Shi Yun Ⅱ Sings Crickets Last Night

A messy pile of books surrounds the bed.

The quilt wrapped two people who stayed in bed after clinging to each other all night. When they opened their eyes one after another, it was already afternoon.

Xuan Zifeng lay on his side, lowered his head slightly, and looked at Song Yun who was pillowed on his forearm.

On the arm was a white cloud formed by white hair, which made Xuan Zifeng's heart melt.The corners of the eyes that had been washed away from the tears were still a little pink and slightly swollen, which attracted Xuan Zifeng to kiss.

——I really can’t help it with Master, don’t put a good pillow on it, but I like to sleep on me.

A certain Xuan Zifeng, who evolved from a chicken to a rooster last night, was secretly visceral.

If it were someone else's arm, his arm might have gone numb, but his body as a spiritual master is very firm, so he is not afraid of Song Yun's pillow for a few hours, but Xuan Zifeng's heart is full of tenderness in his arms.

On the other hand, Xuan Zifeng was afraid that the lingering last night and today's dependence were not true, so he subconsciously tightened the hand around Song Yun's waist and abdomen, and only after confirming the heavy weight and temperature of the person in his arms did he feel relieved. Come.

It didn't happen, but it caused Song Yun to wake up, and made a hoarse "ah".

"Master..."

"It hurts, don't move around." Song Yun's voice was already hoarse.

Xuan Zifeng raised his hand to smooth the messy snow hair on Songyun's temples, and asked softly, "Master, do you drink water? I'll pour it for you."

"Hmm." Song Yun could barely make some sticky lazy sounds with his nose.

——It seems that Master should be satisfied?

Xuan Zifeng dragged the pillow, placed the body of the person in his arms, picked up a piece of clothing from the pile of books on the ground, and ran to pour tea.

Ponds, river lanterns, falling flowers, phantoms?

——Last night, I couldn't hold on before finishing the first round.

The caster himself has been taken to the sky of bliss by the rooster, so how can he care about the illusion?

The red silk tent was the real thing that was put on last night, but it was stained with other colors, and it became a "happy event", waiting to be washed together with the replaced bedding.

Think about it...

The rooster himself is so happy that he wants to crow.

Wagging Xinxinran's tail, Xuan Zifeng put the tea on the bedside.

Song Yun was leaning against Xuan Zifeng's arms, his head resting weakly on Xuan Zifeng's shoulder, and he was drinking the tea with Qiuli paste, looking a little sluggish.

Fortunately, today is Shuiyao Day, Shenmu School is on holiday, and there is Yangdi in Baoyu City, so it doesn't matter if Songyun sleeps or idles for half a day.

"Master, you are really good at it." Xuan Zifeng lowered his head and kissed Song Yun's forehead lightly.

"..." Song Yun didn't speak.

I still "will" in the first half, but I don't have the energy to "will" in the second half.

Xuan Zifeng played with Song Yun's snowy hair, wrapped the white hair around his slender fingers, and asked, "Master, are you satisfied with my performance?"

"..." Song Yun still didn't speak.

This made Xuan Zifeng a little flustered.

—I was okay last night, right?

At any rate, it was the spies sent by Lingfengtang to Songyun's bedside, and Xuan Zifeng himself had learned many secret techniques in the room that were not available outside.Not to mention that he has entered Songyun's old memory illusion, and seen the little master's garden full of spring, and he thinks he knows what Songyun likes.

"Master, what I did not do well, you have to tell me. Otherwise, Chi Lang will feel sad."

The fairy man's eyes were full of affection, and his gentle face showed a bit of loneliness.It was the fairy in the sky who fell into the mortal world, causing the moon in the water to feel a little bit wronged.

Anyone who saw the small expression would think that Song Yun had bullied the little fairy boy and made the beauty sad.

Song Yun raised his head slightly, and fixedly looked at the face of Xuan Zifeng, a banished immortal.

"You little liar."

Xuan Zifeng was at a loss for the sudden accusation.

"I'm so dazed, I was fooled by your face." Song Yun laughed with his nose, "I didn't pick people the way I pick animals, why..."

——Is it a big dislike?

This Xuan Zifeng can't help it, it was born by his mother who has never met, and he can't change it.

