Longevity: The Flawless Dream

Many years ago, her mother advised her to enter the world to practice and realize the Dao in the mortal world.She also indeed realized the mysteries of Taoism three thousand and sitting and guarding chaos, and thus proved the innate Tao fruit.But the higher you stand, the more you peek at the door, the more you realize that your mother cannot be looked up to.If he wanted to accompany her on the road to immortality, he was too far behind at this point.

Even though I missed him endlessly, but with my current superficial morality, I still have no face to go back to Pingshan to meet my mother.

Lian Wuxia was immersed in his own thoughts, unaware that Feng Chan's hand was stiffly resting on the edge of his cuff.

Jian Xue glanced at Jian Feng Chan sympathetically, he was born to worship Buddha and never thought about Guan Ju, so naturally he couldn't fully empathize with his friend's depression at the moment, but he still couldn't help but feel regretful.Yijian Fengchan and Lian Changsheng are both his friends. He deliberately arranged for him to meet Lian Changsheng because of Yijian Fengchan's intention, and naturally respected Lian Changsheng's intention.Immortals are ruthless. Since Lian Changsheng is determined to practice immortals, the intention of conferring Zen with a sword, rather than exposing it to increase troubles, it is better to just expose it.

It's just a pity that he sealed Zen with a sword, and after tossing and turning for so long, he only got a joy in vain.All the love associations in the world are always impermanent...

He shook his head slightly, seeing that Lian Wuxia was lost in thought with an empty cup, and immediately refilled her a cup of tea.The soft sound of tea pouring into the cup brought back Lian Wuxia's thoughts. She took the teacup and thanked her with a slightly hazy gaze. She inadvertently glanced at Jianxue's cuff, and her eyes froze immediately.

His cuffs were torn open in a small size, and the dark green cloth shivered in the unique cold wind mixed with the fragrance of plum blossoms in Plum Blossom Pier, quite a bit of a messy charm in the wind.

A nerve in Lian Wuxia's brain suddenly tensed up. At first she was separated from the fire, and she didn't pay attention, so she didn't notice anything unusual about Jian Xue. After a closer look, she found that Jian Xue's clothes were damaged in several places, not only It was the cuffs, and there were rips on the back, shoulders, and side waist. Judging from the shape, it should be caused by the splitting of weapons.

Different from Renxie Yijian Fengchan, although Jianxue is known as Jianxie in the northern martial arts, in fact, his performance in the martial arts has always been very low-key, and his temperament is pure and elegant. , You can hardly find the aura of martial arts people on him.It would be more normal for Yijian Fengchan to have such a wound covered in gold and iron——

Wait, Feng Zen with one sword?

The alarm bells in Lian Wuxia's heart rang.A certain evil comrade is sitting by the fire with a displeased expression on his face at the moment, his brown braids and brown cloak are dancing in the wind, he is really cool and handsome, messy in the wind—— The premise is to ignore his boots that are about to be smeared with muddy water, the mud spots that covered most of his body, and the bloodstains accumulated over and over again on the crab shells covered by the fur half arm.

After careful identification, you can also see that the cuffs are greasy with fresh oil stains, vaguely in the shape of chicken claw bones.

For a moment, Lian Wuxia's aura trembled.

It is early spring now, even though Meihuawu is high and remote, most of the remaining snow in winter has disappeared.Except for the cleared space where they are now, the rest of Plum Blossom Pier is covered with half-melted warm snow, and if you want to run all the way here on foot, you will inevitably be attacked by mud and water splashes.The difference is that people who love to clean will deliberately use light work to step on the snow and fly without a trace, while people who don't care about small details will wade in muddy water and crush them with mud gushing all the way. The former is like Jianxue and Lian Wuxia, while the latter is like human evil. Feng Zen with one sword - so his mud can be explained.

Yijian Fengchan has always been willing to fight against anyone who comes to kill each other, and even often shows a tendency to deliberately find a fight. In this way, it is not unreasonable that there will be some old blood stains on his clothes.

