Dressed as a sick beauty

The two of you? There is no difference between men and women. If you change the way of appearance, Wen Qiushi may still laugh and joke a few words, and there is no problem in taking a bath together.

But? At this time, facing the sky full of thunder.

Wen Qiushi can't wait to drill into the ground.

Gu Moze was taking a good bath, and he came here with spells to sneak up on him. Maybe he thought he did it on purpose. He didn't know how to break the silence. Wen Qiushi thought about it? Thumbs up, "Good figure."

There was a low laugh behind him.

There was the sound of splashing water, and Gu Moze was getting dressed.

Wen Qiushi breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that he was not regarded as a perverted uncle who purposely peeked at his nephew taking a bath, now that a fallen leaf proves that he has worshiped under the Xianjun's sect, Gu Moze is his rightful nephew?

Wen Qiushi straightened his back, and after a while, he turned his head upright with the attitude of a master.

Gu Moze just stretched out his hand towards him. He was wearing a white underwear, his slender neck was covered with water droplets, and his dark eyes seemed to be immersed in the night, dark and deep.

Wen Qiushi's wrist was held.

Gu Moze lowered his eyes and said, "The water is cold, uncle, don't stay in it."

Wen Qiushi's face was still hot, his pale cheeks were rarely rosy, his ears were red, his whole body seemed to be soaked in hot water for a long time, and he was a little dizzy.

Gu Moze's eyes fell on him, and his fingers tightened.

The bean-heavy rain fell from the sky and melted into the crystal-clear pool water. Wen Qiushi was pulled ashore, completely wet, and the night wind and rain hit his body, and his frail body finally felt the slightest chill.

He coughed, and put on a brand new warm fur coat.

"How many pieces do you have?" Wen Qiushi already had a pile of storage rings, and they were all put on by Gu Moze.

"A lot, before..."

Gu Moze started talking, probably felt that there was nothing to talk about in the past, so he didn't continue, and instead held up an oil-paper umbrella, "Huanhua Peak only has a wooden house for Xianjun, but fortunately there are pavilions, terraces and waterside pavilions to hide from the rain. I'll take Master Uncle there."

Wen Qiushi nodded, and took wet steps.

Gu Moze didn't finish what he said, but he knew that the back mountain of Tianzong was extremely cold and snow piled up all the year round. When Gu Moze was young, he was punished in the back mountain every now and then to repent. A warm and generous piece of clothing can resist the cold.

When he was able to buy more clothes for himself, he actually didn't need these warm clothes anymore. He just bought a lot out of satisfying his childhood wishes.

Wen Qiushi sneezed.

Gu Moze looked up at Ye Yu, stopped in his tracks, and handed him the umbrella: "Master, take it."

"Oh, good!" Wen Qiushi stretched out his hand from the warm white fur, with water stains on his fingertips, and took the umbrella.

Gu Moze leaned over and hugged him horizontally: "Master, lean on me to keep you warm."

The rainwater slid down along the edge of the swaying umbrella, and Wen Qiushi was so startled that he almost dropped the umbrella. The sudden feeling of suspension, coupled with the cool and rainy night? The warm breath hit him, making his whole body tense, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

He put an umbrella over the heads of the two of them, listening to the patter of rain around him. After a while, his stiff body softened.

The handle of the umbrella rested on Gu Moze's shoulder.

He turned his face to the side, Wen Qiushi fell asleep?

After taking the pulse last time, Bei Momo made it clear about all the major and minor illnesses, except for drowsiness, which she attributed to this body? Self-regulation, using sleep to reduce consumption in all aspects.

Bei Momo got the true biography of the genius doctor, she only guessed it, and it was even more difficult for other pharmacists to tell the truth, they had to wait for the genius doctor to come.

Wen Qiushi wakes up from sleep, the first light of dawn appears, and the sky clears after the rain.

He was sitting on a bench in a pavilion, with his head resting on Gu Moze's shoulder, and he was wrapped in the white fur from last night.

Gu Moze held the scroll and lowered his eyes to study the spell.

