【Ice Autumn】Crossing Mountain Spring

Luo Binghe said: "How to calculate?"

Mrs. Meiyin showed her face, and said with a smile: "Just give this flower your breath."

Shen Qingqiu was also a little itchy, and sat upright, wondering what Mrs. Meiyin would say about Luo Binghe's marriage.

Under the watchful eyes of the two, Mrs. Meiyin took the flower with a smile and looked at it carefully.Then, the smile froze.

Shen Qingqiu asked curiously: "How?"

Mrs. Meiyin frowned and looked at it again, the expression on her face became a little unstoppable, as if she was extremely embarrassed.Flipping her fingers, another flower appeared, and said with an embarrassed smile: "My family is not very good at learning, and there seems to be something wrong with this flower. Please trouble this little fairy, and give me another breath."

Shen Qingqiu became more and more curious, but still patiently waited for Mrs. Meiyin to take the flowers again.

Mrs. Meiyin took a deep breath, carefully looked at the stamens among the layers of blooming petals, repeated confirmation, and her expression became red and white again.

Luo Binghe's eyes fell on her calmly, and he quietly squeezed his palms tightly.

Mrs. Meiyin said hesitantly: "This... I can't say for sure."

Shen Qingqiu's heart skipped a beat: "How should I say it?"

Just as Mrs. Meiyin was about to speak, Luo Binghe suddenly sneered, turned around and smiled at Shen Qingqiu: "Master, since she doesn't understand herself, why waste her time."

Saying that, he grabbed Shen Qingqiu's hand and walked upstairs.

Mrs. Meiyin suddenly became unhappy, and she didn't even care about calling herself a "slave family": "I have counted thousands of people if not ten thousand, and I have never missed them. How do you know that I can't count?"

Luo Binghe didn't argue, just held Shen Qingqiu's hand and looked at him steadily: "Master, let's call the food upstairs, shall we?"

Shen Qingqiu's curiosity was aroused, he really wanted to hear it, he squeezed Luo Binghe's palm, and told him to wait a little longer, but his hand was wet, and his heart skipped a beat.

Shen Qingqiu firmly shook Luo Binghe's hand, signaling him to be stable, then turned his head and smiled at Mrs. Meiyin: "I'm sorry, my apprentice made a slip of the tongue. What exactly did the lady figure out?"

Mrs. Meiyin put the flowers on the table, and pondered: "My family saw... there are two red lines in this little fairy master's marriage."

"..."

"One of them was cut off suddenly. The other seems to be a continuation, but it is not quite the same as the other. It should be parallel to each other, but there are intersecting directions. It is hard to separate."

"...how to solve it?"

Mrs. Meiyin stretched her arms and sighed faintly, both unwilling and helpless: "In this life, even if a person lives among hundreds of flowers and takes out three thousand weak waters, there should be only one red line for life in this day. Even if it is The two red lines should not intersect each other. The two red lines of this little fairy are so integrated that even though there are thousands of marriages calculated by the slave family, they are unheard of. The slave family does not dare to make up a lie , Right now, I really don’t know how to solve it.”

On the way upstairs to the room, Shen Qingqiu walked in front, and as soon as he entered the empty corridor, he was dragged by a hand behind him and turned around, pressed against the wall, and a warm body came into his arms.

Luo Binghe's dark eyes looked at him in the darkness, and his voice was a little unsteady, "Master, she is making random calculations."

He gritted his teeth and said, "What two red lines? I am obviously the only one! She has said so much, but none of them are credible."

After venting his anger, he held Shen Qingqiu's hand pitifully: "Master, you trust me."

Luo Binghe's body trembled slightly, as if he was about to cry.Shen Qingqiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he touched the head that was about the same height as himself, and said softly: "Well, I know it for the teacher. I believe in you for the teacher."

Luo Binghe buried his face into his neck, and Shen Qingqiu couldn't help laughing: "Just now Mrs. Meiyin calculated the marriage for you. She hesitated a little, but you didn't want to listen. What are you afraid of?"

Luo Binghe fell silent, and Shen Qingqiu said thoughtfully: "I'm afraid it will be calculated in the end, isn't it me?"

Luo Binghe remained silent.Shen Qingqiu saw him dejected, with a little look of being hit, the folding fan gently tapped his brow, and firmly said: "No."

Shen Qingqiu looked into his eyes, and said word by word: "I promise you as a teacher, it won't happen."

After saying these words, Shen Qingqiu turned around and walked into the room first.

Luo Binghe didn't move.Standing in place, he gradually clenched his palms.

……no.

He wasn't afraid, the calculated marriage was not a master.

After living for two lifetimes, he will know that Meiyin has a wonderful plan and never makes a mistake.He was afraid that Mrs. Meiyin would see through the secret on the spot, and the two red lines were simply because of - he was reborn.

…In fact, there is nothing wrong with letting Master know about their last life, that they shared sufferings and mutually proved their hearts in the previous life.

