head, sneered at the head disciple of Elder Huiran who was smiling so idiotically, and turned his back to him: "Can you go now, I want to be quiet."

"I haven't taken the medicine yet, I'll leave after the young master finishes drinking the medicine!" Meng Guxin said dejectedly.

Zizhou looked back at him for a long time, Meng Guxin blinked, realized Zizhou's meaning, pouted his cherry mouth and said: "I don't have any purpose, don't look at me like this, I am here under the order of senior brother Come serve the young master!"

After saying that, Meng Guxin came to Zizhou with the medicine in his hand. Although Zizhou didn't like to be close to others, he had to think about his own health. The bitterness in the nose spread to the taste, making him retch for a while.

Seeing him like this, Meng Guxin turned around and poured a glass of water in front of Zizhou, Zizhou took it, took a sip, only to feel the bitterness in his mouth eased a little, and pretended to be careless and said: "Thank you!"

Meng Guxin paused for a moment, with unknown joy in his eyes: "It should be, why should you be polite to Guxin!" As he said that, he glanced at Zizhou, then lowered his eyes, his face flushed strangely.

Zizhou frowned lightly, with all kinds of confusion in his heart, he still asked me firmly: "Why did you save me?"

"You can only know this by asking the elder brother." Meng Guxin took the empty cup from Zizhou's hand, turned around and put it back in its original place.

"Why?" Zizhou cherished words like gold.

Meng Guxin sighed, turned around and said: "The only one who has been discussing this matter with senior brother is the son's father, other people must not interfere!"

Zizhou paused, and then asked: "Who are your senior brothers?"

"Eldest brother is the Cang Qing mentioned by the second senior brother just now. He is the eldest disciple of the long-bearded elder and the only closed disciple. There are many trivial matters in the mountains, and it is inconvenient for the senior brother to meet each other because he is busy on weekdays."

"So you are not from the same division."

"Master Elder Changbeard lived in Lingxiao Cave for many years, and all things were handed over to Master Elder Huiran and Senior Senior Brother, and I and the more than 300 disciples here were all seated by Elder Huiran." Meng Guxin patiently explained road.

Seeing that the curtain beside the bed was no longer the familiar dark brown color, Zi Zhou raised his hand, looked at the rosary he gave Chun Yufeng on his wrist, and it was in his hand again, and asked sadly, "How long have I been in a coma?" ?”

Meng Guxin walked forward unconsciously, looked at Zizhou silently and said, "Today is the fifth day."

Zizhou was silent, holding back the sourness in his heart, Chunyufeng actually left him in a strange place, before he knew it, Meng Guxin suddenly approached, stretched out his hand to brush Zizhou's cheek, Zizhou was forced to regain his mind, The sourness in his eyes also disintegrated, and he stared at him defensively.

Meng Guxin recalled, hurriedly withdrew his hand, and said with flickering eyes: "Young master has something dirty on his face, I'll fetch water to wipe his face." He turned around and left the house, and finally he didn't forget to close the door.

After waiting for no one, the collapsed Zizhou hugged him tightly, he felt that he was abandoned again, the familiar feeling of a strange place, if it was the result of this time, he would rather never wake up.He is disturbed!Whether it's people, Lingxiao Temple, or Mount Putuo, they are all unknown to him and threatening.

Every day since then, 17-year-old Meng Guxin has taken care of every aspect of when to live, when to eat and drink, and when to take medicine.And, every night, he would take him to the Tianchi Lake in the back mountain to soak for two hours, except for the younger brother, the second brother who seemed to be blown up by him, and never appeared again.

Although Zizhou was puzzled, every time he caught sight of Meng Guxin's neither humble nor overbearing attitude, his indifferent tone, and his words and deeds that never crossed the border, he became depressed and let this person dangle in front of his eyes.

The temperature in Tianchi Cave is constant all year round, and the holy water of Tianchi is as warm and moist as the sun. Under the mist, the tempting ecstasy seems to appear. The time slipped, and the delicate lips were slightly opened to overflow with deep and shallow moans. For a moment, it seemed that the surrounding air and the breathing of 'someone' were stagnant along with his light moan.

