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The candlelight in the snowy night reflected warm colors, it was snowing outside the courtyard, and the ground was covered with a thick layer.

In the courtyard, Jiang Yumian and Pei Ming sat down at the table. There were only two of them, but there was a lot of wine, vegetables, fruits and vegetables, exquisite and plentiful.

Jiang Yumian has long since had bigu, and so has Pei Ming, but tonight is special, and it is also a kind of interest to try something that has not been eaten for a long time.

"Master." Pei Ming sat next to him and used clean chopsticks to pick up some dishes for Jiang Yumian.

Perhaps it was because the orange light in the yard was too soft, even the sharpness between his brows weakened a lot, and there was a rare true tenderness in his smiling brows and eyes.

Jiang Yumian turned his head inadvertently, and bumped into a pair of smiling eyes shining like stars.

The affection that could not be hidden in those eyes made his hand holding the chopsticks tighten suddenly.

The two were too close, Pei Ming noticed his embarrassment at this moment, and couldn't help looking at his hands.

The slender and fair hands, without touching them, knew that they carried the coldness of "Jiang Yumian".

Even the hands are like this, cold and alienated.

But it is such a taboo and indifference that makes people want to stain their hands with dirt and let them exude a enthusiasm that is no longer repulsive.

With a sound of "bang dang", a gust of dark wind knocked open the door and rushed over.

Pei Ming woke up from his morbid obsession.

Even Jiang Yumian fell into an inexplicable situation just now, unable to speak or think, and his mind seemed to be blank.

He didn't know what was wrong with him. He used to think his apprentice was strange, but now he even felt strange.

After hastily training, Pei Ming rushed over. This was his first snow day, not only the expression in his eyes, but his entire body was filled with curiosity and excitement.

If Pei Ming hadn't been very strict with his cultivation, he would have come out a long time ago, and it wouldn't be here now.

"Master." Pei Ming shouted, seeing the new clothes on Pei Ming, he looked eagerly at Jiang Yumian.

He has been practicing for more than a month, his soul has become much more solid than before, his strength has also increased, and he can speak simple words.

Jiang Yumian picked up another brocade robe that was placed on the stone bench next to it, which was obviously worn by a child.

Pei Ming's eyes lit up, he was almost dancing with joy, but fortunately he still remembered the etiquette and said, "Thank you, Master."

Seeing that he didn't even look at his elder brother, Pei Ming disliked him for being worthless, but seeing his younger brother unable to put on the new clothes, he felt a little sour in his heart.

Seeing Pei Ming worrying about holding the brocade robe with Yin Qi, Jiang Yumian patted his head and comforted him, "You cultivate fast, and you can wear it when you become a solid body."

Children's emotions come and go quickly, and after being comforted, Pei Ming cheered up again, put his new clothes aside, and sat on the stone bench.

Pei Ming added a pair of bowls and chopsticks for him.

Sure enough, Pei Ming was happy. He couldn't eat like Jiang Yumian and Pei Ming, but he could receive incense and tribute, which was no different from eating.

The living people and ghosts in the yard are together, and the Yin Qi blows from time to time, making the candles shake, and sometimes it turns into a dim light like a will-o'-the-wisp, which looks a little scary.

However, the three of them have gotten used to it, and the warm atmosphere between the conversations has not changed.

The night was getting deeper, and the snow was rustling outside.

A few children's footprints appeared out of nowhere in the snow, and occasionally the children's indistinct laughter could be heard.

Pei Ming glanced at his younger brother who was having fun outside, but didn't bother, and started drinking with Jiang Yumian.

The night was so good, the pearl candles were flickering brightly, but all of this was eclipsed in front of Jiang Yumian.

He looked at the fairy who had strayed into the mortal world in front of him. He didn't know whether he drank too much wine or something, and gradually fell into intoxication.

"If you like it, you can find it in the vault another day. I remember that there is an altar full of rays of light that has not been touched."

Jiang Yumian saw that he was drinking one cup after another to his will, thinking that he was already a disciple, so it would be fine to drink some wine.

He remembered that there was still good wine on the altar in the warehouse, so he casually said something to Pei Ming.

"Master, I'm going now." Pei Ming seemed to be in high spirits, got up with a smile and went to the back warehouse.

Jiang Yumian only regarded him as a child at heart, so he drank too much when he was happy, but he didn't stop him.

