Those years when I started a business in the comprehension world

San Zui Daoist took over the discarded blueprint from Cheng Jun, and went inside to change the blueprint with an unhappy expression on his face.

After visiting the palace, Wen Xinze and Cheng Jun, who had nothing else to do, did not stay in the palace for long.While talking, the two walked out of the outer palace.

"Thank you, Patriarch, for your generosity." Suddenly, there were three more fields of spiritual grass, and Wen Xinze was so happy that he couldn't see his eyes, and even his footsteps were so brisk that he felt a little fluttering.

"It's just two fields of spiritual grass." Seeing Wen Xinze's joy, Cheng Jun also inexplicably felt relieved, "If you still want it, I'll ask Master Sanzui to help you change the back mountain into a field of spiritual grass."

"The master uncle will definitely say with a straight face, our Xuanqimen is not of the alchemy school, and the mountains are full of spiritual grasses, how decent it is." Wen Xinze said with a smile.

"With me here, what are you afraid of him doing?" Cheng Jun said with a soft snort.

"I respect the elders." Wen Xinze said, "Don't move the back mountain for the time being. There are too many spiritual grass fields, and I can't grow them."

A garden behind the palace occupies an area larger than the spiritual grass field that Shi Qiongyu gave him.Wen Xinze felt that it would take a long time to plant the spiritual grass fields of the three gardens, even with the help of Shi Shi and the others.Maybe he should go to Lin Fei and ask him to help refine some agricultural treasures?

Wen Xinze thought about the type of agricultural machinery he wanted, and unconsciously slowed down.

"What are you thinking about? I'm about to trip over the threshold." Cheng Jun stopped, turned to look at Wen Xinze and said.

Wen Xinze came back to his senses and found that Cheng Jun had walked out of the palace gate and was standing at the gate looking back at him.He quickly took two steps, stepped over the threshold of the palace gate, and was about to walk towards Chengjun when suddenly there was a gust of mountain wind.

Outside the palace, the golden crow had already sunk to the west, and the sky was filled with sunset glow like a burning flame, dyeing half of the sky red.

Cheng Jun stood against the light at the entrance of the empty palace, his long black hair was blown wildly by the mountain wind, his wide sleeves embroidered with gold thread fluttered in the wind, his tall and straight figure stood under the sky full of sunset, as if he had something to do Break open the sharpness of the world.

Wen Xinze stopped, staring blankly at Cheng Jun who was two steps away from him.

This picture...he seems to have seen it somewhere...

Deja vu, inexplicably familiar.

What else did he seem to do...

Wen Xinze took a step forward in a trance, and then stretched out a hand towards Chengjun.

Cheng Jun looked at Wen Xinze's hand stretched out in front of him inexplicably.

The hand in front of him has smooth flesh and bones, fair complexion, slender fingers, and clear palm lines. It's pretty good-looking, but——why do you reach out to him inexplicably.

"What are you doing? Do you want me to lead you away?" Cheng Jun raised his eyes, and his eyes fell on Wen Xinze's face again.

"Ah?" Wen Xinze woke up suddenly, his dazed expression faded from his face, and he withdrew his outstretched hand in embarrassment, "Don't hold, don't hold, I'll go by myself."

"Then what did you reach out to me for?"

"Actually... I don't know what I'm doing either?"

"Did you start sleepwalking before it got dark?"

"No, I seem to have remembered something..." Wen Xinze scratched his head and said to Cheng Jun.

"What did you remember?" Cheng Jun was startled, and said with a slightly serious face.

"Uh, man and sunset."

"..."

"The man is dressed in black, it looks like you—have we ever stood together under the sunset and chatted?"

"No." Cheng Jun denied.

"you sure?"

"Sure." They didn't have a relationship where they could stand and chat together under the sunset before, and when he went to Wen Xinze, there was no day when there was a sunset.

After Cheng Jun finished speaking, he turned and walked down the mountain.

Wen Xinze kept up with Chengjun, but his thoughts were on Wanxia and the man.

The image of the man in black standing with his back to the sunset made him feel familiar, but he couldn't remember the specific details at all.If the man in black is not Cheng Jun, then who is it?What's more - he just involuntarily stretched out his hand to Chengjun whose back was facing the sunset, it was probably in that vague memory scene that he once made the gesture of reaching out.

But why did he reach out to each other?

To ask for something from the other party?Or let the other party read the palm?Or just a gesture to say something?