It is worthy of being the holy water of Tianchi, after soaking in it for five days, Zizhou felt that his bones seemed to be reorganized, and his skin was as radiant as new.Zizhou leaned against the poolside, gently stroking the water, wondering if such holy water could wash away the filth on his body, or if everything would be completely transformed. After thinking about it, he smiled self-deprecatingly, even after washing the skin , the filth in the bottom, everything that has been carried since birth can never be washed away.

While thinking, Zi Zhou keenly heard the rustling of her dress.

"Who..." blurted out the word.

"My son is me..." Meng Guxin's unusually tender voice suddenly sounded, Zizhou frowned slightly, gradually felt something strange, but couldn't tell what was wrong, turned around and continued to close his eyes and meditate: "You don't need to serve here anymore, You go out!"

It was silent for a long time again, just when Zizhou thought that Meng Guxin had receded, his voice sounded again, which seemed a little more sad: "Now that the young master's body has recovered, don't you need Guxin to take care of you again?" gone."

"You are an introductory disciple here, and not my attendant. Don't let me delay your studies." Shengshui kissed Zizhou's body softly like a lover's lips, and even his voice softened. Meng Guxin listened Even more intoxicated, he ran forward quickly, and wrapped his arms around Zizhou from the back of his neck, and Zizhou froze there.

"I don't have to be this disciple, I just want to follow the young master and serve the young master for the rest of my life!"

"You let go!"

"Don't let it go!"

"You are a man, how can you be so contemptuous!"

Meng Guxin was slightly stunned, and then tremblingly said: "I like you, when your father appeared in front of me holding you in a coma, my heart collapsed, do you know how happy I am when you wake up, Do you know that every frown and every frown of yours hides a bewitching charm, and your lonely heart has fallen so deep that you can't extricate yourself!" After speaking, he kissed Zizhou's ear, and his disgusting breath sprayed on Zizhou's cheek, When his hand slid all the way across Zizhou's chest, Zizhou felt a sudden chill, and hurriedly pushed him away with all his might, sighing in his heart that fortunately his strength had returned to normal.

After a while, he looked at Meng Guxin who was lying on the poolside with a hurt face, and explained with a little guilt: "I... like women!"

Meng Guxin sneered a few times after hearing this, and suddenly said in a secretive tone: "You like women, I don't think so!"

"What do you mean!" Zizhou stared in astonishment at Meng Guxin's grinning face under the mist, which was both real and illusory.

"What do you mean?" Meng Guxin sarcastically said, "It's a pity that a pool of holy water has been contaminated!"

"You... who are you!"

Meng Guxin acted as if he had never heard of it, and said with a sinister smile: "From my point of view, you are a slut who likes to wantonly courteously under men like a woman!"

Hearing that the flush on Zizhou's cheeks gradually subsided, he bit his lip to resist the stinging pain in his heart, and asked with difficulty: "Who the hell are you?"

"I'm just me!"

"How do you know?" The body immersed in the holy water trembled uneasily, like a pear blossom suddenly blooming in the snowy night, swaying alone in the new wind because it could not withstand the severe cold.

For a long time, Meng Guxin's body trembled while lying on the ground. Immediately, the laughter in the cave became extremely low, "I was just testing you, but you don't deny it." After laughing, he suddenly changed his sympathetic eyes Looking at Zizhou, he said again: "Your father looks at you with too many things in his eyes, some people don't understand, only those who have experienced it understand!"

For a moment, there was an identical aura that collided at the moment when the eyes of the two met, and then merged. Perhaps the two had similar temperaments.

Meng Guxin got up slowly, turned his back to Zizhou and said in a low voice, "I knew early on that I was just wishful thinking, and if I failed this time, I would have no face to face anyone again."

After speaking, he left sadly.

Zizhou panicked, a little guilty, afraid that something would happen to him because of himself, after all, he has been very kind to himself these past few days, so he hurriedly put on his clothes, left Tianchi, and chased after his leaving figure.