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He felt that the tips of his ears were scalded by the man in white, he lowered his head and murmured, and asked, "Am I really Wen Yang? But why did Tu Ling and Wusu call me Yun Guzhen?"

The man in white groaned, "Do you believe me?"

He suddenly raised his head and stared at the other party's cold eyes.

Facing a person who has only met for one night, it would be too far-fetched for him to trust him so easily, but he doesn't know what's wrong with him. Seeing this person in front of him, he always feels inexplicably at ease.

So he obeyed his own will and said, "Believe it, I think you are a good person." At the end, he added a sentence by mistake: "You are also very good-looking, you should be a beauty with a kind heart and a kind heart."

After he finished speaking, there seemed to be some incomplete flakes flashing in his mind, but soon, it was obliterated by another extremely vague thing and disappeared.

The man in white lowered his eyes and stopped looking at him.

But his fingertips rubbed lightly on the tips of his ears. His ears were itchy and his heart was trembling. He blushed and whispered, "Can you please stop rubbing my ears, it's so itchy..."

The man in white paused, as if he also realized that something was wrong with his actions.Silently withdrew the hand rubbing the tip of his ear.

At this time, a gust of wind suddenly blew up in the courtyard, and the branches were shaken and rustled.He raised his sleeves to cover the oncoming wind and sand, and waited until the wind subsided before putting down the sleeve robe. He looked at the man in white beside him, but found that the man's eyes were falling on the tree in front of him. He followed the man's line of sight Looking over, he saw a figure in Tsing Yi under the tree.

Most of the body of the man in Tsing Yi was covered under the shade of the tree, only one face was still clear, he fixed his eyes on the other's face, and suddenly felt a sense of familiarity in his heart.The man in Tsing Yi seemed to be aware of his scrutiny, and walked a few steps from the shade of the tree, and a beautiful young face appeared from under the tree.

After seeing this face clearly, he opened his eyes slightly, and said in surprise, "Why do you look so similar to me?"

The man in green opened his mouth, as if he was about to speak, but the man in white suddenly stood in front of him, covering his eyes from the other side.

The man in white said coldly: "Get out of his soul."

The man in Tsing Yi was silent for a moment, then said: "I just want to fulfill a long-cherished wish."

When the man in white heard the words, his face turned cold again, "Ruan Yan, the chief culprit of the Yun Family's extermination, is dead, and Wusu, who murdered Tu Ling and brought disaster to the Bone Master Kingdom, is dead, why are you dissatisfied?"

The man in Tsing Yi looked confused, and murmured: "Are they all dead..."

As he listened to the conversation between the two, his mind became even more confused.Tu Ling and Wu Su were clearly alive and well, why did the other party insist that both Tu Ling and Wu Su were dead?

He thought for a moment, and a strange feeling emerged in his heart again. He scrutinized the man in Tsing Yi, but he heard him say: "I don't know, I don't know what my long-cherished wish is."

He frowned and asked, "You also forgot something?"

"I..." The man in Tsing Yi looked at him hesitantly, and finally said: "Maybe, I really forgot."

The man in white said: "Since you have forgotten, you shouldn't pull him into your memory. He is not Yun Guzhen, nor will he become Yun Guzhen." The man in white paused, "You are just a wisp of wisp now Cannian, even if you force him to become you, you will not be able to live again, and you will even kill him."

The man in Tsing Yi shook his head, and turned his eyes to him, "I just wanted to fulfill my long-cherished wish."

The eyes of the man in Tsing Yi looking at him seemed to be filled with helpless grief, but also seemed to hide a misty daze.He was stunned for a moment, and said, "Otherwise, if you tell me, maybe I can help you finish it?"

"Yun Guzhen, I'm back!" Tu Ling's hearty voice suddenly sounded behind him, and he and the man in Tsing Yi looked back at the same time, and saw Tu Ling jumping down from the corridor railing and striding towards him.

Tu Ling really changed into a blue robe, walked up to him at this moment, saw the body of the silver wolf covered by leaves on the ground, and asked, "What are you doing? Do you want to bury it?"

Before he could speak, he saw that the man in Tsing Yi had already walked up to Tu Ling, looked down at the wolf, and sighed for a while, "Fool, I'm so tired of blood, and I still want to give me a piece of it!" A bloody wolf..."

