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The twilight is falling, the sunset glows in the sky, Fang Yanxiao has set up the dinner, but before Feng Mei comes back, she is about to go out to have a look, but she sees his figure at the gate of the courtyard.

Smiling knowingly, she hurried forward to greet him, not noticing his heavy figure.

"Shenjun. Where did you go? You came back so late." She complained pretending to be dissatisfied.Feng Mei paused, straightened her thoughts, raised her eyes to look at her, and said in a calm tone: "Oh, you're back, aren't you?"

Fang Yanxiao pursed her lips, couldn't help but glanced at him, and found that his hands were empty, she was a little disappointed and said: "You lied to me."

One sentence made Feng Mei panic, and suddenly remembered the conversation with Luo Qingchen in the afternoon:

Luo Qingchen chuckled: "Shenjun, don't refuse in a hurry, I sincerely want to make a deal with you."

"...Although killing someone with a borrowed knife doesn't sound good, it's the best way to get rid of the relationship for the gods. If you trust us, I can guarantee that these things will not affect you at all until the end. From then on, Tongjiang will be peaceful forever. , Xuan Nu and the others will not make trouble, you and her will stay together forever in this world, wouldn't it be perfect?"

Feng Mei's face darkened: "Why should I trust you?"

Luo Qingchen said cunningly: "Because you can only trust me now. God, don't hesitate any longer at this time, and decide when you want to. Speaking of it, I have worked with Fang Yueshi for many years, and I understand her temperament, although She doesn't say anything on the surface, but she cares about her little brother very much in her heart. If she knows the truth that you are hiding from her and you want to get rid of Qi Zhong and then quickly, do you think she will first understand your painstaking efforts, or blame yourself? , feel uneasy, and even turn against you..."

"Enough! Shut up!"

Taking a full view of his panic, Luo Qingchen clicked to the end, his confidence suddenly increased, and he stood aside silently, waiting for Feng Mei's compromise.

After a long time, he sighed helplessly, "What do you want me to do?"

Luo Qingchen gave Xi Yan a wink, and presented the medical book to Feng Mei, with a scheming and triumphant smile on his face: "The gods have been looking for these medical books for a long time. Before, Li Yuanxie's secret agent stole them from the mortal world , but there is a record about the sealing of consciousness, which was excerpted by Nv Jiuyousu herself, please read it."

Feng Mei flipped through it casually, she confirmed it, and felt a little relieved, she was too late to get Qi before, but she couldn't do anything about it, it was because of the loss of these medical books that she dared not act rashly, otherwise, for these mortals, changing a little at every turn would be catastrophe.

"...Hmph, I guessed it earlier in the secret room, it must have been stolen by you."

Feng Mei flicked her sleeves angrily, and turned sideways to him.

Luo Qingchen didn't deny it, and made an inch of it: "I have shown my sincerity, and it depends on Shenjun's next wish."

"What do you want?"

"It's very simple, the gods have the protection of the gods, so it's not difficult for you to forge two golden letters from the gods, right?" Luo Qingchen pointed out his purpose and spoke forcefully.

Feng Mei was faintly angry: "The Heavenly Realm has its rules. Do you know how much risk I will take if I agree to your request, and what kind of punishment will I be punished? You are really whimsical, and if you dare to say such an idea, you deserve it? "

Before even knowing what miraculous content he wanted to forge, Feng Mei was eager to refuse, Xi Yan's face darkened, feeling that there was no point.Luo Qingchen was not annoyed, he stroked the folding fan lightly, with a calm expression on his face.

"Of course I don't deserve it, but she deserves it. No matter how bad it is, the lives of so many people in Tongjiang deserve to be taken care of by the gods. After all, isn't the result of failing to do things right before your eyes?"

"You! You, find, die..."

Unexpectedly, he dared to be so provocative, Feng Mei wanted to teach him a lesson.

But Luo Qingchen said bluntly: "Emissary Fang Yue once owed me so many favors, do gods want revenge for their kindness?"

