Hot as China, cold as snow

When Mr. Liu entered the inn, he knew it was different, it was different from the morning.The inn is still cold and uninhabited, only the waiter sitting on the counter and dozing off, his chin shaking back and forth little by little, the ancient square table has long lost its original color and has been polished to a shiny, earthy yellow color with one after another. scars.But he couldn't feel the cold and bloody aura that was very inconsistent, and the group of people he saw in the morning were gone.The corner of his mouth curled up unconsciously, Leng Xuanren is indeed a careful and reassuring person, knowing that he doesn't like it, he deliberately drove away those people.

Just thinking about the creaking sound of the wooden stairs as if they were about to break in the next moment, but in fact they are very strong.He raised his head slightly to meet those incomparably proud and confident lazy eyes, only to hear: "Leave tomorrow morning."

Mr. Liu smiled gently: "Are you telling me specifically?"

He didn't answer, but asked back: "Aren't you in a hurry?" The speaker had already arrived in front of Mr. Liu, but he turned to tell Xiao Er to prepare the food and drink, and then said to Mr. Liu: "I don't want to miss you tomorrow because of you." Can't hurry."

Although the words sounded thorny, Mr. Liu still felt warm in his heart.It can be said that since he went out with Flashing in the morning, he has not made any progress.I was in a good mood for a moment and didn't care about him, just wanted to invite him to have a drink or two, but saw that he went upstairs in a very disrespectful manner, so he turned back to stare at the food and wine on the table very bored, gritted his teeth secretly, and buried his head in pain Eating, I transferred my anger to the food on the table.

The house leaked and it rained all night. Mr. Liu’s room is at the end of the corridor on the second floor. The inn has been in disrepair for a long time, and he encounters strong wind and sand such as sandstorms all year round. He went back to the house and crawled on the bed to wrap himself warmly. There was a lot of wind outside, and it was still difficult to fall asleep even if I covered my ears.After tossing and turning, I managed to sleep until late at night, but was awakened. When I got up, I saw that the windows had been wide open, and the ground was covered with dust.The cold wind mixed with rough sand and the moonlight blew in, Mr. Liu couldn't help shivering, and wrapped the quilt tightly again.

Wrapped in a quilt, he went to the ground barefoot, opened the door and walked along the corridor until he reached the door of Leng Xuanren's room. He stood at the door and stretched out his hand to knock on the door but put it down. He raised his hand, and before he knocked on the door, he saw a person in daytime clothes open the door and lean on the threshold, squinting at him without saying a word.

Mr. Liu's hand outstretched in mid-air fell awkwardly, pulled the corner of his mouth and said, "You haven't slept yet, it's so late." Leng Xuanyan looked him up and down and waited for his explanation, but he didn't have the slightest intention to let him Come in mean.

Mr. Liu could see it clearly. In front of him, he was always good at turning a blind eye to his provocative, indifferent and sarcastic eyes, so he said cheekily with a guilty conscience, "Can I stay overnight?" Leng Xuanren raised his eyebrows, Without budging: "Explain."

Mr. Liu seemed to have never opened his sleepy eyes, and he didn't care about him. He just stretched out his hand and pushed him away, walked into the house shortly, and said as he walked, "The guest rooms in the inn have been in disrepair for a long time, and the windows were broken by the wind. Let the wind fill the room, I'll make do with it for the night." After saying that, he walked to the bed, the quilt on the bed was spread out, and there was still warmth inside.

Leng Xuanjian took a step forward and stopped him: "Who agreed?"

"Ah." Mr. Liu looked very sleepy, he didn't want to argue with him, but he took the time to say: "It's your honor that Mr. Liu came to stay with you, you don't need to thank me, I'm asleep. "He was about to fall on the bed, but Leng Xuanyan mercilessly threw him at the foot of the bed.

