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Crane Bugui was not in a hurry to ask, and Yu Wuque was not in a hurry to speak either.

The two came out of the lantern shop, wandered the street leisurely, chatted occasionally, stopped for a while in front of the vendor, Yu Wuque stuck the crane lantern in his belt, and hung it up wherever he went.

A small tail that looks like a crane that doesn't return, is still ruffian.

The prosperity of Jiangling is more smokey than that of Qianhe City. The lights of thousands of families in Qianhe City are soaked in sensuality. The most lively places at this time are either brothels or gambling houses and wine shops. Busy, some shops are busy closing, some shops have set up small tables on the street, with charcoal fires that can be grilled and eaten to keep warm, and some half-open restaurants are already preparing for the next day's business The ingredients are ready.

An old couple, the woman picking vegetables, the man chopping firewood, chatting in a low voice, with a smile on the corner of their mouths, the wife wiped her hands on her skirt, and took out a handkerchief to wipe her husband's sweat.

Yu Wuque smiled and said: "Master, I thought that if I hadn't been a Yanshi and studied in Tianji Palace, I would probably open a restaurant."

"With your craftsmanship," He Bugui rarely praised him, "it's more than enough to open a restaurant, and a restaurant is also fine."

Yu Wuque pretended to be surprised: "Such a high price? Master is the most picky. If you say that, do I take it seriously?"

Crane Bugui curled his lips into a smile and didn't answer.

Yu Wuque pointed to the moment of warmth in the shop with his chin, and whispered: "Sometimes I think, not all the common people have to fight with evil spirits, if we can keep a little bit of good weather, it's okay to live a comfortable and ordinary life .”

"Forget it." He Bugui walked forward side by side with him, "Do you envy this kind of life?"

"I can't say I'm envious." Yu Wuque said contentedly, "I'm living a good life. I can get whatever I want. I don't feel envious when I see other people getting better. I just feel a little emotional when I see them loving each other."

He Bugui asked: "What are you feeling?"

"I think of Ruisu and Wynn." Yu Wuque looked at the busy street in the distance and said, "I don't know how they are now, whether they have lived such a life, maybe it is the same as before, but as long as they love each other You won't be bored when you're with someone, don't you think?"

He Bugui pursed his lips and said, "That's right."

Yu Wuque said: "I have come to the Fukong Palace to be with my master, and I feel that life is not boring at all. Even the most boring study has become a fun thing. Guess why?"

He Bugui shook his head: "I don't want to guess."

"Then I'll say it myself." Yu Wuque said, "Whether it's the couple in the shop, or Rui Su Huai'en, if I put it on myself, I can only think of one person standing next to me from the beginning to the end, and that is—— "

"What's that?" He Bugui interrupted him, and raised his finger to a street vendor emitting white smoke, "It looks delicious, I'm hungry, go buy it for me."

Yu Wuque: "..."

What a blunt interruption.

Yu Wuque glanced over: "Where are the steamed cakes, are you really hungry?"

Crane Bugui dodged his eyes and nodded: "I want to eat."

Yu Wuque was so helpless that he could only shake his head while laughing, and led the people to the booth: "Okay, I'll buy it for you."

Holding the warm tortilla, He Bugui gnawed it in small bites, still feeling a little terrified, he seemed to know what Yu Wuque was going to say, he didn't dislike it but dared not listen, because he couldn't imagine the consequences of being outspoken.

The alienation after the charming dream did not change Yu Wuque's attitude towards him. On the contrary, it proved that this closeness was mutual. He Bugui did not unilaterally have unspeakable thoughts towards him. Intimacy, his love was clearly engraved on his forehead.

It's just that He Bugui always closes his eyes deliberately, so that he dare not pierce the window paper and speak directly.

On this point, He Bugui is fortunate, Yu Wuque knows how to take care of his emotions and feelings, and never puts people in a dilemma with a shot. Instead, the free time allows people to think clearly.

Yu Wuque led him to sit on the pier of the small bridge: "Watch the moon and eat here, come."

He Bugui sat down beside him, and finally finished eating the tortillas. Turning his head to look, Yu Wuque laughed silently, and wiped the crumbs from the corner of his mouth for him.

"You have grown taller." He Bugui said suddenly, "You are half a head taller than Wei Shi."

Yu Wuque said: "I still wonder when you will find out that I still have to grow."

The crane didn't return, but said: "It can't grow any longer."

Yu Wuque asked, "Why?"

He Bugui put his hands on his knees, looked at the river flowing calmly, and said with a teasing smile: "So much taller than me, I have to look up at you when I go out. I am your master after all, wouldn't it be embarrassing?"

