sun and moon return

Zheli woke up from the dream the next day, seeing that it was already bright, he couldn't help being anxious.

Today is the first day of the six sects asking questions, disciple field.Wangjiang will definitely go to the arena to cheer for his uncles. After yesterday's incident, Jianyun will probably find a chance to leave.

Thinking of this, Zheli jumped off the bed.

Running to Wangjiang's residence, Zheli opened the door and entered. The courtyard was quiet. He came to the side room and knocked on the door: "Jianyun? Are you in?"

Naturally, no one answered.

Zheli knocked again anxiously: "Jianyun? If you don't answer, I will open the door and go in."

Seeing that there was still no one answering Zhe Li, he was anxious in his heart, so he pushed the door open and entered.

In the room, Jian Yun was standing in front of the screen with his upper body bare, with his back to Zhe Li, tearing off the clothes on the screen and putting them on his body.

Zheli turned his back, a little annoyed, and complained in a low voice: "You don't make a sound in the house..."

Jian Yun ignored him, put on his clothes for a while, sat at the table, and said nothing.

Zheli stood at the door and sighed: "Are you still angry?"

Jian Yun raised his eyes and glanced at him, and after a long time, he asked aloud, "Aren't you angry?"

"It's good that you don't get angry, I don't care what those people say." Zheli poured a cup of tea and put it in front of him, "Don't care about it either."

Jian Yun silently looked down at the teacup on the table, the steam was thick, and his hand ran across the rim of the cup: "Aren't you... angry with me?"

Zheli was a little dazed, pursed his lips, and said with a smile: "I was a little angry yesterday... but today's weather is so good, it's not appropriate to be angry."

Jian Yun raised her head to look at him speechlessly, her eyes were rare and soft.

Seeing that his expression was relaxed, Zheli felt relieved: "Have you had breakfast yet, go out with me for something to eat."

Jian Yun's face became indifferent again.

"Don't worry, today is the first day of the six sects asking questions. Other disciples have already gone to the arena. There will be no one else in the Miscellaneous Hall at this time. The weather is so good, it's good to go out for a walk."

Jian Yun remained unmoved.

Zhe Li talked about it, and Jian Yun got a little angry, and said angrily: "Although my cultivation level is not high, I have done bigu."

Zheli was so choked that he couldn't say a word, so he could only say aggrievedly for a long while: "But I'm a little hungry..."

"You should find the way to Miscellaneous Hall."

Zhe Li turned his back and said aggrievedly: "I found it, but I'm alone, so boring. Forget it. If I don't eat, I'll go drink some water, and I won't die of hunger."

Zheli returned to the yard, fell down on Wangjiang's recliner, raised his arms and covered his face with his sleeves, not wanting to move anymore.

After a while, footsteps could be heard in my ear, and Zheli saw Jianyun approaching him from under his sleeve: "There are still some leftover things in the kitchen..."

Zheli moved his hand away, and looked at Jianyun eagerly.

The sun was just right, and the two sat in the yard eating noodles.

"My master's cooking is delicious." Zheli said.

Jian Yun looked at him in surprise.

Zheli laughed: "I didn't expect that the head of a faction could cook?"

"Master Qingfei looks very cold." Jianyun thought of Feidao's gaze again, it was the gaze of killing people with a sword raised, it was absolutely different from the general majesty and deterrence.

"My master is very good." Zheli smiled again, "He is just a bit cold on the face, but he is actually a very gentle and gentle person."

This was the first time I heard Zheli say that his master was very kind, but it was the first time that he was gentle.Jianyun looked at him strangely.

"Don't you believe it?"

Jian Yun thought for a while: "When your uncle comes back, you can tell him again."

"Ah?" Zheli didn't quite understand Jianyun's meaning.

After eating, Jianyun went back to the house, and Zheli picked up a few normal books from Wangjiang's bookcase, then lay down in the yard and started reading.

At noon, Wang Jiang came back from outside, Zhe Li heard that he and his senior brothers were still discussing today's game in front of the door, after that, he said goodbye, and then pushed the door in.

Zheli glanced at him: "Uncle Shi, you are back."

When Wang Jiang saw him, he glanced at Jianyun's room again: "Zheli, you really treat my place as your own home more and more."

Zheli jumped up from the reclining chair: "Uncle Shi, I don't treat you as an outsider."

Wang Jiang sat down at the table, and Zhe Li sat beside him, and poured him a glass of water: "How is the game today?"

Wangjiang received the water, and his brows were concerned, and he was not at ease all the time.

"What's wrong?" Zheli asked.

"It's nothing." Wang Jiangxin said that Zheli was a layman, and it would be better not to tell these trivial matters, so he raised his chin to Jianyun's room and asked, "How is today? Are you still making trouble?"

"No more." Zheli looked at Wangjiang sincerely, "By the way, uncle, isn't my master a gentle and gentle person?"

Wang Jiang swallowed the water in his mouth in a panic, and his expression was weird and delicate: "It's very good..." He was thinking about the old days, when his senior brothers competed, he never showed mercy, he was too cold-blooded, no one dared to fight him except the senior brother .

