Traveling through the little expert and his wonderful employers

Was there hot spring water just a moment after the corpse was collected? !Do you have glutinous rice chicken with lotus leaf and apricot flower cake? !

...that's not the point, okay! !

The point is that we have already recognized each other, that's right, but Brother Xiaoyuan can't hang out with you like this, brother is a serious person!Why do you say you are in debt after you stay today? !

In the painting boat, the young man in brocade clothes was about to pull the young man in white to go upstairs, but he was held back by his backhand, and said hesitantly, "Xiao Yuan...a lot of things happened today, and I saw you again this time...I am very confused now, you leave me alone..."

The eyes of the person in front of him suddenly darkened, and his tone remained gentle, "Brother is leaving?"

An inexplicable feeling of oppression hit his heart, Cheng Xiaobai subconsciously felt that if he said yes, the consequences would be disastrous, so he had to bite the bullet and say: "No, how come, I'm going back to the inn, you can also come to me in the future..."

The young man in brocade clothes smiled and let go of his hand, "Okay, I'll send my brother back, and I'll look for him tomorrow."

"No...you don't need to send it off, you are tired today, so you should rest." After saying that, he turned around and went out of the room, leaping over the lake, and landed on the lakeside without taking a breath.It's obviously an extremely elegant light work, but it seems to be a little bit of fleeing.

The young man in brocade clothes stood at the bow of the boat and watched the white shadow go away in an instant without looking back.

A person kneeled silently at his feet: "Master, do you want to follow?"

The young man's face was gloomy and cold: "No need."

The kneeling person disappeared silently again.

Inn.Carved wooden bed.

Cheng Xiaobai stared at him until Dongfang paled and did not fall asleep.

He felt that such a complicated problem could not be solved with the WindowsXP brain system that he wanted to eliminate.

So he decided to think separately:

Why can Shen Xiaoyuan recognize him?

——No dick, pass.

Why did the plot change?

——No dick, pass.

Why does Shen Xiaoyuan laugh every time with a sense of disobedience?

——No dick, pass.

Why does Shen Xiaoyuan change like Jingfen every time he says he wants to leave?

——There are shadows in jumping off the cliff, you need to be cautious when leaving, just persuade.

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In the end, he came to the conclusion that, as a good boy who relied on his elder brother, Shen Xiaoyuan just reunited with him after many years, and he was excited for a while, which seemed a little... abnormal.

Suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed, isn't Shen Xiaoyuan the leader of the sect? According to today's posture of pretending to be X, there are thousands of younger brothers under him. If he is willing to help find that sword, the probability of success will be increased by ten~

Of course...if he doesn't want to, it doesn't matter, after all, being the leader should be very difficult...then go to Tianji Building and spend money to buy news, and if you go to a few more places, you may be able to find it.

Cheng Xiaobai felt that he couldn't be too witty, the future was bright, he rolled in the quilt contentedly, and fell asleep happily.

By the time he screamed out of hunger and got up and went downstairs, the sun was already high.

Ziqi Donglai Inn is well-known in the south of the Yangtze River. The four-storey building is magnificent, with luxurious decoration and elegant interior layout. Here's to trouble.Such an inn can stand for a long time, if there is no one behind it, it is impossible.

Today, the spacious lobby on the first floor is quiet, except for one person sitting at the table by the window.

A handsome young man, dressed in blue brocade and satin gown, the fresh spring breeze raised his half-up and half-tipped black hair, and the gentle sunlight cast a faint halo on him, making people admire him for being handsome and handsome. , with a high look.

But few people dared to look at him unscrupulously.Because there was a sword hanging from his waist, that glossy black sword was hanging on the young man's waist, it was as beautiful as an ornament.

As soon as Cheng Xiaobai came downstairs, he saw such a scene. The handsome young man was surrounded by the bright spring light, looking at him with a smile on his face.

Shen Xiaoyuan, you are so handsome, you must have been taught by Xiaosheng! ! ! !

Shi Shiran, the young man in white, took his seat, looked around, and asked puzzledly, "What happened today? Why is there no one there?"

"Nothing happened today. Maybe everyone else just went out... My brother hasn't eaten yet, right? The steamed sea bass here is very good..."

Before the words fell, the tea and snacks on the table of the Eight Immortals had been removed, and seven dishes were replaced with three cold and four hot dishes. There was an exquisite jade plate in the middle. The minced ginger looks like a fish with pearls in its mouth and a high tail, which is really lively and fragrant.But there was only a pair of bowls and chopsticks in front of him on the table, and the waiter lowered his head trembling and hurried down.

Cheng Xiaobai swallowed in his heart, and said reservedly: "Have you already eaten?"

Shen Xingyuan smiled and nodded: "Brother, eat quickly."

Cheng Xiaobai wondered who this was, Shen Xiaoyuan, when he was young, he had even seen himself wiping his mouth with his sleeve, so he picked up his chopsticks and began to fight the fish.

The person opposite just looked at him quietly, with tenderness in his eyes.

Why did everyone else just go out?Because when I'm with you, I don't like having other people.

And I wish I could be with you all the time.my brother.

Cheng Xiaobai put down his chopsticks, resisting the urge to touch his stomach and roll over.

He gracefully raised his hand and slowly poured a glass of wine, filled it up for Shen Xingyuan again, and said in a deep thought: "Actually... I came to Jiangnan this time because I have something important to do..."

