How can quick travel be full of scumbags?

Momo pear blossoms are in full bloom, and catkins fly away one after another. When the heavy snow falls, it creates the illusion of spring flowers blooming.

Kui walked into the inner hall with a basin of water in his hand, the steam was rising from the surface of the water, it was obvious that Kuu had been warming with internal force.

The room was so quiet that there was no atmosphere. He lifted layers of purple gauze curtains, walked to the bedside and knelt down.

The veil was wrung out, and the fluffy white skin was carefully stroked. The person lying down slept deeply as usual, and there was no sign of waking up.

Ku looked at his peaceful appearance, releasing all the originally forbearable emotions in his eyes, admiring, missing, and distressed, and a trace of helplessness that could not be answered.

Since that day, the Lord has become very lethargic, because each time the time of deep sleep is getting longer and longer, he finally couldn't help worrying about asking...

So why do you want to treat Wan Tujue so well?

Fingers gently brushed away the hair sticking to the corner of Jian Shou's mouth, and casually brushed against the soft lips, showing a wry smile. Rather than saying that the Lord trusts him, it is better to say that he doesn't care whether he knows or not.

This person doesn't seem to care about anything, he doesn't care about his physical condition, and he doesn't care whether his efforts are rewarded.

The short hours in the secret realm lasted ten days and a half months in reality. During his absence, all the forces in Wusi Pavilion began to move around.

This is obviously Wan Tujue's handwriting, and Ku mentioned it to Jian Shou cryptically, but Jian Shou just mentioned it as if he didn't understand it.

Now I don't understand what I want to come here, his master, he has perfected the skill of pretending to be deaf and dumb, but it is so perfect.

Once again, a barrier was set up in the bedroom, and Ku retreated lightly. There was only a door separated, but it seemed like two different seasons.

Because no internal force was used to keep warm this time, the water in the basin quickly cooled down and froze.

Both feet stepped on the snow-covered ground without leaving footprints or making a sound, and the other party did the same. Ku only came back to his senses when he saw the feet in front of him.

When two people look at each other, it's like looking at a flawless mirror.

"Dry."

"I seem to have said not to appear in front of me."

Meteor nodded seriously: "Well, you said it, but I don't want to abide by it."

Disgust flashed in Ku's eyes: "You really think I won't kill you!"

Yun said solemnly, "With your current cultivation, you still can't kill me."

He can be invisible at any time, even Jian Shou can hardly detect it after being invisible.

Ku let out a breath and loosened his shoulders, as if he was not as stern as before: "Why did you come to see me?"

However, Yun knew that he was just suppressing his anger in his heart, he paused and said: "I want you to leave Jian Shou."

As if he had heard a funny joke, Ku Fan asked, "Then, would you like me to ask you to stop Wan Chengjue from rebelling?"

Yun frowned and obviously had some objections to the word rebellion: "You should know that the former Pavilion Master separated us to ensure that Wusi Pavilion would not fall into the hands of outsiders."

Ku didn't want to talk about the past with him: "I don't care what happened in the past, now Jian Shou is the master of the pavilion and also my master. Since we each serve as masters and perform our duties, it is best not to communicate with each other forever."

His eyes were full of determination: "But if you want to hurt the Lord, you'd better kill me first!"

After Ku finished speaking, he and Yun walked past each other, Yun lowered his head and his eyes were deep in thought, he was thinking about how to save his younger brother's life after Jian Shou's defeat.

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The passage of time is actually nothing to a cultivator, everything passes in a blink of an eye, and it would be too cumbersome to remember all the festivals of the mortal world.

But after leaving the Meridian Forest and looking at the snow all over the sky, Wan Tujue suddenly became interested in spending a New Year's Day with Ajian.

Although Jian Shou was not interested in anything, when he saw Wan Chengjue's expectant eyes, he nodded and agreed.

Wan Tengjue was obviously very happy, dressed up for Jian Shou and set off on the road.

Baishui City is built along the Baishui River. Because it is very close to the realm of self-cultivation, not only practitioners often come and go in the city, but there are also auctions of various self-cultivation items.

It happened to be New Year's Eve when Wan Tujue and Jian Shou arrived in Baishui City.

Even the plaques of the city gates were hung with festive red cloths, and the lanterns hung symmetrically, and the snowflakes stuck to them and melted away.

Because the flow of people returning to the city is very large these days, the guards guarding the city did not make any further inquiries when they saw Jian Shou wearing a bamboo hat, and the two entered the city easily.

