Anyway, all heaven knows I've fallen

Do the job of lighting the fire.

Junior brother Xiaoliu was still very patient, "Then I'll come, I brought the flint..."

"Okay." Although it was a bit embarrassing, Ye Chenghuan was also calm, and seeing that he couldn't help with making a fire, he said, "Then I'll go hunt something."

Xiao Liu said obediently, "Brother, go slowly."

Ye Chenghuan grinningly patted his head, walked up to Master Chongyan and reported to him, then walked away with the sword on his back.However, not far away, he felt the sound of Xisuo's clothes scraping through the branches behind him.The sound was not loud, but it didn't seem to be deliberately hidden, and he could easily hear it.

Ye Chenghuan turned his head without the slightest hesitation, and the sword on his back that was flowing with spiritual power was already half an inch out of its sheath.However, at this moment, the person in front of him was wearing a black windbreaker, his face could not be seen clearly, his hands were as pale as paper, and his breath was like a ghost from hell.

He didn't know if there was malice in this person's arrival, but he would not make a move before the other party made a move.

"He...he...damn him...for me...for me...kill him!" He spoke intermittently, obviously very emotional.

Ye Chenghuan shouted, "Who are you?"

The man lifted the hood, revealing a pale and stiff face. This face was upright and graceful, exuding unusual docile, no different from ordinary people's face, yet Ye Chenghuan recognized him at a glance.

"You?! Feng Yu?!" He opened his eyes in shock, almost losing his grip on the sword.

It is said that after a person dies, the soul will wander in the world for seven days, commonly known as the first seven days.

However, most people's first seven are to go home and have a look, but he followed them here!Could it be that he is here every night these days? !

Thinking of this, Ye Chenghuan felt his scalp go numb.Ashamed to say, he claimed to be fearless all his life, and he even watched a ghost movie with his companions without squinting... In fact, he was so afraid of ghosts that he was scared to death.

"You...you...you...you're dead, aren't you?" He had just finished asking, and suddenly felt something was wrong. Why did this sound like the lines of a guilty murderer?

So he thought about it, changed the way of asking, and said cautiously, "Didn't you be given by the Winged Demon..."

"No, it's not the Winged Demon." Feng Yu's voice was so low that he could barely hear it, and he had to get a little closer to barely hear some words.But after hearing it clearly, he was full of surprise again, "It's not the Winged Demon?! Who is that?" Anyway, it doesn't matter who it is, it's not him, so why come to him?

"Yes..." Feng Yu bit her lip and said bitterly, "Feng Shui Qin!"

Hearing this name, Ye Chenghuan's pupils suddenly widened, "How is that possible?" He knew Feng Lan was indifferent, but he had never been a person who didn't know right from wrong.What's more, from his point of view, it is clear that the father and son of the Feng family have been bullying Feng Lan, and Feng Lan has been ignorant of it... How could a person like him kill his own brother? !

"Ye...Senior Brother Ye, I dare not approach him...I'm afraid he will drive me out of my wits! I can't find my father either. So, I can only come to you. I know who you are, and you must Help me! You must avenge me! You are a decent family, and your family is a family friend with mine... You will definitely not let me die in peace, right?!"

Ghosts don't shed tears, but Ye Chenghuan clearly felt that he was going to cry right now.

In fact, Feng Yu is just a little cowardly, and many things are beyond his control. He was originally in the prime of his life but turned into a ghost.

He sighed, and immediately wanted to say that he would investigate the matter. If what he said was true, he would definitely...

What must be... seek justice for him?

"Don't panic, first tell me what happened that day..."

Ye Chenghuan managed to stabilize his mind, but before he could finish speaking, Feng Yu suddenly opened his eyes wide and said in astonishment, "He...he is here, Senior Brother Ye, he is here!" The black smoke disappeared in place.But Ye Chenghuan knew that as a ghost, he couldn't go far at all. Presumably, the reason why he appeared here was because this place was close to Feng's house. If it was farther away, he would not be able to follow them.

"Ye Qian." Feng Lan's voice was always as clear as a breeze, making people's ears itchy.It's just that Ye Chenghuan was disturbed by Feng Yu's call just now, and he was a little dazed until he came to him, and then slightly raised his head to look at that person.

Feng Lan didn't notice his abnormal state, "Did you hunt anything? You haven't returned for a long time, Master asked me to take a look."

"Ah...not yet, haha," Ye Chenghuan laughed a few times, turned around and said, "This forest is also strange, not even a single bird can be found."

Feng Lan said, "Let's look inside again, there will always be."

