old grace

Xie Qinghe misses Fu Chuan very much.

This feeling was unprecedented, but it lasted a lifetime in Jiang Yingzhou's world.

Prior to this, time and distance had no special meaning to Xie Qinghe, and the experience of being enchanted for many years made him despise parting.

After returning from the last enchanted world, Fu Chuan was very resistant to being enchanted continuously. After rejecting his arrangement, Fu Chuan said embarrassedly that he had delayed the senior brother's cultivation.At that time, Xie Qinghe smiled calmly and said no.

——Fu Chuan can't adapt to the frequent experience of being enchanted, he can go alone.He also did go alone.

Now, Xie Qinghe felt that he was a little funny at that time.

No matter how many years he has lived and how many things he has experienced, there will always be times when a person is overwhelmed and unaware.The truth is, he can no longer casually leave his junior brother behind and live alone for one year, two years, five years, ten years...or even 60 years.

The days of concern and longing are too long and lonely.He can endure it, but he doesn't want to experience it again.

After drinking the cup of tea left before the demon, Xie Qinghe stepped on his wooden clogs, walked to the cliff, and jumped down.

Below the cliff of the observatory is a rocky beach, blocked by the cliffs on the left and right, and even the disciples of Hanjiang who patrol the mountain rarely set foot on it.When Xie Qinghe was young, he liked to seal demons along the river here. After all the demons were wiped out, the waters became quiet, and this place was deserted for many years.

It wasn't until Xie Qinghe lived in the observatory again and had the experience of frequent enchantments that he often came down to practice swords and stretch his muscles and bones.

He stood on the rocky beach and unleashed the Hanjiang sword ring. The sword light stretched under the water and sky, as if Xie Qinghe was speaking.

Xie Qinghe pinched the sword formula with his left hand, controlled the sword light, and let it fly in the air.At the beginning, only the cold light flickered, but gradually, the water vapor of the mountain spirit slowly condensed, followed the sword light, and swayed between the sky and the earth.Xie Qinghe just strolled on the rocky beach, breathing heavily.

After going back and forth like this for nearly a quarter of an hour, Xie Qinghe lightly waved his finger, the mountain spirit returned to the ground, the water vapor returned to the sky, and the sword ring flew back to his hand.

He shook off the cold, tapped his toes, and flew back towards the cliff.

After practicing the sword, I feel refreshed.

Xie Qinghe washed his face, but Fu Chuan did not come back.

Xie Qinghe drank tea again, but Fu Chuan didn't come back.

Xie Qinghe was bored and read half a volume on the couch, but Fu Chuan didn't come back.

Xie Qinghe remixed two bottles of warm ointment to be used at night, stewed pork knuckle that the younger brother loves, took a bath, changed into tight clothes, and tied a belt that perfectly matched his waist...Fu Chuan still didn't come back.

Looking at the sun that had already set towards the west mountain, Xie Qinghe lit the lamps inside and outside the house, feeling very surprised.What happened?

Not long after holding the lamp, Fu Chuan finally came back.

He also knew that he came back late, so he walked hastily, flying all the way back to the observatory, approaching the trail before landing hastily.

——The observatory is the residence of the head, it is too offensive to fly around, and Fu Chuan has been walking here.

From a long distance, Fu Chuan saw Xie Qinghe standing on the balcony, and always felt weird.

Xie Qinghe never waited for him, and went his own way at the observatory, drinking tea when he should drink tea, and reading books when he should be reading, if he sat outside in the open air, it was because Xie Qinghe wanted to go out to breathe, drink tea outside and enjoy the scenery.

The problem is, it's winter.Freezing weather!At this time, stand outside on the terrace to breathe?

I always feel that big brother is waiting for me.Fu Chuan couldn't help walking faster.

When he got closer, Fu Chuan realized what was wrong with the elder brother!

The eldest brother who always likes to wear spacious Taoist robes and green shirts is actually wearing tight robes today!And a belt!

Just looking at the line of the cloth wrapping down the senior brother's body, Fu Chuan felt a dizzy fascination.In the past, I just looked at it with fantasies, but now I have done everything. Just looking at the appearance of the senior brother, I can directly imagine the appearance of a senior senior brother without clothes!

