Penglai delusion

Half asleep and half awake, Jiang Tan only felt his fingers sticking into his hair, and slowly combed his hair.

The slightly scalding fingertips rubbed from the top of the hair to the neck, separated the inextricable strands, and stroked and outlined every inch of muscle and bone.

After a while, Jiang Tan's ears turned red from being touched, and he slightly frowned, "Xi Mo, stop."

Xi Mo twitched the tips of his ears, and smiled, "Now you know, tell me to stop?"

"What did you mean when you combed my hair like that?" Xi Mo pinched the tip of his ear between his fingers, and even felt a little wronged, "How could you treat me like that. I know that children tend to think wildly at that time, and the corners of their brows frowned. Tip, every movement is teasing."

"It's too much for you to comb my hair like this." He said, "Master, you are too much."

"Also, you always touch my head. I told you I can't do it, but you still touch it." With a smile in his voice, he blamed every word, "You treat me like that to tease me on purpose, so that I can't do it." Do you want me to have other thoughts about others?"

Jiang Tan's mind was still in confusion, and after listening to such a series of cannonballs, he couldn't explain it, and felt that he was too sick to recover.

"Master, how can there be such a person, I want you to touch it, and you will touch it?" Xi Mo smiled suddenly, and the tip of his tiger teeth pierced his ears, "You are a master, you don't look like a master. If you Didn't you like me? If you didn't seduce me?"

Jiang Tan only said, "I don't."

"You don't have anything?" Xi Mo messed around with him, "You obviously touched me, but you still don't admit it?"

"I didn't seduce you."

"Then you like me."

Jiang Tan thought, now he doesn't like it anymore.

But he could only keep silent.

"Yes, you said that you like me." Xi Mo lowered his voice slightly, "Is this what you like, Master? You don't even look at me, and you don't want to pay attention to me?"

He pressed the blood dripping from the tip of his ear to his lips, "Why, are people who have done wrong things so arrogant?"

Jiang Tan thought, here we go again.

Before he could come up with a countermeasure, he was pulled up, pressed in front of the bronze mirror, and opened a box in front of his face.

On the bottom of the vermilion silk, a set of ancient combs filled with the fragrance of withered plum blossoms emanated.

"Look, I made it." Xi Mo caressed a tooth grate casually with his fingers dripping, "Since you don't even have a comb until now, I'm kind enough to give you all of these."

Just as Jiang Tan was about to refuse, he suddenly remembered his crazy words and simply nodded, "Okay."

Xi Mo was stunned for a moment, probably not expecting him to be so forthright, so he narrowed his eyes and said, "Can you use it?"

"Yes, but not often." Jiang Tan picked up a corner comb and was pressing it into the hair, but Xi Mo snatched it away.

"Master, watch carefully, and my disciples will demonstrate it to you." Xi Mo teased all of them, "I should repay your kindness for teaching you how to light candles."

After a little thought, Jiang Tan understood what he meant.

Xi Mo combed his long hair and rebraided herringbone braids.

"I learned it after taking it apart once." Xi Mo took off the hair band in his mouth, and tightened his white hair tightly, "Master, don't let your hair down in the future, it still looks so good. But don't want any fancy things." It's messed up."

He leaned forward and sniffed the hair, feeling intoxicated.Only heartburning spirits in winter can be so mellow and intoxicating.

"Speaking of which, why didn't Master never comb his hair before?" Xi Mo stroked a strand of hair hanging from his temples, and said thoughtfully, "Yes, my lord, of course I don't comb my hair myself."

That's right.

Jiang Tan thought, after Jin Ning left, he never tied up his hair again.

Later, this habit was no longer there.

"You're done." Xi Mo put the last strand of hair back in place, and then leaned on his shoulder and asked, "So what are you eating today?"

As soon as Jiang Tan opened his mouth, his voice was intercepted, "I don't eat white porridge."

"……What do you want to eat."

"Plum soup, sherbet, anything is fine." Xi Mo blew his eyes, saw the eyelashes quivering like snow, and grinned to himself, "By the way, Master has slept for three full days, and if he doesn't eat anymore, I'm starving to death."

three days?Jiang Tan thought, but he didn't seem to feel hungry.

After getting off the stone ladder, Xi Mo took out a flat altar from under the shelf, twisted out a plum and fed it to Jiang Tan, "This is a white plum picked by Qinghai Lake. I pickled it newly. You can try it."

"..."

"Why, now I can't even bear to say something delicious."

"……good to eat."

"However, you have to eat it whether it's delicious or not." Xi Mo said with a smile, "This jar was originally prepared for you. If you don't eat it, no one will eat it."

Jiang Tan thought for a while, "You don't want to drink plum soup."

"Oh, Master is quite good at finding materials." Xi Mo smiled, "It's not impossible."

He stared at Jiangtan starting the stove, and after a while, he couldn't help it, "Why, are you really going to only cook a pot of soup?"

"..."

"Don't you remember any of the pastries I made before?"

Jiang Tan really couldn't remember for a while, so he simply went to the storage room to look for available materials.

He took only one step before he was dragged back by the wrist.

"I didn't remember it, so I just opened my mouth to say it." Xi Mo said, "It's a pity that such a good mouth is only used to express anger."

As he spoke, he took down a food box from the shelf, and put out the snacks inside.

Bamboo leaf cake, pumpkin cake, tamarind jelly, tea balls, preserved pine fish.

Blue, yellow, red, white and black, all colors are available.Sour, bitter, sweet, pungent and salty, all five flavors are available.

"Here, let's eat." Xi Mo filled two bowls of soup and filled the table completely, "From today onwards, I will eat everything you have eaten from your hands in the future. So master, please take your time. Deliciously, savor carefully."

