Looking for plums under the moon

Ling Guyue suppressed her impatience, turned her head, panted and asked, "Who?"

Strangely, there was no answer at the door.

He was puzzled, just now he clearly heard footsteps, how could there be no one?I'm going to check it out.

Shen Luo wrapped his arms around his waist and refused to let go, resting his chin on his shoulder, "Brother, leave him alone."

Ling Guyue followed his back and whispered: "Do you know who it is?"

Shen Luo snorted softly, "This person's footsteps are flimsy and his breath is unstable, which shows that his martial arts are mediocre."

Ling Guyue thought for a while, "Xiao Qiu?"

"Apart from him, who else is so reckless? Thinking about it, he should stand outside the door and dare not come in."

"I'll go and have a look." Ling Guyue pushed Shen Luo onto the chair and sat down, straightened the messy belt, opened the door doubtfully, and saw Xiao Qiu standing with his head down and facing the wall.

"Xiaoqiu? You...what's the matter?"

Xiao Qiu glanced at him, then quickly withdrew his gaze, staring at his own toes without saying a word.

"What's wrong?" Ling Guyue saw that his ears were turning red, thinking of him and Shen Luo in the room just now...... coughed, her face was burning again, "Did you see it all?"

Xiao Qiu hesitated and nodded.

"So what if you see it?" Shen Luo came out and took Ling Guyue's hand, as if declaring ownership.

Ling Guyue pinched him secretly, looked at Xiao Qiu, "You are still young, you don't understand many things."

"I'm not young anymore." Xiao Qiu finally raised his head and straightened his body, "I'm almost as tall as my senior brother."

The young man in front of him was like a thriving spring banyan tree, his brows and eyes showed heroism, and he already looked like a son and daughter of the world.

"I'm 17 years old, so...brother, I understand." Xiao Qiu stared at the hands that the two shook hands, and said seriously: "I should have guessed it last time in Pingchuan. Senior brother didn't get hot from drinking tea. Mouth, but..."

"But what?" Shen Luo asked suspiciously.

Ling Guyue hurriedly interrupted his questioning, "Xiao Qiu, I didn't intend to hide from you, but I just felt that the time was not up. Since you saw it today, it's okay for me to tell you... As you can see," shook it twice "I like him, and he likes me too."

"But Senior Brother and Brother Shen are both men..."

"You've only lived a hundred years, so why stick to those rules and regulations? As long as you're the right person, it doesn't matter if you're a man or a woman?"

Ling Guyue spoke bluntly, without any shyness in her eyes, Shen Luo couldn't help looking at him intently.

"From now on, you must treat Big Brother Shen as you treat me."

Xiao Qiu let out a muffled "hmm".

"Of course, if he bullies you, you can also tell me, and I will help you deal with him."

Shen Luo averted his gaze with a little guilt when he thought about the incident of framing Xiao Enemy earlier.

"Yes..." Xiao Qiu couldn't accept it for a while, and then lowered his head again after answering, "By the way, I remembered, I came to tell my brother something."

"what's up?"

"Sister Shiyao said that she would leave early in the morning, but brother Lin fell ill with typhoid fever again, and it might not be convenient to ride a horse, so she asked me to ask senior brother, can we change to a carriage and go on our way?"

Ling Guyue said: "Alright, I'll go and see him later."

"Then...Senior Brother, Big Brother Shen, I'm leaving first, you continue..." Xiao Qiu raised his head and glanced at the two of them, then slipped away with oil on his feet after speaking.

"Brother, do you want to continue?" Shen Luo asked solemnly.

Ling Guyue's face was reddish, and she shook her head when she heard the words, "Indulging in lust and hurting the body, this kind of thing can't be done too much." What she thought in her heart was: wait for me to find a chance to study the erotic book, otherwise I won't do anything, wouldn't it be a joke for my junior brother ?

Shen Luo couldn't help feeling disappointed, what indulgence?The two clearly had nothing to do in time...