Towards night, rows of red lanterns have been lit up along the street, the snow on the street has been swept away, hawkers are setting up stalls and shouting on it, and pedestrians are frolicking and frolicking, it looks extremely lively.

The desolate demeanor of the two didn't match the noise around them, coupled with Wan Qijue's handsome and cold appearance and thin clothes, they attracted the attention of many women in the boudoir. This man looked like a monk at first glance!

Beside him is a person wearing a bamboo hat, whose figure doesn't look like a woman's, but judging by her fairy-like gait, her appearance must be not bad!

Two delicate women pushed and walked up to the two of them. The young lady in white fur coat was more courageous, looking at Wan Tujue's eyes full of shyness, she said, "Can I invite you to join us?" Do you want to go to the riverside to enjoy the lantern scene?"

Wan Teng never spoke, but his eyes fell on the woman in red beside her. She had pretty eyes but was too arrogant, and her figure was slender but too weak.

What disgusted him the most was that the woman had been sizing up Ah Jian unscrupulously, her eyes were hot and full of interest, and Wan Tujue stood in front of Jian Shou with warning eyes.

Seeing that Wan Tujue's eyes seemed to be fixed on someone else, Jian Shou thought that he was very interested in her, so he lowered his eyelids and took a step back, but Wan Tujue grabbed his hand and walked away with big strides.

The neglected woman in white took a deep breath, patted her flushed cheeks, and smiled awkwardly. The woman in red turned her head and glanced, and saw that there was something that the two people were holding hands that they didn't understand. The woman in white said, "Let's go."

Jian Shou was puzzled and asked, "You don't like those two women?"

Wan Tujue turned to look at him: "Don't you like it?" There was a dim light in Ru Mo's eyes, as if if Jian Shou said something he didn't like, he would immediately pounce on him and take a bite!

Jian Shou told the truth, shaking his head slightly: "I don't have any other feelings."

Wan Tengjue smiled in satisfaction, his originally sharp eyebrows and eyes seemed to have turned into a warm spring color, he leaned close to Jian Shou's ear and said: "Well, I know you only have feelings for me, both your heart and body."

After finishing speaking, he squeezed Jian Shou's palm vaguely, his cheeks under his bamboo hat were slightly flushed, and the beating speed in his chest began to increase, he hurriedly pushed Wan Teng away and never spoke again.

Wan Tujue didn't tease him anymore, and led him to walk among the crowd.

The child's young and shrill laughter and shouts were very clear, and there was no way to run around, and accidentally bumped into Jian Shou.

Jian Shou barely moved, but the child sat down on the ground, and was almost picked up by Wan Tengjue by pinching his neck. Fortunately, Jian Shou pulled the child up quickly.

The child was still strong, didn't cry, and said "thank you and sorry" to Jian Shou.

Wan Tengjue had a fierce look on his face: "Walk carefully when walking, be careful throwing you into the river to feed the fish!"

Jian Shou was surprised, how could such a big man still care about a child.

The child trembled with fright, but he stuck his neck and made a face at Wan Tujue, and ran away in a hurry.

Wan Tengjue raised his eyebrows as if to catch up, Jian Shou slightly raised the corners of his mouth, feeling that today's Wan Tengjue was a little childish, so he softened his tone: "Okay, let's go to the river to see the lantern scene."

Because there were so many people, many of them passed by the corners of Jian Shou's clothes, Wan Tujue wished he could hug him into his arms and hide him so that no one could touch him!

But I can only think about it, Ah Jian's skin seems to be getting thinner and thinner recently.

The tributary of the Baishui River goes deep into the city, and many restaurants and attics stand beside the water. Many boats full of lanterns are moored in the middle of the river, which are reflected in the water and flicker with the swaying water waves, as if it is another world of fiery trees and silver flowers.

People on the bank were in pairs, holding lanterns in one hand and fireworks in the other, admiring all kinds of lantern riddles and couplets hanging on the red strings, but Jian Shou's eyes fell on a sycamore tree on the bank .

The snow has stopped, but the branches of the sycamore trees are covered with white snow, as if white leaves and white flowers have grown, and they are independent and warm in this bustling night market.

Jian Shou walked towards it, and the evening wind blew away the veil under the bamboo hat, revealing a sharp and thin chin.

At the same time, a blind old man who was sitting on the corner raised his head. Although he was blind, he walked very steadily. He went straight to Jian Shou and stopped him.

"My lord, is there a portrait?"

