Zhu He

When Chang Jiaci woke up again, the sun was already high, and although his whole body was weak, he was still clean. Looking at his bedmate who was sleeping with his eyes closed, it must be that the other party gave him a simple scrub after the end.

Chang Jiaci looked at the face beside him. The conspicuous crack on Dong Qinghe's face had almost healed, but it was not as complete as before. His handsome facial features still had glaring streaks of blood. Wandering and tangled, spreading all the way to the chest, even the place under the bedding is unavoidable.

White jade dyed blemishes.

Fingers slid across that face, Dong Qinghe's drooping eyelashes trembled, and slowly opened, meeting Chang Jiaci's eyes, Dong Qinghe smiled and said: "It's still early...you can sleep again A while." His voice was hoarse when he woke up, but when he listened carefully, he felt a little vacant and erratic.

Feeling the tightness of the hands around his waist, Chang Jiaci shook his head and said, "I can't take it anymore, this quilt smells like dust..."

Dong Qinghe laughed, and leaned over to kiss him, Chang Jiaci obediently cuddled with him for a moment, then pushed him away to get up, Dong Qinghe got out of bed before him.The movement last night made the clothes of the two of them unwearable, they came in a hurry and didn't bring any new ones, so Dong Qinghe had to go to check in his suitcase.

Fortunately, Yuan Wai Liu is a decent person, and he has not lived in this other courtyard for a few times, and the purchases inside are complete, and there are a lot of new clothes, but the color looks too... er, rich.

Dong Qinghe sorted through the interior, discarding the gold, silver, red and green, and finally found two sets of light colors, which he barely added to his body.

Chang Jiaci leaned on the bed, silently watching the bright light reflected from the window blowing over the muscular and unshaven man in front of his eyes, the gentle and elegant man outside, but at this moment he was generously naked, without the slightest feeling of embarrassment , I saw the long black hair slightly swaying, and the broad shoulders and long legs were looming in it.

As if aware of Chang Jiaci's gaze, Dong Qinghe smiled slightly, but soon he caught a glimpse of his own appearance in the mirror, Chang Jiaci noticed that the other person's back stiffened for a moment, but Dong Qinghe became at ease again immediately , took the clothes and draped them around her body, her knotted hands didn't stop.

After finishing dressing, Dong Qinghe came to the bed with another new set of clothes. Chang Jiaci's face showed no sign of change, but he didn't ask him for help, so he sent Dong Qinghe out of the house to fetch some water.

After the people left, he lifted the quilt and looked down, only to see that besides the ambiguous red marks on his chest, the two leftover wounds were still fresh and lying in place, without healing.

I think Dong Qinghe should have seen it when he wiped himself before, right?

Chang Jiaci silently pulled up his clothes, and wrapped the large robe around his waist twice.

The owner of the East Gate personally fetched water for the people in the house, took care of him to wash and wash, and then took the comb to comb Chang Jiaci's hair. Chang Jiaci's black hair was as smooth as forging, and it was always able to catch things when spread on the bright red clothes. Qinghe's heart followed suit.At this moment, the head of the East Gate held the black hair in that hand, and felt like a cold spring flowing through the gap between his fingers. He couldn't help but took a handful and kissed it on his lips, kissing that person all the way. It stopped behind the ears.

Cheeks touched, Chang Jiaci smiled at him in the mirror.

The sun is fine, the embroidered house is facing the wind, and in a trance, this is like an ordinary couple's early morning days, sleeping together and getting up together, deeply in love.

Of course, if the surroundings were not so sloppy, it would make the hosts feel more relaxed and happy, so they had to do it themselves if they wanted to move in.

Chang Jiaci asked Dong Qinghe to tie up his hair, then rolled up his sleeves, took the feather duster from the front, and jumped onto the beam lightly.

Dong Qinghe looked at him from below while dusting off the dust in disgust, and said, "Let me come..."

Chang Jiaci didn't turn his head back: "I'm probably better at this than your Dongmen master. I'm not just a young master."

Xu only got a glimpse of a lot of scenes in Tianxiang Lake a few days ago, and most of what remained in Dong Qinghe's memory was the pampered Chang Jiaci back then. Only when he came back to his senses did he realize that everything had passed for a long time, and now Chang Jiaci Jiaci has gone through wind and rain, but he is still a noble young man who does not touch the spring water.

