The second senior brother is back [Rebirth]

Wen Bushi was blushing when Rong Yan stared at him. He lowered his eyes and looked at his toes uncomfortably. He rubbed the corner of his clothes and said, "Envoy, envoy, please trust me, give me some time... I, I can research it..."

Rong Yan patted his head, "Don't be nervous, I believe in you."

This text is not ashamed to be red from beginning to end.

The first, the first time someone touched his head gently like the elders of ordinary people...

Wen Buxie returned home lightly, and began to practice poison in retreat.

After Rong Yan sent Wen Busha away, he ordered a few dishes with the waiter and was about to have lunch, but he unexpectedly ran into Duanmusheng who had just returned from listening to a book in a teahouse.

Rong Yan: ...Why does this person linger?

Duan Musheng hugged him generously, "Don't put on such an expression, I am also very hurt. I heard about the Guiyun faction before, and I know that you drove me away for my own good. Don't worry, I I won't misunderstand you."

Rong Yan sighed, "Actually, you can misunderstand me. The reason I drove you away is because I thought you were too noisy."

As he spoke, he patted the salty pig's trotter off his shoulder impatiently.

"Hiss——" Duanmusheng gasped, retracted his hand suddenly, stared at the black back of his hand, and said in surprise, "Rong Xiaoyan, you have changed! Why did you poison me again?! "

"I didn't poison." Rong Yan looked at his palm inexplicably, and found that it was already pitch black.

... No wonder he felt that his hands were a little out of order.

Duanmusheng sniffed the back of his hand, and said clearly, "Aren't you ashamed to meet Wen?"

"...Yes, I just sent him away." Rong Yan put his palm in front of Duan Musheng, "What kind of poison is this?"

"What kind of poison could it be? Fetal poison!" Duanmu Sheng took out the antidote angrily and rubbed it on the back of his hand, "My little ancestor, if it wasn't for my body's strong drug resistance, I would have confessed here today!"

"Aren't you ashamed to know Wen?"

"Of course I knew him. Back then, his mother thought he was going to die, so he threw the umbilical cord at the door of my pharmacy without cutting it. I thought it was his life anyway, so I picked it up. In the end, I almost killed myself. .”

Duanmu Sheng was furious, "That child is good everywhere, but the fetal poison is too strong. Don't look at him wrapped in gauze, but you can't touch him! If you touch him, you will die, and you are the only one who is brave. If I touch him directly, I have to die too!"

Rong Yan shook his right hand, a slight numbness rushed from the palm to the fingertips, half a stick of incense had passed, the black toxin was still spreading slowly, opening up territory in his palm, without any sign of fading.

Rong Yan squeezed his wrist and went back to the room. He didn't even eat, and sat by the window staring at the palm of his hand.

After Shen Tianmian found out, he bought the antidote from Duanmu Sheng who lived in the next room, and sat beside Rong Yan to watch over it.

At the third quarter of Shen Shi, the toxin spread to Rong Yan's wrist and began to show signs of fading.

At dawn, the toxin completely subsided, Rong Yan rubbed his stiff wrist, fell asleep on the bed without saying a word.

Shen Tianmian's nerves, which had been tense for a whole day, suddenly relaxed, feeling his limbs and bones were terribly sore, he lay down beside Rong Yan exhaustedly, and fell asleep with his arms around Rong Yan.

In the evening of the next day, Rong Yan knocked on the door of Wen Buxie's room.

"Who, who?" The young man's shy voice came from the door, "I, I'm in retreat, and I won't, I won't be selling medicine for the time being... You should find someone else!"

"Wen is not ashamed, it's me." Rong Yan knocked on the door again, and said softly, "I'm here to find you."

The door opened a gap, Wen Bushii revealed one eye, and whispered, "Messenger, I, my room is full of poison now, it is very dangerous, I can't...let you in, what do you want from me?" something?"

Rong Yan considered it carefully, "Do you still remember the time I touched your head yesterday?"

Wen Buxie became tense in an instant, and he stumbled even more, "You, are you poisoned?! Don't, don't move around, you are still alive, it shouldn't be serious, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'll get it for you, get the antidote!"

"Wen is not ashamed." Rong Yan called him, "Don't be nervous, I'll be fine, I'm here to tell you that the poison on your body has the greatest effect on me at present, if possible, I hope you I can study it."

"My, my fetal poison?" Wen Buxie widened his eyes, patted his forehead, and suddenly realized, "Oh...yes, I, I almost forgot, the fetal poison has been on me for many years, and no one has ever been able to Get rid of my fetal poison, I understand, I understand!"

Before Rong Yan could leave, the door was closed with a bang, Rong Yan touched his nose which was almost hit, and went back to the inn to find Shen Tianmian.

Three days later would be the Chongming Festival, and Shen Tianmian went to do as the Romans did, and prepared two sets of Persian clothes from the Western Regions.

On the day of the Chongming Festival, Rong Yan wore a white hooded robe inlaid with gold, jade and gemstones, seeing such a grand festival for the first time in his life.

Futu City has been bustling since the early morning. The people living in the city wear bright clothes, wash and dress up, set up stalls and shout, juggle, sing and dance on the built-up stage, and the festival customs of the north and south of the river are gathered in the small town at this moment Among them, it was lively and chaotic.

Rong Yan's mouth hasn't stopped since he went to the street, eating raisins after eating mutton skewers.At the moment, I am sitting in a small wonton restaurant, eating wontons filled with three delicacies.

