[Cat and Mouse] Jianhe

After the words were finished, Yan Xilai turned around and left without hesitation, leaving behind a slightly bleak figure that gradually blended into the indistinct mountains and snowy forests.The setting sun is sinking, reflecting a piece of blood dripping red, covering the snowy fields everywhere.That ray of shadow, thin and bony, stands alone, as if it could go away with the wind at any time.

Put it on your back, then put it on your back.Compared with before, Master has already accelerated his pace.Zhan Zhao didn't hesitate any longer, he wrapped his arms around Bai Yutang's upper body, and turned around with a single step.Stretch your hands back, put them in the inner bend of the little guy's knees and lift them up.

Bai Yutang consciously stretched out his arms around Zhan Zhao's neck, stretched out his white and lustrous arm from the wide sleeve, and shook his two snow-white hands half-formed into fists.Seemingly not as comfortable as before, the little guy frowned slightly, and rubbed his whole face against Zhan Zhao's neck vigorously.

The pointed jaw slid across the sensitive and fragile acupuncture points on the neck, Zhan Zhao did not show any subconscious resistance from martial arts practitioners.A little bit astonished, when he even lost his vigilance.Seeing that Yan Xilai's figure became more and more blurred, Zhan Zhao put the person on his back steady and chased after him before he had time to study the cause and effect carefully.

Without the small tow bottle, the speed of traveling is obviously much faster.Without the persistent pursuit and inquiry, the surroundings became quiet, so the words of the black-browed snake unknowingly lingered, one after another, sultry.The previous scenes flashed one by one, and the last scene was Yan Xilai drifting away and melting into the snow.

"Master, you said this is Jianghu," Zhan Zhao and Yan Xilai walked side by side, and Yan Xilai's side face was seen when he glanced slightly sideways.This side face has sharp edges and corners, and it has become more and more handsome after years of polishing.

Yan Xilai didn't speak, and let Zhan Zhao talk to himself.I think back then when the child was less than his waist height, he just climbed onto the table and faced him face to face, smiling happily, "Master, Master Mu said if there is something you don't understand, just tell Mu. I figured it out. Zhan Zhao felt that Master’s face is even more wooden than a log, and he can understand without having to finish every time, it’s really the biggest log in the world!” Zhan Zhao yelled, the biggest log in the world. For children, the words "No. [-] in the world" and "Da Da" both mean very powerful.Looking at the child sitting cross-legged on the table, Yan Xilai's eyes, which hadn't seen waves in many years, warmed up slightly.Whoever chased him and called him a block of wood, it would be more exciting to retort, and it would be more exciting to ignore him.In the end, he had to force people away with his own hands.

Zhan Zhao kept on stepping, and murmured to Lingling Feixue in a soft voice. "If we are really dealing with the Bai family, we will not stop until we fight to the death. If we fight against each other, we can only leave one family. After all, we outsiders can't help for a while. If we intervene, we will only increase the casualties."

Neither affirming nor denying, Yan Xilai moved forward at his original speed.There was no trace of emotion on his face, as if he had really become a thousand-year-old wood carving.

"The Tongshan organization is not easy to mess with after all. This time I gave Master enough face. We each took a step back to minimize the unnecessary casualties." Zhan Zhao stared at Yan Xilai with crystal clear eyes, but his eyes drifted away. I don't know where to wander and settle.

The little guy seemed to sense Zhan Zhao's sudden sinking mood, and moved his body to lie tighter.One hand firmly grasped the corner of the skirt, and pulled the indigo collar diagonally.

"Bringing you into the rivers and lakes, right?" Zhan Zhao raised his head, and since his collar was torn apart by restless people, he could see the smooth and graceful curves at a glance.This sentence was so heavy that it didn't sound like a voice of this age, and it was so confused that it almost lost its soul.

Yan Xilai paused for a moment, looked straight ahead and said, "Everything depends on fate."

Zhan Zhao, who was trapped in the abyss and quagmire, came back to his senses in an instant, and there were clusters of snowflakes rushing towards his face, sweeping and dancing, using crystal clear white to pay homage to the vast surrounding fields.Seeing that Yan Xilai wanted to go further, Zhan Zhao bit his upper teeth lightly on his lower lip, and called out again: "Master."

Stopped, the ancient sword at the waist issued a long chant in the wind and snow.

"Master, that...the remaining ginger candy is still there." Zhan Zhao blinked and said softly, "Yutang, I must be hungry."

Although the little guy on the back closed his eyes and wanted to have a good talk with Duke Zhou, he couldn't forget his hunger and thirst.Let go of the skirt with his little hand, put his open mouth on Zhan Zhao's ear, and take a few mouthfuls of mouthfuls on the outer periphery of his mouth.Zhan Zhao could only feel his soft and wet lips and teeth brushing gently over the pinnae, and then his delicate and small tongue hooked and ticked like a spirit snake.

Zhan Zhao really wanted to tell Bai Yutang, my skin is thick and my flesh is not tasty, you should be more picky when you were raised on a jade plate, bamboo wine and Chengfang.The little guy who had no choice but to wake up from the sleeping hole moaned and chirped, maybe it was Zhan Zhao who couldn't bear to wake him up with heavy hands.

Yan Xilai was indifferent, just took out a small paper bag and spread out several layers.What was lying inside was ginger candy, and with a slight movement of the finger holding the paper bag, a piece of ginger candy fell into Bai Yutang's slightly opened mouth without any mistakes.

