There are always people who covet the immortal body

Outside the door, Xu Dunzi came over on the muddy road, and saw Qi An sitting under the eaves carving something, with a piece of wood in one hand and a knife in the other, very focused.

He approached and said, "Brother An, the roof of my house is leaking, so I can borrow a ladder from you."

Qi An raised his head, and casually glanced at the wooden ladder leaning against the mud wall.

"Get it yourself."

Xu Dunzi then stepped over to pick up the ladder and leave, but Qi An hurriedly called to him: "Hey, let me fix it for you, I'm familiar with this."

It was his words that Xu Dunzi was waiting for, secretly happy: "Okay, then I will trouble Xiao An."

Qi An took the ladder from his hand with a blank expression and carried it on his shoulders, his steps were a little brisk.Xu Dunzi followed behind, and seemed to have sensed that something was wrong with him recently, as if there was something in his heart, and he didn't talk about it if it didn't make sense.

Outside the door, I met a girl who was very enthusiastic when I wrote the Spring Festival couplets that day. She greeted her and asked, "The young master hasn't come back yet?"

It doesn't matter if it's appropriate for a female relative to ask these questions, but just ask like that, and speak quickly.

Qi An smiled bluntly: "No!"

Immediately, he walked away with a stern expression, and his steps became more hasty, not knowing whether he wanted to avoid this girl or the topic about Liu Jueming.

When we arrived at Xu Dunzi's house, the gate of his house was a bit narrow, and it was difficult to carry the ladder through.Qi An had no choice but to unload the ladder from his body and turn it into a portable one, and Xu Dunzi followed suit.

He observed Qi An for a while, and he finally knew the reason why he was depressed.I'm afraid it's because of that handsome young man who doesn't know where he came from.

Thinking of this, he directly asked, "Xiao An, do you miss Uncle Ming?"

Qi Qiang pretended not to take it seriously, but there was a trace of sadness in his heart: "No, why do I miss him?" Even though his mouth was stiff, the dazed eyes still betrayed him.

Seeing the other party's denial, Xu Dunzi had no choice but to keep his mouth shut.After the ladder was moved under the eaves, Qi An abruptly let go, and with a sound of 'Peng', the wooden ladder smashed into the wet mud.

Xu Dunzi hurriedly reached out to help him up, his face showing embarrassment.

Qi An had let go of his hand carelessly, but with the conversation between the two just now, it might be difficult to explain clearly.All he could say was, "Sorry."

Then he raised the ladder again and put it on the edge of the house. Just as he was about to climb up, Xu Dunzi said silently behind him: "Brother An, it's not this side, it's that side."

He pointed in a direction.

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"Oh!"

Qi An had no choice but to act as if nothing had happened and move the ladder to the direction he was pointing at, but in his heart he scolded himself like a fool.

While he was picking up roof tiles, Xu Dunzi moved the corners of his mouth while staring at his back, and said, "Brother An, I know you miss Uncle Ming. It’s a different kind of miss.”

He stopped holding the tile, and asked with a chuckle, "It's different? What's the difference?" He turned around and continued to work: "Besides, I didn't miss him. Who do you think he is, but It's a bum I picked up."

Yes, bastard!He told himself this in his heart, but as Dunzi said, it was indeed different, so how could it be the same?He didn't regard Liu Jueming as his adoptive father, nor did he regard him as anyone, but only as someone he liked.

The tile in his hand suddenly slipped and fell from the roof when he lost his mind.Xu Dunzi's legs were fast, and he quickly dodged to avoid the attack of the tiles. He raised his head worriedly and said to Qi An: "Brother Xiao An, why don't you come down and let me fix it?"

Qi An pretended he didn't hear it, and the movements of his hands never stopped.The floating clouds in the distant sky slowly drift away, looking extremely leisurely.

In a blink of an eye, it was the Spring Festival, and I stepped on a corner of the west wall of my house. I don't know if it is a bad omen.The village chief stirred the mud and mixed the mud bricks again to build it again. Seeing Qi An laying hands aside, his face was still serious and stern.He turned around and said, "This wall has been around for some time. It is estimated that the continuous heavy rain has caused it to collapse. It just so happens that I can renovate one side."

After listening to him, Qi An suddenly remembered something, raised his head and asked, "Father, have you figured out a way to deal with our village being swept away?"

The movements of the village chief's hands paused, and he sighed softly: "There is nothing we can do. We have to beg others in a desperate manner. Moreover, you know some calligraphy, so you can secretly write letters to ask for help. We have no right to speak, but I can stick to it."

"Oh!"

Qi An lowered his head. In fact, he has already written several letters about writing letters, and he doesn't know if they have been delivered for him. Anyway, he hasn't waited back and forth.

Suddenly, it occurred to him that it would be great if Liu Jueming was here, he would definitely have a countermeasure to tell himself

The way of celebrating the New Year in the backcountry is really not lively. Just go door-to-door to set up a new year, get a shortbread, and so on, which can be regarded as the blessing of the second year.For the rest, there is no market, no fireworks, and no lively singing and dancing.In terms of excitement, only Xu Dunzi's half-grown children were lively. They didn't know what to play when they got together, and the laughter was enough to spread from the beginning of the village to the end of the village.

