Chun Feng Du Jian

Outside the tent is the lingering frosty air, but the quilt pillow is warm.Xue Qinglan asked Wen Heng to hold him by his side, in a dilemma, the boss was uncomfortable, so he could only interrupt with words: "Brother Liao is coming here today? If you really want to move to another yard, I have to go back and report to Master to pack some things .”

The sky is bright and the sun is bright, the two of them woke up late in the first place, and if Liao Changxing came to see them if they stayed on like this for a while, would he still be alive?

Wen Heng said calmly, "Don't worry, go after dinner. By the way, think about what is still missing, and ask the senior brother to buy it later."

He is no longer a nobleman of the clan, but the habit he developed since childhood is still there. He speaks and does things slowly, always with a careless calmness, as if the sky is falling, and he can't change his expression.Xue Qinglan was calmed down by him, thought for a while, and said: "I don't need anything, but I have to ask Brother Liao to give me two more braziers, so as not to—"

Wen Heng lowered his eyes with a half-smile, and glanced at him: "For what?"

Xue Qinglan raised his eyelids and glanced at him, then said in a drawn-out voice, "Don't bother Senior Brother any more."

Wen Heng gave a short laugh, imitating his tone and said: "Junior brother, you are welcome, don't bother."

Xue Qinglan: "..."

This little brat looks unlovable, but Wen Heng feels that he is just bored, but actually has a good temper, like a cat that only pokes three or four times before patting people. Showing sharp teeth and sharp claws, although his face is fierce, he knows in his heart who is really treating him well.

"Are you fully awake now?" Seeing that he stopped talking again, Wen Heng knew that this was a sign of tail flicking, and lowered his head and said in a warm voice, "It's cold in winter, and it's easy to catch cold when you wake up violently. It's best to get up slowly. It’s the way to keep healthy.”

Xue Qinglan nodded slightly in his arms, Wen Heng let go of his hands, and said, "Don't bother you, go down and wash and change your clothes, the outer robe is drying by the brazier."

The bed was against the wall, Wen Heng was outside and Xue Qinglan was inside, so Wen Heng should get off first.Xue Qinglan got up from the quilt and asked, "What about you?"

Wen Heng knocked on the back of his hand lightly, and said with a smile, "Me? I was crushed by you all night, and half of my body was numb and unable to move. Are you asking about me?"

"..."

Amused and guilty, Xue Qinglan knelt aside, took Wen Heng's right arm, massaged him, and relieved the numbness.Wen Heng put one leg up, raised his arm and let him do whatever he wanted.Xue Qinglan lowered his head, his untied black hair fluttered down, covering his ears, and only half of his face was exposed. Although he lowered his head and pursed his lips, there was a small dimple on his cheek, clearly suppressing a smile.

Wen Heng looked at it, and thought that this was the right way, he should just smile greedily and foolishly in the world of mortals, and do whatever he can't think of to go to the cold star in the sky.

With the feeling of the arm gradually, he tried to move his fingers and wrists, and said with a smile: "Thank you, it's all over. I don't think I hurt you in vain."

Xue Qinglan was used to being poked left and right by him, no longer restrained, put down the high sleeves for him, and said: "Get up slowly, I will make breakfast."

Wen Heng raised his eyebrows in surprise, and was about to ask a question, but Xue Qinglan had already guessed what he wanted to say, turned over quickly and got out of bed, and said: "Although delicacies from mountains and seas can't be done, you can still boil water and cook porridge. Brother, don't worry, you won't Burn your kitchen down."

Not long after, Xue Qinglan brought a bowl of white porridge and two dishes of pickled vegetables. The ingredients were limited, and he couldn't find the flowers, so he only cooked two more cooked chickens.After the two of them finished their simple breakfast, it happened that Liao Changxing came over and was forced by Wen Heng to help, and the three of them worked together to pack the bedding and other odds and ends into the Shanji courtyard.

