Night Talk Hundred Stories

A log table, two night lamps.

There was only one lamp burning in the room, and the dim yellow light cast two figures on the white wall, shaky.

With a smile on Shen Yuzhi's lips, he leisurely filled up the cup in front of Zuo Heng, "Come and taste it, it's just brewed."

Zuo Heng lowered his eyebrows and looked at the tea leaves floating up and down in the cup, stretched out his fingers and tapped the rim of the cup lightly, then raised his head to look at Shen Yuzhi after a while: "Brother, I saw that woman."

Zuo Heng really didn't know how to open his mouth. Instead of being hypocritical, it's better to say frankly that there really shouldn't be too many twists and turns between him and his elder brother.

Shen Yuzhi's hand holding the cup trembled slightly, and the water in the cup shook a few times, causing ripples in circles.

"Aheng, how about I tell you a story?" After a long silence, Shen Yuzhi smiled slightly and put the cup on the table.

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The story Shen Yuzhi told was not novel, but it was just a common plot in the storybook novels.

It was midsummer, and the bean-sized raindrops were crackling on the eaves, bursting into blossoming water flowers.Shen Yuzhi walked slowly down the long street with an umbrella in his hand, seeing the barefooted children treading water under the eaves, laughing and making a fuss, he couldn't help but smile a little.

After staying in a few small shops, Shen Yuzhi suddenly paused——

A girl in pink and green clothes stood under the tree over there, looking around blankly, although the dense shade of the tree blocked a lot of rain, her hair and shoulders were still wet by the rain.

The young girl was like a discarded kitten, watching the passers-by with her big eyes open, her fingers tightly clutching the corners of her clothes, and the fine silk shirt was ripped out of wrinkle by her.

When Shen Yuzhi raised his head, he happened to meet the girl's eyes, and those dark pupils seemed to stare straight into his heart, which made him feel a little unbearable, hesitated again and again, and still stretched out his hand towards the girl , handed his umbrella in front of her, motioning for her to take it and use it.

The woman didn't take it, she frowned slightly, and after thinking about it, she asked, "Do you want to give me the umbrella?"

Shen Yuzhi nodded, and saw the woman smiled at her, reached out to take the umbrella, said "Thank you" softly, then turned and disappeared into the rain.

Shen Yu was startled, then shook his head, smiled and walked towards the door.

At first I thought it was just a glimpse, but who knew it was a half-life entanglement.

Seeing Zuo Heng's slightly frowning brows, Shen Yuzhi chuckled lightly, took a sip from his teacup, and his expression unexpectedly carried a hint of nostalgia.

It rained heavily that night again, but Shen Yuzhi saw the woman holding her own umbrella in his courtyard.

When he saw the woman's curved eyebrows, he already had some guesses in his mind——

I guess I encountered some kind of monster.

To this, Shen Yuzhi just responded with a smile, but he didn't take this inexplicably appearing woman seriously, and pushed the door open and entered the house.Seeing this, the woman widened her eyes in surprise: "Aren't you afraid of me?"

Shen Yuzhi was even more funny: "You are a woman, why should I be afraid of you?"

The woman thought for a while and said, "I will follow you every day from now on."

"Why is that?" Shen Yuzhi looked at the other party curiously.

The woman sighed: "Give me the umbrella, and I will follow you unless you die." Her tone was light, as if she was talking about life and death.

Shen Yuzhi didn't take it to heart, just responded casually and stopped talking. It was the first time that the woman saw such a flat reaction. People before, no matter how old they were, would be afraid for a moment after hearing these words. However, the man in front of him didn't seem to care about it at all.

She reluctantly followed behind Shen Yuzhi, followed him to the desk, and said, "My name is Su Yi, what about you?"

"Shen Yuzhi." Shen Yuzhi responded casually, took a book and sat on the chair, looked at the woman and said, "Aren't you leaving?"

"Shen Yuzhi, are you not afraid of death?" Su Yi looked him up and down, and asked with curled lips.

"Scared." Shen Yuzhi smiled, and said again: "Could it be that you won't die if you're afraid?"

"..." Su Yi was silent for a while, then said after a pause, "Then I want to see how long you can not be afraid."

Shen Yuzhi shrugged: "There are chairs over there, you can sit if you don't mind."

What Su Yi said was true, she did come to see Shen Yuzhi every day, and Shen Yuzhi could feel the moisture on his body getting thicker, even at noon in midsummer, he could feel the dense water droplets in the air.