Mr. Liu was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, so he curled up and leaned against the foot of the bed, only revealing a pair of resentful eyes, staring at him without blinking, his bare feet were not covered by the quilt on the ground.Leng Xuanyan looked at the person in front of him with some headaches. He was obviously such a shrewd and capable person in front of others. Who knew that he would show a childlike demeanor in private and do childish things like a child, so he sighed and talked to Put on clothes and go to bed.

Such a night is very quiet, so quiet that apart from hearing the wind outside, he can even feel the beating of his own heart. Leng Xuanren couldn't fall asleep anyway.Even if the person at the foot of the bed was very quiet, so quiet that he could almost ignore his existence, but Leng Xuanren couldn't sleep peacefully.After a long time, he finally said in a cold voice: "Come up." By the way, he kindly moved inside to make room for his side.

Mr. Liu moved slowly, and he showed a sly smile of success.There was a punch distance between the two of them, but his foot accidentally touched Leng Xuanyan's body.The coolness that could be clearly felt even through the clothes made Leng Xuanren slightly annoyed, and said concisely: "Don't you know how to put your feet into the quilt?"

"Oh." Mr. Liu replied sullenly.

Seeing that he didn't move, Leng Xuanren sighed again, and said forcefully: "Come in. Stretch your feet in."

Stretching his feet into the other party's quilt, he immediately felt very warm. He gently tugged on the sleeve of Leng Xuanren beside him and said, "Don't you take off your clothes when you sleep?"

There was no sound for a long time, and just when Mr. Liu thought he would not get an answer, he heard Leng Xuanyan say softly and coldly: "I am away from home, in order to prevent accidents, I am used to taking off my clothes and resting."

These words usually sounded a bit sour in Mr. Liu's heart, and he forgot to respond for a while.

"Did you sleep?" Leng Xuanren asked, Mr. Liu didn't make a sound, but Leng Xuanren knew that he was not asleep, so he continued: "Once, a long time ago, I seemed to have slept with someone at such a close distance The same dilapidated house, the same sky, and even the same feeling, that person must be happy." The words fell silent at this point.It took a long time until Leng Xuanyan breathed evenly, and Mr. Liu opened his eyes, his eyes were bright, and instead of the sleepy look just now, he turned his head slightly to look at the cold side face of the person next to him, revealing a little stiffness and seriousness, even He refuses to relax in his sleep.Mr. Liu closed his eyes slightly facing his profile, the corners of his mouth curled up, warm and nostalgic, a feeling of happiness.

It seems that there is only a thin line between the sandy world where the yellow sand rises for three thousand miles and the southern city where the green willows are shady and the water is shining.It was only a few hours before and after, and it seemed to have entered a dream-like realm.Leng Xuanren didn't know when he found a horse from somewhere, and it was also a horse as good as Shan Ting's.The bright red color is as dazzling as his master, like weeping blood, with shocking tragedy, he called it Chidan.

The two rode their horses across the vast land, running extremely fast, kicking up dust all the way, and when they came back to their senses, all they saw were green and full of vitality.Mr. Liu was sitting on the horseback, holding the rein with one hand, pointing to the entrance of the city not far away with the other hand, facing him with a smile, "There is Zhaolu Temple, the most famous temple in the Chengtian Empire. In Fantan City, the incense There are many Buddhas, there are many temples, there are many Fengshui believers in fortune telling, and there are many good people." After speaking, he shouted "Fight", rode his horse and ran a few steps, and entered the city first.

Mr. Liu put on an appearance of the host, found the inn, settled the horses, dragged Leng Xuanren to Zhaolu Temple, and muttered as he walked: "Don't hurry up for a while." It will be dark, and there will be no time to visit, and it is just right now, and the temple will be closed at a certain time."

Leng Xuanren didn't believe in gods and ghosts at first, but his childhood experience told him that everything depends on himself, and trusting in no one is worse than trusting himself.But looking at Mr. Liu's expectant look, he didn't know what was wrong, so he half pushed and followed.