He rushed to Xie Qinghe's side, his eyes were blurred, his cheeks were flushed, and he was dizzy with intoxication.

"Senior brother!" Fu Chuan stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around the tight waist of the senior brother, "Senior brother, take a good look today."

Xie Qinghe thought about all kinds of intimate things hundreds of times, but now he was able to hold his breath, hugged Fu Chuan in his arms, and only touched his head: "Well. I came back so late, is it from the mountain? Something went wrong?"

Fu Chuan immediately came to his senses and said, "The matter is a bit complicated. I'll tell the elder brother slowly."

Xie Qinghe misses Fu Chuan very much.

Some desires are stronger than food, he really wants to take Fu Chuan back to the dormitory directly.

However, he left alone for 60 years, but Fu Chuan did not have that experience.Alone he was eagerly longing, Fu Chuan was not eager.

The two held hands and walked back to the house from the terrace. Before Xie Qinghe could speak, Fu Chuan had already smelled the smell of stewed elbows from the kitchen, so he turned around and went to the kitchen, ready to serve the food.Seeing that Xie Qinghe had only stewed the elbow, Fu Chuan lit the stove, quickly cut up the wax gourd and fried it, squeezed a meatball to cook the wild vegetable soup, and quickly set up a table for dinner.

Seeing that he was happily preparing dinner, Xie Qinghe had the nerve to tell his junior brother not to eat and sleep with me first?

Fu Chuan didn't like eating at the dinner table.He put the food on the couch where Xie Qinghe drank tea, kicked off his shoes, and sat cross-legged.Xie Qinghe is also used to his demeanor, the small tea table shortens the distance, and being more intimate when eating is second, the key is that the younger brother likes it.

The two sat down facing each other, Xie Qinghe ate two chopsticks of wax gourd made by his younger brother, and Fu Chuan ate the stewed elbow Xie Qinghe gave him.

Eat earlier, rest earlier.This is Xie Qinghe's idea.

But Fu Chuan failed to receive the invitation signal to share the bed with him. After eating a few elbows, he probably didn't feel very hungry, so he started chatting with Xie Qinghe: "The third senior brother sent someone to find me today. Last year was Talking about the relocation of Lanquezhai to the north, I wrote a letter to Third Senior Brother, Longcheng took a step back, and the people in Lanquezhai have already gone north."

"You also know that the relocation of the family is quite troublesome. Now Shi Bufan doesn't know where he went, and Lan Quezhai Gubei refused to accept the imperial court's order. He came and went back and forth with the Northland supervisor sent by the imperial court. Some time ago, the imperial court After distributing the money for young crops, Lan Que Village felt that the local supervisor deliberately treated them poorly, and the two sides fought, killing more than ten people..."

"The matter got serious, and the third senior brother said it was difficult to deal with it, so he hurriedly sent someone to ask my opinion." Fu said.

Xie Qinghe listened quietly, and ate some wild vegetables made by Fu Chuan.

"The land reclamation in northern Xinjiang was originally a way to resettle the displaced people. After all, there are barbarians living in the bitter cold land in the north. Few inland people move north with their families. In the panic-stricken areas of Miao border, there are also land-lost Miao people who settle in the north. I think, usually when foreign races move inland, the imperial court breaks up and resettles them, changes their traditions, conforms to their customs, and makes them naturalize. I don’t know that this is not the case in the North.”

"Refugees could not establish a system in the north, so the imperial court took a fancy to the Miao village where the whole family went north. For the people who passed by sporadically, five households had one cattle. If the Miao people lived together in the whole village, they would only give ten households one cattle. Arrangements for scattered refugees The nearby land, where the Miao people live together, will be given to the barbarians outside...not just the Lanque Village, many Miao people think it is unfair."

Fu Chuan gnawed his elbow while speaking, and it didn't delay him from eating: "According to me, this person is always pushing his limits. Don't let Beiqian make a fuss about moving. To take advantage of the imperial court's favor to the refugees, it is really the imperial court who has been taken advantage of."

"This incident caused more than a dozen lives. The imperial court has killed several supervisors, and they will never let it go."

"Shi Bufan doesn't know where he went..."