Feng Mei suddenly slumped, and after calming down, she stepped back and compromised.

"it is good."

After a long time, this helpless response heavily weighed down all the plans for the ending.

……

"Hey, my lord? My lord, what's the matter with you?"

Fang Yanxiao fell into a daze when she saw him coming suddenly, she was inexplicably surprised and shook Feng Mei several times.

"Ah?" Feng Mei came to her senses, facing the person in front of her, she felt guilty against her will, and pretended to be calm, "I...what did I lie to you?"

Seeing his nervous look, Fang Yanxiao couldn't help covering her mouth and snickering: "Before you went out, you said you would bring me a pomegranate. Where's the fruit basket?"

It turned out that it was because of this that Feng Mei relaxed, calmed down, and lied calmly: "On the way back, I accidentally fell, and the fruit basket fell into the grass. I searched for a long time, but couldn't find it..."

"Ah. How did you do it? Where did it fall? Come here and let me have a look."

Convinced of this, Fang Yanxiao hurriedly stepped forward and pulled his sleeves, and cleaned them carefully, but there was no trace of dirt, her mind suddenly sank.

Feng Mei didn't wait for her to notice, and argued, "It's all right. The ashes are all cleaned up. As for pomegranates, I'll go to the street to buy them another day, okay?"

"Oh... then, let's have dinner first."

Fang Yanxiao stopped thinking about it and changed the topic.

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In the deep dusk, the distant bells of the ancient temple echoed in the valley, melodiously going away.

Qi Zhong stood by the mountain stream with his hands behind his back, looking at the twilight with a complicated mind.

He lived in this ancient temple for less than half a month, but he never saw Mu Yun again. Now that he received the spiritual message from Min Zhi, his tone was extremely anxious. What kind of killing order issued by a miracle, what kind of alliance of hundreds of families, will come The news of the siege of Jiugai Mountain at the end of the month and other such news made Qi Zhong very tired, he didn't want to take care of these things anymore, but there were only ten days left in the [-]-day deadline.

If he doesn't leave, this place will not allow his existence.

The elixir has been taken long ago, and his eyes have started to lose his sight intermittently in the past few days. Sometimes he looks for the way, and when he finds it, he can't see at all.Afraid that he would procrastinate any longer, before he left, he would not be able to see that person for the last time, Qi finally made a secret decision in his heart, and was going to put all his eggs in one basket tonight.

He passed the main hall, it was late at dusk, and the room was very dark, only the golden Buddha statues were brightly lit, and his eyes fell on the red candles under the prayer flags, all of a sudden, they were all lit up with bright yellow flames, illuminating the surroundings clear.

The little monk, who was still looking for the fire book, was frightened all of a sudden, looked at the person who came, with a nervous face, and was dragged away from the hall in a hurry.

Qi Zhong didn't pay attention to their opinions, just hide if you like, and he didn't come to find them.

When the two young disciples left, they looked back strangely, and found that he suddenly knelt down to worship, folded his hands, closed his eyes devoutly, and murmured a wish.

Can't help being surprised, in their hearts, Qi Zhong is not a person who worships Buddha, these days he lives in an ancient temple, he either takes the fruit on the altar to quench his thirst, or sleeps under the altar, or wanders around the temple bored... Quiet and silent, his demeanor was not pleasant at all.The big guys avoided him and couldn't drive him away. Gradually, they got used to Qi Zhong's existence.

Seeing that he was praying to Buddha now, his posture was still very standard, and his etiquette was very thorough. I don't know how long he had been secretly learning, the two of them felt a little strange, whispered to each other, and then quietly backed away.

In the flowers and trees outside the Buddhist hall, the sound of insects chirped.

Qi Zhong pleaded in awe, "I don't want anything else in this life, I only hope that he can escape from the world of mortals and the sea of ​​suffering, no love and hatred will add to him, and kindness and righteousness will bind his heart..."

The sky outside is the real curtain call. In the small puddle, there are still a few frogs hiding under the lotus, croaking a few times.

Qi Mo kowtowed three times, Li Cheng got up.