The temperature on his lips did not disappear, so he had no choice but to hug Ling Guyue, lowered his head and bit his neck without pain or itching, "I think the brother is obviously too abstinent!"

Ling Guyue felt his hot and humid tongue roll over the sensitive skin on the side of her neck, her face went numb, and she hurriedly pushed him outside the door, "You are still injured, go back to your room and rest, you have to go to the Buddha Heart Gate tomorrow ..." After finishing speaking, he closed the door and leaned against the door, his heart pounding.

Shen Luo stood at the door and said in a deep voice, "I want to go with senior brother..."

Why don't I want to go with you?

Ling Guyue touched the place on her neck where he had bitten, cheered up and smiled, "Junior Brother, hurry back after you finish, don't keep me waiting."

Shen Luo nodded, and suddenly remembered that Ling Guyue couldn't see, so he said: "Okay."

Early the next morning, Ling Guyue didn't want Shen Luo to go out to see her off, but when she woke up, she saw Shen Luo guarding the door, feeling a little depressed.

"I'll send my brother out of the city."

No need, you still have something to do today... Ling Guyue was about to refuse, but she opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word, and finally it became: "That's okay..."

The heavy snow is not stopping, and the sky is yellow.

Holding an umbrella, Ling Guyue walked side by side with Shen Luo on the streets of Pingnan, a few feet away was Xiao Qiu driving a carriage, and Fan Shiyao and Lin Jue were sitting in the carriage.

Xiao Qiu turned around and shouted at the two of them: "Brother, let's go first and wait for you at the gate of the city!" After finishing speaking, he rode his horse and galloped away without waiting for Ling Guyue to reply.

In the empty street, there were only two people left for a moment.

Ling Guyue moved the plain silk umbrella to Shen Luo's side, "Does the injury still hurt?"

"It doesn't matter," Shen Luo moved a little closer to him, "the scabs have already formed."

"Then do you think there's something wrong with you?"

"Brother, do you mean the Ten Directions Forbidden Technique?"

"Well, when master and old man Jingshan practiced this skill, there were signs of backlash within a year. Why haven't you changed so far?"

Shen Luo shook his head, with a puzzled expression, "Maybe it varies from person to person..."

Ling Guyue nodded, "That's fine, we still have time."

Shen Luo frowned suddenly, "It's not urgent, I have a question to ask my brother."

"what?"

"Lin Jue has always disliked you and me, why did he suddenly care about Senior Brother?"

"This... should be what Uncle San meant..."

Shen Luo was vigilant, shook his head and said: "I don't think so, the third uncle is thousands of miles away, how can he control him? It must be that he knows about senior brother and wants to rob you with me."

"Nonsense," Ling Guyue glanced at him, "It's just you thinking about these things all day long."

Shen Luo said in a dull voice: "Who told senior brother to be so good-looking, many people like you, how can I rest assured?"

Ling Guyue stopped in her tracks and smiled at him: "You have to know, there are so many people in the world, but I just want to be with you."

Snowflakes were flying, and occasionally a few fell under the umbrella and landed on the shoulders of the two.

Facing Ling Guyue's watery eyes, Shen Luo felt that the surroundings suddenly became quiet, and the uneasiness that had been pent up in his heart for many years also disappeared at this moment.

It's fine for others to look at it, no one can try to snatch senior brother away, other people are mine, and so is my heart.

Shen Luo smiled back, and held his hand holding the umbrella, "Brother, let me go with you."

"Stop making trouble," Ling Guyue smiled and broke his hand away, and took another hand, "You just showed your edge in front of the 36 faction two days ago, and today you will give up going to Tibetan scriptures for the sake of your children's personal interests." Your chance?"

"Give up if you give up," Shen Luo murmured softly, "Even if it's a peerless martial art, it doesn't matter how important it is to have a brother."

Ling Guyue led him and continued to walk forward, "Pingchuan's disciples all want you to go, they always regard you as a role model, do you want to let them down?"

Shen Luo frowned, and really said nothing.

