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Feng Qi looked at the trembling man lying on his shoulder in surprise.He kindly reached out and patted his shoulder to comfort him.After waiting for a long time, his feet were sore, and the man did not let go.

He gave the man a push to put some distance away.The man's eyes were red, staring at him closely.

Feng Qi was a little scared, shrugged his shoulders, and walked down the mountain along the stream.The man also did not speak, but kept following behind him.

Feng Qi kicked the stream carelessly, shaking the corolla at will, and the peonies scattered one after another, and he didn't realize it.

Lu Changqing followed behind him, constantly bending down to pick up every flower he dropped.

Feng Qi returned to Songyue Temple, where the old Taoist and a group of disciples were packing up the ritual vessels and incense for the ceremony.A Xiaodao boy greeted with a smile: "Brother is back? There is hot food in the room, go and eat!"

Feng Qi smiled and nodded.He walked into the room and pulled off his collar, picked up the bowl and was about to eat, when he saw the man who had followed all the way quietly stand at the table.Feng Qi pointed to the bowl, as if asking him if he wanted to eat.

Lu Changqing's eyes moved, he pressed his shoulders, and pushed him against the wall.Feng Qi was a little displeased, and was about to break his hand away, but suddenly found that his whole body was shaking, and couldn't help but stop struggling.

Lu Changqing stared straight at the dark brown mark on Feng Qi's neck, and asked hoarsely, "What is this?"

Feng Qi couldn't speak, covered his neck with his hands, and shook his head.

Lu Changqing closed his eyes suddenly, and two lines of tears flowed down, "I heard that they strangled you with white silk seven years ago. Is this the trace left by that time?"

"If I don't go up the mountain today, will I miss you and have to wait another seven years, or a lifetime?"

Why is this man crying again?Feng Qi thought helplessly, this person has white hair on his temples and wrinkles around his eyes, he must be very old, why does he love to cry like a child?

"Feng Qi, don't you want to see me? Do you know that I have lived a miserable life for the past seven years? Why don't you recognize me? Why don't you call me by my name?"

Lu Changqing collapsed to the ground, he could only use his hands to tightly hug Feng Qi's legs to support himself.Seeing his unkempt appearance, Feng Qi couldn't bear it, and gently stroked Lu Changqing's head on his lap with his hand, straightening out his messy hair.

Lu Chang felt that all this was a dream, because he had had such a dream countless times.Every night I wake up with tears all over my face.He was terrified of waking up suddenly, and he thrust his head into Feng Qi's arms, as if this could prevent the dream from being broken.

Touching the hair of the man on his lap, Feng Qi felt that such a scene was very familiar, as if he had comforted someone like this on a certain day many, many years ago.

Three days after the letter was delivered, Huangyuanke and Gongyangxi rushed to Songyue Temple like falling from the sky.

At that time, it was daylight, Feng Qi was sleeping, Lu Changqing leaned his head on the edge of the bed, and clasped the edge of the bed with both hands, as if he was afraid of being pulled out when he fell asleep.

The wilderness guest didn't want to pay attention, and pushed the door open.Feng Qi was startled and sat up all of a sudden.

"Feng Qi, what's going on! Lu Changqing?" He had really suppressed it for too long these years, and now he couldn't restrain it anymore.

"Senior, keep your voice down, people who just woke up can't stand being scared." Lu Changqing said weakly with a sallow complexion.

"My surname is Lu, why did you make yourself into such a ghost?" The wastelander was even more furious, "Gongyangxi, look at Feng Qi, is he crazy or stupid? Can it be cured or not?"

"It looks pretty good, much better than back then in Taoyuan Village..." Gong Yangxi walked over nagging, and opened Feng Qi's eyelids to look.

Feng Qi didn't know what this dry man was doing here, it was very awkward.

Gongyang was delighted to see the strangle marks on his neck, his whole body froze for a moment, and suddenly he couldn't continue rambling.The wilderness guest also leaned over, saw the mark on the neck, thought of something, and fell silent in the same way.

"It's tragic enough, it's cruel enough." Gong Yangxi said after a long silence, "He looks so stupid, maybe he hurt his brain when he was tortured."

"That's not necessarily the case. When he and Lu Changqing escaped from Luoyang, they were already a little confused." Huang Yuan said.

"I'll have to check..."

Feng Qi couldn't stand these people looking at him over and over like a newborn piglet, jumped off the ground and walked outside.Lu Changqing's face changed drastically, and he followed him closely.

"What are you doing here!" Huang Yuan said politely.

Feng Qi gestured a few times, meaning it was convenient to go out.

"It's convenient for him to go, and you want to go in with him?" Huangyuan asked.

"I'll wait for him to come out outside Dongyi." Lu Changqing's voice was inaudible, and he followed out without leaving his feet.

The wastelander asked the old Taoist of Guanzhong to ask what happened.The old Taoist seemed to know that sooner or later someone would ask about his closed disciple, so he took out a cloth bag.

Open the cloth bag, inside is a gold hairpin.

The old Taoist explained: "I have an old friend who is an official in Luoyang. Seven years ago, he sent my nine apprentices here and entrusted me to take care of them for a period of time. he."

"Who knew that when he woke up for half a year and his body recovered completely, his mind became a little confused. My friend was transferred from Luoyang later, and he never came to pick him up."

