The scumbag brother is finally accepted

Green mountains and green waters, smoked willows and painted bridges.The weeping willows on the embankment are swaying, the painted boat crosses the white bridge, the birds are singing and the swallows are dancing on the boat, Wu Nong speaks softly, the West Lake is so beautiful.

There are three or two children on the bridge, chasing each other, holding willow branches in their hands, jumping and jumping like galloping horses.There is an endless stream of pedestrians on the road, and hawkers are selling along the street, and the fiery red candied haws are stuck on wooden sticks, like plump pomegranates.

Although busy and tiring, everyone's face is filled with happy and stable smiles.Work at sunrise and rest at sunset, start a family and start a business, and worry about it. People live for a hundred years. They only work hard around these four words, but they only need to worry about these four words.

The mountains and rivers are safe, the world is peaceful, and there is no danger of life. It is enough for mortals to waste their lives.

The cars outside the building are like flowing water, the horses are like dragons, and the flags are fluttering, making it very lively.In the wine shop, the guests held up the wine jars to chat and talk, drinking and eating meat.With a white towel on his shoulders and two wooden boards in his hand, Xiaoer went to the counter and knocked hard. There was a "bang", the room was immediately quiet, and everyone turned their heads to look at it.

Xiao Er cleared his throat with a cough, and said with a serious smile: "Everyone, it's time to add to the fun today. Brother, I have learned a new script to relieve everyone's boredom."

Every day at noon in the restaurant, Xiaoer would let Xiao Er talk a paragraph, and occasionally sing a song, which was lively and lively.After tea and dinner, after eating and drinking enough, I want to play a few times and have fun.

I saw Xiao Er straightened his back, took out a folding fan from nowhere, and pretended to shake it a few times. After all the judges cast their expectant eyes, he said leisurely: "By the way, a hundred years ago, I approached the sacred mountain. Above, the battle between gods and demons. The sky and the earth are surging, lightning flashes and thunder. There is a shocking explosion, the landslides and the ground crack, and several mountains are razed to the ground. The demon king holds the blood-drinking demon sword, and the sky shines brightly in an instant, and the golden light near the sacred mountain Brilliant. The Nine Sacred Heavens were shrouded in golden light, weeping—"

"Alas, that's not right."

Xiao Er was interrupted just as he started. There was a tall and thick man sitting on the seat. He seemed to have drunk too much, his whole face was red, and he was holding up the wine jar and yelling in a rough voice.

"I've heard about this too. The Demon Lord was obviously trapped by the Nine Saints Heaven. How could he still come out and hold the Demon Sword in his hand? Just talk nonsense."

Xiao Er didn't give in at all, and firmly believed that he was right, and said persistently: "Brother, why didn't you allow the demon to escape? The demon has great powers, and Jiu Shengtian's little trick can't help him, he If it didn't come out, then why do you think the Nine Saints disappeared?"

The man burped, unresponsive under the influence of alcohol, and opened his mouth resentfully, unable to speak.A scholar-like man next to him answered, "Isn't there Dongjun? I heard that Dongjun and Jiu Shengtian are in the same group, so the Demon Lord can really fight both?"

At this time, someone joked: "I said Xiao Liu, don't you only read the books of sages and sages? You also know this kind of anecdote that is spread among the people?"

The scholar was not annoyed, and replied calmly: "I listened to what my grandfather said."

The joking person smiled and asked again: "Who did your grandfather listen to?"

The scholar said: "My grandfather heard what his grandfather said."

As soon as the words fell, the whole room burst into laughter, and the man laughed and said: "So your family takes this kind of rumor as a family treasure."

After the man finished speaking, there was another burst of laughter in the room, and Xiao Er continued, "I've heard that too. Dong Jun is not a good guy, so he took the opportunity to sneak attack, but fortunately, the Demon Lord is very powerful. In the end, it took his life to defeat him." Two things. But it seems that the demon king was also seriously injured, and there are no more rumors about him after that."

When everyone heard the words, they lowered their heads and sighed in unison, as if they were regretting and couldn't bear it.

The sun was setting outside the building.

Lu Qingyuan held an altar of Gushanchun in his hand, and sat on the roof listening to the people in the house talking about the past.

