White-haired Demon Lord and Senior Brother

Sitting next to him, leaning against the back of the chair, sipping iced watermelon juice from a small container with a reed tube, someone behind him holding an umbrella to shade him from the sun, and someone beside him fanning him with a fan, he lived as chic and comfortable as an emperor.

Seeing someone slowing down, Qingyuan stopped to sip and urged: "Don't waste the time, dig quickly!"

A strong man wiped the sweat from his forehead, wondering: "Master Yuan, you want to dig such a big pond, but we also need to eat, drink, sleep and rest..."

Qingyuan said: "If you can dig a zhang, it is a zhang. Plant it as soon as possible before the middle of June, otherwise it will be in vain if it dies."

Another strong man replied: "We all understand Master Yuan's thoughts. It is also because digging ponds is too hard. Ever since the Murong family settled on this island, they have not asked anyone to dig ponds."

Qingyuan said: "I made an exception this time, but from now on, the entire Murong family can benefit, and there is no need to go outside to carry a few big baskets back."

No.3 young man replied: "Master Yuan is right, my wife and daughter are looking forward to eating a piece of fresh lotus root!"

Qingyuan took it for granted: "Isn't it? It's a great benefit, but it was a little bit harder before the results." He urged: "Dig hard. If there are not enough people, I will call some more people over."

Two hours later, a few people fainted after being successfully exhausted. Qingyuan asked those who hadn't fainted to move them to the resting place, and asked someone to change a group of strong men to continue digging the pond. Wu Yan found this place and coughed lightly on purpose .

Qingyuan immediately turned around and said with a smile, "Are you here?"

Wu Yan replied: "It seems that you have a guilty conscience when you say 'you are here', and you are doing such a big thing behind your back."

Qingyuan explained: "I've thought about it for a long time, and I think it will benefit me a lot, so I decided to do it. If your ancestors refused to do it for generations, then I will do it."

Wu Yan only asked two more realistic questions: "What should I do if the plant dies? What should I do if the plant cannot grow white and fat?"

Qingyuan took out a manuscript from his bosom, and handed it to Wu Yan: "I did my homework seriously before I started it, it's not just messing around, it's impossible that there will be no results."

Wu Yan took the handwritten copy, looked at it, and saw the words 'Secrets of Growing Lotus Root' on the cover. After casually flipping through a few pages, he closed it without looking carefully, and said helplessly, "Why are you so stubborn... "

Qingyuan said straightly: "Digging a pond to raise lotus root is like chasing you back then. I can chase you even if you are so stubborn. Planting a pond of lotus root is not more difficult than chasing you."

Wu Yan was helpless again: "What's the same..." Throwing the manuscript back to him casually.

Qingyuan regards this manuscript as a treasure, immediately picked it up, put it back in his arms, Wuyan put the food box gently on his knees, and persuaded him: "You send people to dig the pond, the Murong family is so Too much work, who will do it?"

Qingyuan simply said: "Only one day!"

Wu Yan said: "What if you don't finish digging in a day?"

Qingyuan immediately changed his words: "That's three days!"

Wu Yan said again: "What if the digging is not finished in three days?"

Qingyuan Dayi said awe-inspiringly: "I'll dig it myself!" His eyes rolled, and he had an idea: "I'll call that kid out and dig it together! It's good for him too."

Wu Yan had nothing to do with him, wondering: "Why do you have to be in such a hurry, you have to finish it in a few days? It would be fine if you dig for two or three hours a day."

Qingyuan replied: "People can wait for the weather, but the weather does not wait for people."

Wu Yan only said: "You eat the food first."

Qingyuan opened the food box, glanced at it, and asked, "Why is there a layer missing?"

Wu Yan replied: "At Yang Xinsu's place."

Qingyuan was puzzled: "Since the things were given to me, why did another layer fly to him?"

Wu Yan poked his temple lightly with his index finger, and complained softly: "Who taught you not to be a supervisor there, but to come here to dig a pond. Anyone who sees it will have a share. He said he was hungry."

Qingyuan pierced Wu Yan's mind: "You are the one who loves him, if I don't give it, it's useless for him to hug my thigh tightly."

Wu Yan just quietly watched him take out a roasted marshmallow chocolate sandwich cookie and took a bite, without saying anything.

