Immortal Venerable Qing Leng, he is planted again

After traveling for seven days, the carriage finally arrived at Lin'an City.

Along the way, a few people rushed during the day and rested at night, stopped and drank tea and chatted, which was considered comfortable and comfortable.Especially Yan Yun, he always likes to use mountains and rivers maps wherever he goes, but now he slows down with them, and he has the illusion of going back to 300 years ago.

In Lin'an City, people come and go.

The carriage moved forward slowly, and Yan Yun was resting his eyes with his eyes closed. Hearing the noise outside the car, he smiled and opened his eyes, then lifted the curtain sideways, and looked casually.

Yan Yun is very familiar with this city.

He rescued the boy A Yuan in this city 300 years ago.

It was the cold winter at that time, and Yan Yun was wandering around the world, and happened to come to the feet of the former emperor.He remembered that Lin'an was very prosperous that year. Even if the long street was covered with a thick layer of snow, it could not stop the bustling fireworks of restaurants and restaurants on both sides of the street.

Yan Yun often sat quietly on the highest roof, not feeling the coldness of the world, while drinking wine leisurely, while looking at the silver-clad imperial city, which looked like a fairyland.

Until the afternoon of the second day, he lowered his eyes in the snow and saw that lively and cheerful young man.

At that time, A Yuan had just turned 11 years old, and he was wearing a light white brocade dress. Because of the snow, he had a thin white velvet collar on his shoulders, looking clean and expensive.

The boy never noticed that there was someone on the roof. He was having fun with a few companions. The soft white snow formed a ball in the palm of his hand, and then he threw it cheerfully. Then he chased each other around the big tree in the middle of the open space, never tired of it.

Yan Yun watched silently, the young man was carefree, and his smile was like the warm sun in winter, which reminded him involuntarily of himself when he was a child.

Then, while he was in a trance, a beggar ran out from nowhere, his tattered clothes were covered with mud.He seemed to be being chased, turned his head while running, and suddenly bumped into the young man who came out from behind the tree.

The two fell down at the same time. Before the boy could react, the beggar on the opposite side was held down by his head.

It happened suddenly, but it was very simple.The beggar stole two hot buns while the owner of the bun shop was not paying attention, but the other party soon found out and chased after him without thinking.

The young man A Yuan was helped up by the attendants who hurried forward, even though he was knocked down, he didn't show any anger, after listening to the bun shop owner's speech, he signaled the Chi mansion to help the beggar pay.

The beggar was very grateful, the boy helped him up and gave him another tael.When he thanked him and left, he seemed to think of something and took off his coat and handed it to him.

"Maybe it's a little small, but..." He smiled, and his voice carried the tenderness and softness of the boy Lang:

"It should still be possible to cover the cold air."

As soon as he finished speaking, the beggar was stunned, the attendants beside the young man were also stunned, and even Yan Yun, who was drinking and watching the fun, paused inexplicably at that moment.

The clothes looked extraordinary at first glance, but he casually gave them away.Seeing that he didn't seem to be joking, the beggar accepted it like a dream. After that, the boy bid farewell to his companions and left along the main street with his attendants.

Yan Yun watched him skipping and disappearing from sight, couldn't help smiling, obviously he was also cold, so he insisted on giving the clothes to others.

In this imperial city, there are still such simple-minded people.

After the young man left, Yan Yun continued to drink. He was never disturbed by external objects, so he quickly forgot about it.

But he didn't expect to see him again at noon the next day.

Different from yesterday's clean and expensive, the young man in front of him is covered in blood, like a red plum falling into the slush, which is particularly dazzling in the whiteness.

He was guarded by two guards, and ran in the alley in a panic. His clothes and brocade boots were filthy, as if he was frightened, he bit his thin lips tightly, his face was as pale as paper, and his beautiful eyes were filled with silent tears. tears.

Behind them, a group of officers and soldiers chased after them, and within a moment, they surrounded the three of them in a corner.

The two guards tried their best, but they still couldn't break out of the encirclement. If the man in the palace ransacked Chi's family, he would lose his life.