But Tu Ling didn't realize it, and fixed his eyes on him.

The man in Tsing Yi was stunned for a moment, then slowly raised his eyes to look at him, with a faint smile on his lips, "Uncle, I really forgot about it."

The next moment, another gust of wind blew up in the courtyard, and all the leaves covering the wolf's body rolled towards the sky, and the man in Tsing Yi disappeared at the same time.

He was stunned, and subconsciously looked at the man in white behind him, only to find that the man in white was gone.Tu Ling patted his shoulder lightly, "Yun Guzhen, why are you distracted again!"

He recovered and said, "No."

Tu Ling said: "I'm a big living person standing in front of you, you can't even see it, and you said that you haven't lost your mind." His cheek was pinched by Tu Ling, "You still don't take Brother Tu Ling to heart ?”

He squinted his eyes, stretched out his hand to hold Tu Ling's wrist, and squeezed it hard. Tu Ling's expression froze slightly, and he quickly let go of his face, and said, "Yun Guzhen, you are too cruel to brother."

He withdrew his hand and said, "I don't remember having your brother of a different race in my family."

Tu Ling shook the wrist he had pinched, glanced around his face, and suddenly changed the subject: "Do you not like wolves?"

He frowned, suddenly recalled what the man in Tsing Yi said just now, and blurted out: "I'm tired of blood."

Tu Ling pondered for a moment, then quickly took off his coat and put it on the wolf corpse, and said to him, "It's because I didn't think well."

He said, "You didn't know beforehand."

However, Tu Ling had put away her usual indifference, and said with a serious expression, "Next time I won't give you anything with blood on it."

He thought for a while, and said sincerely, "Actually, you don't need to give me anything."

Hearing this, Tu Ling's expression became strange. He bent down and carried the wolf corpse on the ground behind his shoulders, pointed to the top of the roof, and said, "Youshi, I'll wait for you up there."

He asked, "What?"

Tuling walked away with the wolf on his shoulders, without looking back, he said, "I will make amends to you."

Looking at Tu Ling's figure that was drifting away, a few unspeakable emotions suddenly arose in his heart.This kind of emotion is like a hazy gauze covering him. On the one hand, it makes him feel strange and weird, as if this emotion is not his own. On the other hand, he feels the same and has to admit this emotion.It's really weird.

He looked back at the empty courtyard, but he couldn't find the figure of the man in white. He went back to the room feeling a bit disappointed, and continued to catch up on sleep.

Youshi woke up from his sleep, and when he went out of the room and passed the courtyard, he saw Tu Ling sitting on the roof waiting for him as expected, and when he saw him coming, he waved to him and said, "Come up quickly!"

He stood there thinking for a moment, then decided to go up.

He jumped up and stepped on the tree stump to the roof. He walked up to Tu Ling and just sat down next to him, when the other party handed him something.He took a look and found that it was a jar of wine.

Tu Ling handed it to him, and said seriously, "I'll make amends for you."

He hesitated for a while, but did not take the jar of wine, "I don't drink."

Tu Ling said with a smile: "This is the wine brewed in our Gushi country. You can't drink it at your house." After finishing speaking, he lifted the cover on the wine jar, and a strong sweet fragrance of grapes filled the air. In the air, "Taste." Tu Ling passed the wine a little closer to him.

He lowered his head and looked into the open jar. The deep red wine exuded a clear luster under the sunlight, making it very attractive.He finally raised his hand and took a sip.Tu Ling seemed to be looking forward to his reaction, with bright eyes, he asked impatiently, "How does it taste?"

He wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and replied truthfully: "Sweet." After speaking, he raised his head and took another sip.

Tu Ling asked him, "Do you like sweet things?"

"I like it." He put down the wine jar abruptly, shook his head after speaking, "I don't like it."

Tu Ling said, "Do you like it or not?"

He frowned slightly, with a look of hesitation on his face, and said for a while, "It should be, but I don't like it."

"Well, I thought you would like it." Tu Ling seemed a little disappointed, the light in his eyes dimmed a lot.The other party stretched out his hand, intending to take the wine in his hand, "Then I'll get another wine."