Song Yun drank a few more sips of sweet tea, his dark red eyes were wandering, a little confused and empty, "I think back then, I was an oiran anyway, and it was not uncommon to receive three or four guests in one night. But I've never been this tired before."

——Is it because you dislike the work that is too good?

Immediately, the fairy man stopped being wronged, and hugged his little master tightly with a smile on his face.

After the adultery, the sense of distance and all kinds of scruples between the two disappeared, giving birth to many feelings of intimacy. The touch of skin-to-skin contact is exciting and reassuring.

"Aren't you tired?" Song Yun, who was being hugged, turned her head slightly and rubbed Xuan Zifeng's chin with her nose.

"Thanks to Master, how could I be tired?" Xuan Zifeng smiled happily, "You sealed my body-protecting spiritual power and let Teacher Dan Xiaoyang train us to exercise to death. far."

That's right, Chick's revenge for his sore body was avenged today.

Song Yun smiled helplessly, "Could it be that the dozens of 'wronged souls' floating in the medicine spirit spring are all looking at me now and clapping their hands?"

"That can't be done, only I can see Master's current appearance." Xuan Zifeng pulled Song Yun's small double-breasted shirt to cover up the colorful remains on the white jade skin.

The sliding clothes brushed against his chest, causing Song Yun to raise his head and tremble slightly.

"Master, I didn't do it on purpose." Xuan Zifeng blinked Fan Xing's big eyes.

Anyone who sees it will feel that there is no one who is more innocent than Xuan Zifeng in the world.

Song Yun relieved the sharp pain a little bit, let out a long sigh of relief and collapsed into Xuan Zifeng's arms, and didn't bother to pay attention.

Knowing that he was tired and didn't want to speak, Xuan Zifeng happily circled around him, saying that the master was superior and the master was inferior, and he seemed a little lively, completely different from the quietness that he always hid in the dark without saying a word.

"Master, are you hungry? Is there anything you want to eat? Master, do you want to try my handicrafts, or go to Wuwei Canteen and bring back a boxed lunch? If you want to eat fish, I can go to Wanlingtan Deep Sea Area , Elder Li won't find out..."

Seeing Songyun just looked up at him and smiled, Xuan Zifeng stopped suddenly.

"Do you think I'm noisy?" Xuan Zifeng was out of habit in front of Song Yun, and his heart was a little cold at the moment.

Song Yun shook his head, "No, just tell me, it's pretty good."

He slowly slid down Xuan Zifeng's body and rested on Xuan Zifeng's lap.

"In the past, Cai'er said that you are actually flamboyant, and you obviously prefer flamboyant clothes to plain clothes. Occasionally, you also like places with a lot of people. Although it looks like you're just sitting in a corner, your heart is full of excitement. let's go."

Xuan Zifeng thought about it carefully, and found that maybe it was really what Shu Cai said.

"Master, you also told me to let me be myself and look at myself more. But I may...become different from what you think."

—For example, I am not a quiet little fairy.Xuan Zifeng secretly said in his heart.

"So what?" Song Yun closed his eyes and said, "I don't have any unrealistic expectations or ideas for you, and neither do they. I have never felt that I know you, and what I infer from just a few words and details is definitely not you. of all."

"Even so, Master still loves me?" Xuan Zifeng asked.

The pair of red pupils slowly opened and looked at Xuan Zifeng, and put on a slight smile, "Everyone just doesn't know what you like, but it doesn't mean they don't know who you are. What you do is enough to make people trust, love and appreciate you." ,This is enough."

When he was a trainee apprentice, Xuan Zifeng didn't worry about food and clothing, and he also took care of Nanze Enxi who couldn't sell good goods; when he was fleeing in the prison, he didn't think about abandoning the seriously injured Shu Cai to escape by himself.Although he is a spy, he has never harmed anyone in Xiangyu Pavilion for so many years.

Boss Gou, who had sincerely persuaded Xuan Zifeng when he left Baoyu City, received help from Gonglian after the thunderstorm smashed the chimney of the Spirit Tool Field in the west of the city, and he did not go bankrupt.

Zhou, who was originally a thin horse, was far from being crushed to death by hailstones, or freezing to death on a rainy night. He studied hard and practiced in the kindergarten department, and the boy from a good family who had a crush on her had to line up.

