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Chapter 28 Wind Cemetery (1) The first rays of morning light spread on the canopy of the continuous trees, and everyone who had rested all night woke up energetically.Jiang Beihan looked up, and saw that the wound on the young man's waist had obviously been carefully treated, and it had been healed, and he instantly showed a look of relief and relief, and was about to test a few words, when the pair of sisters and brothers who were killed in the blessed land yesterday came up in person.Mi Li's snow-white veil was lifted to both sides, and her face was as beautiful as a peach and plum in three springs, and the woman bowed: "Thank you for your rescue." ”The boy had been put on a sleep charm last night, and he slept soundly in the second half of the night, and now he bowed down gratefully.Jiang Beihan hurriedly helped the two of them, so modest that he didn't dare to accept this big gift."
It's just a gesture, don't dare to do it."
Qiushui's long eyes stared at the sword box behind him, and the woman couldn't help but ask, "This son is the Jiang Sword Master of the Juque Sword Sect?"
”The Long Whale Sword is so famous that even the people on the small island continent of Egret Continent have heard of it.Since he was a child, Jiang Beihan had heard this longing tone countless times, but when he thought about it, the current Long Whale Sword was flawed, his heart sank, and he smiled bitterly: "Don't dare to say the name of the sword master." ”"Sister, I'll tell you, it's really Jiang Jian Master."
The young man was full of energy, and exaggeratedly compared: "Yesterday, the sword master brushed the ground with a sword, and all those vines were cut off, but it is amazing, it is worthy of the famous Long Whale Sword." ”After the young man finished describing the earth-shattering battle with his sister, he stared at Jiang Beihan with a fierce gaze: "Master Jiang Jian, you saved me, I can't repay it, why don't you go to our house for a few days!"
It's more comfortable than the inn here!
”Jiang Beihan was stunned by this sudden request: "Guest?
”"That's right, it's just that my father has been out of the customs for a few days, and he has long wanted to know you!"
The young man said, suddenly touched the back of his head, and smiled shyly: "It's really rude to forget to report to your home."
We are all descendants of the Fan family in the Wind Cemetery, although we are not as famous as your sect, but on this small island of Bailuzhou, we are also famous. ”Wind Cemetery Fan Family?
Jiang Beihan searched his mind about the major wealthy families in the Central Region and the Central Continent......
There is no impression of the Fan family in the wind cemetery.It seems that it is really a "famous" Xiuzhen family.The young man's eyes sparkled, and he looked at him with reverence and expectation, "So, can the sword master come?"
”"Thank you, I appreciate your kindness, but-" Jiang Beihan smiled apologetically and glanced back: "I came from Cangzhou with a few Taoist friends, and I am going to Pujiadu to participate in the battle of talismans in ten years, I'm afraid I can't stay here for too long." ”"Pu Jiadu?
Is it the Langhuan Secret Realm?
It seems that it has been quite popular recently. ”The young man was a little disappointed: "But it's still early in ten years, it's okay to stay for a few days, I still want to ask you to teach me swordsmanship......
Ah!
”Before he finished speaking, his sister twisted his arm lightly, and said: "Okay, don't be willful, the sword master is busy with important things, and besides, you always practice swords for three days to fish and dry nets for two days, how many masters are angry?"
The sword master will teach you in just a few days, will you be able to grasp the essence?
”The boy touched his arm and stopped talking.The woman pursed her lips and smiled, the white veil brushed her eyebrows, and the water rippled: "My brother is naughty, so that my son can see and smile." ”"It doesn't matter."
Jiang Beihan was about to say goodbye to his sister and brother, when he heard a wail resounding through the forest, and several birds fluttered and were scared away: "What are you doing!"
The last flying boat at the ferry port has flown away?!
Didn't you say that you only set off at a good hour?!
”Xia Xuan took a transmission note and beat his chest, "I'm so angry!"
This boat has gone back on its word!
The flying boat is gone, and it doesn't remind us of a word!
Senior Brother Jiang, let's go to him and reason!
”"What's going on?"
Jiang Beihan walked over."
It's news that just came."
Aya Yanyan's face was solemn: "The flying boat booked yesterday was wrapped by a wealthy merchant at ten times the price, and it had already set off half an hour ago. ”Her shoulders also slumped: "The Bailuzhou ferry is already sparsely populated, this is the last flying boat of the day, it seems that we have to stay here for another day." ”"Ten times the price?"