Lian Wuxia kept listing all kinds of reasons in her heart, trying to suppress the intense feeling in her heart, but the effect was almost nothing, because she clearly heard the crisp sound of nerves breaking in her brain.

Yijian Fengchan silently stuffed back the lip balm box that had been taken out halfway, then looked up listlessly, and saw that Lian Wuxia was covered in such a dark cloud: "What's wrong? Looks like you're going to kill someone?"

The bright red eyelashes fluttered a few times, Lian Wuxia seemed to be a little excited and closed her eyes forcefully, when she opened her eyes again, there was still a strange forbearance flowing in the depths of her eyes, she frowned as if hesitating and restrained : "How long has it been since you washed it?" Before Yijian Fengchan could digest the meaning of this sentence, she had already turned to Jianxue, "How long has it been since you mended it?"

Shuangxie: "...huh?"

"Clothes!" Lian Wuxia frowned, and even the handwriting she swung was trembling with too much force.

Even though she is so intelligent and evil, she snapped her fingers in a daze after she figured out what she was expressing.Not long ago, Jian Xue came to Mr. Butterfly's door to find fault. Although there was no red in the fight, the clothes were inevitably torn by the sword wind of the weapon, and the brand new clothes were ruined just like that.Fortunately, there are not many cuts and they are all in an inconspicuous position, so they can still be worn after washing. It just so happens that I put them on today.As for Feng Chan with one sword, he had to pay attention to these details before the sun came out from the west.

Seeing that Lian Wuxia's expression was so nervous that he seemed a little nervous, and the depression that was lingering in his chest was overwhelmed by her posture of fussing over a molehill, and Yijian Fengchan helplessly helped his forehead: "This kind of thing like washing clothes Small things are not something a man should do!" Before he finished speaking, he saw Jian Xue staring at him with a hint of displeasure on his face, and hurriedly corrected himself, "Well, it's not something a man like me should do."

Is this an excuse for being sloppy?If Lian Wuxia remembers correctly, he was wearing this coat during the last battle at Bingfeng Ridge. It has been three months and this coat is still hanging on his body. However, the place that was supposed to be clean was even more dirty.

It is simply unbearable!

Although it is not obvious on the face, Lian Wuxia's hands in the sleeves have already started to tremble: "How do you clean it on weekdays?"

"I don't need it at all. Wouldn't it be enough to change out if it gets dirty? After all the clothes have been worn, pick out the cleaner ones and wear them. If you really can't wear them—just throw them away." Yijian Fengchan said lightly. road.

"But your clothes have been clean since we met!" Lian Wuxia felt that his second nerve was in danger of breaking.

"Well..." Yijian Fengchan thought for a while, "I will remake a hundred sets of clothes every ten years. When I first met you, it should have happened to be the first year in ten years."

Lian Wuxia took a deep breath, and looked at Jian Xue with piercing eyes. The girl who had always been quiet and peaceful, staring but not staring was very scary.The latter suddenly flew out with a sigh of impermanence, and turned his head sideways as if evading. After a while, under her staring with no intention of shifting, he finally turned back bravely, and said with some difficulty: "I am with you!" It's the same with Yijian Fengzen..." Seeing that the black air above Lian Wuxia's head suddenly surged, Jianxue said a rare long sentence, "My clothes are also redone every ten years. I can't do it..."

Lian Wuxia's chest rose and fell distinctly.To sum it up, Yijian Fengchan can't and doesn't bother to wash clothes - he probably can't mend clothes; although Jianxue Wuming loves to clean and often does laundry, but he is incompetent in needlework - all idiots in life.She closed her eyes bitterly, opened them after a long time, and wrote down a line neatly: "Take out all the clothes—wash! Make up! Tonight!"

"...It's just that a few clothes are dirty, just let it go, there's no need to make a big move." Yi Jian Feng Chan was speechless for a long while, and waved his arms. When he raised his hand, a hole the size of a fist in his armpit was exposed.

At that moment, even Jian Xue couldn't bear to look at him.

It's so embarrassing.

