farce a ups and downs

In the early morning of the next day, the mist cleared, and the morning dew fell from the tops of the branches, moistening the bluestone slabs.The early peddlers carried their burdens to the streets to sell, and various shops opened one after another. The shopkeepers smiled at each other and complimented each other with good words.The bird followed its colorful wings, and its two small mung bean-like eyeballs were looking at a certain room on the second floor of the inn.

On the mattress, the black hair spread out, seeming to cover the entire bed. The man who looked like an exile opened his eyes, his eyes were full of laziness, like a black cat sleeping contentedly after stealing fish, stretched out five fingers, gently Gently combing the black hair of the person next to the pillow, and then tied her own hair together with it.

"Between hair and pillow mat, Huang Quan will be friends together....Xiao Feiyu, do you think it's okay?"

Of course, Shen Feiyu couldn't answer him. She was tossed and tossed last night until dawn and she fell asleep with tears in her eyes. She was breathing lightly, and the corners of her eyes were red.

This situation caused someone to give him a pitiful kiss: "Don't speak? Then you agree as a teacher."

Thinking about this journey, it didn't take long from master and apprentice to rolling into bed. Luo Wenchu ​​thought about it more and more complacently, and picked up a wisp of black hair from the person beside him and sniffed it lightly, his eyes full of tenderness like the surface of a lake melting in spring , flashing a faint light.

Shen Feiyu slept well at first, breathing shallowly, with a comfortable smile on her lips, but after noon, she started to feel hot, and dreamed vaguely of the dense stone forest outside Surabaya City.

The light and shadow changed, and the demon stood opposite him.

The heart demon suddenly turned into a face exactly like his, and shouted at him: "Congratulations, your wish has come true."

After a while, she transformed into the appearance of the Shen family's mistress, screaming hysterically: "You bastard! Why do you want to stay with our Shen family!"

Suddenly Shen Mingyu appeared, and smiled at him, but her words were full of viciousness: "Brother, you want to compete with me for the family property? Are you worthy?"

Beside Shen Mingyu, stood Shen Minglang, with a loving face all over his face: "Mingyu, you are my son, father is proud of you."

As soon as the scene changed, he returned to the Lingjue faction again. He Zhixiao sat in the Xuanhe hall and said condescendingly: "Even if you are looking for a bed warmer, you are better than him... how can he get into yours?" Eyes? Swordsmanship, character, strategy, or appearance?"

What shocked Shen Feiyu into a cold sweat was that Luo Wenchu ​​was sitting next to He Zhixiao, who nodded cooperatively.

The dream suddenly shattered into pieces of sharp glass, reflecting Shen Feiyu's distressed figure.

"Doctor, why does my apprentice have a high fever?" It has been three days since Huntian Village was besieged by the government and various sects in the rivers and lakes. During these three days, Shen Feiyu was ill in bed, and the high fever persisted. At first, the doctor thought it was It was caused by having intercourse for the first time, but when I felt the pulse again, I couldn't help but sigh repeatedly.

"Your disciple is too worried, but there is nothing wrong with your health. If there is no accident, you will wake up today and tomorrow. It's just that you, as a master, need more enlightenment in the future."

"Yes……"

Sending off the old doctor, Luo Wenchu ​​closed the door, returned to the bed, saw Shen Feiyu opened his eyes, and couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Shen Feiyu moved his index finger, touched the head of Linghu lying on the bed, and said to Luo Wenchu, "Master, this disciple wants to tell you a story."

About a poor woman.

Luo Wenchu ​​thought for a while, but instead of interrupting, he grabbed Linghu and sat aside, listening to him quietly.

The woman was originally a lady of every family, but one day, a knight-errant was wounded and broke into the woman's backyard. The woman took him in when she saw him pitiful, and then the two fell in love secretly.The woman's family didn't agree with them being together, so the two went to the countryside to live a simple life together. However, the good times didn't last long, and the knight's enemy chased after him. In order not to hurt the woman, the knight attracted the enemy alone, and the woman waited for a few days. One month later, she suddenly found out that she was pregnant. As a last resort, she asked her family to use their connections to find the knight.

Finally found the knight, but he was already someone else's husband.

The knight-errant became the son-in-law of the Shen family, the number one swordsmithing family in the world, and changed his surname to Shen.Not long after the two got married, Mrs. Shen was diagnosed as pregnant. The whole Shen family rejoiced and looked forward to their young master/miss.

The woman finally left with hatred.

