Look up to the sky and laugh out loud

In the plum courtyard at moon dusk, there are bone red plums in water, and there is a pond for washing inkstones under the plum trees. If the flowers bloom in the cold winter, the yard will be covered with bright red cinnabar, and the water will shine into the pool, and then it will be covered with white snow. It will be so romantic. Like a girl's dream.

Zhuo Yujun's yard actually planted bone red plums, but they were not of elegant colors such as green plums and white plums. It really didn't fit the master's temperament of restraint and abstinence. He Yan did not hesitate to criticize this.

At this time of the beginning of winter, the plum blossoms have not yet bloomed, the old leaves will fall and the new ones will not come out, and the lonely green leaves among the branches stand in the winter wind, and there is an indescribable loneliness.

When He Yan ran under the plum tree, she was stopped by Hang Che for a moment.

Behind him, in the East Wing, Hang Che turned out the door, one leg stepped out of the threshold, the other leg remained in the threshold, he wanted to chase but stood hesitantly at the door, calling him: "He Yan."

He solemnly called her by her first and last name——He Yan.

He Yan didn't look back and didn't dare to look back, he looked up at the sparse blue sky from the gap between the branches and leaves of the plum tree, the corners of his eyes were already moist, he forced a smile and said: "Hangjia Wen class is going to make my teeth sore, I have to avoid it." This pedantic limelight."

Hang Che maintained that precarious posture, staring at He Yan's back: "Tomorrow there will be a winter Chinese exam, and after it's over, it will mainly focus on fairy art exams. It's not always like this."

He Yan moved her footsteps and said, "Then wait until the literary exam is over."

After speaking, his body was stiff, his limbs were numb, and his tears could no longer be controlled, but he didn't even dare to wipe them away.

Hang Che said again: "The Hang family has a separate garden, on a mountain by the sea, with springs and flowers. After the school exam tomorrow, shall we live there for a few days?"

If this was normal, He Yan must have happily agreed, but at this time he just nodded vaguely and walked away a few steps.

Hang Che asked again: "He Yan, are you bored at Hang's house?"

He Yan caught the "step" that Hang Che handed over, sighed, and said, "It's really boring."

Hang Che persistently invited again: "He Yan, let's go to Bieyuan together."

He Yan raised her voice: "Is Zhuo Yujun dating me again?"

Hang Che said solemnly: "Yes."

He Yan jumped out of the yard and replied to Hang Che with one word: "Okay."

In the beginning of winter the next day, He Yan came out early at dusk.

Everyone in the Hangjia Anxiang Academy was solemn during the school examination season, and the atmosphere was so serious that He Yan was almost out of breath. He picked the highest eaves of the library and sat against the wind for a long time before letting out a sigh of relief.

A person fell silently behind him, and called out in a low voice: "Little senior brother."

He Yan sighed again, looking at her little brother, her downcast voice sounded particularly earnest: "Are you willing to come and talk to your brother?"

Xie Jingyan bowed his head and admitted his mistake: "Little senior brother, I wanted to confess to you a few days ago, seeing that you are so preoccupied, I don't know that you—"

He Yan interrupted him: "I'm fine, tell me what's wrong with you?"

Xie Jingyan stared at her little senior brother silently for a while, and then slowly said: "Little senior brother, I want to marry someone."

Although He Yan had expected it earlier, she never expected to reach this level. He was caught off guard and dumbfounded: "Huh?"

Xie Jingyan rarely had a serious expression, and said, "I want to marry him."

He Yan didn't want to believe it, and asked tentatively, "Yan...?"

Xie Jingyan said decisively: "Yan Shuo."

He Yan's heart felt cold, and she became anxious: "Why?"

Xie Jingyan met the little senior brother's stern gaze, but still had a docile posture, but his voice was calm, and he said: "I will be responsible to him."

He Yan couldn't believe it: "You and him already...?"

Xie Jingyan confessed: "Yes."

He Yan rubbed her forehead: "Little brother, I didn't see you have feelings for men before?"

Xie Jingyan: "This has nothing to do with feeling."

He Yan: "What does that have to do with it?"

Xie Jingyan: "Wulianggu dares to act and act, and I will be responsible to him."

He Yan: "Have you been troubled by this for the past few days?"

Xie Jingyan: "It's not worrying, but thinking about how to be responsible."

