I want it all

"Is it this fan?" Shen Feiyun was stunned for a moment, then regained his senses, and casually pulled out the paper fan pinned to his waist.

Su Lang's breathing has always been steady. Even in the moment of stiffness before, his breathing was as steady as the surface of windless water, but at this moment there was a slight fluctuation.

He lowered his eyes quietly, glanced at the paper fan in Shen Feiyun's hand, and nodded silently.

"Your breathing is controlled very skillfully," Shen Feiyun said thoughtfully, "When I heal you, it happens to be the speed that is most conducive to recovery."

"Brother Lu's advice, Ah Qi never dares to forget it." Su Lang was tight-lipped, and used a simple sentence to evade his own martial arts mentality to Lu Qingdong.

Shen Feiyun didn't seem to be suspicious, stretched out his left hand to hold Su Lang's waist, pulled him away from his lap, and said with a smile: "I think it's better to sit on the fox blanket and chat happily, my legs will eventually It's a bit too personable."

Shen Feiyun's words were just making fun of Su Lang.

It's just that Shen Feiyun is happy to find someone, and his words are personable and just right.The shining white candlelight fell on his face, making him look like a hot spring, full of affection.It was clearly a sharp appearance like a blade, but it was forcibly reduced by that soft expression, leaving only a handsome face like warm jade.

Su Lang leaned against the board and sighed silently.

Shen Feiyun was amazed by it, and teased: "So you also have the temper of a living person."

Hearing this, Su Lang lowered his eyelids by a third, raised them half a fraction, touched Shen Feiyun's face for a moment, and then slowly withdrew them.

"I'm not a dead person, but I have the temper of a living person, is that surprising?"

Su Lang said expressionlessly.

The ponytail he combed earlier fell listlessly on his right shoulder and back, and spread all over the floor.

Shen Feiyun chuckled, picked up a pillow from the soft bench behind the carriage, picked up the hair from Su Lang's back, and stuffed it behind the other's waist.

"It's not surprising," Shen Feiyun said, "It's just that you were submissive and cautious in your words before, and you were afraid of not showing your beauty to the public. I still thought you lived to please others and left your own happiness behind."

Su Lang didn't think it was disobedient, and finally showed his first smile of the day, and cursed softly: "I thought you were a libertine who pleases people, but you are also a sharp-tongued mean person."

"That's great." Shen Feiyun looked at Su Lang intently, and after a long while, spit out two words.

Shen Feiyun only thought that Su Lang laughed very well, but it was hard to describe what was so good about it.

Maybe it's not about the surface, nor about the bones, but about the sporadic charm.Just like before, in the afterglow of the waning fire, Su Lang unconsciously poured out his grief, which made Shen Feiyun's heart move for a moment.

It's a pity that Su Lang's smile was like ripples, with a long aftertaste, but the initial sound dissipated very quickly.He had already closed his eyes and leaned against the goose feather pillow, looking drowsy.

Shen Feiyun looked at it for a moment, then picked up his sleeve, and carefully wiped the sweat off Su Lang's face.

"Thank you." Su Lang moved his lips, and his voice had regained some strength.

During Shen Feiyun's movements, the remaining fine beads of sweat suddenly accumulated in one place, slipped from the eyebrows, along the bridge of the nose, rolled over the lips, rushed to the chin and neck, and slipped into Shen Feiyun's lake blue robe.

Since Su Lang's light yellow robe was torn apart by Shen Feiyun, Shen Feiyun gave Su Lang his ice silkworm blue robe as a gift for him to cover his body.

Shen Feiyun was one punch taller than Su Lang, or Lu Yueran, so the cloak wrapped Su Lang tightly and airtightly, with a bit of abstinence.

And that strand of sweat broke through the line of defense and fell into Su Lang's chest, showing an indescribable emotion.

Shen Feiyun didn't care about it, and wiped off the remaining sweat on Su Lang's face.Then, he leaned over to Su Lang's ear, and whispered: "Do you know that before coming, the landlord Lu told me that there is a red mole on the left side of the seventh son's collarbone?"

Su Lang opened his eyes suddenly, and his breathing became short for a moment.

Shen Feiyun raised his right hand, and the middle finger happened to land on Su Lang's left collarbone. He asked, "Seventh Young Master, where is your red mole?"

"At the back." Su Lang let out a breath and said calmly.

After he finished speaking, he turned slightly sideways, and deviated himself from Shen Feiyun's confinement.

"Then I think I've misremembered." Shen Feiyun smiled, "I have always had a poor memory, but what the Seventh Young Master said to me tonight, Mr. Shen must have remembered it verbatim. Seventh Young Master doesn't have to worry about this. .”

These few words of Shen Feiyun were to give Su Lang a comfort after testing Su Lang - Shen Feiyun would never forget the fact that Su Lang begged Shen Feiyun to bury Qiu Shenyan.

In just a few words, Su Lang's drowsiness disappeared, and he became more wary of Shen Feiyun.

He originally believed to some extent that Shen Feiyun was a master sent by Lu Qingdong, so even if he didn't completely trust him, he still had a good impression of Shen Feiyun.In addition, Shen Feiyun was willing to heal his injuries, he was grateful in his heart, and his doubts were a little less.

But Shen Feiyun's questioning and probing was quite leisurely like a cat teasing a mouse, which made Su Lang very annoyed.

"Don't really fall asleep." Shen Feiyun patted Su Lang's intact right shoulder and told him with a smile.

After finishing speaking, Shen Feiyun stood up slowly, bent over and lifted the curtain.

A ray of dim moonlight passed through Shen Feiyun's shoulder and landed on Su Lang's cheek.