Jiang Beihan's face twisted, his focus was here.Xia Xuan also had an expression of stepping on dog shit: "It is reported that the rich businessman also brought a concubine, and the two of them took a flying boat to see the sea view for their honeymoon, and they have threatened to charter the entire ten flying boats at the ferry, and make a grand scene of the flag covering the sky and the sun, and spend a lot of money just to laugh at the beauty." ”"That's three hundred times?!"
Jiang Beihan grabbed this key point and didn't let go.I really don't know whether to say that this person is interesting, or if he is full and has nothing to do.He himself is happy, and the others are unlucky.Of the five people who traveled with him, only two were monks at the peak of the Middle Realm, who could travel thousands of miles a day, and the remaining three were as slow as snails crawling.Of course, Jiang Beihan couldn't leave them on the road alone, and weakly supported his forehead, "There is no way to do it, let's find an inn to stay for another day." ”The original flying boat was forced to land on Egret Island because of the appearance of giant whales, and now because of the appearance of a lustful rich businessman, several people have to stay here for a few days.Is it a coincidence?
The white pear who was stretching his waist moved, subconsciously looked sideways, and the young man leaning under the tree held his hands lazily, and the golden-orange morning glow that spread through the gap in the canopy of his eyebrows was all melted like orange-flavored ice cream, and the air was suddenly filled with a fresh and fragrant sweetness.Bai Limu Ran turned his face.It can't be him again, right?
The five people here were worried, only the young man was overjoyed: "You don't need to find an inn, Jiang Jian Master can actually ......"
His sister pulled him and motioned him not to talk too much.The young man looked babbling, but he unexpectedly listened to his sister's words, but he couldn't hide the disappointed look between his eyebrows.Unexpectedly, she took a few steps forward and said with a smile: "In this case, Jiang Gongzi still temporarily lived in the Mansion for three days, and we have the right to repay you for saving your lives." ”Glancing to the side again, "This Buddha also agreed to stay with him." ”Jiang Beihan's gaze followed, and the monk in dark red monk robes stood beside the tree, as quiet as a stone, if it weren't for the bright clothes, he would almost merge with this gloomy ancient forest.He folded his hands, chanted the Buddha's name, and lowered his eyes and was silent.The woman wearing the white veil looked at him deeply and explained: "The Wind Cemetery is practicing Buddhism, and it just so happens that this Buddha is a senior monk of Keats Temple, so I want to ask the Buddha to go to the mansion to explain the Dharma." ”Jiang Beihan still didn't plan to stay, after all, people have a reason to explain Buddhism to others, what is he going to do?
Could it be that this group of Buddhist cultivators really taught how to swing a sword?
Just as he was about to refuse, Xia Xuan stood on tiptoe and hooked him, hooked him aside, and lowered his voice: "Senior Brother Jiang, if you don't live in vain, that Feng Cemetery is also a family with a head and a face, and the degree of food and clothing is definitely not much worse, and besides, people are to repay our kindness, so it is not for us to take advantage." ”Jiang Beihan frowned and wanted to say a few words, but Xia Xuanyi was stern: "Is it uncomfortable to sleep on the big bed, or is it not fragrant to gnaw on the chicken legs, can you bear to let Senior Sister Aya and Bai Daoyou go to live in a small, messy, noisy and dirty inn?"
”Jiang Beihan stared at him: "You want to sleep in the big bed, and you want to gnaw on the chicken legs, right?"
”Xia Xuan was not embarrassed when he was exposed, he puffed up his chest and said seriously: "This is called giving up my face and exchanging everyone's happiness." ”Jiang Beihan: "......"
He sorted out his expression, turned around and said, "You guys......
Do you want to stay in a guest house, or do you want to borrow a wind cemetery?
”Aya Yanyan was touching up her makeup in front of the small mirror, smiling like a flower: "I listen to Senior Brother Jiang." ”Bai Li took a few deep breaths, "Of course I listened to Jiang Daoyou." ”"I'm free, Jiang Daoyou decides."
Xue Qionglou said with a smile.Jiang Beihan: "......"
Actually, his own dormitory in the sect is like a kennel, and he can live anywhere, but the three people in front of him, two are fragrant and soft girls, and the other looks like a cleanliness fetish, and he is really the captain of the team......
