Faraway Wanderers

Changming Mountain is covered with snow all the year round, and as far as the eye can see, everything is white, with clouds and mist underfoot, surrounded by a few small thatched huts and a small courtyard, like the place where immortals live.

Qiye is cooking wine.

A mellow fragrance floats far away through the window, it is "green ant new fermented wine, red clay small stove".It seems that even if this person is reduced to deep mountains and old forests, he can still live a comfortable and elegant life.

The big witch was sitting beside him with a book in his hand. Occasionally, he raised his head and asked a few questions when he was in doubt. Qi Ye lowered his eyes and stared at the small stove. Every time he was asked, he didn't even have to think about it. So he came at his fingertips - if he hadn't been born in the palace back then, this full of poems and books would have been enough to get a name in the exam.

The big witch was chatting with him one after another, while shaking his hand, he asked in a low voice, "Is it cold?"

Qi Ye held the stove in his hands, shook his head when he heard the words, looked out of the window, and suddenly said with a smile: "Look at this place, it can be called 'thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and ten thousand paths of people disappear'. I don’t even know what night it is.”

The big witch's heart moved, and he asked, "Do you like this place?"

Qi Ye gave him a sideways look, and said with a smile: "If I say I like it, would you still want to stay with me?"

The big witch thought about it for a while, and said seriously: "Right now Luta is still young—but if you really like this place, I will go back and teach him well. After two or three years, I will hand over Nanjiang to him and accompany him You come back to live, you say okay?"

Qi Ye was stunned for a moment, and suddenly burst into laughter with a "puchi", slapped him lightly on the forehead, and muttered: "If you really give me a stick, just take it seriously, whoever wants to live in this damn place, God It's freezing cold, but southern Xinjiang is still lively."

He lowered his head and said with a smile, "You can drink." Then he reached out and took out the wine glass, poured two glasses carefully, handed it to Dawu, picked up the glass himself, put it under his nose, took a deep breath, and narrowed his eyes. Eyes, said: "The so-called one cold cover one hundred ugliness, only the one that is still mellow after cooking is the top grade. There is a saying that 'three cups lead to the road, and one fight is natural'. There are all kinds of worries in the world, and only this thing can solve them." , but..."

His voice was suddenly interrupted by a "crackling" sound. Qi Ye sighed, and the elegance of drinking wine with poetry was swept away. He took a sip and cursed in a low voice: "This pair of fleas, There is no rest all day long, I think Zhou Zishu is fine, let's say goodbye in two days. The ears are not clean."

Zhang Chengling practiced kung fu, usually it is not possible to make such a big commotion, and usually his two masters are responsible for this kind of toss that would cause the house to be demolished.

The big witch said that as long as he can wake up, the most dangerous time has passed. Zhou Zishu is worthy of being beaten for a long time. After waking up, he was weak for two or three days, but he was able to get up in less than ten and a half months. After a few more days, he became more energetic, able to run and dance, and then began to stop.

The two of them don't know who is provoking whom all day long, anyway, in Qi Ye's words, a slap can't be slapped, even if they sit down and eat a meal honestly from morning to night, they can still squabble from the beginning Poverty has risen to two pairs of chopsticks pinching each other. At first, Qi Ye looked at it funny, but then he got annoyed, and he refused to eat at the same table with these two horse monkeys, lest the city gate catch fire and bring disaster to the fish in the pond.

Qi Ye was puzzled and said with emotion: "Zi Shu, who was so stable before, is... well, it's true that those who are close to vermilion are red, and those who are close to ink are black."

The big witch showed a little smile, and said: "Actually, it's good. After reshaping the meridians, it is very difficult to sort out after severe pain. This is an extremely cold place. It is not easy for ordinary people to recover to move freely. Not only is he moving, he is forcibly pulling the meridian apart, although it is a little painful at this time, it will be beneficial in the future."

Wen Kexing folded his palm over Zhou Zishu's shoulders, as if trying to trap him in his arms. Zhou Zishu used his strength to roll over on one of his arms. Before he landed, he kicked Wen Ke Xing's chin forced him to take a step back, and then he snapped his fingers like the wind, making a plot. Wen Kexing was accidentally hit, his knees softened, and he almost knelt down on one knee, but at the moment of falling, he rolled to the side and grabbed Passing Zhou Zishu's calf, the two rolled into a ball.

