Only senior brother is amazing

The old man caressed the frame and his voice trembled slightly: "Mermaid skin, this is the top skin material for puppetry. A knight is really willing to spend all his money, and there are dragon scale stones... What do you want dragon scale stones for? This thing It's not easy to do."

He Bei explained lightly: "Be a pupil."

The old man was speechless for a moment, and then said: "Dragon scale stones are used as pupils? A chivalrous man is really not so rich."

"The thousand-year-old secluded wood, the top-grade liquid gold, one set of golden soul threads, two sets of silver soul threads, and three thousand sets of copper soul threads... Knight, are you serious? Three thousand soul threads Silk, what if you want to form a puppet army? This old man dares to claim that he has the most rare goods in the inland of Zhongzhou, but he can’t find such soul silk for you.”

He Bei straightened the mask on the head frame, and said, "We will have a long-term cooperative relationship in the future. Three thousand copper soul threads are just a waste of time for you, and I will wait for you."

Faced with the boy's unreasonable trust, the old man said helplessly: "I told you in advance that you want too many things, and I can't guarantee whether I can give you all of them."

He Beidao: "It doesn't matter, I want as many as I have. First prepare the gold and silver soul threads, and the copper soul is not in a hurry for now."

In the last life, He Bei was a frequent customer of this paper figurine shop.The owner of this paper figurine shop has the supply ability, and he knows it well.

The old man snorted twice: "You want so many things, what if the old man has all the goods for you and you run away? Dare I ask the name of the knight?"

He Bei smiled and said, "The envoy of the Salted Fish Sect in Qingjia Mountain, Wujiang, returns."

He is a returning human, returning from hell, dreaming about the rivers and lakes again.

The old man said: "Meet you in the next leaf."

He Bei naturally knew what his name was. In his last life, he tied Ye Yu back to Qingjia Mountain, locked him in a small black room every day, and asked him to make puppets, mechs and all kinds of weird gadgets for him.

He Beidao: "Uncle Ye, then it's settled. I need to hurry up the Golden Soul Puppet. It's best to finish it within half a month. As for the shape, I will decide."

The old man raised his eyes and looked at him: "If you are in a hurry, you have to pay more."

"Uncle Ye really doesn't want to suffer." He Bei smiled slightly, took off a misty blue jade pendant from his belt, placed it in front of the old man, and asked, "Is that enough? I'll pick it up in ten days."

He Bei spent a lot of money, but in fact, at this time, except for the piece of Phoenix Jade that can be used as a card face, his entire net worth can't even buy a scrap of soul silk.

But don't worry, won't you have [-] gold in three days?

Ye Yu checked the quality of the jade pendant: "Okay, the chivalrous men will bring five thousand gold to pick up the goods in one month."

"Well, in the Xiangxiang certificate. Not a single point will be lost."

"As for the appearance of the golden soul puppet, I will bring someone here another day, and you can do it just like the two of us. The eyebrows and eyes should be like him, and the nose and mouth should be like mine. Then you have to pretend that you don't know me .”

He Bei's small calculations are meticulous.The golden soul puppet follows him like a shadow, he is here to be treated like a cub, his cubs must be like him, and also like him.

After He Bei left, Ye Yu found a red string and put on the warm Phoenix Jade in his hand.Wear it around your neck.Ye Yu's exposed half of his neck was as white and smooth as jade snow, in sharp contrast to the wrinkles and ravines on his face.

He whispered to himself: "Qingjia Mountain Salted Fish Pie? Belonging to others. Interesting."

After returning to the City Lord's Mansion, He Bei took a detour to a remote place in the City Lord's Mansion to practice swordsmanship.He has just entered the fourth level of swordsmanship and needs to practice diligently.Fortunately, with the help of Bai Zishards, his progress was rapid.

But this is not enough.The rivers and lakes are changing rapidly, and the strong emerge in large numbers.There is no shortage of him at all, all he has to do is keep chasing forward in order to protect the one he loves.

At some point, a green bamboo figure stood in the distance, stopping to watch He Bei practice his sword.