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I'm sorry to let my teammates suffer.Jiang Beihan looked sad: "I know." ”He turned to the woman and said, "Then it's troublesome girl." ”The young man's face was full of excitement, and the woman pursed her lips and smiled: "Everyone, please come with me." ”She led the way in front of her, came to an open space, felt out a small paper boat, put it to her lips and blew lightly, and the small paper boat fell to the ground in the wind, changing into the size of a boat.The turquoise oil-paper roof has two pointed ends, the ebony railing is carved with cluster patterns, the bow of the ship is humorously placed with low tables and futons, and the head of the case is a glazed teapot with white mist."
This is a paper boat for transportation, and it will be able to reach the mansion in less than half a day."
She took a step back and held out a hand: "Please." ”She treats people and things generously, without the shyness of a boudoir woman, and everyone can't help but be curious about her - she is also a noble girl of a family, why only took her younger brother to Heyan Blessed Land to take risks, but there was no servant by her side?
The woman poured tea for everyone, and there was a layer of snow foam floating on the green and blue tea surface, and her head drooped slightly: "Actually, I came here in person to find medicine to cure my husband's leg injury." ”looks so young, it's actually a married woman.Jiang Beihan coughed lightly, moved back an inch, and thought of his master's old cold legs, and asked curiously: "Leg injury?"
”"It's an old injury, and I've been looking for a cure for the past few years, but unfortunately it has little effect."
The woman's expression was lonely, as if she had been poked in the sore spot, and everyone did not continue to ask, and got on her paper boat one after another.Bai Li slowly fell behind, glancing at the snow-white figure in front of him from time to time.Does this guy's father know that he is such a loser when he goes out?
Does he still have money to get home?
As if sensing the sight behind him, Xue Qionglou turned his head and smiled lightly: "What are you looking at me?"
”Bai Li pondered and asked, "Are you ......
Did you sleep well last night?
”Did you sneak somewhere else to do something?
He smiled slightly: "Not good." ”Bai Li was stunned.Jiang Beihan, who was sitting in the bow of the boat, secretly pricked up his ears.Xue Qionglou rubbed her eyebrows with a headache: "I've been with you all the time, so I haven't slept well." ”Bai Li: "......"
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The paper boat on which it was riding broke through the sea of clouds and landed on a peak that was neither high nor low.The scale of this "famous" Buddhist family in Bailuzhou is not small, a large number of mansions with blue tile and zhu walls, and the Xiangjiang River and the lake, each hugging the terrain.Looking down from above, the people clearly recognized that these mansions and corridors formed a conspicuous symbol, the swastika.The weather is myriad and spectacular."
This is the magic circle of the Mansion."
The woman named Fan Miaoyi explained on the side, and her younger brother Fan Qinghe couldn't help but talk excitedly: "When you also ask the Buddha to teach the Dharma, you can also point out how to place this magic circle to save money......
Before she finished speaking, she was poked in the head: "Do you want to make it easier to escape and play?"
”"Oh, sister, don't demolish me in front of outsiders."
Fan Qinghe touched his head and muttered.The pavement of the mansion is paved with bluestone slabs, glowing with a layer of water, and the figure of a person can be clearly reflected when passing by, like walking in the rain alley south of the Yanbo River.The courtyard is very exquisitely arranged, with a garden with ladders, bridges, pavilions, island loops, grass and trees, and a burst of blue waves when the wind blows.Outside the cabinet courtyard is a huge field, surrounded by yellow flags fluttering, densely packed with people, all the same color of turmeric robes, meditating quietly, without a sound, when everyone passed by the cave bridge, only the leader stood up and saluted Fan Miaoyi."
This is a disciple of the Wind Cemetery, who practices here on weekdays."
She was a little ashamed: "A small family, the class has an axe, let you laugh......
Huh, Master Jiang Jian?
”She found that Jiang Beihan was looking fixedly at one place, and she didn't hear herself speak.Not only Jiang Beihan, but the other five people were also looking at that place.At the end of the verandah is a leafy tree, with a huge canopy like a green umbrella, lush and green, dotted with flowers between the branches and leaves, falling down and blooming, like a light yellow bell.The appearance of this flower is very familiar.Fan Miaoyi wondered, "Is there anything wrong with this tree?"
”"No problem."
