fairy dust

The seventh day of July, the night of begging for cleverness.

In Luohualin outside Sunan Mansion, three fast horses roared past among the dense camphor trees.

Behind the path in the forest is the distance, and the end of the distance is where they came from - Xiling.

And the direction of the path is Sunan Mansion.

Under the moonlight, the three horses galloped like a shuttle, with only half a body difference between the front and back.

From their thin and elegant figures, it can be easily seen that all three of them are women.

Two of them were wearing the same Haiqing robe, and the same gauze cap on the Xiaoyao scarf.

The other person was dressed in the majestic and magnificent purple sky robes and the valiant purple cloud crown on his head, and ran ahead on his horse.

He has blue silk noodles, cool lips pursed lightly, a pair of eyebrows are slightly furrowed, and the pupils under the eyebrows are as shallow as water.Although his expression was stern, it was hard to hide his slightly eager mood.

She didn't speak a word, just kept urging the whip and galloping all the way.

The two fourteen or fifteen-year-old disciples did not dare to neglect for a moment, and followed closely behind.

They know that tonight is the Qixi Festival, the night when the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl meet on the magpie bridge.

I also know that Master Feiyun must be in a hurry to get to southern Jiangsu.

But I don't know who Master is going to meet in such a hurry.

Three years ago in the Kunshan War, the twelve gates of Kyushu were injured by ghosts, and the future is worrying.

Hemeng disciples who have been seeking medical treatment for several years without success, often throw themselves to Qingyao Palace to ask for help.

At that time, Grand Master Mingxin had already entered Wentian Pagoda, and it was all thanks to Master Feiyun for diagnosis and treatment.

Don't say that Master is weak and inconvenient to travel, but just because of Master's Qingxuan medical skills, it is worth all the sick people in the world to visit Zilu Mountain.

Disciple Chang Chun slowed down a little, and whispered to Chang You who was driving alongside: "If Master hadn't gone to save people, how could he have driven the horse so fast?"

Chang You quite resembled someone, and said with a leisurely smile: "Master is usually cold and seldom sees a smile, especially when he frowns and smiles when he is treating people. But this time... it's different. So I conclude that her old man's trip is not the same. It’s definitely not for treating people.”

Chang Chun was puzzled, shook his head and said, "Why is it different? I haven't seen Master smile on this journey."

Chang You proudly said: "Fool. It's not that Master doesn't smile, she just doesn't smile at you."

Although Feiyun rode his horse ahead, he still clearly heard the whispers of the two young disciples.

not laughing...

Someone once said this to her.

I didn't understand it at the time, but now I feel deeply.

Since that person left Zilu Mountain, she seemed to be real and never smiled again.

"Don't smile at me, smile at you?" Chang Chun was a little annoyed, but suddenly remembered something, and carefully reminded: "I said you, don't always be an old man. Our master is so young, he is not an old man. You The nonsense is heard by the master, be careful that her old man uses you to practice acupuncture."

"Hey! Keep your voice down!" Chang You's heart shuddered, and the fear of learning acupuncture and moxibustion with Master suddenly surged into her heart, and she hurriedly hissed Chang Chun: "You also said the old man just now, why does Master Dudu always let me Acupuncture with her?"

Dudu always asks Chang You to practice acupuncture with him?

Feiyun frowned.

In this way, it seems that he does always have that apprentice by his side.

Although it was done unintentionally, there should be a reason in the subconscious mind.

Why……

Feiyun thought carefully.

Chang You's personality is easy-going but still spirited, with a smile on his face all the time, as if there is nothing worth embarrassing in this world.

For example, when refining medicine and injecting acupuncture, most of the ordinary apprentices will study hard and insist on stalking to get a result.

Chang You is good, once the herbs are released, I spread them out on the Qingyao Terrace and look at the sky.

After a few hours, he was the first to solve the problem.

In this way, she looks very much like the person who taught her with her heart back then...

Thinking of that person, Feiyun's chest tightened.

It's not that they are close to the hometown, but they are [-]% similar.

"It's not that you are talented and intelligent, but Master has the intention to cultivate it." Chang Chun said, inadvertently giving Feiyun a good excuse to relax.

While being modest, Chang You teased Chang Chun and said, "You're always praising me, senior sister is not bad herself. The senior uncles all call you Miaoshouhuichun little Hua Tuo."