Speaking of this, Fu Chuan's voice was a little soft, and he quietly looked at Xie Qinghe's face.

Shi Bufan and Fu Chuan fell off the cliff together, and after the two came out of Fairy Mountain, they broke up unhappy.Fu Chuan hid in the portable space to recuperate, and Shi Bufan never disappeared.For so long, Lan Que Village has been looking for Shi Bufan, but has never found his whereabouts.

Fu Chuan and Shi Bufan had a rift, but most of them felt guilty.He is also familiar with the Miao people in Lanquezhai, so it is inevitable that he will be biased.

Shi Bufan is nowhere to be found, Lanquezhai has lost its leader, and Fu Chuan feels that he has the responsibility to take care of one or two.

However, unlike the rotten peach blossoms that fell innocently from the sky, what happened between Fu Chuan and Shi Bufan in the cave was "you love me".He was very worried that he would make Xie Qinghe unhappy if he paid too much attention to the affairs of Lan Que Village.

Unlike Fu Chuan who was talking and chatting, Xie Qinghe has been eating seriously, and has already finished a bowl of rice.

He put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth, and said, "Let's eat first. Let's talk after we finish eating."

Fu Chuan immediately realized that something was wrong.

Eldest brother never minds talking about things during meals, but interrupting him suddenly and asking for a detailed discussion after the meal proves that the conversation will not be very pleasant.

——It will make people unable to eat.

No matter what the reason was that made the conversation unpleasant, Fu Chuan was very uneasy, and suddenly felt that the elbow in the bowl was not fragrant.

Fu Chuan was chewing rice unintentionally, Xie Qinghe felt that he didn't care too much, which spoiled the mood of the younger brother, he took the chopsticks to pick up food for Fu Chuan again, touched Fu Chuan's head, and comforted: "Good boy."

Seriously, thinking of heaven and hell, the senior brother showed a little kindness, and Fu Chuan immediately became happy again.

After dinner, Fu Chuan packed up the dishes and went to the kitchen, wiped the table with a hot towel, and served tea for Xie Qinghe.He secretly glanced at Xie Qinghe's face several times, Xie Qinghe couldn't help laughing: "What strange look?"

Fu Chuan said cunningly: "I see if the elder brother is angry. If he is angry, he will wash his feet first. When the elder brother is no longer angry, I will talk to the elder brother about the afternoon."

Xie Qinghe held him in his arms, let him sit on his lap, and said softly: "I won't be angry with Junior Brother."

"I'm not afraid that senior brother will be angry." Fu Chuan was sitting in his arms. The distance between the two of them was too close, and it was easy to arouse tenderness. Rebuke me a few words, now just pamper me, no matter what I do, the big brother agrees. But I can't figure out the depth of proportion."

"First, let's see if the senior brother is angry before he dares to speak, and then he said that the senior senior brother has never been angry with you, and the preface does not match the words." Xie Qinghe pinched his nose, "I think you have a ghost in your heart - called senior brother Look, what's the last name of this ghost?"

Fu Chuan's heart beat wildly, he was afraid that he would say the word Shi Bufan.

Unexpectedly, Xie Qinghe listened to his heart for a while, and suddenly said: "surname Li?"

Fu Chuan was stunned, his face became embarrassed, and he said after a while: "Eldest senior brother, I didn't mean to talk about him on purpose, but I just felt that it shouldn't be the case, right?"

Seeing that he was still pretending to be stupid, Xie Qinghe hugged him up and said, "Then don't talk about it. Senior brother misses you very much."

Fu Chuan was suddenly picked up, and he was a little anxious: "No, no, we want to talk. Senior brother, I'm telling the truth."

But Xie Qinghe didn't want to dawdle anymore, he carried him firmly into the dormitory, put him on the bed, and said: "Good boy, go to bed first." As he spoke, he got up and undressed.Thinking of the tights he wore to please his junior brother, it was a bit funny to throw a wink at the blind man.

Fu Chuan didn't want to sleep, so he sat up and said anxiously: "I know Third Senior Brother shouldn't send someone to look for me directly."

That's the whole point of this thing.

