I am aging gracefully in the world of famous books

Wuji yawned a little after imagining the wonderful scene of "True Erlang Saving Beauty with a Sword", and soon fell into a gentle and sweet dreamland.Master Kongwen had already fallen asleep soundly, and only Pei Xiang and Yang Jian remained awake by the bonfire at the moment.

A gust of night wind blew by, and the orange-red flames jumped a few minutes higher, and the burning dead branches and fallen leaves made a soft "beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep", making the night in the mountains extraordinarily quiet and deep.

Pei Xiang raised his head and glanced at Zhenjun Erlang who was sitting on the other side of the fire. This person was wiping a shiny black demon bone dagger with his eyes lowered.The slender and well-proportioned fingers rest on the edge of the blood-filled dark sharp weapon, holding the moonlight-like water-colored gauze and moving it gently, the movements are elegant and gentle.

Seemingly aware of Pei Xiang's gaze, Yang Jian, who was wiping the dagger, also looked over.The two looked at each other, Pei Xiang smiled lightly, then naturally moved his eyes away, and continued to stare at the dancing flames in a silent daze.

After about a cup of tea, Yang Jian got up and walked to Pei Xiang, handed her a thin blanket, and at the same time broke the silence of the night.

"Yin Daoyou, rest early, I will keep watch tonight."

Pei Xiang shook his head, and said in a low voice: "I'm not sleepy right now. After half an hour, I'll sprinkle some powder to repel snakes and insects around here, and then I'll go to rest."

Yang Jian nodded slightly, no more persuasion, but did not return to the opposite position, but stood beside Pei Xiang, as if guarding him.

"Zhenjun, do you still have passion fruit wine?" Pei Xiang asked softly.

"The three pots are all here." Yang Jian took out a small pot of passion fruit wine from Qiankun's sleeve and stuffed it into Pei Xiang's hand, "Only you like to drink this. Master Kongwen and Wuji don't drink alcohol. I think this fruit wine has almost no alcoholic power." Son, the taste is a bit bland."

Pei Xiang smiled: "It's not convenient to drink real spirits when you're away from home, so I can only use this to satisfy my hunger. Although it's similar to fruit juice, it has more bouquet than ordinary fruit juice after all."

While talking, Pei Xiang unplugged the jug, took a sip of some sweet and sour fruit wine, and maliciously let the fragrance of the wine drift towards Yang Jian.

Yang Jian brushed off his sleeves and said with a helpless smile: "There are only three pots in total, not enough for you alone, so why bother to provoke me again. If I want to drink later, how much are you going to give me?"

Hearing this, Pei Xiang took another sip of wine hesitantly, and then slowly put the cork on the hip flask. After a short period of thinking and struggling, she decided to use the strength of the wine to ignore the topic of losing wine.

However, even though Pei Xiang closed the jug, the remaining fragrance of wine in the air gradually dissipated, but Yang Jian still felt that there was a vague fragrance of wine coming from Pei Xiang, which made him want to get closer.

Pinching the bridge of his nose, Yang Jian sighed silently.He knew in his heart that it wasn't the aroma of minnows that affected his mood at all, but the stingy woman who was sitting in front of the campfire thinking and pretending to be drunk.And what broke his peace of mind was those childish words before Wuji.

After a moment of silence, Yang Jian planned to say something to divert his attention, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the topic returned to the passage that impressed him the most tonight.

"Friend Yin, you avoided Wuji's question before, and I'm a little curious about the answer."

Pei Xiang blinked, looked up at Zhenjun Erlang standing beside her, with a surprised expression.She had thought that the always prudent and upright Zhenjun would pretend not to hear Wuji's childish words, but she didn't expect that he would take the initiative to bring up the strange conversation just now.

"Well, which question is it?" Pei Xiangyu was smiling, and there was a hint of cleverness in his soft voice. He tilted his head and looked at Yang Jian while shaking the fruit wine in his hand.

Yang Jian deliberately didn't look back at Pei Xiang. He avoided her bright eyes and shallow smile, stared intently at the hazy shadow outside the campfire, and said softly:

"Wuji asked you before, if you were Princess Iron Fan, how would you deal with a husband like the Bull Demon King? Would you make up immediately?"