Back then, he used the holy seal to destroy the body of Jiushengtian, and then used half his body to beat it back to the heavenly realm, and he almost lost his life.Xuan Jinyan was insatiable to absorb Lu Qingyuan's internal strength, and finally exploded to death.As for Senior Brother Shen, he was thrown into a snake den and left to fend for himself.

After that, he searched for Shen Mengzhuang while recuperating from his injuries. The world was far and wide, mountains and rivers recovered, but there was no news.He approached Xue Lao, and Xue Lao said that there was nothing he could do without a soul.He went to find Fengtian, but Fengtian said that Shen Mengzhuang's soul could no longer be found in the world.

He never gave up. He has been looking for it so far, but a hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Lu Qingyuan looked at the West Lake in the distance. On the shore of the West Lake, there was a mansion.The gate was closed tightly, and the walls were covered with wisterias and creepers.Two red lanterns are hung under the eaves, and two stone lions guard the house at the gate.

This is what he bought to live with Shen Mengzhuang.

Everything is ready, just waiting for Shen Mengzhuang to come back.

Lu Qingyuan looked at the house, with a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth, he raised the wine jar and took a sip, his brows and eyes were covered with unrelenting sourness.

Orioles sing in spring, and snow falls in winter.He alone endured the scorching sun and walked through glaciers and snowfields.During these 100 years of days and nights, if he hadn't had the only thought in his heart of "the brother will come back, maybe he will find it tomorrow", maybe he would never wake up when he closed his eyes at night.

100 years, how come it has been 100 years.

Lu Qingyuan shook his head with a wry smile, the rich and sweet aroma of wine gradually dissipated between his lips and teeth.He stared at the mansion with deep and dim eyes, as if he wanted to see some figure that fascinated him through the bricks and tiles.

He squeezed out a forced smile, his smile was exhausted, and he murmured in a hoarse voice: "Brother, I'll wait for you for another ten years, if you don't come, I'll go to Huangquan to find you."

After finishing speaking, he snorted softly, as if remembering something, he complained and said: "If you become someone else to lie to me again, I will punish you to kiss me."

As the west fell to the west, the last ray of afterglow shone on Lu Qingyuan's body.He was sitting on the roof, looking up at the brilliant sunset in the sky, perhaps it was too gorgeous, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened.He suddenly wanted to show Shen Mengzhuang whether she was very beautiful, but when he came back to his senses, he found that there was no one around him.

His soliloquies, his joys, his sorrows and sorrows, can only be endured silently now. 100 years of longing and persistence, at this moment, floods my heart like a flood that has burst a bank.His eyes gradually dimmed, he lowered his head, and murmured softly in a voice he couldn't hear clearly: "I miss you so much, brother, I miss you so much."

The past is like a dream, sad to the heart.As spring goes and autumn comes, I look forward to your return every day.

The moon is full and the moon is waning. In the blink of an eye, the Mid-Autumn Festival, the flower market lights are like the day.

At the Mid-Autumn Temple Fair, the bustling crowd had joyful smiles on their faces, and laughter filled their ears.

Lu Qingyuan was still sitting on the roof watching the endless stream of people, hoping to catch a familiar figure among the crowd.

On the willow twigs on the moon, the beautiful woman is with me, and the two shadows stand in the Hualou.On the shore of the West Lake, many men and women squatted, gently placed the lanterns in their hands on the water, watched the lanterns drifting away, and made a wish in their hearts to be a couple forever.

The figures in pairs swayed leisurely in front of his eyes, Lu Qingyuan raised the wine jar and took a sip, all the past came to his mind.

That year he and Shen Mengzhuang went down the mountain to slay demons, and it happened to coincide with the Mid-Autumn Festival fair.Shen Mengzhuang led him and followed the crowd to watch aimlessly.

He felt the warmth from Shen Mengzhuang's palm, and his heartbeat accelerated unconsciously for joy.When she was lowering her head and secretly rejoicing, she suddenly heard Shen Mengzhuang's voice above her head, and said leisurely: "Tonight, the moonlight is beautiful."

Hearing the sound, he raised his head to look at the full moon, nodded and said, "That's right, the moon is extra round tonight, it's so beautiful."

As soon as the words finished, he heard Shen Mengzhuang chuckle, and when he was in doubt, he heard Shen Mengzhuang hesitatingly said: "That...Xiao Jiu, this moonlight is beautiful, not only the moonlight, but also other meanings."