Jiang Beihan came back to his senses: "It's the first time I've seen a living floating flower, and I'm a little curious." ”"It may be the first time I have seen it in the Central Regions, but it is said that in the yellow sand of the Ming King Hall in the Western Regions, thousands of floating slaughter trees are planted, and there is also one in the Keats Temple."
Xue Qionglou took over and glanced at the silent monk on the side: "I haven't been to Keats Temple, but I want to come to the world's Buddhism, to worship the floating slaughter, and to worship this flower on the incense platform, right, Buddha?"
”Mingkong smiled calmly: "Tan Yue knows a lot. ”Fan Miaoyi echoed: "What Gongzi said is right, this Futu tree was transplanted from the Ming Palace, which was invited by my father for fifty years. ”Xue Qionglou looked over and smiled, "Can you let us go over and have a look?"
”Fan Miaoyi didn't ask much: "Naturally, you can." ”The tender yellow flowers are half the size of a palm, and the plain white stamens are hidden in them, and you can see the small insects that linger in the spring flowers flying out of them, and disappear into a black spot in the corner of the eye."
Hey, was there a bell just now?"
Aya Yanyan covered her ears: "Or something is wrong with my ears." ”Xia Xuan echoed: "I heard it too, it seems that someone is striking the bell in my ear." ”"This is the Sanskrit sound of Buddhism."
Monk Mingkong closed his eyes and listened, his hands folded reverently, "When the floating Buddha flowers move, there will be a Sanskrit sound." ”The white pear also covered the ears, and the voice echoed in the brain, long and heavy.The desert is lonely, the sun sets over the long river, and half of the huge red face of the sunset sinks behind the horizon, and there are no clouds.A desert of flat sand, a lonely pavilion with ancient vicissitudes, a barefoot monk in a dark red robe, a heavy log in his hand, ringing a giant bell invaded by wind and sand.The shadows and the bells were stretched infinitely long in the setting sun until the end of the horizon.The Sanskrit sound is conveyed to people such a picture full of heavy epic feeling, and when the bell dissipates in the ears, a person slowly approaches from the verandah beside the flowers and willows.The appearance of the man who was about the age of a mortal, with black hair and a wooden crown meticulously tied, a stiff and thin face, sword eyebrows and sideburns, can be called handsome, but the eye sockets are sunken, there are two black balls hanging under the eyes, and the face is a little more gloomy for no reason.When his whole body emerged from behind the lush vegetation, everyone couldn't help but be surprised—he was sitting in a wheelchair, and his legs were deformed and twisted under the wheelchair.This person is probably the husband Jun Yexiao who was sick in bed with a leg and foot injury she mentioned on the paper boat.The man stared motionlessly at the lush bunches of flowers in front of him across a verandah covered with wisteria waterfalls, oblivious to the arrival of the crowd.Fan Miaoyi's face changed slightly, and everyone naturally knew that they had to avoid the affairs between other husbands and wives, so they immediately looked up at the sky, or talked and laughed, diverting their attention from the topic.Fan Qinghe stood silent, and since the man appeared, the smile on his face faded completely, and he stood aside sullenly.Fan Miaoyi stepped forward quickly, bent down and whispered in his ear, the man nodded perfunctorily to everyone, and pushed the wheelchair away without saying a word.She breathed a sigh of relief and apologized to everyone: "Since my husband suffered from a leg disease, he will come out to bask in the sun from time to time, but he is withdrawn and doesn't like to be lively, so please don't mind." ”Naturally, there was no displeasure in the crowd.After the verandah, all of them are a plain green low wall, the rockery bamboo forest is scattered, the winding path is secluded, and the rich green shade on both sides covers a three-storey pavilion with eaves at the end.Everyone talked about this meeting, and Bai Li leaned on the beauty to look through the script.Xue Qionglou sat opposite, with two or three pebbles as round as eggs in his hand, which he had picked up from the Blessed Land Creek at some point, and was drifting into the pool with nothing to do.The pebbles jumped several times on the surface of the lake, swallowed up with a "bang", and appeared in his hands out of thin air.The young man sits in the intersection of light and shadow, the sleeves spread on the bench are like fresh snow in early winter, the lake is green, the willows on the opposite bank are like smoke, the flowers are like brocade, and the colors are varied.After dozens of rounds in a row, he looked over boredly and stared at the notebook in Bai Li's hand, "It seems that I lent it to you?"
