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Lingyang Taoist Temple is located on the top of the beautiful Wuling Mountain in the outskirts of the city and has a long history.

When Xie Buqing and Ji Li came to the foot of the mountain, the crew of "Bronze Mirror" was already there. The crew came to work because of the shooting task, and the two of them came to relax.

The crew only filmed at the foot of the mountain. Xie Buqing and Ji Li went straight up the mountain without meeting them face to face.

The Taoist temple only opens the front yard to the outside world, and outsiders are not allowed to enter the middle yard and back yard. Cheng Yi's courtyard is on the far left side of the middle yard, on the edge of the top of Wuling Mountain.

Ji Li and Cheng Yi had already made an appointment, and a Taoist priest led them to Cheng Yi's courtyard, where they met Cheng Yi.

After walking so much, Xie Buqing was already tired, no longer reserved, and sat down to rest carelessly. Seeing Ji Li and Cheng Yi chatting familiarly, he had doubts in his heart, but he didn't ask out on the spot, just a little concerned Keep watching the interaction between the two.

Ji Li was very interested in the place where Cheng Yi lived, and after getting Cheng Yi's consent, he began to look around, wandering from the house to the outside, Xie Buqing followed, and the two stopped in front of the plants raised by Cheng Yi .

Ji Li knew that Xie Buqing was following him and lived together for such a long time. He could guess what Xie Buqing was thinking from Xie Buqing's facial expressions and actions. He turned around and looked at Xie Buqing obliquely: "What's wrong? I don't know what to ask." Dare to ask."

After Xie Buqing confirmed that no one else was around, he leaned close to Ji Li's face in his current standing posture, with a serious expression of "questioning": "Why didn't I hear you mention that you and Mr. Cheng are friends? When did you meet?" ?”

"...I should have mentioned him?" Ji Li thought about it uncertainly, "I told you last night that I would come to see him today."

Xie Buqing recalled last night: "You just said that you would stop by to see a webcaster who will be broadcasting live in the Taoist Temple today..."

Ji Li said calmly, "That's right."

Xie Buqing fell into a brief contemplation, and recalled: "I just remembered, he seems to be a real anchor."

But Ji Li still didn't say when the two of them met, Xie Buqing couldn't continue to ask, and didn't say anything else, otherwise he would appear to be very stingy, but for a person in love, there is no way not to care about the appearance of his lover handsome man.

Xie Buqing sighed softly, and when he turned slightly sideways, he saw Cheng Yi standing at the door looking at them.

Seeing that Xie Buqing had noticed him, Cheng Yi said: "If you want to visit the Taoist temple, why not let me be your guide?"

Ji Li happily agreed, Xie Buqing showed hesitation, the purpose of this trip was to enjoy the world of the two of them, and he hadn't thought about this situation beforehand, but because of his kindness, he had no choice but to agree.

Xie Buqing's fleeting embarrassment and sigh were all caught by Cheng Yi. He is not a person without eyesight, so he immediately changed his words: "I forgot, I still have some things to finish, maybe I can't... sorry."

Of course Xie Buqing was happy with this, and after a short stay, he and Ji Li came out of Cheng Yi's courtyard and returned to the front yard of the Taoist temple.

Cheng Yi sent the two of them away, and smiled helplessly before closing the door. He had a feeling that Xie Buqing and Ji Li were like a pair of lovers, and he felt that he was thinking too much.

In addition to practicing the piano, Cheng Yi occasionally practices ink painting and calligraphy, which helps to keep his emotions in a state of relaxation for a long time and settle his mind.

Thinking of Ye Zhiwen, all the words written down unconsciously were the other party's name.

There was a wind blowing on the top of the mountain, and it blew into the window sill to take away the page of rice paper. Cheng Yi hurriedly reached out to reach for it. on the ground.

Cheng Yi hurried to pick it up, and when he came outside the house, a little tit was holding the rice paper in its mouth and flew down the mountain with flapping wings. The people in the Taoist temple just picked it up.

The others, Cheng Yi, didn't know that Zhiwen could tell at a glance that it was his own handwriting, and he must not see it. Otherwise, if he asked why he wrote his name, how would he explain it?

When Cheng Yi was about to turn around and go back to the house, the titmouse went back and forth, passing over his head with the shining "Ye Zhiwen" and flying to the other side.

This time Cheng Yi couldn't ignore it, so he could only run after the tit, trying to get the rice paper back.

By the time he realized that this tit was a bit weird, he had already run to a place near the foot of the mountain, and walking a few more steps would mean leaving the range of Wuling Mountain.

Cheng Yi hesitated, and backed away from the steps he had taken. Just as he was about to leave, the tit put the rice paper outside the end of the path, circled a few times, and flew away without looking back.

Close at hand.

Anyway, he has already chased here, Cheng Yi couldn't leave the rice paper here, so he took a few more steps forward and bent down to pick it up.

"Crack." There was a crisp sound of crushing dead leaves falling from the tree.

