The world's first fairy gate

Although Yun Fang didn't quite understand where Xie Qiuhan got his sticky, curvy temper, he actually felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

He is quiet in speech and quick in action, pure and upright, no matter who he is facing, he is neither humble nor overbearing, but he leaves a trace of childishness on him, which makes people want to love him more willingly.

People around me come and go, isn't this clingy kid the only one left behind?

Thinking of this, Yun Fang waved at him, "Follow me."

Xie Qiuhan followed, still wondering what kind of medicine he sold in the gourd.

Yun Fang led him to the picking platform, and the Jiugong Baguan and even the distant towns gathered into a galaxy flowing in the dark night, and the whispers of all things were carried by the wind and drifted in mid-air.

The plaque of Jiangshan Immortal is hanging behind them.

The two leaned on the railing and looked from a distance, Xie Qiuhan was fascinated, and felt the infinity of the world.

But Yun Fang folded his arms and looked at the plaque for a while, and said, "I've always been here, worrying, thinking about the immortality of the country, what kind of immortality is, thinking about it, I know...it's just nonsense."

Xie Qiuhan turned to look at him.

Seeing him looking over, Yun Fang turned the subject around with full sincerity, and said to him, "It's my fault for hiding it from you all these years."

Xie Qiuhan was taken aback.

Even though the sincerity in front of him seemed to be pulled out from some drama by Yunfang, and he looked very divided, but he still replied: "It's okay, I don't mind."

Putting himself in his shoes, Yunfang didn't want to hide it, so why should he still yell loudly?He really never cared about it.

Yun Fang raised his slender and beautiful eyebrows: "Then why are you so awkward with me?"

"..." Xie Qiuhan couldn't catch the straight ball, so he could only say vaguely, "These days have been full of ups and downs, but I'm just not used to it."

But Yun Fang thought to himself: This kid is really worthless, he can't be more amiable, why is he still holding it?

But at the same time, I thought he was awkward and cute.

He patted Xie Qiuhan, motioned him to look at the plaque on Jiangshan Immortal, and said: "When Taiwu wrote this thing, he had a good heart, but he didn't expect the world to be impermanent, and when you talked about the big ups and downs, my master lost his head." , Brother ran away, and I knew better that love doesn't last long, and the relationship between people will change, so the relationship between you and me can't be the same as it was before."

Xie Qiuhan understood the sentence "It can't be the same between you and me".

He obviously accepted it long ago, but his heart sank, he could only blink quickly to cover up the disappointment, and said, "Of course I know..."

Ke Yunfang then said: "But you need to know that my affection for you is different from others."

Xie Qiuhan's voice was choked, and the sensibility rooted in bitterness was also choked.

He trembled all over, and raised his eyes helplessly, looking a little dazed and pitiful.

Yun Fang said: "When I first met you, you were only a little bit big, but now you are almost as tall as me. I have no intention of accepting apprentices, let alone seeking a Taoist companion. If you think about it this way, you will let me watch you grow up, heaven There will be only you in the underground.”

As he spoke, he couldn't help but raised his hand to pat him on the back, and comforted him, "You don't have to belittle yourself like this. From now on, as long as you don't follow my master's example to destroy the world, I will take care of everything you do."

Xie Qiuhan was first overwhelmed by the phrase "you are the only one in heaven and earth", and then he was filled with sourness by his promise, and his eyes turned red suddenly.

Naturally, he couldn't learn to destroy the world, all he could learn was fear and understanding, but Yun Fang's words melted those things into hot magma, which flowed into his heart, and inexplicably solidified into... A grievance.

Yun Fang couldn't continue talking until this point, he was packed with goosebumps and was about to march and protest, but when he saw Xie Qiuhan's eyes were red again, he looked like he was going to cry if he didn't agree with each other, he felt uncomfortable It's not good to do something.

After much deliberation, he finally stretched his arms and embraced the young man reluctantly, and still kept warning: "You are not allowed to cry."

As he spoke, he heard a small whimper coming from his ear.

"...It's okay to cry, but don't wipe your nose."

Xie Qiuhan's heart was sour, but he was laughed at by Xian Zuo, who immediately succumbed. Sadness and joy mixed together, which brought a strange sense of stability.

He realized what it was that he cared about.

He didn't care about this person's identity, whether he lived in thatched cottage or Immortal Pavilion.

Regardless of whether Shenxiao or Yunfang, Xianzuo or Hualing, he just... wants to get back the affection that he can rely on and trust wholeheartedly.

Without this affection, he seemed to have no place to stay, his heart was ups and downs in mid-air, although he gritted his teeth and desperately tried to maintain a decent posture, but he always showed his feet and made him embarrassed.

He needs a reassurance, which is not wrapped in glory and wealth and flying chickens and dogs, but a sentence-"I treat you as before".

That night, the stars were twinkling, watching the lost and found in the small building; the moon was shining like a wash, silently, shining on the fireworks in the world under the immortal mountains and rivers.