In the afternoon, another group of people were exhausted, and another group continued to dig the pond. Qingyuan stood outside the pit with his hands behind his back, and couldn't help saying: "Look, digging a pond at this time is like an exam for the Imperial College. Exercise, and once you dig a pond, you will be revealed."

Standing beside him, Wu Yan said: "I'll go back to the villa first, so I can explain to my father why so many people disappeared."

Qingyuan stared straight at the site of digging the pond, only waved to Wu Yan lightly, and begged by the way: "After we go back, it would be great if we could call some more people over."

After dusk, Wu Yan finished the work at hand, washed his hands and face in front of the bamboo tube, and went into the dining room, but there was no one in the dining room, it was empty and cold.

Wu Yan thought to himself: Strange..., isn't it time for dinner, why is there no one?

He had just walked out of the dining room, and not long after, the bell rang for dinner, and it rang three times as usual, but the sound sounded far away, not coming from the kitchen as usual, which made him feel something was wrong, so he hurriedly followed the sound to the bell where the sound resounds.

Back at the site where the pond was being dug, he saw that it was suddenly very lively. People he usually knew gathered there, and the cooks in the kitchen even brought their dinner with carts, and they pulled the carts here. The heat of the food was here. Rising to heaven.

Wu Yan ran up and said, "Father! Mother! Why are you all here? The whole villa is empty, I thought something happened at home..."

Murong Qinmei was wearing short brown clothes, like a strong man, holding the shovel tightly to dig the soil, and replied: "I heard that Qingyuan led people to dig ponds to plant lotus root, so I came here to help my father."

Wu Yan said: "Father also approves of this sacrifice?"

Murong Qinmei replied: "The Murong family has a total of 600 people. Every year during the peak season of lotus roots, they spend money to buy them on land and store them in the ice cellar. The supply is still in short supply. This time everyone has worked hard for a day or two. Self-sufficient."

Murong Qinxue answered while digging the soil: "After careful calculation, I think it's a good deal. This lotus pond is dug one foot deep, one mile long, and half a mile wide, which is enough for the Murong family to enjoy lotus roots and lotus seeds."

Wu Yan didn't speak, just sighed softly, then took off his wide-sleeved gown, rolled up the cuffs on both sides, quickly jumped into the pit, took the shovel in Murong Qinmei's hand, and persuaded: "Father, you first Go up to dinner with my uncle, and I'll dig it."

Qingyuan stood on the top and shouted: "Don't get tired down there!"

Wu Yan raised his head and replied: "Have you finished eating? Hurry up and come down!" Seeing Yang Xinsu eating a braised chicken drumstick with sauce with relish, he said to him: "Kick your uncle down!"

Yang Xinsu turned her head, took a look at Wu Yan, then bit the chicken leg, raised one foot, and simply kicked Qing Yuan down to the bottom of the pit, Wu Yan quickly reached out to support Qing Yuan who fell down.The two dug together, taking turns digging until it was dark and a light was lit above the pit.

In the dark and silent mountains and forests, there has not been a path of fire dragons opened up by countless lights for many years. This gentle light illuminates the figures of thousands of people and follows the steps of thousands of people, just like a dragon awakened from a thousand-year sleep The long dragon slowly passed through the lonely forest and headed for Murong Villa.

Qingyuan's voice echoed in the forest, and spread to the distance with the breeze: "It will take decades for new lotus to grow delicious lotus roots. This method is not advisable. We must use the root of the thousand-year-old lotus as the mother root." Bring it back and plant it, and it will fill the pond in half a year. The thousand-year-old lotus must have grown fat lotus roots. The price is a bit expensive, but for those of us who are inexperienced, it is the best way to save time and effort. .”

Two days later, the lotus pond was dug, and large pieces of bluestone were used to build the pond wall to prevent soil erosion. Flowers and trees were placed at the bottom of the pond. After a few days of sedimentation, the bottom of the flower soil was fertile, and then poured into the stream to plant ancient lotus with roots. Dozens of plants are built with stone steps, corridors and pavilions on the bank of the pond. The small viewing building is built according to the pavilion, and a horizontal plaque engraved with the words "clear water and sky" is hung on it as an elegant place to enjoy the moon and watch the lotus. .

