Big Brother, he's not a lover anymore

Following behind Xie Wenzhou, Shen Zaishui was still thinking about something, and his sleeves were pulled.

He turned his head slightly, and the sword spirit gently held his hand.

When the pair of jade-white cold hands covered Shen Kui's sailor, he was stunned for a moment, and all his attention was focused on that slender and beautiful hand at that time.

Before he could ask, Su Xinghe stretched out his hand again, and wrote a word on his palm.

"Dangerous."

My palms are itchy.

Eyes sinking in the water, a corner of the bottom of my heart sinks quietly, something breaks the ground and wants to get out of the shackles.

Reluctantly letting his mind no longer be attracted by that hand, submerged in the water, he nodded his head invisibly, counting it as a response.

Then he mouthed to Su Xinghe, "Follow him first, let's pay more attention."

Only then did Su Xinghe retract his hand.

The coldness covering the palm was suddenly removed, and there was still a little indescribable loss and regret submerged in the water.

Where Su Xinghe didn't notice, he shook his hand quietly, trying to keep the remaining coldness.

Su Xinghe occasionally raised his eyes to look at the young man beside him from the corner of his eye. He had a gentle side profile, which looked like jade, and even the temperature of his palm was as warm and cool as jade.

"Hey, the relationship between the two friends is really good." Xie Wenzhou who was walking in front of them suddenly turned around, with a gentle smile on his face, and said to Shen Zaishui and the others.

After all, without waiting for Shen Yu to respond, he turned around.

……

Crossing the deserted long street, Xie Wenzhou took Shen Zaishui and they turned into an alley.

When entering the alley, I saw that the white stone walls on both sides of the alley were also covered with red lanterns.

There is also an inexplicable sweet smell in the air, which only makes people frown when they smell it.

Xie Wenzhou and Ah Nuan, who were walking in front, didn't seem to notice anything.

After turning another corner in the alley, Xie Wenzhou finally stopped in front of a wooden door.

He moved the door bolt aside, looked back at Shen Zaishui and Su Xinghe, "Two fellow daoists, this is it."

Then he made a gesture to come in.

"Thank you fellow daoist." Shen Zaishui bowed to him, and then stepped into the threshold.

After entering the courtyard, a sense of bleakness and coldness struck.

Even though it is June weather, the temperature in this small courtyard is much lower than outside.

Compared with the freezing cold in the courtyard, what people can't help but pay attention to is the loquat tree planted in the middle of the courtyard.

The loquat tree grows very thick, with luxuriant branches and leaves, as if it has been planted for many years.

As soon as the branches and leaves spread out, the entire courtyard was occupied by them, and they even blocked the sunlight, so that the courtyard looked dark and dark.

Seeing the loquat tree sinking in the water, Xie Wenzhou's eyes also fell on it.

Touching this loquat tree is of great significance to Xie Wenzhou.

Looking at the loquat tree, his eyes were full of sadness, and his demeanor changed from gentle to sad.

"This loquat tree has lived for hundreds of years. My wife and I planted it together after we got married. It's a pity that he is gone before it grows up and bears fruit."

"Sorry." Shen Zaishui didn't expect to bring up Xie Wenzhou's sad past, "My condolences."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Wenzhou turned his head to look at him, the heartbreak in his eyes had completely faded away, instead there was a hint of madness.

"It's okay, he'll be back soon."

Before Shen Zaishui thought about the meaning of his words, the madness in Xie Wenzhou's eyes suddenly disappeared, and he became that gentle and harmless son again.

I don't know if it's because this is a deserted city, the night is more lonely than the day.

The cool wind blows, making the "rustling" sound of the branches and leaves on the loquat tree.

The dark clouds gathered, and the stars and the moon disappeared.

It's about to rain.

"It's going to rain." Xie Wenzhou said gently, "Two friends, let's go inside."

"A Nuan, go to the back kitchen and make a pot of tea."

The woman in pink glanced at them, bit her lip, and ran towards the back kitchen.

Sitting down in the room, Xie Wenzhou stood in front of the window with his back to them and asked warmly, "Didn't the two fellow Taoists want to know what happened in the city to make it so desolate?"

"That's because everyone in the city was killed." The tone was obviously very gentle, but for some reason it seemed a little strange.

The sound of the wind blowing the leaves outside the house sounded again, and the candles in the house flickered, and at the same time, the shadows of the people in the house were drawn very long.

Hearing Xie Wenzhou's words, Shen Zaishui was startled, and asked, "Why were you killed?"

"Probably because of retribution." When Xie Wenzhou said this, his tone was very light, because his back was facing Shen Zaishui and the others, and Shen Zaishui didn't see the black color and coldness that suddenly formed in his eyes.

"Retribution, what does this mean? Fellow Daoists, do you know the inside story?"

"I'll tell you a story for the two of you.

300 years ago, this was the most common city in the world.

One day, a monk and a mortal came to the city. They were a couple. They came here to avoid the gossip and gossip of the cultivation world, and also wanted to live a life as an ordinary mortal couple.

The monk revealed his identity early in the morning.

This Fancheng is very close to the cultivation world, so it will be troubled by monsters from time to time. Even if there are immortals from the cultivation world to help them clean up these monsters, the people in the city are still worried.

After learning that the monk and his companion would settle down here, the mortals in the city were very happy and warmly accepted them.