Chang Chun gave Chang You a white look, and said with a bright smile: "I'm far behind. In the next year's first apprentice selection, Junior Sister, please work hard and come back with the name of Ling Zun. Senior Sister is optimistic about you."

"The selection of the first apprentice in the coming year?" Chang You curled her lips and said helplessly, "Please, I don't know how many years it will take me to reach the state of enlightenment."

"Hahaha." Chang Chun giggled and galloped forward.

Regardless of whether Master Feiyun had a cold face all the way, anyway, the little girl has been locked up in the mountains for too long, and she is in a good mood when she comes out.

Chang You also caught up with the horse's belly and quickly caught up.

From time to time, she secretly glanced at the back of Master Feiyun who was concentrating on riding the horse in front of her. She really couldn't figure out how the master who usually coughed, coughed and panted when he said a few words was so proficient in riding a horse.

…………

It was almost Youshi and there were still people going up the mountain to visit, so Yaotong was not surprised.

There are always people who are terminally ill, and his young master is a miracle doctor in the eyes of the world.

A mountain road leading to the Li Jiayu Grass Garden has long been leveled by visitors day and night.

After all, there is no time for illness, and even at the end of the year, there are still people who run up the mountain with their lives hanging by a thread.

It's a pity that the Qiqiao Festival happened to be unlucky.

Huang Qi opened the door, and casually said: "I don't see a doctor today, our son is not here, and I have invited the girls out for drinks on Qixi Festival."

"Excuse me." Chang Chun stepped forward and waved his hands in greeting.

"Oh my god, Taoist!" Huang Qi raised the lantern to take a photo, almost dropped the lantern to the ground in fright, and was about to close the door with her backhand.

"Don't be afraid." Chang You had expected it a long time ago, and stuck the whip rope to the door, and said slowly: "We know your identity, and we didn't come to embarrass you."

"This..." Huang Qi cautiously opened the door again, and raised the lamp to illuminate it.

But seeing that the three in front of him might really be here to see a doctor.

The two young disciples were refreshed, and they were all right.

The one in the middle, although dressed imposingly, has a pale face and weak breath of blood.

At first glance, it looks like an old disease, which has completely hurt the body.

"How many are..." But the three of them were dressed as Taoist masters, Huang Qi still didn't dare to accept them rashly, and still wanted to explore the mountain gate.

Changchun said politely: "We are Qingyao Palace of Tianyuzong..."

"You... are the gods of the Tian Yuzong? Disrespect and disrespect." Huang Qi, who dared to neglect the people of the Tian Yuzong, immediately returned the salute.

Originally, as soon as he saw the Haiqing robes of the two young disciples, he thought they looked familiar.

But the posture of the purple-clothed fairy in the middle made him really not sure.

After all, this Bulin Mountain Jade Grass Garden has never been in such a high position at such a young age... and seems to be seriously ill.

Besides, Tianyuzong Qingyao Palace's medical skills are superb, which is well known in the world.

The Baifang Sea under Dayun Peak is full of magical medicine and fairy grass, and everyone knows it.

People from Qingyao Palace have no reason to travel thousands of miles to his small medicine garden to seek medical advice.

Therefore, Huang Qi cautiously asked: "I don't know the three celestial beings, why are you here?"

Chang You and Chang Chun couldn't answer this question, they could only turn their heads helplessly and stare at their master.

"Ahem...I'm looking for someone." Feiyun said lightly.

Huang Qi knew what was said, and she still confirmed it: "I don't know who the Immortal wants to see?"

"Ling Feiming."

I haven't said this name for three years, and there is a strange feeling between my words.

That person had already retreated from the position of the first disciple, but Feiyun still called her Ling Zi's title.

It seems that this address has long been a habit, since she watched that man become the first apprentice of Qingyao Palace that year.

Chang Chun and Chang You couldn't help but look at each other when they heard the name, sticking out their tongues in surprise.

Two years ago, Tian Yuzong recruited disciples widely.

They passed the entrance test and worshiped under Qingyao's sect, and they only saw Daoist Feiyun and a group of masters and uncles.

Although I have also heard from my uncles that Qingyao Palace originally had a very powerful uncle.

That martial uncle was once the first disciple of Mingxin Grand Master, and his Taoist name is Feiming.

It's a pity that Master Feiming had already left the mountain when they came, so there was no chance to see him.