"Oh..." Ye Chenghuan responded casually, but before taking a few steps, he opened his mouth and said, "Feng Lan, your brother... um... don't be sad." He tentatively mentioned it, and saw Feng Lan beside him His brow moved slightly, but he didn't say anything.

His eyelids drooped, like a lonely and sad beauty under the frosty moonlight.Ye Chenghuan felt that the atmosphere was a bit oppressive. After taking a deep breath, he continued as if he hadn't noticed, "However, I don't think it's that simple."

"Why?" Feng Lan turned to look at him.

"Winged Demon flies so high, but his wounds are all on the waist, and his face is clean, isn't it strange?" He had thought about these words before, but seeing Feng Lan covered in bruises, he was really embarrassed to doubt What.But truth is truth.He believes that Feng Lan has a hard time, but he will not ignore the fact that he may not be as simple as it seems on the surface.

"Fenglan, you are the closest to me in Fushan. If you have any difficulties, please let me know." He said sincerely.To Fenglan's ears, it was not like that at all.

"You..." He vaguely sensed that Ye Chenghuan should know something.

The fist in the sleeve gradually tightened.If... If Ye Chenghuan knew the truth of the matter, what would he do?Kill him for justice?Or tell the elders to let the elders rule?

Maybe he will be sent to the Department of Xiuzhen by Fushan, and he will be locked up in the dungeon to live a dark life... From then on... I will never see him again...

He had known for a long time that this kind of feeling was wrong, but he didn't know when it started, it was like a poisonous fang deeply rooted in his heart, and then it developed its power on that cold land until it was invincible.

"Ye Qian, do you still remember?" He suddenly had the urge to say what he wanted to say before Ye Chenghuan said the next sentence.

"When this matter is over, I have something to tell you."

That was the deadline he set for himself before coming to the snowy region.

If you don't return once you go, you will bury your bones in the snowy land; if you are lucky enough to return together, you will never back down.

"Well, remember, you can tell." Ye Chenghuan was stunned again when he was interrupted so abruptly.However, what he subconsciously thought at the moment was, now that the relationship has been broken, will what Feng Lan wants to say be the same as before?

How did he know that the Broken Fate Bottle would indeed bring them back to their original relationship, but what connected this relationship was not the red thread matched by long WeChat hands, but that day when he was standing on the high attic, facing the rules below. A boy walking, pouring a glass of wine like a mischievous...

Caught off guard

Feng Lan's throat tightened, and he suddenly found that he was not as fearless as he imagined.

Especially when he finds himself less and less like himself.I heard that his father died because of a madness, but he clearly didn't practice sorcery, but his mind was so unrighteous.Killing heart, lust/heart, they all accounted for it.

Suddenly, he said, "Elder Chongchang?"

Ye Chenghuan had been anxiously waiting for him to whisper to herself, but when she heard these four words, she immediately turned her head guiltily, but unexpectedly, just as he turned his head from this side, Feng Lan suddenly stepped forward , pressed him against a tree, and then mercilessly kissed the slightly parted lips.

Regardless of Ye Chenghuan kicking his feet desperately, and regardless of the man's staring red eyes, what came to his mind was a scene from a long time ago.

Liling City in Jinzhou is rich in fine wine.

As the saying goes, one side of water and soil supports one side of people. Jinzhou has a vast territory, and some cities in it have developed unique customs due to their special environment.

Just like the Songkran Festival in Liling City.

On this day, any woman who has a sweetheart in the family but has not had time to confess her love will hold a bowl of wine and come to the door of the sweetheart, wait for him to open the door, and pour some on his chest.If the man also likes her, he will pour the rest of the wine on the woman; if the man refuses, he will drink the rest of the wine in the bowl in one go.

When Feng Lan was still young, she vaguely remembered a woman holding her hand and walking on the streets of Liling City, watching people pouring wine while explaining this custom to him.

She said, my Xiaolan looks so good-looking, there must be many women pouring wine in front of the door.

Ten years later, when he carelessly wiped the wine that dripped down his chin with the back of his hand, his mother's words suddenly appeared in his heart, and he blushed for some reason, but he could only scold Ye Xiao in his heart. The bastard said, "I don't know the etiquette!" But I don't know when, I also became a person who doesn't know the etiquette.

Thinking of this, he made a gesture to bite Ye Chenghuan's fair and clean earlobe fiercely. Ye Chenghuan subconsciously prepared to bear the pain, but... when that guy really bites, he became extremely light again. Licking, it doesn't hurt at all.Uh, to make a metaphor, although it is not appropriate, it really looks like the puppy he once raised...

I don't know how long it took, when Ye Chenghuan's legs were about to lose consciousness, Feng Lan backed away slightly, and his eyes were fixed on his almost red and swollen lips