Yu Wuque was taken aback: "Isn't it true that Taiwei Shangxian still cares about height, shortness, fatness?"

Crane Bugui also smiled: "This is what Master told me back then."

No wonder, Yu Wuque asked: "When was that year? It was also the time when Master found out that Master was tall?"

"Well, I grow slowly. I lived for a long time before I arrived..." He Bugui twisted his body and compared Biyu Wuque's waist, "I just arrived here."

Yu Wuque said "Wow", "So short!"

He Bugui kicked him: "Later, he jumped up and became taller than the master all of a sudden, so he told me this, but he said it with a smile."

Elder Xuanji loved the child as much as his son, and he said that he would not grow up as a teacher so he would lose face. In fact, Elder Xuanji went to all the seminaries that day. It is not an exaggeration to say that even The disciples guarding the gate at the foot of the mountain all knew that Crane Bugui had grown taller.The brothers and sisters of the Bai family even brought eggs and an old hen to watch the fun, saying that nutrition must keep up to make the younger brother grow faster, but they were kicked out by Elder Xuanji.

Elder Xuanji had five strings of red eggs in his left hand, an old hen in his right hand, and said dumbfoundingly: "Who is there to give red eggs? Hey, you, Bai Yingchi, come back to me and tell me when I should give red eggs?"

Bai Yingchi came to steal his junior brother out to play, grabbed him and ran away: "No... I don't know!"

Elder Xuanji poked her waist: "Your master doesn't even teach this? It's something that children only eat!"

Bai Shujing ran faster than a rabbit with his elder brother and junior, and smiled brightly: "Oh, growing up is the same as having a child."

Elder Xuanji shouted at their backs: "Can this be the same!"

The two brothers and sisters laughed loudly: "It's all a happy event. Look at it for your enjoyment. We will send the younger brother back later. Don't read it, elder!"

……

Thinking of childhood anecdotes and old people, He Bugui's eyes softened with warmth, the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously, he spoke slowly, and Yu Wuque listened patiently.

Waiting for the crane to return to his senses, he took a deep breath, turned his head to look at Yu Wuque and said, "I'm ready, tell me."

Yu Wuque didn't react for a while, thought for a while and said, "Then I can say it."

He Bugui rubbed his hands together: "Yes."

Yu Wuque breathed out: "Master, I like—"

"It's not this!" He Bugui was startled, stretched out his hand to slap his thigh, but was grabbed by Yu Wuque who couldn't stop grinning, He Bugui was a little embarrassed, and cleared his throat, "I'm asking about Xuanji The matter of the elders."

It doesn’t matter if the window paper is pasted or not, and if the teasing continues, this person’s ears will turn red, and Yu Wuwu’s flaws are gone, so he put away his playful face and said: “Okay, say your master, no Speaking of my master, Elder Xuanji... that is, Taoist Master Yunzheng, he has indeed been to that lantern shop."

Crane Bugui's heart twitched: "When?"

Yu Wuque clasped his hand, put his palms together, covered them tightly, and said slowly: "It was about 50 years ago, the shopkeeper didn't even know the exact date, he was not born at that time, it was his grandfather Said."

The old man said that more than 50 years ago, there was an immortal Taoist priest who passed by Jiangling City and went to his shop to buy a lamp. The Taoist priest called himself Yunzheng. The wind, the back is straight, and the speech is also full of spirit, as if he is full of righteousness.

Daoist Yun Zheng looks like a tiger, but he is very kind when talking to others, which makes people feel good.Even when lighting up the lamp, he hesitated in front of the wall, taking one and not giving up the other, and he was in a dilemma, no different from any child who came in to pick up the lamp.

The old man took the initiative to chat with him: "Did the Taoist choose the lantern for himself or for his family? Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon."

Daoist Yun Zheng smiled and said: "I picked it for the kid at home. I haven't seen him for a long time. I don't know if his favorite things have changed."

Hearing that it was his son, the old man picked up some gaudy lamps in the shape of monsters or swordsmen, and said, "Boys like these, the Taoist priest can see if it works? All the lamps in my house are made by myself. Look at this Jinyun Fighting Immortal." , the hilt of the sword will turn when the lamp is lit."

Elder Yunzheng shook his head and said: "My kid doesn't like these swords, guns and sticks, he likes rabbits."

"There are rabbits." The old man brought over the pink lantern rabbit, "It seems that the one from the Taoist family must be an elegant and noble young man."

When Daoist Yun Zheng saw the rabbit lamp, his eyes were full of joy, and he immediately asked for it: "Don't worry about the shopkeeper, if you don't take the lamp away, I will give you an address. Today, ten years later, you can send it for me."

