Affectionate male supporting role on the wall [Transmigration Book]

When the [-]-year kill was approaching, Shen Yulan came to the place where Rong Bingfeng and Jiang Huaiyuan lived and looked for it once.

Both of them are young teenagers, even though they tried to hide their tracks, it is not difficult for people who know them to find them.

What's more, Jiang Huaiyuan also carried a token with him, which was a string of locations and times carefully written down by his elder brother in a broken Taoist temple.

Later, these places and times, which were also kept in Shen Yulan's mind, became Jiang Huaiyuan's itinerary for the past six months.

When she realized that Jiang Huaiyuan, who was supposed to be as close as a brother and sister, was actually avoiding her and refusing to meet her, Shen Yulan stopped pressing and went directly to Xuantian Mountain.

**

It was a piece of cloth that was not too big or small, and looked rather crude.

It wasn't until the elder brother died that Jiang Huaiyuan realized what kind of opportunity the entrusted thing meant, and what kind of expectations and wishes it was full of.

He held it in his hand, as if it weighed a thousand catties.

Shen Yulan asked him to memorize everything that was written on the cloth, and then burn it, but until Jiang Huaiyuan knew the things on it by heart and memorized them fluently, he didn't want to really burn them.

This was the last thing the elder brother gave him before he died.

Later, this thing was discovered in the middle of nowhere, which caused a lot of disasters.

When Jiang Huaiyuan was hunted down and plotted against by people all the way, when he was tired of running for his life, when he was scarred and poisoned, Rong Bingfeng took out the moon grass and saved his life at the critical moment.

He recovered his life, but he didn't feel lucky at all, instead he became angry at Rong Bingfeng who saved him again and again.

He dropped the pill, smashed the tables and chairs, yelled at him, and even set fire to the crumbling wooden house, asking why should he save himself, why not just let him die.

Rong Bingfeng led him out of the sea of ​​flames, tied him up with a spirit rope, and waited until he had finished cursing, crying, going crazy, and calmed down, then he pinched his chin and looked coldly into those red eyes. ri, tell him the truth,

"I'm not the one who wants to save you and keep you alive. It's not me who is the prophet, the one who picked off the moon grass."

"It's your elder brother, Shen Yulan, Daoist Shen."

"What, now you want to let him down? Let him rest in peace?"

Jiang Huaiyuan stared at him with wide eyes, his face was pale, his eyes were dark, his clothes and hair were disheveled, his body had lost a lot of weight, and his original brightness and vitality had long been lost.

Ever since Shen Yulan died and was taken into the Spirit Sealing Pagoda by the Black Crow Demon Monarch, he seemed to be a different person, moody all day long, dying and dying.

At this moment, he suddenly looked at Rong Bingfeng without blinking, his eyes were rounded, the eye circles were still red, and an indelible light rose from the fundus of his eyes, turning into water vapor.

For a moment, Rong Bingfeng could see his former appearance from his face.

He suddenly thought of a lot, remembering the day when he first met Jiang Huaiyuan at the Immortal League meeting, his heart felt bitter.

He thought, how much can he blame?Didn't he himself have changed a lot, and he failed the high expectations of his master.

Regardless of being tied up, Jiang Huaiyuan asked him over and over again, "Really? Is it true that Senior Brother asked you to save me? Aren't you lying to me?"

Rong Bingfeng is not good at comforting people, so after answering several times, he yelled at him fiercely, "Shut up! Don't cry!"

Jiang Huaiyuan was really frightened, so he stopped crying, hiccupped uncontrollably, and complained aggrievedly,

"I, hiccup... Big brother, hiccup... not so, so, more fierce than me, hiccup... still, hiccup, tied me up..."

Rong Bingfeng was still angry at first, but he was amused by his intermittent hiccups and wanted to laugh. He refused to laugh out of face, so he turned his back and endured it, feeling that the bed board was trembling with the rhythm of the hiccups. broken work.

He took a deep breath, adjusted the expression on his face, turned around and pulled the person's finger, pinching the acupuncture point to help the person cure hiccups,

"Huaiyuan, I will treat you more fiercely and excessively in the future."

Jiang Huaiyuan was so angry that he wanted to pull his hand back, but he was tied up and couldn't use any strength at all, so he could only stare blankly, "Why!"

"You have gone mad once, and if you do it again, your body will collapse." He said seriously, "In the future, if you fall ill once, I will tie you up with this spiritual rope until you learn to calm down."

Jiang Huaiyuan lost his voice.