He backed away the hand holding the wine and said, "That's all." He drank a few more sips.The mellow and sweet wine entered his throat, but he didn't feel repulsed. Instead, a thought came to his mind, thinking that the wine would taste better if it was a little sweeter.

Tu Ling froze, and suddenly laughed, then picked up a jar of wine and drank it.

As the sun set, the remaining clouds in the sky looked like blood, making the sky above more crimson.

He put down the wine jar, looked at a smear of cloud in the sky, and suddenly asked, "Where did Wusu go?"

Tu Ling also put down the wine jar, her complexion was slightly red, and she replied, "She has gone to the palace."

"What are you going to do in the palace?"

Tu Ling said: "I don't know, she likes to hang out in the palace all the time when she has nothing to do. I don't know what there is that makes her flock to it."

He groaned and stopped talking.

Tu Ling suddenly moved her head up, stared at him for a while, and asked, "Why do you care so much about Wusu?"

He stepped back a few inches, "Just asking casually."

Tu Ling leaned forward again, raised his fingers and said: "Since you came to the Gushi country, we lived together. You have asked Wusu in front of me more than once—" Tu Ling withdrew his hand suddenly, frowned and said : "Can't count with two hands."

He tilted his head slightly to avoid Tu Ling's breath coming towards his face when he spoke.Seeing this, Tu Ling turned around and chased after him, staring at him with fiery eyes, "Am I treating you badly?"

He was taken aback by Tu Ling's eyes, thought about it, and replied, "It's okay."

Tu Ling narrowed her eyes and said, "Then why do you like Wusu?"

Before the thoughts in his mind turned around, his mouth took a quick step, "I don't like her, I only think of her as my savior. If she hadn't saved me that day, I would have died in the desert. Naturally, I have to repay her for accepting her love, so I have to pay more attention to her on weekdays."

Hearing this, Tu Ling's expression suddenly became a little strange.He was silent for a while, and said, "Sometimes, what the eyes see is not necessarily true."

The words changed a little quickly, and he was confused, "What do you want to say?"

Tu Ling coughed, "How did you decide that Wusu saved you?"

He thought for a while and said, "When I was rescued in the desert, before I fell into a coma, I accidentally caught a glimpse of the rescuer wearing a woman's sarong."

Tu Ling said: "It's just a skirt, how can you be sure that Wusu saved you?"

He didn't answer, but recalled the scene in his mind.

He remembered that day after he was rescued from the desert, he woke up in a tent.After asking the people in the camp, he found out that the people in the camp were a caravan going to the Bone Master Country, and all the caravans were men except Wusu. Based on what he saw before he fell into a coma, he decided that Wusu It is the person who saved him.When he asked Wusu about it afterwards, Wusu didn't deny it either.

Seeing that he remained silent, Tu Ling seemed to remember the situation at that time, and said in a muffled voice, "The person wearing the skirt may not necessarily be a woman..."

He glanced at Tuling suspiciously, and said, "The one wearing the skirt is not a woman, can it be a man?"

Tu Ling's eyes wandered for a moment, "That's not necessarily true."

He groaned, and said: "It seems that this man must have some shady hobbies."

Tu Ling's complexion suddenly became ugly, "Is there any shady hobby, maybe it's just being accidentally bumped into and misunderstood."

Before he spoke, he drank the remaining sip of wine in the jar, and when he put down the jar, Tu Ling's face suddenly enlarged in his field of vision, so close at hand.He froze for a moment, and hurriedly retreated to the side, but accidentally touched the tiles of the roof, slipped his hand, and was about to fall off the roof, "Be careful!"

Tu Ling grabbed his hand and pulled him backwards. The tiles under him were swept away by their pushing and fell off the roof with a clang.

He didn't feel much himself, but saw Tu Ling looking at him in shock, "Why are you distracted again, you almost fell!"

He looked down at Tu Ling holding his hand, and said, "It's okay."

Tu Ling froze for a moment, let go of his hand, and took a few steps back with a stiff expression.

The sky has completely dimmed, but there are no stars and no moon, only a few lights burning in the courtyard, exuding a false light.

When the night wind blew up, a yellow withered leaf suddenly fell into the open wine jar.

He looked up and saw a figure in Tsing Yi on the other side of the roof.