Xie Juan's eyes were full of He Bei's red figure, he thought to himself that his little junior brother had changed a lot recently, he said he wanted to practice his sword well, but he really put a lot of action into it.In other aspects, he is much more obedient. It is about the transitional rebellious period, and he is beginning to know and understand.

Xie Juan suddenly remembered that when he passed by the tea room in Taoyao Pavilion just now, he heard that He An had an idea to take He Bei back to Ningku City.He An is the lord of Ningku City, and Ningku City has become more peaceful these years, so it is not surprising that he wants to take He Bei by his side to take care of him.For He Bei, the living conditions in Ningkucheng are much better than those in Fengyu Jianzhuang, not to mention that he practices the Ten Absolute Swordsmanship, and having He An by his side to guide him is more helpful for his martial arts improvement.

Xie Juan thought that when He Bei was a child, he often complained that his father was not around and did not take him to enjoy the blessings, and now he can get his wish.

Although he, as a senior brother, was reluctant to part with him, he was really happy for him.

The sky did not know when a few dark clouds floated in, and suddenly it was gray, the wind became cool and sharp, the leaves rustled, and the sky was fluttering in disorder, suddenly becoming a bleak scene.

Xie Juan's eyes were a little cold.

Until the scattered light rain fell, he still stood there motionless, not knowing what he was thinking in a daze.

Until his wrist became hot, and it was tightly held by the young man who suddenly appeared beside him.The boy's palm was scorching hot, as if it was about to soak in his blood.

He Bei bowed his head and whispered in Xie Juan's ear, "Brother, it's raining."

The rain was falling more and more intensively, beating on the skirt of the clothes.Holding the sword in his right hand and Xie Juan in his left hand, He Bei ran towards the pavilion not far away where he could shelter from the rain.

After running to the gazebo, He Bei looked at the water stains on Xie Juan's body, and said, "Senior brother, you don't even know how to run when it's raining."

Xie Juan shook his head and said lightly, "It's okay."

"Why is it okay? Be careful of the wind and cold." He Bei took off his outer robe as he spoke.

Xie Juan felt hot, and He Bei's robe was already on his body. The young man in front of him was very close to him, and he was slowly pulling the robe towards him. The other party's slender jade fingers were fastening the clothes on his chest. bring.

His body was completely covered by the boy's scent.Like that night, it's easy to get distracted by the smell.

"You gave me your clothes, what do you do? Brother is not so fragile." Xie Juan raised his eyes to meet He Bei's eyes full of soft starlight, and wanted to untie the belt he just tied with his hands.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, one of his fingers was suddenly grabbed by He Bei.Xie Juan froze, and his eyes widened.It was originally an ordinary physical contact, but it made him slightly at a loss.

"Brother, I just practiced swordsmanship, and I'm sweating all over. It's not cold at all." He Bei held Xie Juan's finger as if he didn't know it, and his slightly refined eyes seemed to be appreciating a painting.

Xie Juan pulled his fingers out of He Bei's hand bit by bit.He quickly avoided the other party's gaze and looked up at the gray sky.Said: "It looks like a shower, maybe it will stop after a while."

"Yes, Senior Brother." He Bei's body took another step forward, as if in the next second, his chest was about to touch his chest, his breaths were intertwined, and the air became narrow.

He Bei asked Xie Juan: "Is it cold? Wait for me here, I'll go get the umbrella."

Facing He Bei's approach, Xie Juan instinctively took a step back.He suddenly thought that the rain would stop as soon as possible, so that he would not have to wear his clothes.He was worried that the other party would catch the cold too.Moreover, he doesn't seem to be used to being so close to He Bei.

"It's not cold. Let's go back together. You'll catch a cold if you go back and forth like this." Xie Juan's attitude was not very good, and he didn't look very happy.He tried his best to mold himself into a piece of ice, as if this way the boy would not get too close to him.

"wait for me."

After all, He Bei threw himself into the rain alone.

Xie Juan can vaguely feel that He Bei cares about him more and more these days, and these cares turn into a little bit of warmth, clustered in his heart.

After a while, a figure holding an umbrella came towards him in the rain.