However, although the non-Master Uncle Ming is not around, the rumors have never stopped.

Especially those uncles who are of the same generation as Uncle Feiming, when they mentioned the past of Uncle Feiming, they all showed admiration.

But for some reason, only their master, Feiyun, has never mentioned Uncle Feiming in the past two years.

Even if she overheard someone talking about it by chance, her already serious expression would immediately turn dark.

The disciples even speculated whether Uncle Feiming might be Daoist Feiyun's old enemy and a big taboo.

But their entry level is low and their seniority is low, so of course they don't know the secrets of their master and uncle, and they dare not ask them.

Today, I never expected that the master, who usually doesn't even step down from Qingyao Terrace, would go all the way to Sunan Mansion to meet Uncle Feiming with his horse and whip.

The two little girls winked at each other and communicated intensely.

This is probably the most inexplicable tacit understanding among all the children who eat and sleep together, practice together, grow up together with sorrow and joy.

Chang Chun stared: Master didn't come here to seek revenge from his uncle, did he?

Chang You closed her eyes: Please, they are sisters from the same family, so where is the hatred.

Chang Chun nuozui: Why can't there be?You look carefully at Master's hands, and you are trembling with anger. "

Chang You curled her lips: Come on, it's cold at night, Master is weak, it's cold.

Chang Chunshu raised his eyebrows: The ass is freezing.The fine weather on the seventh day of July, show me that you are shivering from the cold.

Chang You grinned: It may also be that I haven't seen my uncle for too long, and my teacher is nervous.

Chang You guessed right this time, but unfortunately Chang Chun couldn't understand.

What kind of god and man is Uncle Fei Ming, who can make the serious master so nervous.

Chang Chun frowned: Could Uncle Feiming be more fierce, colder and more frightening than Master?

Chang You chuckled, shook his head and nodded, expressing a series of extremely complicated connotations: Sister, you remember wrongly.In the past, Tian Yuzong did have a master who was more fierce, colder and more frightening than our master.It is said that he is the first disciple of Master Ming Lu of Tianshu Palace.But she has been away from the mountain for a long time. After that, our master respects her as a well-deserved heaven, imperial, sect, first, first, fierce.

"Are you... Astragalus? Cough cough..." Tian Yuzong's number one murderer took the initiative to greet people.

"Is the Shangxian... Daoist Feiyun?" Huang Qi's eyes lit up.

I don't know how many lives I saved by using medicine in my previous life, but in this life, both doctors and immortals of Qingyao Palace came to Yucao Garden.

"Little Yaoling is not bad, and he recognizes my master." Changchun was triumphant, very satisfied with Huangqi's performance.

Huang Qi hurriedly opened the gate and invited the three of them into the Jade Grass Garden. While leading the way, she said flatteringly, "Oh, the little spirit is blessed. Thanks to Feiming for staying here. I often teach the little spirit medicine classics and medical skills. It has benefited Xiaoling a lot. It is a pity that Shangxian's arm is injured and it is difficult to perform acupuncture, so he often sighs and praises, saying that if Junior Sister Feiyun is here..."

As Huang Qi spoke, she suddenly felt a chill down her spine.

The light in Jade Grass Garden was dark, but he still noticed Feiyun's sharp gaze, and instantly activated his desire to survive.

"Oh, haha, don't blame the Daoist, it's Xiaoling who imitated Feiming Shangxian and got into the drama too much." Huang Qi smiled vaguely, trying to get away with it quickly, and continued: "Feiming Shangxian said that if Feiming Daoist is here , Let Xiaoling see what is called the unrivaled stitching method that is as big and delicate as clouds, small as dust, woven like colored chains, and dotted like stars. So Xiaoling has heard the reputation of Daoist Feiyun for a long time."

After hearing this, Chang Chun exclaimed loudly: "Wow, is Master Feiming always praising my master so bluntly?"

"Exactly." Huang Qi said earnestly, "Xiao Ling would not dare to lie to all the celestial beings. Besides, the celestial being Ming also said..."

"What else did Master say?" Chang You couldn't bear to be proud, and wanted to hear more about that mysterious Master boasting about his Master.

"What can she say. Cough..." Feiyun interrupted Huang Qi coldly, and said with a straight face: "She can't spit out any ivory. It's just some exaggerated words, don't listen to them. Cough cough……"

Feeling so disgusted with Feiyun, many memories of the past appeared in his mind.