As the weather came and went, the woman gave birth, and gave birth to a pitifully thin little boy, who neither cried nor made trouble, and looked clean and pleasing.

However, the long-standing complaints against the knights and the poor life have planted a bane in the woman's body, and she fell ill immediately after giving birth.

Premonitioning that her time was approaching, the woman finally made a decision and took her son to find a knight. Unfortunately, Mrs. Shen gave birth prematurely, and she gave birth on that day.The woman left the child, walked away, and died not long after.

The baby stumbles and grows up.

with my brother.

The younger brother was born prematurely, with congenital deficiencies, unable to exercise for a long time, which means that the younger brother is doomed to miss martial arts.The frailty brought by his elder brother from the mother's womb made him always smaller in front of his peers. The two were equally weak, and most of the tonics went into his younger brother's mouth.The younger brother has gradually recovered his health. Although he can't be a martial arts hero, he can bully his elder brother with a sword.

For several years in the Spring and Autumn Period, the sword-questioning conference came once every three years as scheduled.

In this year's sword-questioning meeting, Ling Jue sent the immortal genius Luo Wenchu ​​to win the magic weapon Luoshui and give it to the young boy as a gift. Unfortunately, the boy passed by Xuyu Mountain and was caught by bandits, and the bell was lost.

In that sword-questioning meeting, the young man knew his own life experience. He found his mother's grave and knocked his head three times heavily.

Three years later, the Sword Asking Conference will come again.The young man was in the stands, looking down for the seat of the Lingjue faction, but he only saw Luo Wenchu ​​alone.After the meeting ended, Luo Wenchu ​​disappeared without a trace. The young man was discouraged, but he always remembered that agreement.

——"Bring this thing to Feiping Mountain Lingjue Sect to find Luo Wenchu, that is, my subordinate. At that time, even if I have nothing to do with my sleeves, I will definitely do my best to build a shelter for the young master and let you live in it. "

"Now that the token has been lost, will Master break the appointment?"

After quietly listening to this not-too-long story, Luo Wenchu ​​smiled: "How could it be? Your master keeps his word."

Shen Feiyu also smiled.

"But apprentice, you are really not suitable for telling stories."

Shen Feiyu: "..." Is this the point! ?

The kiss without passion | lust fell, Luo Wenchu ​​hugged him, comforting him: "Go to sleep for a while."

Her body was still hot, Shen Feiyu nodded obediently, and closed her eyes.

The sleeping face of the person in his arms was like a childish child, but it reminded Luo Wenchu ​​of that somewhat dim youthful age——

At that time, he first arrived in Liuzhou City.

There are many shops on the bustling street, and decent disciples in self-cultivating attire are constantly coming and going, either looking curiously, or looking solemnly after plastic surgery, a line is neat and orderly, and the peddlers seem to be used to such a scene, selling their own things.

At that time, Qi Wuwei, head of the Lingjue faction, was attracted by the unique sweet-scented osmanthus wine in Liuzhou City as soon as he arrived in Liuzhou City. He waved his hand and asked his daughter and three apprentices to make arrangements for themselves. As a big brother, Luo Wenchu ​​naturally couldn't play alone. I took my little junior sisters to go boating and go down to the lotus pond to dig lotus roots. I was so happy.

While playing around, a cluster of blue clouds surged from the sky, and the lingering autumn rain shook with the wind, enveloping the distant landscape, like ink and painting, and the nose was filled with the fresh fragrance of lotus root, as if in a dream.

Several people hurried back to the street to shelter from the rain with lotus roots in their mouths.

The rain was getting stronger, under the eaves, the rain was like a curtain, and the coolness of late autumn hit her face. Qi Siyu sneezed. He Zhixiao immediately took off his coat nervously and wanted to put it on her. Unexpectedly, someone covered the clothes first. On the little junior sister.

Qi Siyu laughed before saying anything, and Gu Pan beamed with joy: "Senior Brother Feng, you give me the coat, what will you do?"

Feng Yunqin pondered for a while, then smiled: "Why don't you share the clothes with me?"

He Zhixiao stared blankly with his thick neck, and was about to stir up the atmosphere of concubine love around him, when his hand suddenly disappeared.

"Luo Wenchu, why are you snatching my clothes?"

Luo Wenchu ​​pretended to be surprised: "Hey, isn't it because my brother cared about me and took the initiative to hand over the clothes to me?"

"Nonsense! When am I going to give you clothes! I'm for..."

Before he could finish speaking, Luo Wenchu ​​shook off the coat in his hand and covered his head, and rushed into the rain.