”Bai Li was busy reading the story and didn't raise his head: "Yes." ”"Are you reading episode 13?"
He rarely takes the initiative to talk to himself, unless he is perfunctory to deal with her entanglement.Now that it is abnormal, it means that the bad water in his stomach has begun to brew again.Bai Pear is like a great enemy, and he is ready to fight: "Yes." ”"The thirteenth chapter tells of an old shepherd who found that one sheep was missing from his fold, and the next day he was missing one, and the third day he was missing one......
This was the case for several days, but no reason could be found, until one day his neighbor was seen sneaking in and out of the sheepfold in the middle of the night, and the man was rightfully brought to court and imprisoned. ”Xue Qionglou said slowly: "Do you think he is innocent?"
”He always likes to talk around the bush, and if he relaxes his vigilance, he will fall into the trap that has been waiting for him for a long time."
Of course it's innocent."
Bai Li closed the book and replied solemnly.Xue Qionglou put one hand on the edge of the beauty, a little lazy: "What do you say?"
”"It's easy."
Bai Li lowered his voice: "Because there is a fake sheep in the sheepfold."
Every night he killed a sheep and dragged it out to eat it secretly, and the neighbor was considered a suspect after accidentally entering the sheepfold once. ”"Fake sheep?"
Xue Qionglou looked at her and smiled, "Can the sheep still be fake?"
”Her voice was lowered: "The wolf in sheep's clothing is fake." ”Xue Qionglou looked at her for a long time, and suddenly leaned closer, and there was still the residual aroma of wine from last night on the placket, which made his green eyebrows and eyes also dyed with a trace of mellowness, "Do you think that if you are a sheep here, you will be eaten?"
”His porcelain-white face was almost close, and his smiling gaze was defiant and playful.Bai Li did not retreat or let go: "You should ask me how not to be eaten." ”Xue Qionglou smiled slightly: "Okay, then I'll ask again-if you are a sheep here, how can you not be eaten?"
”"Who said I had to be a sheep, I would be the shepherd."
She cleared her throat, crossed her waist with one hand, and waved her hand confidently, as if she were really the protagonist of the book that declared sovereignty: "If that false sheep is more obedient and promises not to eat sheep in the future, I will not sweep him out of the house." ”The hand waved over and brought a light breeze, and the crown belt hanging on the side of the face was blown and shook slightly, Xue Qionglou's eyes shook slightly, looking at her, the appearance of not being afraid of heaven and earth was very different from when they first met.The little girl who was scared and cried in front of him turned out to be a bold fat sheep, testing his bottom line again and again.Falling into the trap again and again, and getting up again and again, obviously guarding him, but coming up as if he was off the ground, as if he were ......
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Like him, there is something else to do."
Bai Li," his eyes were as dark as a whirlpool on the surface of the sea, "do you know that going upriver will only break the blood of the head, and it is wise to retreat bravely from the rapids." ”She didn't care: "I said that I would go north to Pujiadu with Jiang Daoyou and them, how could I give up halfway?"
”Xue Qionglou glanced at Jiang Beihan, who was chatting happily with the Fan sisters and brothers, and slowly leaned back, the figure caged on the top of Bai Li's head slowly faded, and the sun splashed on his face like water, a little burning.The blade dissipated before it could make a sound.Both were somewhat silent.Bai Li's chin rested on the spine of the book, silent.Both times it was the male and female protagonists who came to save her, from now on she has to hug the male and female protagonists' thighs, white cut black pretended to be polite, friendly and modest, and he would not act rashly until the last moment.Xue Qionglou stared at the water with his eyes down, and the sparkling waves turned into a little bit of broken silver in his eyes, as if his eyes were full of stars, and he spoke out after a while: "Do you know why that neighbor went to his sheepfold in the middle of the night?"
”She shielded her sleeve from the sunlight, revealing a wrist that was almost transparent, and her face was puzzled.Xue Qionglou laughed teasingly: "The shepherd's neighbor stole incense and jade, and the shepherd's wife Hongxing went out of the wall, and the two spent the moon before and ......
Oh no, it's supposed to be the moon before the sheep. ”Bai Li was caught off guard and angrily accused: "How can you spoil it!"
”He innocently said: "This is not called a spoiler. ”The more innocent you pretend, the more intentional it is!