"Ok?"

Lu Qingyuan obviously didn't know what this "other meaning" meant. He looked up at Shen Mengzhuang and blinked, grabbed his sleeve and shook his arm, looking like a child acting coquettishly.

"What's the point? Senior brother, talk quickly."

"What do you mean, that is..."

Shen Mengzhuang looked down at Lu Qingyuan in a mysterious way, his eyes rolled, and he talked about him from left to right.

"That is to say, not only is the moonlight beautiful, but the flowers are also beautiful, the scenery is also beautiful, and the people are even more beautiful."

Lu Qingyuan still looked up at Shen Mengzhuang and blinked. Obviously he didn't understand, so he responded in a daze: "It's beautiful."

Shen Mengzhuang was amused by his bewildered appearance, stretched out his hand to scratch his nose, and said with a wry smile, "Oh, it's just that I like you."

Lu Qingyuan was stunned for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, his eyes gleamed with joy, he hugged Shen Mengzhuang's arm in surprise, and said reluctantly, "What did senior brother just say? I didn't hear clearly, what did senior brother say?"

Shen Mengzhuang looked down at his smirk, knowing that he did it on purpose, but still couldn't help letting him do whatever he wanted.Although there was helplessness in the smile, it was also full of solemnity, she pursed her lips and said with a light smile, "I said, I like you."

The heart hit his chest violently, and the lights reflected in Lu Qingyuan's eyes, as if the sky was full of stars.Lu Qingyuan's entire face flushed immediately, the tip of his nose turned sour, and the corners of his eyes were covered with a blush.He rushed forward and put his arms around Shen Mengzhuang's neck, buried his head in his neck, sniffing the scent of duruo flowers greedily, fascinated.

There are thousands of words in the world.Some people like to praise, some people like to flatter.Some people are looking for a distant place, while others are looking forward to your return.A life of poverty, wind and rain, all just to hear what you want to hear and see the people you want to see.

However, the world of mortals is thousands of miles away, and the world is in trouble.In his life, he only wanted to hear a word and see a person.

That man's name is Shen Mengzhuang.

He said, I like you.

Lu Qingyuan lightly rubbed Shen Mengzhuang's chin with his forehead, with tears in his eyes, he murmured in a sobbing voice: "I'm so happy, I also like senior brother, very, very much."

Shen Mengzhuang let go of Lu Qingyuan, pressed his forehead against his, and said softly, "You like what I said?"

Lu Qingyuan nodded affirmatively.

Shen Mengzhuang chuckled, the voice was extremely soft, lingering in the ears of the two of them, and the ending sound was slightly rising, as if with a fine and dense hook, it hooked Lu Qingyuan's three souls and lost seven souls.That voice blew into his heart from his ears, and every word and sentence smacked of alcohol, making Lu Qingyuan extremely drunk.

He whispered in his ear, "Then, what else do you like?"

Lu Qingyuan looked up at Shen Mengzhuang shyly, stretched out his finger and nodded his lips, mumbling expectantly: "I like senior brother to kiss me."

Shen Mengzhuang smiled softly, his eyes filled with infinite tenderness and love, he lowered his head to hold Lu Qingyuan's thin lips, and the warm touch burned from between the lips and teeth to his heart.In short breaths, a deep kiss was exchanged.

Gently pushing away Lu Qingyuan, Shen Mengzhuang reached out to wipe away the water stains from the corner of his mouth, and asked softly, "Do you like it?"

Lu Qingyuan looked up at Shen Mengzhuang, his cheeks were flushed, and he responded word by word with his lips: "Most, happy, happy."

Shen Mengzhuang stared at the red and swollen lips, lowered his head again and sucked it.

Affectionate and tactful between the lips and teeth, the night is still young, the lights are just on, and the love is strong.

The evening breeze was cool, Lu Qingyuan sat on the roof and drank alone.He threw away the empty wine jar and lay back on the tiles.The laughter was endless, the lights were brightly lit, and the decorations were very lively.

Tonight, the moon and the lamp are still there.

Lu Qingyuan looked at the full moon in the night with deep eyes, and even his breathing was heavy at this moment, as if he was in a dead sea, drifting with the wind and waves.He stretched out his hand and traced the outline of the full moon with his fingertips.

