23 silk moving purple emperor

Dusk gradually rises, and the sky gradually darkens.

Worry-free was full of thoughts, and the pain in his heart was hard to dispel, so he just walked forward.

I don't know how many clumps of green bamboos I turned around, and I suddenly saw that there seemed to be fireworks in front of me.

Wuyou walked towards the fireworks, and after turning around a clump of bamboo, he saw a small bamboo house.

It seems to be a common bamboo house in the countryside everywhere. It is small and simple, with a fence. There are vanilla plants outside the house, some of which are blooming and bearing fruit.

However, the person in front of the house did not look like an outsider. He looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, with round black eyes and fair skin. He was burning a fire in front of the house. A rabbit with a concentrated expression, bright red mouth pursed, and that excited look, is more delicious than the shiny and fragrant roasted rabbit.

How could there be such a person, such a room here?

Wuyou has doubts in his heart.

The young man naturally heard his rustling voice walking on the grass, raised his head to look at him, and smiled: "Someone actually found this place. It seems that no matter how secret it is, the fragrance cannot be hidden."

He didn't seem to think it was a strange thing that someone suddenly broke into this formation, as if he was only at the foot of the mountain behind the village, and it was no surprise that anyone found him.

Worry-free walk over.

The young man's face was reddened by the flames, and he pouted slightly, looking very cute. He tilted his head and looked at him: "It's really time for you to come, just in time."

Wuyouben was also tired from walking, and sat beside him, still not talking, just watching him roast rabbits.

The young man didn't feel any uneasiness, he flipped the rabbit with skillful gestures, and kept rubbing some kind of soap on the rabbit. When the oil dripped into the fire, a small flame rose up, bringing The rich fragrance rises with the green smoke.

After flipping through for a while, it was sure enough, the boy tore the rabbit in half and handed half to him: "Here."

Wuyou didn't refuse, and took it over: "Thank you."

The boy smiled, his teeth were dazzlingly white: "I thought you couldn't speak."

He tore off the rabbit's leg and took a bite, sighing contentedly: "I haven't eaten meat for a long time."

Wuyou squinted his eyes, although the clothes this young man was wearing were not luxurious and shiny, but the materials were fine and soft, obviously they were also of high quality, and his family background must be not bad, how could he say he hasn't eaten meat for a long time?

But I didn't say it, I just ate rabbit meat.

This meat-free roast is fragrant, tender and delicious.

The young man took two mouthfuls, took out a flat bottle from his pocket, and shook it at Wuyou: "Hey, how can there be meat without wine? Let's just say that you are lucky today, the rouge rice wine that you finally stole, three years It’s rare to open an altar only once.”

Pulled off the cap and took a sip, showing an expression of great enjoyment, like a cat.

Wuyou took the wine bottle he handed over, took a sip, the rare mellow and smooth taste, with a slight fruity aroma, praised: "It really is a good wine."

The boy had an expression that I said right, and he was enjoying himself.

Wuyou also ate happily, and temporarily put aside the long-term depression and troubles in his heart.

Satisfied with food and drink, the boy lay down on the spot contentedly, the fire light reflected on his face, he looked like a child.But he was still a child at first, laughing without worry, sitting with his knees hugged by the fire.

Neither of them spoke, only the sound of long breathing and the crackling of burning firewood. The boy closed his eyes, as if he was asleep. Wuyou didn't know what he was thinking, maybe he was thinking about everything, maybe he was thinking about nothing at all.

I don't know how far away, there is a melodious flute sound in the distance, the distance seems to be very far, it sounds intermittent, the flute sound seems to be different from usual, even if it is intermittent, people can't help but listen to it.

The boy who seemed to be falling asleep suddenly jumped up at this moment: "Oops, I have to go back." Like a cat whose tail was burned by fire, it flew away in a hurry, and his voice came from a distance. Voice: "You just stay in this room for one night, I'll come back tomorrow..." The ending sound is faint, it seems to have gone far.

Wuyou was still in the same posture, motionless, for a long time, and sighed deeply.

In the early morning of the second day, the boy came again, carrying a food box, seeing that Wuyou was still sitting there, his eyes rolled, he probed into the room, and wondered, "Why don't you go in and live? Sit here for a while." Night?"