Out of the corner of his eye, a pair of feet broke into the field of vision, Cheng Yi raised his head, and what he saw was a face that was familiar but could not be named.

"I said." The corner of the mouth of the person in front of him curved up, and he grabbed Cheng Yizheng's hand holding the rice paper, "Are you pretending to be stupid or are you doing it on purpose?"

The hand that was forced to hold felt a wave of heat, and the rice paper instantly ignited and turned into ashes. After that, the heat didn't dissipate but intensified, like a wild animal caught in a cage, rushing desperately when it saw the opportunity to escape stand up.

Cheng Yi covered his heart, and when his vision went dark, he didn't know anything.

At the same time, Ye Zhiwen seemed to have sensed something, and he felt uneasy. He hurried to Cheng Yi's room to look for him, but after failing to find out, he asked other people in the temple. After knowing that there were two tourists who had met Cheng Yi, he went to see him. Find these two people.

So now, Xie Buqing and Ji Li looked at Daoist Ye who hurriedly came to stand in front of them, a little confused.

Ji Li was very interested in Ye Zhiwen as soon as he saw him. He had heard that the current master of Lingyang Taoist temple, Master Wubu, was young and promising, but he didn't expect him to be so young.

Xie Buqing was the first to speak: "Excuse me, what can you do with us?"

Ye Zhiwen suppressed his anxiety and looked calm: "Did the relationship between the two of you see process one?"

Ji Li nodded, and Ye Zhiwen continued to ask: "Can you tell me when the two of you left, and Cheng Yike was still in the room at that time?"

"I don't know the exact time. Neither of us checked the time when we left, but Mr. Cheng was in his room at that time." Ji Li asked cautiously, "What, Mr. Cheng?"

Ye Zhiwen showed a smile that reassured the two of them: "It's nothing, it's just that I couldn't find anyone else at the moment."

After a short chat, Ye Zhiwen left. Xie Buqing felt that Ye Zhiwen's behavior was not as good as he said: "Will someone come to ask people in such a big way because they can't find anyone for the time being?"

Ji Li put on a serious look: "Maybe it's because there is something urgent."

Xie Buqing was noncommittal and didn't intend to delve into it. He came out this time for fun, and he didn't want to ruin his mood because of other people's affairs.

Ye Zhiwen finally found the ashes at the foot of the mountain, and the lingering devilish energy on it did not escape his consciousness. The seriousness of the matter was beyond what he thought, and he thought it was just Cheng Yi who couldn't bear the loneliness and ran down the mountain to play , which now appears not to be the case.

But one thing is very strange, before Cheng Yi's aura disappeared from his perception, he didn't notice a trace of strangeness from the outside world, as if Cheng Yi obediently walked out of Wuling Mountain to follow the demons.

How can it be?

With slight footsteps, Ye Zhiwen turned sideways to the dense old tree, looked up at the branches above, and frowned.

Now at this time, you can only use it.

That's right, that's it - the camera.

There is a camera installed on the nearby tree, as long as there is no error, it should be able to capture this angle.

In the video, Cheng Yi didn't appear from the beginning to the end, because the camera just missed the path and fell on the outer part, but fortunately, the person who took Cheng Yi away and... It seems to be Cheng Yi and not like Cheng Yi The man's back.

In the final seconds before the young man in the black tights leaves the frame, he turns his face towards the camera and flashes a defiant smile.

A sense of uneasiness spreads.

In the taxi, the teenager didn't mind the drowsy man lying sideways on his lap, the long black hair spread out, covering the man's face.

The driver saw this scene from the rearview mirror, and chatted with the boy with a smile: "I fell asleep so soon, so I had a good time today."

The boy nodded: "Not bad."

"Are you siblings?"

The boy glanced at him and said, "No, it's just a friend. Also, he's a man."

The driver showed a surprised expression for a moment, and soon returned to normal, sighing: "Such long hair."

The young man ignored him, ran his hands through the sleeping man's long hair, and smiled.

The wind chime at the door rang, and the young man helped him into the store. An Wenqing immediately came to help when he saw it, and helped him up to the room on the second floor.

Gu Nianyan leaned against the door with a look of impatience: "Hey, you don't mean to hide someone with me, do you? I don't have any extra beds for him."

"It's enough to have a place where people can sleep." The young man put the man on Gu Nianyan's bed, "He will wake up in a while, I have something to do, when he wakes up later, let him stay here obediently and don't go out casually."

After explaining, the boy left the room, leaving An Wenqing and Gu Nianyan looking at each other, and then turned their gazes to the man on the bed.

Gu Nianyan stepped forward and pulled An Wenqing away, and sat on the side of the bed: "Go downstairs and watch something, I'll watch him."

An Wenqing agreed, and said before leaving: "Don't forget to arrange a place for him to sleep."

The author has something to say: I spent some time reading the stories I wrote, reorganizing the relationship between the characters I wrote before and the foreshadowing that I forgot, and I feel that I have gained a lot.