"Fuyi." It was Lu Xingze.

Lu Xingze's blue figure approached slowly, holding an apricot-yellow oil-paper umbrella.

"You're wearing clothes that look like Hanchuan, what about others?" Lu Xingze looked down at Xie Juan.

Xie Juan said: "Uncle Master, Han Chuan went to get an umbrella."

Lu Xingze's face changed slightly: "This kid still knows how to take care of his brother. It's not easy."

"Uncle, where are you going?" Xie Juan saw that Lu Xingze's route was not heading towards him, but changed direction after seeing him.

"Come out for a walk." Lu Xingze looked at the water mist gradually rising around him, and everything in his vision became blurred.

He likes watching the rain the most, but he happened to meet Xie Juan.

Lu Xingze and Xie Juan chatted casually in the pavilion, waiting for He Bei.

"Brother!"

When he was young, his voice pierced through the rain and ran into the ears of the two of them before they were in front of them.

He Bei held his umbrella and ran over in a hurry, stepping on sprays of water in his black boots.

"You only have your senior brother in your eyes." Lu Xingze's smile narrowed.

"Master Uncle, why are you here?" He Bei was covered in a layer of cold air, his lips turned white from the cold.

Lu Xingze shook off the water stains on the umbrella surface: "I'll come out and see which little unlucky bastard doesn't have an umbrella."

"Why don't you come back with a change of clothes?" Xie Juan said with a bit of blame.As he said that, he was going to untie the one that was on him.

He Bei quickly stopped him; "You've covered yourself with heat, and when you take off the cold, you're more likely to catch the wind and cold."

"Okay, wear mine." With that said, Lu Xingze took off his cloak and threw it on He Bei.

"Master, you are so kind." He Bei smiled and took the cloak, and draped it on himself indiscriminately.Lu Xingze is the most knowledgeable person in Jianzhuang, even the cloak is permeated with a faint medicinal fragrance.

"I know I'm fine." Lu Xingze's eyes were covered with mist, and his expression was reduced a bit.

He Bei's eyes turned to Xie Juan who was wearing red clothes, he was stunned for a while, and said: "Senior brother, you look so good in red."

Just a drop of cold rain fell on Xie Juan's forehead, it was a little cold.He flicked his fingertips, glanced back at He Bei, and smiled slightly, like the epiphyllum blooming in the new rain on the empty mountain, or a bunch of red plums in the plain snow, all of a sudden brilliant.

This scene, He Bei engraved it on his heart.

Lu Xingze propped up the umbrella again, and stepped out of the pavilion with half a foot: "Are you going to praise each of us today? Tell me, what are your plans.

He Bei smiled flatly: "What can I plan?"

He Bei deliberately brought only one umbrella, he wanted to squeeze under the same umbrella with Xie Juan so that they could get closer.

Under the drizzle, the two followed Lu Xingze out of the pavilion side by side.The umbrella was supported by He Bei, and he always paid attention to whether the umbrella could completely cover Xie Juan's body.

Xie Juan saw that He Bei's shoulders were getting wet, so he took the initiative to get closer to him.

Xie Juan's active approach made He Bei feel a little complacent.

Just taking advantage of the heavy rain, he was able to walk side by side so close to him, so close that when he looked back, he could see each other clearly and feel his breath and smell.If it wasn't for the heavy rain, maybe Xie Juan would be able to hear his heartbeat getting stronger and stronger if he got closer.

He Bei suddenly thought of his last life, when Xie Juan shared an umbrella with others, he could go mad with jealousy.Opening an umbrella together seems to him such an intimate act.He couldn't see it, couldn't bear it, it was so completely selfish.

He Bei in this life has already seen his own intentions clearly, and his possessiveness will only grow stronger.He Bei didn't know why he endured it for ten years in his last life before taking Xie Juan as his own.He fell in love with Xie Juan as soon as he kissed him on the punishment platform, but he didn't realize it at that time.

In the last life, Jianzhuang was destroyed.After he became disabled, he was confined to a wheelchair for a whole year.As the last survivors of Jianzhuang, he and Xie Juan lived under the fence in Beifu Temple.