Wuyou raised his head in a daze, and when he saw him, the slack look in his eyes gradually condensed, he moved his numb body, and said, "Forgot."

The young master raised his eyebrows and said, "Can I forget this too? Then I will probably forget the meal, luckily I remember."

Sit down next to Wuyou, and give him the food box: "You look like the kind who can't eat, eat more."

Wuyou said thanks, and took it. There are two kinds of dim sum in the box! One is the three fresh lotus cake, and the other is the clove lotus leaf cake. The lid is on.

The boy sat beside him, stretched his legs, and said to Wuyou with a relaxed look, "Someone came to see you last night."

Wuyou looked at him tiltedly, with an indifferent look.

The young man smiled and said, "That man has a lot of face. The pavilion master has sent someone out to find you. This is the first time I have seen the pavilion master not wanting, but he reluctantly agreed." He seemed very happy and almost laughed out loud. Come.

Then he comforted Wuyou: "Don't worry, he can't find you."

Wuyou thought clearly, and immediately understood: "You came out to find me too?"

The young man said proudly: "Yes, I'll go back and say it's over if I don't see it." His dark eyes glistened mischievously. Judging by his appearance, it wasn't that he was hiding his joy for Wuyou, but that he was able to show it off. Together with the master.

Wuyou smiled slightly: "I'm not trying to hide, but just relax, take me to meet your pavilion master."

"what?"

The young man opened his mouth with a look of astonishment and disappointment, looking very interesting.

Looking at those pink cheeks, Wuyou almost wanted to pinch him.

Wuyou said: "I'm an adult, I can't just run around when I'm unhappy like a child, some things have to be faced, and things can't be avoided."

The boy pursed his mouth: "Okay." He seemed a little depressed, and walked out with worry-free.

Wuyou said, "I haven't asked my brother's name yet."

The young man said: "My name is Chu Po. When I was born, an expert told my fortune, saying that I was born at a bad time and would die early. Then they gave me this name to resolve it."

Wuyou nodded and said, "My name is Wuyou." It was really awkward to say this name.

Chu Po said, "I know."

It must have been Mei Ziyang who asked the Pavilion Master to find someone yesterday, so he naturally mentioned his name.Thinking of Mei Ziyang, Wuyou couldn't help but sigh again.

Chu Po turned left and right in the forest, walking fast, Wuyou followed him, not long after walking, the formation suddenly opened, and he walked out, in front of him was an exquisite small building, there were more than a dozen of them, all of which were almost the same From the looks of it, the building in the middle is slightly higher, and it must be the residence of Qingyin Pavilion Master.

Chu Po tugged at his sleeve and said, "It's the one in the middle, follow me."

Wuyou paid attention, saw that his footsteps were in different directions, and knew that there was a battle outside the building, so he followed the place where he was standing.Sure enough, it is very clever, and it is completely incomprehensible.

Obviously the building was right in front of him, but it took half a stick of incense to get there, and when he got closer, the building seemed to have changed, it was different from what he saw before.

But Wuyou didn't think carefully about the difference, Chu Po had already opened the door, and he heard Mei Ziyang's joyful voice: "Wuyou."

At that moment, Wuyou really didn't know whether it was true or not, but he was Mei Ziyang, he would be what he wanted you to see, and he would always be impeccable.

Wuyou stepped in lightly, Mei Ziyang had already stood up from the chair, stretched out his hand, as if wanting to hug him, but worried about someone, so he retracted it restrainedly, just looked at him with a smile on his face.

As if the previous dispute in the carriage had never happened, it was not obvious from Mei Ziyang's expression.

Wuyou wanted to sigh again, so he had to cooperate with him in front of outsiders, walked up to him, bowed, and said, "Master Laomei is here, it's all because I was greedy for the scenery, and the formation is very exquisite, so I couldn't get out."

Mei Ziyang smiled and said, "I'm just waiting for you here, but I've worked for the pavilion master, and I feel uneasy." At the same time, he introduced the pavilion owner of Qingyinshui pavilion to Wuyou——Qiu Changkong.

The people of Qingyin Water Pavilion seldom walk around in the rivers and lakes, and the pavilion owner seems to have never come out. Wuyou didn't expect him to be so young, with a very ordinary appearance, but a leisurely demeanor that makes people forget the world at first sight.