The young man in brocade clothes took the cup, and the smile in his eyes deepened: "Brother, did you want to get back the sword you used?"

Is this a hang up? !Shen Xiaoyuan, even if you know the plot, you shouldn't know this! !

But he nodded subconsciously: "Yes..."

Seeing him surprised, the person on the other side explained generally: "I saw that my brother has never carried a sword in the past few days. I think it's because I haven't met anyone suitable for me in these years..." But the topic changed, "Brother, although the sword is It is of extraordinary quality, and I also have many famous swords in the Shenbing Pavilion of Xueyi Sect, it may not be inferior to that one, why don't I accompany my brother to find another one?"

Shen Xingyuan naturally understands the significance of the sword and the martial artist's natural assistance. There is no distinction between good and bad in many magic weapons, what matters is the person who uses them.It was as if the Seven Stars were the best sword in the world in his hand.Irreplaceable.

And he said that now, but he wanted to test some things...

Sure enough, the young man in white hurriedly explained: "It's different, it's...very important to me."

"That's right, after all these years, some feelings will indeed arise... Haven't you known what the name of brother's sword is?"

The young man in white was stunned for a moment, then said casually, "...it doesn't have a name, if you want to pick one, just call it 'Quechen'."

A sword that ends the past.

Shen Xingyuan smiled and said: "Good name... I still have some information about where it came from. How about going to find it with my brother?"

Then I saw the young man in white saying sincerely, "It's very good, thank you very much this time." After saying that, he drank it down.

He pretended not to change his face, but still smiled, "Why does brother have such a relationship with me?"

The moment he lowered his head, a gloomy expression appeared in the wine cup.

Of course it's good.

Because that sword is in my hand.

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A few nights of spring rains have washed the world clean, giving birth to a new look and a bright luster.

The sky is a thousand miles of peacock blue, with clouds floating above the splendor.The green hills in the distance melt into a whole piece of emerald jade, which is reflected in the sparkling Bailibihu Lake.

On a spring outing, the apricot blossoms are all over the head, and the young man on the street is full of romance.

"It coincides with the spring scenery in the south of the Yangtze River. My brother and I reunited after a long absence. Why don't you revisit the old place?"

Cheng Xiaobai thought that since Shen Xingyuan had already released the news, he couldn't rush to receive a reply, and with the eager eyes of the people in front of him, he nodded in agreement.

The private school was still a private school in the deep alley with white walls and black tiles, but another younger teacher was replaced, leading the children to recite the thousand-character text with a shake of his head; the small courtyard where he lived at that time was locked and rusty The chaotic grass by the door grows up to half a person's height; Jiangnan Academy has been renovated and expanded again, the rigorous and elegant style has not changed, and the sound of reading books inside the high wall is transmitted along the east wind, and the childish voice of a child can be heard.

However, the familiar courtyard facing the street of the Academy seems to have left only yesterday, and it is not dilapidated or desolate at all.

So much so that the moment he opened the door, Cheng Xiaobai was in a trance for a moment, as if he had not traveled through many planes and experienced those separations in the world these years, but just came out of the academy, picked up Shen Xiaoyuan after school, and was hesitating what to have for dinner.

The Chinese locust tree in the courtyard is already a pavilion like a cover, and the dense shade of the tree shatters the light and shadow. There are still small tables and rocking chairs under the tree, and the chairs and tables in the front hall are also spotless.Cheng Xiaobai stepped forward, within reach, the purple clay teapot was still warm, he couldn't help but raise his hand to pour tea, steam was bubbling from the cup.

Hearing a chuckle from the people around him, his tone was tinged with sorrow: "I never believed that you were dead... I always thought that no matter when my brother came back, I would always be able to have a sip of hot tea... But I waited eight Years, you really didn't come back."

"There are people sweeping here every day. I come back every August [-]th and sit in the courtyard to make tea. I always thought you would come in through the door with some Spring Zhai red bean cakes and cloud cakes..."

The young man suddenly raised his head, staring at the people around him with burning eyes, with deep reluctance and mourning in his eyes, he called out in a low voice: "Brother..." After saying that, he raised the hand of the young man in white.

Cheng Xiaobai was silent, raised his hand after a while, imagining to rub the top of the hair of the person in front of him as before, but found that the person was already taller than himself, this movement was very strange, so he had to pat him on the shoulder instead .

The movements are gentle, with comfort... and guilt...

With a shy voice, "Xiaoyuan..."

But suddenly he was hugged into a firm and strong embrace, and the hands around his waist almost burned him. Subconsciously, he felt that this posture was a bit strange, and was about to avoid it, the man bent down and rubbed against his neck gently. ...

This little action was something that Xiongzi often did when he was young. At that time, he was awakened by nightmares every night, and he didn't cry. He just threw himself into his arms and called his brother softly...

His heart softened suddenly, he was still a child after all... The hand that pushed him could not help but pat him on the back instead.

The east wind blows, and the apricot blossoms in the courtyard rustle and fall. Two figures, one green and one white, stand embracing each other. Si, almost picturesque.

And the young man in white had a guilty and uneasy expression on his face, he couldn't see the eerie curve on the lips of the young man in brocade who was leaning obediently on his neck, and the real darkness and...* in his eyes.

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The frightening thing is not that the brat has turned black, but that Xiaobai doesn't even know that he has turned black...