The villain has a white moonlight

In the season when the night is cool in late autumn, the moon hangs high, and the wild goose returns to the south, there is a lone falcon flapping its wings, flying over the undulating mountains and passing through the jagged peaks, soaring purposefully among the mountains.

Mingyue Mountain, located on the border of the south of the Yangtze River, is beautiful with beautiful bells and terrestrial atmosphere. The snow-covered mountains in the mountains are even more secluded from dust. Although it is the late autumn season, the mountains are already snowing, and the snowy night is still, but you can hear the melodious and melodious sound of Yuexiao. , a gully in my heart, I should smile passionately.

The bright moon hangs high in the dark blue sky, and the silver glow is cool and cold, covering the forest and bamboo forest on the mountain with silver frost. In the heavy snow, a tall and straight figure stands on the mountain.

The wind blows over the sparse bamboos, rustling the rustling bamboos, and the wind chimes among the bamboo branches are clear and moving. The young man is still playing the flute with his eyes closed, as if he has forgotten himself, but there is a look of thought between his brows, and there is a worry in his heart.

Sensing movement in the bamboo grove behind him, before the end of the song, the flute swallowed, the young man quickly closed the flute, opened his eyes, a trace of panic flashed in the golden eyes, tried to calm down, without turning around, staring at a snowflake and said: "You ……woke up?"

But a small black whirlwind swept over, and with the crisp jingle of bells, the fine dog jumped excitedly at the young man in red.

Ji Wuxian reacted very quickly and dodged it sideways with his hands behind his back. Gouzi was not discouraged, and continued to pounce after a sharp turn. After several rounds, Ji Wuxian finally stopped dodging and stood to let Xiao Aipo jump into his arms.

"Tsk," Ji Wuxian picked up the black dog, weighed it, weighed it, and then put it down, with a disgusted expression on his face, "Sure enough, he has grown flesh again, but his jumping ability is full, and his agility is not bad, not bad."

"Wow!" Little Ai Po stuck out his tongue, wagged his tail quickly, and spun around happily, and the golden bell on the brown collar around his neck also jingled.

"Fu Mengsheng woke up?" Ji Wuxian rubbed the fluffy dog's head and asked in a low voice.

"Wow, woof, woof!" Xiao Aipo replied loudly, not only echoed in the empty valley, but even shook the bamboo branches and snow.

"...Silly dog, what are you doing so loudly?" Ji Wuxian said speechlessly, "Don't disturb him."

"My friend really has a heart." A gentle voice sounded from the bamboo forest, and when the words fell, a young Taoist in white clothes came out with an umbrella, with a rabbit velvet cloak on his arm, wearing a moonlight, and approached Ji Wu with a smile on his face. envy.

Hearing the words, Ji Wuxian already tensed up all over, and seeing the other party's smile again, she took a step back nervously: "You...you are here."

Fu Mengsheng was already very close to Ji Wuxian, but he didn't stop, and moved forward calmly. The latter couldn't help but took another step back. The Taoist was still smiling, and moved forward calmly. There is no room for retreat.

Little Aipo whined, wagged her tail and circled around Fumengsheng, then ran to play with the snowflakes.

"Why is my friend nervous?" Fu Mengsheng's eyes were clear and clear, and he tipped the red oil-paper umbrella towards the other party.

"I'm sorry." Ji Wuxian lowered his head and murmured, "I'm taking your own advice and taking you away."

"It was with a hand knife, knocking Daozi unconscious and taking him away." Fu Mengsheng corrected gently, smiling unabated.

"..." Looking at the person close at hand, Ji Wuxian lowered his eyes and his ears turned red: "I'm sorry."

Fu Mengsheng didn't respond, so Ji Wuxian lowered his head and added: "I did something against your will, if you get angry, I will let you deal with it."

"Friend," Mengsheng sighed softly, "You really don't have to always say sorry to Daozi."

Ji Wuxian was startled, then suddenly raised his head.