"Huaiyuan, now you are the same as me. You have no backing, no relatives. Izumo Mountain can't protect you, and your elder brother can't protect you anymore. Even the master can't take care of himself, fighting against the demons all day long. "

If there is no one to protect and pamper you, you have no right to be self-willed. If you don't grow up and become stronger quickly, you will not be able to survive.

It is not a choice, it is pushed forward by reality, irresistible.

Rong Bingfeng stopped, didn't say any more, and untied the rope for someone, and both of them fell into silence.

He was an orphan since he was a child. When encountering such things, he was calmer and stronger than ordinary people. No matter how painful and disturbed he was, Jiang Huaiyuan did not notice the traces.

Even though there was melancholy in my heart, I didn't know how to vent it. I was too depressed, so I picked up the jade flute and played it for a while.

The jade flute was given to him by Jiang Huaiyuan at the Immortal Alliance Conference, and he still carries it with him to this day.

After the song was over, Jiang Huaiyuan asked him, "What song is this, why have I never heard it before?"

"I don't know, I can't remember."

After a while, he added, "I was deeply impressed by this song, but I can't remember it... I tried to find its source for a long time, but I couldn't find it."

At this time, Jiang Huaiyuan's mood has completely stabilized and returned to a normal state, but the corners of his eyes are still a little red, "I heard that you used to have a adoptive father? Could it be that he blew it to you when you were young?"

"I don't know... I can't even remember what he looks like." Rong Bingfeng frowned, shook his head, then stretched his brows, looked at Jiang Huaiyuan, with some hope in his eyes, "In the future, when you finish The wish is made, and we have cultivated even more powerfully, Huaiyuan, then, let's find the source of this song together."

Jiang Huaiyuan looked at him and didn't speak for a while.

"Maybe the composer is still alive, maybe someone besides me has heard it, I want to go find it with you, and get back my lost memories by the way." Rong Bingfeng said, dreaming about the future In the days when there is no need to fight anymore, I smiled slightly, "Okay?"

Jiang Huaiyuan looked at him like this, suddenly lowered his head, avoided his sight, and said sullenly, "Why me?"

He didn't directly refuse, but he didn't agree either.

Rong Bingfeng said, "When you fulfill your wish", he thought that one day, he would go through all the secrets and places written on the rags that the elder brother revealed to him, and then, and then he There is nowhere else to go.

He didn't think about the future, and he didn't even want to think about the future when the elder brother let him go, and even hoped that that day would never come.

Shen Yulan raised his finger in one direction, and he just wanted to keep walking in that direction.

It seems that as long as this is the case, he will still be walking under the protection of the elder brother's wings, and he can still see that familiar figure when he turns around.

Jiang Huaiyuan curled up on the bed, hugged his knees and stopped talking, buried his head in the crook of his arms, refusing to look up at anyone.

Rong Bingfeng looked at him who was escaping from reality again, and the light in his eyes dimmed a little bit, turning into a deeper and deeper vortex, into a dark underwater undercurrent, surging silently.

After a while, the bed was shaking slightly, Rong Bingfeng stood up and said slowly, "I'll get you something to eat."

The sound of footsteps receded, followed by the creak of the wooden door opening, then closing.

Jiang Huaiyuan raised his head in the silence, looked at the half-closed door, gradually relaxed his body, and felt a little tired after the fuss, so he lay down wrapped in a quilt and closed his eyes.

**

In the past three months, Jiang Huaiyuan and Rong Bingfeng relied on various opportunities to continuously improve their cultivation, and under the pursuit and robbing of people from all walks of life, they cultivated a tacit understanding between each other.

Gradually, it is no longer a young child who can only run away when being bullied and save his life.

Later, Rong Bingfeng got a peerless sword and named it Duanshui, and the sword spirit came into being.Not long after, he suddenly realized the meaning of the sword, but all the wounds left by the Duan Shui sword were bleeding and difficult to heal.

With such a ruthless sword intent, there are many fewer people who dare to compete with the two of them for the treasures of heaven and earth.

But those who dare to provoke them are more powerful than the other. Some people don't even want to snatch or revenge, but just out of curiosity and competition, they want to ask for advice.

Rong Bingfeng usually doesn't like such troublesome things, so he handed over all of them to Jianghuaiyuan to solve them on his behalf.The two are of the same level and have a good understanding, but Jiang Huaiyuan's sword spirit and sword intent are always more mysterious.There are often people who are defeated by him, and they don't know what their sword intent is.