Su Lang lowered his eyes and looked towards his left cheek, but he didn't look at anything.He looked at Shen Feiyun again, only to see the hem of the other party's dress passing by the door frame, and his handsome back disappeared from his eyes.

Su Lang is the proud disciple of City Lord Liuxiu, so he has been trained to be vigilant in critical moments to avoid accidents in his sleep.

Tonight is a special case.

Su Lang was transplanted with Emotional Gu, but failed to gouging out the flesh and removing the Gu, and he was sweating profusely and extremely weak just after treatment, so he almost fell into a coma.

In this way, Su Lang couldn't sleep anymore.

On the other side, after Shen Feiyun bid farewell to Su Lang in a unique way, he went into the dense forest and returned to the cave.

He walked very fast alone, on the top of the ancient tree, he was really like a bird that has lived in the mountains for a long time, and rushed to the foot of the Canglang Peak in three or two strokes.

The firewood in the cave has been burned out, but the remaining fireworks have not dissipated.

Shen Feiyun pulled it twice, gathered a few new branches of dead wood, and blew on the fire, finally lit the wet firewood with the dead leaves.

The not very bright fire light was enough for him to see the situation inside the cave clearly.

The first thing Shen Feiyun saw was not Qiu Shenyan in the corner, but a white jade hairpin at his feet.

"This is an old thing." Shen Feiyun smiled slightly, "The master wants to come here to cherish the past, but why did he throw it here casually?"

Shen Fei thought about it for a while, and put the jade hairpin into his arms.After finishing all this, he looked around, walked to the firewood and haystack by the wall, and held the stiff Qiu Shenyan on his shoulder.

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Three days later, a young man in a crescent white silk shirt was riding a cart pulled by a donkey towards the dangerous peak at the end of the mountain.

On the road day and night, the man looked a little haggard, with stubble on his face, dusty, but he had a relaxed and unrestrained demeanor.

The donkey cart kept bumping and bumping on the mountain road, and the dead body lying on the cart bumped into the wooden frame at a bend.

The man in the blue shirt didn't even look back, and sang carefreely on the winding mountain road: "The dew on the scallion, He Yixi. The dew will fall again in the Ming Dynasty, and when a person dies, when will he return."

His voice was loud and clear, and he sang an elegy so transparently that the lingering sound echoed in the mountains for a long time.

It turned out that Shen Feiyun was entrusted by Su Lang to bring the dead Qiu Shenyan back to Zuichun Tower.

Zuichun Tower is located in the southeast of Qingzhou, at the end of Qingmo Mountain.The Qingmo Mountains are undulating, running across the two states, and then going southeast along the flowing water, is Xuzhou.

Qingmowei peak is named Shutong, with towering ancient trees, Lingling mountains and rivers along the way, chirping birds, and beautiful scenery.

Three days ago, Shen Feiyun ran with Qiu Shenyan on his back in the middle of the night. At dawn, he stopped a passing passerby on the small road, exchanged a car for money, and then drove to Shutong Peak.

Qiu Shenyan on the car board rolled his eyes, his body was already covered with dead spots, thanks to Shen Feiyun's spray of rot-killing powder, there was no unpleasant smell.

Shutong Peak is precipitous and steep, but the Lu family has built winding trails so that future visitors will not be turned away.

Halfway up the mountain, the dirt road turned into bluestone steps, and the donkey cart could no longer enter, so Shen Feiyun had no choice but to get out of the cart, picked up Qiu Shenyan, and went to the top of the mountain.

When we approached the top of the mountain, we saw that the bluestone slabs stopped rising and were flattened to the end of the bamboo forest.

Shen Feiyun listened attentively, and could hear a few words and faint laughter coming from the Zuichun Tower.

"Okay," Shen Feiyun said with a smile on his face, "I've worked so hard to carry your dead people on my shoulders, you're so lucky, you're actually happy and at ease!"

Thinking this way, he walked into the bamboo forest.

At the end of the bamboo forest is a stone gate more than ten feet high, with shorter stone walls on both sides.

Shen Feiyun stood outside the door and shouted loudly: "Shen Er is visiting, ask Lu Qingdong to open the door for me."

The gate was slowly pushed open, and the man in brown clothes who guarded the gate greeted Shen Feiyun with a smile: "Young Master Shen!"

"Is this one of yours?" Shen Feiyun carefully placed Qiu Shenyan on the ground, "Uncle Shen, go and call Lu Qingdong, I have something to ask him."

Uncle Shen's face was livid, he nodded, he only said "wait a moment", and ran in quickly.

In less than a moment, Lu Qingdong led several people to the bottom of the stone gate.

"Shen Er." Lu Qingdong nodded, his expression somber.He simply greeted Shen Feiyun, then knelt down to check on Qiu Shenyan's situation.

"It's been three days since he died." Shen Feiyun explained, "He died under the Canglang Peak. When I took him away, his body was still warm."

Lu Qingdong first rolled Qiu Shenyan's eyelids, and then opened his mouth.

"Enough." Shen Feiyun bent down and stopped Lu Qingdong's hand, "He had a sword wound on his body, the wound was deep and long, but he didn't die from external injuries, he died from internal poison."

Lu Qingdong nodded, and waved for someone to move Qiu Shenyan to the mourning hall.

Three or four big men carried the burden together and carried the corpse to the back mountain.

"Thank you." Lu Qingdong followed behind, and then looked at Shen Feiyun beside him, and said gratefully.

"You don't have to thank me, it's just a small favor." Shen Feiyun said casually, "But although I know the cause of Qiu Shenyan's death, I don't know what happened before and after his death. There are probably two people who understand the whole thing."

"Who?" Lu Qingdong asked.

Shen Feiyun couldn't help but shook his head and said, "One of them is Lu Yueran, Mr. Lu, I don't know where Mr. Lu is now, can I see you?"