Rebirth: sailing a thousand times

The black dog was sticking out its tongue, panting anxiously and running around in circles.

Leng Dong ordered the dog to be held back, and turned to Mu Qingfeng, "My lord, it seems that the stream is blocking the smell of the medicine, and the smell of rotting vegetation blocks the smell of the medicine. Please let me know if you want to move forward!"

Mu Qingfeng stared intently at the opposite side of the stream. The depths of the canyon were dark and there was no light to be seen. From a distance, it looked like a huge monster with its bloody mouth open.

For some reason, he had a strange feeling in his heart, which came from some scattered stones at the entrance of the canyon.

These stones seem to be piled up randomly without any rules, but the more they look at them, the more they feel awkward.

After a long while, he said to Leng Dong, "I think those stones are very suspicious. They seem to be piled up randomly, but they seem to be intentional..."

He stared at Taniguchi and muttered, "I heard that there are some magic formations that use trees and stones, and are arranged according to the geographical terrain. This situation is very similar to formations."

Mu Qingfeng turned around, "Since the clues are clear, don't rush in at this moment. It may be dangerous to enter rashly. Just to be on the safe side, Leng Dong, ask someone tomorrow to find out what this place is and whether there is anything unusual, Yu Qi Kuaima returned to Beijing and brought Ling Min over to investigate whether this place has been mobilized."

Leng Dong and Yu Qi agreed, and everyone got on their horses again and quickly returned to the inn.

There was a cluster of small flames in front of him, reflected in Gu Shaobai's half-closed eyes, the thin flames trembled slightly, as if they could hypnotize.

He rested his chin on both hands and nodded like a pounding garlic. Corresponding to him was Yu Shisan who had been sitting on the small stool for several hours without changing his posture.

Gu Shaobai vaguely thought that it would be nothing if he slept for a while, but before he thought about it, he saw Yu Shisan rushing away, and opened the door with a bang.

The door panel hit the wall and bounced back, the sound cleared the drowsiness in Gu Shaobai's mind in an instant.

He rubbed his eyes, and as soon as he stood up, he saw Mu Qingfeng walking in with a chill all over him.

Gu Shaobai looked behind him, "Where are they?"

"Go to rest."

Gu Shaobai looked up and down for a while, what he did when he went, and what he did when he came back, it seemed that there was nothing serious, so he was relieved.

"How is the investigation?"

Mu Qingfeng picked up Gu Shaobai's leftover half cup of tea and drank it down in one gulp, "I've got some clues."

"Hey, that's..." Gu Shaobai raised his hand to stop him, but he was not as quick as him. He watched him pour the residual tea into his mouth, so he had to smile wryly.

Mu Qingfeng sat on the chair he was sitting on just now, put down his cup, and raised his eyebrows, "It's a big fuss, it's not the first time I drank your leftover..."

Gu Shaobai remembered that he had indeed drank his leftover wonton soup, and was even more speechless because of this man's bad habit.

He silently poured another cup of hot tea and handed it to him, "It's four o'clock, let's rest earlier."

Mu Qingfeng looked at him with the corners of his lips curled up, but he didn't take the tea. Gu Shaobai suppressed his urge to wash his face with tea, as if it was for his elder brother, he raised his wrist and brought the teacup to his lips.

Only then did Mu Qingfeng open his mouth, Gu Shaobai gulped it down on purpose, Mu Qingfeng gulped down his tea, rolled his eyes to look at him, and said in a bitter tone, "Shaobai, you are trying to murder your husband Is it?"

Gu Shaobai pouted and sneered, "I really want to drown you with this glass of water!"

Mu Qingfeng giggled, "Tea can't drown me, if you really want me to die, I have a way..."

Gu Shaobai knew that he was not serious, but he still couldn't help asking, "What can I do?"

Seeing that handsome and extraordinary face getting closer and closer to him, he leaned against his cheek and whispered, "You can suffocate me..."

"Huh?" Young Master Gu didn't understand why.

The next moment, the soft lips were caught by the hot lips, Gu Shaobai subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but one hand suddenly pinched the back of his head, wrapping him in the domineering and fierce sucking involuntarily, making it difficult to escape .

The soft and slippery tongue leaf swipe between the white teeth, as if bewitched, peeling off the insignificant resistance layer by layer like a branch of cardamom, leaving only a trace of entanglement with joy in the end.

Gu Shaobai panted lightly, his cheeks flushed, his jet-black eyes were dyed the color of water, making those indigo eyes bigger.

The flame in the chest seemed to spread to the face, and even the earlobe was hot. After regaining consciousness, he realized that he was sitting on the leg of the rascal at some point, in an indecent and ambiguous posture.

He quickly took back the hand on Mu Qingfeng's shoulder, and when Mu Qingfeng was about to say something with a smile, Gu Shaobai had already covered his mouth, "Shut up...it's getting late, young master It's time to rest...you should hurry back to your room too!"

Then, without any explanation, she stood up and climbed onto the bed as if fleeing for her life, and wrapped her head and feet in a quilt to form a rice dumpling.

The depression in my heart, Gu Shaobai, your elder brother is still in prison, can you be a little promising!

The next day, a small carriage with a gray canopy quietly stopped at the entrance of the inn at noon.

Lingxi's snow-white quilted thick shirt was covered with a cloak with a pure white wind-fur collar. The whole figure looked like an exiled immortal who had escaped into the world, without a trace of fireworks around him.

Mu Qingfeng personally helped him out of the carriage and greeted him to the room.