Hearing this, Zuo Heng couldn't sit still anymore, "Brother, why didn't you say it earlier!"

Shen Yuzhi shook his head, "Do you still remember the master from Jingyin Temple?" He looked at Zuo Heng and said, "Su Yi is a water demon, and I lent her an umbrella that day, so it could only be like this."

As he said that, he sneered again as if it was a little funny: "Probably because of some sins committed in the previous life, I got retribution in this life."

Zuo Heng said bitterly: "What kind of talk is this!"

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"This water demon is so strange. She obviously caused brother Shen to fall ill, but she used her Yuan Dan to fix it for him. How long will it take for her to rest after such entanglement?"

Qinghe sat on the edge of the bed, swayed his legs lazily and looked at the rain outside the window, with a bit of dissatisfaction in his tone.

Hei Yao closed the window, "She took Shen Yuzhi's umbrella back then, so she had to follow him until he died before she could find another person. This is the fate of the water demon—only when her soul is scattered can she be freed."

Qinghe was stunned, and Hei Yao continued: "She is using her Yuan Dan to hang Shen Yuzhi's life now, and she probably doesn't want him to die, but Shen Yuzhi must have committed some crimes in her previous life, and she only got this retribution in this life. If Heaven punishes me, I don’t know how long I can continue my life.”

Qinghe sighed slightly, "It's really troublesome now. If you let the water monster go away, you will change your fate against the sky. If you keep her, then Brother Shen will surely die soon... It's really embarrassing, no wonder the monk looked at the score back then Ming also refused to make a move."

Hei Yao could see clearly and frown slightly, but he was not happy. Why should the treasure in his hand be so troubled by other people?He walked over and sat down beside Qinghe, and said: "We don't want to interfere, Shen Yuzhi seems to have his own ideas, and he doesn't know nothing about the identity of the water demon, let's see what he decides. "

"Then...then we promised Brother Zuo?" Qing He lowered his head and thought for a while, then said: "If it is really necessary to do something, I will do it, and you are absolutely not allowed to do it."

Although the two of them are both cultivators, their Taoism is different. Qinghe is an ancient fairy, and unless he commits a life-threatening mistake, his fate cannot be changed; Hei Yao is different. Fate, there must be karma to fall on the body.

Hei Yao frowned slightly, his baby knew how to protect him.

"Well, maybe we can give Zuo Heng some opportunities to let him know where his elder brother's soul goes after his death, so that the reincarnated Shen Yuzhi can still meet him."

Hearing this, Qing He nodded, "This idea is not bad." He said, he was puzzled again: "Then, what about the water demon? After Big Brother Shen is dead, she's going to find another person?"

Hei Yao nodded: "She has no choice, this is the life of the water demon."

"I really don't like this destiny." Qing He said sullenly.

Hei Yao chuckled, "But I like it very much." Facing Shang Qinghe's puzzled eyes, he smiled and said, "If it wasn't for destiny, how could I meet Qinghe?"

Perhaps it was because of the reflection of the lights in the room, the sharp edges and corners of the young man were all softened, and there was joy and gentleness that could not be hidden in his brows and eyes. In the arms, refused to come out.

Hei Yao stroked his back to comfort him, with a hint of worry: "Qinghe, what's wrong?"

However, no matter how much Hei Yao tried to comfort him, Qing He refused to look up at him. He buried himself in the young man's arms and closed his eyes tightly. There was a voice in his heart that kept telling himself, don't watch anymore, read on...

Looking at it again, Qinghe didn't know at all, but just felt that there was a place in his heart that was full, as if something was about to burst out of his chest.

The author has something to say: ——Little Theater——

Hei Yao (touching his head): Qinghe, be good, don't be arrogant.

Qinghe (confused): What is Tsundere?

Hei Yao (contemplating): It is the author's network, which is interrupted from time to time, and those who update the magic horse must first follow the hair of the network master...

Qinghe (twisting): I am not arrogant~

Hei Yao (integrity): But I am following your hair.

Qinghe (turning her head): Where did my grass come from!

Author Jun/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~: I just want to express that it’s really not my fault that the sudden update is really not my fault. I seized every opportunity I could to upload the manuscript I have saved...

By the way, today is the Minor Attack Festival, everyone, happy holidays o(*￣▽￣*)o