I cross the cold pond

When Xu Ziru strolled back to the door of his house, the sun had already started to set in the west.He went out early in the morning today. After breakfast, he planned to drop by to buy vegetables and go home for lunch.As a result, this trip back and forth across the entire Yanshui City on a whim made him waste his lunch time.He slapped He Zhen hard in He Zhai and was kicked out of the gate without any food. He was hungry and found a nearby noodle shop to eat a bowl of noodles.While eating noodles, he was still reflecting on himself, thinking that next time he had to talk about big and small things after the meal, otherwise it would be too much of a disadvantage.

Xu Ziru walked to the door of his house at this moment, stood at the door and looked up at the position of the sun, tsk tsk, thinking that it was almost time for dinner, it was really inconvenient for ordinary people not to have a means of transportation.

Before he pushed open a simple wooden door in his house, he saw black smoke billowing from the small courtyard, with some burnt smell.Xu Ziru stretched out his hand and rubbed his nose, and when he opened the door, he saw an old god of Yanqinghe sitting on the well in the yard like a water ghost.He was still holding a palm-leaf fan in his hand, and he was slowly fanning the palm-leaf fan against the temporary hearth set up in the yard. There was even an iron pot with nothing on it.The burnt smell came from the iron pot.

"..." Xu Ziru turned back and closed the door, and went to rescue the dry iron pot from the fire in three steps at a time, quite speechless, "Brother, the neighbors around don't know, they must think our house is flooded. And This iron pot, if you add two teaspoons of water to it, it’s better than boiling it dry.”

Yan Qinghe's movement of shaking the cattail fan slowed down, he glanced at Xu Ziru, raised his brows slightly, and said indifferently: "It's all about making a fire, didn't you say you want to cook pork rib soup?"

Xu Ziru stood in front of the extremely hot temporary stove, and he stretched out his hands to compare, but was still speechless: "Senior brother, who needs such a - such a big fire for cooking?"

Yan Qinghe let out an audible oh, bent down to scoop up a spoonful of water from the bucket next to the well, and raised his hand to pour it on the burning fire.

Seeing Yan Qinghe's movements, Xu Ziru's brain was blunt. He stretched out his hand to stop him, but he heard a few crackling sounds, poured a few spoonfuls of water on it, and the fire died down in an instant. two laps.

Xu Ziru was really laughed at by Yan Qinghe's life idiot, his half-raised fingers were still stiff, and he looked at Yan Qinghe with a very exaggerated incomprehensible gaze.

Yan Qinghe actually lowered his head shamelessly and let out a muffled laugh twice.His black hair was tied loosely behind his back with a beige coarse cloth, and when he lowered his head and smiled, his back shook slightly, and the simply tied hair hung loosely in front of his face.Sitting on the well, he stretched out his hand to shake his freely raised fingers.He pulled Xu Ziru to hug him, tilted his head slightly to kiss Xu Ziru's chin, and then asked, "Where did you go after all this time?"

Xu Ziru was itched by Yan Qinghe's hair, he moved his face uncomfortably, raised his hand that was still holding a pound of pork and pork ribs, and explained perfunctorily: "Didn't I tell you when I went out in the morning? Went to buy meat."

Yan Qinghe's clothes were also loose and loose, and he rubbed his arms around Xu Ziru's waist casually twice, and the robe came loose, and a long red mark was printed on the lower part of his neck, extending deeper into the clothes.Yan Qinghe didn't care, raised his hand to press the back of Xu Ziru's head, raised his face and kissed Xu Ziru for a while, and then let out an "oh" from his nasal cavity without haste.

Xu Ziru couldn't hold back his mouth for a while: "Senior brother, you have been a boy for decades, do you know the taste after you eat meat?" In a word, he will come to kiss her.The clothes are not easy to wear, and I feel that I can take them off easily.

Xu Ziru was a little annoyed, feeling that he was being seduced, but he didn't know whether it was the monster in the dream, or Yan Qinghe.

Either way, he's annoying.

When he got annoyed, he didn't respond to Yan Qinghe's delicate kisses, and Yan Qinghe didn't care. After a moment of exchange between lips and teeth, he stretched out his thumb and wiped Xu Zizi's mouth twice.With the other arm around Xu Ziru, he tapped his fingers comfortably on the spine of Xu Ziru's back, and asked aloud, "The butcher Zhang on the opposite street?"

