Remember the glorious years of redemption of Hei Lian

When a person is used to seeing the darkness and suddenly sees the light, he will feel dazzling and burning pain, and will not feel good.

This is the case for Qiao Xishui and An Xichen.

He swallowed resentment and hatred, and was covered in thorns, but there was a person who came over the thorns and was willing to give him a candy and a cup of tea.

But for him, sugar is not sweet and tea is not warm.He is used to bitterness and coldness, sweetness and heat have already become poisonous, with a warmth that can kill him.

An Xichen stroked the teacup in his hand.A flower fell on the water in the glass.I don't know where Qiao Xishui found it, but the little white flower just bloomed like that, lonely but brilliant.

He lowered his eyes and pursed his lips.

With a sudden bump, Qiao Xishui finished changing her clothes, and walked out of the back room in a hurry——

He thought so.

Unexpectedly, when he looked up, Qiao Xishui was only wearing an inner coat, his face was full of excitement, he was holding a black one in one hand and a red one in the other, and asked him cheerfully: "Does the black look better or the red one?!"

An Xichen: "...are you sick?"

"Isn't this suitable for you?" Qiao Xishui said as he shook his clothes, urging, "Hurry up, don't mess around, is it black or red?"

An Xichen's brows twitched, and he was agitated for a while, and said: "It's not a girl's house, so why pay attention to this kind of thing?"

"You don't care about feelings. Look at you in black, and look at me in white. If I don't change my clothes, how conspicuous are we? Those who don't know think that we are black and white, and we are here to claim our lives! "

An Xichen was speechless for a while, before he could speak again, Qiao Xishui clapped his hands and said, "Forget it, I'll wear black with you."

An Xichen: "..."

He really wanted to slap the wild ghost to death.

Qiao Xishui put on her clothes and looked up. Uncle An took out the pipe at some point, sat on the bed and smoked, surrounded by smoke, looking quite immortal.

"You're still smoking!" Qiao Xishui said in a fit of anger, "Don't you know what's wrong with your throat? Still smoking!? Someday you'll become dumb, I'll see who you can cry with!"

An Xichen was in a very bad mood, he took a look at Qiao Xishui, and said, "I'm bored, and when bored, I become addicted to cigarettes and want to smoke."

He looked really annoying.

He didn't even smile as usual, his eyes were as cold as the howling winter wind, and Qiao Xishui shivered from his staring for no reason.He originally wanted to walk over to prevent him from smoking - but for the sake of his own life, it's better not to do so.

He is a smart man, he can't take it by force, he just outsmarts him.

So he said: "Brother, we are going out, you are so eye-catching when you go out like this. You are now the most wanted demon cultivator in the immortal cultivation world..."

He only said a few words, and An Xichen's behavior of swallowing clouds and fog paused.

Qiao Xishui only said half a sentence.After he finished speaking, An Xichen had to figure out the rest.

An Xichen is not stupid, he knows what will happen to him if he goes out and exposes his identity.Pu Jing is mostly Xianxiu. If Xianxiu captures his demonic cultivator, it is estimated that his ashes will not be kept.

He clicked his tongue, moved his other hand, and squeezed a three thousand technique.

Sanqian Shushu is as its name suggests, three thousand three thousand, three thousand in the world.Everything in this world, no matter duckweed or golden tiles, can be taken into the body.

I saw that the pipe between his fingers turned into black magic energy and got into his wide sleeve.

Seeing that he no longer smoked, Qiao Xishui grinned and said, "Let's go! Let's go shopping!"

When he smiled, An Xichen's face became even colder.

Qiao Xishui's smile froze.He didn't know that in An Xichen's heart, he was like a poisonous poison in the shape of a human being. He thought that he had done something wrong, so he said: "Brother, I don't know what's wrong, but I'm sorry."

An Xichen silenced him for a while because of his thoughtless apology, and then said, "What are you apologizing for?"

"Aren't you mad at me?"

"No," he said, "I'm not mad at you."

He's just mad at himself.

I am angry that I don't have the courage to step towards the light, and I am willing to sink in the darkness.