I don't know what happened in the fairy gate, causing people to panic, but no matter what, it has nothing to do with them.

The days gradually became much more stable, and Jiang Huaiyuan gradually regained his vitality in front of people, no longer gloomy and unhappy.

Only Rong Bingfeng knew that he didn't really get better.

From time to time, Jiang Huaiyuan would fall into nightmares in the middle of the night, lose control of his emotions, be sad or angry, until he fell asleep again, and recovered when he woke up again.

It happened that one night, both of them were drunk, and Jiang Huaiyuan woke up from the nightmare again, crying and shouting, totally irrational.Like a routine, Rong Bingfeng took out a spiritual rope to tie him up, and then patiently comforted and persuaded him.

But Jiang Huaiyuan, who was in a state of alcoholism, bit his arm, dripping with blood, almost biting off a piece of flesh.

No matter what he says or does, he only repeats the word 'roll'.

As a result, Rong Bingfeng, who had been suppressed and restrained for too long, finally broke a string that was stretched to the limit, and also went crazy.

When Jiang Huaiyuan was extremely angry, he became even more angry and ruthless. When Jiang Huaiyuan was distraught, he became even more sad and hurt. He poured out everything fermented in the bone marrow of his heart, leaving Jiang Huaiyuan with no choice but to drown in it.

In a night of absurdity, there is not much charm and emotion, but the catharsis and atrocities of two people.

Jiang Huaiyuan's body was covered with scars, looking miserable and pitiful, he couldn't even cry in the back.Rong Bingfeng was not much better, he injured one thousand enemies and eight hundred self-inflicted injuries, his Taoism was disordered, he almost fell into a demon, and suffered serious internal injuries.

The next day, both of them slept for a long time before waking up, and neither of them mentioned what happened last night.

During the day, everything remained the same, as if nothing had happened, it was just a dream.Jiang Huaiyuan can still laugh and talk, and Rong Bingfeng still protects his back and fights back all enemies.

After many days of calm, Jiang Huaiyuan once again fell into a nightmare, and the absurd night of the past reappeared again.

The only difference is that there is a little more mercy between the two of them, and there is no more injury that cannot be relieved for several days.

Jiang Huaiyuan's nightmare has never been cured, he has obtained a painkiller that will not fail, and it is by his side, ready for him to take at any time.It seems that if this continues, even if those nightmares are no longer cured, it doesn't matter.

That good medicine is said to be good medicine, but it is also a drug, but the medicine itself does not mind being abused by him, even if it is addicted or has a demonic obstacle, he does not stop it or tell it off.

There is no much intimacy except nights of nightmares.

Everyone treats them as just bosom friends, respecting, helping, and knowing each other, which is enviable.

Jiang Huaiyuan pretended to be stupid when he heard this, and Rong Bingfeng watched him pretend to be stupid, and also smiled and followed suit.

"Yes, Huaiyuan and I are like brothers."

**

Later, the Fengling Pagoda was broken, and Lu Yu and Le Zhengbai came back.

Later, Shen Yulan also came back alive.

Jiang Huaiyuan often had nightmares at night, but healed without medicine, and never had the same problem again.

Once cured, no good medicine is needed to relieve the pain.

He was still unwilling and afraid to meet his former senior brother. Even after Shen Yulan and Le Zhengbai became Taoist couple not long after, he was still worried about something and kept hiding.

It took about several months before he calmly had a 'chance encounter' with Shen Yulan.

When they met, Rong Bingfeng was also there, and the three found a tavern in the mortal world to sit down and talk.

"In these days, I've heard many rumors about the two of you," Shen Yulan poured the wine with a smile, her brows and eyes were full of sunshine and light, even if she was joking, it made people feel gentle and serious, " The tacit understanding is very good, and we have walked side by side for so long, is it really just the friendship of gentlemen?"

"Daoist Shen was joking." Rong Bingfeng scrambled to toast with others, with a calm and respectful expression. The young man opened his mouth a lot. We have been through life and death together, so we can be regarded as close friends."

Jiang Huaiyuan didn't drink much, and was having a good time eating snacks. He added, "Yes, we are like brothers. If you don't believe me, just grab someone who has met me and Bingfeng and ask him. He and I have been talking about this for a long time. look."

Shen Yulan looked back and forth between the two of them, but didn't see any clues. She shook her head and stopped thinking about it, "I misunderstood, so that's fine... Qianjin is easy to get, but confidant is hard to come by. Come, I respect you A glass."