Earlier, Fu Chuan talked a lot at the dinner table, discussing whether the policy of the imperial court to resettle refugees is fair, what is right and wrong between Lan Que Village and the court supervisor, and that there is no leader in Lan Que Village... Xie Qinghe just listened quietly He said nothing.

This discussion is fundamentally wrong.In other words, Fu Chuanming knew what the point was, but deliberately avoided talking about it.

In fact, Li Nanfeng shouldn't have come to Fu Chuan at all.

Who is Fu Chuan?He is the head disciple of the Hanjiang Sword Sect.Not the spokesperson of Lan Que Village, nor Shi Bufan's substitute.

Even if Fu Chuan once thought of Shi Bufan's favor and sent a private letter to Li Nanfeng to plead for mercy, so that Lan Que Village could go north and resettle, it does not mean that he can represent the interests of Lan Que Village, and it is even more impossible to make Lan Que Village's life, old age, sickness and death even more difficult. Fu Chuan came to take charge.

There was a conflict between the imperial court and Lan Que Village, and people were killed, so they should be dealt with according to the law.What's so difficult about this?

Li Nanfeng has been in charge of the outer sect of the Hanjiang Sword Sect for more than ten years, doesn't he have the courage?Back then, he dared to point at Fu Chuan's face, accuse Fu Chuan of being from the royal family, and demanded that Fu Chuan be expelled from the gate according to the rules of the house, but now he suddenly looks like a chick, and handles the murder of more than ten people according to the law Disputes are always trembling, so I have to ask Fu Chuan what should I do?

Li Nanfeng deliberately sent someone to ask Fu Chuan what to do, this was a trap.

——As long as Fu Chuan followed his train of thought and intervened in the handling, he would have to be involved in the muddy waters of the imperial court's Gubeice and the immigrants from Miaojiang.

Xie Qinghe didn't want to talk about it because he suddenly realized that Fu Chuan was not tricked.The junior brother is well aware of Li Nanfeng's calculations, but he cares about the Miao people in Lanque Village and doesn't want Lanque Village to suffer, so he is willing to join the game.

So what else is there to say?

Better to sleep.

Xie Qinghe had already taken off his coat, loosened his belt and hung it on the hanger, turned around to see Fu Chuan sitting on the bed without moving, he sat down on the edge of the bed patiently, and stretched out a hand: "If you want to take care of this matter, go do it .Little brother, I really miss you. Take a break, okay?"

The matter is not clear, but the elder brother uncharacteristically wants to go to bed first, how can Fu Chuan be "good"?

"I don't want to talk about this in the dormitory." Fu Chuan looked at the elder brother who was only wearing a thin shirt. For the first time, he didn't feel flushed, but was a little ashamed and angry, "Eldest brother promised me. You can't use this to kill me .”

Only then did Xie Qinghe realize that he had misunderstood, and explained softly: "I am possessed this afternoon."

Fu Chuan suddenly raised his head.

"60 years." Xie Qinghe still stretched out that hand, "I miss you every day."

Fu Chuan had the experience of becoming a demon. Thinking of that long life, it was unbelievably long with the senior brother by his side. In the afternoon, the senior senior brother fell into the demon alone for 60 years. What kind of mood should he be in?The sharp spikes he erected immediately softened, and he stepped forward to lean on the arm of Xie Qinghe's outstretched arm, and said softly: "Brother."

Fu Chuan didn't know how to comfort the elder brother, so he hugged Xie Qinghe distressedly: "Sleep right away!"

Xie Qinghe became happy, hugged him and kissed him for a long time, then put him on the bed and covered him with a quilt.

Fu Chuan was tossed inexplicably, what kind of gameplay is this?Xie Qinghe dug him out of the quilt little by little, looking at his innocent face gradually revealed from the quilt, with a smile in his eyes.Fu Chuan didn't ask why, and hooked Xie Qinghe's collar with his fingertips: "Kiss again."

……

Xie Qinghe's yearning that he had held back for 60 years, once released, his enthusiasm was so overwhelming that Fu Chuan couldn't bear it.

At the beginning, Fu Chuan still had the idea of ​​discussing the matter of the Northland with the senior brother afterwards, but later he couldn't care about the southeast and northwest, and his mind was full of the senior brother.Coupled with the experience of being in the demon world, the two have been in love for decades. Xie Qinghe has never longed for him so passionately. Such a passionate request made Fu Chuan very comforting, and he fell into great satisfaction from body to heart .

