Strange Tales

The candlelight on the nine-petal lotus lantern is flickering, carrying the so-called wish, drifting to the middle of the river, looking from afar, a piece of light yellow light and shadow circles the small thoughts of people in the world, rippling layer upon layer Shallow ripples.

This almost ancient stone bridge connects the two banks of the river. The willows on the bank look at themselves in the mirror, and even the weeds and wild flowers are more prosperous and soft than those on the side.

"Master will..."

In vain, I was usually eloquent, and I could speak very well when I opened my mouth. At this time, all the words were crumpled in my stomach, and I didn't know what to say for no reason.

"Yeah..." Master raised his eyes, his gentleness was outrageous.

"Ah, it's nothing, I just want to ask Master if he can drink water?"

The words came almost out of my mouth, making me want to slap myself almost immediately.

Xindao: Master must have deeply suspected that I picked up a goblin whose brain had been smashed by the thunder and came back. I am afraid that I am the only one in the world who would ask such a stupid question. Ling Shui Wubo Yufei has skills, obviously he just wanted to ask his master if he would forget a flower demon in the world once he attained the Tao.

I didn't dare to look at Master's expression, so I could only pretend to look at the scenery elsewhere.

Someone flicked his forehead lightly with his fingertips, and his mind was instantly swayed, a little bit embarrassed and a little bit happy, and he couldn't explain clearly.

"It's okay to swim from here to the other side." Master replied very solemnly, and pointed solemnly with his flicking fingertips.

Master has always been like this, although he seldom speaks, he always answers every question, no matter how weird the question is.

Except that time when I asked him why Uncle Yuheng always likes to bully the little white fox on the mountain, Master stared at me for a few times, didn't say a word, turned around and went back to the room and slammed the door, telling me to eat A closed door.

The lotus lantern drifted a little far away, and many people around the 99 bridges also dispersed.

"Xiyan, do you like Qingluo Mountain?"

I nodded and hummed.

"Why do you like Qingluo Mountain?"

For the first time ever, Master actually asked me such a profound question.

Why do you like Qingluoshan?

All kinds of scenery floated by one by one, the sunset flowers all over the mountains and plains, a big pot of mushroom soup, and chestnuts that were well protected in the pile of chestnuts.

In the last scene, there is a man in white with a book in hand.

On Qingluo Mountain, the one who really likes the most is Master.

I thought about it like scratching my ears and cheeks, and then I pretended to be careless and said: "Qingluo Mountain is much better than other places. The mountain has fairy energy, the water has spiritual energy, there are flowers and grass, and there is a bluffing chestnut and a dead squeamish." The little white vixen, and..."

Speaking of this, I glanced at Master, Master gently brushed off the petals that fell on his shoulders just now, saw that I stopped, raised his eyes and happened to meet my eyes, this flower demon was so startled that his heart skipped a beat A beat.

"What else?" Master said.

The night was dark, and it was such a dark place, I just felt that Master's voice was different from usual, it seemed a little eager, Master's temperament is usually gentle and gentle, not rushing or impatient, it is rare to see his tone like this , maybe I just talked about chestnuts, and I didn't even let the little white fox go, and I only forgot the master.

Thinking of this, I almost said with a face as thick as a city wall: "Of course there is also Master. On Qingluo Mountain, my favorite is Master, and nothing else can compare."

Like a little apprentice acting like a baby to the master, with a hint of flattery and flattery, but not overstepping the rules, he can not only hide his little thoughts that he can't express, but also openly speak to others.

It's just that I didn't think that when the words came out, the master didn't say anything for a long time. Could it be that the master noticed something?

On the other side, I was afraid that I would not be able to hide my small thoughts and displease Master, but I heard a low voice.

"It's time to go back."

The voice is low and light, still as warm as the spring breeze in March.

"Yeah." I responded repeatedly, which is very good.

The flower demon flicked off the grass leaves on her body, and took off the cocklebur fruit that was wrapped around her coat at some point, before she started to walk, and the master walked behind.

Only the master seemed to sigh lightly, and said: "It will be fine..."

I was at a loss when I heard it. I had heard a few words vaguely in a sentence, and it was common sense that I didn't understand it.

I pulled out the dogtail grass I was biting in my mouth, thinking wildly in my mind, could it be that I just reminded Master of the past, hey, I really shouldn’t just say that I like Master, there must have been people in the past Master said this.

My mind was in a mess, and I was walking in a daze.

"Well, take it easy, it hurts..."

"Like it"

"like......"

"Do you still want it?"

"Want...want to..."

"Whatever you want, I won't give it to you unless you tell me..."

"I want... want you to come in..."

The voice faded away, leaving only a low voice that sounded like fuck.