It really is that Xiang Duo Fo Duo has a lot of fortune telling, and he can be stopped by people when he walks casually on the road. The old man in gray clothes, with a mole on his face, glanced left and right, and saw the two of them from afar. He knew they were strangers from outside, so he Pretending to be mysterious, he shouted loudly: "It's terrible, it's terrible." Mr. Liu and the two walked in front of him, but saw the old man looking at them frequently, with a posture of turning his head three times, and said loudly: "Such a good face! It's a pity, it's a pity! A disaster of blood and light, God has the virtue of good life."

Mr. Liu was curious for a moment, turned around and smiled at the old man: "Sir, are you talking about me, or him?"Leng Xuanren remained silent with a cold face.The old man rolled his dim yellow eyes, he hesitated to speak, but shook his head and sighed.Leng Xuanyan was impatient, and pulled Young Master Liu to leave, but the man hurriedly shouted: "You two young masters, please stay." After speaking, he made a pointing gesture: "It is fate to see you today, and I I would rather reveal the secrets of heaven, but I have to talk to you two." After finishing speaking, he looked at Leng Xuanren, pinched his fingers and said: "Young master's face is broad and neat, and the sky warehouse and basement are very plump. Wealth and prosperity, all things prosper. It's a pity that he was hit by a bloody catastrophe, and the only way to avoid disaster is to lose money. I don't know my son," without saying a word, making a gesture of counting money.

But a fat middle-aged woman jumped out from the side, and she shouted like a Taoist nun: "Don't listen to his nonsense, the benefactor, they have never been accurate in Qimen, and we have to look at our Liuyao for fortune-telling. The two benefactors are you two The face of a person is indeed rich and honorable."

"Okay, okay, I don't know how to calculate, you do the calculation, I want to see what you can figure out. If you can't calculate it correctly, don't block my business in the future." The old man gave way but did not leave.

But the nun said: "Please benefactor, write a hexagram and write a date of birth." Leng Xuanren didn't want to do it, but Mr. Liu pulled him back.

The Taoist nun shook her head and sighed: "From this word, it's really not auspicious. But I don't know if the benefactor is career, official luck or marriage, family."

Mr. Liu rushed to speak for Leng Xuanren: "Family marriage."

But the nun said: "The benefactor's horoscope will restrain the father, and you must worship the gods. Your horoscope will restrain the wife, so you must change your luck. This year, you will have a peach blossom. Family, you have no money this year."

But the old man cut off the conversation and said: "Arbitrarily calculating, son, there is a horoscope for a wife, it is clearly a lack of marriage in the name, and there is a peach blossom, it is clearly a lack of a child in the natal chart. Look, the three characters Leng Xuanyan are hanging on it. The blade on the ancestor's surname is to cut off the blood of relatives." Mr. Liu lowered his head beside him to hold back his smile, but Leng Xuanren could see clearly his slightly shrugging shoulders.In addition, after hearing these unscrupulous remarks, Leng Xuanren's face was full of black lines, and he couldn't stay still any longer, he dragged Mr. Liu to Zhaolu Temple.

The two people behind were still arguing whether Qimen's calculation was accurate or Liuyao's calculation was accurate. After the two fortune tellers realized that it was yes, the two of Leng Xuanren had already walked to the entrance of the temple, and they pointed at Leng Xuan The two of them shouted: "Young master, benefactor, I haven't given you the fortune-telling money yet. Money"

Mr. Liu couldn't bear it any longer, and burst out laughing: "Have they ever counted themselves out? I'll let them forget it. It's really a bad couple, a bad fate."

Next to the side room of the main temple in the temple, there was a young lady and her maid. The lady slapped the maid and forcefully snatched the scarf from the maid's hand. The scarlet letter dots could be vaguely seen.

Leng Xuanyan sarcastically and disdainfully signaled with his eyes: "That's what you said there are many good people." Mr. Liu frowned, with an embarrassed expression on his face, and said with a guilty conscience: "I just said that there are many good people, and besides, it's someone's family business, maybe it's a maid I did something wrong. In short, such things are not common." Then he changed the topic, distracted Leng Xuanyan's attention, and pulled him into the main hall of the temple.