"Luo Wenchu, stop! Don't run! Return my clothes!"

The two brothers were chasing and frolicking in the rain, and Luo Wenchu's wanton laughter could be heard from a long distance away.

The raindrops are rolling, and this autumn rain has no intention of stopping.

Even if he is wearing clothes, he will inevitably end up drowned.Luo Wenchu ​​stopped outside a shop selling oiled paper umbrellas, and He Zhixiao, who ran a step behind, was drenched all over, and stood there like a resentful water ghost.

"Return the clothes to you."

After taking over the wet coat, He Zhixiao was so exhausted that he had no time to talk to others, so he could only stare at him bitterly.

"Bajie, it's not that the senior brother said you, the first person to use the method of chasing girls is called fresh, and many people use that is called routine." Ignoring his own senior brother's "don't call that name", Luo Wenchu ​​chose paper When the umbrella came, he picked it up and said, "Seeing that Yunqin has been used, I still want to get it together. It's just asking for fun."

"I didn't think..."

"You think about it."

"I—" He Zhixiao poked his neck, thinking about his behavior just now, and said decadently, "Okay, I thought about it. But so what, I still have a chance before my junior sister is married as another wife. "

Luo Wenchu ​​looked back and stared: "You."

He Zhi Xiao suddenly leaned over, his eyes wet: "Brother, help me."

The puppy-like appearance of the other party made Luo Wenchu's heart soften, and he coughed twice, "I've never chased girls before, how can I help you?"

"Tch, which unmarried girl in Pingai village doesn't miss you?"

Luo Wenchu ​​suddenly couldn't laugh or cry: "Okay, okay, who made your brother and me look like a public lover."

He Zhixiao: "..."

He Zhixiao: "Ugh."

"If you vomit again, I won't help you."

He Zhixiao immediately put away his contemptuous expression: "Brother, please tell me."

"..." Luo Wenchu ​​silently picked up an oil-paper umbrella, opened it and closed it again, "It's important to do what you like, but you don't know."

"If you don't talk about the key points, I will throw you out."

Luo Wenchu ​​raised his eyelids, but didn't take the other party's threats at ease: "Girls, after all, like beautiful things, such as a golden step shaker, or an oiled paper umbrella with embroidered flowers on the surface."

Hearing this, He Zhixiao immediately bought an oil-paper umbrella, "Senior brother is right! The umbrella you are giving now can also protect you from the rain."

Someone did not speak.

The two bought umbrellas each, He Zhixiao was eager to return home, wishing to teleport to the side of his junior sister, and then give the umbrella away, Luo Wenchu ​​walked leisurely, as if he didn't notice the urgency of his junior sister at all.

Suddenly, an ethereal bell sound came through the rain curtain, the sound was clear and crisp, and it lasted for several meters.

Luo Wenchu ​​paused, followed the sound of the bell and turned away, and came to a shelter.

An old couple sat in the shed. Seeing customers coming to the door in the bleak autumn rain, they smiled and said, "Young man, let's take a look. The concentric bell is for the destined person."

The bells hanging on the bracket are connected in series with concentric knots. When the old man shakes the bracket, the bells jingle.

He Zhixiao originally wanted to leave this dawdling elder brother and go back first, but when he heard the old man say the same heart bell, his mind moved slightly, and he took out a few copper coins: "Old man, I'll buy a pair."

"Hey, good."

He Zhixiao looked at Luo Wenchu: "Brother actually likes this little thing?"

"It's not impossible to prepare one for my future daughter-in-law." Luo Wenchu ​​didn't answer his criticism, "Old man, please give me two pairs."

"Why do you buy two pairs? Give them away?"

Luo Wenchu ​​glanced at him, but said nothing.

He Zhixiao took the bell, inexplicably feeling that the other party's eyes were full of pity.

Later, it wasn't until three days before Feng Yunqin and his younger junior sister got married that He Zhixiao didn't know what the more pair of bells were for.

And the umbrella he bought couldn't be given away, because when the two of them found Feng Yunqin and the junior sister, the rain had stopped, and when they handed the umbrella out, Feng Yunqin and the junior sister didn't look very good.

He Zhixiao thought belatedly: Umbrellas, let’s go together.

Can't help roaring in the street: Luo Wenchu, you lied to me again!

At that time, Luo Wenchu ​​was already ringing the bell, and following the wind blowing from the outskirts of the city, they went to the wine shop together and found a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus wine, unaware that the concentric bell in his hand would be given to a young master soon.