Siyuan, who was almost used as an experiment and refined into a living puppet, had a great time swimming in Wanlingtan, and in a few years, he would be able to return to the city of Merren to be free.

For everyone who eats people with short mouths and asks Xuan Zifeng for food all day long, the former Xuan Zifeng was a vague friend, and the future Xuan Zifeng can be a clear friend.

That's it.

"And I'm special, I know more than others." Song Yun twisted a piece of Xuan Zifeng's black hair on his body, and said: "I know you like me."

The straightforward and provocative words simply wanted to stir up Xuan Zifeng's anger again.

——Sooner or later, I will be squeezed dry by the cedar essence of Master.Xuan Zifeng silently covered his face.

"Master, I'll go to the kitchen to cook for you." Xuan Zifeng sucked on his master's face, happily put on his clothes and ran to cook.

Clear water vermicelli with green vegetables may be plain, but draining the water and mixing with oily mushrooms made of rare wild mushrooms from Shuangye Mountain can freshen your tongue.Xuan Zifeng took another slice of marinated Huotong meat, spread soft-boiled eggs, sprinkled with chopped capers and mustard greens, and added chopped green onion and cooked sesame seeds.

--Perfect!

Then, Xuan Zifeng scooped a large spoonful of chili oil into it with complacency.

"..."

——Why are you so complacent?

This bowl of mixed noodles with oil and mushrooms, which Song Yun would definitely like on weekdays, was finally placed in front of Xuan Zifeng himself.

"Chie Lang, if you don't let it go, don't let go of both, but let your bowl go, isn't it because you want to starve me to death?" Song Yun's voice was slightly sandy, and it didn't sound like a complaint at all, but rather like Acting like a baby.

Song Yun had already finished washing, and her snow hair was simply fixed with a hairpin.When he was smiling languidly at Xuan Zifeng, the afternoon light shone warmly in the room.The mundane things such as stacks of books, teacups, and potted plants seem extremely warm and yearning at this moment.

These were once a spy who dared not and could not hope.

Now, it is in Xuan Zifeng's hands.

— By the way, spy! ! !

There is also a "former colleague" of Xuan Zifeng in Shenmu School, but he is not a small disaster.

The chopsticks poke the soft-boiled eggs, and the golden egg liquid mixed with soy sauce and sesame oil of the mushrooms is sucked away by the noodles.The most fresh food in the world is "mountain delicacy" and "sea food". The fresh fragrance of rare mushrooms can make everything dull and rich.

Song Yun took a delicious bite and sighed: "Our pheasant is really good at cooking."

Instead, he restrained his smile, and said a little helplessly: "It would be better if it was spicy."

He raised his head to look at Xuan Zifeng, his eyes were full of love for children, which made Xuan Zifeng's heart feel like fireworks, and the disappointing words stuck in his mouth, unable to utter.

The small bowl of mixed noodles is delicate, and Song Yun will roll it up in two or three bites.He rinsed his mouth with tea and asked, "Is there anything you want to tell me, Ji Lang?"

After all, it is the chicken that the mother chicken looks up to, and no small thoughts or tricks can escape Song Yun's piercing eyes.

"I really can't hide it from Master." Xuan Zifeng moved to Song Yun's side, and gently massaged Song Yun's shoulders with her beautiful and slender hands, "Master, in fact, the year I came here, not only did the Leafing Hall send me, but also others. Spy, you should have been in the Xiangyu Pavilion all these years."

Song Yun was not surprised by this.

Only then did Xuan Zifeng think of it, "I was chased and killed by that man not long after I entered Baoyu City. Master saved me, right?"

"Yes, it was important to save people at that time, let him run away." Song Yun put his hand on Xuan Zifeng's hand, stroking the tender and smooth touch of the back of his hand, and rubbing his thumb against the rough palm of his hand, "Don't worry, you're back Only Cai'er knows about this, Luo Luo didn't tell."

At yesterday's teacher conference, Song Yun did not mention that Xuan Zifeng was already in Xiangyu Pavilion, but only discussed matters related to make-up classes and exams.The room arranged in the teaching assistant's house of Shenmu School was also registered in the name of Shu Cai who wanted to apply for an independent study.