It is because Taoist Yun Zheng's request is too weird, so the old man still remembers it even if he is dizzy to this day. He said that he has sold lamps for a lifetime and has seen thousands of customers. The first one bought something and didn't take it away, and it took so long to send it back.

The old man was dumb and asked, "Ten years?"

Daoist Yun Zheng replied, "That's ten years."

"It's been too long." The old man was a little embarrassed, "I hope I can do it, so I'm willing to do it for you, but I'm afraid that I can't tell what will happen ten years later. How about living up to your trust in matters of birth, old age, sickness and death."

I don't know which sentence hit Daoist Yun Zheng's nerves. After listening to it, he was silent for a long time, as if he was a little sad.

The old man was really afraid of delaying the other party's heart, so he asked again: "Ten years is not short, and the little brat will become an adult in the blink of an eye. He will not care about sending the lanterns that children like after ten years. How about now?" Just send it out, and the warm heart will be delivered to your hand as soon as possible!"

Daoist Yun Zheng just smiled faintly, and then said: "My boy, no matter how he changes, he will always be a child. He will not grow up here with me, and I don't need him to grow up. He will understand because of his heart."

What's more, after ten years of vicissitudes, I just want to leave a thought and surprise for the children in the family. In case he is gone at that time, there will still be a lamp to accompany him to reunite.

The old man couldn't resist, so he had to agree to Taoist Yun Zheng's request, leaving the address, and promised that ten years later, no matter whether the lantern shop is still there or whether he is still alive, the craftsmanship can always be passed on to his children, and the lantern will be ready for delivery. go.

And the address left at that time was Tianji Palace, Fukong Mountain.

Recipient, Xiaoxi.

……

Hearing this, He Bugui could no longer see the sparkling river light clearly, but felt his throat sore, his eyes blurred and moist, and bursts of sadness pressed back.

He murmured and repeated: "The old age... the white beard and the white bun..."

Yu Wuque let go of one hand and hugged him gently: "The old man said, Taoist Master Yunzheng bought the lamp and left. When he left, he asked the Taoist priest where his home was, and if it was the Fukong Mountain where the lanterns were sent. He will send them out in the future." Do you need to send a letter to let me know, Taoist Yun Zheng said that he doesn't live there, he has no fixed place to live, he traveled all over the world to Xingtan Village to buy wine, and passing by Jiangling was just accidental."

But Daoist Yun Zheng also mentioned that he has been away for too long, and he should find a place to take a good rest when he is old. He must choose a blessed place where thousands of birds fall into the forest, where the beauty of Zhongling is beautiful, and lie down under the tree around ten circles. It can be seen that the sea is broad and the sky is high, and it can be seen that Baiyun Qingshe is the person who makes him return to his heart like an arrow.

Crane Bugui said with a strong nasal voice, "Going home is like an arrow, and I haven't seen him come back."

"If we don't come back, let's look for it." Yu Wuque said, "There are not many places where there are trees around, where you can see the sea, and where thousands of birds fly. No matter how long you search, you will always find it. Didn’t I go to Xingtan Village to buy wine, so tomorrow I’ll go look for the old man who sells candied haws, and I’ll just inquire about it too.”

Crane Bugui said sullenly: "Yes."

Yu Wuque handed over a piece of paper, on which he wrote a few places he guessed, saying that he still had something to do during the trip, and he would look for them one by one when he was done, whether it was a person or a corpse, it was either a reunion or a burial, it was all over. A matter of heart.

He Bugui carefully put the note into his sleeve and said "OK".

It's also rare to confess that I am a disciple and a son, and I can't take care of my old age, which is very unfilial.

Yu Wuque felt that it was unnecessary to persuade him at this time, so he would be stunned and suppressed his emotions. When he got better, he said slowly, "Thank you."

"Hexi." Yu Wuque called out his name in a low voice.

"Huh?" He Bugui turned his head in a daze, his eyes were covered with a layer of wet mist, I really felt sorry for him.

Yu Wuque originally wanted to say a boring nonsense, don't be sad, I'm here, and so on.

But after thinking about it, it is better to do it, since he really likes it, he has to treat him well, and looking at it with these soft and sinful eyes, he is so distressed that he just wants to crush him into his heart protect.

At this moment, where there is no time to talk nonsense, the lake-like eyes of Crane Bugui reflected a bright light of a crane lantern, which was so bright that it hurt people, so he couldn't hold back, and quickly leaned towards Crane Bugui's cheek I kissed him.

The tender lips touched the cold cheeks, and it was split in an instant. The young man's urge to get close to his sweetheart was hard to control, so he did it.