The turmoil of various things some time ago made people feel very depressing. Now that the monsters in Dongzhou have been eliminated and the city of Taichu has been dispersed, there is no longer any trouble.

The moment the wine jar was unsealed, the nine-colored glow filled the courtyard, and the aroma of the wine wafted from the nostrils.

Even Pei Ming was attracted, and came up to him to have a look, even wanting to have a taste.

Although he looks small, he is no ordinary eight-year-old child, so Pei Ming poured him a half cup.

As a result, Pei Ming was dizzy.

The ghosts were floating around in the yard, and there was a burst of gloom. Jiang Yumian had a faint smile on his brows and eyes.

Pei Ming shook his head, he had no choice but to stop Pei Ming and send him back to the room, otherwise he would have floated out of Yunzhe Peak.

Without the noise of children, the surrounding became quiet.

The heavy snow is still falling, which is not surprising to the people of the Snow Mountain School, who have already adapted to this kind of winter.

The lights in the front yard were kept on, and the gate was wide open. Jiang Yumian put down his wine glass and looked at the falling snowflakes outside, shining crystal light under the radiance of the lights.

The sky above the courtyard is covered by an enchantment, and there are formations to protect each other. No matter the outside world is bitterly cold or harsh winter or stormy, the courtyard is always as warm as spring.

Unknowingly, the wine in my stomach increased, and several jars were emptied.

In the middle of the night, Jiang Yumian rubbed his forehead and said, "It's too late, go back to sleep."

The wine in Xiaguang Mandian was quite strong, and the other jars of wine were not ordinary drinks. He glanced at the empty jars on the ground, thinking that he drank a little too much.

It was okay when she was sitting, but when she stood up, Jiang Yumian even shook her body.

A gust of wind blew in outside the door, making him even more dizzy, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

Before drinking to the brim, Pei Ming felt hot all over, so he opened the barrier entrance in front of the courtyard to let the cold wind blow in.

"Master, I will help you back to your room."

When Jiang Yumian heard the voice of the person next to him, he couldn't hear clearly. It took him a while to understand what Pei Ming was talking about, and he nodded in agreement.

He was unsteady on his feet and lost his strength, almost leaning on Pei Ming's body.

It was only twenty steps from the yard to his room, such a short distance, but the person supporting him walked more and more slowly.

Pei Ming supported the person in his arms, his chest was almost filled with the faint scent of cold fragrance, and the cold breath seemed to be a little hot because of the alcohol.

His Adam's apple slid violently, and he felt dry mouth, which made him gradually become impetuous, as if there was a fire in his heart, because of the unbroken shackles, he was just about to move.

Jiang Yumian was very dizzy, and his only thought was to go back and lie down. After Pei Ming stopped moving, he walked forward by himself, but his feet seemed to be stepping on cotton, which made him almost lose his balance.

Pei Ming immediately stepped forward to catch him, and half-supported and half-carried him back to his room.

After sitting down by the bed, Jiang Yumian managed to regain his senses, and saw Pei Ming kneeling at his feet.

It wasn't until one of his feet was lifted that he realized that Pei Ming was going to help him take off his shoe.

"No need." He retracted his foot and said, rubbing his swollen forehead.

What is it to ask an apprentice to take off his shoes, it is not appropriate.

Hearing that his voice had softened, Pei Ming knew that the wine hadn't sobered up yet, but seeing that Jiang Yumian still had a sliver of reason, he couldn't make a move.

Before he stood up and said nothing, Jiang Yumian got up suddenly and was about to walk towards the screen.

"Master?" Pei Ming frowned slightly, he ran up to support him in two steps, and asked, "What is Master going to do?"

"Wash it, it smells like alcohol." Jiang Yumian replied.

Behind the screen is the bathtub, Pei Ming doesn't know where.

Unlike ordinary wine, the jars he dismantled today were all high-quality spirit wine, and even the altars of Xiaguang filled the hall after drinking them, and there would be a clear scent of wine on the body within three days, without any peculiar smell at all.

But Jiang Yumian never liked the smell on his body, besides, he was also drunk, so it was normal for something to happen.

Even if he was drunk, he couldn't stand upright. Even if he was a Golden Core cultivator, Pei Ming couldn't help worrying that something would happen to him, what would happen if he slipped down and choked on the water.

Unable to resist Jiang Yumian, he had no choice but to help people in, add water to the bathtub and heat it with flint stone.