Wen Xinze was very concerned about the action of reaching out his hand. What he didn't know was that Cheng Jun, who was walking beside him, was also wondering what he meant by reaching out.

Unlike Wen Xinze, Cheng Jun didn't associate the action of reaching out with Wen Xinze's memory.

Before Feng Yihong left, he suggested that he try holding hands or hugging Wen Xinze, and Wen Xinze's gesture of reaching out just now seemed to hold hands with him.He suspected that Feng Yihong also said something messy to Wen Xinze, and Wen Xinze reached out just now to hold hands with him to confirm his feelings.

Thinking of this, Cheng Jun was slightly taken aback.

If Wen Xinze reached out to confirm his feelings, wouldn't that mean that Wen Xinze might have developed a love for him?

Wen Xinze likes him?Cheng Jun glanced at Wen Xinze out of the corner of his eye, he seemed... he didn't hate being liked by him.

The question is—did Feng Yihong say those things to Wen Xinze?

After coming down from the top of the mountain and returning to the courtyard, Wen Xinze stopped thinking about the purpose of reaching out his hand.It's just a waste of time to continue to entangle with questions that you can't figure out. It's better to think about the agricultural machinery that can be used to grow spiritual grass, and ask Lin Fei to help refine a few magic weapons with similar functions in a few days.

Wen Xinze greeted Cheng Jun, and planned to go back to the room to find a pen and paper to write down the type of agricultural machinery he wanted, but Cheng Jun stopped him.

"What's wrong?" Wen Xinze turned around and asked.

"Did Feng Yihong tell you anything before he left?" Cheng Jun calmly set his eyes on Wen Xinze's face, observing the changes in his expression.

"We talked a lot, you specifically mean..."

"It's about me."

"It's related to you, he told me about Quanwei Patriarch's complaints about you."

"Is there anything else?"

"It's gone." Wen Xinze spread his hands.

Wen Xinze's expression does not seem to be fake, it seems that Feng Yihong did not tell Wen Xinze about holding hands and hugging, but Cheng Jun feels a little disappointed for no reason.Obviously, it is very enjoyable to guide the relationship with him, so why don't you guide Wen Xinze.

"Master Patriarch, I made new double-skin milk this morning and put it in the refrigerator in the kitchen. Do you want to eat it?" Seeing Chengjun frowned slightly, showing a displeased expression, Wen Xinze actually coaxed him with snacks.

"Don't eat." Cheng Jun raised his eyelids and glanced at him lightly, then turned and left.

Standing under the corridor, Wen Xinze watched Cheng Jun's back disappear into the corner of the corridor, turned his head to look in the direction of his room, and finally decided to go to the kitchen to fetch double skin milk and come back to coax the patriarch.

Wen Xinze felt that the recent patriarch seemed particularly coaxable, so he fed him a bowl of Shuangpi Nai, and Chengjun's mood improved visibly.In the evening, after dinner, they played two games of Go with him enthusiastically, and Wen Xinze lost terribly.

When he went back to his room and lay on the bed, Wen Xinze's mind was still on the chess game where he was killed to death.He thought that in his dream that night, he would definitely be unable to escape the control of Reversi, but unexpectedly he had a dream that had nothing to do with Reversi.

He dreamed of a valley like a fairyland.

He stood on the edge of the cliff, and in front of him was a valley shrouded in mist. A stream passed through the bottom of the valley, and the spirit grass on both sides was full of competing splendor. There were small spirit beasts hiding in it, and sometimes they would poke their heads out from among the flowers.

Behind him is a large expanse of green grass, densely covered on the rolling hillside, extending to the foot of the mountain.On the grass, there is a group of spiritual grasses that have opened their spiritual intelligence. They shake their roots, run and play on the hillside, and it is very lively.

Beside him is a big tree.It is rooted on the edge of the cliff, its branches and leaves prosper like an open canopy, and the trunk is thick enough for two people to hug.

Wen Xinze looked up at the leaves on the canopy. He was no stranger to the shape and veins of those leaves, just like the leaves on his head.

"It turns out that my body looks like this..." This tree is his body, he doesn't need a reason, he just knows it.Wen Xinze raised his hand and put his palm on the tree trunk, "But what kind of tree am I?"

The branches swayed and the leaves rustled.

Wen Xinze closed his eyes and pressed his forehead against the tree trunk.

What kind of tree is he, he should know...

"Diwu? Yes, that's right, I am Diwushu..."

The author has something to say: Emperor Wushu is a private establishment, and the next chapter will explain what it is ('-'*)