Order of the Pleiades

He Chenze glanced over Yu Huan's right hand clasping the cup wall as if inadvertently, and rubbed his temple with his index finger slightly bent, his head was still dizzy.

He didn't take what Yu Huan said, but just stretched out his hand in front of Yu Huan, and gathered up his cuff with the other hand.

Yu Huan saw that He Chenze's five fingernails were getting longer and all the scales appeared, and when he gently squeezed them together, the white light gathered in the palm of his hand, his eyes were dimmed, and he couldn't adapt to the sudden light for a while.

After the light weakened, Yu Huan saw a stone-like thing hanging in his palm, with engravings on the stone, and a stream of fluorescent light flowing in the grooves.

Flipping his palm, he held the gravel in his palm and signaled Yuhuan to take it.When the other party still hadn't recovered, He Chenze stuffed the stone into the palm of his hand.

"You put it away."

After He Chenze fell ill, he lost his usual sense of cynicalism, and Yu Huan also rarely had the same respect for him as he did for other gods.

He Chenze only said to put it away, he didn't say anything or how to put it away, so he held the gravel and didn't know what to do, stared at it for a long time, and finally turned his eyes to He Chenze.

I saw that man pulled out two or three long hairs from his temples, twisted them into one strand, and finally stroked them from head to tail. The hair was instantly as tough as cotton. He Chenze strung gravel into it and tied it around his neck. between.

"This is my love."

Seeing He Chenze staring at his gravel, Yu Huan slowly said this sentence.

He had never seen He Chenze's expression like this, suppressing unspeakable grief.

Yu Huan touched the fragment on his neck, and his back felt a chill.

"His name was Zhang Yuelu, and he fell into the world afterward."

He Chenze clenched his hands unconsciously by his side, gritted his teeth, and raised his head with piercing eyes.

"I want to get him back."

Yu Huan met He Chenze's gaze, this was the first time he met He Chenze's eyes.

He felt that the dark green pool covered the sky and covered his mouth and nose, and he was stunned and held his breath in a trance.

For a moment, it was like a thousand swords entering the heart, and the surrounding fields were silent.

In the shadows, I seem to see the treacherous buildings, as if I have seen this man's wars and horses for thousands of years.

Seeing the sadness in his eyes after he was dying and struggling, being no match for He Gui Huabiao, seeing him wandering alone in the world without a fixed place, and...

I saw his soft little sincerity hidden under his face.

Even if it was such a small sincerity, the emotions inside it were too huge for a mortal like him, so huge that Yuhuan couldn't react in time, so he could only hold the piece of broken soul in front of his chest with one hand, and dryly I said hello.

Yuhuan got up and rummaged through the boxes to find a little Yi, and found a green candle from the corner of the bookshelf, lit it and held it in his hand.

After everything was ready, Yu Huan sat back beside He Chenze again.

"Why do you respect the Lord, my lord?"

He Chenze scanned Yu Huan from top to bottom, and spoke slowly.

"The [-]th Constellation ranks first in the east, Jiaomujiao."

The wax of the green candle flowed down to Yu Huan's hand, and the remaining heat made him shiver slightly.

He pondered for a while, put the candle and Yi aside, and tucked He Chenze in the quilt.

The other party watched his movements without knowing it. After tidying up the mattress and cotton pillows, Yuhuan poured a basin of hot water and placed it beside the bed, and put a cloth towel on the side of the basin.

"If you have a fever at night, apply it and go to sleep."

"I'll go back to the house for a rest, and I'll order people to wait outside the door, and call them if I need anything,"

After finishing speaking, Yu Huan got up from the bed, took both the Yi and the candle, and turned off the light for him before leaving.

He Chenze looked at the empty black paint, and suddenly couldn't bear it.He held his breath to hear the sound of Yuhuan walking, and finally closed his eyes and fell asleep.

There are no stars and moons, no frost and snow in this night, only a big flame remains, burning alone in the thousands of hectares of smoke and dust.

Under the dome, there are people holding incense high and knocking on the sky and the earth until the candlelight fades away and waits until the morning light.

When Yu Huan went back in the morning, there was no one in the house, and the quilt was clean as if no one had been there.

He happened to be very sleepy, rubbed his eyes a few times, then fell asleep on the bed.

The sword is beautifully cast, this was He Chenze's first thought when he saw it.

He Chenze lightly pried open the buckle with his thumb, and when he drew the sword out of its sheath, it brought out a white mist-like chill.

He flipped his middle finger and index finger to throw it up, the sword lingered and the air conditioner was turned on, and He Chenze swung the blade back, causing a cold afterimage wherever it went.

After the trial, he spread his hands and looked at the pattern carved on it with satisfaction. The hilt of the sword is lined with auspicious clouds, and the blade of the sword is embellished with lake patterns, supporting the diamond and bluestone at the joint.

He Chenze rubbed the bluestone with his fingertips, turned his head and asked the swordsmith beside him with his eyes.

"The flower doesn't blend with the sword. After it was cast, it condensed into this piece of bluestone, and then it was inlaid." The woman who made the sword took the sword from his hand, and turned it around in front of her eyes.

"I don't know whether this sword is for you to use for yourself or as a gift. If you give it to the girl you love, I can carve this bluestone into a flower. It will look better."

"No, that's fine."

He Chenze's mind was attracted by the sword tassels hanging on the wooden frame at the side. One sword tassel was extremely exquisite, and the white jade ball with hollowed out dragon carvings was hung with indigo tassels, which was very eye-catching when mixed in it.

