sun and moon return

Playing until noon, a few people planned to go to the dining hall to try new dishes, Zheli was worried about Jianyun, so he didn't go with the three of them, and went to Jianyun's side alone.

Jianyun sat by the window, and Zheli sat next to him, babbling and persuading him to go out for a walk. After persuading him for a while, Jianyun frowned slightly: "You are really noisy."

Zheli stopped, and smiled awkwardly: "It's always boring to be alone in the room, let's go for a walk. Are you hungry, you can go to eat something along the way."

Jian Yun sighed, really couldn't hold back the ceremony, and was dragged out of the door by him after all.

The two came out of the disciple's courtyard, walked along the main road, Zheli introduced the various places in Qingwu, and unknowingly walked to the front of the Lingxin Hall, the two stood outside the hall, looking at the majestic hall, Jianyun asked: " You don't live in the disciple's courtyard, do you have another place to live?"

"I live with the master in Zhiyi Garden." Zheli replied.

Jian Yun looked around: "I don't seem to have seen that garden."

Zhe Li pointed to the deep forest behind the Hall of Listening Heart: "Behind that, but Zhiyi Garden is guarded by an enchantment, and ordinary people cannot enter."

Jian Yun's gaze passed through the Hall of Listening Heart, and landed on the deep forest behind: "Oh? Does this enchantment recognize people?"

Zhe Li smiled and said, "Of course I can't recognize people, but I can recognize tokens."

Jianyun's eyes glanced at Zheli's waist unintentionally, and Zheli pulled him forward: "Let's go, look elsewhere."

The two turned around to leave, but they saw a few disciples who had fallen behind at some point, pointing at Jianyun.

"This is Fengxia's famous male favorite..."

"No wonder, she is indeed quite pretty."

"Why did it get mixed up with Qingwu's personal biography?"

"Hey," one of them bumped into his companions, and a few of them showed wretched smiles on their faces.

"It seems that not only is the name well-deserved, but it must be delicious?"

"Hey hey hey..."

Jian Yun lowered his eyes, no expression could be seen on his face, but his hand firmly grabbed Zhe Li's sleeve, and whispered: "Let's go back."

But Zheli dragged him angrily and refused to leave: "What kind of skill is it to say such things behind someone's back?" Zheli shouted at those people.

"Hey, Mr. Su, no matter how incapable we are, it's not as incompetent as you." The other person crossed his arms rather rudely and raised his chin towards Zheli.A group of people around laughed.

"I don't know magic, but at least I can tell right from wrong." Zheli said, "If a person can't tell right from wrong, how is he different from that beast?"

The few people exchanged glances, with sarcasm on their faces, and the leader with his arms crossed his chest said eccentrically: "Su's personal biography seldom talks about those big truths. You stand up for this Jianyun for no reason, isn't it because of him?" Is she pretty? How noble is she pretending to be."

"A person with a dark and filthy heart will see everything as dark and filthy. I advise everyone to be more calm, so as not to go crazy." Zhe Li still had a gentle smile on his face.

The man crooked his mouth: "Of course we can't say anything about you in terms of lectures. If you have the ability, the six factions will ask you to see the real chapter. Do you know that all the six factions have to participate in the inquiry, except you. Your master accepts you Being an apprentice is just taking in a waste; Qingwu raising you is just raising one more rice worm."

The man wanted to say more, but suddenly his expression changed, and he looked behind Zheli silently.

Zheli heard that "all personal disciples of the six sects must participate in the questioning", and suddenly realized that he had to come down from Hall Lingxin when he came down, and stared at the group of provocative disciples with a cold expression.

"Master." Zheli called out.

Needless to say, Feidao glanced at the group of people, and they scattered away like a rabbit seeing an eagle.

Jiang Yiran followed over unhurriedly: "I said, why are you in such a hurry." She looked at Zheli, and then at Jianyun behind Zheli, with deep meaning on her face.

"Uncle Jiang." Zheli saluted Jiang Yiran respectfully.

Jiang Yiran nodded: "You are just a gift."

Fei Dao's eyes fell on Jian Yun, although his eyes were gentle, Jian Yun could still feel the oppressive sense of oppression and insight, as if he wanted to see through him.

Jianyun couldn't help but lowered his head, and moved towards Zheli.

"Master," Zheli was careful, and saw the scrutiny on Feidao's expression, and blocked Feidao's probing eyes without any trace, "This is Fengxia's disciple we rescued that day... Jianyun."

Feidao's slightly cool gaze shifted from Jianyun to Zheli, and he said after a while: "As a guest, you should treat each other with courtesy; as a friend, you should treat each other with sincerity. Go, don't lose your courtesy."

Zheli nodded quickly, and left with Jianyun.

When they walked away, the non-dao eyes still fell on Jianyun, Jiang Yiran smiled and teased him: "You just let him interact with this Jianyun?"

Do not speak nonsense.

"Aren't you afraid that he will spoil the gift?"

Fei Dao withdrew his gaze, and although he felt unhappy, he still replied: "There is a sense of propriety in doing things." It's just that I am a little soft-hearted.

After Feidao finished speaking, he left, Jiang Yiran looked thoughtfully at the backs of Zheli and Jianyun.