Jian Shou stopped in his tracks and looked at him. The old man was hunched over and wearing simple clothes. His thick beard covered half of his face. His old eyes had white shadows, and he didn't focus when looking at people.

How can a blind man paint?Jian Shou could see that Wan Tujue had reacted naturally, but when he detected it, he found that the old man had no cultivation at all, and he should be a mortal.

Jian Shou refused: "No need."

The old man was still inviting: "Young master, don't look blind, but I am not blind. I will definitely be able to draw the most similar portraits for you."

Ah Jian's face couldn't be seen clearly at all, this old man was really boastful, Wan Tengjue thought he was asking for money, so he took out a few copper coins from the storage ring and wanted to send him away.

The old man held the few copper coins in his hands like dead wood, smiled and said: "Thank you, my lord, I'm going to make portraits for you!"

After speaking, he tremblingly walked back to the art booth on the corner with a cane.

Jian Shou didn't need any portraits, and seeing Wan Tujue sent him away, he continued to walk towards the sycamore tree.

Wan Tengjue followed and saw Jian Shou put his hands on the rough skin of the trunk, and asked, "Ah Jian, what kind of tree is this?"

The bark under the palm of the hand is very cool, with deep lines, Jian Shou's fingertips nodded: "Sycamore."

Indus?For some reason, the flowery sycamore tree in the Wusi Pavilion and that magnificent face appeared in Wan Tujue's mind, which was beautiful but also disgusting.

So he said: "I hate Indus."

Jian Shou's withdrawn hand paused for a moment, and then he clenched it into a fist at his side, his voice remained steady: "Really, why do you hate it?"

Wan Tengjue made no secret of his prejudice: "Because the sycamore tree always reminds me of a very hateful person, I hate him so I hate sycamore."

Jian Shou lowered his eyes and nodded lightly, "I see."

Know what?Wan Teng didn't understand but didn't want to continue this topic anymore. He stretched out his hand and stroked the long hair wrapped around Jian Shou's shoulders, and said softly, "Ah Jian, thank you for spending the holiday with me, I am very happy."

Jian Shou kept his back to him, Wan Tujue's hand was still on his shoulder, he wanted to avoid it but in the end he didn't move, he said again: "I see."

The soft tip of the pen is stained on the white rice paper, and the colorful and flickering lights on the river bank and the river are painted, the sycamore tree dotted with white snow is painted, and the two people standing next to each other under the tree are painted.

It seemed that a gust of wind had blown away the white gauze hat of the man in Tsing Yi, revealing a handsome face.

The old man's speed is not fast, but it is better than the detailed similarity. At the end, there is a touch of bright red at the end of the eyes of the man in Tsing Yi. When he puts away the painting with satisfaction and then looks up, the figures of the two people are gone, only the lonely shadow of the tree is left .

At this time, the two were lying on the tiled roof of the attic, with the vast and empty sky above and the bustling downtown below, as if they were on the dividing line.

There were several empty wine jugs beside Wan Tengjue, overflowing with the pure and strong aroma of wine, a drunken blush appeared on his cold and stiff cheeks, he half-closed his eyes and bit his tongue when he spoke:

"Ajian, I will go back to Wusi Pavilion tomorrow, and I will take back everything that belongs to me."

Jian Shou has already taken off his bamboo hat. Although he has not touched a drop of wine but can smell the wine, he actually feels that his eyes are foggy and can't see the distance clearly.

Wan Tujue didn't get a response from Jian Shou, he grabbed his hand tentatively, stroked it repeatedly and interlocked his fingers together: "Ajian, will you always be by my side?"

Not anymore……

"I need to go back to the pendant to recuperate during this time. I have been out for too long."

Wan Tujue was very reluctant, turned over and pressed Jian Shou under him, and gave him a deep kiss.

They seldom kiss, because it is always difficult for Wan Tujue to find the exact position, but at this moment they fit perfectly.

Wan Tengjue kissed very hard, taking breath and taking breath again, Jian Shou looked at the thick black eyelash feathers close at hand, kissed back gently, and then pushed it away.

His back fell heavily on the tiles, making a "crack, click" sound, but Wan Tujue smirked because of Jian Shou's kiss back: "Haha, Ah Jian, I allow you to cultivate for a period of time, but once it is over, you must appear in the By my side."

"Bang! Bang! Bang..." Suddenly, colorful fireworks bloomed in the sky, covering the entire sky.

The deafening crackling sound and people's cheers and blessings made Wan Tengjue miss Jian Shou's reply.

He said, "No more..."

I won't be with you anymore because you don't like it.