[Comprehensive martial arts] Mr. Psychic Medium

The gate of the Xiaoyao School is built on the Tianshan Mountain, and the palaces and houses stretch from the mountainside all the way to the top of the mountain. The neighbors are not close but echo each other faintly. The palace of the palace shone brightly in the snow.

The glazed tiles on the roof, white marble on the floor, and the red lacquered gate are engraved with the pattern of two dragons playing with pearls. The carving is meticulous and the two dragons are so lifelike that they almost burst out of the gate.

The house is luxuriously built, but there is nothing in the house, there are only two futons in the empty space, and two young people are sitting facing each other, with a burner of incense burning in the middle, thin cigarette smoke escapes from the small hole, blurring the faces of the two. The smell of that incense is extremely complex, elegant and light, and a little bit cold, hidden in the innermost part, and even if you don't smell it carefully, you can even smell it at all.

Just like Zhong Yanqiu.

Su Mengzhen sat upright and looked at Zhong Yanqiu. Through the smoke, that person's face was a little blurred, which softened the coldness a little, and turned into an ambiguous indifference.

He didn't remember how long he had been here, as if he had been sitting here a long time ago, but he didn't stay here all the time, and he would leave here to deal with outside affairs every once in a while.

Go quickly, come back early.

Zhong Yanqiu quietly closed his eyes, his brows were light and his eyes were light, his lips were also light pink without any color, and the smoke from the burning incense in the incense burner lingered around him, it seemed that he had been here since eternity Sitting down, you will be able to become a fairy in the next second.

For some reason, Su Mengzhen suddenly remembered the rumors in the world at that time.

Baiyujing in the sky, twelve cities on the fifth floor.

"The fairy caresses my head, and my hair will last forever..." Su Mengzhen murmured the second half of the sentence, and picked up a strand of Zhong Yanqiu's hair with her fingertips. Zhong Yanqiu's hair was already very long, and it was loose and long on the ground.

The blue silk is like Daisy, lingering softly between the fingers, curling up on the index finger, and then resting on the ring finger.

Inexplicably, there is a bit of indescribable charm.

Su Mengzhen watched Zhong Yanqiu grow from a child to a young man little by little with his own eyes. The soft baby fat on his cheeks receded, and the dimples on his cheeks also disappeared. His body was elongated, but his original robe was a little tight. Yes, Su Mengzhen took a coat and put it on for him.

He has always subconsciously regarded "Zhong Yanqiu" and "Qiuqiu" as two people. Mr. Zhong has always been cold and indifferent, with a calm and steady body of insight into the world, and he has almost never had too much tension. Mood swings.

Qiuqiu still has a bit of a childish temper. Although he is more mature than ordinary children, it is difficult to treat him like an adult in front of that soft bun face.

But when I saw how the child grew into a young man little by little, it was like watching a fairy fall from the nine heavens into the mortal world, and I felt an unspeakable feeling in my heart.

A little sour, but also a little soft.

It turned out that Mr. Zhong also had childhood, with raised eyebrows, sharp edges and corners, and the curves of his lips were bright red and full, full of vigor, youthful and frivolous.

Then he saw the sharp edges and corners being smoothed little by little, the blood color of the raised corners of the lips faded away, and the pale pink with no blood color was pursed thinly, repelling the indifference and indifference of others thousands of miles away.

The color of the corners of the eyes is slightly darker, as if fainted with a faint peach blossom color, and the frosty snow-like complexion is dazzlingly white, Su Mengzhen accidentally reached out to touch it, he used his strength very carefully, the thin red looked really fragile, He didn't even dare to use a little force, the skin of the tentacles was so warm that he had the illusion that his fingers were melting.

In the next second, his gaze crashed into a bottomless blackness. There were no spots of light in those eyes, but pure black, no matter what color it was, it would be contained and unified black.

"..."

"..."

Relatively silent.

Su Mengzhen stared fixedly into those eyes, as if seeing the wood-carved and stone-sculpted statue come to life, her heart suddenly skipped a beat, that feeling...

It's like a young man who suddenly sees his sweetheart, is so sleepy and longing for that person, his heart and eyes are full of that person.

At first Zhong Yanqiu didn't realize it, but when he saw Su Mengzhen looking at him, he looked straight back. Su Mengzhen's eyes were standard phoenix eyes, and when he first saw them, there was a cold flame that made his heart palpitate. Now that those matters of the family, country and the world are put aside, the flame has not been extinguished, but has become brighter and brighter.

The brilliance even made him feel a little scorching.

Subconsciously, Zhong Yanqiu tilted his head to avoid Su Mengzhen's sight, pursed his lips, wanted to say something but finally didn't say it.

"..." Su Mengzhen was silent for a few seconds, and then asked, "Is everything going well?"

Zhong Yanqiu nodded, "Nothing."

"It's fine." Su Mengzhen smiled slightly, retracted the hand that fell on Zhong Yanqiu's eyes calmly, and picked a topic at random, "The king of Xiangyang has not been very quiet recently, do you want to go and see?" ?”

