Immortals come on the moon

Meng Qi: "Your master is haunted every day, are you sure he is in the room?"

"Not sure," Song Minhuan said, "I'll go upstairs and have a look."

His voice fell, his arm was poked, Zhuang Li next to him said, "I can protect you too."

Song Minhuan wanted to laugh when he heard that, he reached out and touched the clasp on Zhuang Li's sword, the clasps collided together and made a crisp sound.

"Xiao Zhuang, senior brother knows that you want to protect me." Song Minhuan's tone softened a little, coaxing him like a child, "But now I don't know how strong the enemy is, it may be above us. If I am with you, I will only hurt you. "

"When will you become as powerful as Master, then I will rely on you to cover me."

He was telling the truth, Zhuang Li was silent for a while, clenched the long sword in his hand, his breath became slightly cold.

Meng Qi sneered, "Aren't you weaned, you cling to your senior brother even after sleeping every day?"

Zhuang Li didn't bother to talk to her, so he turned around and went upstairs.

"He's quite tempered." Meng Qi glanced at Zhuang Li's direction upstairs, "You should stop spoiling him in the future, it's a problem all over your body."

Song Min laughed happily, Zhuang Li has changed from what he is now, it's not that he didn't lose his temper in the past, it's just that he restrained himself, this kid is very vengeful.Now I am slowly expressing my emotions, my temper is still bad, but it is a good thing.

He didn't say yes or no, but told Meng Qi: "Be careful, if there is anything at night, transmit the sound immediately. Before going to bed, check the room, especially the incense burner and the corners of the windows where the incense sticks are easy to hide. Location."

It is not known whether the murderer's target is only Shui Jiuqi and him, or someone else. They need to be more cautious.

Meng Qi: "Understood, if your master is not in the room, call us again."

Song Minhuan: "Okay."

They went up to the second floor together, Zhuang Li went back to his room, and Song Minhuan arrived at the door of Shen Yingxue's room.

He knocked on the door twice, "Master, are you inside?"

"Just come in."

Shen Yingxue transmitted the message to him.

The door of the room was pushed open with a "creak", and Song Minhuan entered. The layout inside was the same as that in his room, but it didn't have the soothing fragrance, but the very faint pleasant fragrance of Shen Yingxue.

"When did Master come back?"

There was a row of small paper cranes on the coffee table in front of Shen Yingxue. His fingertips lightly touched the beaks of the cranes, and then let go quickly.

"I just came back," Shen Yingxue put away the row of paper cranes, and raised her eyes to look over, "Why are you looking for me?"

In fact, he heard everything the big apprentice said to Meng Qi Zhuangli downstairs, but he naturally wouldn't let the big apprentice know, so he pretended not to know.

Song Minhuan felt that Shen Yingxue would not reject him, so he said directly, "Master, I'm a little scared, and I want to sleep with you today."

They are masters and apprentices, and they are both men, so there is no problem sleeping together.And his sleeping appearance is very good. As for Shen Yingxue, he automatically added a hundred times the filter to Shen Yingxue, and even Shen Yingxue's farts would be delicious to him.

Shen Yingxue spoke softly, "Afraid? I didn't see that you were afraid when I told you during the day."

"Xiao Zhuang and Senior Sister Meng Qi were there at the time," Song Minhuan said, "It's not appropriate to speak directly in front of them. As a senior, I should set a good example."

"There are also things I thought I could find out during the day, but I didn't expect to find out anything."

There were a lot of clues collected, Song Minhuan was not depressed because of this, they will follow the clues to investigate tomorrow, and they will gain something.

"I want to find out in just one day, how can it be so easy."

Shen Yingxue: "I only have one bed in this room, if you don't mind, you can squeeze me in tonight."

"Of course I don't mind," Song Minhuan couldn't help but feel a little excited when he thought that he could sleep in the same bed with the male god, and the distance would be closer.

As if aware of his mood swings, Shen Yingxue took another look at him with a little interest in her eyes, but she didn't say anything.