A gust of morning wind passed through, bringing the fresh and natural air after the rain. Gu Moze's broken hair on his forehead moved slightly, and he turned his head to look at him. At this moment, a small paper object broke into the two people's sights.

It was a red paper crane, like a living thing, with a small flower in its mouth.

Morning dew sticks to the flowers.

It flapped its wings and swept across the pavilion.

Wen Qiushi and Gu Moze looked at each other and chased after him.

Only Sheng Zeling lives in Huanhua Peak all year round, and there is an enchantment around it. Obviously, where did the paper cranes controlled by someone using magic come from?

forest cabin.

The red paper crane stopped in front of the wooden window, lowered its head slightly, and put down the bunch of flowers in its mouth.

"Cha, cha."

After calling twice, the paper crane stayed motionless by the window.

After a while, there was movement in the room.

With the sound of "squeak", the window opened? Sheng Zeling appeared in the window with blue satin covering his eyes, and his lips were a little white.

He heard the chirping sound, raised his hand and moved forward, trying to touch the little bird that chirped every morning. After touching the flower, his handsome eyebrows frowned helplessly.

Thousand Paper Cranes: "Cha, chi."

Sheng Zeling: "I see?"

The thousand paper cranes turned and flew away. When Sheng Zeling could not hear the sound, a ball of flames wrapped the paper cranes and turned them into ashes.

Wen Qiushi, who saw this scene not far away, called "Master" and stopped the figure who turned to leave.

The door opens.

Wen Qiushi stood at the door: "Master, what was that just now?"

Sheng Zeling has stayed in the wooden house for ten years? In the coming years, he is familiar with the orientation of each table and chair, and puts flowers on the table: "A little magpie in the peak, come in, isn't it sunny?"

Sheng Ze couldn't see with his eyesight, but when he heard the chirping of 'cha, chirp', he didn't know it was a thousand paper cranes, but thought it was a magpie.

Wen Qiushi realized this, frowned slightly, and said "yes" first, in the small yard in front of the house, Gu Moze came over with the hot tea he had made, and entered the house with him.

"It came to tell me it was sunny," Sheng Zeling explained.

Gu Moze poured a cup of tea, and under the gaze of a pair of autumn eyes, he picked up a cup and placed it in front of Sheng Zeling, not quite used to saying: "Master uses tea."

Sheng Zeling raised his eyebrows slightly. He guessed who Gu Moze was yesterday, but he didn't feel well, so he didn't say much, and threw the two of them outside the house.

Suye's son? Heir, is not what he thought.

"You find a place to sit."

There is only one chair in the room? Wen Qiushi moved two small wooden stools from outside the door, sat down on it, and held hot tea: "Master, do magpies come every day?"

"Rain or shine, rare spirituality, it will call twice on sunny days, and three times on rainy days,"

Sheng Zeling paused, and said, "But it's not as good as your ancient crow, it's not enlightened, it's just a chirping little magpie."

Gu Moze squinted, saw Wen Qiushi's fingertips holding the teacup were slightly white, responded with a ?, and continued: "Master, I just saw that it was not a magpie, but a paper crane manipulated by someone."

The room fell silent, Sheng Zeling put his index finger on the table and tapped lightly: "What do you say it is?"

Wen Qiushi: "Thousand paper cranes made of paper."

For more than ten years, the thing that came to the window with flowers every morning to tell him what the weather was like was not the magpie he thought, but the paper crane manipulated by humans.

If you were someone else, you would be shocked.

There was no expression on Sheng Zeling's face? Bo Lan, only silent for a moment: "Little Putao, are you sure that Suye's soul is gone?"

Wen Qiushi was startled, with thousands of guesses in his mind, but subconsciously looked at the person beside him.

The young man was tall and slender. Sitting on a small wooden stool, it was difficult to stretch his legs and feet, so he had to keep adjusting his sitting posture. The whole person seemed to be squatting on the ground, and he was really aggrieved.

Sensing the gaze, Gu Moze stared with dark eyes, slightly pursed his thin lips as if comforting, and then began to fiddle with the wooden stool again, looking completely uninterested in the conversation between the two of them.Wen Qiushi was relieved, and replied: "Master, I don't even remember?"