A year later, the lotus leaves are green and green. Looking around, green leaves and red lotuses are everywhere. It is almost impossible to find the appearance of a pond, even if it is just a corner and a ripple.The breeze blows slowly, and the green leaves about eight feet above the bank of the pond sway slowly, surrounded by pink and tender lotus flowers, and the faint lotus fragrance is lingering.

Several cats with different fur and colors were running and playing in the corridor, chasing Qingyuan who was waving a cat teasing stick in his hand. Wu Yan was holding Qingyuan's erhu and followed slowly, shouting: "Run so ecstatically, be careful not to fall into it!" The lotus pond is gone!"

211. Extra Story "Sakura Blowing Snow"

◎Changed the setting of ice rain◎

Ever since Huang Yan spent a lot of money to buy Fu Zhayue's life away, Shang Yanhua lost her beloved daughter and was depressed for a while, but the eldest son Xuehen's persuasive persuasion was still useless.Fu Lianlei had no choice but to let Shang Yanhua become pregnant again, and gave birth to a baby girl as he wished in the harsh winter.

Previously, when he sneaked into the palace and attacked Su Zhongming, he was seriously injured, which made Shang Yanhua's body weak all the time. During the snowy night when he was giving birth, he had a dystocia, and he had hemorrhage after giving birth. Fortunately, he survived and saved the lives of both mother and daughter.Fu Lianlei cherished his first wife very much, so he let the child follow his mother's surname, Chang, and named him Jiuming.

After Zhayue married into Linfeng Club and became husband and wife with Zhu Yunzhan, she would still occasionally sit in front of the guardrail of the corridor and secretly miss her relatives at Yunxiuding. It was the same on this day, looking at the blue sky and white clouds not far away. and the blooming flower branches, but my heart is recalling Yanhua and Xuehen.

In a corridor not far away, a flirtatious and noble figure came slowly, and stopped suddenly. His long silver-white hair was like a thousand-year-old snow that could not be melted. The flowing water of the hair has been twisted and twisted around the top of the head, and the other strands of hair on both sides of the braid are intertwined with long ponytails to form a high chignon, which shows the tip of the beauty more than before. , and the long ponytail part of the topknot is also divided into two parts hanging over the shoulders, while the rest of the hair at the back of the head is still falling vertically like a waterfall.

He was wearing a black cross-collar gown with landscape patterns embroidered with silver thread on the hem cuffs to cover the jacket and hakama pants, and a silver gray silk wide-sleeved shirt with dark patterns of orchids and cranes. The palace sash is fastened, and a smoky purple gourd-shaped purse with a dark green tassel hanging on one side.

He didn't disturb Zhayue's mood, he just sighed with his hands behind his back, even though there was a sound of footsteps behind him, he didn't look back, and just calmly looked at Zhayue not far away.

"What's wrong? You are suddenly worried about your adopted son's daughter." Zhu Yanfeng's voice followed.Only then did Huang Yan turn around, and he opened his lips and confessed: "The granddaughter who was finally redeemed is still thinking about the place of birth. If it were you, would you be worried that something would happen in the future?"

Zhu Yanfeng was curious: "Will her behavior affect Linfeng Society?"

Huang Yanfu sighed again: "What Hei Mengtian did carefully is still under investigation. She misses her place of birth so much, it must become her weakness, and Hei Mengtian and other villains in the world will also use this to target Linfeng society."

Zhu Yanfeng said helplessly: "But, we can't stop her missing."

Huang Yan slightly raised the corners of her lips, and said simply: "Then you are wrong, I have a way to cut off her yearning for the place of birth. As long as she knows that she is not the biological daughter of Lord Yunxiuding..."

Zhu Yanfeng replied: "That's the only way to do it, she should always know who her biological father is."

Huang Yan didn't speak, turned around and left, Zhu Yanfeng immediately turned around and asked him: "You don't want to let him know earlier?" Huang Yan replied while walking: "You can make arrangements, I'll leave it to you."

After dinner, Zhu Yunzhan took Zha Yue's hand and walked into a large living room.As soon as she crossed the threshold, Zhayue hurriedly asked: "What's the matter? Tell me now..."

Zhu Yunzhan replied, "I don't know either."

Zhu Yanfeng came out from the back of the screen, calm and breezy, Zhayue saw him, and was even more anxious than when he first entered the room, he blurted out and asked: "Mr. Zhu! I, did something happen to me... "

Zhu Yanfeng replied: "It's not a big deal."