The monks lived in this city, so naturally they also protected the people in the city. From time to time, they would go out to hunt monsters and rescue those mortals who were caught by monsters.

There is a barrier between immortals and mortals.

In the beginning, everyone in the city was in awe of the couple and didn't dare to approach them at all, but later saw that the attitude of these two towards these mortals was not as lofty as other monks, but extremely peaceful .

Over time, the people in the city let go of their awe of the monks and get along with them like ordinary neighbors.

During the years of getting along, the neighbors are very harmonious.

Until that day, the monk received a letter from a friend in the cultivation world. The world of cultivation was in turmoil, and monsters appeared one after another, threatening to bring disaster to the whole world, so all the monks needed to work together to seal them.

After receiving the news, the monk rushed to the cultivation world alone.When he left, he was afraid that his mortal partner would not be able to take good care of him, so he left him a lot of magic weapons, and repeatedly told the mortals in the city to take care of him.

The mortals in the city responded one after another.

Fearing that in his absence, the monsters would continue to harm the people in the city, the monk added another layer of barriers to the whole building.

After the monster was dealt with, the monk rushed back to the mortal world.

He thought his partner would be waiting for him at home, but in the end all he saw was a mangled corpse.

The monk became angry, and he wanted to find the murderer who killed his Taoist companion.He used the spell of going back in time, and saw a scene that made his eyes tear. "

The story was only half told, and the people by the window slowly turned their heads and smiled at them gently, "Do the two fellow Taoists know how that monk's partner died?"

When Xie Wenzhou asked them, although there was a smile on his face, there was no trace of a smile in his eyes, and they were cold and tight.

Maybe he didn't need to sink their answers, and then continued: "

After going back in time, what the monk saw was that not long after he left, a few monsters that fled from the cultivation world appeared outside the city.

Because there is a barrier blocking it, monsters cannot enter for the time being.But the monster did not leave, but kept wandering outside the city.

The people in the city were panicked, fearing that if the barrier didn't work, the monsters would swallow them alive after entering the city.

Later, someone thought of a way.

"When Xianjun left, he must have left a lot of life-saving artifacts for the young master. We are all mortals and cannot deal with those monsters, but the young master will definitely be able to." '

When this method was first proposed, many people objected: "We are mortals, but that son is also a mortal, and his body looks even weaker than ours."If Xianjun comes back, he will be angry if he knows that we treat young master like this. '

"Young Master is a mortal, but he has many immortal artifacts, so he can definitely be kept."Furthermore, Xianjun is a fairy, and a fairy can live to the death of human flesh and bones, so even if the young master is dead, he will definitely be able to save the young master. '

'We are all ordinary people, we have no relationship or reason with the Immortal Lord. Although the Immortal Lord is benevolent, if we die, he will not be able to save so many of us.Mr. She saved our whole city by himself, why not?The Immortal Monarch is an Immortal, and an Immortal should take the world as his own responsibility, and if he chooses, the whole city must be selected. '

The man had a point.

Seeing that the monsters outside became more and more rampant, almost breaking the barrier, some people began to waver.

Then more and more people wavered, and later, almost everyone in the city acquiesced in the practice of letting the monk companion go out of the city and use the fairy artifact given by the fairy to drive away the monsters.

After these people made up their minds, they knelt from the gate of the long street to the door of the house where the monk's partner lived.

They begged the handsome and sick young master to save them.

At last a girl in a pink dress came out of the house and accused them of being wolf-hearted.

Those people ignored the girl and still knelt straight outside the door.

So many people begged monks and Taoist companions, the young master turned pale, and finally agreed.

The sick and weak young master took the magic weapon and went out of the city gate.

The monsters swarmed up after smelling the smell of flesh and blood, but were finally blocked by the magic weapon.

At the beginning, the magic weapon still had a threatening effect on the monster, and the monster even thought of retreating.

But the magic weapon needs spiritual support, the young master is just a mortal, so the power of the magic weapon is very small, not only that, forcibly using it will even consume physical strength and blood.

In the end, the young master's hand holding the magic weapon trembled more and more, and he couldn't even hold on to his body.

The monsters that had retreated had returned.

Seeing this, the young master dropped the magic weapon to resist the monster temporarily and went to the gate of the city.

When he used the magic weapon, his hand was burned by the magic weapon, and his fingers had already seen bones. He knocked on the iron ring on the city gate and waited for the people in the city to open the door for him. "

The author has something to say: here we come.

Babies, I’m afraid you didn’t read the last chapter, let’s say it again, the lottery will be drawn at noon tomorrow, and the winners will come to Weibo with a 100% subscription rate to exchange for prizes. Don’t follow me, just message me privately, and I will send you red envelopes .

Weibo name: Nanbo Old Man.

Thanks for the support.

PS: I have a bit of Calvin today, let’s update these first, and more tomorrow, good night.

And when I wrote about the plot of the loquat tree, I thought of Gui Youguang's "Xiang Jixuan Zhi": There is a loquat tree in the garden, which was planted by my wife when she died, and it is now as graceful as a roof.

感谢在2021-07-3118:47:35~2021-08-0123:43:07期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: Yuyan only 2 more; hot little rabbit Ji, Baishu, Zixia, did you realize today 1;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Jinghanna; 528256663 bottles; Atractylodes macrocephala, 452370971 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!