Seeing Dong Qinghe there with a pensive expression on his face, Chang Jiaci was speechless, so he pointed to the outside of the house and said: "There is a broom over there, go and clean the yard."

The master of the east gate was taken aback for a moment, then nodded and left.

Indeed, as Chang Jiaci said, Dong Qinghe has held a pen, a sword, and a knife in his hand... But no matter how superb he can make those things, after living for so many years, the Dongmen master has never held a broom, climbed on the high Chang Jiaci in the office couldn't help showing a sneer when he saw the other party's rare and somewhat clumsy movements, wondering what kind of fuss the fans in the comprehension world would make when they saw this scene.

Dong Qinghe himself also found it a bit difficult, but fortunately he is a fast learner, and he roughly mastered the tricks in a short while. Feeling a blur in front of his eyes, his feet also staggered, and he stood firm by leaning on the rockery.

Dong Qinghe lowered his head and looked at the back of his exposed hand, only to feel that the red mark was a little deeper, then turned his head and glanced at Chang Jiaci who was high up, but luckily the other party was so busy with his work that he didn't notice it. .

After taking a few breaths, Dong Qinghe continued indifferently, not noticing the gaze cast from behind him again.

In such a large courtyard, two people with no mana had to work hard for most of the day. When the windows were clear and clean, the sun was almost setting.

Chang Jiaci found out that a pear tree was also planted here, and it grew a lot of fruit, so he took two small plates, picked some and washed them, and set up two rattan chairs in front of the house to let the wind blow.

Jiao Jiao was also on the side, perhaps because of the poisonous nature of the fierce snake. After jumping into the swamp with Chang Jiaci that day, not only was it not injured by the poison, but it absorbed the toxins there and turned them into nutrients. It swelled a lot, and it has grown into a red and black wrist-thick small python with smooth and smooth scales. When it walks, it has a vicious and coquettish feeling, as if it has been reborn.

It's just that Chang Jiaci couldn't carry it with him because of his too big body. Before he went to Banlun Peak, he put the snake in the middle of the road. At this moment, he should have sensed Chang Jiaci's breath, and Jiao Jiao found it by himself. come over.

Chang Jia gave it and Nan Gui both a few pears. The peacock only sniffed it, then raised its head proudly and dismissed it. It was still anxious to feed, and it could eat whatever it gave, and threw the peacock away after eating its own. The fruit that fell was also quietly rolled over and swallowed.

"Hmm...not tasty." Chang Jiaci leaned back in the chair, smashing the pear in his mouth, but he also gave a not-so-good evaluation, "It tastes sour and astringent, it really can't be the same as before in Changfu The fragrant pears are better."

Chang Jiaci asked Dong Qinghe, but he didn't hear the other party's answer, and turned his head to find that the man's eyelids were slightly closed, as if he was going to sleep.

Chang Jiaci snorted and said to himself: "Look at what I said, how could you remember it?"

Dong Qinghe paused for a moment, tried his best to raise his eyes to look at him, and he said, "I remember."

Chang Jiaci nodded and remembered: "You went to Tianxiang Lake."

Dong Qinghe: "You know all about it?" In the past few days when the other party left, Chang Jiaci knew all about his whereabouts, including all the things in Yanmen, he must have seen everything in the dark.

Chang Jiaci didn't deny it, he was just curious: "What did you want to find in Tianxiang Lake?"

Dong Qinghe really thought he was dead at the time, just like what Wu Zhang said, there was nothing in the lake that could bring Chang Jiaci back to life, but where did he go with the bone in his arms, and he didn't know there was something to support him. Before the Soul Formation had the origin of the Three Soul Mirror, what did Dong Qinghe want to find when he came to Tianshilou?

Dong Qinghe frowned slightly, he was still seriously injured, the busy work in the afternoon had consumed a lot of his energy, and at this moment the exhaustion in his eyes was about to overflow.

"At that time, a few years after I left the Netherworld, I set up an enchantment on Gushan together with Wuyang Zhenren and several other heads." That was the legendary Gushan Festival. "At that time, You are still in the Nether Realm, and You Zhen and He Qiran are also there, but not long after, they came to the Realm of Cultivation..."

Chang Jiaci suddenly realized: "You want to..."

Dong Qinghe nodded: "The gap in the Underworld of Gushan has been blocked by the Chaos Beast, so I can't get in, but since Youzhen and Qiran were able to leave back then, there should be another person in this world besides Gushan who can go in." Entering the entrance of the underworld, I want to look at the past from Tianxiang Lake, and then... find it."

