When the devil

Wei Ling bought Xia Zhou's desire to listen to books with a piece of candied haws, and Wei Ling decided on the drinking place instead, Xia Zhou obediently followed without giving any impressions.

It was dark, and they walked through the wine alley a few times, and finally got into a dilapidated shop, where they bought a jug of wine.

Xia Zhou turned like a dog, he came up to smell it, his eyes lit up, and sighed: "It smells good, how did you find it, Ah Ling?"

Wei Ling opened the jug, took a sip, and said excitedly, "I was looking for nothing."

"Can this also be found blindly?"

"Chen Xiao told me that all the good wines in Yudu are hidden in corners, and the more inconspicuous the restaurant, the more fragrant it is."

Hearing this name, Xia Zhou felt uncomfortable for a while. Of course he remembered who Chen Xiao was. He sealed him back then and wanted his life. He would never forget this name when it turned into ashes.

"Try it?" Wei Ling handed the wine to Xia Zhou.

Smelling the aroma of wine, Xia Zhou recovered from his confusion.

They sat in front of the wooden chairs outside the restaurant, the sky was already dark, only the bright moon was hanging high, the pale light reflected the edge of the jug, he looked up and saw Wei Ling smiling at him.

"What are you laughing at?" Xia Zhou took the wine from Wei Ling and touched his fingertips, reluctant to take it away.

With her voice in her mouth, Wei Ling deliberately slowed down: "I'm laughing at you."

"Why are you laughing at me?"

"Laugh at you for being stingy, sentimental, willful, and shameless." Wei Ling took the wine pot away, and then snatched it away from Xia Zhou.

Xia Zhou refused to give way, and chased to grab it, but Wei Ling wrapped one hand around Xia Zhou's wrist to block it, and patted it on the table.

"Aling."

Xia Zhou called his name to express the grievance in his heart. If he didn't take advantage of his hand, he stepped out to block it. Wei Ling got out of the way before him. Let Xia Zhou touch the slightest bit.

"A Ling." Xia Zhou couldn't beat him, so he simply turned over, circled around Wei Ling, and hugged him in his arms.

The owner of the restaurant heard the commotion outside, and was coming out to see what happened, but saw Wei Ling slapping the wooden table with his palms, and the wooden chair under him retreated violently with his skill, just in front of the owner.

"Boss, good wine." Wei Ling said with emotion: "I will send another... seven or eight altars to Prince You's mansion tomorrow."

The boss is dull: "Uh, um, huh?"

He didn't have time to ask, Xia Zhou chased after Wei Ling, Wei Ling saw the timing, turned around, stepped on the wooden chair and turned up, onto the eaves.

Xia Zhou didn't catch up. Seeing Wei Ling's figure under the moonlight, he said angrily, "A Ling, why are you running?"

Wei Ling raised his head to drink, and saw Xia Zhou follow him up to the eaves. The distance between the two drew closer, and he laughed: "I didn't run away, but you couldn't catch it."

"You bully me." Xia Zhou has also learned to pretend to be innocent: "Don't let me use demon power, what is the difference between me and a kitty."

Wei Ling shook her head, and turned her head to look in the direction of the palace: "Xia Zhou, you take me away every time, this time it's a change, why don't you go with me."

Xia Zhou folded his arms around his chest, pretending to be curious: "Okay, where are you taking me? You won't be changing someone to seal me."

After speaking, he caught a glimpse of the owner of the restaurant still peeking below, his eyes froze immediately, and he glared at him murderously. The boss felt that the surrounding air suddenly became cold, so he hurried back into the room in fright.

Wei Ling's voice softened, and she was more innocent than Xia Zhou: "The last time I did that, I was worried that you would get involved in human disputes again, and you would be taken advantage of without knowing it."

"Sounds like you're doing it for me."

"Yes." Wei Ling handed him the jug again: "You made me so miserable, you opened and closed your mouth for my own good, do you think you are the only one who can?"

Xia Zhou didn't take the drink, but grabbed Wei Ling's wrist and dragged him in front of him: "You can't say that, I apologize, how about you?"

Wei Ling looked up at him: "I was wrong."

Xia Zhou didn't let him go: "I can't hear you clearly."

Wei Ling couldn't get close to Xia Zhou's ear, so she could only stand on tiptoe: "I, wrong, wrong..."

The moonlight is bright, the world is peaceful, under the night, only the flawless whiteness is scattered like a dream.

Xia Zhou touched her slightly drunk lips, and kissed deeply.

Wei Ling closed her eyes to meet him, the warmth spread on the tip of her tongue, and the numbness spread all over her body.It seemed as if his fingers could no longer hook the pot in his hand, and with a crisp sound, it fell on the glazed tile and shattered.

"Where are you taking me?" Xia Zhou hugged him.

"Imperial Palace." Wei Ling pushed Xia Zhou's broad chest, and opened a little distance: "Wannian Palace."

Xia Zhou's eyes flickered slightly, and he didn't remember what Wannian Temple was for a while.

Wei Ling was smiling: "Come with me."

In Wei Ling's memory, Wannian Hall is a cold place.

Far away from the market, far away from the palace, surrounded by the mountains where the Taili Courtyard is located, it is empty.

In fact, he doesn't really remember where the Wannian Hall is, although he has stayed there for nearly ten years, but he has never seen its whole picture.Therefore, this time when I go back, I can only go to the almost deserted place in the north of the palace based on my feeling.

Now, for the first time, Weiling appreciates the whole picture of the Wannian Palace. Surrounded by four walls, a pavilion is isolated in the middle. It is spacious and flashy. The moonlight covers the tiled roof like frost. silhouette.

For a moment, Wei Ling's thoughts seemed to be pulled back to the loneliness and loneliness that made him have nowhere to escape.