When Zhayue heard this, she was so nervous that she wrapped her left hand tightly with her right hand, even her lips couldn't help trembling slightly.Zhu Yunzhan also became nervous, and hurriedly asked, "What's the matter?"

Zhu Yanfeng saw the nervousness of the husband and wife, so he persuaded: "Sit down first and then talk." After the three of them sat down, Zhu Yanfeng continued: "Are you still used to living in Shenrao Villa?"

Zhayue nodded, and responded with a soft 'hmm'.

Zhu Yanfeng said: "He said, he doesn't want you to think that Shenling Villa is your home, but he wants you to know that Shenling Villa is your home in the first place."

After hearing this, Zhayue was taken aback: "This is impossible! I... I have been in Yunxiuding since I was born."

Zhu Yanfeng persuaded: "Drink a sip of tea first to calm the shock."

Zhayue immediately held a thick bamboo tube containing Xueding red bean jasmine milk tea, held the big reed tube in her mouth, took a sip of the milk tea, and calmed down a little.

Zhu Yanfeng continued: "It is true that your mother is Chang Yanhua, but your father is not. You and your elder brother have always been of the same mother..."

Zhayue had just taken a second sip of milk tea when she choked on this sentence, coughed for a while, interrupted Zhu Yanfeng's words, and then replied: "My father...isn't my father?! How is this possible... ..."

Zhu Yanfeng said eloquently: "It is true that your mother had a marriage contract with Lord Yunxiuding long ago, but before getting married, she already had another love in the world, and that was your father, who is also the adopted son of the head. The granddaughter of the door."

Zhu Yunzhan was taken aback: "Zhayue is... the granddaughter of Master..."

Zhayue was stunned: "I...my surname is not Fu, it turned out to be..."

Zhu Yanfeng added: "The surname is Zi. He said that you should recognize your ancestors. Since he has bought your life, you will have the same surname as your biological father. As for the name, it is up to you to decide."

Zhayue lowered her head slightly, and replied, "I think, let's call her Yue'er."

Zhu Yunzhan smiled and praised her: "The name Ziyue'er is quite delicate. If others hear it, they will feel that she is a lady from a famous family."

Seeing that he liked it, Zhayue accepted the new name 'Ziyueer' from then on, and said: "Since you like it, then it will be this name from now on."

After drinking the milk tea and talking about the matter, the husband and wife left the living room together.Zhu Yanfeng stood up, but didn't leave immediately, another figure walked out from the screen, and gently reprimanded him: "I told you earlier, I told you to explain it directly, but in the end I finished my milk tea while sitting inside, you still Not finished..."

Zhu Yanfeng turned to face Huang Yan, and explained: "It's too early, she won't be able to stand it right away."

Huang Yan said: "It's over anyway, if you're free, just prepare something for me."

Zhu Yanfeng asked: "What's the matter?"

Huang Yan only handed out a letter, Zhu Yanfeng took the letter, took out the paper, glanced at it quickly in front of Huang Yan, and said: "Such an important matter! I will prepare it right away!" Step towards the door.

Huang Yan only told slowly: "At the latest when the child is born, one must return to the dormitory clean."

Three days later, a carriage galloped to the front gate of Shenrao Villa. The door opened, and two people got out of the carriage. , with a leather belt inlaid with gold squares around her waist, her neck-length bangs are combed to the same side of her cheek, and her sideburns are all combed back into a braid and tied firmly with a jade headband. She looks very proud, The look of no one in the eyes is the name of Yangqing, the head of Xiyutai.

One wears a plain white cross-collar gown with red borders and a snow-bottomed wide-sleeved shirt with lily and dandelion dark patterns. His hair is tied low-key behind his head, with a cautious and submissive expression. He is closely following Yang Qingming's side. Xiuding Shaozun Lord avenges his hatred.

Yang Qingming put his hands behind his back, glanced coldly at the closed door, raised his voice and said to the air: "Since I have arrived, why don't you see half of them come out to greet you? Linfeng Society's way of hospitality is like this?"

As soon as the words fell, the door opened by itself, the two looked in, but saw that there was no one in the front yard, they were curious immediately, and Yang Qingming secretly became more careful.Then a voice came from the front yard: "Then invite the head of Xiyutai to come in and visit."