"..." The topic turned back to grocery shopping, but Xu Ziru didn't react for a while.

Yan Qinghe let go of Xu Ziru's hand, looked up at him sideways, with a slight smile in the corner of his eyes: "It doesn't take so long for a person with a broken leg to climb over and come back."

Xu Ziru was annoyed and funny when he heard the words, his mouth was quicker than his brain to react, and he laughed first: "Brother, you are joking. It really doesn't take so much time to buy a piece of meat, but it takes a lot to go to Liuchunyuan to buy a piece of spring." time?"

Yan Qinghe's eyes stared at Xu Ziru for a while, and the courtyard was so quiet that only the sound of the wind was left.Only then did Xu Ziru secretly regret that he didn't close the door, Yan Qinghe stood up from the well, he stretched out his hand to touch Xu Ziru's face, then turned his head to kiss Xu Ziru's face, and walked to the temporary stove that had just been completely wet In front of the stage.

He squatted on the ground, lowered his eyes and silently made a tactic. The wet stove and firewood were all dried up, and the small puddles accumulated on the ground were also dried up. Action is like an illusion.

After Yan Qinghe finished, he stood up, pondered for a moment and said, "It is true that we should build another kitchen. Or demolish the west wing and use it as a kitchen?"

Xu Ziru didn't respond, so he put the meat he had been carrying by the well, and Yan Qinghe came over and kissed his brow, and asked casually, "Which spring hall is open to welcome guests in broad daylight?"

Xu Ziru turned to look at him, wanting to say that he is so smart that you forget it.

Yan Qinghe reached out and patted him on the back: "You talk angrily when you're not full, hurry up and get something to eat yourself." After he finished speaking, he was about to go back to the house, and muttered, "I can't get these things .”

Xu Ziru stood on the spot and gritted his teeth for a moment, thinking that Yan Qinghe should be his Gaoling flower and his bright moon in the sky, and this appearance is really annoying.I think he is so free and eloquent with a pair of slick mouth, which can coax the widow of a man who has just died to almost elope with him.It's a good thing now, in this dreamland of what kind of ghost three treasures, in order for his senior brother Yan Qinghe to have a smooth dream, he must first not scold Yan Qinghe, and second, he must not be harsh on Yan Qinghe. .

"Worthless, so useless." Xu Ziru scolded himself while squatting on the ground to pile up firewood.He was still thinking - when I go out, I must first point at Yan Qinghe's nose and scold him for three days and three nights in order to relieve the hatred in my heart.

Feeling useless to death, Xu Ziru cooks soup by himself in the courtyard.At sunset, three dishes and one soup were served in the front hall.Yan Qinghe had lit a candle early and placed it in the front hall, and sat alone on the couch without saying a word, not knowing what he was thinking.

Xu Ziru handed him chopsticks, filled him with soup, put it in front of him, and then started to eat.

The taste of Yan Qinghe was bland, and only a few small salts were sprinkled in the pork rib soup, which was enough for him to drink a bowl of soup a day.Originally, Yan Qinghe didn't need to eat anything, but Xu Ziru was very obsessed with eating, so he couldn't miss three meals a day.One day after a meal, Xu Ziru ate a small bowl of hot soup, and was leaning back on the chair and sighing comfortably, Yan Qinghe came from behind, held his head and kissed him for a long time, after kissing him, he asked, "What did you eat?" Xu Ziru replied: "Pork rib soup."

From then on, Yan Qinghe also drank pork rib soup.

Xu Ziru eats fast, while Yan Qinghe drinks soup slowly.After a meal, Xu Ziru ate two bowls of white rice, while Yan Qinghe only drank a small half of a bowl of soup.After Xu Ziru sat down and put down his chopsticks, Yan Qinghe raised his head and drank the soup in the bowl, and he rolled up his sleeves to put away the bowl.

Xu Ziru sat up and reached out to tug at Yan Qinghe's sleeve: "Senior brother."

"Huh?" Yan Qinghe stopped his hands and looked at him sideways.

Xu Ziru said: "Zhang Tuhu said that there will be a temple fair for a few days, and you can go to the temple to pray."

Yan Qinghe thought for a moment and asked, "What do you want to pray for?"

