The bright moon sits on the ground

In the middle of the night, there was a loud bang.

Tang Zhuo turned over, flitted across the eaves like a jackdaw, and landed lightly in the courtyard. The entrained wind only lifted a corner of the fallen leaves. Can know what to do.

The sword in the sleeve is tightly attached to the palm, with an inch exposed, showing a cold edge under the reflection of the dark midnight.

He came to the room where there was a loud noise, knocked on the door cautiously, and called out in a low voice: "Master, right protector?"

There was a commotion in the bedroom, Tang Zhuo listened carefully, it was indeed the footsteps of two people, they were probably arranging their clothes, so he could hear the unique sound of the cloth being rubbed slowly... the loud noise came too fast , A bang pierced through the silent night, startled a group of Xuanwumen disciples, Tang Zhuo raised his hand to let them go back, while he stood quietly outside the door and waited.

Not long after, Fang Qisheng opened the door, and Tang Zhuo looked at the leader in front of him calmly.

There are sporadic water marks on his body, some fine foam on his chest, the silk around his waist is loosely tied, his black hair is loose on his shoulders, his hands holding the door are wet, and he is still dizzy with water. That look of calmness, his brows and eyes were stern, he raised his eyes and asked "what's the matter", if it wasn't because of the too much commotion just now, Tang Zhuo really thought nothing had happened.

He glanced slightly, and looked through the gap to the right guardian behind the leader of the Demon Cult.

Nie Qiu's hair was still wet, and the ends were dripping with water. He was wiping his hair with a clean towel. Unlike Fang Qisheng, he wore a robe and his girdle was fastened tightly. Unfortunately, Tang Zhuo still Glimpse through the cuffs of his shirt wet.

Even though both of these two people were suspected of trying to cover up, Tang Zhuo had a good idea after taking a look at it.

After all, it wasn't an enemy attack, and he didn't touch the trap of the agency, so there was no danger, and what happened after that was not his responsibility.

"I heard some movement just now, so I followed the sound to see if there is any serious problem with the leader and the right guardian." He stepped back, and at the same time quietly retracted the sleeve sword, and said with fists cupped, "Since there is no problem, it belongs to I won’t disturb you next time, I’ll take my leave first.”

Fang Qisheng didn't want to get too entangled with Tang Zhuo, so he lifted his chin slightly, restrained his eyes, and said, "Go."

After confirming that the conscientious Xuanwu Sect master had left, Fang Qisheng closed the door, turned around and looked at Nie Qiu.

"Your bed...is really weather-beaten and overwhelmed." He pressed his forehead and wanted to laugh a little. He just felt that he hadn't encountered such absurd thing in many years, and it happened suddenly. It was still in this situation. It is dumbfounding.

Nie Qiu intentionally blocked Xuanwu's line of sight just now. At this moment, he looked sideways at the wooden bed that had completely collapsed. He was half embarrassed, and half felt that the sudden danger was really inappropriate. He shook his head and sighed: "After all, it's the bed I slept in when I was a child. After so many years, this place is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the humidity is too heavy, so cracks will inevitably appear."

Fortunately, he and Fang Qisheng reacted quickly, turned over and dodged, so that they didn't end up falling to the ground.

After such a stir, Nie Qiu completely lost interest, and Fang Qisheng did the same. They rolled up their bedding at night and moved into an empty room overnight. Neither of them mentioned to continue what they just did, just chatting.

Nie Qiu's hair hadn't been completely dried yet, and when he was tired, he handed the towel to Fang Qisheng. Maybe it was because he had exhausted his energy during the day, but when night fell, the people behind him moved too softly. I felt groggy and sleepy.

He simply leaned his head on Fang Qisheng's body and asked him, "Which one do you prefer, vermilion or crimson?"

Fang Qisheng thought for a while, and felt that there was not much difference, "Both are fine. Which one do you like?"

"I also think it's okay." Nie Qiu said, "Both of us don't know much about the etiquette of getting married, and there will inevitably be some jokes. I remember that Zhang Yu has always been familiar with these etiquettes. Jia Zhao is my righteous brother. Zhen'e Mansion has a relationship with the Devil's Cult, and Zhang Yu asked us when we will have a wedding banquet last time. It seems that I have to find a chance to ask her for advice in the future."

"Okay." Speaking of Concubine Zhang, Fang Qisheng remembered something else, "Did she write to you recently to ask about that incident in the palace?"

When I was in Zhen'e back then, because I saw the bronze bell of the Bu family, Zhang Yu took the clues she got in the imperial city, the conversation between Qi Qianyuan and Meng Qiuze, in order to know the conversation from Nie Qiu. What secrets are hidden.

They didn't know about the idol at the time, so they found an excuse to prevaricate it.

Zhang Concubine was thoughtful and resourceful, so it was impossible for her to forget about it. So, after cleaning up the mess for Zhang Rui who had followed him all the way to the imperial city, she wrote a letter, and wrote a lot of it in beautiful handwriting. , like a butterfly fluttering its wings to fly, but the deep meaning in it is like a spider web spread out when it is stalking its prey, euphemistic yet tough, it must come to a conclusion.

Nie Qiu received the letter when he was in Lihe Town, and Fang Qisheng happened to be away from the inn at that time, so he wrote and returned.