Bai Li angrily went to the ending, and saw that the ending was written - the neighbor was the shepherd's long-lost son.It has nothing to do with what he said.White pear was dumbfounded."
I'll tell you."
Xue Qionglou smiled triumphantly: "This is not called a spoiler. ”Bai Li couldn't wait to put the book upside down on his head.Can you still fish for spoilers like this?!
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Chapter 30 Wind Cemetery (3) Begonia flowers are green, fat, red and thin, and the figures passing by are reflected in the crystal clear dewdrops, and the light purple light skirt brushes the branches and leaves, and the dew shakes off, and the dark water marks are wet.Fan Miaoyi stood under the porch, looking at the low figure from afar, with a sad face."
Ye Lang."
The wheelchair creaked to a halt, and the man in the wheelchair did not look back: "What's the matter, madam?"
”"Are you still blaming me?"
She covered her sleeves and sobbed in a low voice, "It's my fault to make your legs look like this, but I've been running around for the past few years, looking for medicine that can heal you, I ......"
"I know all of this." ”Maybe it was because he saw her crying, Ye Xiao's tone slowed down, "My leg can't be cured, you don't have to waste your efforts in the future." ”Fan Miaoyi's tears rolled to her cheeks like beads, she covered them with her sleeves, and wanted to say something, but she saw a bright smile in the sunshine around the corner, and a red apricot in the corner of the wall was delicate and bright.The woman had a goose egg face, eyebrows like willows, and a charming tear mole in the corner of her eye, which was extremely beautiful."
Miao is back?"
The woman walked over, passed by Ye Xiao, nodded at him dignified and politely, and showed a white greasy arm in the sleeve of the Luo shirt, and helped him in the wheelchair, which was extremely charming.Fan Miaoyi's face suddenly turned terrain, a tear faltered in her eyes, she blinked her eyes, wiped away the tears silently, and pulled out a smile: "Isn't the little lady accompanying her father, how can she have the kung fu to come out and hang out?"
”"There's always a time for him to rest."
The woman affectionately took her arm, ignoring the disgust clearly written in her expression, and covered her mouth to eat and laugh: "As the wife of the head of the family, there is a distinguished guest here, how can I be absent?"
Take me to see them, okay?
”- The glazed tiles are like fish scales, and the light of the water is bright.The wind cemetery is located on the top of the mountain, the autumn sun is too sunny, everyone moved to the pavilion, surrounded by transparent gauze tents, forming a small shady space.Since leaving the Moon Occultation Workshop, it has rarely been such a relaxing time.Jiang Biehan and the monk with the Buddha name Mingkong had a very happy conversation, according to what he said, it was just an accident that he passed through Bailuzhou as a guest in the Wind Cemetery, and this time he went north not like Jiang Biehan and others to go to the Langhuan Secret Realm, but to find his senior brother.This senior brother is the same as him is an apprentice of the word "empty", the Buddha is empty, and he left his master eighteen years ago to travel to the Western Regions, and has not been heard from since.The master thought that he had encountered an accident on the road, and tried every means to get in touch but to no avail, so he sent Mingkong to the Western Regions in person to start an investigation, but found that none of the Buddhist disciples there knew about the senior brother.This may mean that his senior brother has not yet stepped out of the Central Domain, and he has disappeared as if he had disappeared out of thin air.But the master was unwilling to give up this talented apprentice, and never stopped searching, and Mingkong, who had been taken care of by the senior brother since he was a child, also searched for eighteen years, and there was no clue either.This time, he went all the way north, happened to ride a flying boat with everyone, and happened to help the pair of sisters and brothers in the blessed land, and was invited to stay in the Wind Cemetery.A few people talked about what they had seen and heard from various continents, Jiang Beihan listened attentively, Aya Yanyan made a few words from time to time on the side, Xia Xuan was happy to gag, and the pavilion was filled with a happy atmosphere.Xue Qionglou sat on the side, silent.The autumn sun with a layer of old yellow, from behind the light gauze curtains, a withered yellow light and shadow, the white-clothed young man sitting in this drooping old light and shadow, a little distracted looking at the opposite side, like the white people in the old photos, gradually forgotten by time.Bai Li noticed that when a few people talked about those bizarre things in the Central Domain, his eyes would burst out with a hint of interest, and his black eyes were not mixed with a trace of gloom and gloom, but simply silently agreed or denied.This guy usually talks about people and talks nonsense, why is he silent now, and suddenly becomes shy?