Knowing that it was Huang Yan's voice, Yang Qingming immediately restrained himself a bit, crossed the threshold with a grudge, and walked step by step into Shenzhao Villa.The waiter led the two of them into the living room and asked them to sit down and drink tea.

A figure came out from behind the screen, wearing a mask to cover his face, and a somewhat hoarse voice sounded: "Master Yang is visiting Shenrao Villa for the first time, Linfeng Society is far away, and we are still looking at Haihan."

Xue Hen stared at this person's figure for a moment, and couldn't help saying: "You look familiar, have we met somewhere before?"

The masked man only glanced at Xue Hen, but didn't answer, Xue Hen couldn't help being slightly stunned, thinking that he had admitted the wrong person.Yang Qing's name Qi Lips cut to the chase: "Where are you headed? Are you planning to show up to catch up with me?"

Huang Yan's voice suddenly came from the back of the screen: "Master Yang likes to reminisce about the past, but if you talk too much about the past, isn't Master Yang afraid of harming Xiyutai?"

Yang Qingming smiled: "The head of your faction is very right! Sure enough, he knows me very well. This time I came to visit, mainly to thank the head of your faction for taking care of me in the past. Thank you, does the head of your faction like it?"

Huang Yan replied: "Master Yang doesn't need to spend money." Then he mentioned something else: "Master Yang brought a person, did he come to see his relatives, or did he have some other intentions?"

Without waiting for Yang Qingming to speak, Xue Hen immediately replied: "I asked Qingming to bring me here! I heard that my younger sister has married into Linfeng Society, so I want to come and see her and see if she is doing well."

Huang Yan reclined leisurely on the Maitreya couch on the back of the screen, propping his temples with one hand, and resting the other on his bent knee, with a smile on his lips: "I heard that the Young Master Yunxiuding is willing to Staying at the main helm of Xiyutai as a hostage, what kind of conditions can make head Yang willing to accept the hostage's request?" Even though he didn't hear the answer right away, he already understood somewhat in his heart, and he was just asking knowingly.

Yang Qingming replied: "Before I reorganized the Xiyu Terrace, I made good friends with the Young Master, this time it's just a matter of personal preference."

A not-so-fat adult blue-and-white cat jumped onto the Maitreya couch from the ground, and barked coquettishly at Huang Yan once or twice. Huang Yan immediately propped up his upper body, took the cat into his arms, and gently stroked the cat's head , rubbed the cat meat ball, and then replied: "In this case, it's good to let her come to meet the people who grew up with her."

The masked man in front of the screen understood, and immediately stepped out of the living room, and after a while brought Ziyue'er, and the two half-brothers and sisters met each other and rushed over.

Xue Hen hurriedly asked: "Yue'er, how are you doing?"

Ziyue'er nodded again and again, responded with a 'hmm', and hurriedly asked: "Brother, how about you? You are at Xiyutai..."

Xue Hen squeezed out a bitter smile: "Except for not being able to go back to Yunxiuding to see my parents all day, I'm actually pretty good..."

Ziyue'er stroked Xuehen's face with her hands, and said worriedly: "Brother, you have lost a lot of weight..."

Xue Hen only said: "Very good, it can prevent many diseases caused by obesity."

Zi Yue'er said seriously: "It's not good to be too thin."

Xue Hen nodded.

Ziyue'er said again: "I originally wanted to bring Shi'an to see you, but she is already the head of the young sect, so it is not appropriate to come out to see relatives other than Linfeng Society..."

Xue Hen replied: "I understand, I feel relieved that your mother and son are doing well."

Ziyue'er said again: "I heard that my mother is happy again. Under me, there is another younger sister, who is your own younger sister..."

Xue Hen pulled Ziyue'er into her arms and blurted out: "You are also my own sister! We grew up together, studied together, and practiced martial arts together! I believe mother still cares about you and loves you!"

Zi Yue'er said: "Brother, promise me that you will regain your freedom as soon as possible, and go back to see mother for me."

Xue Hen was slightly stunned: "What about you...?"

Ziyue'er replied: "I am no longer from Yunxiuding, my home is only Linfeng Society, and my biological father will come back."

Xuehen understood, and felt regretful, pity, helpless, and heartbroken, and couldn't say anything.

Yang Qingming stood up and broke the atmosphere as soon as he spoke: "The head of your school, you and I have known each other in the past, and now I am the head of Xiyutai, I hope that the head of your school will also focus on friendship in the future. It would be great if we could cooperate.”

