Cannon fodder beauty is reborn

Xie Lanshang was not sure what to do with Ye Yu now.

Is it because you have been confessed and started to get bored and engage in underground love?

As an elder brother, he actually indulged himself in a relationship with his younger brother, this, this will be struck by lightning and go to hell, right?

However, I, who dreamed of the grievances and hatreds with my younger brother every night, seemed to have no right to babble.

No, the dream came as expected.

It's just that, in reality, he and Ye Yu are on good terms, but in his dream, he and Ye Yu are awkward.

I don't know what kind of conflict happened. The atmosphere between the two is weird and a little stiff. Although the communication is normal and no one has started a cold war, they just feel that there is a problem.

He entered the room and saw Ye Yu writing with his back turned to him.

He looked over calmly, and it turned out that he was not writing, but painting.

On the scroll is a landscape painting without any color, only black and white ink.

It is a pair of lotus.

Xie Lanshang could see clearly and carefully.

The lotus is a white lotus outlined in light ink, and the lotus leaves are alternately rendered in heavy ink and medium ink. It is magnificent and artistic.

He glanced at it and immediately said, "It's not like that."

Ye Yu smiled when he heard the words: "I haven't finished the painting yet!"

Xie Lanshang didn't appreciate it enough, but was manipulated by the self in the dream and walked away: "Don't forget to sign the signature, just leave me a souvenir!"

After he said this, there was a "click" sound behind him, probably because the brush fell to the ground.

"I won't leave." Ye Yu said.

Hearing this, he stopped, looked back, and saw Ye Yu stooped to pick up the brush covered with cinnabar paint, and continued to draw with his back turned.

He chuckled lightly, and his smile was full of involuntary sadness and helplessness, as well as ridicule.

I don't know if I'm mocking myself or Ye Yu's overthinking.

"Can you stop messing around?" His tone was filled with reproach and persuasion.

But Ye Yu turned a deaf ear to it, and his painting movements became more and more delicate, without any flustered brushwork.

He looked at it, his heart was in a turmoil: "If you continue like this, you will only end up in ashes!"

"elder brother?"

Xie Lanshang was startled, was Ye Yu calling him?

wake up?

No, the dream did not wake up.

He could hear Ye Yu's voice calling him, but he couldn't respond, what he saw was still the scene in his dream.

Ye Yu put down the brush, turned around, held the painted scroll in his hand, and opened it for him to see.

Xie Lanshang's heart trembled suddenly, and his pupils constricted.

The snow-white and beautiful lotus is dyed with magnificent colors.

It was a red lotus.

The delicate and bright red lotus, which blooms in a strange way, blooms proudly on the large black lotus leaves. It is the only bright color in the whole picture scroll, and it illuminates the entire dim splendor. , the only Yanhuo.

He couldn't help stretching out his hand and caressing the red lotus on the scroll.

The lotus bloomed angrily, and it was so strange that it seemed to turn into the most blazing and enchanting flame on the spot, jumping off the paper, burning everything, and melting everything it saw into ashes.

In the corner of the scroll, there is only the word "Ye Yu" signed and signed by the painter, nothing else.

"The lotus flower in Yingri is so red." He muttered to himself, and then he smiled foolishly, "Throughout the ages, there are countless Confucian masters who praised the beauty of lotus. I don't know, when they saw How would you comment on the red lotus on the other side of the ghost world? Use gorgeous words to praise its beauty, or criticize it verbally and cast aside its poison."

"elder brother!"

"Xie Lanshang, Xie Lanshang."

Waking up suddenly, Xie Lanshang didn't raise her breath, and almost passed out directly.

The familiar pain in his heart made his eyes dark, and only Ye Yu's shouts could be heard intermittently in his ears, which made him sure that he was still alive.

A large amount of true energy poured in from the vest, effectively relieving the pain, Xie Lanshang finally exhaled, and sat in Ye Yu's arms, feeling weak.

"Are you alright?" Ye Yu's subordinates continued to transmit true energy, worried, "I didn't wake you up no matter what, it scared me to death."

Xie Lanshang shook her head wearily: "The nightmare is here."

The pain disappeared completely, Xie Lanshang patted Ye Yu's shoulder: "Okay, I'm fine."

Ye Yu flicked his fingers towards the darkness, and the candles lit up all around, Xie Lanshang saw Ye Yu's pale and frighteningly pale face.

Xie Lanshang asked urgently: "Is it for my pain relief, is it too exhausting?"

"No." Ye Yu showed a relaxed but reproachful expression, "What is this little true energy, I was scared by you."

After saying this, he took off his shoes and climbed directly into the bed: "From today on, I will sleep with you."

Xie Lanshang's scalp went numb on the spot: "You..."

"You always get sick in the middle of the night, how can I feel at ease?" Ye Yu thought of the scene just now, and his heart thumped, "If I don't come one day, you will be in pain... What should I do in the past?"

I dare not say the word death.

Seeing his frightened look, Xie Lanshang would never drive him away again.

That was too ignorant.

Xie Lanshang pulled the quilt to cover him, and the two of them lay on the bed, because Ye Yu came suddenly, so naturally there was no extra pillow, so they had to sleep together, head to head, as long as they moved a little and turned their faces, afraid Yes, they will kiss each other.

Ye Yu suddenly regretted it.

He should go back to his room to get a pillow, otherwise, wouldn't he suffer from insomnia in the second half of the night?

But he felt conflicted that this opportunity was once in a lifetime, so how could he not cherish it?

The price of greed is heavy.

His heart was beating non-stop, and he didn't know if Xie Lanshang was disturbed by the noise.