When he saw Xie Juan walking side by side with that person, he was so angry that he wanted to kill him immediately, but he didn't have the ability at the time, so he could only vent all his dissatisfaction on Xie Juan, withholding the details of the past, Make yourself crazier.

"You make soufflé for him? It's my favorite."

"You smile at him. It's been a long time since you smiled at me."

"Where did you go last night? Do you know that I suffered all night and no one changed my medicine!"

"You gave him my hairpin as a gift? Go to hell, Xie Fuyi, I feel sick to have someone like you as my senior brother."

Thinking of this, He Bei was so dazed, his eyes lost focus, and the pain as if his soul was being torn apart made him fall into a state of numbness and trance. He suddenly grabbed Xie Juan's shoulder, and his fingertips sank into the other's flesh Xie Juan suddenly frowned in pain.

He Bei's eyes were shattered, and his whole body was as dim as if it had been wiped out by the rain: "Xie Fuyi, you are not allowed to smile at him."

"To whom?" Xie Juan looked bewilderedly at the suddenly distraught young man in front of him.

There was a trail of thin red at the end of He Bei's eyes, and mist and water vapor floated in his eyes.His forehead was covered by Xie Juan's cold palm, and he came back to his senses at this time.

He tried to calm down his emotions: "Brother, it's nothing."

"Your face is a little red, don't be afraid that you are sick." Xie Juan held He Bei's arm and quickened his pace.

"Really." He Bei didn't seem to be completely detached from that state.

"Brother, I'm fine." He Bei didn't want Xie Juan to worry.

Xie Juan looked down at the mud splashed on his toes: "Go back and drink some hot water."

Coincidentally, when Xie Juan and He Bei walked to the door of the room, the rain suddenly stopped.

They went back to their respective houses.

He Bei took a bath, changed into clean underwear, wrapped himself in the quilt tightly and slept for a while.

After waking up, he found that Xie Juan was sitting on the table not far from his bed, reading a book.He sat up in a daze, and greeted Xie Juan.

Seeing him wake up, Xie Juan put down the book in his hand, got up and walked in front of He Bei, raised his hand and touched his forehead, his eyes softened: "Fortunately, it's not hot."

"Wait here." Xie Juan said, turned and left the room.

When he was young, he walked in with a steaming porcelain bowl.

"Drink, ginger soup, to drive away the cold." Xie Juan handed over the porcelain bowl, He Bei took it in his hand, raised his head slightly and smiled at Xie Juan.

He Bei asked: "Brother, did you make it for me?"

Xie Juan explained: "I also sent a bowl to my uncle."

He Bei took a sip, and his stomach felt warm immediately.

"Did you have a nightmare just now?" Xie Juan asked.

He Bei couldn't remember clearly, and scratched his head: "Maybe."

Xie Juan remembered that when He Beibei was just asleep, he frowned and looked pained.Her body curled up into a ball, her hands clutched the quilt tightly, and she shouted: "Brother, don't go."

Xie Juan was still the same as when he was a child, gently approaching his pillow, and slowly patting his back with the palm of his hand.He Bei's expression eased when he smelled the familiar smell around him in his sleep.

Xie Juan was used to seeing the smiling face of the young man on weekdays, but seeing his abnormal emotions again and again, it was inevitable that he would be worried.

"Do you have something on your mind?" Xie Juan found it difficult to ask, but he still managed to ask.

"I can have anything on my mind. My mind is nothing more than when my father will give me more pocket money." He Bei licked the tea stains on his lips.

Xie Juan saw that his expression had returned to normal, so he didn't ask any more questions.

He remembered that when He Bei was sent to Jianzhuang by He An when he was a child, he had nightmares every night and cried at night.In order to coax this little junior brother well, he simply slept with him every day, cuddling him in his arms, and telling stories before going to bed.

Master told him that the name that people subconsciously yell out when they have nightmares is the person he cares about most in life, and he remembered the sentence He Bei yelled, senior brother.In this way, Xie Juan felt that his senior brother had a heavier burden, and he didn't want to disappoint He Bei's friendship with him.

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