Wang Jiang thought about it and said: "Your master has indeed become more gentle in recent years, but even if he is gentle, it is still for you. He was not so approachable before."

Zheli was a little surprised: "What kind of person was my master before?"

"Your master was also like a mute before," Wang Jiang complained. "I was not very old at that time, so I don't remember much. I just remember that every time I saw him, I felt chills all over my body. Except for senior brother, No one can come with him."

"Eldest brother?" Zheli was a little curious.

Wang Jiang's mood fell, it was Qingwu's eternal pain, and it was also the eternal pain in the hearts of all Qingwu's disciples: "Eldest brother...in the battle of killing demons, he died in battle."

Zheli's mood also dimmed, and it was another battle of killing demons.

Jian Yun stood at the door of the side room, listening silently, her eyes resting on her toes.

"The sound of the phoenix flute moves the world, and the light of the jade pot turns the world. It is your master and senior brother Yuanyou. In addition to the sword, your master held a jade flute when he was young, and he was beyond the reach of the Six Schools. The senior brother prefers fine wine, so he Carrying a purple clay pot of Luoyue, wandering around the world. I heard that your master and senior brother were picked up by the old master at about the same time, so the relationship between the two has always been good. After the senior brother died in battle, your master fell into a slump, Shen Wangyue Lake, self-proclaimed five senses, until..."

Wang Jiang sighed: "You will know everything after that. At that time, we were all very happy that the head master could come out of Wangyue Lake. Later, he gradually became more lively, so it should be regarded as letting go of the past. "

As Wang Jiang said, he stretched out his hand to pat Zheli on the shoulder, and said to himself, "I think Zheli, the master, is able to get out of the past, and you really have contributed a lot."

Zheli was a little surprised, Wangjiang stretched out his hand to pinch his face: "I heard that many senior brothers praised their cuteness when I was outside the mountain, saying that you are with the master, and he has become easy to approach."

He suddenly changed the subject, poked Zheli and said: "Who knows that you have a bad stomach, you know that you will cause trouble for the uncle!"

"?" Zheli made an expression of "Are you serious?", pushed his hand away in disbelief, and hummed, "Why did I cause trouble for my uncle?"

"Has my master returned to Zhiyi Garden?" Zheli asked suddenly.

"No, he should still be discussing things with Baishan and the others in the Hall of Lingxin." Wang Jiang replied.

Wang Jiang hugged his chest and looked at the sky, and suddenly said seriously: "I am talking nonsense, you must not mention it to your master." He didn't want to ask him tomorrow if he had too few things at hand recently.

Zheli looked at him with disgust: "I know, I know."

Wang Wangjiang is here, and he should be fine for the time being, Zheli wanted to go to Feidao: "Uncle Shi, I'll go to the Hall of Listening Heart, and I'll be back in a while."

After Zheli finished speaking, he ran out.

When they arrived outside the Hall of Listening Heart, Baishan and others were coming out of the Hall of Listening Heart.

"Zheli." Baishan beckoned the others to leave first, "Why are you here at this time? Do you have anything to do with the head?"

Zheli nodded: "Uncle Baishan, is my master in there?"

Baishan went down two steps and walked to Zheli's side: "The master is resting inside, you..."

"What's the matter, uncle?"

Baishan hesitated for a moment, then smiled gently, "Is it because of Jianyun?"

Zheli was stunned for a moment, feeling a little guilty: "I'm sorry, uncle, I made you worry. I didn't come to see the master because of Jianyun..."

Baishan was a little relieved: "Recently, because of the matter of the six factions asking, the head is also very busy. He is now taking a nap inside."

Baishan left after saying that.

Zheli came to the outside of the Hall of Lingxin lightly, and Feidao sat in the first seat, resting his head with his head closed.

Until Zheli came close to him, Feidao didn't open his eyes.

It seems that the master is really tired.Zheli thought about it, and sat down beside him to watch him.

After an unknown amount of time, Fei Dao sighed softly: "What's the matter?"

Zheli stood up suddenly: "Master, you are awake."

Feidao did not open his eyes, and changed his posture: "I have heard your voice a long time ago."

Zheli walked around behind Feidao, and reached out to help him beat his shoulders: "Master Baishan said that Master is resting, so I didn't make a sound. Master, you are tired."

After beating for a while, Feidao stretched out his hand to hold Zheli's hand, grabbed his wrist and pulled him towards him, and looked at him with a half-smile: "Tell me, what trouble did you cause again?"

Zheli was a little helpless: "No, master, I really just want to beat your shoulders for you."

Feidao didn't speak, closed his eyes again, and didn't let go of Zheli's hand.

"Master, I'm sorry last night, I shouldn't lose my temper with you." Zheli squatted in front of Feidao and said seriously.

Feidao opened his eyes, his eyes were still as normal as usual, but somewhat relieved.When Zheli was young, he always liked to squat or sit in front of himself, hugging his legs.

"Master, I really just regard Jianyun as an ordinary friend." Zheli said again.

Feidao was somewhat relieved, let go of Zheli, let him sit down next to him, and said seriously: "Zheli, there are some things that I didn't want to tell you. But you should also make a judgment."

Feidao's face was serious, and Zheli was a little restless.