"This time you have not recovered from your serious illness, so you hurried to the cliff of no return. You don't want Daozi to be involved in disputes and dangers, and you make a false appearance of hijacking in front of everyone, and you are also worried that the public will be harmful to Daozi." Beifeng Manjuan, The sleet and snow were flying, and the thin snow on the surface of the red oil-paper umbrella was also rustled. The voice of the Taoist was low: "These are not your obligations. You are willing to take risks for the sake of protecting the Tao. Why do you want to pretend to be a villain again?" Say sorry?"

"I..." Ji Wuxian opened his mouth, but he was speechless.

Fu Mengsheng handed over the handle of the umbrella, and Ji Wuxian took it, froze, watching in a daze as the other party put on a rabbit velvet cloak for him, fastened the straps, the north wind was cool, the rain and snow were shabby, but that cloak was Keeping all the severe cold out, the warmth rippling all over the body is just like that year, exactly the same year.

"Whether you used to be bold and unrestrained Ji Wuxian, unrestrained and unrestrained Du Ruojun, or the bloodthirsty and cruel ghost head, the you in the rumors, Daozi now doesn't want to distinguish which part is true and which part is false Since the acquaintance in Jinling City until now, although Daozi is blind, he can feel with his heart that his friend is a person with the utmost affection and nature."

At this time, it was raining and snowing on the ridge, and the wind was howling, Ji Wuxian woke up instantly, and Fu Mengsheng was not angry because of the knife in his hand.

"Daozi here, you always look a little melancholy in the world. Is there something wrong with Daozi...does it put you under pressure?" For the first time, a look of self-blame and distress appeared on the handsome face of the Taoist in white.

"No, you're fine, very fine!" Ji Wuxian blurted out, and after speaking, his face was already burning a little bit: "It's my problem, really, it's my own problem!" He said eagerly.

"You were always like this when you were little Du Ruo. You cared too much about Daozi's thoughts and opinions." Fu Mengsheng shook his head, his tone was gentle but straightforward: "Although I don't know why you are like this, but a close friend is like a brother. Brother, from now on, please friends, please don't put yourself in a lower position."

"Fu Mengsheng..." Ji Wuxian's heart was like a blizzard, and his eyes were astringent. Many years ago, that person also said similar words.

The wind and snow are intertwined, there are people in front of me, and all the scenery is empty. I sigh when it is tonight. Seeing this beloved person is like the rising of the sun and the constant of the moon.

"Okay," Fu Mengsheng closed his eyes and calmed down for a moment, then opened his eyes again, and his tone became lighter: "The words that Daozi has kept in his heart for a long time, now he has finally finished speaking, what will happen in the future, friend, you can decide for yourself!"

After speaking, he smiled and blinked at Ji Wuxian.

Seeing this, Ji Wuxian's ears turned red again, and his heart beat extremely fast.

"Friend?" Fu Mengsheng raised his hand and patted Ji Wuxian on the shoulder, with a smile on his lips: "If it takes time to make changes, Daozi is willing to wait."

His voice is always so gentle and calm, soft and peaceful.

"Okay." Ji Wuxian also laughed, the wind was flying in the snowy night, everything was silent, but there were wind chimes hanging from bamboo branches with clear and pleasant sounds.

"Follow Daozi back to Diezhuang Xiaomeng Qu. The wind and snow on the mountain are too heavy, friends should not stay for long." Fu Mengsheng had already turned around and walked a few steps outside. Standing side by side: "I'm fine, but you, are you so cold?!" After speaking, he raised his hand and tore off the cloak tie, annoyed at himself for not thinking carefully, Fu Mengsheng's body was thin and he had no martial art, so he didn't How about something to keep out the cold.

"It's okay, Daozi has already adapted to the climate in this mountain range." Fu Mengsheng stopped, stopped, and re-fastened the belt for Ji Wuxian, with natural movements and no adulteration.