Before going to bed at night, Qi An read at the table for a long time, felt sleepy, and moved to the bed listlessly.The quilt is newly changed, and for the sake of celebration, it is almost a red quilt cover.He lay down on it and smelled it for a long time, the cold quilt covered with an unknown smell, which made people feel comfortable.

In a blink of an eye, he caught a glimpse of the bed where Liu Jueming was sleeping.There was no change of quilts on it, but it was cleaned up by Qi An, without any sticky dust.

He got up from his own bed, walked over, reached out and touched the familiar edge of the bed, and then recalled the day when he met Liu Jueming, who was lying naked on the bed.I thought he passed out, but it turned out that he just fell unconscious.

He couldn't help but smile a little, then fell down on the bed, hugged the quilt into his arms, and hugged him tighter and tighter.

"Nanzhu Xianjun, it's a pleasure to meet you, how did you meet you in front of Yuelao's mansion, is this a visit?"

As soon as Liu Jueming left the 'Yuelao Temple', a cyclist came to meet him. I don't know if he didn't meet often, but Liu Jueming couldn't remember who he was for a moment.I had no choice but to say respectfully: "I'm going to visit Yue Lao, nothing else."

The cyclamen is dressed in white clothes that shine through, and has a mustache on his chin, making him look a bit cross-eyed.With a smile on his mouth, he didn't ask any more questions, and walked in directly.

Liu Jueming snorted lightly, like a sneer, but also like a response.

Walking slowly all the way to his own fairy house, he stopped and turned to walk towards Yunhua Mansion in another direction.With his hands behind his back, his steps were unknowingly brisk.

At this time, Yunhua was talking to some monster in the fairy house, when he heard that Liu Jueming had come, he moved out of the door.As soon as he entered the hall, Liu Jueming was sitting in a tall coat with cold tea.

He walked over, took the teacup in his hand, and said, "What's so good about cold tea? I'll ask someone to make another pot and serve it hot."

"No, I'm just quenching my thirst."

After Liu Jueming said that, he took the teacup from his hand and drank it down in one gulp.Then he showed an intriguing smile and said: "Earlier, there was a fairy named 'Fuyue' here, who often helped you take care of the front yard. It is said that she never appeared again after she descended from the mortal world. Is there such a thing?"

Yunhua thought for a while: "It's true!"

"Hey, if that fairy is still alive now, would you be interested in her?"

Liu Jueming was outspoken, but luckily the other party was used to it.

Yunhua also poured himself a cup of cold tea, brought it to his mouth, and said, "Maybe he will!" Then he smiled and took a sip of the tea.

However, Liu Jueming smiled secretly: "I thought you were the kind of person who would become a Buddha immediately after entering the monk's temple, but I didn't expect that you also have emotions and desires."

Yunhua didn't speak, but just gave a light snort.

The next moment, Liu Jueming asked again: "I'll help the old painter look after the house tomorrow, and I have to go to Fan in a while, do you want to come together?"

Yunhua raised his eyebrows, hesitated for a long time before slowly opening his mouth: "Just now the emperor told me to get used to the beasts, now is a good time to tame them, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave them for a while."

"All right, I'll take care of your godson for another two days."

Liu Jueming said jokingly: "But I can't guarantee that he will run away with others."

"That would be better, and save me a lot of worry."

After Yunhua finished speaking, he suddenly remembered something, his eyes lit up, and then he took out a jade pendant from his pocket and handed it to Liu Jueming: "This is for body protection, it has spiritual energy, please pass it to him for me, just say yes I left it to him, as for me, I won’t be able to go back after doing business for a while.”

Liu Jueming took the jade pendant, rubbed it between his fingers, and said, "Okay, anyway, people will obediently listen to what you say."

He took another look at the clouds that were gradually turning orange-red outside the door, took down his teacup, stood up, and said to Yunhua: "It's getting late, I have to go down first, see you tomorrow, God Lord Yunhua."

Yunhua said, "I'm afraid it's tomorrow for me, but it's half a year for you."

Liu Jueming reached out and patted his shoulder, then took a step and walked out the door.The flowers and plants in Xianju's front yard are well-decorated, but it seems that they are not as desirable as they were then.

When Liu Jueming arrived in the human world, it was pitch black everywhere, as if he had fallen into a forest, and there was the low roar of wild animals not far away.The night was very quiet, he took two steps away, glanced at the blurry Fulu Village across the street, and thought: "I landed here last time, and it was quite embarrassing."

Immediately afterwards, he dodges, directly to Qi's house.

The curtain hadn't been drawn down yet, and the room was still lit with a lamp like a bean, and the faint light was bouncing.He walked to the window and saw that Qi An was lying on his bed and fell asleep, the quilt was not covered, his body was curled up into a ball, probably from the cold.

He leaned closer to the other person's face, and with the help of the weak light, he could see the other person's brows tightly knit together, and he couldn't help but said inwardly, "What kind of nightmare did you scare me into this?"

Immediately, he couldn't help but get closer and kissed the other person's forehead lightly.

When he raised his face again, he realized that he had done an unexpected and stupid thing, so he could only laugh at himself.Then he turned around and stretched, and walked to another bed.