The wilderness guest picked up the hairpin and looked closely, and vaguely discerned a character at the end, "What is this character? It seems to be the character 'Lu'?"

Lu Changqing watched Feng Qi sleeping peacefully without blinking, and turned a deaf ear to hearing them discussing in the first room outside.

"Lu Changqing, come and take a look." The Wastelander shouted.

Lu Changqing grabbed Feng Qi's sleeve and refused to leave even an inch.

The wasteland guest had no choice but to hand the golden hairpin in front of him, "Not everyone can afford the golden hairpin, and there is a word 'Lu' engraved on it, see if it belongs to you?"

Lu Changqing glanced, and suddenly his eyes froze, as the past roared like a flood of beasts.

——Aman, if you force me to death, I will... die to show you...

At that time, the man sneered and stabbed the golden hairpin into his throat, dripping with blood...

Lu Changqing's eyes darkened for a while, and he waved his hand suddenly to knock down the golden hairpin.

"It was my mistake...it was my mistake..." He folded his head on Fengqi's bedside, "Take it away..."

Wastelander and Ram looked at each other happily.

Lu Changqing was afraid that this would happen, and how Feng Qi escaped from death became even more confusing.This seems to be Lu Changqing's golden hairpin. How did such a personal thing get into someone else's hands?

The old Taoist continued: "Although my friend lost contact, the female village master of Qingfeng Village saw my apprentice once, and specially asked me to take care of him, and also sent some medicinal materials and clothes every month."

"Then the village master won't be interested in him, will he?" Gongyangxi interrupted.

"It's not like that, the village master left someone to guard the road nearby, and didn't allow my apprentice to leave the Taoist temple. I think it seems like he wants to imprison him."

The origin of the village owner seems to need to be investigated, Huang Yuanke secretly thought.

"He hasn't been sane for seven years?" Ram asked happily.

The old man shook his head, "I don't know how old I am, I don't know who is in my family, I can't add more than ten, and I can't speak. I have seen him like a child in the past seven years, and I have never seen him clear-headed."

"What are your plans?" Wastelander asked helplessly.

"What can we do? Take it back to Taoyuan Village and treat it slowly." Gong Yangxi made a decision, "Look for Lu Changqing, and put all the old objects around that remind him of the past, such as this golden hairpin on the bedside , look at him and wake him up!"

The peach blossoms in Taoyuan Village are blooming and withering. I feel like I just lost my clothes in summer, and the spring breeze of the following year will blow the willows green again.The morning glories on the Moshang coiled around the fence and bloomed beautifully, and the frogs in the field cooed boredly.

This year's rain came quite early, Feng Qi woke up, and when he opened his eyes, he saw darkness outside the window, thunder was rolling, and heavy rain was pouring.

For a moment he couldn't tell whether it was day or night.

He felt that he had slept for a long time, but when he sat up, he felt a little drowsy, and he couldn't recall any dreams he had.Because of the rain, the air was a bit stuffy, but it also gave me a solid sense of stability.

Feng Qi stood up and walked to the bronze mirror, looked at his face, and looked down at a golden hairpin in front of the mirror.

He vaguely remembered that the night he feigned death and escaped from Lu Changqing, he sent away the guard maid under the pretext of sending hairpins.This hairpin should have been given to a little eunuch casually.

What is the name of the little eunuch?He couldn't remember it anymore, but he remembered that the little eunuch liked to sleep naked, and often pulled him to find his pants in the morning.

He put the gold hairpin on the table and walked slowly outside the house.

There are many asters planted in the courtyard, clusters of lavender flowers, very beautiful.Feng Qi looked at them, but remembered many old things.

A thin figure sitting cross-legged on the porch, with a small pot in front of him, cooking something.A smell of food mixed with the smell of rain permeates the nose.

Feng Qi looked at this thin back for a while, and wondered in his heart: Is this Ah Man? Why did you lose weight?

When Lu Changqing heard the movement behind him, he knew that Feng Qi had woken up, so he still concentrated on cooking food, "Feng Qi woke up? I'll make eight-treasure porridge for you. Didn't you say you wanted to eat it last time? I put crab meat and lily , it must be very fresh. If you are hungry, bear with it for a while, don't eat other things to occupy your stomach, I cooked a lot."

Feng Qi walked behind him and put his arms around his shoulders, "Ah Man..."

"Cook it right away." Guessing that he was hungry, Lu Changqing coaxed him.

"Aman was most afraid of thunder and rain when I was a child. I still remember that once you got into my bed in fright, and I told you the story of the fight between thunder and lightning."

The movements of Lu Changqing's whole body stopped suddenly, as if time stood still on him.Only the small pot was still bubbling.

He turned his head slowly, staring quietly into Feng Qi's eyes.

Those eyes are warm and soft, containing the experience of the passing years, full of concern.

Seeing Lu Changqing's dumbfounded look, Feng Qi was moved for a moment, smiled and kissed the corner of his lips.

"It feels like I've slept for a long time."

"Don't be afraid, I'll be by your side, just wake up."

(End of the article)

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I really like the story of fighting, killing and killing. Thank you Feng Qi for fulfilling my wish~~ I feel sorry for letting him and Xiao Lu fall in love and kill each other for so long. I believe that as time goes on, they can live a happy life together.