Because of etiquette, Wuyou didn't want to give him a good look, so he only glanced briefly before bowing his head in salute.Unexpectedly, the pavilion master was very familiar with him, he looked at him with a smile, and even took his hand to look at him.

Wuyou was surprised and not used to it, but it was hard to pull back his hand, and he kept muttering in his heart, thinking of Chu Po again, it turns out that this person who is far away from the Jianghu and has nothing to do with the world has the same temper.

Thinking of Chu Po, he looked back, didn't see Chu Po, but saw Mei Ziyang standing on the side, smiling all over his face, and seeing Wuyou look over, his smile became even wider, his eyes were very eager, no matter how you looked at it, it didn't look like she was pretending. Yes, no matter how you look at it, you are full of joy.

But even if you find him back, you won't be so happy.

The more he murmured in his heart, even if Mei Ziyang was pretending, he must have been pretending too much.

Just as he was thinking, he didn't pay attention to the owner of the Qingyin Water Pavilion, after looking at his hand, he actually pinched his face, pinched the left and right, startled Wuyou.Not to mention the person you met for the first time, even a very familiar friend, wouldn't that be the case?

At a loss for what to do for a moment, he subconsciously looked at Mei Ziyang, and the look in his eyes was obviously asking for help.

Mei Ziyang, who was originally sitting on the wall watching, received his help-seeking gaze, and she came over, pulled Wuyou back, and said with a smile: "Brother Qiu..."

Although he was smiling, the smile was full of warning, Pavilion Master Qiu reluctantly let go, and whispered: "We agreed."

Mei Ziyang smiled and said, "Brother Qiu, why worry, we are not going to leave immediately."

Then Pavilion Master Autumn curled his lips and said, "Forget it, I can't say enough about you."

Wuyou didn't understand what they were talking about at all, but it seemed that Mei Ziyang and the Qiu Pavilion Master had a surprisingly good friendship, not at all like someone they met for the first time.

Although Mei Ziyang has always had such an ability to win over people, but I'm afraid it has something to do with the Qiu Pavilion Master's familiar temper.

Such a small quarrel made Wuyou less embarrassing, Qiu Changkong became like a good host, ordered someone to arrange meals, and said: "Young Master Wuyou lost his way in the forest, he must be tired, please go first Take a break, I will order the food to be delivered to the room, and we will talk about other things later.”

Without waiting for Wuyou to speak, Mei Ziyang said with a smile: "I'll send Wuyou to the room. I'm afraid he won't get used to the shyness of his past life."

That tone, the indescribable feeling of intimacy, Wuyou even felt that it was more intimate than when they were in love.I really don't know what kind of medicine he sells in his gourd.

Qiu Changkong was very disappointed, so he could only nod his head and said, "Let Mr. Wuyou also live in Xiaofeng Tower where Brother Mei lives."

Mei Ziyang also instructed: "Wuyou's taste is light, Brother Qiu, don't worry too much."

After speaking, he left without worry.

It wasn't until this time that Wuyou finally realized the reason why he felt awkward. It turned out that in front of Qiu Changkong, Mei Ziyang was actually talking about Wuyou without any taboo.

For so many years, Mei Ziyang has always been affectionate and polite in front of others, treating him no differently from the other young masters, except when joking, he called him Wuyou, and at other times he always called him Mr. Wuyou, but at this time , he was so unscrupulously intimate in front of Qiu Changkong, Wuyou only felt very strange.

Thinking about it carefully, Mei Ziyang has always been considerate in his work and never leaked water. This behavior is obviously not due to the joy of finding him. Could it be that he and Qiu Changkong are very good friends, so good that they can hide nothing from him?

But after being with Mei Ziyang for so long, Wuyou didn't know that Mei Ziyang knew Qiu Changkong, so he really couldn't figure it out.

Just as he was lost in thought, Mei Ziyang was already close to him, holding his hand, Wuyou was startled suddenly, pulled his hand away abruptly, took a step sideways, a flash of vigilance flashed in his eyes.

Mei Ziyang was a little surprised that his hand was empty, and looked down at his hand in disbelief.When he raised his head again, the surprise was gone, he just smiled and said softly, "Worriless."