He asked casually, and Zhong Yanqiu nodded in dispensable response. Sitting on the mountain for a long time, he always misses the fireworks in the world.

So the uneasiness just now disappeared quickly, Su Mengzhen found out a brand new robe from nowhere for Zhong Yanqiu to change into, and prepared tea and snacks.

The matter of King Xiangyang is not in a hurry, that man is timid and hesitant to save his life. Since the Song Dynasty won several battles against Daliao and Xixia, King Xiangyang, who was originally at war with Daliao and Xixia, was as peaceful as a quail in an instant. During the time, he only dared to do some petty actions. In order to hide the agreement with the foreign race, he built a building called the Sky Tower, which has countless organs and gossip. Even if others know his criminal evidence Inside, can't get it either.

The few disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect were not included in this group of people. Bao Zheng had obtained the architectural structure diagram of the Chongxiao Tower a long time ago, and summoned his subordinates who are good at organ formations to refer to it.

Bao Zheng, as the person Zhong Yanqiu personally determined to have a relationship with "over there", has learned a lot in astrology and divination. He is at the bottom of the whole Xiaoyao faction, not to mention the big brother Su Mengzhen, even the youngest junior sister Li Qiushui can easily beat him.

Therefore, when Wu Yazi Wu Xingyun and Bai Jin cousins ​​studied the architectural diagram of the skyscraper and simulated the best solution, Bao Zheng was in charge of standing by the side with Zhan Zhao, revealing at the right time, "I seem to understand It seems that I don’t understand but I pretend to understand” smiles, and summarize according to their speeches.

The organ array of the Chongxiao Tower is indeed the first-class level in the world, but compared with the black-tech level organ array of the Xiaoyao Sect, which is at the level of pediatrics, Wu Xingyun can easily find seventeen or eight. A breaking plan.

Not to mention that his accomplishments can be called everyone's Wuyazi.

The only thing that bothered me a little was the candidate for the Sky Tower. Bai Yutang was eager to try, but before he could open his mouth, he was defeated by Bai Jintang's stern eyes. Bai Yutang was still in awe of his father's brother.

In the end, Wu Xingyun took the initiative to accept the job. When she opened her mouth, no one would compete with her. Most likely, she glanced at Bao Zheng with a smile on purpose or unintentionally, then nodded and praised Wu Xingyun.

After all, she was still a girl in her teens, who would not be able to see Wu Xingyun's childish thoughts, Bao Zheng smiled helplessly, and felt a little bit inexplicably embarrassed.

To be honest, the Goddess has intentions, and it would be a lie to say that he is not tempted at all, but at his age, if the daughter who is more anxious is probably older than Wu Xingyun, the ups and downs of the official life have been frightening every step of the way, he is a junior sister who is very talented , Trapped in the back house, how can it compare to the vastness of the rivers and lakes, and the joy of grievances and hatred.

He is not the kind of scum who drags the girl's youth, he has made it clear early on, but Wu Xingyun's stubbornness really makes him powerless.

Bao Zheng can't drive out the girl's house, right? If he really does this, Master Tuantou can't beat him to death.

In fact, even if he doesn't rush, Zhong Yanqiu still wants to beat him up.

Who made him grow a little taller during this time, even the youth version of Zhong Yanqiu is still not as tall as him.

Su Mengzhen prepared tea, and the new tea before tomorrow showed a light yellow-green color. The tea soup was clear and sweet, and the aroma was tangy. He still hadn't forgotten to prepare tea. Although Zhong Yanqiu didn't say anything, he liked it very much. He doesn’t have the habit of eating snacks with tea, so when Zhong Yanqiu came to Jinfengxiyulou to look for him in the early years, he would bring a set of refreshments. The oiled paper bag was wrapped, and the sound made by the friction between the oiled paper wrapped in snacks and Zhong Yanqiu's clothing material was very special, and he could tell it was someone coming when he heard it from a distance.

Qiuqiu likes to eat sweeter ones, but Mr. Zhong likes lighter ones, crispy and crunchy ones that melt in the mouth are the best, but every time some scum will inevitably fall off, and Zhong Yanqiu can always see Zhong Yanqiu wrapping the fast-breaking ones with his internal strength Throwing half a dim sum into your mouth, you can see that you have practiced the skill if you are skilled.

Make a pot of good tea, twist two or three snacks, Tianshan Mountain is at its best scenery at this time, under the snow that never melts all year round, there are trees and red flowers growing, and the mountains and plains are full of vitality, and the clouds and mists are self-accumulating. The snow rises, sitting on the top of the mountain seems to be stepping on the clouds, and the chess game is set up in the small octagonal pavilion. No one mentions the delicate atmosphere not long ago.

Both of them seemed to have forgotten about it.

Su Mengzhen played chess, looked at Zhong Yanqiu's indifferent face from the corner of his eyes, and slightly bent the corners of his lips.

Zhong Yanqiu coughed a little uncomfortably, raised his hands and dropped his hands, trying to calm down.

Some things do not pass without a trace, some ripples splash, and waves gradually grow in the ancient well without waves.