Huang Yan replied: "I will consider it myself."

Yang Qingming glanced at Xue Hen, and said to him: "Okay, young lord, your condition is enough at this time, it's time to go back with me." After saying that, he tightly grasped his wrist , took him away forcibly.

Xue Hen hastily turned back to look at her sister for the last time, and only had time to say 'take care'.

The masked man walked to the door of the living room, took off his mask, and revealed Zhu Yanfeng's true face. Looking at the two figures in the distance, Huang Yan walked out with Ziyue'er, and looked over with his hands behind his back.He hooked his lips and said, "Fortunately, it's not Qiao Qiantui."

Zhu Yanfeng was curious: "Is he scary?"

Huang Yan replied: "It's not scary, this person is very difficult."

When the breeze blew, there were dots of pink petals in the wind, Ziyue'er saw it and smiled and said: "The cherry blossoms have already started blowing snow!"

Huang Yan looked up at the rain of cherry blossoms, and couldn't help but said: "Before Sakura Chuixue, if you met the person you were waiting for, you were destined to never be separated from him. During Sakura Chuixue, if you still didn't wait for that person , then you don’t have to wait any longer, because that person will never come back to you.”

Zi Yue'er replied: "But every year there will be Sakura Blowing Snow."

Zhu Yanfeng answered the words with a smile: "Then we will wait every year for Sakura to blow snow."

Huang Yan replied: "Yes, I wait every year, until the sea is dry and the rocks are rotten, as long as I still love him..." He sneaked a glance at Zhu Yanfeng who was beside him.

After a while, Zhu Yanfeng turned his head to look over, and suddenly said: "A few days ago, the head of Dengfeng Tower sent two pairs of guns, do you still remember?"

Huang Yan replied: "I remember."

Zhu Yanfeng continued: "One day, when I was looking at the snow, I had a sudden inspiration, and I improved these two pairs of blunderbuss, using ice rain as bullets. Would you like to try it now? See its power, it is similar to Dengfenglou Palm How does it compare to the Huoyun gun of the door?"

Huang Yan simply agreed: "Alright."

Zi Yue'er happily said: "I'll get it right away!" Then she turned around and went, and after a while, she brought two pairs of exquisite ice and rain guns, presented them on a wooden tray, and sent them to Huang Yan.

The total length of the ice and rain blunderbuss is about two and a half feet. There are double barrels of black ginseng and silver ash made of [-]-refined steel compound side by side. The bird blunderbuss holder is made of purple perilla wood, polished very shiny.Linfeng's wing-shaped blue crystals are embedded on both sides of the front of the magazine chamber, which is where Linfeng's power lies.Cooperating with the refinement of Linfeng's power, the snowflake-shaped icy rain bombs emitted will turn into extremely cold lead poison, which will hurt people without blood.

Zhu Yanfeng picked up one of the ice and rain guns and handed it to Huang Yan. Huang Yan held it steady, raised it up and aimed at the cherry blossoms slowly floating in mid-air outside the eaves, wrapped his index finger into the snowflake-shaped silver gray trigger button, and snapped it. When the trigger was fired, there was only a sound, and two ice rain bombs were sent out unexpectedly, faster than lightning, spiraling towards the broken cherry blossoms in mid-air, suddenly exploding like a cloud of smoke, being sucked into the broken cherry blossoms, scattered all over the ground and turned into A cloud of cherry blossom snow.

Zhu Yanfeng couldn't help applauding, and praised: "Good! Good!"

Huang Yan hung down the ice rain gun, and replied with satisfaction: "Yes, I like this magic weapon very much!"

Zhu Yanfeng took the Ice Rain Gun from his hand, and happily answered: "As long as you like it."

Huang Yan suddenly put a hand on the back of Zhu Yanfeng's hand, then whispered a whisper in his ear, and ran away.Seeing this, Zhu Yanfeng immediately put the Bingyu blunderbuss back on the wooden tray and let Ziyueer take it back to the original place, and chased after Huang Yan.

212. Extra Story "Above the Bright Moon"

◎Special episode◎

In the dimly lit room, a tall and thin figure moved, wearing a wide-sleeved cloak, and walked barefoot to the porch outside the house, gently holding on to the vermilion lacquer railing, his face happened to be facing the bright moon, wisps of moonlight fell on him, Let his originally white and delicate skin shine with a little snow, and the silver-white hair hanging on his back looks more like a galaxy.