The Qingxin Sutra didn't work anymore, Ye Yu took a few deep breaths, and had to desperately find a topic: "Brother, what dream did you have?"

Thanks to Ye Yu, Xie Lanshang began to recall the grotesque dreams, subconsciously said: "It's strange, but one thing is clear, we had a fight."

"Impossible." Ye Yu vowed without thinking, "It is impossible for me to quarrel with my brother."

Seeing him like this, Xie Lanshang couldn't help laughing: "Yeah, so it's a nightmare."

Ye Yu suddenly became curious: "Why did we quarrel?"

Xie Lanshang thought for a while, and then analyzed herself: "It seems that I want you to go, but you don't listen."

Ye Yu: "Yes."

Xie Lanshang: "?"

Ye Yu said frankly: "It's not surprising that we quarreled because of this matter."

"..." Xie Lanshang laughed, "Who told me just now that they would never quarrel with me?"

Ye Yu turned his face sideways, and his warm breath sprayed on Xie Lanshang's side face: "Some things can't be done, and I have a bottom line."

Seeing his serious appearance, Xie Lanshang became curious: "For example?"

"Don't let me leave you." As Ye Yu said, he stretched out his claws domineeringly around Xie Lanshang's waist, as if afraid that he would run away, "You can not like me, but you are not allowed to like others."

Xie Lanshang understood: "Oh, that is to say, I will either stay with you or become a monk, right?"

Ye Yu buried her face in Xie Lanshang's neck: "I will become a monk with you, help you wear cassock and help you knock wooden fish, you will not be alone."

This kid is quite possessive.

The next day.

Attending lectures at Taiwei Immortal Sect for half a month, because of Su Xiao's turmoil, it is impossible for Lu Wei, as a real master, to be psychologically unaffected, so he took a rest for a day and let all the disciples and foreign monks study by themselves .

Ye Yu didn't fall asleep for most of the night. After breakfast, he felt a little drowsy. He lay on the beauty's bed and squinted for a while in the name of practicing. When he woke up, the courtyard was full of birds and flowers, and the afternoon sun was very warm. Comfortable, he immediately went back to the house and asked Xie Lanshang to come out to bask in the sun.

"elder brother?"

Hexi's sunlight unreservedly splashed on Xie Lanshang's body, coating his whole body with a layer of hazy and warm light, making the already beautiful figure softer and more charming, making it so beautiful that it is not like anything in the world .

Ye Yu was a little lost in thought, until Xie Lanshang raised his eyebrows and looked over, he was slow to react, and took two steps forward with a smile: "Brother, what are you doing?"

Xie Lanshang sat behind a short table, holding the paper with her left hand, and holding a writing brush in her right hand, which was stained with bright eosin red, concentrating on rendering and drawing on the rice paper.

Ye Yu walked up to Xie Lanshang and knelt down, looked down and couldn't help being startled.

"Lotus?"

Xie Lanshang subconsciously covered the picture, and said mysteriously: "Go over there and wait, I will show you after I finish the drawing."

"Okay." Ye Yu got up immediately, obediently went to a distance to eat and wait.

At the same time, Xin Yi and Qing Dai knocked on the door and came in: "Master."

Xie Lanshang painted seriously, and didn't have time to raise her head: "What's the matter?"

"A disciple from the Taiwei Immortal Sect came to report just now. It seems that Su Liming wants to see you."

Xie Lanshang was slightly stunned, and raised his head: "Didn't he be abolished and went to Siguofeng?"

Xin Yi: "The cultivation base has been abolished, but before going to Siguo Peak, he insisted on seeing you."

"Brother." Ye Yu said, "It's better not to see him."

"It's okay." Xie Lanshang put down the brush, took out a silk handkerchief from the sleeve robe and covered it with painting to prevent dust from falling, "I'll go see him."

Ye Yu got up after him, but Xie Lanshang said, "I just go to see him by myself, you don't need to follow."

"But……"

Xie Lanshang smiled: "The sky is bright, and besides, his cultivation base has been abolished, what else can he do to me?"

This is true.

Ye Yu nodded and said, "Then you come back early."

Xie Lanshang agreed and left.

Ye Yu waited quietly, crossed his legs and fell into samadhi. When he woke up, he found that Xie Lanshang hadn't come back yet.However, the wind outside the window suddenly picked up, dark clouds covered the sunlight, and it looked like it was going to rain.

Ye Yu was thinking whether to pick up Xie Lanshang, when suddenly, a gust of strong wind gushed into the room from the window, blowing the brushes on the pen stand to "clang, clang, clang" and the scrolls danced lightly, even the paperweight couldn't hold it down, the whole place was surrounded by It was blown up.

Ye Yu hurried to pick it up, holding the scroll with one hand, and closing the window with the other.

As soon as his eyes fell, a bewitching red lotus suddenly bumped into his sight.

The lightning outside the window split open, revealing Ye Yu's pale profile.

His heart tightened for no reason, as if tightly pinched by an invisible hand, which made him feel instant suffocation and inexplicable despair, but he had no way to struggle, let alone explore where this strange feeling came from .

The background of the picture is rendered in ink, with appropriate shades and excellent composition.

A red lotus is the brilliance of the whole picture scroll, like the only bright light in the world.

For some reason, the painting seemed familiar.

It seems that when and where I saw it.

Ye Yu looked at it, as if he saw a very long and deep path full of raging fires in all directions. He didn't know where the road led to, but he knew that the sea of ​​flames was soaring into the sky, the flames biting the bones and burning the soul, and it was hell tormented after being in it for a moment.

After walking for a long time, a stronger and more dazzling fire appeared in front of him. In the light of the fire, a red lotus bloomed angrily, and its petals were bright red and translucent, as if they had been soaked in blood.