"No wonder, all cultivation is gone,"

Sheng Zeling lightly held his forehead, seemed to be tired, and didn't ask any more questions, "Fortunately, you were there in that battle, big brother really has better vision than me..."

The big brother he was talking about was Yu Cangwu.

Wen Qiushi saw that his face turned pale with the naked eye, and soon lost all color: "Master, do you feel unwell?"

Sheng Zeling didn't say a word, but clenched his hands tightly, and it took a long time for him to come back to his senses.

"I'm fine."

Wen Qiushi couldn't believe it. He searched the storage ring for a suitable elixir. After Sheng Zeling's face softened, he waved to him, "Come here, I have something to tell you."

Gu Moze reckoned that these words were not suitable for him to listen to, so he picked up the wooden stool and got up, closed the door and went out.

"Crack!"

In the small courtyard, Gu Moze stepped on the wooden bench with his black boots, tearing the stool that had tortured him for a long time into pieces.

After he calmed down, Gu Moze looked through the wide open window into the room. The man in white pressed Wen Qiushi's back neck and pressed his forehead against his forehead, his pale lips moved slightly.

The corners of Gu Moze's eyes narrowed slightly, and he stared at the two foreheads touching each other without blinking.

If he guessed right, Sheng Zeling was showing his uncle his sea of ​​consciousness.

This move is dangerous.

As an intruder, Uncle Master can spy into the depths of Sheng Zeling's heart, and the other party can't escape any secrets. Even among Taoist couples, few people are willing to let another person enter the sea of ​​consciousness.

Sheng Zeling should trust his uncle so much... Is the relationship between the two of them so good?

Gu Moze was distracted, so he should be more rational. He should worry about whether Sheng Zeling would reveal something unfavorable to Wen Qiushi at this moment.

But? Looking at the foreheads of the two rubbing against each other, his mind was in a mess, and he just wanted to go into the room and push the two away.

"You are the person that big brother is looking for. Since he believes in you, I will too," the low voice rang in Wen Qiushi's ears, and it was in his heart.

"I don't have much time, so I can only tell you everything I've felt. Although I don't want to think about it, but? If one day, that child? Like Su Ye, who is insane, wants to find the way to God, and moves to open the door of the poor prison , don't be soft-hearted, kill him with the holy sword..."

However, Wen Qiushi felt that the time for a stick of incense had passed? It was as long as several hours.

He had too much in his mind? A lot of things he saw from Shengze's sea of ​​spiritual knowledge, and he was let go of his drowsiness. Hearing the warning, he came back to his senses and subconsciously defended Gu Moze.

"He will not."

"You don't understand, so when elder brother asks you to practice, you are always in a daze,"

Sheng Zeling rubbed his head, "For a cultivator, no one can resist the temptation to ascend to the Tao, sacrifice all the people who are regarded as ants in the world, in exchange for the chance to become a god, for a person like Suye, there will be no A moment's hesitation."

Sheng Zeling said: "It's the same with your nephew. His cultivation base is too high and he can't integrate into everything in the world. After a long time, he will become heartless and unkind, and treat everything as an ant. At that time, you will let him do it for a group of eyes. Will he be willing to become a piece of loess after thousands of years, instead of ascending to Taoism and traveling to a wider world from now on?"

Wen Qiushi fell silent.

In the original book, Gu Moze's later period was indeed exactly as Sheng Zeling said. In the end, he opened the door of the poor prison. I don't know if he has achieved Taoism and ascended. net.

The whole plane was crying and bleeding everywhere, and Gu Moze's karma that caused all this would never be washed away.

While Wen Qiu was digesting the things in his mind, he went out anxiously. He raised his eyes and saw the yard. Gu Moze was cutting wood with a dagger, his eyes were lowered, his thin lips were pursed coldly, looking very displeased look like.

Hearing the movement at the door, he looked sideways, walking hurriedly.

"you......"

Just as Wen Qiu uttered a word, the back of his head was held down.

A cheek with deep-featured features approached, Gu Moze pressed his forehead? came over, and gently rubbed against him through the black broken hair.

Suppressing jealousy with nowhere to vent.

"Uncle, I want too."