It was the man in Tsing Yi who called him "Uncle" in the courtyard during the day.

The man in Tsing Yi showed him a gentle smile, and then all his eyes fell on Tu Ling.

Tu Ling's body was tense and her back was straight, but her eyes were looking at the void ahead without blinking, as if she was in a trance.

He opened his lips and wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know what to say, he only felt that his heart was sore, he couldn't vomit quickly, but he had nothing to say.

He was silent for a moment, then got up suddenly, and said to Tu Ling, "I'm going back to my room first."

Tu Ling seemed to be hesitant to speak, but after a long while, she finally nodded and said, "Okay."

He jumped off the roof and went straight back to the house.

After pushing open the door, he suddenly found a figure in white standing in the dark room.He froze for a moment, suddenly many scenes flashed before his eyes, and a familiar feeling surfaced from the bottom of the water, as if the scene at this moment had been experienced by him before.

The room suddenly lit up, and candles were lit.

"Brother Immortal!" He ran to the other party and looked up at the other party, "I thought you left with another person and didn't come back."

The man in white said: "No." After finishing speaking, his eyebrows frowned slightly, "What did you call me?"

He raised his lips and said with a smile: "Brother Immortal...you didn't tell me your name. I can only call you that." Although he has never seen an immortal, but the other party has such a good-looking appearance. Only immortals can be born.That's why he wanted to call it that way.

The man in white was silent for a while, and said, "Wen Yang, you are drunk."

He didn't realize he was drunk, so he smiled and called again: "Brother Immortal."

The man in white said in a deep voice, "Don't call me that."

"But you refused to tell me your name." He suddenly felt a little lost, "I don't know how to call you."

The man in white said: "Except for this title, everything else is fine."

He pondered, and tentatively said: "...Then I will call you, brother?"

The man in white was speechless for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes."

The cold wind swept into the house, and the fire flickered, and the fire in the room flickered for a moment.

He yawned inappropriately, drunkenness and drowsiness seemed to come to his head at the same time.The man in white said to him, "It's time for you to sleep."

He nodded, took off his shoes with eyes wide open, and lay down on the bed.

After the man in white closed the door and window for him, he came to his bed and was about to lift the curtain and blow out the candles when he suddenly called out: "Brother."

The men in white clothes paused and looked down at him.

He pursed his lips tightly and asked the confusion in his heart: "Am I going to die?"

The candle went out without a sound, and the remaining blue smoke billowed up, lost in the darkness without a trace.

"You will not die." A deep voice sounded from above his head, "You will not die." The man repeated.

He tightened the quilt around his body and opened his eyes to see the other person's face clearly, but he could only see a shadow.

He lowered his eyes.

Although his mind was very chaotic, and he still had many vague and weird feelings in his heart from time to time, but from the conversation between the man in white and the man in Tsing Yi, he probably guessed something.The man in white said that Wusu and Tu Ling were dead, and he, who lived with these two dead people, was either dead or not far away.

"Brother." He asked, "Is Tu Ling really dead?"

The man in white hummed, "What you see now is what he looked like when he was alive."

He frowned, and suddenly felt a little sad in his heart, "I seem to like Tu Ling. I feel uncomfortable when I hear that he died." After he finished speaking, his brows were more tightly frowned, and he said in a trance: "But I feel that I It shouldn't be the one who likes Tu Ling." It should be another person who he likes.

The man in white was silent for a moment, then said: "Do you still remember the man in Tsing Yi I saw during the day?"

"remember."

"He is Yun Guzhen." The man in white said, "You can also say he is Yun Guzhen."

He froze, his eyes became confused, "He is Yun Guzhen, so who am I?"

"Your name is Wen Yang, and your name is Xiaer." The man in white murmured in a low voice, "Xia is the flawless flaw of white jade."

He said yes, his body was swept by drowsiness, his eyelids were lightly closed, and he felt drowsy.He vaguely said, "Brother, are you still there tomorrow..."

The shadow printed on the bed curtain moved, and after a while, the man said softly, "Yes."

Hearing this reply, he tilted his head and fell into a deep sleep.

The floating tree shadows are reflected on the window, mottled and confused.It's like a boat floating in the middle of the water, constantly swaying, confusing people's hearts.