The villain is my brother

"Yebai?"

Qin Moyu shook his hand in front of Shen Yebai, pulling back Shen Yebai's wandering thoughts.

"Feel sorry."

Shen Yebai smiled gently at Qin Moyu, got up naturally and sat next to Qin Moyu, pushed the bowl of Yangchun noodles in front of Qin Moyu, and said softly: "It's good that Moyu likes it, although I don't know why they abandoned you, but I I can guarantee that I will be able to cook a bowl of Yangchun noodles for you every year in the future."

A bowl of Yangchun noodles every year.

It sounds like a simple promise, but it is very difficult to make. Qin Moyu wanted to make a joke, but when he saw Shen Yebai's gentle but serious eyes, he finally nodded without saying anything.

Shen Yebai raised his eyes, and there seemed to be a slight worry between his brows: "Does Mo Yu not believe me?"

The freshly harvested red eggs haven't been heated yet, so it would be too inhuman to make Ye Bai sad.

"No, no." Qin Moyu quickly shook his head, quickly swallowed a mouthful of Yangchun noodles, and held Shen Ye to promise, "I'll believe what you say!"

As he spoke, he blinked desperately, trying to show with sincere and innocent eyes that he was definitely not lying.

"I knew that Mo Yu believed me." Shen Yebai said, holding Qin Moyu's hand very naturally, the smiling expression made Qin Moyu feel embarrassed to withdraw his hand.

Oops, forget it, let's be gay.

Qin Moyu shook his head, put away the messy thoughts in his head, and started eating noodles with one heart and one mind.

It has to be said that even a monk who can go to heaven and earth, eating noodles with one hand will inevitably get twisted.

Fortunately, Shen Yebai let go of his hands behind him, so Qin Moyu didn't get the soup on his clothes.

When Qin Moyu finished eating a bowl of noodles, Shen Yebai suddenly came over.

"Here." Shen Ye pointed his white finger at the corner of Qin Moyu's lips, and gently wiped off the noodle soup on it.

Although Qin Moyu has been complaining about Shen Yebai being gay, but such an intimate action has never happened before. He felt Shen Yebai's fingertips rubbing the corners of his lips, and he felt a strange feeling in his heart. He was stunned for a while, But Shen Yebai withdrew his hand with a calm demeanor, making that subtle feeling indescribable and unforgettable.

Shen Yebai asked someone to put away the bowl, Qin Moyu struggled for a long time but couldn't figure out why, so he simply ignored it.

There is only one room in the inn, and as it should be, Shen Yebai and Qin Moyu slept on the same bed.

This time, Qin Moyu couldn't fall asleep anyway.

Feeling the silence of the night, listening to the creak of the slightly closed window being blown by the wind, he stared blankly at the ceiling and asked softly, "Yebai, are you asleep?"

What responded to him was Shen Yebai's shallow breathing, Qin Moyu felt a little lost, and turned over to face the wall.

Suddenly someone approached behind him, and Shen Yebai's scorching breath hit Qin Moyu's neck, causing goosebumps. Qin Moyu heard Shen Yebai's deep voice ringing in his ears: "I am here."

--too close.

Qin Moyu's breathing was slightly stagnant, and his inexplicable nervousness made him forget what he wanted to say.

The two were speechless for a while.

After a while, Qin Moyu called Shen Yebai first.

Shen Yebai hummed.

"Wait until you enter the Guanlan Sect."

Qin Moyu finally made up his mind, he turned his head, met Shen Yebai's eyes, and bumped into the tenderness in his eyes that belonged to Qin Moyu alone.

"I'm going to tell you a secret."

……

The next day, the Guanlan Sect acceptance ceremony officially began.

All the monks who signed up got a wooden sign with different numbers written on it. Some people recognized that the wooden sign was made of paulownia wood that can be used for meditation and meditation, and they couldn't help but lament the wealth of Guanlan Sect.

Because Qin Moyu and Shen Yebai did not sign up at the same time, Qin Moyu's number was higher than Shen Yebai's, so he greeted Shen Yebai and entered the assessment formation.