At that time, beside Qingyao Terrace, there was always a thin figure waiting timidly for the return of another person.

Because when that person came back, Xu Shi spread out his palm and brought her a few candies.

Xu Shi beamed with joy and added jealousy to tell her a story from down the mountain.

More importantly, that person brought back a heart she was hanging on.

Later, ashamed of waiting eagerly, she began to pretend to pass by, and happened to meet the man returning.

And later on, for some unknown reason, she would rather wait a few hours on purpose before meeting each other, rather than making a special trip to meet her.

But when the man saw her, his smile remained the same.

Every time I come back, there is never less candy, and the story never stops.

Until the farewell three years ago, she had been looking forward to it for several months, but she only waited for a letter.

No candy, no story, just a few lines of writing.

She looked and looked, nearly a thousand times.

That person's every frown, smile, and word seemed to fade into the years without a trace.

She was the only one left, and she still remembered clearly.

Maybe that person may not have forgotten, there are still people waiting on Qingyao Terrace.

It's just that that person never knew that in her heart, she would always wait for that person.

Feiyun's face darkened again, which made the two young disciples very nervous.

Chang Chun couldn't help but wink at Chang You: Look, I'm not even happy to be praised, Master and Uncle really have a grudge.

This time, Chang You couldn't find any reason to refute, so he nodded heavily in agreement.

"Her...how is her injury?" The number one murderer of the Tian Yuzong didn't take the initiative to care about anyone.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he confused Changchun Changyou who had just identified the two as old enemies.

Huang Qi replied earnestly: "The injury on Feiming Shangxian's hand is no longer a problem. It's just that although the climate in Sunan Prefecture is warm, there is also a lot of rain. Every wet season, Shangxian's arm will hurt. Miss Nanqing and I want to She tried many methods, but still had little effect. The Goddess never complained, but instead comforted us. She laughed and said that it’s not a blessing, at least she will know in advance when it will rain, so we won’t be afraid that we will forget to bring an umbrella and get soaked. .”

After hearing this, Feiyun felt sore.

This is indeed the character of that person, who always only shows others with a smile.Even if there is any pain, never tell outsiders.

Sometimes, Feiyun really wondered if he had been under the influence of that person all day long.So it also fell into the strange problem of not being able to express the true state of mind calmly.

But she couldn't blame the man.

Because she couldn't express her feelings for that person truthfully.

…………

In the end, Chang Chun and Chang You still didn't meet the legendary Master Non-Ming.

As soon as they arrived at the gate of the hut where the uncle lived, the master entrusted them to Huang Qi to take them for dinner.

The euphemistic name is the age of growing the body, neither eating nor sleeping should be missed.

They are also allowed to make an exception and do not need to practice holding wisdom after dinner, but just lie down on the couch and have a good rest.

Arranging for the two apprentices to leave in a hurry, Feiyun himself hesitated for a long time in front of the door.He also held a few traces of red marks on his pale palm.

She imagined many ways to speak, adjusted a few facial expressions, and even silently rehearsed many attitudes towards Ling Feiming in her heart.

For example, the gentleness of letting go, the indifference of indifference, the blame of being very dissatisfied, and the anger of hammering you to death.

But after choosing and choosing, there was still no one that satisfied her.

"I'm tired of waiting, you should come in." A call came from the silent room suddenly.

Feiyun's heart trembled, and the familiar voice was about to tear her tear ducts apart in an instant.

"You... know I'm coming." Feiyun took a deep breath, kept calm, and pushed open the door of the hut.

Never thought that Ling Feiming was standing behind the door, and if she walked too quickly, it was almost inevitable that she would run into that man's arms.

in this case……

When she was hesitating outside the door just now, wouldn't Ling Feiming be separated from her by only one door.

That may be the closest distance between her and that person after three years of absence.

Thinking of this, Feiyun's heart throbbed again.

"I've noticed your breath for a long time. Weakness is weak, but I'm familiar with it." Ling Feiming smiled and stepped forward to hold Feiyun.

This time, Feiyun was even more uneasy.

I don't know if it's the fault of the tired horses or the poor health.

Feiyun only felt his heart beating rapidly and uncontrollably, and his heart shrank into a ball in spite of himself.

His legs and feet became more sore and weak. If he hadn't forced himself to stand upright, he might have fainted beside Ling Feiming.