Anyway, there was snow on the ground except for ice, Qiye Dawu and Zhang Chengling hid far away from them, and they were clean and not too dirty. After rolling a few times, Wen Kexing pressed Zhou Zishu down with a wicked smile on his face, Putting his hands on both sides of his head, he asked, "Are you convinced this time?"

Zhou Zishu was just recovering from a serious injury. After all, he was not as physically strong as him. He was a little out of breath, and said, "...Your trick is too cheap."

Wen Kexing approached him, lowered his voice and laughed, "Obviously you plotted against me first."

Zhou Zishu suddenly said, "Hey, Old Wen."

Wen Kexing gave an "um", licked his neck, and asked, "What?"

"I say……"

Zhou Zishu seemed to say a few words casually, but Wen Kexing didn't hear clearly, he was a little puzzled, and asked, "Huh?"

When he flashed his spirits, he got an elbow on his chest. Wen Kexing snorted and was instantly thrown off, spinning around in a circle. Zhou Zishu put his hands behind his back and pressed them to the ground. Zhou Zishu imitated what he just said Blowing into his ear like a hooligan, he smiled lightly and said, "How about it, are you convinced this time?"

Wen Kexing looked back at him with difficulty, and asked, "Axu, are you going to tie me up?"

Zhou Zishu raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Good idea."

Then he stretched out his hand to knock on his acupoints, seeing that he was temporarily immobilized, he relaxed slightly, sat on the side, touched his face, and said with emotion: "Little lady, in order to restrain you, I have to do something for my husband." I'm sweating."

Suddenly, a hand was stretched out and stuck to his forehead. Wen Kexing, who was supposed to be motionless, slowly got up, and said in his mouth, "Huh? Let me see, are you really sweating? But Don't catch a cold."

"You can actually move the hole!"

Zhou Zishu was startled and had already slipped a foot away, looking at him warily.Wen Kexing winked at him, and said, "I know a lot."

Then they rushed forward again, and the two of them continued their earth-shattering pinch.

So in fact, the big witch still misunderstood a little bit. The reason why they fight all day long, meridians and so on is one aspect, and the other reason is because of a problem that needs to be solved urgently - the outcome is not yet decided, up and down, and each of them has a conflict in their hearts. When there is fire, we can only fight and vent at the same time.

At the beginning, Zhang Chengling ran around to watch, thinking he could learn something, but later found that the battle was too fierce. Apart from "black tiger digging out his heart" and "monkey stealing peach", all he could learn was "the great turning of the universe". There is really no reference value for such moves, so he feels that he is indeed a master, and he has returned to the basics, so he honestly practiced his own kung fu one by one.

The young man was still wondering, the master always thought his moves were ugly, didn't he follow Senior Wen to roll around on the ground from time to time, very indecent?

The two masters were completely reduced to the two hooligans, and unintentionally, they accidentally carried the misguided children to the end.

The two of them would only cease fighting after Zhou Zishu took the medicine every evening.The big witch used medicine because of people, and he gave the medicine gently to the delicate and weak one who couldn't bear it. It didn't matter how much he tossed about Zhou Zishu. After a while I felt very sad, I gritted my teeth and stood up for a while, after the medicine was over, I was always sweating profusely.

After cleaning it again, I took a rest, rested up enough energy to continue jumping up and down the next day.

After Zhou Zishu took the medicine for the last time, on the second day, the big witch said goodbye to Qi Ye. Although the people in southern Xinjiang have always been simple and simple, and there is Wutong Luta in charge, it has been too long since this encounter.After sending the two of them away, Zhou Zishu didn't have to endure the medicine that he drank like being tortured on the first day, and he was surprisingly calm that night.

Wen Kexing brought a jug of wine into the room, held it in front of Zhou Zishu and waved it, the other party took it unceremoniously, and he rubbed over to stick to Zhou Zishu's side, staring at Zhou Zishu's side face with bright eyes .

Zhou Zishu was stared at furiously by him, swallowed a sip of wine, and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Wen Kexing smiled and said, "Aren't you afraid that I'll give you medicine?"

"What medicine?"

"What medicine did you say?"

Zhou Zishu glanced at him, and said with a sneer, "You don't dare, give me an aphrodisiac, and you won't be afraid that I will go crazy and kill you?"

Wen Kexing frowned in embarrassment, and said, "Yes, it's really a bit troublesome." He held his chin up and down to look Zhou Zishu up and down, shook his head and sighed, "You might as well let me do it, or I'll see you again If things go on like this, we both have to become monks."

Zhou Zishu glanced at him and said, "Why didn't you let me do it?"