No matter how irrationally Xie Qinghe asked, he responded one by one without any hesitation, sinking into the sea of ​​desire.

In the early morning of the next day, Yun Chao counted the time and came to take care of the household. Fu Chuan had just fallen asleep, his face was flushed, and he began to snore a little.

Xie Qinghe put on his clothes and got up refreshed, and made a silent gesture to Yun Chao.

In fact, without Xie Qinghe's greeting, Yun Chao also heard the snoring of the little master in the house.Fu Chuan's cultivation was good and he was in good health. He should sleep very peacefully, but now he was sleeping soundly, obviously exhausted.

Xie Qinghe didn't want to disturb Fu Chuan's rest, so he sat on the tea table outside the observatory with his clothes on, eating the noodle soup made by Yun Chao.

"There is something that I don't trust others to handle." Xie Qinghe said.

Yun Chao tapped on one knee: "Master orders."

"Li Nanfeng wants to pull my junior brother into the world. Go and see, whose idea it is." Xie Qinghe said.

Li Nanfeng had no reason to deal with Fu Chuan.Even if he had attacked Fu Chuan, it was to attack Xie Qinghe behind Fu Chuan.

If it wasn't Li Nanfeng who planned this matter, who else could be behind the scenes?What is the real purpose?Thinking of the old man who had been buried in Qionglin, Xie Qinghe really couldn't trust anyone.In such a cold mountain, only Yun Chao's loyalty, cultivation, and ability are trustworthy.

Yun Chao didn't ask anything, waited for Xie Qinghe to finish eating the noodles, and said: "The mutton cakes made for the young master are warm in the pot."

Xie Qinghe nodded.

Fu Chuan fell asleep for two hours before getting up groggyly, sitting on the toilet in a daze.

Xie Qinghe re-fried the mutton pie with oil, and the burnt aroma of the mixture of wheat flour and meat wafted into the room, and Fu Chuan was completely awake immediately.

He washed his body, put on his robe, and ran out. Xie Qinghe ground the soy milk for him, and he lay down on the tea table on the couch and ate the cakes: "Brother Yun Chao made the cakes. He has been elusive lately, why didn't he disappear?" gone?"

Xie Qinghe didn't say where Yun Chao was going, and sat beside Fu Chuan, looking at him with a smile.

"Why do you look at me like this?" Fu Chuan was a little embarrassed, but this matter is not easy to discuss.

At the beginning of their relationship with Xie Qinghe, he pestered Xie Qinghe for a whole month, day and night together, it seemed that it was not as hard as last night.Thinking about it carefully, the senior senior brothers used to be very restrained, indescribably gentle and gentle.The ban was really lifted last night, and it was a bit unbearable.

Xie Qinghe actually let out two rough breaths, very similar to Fu Chuan's snoring sound.

Fu Chuan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly flushed with embarrassment: "Isn't that... Senior brother... Are you still learning from me?"

Xie Qinghe put his arms around his warm waist and whispered, "It's very cute."

Fu Chuan bit the meatloaf again and again, seemingly earnestly eating, but in fact he didn't know where his mind wandered, his eyes lingered on Xie Qinghe's arm embracing him.Xie Qinghe was next to his ear, and whispered: "Little brother, I really liked it last night."

Before this, Xie Qinghe was very easygoing about this matter, Fu Chuan was more enthusiastic than him, and he rarely felt dissatisfied with his desires.

It's like people only need to eat three meals a day, but in fact they are given eight meals. Naturally, each meal is eaten very little, and a few bites are enough to fill you up.Fu Chuan felt that Xie Qinghe was very gentle, it was because Xie Qinghe was not impatient every time, and he was teasing and comforting him slowly with the intention of making up for it.

Last night was the first time that Xie Qinghe didn't care much, and put his longing first, but Fu Chuan fully cooperated and was so obedient.

Afterwards, Xie Qinghe felt a little regretful, feeling that he was not as usual, and was afraid that Fu Chuan would be unhappy when he woke up from his desire.