"I have already replied to her." Nie Qiu said while recalling, "Seven points are true and three points are false. Although I didn't directly say the things about the gods and those myths, I did explain the source of the conflict between Meng Qiuze and Qi Qianyuan and the truth. She roughly said that it was Meng Qiuze who asked us to leave the imperial city, but Qi Qianyuan didn't give the order—she should have been busy for a while."

After a short interruption, Fang Qisheng brushed the soft black hair in his hands, and then went back to the topic: "When everyone in Shenyun Pavilion is buried in the earth, marry me, use the sky as a curtain, and use the earth as a seat. Treating light gourds as guests, graves as high halls, swords as jade wishful thinking, not wearing red clothes, white clothes, and black clothes, do you think it is too rash to worship the heaven and earth high hall like this?"

"Not careless." Nie Qiu responded, "We will hold another wedding banquet in the future, and it will be much more lively. However, I can be sure that this rash and sloppy marriage must be the only one I have experienced. The most special one."

Fang Qisheng sighed: "You are so easy to marry."

Nie Qiu smiled: "It's because you are so easy to marry. Nie Chi used to entrust me with caravans in remote northern places. After a few years, although the caravans in other places are not as prosperous as they are in other places, they have gradually improved. I When I left the Nie family, I returned the caravan to Nie Chi. I didn’t know until later that the Nie family had no intention of taking care of it. The caravan split up shortly after, and they still had contact with me. They have asked me over and over again when I left , if you want, how about sending someone you trust to take care of it as my dowry?"

In the Demon Cult, Zhou Ru has always been in charge of accounts. Fang Qisheng brought this matter up to Zhou Ru, and Zhou Ru was relieved at last. He sent someone to the caravan over there to have a look. It was probably Nie Qiu’s. For this reason, the caravan did not reject the Demon Cult, so Zhou Ru found a capable man who was smart and sociable to go there.

The next day, just after dawn, there was a crackling sound of shoveling soil in the originally quiet Shenyun Pavilion.

Near evening, the tombs were erected without tombstones, but Nie Qiu could still distinguish who was in which tomb. He thought, maybe when he comes again next time, maybe when he comes with Zhang Shuangbi However, these unmonumental tombs can also have their own steles carved by skilled craftsmen, towering and standing like a vast forest made of rocks.

It wasn't until the third day that this hastily made engagement was quietly carried out.

In fact, there is nothing special about it. Nie Qiu and Fang Qisheng were wearing ordinary clothes, one white and one black. They sent the Xuanwumen disciples away specially. There was no master of ceremonies, let alone guests, and they were silent everywhere. Frost Knife and Four Seasons Sword Box were put aside, and he took the jug and three wine glasses. When they were full, two glasses belonged to them, and one cup belonged to Chang Deng.

The overflowing wine gave off an intoxicating aroma, and even the silent tomb that was watching quietly became gentle in a trance.

Under the endless blue sky, accompanied by the warm sunshine, Nie Qiu and Fang Qisheng raised the corners of their robes, knelt down, worshiped the heaven and the earth, worshiped the high hall, and worshiped each other. When their foreheads touched the cold and hard ground , Nie Qiu didn't feel cold, but felt inexplicably relieved, as if the mortise and tenon finally found the missing piece and pieced it together perfectly.

Finally, when they raised their heads to drink the wine, Nie Qiu and Fang Qisheng couldn't be calm. One choked and coughed uncontrollably, and the other shook his hand, and most of the wine slid down his neck, smearing the chest on his chest. A piece of the skirt was soaked.

There should never be anyone in such a mess like them, Nie Qiu thought, hooking Fang Qisheng's neck, laughing while choking, and asked him intermittently, do we need to exchange a kiss at this time, so Fang Qisheng turned his face and kissed his temple .

This is a symbol, Fang Qisheng thought, even if they are married, they don't have to show it to others, but it proves that they belong to each other.

It is indeed very special. When the sake drank into his throat, he could clearly feel the person whose arms were intertwined, as if there was something connecting them. From then on, they had another person to introduce. Status: family.

Fang Qisheng chewed these two words repeatedly, strange yet familiar, it was his favorite sweet taste, accompanied by the long and distant flowing water, galloping thousands of miles until it merged into rivers, lakes and seas, never stopping - he unconsciously The corner of his mouth curled up, and he sincerely thought that even if it was a shackle, it could be called precious. He actually didn't hate the feeling of scruples.

Nie Qiuhuan retracted his arm around his neck, his cough stopped, but his smile did not stop. Fang Qisheng watched Nie Qiu lean over and picked up the untouched glass of wine, and solemnly paid respects to the grave Drinking wine, said: "Master, between me and him, we only say that my lover is too vulgar, my best friend is not special enough, and my family is too ordinary. I should introduce him to you like this—"

"I am willing to share life and death with him, and to accompany him to enjoy the future. The world is vast, and where he is is the home of my heart."

He poured all the fine wine in his cup on the ground, and said: "This cup, respect for the rough fate, respect for the coincidence of fate, in the vast sea of ​​people, I was able to meet everyone in the master's family, and I was able to meet Fang Qisheng, good luck, bad luck, maybe Only when the coffin is built can the conclusion be made."

Fang Qisheng took a deep breath, walked forward, stood side by side with Nie Qiu, bowed his head and cupped his fists and said, "Senior, you are connected by blood with my master, and I am married to Nie Qiu. Think of it as a family."

The leader of the Devil's Cult never made promises lightly, but at this time he slapped down every word, revealing the truth in his words.

"From now on, I will never let Nie Qiu wander around this world alone again." He said so.

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