People in the world say that he is crazy, that he is so bold that he deceives his master and destroys his ancestors, but in fact he is a cowardly coward.

Qiao Xishui couldn't read his heart, so he didn't know that An Xichen was deeply depressed.He smiled naturally and said, "Then let's go!"

During the Yanwu period, all the inns on this street were reserved by the emperor for the monks from all over the world to rest.The emperor is rich and powerful, a bunch of bosses in the inn are smiling, and Pu Jing's shops from all directions flock to him, yelling and selling, and the lights are brightly lit until late at night, so he can't sleep all night.

The sun was setting slowly, and a bright moon in the night sky illuminated the earth.Taking advantage of the excitement of the martial arts performance, many ordinary people came to this street to join in the fun.Numerous Kongming lanterns in the sky fly to the distance with open flames, and I don’t know whose wish they are carrying.

An Xichen raised his head, looked at the sky lantern flying into the distance, and narrowed his eyes.

Qiao Xishui was not as artistic as him, he pulled An Xichen's sleeve, pointed at a shop in front of him, and couldn't say a word: "Brother!! Candied haws!! My God, there are candied haws in this season, I'm so excited! !"

An Xichen: "...Oh, it's great."

Before he finished his perfunctory words, Qiao Xishui had already rushed to the front of the shop, drooling three thousand feet, his eyes lit up and said, "How do you sell it!?"

The boss said cheerfully: "Three spirit coins!"

The three spirit coins were indeed not expensive, so Qiao Xishui immediately ordered a candied haws.Then he started looking through his wallet, and when the boss picked it out and handed it to him, he didn't find it.

Standing behind him, An Xichen knew that Qingfengmen was poorer than a beggar. As expected, Qiao Xishui turned around with a look of grievance, "My purse is in my white clothes..."

His aggrieved look is really funny, although this statement is a bit sorry for him, but no matter how he looks at An Xichen, he feels like a dog without a bone, and he almost sees the drooping tail behind Qiao Xishui.

An Xichen thought it was funny, laughed out loud, and said, "Even if you have that purse, I don't think there's even half a spirit coin in it."

"Brother... do you have money?"

An Xichen: "..."

After a stick of incense.

"My mother shouldn't have softened her heart and bought you that bunch of candied haws."

With a bunch of candied haws in his left hand and a bowl of candied lotus root with sweet-scented osmanthus in his right, and a bag of biscuits with chess pieces hanging around his neck, An Xichen said so.

Qiao Xishui didn't listen to him at all, he saw the Poria Cake seller in the distance again, and once again let out the scream that An Xichen was most afraid of now, he raised his foot and was about to walk that way.

An Xichen's cold voice sounded hoarse behind him: "If you dare to buy another food, I'll chop you into coke."

Qiao Xishui: "..."

He had no choice but to withdraw his legs in resentment, and turned around and said: "The way you don't let me eat, looks very much like my mother."

"Can you please finish eating these first?" An Xichen said quietly, "Don't you want to see how much you bought?"

Qiao Xishui has a string of crispy rice cakes in his left hand and a string of egg sausages in his right hand, and various snacks are hung on his hands.

Qiao Xishui didn't think there was anything wrong with it: "The purpose of visiting this kind of place is to eat!"

An Xichen: "..."

Qiao Xishui saw his face darken, quickly turned his tongue, and said in a good voice: "Okay, I was wrong, I won't buy it. Good brother, good brother, I will give you half of the candied haws, and you will have a bite of the rice cake." , don't hit me."

An Xichen didn't want to talk too much, he said, "I don't want to eat."

Qiao Xishui didn't care about his sarcasm, he grinned, took a bite of the rice cake, and said, "Then let's put the Kongming lantern?"

An Xichen froze for a moment.

Qiao Xishui chewed on the rice cake, puffed out half of her cheeks, and continued, "I see you've been looking at the sky, do you really want to let it go?"

An Xichen: "...No, I don't want to."

"Okay, then I want to let it go." Qiao Xishui exchanged the half-eaten rice cake and the half-eaten sweet-scented osmanthus lotus root, and said, "Let's go, I have a wish to write on it."

"..."