Xie Qiuhan lived in Jiangshan Immortal Pavilion with peace of mind. In fact, the Immortal Pavilion was not very lively. This small building was placed independently on the highest peak. Others only dared to look up and did not dare to approach.

Yunfang had just returned to the Heavenly Palace, and he was so busy that his feet never touched the ground. It was always dark when he entered and exited the small building. Xie Qiuhan wanted to wait for him, but he often waited until he fell asleep. Once Bing came, he would be inexplicably happy again.

Fortunately, the boys are not afraid of strangers, besides sweeping and changing the incense, they also love to thank senior brother Xie senior brother for short calls, which adds a lot of anger to Xiaolou.

Such a day, more than half a month has passed.

One day, Xie Qiuhan got up to practice his sword in the morning, and saw that the dripping water on the eaves turned into ice, and there was a vast expanse of white frost everywhere. Only then did he know that the beginning of winter had already begun.

He put away his sword and walked back, just in time to see Xiuyu passing the corridor with the medicine pot in his arms, heading for his room.

Xie Qiuhan said, "Xiuyu."

Xiuyu turned her head, "Brother Xie, you're back, it's so early again today."

In the second half of the year, the sun was languid and the dawn was late. Xie Qiuhan's morning class was always gray.

Xiuyu admired his diligence very much in her heart, if it were her, she must be eating, drinking and playing with Xianzuo's thigh every day, and not sleeping until the sun is not enough for her money.

Xie Qiuhan smiled, took the medicine jar from Xiuyu, entered the house, poured two bowls of medicine himself, drank one bowl neatly, and drank the rest warm at night.

This is the medicine prescribed by Jin Lin. He originally just pretended to drink the medicine together, but slowly discovered that the medicine really worked. He no longer had any panic attacks, and his calmness was the same as before. settled down.

Master Jinlin has practiced this way for many years, and he still has real kung fu.

He misunderstood the real person.

Xiuyu took the medicine jar and hugged it in her arms, using it as a hand stove, "Brother Xie, where is the fairy seat? Zhimiao said that the bastard shells are used up again, and the medicine primer is only three days away, let me ask the fairy for instructions." Seat, fill up the medicinal materials."

"I went to Beichuan," Xie Qiuhan said, "I heard the rumors, I should be back today."

Xiuyu heard Beichuan, and exaggerated: "Zixiao Mountain is so cold, Xianzuo must be frozen into a popsicle in Beichuan!"

Xie Qiuhan smiled and was about to speak when he heard footsteps and voices coming from the door.

The man laughed and scolded: "Who is slandering me behind my back?"

When Xiuyu saw that the rightful master was coming, she quickly ran away with her head in her arms.

Yun Fang was leaning against the doorway, looking relaxed, smiling and cursing in high spirits.

Xie Qiuhan went up to meet him, looked at him, and felt that he was the same as when he went a few days ago, but when he looked closely, he found a trace of fatigue under his eyes.

Xie Qiuhan knew what he was going to Beichuan for, so he didn't say much, he sat him down and made him a pot of hot tea.

Yunfang cultivated to this level, he was not afraid of the severe cold, he did not know hunger and thirst, but what he needed was what he wanted, and what he liked was what he liked. He traveled thousands of miles with his sword, crossed the biting ice and returned to the same cold mountain. At this time, he held a cup of hot water in the greenhouse. Tea always makes him feel more at ease.

As soon as he sat down and took a sip of tea, he heard the boy downstairs yelling again: "Xianzuo, you picked someone up again!"

It turned out that when Xiuyu went downstairs, she saw a little boy made of ice and snow. The boy timidly shrank behind the person who led him, very afraid of life.

Xie Qiuhan asked with his eyes.

Yun Fang said: "The boy next to the teacher is called Xiao Yu."

Xie Qiuhan understood.

After all, the Juggernaut did not survive this cold winter, and passed away with his eyes closed when the first snow fell from the Beichuan Glacier.

After his death, many thieves sneaked into Beichuan to see if they could get some benefits, but they ran into the head of the fairy gate who was guarding there, so they all confessed the good head in the snow forever.

Yun Fang sent the Juggernaut off there for the last time, stayed for a few days to deal with funeral matters, and brought his orphan back to Zixiao Mountain.

When he was young, he once had an emotional dispute with Beichuan's lineage, and Honglan apologized in every possible way to please him. Now that the sword master is dead, it is him who is guarding by his side and asks him for his loneliness.

It can be seen that there are no definite numbers for things in this world.

Holding the tea in his hand, Yun Fang quietly lost his mind for a while.

The hot air gradually thinned out, and the hot tea became cold.

Xie Qiuhan was reading by his side, looked away from the ants, glanced at it, and stuffed a new cup of tea into his hand.

Yun Fang put down his teacup, exhaled, stretched his waist, and smiled lazily, "Leave it alone, I'll take you out to play today."