Is it the same with other big brothers?

The drizzle is slanting and the wind is slanting, and the spring is fading.

The clouds and mists were thick, and the whole sunshine was shrouded in a whirl of white smoke. The back pear blossoms were competing to bloom, and the frost was whiter than the snow.

A figure holding an umbrella shuttles gently among thousands of trees like snow. The bamboo bone umbrella of black bamboo has been covered with pear blossoms. , with his movements lightly collided into a crisp sound.

Walking to the largest pear tree in the center of the pear orchard, the figure stopped, raised the umbrella slightly, and revealed a cold and handsome face. It was Zhou Lingxue who had grown up.

He put the umbrella aside, lowered his lower body slightly with eyelashes drooping slightly, and buried the pear blossom wine in his hand under the tree in a slow and graceful manner, with the same indifference on his face, as if nothing would disturb him Not at all moved.

After such a short period of time, pear blossoms fell on the hem of his hair crown and clothes, and were stuck to it by the light rain, embellishing the blue sunshine shirt like snow petals.

Five years, whether it is long or short, the half-grown child who first came to Rizhao pretending to be calm and flustered has grown into a handsome young man, and his every move is full of elegance.

It is also difficult for him to stick to his heart under the inconspicuous influence of Mingzhu, and grow into such a state of beauty and moon charm with difficulty.

He buried the wine under the tree, ignored the pear blossoms on his body, held up the umbrella again and turned to leave.

The sound of an ancient bell came from a distance, empty and far away, endless.

Zhou Lingxue frowned, and stepped faster. Just after walking out of the back mountain pear garden, a figure was standing on the steps not far away, waving at him: "Senior brother, hurry up, the little uncle is already waiting at the disciple's steps, don't worry!" It's too late to go down the mountain!"

Zhou Lingxue gave a "hmm" and walked quickly: "Here we come."

In the late spring of the 31st year of Chang'an, there was smoke and rain, and the sky was full of pear blossoms.

When Zhou Lingxue arrived at the Rizhao disciple stage, Gui He had been waiting with his sleeves folded for a long time—it's strange to say that this gentle and elegant little master always holds an umbrella in his hand no matter when and where, but When it rained, he closed the umbrella and held it in his hand, letting the rain wet his clothes.

Zhou Lingxue walked over quickly, bowed and saluted as a disciple: "I've seen my little uncle."

Gui He always had the elegant appearance of Yuan Zhi and Li Lan, with tiny raindrops on his eyelashes, which rolled down his face with a slight blink, and he said softly: "Longxue, everything that goes down the mountain Are you ready?"

Zhou Lingxue shook the storage chain on his wrist, and said, "It's all ready, and Master Lao will take care of it."

"Your master happened to be in seclusion these days, and he couldn't come to see you off in person, so he asked me to tell you a few words." Gui He stretched out his watery hand, and lightly tapped the center of Zhou Lingxue's eyebrows, "This time Going down the mountain to practice, remember not to be angry, not dry, not sad, keep your heart, and don’t be nostalgic in the hustle and bustle of the world of mortals.”

Zhou Lingxue lowered her head slightly, feeling Gui He's icy fingertips on the center of her brows, a cold spiritual power rushing into her spiritual sea, like a meeting gift of amulet given to him by Mingzhu when she first met him.

"Yes, thank you, master, uncle."

Gui He sent his spiritual power over before gently withdrawing his hand: "Your tenth senior brother was supposed to go down the mountain this time, but it has been rainy these past few days, so he suddenly caught a cold and couldn't even get out of bed, your master If you are not here, the uncle has no choice but to make up his own mind and ask your other senior brother to accompany you."

Zhou Lingxue raised her head coldly, looked at the senior brother who had kept her sleeves together and said nothing, and suddenly felt that this experience was worthless.

Gui He said: "Qingkong, this time I'm going down the mountain, I'll leave the snow to you."

Lu Qingkong, like Mingzhu, never wears a sunshine shirt properly. He is wearing a plain black shirt, and there are some random pendants hanging on his girdle, which make a "click" sound when lightly bumped. , It's really weird.

Others can't understand Lu Qingkong's weird aesthetics at all, but fortunately, he never cares about other people's eyes, if it's not because the mechanisms he developed are relatively heavy, he would like to put them all on top of his head to show off.

Zhou Lingxue and Lu Qingkong looked at each other, and soon turned their heads with disgust on their faces.

Lu Qingkong raised his hand to salute his junior uncle with a cold face: "Yes."

The two formed a bond that was still the one at Baijian Mountain. After all these years, instead of reconciling, they have grown a little disgusted. When they look at each other on weekdays, they want to dig out their own eyes.

Having said that, the two of them still respectfully bowed to the little martial uncle, and walked towards the three thousand steps.

Seemingly aware of it, Zhou Lingxue suddenly turned around slightly, looked at Rizhao Mountain shrouded in rain and mist, and his eyes moved slightly.

Seeing this, the little uncle smiled softly: "Your elder brother is also in time for retreat these few days, so he can't come to see you off. If you have anything to say, you can tell the uncle, and I will tell him when he leaves the seclusion."

Zhou Lingxue shook his head, and said, "Nothing. Little Martial Uncle, Lingxue bids farewell."

The little uncle waved his hand at him, and Zhou Lingxue turned around and walked towards the green three thousand steps step by step. He raised the wrist with the jade order on it, and gently pressed it on the protruding part of the collarbone. At this point, I don't know what I thought of, a soft color flashed across my face, and disappeared in an instant.

Lu Qingkong didn't wait for him, all he left was a shadow after such a short time.