Song Minhuan sat on the other side of the coffee table. He looked at the paper cranes on the table, "Master, what are these for? Sound transmission cranes?"

He wanted to poke with his fingertips, but Shen Yingxue didn't stop him, so he really poked up, the paper crane let out a "beep--", the sound was not loud, and the wings flapped accordingly.

"It's a messenger crane that can travel thousands of miles in a day."

Song Minhuan played with the paper crane beside the coffee table for a while, and when he poked hard, the paper crane would peck him again, and the peck was painless on his fingers, and the paper crane would scream when he poked it.

He remembered the three hair ties he bought at night, took them out of the storage bag, and said to Shen Yingxue: "Master, I bought these at the night market, see if you like it."

The price of the young man who set up the stall was not cheap, but the headbands were indeed exquisitely made, each with its own pattern and pattern, and it was said that there was spiritual power in it, and it would automatically be put on the wrist when you didn't want to wear it.

Three strips of three colors, one with black crow pattern, one with blue wave pattern, and one with cyan swirl pattern.

Shen Yingxue hadn't received any gifts from her apprentice yet, the headband that tied her hair wasn't expensive, but it was all from her apprentice's heart.

He picked the black raven pattern.

"I also think this is worthy of the master," Song Minhuan put away the other two, and the rest will be given to Zhuang Li and Meng Qi.

After Shen Yingxue arrived in Chongguang City, she changed into a black robe with lotus patterns on it, but it was not obvious.The black clothes showed that his demeanor was calmer and a bit more stern.

"You have a heart." Shen Yingxue smiled.

Song Minhuan performed the cleansing technique himself, he estimated that Shen Yingxue would be busy, so he took off his outer robe and slept in the bed by himself.

The candlelight on the table reflected Shen Yingxue's side face, Shen Yingxue unfolded the paper crane, there seemed to be something on it, Shen Yingxue looked at it intently with downcast eyes.

Song Minhuan stared at Shen Yingxue's side face for a while, and when he fell asleep, he still had Shen Yingxue's face in front of him, and he quickly fell asleep.

I don't know if it was affected, but he also dreamed about Shen Yingxue in his dreams.In the past, Shen Yingxue was just a favorite character in the book, but now this character has come out completely.

He dreamed that on the red lotus platform of Tianxuezong, that person was dressed in white clothes that were more snowy than snow, with ink scattered on his side, his face was pale and bloodless, there was a bit of sadness in his lowered eyebrows, and a trace of blood spread from his lips.

"Shen Yingxue, do you regret taking this seat back then?"

"Save the common people in the world? Look at your current appearance...you can't even save yourself."

"Immortal Lord Linhua? I see...you might as well be called Immortal Slave."

Demonic whispers came from his ear, Song Minhuan watched from the side, watching his familiar junior brother show a bloodthirsty smile, and the blood-stained Yunshan Sword pierced Shen Yingxue's heart.

"The so-called righteousness of the world...for the sake of the righteousness of the world, you abandoned this seat at the beginning, but now this seat is the world, and this seat represents the world...abandon you."

With a sound of "Puff", warm blood gushed out, some fell on Shen Yingxue's slender fingertips, some splashed on his face, and the crimson at the lapel was extremely dazzling.

"Do not……"

"Master..."

Shen Yingxue was sitting by the coffee table, he heard the boy on the bed calling him, he was distracted a bit, probably the boy was having a nightmare.

He got up, the paper cranes on the table disappeared at his fingertips, and he reached the edge of the bed.

The boy on the bed didn't know what he had dreamed of, his forehead was covered with a layer of cold sweat, his eyes were closed tightly, and there was a faint pain in his expression.

Shen Yingxue touched the quilt with her fingertips, just as the quilt was pulled up, the boy on the bed called "Master" again, with a worried tone, and then his hand was held.

A warm touch came, and his fingertips were tightly clasped.

Shen Yingxue tried to move, but the boy on the bed didn't know where he got the strength to hold him tightly, and he was unwilling to let go.

He raised his eyebrows, and called his big apprentice in a gentle tone, "Ming Huan... Shan Shan?"