Such a gentle voice, a little deep, with a little smile, maybe a little indulgent, this is the voice Mei Ziyang often calls him in private, every time Wuyou wants to melt into this voice, close your eyes slowly Intoxicated.

Even at such a time, Wuyou still felt a jump in his heart and numbness in his palms.He hid his right hand behind his back, gritted his teeth, and said, "There is no one here, you don't have to do this."

Mei Ziyang was still smiling, a cheerful smile that was rarely seen, the corners of his eyes were raised, and the brilliance in his eyes was shining like glass that had been shattered for a day: "So? How?"

He went to hold Wuyou's hand again, and Wuyou took another step back to prevent him from touching it, becoming more vigilant.

Mei Ziyang smiled and sighed, stopped pulling him, and said with a smile: "I saw that you were so lost in thought that you went out of the road. I was afraid that you would fall, so I wanted to pull you."

Wuyou frowned, looked down, and saw that this was a small road, covered with colorful gravel, it was indeed wide enough for two people to walk side by side, and it was bent sometimes, and occasionally they would step out of the road.

Wuyou didn't want to tangle with him on this, so he just said: "Thank you, Mr. Mei, let's continue walking." He took a step back as he said that, which meant to let Mei Ziyang lead the way.

Mei Ziyang naturally understood what he meant, and he didn't force it, but there was a little more helplessness in his smile, and he said: "Well, you are tired, go to rest earlier."

As he said, he walked forward alone.

It is Mei Ziyang's advantage to keep up with him without worry. There is no one in the world who is more knowledgeable and interesting than him. With a little movement, he can understand everything without explaining at all, so naturally it will be much less embarrassing.

And such a person, when he is willing to be a good lover, is even more handy, that kind of wordless thoughtfulness can melt people.

Some of the past days flashed by before my eyes, worry-free and melancholy.

Mei Ziyang sent him to the left wing of Xiaofeng Tower to rest. Mei San was squatting in the yard doing something, seeing them coming in, she hurriedly stood up and saluted.

Wuyou thought of how he lost his composure in front of so many guards yesterday, he couldn't help being a little embarrassed. At that time, he was in a hurry and didn't take care of so much. Now that he calmed down after a night, he was naturally a little uncomfortable when he saw Mei San.

It's just that Mei San was trained by Mei Ziyang, his eyes are so sharp, not to mention that he himself is a person who is never impassive, no matter what, he has a face like ice. Wuyou once said to Mei Ziyang: "You Why didn’t those around you learn a little from you? Look at Mei San, it’s like she’s wearing a mask, her face doesn’t move at all times.”

At this time, it was this mask-like face that made Wuyou sincerely grateful. Nothing could be seen on that face, which saved a lot of embarrassment.

But even though the face didn't move, Mei's [-]-year-old elf saluted without looking at his master, took the things out of the yard, closed the door, and left the two of them inside.

Seeing that there was no one there for a while, Wuyou said, "Young Master Mei, I have a few words to say to you."

He wanted to make things clear, he didn't imagine that Mei Ziyang's behavior was so ambiguous, he had already figured it out in his heart, although he still had a deep love for Mei Ziyang, and he was still very reluctant to leave him, but the matter was over, and it was only embarrassing to stay .

Mei Ziyang only thinks about the former Wuyou, and refuses to accept the fact that Wuyou is no longer there. He stubbornly regards himself as that Wuyou. In Wuyou's heart, he doesn't really care about being a substitute, it's just Mei Ziyang's paranoia However, one day the ending will be nothing more than Mei Ziyang finally waking up from his dream, and it will be like a flower in a mirror and a moon in water, carved into nothingness.Instead of separating when it is impossible to deal with it, it is better to speak clearly when both of them are rational.

──Although Mei Ziyang at this time, it is difficult to say that they are sober and rational in the matter of worry-free.

Thinking of this, Wuyou wanted to smile wryly, so he managed to calm down and looked up at Mei Ziyang.

However, the joy in Mei Ziyang's eyes seemed to flow out, especially bright under the bright sun, the eyes couldn't hold them anymore, and quietly spread out, flowing silently, even the quiet air in the yard, the flowers standing still and in full bloom , the stretched dark green vines seem to be dyed with that kind of brilliance, which is pleasing to the eye.