Putting his fingers through the top rope, He Chenze took it off and handed it to the swordsmith.

"Why carve a dragon?"

He still knows that the dragon is enshrined here as an imperial object.

The girl glanced at it and smiled, took the tassel from his hand and put it on the sword, put the sword and tassel together into He Chenze's hand, and explained to him by pointing at the hollow pattern with her fingertips.

"I don't know, my lord. This thing is a jiao. Jiaos live in rivers and lakes, and dragons belong to the ocean. No one dares to buy dragon carvings, but jiaolongs are used by marquises and officials. It's okay to carve one or two."

She smiled cleverly and slyly, sticking out her tongue like a child who did something bad.

He Chenze was a little surprised, he held the small jade piece and took a closer look, but he didn't think it looked like a dragon for a long time.In the end, he let go of his hand resignedly, and stepped into the light with the sword.

After Yu Huan and his elder brother bid farewell to his parents, he led Bai Ju and stood in front of the mansion waiting for He Chenze.

It should have been a long time since he left. He followed the horse's mane and looked around at the white walls and black tiles, feeling a little sad in his heart.

"Let's go."

He Chenze came out of the commotion, his eyes were as clear and innocent as a boy's, he threw a dagger from the air, his eyes were bright and his teeth were bright when he smiled.

Yu Huan caught it subconsciously, and was frozen by the coldness of the sword, and his ten fingers were instantly cold.

He opened the buckle, and slowly pulled the knife out of its sheath while holding both ends with both hands, until his teeth slammed up and down uncontrollably, pursing his lips for fear that He Chenze would find out and make fun of him.

The finger close to the blade was cut when it was pulled out, a slanted line extending from the first knuckle to the third knuckle, blood flowed onto the sword and into the sword groove.

The slow speed of drawing the sword just now will not be to the point of cutting fingers no matter how frozen it is.

So it should be the sword or He Chenze's problem.

When Yu Huan raised his head, he happened to see He Chenze strolling over in his spare time. He glanced around, but couldn't find anything he wanted.He pulled Yu Huan's sleeve over and wiped off the remaining blood.Then he took out two horns and tied them to Yu Huan's wound, which was barely bound up.

"This is called sword energy, you opened the blade for it, and this is your sword."

Yu Huan felt that he should be very moved in his heart, but unfortunately, Yu Guang happened to squint until he was tied on his finger by He Chenze's expensive yarn-woven jacket, and his heart became calm, and he lightly held the sword Put it on your waist, and thank him seriously.

This sword really recognized its owner, since the blood flowed in, Yu Huan no longer felt the chill when he touched it, and even the pin on his waist was as light as nothing.

Since he accepted the gift, he naturally had to return the gift to this person.

Yu Huan pulled the reins of the horse: "The deep forest in the southwest of the suburbs is earth."

He Chenze nodded, suddenly raised his breath and remembered something, hooked his hands at Yuhuan mysteriously, motioning him to come over.

Yu Huan was also obedient, and moved half a step forward, waiting for his next move.Unexpectedly, He Chenze lowered his head and moved closer, their noses almost touched.

Yuhuan was startled by him, and hurriedly tried to back away.

"Don't move." He Chenze grabbed Yu Huan's drooping temples and scolded.

He Chenze said that Hou Yuhuan really didn't dare to move like a statue, his eyes were frozen and he couldn't even breathe.One was that the man was pulling his temples and couldn't break free, and the other was that the soul frightened by those green eyes didn't know how to act.

The hand was finally willing to move away, He Chenze raised his body and rested his chin, he didn't know what he was thinking, Yu Huan then took a breath and remembered who he was.

After seeing the person in front of him thinking for a while, he slowly closed those green tourmaline eyes, and when he opened them after a while, they had already turned into the same dark brown color as himself.

When he cast his gaze over again, Yuhuan turned his head to look at his new appearance, and realized that he liked his black eyes more.

It was a little less cold, and more warm and moist, more like a... person who belonged to the mortal world and was just like him.

"Give me a horse, and you and I will go together."

"horse?"

He Chenze shrugged and continued: "Yes, otherwise I'll take this from you."

Later, of course, he led another horse out. Yu Huan chose for a long time, and finally found this dark brown horse, and brought it out to He Chenze.

"You still use horses?"

Yuhuan lightly reined in the horse, and turned around to ask the great god who was riding on the horse at a speed like an old man walking a bend.

"As you said, do as the Romans do."

He Chenze was obviously bored, he yawned with a big mouth, and fiddled with the horse's mane, wanting to catch some lice for others.

In fact, it was just because Yu Huan was a mortal, and he couldn't stand the toss about casting spells back and forth by himself, but he happened to be very bad, and he didn't let go of Yu Huan's nonsense before, and now he used it to make fun of him.

Yu Huan opened his mouth in embarrassment and wanted to answer him, but he held back after thinking about it, feeling that he was a typical example of asking for trouble for nothing.

The forest in the western suburbs was not far away, and the two of them arrived within a few days after riding on horseback.

After that conversation, Yu Huan wisely chose to shut up, talk as little as he could, and didn't give He Chenze any chance to scold him.

It's a pity that the more he is like this, the more interested He Chenze becomes.

It's like seeing a squirrel in the forest, obviously holding back its cheeks full of pine cones, but holding it up with two claws, for fear that a few will be exposed when it opens its mouth.

He looked interesting and in a good mood, and sometimes hummed a few pieces of music on horseback.

Yu Huan also listened quietly in front, feeling a rare sense of comfort far away from the emperor's temple and living in seclusion in the fields.