The bright moonlight came out from between the fingers and sprinkled on his face.His fingers tightened slightly, as if he wanted to grasp the misty moonlight, and whispered in a hoarse voice: "Brother, tonight...the moonlight is beautiful..."

The last maple leaf has fallen from the branches, and the autumn has come to an end without a sound.

In the blink of an eye, the heavy snow is flying, and the wintersweet is fragrant.

Going round and round, he was still alone.

A thin layer of ice formed on the lake, snowballs bent the branches, and children wrapped in rice dumplings made noise outside the house.The sky is gradually dimming, every house is brightly lit, and red lanterns are hung high, it is another lively year.

Lu Qingyuan was still sitting on the eaves, looking at the bright lights under the house.The children were playing, their faces and noses were red from the cold, one of them was squatting on the ground, and the other was holding his hand to slide on the ice.

The women were busy in the kitchen with pots and pans. Red and green peppers were cut on the cutting board, waiting to be stir-fried.Strands of white eyes drilled out of the chimney, and mist rose from the lid of the pot. People who came to take a look couldn't help but salivate and say "it smells so good".

Trembling, the old people walked to the chicken shed with a small bowl, grabbed some rice and sprinkled it on the ground, and softly called the chickens to come for food.

The New Year's Eve dinner is served on the table, the family sits around, and the lights are friendly, enough to support a cold winter.

The red lanterns were hung high, and everyone was smiling.Chaimen hears the dog barking, and the childish children laugh and talk a lot. They raise their glasses to celebrate the old and welcome the new, and happily say "Chinese New Year".

Whether it's lively or jubilant, but all of this has nothing to do with Lu Qingyuan.

The sound of firecrackers was crackling from the end of the alley to the end of the alley. Children ran out to watch the dragon and lion dance, and chased the team with lanterns in their hands.

Holding the wine jar in his hand, Lu Qingyuan watched them having fun without restraint.White smoke billowed from under the house, and firecrackers sounded one after another. Amidst the laughter, he actually burst into tears.

He finally...accepted the fact that Shen Mengzhuang had left.

The ice and snow are gradually melting, the grass grows and warblers fly, and the mountains are full of brilliant flowers.

Lu Qingyuan returned to the Demon Realm, took care of it back and forth, and finally summoned the Dark Puppet.

After the dark puppet came in, he was about to kneel down, but was stopped by Lu Qingyuan.He raised his head and heard Lu Qingyuan say: "This seat has abolished the rule of holding the seal of death. From now on, the devil world will appoint people on their merits, and will no longer be bound by the seal of death, and will never invade the dark realm again. The two worlds will not interfere with each other." , those captured people, you let them go back, and you can watch how to stabilize them, I will not ask."

The dark puppet's heart shook, and before he could ask, he heard Lu Qingyuan finally said in a resigned manner: "The devil world is entrusted to you, I don't worry."

"Your honor!"

The dark puppet was shocked and was about to persuade, but when he saw the relieved smile on Lu Qingyuan's face, he knew in his heart that everything was a foregone conclusion.Their hundreds of years of friendship between monarchs and ministers ended here.

The dark puppet lifted the hem of his clothes, knelt heavily on the ground, kowtowed to Lu Qingyuan and said: "Subordinate, I respectfully send you off."

April is fragrant, and the green hills are far away.The mountain is full of youth, and the red is flying over the world of mortals.

Lu Qingyuan took off his black cloak, and put on the former black cyan Taoist uniform.He took off the crown and tied a high ponytail with a hair band.His appearance has not changed at all, he tried to make himself look like the boy he was in the past.

Passing through the barren ruins, with weeds growing under his feet, he came to Anxu Peak.

Eyes full of peach blossoms, the petals are flying in the air, and the ten miles of peach forest in front of me is like a sea of ​​flowers.Lu Qingyuan walked into the forest alone, peach blossoms fluttered around his hair.

He leaned against a peach tree, slowly closed his eyes, the petals fell from the branches, and fell on his head and shoulders.The fallen petals were as colorful as rain, delicate and melancholy, falling all over his body, almost burying him.

Xiao Xiao is dusty, and flowers are falling all over the sky, covering a big dream of life.

He smiled, with gentle eyebrows and eyes, and went to an appointment that would go hand in hand with life and death.

"Brother, I'm here to find you."

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