I'm afraid that I have done so many wrong things to Master in the last life, and made so many mistakes. If Master knows, then he and Master will never be as unconcerned as they are now.

Luo Binghe didn't want to think about it anymore.

This is already very good now, and Luo Binghe doesn't want to change it in the slightest.

Shen Qingqiu stood in the middle of the room, put his hand on the Xiu Ya sword, and looked around.

He purposely asked for the last room. Because of the flaying demon incident, this upper room has always been haunted by ghosts, and no one dared to live in it.The old bustard thanked Shen Qingqiu for the key, and said that if necessary, just ask someone to go up.

Luo Binghe appeared behind him silently, closed the door, and sighed: "The last time I was here with Shizun was three years ago. Even the decorations haven't changed."

A group of not-so-formed black air slowly sank, lingering back and forth between the two of them, lingering.

Shen Qingqiu said unexpectedly: "You remember so clearly?"

Luo Binghe gave a faint "um", and said: "At that time, the master was unconscious, and the disciple was restrained by the skinning demon, so he could only look at the master. He couldn't touch him, and he couldn't wake him up. He was so anxious. , The disciple spends his days like years, half of his mind is worrying about his master, and the other half of his mind is observing whether there is a place in this room where he can take his master to escape. I have carefully checked every inch, so it is hard to forget. "

The room was spacious, and he and Luo Binghe were not standing close to each other. As Luo Binghe spoke unhurriedly, the cloud of black energy suddenly expanded several times, and the whole room suddenly surged with devilish energy and filled with resentment.

Through the black mist, Shen Qingqiu couldn't see Luo Binghe's expression clearly, and it was inconvenient to pass through directly, so he said comfortingly: "This kind of thing will never happen again in the future."

Luo Binghe suddenly continued without thinking: "Master, I have liked you since then."

The tumbling demon energy had been barking its teeth and claws, but now it froze for half a beat.

Although Shen Qingqiu had always been calm, his face was reddening at this moment.

He himself is a person who is not used to expressing his feelings. Luo Binghe is just the opposite of him, but in his last life he stalked him, and the most disgusting things he said were nothing more than "Master knows my heart, right?" "Anyway, Master." It's not the first time that Zun has disliked me, so if you're annoying, just annoy me."

Luo Binghe showed his heart so blatantly that Shen Qingqiu felt that his old face was a little hot, and he put away the folding fan that was shaking violently, and opened and closed it repeatedly in his hand.

The group of black air that could not make a sound suddenly surged, and a mocking "ho ho" sound broke out.There were bursts of sharp laughter, full of ambition, and endless joy.Shen Qingqiu could even imagine that if this cloud of black mist had formed, he would almost slap his feet on the table, shouting for retribution.

It's a pity that before he even laughed twice, Luo Binghe raised his hand violently, blowing that incompetent remnant soul into thin air.

The demonic energy in the room dissipated immediately, and the bright moonlight shone in, almost clearing the windows.Shen Qingqiu happened to be standing by the window, covered in moonlight, smiled at Luo Binghe, motioning for him to come over.

Luo Binghe immediately stepped forward and took his hand tacitly.Neither of them spoke, they stood side by side by the window, looking at the Baidi Water Pavilion outside the building.

After standing for a while, Shen Qingqiu saw that Luo Binghe was silent, seemed to be thinking, thinking that he was still thinking about what happened just now, and comforted him: "Don't worry, Mrs. Meiyin's calculation may not be accurate."

So what! ! !

He didn't understand it in the last life, so he still made a big circle in vain!

In short, Madam Meiyin's hexagram is better not to take it for granted, but to let nature take its course.Shen Qingqiu saw this very openly.

Knocking on the door cautiously twice, Xiao Er respectfully brought in a jug of wine and refilled hot tea, not daring to look around in the haunted room, nodded and bowed and hurried away.

Shen Qingqiu became interested: "Do you want to drink?"

Luo Binghe smiled: "Master's capacity for alcohol is not very good, do you really want to drink?"

Shen Qingqiu walked to the table, picked up the jug: "How do you know? I don't remember drinking in front of you, Master."

His capacity for drinking was indeed poor, no matter when he was Shen Yuan or Shen Qingqiu.But for some reason, I just wanted to have a drink today.

Because drinking can indeed leave a lot of things behind.

Luo Binghe said: "...Maybe the disciple misremembered. Let me drink with Master."

After speaking, he really took the wine glass that Shen Qingqiu handed over, and drank it down in one gulp.

Shen Qingqiu smiled, and not to be outdone, he finished the wine in his hand, raised the wine glass in his hand, turned over and jumped out of the window.

Luo Binghe blurted out: "Master!" Seeing that Shen Qingqiu was still sitting on the window sill, he breathed a sigh of relief, poured another glass of wine, and walked to Shen Qingqiu's side.

Shen Qingqiu gulped it down again.Luo Binghe looked at him with some concern: "Master, you should come down, if you get drunk, you will fall off easily."