Fu Chuan said long ago that he is not allowed to be too aggressive.

Unexpectedly, Fu Chuan hugged him tightly until he fell asleep, his face was full of joy, and he didn't look angry at all.

Xie Qinghe was still worried, perhaps, the junior brother was still fainting.

Tried it again now.

Fu Chuan was still holding the fried meatloaf in his hand, so he couldn't spare his arms to hug him, so he turned around and rubbed against his cheek: "I like it too. Brother, don't ask, I have asked several times. Really I love it! I don’t like it and I’ll tell you.”

Xie Qinghe hugged him, let him sit on his lap, and fed him soy milk.

Usually when they get up, the two of them are rarely so clingy. Fu Chuan feels lingering and attached. After decades of getting along clearly, his heart beats a little faster, and he loses everything when he eats a meal.Xie Qinghe actually spared one hand to touch his soft flesh!

"Eldest brother, if you're like this... just flirt, don't care about the end, I don't like it very much." Fu Chuan said.

Xie Qinghe untied his belt and said, "Don't worry. Isn't it okay?"

……

The pancakes were eaten.

The big crane ate it too.

Fu Chuan curled up on the couch, leaning against the arms of the eldest brother, contented.

"Eldest senior brother." Fu Chuan called out suddenly.

"Huh?" Xie Qinghe also leaned comfortably on the soft pillow, combing the little junior's long hair with his fingers, his eyes full of tenderness.

"I have thought about it. As the head disciple of the Hanjiang Sword Sect, I am not suitable to deal with the dispute between Lanquezhai and the imperial court. It is one thing to write a letter in private to ask for help, but now there is a life lawsuit , the third senior brother openly sent someone to ask for my opinion, if I open my mouth, it would be the sect interfering with the punishment of the secular world—I know that senior senior brother favors me and won't care about this matter with me, but I shouldn't have done this in the first place." Volt legend.

Xie Qinghe turned to look at Fu Chuan's face, seeing Fu Chuan's obedient appearance, couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed him on the face: "Yes."

"Yesterday, I asked the messenger sent by the third senior brother for a long time. I asked about all the disputes in the Northland. I had selfish intentions. I have old friends with many people in Lanque Village, and I really want to help them. Eldest brother said that I have a ghost in my heart..." Fu Chuan also felt ashamed, "There is a ghost."

"Who doesn't have a long heart?" Xie Qinghe comforted.His preference for Fu Chuan really has no bottom line.

"I want to write a letter to the third senior brother as the disciple of the sect master, admonishing him for his misconduct. Does the senior brother think it is feasible?" Fu Chuan asked.

"Yes." Xie Qinghe agreed very simply.Since he said "yes", Xie Qinghe will be responsible for any consequences caused by Fu Chuan's letter even if he sent it as the head disciple.On this kind of matter, Xie Qinghe has never been ambiguous.

Fu Chuan rubbed against Xie Qinghe's arms and said, "Elder brother."

"Go ahead."

"If I occasionally don't understand something, you have to teach me." Fu said.

"Teach you not to fall into Li Nanfeng's schemes, teach you not to meddle in the affairs of Lan Que Village?" Xie Qinghe stroked his loose long hair, "You are so old, you have your own ideas. Besides, didn't I warn you ?"

"Then what if I insist on mediating this matter?" Fu Chuan raised his head and asked.

"Just go to mediate." Xie Qinghe looked at Fu Chuan's serious expression, and pinched his nose, "Your intentions are not a bad thing. Lan Que Village has an old relationship with you, and people want to help people they know solve their problems. Are you guilty? Even the people you know are unwilling to give sympathy and help, so why should you help the so-called 'common people in the world' who have nothing to do with you?"

"As long as you don't turn black and white for the sake of the people in Lanquezhai, and disregard the principles of heaven and justice for the sake of one party's past, what's the problem if you want to join the WTO?" Blind management.

Fu Chuan thought for a while and said, "However, this matter... I don't really need to come forward. It will be dealt with according to the law."

Xie Qinghe smiled.

"Brother doesn't care about me." Fu Chuan was lying in Xie Qinghe's arms, neither of them were wearing robes, the position was so perfect, Fu Chuan put his arms around Xie Qinghe's chest from the side, and wanted to take a bite, but in the end he couldn't bear it. Huh a bit.