"Go back, I'm fine." Jiang Yumian's voice was sleepy and low, and he didn't seem to be fine.

"Master, I will accompany you." Pei Ming persuaded.

Jiang Yumian was drunk, but his consciousness was still there. Seeing that Pei Ming would not leave, he stood there holding the tub and didn't move. He didn't speak, just stood there.

Pei Ming had no choice but to retreat and said, "Master, I'll wait for you outside."

There was no one else in sight, so Jiang Yumian took a break, washed his face and cleaned his teeth as usual before getting into the bathtub.

The clothes were in a mess on the screen, and Pei Ming who was outside saw it, even if he had never seen the bathing scene, based on his understanding of Jiang Yumian, even the clothes should be put neatly.

He went to the table and poured a cup of cold tea and drank it down in one gulp, barely relieving some of the dryness.

With the sound of water, he was a little restless, but he sat down calmly, and he could leave in peace only after Jiang Yumian came out.

However, after a long time, Pei Ming couldn't hear any movement. He had been waiting for a while, and finally walked into the screen irresistibly.

Jiang Yumian leaned against the barrel and closed her eyes.

Already groggy and lacking much energy, he insisted on taking a bath to soak, but the overly comfortable hot water made him gradually fall asleep.

Pei Ming shook his head secretly. Sure enough, if he hadn't been waiting here, Jiang Yumian might have slept in the water all night.

Lifting someone out of the tub is a torture-like torture.

Pei Ming hardly dared to lower his head, staring straight ahead like a puppet.

As if to cover up the ugliest thing in his heart, he had no expression on his face, using his expressionless face to cover up the evil thoughts that were about to break through the shackles.

The spiritual power moved at will, and the water stains on the two of them dried up after walking a few steps.

Jiang Yumian was put on the bed, Pei Ming tried his best to suppress distracting thoughts, and stretched out his hand to grab the brocade quilt to cover Jiang Yumian's body, only seeing a piece of white in the corner of his eye.

After finishing all this, he stood by the bed and did not move. It took him a while to wipe his face and regain his senses.

He knew he was not a gentleman, and he had done a lot of nasty things to Jiang Yumian in his previous life.

And it was precisely because of this that he dared not go to see Jiang Yumian, for fear that he could not bear it.

Pei Ming took a few deep breaths, and looked down at the sleeping person on the bed who was about to leave.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yumian moved uncomfortably. He drank wine and soaked in hot water, which made him feel hot even in his sleep. The quilt was pulled away by him, exposing his arms and half of his chest.

Jiang Yumian slept very quietly. If he hadn't seen him moving, he wouldn't have heard other sounds.

Pei Ming looked at him, unable to look away.

The tall and thin young man beside the bed slipped his Adam's apple, and the cup of cold tea he drank just now was just a drop in the bucket, and it didn't do anything, and it even made the fire even hotter.

All the pearl candles were extinguished, and the entire Yunzhe Peak was plunged into darkness.

The sky cleared and the sun came out.

There is a thick layer of snow on the ground, and the sun looks even whiter.

Jiang Yumian didn't wake up until noon. He had a headache. He raised his arm and wanted to press it, but found that he was naked.

The memory of last night was too vague for him to remember.

He is used to putting on his underwear at night, just like the pajamas in his previous life, and he rarely sleeps like this.

A body of clean clothes was placed beside the bed, and he sat up, looking at the folded clothes, lost in thought.

If he didn't let it go, then there is only one person.

Silently picked up the clothes and put them on, Jiang Yumian just took out a clean coat when there was a knock on the door.

"Master." Pei Ming shouted outside.

Jiang Yumian collected himself and said, "Come in."

The door was pushed open, and Pei Ming walked into the room with a bowl of tea, with a smile on his face like a spring breeze, seemingly very happy, and said: "Master, this is hangover tea, drinking alcohol yesterday will inevitably cause a headache. "

"Well, let's put it there first." Jiang Yumian said while putting on his coat.

After he was dressed, he walked to the table and asked casually, "You helped me in last night?"

Pei Ming looked calm, and said with a smile: "Yes, Master was drunk last night, so he had to take a bath and change clothes, but he fell asleep in the tub, so I helped Master out and put him on the bed."

He told the truth and didn't hide anything.

Moreover, his tone was too natural, as if it should be so, and there was nothing to avoid, which made Jiang Yumian, who was still a little nervous, feel that it was nothing.

They're all men, and it's a special case of being drunk, so why are they so coy and shy?