Shanjiyuan is the residence of registered disciples. Wen Heng was supposed to live here, but because of insufficient space and filial piety, he moved to the back mountain alone.After Li Zhi left, Qin Ling didn't accept any new apprentices, and one of the rooms remained vacant. This time, it was cleaned and furnished to accommodate Xue Qinglan and Wen Heng.

The space in the house is limited, there can't be two beds, so it is simply replaced with a wide couch, which can sleep three people side by side.Liao Changxing stood in the room and looked around, and said apologetically to Xue Qinglan: "It's a matter of urgency, I can only vacate such a place to settle down, and wait for Junior Brother Xue. If there is anything going on in the future, even if you trouble Yue Chi, don't be polite."

Before Xue Qinglan could speak, Wen Heng teased first: "Senior brother did a good job."

Liao Changxing asked back: "Isn't Junior Brother Xue implicated by you? Not to mention that he saved your life, even if he made you a horse."

"It's absolutely impossible." Xue Qinglan hurriedly said, "Brother, I've been beaten."

Wen Heng was afraid that he would be uncomfortable, so he put his shoulders behind his back, and said: "Senior brother is kind-hearted, this is already considered simple, so don't be embarrassed."

Xue Qinglan was puzzled: "Huh?"

Liao Changxing knew the meaning behind his words as soon as he heard it, and when he saw Wen Heng protecting him like a calf, he couldn't help but shook his head with a smile, and said, "Forget it, I'll keep busy with you, if there's nothing else, I'll leave first, Master." Still waiting for me."

Wen Heng put down his belongings and asked, "How did things go the day before yesterday?"

This was Chunjun faction's own family business, Xue Qinglan was inconvenient to attend, so he took the initiative to fetch water and exit the door, leaving the main house to their senior brothers.Seeing him leave, Liao Changxing said to Wen Heng, "It's a very important matter, and Master didn't say much to me. Right now, we can only rely on the elders of the various peaks to mediate as much as possible, first to stabilize them, and then to investigate quietly."

Wen Heng shook his head: "It's too late, things have become serious now, and I'm afraid it will be difficult for them to stay."

All the decent families who were invited here are proud and arrogant, who is willing to be guarded like a thieves?Speaking out, the Chunjun faction may be mobilized and attacked.Furthermore, the forces in the Jianghu are ebb and flow, and the other faction and the Chunjun faction are not always at odds. Although they will not do the thing of stealing the sword, they are very happy to see the Chunjun faction making jokes.Therefore, except for those who really have friendship with the Chunjun faction, the others will never cooperate with the actions of the Chunjun faction. It will be delayed for another three days at most. Even if the culprit cannot be found, the Chunjun faction must let them go.

Liao Changxing sighed tiredly, and frowned when he mentioned this matter.As the leading disciple on Yuquan Peak, he had many difficulties, but he couldn't tell Wen Heng, so he just patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's such a big sect, no matter how difficult it is, you don't need to worry about it. These days Don't run around, protect Junior Brother Xue, and if there is any abnormality, remember to find me in time."

Wen Heng said clearly: "I understand, brother, don't worry."

After a while, Xue Qinglan came in from the door, holding a washbasin towel in his hand, and asked casually, "Senior Brother Liao is gone? I think he seems to be very busy."

Wen Heng took the copper basin and put it on the side shelf, said: "The matter of throwing the sword must be handled thoroughly, without leaving any excuses. I'm afraid he doesn't have much free time recently."

Xue Qinglan was still thinking about what he said just now, and asked curiously: "Brother, what did you mean when you said 'it's fairly simple'? Does the Chunjun School have any other rules?"

"What..." Wen Heng was stunned by his question, and immediately came to his senses, endured for a long time, but couldn't hold it back, turned his face away and let out a laugh.

He smiled nicely, the low pitch was like gurgling water, Xue Qinglan became more and more confused: "What are you laughing at?"

"Little fool." Wen Heng poked his finger on his forehead, "I didn't say it clearly because it wasn't a good thing, so why don't you keep asking me how I should behave in the future?"