After shouting a few words like this, Song Minhuan, who was sleeping in his sleep, was still fighting Zhuang Li to the death, his voice was like a gentle wind blowing past his ears, calling his mind back.

Song Minhuan opened his eyes and saw Shen Yingxue's face. He couldn't tell the dream from reality for a while, and was stunned for a while, "Master?"

Shen Yingxue touched his forehead with the other hand, and said softly: "I have been calling Master just now, but have I had a nightmare?"

The scene in the dream appeared in Song Minhuan's mind, and he felt his throat still a little choked up, and he didn't realize that he was still holding Shen Yingxue's hand and didn't let go.

"I dreamed about some bad things." Song Minhuan was a little cautious, "Did I disturb Master?"

"It's nothing," Shen Yingxue said, "What nightmare did you have? Would you like to tell Master?"

Song Minhuan opened his mouth, unwilling to tell Shen Yingxue about it.Those are all things that haven't happened yet, since they haven't happened, everything is still unknown, he doesn't want to add any trouble to Shen Yingxue.

"It's okay, if you don't want to say it, you don't have to force it. If you want to say it, you can tell Master anytime."

Song Minhuan was very moved when he heard the words, he didn't even realize that he was particularly easy to touch Shen Yingxue.

He was immersed in Shen Yingxue's gentleness, and said cheerfully: "If there is a chance, I will definitely tell Master."

If Meng Yujin was here, he would probably shake his head, another one would soon fall into it.

Shen Yingxue is famous for treating people in the three realms equally, such a gentle person, powerful and fascinating, he seems to have affection for thousands of creatures.

But since he can stand in the No.1 position recognized by the Three Realms, how can he be so easily moved?The most affectionate...often the most ruthless.

Only then did Song Minhuan realize that he had been holding onto Shen Yingxue's hand, and quickly let go.He himself didn't know when he caught it, but he could guess it all.

"Master, I just offended you."

Shen Yingxue didn't say anything, just touched his forehead with her fingertips, "This way, there will be no more nightmares."

There was a moment of warmth on the forehead, Song Minhuan touched his own forehead, "Thank you, Master."

He fell asleep again after a while, this time he wrapped himself in a quilt like a silkworm chrysalis, he didn't have any more nightmares, and slept until dawn.

Before going to sleep, he had never seen Shen Yingxue on the bed, and he hadn't seen Shen Yingxue's shadow when he woke up. After washing himself, he saw a note on the table.

It was written in Shen Yingxue's handsome handwriting.

: I can't follow you today, come back tonight, I have something to transmit

Song Minhuan went out with the note, he knocked on the doors of Zhuang Li and Meng Qi, and showed them the note left by Shen Yingxue.

"Today we will go to the west of the city to have a look. It doesn't matter if your master isn't here. It's inconvenient to do anything when he's here."

Song Minhuan subconsciously asked, "What's the inconvenience?"

Meng Qi: "He is an elder, of course he is not comfortable being with elders."

"Master doesn't look much older than us."

Meng Qi: "Can monks be the same as ordinary people? If it is converted to the age of ordinary people, I will calculate... You are nineteen years old, and Shen Yingxue is eight years older than you."

"This is not young. According to Shen Yingxue's age, there are probably two or three married children in the human world."

"Not necessarily," Song Minhuan went downstairs and brought the other two hairs to Zhuang Li and Meng Qi. He remembered that Zhuang Li also bought a moon-white hair, and asked.

"Xiaozhuang, did you give away the things you bought yesterday?"

He originally thought that Zhuang Li bought it for him, but in the end Zhuang Li didn't give it to him, but he was acting affectionate on his own.

The one that Song Minhuan gave Zhuang Li was blue with a wave pattern on it. He put it on the table in front of Zhuang Li, but Zhuang Li didn't take it.

"I thought you would give it to senior brother when you bought it." Song Minhuan thought about it, and then said it out, teasing Zhuang Li by the way.

Zhuang Li looked at the blue brocade on the table, concealed the emotion in his eyes, pushed it back, and spoke flatly.

"I want the black one."