"Since you're afraid, why did you come back?" Xia Zhou patted him to wake him up from his messed up thoughts.

Wei Ling looked back at him, and then looked at Wannian Hall. There was a big hole on the right side of the hall, and the entire ground was sunken into a pit, passing through the wall and spreading to the road far outside the wall.There are several guards guarding the city gate and the gap outside the wall. There is no breath in the hall, and it must have been empty for a long time.

"Look." Wei Ling pointed at Xia Zhou: "Back then, the Demon Sealing Pearl couldn't seal you, and I was afraid that if you let it out, it would destroy the entire Yudu City, so I took you away with my life - as a result, the Wannian Palace was still taken away. Your demon power exploded like that."

Xia Zhou snorted: "Many people died that night."

"It's all on me." Wei Ling smiled bitterly: "I was scolded very badly."

After saying this, he jumped onto the wall, and while the guards were not paying attention, he landed in the Wannian Hall without a sound.

Xia Zhou followed him, and after confirming that there was no one around, his voice became louder: "So... those people who chased you to Cangming Temple to kill you are also because of this?"

"perhaps."

Looking back now, when he was surrounded and killed in Cangming Temple, he has long forgotten the faces of those people.Wei Ling thought it was funny, he turned to look at Xia Zhou, but Xia Zhou was looking at the Wannian Palace through the night with great interest.

Perhaps at that time, I never dreamed that Wuwu would become such an entangled existence.

"A Ling, you brought me here, could it be that you want to reminisce about the old days?" Xia Zhou stepped up the steps and went into the hall.

It was dark inside and there was no light, only the moonlight shining through the window, spreading a sheen on the ground.

"How much do you remember?" Wei Ling asked him.

"Not much, just occasionally listening to the sound of you playing the piano." Xia Zhou happened to see the piano placed in front of the window, and he walked over and circled around the piano: "Actually, I was sleeping all the time, and that feeling It's like... wanting to wake up, but can't wake up."

Wei Ling looked around the hall, he had been away for so long, all the decorations and furnishings were still the same as before he left.

Not even a speck of dust.

It seems that someone will come to clean the Wannian Palace from time to time.

"A Ling, play another song for me."

Xia Zhou sat down on the chair next to the qin. It was cushioned and it was very comfortable to lie on. After touching it with his fingers, he found that the chair was inlaid with gold.

"That's where Gu Xiao sat." Wei Ling kindly reminded him.

Xia Zhou crossed his legs: "This chair is good, I will take it to Yaoyu next time."

Wei Ling's eyes followed Xia Zhou: "Are you still short of chairs?"

"No shortage." Xia Zhou felt that the distance was a little far away, so he took off the cushion and put it next to Wei Ling, sitting next to him: "He used to look at you like this all day long?"

Wei Ling shook his head, and looked through the open door to the open space outside. There used to be an altar, and it was a nightmare that trapped Wei Ling tossing and turning. There, Gu Xiaoqi mocked lightly.

"He's not as free as you." After a long time, Wei Ling regained consciousness, got up and walked to the altar.

Xia Zhou propped his face on his arms, and turned his head slightly. It was a coincidence that the enchanting moonlight just came in through the open door. Wei Ling stood there, bathed in the silver light, his figure seemed dreamy, and when he touched will shatter.

"Aling."

Hearing the call, Wei Ling turned his head, Xia Zhou sat there smiling at him, his eyes were slightly red, which was the bloodthirsty color of an evil demon.

For some reason, Wei Ling had the illusion of waking up from a dream. The person in front of him was Xia Zhou, not Gu Xiao. He looked cute when he smiled, like a little wild cat who can only act coquettishly.

"There's nothing interesting in this place, let's go." The evil cat said to him mischievously, "Don't come here again."

Wei Ling smiled: "Where are you going?"

Xia Zhou said, "Go home."

Wei Ling asked him again: "Where is home?"

Xia Zhou didn't think much, and said in a warm voice, "Where I am is home."

Looking back now, everything about the Wannian Palace was really a long dream for Xia Zhou.

He dreamed that in the desert of endless snow, in the dark world, he heard the sound of the piano, which was the only sound in loneliness and solitude.So he searched in that direction, but the night was so long and the sky and earth were so big, the sound of the zither stopped after a while, and he suddenly felt a little scared, fearing that he would never find the person who played the qin again.

He wanted to stay in the world and find the enemy who sealed him away.

Then, go meet the person who played the piano.

"A Ling, A Ling—"

He hugged the man in his arms and brought him back to the room. It was already late at night, and there was no light on in Prince You's mansion. Xia Zhou hugged Wei Ling and pushed the doorknob, finally opening it.

"Close the door." Wei Ling didn't leave, and turned her hands behind her back to try to pull the latch. She fumbled several times in the confusion, but couldn't find the button to lock the door.

Xia Zhou didn't have a good idea, as soon as his face was close to Wei Ling, his hands became restless.

"Raise me higher." Wei Ling turned her head, and the tip of her nose touched Xia Zhou's face: "I can't touch it."

Xia Zhou didn't care about anything else, he just wanted to care about the provocative beauty in front of him, kissed his face, took off the headband that tied his hair, and held the loose black hair in his palm.Wei Ling was leaning against the window behind her, with no place to hide. Xia Zhou hugged her body and pressed against the window frame under the moonlight.

"Then don't close it." Xia Zhou hugged him up: "You support it with your hands."

Wei Ling didn't care about the door, he put his arms around Xia Zhou, lifted his feet off the ground, and climbed up Xia Zhou's waist: "How do you support it?"

"I'll teach you." Xia Zhou was mischievous, deliberately cliche.

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In the long night, there is only one moonlight left.

It seems that time has settled here, paused for a moment, and then slowly submerged with the dust.