Bai Li moved the stone bench over and poked his arm, "Aren't you bored sitting here alone?"
”Xue Qionglou lowered her eyes and saw a book spread out in front of her, grabbing a pen and scribbling in the corner of the page, the fragrance of ink on the page was permeating.He tilted his head, trying to see the painting in the corner of the book, and she seemed to have expected him to take the opportunity to peep, so she immediately covered it tightly with both hands, "You can't look at it until you're done." ”"I didn't say I wanted to see it."
The young man quietly played with a small blue and white pot, and a plain blue flower seemed to bloom between his white fingers.Bai Li smiled but didn't answer, gave up verbal confrontation with him, buried himself in finishing the remaining strokes, and pushed another book in his hand, "You borrowed my book and finished reading, I put a layer of wax on you to protect the cover." ”The Confucian Xue family is a scholarly family, and loving books is one of the few advantages of the villain.Xue Qionglou gently pressed the pages of the book, the book was no different from before it was borrowed, the cover and the inner pages were brand new, there was no curl foot, and the feeling of fingers touching it was slightly slippery.Another book was handed over, "Let's read it separately, this is the one I bought in the market in Bailuzhou last time." ”On the cover, a beautiful woman dressed in the mirror is drawn, but the face in the mirror is Sensen white bones, and the name is "Drunkard Zhai Zhiwei"."
It's also about detectives, you should like it."
It's just that the detective is secondary, mainly talking about shemale sadomasochism.Xue Qionglou only glanced at it, and the content of the book had already been guessed by him.
Nine is not far from ten, and a few disapproving smirks appeared in his eyes, "I don't like to watch this." ”Sure enough, Bai Chehei only read the murder script since he was a child, and he grew up to become this cool appearance.He wanders outside the sentient and righteous human society, his eyes are full of conspiracy and calculation, deceit, and his heart is less than ordinary people.Human affection is warm and cold, all like drinking ice.Over time, he himself became a piece of ice, always with a graceful smile, and then a piece of warm ice that could not be heated.It's warm to the touch, slippery and can't find any edges and corners, but if you touch it for a long time, you will be bitten by ice and bloody.Bai Li pointed to the script: "You should relieve your boredom." ”Perhaps he really felt that he had nothing to do, and he didn't want to be involved in Jiang Beihan's conversation, Xue Qionglou casually turned the first page, and a stick figure in the corner of the page came into view.The style of painting is strange, I have never seen it, the eyes are huge, almost occupy most of the whole face, the nose is not the nose, the mouth is not the mouth, fortunately, I can barely recognize this person.The painting depicts a man and a flock of sheep, with the back of a wolf cub squatting next to him, with two pointed ears and a fluffy tail crooked to the right, well-behaved and quiet.The second page is exactly the same, the human and sheep expressions are the same, except for the wolf cub's ears folded and its tail tilted to the left.The third page is exactly the same as the first.That's what she just stole to draw?
Xue Qionglou's hand turned the page for a moment, and he didn't know what the meaning of so many repetitive paintings was.He raised his eyes hesitantly, and the girl sat in the golden sunlight, with a hazy light between her eyebrows, like a dandelion like a white pompom.This faint light danced in the corners of his eyes, and his mind shook, as if he had finally found the way, closed the whole book, pinched the corner of the book and flipped it down.The stick figure moved, the wolf cub's fluffy ears flickered, and its big fluffy tail swayed from side to side, with a docile and harmless aura.The girl sitting across from him finally gave him a skillful smile.Maybe it was the autumn sun that made people dizzy and dizzy, and he stared at the colorful notebook in his hand, a little distracted.The willow branches crumpled the sunlight, and the figures of the two sitting relatively quietly were like a pair of clay sculptures, separated by a stone table, and the rest of the people talked and laughed as if they were in a different world.A colorful color swept between the flowers, and the white pear looked sideways, only to see more than a dozen maidservants coming outside the pavilion, and the first was two faint figures, coming over the flowers and green willows.The light purple Luo skirt, bowing her head and lowering her eyes, and a step behind was Fan Miaoyi, the woman who walked in front looked almost the same age as her, with her steps and high eyebrows, like a queen sitting in the middle palace.