Xie Qinghe was suddenly attacked by him, his face turned green for a moment, and he quickly pressed his head: "You?!"

Fu Chuan looked at him innocently.

"Are you a rascal?!" Xie Qinghe was in pain, looking at the water stains on his chest, he couldn't laugh or cry, "You don't need to come forward, and it's not that you can't. You have to meddle in the affairs of the children you know in the world, Can I hold it still?"

Fu Chuan lay on his body, put his arms around his waist, raised his head and said, "I smell sour."

Xie Qinghe managed to hold back his laughter. Hearing that the rumor was "sour", he still couldn't help laughing: "Yeah."

"Hmm, what do you mean?" Fu Chuan slowly climbed up, looking at the remaining water stains on his chest, "Brother, did I hurt you? Let me blow it for you." He lowered his head and blew, He stuck out his tongue and licked again.

Xie Qinghe looked at his face patiently, then suddenly lifted him up and put him on his lap: "I'll loosen the skin for you."

……

The two played wildly at the observatory, and Fu Chuan never mentioned the bed at all.

He knew that Xie Qinghe had been in the enchanted world for 60 years, even though he had no memory of this parting, he could empathize with Xie Qinghe's longing.It's a bit hard to do things at night, but he has a good cultivation base, he can recover after a little rest, and he has the physical strength to support Xie Qinghe to play around.

On the contrary, Xie Qinghe was more restrained than him, and he refused to indulge any more at dinner time. He carried Fu Chuan into the pool to wash himself clean, and asked, "Will you still write the warning letter?"

Fu Chuan soaked in the open-air pool for a while, and suddenly realized: "Brother Yun Chao is not here?"

If Yun Chao could come over to make dinner at any time, the eldest brother would definitely not run him outside to take a bath.It's not that the elder brother treats him as a forbidden man, and outsiders are not allowed to peek even an inch of his skin, the main reason is that he ran into him so naked... Everyone was very embarrassed.

Xie Qinghe explained: "Sent him down the mountain."

Knowing that no outsiders would break into the observatory, Fu Chuan felt much more at ease, lying in the pool with his face up, and suddenly asked, "Brother, when was the world you got into?"

Xie Qinghe felt that there was nothing to talk about, so he changed the topic: "I will take you with me next time."

"I don't want to be separated from senior brother. 60 years, 60 years is too long." The towel covering his face was quickly cooled by the evening wind in the open air. Fog, "But I can't get past this hurdle."

"What hurdle?" Xie Qinghe asked.

"Death." Fu said.

"You can only come back after you die. I know it's not real death, but I have completely cut off contact with that world. Everyone I know can't see you again, and I no longer own everything I managed. What is the difference between death and death?"

Xie Qinghe has long been used to farewells, and for him, there is nothing that cannot be lost.

The last time he came back from being enchanted, Fu Chuan said with red eyes that he had lost everything. He thought that what he had said had convinced Fu Chuan.

Thinking about it now, what he said was just to tell Fu Chuan that loss is inevitable, and people have to accept that all close or distant people and things in life go away. This is an unbreakable truth.However, the crux of Fu Chuan is that he refuses to accept what must be lost.

Xie Qinghe opened his mouth, but also felt dumb.

He couldn't do without Fu Chuan, and wanted to bring Fu Chuan into a demon together.

However, Fu Chuan refuses to go to a world that is bound to say goodbye, and does not want to be connected with everything that is destined to be lost.

He could not force Fu Chuan to accept it, nor could he coax Fu Chuan to accept it with rhetoric.Even if he has the means to control Fu Chuan, he also has the ability to influence Fu Chuan.As long as it wasn't Fu Chuan's original intention, he couldn't bother to plan.

"Don't go if you don't like it." Xie Qinghe gave him a comforting kiss, "It's okay."

Xie Qinghe didn't even remind Fu Chuan that becoming a demon is of decisive benefit to practice.Junior brother doesn't want to be possessed, so he can think of a way.Since the soul power obtained by becoming a demon can be distributed to the little fat girl, there must be a way to distribute it to the little junior brother.