The bright moon sits on the ground

Fang Qisheng stared at Nie Qiu, like meeting for the first time, but also like reunion after a long absence, his gaze stayed for too long, so long that Nie Qiu had an illusion that the lover in front of him, who was with him day and night, didn't seem to be So would love to see him.

Then, in the eyes of everyone, the leader of the Demon Cult, dressed in black, took a deep breath.

With a helpless expression of "I really can't do anything about you" in his eyes, he raised his hand, and slowly stroked Nie Qiu's sideburns behind his ears, and touched his soft earlobe with his fingertips, "Nie Qiu could feel the temperature on his fingertips, hot, moving from the base of his ears to his cheeks, using the same movement of stroking eagle feathers just now, gently rubbing the corners of his eyes, like teasing a kitten that just woke up.

Fang Qisheng felt for a moment that Nie Qiu seemed to be secretly rubbing his hand.

A burst of numb itching spread from the palm of his hand, and flowed to his limbs. The new vines tightly entangled the heart, and it gradually contracted. But I don't know how to dispel it, this feeling is like - like when the red line was touched that night,? He is also like this, being bit by bit eaten away by invisible things.

Mingming got used to watching it a long time ago. After watching it for several years, no matter how outstanding the appearance is, it is just a bone except for the skin.

However, when he saw this face again, the tip of his heart collapsed softly as if being teased.

If it is the affection left in this body, Fang Qisheng thought, why when he saw the scene of the lantern festival, saw Nie Qiu put the lantern in his hand, and saw them walking on the stone bridge, although his heart was moved, he could only I feel that it is just a dream, no matter how excited I am, I can think calmly.When I really saw Nie Qiu at this moment, I was defeated in an instant, and it was difficult to maintain calm.

The person in front of him looked calm and gentle, looking at him obediently, not like any one in his memory.

"Believe me, I saw it." For the first time, Fang Qisheng knew what Nie Qiu really looked like when he laughed. It was also released gently, as if the star tide sprinkled the entire lake, and even the narrow and cramped corners were covered with tiny lights, "I miss you too."

The person who wrote "I don't know when I will be lucky enough to enjoy the mountains with you again" is Fang Qisheng.

It was just that he had malicious intentions and wanted to use Nie Qiu to pry the villagers' mouths open, so he wrote such a sentence. When he wrote the pen, he drew a trap, waiting for Nie Qiu to be stupid. Falling into a trap.

In addition, he also wanted to know whether a person like Nie Qiu would be willing to walk side by side with him and travel all over the world.

At this moment when the facts were in front of him, Fang Qisheng hesitated and lingered for a long time, not wanting to explore further.

Because he discovered that it wasn't Nie Qiu who was trapped deeper, but himself, it was... this "Fang Qisheng".

Fang Qisheng's lips moved, but he didn't speak. He touched Nie Qiu affectionately, then withdrew his hand, and bit the tip of his tongue calmly. The blood and pain woke him up for a moment, and he was rescued from this unknown situation. Rescued from the ridiculous and absurd dream that will stop when, biting his ear and whispering, even if it is true, the person in their eyes is not you.

There should be a time when jokes are finished, and there will always be a day when false feelings will deceive even himself, he thought.

To be honest, the moment of forcibly stripping away the reason is painful, but after all, it is only a momentary thing. Fang Qisheng took a breath, turned around, as if he was looking for some attachment, the thumb of his left hand rubbed against the tiger's mouth of his right hand one time.

Nie Qiu caught a glimpse of his subconscious movements, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his smile faded away, replaced by a thoughtful expression.

Fang Qisheng sorted out his emotions, looked at Nie Qiu again, and with a proper sense of intimacy, he suggested: "You should have been exhausted from running around on this road, so take a good rest tonight. As for other things, I will discuss them later." I'll tell you more."

"It's okay." Nie Qiu responded with a smile, "I'm also curious why you wanted to come to Huang Sheng alone in the first place."

"Because it's not just Huang Sheng, even I have doubts about you." He was very frank, telling the clues in his hand while observing Nie Qiu's expression, not letting go of any details, "People here believe in a The god named 'Baixuan' carved a statue of a god hidden in the ground for him, this matter is absurd to say, but in fact, the appearance of that statue is exactly the same as yours."

Hearing Fang Qisheng and Huang Sheng's doubts, Nie Qiu's mood didn't fluctuate much.

It wasn't until the word "Bai Xuan" blurted out that the expression on his face suddenly became complicated.

"You mean, he and I..."

"Yes." Fang Qisheng said, "It was completely carved out according to your appearance."

Immediately afterwards, he threw out another fact: "However, I heard that this statue existed here a hundred years ago."

Nie Qiu finally understood what Tian Wanyan meant when he said, "It was you I saw in those sleepy dreams".Those statues occupied her every peaceful night. Except for the one under the Yaoxian Terrace, she also saw a statue that looked like Nie Qiu. It was like a nightmare prophecy that kept driving her to the abyss. That's why she finally decided to tell Nie Qiu everything. Autumn.

The unknown gods are hidden in the dark, and only through the statues carved by devout believers can we see their true faces. It is not false, but real, and it is a sharp edge that breaks falsehood and destroys all obstacles that disturb memory.