Xue Qinglan looked at him with a frown, five points of suspicion, three points of scrutiny, and two points of curiosity, as if to say, "I want to see what kind of ivory you can spit out of your mouth."

His appearance is really fresh, and he is completely different from when we first met. Wen Heng smiled helplessly: "He will torment me... Think about it for yourself. To be a horse, what else?"

Xue Qinglan was originally a smart kid, but he just thought about it for a while, and at this moment, Wen Heng pointed it out, and the roots of his ears turned red, and he said, "So that's how it is..."

"'The grace of saving life, so that's the case'?" Wen Heng deliberately teased him, "That's not what the common saying says, do you understand the rules of the world? Come again, speak louder, what should we do about the grace of saving life?"

Xue Qinglan looked at him in embarrassment: "Brother..."

Wen Heng: "Don't call me brother, it's useless to call me master."

Xue Qinglan asked seriously: "Is that why you want to make a promise to me?"

Wen Heng: "..."

He squeezed the back of Xue Qinglan's neck, lifted him to the front, gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "Okay, sleep with me at night, entertain me during the day, little brat, do you still have a brother in your eyes?"

Xue Qinglan didn't answer or struggle, just huddled in his chest and couldn't stop laughing, with a thin breath, finally made Wen Heng laugh out of temper, and slapped him lightly on the back to finish the matter.

After lunch, the two parted ways. Xue Qinglan went back to the guest house to help Xue Ci, while Wen Heng went to the Lijin Hall on the main peak to look up the classics of his sect.This trip did not return until dusk, and when Wen Heng returned to the mountain courtyard, he was immediately surrounded by three disciples and Han Ziqi.In the past few days, his experience has spread throughout the Chunjun School, and the registered disciples usually have a good relationship with him, and Han Ziqi is especially concerned, so when he heard that he had moved into the Shanjiyuan, she immediately came to visit him.

Wen Heng had nothing to explain to them, so he only said a few words about the unimportant situation, thanked everyone for their condolences, and then told Xue Qinglan to live in too, so that the other three disciples could live in peace and not provoke others.

Zhou Qin and Han Ziqi suffered a great loss from Xue Qinglan, and they frowned when they heard the name.Han Ziqi was very upset, and said sourly: "I don't know what Brother Liao is thinking, but you insist on taking care of him."

Xue Qinglan, who had just walked out of the courtyard, just heard this sentence and stopped in her footsteps.

Wen Heng's voice was not loud, but martial arts practitioners have good ears after all, and can hear clearly even standing outside the wall. He had no tone, and replied in a most flat manner: "Repaying kindness is a matter of course."

Xue Qinglan recalled the joke in the morning, the corners of her lips curled up, and suddenly she heard a person inside the wall grinning and persuading: "Senior sister, don't be so concerned, anyway, they will leave after two months of stay, they are outsiders after all, how can we have a brother and sister from the same school?" fragrant."

The smile on his lips froze for a moment, then suddenly disappeared.

Xue Qinglan looked at a piece of treetops exposed on the top of the courtyard wall, her feet seemed to be stuck, she couldn't take a step no matter what, so she could only take a few steps back, found a big tree not far from the mountain courtyard, and went up lightly , Hiding myself among the half-withered branches and leaves.

He had no intention of starting another dispute with Chun Jun's disciples. As an outsider, breaking in now would only add to the embarrassment, so let's talk about it after they have dispersed.

The sun has set on the mountain, but the night has not yet arrived, the sky is a grayish-yellow twilight, there is no sunset glow, only boundless clouds.Xue Qinglan looked around aimlessly, and suddenly remembered the brilliant dusk like glass yesterday, thinking, after leaving Yueying Mountain, he might never see such a sunset again.

All kinds of beautiful things in the world, morning glow and sunset, spring flowers and autumn moon, encounter by fate... It turns out that they are all so rare, precious but short-lived.

