Chasing brother for thousands of miles

When the lone moon was hanging high, Qi Xian and Wen Nianyuan, who had been wandering in the forest for a long time to confuse the pursuers, finally found the source of water. A clear and shallow stream passed through the forest, reflecting the melting moonlight and rippling with the breeze. Sparkling.

The water level of the creek is too shallow, barely below the ankles, and the pebbles at the bottom and moss on the stones are clearly visible. Small fishes as thick as fingers and almost transparent shrimps are swimming in it.

Such a shallow stream can't raise big fish, Wen Nianyuan took a look, and knew that the small fish and shrimps were not enough to eat, so he went to the forest to collect firewood, lit a fire to keep Qi Xian warm, and went to the forest by himself. Go deep in the forest to find some game.

Seeing his younger brother's figure swaying and disappearing in the forest, Qi Xian retracted his gaze, reached out to pick up a wooden branch, and poked the fire one by one.

The orange flame was flickering and flickering, exuding bursts of warmth in the cool night, and the sound of beeping and peeling rang in my ears, which felt a bit warm.

The face of Qi Xian was reflected by the flames. At the moment, there was no one around. There was still a vague smile on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were deep and deep. He looked at the fire quietly, wondering what he was thinking about. matter.

In his whole life, just like what he once said to Qingtong, he has been walking at the junction of light and shadow, looming, half-light, half-sleeping, and what seems to be reality.

Those conspiracies and tricks in the dark corners, like evils breeding day after day, are constantly brewing and fermenting in no one's knowledge, showing their teeth and claws.

But no matter what, it's nothing more than his own business. For a long time, he has only been a sober, indifferent and ruthless spectator who seems to be affectionate.

It can cause the whole rivers and lakes to chase after each other, or it may not live up to the reputation.

It's a pity that he is no longer those young people who need these prestigious names to prove their existence, especially after the Wen family's affairs, he is really tired, and he once planned to help Qingtong, so he might as well wander the world with Wen Nianyuan.

Now wandering is wandering, but it is fleeing.

It has been a long time since the case of the Liu family, even if he wanted to investigate, he might not be able to find out the truth, but the moment Qingtong Fang showed up, it stirred up a huge momentum.

Explain what?Explain the depth of the Liu family case?

Not to be considered, Qixian squinted his eyes, probably, his movement was looking for the ghosts of the past, but he accidentally touched a nerve of the present person.

He didn't believe that he had destroyed a Qianhe temple in one shot, and he didn't believe that it was just to put Qi Xian on him, and he knew that he didn't have such a big face.

"What are you thinking about?" Qixian was still in deep thought, when a man's voice suddenly came from his ear, and when he looked up, he saw Wen Nianyuan standing in front of him, catching a pheasant that was still thrashing desperately, and the chicken feathers immediately flew up.

Smiling as Wen Nianyuan flicked away the chicken feathers that floated in front of his eyes, Qi Xian restrained his thoughtful expression, and jokingly said, "I was wondering, how does my brother's skill in roasting wild game compare to his skill in cooking noodles?"

Probably inspired by this question, Wen Nianyuan suddenly became busy like a hardworking little hen, squatting by the stream to kill the chicken and pluck its feathers, set it up and roast it on the fire, with a serious face, watching the fallen chicken from a distance. Also quite decent.

Even Qi Xian, who was just joking casually, felt a little hungry when he saw his posture, and couldn't help but look forward to it.

Of course, soon when he was struggling to maintain a smile on his face and took the poor pheasant that was half scorched and half raw, he suddenly felt deeply for the pheasant that fell into Wen Nianyuan's hands. Aggrieved.

It could have had a beautiful and whole raw chicken, even if it was caught by a hunter and brought home or sold in a restaurant, at least it could be proudly made into a delicious dish instead of this kind of disgusting dog... cough cough.

Silently throwing away the burnt half, Qi Xian strung up the raw half pheasant again, and made enough food and clothing by himself.

The result was that neither of them had enough to eat, and Wen Nianyuan, who knew he was stupid, went down to the stream to catch a bagful of small fish and shrimp, and cooked some fish soup.

The aroma of wild lake freshness makes the index finger move, and the naturally produced small fish is delicious and melts in the mouth.The two sat around the firelight, with the bright moon above their heads, the breeze in the forest, the gurgling water not far away, and a mouthful of fish soup for each person.

Wen Nianyuan's eyes reflected Qixian's elegant appearance of drinking soup, full of satisfaction, while others thought about the path of escape that was miserable and frightening, for the two of them at this moment, it was actually the best time in recent years.

I don't know if the person who is determined to drive Qi Xian to a dead end will vomit three liters of blood and die if he sees such a scene.

The two fled in a hurry, Qi Xian was originally wearing the Taoist robe that Wen Nianyuan found, but after changing a few clothes, none of them fit well. goosebumps.

Wen Nianyuan stretched out his arms to hug him silently, lowered his head and touched his forehead lightly with his lips, without any sensuality/desire, just purely wanting to touch.

There was a big heater sticking to it. Even if there was a bonfire in front of it, Qixian didn't bother to refuse. The two snuggled together quietly, sharing each other's body temperature, breathing and smelling each other.

Perhaps it is the relationship between half of the same blood flowing in the body, Wen Nianyuan always feels that the bond between him and Qixian is deeper than any couple he has ever seen, it cannot be cut off even if the flesh is removed, Fate in the bones.

From the time they first met 21 years ago, they were destined for this life.

"Brother." Wen Nianyuan suddenly said softly.

Qi Xian glanced at him, frowned slightly, and snorted coldly with a half-smile, "Get rid of the messy things in your mind, read and read, those sage books have been read to some corner by you, with a sinister face /Sexy, why don't you become a flower picker?"

"..." Wen Nianyuan suddenly took a deep look at Qixian, stretched out his hand to pinch his chin, and said solemnly: "There is a golden house in the book, and there is Yan Ruyu in the book."

"Yan Ruyu", who was molested by words for the first time, was furious.

Wen Nianyuan put it away when he saw that it was good, turned his head and threw the firewood one by one into the fire one by one as if nothing had happened, to make the fire that was gradually receding burn hotter.

"You rest, I'll watch."

Qixian didn't say much, and found a comfortable position in Wen Nianyuan's arms with his clothes, closed his eyes and fell asleep without hesitation. After a while, his breathing gradually became slow and long, as if he had already entered dreamland.

I just don't know who has been in his dreams all these years.

Withdrawing his gaze towards the distance, Wen Nianyuan looked down at Qixian's trembling eyelashes, and sat firmly, motionless.

After a while, the man in his arms who seemed to have fallen asleep suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were sparkling, his eyes were sober, and he said softly: "Do you think, in the Jianghu, who can completely wipe out the Qianhe Temple— — under your nose and mine.”

The author has something to say: Emma is so tired of running away that I tremble, cough cough happiness!Bow at [-] degrees to thank Miss Yifeng for her landmines, wow~