After Jiang Yumian washed up in the outside room, Pei Ming offered tea with both hands, respectfully and cautiously, and said, "Master, drink tea."

Jiang Yumian took it naturally.

Pei Ming's smile didn't fade away, and there was a different expression on the end of his eyes and eyebrows, which could be called a face full of spring.

His gaze secretly rested on Jiang Yumian's lips.

It's red but not kitsch, and I don't know how long it has been kissed, it reveals a kind of gorgeous color.

Jiang Yumian was fair again, with white lips and red lips, and a tinge of red at the end of his eyes, like a fairy who was relegated to the mortal world because of the color of spring, but he himself did not know the love of spring, so he maintained a cold and detached demeanor .

Pei Ming thought of the stealthy kiss last night, it was a feeling he would never forget no matter what.

Unlike Lanxiantai in his previous life, he could not hide his evil intentions and wantonly do obscene things to Jiang Yumian.

So I only dare to secretly kiss for a while, and dare not do anything else.

Jiang Yumian didn't know anything. After drinking tea, he rested for a while, and the headache really eased a lot.

"How is Ming'er?" He remembered that Pei Ming also drank last night.

"Still sleeping."

Pei Ming smiled and said, he had read it when he got up early, Pei Ming had never drunk alcohol before, so he slept for a long time.

"En." Jiang Yumian nodded.

He glanced at the apprentice who was smiling like a flower, and he was still very puzzled, why he was so happy again.

The last time this happened was in Taichu City, and I don't know who I met.

It was not easy for him to ask about his apprentice's privacy. Thinking of Taichu City, Jiang Yumian said, "How is Honglian going these two days?"

Pei Ming has already started to learn to help Lin Bujue take care of some disciple hall affairs, he often walks around in the sect, and knows some things better than him.

"Junior Sister Honglian should have guessed it. I heard from Yangyang that she is not in a good mood." Pei Ming replied, and then said: "I met Master Fang yesterday and said that he couldn't move his soul. As for tracing the source of the mud, whether it can be the same as ordinary people Live, don't have any clue yet."

"Master Fang said that he wants Junior Sister Honglian to stay at the Spiritual Medicine Peak for a few days, so that he can check the situation with other masters and uncles, but he doesn't know how to speak."

"It's really difficult." Jiang Yumian said.

Anyone who knows that his body is not what it used to be, that his flesh and blood is made of mud and water, will not be able to accept it.

Yu Honglian was already like this, but if the doctor at Lingyao Peak wanted to find out the secret of that body, she had to find her, so Fang Yiqing was in a dilemma.

Pei Ming added: "There's also news from Dongzhou. Duan Song hasn't been found yet, and Taichu City has been completely dismantled. I heard that most of the houses in the city were destroyed, and some people took the opportunity to make a fortune and took away a lot of things. "

"Wuding Villa has also collapsed. They are better than the people in Taichu City. They are not to the point where everyone is screaming and beating, but they are not easy. They either hide their names or avoid people."

Jiang Yumian listened, recalling the scene he saw when he went to Taichu City and Wuding Villa the other day.

Both of the two sects are magnificent and powerful, no one would have thought half a month ago that such a behemoth would be completely defeated within a day.

With the collapse of Taichu City and Wuding Villa, the East Continent's power has been rewashed. Even if the sects in other continents have no intention of intervening, they will pay close attention.

The two talked for a while in the room.

Pei Ming told Jiang Yumian all the news he had heard, and it didn't take long for him to be on duty in the Disciple Hall.

After the apprentice left, most of Jiang Yumian's hangover had subsided. He stayed in the room and was fine, so he went to Pei Ming's place to have a look.

Pei Ming was so drunk that he still hasn't woken up.

He was worried, and even checked it out, only to be relieved when he found that he was really asleep.

The mess in the yard last night had been cleaned up, and Jiang Yumian only realized now that Pei Ming's drinking capacity was astonishing, and he drank more than him before he was drunk.

Perhaps different physiques lead to different talents. Pei Ming passed out after taking a sip. The two of them are still twin brothers.

He thought about it endlessly, and went back to the room.

The pen and ink on the desk hadn't been touched for a long time, and Jiang Yumian only occasionally wrote calligraphy and painting when he was in the mood. He was not as proficient in this aspect as the exercises and moves, and it was just passable, so he wasn't very interested.

But he really likes to read some ancient books, or records of strange treasures and strange stories.