As the dusk faded, the cold night shrouded the entire mountain, and the lights gradually lit up in the courtyard. The visitors of the inter-mountain courtyard had left at some point, but Xue Qinglan was still sitting on the tree in his original posture, and his black clothes melted into the night , It seems to be blown into a stone that cannot speak by the mountain wind.

He stepped on the fallen leaves unhurriedly from far to near, and finally stopped under the tree. He didn't hear it, or maybe he heard it but didn't pay attention.

Wen Heng quietly asked under the tree: "Are the stars beautiful?"

Xue Qinglan's snow-white face moved slightly in the darkness, and finally regained consciousness, the corners of her brows and eyes became alive, and she slowly lowered her eyes to look down.

His voice was soft and hoarse, in fact his tone was flat, but it sounded aggrieved to Wen Heng, he said: "There are no stars."

Tonight is a cloudy day with no moon or stars.

Wen Heng stretched out his hand towards the tree and said, "Then come down, go back to eat."

Xue Qinglan moved his stiff limbs, put away all his wandering thoughts, and said nonchalantly to Wen Heng under the tree: "Brother, get out of the way."

"No need." Wen Heng urged, "Come down."

Xue Qinglan had no choice but to jump down as promised. This time he had mastered lightness kung fu, and when he fell, his robe fluttered, light and silent, like a feather floating leisurely from mid-air.

He estimated the distance and was careful not to hit Wen Heng like yesterday, but the feather was caught in the palm of his hand before it hit the ground.

Wen Heng's embrace enveloped him, and his whole body was surrounded by a wave of warmth.Xue Qinglan didn't push him, but just stood there stiffly, unwilling to move.

"what happened?"

He opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to speak, let alone where to start.

Wen Heng's mind is so exquisite and clear, he guessed eight or nine points of the truth early, whispered in his ear and asked: "Do you not like this place? We can move back to the back mountain."

Xue Qinglan sometimes felt very strange, Wen Heng guessed that his mind always seemed to be very accurate, and all his disguises were always defeated in front of this person.

"I..." He slowly exhaled the coldness that was stagnant in his heart, and said with difficulty, "It's not that I don't like it, it's that I won't be here for long, it's the same everywhere."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Wen Heng's heart softened, and he held the back of his head and pressed him on his shoulder.With a little light in the night, he lowered his head and caught a glimpse of two red mole-like spots on the side of Xue Qinglan's fair neck. He didn't know whether they were born or bitten by insects.

"Have you heard what they said?" He asked clearly, "Could it be that he hides here secretly grieving when he thinks about leaving me?"

Xue Qinglan shook his head on his shoulder, Wen Heng thought he was going to deny it, but he said, "I don't know."

Sure enough, he was still a child, ignorant of everything.

"It's okay if you don't know." Wen Heng coaxed him, "I should go down the mountain after the Chinese New Year, and I will go to Yisu Mountain to find you, okay?"

Xue Qinglan was really shocked by him this time: "Why did you go down the mountain?"

Wen Heng said patiently: "Of course I went down the mountain to find the sword. Can I still sit on Yueying Mountain and wait for Nie Zhu to come to me on his own initiative?"

Xue Qinglan was right after thinking about it, Wen Heng said again: "Although I took care of this matter alone, but when I think about it carefully, you seem to have contributed a lot in it, so it is not an exaggeration to ask you to help me, right? "

Xue Qinglan: "..."

His gloomy mood was disturbed by Wen Heng's few words, and he couldn't feel sad at all.Wen Heng stroked his hair gently, and asked coaxingly like a child: "Are you still sad? If you are not sad, come back with me for dinner. There are all kinds of things here, and you can soak in hot water to relieve fatigue at night."

Xue Qinglan took half a step back, wanting to leave his arms, but Wen Heng bowed slightly, hugged him with his arms around his legs.

Eyes suddenly raised, Xue Qinglan instantly froze into a coffin board, not daring to move, tremblingly said: "You... what are you doing, senior brother!"

"I'm afraid you'll run away." Wen Heng walked towards the yard steadily, and replied calmly, "Do you know who is closer to you this time?"