The demon's hearing is very sensitive, this place is rather dark and rare, it is really a good place for secret sex in the middle of the night, but the flower demon is still stunned in place like a thunder, it is really no wonder to me, just now you said I will It is true that there are two men.

To be sure, the flower demon followed the sound and looked over. I was afraid that I would get corns for a while. I was so shocked that I turned around and took a few steps back in panic. There was a "bang", dazzled by the pain, and the flower demon let out a muffled snort. In her haste, she didn't forget to cover both ears of Master. A person like Master, who is like a breeze in the mountains, definitely can't listen to this person. The voice of the world.

The long needle eye is better for the flower demon alone.

But it seemed that it was too late, the master moved my hand covering his ear, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Teach you to run around!"

It was obviously a scolding, but it was soft and gentle when it was heard in the ears.

Strange things happen every year, especially this year.

Walking around casually, and meeting someone who is in love in the wild, there are still two sons alive.

Master didn't know if he was frightened, he was usually not close to women, and he was elegant and upright, as if he had no desires or desires, and his eyes were empty, suddenly he saw such a scene one day.

I really couldn't keep my imagination going, grabbed the master's wrist and ran all the way, it would be better if I stayed far away from this place, if I was found out, I would inevitably spoil people's interest, and I would live like a big vegetable oil lamp.

When he reached the bridge, Fangcai suddenly withdrew his paws, thinking that something was wrong, and said to himself: "If the master asks me what I saw, I will say that I saw nothing. If the master asks me what I heard, I will also say that I didn't see anything." hear."

Although I feel that this lie is too blatant, but the person who tells it thinks it is true, and the person who listens thinks it is true, it doesn't matter whether it is true or not.

Obviously I was too worried, Master didn't ask at all, I sneaked a glance from the corner of my eye, although this flower demon felt that this action was really insignificant, it didn't fit Moonlight Flower at all, but in order not to fall Master's complexion changed, no matter how wretched it was.

The thin red gradually dissipated, and the original paleness returned, with a trace of coldness, eyes drooping, and the corners of the lips pursed, as if being bullied.

I looked at it secretly for a long time, and felt that such a master is really cute, and I don't know where the fright I was just now got into.

"Master, Master, Junior Brother..."

Zhazahuhu, I started shouting from a long distance, and I didn't stop shouting until I came to the front.

Lizi rubbed the corners of his sleeves vigorously, tears rolled in the frame, with a look of grievance on his face, he struggled for a long time and said slowly: "I thought... I thought Master didn't want me, but just now I bumped into you again. I got on that little tigress, she snatched my lotus lantern and said no one wants me."

Li Zi grabbed the corner of my clothes, and the more he talked, the more wronged he was, and he cried until his nose burst into tears. It was really terrible, and he couldn't stop crying, and the snot even went to me.

I sighed, and said: "Chestnuts, it is said that eating chestnuts can teach people to be more flexible. I think you are eating it for nothing."

Li Zizhong looked at Master sadly, then at me, and said, "I didn't find it just now, I thought..."

I felt guilty at his glance, and asked casually, "Why do you think so?"

"I thought Master and Junior Brother eloped."

"..."

"..."

Lizi actually knows the word elopement, thinking about it with his toes, and he also knows how Master Yuheng has poisoned Qingluoshan, even Lizi. According to Master Yuheng himself, the erotic pictures he has seen can have a box There are so many, and they are not heavy, it is really a disaster for thousands of years.

The master coughed lightly, clearly reminding that his words were wrong just now, Li Zi covered his mouth in panic, and said: "No, it's not an elopement, it's a tryst, yes, a tryst."

This time, Master's face turned even paler, and it could not be ruled out that he was very angry.

Chestnut must have done it on purpose, this kid, last time he cut off his food for one night, he just made a note of it.

Ruanrou Township is brightly lit, and what comes out is not the smell of sticky powder, but the fragrance of orchids. The arty young masters and young masters naturally rush over, and people come and go in front of the door.

Under a Pisces lamp, the calligraphy and painting scholar who I saw during the day was sitting on a small bench, concentrating on reading a book that should be the Four Books and Five Classics. His eyebrows and eyes are gentle, like jade, but people come and go. But no one stopped in front of the booth, even taking a quick glance.

I tugged on Master's sleeve, motioned him to wait for me, then walked to the stall, flipped through it casually, the handwriting was neat and elegant, and the paintings were very delicate, why no one cares about them, it's really frustrating suspect.

The scholar probably put his heart into his studies, and he didn't know that there would be business coming to his door for a long time. Seeing this, I quietly retreated.

Master took a deep look at me, then at the scholar, and said for a while, "He's also an idiot."

I didn't understand what he meant, but when I was about to ask, the master had already entered the inn, Li Zi pretended to be profound and said: "There are many idiots since ancient times, one, two, three or four."

I thought to myself: It’s not about eating chestnuts, but one, two, three or four