Xu Ziru thought to himself——I must pray for blessings to find the Nuwa stone as soon as possible.Asked Yan Qinghe back on his mouth: "Doesn't senior brother have any wish to come true?"

Yan Qinghe groaned for a moment, and then said without haste: "You and I, why don't we leave here?"

Xu Ziru laughed when he heard the words: "How can I do it? It's hard to see snow in Jiangnan in winter, so I have to take you to Mobei to see the snow."

Yan Qinghe thought for a moment in silence, and finally nodded in agreement: "That's fine."

At night, the two of them tidied up and lay on the bed chatting, Xu Ziru held a comic book of strange novels in his hand, and told Yan Qinghe the stories in the comic book with relish.Yan Qinghe's expression was indifferent, and he didn't know whether he was listening or not.

Xu Ziru was thirsty after telling a short story, Yan Qinghe came over with a water glass in his hand, and he handed the water glass to Xu Ziru: "Drink."

Xu Ziru raised his head to drink the water, and handed the glass back to Yan Qinghe very naturally after drinking.Yan Qinghe took the water glass, and didn't put it down in a hurry, turned his body and nibbled on Xu Ziru's lips gently, and he rolled all the tea stained on Xu Ziru's lips into his own mouth.Lifting the right hand holding the water glass, I wanted to put it on the bedside cabinet, but I didn't know where it was. The water glass was not placed properly, and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Xu Ziru was so angry that he was kissed by him, and he couldn't hold back his hands into Yan Qinghe's clothes, when he heard a shock, he came back to his senses, and stared at Yan Qinghe for a long time with an inexplicable expression.

It's too easy for two full-blooded men to lie on the same bed and accidentally shoot their guns.Xu Ziru silently wiped his mouth with his hand, then raised his sleeve to wipe the saliva from Yan Qinghe's mouth.Yan Qinghe's lips were bright red from the kiss, which made his face white like jade snow.

Xu Ziru pursed his lips, and still found a topic: "Brother, do you know who I met today when I went out?"

Yan Qinghe let out a faint "hmm".

Xu Ziru withdrew his hand holding Yan Qinghe: "He Zhen, you still remember, the one I picked up by the water when I was a child." Xu Ziru smiled, "I'm godfather."

Yan Qinghe stretched out his hands to grab Xu Ziru's hands with lowered eyes, he played with Xu Ziru's fingers, and let out an "oh" indifferently.

Xu Ziru said, "I promised to visit his house again tomorrow."

Yan Qinghe let out an "oh" indifferently, and he tilted his head to kiss the lips of his relative Xu Ziru.

Xu Ziru was silent for a while, and asked casually, "Do you want to go together?"

"No." Yan Qinghe was obviously not very interested. He rubbed the tip of his nose against Xu Ziru's nose, and then turned over to get on Xu Ziru's body. open.

Xu Zizi pursed his lips.Yan Qinghe's slender white jade finger slowly moved down from his Adam's apple, from his chest to his navel, and then moved down lightly.

"..." Xu Ziru has a vigorous body.

"..." Yan Qinghe sat on his lower abdomen, looking at him with raised eyebrows.

Xu Ziru didn't want to embarrass himself anymore, he moved his body comfortably on the bed, his hands were even pillowed behind his head, he looked at Yan Qinghe sitting on him with frivolous eyebrows and eyes, and there was a slight muffled sound in his throat. With a smile: "Brother, do you want to move yourself?"

Yan Qinghe is a ruthless person, his face is covered with red clouds, his body is covered with thin sweat, and his rhythm also does not change.It was very stable from start to finish.

After the end, he lifted his foot and stepped off Xu Ziru's body, without any impact at all.He stood by the bed, picked up the clothes he had taken off on the bed, and wiped the thin sweat on his body and the dirt on his legs without changing his face.

After barely cleaning it, he sat on the edge of the bed, raised his chin with his fingers, and pressed his lips together for another kiss.Xu Ziru stretched out his hands to pinch his flesh, the sage's time made him a little lazy, and he didn't even know what time it was, so he stretched out his hands to hug Yan Qinghe.

Yan Qinghe was originally sitting on the edge of the bed, bent over and was taken aback by him, then got back on the bed again, he brought over the piled quilts, wrapped them around the two of them, turned around and hugged them back.