"Junior sister, are you uncomfortable?" Ling Feiming noticed Feiyun's strangeness, and quickly helped her sit down at the table, and poured her another cup of fragrant tea.

Feiyun scolded himself for not living up to expectations in his heart, and drank the shocking cup of tea.

In order to keep her composure, she didn't even dare to make eye contact with Ling Feiming.

Ling Feiming had already seen Feiyun's embarrassment, so he took the initiative to chat with her to relax her and said, "I don't know Daoist Qingyao is here, but the path is far away, please forgive me, Master Daoist."

Hearing Ling Feiming tease her, Feiyun glared at Ling Feiming, and scolded unceremoniously: "You still dare to talk about Daoist, ahem... If you didn't insist on going down the mountain back then, why would I have to take care of it?" Heavy duty!"

"Hahaha." Ling Feiming looked at Feiyun's slightly sullen look, and smiled happily, "This is my Junior Sister Feiyun."

Feiyun was startled and smiled helplessly.

That man really had a way, and just one sentence made her relax.

Seeing Feiyun's brows stretched out, Ling Feiming pretended to be aggrieved and said, "Junior Sister is really ruthless. As soon as I settled down in Sunan Mansion, I immediately wrote to let Junior Sister know. How is Junior Sister, It took three years to come to see me."

"I, you...cough cough cough..." Ling Feiming complained first, but Feiyun, who had just let down his vigilance, was suddenly speechless.

"Okay, okay." Ling Feiming smiled slyly and said, "I forgive you because of the meeting date carefully selected by my junior sister."

Feiyun said angrily, "Day? Cough... what day is it today?"

"Qi, Xi." Ling Feiming raised the corners of his mouth and said every word.

Under the candlelight, her eyes staring at Feiyun slowly flowed with the firelight.

"Qi, Tanabata?" Feiyun's heart swayed slightly.

Instantly saw through his thoughts, Feiyun's face was slightly hot, he looked away and said falteringly: "Well, I didn't choose it carefully... cough cough... I came out of the mountains at the beginning of the month, and the horse is not special. It just happened to arrive today... cough cough ..."

"Oh, Mabuyou..." Ling Feiming stared at Feiyun with an expression of complete disbelief.

Feiyun no longer defended, instead of making more and more black descriptions, it is better to resort to the most vicious killing - to resolve the embarrassment, all by force.

It's a pity that although this trick is effective, the side effects are also very serious.

Ling Feiming followed suit and fell silent together.

Feiyun had no choice but to scold Ling Feiming, the chicken thief, again in his heart.

She finally couldn't stand Ling Feiming, pretended to look around, and asked, "Why are you alone during the Qixi Festival?"

This sudden question made Ling Feiming a little dazed, and said in surprise, "Of course I'm alone, what else?"

"Nan... where is Miss Nanqing?" Feiyun hesitated, but still asked.

"Her." Ling Feiming suddenly said: "Going to pay homage to Miss Lu's family."

Feiyun was a little surprised, and said, "Why do we still need to pay homage to the dead on Qixi Festival?"

"It's not just Qixi Festival, the first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, big festivals and small celebrations. Little Yaohua will go to Miss Lu's grave to caress the ashes and talk about it." Ling Feiming spread his hands and said, "Don't want me to accompany you every time, say I am the murderer who killed Miss Lu's family, I will be afraid if I go to Miss Lu's family."

"This way...cough cough..." Feiyun coughed a few times, then fell silent again.

In the past, when she went to Youbei together, she also cautiously tried it with plausibility.

Nan Qing did not reveal any affection for Ling Feiming beyond sympathy.

But she was not sure, maybe Nan Qing had already noticed her intentions and deliberately concealed them.

Or, she shouldn't have gone to find out what Nan Qing wanted.

It's time to throw the stone asking for directions into Ling Feiming's heart lake.

I wanted to take advantage of the silence to think about it for a while, but this time, Ling Feiming didn't accompany her to make moves.

"Everything is as usual in the mountains? Master, is she alright?" Ling Feiming asked again.

Alas!After Feiyun heard about it, his heart was evil.

If it wasn't for Ling Feiming living a good life right in front of his eyes, he would really suspect that Chang You's child was reincarnated from this guy.

You said that these two people have never faced each other, so why do they even have the same "bad habit" of calling Master an old man.