After the guard died in battle, the young man's eye sockets were so red that he was about to bleed, he stared straight at the person who came forward with the knife, without any fear on his face.He only looked at him with obvious and strong hatred in his cold eyes.

He didn't say anything, because he knew very well that it was futile to say anything.

The young man stood quietly in the corner, waiting indifferently for the knife to fall. The knife was stained with his mother's blood, and it would soon be stained with his.

But the knife didn't fall, because it stopped half an inch away from the boy's neck.

At that moment, even the snowflakes seemed to be still, and the young man felt a red shadow flashing in front of his eyes. Before he could react, the people around him all fell down.

When he raised his eyes, he met those eyes with slightly raised tails.

Yan Yun didn't know why he acted, he never interfered in mortal affairs unless it involved evil spirits, but at that moment, he inexplicably wanted to save him.

He did indeed save him, and after learning that his whole family had been beheaded, he stayed in Lin'an for several days, accompanied him to secretly bury his family, and because no one could trust him, he brought him by his side ever since.

Now 300 years later, the world has changed, and Lin'an is no longer an imperial city.

And that young man back then...Yan Yun put down the curtain with a smile, and looked sideways at Chi Yuan beside him.He thought that if he did it all over again, he would still save him.

Because he knows that his Ah Yuan is worth it.

"What's wrong?" Seeing him suddenly looking at him, Chi Yuan tilted his head slightly, his voice low and soft.

Yan Yun came back to his senses, blinked his eyes very slowly, glanced out of the opposite window from the corner of his eye, and smiled brightly: "A Yuan, we are here."

Chi Mansion is on Lin'an North Street, not too far from the city gate.As soon as Yan Yun's voice fell, the carriage stopped at the right time.Several people got out of the car one after another, and stood quietly for a while in front of the slightly dilapidated mansion.

The Chi Mansion in front of you is still the same as it was 300 years ago, even the plaque on the door has not changed.

Not long after rescuing the young A Yuan, Yan Yun found evidence to help Chi Xiao's family to be wronged, and the occupied mansion returned to A Yuan's hands.

However, A Yuan had already decided to travel with him, so naturally no one would live in the Chi Mansion, so Yan Yun entrusted him to Tong Jiu, a nearby cat demon.The cat demon was kind-hearted and had received Yan Yun's kindness, so he immediately agreed.

After that, Yan Yun didn't take much care of it, until he came back 200 years ago, and found that the cat demon would take in some beggars for a temporary stay from time to time, and would also ask someone to take care of it regularly.So although the mansion in front of us looks a bit dilapidated, the inside is still as clean and tidy as it was 300 years ago.

What's more, Yan Yun sent a letter to Tong Jiu as early as the departure.

"Your Majesty, Ah Yuan."

After a few people stood there for a while, the heavy door creaked open, and Tong Jiu, dressed in black, walked up to him with a smile.

Yan Yun greeted him briefly, and it was stated in the letter that they should stay in the Chi Mansion for a few days.

Returning to Lin'an Chi Mansion again, Chi Xiao was so excited that he couldn't describe it, he took the lead to enter the door, and when he saw the familiar pavilions and courtyard layout, he couldn't help his eyes blushing.

After 300 years, he finally returned home.

The home is still the one in memory, but the person I miss is no longer there.Chi Xiao glanced across the courtyard one by one, and then slowly stepped forward, stopping every few steps, as if remembering something, staring at the front in rapt attention.

Chi Yuan quietly followed behind him, looking at the bricks and tiles in front of him, and the dusty memories were also shaken in an instant.It's just that he always hides his emotions and anger, so he can't see anything.

After living in Chi's residence for two days, Chi Xiao just asked Chi Yuan to take him to the cemetery.

The mausoleum of the Chi family is in the northern outskirts of the city. It is the place chosen by Yan Yun and the boy A Yuan.

The tombstone was carved by the best craftsmen. Chi Xiao looked at the familiar name and subconsciously reached out to stroke it, his voice choked up at some point.

"Lan Niang, I'm back." Chi Xiao stroked the name of the stele, thinking of the gentle woman who always smiled in his memory, with tenderness in his eyebrows and eyes.