Wen Kexing slowly stretched out a salty pig's hand to his side waist, slid up and down ambiguously, and said in a low voice: "I will let you do a few tricks, but..."

The wrists were clasped by Zhou Zishu, and the two controlled their strength so as not to tear down the roof, so they pinched again in the room.

When Zhang Chengling came back from practicing, he was not surprised. Knowing that the two of them were fighting again, he thought to himself, don’t they just want to live a good life together, they pinch each other like two children every day, so it’s really incomprehensible , So sighed vicissitudes of life, turned around silently and went back to the room.

After three hundred rounds, both of them couldn't wait, so they temporarily stopped. Wen Kexing grabbed the jug, took a few gulps, exhaled, lay down on the bed, waved his hands and said, "I won't come anymore." , I have no energy today."

Zhou Zishu heaved a sigh of relief, he was waiting for the old man's words, so he sat on the edge of the bed, pushed him in, and said, "Make room for me."

Wen Kexing moved in, looked up at the curtain of the bed, seemed to come out of his mind suddenly, was in a daze for a while, and then said: "Axu, you will be fully healed after a while, will you come with me to the next mountain?"

Zhou Zishu closed his eyes and rested his mind. Hearing this, he gave a "hmm" and said, "I'm almost healed now, and I can go down the mountain—what are you doing?"

Wen Kexing was silent, Zhou Zishu waited for a while, a little strange, opened his eyes, turned his head to look, he still looked like a wandering mind, with straight eyes, and said: "What?"

Wen Kexing's eyelids trembled, he forced a smile, and said in a low voice: "It's nothing, back then my parents' corpses were exposed in the wilderness, and there wasn't even a tomb. "

Zhou Zishu sighed, and slowly stretched his arms around his waist. Wen Kexing obediently turned sideways, wrapped his hand around his back, put his fingers on Zhou Zishu's butterfly bone, and unconsciously traced the He buried his face in the hollow of his shoulder, and said sullenly: "There is also Ah Xiang..."

Zhou Zishu said: "When you were recovering from your wounds in the town, I went back to lie down and found her and Xiao Cao...together, we can rest in peace."

"Thank you." Wen Kexing said vaguely, his arms around Zhou Zishu seemed to be tightened, and he said inaudibly, "I have been alone for half my life. I thought there was Ah Xiang...but Ah Xiang didn't either. Yes, you were still awake at that time, I was not as sure as the big witch, I thought, in case you... I..."

Zhou Zishu suddenly felt something wet on his shoulders. He couldn't help but lower his head, but Wen Kexing waved his hand, turned off the light, and said in a low voice, "Don't look at me."

Zhou Zishu was never good at comforting others, so he could only let him hug him tightly.

Slowly, Wen Kexing's hand began to walk over him, Zhou Zishu felt a little uncomfortable, but the man didn't mean to be joking at all, he just kept calling his name, as if he was very uncertain, with a little panic and As if in urgency, Zhou Zishu sighed inwardly, thinking, forget it, it's poor, let him just let him once.

He used a great deal of restraint to relax himself, and for the first time in his life, he handed himself over to another person without any precautions, his hair was tangled up, and only that person whispered pleadingly: "Axu, don't do it in the future." Walk……"

Even in the extremely cold place, there is still a trace of warmth, quietly spreading from under the lowered bed curtain, as if a flower could bloom.

In the early morning of the second day, Zhou Zishu rarely slept late, Wen Kexing opened his eyes and looked at the person in his arms, with a contented smile on his face.

As soon as he moved, Zhou Zishu woke up. He felt that there was nothing wrong with his body, and he was still being hugged tightly by someone.

He opened his mouth as soon as he wanted to curse, but Wen Kexing was on his guard against it. The moment he opened his eyes, he suppressed his smug smile and looked deeply into Zhou Zishu's face with a complex expression and mixed feelings. Eye.

When Zhou Zishu saw the other party's red eye circles, Zhou Zishu swallowed the scolding that he hadn't said yet. He didn't know what to say, so he turned around abruptly, turned his back on him and muttered: "You have to get up and get up by yourself!" , don't bother me."

Wen Kexing immediately embraced him from behind, lay back down again, restrained his pitiful expression where he couldn't see it, and thought happily, a soft heart is more attractive than a soft waist.

But after he was beautiful for a moment, he became sad again, secretly opened his eyes and glanced at the person next to him, thinking, but... is it possible that every time he thinks about... he has to pretend to cry?

This seems... a bit tragic.