Before leaving, he glanced at the Buddha statue again, and said, "If you don't make a sound, I'll take it as your acquiescence."

On the night of the full moon, on the old trees in the ancient temple, there was a long flute sound, echoing in the wilderness.

Mu Yun walked very lightly, and stopped not far away, seeing his thin and lonely back, leaning on a branch, blocking the brilliance of the full moon.

I thought that I would not be able to see that person again until dawn, but at the moment when the world suddenly became quiet, Qi Zhong opened his eyes that were originally closed in joy, and intuitively turned his head to look back at the familiar face.

The longing heart was soothed at this moment, Qi Zhong lost his voice for a while, finally caught his voice, and said excitedly: "You are here!"

Time passed quietly, and the world was still quiet.

Mu Yun didn't answer him, his long hair was loose, his head was lowered, his hands were clasped together, as if he had nothing to say to him.

Being hit hard by such an indifferent reaction, the smile on his lips gradually faded, Qi finally turned down the tree unwillingly, walked towards Mu Yun step by step, and asked heartbrokenly, "Why didn't you speak again?"

"..."

Qi Zhong turned sideways and smiled wryly for a moment, and at that moment when no one was paying attention, he shook off two bursting tears.

His voice became even more choked: "You hate me that much?"

"Friends..."

After a long time, Qi finally heard a familiar shout in disbelief.

Surprised, he turned his eyes slightly sideways, and while watching Mu Yun, he happened to catch a glimpse of clusters of epiphyllum blooming one after another in the ancient temple, white and fragile.

Those delicate little white flowers were hiding in the corner behind Mu Yun. When he came, they shamelessly greeted the cold moonlight, making them even more poignant and pity.

When the petals of the flowers meet, the reflected soft light hits Mu Yun's dark red robe, and the whole person is covered with a soft and fairy-like brilliance...

At this time, Mu Yun also raised his eyes and stared at him calmly, coldly and alienated: "It's more dewy, please go back."

I was absent-minded for a while, waiting for a word to drive away the guests.Qi Zhong swallowed his throat, and the palms behind him were clenched tighter and tighter, with unwillingness and resentment in his heart.

I saw his bright red eyes, gloomy eyes, looking straight at that person's flawless face.

When the evening breeze picked up, he raised strands of long hair around his ears to cover his eyes, Mu Yun blinked reflexively, and when he stared again, he saw Qi Zhong's eyes were slightly red, as if he was silently questioning him with his eyes.

He sighed helplessly in his heart, and was about to speak out to enlighten him, but the man in front of him suddenly rushed over and hugged his waist tightly, the strength of the shackles was beyond his surprise.

Mu Yun, who hadn't reacted yet, blinked in shock, and Qi Zhong's next reaction broke all his rules.

Caught off guard, repeated softness came from his lips, which made him suffocate for a moment and missed half a beat of his heart.

Mu Yun really didn't expect that Qi Zhong would rush up to kiss him directly.

After closing his eyes for a moment, he consciously struggled to push Qi Zhong away, but he didn't realize how much leeway he had left in the strength of his palm.

He was annoyed, and the moment he frowned and looked down, he bumped into Qi Zhong's tearful eyes, filled with moonlight, looking back at him affectionately and without regret.

At a glance.

Just that one glance captured his entire soul.

At that moment, all the defenses in Mu Yun's heart collapsed, and his light-colored pupils were stained with infinite pity.

What clear rules and disciplines, what self-restraint... all disappeared.

He pretended to have amnesia, and bravely bound Qi Zhong's hands, and the two entangled and leaned under the tree. Mu Yun turned against the guest and kissed him deeply.

Both of them lost their love in this moment of joy.

Suddenly, the sound of the bell striking in the middle of the night reverberated deeply in the night valley, startled the mountain birds to flutter a few times, and at the same time awakened the two people who were hugging and kissing each other.

Mu Yun was the first to come back to his senses, pulled away, stepped back again and again, and stood aside, so embarrassed that he was at a loss.