Song Yun didn't want to see Xuan Zifeng in danger because of being hunted down again, so he had to be cautious.

Although the chair was cushioned, there was a dull pain in Songyun's place, and sitting for a long time would definitely be uncomfortable.Xuan Zifeng picked him up and said, "If he came in the same class as me, he should have graduated. I don't know if that person is still in Xiangyu Pavilion now."

"Besides him, do you know how many people were stuffed into the Leafing Hall?" Song Yun naturally raised his arms to hug Xuan Zifeng's shoulders and necks, just like last night.

Xuan Zifeng shook his head, put Songyun on the bed and rolled it up with a quilt, "I only know him, and it was only when he was going to kill me that I realized that I was not the only one sent by Lefengtang."

"Actually, there is one thing that I can't understand." Song Yun said in the shape of a pancake: "Xiangyu Pavilion can identify the forged documents of Lingfeng Hall. Logically speaking, when we check at the gate of the city, we will Can know the identity of the spy."

Saying that, Song Yun twisted her body slightly, stretched out a hand to hold Xuan Zifeng's.

"The problem is, when you came, only two people were found. I kept you. The other spy was solved by Enxi himself. Luo Luo was still watching. No matter what, it is impossible to miss. But after the death of the spy, , Another one came out to chase you down."

Xuan Zifeng also lay down, interlocking fingers with Songyun, "Enxi was only twelve at that time, how could it be impossible to miss? With you here, wouldn't Enxi miss?"

Recalling carefully, there was the sound of gold and jade when the cloud illusion was opened in the rainy night of the imperial city.Nanze Enxi's three soul-breaking blunderbusses should have hit Song Yun's Shenmu Manifestation with a defensive formation, and the scene where Xuan Zifeng was beaten into a rag doll was an illusion of an illusion.

Song Yun dragged Xuan Zifeng's arm to pillow under his neck, "So, I was also wondering how many people got in the Xiangyu Pavilion, two? Three? Or more? The Shenmu School is the most mobile, and I was very strict in the screening, but it was still impossible to guard against..."

Xuan Zifeng naturally understood the unfinished words in the words.

"Master, I do too. I don't want to doubt any of my classmates." Xuan Zifeng kissed Song Yun's forehead lightly, "It's not your fault either."

However, Song Yun still showed a lonely look, "If only I was a better teacher. I really tried my best, but there are always moments when I still feel powerless, especially when he treats you the second time. When it's time for the killer."

In the first chase, both of them were spies, so it was understandable to fight for survival.But the second time, they had been in the same class for three or four years, and that person was able to attack those who were like brothers.This is the last thing Song Yun wants to see.

Xuan Zifeng persuaded: "Master, just like Teacher Jingchi often said when he was angry, 'It's hard to persuade a damned ghost with good words'. That person is determined to be a spy who is not a person, a ghost or a ghost, and no one can say anything." It's useless."

In other places, most of the outsiders are treated as slaves, and even the pretty ones are tortured and humiliated.In comparison, besides taking advantage of the spy's life, the Leafing Hall will also give these poor people a little more benefit.In this case, it is indeed not easy for spies to be rebelled.

But Shenmushu is obviously different.

This is also the reason why Xuan Zifeng decided to abandon his identity as a spy.

"Master, you may not know. In fact, before Tao Zijiu's accident, I had already decided not to obey orders from Lingfeng Hall..."

Revealing those unknown thoughts at that time may have made Xuan Zifeng want to find a crack in the ground to get in, but he still wanted to convey these to Song Yun.

"...So, this is my decision. I want to be a person who doesn't have to hide. I have to be worthy of these people. I also want to be good to everyone and the master." Xuan Zifeng touched Song Yun's forehead, "Master, where the road is, I chose it myself."

After hearing this, Song Yun nodded slowly, but still did not relax her frowning brows.

Xuan Zifeng soothed the melancholy with a kiss, and there was a trace of deliberate resentment in his eyes, "Master, do you really want to put on a sad face to the birthday star?"