When Qin Moyu stood in the center of the formation, a white mist rose from nowhere and surrounded Qin Moyu to protect him.

Because he didn't feel any malice from the white mist, Qin Moyu responded to all changes without moving, standing where he was and waiting quietly.

The white mist didn't cover Qin Moyu for too long, when they slowly dispersed, what appeared in front of Qin Moyu was a wooden house located halfway up the mountain.

It is not accurate to say that it is a wooden house, because there is a fence around the wooden house, and the plaque hanging on the gate of the fence says "Qingyunzong", which is the sect that Qin Moyu grew up in.

--I am back?

Qin Moyu bowed his head, the plaque was still the same as when he left, crumbling after the wind and rain, it didn't look like a signboard at all.

Although he knew he was in an illusion, an environment that was too familiar would always make people subconsciously let down their vigilance.

Qin Moyu knew that if he wanted to break the formation, he had to find the weakness of the formation, so he pushed the door open and entered without thinking too much.

The yard is still the familiar vegetable field and grape vine trellis, lying on the wooden rocking chair with white hair and beard but ruddy complexion and closed eyes, who else is not an old Taoist priest?

Counting the time, it has been three months since Qin Moyu left the sect. When he suddenly saw the old Taoist priest, Qin Moyu still missed him very much. Regardless of whether this was an illusion or not, he walked quickly to the old Taoist priest: "Master! I'm back!"

With that said, Qin Moyu gave the old Taoist a big hug.

The old Taoist opened his eyes, and was not happy to be hugged by Qin Moyu. He blew his beard and stared and said, "Stinky boy! You still know how to come back! You played wild outside, and finally remembered your master, I'm here?"

Qin Moyu chuckled: "Didn't your old man tell me to stay outside longer? Besides, I won't be able to come back properly."

"Hmph, who knows if you have caused some trouble again and asked me to clean up the mess." The old Taoist slapped Qin Moyu's hand away angrily and got up from the rocking chair. He looked Qin Moyu up and down, making sure that he was satisfied with the lack of arms and legs. nodded.

"How can that be? I'm so—— you don't know master? I was taught by your old man, so I must be very good." Qin Moyu made an exaggerated gesture and said with a smile.

"Okay, okay, my tongue is getting more and more slick, what are you doing standing under the sun, you don't feel too anxious." The old Taoist was amused by Qin Moyu, but he still had a straight face, raised his legs and walked into the inner room.

Although the old Taoist priest is old, his legs and feet are very agile. Although his cultivation level is not high, his body has never been sick. It is trivial to drink a few catties a day.

Qin Moyu cheerfully followed the old Taoist priest into the house, and returned to the familiar home and place. He took the old Taoist priest to tell anecdotes and anecdotes on the road, and told them a lot of hype and wit. .

After telling the story of his journey, Qin Moyu was also tired, so the old Taoist drove him back to his room to rest, and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner by himself.

"Master, I want to eat twice-cooked pork—" Qin Moyu pulled the door frame, his voice was very long.

"Eat and eat, you know how to eat." The old Taoist snorted, but did not refuse Qin Moyu's request.

Qin Moyu got the response and went back to the room contentedly.

The furnishings in the room were the same as before he left, but there was no speck of dust on the bed after leaving for such a long time, which shows that the old Taoist did a lot of cleaning when he was away.

Qin Moyu took a wooden slip from the bookshelf, lay on the bed and began to read it.

But what Qin Moyu didn't know was that while he was reading, someone was watching him.

Master Xuanjing was still in the kiosk by the lake, with a wine jug hanging on his waist. The lake surface miraculously projected what Qin Moyu did after entering the secret realm. He stared at the lake surface without moving his eyes for a moment.

When Xuan Qing came to look for him, what he saw was his appearance. When he found that Master Xuan Jing was watching the trial of the disciple acceptance ceremony, he couldn't help being surprised: "Uncle Master, do you have the idea of ​​accepting apprentices?"