Gu Shaobai watched from the side, not feeling jealous, but feeling distressed.In any case, Lingmin's current appearance is all due to him.Even though Lingmin has repeatedly emphasized that he is voluntary, but this love is owed after all, and it is still unclear!

Ling Min took a rest when he got to the room, until before dinner, there was some natural color on his pale face.

After dinner, Mu Qingfeng, Ling Min, Leng Dong and others were talking in the room without knowing what, while Gu Shaobai brought two steamed buns and a bowl of braised pork to feed the big black dog.

As expected, the black dog is ferocious and can eat, eating "bajibaji" and occasionally looking up at him.Everyone was busy, so he took the initiative to take on the task of feeding the dogs.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Gu Shaobai felt that after a few meals, the eyes of the black dog looking at him softened, and he didn't bark his teeth at him anymore!

"What name should I give you?" Gu Shaobai looked at the black dog who had licked the bowl brightly, and felt that the little eyes were so pitiful, so he couldn't help reaching out to stroke the fur on his back, "You Why are your little eyes still watery, do you want to take a bath again..."

"It's not full..."

"Uh..." Gu Shaobai stared at the person behind him with black lines on his face, "Do you think I can't see it?"

Mu Qingfeng stroked the long hair on his back, Gu Shaobai's hair stood on end, why was it exactly the same as his gesture of stroking the dog just now.

Gu Shaobai picked up the empty bowl and prepared to send it to the kitchen, "Have you finished talking with Lingmin?"

Mu Qingfeng took the bowl, "I'll deliver it, you can chat with Lingmin for a while."

Gu Shaobai walked into the room with a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes neatly arranged.He went around the city yesterday and found a shop specializing in sweet-scented osmanthus cakes. After trying it out, he immediately liked it and bought a big bag of it back.

The window sash was wide open, Ling Min was leaning on the edge of the window to look out.

This room faced the back alley, except for the dusty continuous roof, there was no other view.The gray sky light fell on his bright eyes, as if covered with a layer of haze, very sad!

Gu Shaobai put the plate on the table, and pulled Ling Min to sit on the chair.

He closed the window casually, "The weather is getting colder and colder, I'm not feeling well, and I'm still standing here blowing the cold wind..."

Ling Min smiled, "It's okay, the wind in our southern Xinjiang is always humid, while the wind in the north is dry and cold, so it's rare to blow it." He saw the sweet-scented osmanthus cakes on the plate. You can also see the pale yellow osmanthus petals, smell the sweet fragrance of osmanthus, and said happily, "It's osmanthus cake."

He picked up a piece, took a bite, and after a long while, a smile floated on the corner of his lips, but Gu Shaobai felt that the smile seemed to be mixed with coptis, a bit unspeakably bitter.

Lingmin stared at the remaining half square of sweet-scented osmanthus cake between his fingers, with lingering eyes, as if he passed through it and fell to a distant and unknown place, "Senior brother is the best at making sweet-scented osmanthus cake... At that time, my brother and I followed the master in the Practicing in the deep mountains, there are few people in the mountains, let alone snacks, but I am very greedy. When the osmanthus flowers bloom, my senior brother will pick off the petals with me, choose the best ones, and make osmanthus cakes. The remaining petals Dry it in the sun and use it again in winter..."

"At that time, I knew how to play all day long. I thought, my senior brother is responsible for everything! For this reason, I was often beaten by my master, and my senior brother pleaded for me every time..."

He put the remaining half of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake into his mouth, swallowed it with sobs, and Gu Shaobai quickly poured him a glass of water.

Lingmin swallowed hard, and her voice became hoarse, "I regret...why didn't you listen to the master and brother at the beginning, and practice hard, then...maybe you can save the brother..."

"Beeping", a lamp flower suddenly exploded, bringing out a room of light that was dimmed in an instant. In the flames, Lingmin's face, which was as thin as dark wings, shone brightly, across the cheeks, and fell like beads.

The faint light of time seemed to fall on his face with warmth and softness. Gu Shaobai saw himself many years later in a trance. In the light and shadow of never coming again, he was alone in nostalgia and regret...

He couldn't bear to look at the haggard soul reflected in the glass-colored pupils, and turned his gaze to one side. Where the red candle was hanging high, there were layers of mottled candle tears.

He sighed in the faint red light, "The grass is smoky, the man has passed away, even if the old hatred is endless, life and death will be boundless in the end...Spiritual mercy, wait for the next life!"

Lingmin was speechless and choked, looking at him in bewilderment, yes, the next life may be expected!

The senior brother said that he must come to find him!

Gu Shaobai originally came to comfort Xie Lingmin, but he didn't expect not only to be unsuccessful, but also to make his mood miserable.

When he closed the door, he felt that all his strength was drained for a moment, leaning against the cold dirt wall, it took him a long time to move his numb legs.

The cold wind came oncoming, raging to and fro, and rolled up a large amount of dust.

Gu Shaobai blinked, as if a piece of dust had caught his eyes, he rubbed the corners of his eyes, but his palms were full of water.

In the dark night sky, the Milky Way is bright, but it cannot take away the brilliance of the bright moon.

Thinking about it carefully, eighteen years of sleepless nights, except for being talented and famous, there is nothing else to be desired. To him, Mu Qingfeng is like the moon in the sky, one can only look up to, but never get it!

I don't know if he will be like Lingmin in the future, leaving a future life in vain?

The author has something to say:

I wrote it past ten o'clock last night. For some reason, I suddenly lost the will to continue, and I dragged it until now to update!However, don't worry, gentlemen, you won't be cheating!