For some reason, Zhu Yanfeng on the bed suddenly woke up with his eyes open. There was no movement in the room, so he couldn't help getting up, and walked out of the inner room. The cool night wind rushed into the room and brushed his smooth forehead. The door opened, and knowing that someone had left the house, he went out to the corridor, and saw Huang Yan's back at first glance.

He slowly walked to Huang Yan's side, and opened his lips: "Just now I had a dream. I dreamed that I was still in the temple. When I looked up, there was a statue of Avalokitesvara in front of me, which was bigger than usual. When I turned back, there were standing around It’s full of monks like me. I don’t know why I have such a dream, maybe the monastery doesn’t want me, maybe I don’t want the monastery.”

Huang Yan tilted his head and said bluntly: "You have already returned to vulgarity, senior brother. The monastery should not have been your choice to escape your feelings for me and guilt for Master. You chose to let me live, you can't Have any guilt towards the monastery."

Zhu Yanfeng replied: "When I heard that you rebelled against Qingluan City together with Liu Mufeng and the others, do you know how much pain I felt in my heart? That's not the Yan'er I knew. My Yan'er can't come back. The first time I There's a sense of hopelessness."

Huang Yan raised the corners of his lips lightly: "Yes, I am already a big devil now, and the whole martial arts world knows that Mufeng Society is a big devil sect, you saved a big devil like me under the Xing Dao in Qingluan City Devil, don't you regret it? Are you not afraid of Guanyin's anger?"

Zhu Yanfeng pulled him into his arms, and hugged him tightly with both hands: "We grew up together, if you become a lifeless bone, I will bear the blame and I will be sad forever." Then he hugged him His face, looking at him very close, demanded: "Don't be angry about my becoming a monk."

Huang Yan said firmly: "I am a big devil, would I be angry because of this kind of thing?"

Zhu Yanfeng was very clear about the meaning of his half-downcast eyes at this moment, and he didn't intend to expose it, but just pressed his lips tightly without saying a word.

In the past few years in the dungeon of Qingluan City, Huang Yan only had plain white Gema prison clothes to wear, barefoot, and the original luxurious clothes and shoes were all lost when the jewels and silver were divided after the crusade against the main rudder of Mufeng Society in Qingluan City. destroy.

As soon as he left Xingtai, Huang Yan didn't even have a pair of shoes, so he could only walk barefoot. He followed Zhu Yanfeng to Ziyanzhai and lived in Ziyanzhai temporarily. .

When Changyue returned to Qingluan City, he lent him some silver. Later, Zhu Yanfeng and him came to Pingjing to get their respective appointment seals.Su Zhongming thought that because of his own mistakes, there was nothing left of his original luxurious clothes, so he wanted to compensate him some, and ordered the tailor in the palace to make new clothes for him. Made more than [-] pieces and several pairs of shoes.

Walking on the road, Zhu Yanfeng said enviously: "I wanted to take you to the tailor shop, but now I don't need to go."

Huang Yan said dissatisfied: "I originally had a few large boxes of clothes, a total of 270 pieces, and he didn't pay half of it at all."

Zhu Yanfeng comforted: "After all, the city lord is not a merchant, so he probably doesn't have much pocket money."

Huang Yan continued to express his dissatisfaction: "For the sake of wisdom, he used the money to do loss-making charity, and he suffered for himself. When I was in charge, I was rich."

Zhu Yanfeng knew since he was a child that he was born in a family of merchants. Once he has money and enjoys happiness, he will not suffer hardships, so he doesn't embarrass him, and he purses his lips and does not answer.

Passing by a restaurant, Huang Yan stopped suddenly, Zhu Yanfeng turned around and saw that he was not leaving, so he asked him curiously: "What's the matter, suddenly stopped leaving, can't walk, or?"

Huang Yan replied: "You are no longer a monk, do you want to drink? Do you want to eat meat?"

Zhu Yanfeng raised a hand to touch his smooth forehead, and asked: "Drinking alcohol, eating meat, can my gray hair grow back immediately?"

Huang Yan affirmed: "Wine and meat are evil things. The more you drink and eat the more meat, the faster your hair and beard will grow."