The two hugged each other tightly, looking from outside the quilt, it was so tight that they looked like they were sleeping alone inside.

The next morning, Xu Ziru woke up with a dry mouth and tongue, and Yan Qinghe beside the bed had already woken up, and he didn't know where he had gone.Xu Ziru was sticky and couldn't control where Yan Qinghe was going, so he got up and went to the well in the front yard to fetch water for himself to take a shower.It took a lot of time to clean himself from head to toe. He put on his clothes and stretched himself, thinking carefully about which method he should use today to get He Zhen to take out the Nuwa stone.

Xu Ziru left the house, and because Yan Qinghe was not at home, he locked the door.He lazily walked to the street corner noodle restaurant and ordered a bowl of noodle soup. After eating, he paid the bill, and then lazily walked towards He Zhai.

He's house is far away, and when Xu Ziru walked to the gate of He's house, the sun was rising again.He pillowed on the stone lion at the door as if he had no bones on his body, thinking that this time he would give He Zhen a strong dose of medicine, which would scare him so much that he didn't want to stay in his dream anymore.

When going up the steps, Xu Ziru looked up and yawned with some sleepiness from not getting enough sleep.He stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes due to yawning, and when he walked to the back of the gate of He Zhai, he put on a harmless smiling face and raised his hand to knock on the door.

"Dong dong" came two knocks on the heavy wooden door.Xu Ziru was going to withdraw his hand and wait for a while for the servant to open the door, but he knocked on the door twice, and suddenly it opened.

—The door was not closed at all.

Xu Ziru frowned and stretched out his fingers to push the door open. The pungent bloody smell made Xu Ziru turn pale. He opened his eyes and walked in through the half-open door.

It was like Shura Hell, with nearly ten corpses scattered in a small courtyard in front of the gate.

Xu Ziru stretched out his fist to cover his lips, with a calm face, he followed his memory and walked towards the courtyard where He Zhen was.

Along the road, there were countless bloody corpses of servant girls lying in the middle of the road, Xu Ziru's face turned paler as he walked.Until he reached yesterday's small courtyard, he walked in quickly.

The wooden door was wide open, and the smell of blood was so strong that it was almost pungent.This He Zhai became a Shura hell overnight.And the owner of the house was staring forward in disbelief. There was a horrific cut on his chest, and the blood stained the bench under him black and red.

Beside his left foot lay the corpse of a little girl in her teens, wearing a water-blue gauze skirt, which was stained with blood.

Next to her right foot is Mrs. He who is always gentle and soft-spoken. She seemed particularly puzzled before she died, and there was even a trace of tears in the corner of her eye.

Xu Ziru raised his hand and covered his mouth.After a while, he calmly arranged the fairy and Mrs. He with twisted limbs on the ground in the open space, squatted on the ground to tidy up the messy clothes of the two, and wiped the tears on Mrs. He's face with his hand.

After getting up, he paused, walked up to He Zhen, there was a deep cut on He Zhen's body, the wound area was large, and the flesh and blood turned out.

Xu Ziru stepped forward and removed him from the seat, and placed him next to his wife and daughter.After a long silence, Xu Ziru sat next to He Zhen's corpse. He reached out and touched He Zhen's clothes for a while, but found nothing.

Xu Ziru got up and walked out of the house, his blank mind seemed to have fully recovered its ability to function at this moment, he ninja nausea and vomiting, he kept asking himself-who would do such a thing?

Ordinary vendettas should be impossible. There are hundreds of people in He Zhen's family, and such a big family should not be without a few guards.If it weren't for a well-trained team, it should be difficult to cause such a tragic massacre.He Zhen doesn't seem like a character who will provoke vendetta.

Xu Ziru ruled out all the possibilities in his mind that might have caused the massacre, and finally came up with the most unlikely and only answer—Nvwa Stone.

He walked to the gate of the compound, still thinking in his mind, when he heard the noise at the gate.

The door of the mansion was already open, and there were several pale officials standing in the yard looking through the dead bodies. Some officials were guarding the door to prevent people from entering. After seeing Xu Ziru who suddenly came out from inside, everyone panicked. He picked up the weapon in his hand very vigilantly.

Xu Ziru was covered in blood, and he stood in the courtyard full of corpses like a bloody Shura.He silently watched the crowd outside.

——Who will it be?he thinks.