different paths

Full of wine and food, the weather is getting old.

Jia Wukai had a lamp for each of them, leaning against the window, enjoying himself.Although Ye Zanghua was not polite to the members of the three major sword sects, she was really kind to him and Yue Chentan.The board and lodging arrangements were properly arranged, and they also left a map of the station for them to facilitate the two of them to wander around.Originally, Jia Wukai wanted to take Yue Chentan for a tour before dinner, but seeing that the other party didn't seem to have a cold, he had no choice but to go back to the room first.

After drinking a cup, the hazy crescent moon finally jumped onto the branch.

When the sky was sinking and the earth was dark, a sea dongqing came by the moonlight.The whole body is snow-white, with only dots of black on the wings, like splashed ink.

Looking at the approaching sharp claws and sharp beaks, Jia Wuchai put down the wine cup in his hand, and stretched contentedly.

When he stepped out of the room again, the bright moon was hanging high, and the sound of insects made the entire backyard more and more quiet.He walked to Yue Chentan's room, but he didn't see any light, this person is really not interesting, he didn't call him when he went out to play by himself.Rolling his eyes, he jumped up to the roof with a light leap.

To say that the roof of Taichong Jianzong is really well repaired, the tiles are thick and densely packed, it would be a pity not to walk on it.Almost crawling all over the roof and walls of the backyard, Jia Wuchai finally found Yue Chentan's figure.

I don't know how he got up to the roof alone.

He was still sitting in that quaint wheelchair, immersed in the misty night, his slightly wide sleeves fluttering in the night wind.Looking at his back, Jia Wujue felt a deep sense of desolation.

On the eaves, Jia Wujue stood tall, not taking the next step.

However, there was a faint smell of wine, but he had no choice but to follow the smell of wine.When he stopped his steps, he unexpectedly came to Yue Chentan's side.

"Okay, you Yue Chentan, you actually drink!" Jia Wujue looked at the wine jar at Yue Chentan's feet, squatted down with a smile, and leaned over to smell it: "You are dishonest monk, let me see what it is like Alcohol made Shaolin masters break their precepts."

He took a deep breath, and a clear scent of wine hit his face, which made people sober and intoxicated.

"I haven't broken the precept." Yue Chentan glanced at him, didn't say much, just took a sip of the wine in his glass.The wide cuffs slipped off, revealing a lean arm. Under the moonlight, blue blood vessels stretched under his skin, clearly visible.

"Didn't break the precept?" Jia Wujue sat down by the wine jar, looked up at Yue Chentan, "Could it be that Master Tianxuan's disciples are all wine and meat monks?"

Yue Chentan glanced at him, and said calmly: "I take the samaya precepts."

"What's that?" Jia Wujue couldn't find any extra wine cups, so he picked up the wine jug and took a big gulp, "The commandment to eat meat and drink wine?"

Yue Chentan drank the wine by himself and ignored him.

The two drank quietly for a while, and neither of them spoke. At this moment, silence is the best appetizer.Jia Wuyu was half drunk, resisting the urge to take another sip, reluctantly put down the wine jar and said, "Although you are a monk, you have a good taste in wine." After finishing speaking, he put his head on his hands and lay down on the roof , "I haven't had such a good Prajna wine for a long time."

Hearing what he said, Yue Chentan had a look of surprise in his eyes: "You can taste it, it's not ordinary."

"Prajna wine is lingling, drinking a lot of people is easy to wake up—" Jia Wuyu sang with his legs crossed, patted the tiles, and sang, "—not only offering sacrifices to the temple of heaven, but also inviting guest stars." Singing to the last line, the smell of alcohol He tossed up, his face flushed.

"You're drunk." Yue Chentan said in a flat tone.

"We can fight again." Jia Wujue said in a long tone, "As long as Brother Yue doesn't take the opportunity to do something."

Looking into his shining eyes, Yue Chentan only said one word: "Oh?"

"I know that Brother Yue must have a lot of questions." Jia Wuyu leaned lazily on the tile, "Since I drank Brother Yue's wine, you can just ask Brother Yue if you want to ask, just treat it as the money for the drink. It's just... "He smiled slyly, which made his ordinary facial features much more vivid.

"You want to say that what you say after drinking can't be taken as the truth." Yue Chentan drank another cup, but his eyes were clear, as if the more he drank, the clearer he became.

"Brother Yue!" Jia Wuju laughed and said, only to applaud.

"It's okay." Yue Chentan said calmly, "I'll ask me, Brother Jia can do whatever he wants."

"Strange monk..." Jia Wuju murmured.

"Brother Jia once said that he is a disciple of Thousand Faces Sect."

"Exactly."

"So Jia Xiong can naturally see that the three corpses were disguised."

"Fortunately not humiliated."

"All the disciples of the Thousand Faces Sect need to learn good embroidery skills?"

"I only know a little bit, and the skills are not exquisite."

Hearing this, Yue Chentan suddenly changed the subject, and his voice was low and cold: "Embroidery is understandable, but I don't know that the disciples of Qianmianmen need to practice even such light kung fu as swallow three times copying water."

Jia Wujue was startled, he didn't know when he had let himself go, and he blurted out, "Master doesn't ask much about lightness kung fu, but you also know that although my Qianmianmen is good at disguise, my kung fu is not good enough. It's really mediocre. If you don't have one or two kinds of high-level lightness kung fu, how can you get along in the rivers and lakes?"

What he said was justified and well-founded, but the other party gave him a no-nonsense kindness, without any response.

I don't know whether I believed it or not, Jia Wuju was a little annoyed.

Unexpectedly, not long after this strange monk came down the mountain, he had a lot of thoughts and was so keen in observation.

He sneaked a glance at Yue Chentan, but he didn't expect that the other party was also looking at him seriously.With a dry cough, he said righteously, "What are you looking at?"

"Look at you." Yue Chentan said bluntly, with a magnanimous appearance like a gentleman.

"Cough." Jia Wujue felt that his cheeks were hot, as if the alcohol had picked up.He said incoherently, "What's so interesting about me."

There was a sudden darkness above his head, Yue Chentan bent down, his loose robe blocked the moonlight.A bony hand climbed up his neck, touched behind his ear and then left.The moonlight shone on Jia Wukai's face again, and the looming sandalwood scent lingered in his nostrils, but behind his ears, there was a piece of ice, and the touch still lingered.

Yue Chentan sat in the wheelchair leisurely, as if the light and darkness just now were all Jia Wushuang's illusion.

"Brother Yue is really..." Jia Wuhao scratched his head, unable to find any suitable words to describe his current mood.

"It's changed?" Yue Chentan looked at him quietly, and said firmly.

"Naturally." Jia Wujue puffed out his chest and said with his tongue out, "I, a disciple of the Thousand Faces Sect, never show my true colors to others."

"There are so many people who have changed their appearance in Jianghu, but you can spot them all at a glance?" Yue Chentan asked.

"Not to mention that it will be safe, at least it can be guessed." Jia Wu deceived himself.

Looking at his blushing cheeks, Yue Chentan pondered for a moment: "...Drunkenness is a mistake, Brother Jia should rest first, let's talk tomorrow."

"...a strange monk who drinks by himself and talks about others." Jia Wuchai muttered with his eyes slightly closed, his expression blurred.

In a trance, he felt his body lighten, and then fell into a warmth.

Could it be the legendary hometown of gentleness?

It's just that the warmth is acceptable and the softness is not enough.

"It's hard..." He said in a daze, and then the back of his neck hurt, and he passed out completely.

Beside the bed, Yue Chentan watched him silently for a moment, turned the wheelchair, and left without a sound.