This strange, dangerous and mysterious sentence, like an undercurrent in the water, reappeared in his mind over and over again, and then disappeared.

After a long silence, Fang Qisheng heard Nie Qiu ask, "Did you feel anything unusual when you saw the statue?"

"No." The leader of the Demon Cult replied, "Except that the statue looks too much like you, there is nothing unusual about it."

"That's right." Nie Qiu suddenly lowered his voice and said, "I thought you would have a feeling of a clear spiritual platform, because, didn't you just tell me not long ago that there is a legend here that the statue of Kunlun can Break through the barriers and let people see the truth."

"Maybe it's just a fabrication. This statue is not as magical as the rumors." Fang Qisheng said, "It's just that the appearance of the statue is the same as yours. I don't think it can be explained by coincidence. You are right about 'Bai Xuan ' Does the name make any impression?"

"Well, I do have a little impression, but it's not too late to make a guess after I confirm the statue with my own eyes."

Nie Qiu put his finger on his lower lip, showing an expression of interest, and Fang Qisheng even saw a bit of slyness from his eyebrows, "Whether it is a coincidence or not, since I have exactly the same appearance as the gods believed by the local people, that is to say, If they see me, they should mistakenly think that a miracle has come to the world, right? Then the next thing to do is obvious."

"No matter what I ask, they will know everything and talk endlessly... Shengsheng, do you think so too?"

Fang Qisheng didn't know what Nie Qiu meant. He said that he just wanted to discuss the countermeasures with him, or that he saw the reason why he called him here. If it was the former, Nie Qiu's eyes should not be so deep. If it was the latter, Nie Qiu's attitude shouldn't be so calm - he remembered the countless times they had played games, just testing each other like they are now.

No anger, no sadness.

As I said before, no one in the Demon Cult is a normal person.

Fang Qisheng only felt that his blood was getting hot, not to mention depressed, he even wanted to laugh. The pleasure of meeting an opponent cannot be described in a few words, perhaps only a complete lunatic can feel it. can understand.

The person in front of him was not a virtual image, but the real one, the difficult and powerful old enemy he knew.

Did Nie Qiu notice something was wrong?Since when did he see it?From where?Which ones did he say were true and which ones were lies?He looks calm, has he planned every step of the chess game in his mind?

That's right, this is the relationship they should have, as if they are walking on the edge of a knife, and if they are not careful, they will become bloody.

"It seems that we coincided with each other." Fang Qisheng put his hands on his chest, and said this strange title for the first time, "The Right Protector."

Nie Qiu turned his wrist, made a gesture, and signaled: "Then, can I ask Teacher Fang to lead the way?"

They don't seem to want to explore the secret behind the legend, but more like they want to make the ups and downs of the story more dangerous and chaotic.

Not far away, Huang Sheng showed an expression of "what kind of moth are you planning to make?" He had staggered his gaze the moment Fang Qisheng raised his hand to touch his face, and stared at the eagle soaring in the air. After a long time, it turns out that these two people haven't seen each other for more than ten days. It's like parting from life and death. You look at me and I look at you, hesitating to speak, with deep and obscure eyes.

He didn't intend to give Fang Qisheng any face at all, so he sneered and said, "You don't think Fang Qisheng knows the way, do you?"

Nie Qiu really didn't expect this, and suddenly felt that the atmosphere was developing in a strange direction, gone forever.

Obviously, Fang Qisheng is used to Huang Sheng's sarcastic remarks from time to time. Even though he is too good at watching the atmosphere, Fang Qisheng still looks at ease. He tapped his index finger between his arms and walked towards Huang Sheng, with his arms casually folded. On his shoulder, Huang Sheng frowned, and before he had time to react, Fang Qisheng leaned close to his ear and said something in a light tone.

"The agate that master left for you, do you still obediently wear it around your neck?" His tone was rarely filled with a smile, but it was not joking. Only Huang Sheng could know the hidden malice and danger in it, " As a senior brother, I will not comment on your well-known small thoughts, I hope you will never intervene in the matter between me and Nie Qiu."

Nie Qiu didn't know what Fang Qisheng said, but it was able to make Huang Sheng change his face in an instant.

He had always been able to make Huang Sheng's face change with anger, but Huang Sheng's reaction now was obviously panic.

"Fang Qisheng, since when did you know? For so many years, you have been pretending not to know..." Huang Sheng gritted his teeth, feeling cold all over his body. He wanted to fight Fang Qisheng as before, but The strength that Fang Qisheng showed a few days ago really should not be underestimated. He was still very clear about it because he was purely reckless.

"Don't worry, I should be the only one who knows now." Fang Qisheng didn't even look at Huang Sheng, and slowed down his voice. It didn't look like a threat at all, but more like a thoughtful advice, "You don't have to tell me these words, Let’s talk about it later when we find Master.”

Then, he straightened up and said with some contempt: "Also, you don't think I can't find the secret passage, do you?"

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-02-05?08：23：50～2021-02-07?20：54：35期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Winter Solstice? 1;

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: Winter Solstice? 3; Bai Lusheng? 2;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: winter solstice? 27 bottles;

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