Facing Yang Jian's question, Pei Xiang didn't intend to deliberately change the topic like fooling Wuji.Seeing that Yang Jian didn't look over, she quickly took a sip of the fruit wine, squinted her eyes in enjoyment, and then replied unhurriedly:

"When dealing with unlucky partners, separation is affirmative. This is the main premise. Then, um, if the other party has some shame, is willing to admit the mistake and agree to get together and break up, then that's fine. If the other party is stalking or still fighting If you have the idea of ​​occupying all the family property, that is to make enemies with me.

"For enemies, I generally adopt two methods to deal with them. If my strength is not as good as the opponent's, then stay away and hibernate for a while, and then retaliate with profits after I become stronger. If I have the strength to compete with the opponent , then find a way to completely step on the other party, and try your best to retaliate without leaving any future troubles.

"So, the answer to Wuji's question is actually very simple. First separate and draw a clear line, and then choose a follow-up method according to the attitude of the other party. If the Bull Demon King doesn't know what it means to get together and break up and make up for guilt, then Princess Iron Fan will It's time to fan him into the Flame Mountain, roast the mature beef, and happily hold a new widow's cattle banquet."

Hearing Pei Xiang's answer, Yang Jian raised his eyebrows slightly, and sighed with a smile, "Sure enough", the joy in his voice broke the chill atmosphere in Pei Xiang's light tone.

After that, he suddenly said a few words that seemed irrelevant:

"Before the soul is reincarnated, it has to drink a bowl of Mengpo soup. Until now, it has forgotten everything and started again. But if the life situation after reincarnation is very similar to the previous life, then the choices made by this soul in the two lifetimes are almost exactly the same."

Pei Xiang gave a bewildered "Yes", and was really a little surprised why Yang Jian suddenly mentioned the matter of reincarnation.Could it be that it is not enough to torture the enemy for a lifetime, but also to be reincarnated in the next life?

——Well, it's definitely not the case, Zhenjun has always been upright and open-minded.

Yang Jian turned his eyes slightly, thinking that after Chen Guangrui was reincarnated, he became the adopted son of the Chen family again, and his living environment and education were almost exactly the same as in his previous life.Therefore, if he married a wealthy daughter in high school at a young age like his previous life, wouldn't he be the second "Chen Guangrui"?

If he has a successful official career, high-ranking officials and rich salary, but also hugs and welcomes concubines-like most officials in the court, can it be proved in reverse that Chen Guangrui in the first life is actually willing to enjoy the benefits of Qi people? Blessed?

Immediately afterwards, Yang Jian's thoughts changed, and he thought again:

"If the reincarnated Chen Guangrui always loves and respects his wife, that's not bad. It means that he has another woman he loves, and he has completely missed it with Fellow Daoist Yin. If he misses it, he has no fate, and naturally it is not worth caring about and caring about. From this, we can see that, The legends say that the living can't compete with the dead, but it's not entirely true, because they can't find the reincarnation of those who died early..."

After thinking about it randomly, it was only for a moment. When Yang Jian's mind was cleared up, he heard Pei Xiang who was sitting by the fire say in a low voice:

"True Monarch, I actually have something I don't understand and want to ask you."

"Friend Yin, please tell me."

"When I heard Hu Erlang talk about his experience before, I noticed that Zhenjun didn't seem to agree with Hu Erlang's quick departure from Cuiyun Mountain. Does Zhenjun have other concerns?"

Yang Jian was startled, and immediately said frankly:

"To be honest, Fellow Daoist Yin, if Yang handled a similar situation, his methods would probably not be so bright and aboveboard. In my opinion, Hu Erlang should teach the Bull Demon King a few times in secret, and it is best to make him no longer have the guts to have other ideas and delusions. and ability, and at the same time ensure that Princess Iron Fan will have no worries in this life. After this is handled properly, it is time to leave with peace of mind."