Chang Jiaci remembered that Weiqiong told himself that Youzhen and He Qiran were temporarily living near Banlun Peak at that time, and He Qiran saved Weiqiong's life there because of this, so the second time they left Hades that year The entrance should be right there.

It's just that Chang Jiaci didn't expect Dong Qinghe to have this idea? !Because he is dead, so he wants to enter the underworld again? !Although he didn't know the power of the Mirror of Three Souls at the time, Chang Jiaci didn't believe that Dong Qinghe would not understand that many of the causes originated from there, and he had a thorough understanding of the dangers of the underworld. How dare this guy go there again?

Dong Qinghe seemed to have guessed Chang Jiaci's surprise, his expression remained unchanged, only his eyes blinked heavily.

"Jiaci, I'm not afraid of the ebb and flow of things, and I'm not afraid of the three scattered souls... I just know that no matter what happens, no matter what the outcome of all this is, I will keep you there once, and I will never... There is a second time..."

After saying this, the eyelashes of the master of the east gate completely drooped, and he fell into a deep sleep involuntarily.

Chang Jiaci stared quietly at his sleeping face for a long time, then went into the room and took a thin quilt to gently cover the other person's body.Chang Jiaci bent down, brushed Dong Qinghe's long wind-blown hair from his temples, stroked his red and white face with fingertips, and sighed.

"Qinghe, you are not afraid... But, I am afraid."

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In this way, Chang Jiaci and Dong Qinghe lived in the small courtyard of the mortal world. Dong Qinghe no longer had to deal with everything, and Chang Jiaci no longer had to worry about it. The two of them read books and played chess in their spare time. Than the fairy days.Except that recently Dong Qinghe lost his sense of propriety when he fell asleep occasionally, he couldn't afford it, and Chang Jiaci was too lazy, it was absurd for the two of them to lie on the couch for two or three days.

Just like at this time, Chang Jiaci was leaning on the bedside and flipping through the catalog of fairies collected by Liu Yuanwai, when he was suddenly interrupted by the noise outside. He didn't want to get out of bed at first, but he was afraid that the noise would disturb Dong Qinghe, Chang Jiaci had no choice but to get out of bed.

After tidying up his clothes, Chang Jiaci turned around and tucked Dong Qinghe's quilt, and said to Humanity with his eyes closed tightly, "I'll go and see what's going on, and I'll be back in a while."

Not caring that Dong Qinghe fell asleep and didn't respond, Chang Jiaci went out of the house, but after taking two steps, his breath became a little vain, so Chang Jiaci had to slow down, thinking that the method of double cultivation was really useless , while coming to the courtyard door and sticking his head out.

I saw a group of people pushing an ox cart on the road not far away. The cart was full of large and small bags of goods.

Chang Jiaci thought for a while before he understood what they were doing. He had seen it in previous lives when he was poor. It was the man who bought new year's goods in the village who came back from the town and brought good things to every family.

"It turns out...it's New Year's Eve."

Chang Jiaci murmured, looking back, he could barely remember when the last time he was in the human world was the New Year. The people in the cultivation world also have a New Year, but the monks who practice will not celebrate this, looking at the festive Hongyan, Chang Jiaci couldn't help but his eyes lit up, his face showed hope...

It was dark when Dong Qinghe fell asleep, and it was still dark when he woke up again. After a few days, he tried his best to adjust his breath and sat up on the bed slowly. stand up.

Without seeing how horrible his hands and feet exposed outside his clothes had become, Dong Qinghe only turned his head and looked around, only to find that a small flickering lamp was lit in the house, but the person who had been guarding him was not there.

Dong Qinghe was startled, his face gradually sank, he didn't care about dressing, he hastily pulled off his cloth shoes and went out, although he was anxious, but he moved very slowly, it took him a long time to cross the garden, Seeing that the footsteps were disobedient, Dong Qinghe was about to urge his inner breath regardless, when the door at the other end was suddenly pushed open.

A man walked in wearing a fat robe, looked up and saw Dong Qinghe standing in the garden, the man stretched out his hand and lifted the gauze cap, revealing a bright smiling face.

Chang Jiaci lifted a bunch of paper bags in his hand to the pale Dong Qinghe, and said in a showy tone: "Qinghe, look, I'm going to buy new year's goods!"