But he was very timid after finishing it, and he didn't dare to hold the crane tightly and never return. He was far away, and he was always on guard against this person slapping him with his mouth.

But He Bugui didn't mean to hit someone, he was suddenly kissed by someone, which broke his mind, let alone hitting someone, his mind went blank at that moment.

The slender eyelashes flickered, and He Bugui stared at one place for a long time without recovering.

Yu Wuque licked his lips, forced himself to smile and said, "I'll break you off, isn't it sad?"

He Bugui couldn't believe that he had come up with such a poor excuse, so he blushed and asked, "Excuse me?"

How big of a problem do you need to hit with your mouth?

Yu Wuque scratched his head in embarrassment, and let out an "ang" in self-defeating.

He Bugui was a little annoyed, it's frivolous and funny for you to interrupt this kind of thing, he just turned his head around, and he doesn't know how to eat people, Yu Wuque was so scared that he hid back.

He immediately turned his head and asked in a low voice, "Do you know that someone has been following us?"

"I know." Yu Wuque had already found out, he said, "It's Xiao Qi's man."

He Bugui raised his sleeves angrily and wiped his face: "I know you still... If someone sees it and spreads it—"

"Let's pass it on." Yu Wuque leaned back, swaying his legs and said, "I have a clear conscience, dare to act bravely, who cares what they say, I won't live with them."

Look at this face, how is it different from the dandy hooligans who molested women on the street?

He Bugui stood up and left, Yu Wuque followed immediately, walking obediently with his hands behind his back.

But the words are not forgiving: "I didn't deliberately tease you, just don't let me say what I want to say, I really can't hold it back."

The crane does not return: "..."

Yu Wuque saw that he seemed to be angry, and began to say with a guilty conscience: "At first I wanted to ask the master if he would agree, but since I can't ask, I will kill him first and then I will do it later. If you want to fight, you can fight. I was the one who was rude first, and my disciple accepted the punishment. "

He Bugui sneered: "Do you know your mistake if you admit the punishment?"

Yu Wuque shook his head, and answered simply: "I'm right." What's wrong with liking someone?

Crane Bugui: "..." You can really do it.

Crane Bugui walked away in a flick of his sleeves, walking fast, Yu Wuque followed in small steps, the jingle of the crane lantern on his belt made people dizzy.

It is inevitable to piss people off, but Yu Wuque has no choice but to keep young minds in his heart for at most five days and die. He doesn't quite understand how those sour poets can keep their hearts full of love for three to five years It is necessary to write some nine-turn poems to express euphemistically.

He is an ordinary man, a vulgar man, he can't hold back, he wants to speak out loudly, and he has to do it if he doesn't tell it.

It doesn't matter if you get beaten.

The more He Bugui thought about it, the more absurd he felt, he stopped in a daze, turned around, and bumped into Yu Wuque who was in a daze, and Yu Wuque embraced him: "What do you want to say? I just listen."

He Bugui viciously raised the folding fan in his hand, and poked Yu Wuque's heart: "Yu Wuque, listen to me."

Yu Wuque stood up straight solemnly: "Well, listen up."

"No matter what the future holds, if you dare to leave me without saying goodbye like Master did..." He Bugui poked hard, "I'll—"

Yu Wuque answered, "I give you my life."

"Who wants your life!" He Bugui suddenly frowned, "I dug three feet into the ground, and I will find you from heaven and earth and beat you up."

Yu Wuque was taken aback.

Naturally, he didn't expect He Bugui to turn his head angrily, but he just wanted to warn "Don't leave me behind". He thought that he hadn't made it clear before the incident was exposed, and He Bugui couldn't reveal his heart.

He would even vehemently reject Yu Wuque's closeness, even if it is to establish rules and draw a clear line of boundaries.

Having said that, Yu Wuque naturally understood.

He smiled and agreed: "Got it."

He Bugui quickly moved his eyes away: "Go back."

Yu Wuque held the hand holding the folding fan firmly in front of his chest, hid it in his sleeve and led it away.

"I don't dare to say goodbye without telling you." Yu Wuque looked ahead and said calmly, "I, Yu Wuque, would not bear to do anything that makes you sad."

Clenching his hands in the sleeves, Yu Wuque slid down, stretched the man's clenched fist apart, and clasped his fingers tightly, contentedly.

The crane stared at the front without returning, quietly gathered its fingertips, and said arrogantly: "Break on your promise and get fat, I will break your leg for the teacher."

Yu Wuque tilted his head and smiled at the man's cold face: "I would like to obey the teacher's order."

The author says:

The entire chapter is about being in love, which is also off the charts.

Let's go to the plot another day, let the sons get tired of it first