"That's good." Ji Wuxian clenched his fists and took a deep breath, smelling the light herbal fragrance, which was refreshing, and finally calmed down his beating heart.

When he was about to move again, he heard a clear and long howl in the air. Ji Wuxian tilted his umbrella and looked, staring at the hemp-feathered white-necked bird fluttering its wings through the snow mist along the ridge veins and scattered the snow on the top of the cliff. plume raptor.

"My friend, it's the Hayabusa from Langya Wang's hunting ground. Don't worry." Fu Mengsheng raised his hand with a smile. Shaking off a thin layer of snow, he turned his head and combed his feathers with his beak.

All the bamboo slips are small seal scripts carved with Yang engraving techniques, so that blind people can use their hands instead of eyes to read them immediately.

Little Aipo ran over wheezing, wagging his tail, raised his head and barked at the falcon on Fu Mengsheng's shoulder.

Falcon glanced at the black dog indifferently, ignored it, and continued to comb his feathers coldly.

"Wow, woof, woof!" Xiao Aipo was not discouraged, and rolled a few times in the snowdrift.

"Stupid dog." Ji Wuxian sighed secretly.

However, the fine dog crawled up, sticking out its tongue flatteringly.

Gao Leng Hayabusa seemed to be overwhelmed, spread its wings, and glided to the depths of the bamboo forest, while little Ai Po spread his legs and chased after his target playmate.

Ji Wuxian shook his head, and continued to look at the people around him. The cool breeze blew by, and he turned slightly to protect the Taoist from the wind, and there was a slight ripple in his heart.

Xizhi is really good-looking, no matter when and what he looks like, he is unique in the world, always so good-looking.

Fu Mengsheng had already unfolded the scroll of bamboo slips, stroked each line carefully, his brows were gentle, and his expression was slightly moved.

"Wang Shi, is there any news?" Ji Wuxian asked.

"Friends can read it by themselves." Fu Mengsheng smiled and handed him the bamboo slips.

Ji Wuxian took the bamboo slips, and recognized at a glance who wrote the words. It was as neat and tidy as before, and it was a little more vigorous than when he was a teenager.

The content is about what happened on the Cliff of No Return after Fu Mengsheng was taken away from the scene. The same is true for the matter of healing the Shunwu veins. Finally, he analyzed the current situation of repairing the world, the golden crane game, and the dispute over the fragments of the dust mirror. He calmly presented the status quo and told Fu Mengsheng that he had better stay in Mingyue In the mountains, away from the troubles.

"It's all hurt like that, and I'm still worrying about these things." Ji Wuxian put together the bamboo slips and tossed them casually. A ball of flames ignited on the bamboo slips, and the flickering light flashed, and all of them turned to ashes: "There is still strength to engrave words." , seems to be recovering well."

"The three palms of my friend are not only for healing, but also have the same purpose as the hand knife given to Daozi?"

"At Lianwu Mountain before, Wang Huan really wanted to put me to death, and he didn't show mercy. This time at Buguiya, he didn't do anything to me, but he definitely didn't want to hook up with me. I was against him, and even more so Maybe...the enemy." Ji Wuxian lowered his voice, and the hand holding the umbrella handle trembled slightly.

Fu Mengsheng sighed lightly: "Everyone speaks of gold, and the accumulation of ruins rots the bones. My friends are also worried that Sect Master Wang will be burdened by the notoriety of the ghost leader."

"This time, if you don't return to the cliff, someone with a heart takes the opportunity to make trouble. I can only pretend to be calm after being forced to such a degree. I only obey Ji Lingjun." Ji Wuxian raised his hand and rubbed his forehead: "Wang Huan knocked out his teeth. The temperament of Xue Tun has not changed, this time I acted on my own, if he didn't have the strength to fight, the three palms might not be able to be handed over smoothly, I hope he can adjust his breath well and don't hold it hard."

"Since my friend is worried, you can write a book and reply." The west wind intensified, the snowflakes danced wildly, and the Taoist spoke softly, full of concern.