Sleeping soundly, Bai Yutang chewed the ginger candy, his cheeks on both sides were swollen and deflated from looking for food, like a little mink holding and eating, it was really playful and exquisite.

It was really uncomfortable under the hard body, Bai Yutang got up with a grunt, and the only light in his eyes was a bunch of faint candles.Rubbing his eyes, his dark thoughts gradually took shape.

Unexpectedly, I met a big blue cat who was a thief and a villain. Why was it a thief and a villain? Because Grandpa saw that he was not a good person, and the word "bad person" was written all over his body.Afterwards, they somehow followed the cat away, and the place they were talking about was... Tianluan.At this moment, Bai Yutang became inexplicably excited, and jumped off the couch with a squeak, his two big eyes flickering.In short, grandpa is no longer in the White Mansion, who dares to say that grandpa is the son of a boudoir who never leaves the house.

The pleasant fragrance spread, Bai Yutang looked intently, and saw two small bowls beside the candle flame.Clear porridge and light soup, no meaty or greasy.The noble son of the Bai family was not polite, and he was not tall enough, so he brought a small bench and stood on it.Holding up the chopsticks and holding the bowl, it seems to be commenting and eating with relish.

Put the bowls and chopsticks away when you are full, how can you stay idle when you have strength, open the door and run out.

There was a gust of cold wind blowing in front of him, and the scattered snowdrops fell on his body in fine pieces.The little guy who was full was steaming all over his body, and he didn't feel cold. Instead, he became more energetic and cheered and rolled in the snow.Even if Zhan Zhao used a little more force, he wouldn't be able to sleep till midnight.In fact, Bai Yutang played peek-a-boo games with the whole Bai family all day long, wasting his mind and worrying about not having enough food and hunger, and now it was midnight.

Meridian pumping Tim, Mao You bathe.Every time when they are on duty, the disciples of Tianluan gather to meditate near the Liuyao Altar, so the Tianluan Mountains are so quiet that there is no human voice.Compared with the downhill wind, the wind on the mountain is a bit biter, and large pieces scrape on the skin of the ****, which makes people shudder.

Borrowing the brilliance of the first quarter moon and the light of the snowy snow, Bai Yutang wandered aimlessly.The small body is like the snow in the wind, and it rushes to the next place before stepping on the snow here.

The open and unrestricted mountains and fields are boundless and endless at a glance.Bai Yutang's little boots stepped on the thick snowfall with one deep foot and one shallow foot, and he couldn't stop looking around for a moment.Hey, there is a snowman there, as big as a real person.

Bai Yutang skipped and ran over, the snowman was in a meditating posture, so he was a little shorter than Bai Yutang.The little guy stretched out a finger to the snowman's nose, imitating the acupuncture technique of the storyteller who robs the rich and helps the poor, and walks the wall.

It was a piece of soft white snow first, and it was too late to feel the coolness of the snowflakes rubbing against the knuckles, but suddenly touched something that was neither soft nor hard, but rather warm.Bai Yutang subconsciously withdrew his hand, retreated too quickly and fell down in the snow.Without crying or fussing, he got up and wiped his butt. The little guy was tenacious and approached the snowman again.

This time, it was obvious that Bi Cai was more cautious than before. He poked his fingers through the small hole he had pierced just now, and picked upwards.A large cloud of white snow fell in clusters, and a corner of the things wrapped inside was exposed.Bai Yutang stepped back deftly, and took a closer look, and found that it was a person, a child who was only in his teens.

"Don't be afraid, I'll get you out here," Bai Yutang started to scrape the snow without saying a word, his little hands were red from the cold in the snowdrift, but he just gritted his teeth and didn't cry out.Pat and beat, shaking off most of the snowflakes, trying to pick out the people inside.Starting from the top of the head to the bottom of the body, and then going back to wipe off the snow on his face, Bai Yutang devoted himself to doing it meticulously.

From this, he could clearly see the face of the child, with a square face and thick eyebrows, his eyes were tightly closed while exhaling, but he was motionless.His hands were numb from the cold, Bai Yutang didn't care about warming up, so he went to check his breath.His breathing was even and long, his complexion was a little pale, and he seemed to be alive.Since he is alive, why does he ignore people in such a detached manner.Bai Yutang pouted and couldn't figure out why, so he pushed the kid, "Hey, why don't you move, brother said that you'll catch a cold if you're buried in the snow."

The child's eyelids were slightly opened, and soon he returned to the detached and chattering posture, even the breath was not thick or thin.

He's still alive and still able to move, so why... With a thought in his mind, Bai Yutang suddenly realized that he did it on purpose.Deliberately ignoring people, deliberately pretending to be deep.Okay, your grandpa Bai still dares to put on airs here.Bai Yutang put his hands on his waist, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Still not moving, you asked for it yourself."

Turning a deaf ear to it, the child remained calm and unmoved.

Bai Yutang raised his eyebrows and ran away, the little Jiujiu in his heart beating loudly.There is a low house not far away. There has never been a habit of locking it in the Tianluan Mountains. It creaks when it is pushed lightly.The room was too dark, so Bai Yutang, who pushed the door open, opened the window on tiptoe, letting the faint moon shadow slant down on the ground.

You can barely see the scenery inside the house. There are curtains on the carved dragon bed to cover the spring. Although the tables and counters are simple and unpretentious, they are clean and meticulously carved with phoenixes. It is easy to recognize that it is a woman's place.Su Bai Shengxuan was spread out on the table, a piece of ink was half researched, and the Zihao brush was placed on the edge of the inkstone, neither pen was finished nor a word was mentioned.