He Yan: "Little brother, you haven't experienced the world of adults yet. In fact, not every man marries back every person he has had a relationship with. Those men you have a crush on in brothels, and those men who steal sex, If they marry everyone back home, the family will be turned upside down."

Xie Jingyan: "I'm not those men."

He Yan felt that there was something wrong with Xie Jingyan's condition, and he was secretly angry: "What tricks did Yan Shuo use against you?"

Xie Jingyan: "There is no way, I just wanted to have sex with him!"

He Yan: "..."

How should I explain to Master!He Yan was a little out of breath.

Thinking about what he caught, He Yan said solemnly: "You want to marry him because you want to keep him by your side and prevent him from doing bad things, right?"

Xie Jingyan responded with a serious face: "I want to marry him back to the Wuliang Valley, and never let him go out of the valley to do bad things!"

He Yan: "..."

In order to punish the evil and promote the good, the junior brother took part in a lifetime of happiness. Did their Wulianggu teach the junior brother too pure?

He and his junior brother stared blankly for a long time, thought of the most important point, and tentatively confirmed: "There is another problem, it is really you who fucked him, not..."

Xie Jingyan fiercely cut off the words of the little senior brother, and said in awe-inspiring way: "How can a person without conscience be subservient to others!"

He Yan nodded, and only halfway through, she heard the younger brother splash cold water: "Except for the younger brother."

He Yan: "..."

Xie Jingyan is definitely in need of cleaning up!

Xie Jingyan meekly endured the little brother's chestnut. He knew that the little brother was in a bad mood. He had never seen such a distraught little brother since he was a child.

He exaggeratedly held his forehead that was knocked by the little brother and screamed for pain, sat back and carefully chose a distance that was not too far from the little brother, so that from his angle, he could follow the little brother's looking down. The east hall of the courtyard is one of the halls where the school examination is taking place.

The little brother is inside.

He knew that the little senior brother had something on his mind, and it must be related to the little senior brother. He guessed that the little senior brother sat there stiffly without changing his posture for a long time. The angle of that position must be just enough to see the little senior brother.

Xie Jingyan thought: "They live together tomorrow, why does the younger senior brother look at the younger senior brother and hide from a distance?"

The ancient bell rang, and the first exam was over.

He Yan moved her somewhat numb hands and feet, turned away from her position, turned to her junior brother and said, "Jingyan, take me to the Valley of Wuliang."

Hang Che in the east hall of the library stood up when he heard the bell. His face was facing the west, but his eyes were lowered. This posture did not conform to the image of Zhuo Yujun who was upright and upright in everyone's eyes. The pen was forgotten or something, but I didn't put it down when I got up.

Suddenly Hang Che raised his head sharply, only to catch a flash of light in the far west, and a figure disappearing.

Hang Che's pen, which was awkwardly held in his hand, fell to the ground with a "click".

Sending back the sword is lighter than flowing frost, and the younger brother's fencing technique is the "long passing" handed down by Wu Liangzi.In the past, the two brothers and sisters went out together when they left the valley. He Yan was used to the lightning speed of returning home. They arrived in Wulianggu from Lin'an in less than two hours.

There are restrictions on Wuliang Valley, and if you have not passed the checkpoints of Wanjialou Wine and Shili Taohuadu, you will not be able to see Wuliang Valley.

They stopped respectfully at the edge of Wuliang Valley according to the location they remembered.The outer layer of the Wuliang Valley is an ordinary mountain. Outsiders can't see the white peach blossoms that bloom in four seasons, nor can they see the evergreen spring scenery. The Wuliang Valley seems to not exist in this world, just like its owner. It comes and goes without a shadow like that, as if Wuliangzi will disappear with a wave of his hand.

"The mountains are verdant, and the mountain streams are singing; if the evening rain does not come, the spring will not go." This is a secluded valley that outsiders cannot find, and it is the hometown of He Yan and Xie Jingyan. The two brothers and sisters watched in silence for a long time.

They all missed Wulianggu, but tacitly did not mention going back.

As the sun set, they tacitly turned around and headed towards Hang's house.

On the way, He Yan asked her junior brother: "You want to marry Yan Shuo, have you ever thought that Master will agree?"

Xie Jingyan said: "Master will, he said before I left the valley that I would be free to marry."