Looking back at Wangjiang's residence, it was already night.

Zheli, who didn't eat lunch, was a little hungry, so he took Jianyun to Wangjiang's kitchen.

Although Wangjiang lives in the disciples' courtyard, he is the first disciple of Qingwu except the head, the head's personal successor, and Qingwu's fourth steward. The courtyard is independent and has a kitchen.

Zheli pushed open the door of the kitchen, and was choked by the dust and took a few steps back. It seemed that Wangjiang had almost abandoned the kitchen.

Zheli asked Jianyun to go back to the house first, tidy up before going to get some ingredients, but Jianyun refused, and followed him to tidy up.

"Jianyun, are you also being bullied in Fengxia?" Zheli asked pretendingly.

"If you don't have a good cultivation, you will always be made things difficult." Jian Yun replied flatly.

"Then why don't you leave Fengxia?"

The movements of Jian Yun's hands paused, and there was a faint tingling pain in his dull eyes.

Not getting an answer, Zheli glanced at Jianyun: "Or you can go to another sect, if you go back to Fengxia, they will definitely bully you again, look at how they beat you up last time. "

Zheli didn't notice the sluggish atmosphere in the room. After a long time, he heard a faint sneer, and a sticky answer came from his ear: "I really don't know whether to say you are innocent or ignorant. It's as good as stupid."

Zheli looked at Jianyun with some embarrassment, and said in a low voice, "I used to think you were weak, but I didn't expect you to attack with words."

After he finished speaking, he smiled at him again, sighed, and lowered his head to work: "It's a good thing to lose your temper."

Jian Yun was stunned. The young man shrouded in darkness raised his head and stared at Zheli. After a long while, half of his face was illuminated by the warm orange candlelight. Gradually, the haze on his body also slowly dissipated. The spikes gradually retracted, and he said a little lonely: "Fengxia is the dominant one among the three factions, where can I go?"

After listening to Zheli, he didn't know what to say for a moment.

"I really envy you. You have a master who loves you. Even if you don't know anything, if you are wronged, he will support you and protect you." But I have nothing.

Zheli looked at Jianyun for a long time, and said with a sincere apology, "I'm sorry... I didn't mean to say this to make you sad..."

Jian Yun returned a flat gaze, and focused on the sweeping work in his hand.

"My master is very kind, don't look at him with a cold face, it's bluffing." Zhe Li smiled softly, "My parents died in the battle of killing demons since I was a child."

Jianyun's movements froze for a while, he looked up at Zheli, and remembered the "immortal elder" who also died in the battle of killing demons.The skirt he gave didn't fit well, but it looked good. His bright smile concealed a lot of worries...

"After they left, I lived outside. I ate leftovers, cleaned the floor, did the laundry, served tea and water, and did hard work. I was beaten and scolded." He said calmly, completely forgetting himself It's still just a half-grown child.

Jian Yun looked at him deeply, no wonder he was so skillful in cleaning.

Zheli raised his head again and smiled at Jianyun: "I said this just to tell you that I am just like you, I am not a superior person, if you want, you can treat me as a friend."

Jian Yun was stunned.

friend……

Friend... He lowered his eyes with a hint of self-mockery.This word seemed to have been erased from his life long ago, from the moment he left his homeland and stepped into Fengxia, it was completely erased.

The shadow brought to him by Li Wenhe will make him still feel pain in his sleep, will make him feel suffocated when he wakes up from nightmares in the middle of the night, will feel that the sun is so bright but so cold, and will feel that the world is so bright but only darkness remains.

Together with Fengxia's other disciples, they gradually looked at themselves as if they were looking at something, either ridiculing, pitying, or disgusting.

Perhaps he has long been used to those evils, but now that he sees a good, he only feels hypocrisy and has other intentions.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Zheli, showing a bit of coldness again.

The two of them were immersed in their own thoughts, and slowly tidied up, chatting with each other, and after a while, they also tidied up this barren place gracefully.

Zheli let Jianyun sit for a while, then went out to look for ingredients.

When Zheli came back, Jianyun had already fallen asleep leaning against the table, Zheli put things lightly and sat down in front of Jianyun.

Jian Yun, who is sleeping soundly, reveals a sickly beauty, and her long eyelashes cast a shadow. She is as quiet as a butterfly parked by a flower, which makes one unbearably disturbed.

Zheli took off his robe, walked to Jianyun, and put it on for him, his hand was suddenly held down, Zheli was stunned, Jianyun turned around slowly, looked at Zheli with sleepy eyes: "You come back gone."

Jianyun's hands were a little cold, and Zheli sat down beside him: "It's a little cold in Qingwu night, why did you fall asleep here?"

Holding Zheli's hand without letting go, Jianyun blinked tiredly: "I'm a little tired today."

"Then I'll cook, you sit and wait for me for a while." Zheli got up, Jianyun's hand still didn't let go, his face was a little hot, and he secretly looked at Jianyun's hand.

After a while, Jianyun let go of Zheli, gathered his coat, and said softly: "It's so warm." I don't know if it was the coat or Zheli's hands.

Zheli smiled unnaturally, and went to cook.