The two walked hand in hand on the snow-paved cobblestone road, with dead trees on both sides covered with snow, but their hands were warm, so they didn't feel cold.

The sky is twilight, and no matter how long the road is, it will come to an end.

Ling Guyue raised the handle of the umbrella and saw the carriage stationed at the gate of the city.

"It's here." Putting the umbrella into Shen Luo's hand, Ling Guyue sighed softly, "There is no need to send it away."

Shen Luo refused to leave immediately, and said lightly: "Brother, go, I will watch you go."

Ling Guyue had no choice but to walk out of the city gate under his watch.

Xiao Qiu stood on the carriage and waved at him, "Brother, get in the carriage!"

After getting into the car, Xiao Qiu drank the horse and wanted to leave, Ling Guyue couldn't help but lift the curtain and look behind.

Shen Luo stood under the city gate, dressed in black, with a lot of snow on the plain white paper umbrella in his hand.The cold wind blew up the corners of his clothes, revealing the red gauze on his arms.He didn't seem to realize it, and looked here in a daze.

The two ruts on the snow seem to be the melancholy of another time, extending to the distant sky, endlessly.

"Don't look, no one is there." Lin Jue leaned against a corner of the carriage and glanced at Ling Guyue.

Only then did Ling Guyue look away, and when she put down the curtain, she turned her head and saw his cheeks were red and his lips were pale, and said, "Why did you become so ill after one night?"

Lin Jue said weakly: "It will be like this when it's cold, and it will be fine when we return to Jinling."

Fan Shiyao put down the bamboo curtain to keep out the wind, "No accident, we can go to Jiaochen Pavilion tonight, and Mr. Lin can rest for a few more days then."

Lin Jue shook his head, "Shu is wet and cold, I'm really not used to living here, it's better to go home as soon as possible."

Fan Shiyao was taken aback when he heard the words, and looked out through the gap in the bamboo curtain, not knowing what he was thinking.

After walking for half an hour, Xiao Qiu parked the car by the side of the road, "Sister Shiyao, can you see if this is here?"

Fan Shiyao and Ling Guyue came out, looked at the deep valley around them, nodded and said, "It should be here."

Fan Shiyao turned to the inside of the carriage and said, "Mr. Lin, the snow is deep in the mountains, you are inconvenient, why don't you stay here with Xiao Qiu and wait for us."

Lin Jue tightened her cloak, "It's nothing, I'll go with you." Then he got out of the car.

The three of them quickly found a stream hidden in the valley. It was a season of cold weather and decaying vegetation, but the banks of this stream were still lush and green, without any signs of withering.

"It must be raw water." Ling Guyue pushed aside the grass that was as high as a person, and saw the flowing water under her feet. Although it was not frozen, there was not a single fish swimming in the water.

Fan Shiyao also walked to the stream, picked up a handful of cold water and looked at it, "Sure enough, it is as good as the medical records. It can grow vegetation, but not livestock." He took off the water bag on his waist and began to draw water .

Ling Guyue and Fan Shiyao each packed a bag, stuffed the cork, and were about to go back the way they came, but unexpectedly a person came in front of them.

The three of them were startled, no one heard footsteps just now, when did that person come?

The visitor held a long sword and looked directly at Fan Shiyao's face with a smile on his face.

Fan Shiyao squeezed the white silk around his waist with his hands behind his back, and asked in a bad tone: "Liu Feimo, how did you find this place?"

Liu Feimo narrowed his eyes, "Of course I followed you."

"Follow me?" Fan Shiyao sneered, "Could it be that you forgot who drove you out of Jiaochen Pavilion back then?"

"Of course I don't dare to forget," Liu Feimo took a step forward, "So I'm here again today."

"What are you doing here?"

"That year I went to Jiaochen Pavilion to look for you, but you refused to talk to me. Now that we meet again, I would like to invite the girl to the Changyuan Gate of Qiushui. Wouldn't it be beautiful for you and me to toast to enjoy the snow under the moonlight?"