"Master is not an old man." Feiyun subconsciously imitated Chang Chun's tone, and also teased Ling Feiming: "If you talk nonsense again, be careful not to be heard by her old man, ahem... I will punish you to comb Mei Duo's hair and tickle."

"Hahahaha." Ling Feiming laughed happily.

It wasn't until he saw the man's bright and carefree smile again that Feiyun realized that his own cheeks were already full of unconcealable smiles.

It turned out that she wasn't smiling either.

It's just that the man always smiled brightly, but she smiled too shallowly.

Before Ling Feiming found out, Feiyun withdrew his smile and said seriously: "Master has entered the Wentian Pagoda, and the time for bigu is getting longer and longer. I think it is not far from the day when the Dao ascends."

Ling Feiming nodded, looking full of anticipation.

Feiyun thought for a while, and then said: "Last year when Grand Master Guan came back to the mountain, he forced Brother Feichuan to drink a jar of wine. Ahem... Senior Brother Feichuan never drank alcohol and slept for three days. I even presided over the worship ceremony on the first day of the new year."

Ling Feiming happily patted the table, not knowing who should tease him first, so he just smiled and said: "Hahaha, Grand Master is so energetic that he even started drinking. I pity Brother Feichuan first. Alright, why don't you feel sorry for Junior Sister first, so you can get the ducks on the shelves?"

Feiyun glared at Ling Feiming, and said helplessly: "There is also Taoist Ming Lu's injury has improved, but he still can't get up to read and write. Cough cough... I wanted him to rest in peace of mind and meditate, but he insisted that he would not sleep for a day. I feel uncomfortable reading scrolls. Cough cough... Brother Feichuan had no choice but to send four disciples from Qingyao Palace to stay with him in Wensheng Pavilion, cough cough... let him smell the fragrance of pens, ink and books for comfort .”

"Pfft." Ling Feiming laughed again for a while, and suddenly said: "Why did you send people from Qingyao Palace again? In the past two years, Tianyuzong recruited a lot of disciples, and Tianshu Palace didn't have a single person?"

"No way." Feiyun's eyes froze, and he said faintly, "I'm probably cursed. Cough cough..."

Ling Feiming blushed for a while.

Then, Feiyun's expression faded, and he said sadly: "Daoist Minghai is still guarding in the mountain, ahem... he doesn't even come out every New Year's Eve and Mid-Autumn Festival."

Ling Feiming also sighed and said, "Master Ming Hai has a cold temper, so I think he must still have knots in his heart."

Feiyun then said: "Senior Brother Feichuan is in Daoxian Palace, Daoist Ming Lu in Tianshu Palace is still there, Qingyao Palace is occupied by me, and Tuming Palace is barely supported by Daoist Ming Hai. Cough... Only Yiwu Palace..."

Ling Feiming regretted, "Tubal still went back to Prince An's Mansion?"

Feiyun nodded, and said: "In recent years, he has been following Daoist Mingda to the deepest cultivation, and his cultivation is comparable to Senior Brother Tan. Ahem... Senior Brother Feichuan intends to keep him, but it is a pity that King An Shidao urgently ordered him to return. Tian Yuzong He has never forced others to be difficult, so he did not keep them. The two young disciples who came to Changji also followed him to Prince An's residence."

"Hey, those two brats can climb high branches." Ling Feiming pouted.

"So right now, it is Senior Brother Feichuan who is always taking care of Yiwu Palace. I hope that next year's first apprentice test will select someone who is qualified to be the first apprentice, ahem...to revive Yiwu Palace's demeanor."

"Well, that's the only way to go." Ling Feiming nodded thoughtfully, then put a smile on his eyebrows, and said expectantly: "Is there anything else interesting, let me hear it?"

Feiyun was startled when he heard that.

This scene is so familiar.

In a trance, she seemed to see herself when she was young, pestering the person who had just returned, listening to one thing and then another.

But today, the eloquent narrator is himself.

The person who listened contentedly was Ling Feiming.

Feiyun understands this expectation better than anyone else, so she also wants to say something to Ling Feiming.

However, in the past few years, Tian Yuzong's vitality has been severely injured and he has not healed, and the population is thin and nothing has happened.

She searched her brains and thought over and over again, but in the end she couldn't find anything new to say.