Wuyou was stunned for a moment, forgetting what to say.

Although he has already made a decision, Wuyou seems to have forgotten what his decision is.

After an unknown amount of time, Mei Ziyang smiled softly and said, "I was waiting to see what you wanted to say, why didn't you say a word again?"

Seeing Wuyou bit her lip and frowned, but she still didn't speak, she smiled again: "Could it be that you're tired? Don't want to talk? Then don't talk, you go to rest for a while, and I'll call you when the food is delivered. "

Then she took his hand and sent him into the room.

Wuyou thought for a moment that he wanted to break away from his hand, but he gave up before he could make a real move. Ren Mei Ziyang held his hand intimately.

It's just that I can't help feeling a little wronged in my heart, why do I hate him so much?

Feeling wronged, Wuyou took off his coat and climbed onto the bed, curled up like a child without pulling the quilt, not caring about anything, but Mei Ziyang smiled, went over to cover him with the quilt, and leaned over naturally Kissed him on the cheek, and patted on the quilt: "Go to sleep, I've been outside all night."

Wuyou also buried her head in the quilt, refusing to pay attention to him.

Hearing Mei Ziyang's gentle Luoxue Wuhen footsteps gradually going away, Wuyou stretched out his head, staring at the complicated patterns on the top of the bed in a daze, he could see clearly that there was naturally only one explanation for Mei Ziyang's behavior today, and that was this The owner of the Qingyin Water Pavilion affirmed that he was once Wuyou.

It's really funny, my life is clearly clear, but I don't know why I have become a person who has died long ago.

Although he knew it was impossible, it was the first time that Wuyou was so eager to see that person.

I have inherited his name, identity, and also his lover, presumably that must be an astonishing and stunning figure, and Mei Ziyang will never forget it, desperately looking for that long-gone shadow in her body.

He sighed softly, feeling tired.

He has always felt tired these days, perhaps because he needs to keep up his spirits around Mei Ziyang, and since he didn’t sleep last night, he feels even more tired now, and the breeze brings the pleasant fragrance of unknown flowers in the yard to him. After entering, Wuyou unknowingly read a vague figure and fell asleep.

Not long after he fell asleep, the enthusiastic owner of the Qingyin Water Pavilion quietly appeared in front of his bed, but at this moment, his complexion was like water, his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and he seemed to be extraordinarily dignified. He was a different person from when we first met. , He stretched out his hand, took out the hand under the worry-free quilt, and felt the pulse.

As soon as he put his hand on it, his whole body trembled, as if he had gritted his teeth, then carefully checked his pulse, and finally let go, but he let out a long sigh.

Qiu Changkong stood in front of the bed in silence for a long time, then suddenly said: "You come in."

A pink face protruded from the window, but it was Chu Po.

Chu Po seemed a little unwilling to come in, just hesitating, Qiu Changkong's voice was very gentle: "Xiao Po."

Chu Po finally crawled in slowly.

After he came in, he hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand to take Wuyou's pulse, stood aside with his head down, and said, "You guessed right."

Both he and Qiu Changkong spoke unscrupulously, their voices were not soft, as if they knew they would not wake Wuyou up, and Wuyou did not wake up, he was still in a deep sleep, but his brows were still frowning.

Qiu Changkong said, "You knew earlier?"

Chu Po glanced at him from the corner of his eyes, and said in a low voice: "I thought he was coaxing me, how can this kind of thing be done, but I didn't expect... I only realized something was wrong when I met Wuyou last night. So just now I couldn't resist telling you."

Qiu Changkong nodded and said, "Then remove all the Anshen grass in the yard, the smell will make him uncomfortable."

Chu Po really admired him, how could Qiu Changkong remain so calm in front of such unimaginable things, he heard Qiu Changkong say: "Let's go to see Chi and find out the matter, the aftermath..."

Qiu Changkong didn't continue, but Chu Po also understood that if the aftermath was not done well, it would be difficult to deal with this matter, and it might destroy the entire Qingyin Water Pavilion.

Chu Po scolded that wayward guy from head to toe in his heart, and hurried away with Qiu Changkong.

But Wuyou is still sleeping, knowing nothing.