He squatted halfway in front of Lan Niang's tombstone, babbling about how he met Chi Yuan and how he returned to Chi's mansion.It was as if Lan Niang would sit beside him and listen to his chat every time he returned home.

Chi Yuan stood beside him silently, listening to him talk about from Yuyutai to Lin'an, from himself to him, then to Luo Yilingmo, and finally to Yan Yun.

"Although he is a Demon Lord, after getting along with him for a few days, I think he is not bad, at least he is very good to Yuan'er." Chi Xiaowu said to himself, not paying attention to Chi Yuan's surprised expression, and continued in a low voice:

"Besides, he saved Yuan'er, vindicated me, and brought Yuan'er by his side to protect him for seven years. Lan Niang, I know you may not believe it, but if you see him, you will be very satisfied."

"..." Chi Yuan finally heard something was wrong, he frowned slightly, and said softly: "Father, you..."

Hearing this, Chi Xiao raised his eyes and said with a slight smile, "I told your mother about my future daughter-in-law, why did you hear it?"

Chi Yuan: "..."

He spoke too bluntly, after a moment of astonishment, Chi Yuan finally realized what he said, and tentatively said, "How...how did you know?"

"It's not easy, of course you told me." Chi Xiao raised his eyebrows with a smile, seeing his eyes slightly drooping, he shook his head helplessly.

"In the seven days from Yuyutai to Lin'an, you looked at him more and more affectionately than I did, and every time after he fell asleep, you held him in your arms, leaning on his shoulders, so close. Could it be just a friend? ?”

"Also..." Chi Xiao paused as he spoke, then looked away and said, "Don't think I don't know if I close my eyes, the hands under your wide sleeves have already been held together."

Chi Yuan: "..."

Although he didn't deliberately avoid anyone, but it was beyond his expectation to be said so bluntly.

After Chi Xiao finished speaking, he glanced at him, then sighed imperceptibly, got up and stood face to face with him, and said very seriously: "Yuan'er, tell me in front of your mother, are you serious? "

"Yes." Chi Yuan blurted out, looking up at him, "It was 300 years ago, and it is even more so now."

Chi Xiao was surprised: "300 years ago?"

Chi Yuan lowered his eyes slightly, looked at his mother's tombstone, and said indifferently but seriously: "I started thinking about it 300 years ago, but he didn't mean anything to me. I waited for so many years before I finally got his response."

"You asked me if I was serious..." He paused and said, "Since I was young, I should have never been more serious than this."

It was rare for him to talk so much, Chi Xiao looked at him with a smile, with a loving and gratified expression on his face.

"Actually, I've thought a lot these days on the way back home, Yuan'er..." He whispered, looked at Chi Yuan beside him with a smile, and said in a slow and deep voice:

"When Wu You told me that you became the devil's confidant, I doubted whether you had gone astray because of the hatred of destroying the family, but my intuition told me that you would not, and it was indeed the case. And Yan Yun, as the devil, , I thought he would be as terrifying as the rumors said, but after getting along all the way, he was much better than I imagined."

"Yuan'er, I know that you have a great responsibility as an immortal, but as a father, I care more about your feelings. Since you like him, treat him well. If protecting the common people is your responsibility as an immortal, then Just let him become your heart as Chi Yuan."

He spoke sincerely and earnestly. Chi Yuan looked at him with deep eyes, and the deep eye sockets became moist at some point.

"Your mother and I both like Yan Yun, Yuan'er..." Chi Xiao raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, blinking and smiling, "When you get married in the future, remember to choose the best for the two glasses of wine in Gaotang. "

"it is good."

The author says:

The previous chapter has been rewritten and replaced, please remember to read it again, cuties.This chapter should be regarded as having met my parents. There should be another chapter to enter the new plot. Recently, I have been in a hot mood, and when I get bored, I will commit crimes--well, I am not actually lazy, but I am a little self-doubting and always worried. write collapse [crying]

感谢在2022-07-1323:50:16~2022-07-1723:13:22期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 490333222; fall without fog, love rises with the wind, but not with the wind 1;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of wenby; 14 bottles of fumiao;