But she also knows better than anyone else the disappointment of hearing all the interesting things, so she had no choice but to bite the bullet and say: "Also... ahem... Senior Sister Feiyan and Feiyi haven't heard any news since they left the mountain. I don't know what they are doing now. So what."

"Speaking of the two of them." Ling Feiming pinched his chin and said with a dark smile, "After going down the mountain for half a year, they actually came to Sunan Mansion. They stayed with me in Bulin Mountain for a few days, and then went wandering around the rivers and lakes again."

"They...are..." Thinking of the two cuddling each other when the Kunshan illusion dissipated, Feiyun became nervous again.

She wanted to ask something, but didn't know how to speak.

But the more he couldn't speak, the more he wanted to confirm an answer.

"Yes." Ling Feiming said with certainty.

"Yes? What is it...?" Feiyun was startled, Ling Feiming didn't know what she was going to say.

"It's what Junior Sister wanted to ask." But Ling Feiming just knew it, but refused to explain it.

"They...cough cough cough..." Too many expected, unexpected, should have thought of, absolutely unexpected things came up in one mind, and Feiyun forced himself to blush.

"Speaking of which, I also have a strange thing here." Ling Feiming pretended not to see Feiyun's reaction to avoid her embarrassment, but said mysteriously: "That day Feiyan brought me some soothing spirit stones , when I took it out of the green bag, I accidentally broke a disgusting-looking dried flower. Guess what, before Feiyi and I could react, she slapped me and Feiyi with two palms It flew out of the room."

"Huh?" Feiyun was very surprised.

In her impression, Ling Feiyan has always been calm and calm, how could he hit someone without saying anything.

Ling Feiming said angrily: "Look, is the door panel on the right newer than the one on the left?"

"You hit it?" Feiyun was even more surprised, the door panel was indeed newer.

"It wasn't a collision." Ling Feiming pursed her lips, folded her arms and said, "Even though Ling Feiyan still has a little conscience, she hit Feiyi first. But even if she hit Feiyi first, I was still seriously injured at that time." Unhealed patients, it would be too heavy to take a shot."

"Is there something weird about that disgusting flower?" Feiyun's intuition was still so keen.

"I don't know. Anyway, Feiyan put a forbidden curse on the doors and windows, and it took half an hour to undo it and let us in. Everything in the house is as usual. As for what happened, she refused to show me what happened, of course she refused to say." Ling Fei Ming rolled his eyes, and suddenly leaned forward and said, "Okay, don't just talk about others. What about you, Junior Sister? How are you doing in the mountains?"

"I..." This question stumped Feiyun, she really didn't know where to start.

Ling Feiming smiled and said: "I think you should eat more food. Junior sister is the head of the first palace, look at this thin one, the purple robes of the heavens can hardly hold up. When all the disciples shouted and hugged , isn't it a little bit more posture."

Feiyun didn't say anything, just smiled lightly.

Hugging from front to back was not what she wanted.

The vast Zilu Mountain and the huge Qingyao Palace, her wish all day long is just in front of her eyes at this moment.

"That's right." Ling Feiming seemed to be aware of Feiyun's thoughts, and said first: "The leader of Xianhuo Sect, Li, sends people to deliver golden silkworms on time every year. Thanks to my junior sister, I can already hold the flute hole with my hand." gone."

hand……

Feiyun's heart thumped.

If it wasn't for the injury on her hand that couldn't bear the cold snow on Qingyao Terrace, would she still be by my side...

"Junior Sister doesn't believe it?" Seeing Feiyun's sullen face, Ling Feiming brought Chaofeng to his lips and said, "Then I'll play "Happy Meeting" for Junior Sister to listen to."

Feiyun didn't want the man to force it, and was about to stop him.

After the man finished speaking, the clear and crisp flute sounded in the house.

At first Feiyun thought that the person would play a slow tune, after all, her hand injury was not optimistic.

However, that person was smiling, and he played a sharp tune with a cheerful voice, reflecting the joy of the two reuniting after a long absence.

Feiyun didn't know how much hardship and pain that person had put in for three years to exercise his arms and fingers.

She only knew that if someone else suffered such an injury, within five years, she would not be able to eat with that injured arm, let alone play the flute.

However, the sound of the flute invites people, and the person who played the flute looked around and stared softly.

Feiyun looked at it, his nose was sour, and it was stained with tears.

It's a pity that the flute song was short, and before Feiyun's eyes were reddened and the rain fell, Ling Feiming stopped and came to her side.