Zhou Lingxue has been working hard all day for the past five years. Although he has no spiritual veins, he has successfully reached the foundation building with that Wuxin sword. The journey of time was abruptly shortened by them to three quarters of an hour.

When stepping down the last stone steps, a blue spiritual power rippling slightly from the jade ring on Zhou Lingxue's wrist, suddenly the surrounding sky brightened, and a continuous peach forest path came into view.

As soon as he got out of the shelter of the Rizhao Mountain barrier, Lu Qingkong immediately threw aside the pretended brothers and friends in front of Gui He, turned around coldly and grabbed Zhou Yingxue's lapel, and spoke like ice: "Take it out."

Zhou Lingxue has just turned sixteen, but he doesn't know what Mingzhu has fed him these years, his stature has grown so crazy that he is actually a little taller than Lu Qingkong.

He was indifferent to other people mixed with alienation, but to Lu Qingkong, he made no secret of his cruelty. Before Lu Qingkong touched his lapel, he raised his hand coldly and waved his hand away mercilessly. Wrist, said: "Don't touch me, this is not your thing."

Lu Qingkong stared at him mockingly: "The formation of my mechanism can only allow a living person to survive inside for an hour, are you sure you want to talk to me here and let him suffocate inside?"

Zhou negative snow: "You!"

The two fought against each other and refused to give in to each other.

In the end, Zhou Lingxue's clothes softened. He stared at Lu Qingkong coldly, stretched out his hand and pulled the pendant off his neck, and handed it to him.

Lu Qingkong snorted and took the boundary bead that could store living things, and flicked it casually, a red shadow suddenly appeared in the air, only to hear the man wailing, and slammed into Zhou Lingxue who was beside him.

Regardless of whether Lu Qingkong did it intentionally or not, Zhou Lingxue hastily stretched out his hand and covered the man wholeheartedly: "Senior brother!"

The person in the Zhenyu Pearl is the bright candle who has been thinking about escaping from Rizhao Mountain all year round. He is dressed in messy red clothes and has loose long hair. , he instinctively stretched out his arms to hug Zhou Lingxue's neck, and would not let go.

Mingzhu closed his eyes and tremblingly said: "Did I, I, I land?"

Lu Qingkong stepped forward impatiently and pulled him off by the collar, saying: "Don't be stupid, we've already come out for sunshine."

Mingzhu wobbled for a long time before standing still, staring at the surrounding scene in bewilderment, before he had time to rejoice, he ran to the side with a pale face and vomited to the death.

Zhou Lingxue hurriedly caught up and patted him on the back, frowned and said, "We don't have Yujian to fly into the air, so how can we make people feel so uncomfortable?"

Mingzhu leaned against Zhou Lingxue's arms, weakly held onto his shoulders to prevent himself from falling, and said angrily, "Zhou Yuzhu... has been shaking, you go in and stay for more than half an hour to see if it's okay. Will vomit."

Mingzhu has always indulged in pleasure, if it wasn't for escaping from Rizhao Mountain in this way, he wouldn't have suffered so many crimes by stuffing himself in the boundary beads and wandering for more than half an hour.

He almost vomited himself to the point of collapse, and he felt much better after being held in his face by Zhou Xuxue and fed some water.

"We came out for sunshine."

Mingzhu Yanyan looked up at the colorful peach blossom grove beside her, she didn't know what to think of, suddenly pointed to the peach blossom tree beside her, and said: "When I went to Rizhao Mountain, this tree was only this big..."

He clasped his index finger with his thumb and made a gesture of a thickness. His eyes full of sparkle looked at the thick peach tree that was already hugged by one person. For some reason, a slight smile appeared on his pale face. He tilted his head and murmured in a low voice: "No, So what? I'm still out."

Mingzhu thought: "No one can trap me."

Zhou Nexue looked at him with a look of loneliness and madness, her heart trembled slightly: "Senior brother?"

Mingzhu raised his head, smiled at him, and said: "It's nothing, let's go down the mountain as soon as possible, if the little master finds out that I'm missing, maybe the whole Wuzhou will arrest me."

Seeing that it was difficult for him to even stand up, Zhou Lingxue sighed slightly and put Ming Zhu behind his back without complaint, and followed Lu Qingkong who had already left impatiently in front of him.

Five years have passed, and time seems to have left no trace on Mingzhu's body. He is still as wanton and arrogant as Zhou Lingxue when he first met, with a beautiful and coquettish appearance that can seduce people's souls at any time.

After Zhiya was turned into ruins, Mingzhu lived in Wen Xian of Zhou Xuexue for several days, but after Zhiya was refurbished, he was reluctant to go back.

There is no other reason. Ming Zhu, who has always been loose and sloppy, suddenly found that although his junior brother is a bit wordy on weekdays, he is very good at taking care of people, especially during those days when he was couched and couldn't get out of bed. In his mouth, all affairs, big and small, are taken care of for him, which makes him extremely comfortable.

In the end, he shamelessly decided that Lai Zai Wenxian would not leave.

Zhou Lingxue couldn't stand the elder brother's shamelessness at all, so she had to tidy up a room for him alone. Since then, Mingzhu has enjoyed the days of being served by others. Definitely go back once.

Oh, it would be more pleasant if Zhou Chengxue didn't come to wake him up every day for morning class.

Zhou Lingxue walked in the bright red peach blossom forest with a bright candle on his back, and the crimson petals fluttered and floated all over the sky, like unburned sparks after burning.

"Brother." Zhou Nexue didn't know what to think of, and suddenly called him.

Ming Zhu lay on his back, weakly replied: "Huh?"

Zhou Nexue said seriously, "You're getting fat."

Bright Candle: "..."

The author has something to say:

Brother, did you vomit today?

Vomited.