This meal, really eat very slowly.

In the end, it was Xi Mo who said, "Master, are you going to have lunch together?"

Jiang Tan thought it was feasible and nodded.

Xi Mo froze for a moment, then sighed, "I haven't disturbed you for the past few days. While you were sleeping, I went to tie a swing on the cedar."

After a pause, he smiled sheepishly again, "I am in a good mood today. If Master is full, come and play on the swing with me."

Jiang Tan thought, sure enough, he will feel better once he is full.

For a moment, it seemed to be blessed to the soul, thinking about Xi Mo's destructive appearance a few days ago, maybe it was because he was fighting with Kunlun tightly and hadn't eaten well for a long time, so he went crazy when he saw him.

Probably.Jiang Tan thought again, if he kept it like this for a while, he might be able to stabilize his mood.When people are in a good mood, and then explain all the truth to them, they should take the initiative to let them go.

As soon as he put down the bamboo chopsticks, Xi Mo had already put away the dishes, and put a handkerchief soaked in clean water on his hands.

It seems to be no different from before.

Jiang Tan wiped his hands, walked to the cliff, and saw a huge swing hanging from the branch that used to be used as a bed.

Since stepping on the pine branch, holding on to the breath, a piece of white feather fell on the swinging board.

He was really light, and he had already sat down, and the rattan rope twisted on the top did not move.

Xi Mo followed and fell to the side, stretched out and kicked the red cedar board, kicking the whole swing uncontrollably, and said with a smile, "Master is sitting really firmly."

Then he stepped on the swing, sat down next to the river pool, grabbed his braids, rubbed them in his hands, and picked out the bundled hair one by one to play with.

Jiang Tan really sat very firmly, seeing that the braids that had just been braided in less than half a day were about to be torn apart again, but he still didn't move.

"Master, you are fine. Does it mean that no matter what you do, you will not respond?"

Xi Mo laughed, let go of Jiang Tan's hair, leaned over on the man's leg, reached out to touch the ice pattern on his forehead, and traced the outline with his fingers little by little.

"You said, if there is no soul seal, would you kill me now?"

Jiang Tan didn't make a sound, just thought, at present, he seems to be normal than a few days ago, but he can't take it lightly.

When he didn't speak, Xi Mo sighed softly, "What a pity."

"But Master thinks so, there is nothing wrong with it." He said again as if understanding, "So do you understand, if you don't pick and choose, and accept disciples casually, there is a high possibility that you will receive a white-eyed wolf."

As he spoke, his smile became brighter and brighter, "It's my master's bad luck to meet me, so just admit it."

Jiang Tan thought, but he didn't recognize it.

Xi Mo seemed to see what he meant, and snorted softly, "Do you know that after you left, every time I have a nightmare, I will dream of you."

Jiang Tan thought, now the nightmare has come true.

"Then I thought, if you don't sleep, you don't have dreams. But it was worse, I had hallucinations. Many, many more real hallucinations than nightmares."

He poked his finger between Jiang Tan's eyebrows.

"Do you know how I found you? At that time, you were shining. It was the light that I thought had been extinguished... It was the light that should belong to me." He said lightly, "Master, all my light was taken away by you. I am. I seem to be blind."

Jiang Tan subconsciously looked into Xi Mo's eyes, only to see him smile.

"I haven't seen you for two thousand days and nights. Although I hate you, I still miss you very much."

"What about you?" he said, "Did you miss me?"

Jiang Tan pondered for a moment, and just said, "I have been sleeping, and I just recovered my body not long ago."

"That's right." Xi Mo said dryly, "You really can't even coax people."

After being silent for a while, he said, "You don't know how, I'll teach you, listen up—Master's legs are really good, once you put your head on them, it's more effective than any pillow, and I want to sleep again."

"..."

"Do you hear clearly?" Xi Mo looked at him, "I said earlier that I couldn't sleep well for a long time. So no matter what, you have to stay with me."

Jiang Tan said, "I won't stay here forever."

"Oh, if you must leave, I will cut off your legs." Xi Mo said, "Make it into a pillow to ensure my peaceful sleep."

Jiang Tan thought for a while, but wasn't sure if he could regenerate a pair after cutting off his legs.

After all, he had never used spiritual veins to heal a completely severed limb.But thinking about the blood of Qianmu on his body, the only thing that can't be cured is the dead, as long as there is still a breath, it can be saved, and I feel a little more certain in my heart.

"Then leave it to you." Jiang Tan said.

Xi Mo didn't speak, just pinched his leg with a smile.

Jiang Tan was tickled by him, "If you move again, you will fall."

"I'm not afraid, but you, Master, don't know how to control the wind, so don't be smashed into meatloaf."

"I'm not afraid either," Jiang Tan said.

"But I'm afraid." Xi Mo said, "If you dare to break into meatloaf, I'll cook you and eat you, and you won't be able to live in peace even if you die."

Jiang Tan was taken aback, and said "Yes".

"Hold on tighter when you hear it." Xi Mo smiled with gloomy eyes, "Although this swing can't be hit very high, it's more than enough for a swing."

He said, "Master, take me to play when you have had enough rest."

Jiang Tan clung to the rattan rope, hooked the branch with his toes, borrowed a little strength, and swayed slightly.

After a while, he found that Xi Mo had really fallen asleep.

In the autumn shadow of Su Su, the pale cheeks are mottled like a net, and the thick black eyelashes are more and more like the fluttering of butterfly wings deeply embedded in them.Looking down at his peaceful sleeping face, Jiang Tan really remembered Ming Ji playing on the swing.

——When she stands in the wind, there are always butterflies beside her.