He Yan was surprised: "Ah? You are also free to marry? Elder Sister and your master have clearly stated that they will not interfere, so only Second Senior Brother and I in the valley have to listen to Master?"

Xie Jingyan sympathized and called out "little senior brother", and said in a rare way with words and sentences: "Second senior brother told me that he will never leave the valley in his life."

He Yan: "..."

So from the very beginning, Master never thought about letting others marry?

He Yan was not angry, but more and more confused about Master's arrangement. When did Master start making such an arrangement?Why him?

He Yan pondered and said, "Your Sending Back Sword was forged and named by Master, and your lightness kung fu and magic techniques are also passed down by Master..."

Xie Jingyan listened obediently, and suddenly thought of something, his face darkened, and said: "But you are the only one who takes the master's surname He."

He Yan couldn't help laughing, the little junior brother has grown up, he can read words and expressions to figure out other people's thoughts, and comfort the senior brother in a roundabout way.

In fact, he didn't know how special Master was to him.

He asked from the second senior brother: before the master took him back to the valley, he didn't know whether he was wandering around the world or wandering around the world, and he rarely stayed in the valley.The Wuliang Valley bears the name of Wuliangzi, and before He Yan was carried into the valley, there were almost no Wuliangzi in the valley.

Several of their senior sisters and brothers analyzed it, and believed that the reason why the master didn't like to stay in the valley was probably because the senior sister and the second senior brother were not children when they entered the valley, so they didn't need the care of the master, so they couldn't hold back the master's habit of being carefree.Starting from He Yan, Guli finally had a child, and Wuliangzi was like those fathers who had children once in the world, finally relented and started to take care of the family.This kind of explanation even logically explained why Wuliangzi brought back a Xieyi afterward, which is the same thing as a father who gave birth to a child in the world and wanted to have another one.

But now He Yan began to doubt the previous conclusion. The master is not as close to him and the junior as a mortal father is to the child. To be precise, Wuliangzi is not close to anyone. He is like a god hanging on a shrine. , alienated from everything.

He Yan didn't think that he and his younger brother could hold Master Xiaoyao's heart, otherwise how could the unscrupulous son be willing to marry him out?How could he order his junior brother to see him off?

Sending away the two most beloved young apprentices all at once, how is this like a father's preference for the youngest son?

His master is Wuliangzi, Wuliangzi must have some arrangement that outsiders cannot understand.

He Yan's sense of powerlessness that he couldn't control himself in this world resurfaced again... He even began to have some doubts, was it intentional or unintentional that the master put the original book of spiritualism under the bed back then?

Where did the master bring him?

While He Yan was deep in thought, she was a little dazed. Xie Jingyan felt that there was no movement behind her for a while, and called out in a low voice, "Little brother?"

He Yan murmured: "You said we went back just now, will Master know?"

After asking, he nodded himself, and the master will definitely know.

Every plant and tree in the Wuliang Valley cannot escape Wuliangzi's consciousness. If the master is in the valley, he will definitely know it. He even knows that Wuliangzi may be watching them somewhere.

"I miss Master." He Yan felt sour in his heart, he really missed the Master who cared for his life and raised him up.

Hangjia Academy, moon dusk.

The lights tonight are brighter than in the past, every house is lit up, even wind lanterns are hung outside the door and under the eaves.

The wind lamp swayed gently in the night wind, and the candles burned steadily, as if waiting for someone to return.

The lights can be regarded as bright, but the moon dusk is very deserted.

There is no human voice, the only sound is the evening wind whimpering in the early winter night, which sounds a little sad.

The door of the main house was opened wide, and the cold wind poured into the house.

There is a person sitting at the round table opposite the door in the room. He hasn't moved for a long time, and he has been sitting for a long time.

There was a luggage on the table, with Liushuang next to it.

The flow of frost has been removed, presumably it is time to travel.

However, its owner stared coldly at the gate of the small courtyard, waiting for someone.

He didn't say a word, he didn't even sigh, and there was no expression on his usual indifferent face.

It was late at night, the wife hadn't returned, and I didn't know if the waiting husband was sad.

After a long time, if you were in a town or village in the mortal world, there would be a chime of "midnight, safe and sound". However, Hang Che's third watch was "unsafe" because of "nothing happened". As if he could no longer bear this peace and quiet, he stood up abruptly and knocked down the stool.

He picked up his sword and staggered out of the room.