Lian Wuxia forcibly calmed down after seeing such an eye-catching scene.On the vast sea where the storm is sweeping, the center of the wild clouds and chaos is often the calmest place-it's just that you don't pay attention to your clothes. You are used to the roughness of Feng Chan with a sword, aren't you used to it?The Confucian sage Confucius said: "Which one is tolerable, which one cannot be tolerated?" With his extraordinary brilliance, it is inevitable to encounter one or two unbearable things, and it is really unnecessary to go to great lengths for some minor details.She thought calmly, it's just that the sage Confucius didn't know that there are always some things in the world, and everything can be tolerated - this alone will never be tolerated!

Lian Wuxia has been the all-round housekeeper around Lian Emei since she was 510 years old, from building houses and repairing furniture to doing laundry, cooking and taking care of children, there is nothing she can't do and doesn't do it often.Even when Lian Emei brought the Gong family sisters to Pingshan, as the first disciple, Lian Wuxia had to be busy practicing all day long, but during the breaks he had to make snacks for Lian Emei and cook for himself and Gong Zixuan. Water, clothes, shoes and socks for Emei, Gong Zixuan, herself and Gong Louxue, and taking care of Gong Louxue, who is a little milk baby waiting to be fed—in such a busy situation, she would Not letting any of them wear dirty or torn clothes, or drink a drop of cold soup and cold water, the title of No. 1 in the survivability of the new generation of Daomen is really not just a casual talk.

Poor Xie Jianxie, who was raised by nature, has never experienced a normal family life since birth, and has no idea that one of the most terrifying creatures in the world is a crazy housewife with obsessive-compulsive disorder.

With a flick of the sleeve, there was a pile of soapspots on the ground, and Lian Wuxia's eyes with a faint smile were so polite that he could not refute: "The technique of cleaning dust can clean the dust on the clothes, but oil stains and blood stains need to be carefully cleaned with soapshoes." "I can mend broken clothes. Jianxue cleans, and I mend clothes. Yijian Fengchan sorts out the stained clothes and the clothes that need to be mended, and then washes them with Jianxue. Hurry up, it will be ready before tomorrow morning." It's done. If it can't be done..."

She didn't write anymore, but her eyes were slightly bent, and she picked out a bright and bright smile, which was extremely dangerous.In fact, she believes that she has never deliberately belittled herself because of her superficial morality, and she has been practicing for thousands of years, but she can't subdue mere cleanliness, and she will be more vicious than evil spirits when she offends it.

At least with one sword, Feng Chan was stopped by this fierce gaze that was not like a devil but more like a devil, and he only persisted under her gaze for less than a quarter of an hour before being defeated.As for Jianxue, she had already left with the tub and saponins in her arms.

In the afternoon of the next day, the Six Ugly Wastes visited Plum Blossom Pier.But seeing the vigorous plum blossoms in the four fields and the faint fragrance, it should have been a rare and wonderful sight in the world - but countless clothes are "dotted" among the plum branches, and the beautiful poetry is gone, but it adds a sense of joy full of smoke and fire.

Meanwhile, the owner of Plum Blossom Pier, Jian Xue Wuming, and his friend Yi Jian Feng Chan were tired, and there was a tinge of bruise under their eyes, as if they hadn't slept well.

"You two don't seem to be in good spirits." Even though the Six Ugly Scraps had a good mental quality, they couldn't help being amazed at the huge amount of clothes that swept across the sky for a moment before turning their attention to the health of the two evils.

Yijian Fengchan yawned: "I was escorted by a friend to wash clothes all night, and I just stopped to take a nap. We are evil people and not King Kong, so of course we will be tired." With sleepy and blurred eyes, he sighed with lingering fear, "For the first time in my life, I know that the most terrifying thing in this world is not a powerful and unscrupulous enemy, but a woman who loves to be neat and tidy and careful."

"I..." Jianxue rubbed her drowsy temples, hearing this, her blue eyes finally dissipated a little of the fog of sleepiness, and said two words with concern and approval, "Second."

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