Zhu Yanfeng confessed: "I haven't known what wine tastes like and what meat tastes like for many years. I don't know if my stomach is used to good wine and meat."

Huang Yan said: "As long as your mouth wants to eat, your stomach can't bear it."

Zhu Yanfeng immediately said: "Okay. What would Yan'er want to eat?"

Huang Yan cunningly said: "Guess?"

Zhu Yanfeng simply said: "I don't want to guess, just be direct." After speaking, he picked up Huang Yanheng and ran up the stairs of the restaurant.

After leaving the restaurant, the two walked slowly on the road. Huang Yan held a tall crystal cup, raised it up, and took a photo at the high-altitude sun, gently shaking the almost colorless fine wine in the cup, Leisurely said: "The plum wine here is not bad, the sweet and sour is just right, and the aroma of the wine is harmonious, I almost want to buy a car to go home." After taking a sip, he asked the person beside him: "What do you think?"

Zhu Yanfeng wanted to confirm: "You mean to buy a car to go home?"

Huang Yan smiled, and asked cunningly: "Do you want me to mean 'buy a car back', or 'do you think it's delicious'?"

Zhu Yanfeng lowered his head slightly and began to think seriously.

Huang Yan couldn't help smiling again, took another sip of plum wine, and asked: "Before I finish drinking, tell me the answer."

Zhu Yanfeng replied in embarrassment: "Your question is several levels more difficult than a Buddhist discussion."

Huang Yan said with a smile: "It's really so difficult, haven't I become a saint? You don't have to think about it, just now when I saw you drinking, you only drank a small sip at a time, and you drank small sips. Sure enough, all these years of rough food made me Senior brother forgot what is human fireworks, and I will pour you a few more jars of wine in the future, so that you can regain the feeling of human fireworks."

Zhu Yanfeng has already returned to vulgarity, just waiting for black hair to grow on his smooth forehead, just wanting to make up for the worldly feelings that have been put down for many years, so he simply agreed: "Yan'er must do this, then I will accompany him to the end."

Huang Yan raised his chin slightly, drank the plum wine in the glass in one go, without a single drop left, then threw it back casually, and the tall crystal glass left his hands, somersaulted in the air, and finally landed firmly On a Stoudemire's turban.

That Xiao Si was pushing the cart full of goods hard, but suddenly felt that something was wrong with the top of his head, so he reached out to touch it, took off the tall crystal cup, looked at the bottom of the cup, and couldn't help being surprised and suspicious: "What's wrong with the cups in our restaurant?" It landed on my head, where did it come from?"

Looking around, he couldn't see anyone who suspected of throwing the cup, so he put the crystal cup on the cart for the time being, continued to push the cart hard, and followed the cart puller to the main entrance of the restaurant, and began to unload the goods.

Huang Yan and Zhu Yanfeng came to the Canglong Avenue, which leads directly to the main gate of Pingjing City. Suddenly, one of Huang Yan's feet turned to the inside, and his shoe turned sideways, which made him listen and refused to leave.

Zhu Yanfeng noticed that he hadn't followed, so he turned his head immediately, and seeing the situation, he hurriedly backed away, looked at his feet carefully, and asked with concern: "Does it hurt? Can you still walk?"

Huang Yan was lucky that he didn't sprain his ankle, but he is cunning by nature, he can take advantage of loopholes to gain sweetness, and he will never let it go.In this situation, since Zhu Yanfeng was so concerned, he pretended to be injured and shook his head lightly.

Zhu Yanfeng didn't think about it, and immediately turned his back, bent slightly, and said generously: "Come up, I will carry you to the dock."

Huang Yan was very happy in his heart, and immediately climbed onto Zhu Yanfeng's broad and thick back, hooked Zhu Yanfeng's shoulders, Zhu Yanfeng picked him up, and walked forward with his back on his back, passing through the Canglong Avenue where not too many people came and went.

Zhu Yanfeng said: "My shoes really don't fit your feet. I almost tripped you just now. Fortunately, the city lord promised to make some shoes for you."

Huang Yan leaned closer to his ear and replied, "Your shoes are quite comfortable, I don't think it's that bad."

Zhu Yanfeng sighed helplessly, and only advised: "Be careful next time, I'm really afraid that you will fall, and I won't be able to catch you in time even if I fly over."

Huang Yan smiled and couldn't help joking: "You still have me in your heart.