"Hard to hear." I don't know why I blurted out these two words, Feiyun lowered his head, not daring to look at Ling Feiming.

Perhaps it was the fine beads of sweat on the man's forehead that hurt her long-awaited love.

Perhaps it was the pale trembling of the man's fingers that teased her self-esteem for no reason.

"Hey, don't worry, this arm is fine." Ling Feiming knew Feiyun's duplicity best, rolled up his sleeves a little, revealing that shocking arm, smiled and said to Feiyun, "Thanks to my junior sister becoming a Taoist teacher. If you are waiting to be married, I am afraid that you will not be able to find a good husband."

"What nonsense!" Feiyun didn't dare to look at Ling Feiming, and couldn't bear to look at her injuries, so he could only speak fiercely.

But that person was absolutely right, and she was also glad that she had crossed thousands of rivers and mountains and became a Taoist teacher in Tianyuzong.

She doesn't expect to be married in her boudoir.Anyway, she already has her wishful man, but he is not a man.

Seeing that Feiyun bowed his head and said nothing, Ling Feiming moved forward as if nothing had happened, and said with a wave of his arms, "Junior Sister's show is not good. Seeing how the wound is stitched together, it looks like a big centipede has been stabbed around her arm."

"Boring." Feiyun couldn't help Ling Feiming teasing her like this, and angrily pulled Ling Feiming's sleeve off.

But she soon regretted it.

Although the force of this pull was slightly strong, it wouldn't make that rascal bend over.

The man's gaze was finally unavoidable, Feiyun swallowed inexplicably.

"It's rare to visit me...it's better to stay a little longer..." The man tried to persuade him to stay in a low voice with an irresistible voice.

"Gong, Qingyao Palace... things are messy..." Feiyun really wanted to close his eyes.

She was afraid that if she was so closely reflected in that person's eyes, something tense in her heart would lose control.

The man didn't know how to restrain himself, Xiexie said again: "When I was young, you always wanted to go down the mountain with me. I think we have been in the same family for many years, but you and I have never tasted the fireworks in the world together. Yun'er knows that Sunan Mansion is very lively, day and night have their own beauty , I want to take you to..."

I don't know if that person did it on purpose, but this childhood nickname finally cleverly broke Feiyun's never-relaxed bottom line.

"I'm not Yun'er anymore!" Feiyun pushed the man away forcefully, his face flushed red, and he coughed violently.

"Yes, yes..." Ling Feiming's heart ached sharply.

But she is always that kind of person, others can only see her joy, but never her sorrow.

"I'm sorry." Ling Feiming turned around.

The window was closed, she couldn't see anything, she could only look for the distant moonlight in her heart lonely.

Silence, a moment's silence.

It's like a misty galaxy stretching across the two people who are close at hand.

Hopeful, unattainable.

If the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl lasted one year and one year because of their love for each other.

The two people whose hearts cannot be connected, will it become a farewell after saying goodbye?

In the silence, no matter how light your footsteps are, you will knock heavily on your heart.

Ling Feiming still didn't turn around.

She felt that there was nothing to be afraid of. The big deal was that Feiyun would go to the old and new door, walk out of the Jade Grass Garden, and walk back to Zilu Mountain.

But she couldn't calm down the anxiety in her chest.

She was afraid that that person would really just walk out of this door, out of her thoughts, out of her world.

"I, Feiming...I..." The man didn't call her Senior Sister.

The man stretched out his hand from his waist and wrapped her in his arms.

Ling Feiming happily closed his eyes.

But she still saw the moonlight, softly sprinkled in her heart.

Just as she imagined, it was cool, strange and warm.

"What about Junior Sister?" Unable to bear Feiyun's embarrassment, Ling Feiming turned around and took those slightly trembling hands, smiling softly.But seeing that Feiyun's face was already blushing, and against the majestic purple sky robes, he looked even more shy.

Feiyun wanted to break free from Ling Feiming's soft and warm palm, but couldn't help but put his slightly drunk cheek closer to the man's heart.

Xu Shi's unstoppable heartbeat finally gave her great courage.

Feiyun raised his head slightly, with a hint of joy in his eyes, and shyly said: "I'm here, ahem... there is... something important... I want to tell my senior sister..."

Ling Feiming patted Feiyun's shoulder and nodded solemnly.

"Qingquanzong...