Qi finally leaned back against the tree trunk, closed his eyes helplessly, and did not speak rashly.

The feeling of guilt cooled the bright red in Mu Yun's ears, and he held the Buddhist beads in his palm tightly, regretting secretly.

When he calmed down, he apologized bitterly: "...I lost my temper, I'm sorry."

Hearing such words, Qi Zhong's heart ached even worse, and his eyes were sore again: "Is it so difficult for you to admit your own heart?"

Mu Yun was shocked for a moment, and pretended to be calm: "My heart... is just a momentary obsession."

"Oh?" Qi Zhong sneered, "How humble."

"Benefactor, life is short, why bother to be obsessed."

When Qi Zhong heard this, warm tears slid down his cheeks and fell into the mud, cold.

"It's like a curse. The clouds disperse and the water dries up, the clouds disperse and the water dries up..."

Silently drooping his eyes, Mu Yun remained silent, holding the hand holding the Buddhist beads, exerting force unconsciously.

"You said that we are now like the clouds are scattered and the water is dry?"

Furious, he threw the fluorite in his palm to the ground and said bitterly, "It's all its fault!"

Heart, because of this sentence suddenly mourned, Mu Yun frowned slightly, pondered for a while, and replied sadly:

"When the clouds disperse, there is still a bright moon in the sky; when the water dries up, only the bright pearl can appear." [[-]]

"So that's how it is..."

Qi Zhong's heart was numb, the prosperous past between them was just a scene of fireworks and moonlight, and in this world, time can disappear as soon as he raises his hand.

"Friends, come back soon."

With a long sigh, Mu Yun persuaded him in a detached tone.

Qi Zhong laughed and asked, "Turn back?"

"Yes. I realized Lanyin early, and I turned my back on it."

The words are sincere and the tone is soft.The familiar voice lingered in his ears, but Qi Zhong felt bitter in his heart, and said in a hoarse voice: "Then if I say, I don't want to go, I just want to turn back to be you. Will you wait for me?"

The Buddhist beads in Mu Yun's hand fell to the ground suddenly, and Mu Leng stood there, surprised and hesitant.

"Say it! Answer me!"

Qi Zhong pressed him hard, as if grasping at the last straw of hope, desperately trying to find an answer.

"..."

Mu Yun choked up slightly for a moment, his face covered by his long hair was as sad as frost: He had already promised Venerable Bodhi to protect the common people with the Buddha's power, so he had to break all the entanglements in the world, so what promise was there?

quiet.

Damn quiet.

Just like he would rather suffer a loss than justify his temper.

Qi finally hated him for being like this.

In an instant, Chu Li's anger, disappointment, and heartbreak... forced him to burst into laughter.

The sad laughter seemed particularly abrupt late at night in this quiet ancient temple.

Mu Yun closed his heart tightly, not daring to relax a bit.

Qi Zhong smiled and left in a daze: "I'm depressed about the scene, lovesick, and sick. Who is interested first, and who is unlucky? Dou Dun, less happiness and more anger. Close down and ask through voice transmission. Do you have any?" I, I have no part in you, like acacia peach pit, really hateful! In my heart, there are two people..."【[-]】

After reading the poem to the end, his eyes were filled with tears, Qi Zhong didn't stop in his footsteps, and there was no turning back, he had already decided to go.

The moon has set in the west, and a field of white epiphyllum has shrunk behind it... The short-term restraint, but it can't bear the ending of withering and withering.

When Mu Yun raised his eyes again, the tree was already empty, and he couldn't help touching his cheeks, a handful of bitter tears...

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The author has something to say:

[[-]]: "Where do you go when the clouds are scattered and the water is dry?" It comes from the fifth chapter of "Fengshen Yanyi", a dialogue between King Zhou and a Taoist.Here I take the meaning out of context and change it to the meaning of deep love and longevity, changing the vicissitudes of life.

【[-]】: From Huang Tingjian's "Youth Heart", the text is assumed to be the poems the protagonist has read in his spare time.