Because it was located inland, there was no fresh shrimp, so the three delicacies became leek eggs and dried shrimp. Rong Yan didn't want to eat it after two bites, so he pushed it in front of Shen Tianmian and asked him to eat it.

Shen Zhoumian had been helping Rong Yan with food that he didn't like to eat all morning, and now he couldn't eat anymore. He stared at Rong Yan's flat belly for a long time, but still couldn't help touching it.

"Senior brother, I've fed you so much, why don't you get fat?"

Rong Yan bit the cumin roast meat and said vaguely, "In a general sense, the envoy of Wuyin Mountain is immortal, his body has stopped growing, how could he still get fat."

Shen Tianmian was stunned for a moment, reached out to wipe the oil from his mouth, and said with a smile, "At first, I wanted to make my brother fatter, but now my wish has come to nothing."

Rong Yan's attention was all on the candied haws at the door, and he didn't hear what he said at all.

Shen Tianmian spent money to buy a bunch of candied haws, brought it to his mouth, and persuaded, "Brother, eat less, don't overwhelm your stomach. Qu Jingxia prepared a banquet tonight, and there will probably be some you haven't eaten before."

"That's all at night." Rong Yan didn't care, and happily took the candied haws, "Let's go, I haven't seen such a lively festival when I was in Kyushu, let's go out for a stroll."

At the beginning, Futu City absorbed many people from the Central Plains and Kyushu. In addition, it is located in the Western Regions, and many people from different ethnic groups also lived here. Various folk customs were mixed together, forming a hodgepodge today.

Most of the people living in North Street are exotic people with unrestrained folk customs. Rong Yan walked in curiously and looked around. All he could see were blond faces, and all he could hear were words he couldn't understand.

He tilted his head and looked at it for a long time, feeling that it was meaningless, but when he turned around, he realized that Shen Tianmian was gone.

...Did the child let go?

After thinking about it, Rong Yan jumped onto the roof and began to search for traces of Shen Tianmian.

Shen Tianmian never thought that Rong Yan would be able to run away without a trace just by turning around.

As soon as he stepped into West Street, he was surrounded by a group of enthusiastic and open-minded girls. After he got away, he found that Rong Yan had disappeared.

He scoured North Street, but couldn't find Rong Yan, so he had no choice but to go to the Demon Palace to find Qu Jingxia, and asked him to send someone to help find Rong Yan.

Qu Jingxia said inexplicably, "Rong Yan is not a child, he will come back after playing enough, why are you in such a hurry?"

Shen Zhoumian said, "He's just a child with a very stubborn temper. If he can't find me, he won't come back."

"All right, all right, I'll help you find it." Qu Jingxia got up reluctantly, "If it wasn't for the fact that you are Brother Shen's cousin, I would definitely beat you up."

With Qu Jingxia's order, a large number of Demon Palace disciples had no choice but to give up celebrating the festival and went to the streets to look for Rongyan.

Rong Yan stopped on the roof of a temple.

He felt that there were many men coming and going here, maybe he could bump into Shen Tianmian.

After watching intently for a while, he found that these men came in pairs and held hands, and left after making a wish and drawing lots, with red faces and red hands. What's more, they hugged and kissed in public, looking very...intimate.

A hand covered his eyes from behind.

"Senior brother, why did you come to such a place?" Shen Tianmian whispered in his ear, with a very helpless tone, "These people actually did such dirty things under the yellow sky and polluted senior brother's life." Eye."

"Oh? How do you talk?" Qu Jingxia dissatisfied, "This is the folk custom, do you understand the folk custom? The young couples love each other, why are you in the way?"

Rong Yan took Shen Tianmian's hand off and asked, "What kind of place is this?"

Qu Jingxia said, "This is the Rabbit Temple. It was built in the early years. It blesses the love between men."

"Men and men? You mean, Longyang is good?" Rong Yan poked his head out and took another look, "Are they lovers? Why hasn't this happened in the Kyushu of the Central Plains?"

"Because most of the people who come to Futu City are people who are not tolerated by the Central Plains Kyushu." Qu Jingxia explained, "It is difficult for same-sex relationships to be recognized in the Central Plains Kyushu, but if it is in Futu City, people will only feel : None of my business."

Rong Yan nodded half-understood, "Let's go, this temple is not interesting, let's go back."

He grabbed Shen Tianmian's wrist and walked away, leaving Qu Jingxia where he was.

Qu Jingxia shook the folding fan, sneered, and went back to the magic palace by herself.

Rong Yan was very disappointed by the night banquet in the Demon Palace, they were all quite standard dishes, there was no novelty to enjoy, so it was better to go to the street and buy a few kebabs of mutton.

Shen Tianmian had been with him for a whole day, and he couldn't put anything in his stomach anymore. The two of them sneaked out of the banquet tacitly, and went to the street to have fun with the people.

The streets and alleys were brightly lit and bustling with people, Rong Yan ran to the fireworks vendor and said pleasantly, "Shen Tianmian, come and see, this kind of fireworks is also available in the Western Regions!"

What he was talking about was a kind of fireworks stick that he often bought during the Spring Festival in the past.

Seeing that he liked it, Shen Tianmian paid for a bundle, and while Rong Yan seriously accused him of wasting money, he took out a firecracker and lit a firework stick.

I don’t even play, I just hold it in my hand and stare blankly.

Yingying lights and bright fireworks were reflected in his eyes.

"Brother..." Shen Tianmian asked in a strange manner, "What do you think of Long Yang's goodness?"