Thinking that today is Xuan Zifeng's birthday, Song Yun restrained his previous sad look, pinched Xuan Zifeng's smooth cheek helplessly, and said with a smile: "That's right, in Xiangyu Pavilion and Shenmu School, no one can touch you. "

Now, Song Yun's origin and spiritual consciousness are already very weak, but as long as he is still in the Shenmu School, he will protect it for a day.

——The mother chicken is to protect the calf.

Xuan Zifeng couldn't help hugging the person in his arms even tighter.

——In the future, the new rooster will protect the mother chicken.

"The spy who wants to kill me is impatient. Every time he gets the news, he acts immediately. He is exposed quickly, so there is nothing to be afraid of. It will not be too late for us to use a little trick to lure him into the bait." Xuan Zifeng's eyes turned, and his heart sank With a plan.

Even if the little fairy man is planning something bad, those picturesque eyebrows will not be greasy or hateful, on the contrary, it will make that unearthly beauty more lively in the world, making people itch.

Song Yun naturally finds it beautiful no matter how she looks at it, and she begins to feel that "fainting out of color" is not a bad thing.

The light fragrance of Menghun'an lingers, warming and nourishing the spiritual consciousness of the two, and it also makes Songyun think of things that he had neglected before.

"Chilang, how did you become the spy of the Lingfengtang? Did you come to the Lingfengtang after being separated from your parents because of poverty?" Song Yun asked.

Xuan Zifeng bluntly said that he didn't remember, "I can think of the first memory, that is, I was in the underground Gu worm pool, surrounded by Gu worms, and after a long time, the door opened and a little light came out. Fengtang’s education manager is responsible for training spies.”

How can anyone remember the pain of the Gu worm entering the body first?It made mother chicken feel distressed to death.

Song Yun raised his hand and patted Shun Xuan Zifeng's back, and said something he had always cared about, "Ji Lang, listen to me, there may be something wrong with your sea of ​​consciousness."

Human's sea of ​​consciousness is a mysterious thing, but it is not without trace.The experience of a person when he was young builds the foundation of the sea of ​​consciousness, and what he sees, hears, thinks and thinks in his life will become a tangible image in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Even if you don't remember the person and place where you were born and raised, there should be traces left in the sea of ​​consciousness. It is impossible for your consciousness to be all Gu worms and nothing else." Song Yun gently stroked Xuan Zifeng's head, "I suspect , for the loyalty of the spies, the Leaf Hall has tampered with your sea of ​​consciousness."

Xuan Zifeng was not surprised by this.

He nodded and said: "I have the formation seal of the Lingfengtang on my body. The Lingfengtang claims that its effect is to prevent the Gu insects from being discovered during the physical examination, but my spiritual attributes and spiritual power are also suppressed. The seal has When I was loose, I felt that my psychic power might be more than this."

Psychic energy is closely connected with divine consciousness, if there is any difference in psychic energy, there must be something wrong with the sea of ​​consciousness.

Song Yun slid his thumb over Xuan Zifeng's brow again, "Chilang, should we try to practice psionic fusion and go to your old memories?"

--my memory?

Xuan Zifeng obviously didn't think about this.

"Maybe, I can bypass the Lingfeng Hall and see your real memories and family members." Song Yun looked at him and said, "Maybe the truth is not good, or even bad. But I don't want your sea of ​​consciousness to be full of darkness." insect."

Xuan Zifeng bit his lower lip hesitantly, and did not express his opinion immediately.

"It doesn't matter, you can think about it carefully and don't rush to give me an answer. I will also respect your choice." Seeing the vacillation on his face, Song Yun didn't persuade him any more.

Xiaojizai's candor to this extent has exceeded Song Yun's expectations, and it is understandable whether Xuan Zifeng is willing to open up this part of his inner secrets.

However, as Song Yun said before, he doesn't know much about creatures like "Xuan Zifeng".

"Master, I don't want to be deceived by the Leafing Hall, and I naturally want to know the real situation, but..."

Xuan Zifeng gently parted his lips, but he hesitated to speak.

"Just what?" Song Yun asked softly.

Sighing a little sadly, Xuan Zifeng said: "I was thinking, isn't I using the fake identity of Lingfengtang now? If my real birthday is younger than now, will the master not let me eat? "

"..."

Song Yun almost laughed angrily at him, turned around and ignored the little bastard.