Pei Xiang smiled, and said in a gentle voice: "The real gentleman is really thoughtful, but it is inevitable that he feels aggrieved. If the woman realizes that the real gentleman has hurt her beloved husband in the dark, she must blame and misunderstand you. No matter what your original intention is, for you For couples, after all, outsiders intervene in their own affairs. What you hurt is the beloved in the other party's heart; what you defend may not be recognized by affection. "

Yang Jian replied without hesitation: "So what if you are blamed? If the woman chooses to forgive, it means that the other fate has dissipated, and there is no possibility for each other. Therefore, it doesn't matter if the impression is good or bad. The most important thing is the result. As long as the woman is doing well."

"True Monarch's thoughts probably won't be approved by Hu Erlang," Pei Xiang shook his head and said, "True Monarch said that giving up is giving up, and after fulfilling the one he loves, he doesn't leave himself the slightest leeway. But Hu Erlang's thinking is definitely different. He will not let himself fall into a completely passive situation. He will always give himself a chance and wait in secret, and may even add fuel to the flames and interfere secretly."

"That's true. Even Wuji can see that Hu Erlang's evil intentions are not dead. The fox is probably waiting to sneak in. In the future, once the Bull Demon King fails Princess Iron Fan again, all his previous secret preparations will probably be destroyed. If it works, maybe even the real son of the Bull Demon King, Hong Haier, will support Hu Erlang."

"Well, this is Hu Erlang's coping strategy from the beginning to the end. It sounds inseparable from the words "Xu Xu Tu Zhi". When I think about it carefully, everything is actually a matter of course. But I am a little curious. With a decisive personality, how will you deal with it when you first find out that your sweetheart has encountered a betrayal?"

Yang Jian was silent for a while.Just when Pei Xiang thought that the other party was unwilling to continue chatting, the man who had been standing not far from Pei Xiang finally spoke.He said clearly in an unhurried pace:

"Naturally, stepping on the auspicious clouds and snatching her away from the heartless person."

Pei Xiang was slightly taken aback, the beating scorching flames reflected in his pupils.She silently read the answer given by Yang Jian, and there was a faint sense of emotion floating in her heart, but it quickly dissipated. After she calmed down, she gradually felt some irony.

"Zhenjun, are you teasing me with Wuji's words? Or...you also read the same legendary story as Wuji?"

Yang Jian shook his head and said, "I'm not kidding you, I'm serious. Besides, compared to the silver armor, I think that set of black and gold fairy armor is more suitable for colorful auspicious clouds."

Now Pei Xiang was almost certain that Yang Jian was teasing her with Wuji's childish words and fun, so he also teased her in a relaxed tone:

"Could it be that the true king, who is dignified and holy, also wants to learn to be a robber. You take that woman away from her husband, and be careful of being blamed. At that time, instead of being able to win the heart, the true king will push the beautiful woman away."

"No." Yang Jian's tone was low but affirmative.

"Why not? Zhenjun is so confident."

Pei Xiang smiled sweetly, she raised her head and drank the last drop of fruit wine in the jug, then simply got up and walked to Yang Jian's side, and watched the distant night with him side by side.

But at this moment, Yang Jian withdrew his gaze from afar. He turned to face Pei Xiang, his eyes reflected the light of fire and stars, bright and dark, deep and shallow, warm and intoxicating.

"Because the woman I like won't have any nostalgia for someone who betrays her heart. If I go to meet her wearing a battle armor and stepping on colorful clouds, she will be very happy, and she will feel very proud. Fellow Daoist Yin, you Do you think so?"

"I, Zhenjun..." Pei Xiang subconsciously grasped the jug in his hand, thinking that tonight was a little too much, otherwise he wouldn't be so dizzy, and couldn't even control his mouth, "I think you're right It makes sense. Yang Jian, well, you look good, of course you can say anything and do everything right!"

Yang Jian:……

Softening his stern eyebrows, he slowly raised his hand, slowly took Pei Xiang's hand that was not holding the wine pot, and said in a gentle voice:

"Since what I say is right, from now on, I hope that you and I will be of the same heart, never bear each other, never forget each other, and only know each other in this life."

Pei Xiang thought happily, her boyfriend's voice is really nice.

So, she nodded with crooked eyebrows, stood on tiptoe and kissed Yang Jian's lips with a "bo-chi".

——I am also a great beauty, so whatever I do is right!