The bookshelves were full, and Jiang Yumian stood in front of the bookshelves in silence for a long time before raising his hand to take Floating Dream from the highest place.

Since he came through the book, he put the book on the shelf and never read it again.

At that time, he thought that crossing here was a rebirth, and having a fresh life, it was good to be able to survive, and he didn't want to lose his memory over and over again like the original owner.

If he came here by taking away the house, how could Jun Tianmo, who is very familiar with the original owner, not be able to see that there is a difference in his soul.

And he never made any mistakes in his fit with this body.

He was aware of this before, but he never thought about it and ignored it.

The fact that the seizure of the house was not noticed by anyone meant that he and the original owner's spirit came from the same source, and this meant that if the guess was correct, he was Jiang Yumian here, so what happened in the previous life.

Jiang Yumian slowly opened up the floating dream.

As soon as Pei Ming returned to Yunzhe Peak, he realized something was wrong. The door of Jiang Yumian's room was closed tightly, and bursts of spiritual energy came from inside.

"elder brother."

Pei Ming anxiously walked around in front of Jiang Yumian's gate, his cultivation level was not enough for Jiang Yumian, so he was helpless.

Fortunately, Jiang Yumian sealed up the room, and the aura only vibrated and surged in the room, and it would not hurt any plants or trees outside.

"Go back to your room first, don't come out if you have nothing to do." Pei Ming frowned.

Pei Ming's room was bounded to prevent Jiang Yumian's spiritual energy from leaking out and hurting him.

"Master." Pei Ming shouted.

As expected, there was no answer, and he didn't wait, and started to do it directly, intending to force his way in.

Judging by the movement, Jiang Yumian must have misused his exercises, and there are already signs of becoming obsessed.

Pei Ming couldn't figure it out, it was clear that he was fine when he left, and with Jiang Yumian's transparent mind and temperament, he fell into a state of obsession.

Jiang Yumian's cultivation base was a realm higher than his, and this barrier could not be broken at all.

The atmosphere in the room became more and more dangerous, and even gradually became weak after climbing to the top. Pei Ming's eyes were bloodshot, almost red, and he couldn't care about other things, so he used the blood sacrifice technique to rush in with serious injuries.

The eyes of the people in the room were tightly closed, and their hands on their knees were forming formulas, obviously they were practicing some kind of kung fu.

After Jiang Yumian's aura weakened, Pei Ming stepped forward to interrupt the operation of his exercises, and at the same time cast spells to protect his heart veins.

Jiang Yumian's lips kept bleeding, and his body trembled slightly, but he still couldn't wake up.

It should be haunted by the demon of the heart.

Before he collapsed, Pei Ming lowered his body, knelt on the ground on one knee, and shouted: "Master."

Jiang Yumian closed his eyes without any answer.

He raised his hand to help Jiang Yumian wipe off the blood from his lips with his sleeve, but he couldn't wipe it clean, and the blood kept spilling out.

"Master." Pei Ming's voice choked slightly, trying to wake him up.

But no matter whether it was to interrupt the operation of the exercises, or to clear his heart and remove obstacles with the pure heart technique, Jiang Yumian could not be awakened.

It seems that external force is useless.

The blood on Jiang Yumian's mouth and body was all in front of his eyes. It was so bright red that Pei Ming almost felt dizzy.

He never knew he was so afraid of blood.

The reawakening of the forgotten memories in Hanxu Dongtian was a cruel fact that he would never face in two lifetimes. The last time Jiang Yumian was covered in blood was before he died.

Stains of water kept slipping from his eyes, and his vision was blurred, but the blood red in front of his eyes never faded away.

"Master." Pei Ming choked up, but he didn't forget what he should do.

He knelt on one knee, next to Jiang Yumian's leg, and then put one hand on the back of Jiang Yumian's head and pushed them forward gently, so that their foreheads were pressed against each other.

Pei Ming wanted to probe his spiritual consciousness into the river and sea of ​​sleep consciousness, but he was attacked.

This is the method of self-protection that every monk will have in his subconscious mind. The sea of ​​consciousness is the most secret place for monks. Once it is invaded, it is very likely that others will dominate their thinking and become a puppet, so it is natural for all foreign things aggressive.

Having suffered many tortures and sufferings in his previous life, Pei Ming's mind became more tenacious, and he endured the extreme pain of being attacked on his spiritual sense without giving in.