The third uncle always wants to elope

In the early morning, the sky began to drizzle, and there was a faint smell of blood in the air.

People who had slept soundly all night woke up and saw flocks of black crows standing on the eaves of their houses, some hovering in the air for a long time, and some hoarse and long hooting above their heads.

The street vendors picked up the broom next to them and drove them away. The crows fluttered their wings a few times but refused to leave.

The rain curtain is like a big net, making people breathless, and there are fewer pedestrians on the street. Occasionally, I see one or two, but they are also in a hurry, and they walk away in a hurry with a paper umbrella. Make frequent stops on the street.

The morning mist and rain curtain seemed to have covered the eyes with a layer of gray gauze, making it difficult to see clearly.

A plain white oil-paper umbrella cut through the rain, and the raindrops slowly dripped on the ground along the umbrella stand, splashing lightly in front of the white cloth shoes.

The paper umbrella covered most of the man's face, and only a slender neck in Pianpian's white clothes could be seen. He walked up against the crowd, stepped through the drizzle, and his clothes were flying, with a cleanliness that was not stained with a single trace of dust.

The rain outside Fangfu gradually increased, and the fine raindrops merged into a stream, which flowed into the cracks in the stone road. If someone was there, one could see that the small stream gradually changed from transparent to light red.

Normally, there would always be a few tall and brave guards standing in front of the magnificent gate, but today the gate was so deserted that not even a single person could be seen.

"Quack-quack-"

Black crows croaked on the red tiles of Fangfu, and the rain from the eaves made a ticking sound as it fell on the ground.

In the empty Fang Mansion, only these black crows rolled their black eyes to witness the scene where this usually noisy and crowded place turned into a purgatory on earth.

The remains of corpses all over the place piled up into hills, and the blood below them merged into a stream of blood. After a while, it was washed away by the rain, and the rain seemed to be stained with blood, and black crows hovered around these corpses. , Pecking at the rotten flesh of these people.

A boy in black was sitting on the top of the pile of corpses, his clothes were torn, and he swallowed a bloody steamed bun in his hand. Raindrops flowed down his chin into the skirt of his clothes, leaving a deep red stain on his face.

"quack--"

The black crows gnawing on carrion suddenly flapped their wings and flew towards the sky, as if something frightening had come.

"pat"

The crisp sound of feet stepping on the puddles seemed extraordinarily light in this empty yard.

The young man didn't seem to hear it, he still gnawed at the steamed bun in his hand with his head down.

The raindrops fell on the oil-paper umbrella, making a dull sound.

His slender fingertips protruded from under the umbrella, and the rain instantly wet his white sleeves, making the complexion on his wrists more radiant and fair.

Supporting the side of the boy's face, he gently raised his chin. The boy seemed to smell the pleasant fragrance of plum blossoms on his fingertips. His mouth couldn't help being greedy, and he opened his mouth to bite the man's thumb.

The man's hand didn't intend to dodge, he moved his fingers lightly, and pinched his cheek with two fingers instead, the boy's mouth couldn't move, and then, with his fingertips exerting force, the boy grinned, showing sharp teeth, with a fierce look on his face forced to raise his head.

The paper umbrella was slightly moved away, and the boy only saw a glare of white light.

"Your eyes are beautiful."

The corners of the man's lips were slightly drawn, his complexion was fair, his brows were full of gentleness, his eyes seemed to be filled with spring breeze, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and the young man's heart seemed to be brushed by a feather.

The young man raised his head and looked carefully, and found that there was a dark blue tear mole under those soft eyes, but the color was a little pale, so he ignored it if he didn't pay attention.

This is the second time in his life that a young man with a pure heart feels that a person can look so good-looking. As for the first time, he can't remember it. He only remembers that a long, long time ago, he seemed to have seen someone who could match him. .

Seeing the dull look in the young man's eyes, the man smiled slightly, with a hint of teasing in his words.

"I didn't expect him to be a lecherous kid."

Hearing this, the boy came to his senses, turned away from his hand, lowered his head and ignored him, and continued to nibble on the wet steamed bun in his hand.

The man was also patient, watching him finish eating, with a smile in his eyes all the time.

The man chuckled softly, "Have you finished eating?"

Hearing this, the boy paused and nodded.

"Let's go then"

The man raised the umbrella to the boy's head, and his body was exposed to the rain. Although the rain wet his clothes, it didn't make him any more embarrassed.

The young man neither agreed nor refused, and sat motionless on the pile of corpses, staring into the distance in a daze.

The man was not angry either, he took out a piece of snack from his bosom, and slowly handed it to the boy's mouth.

Smelling the refreshing fragrance from the tip of his nose, the boy's eyes lit up immediately, and he opened his mouth wide, almost swallowing the man's hand together.

The young man had never eaten such a delicious thing, and he swallowed it into his stomach. After eating, he raised his head and looked at the man eagerly, his eyes were full of light, like a little beast waiting to be fed.

Seeing him like this, the man smiled lightly, "Is it delicious?"

The boy nodded honestly.

"Then you can go?"

This time the boy moved very neatly, standing up from the pile of corpses, he was about to jump up from it.

But the man moved quickly with his long arms, crossed the boy's legs, and half hugged him. Although the boy was short and thin, he was still a half-grown boy, and the white-clothed boy had a serious expression on his face. He is weak and elegant, but he is unambiguous when he hugs someone, his movements are smooth and smooth, without a trace of muddy water, as if he didn't feel the weight on his shoulders, and his brows are full of relaxation.

As soon as he got close to that person, the delicate plum fragrance got into his nose. The young man couldn't help sniffing hard, his heart gradually calmed down, he stretched out his hand, and carefully wrapped it around his neck. When he touched the man's white clothes, a stain mixed with blood and mud was left behind, and his hand couldn't help but retracted a little.

The man thought that the boy didn't like being close to people, so he put his hand back, smiled gently, and said, "Your foot is injured, it's not suitable for walking."

Hearing this, the young man nodded numbly, but did not open his mouth tightly.

His feet were indeed as the scholar said, they were covered with rotten pustules, mixed with blood and dust, which looked very creepy.

The man in white was holding the young man, while the young man was holding a paper umbrella. The figures of the two gradually disappeared into the rain, leaving only the horrible dead bodies and the black crows circling back and forth.

Although Bai Yilang's steps were steady, his speed was very fast, and he left the bustling Liuzhou City in a short while.

Pedestrians on the road looked sideways at these strange two people, but when they wanted to turn their heads to discuss, they suddenly couldn't remember what happened just now, and couldn't think of anything else in their minds except a plain oiled paper umbrella.

The road outside Liuzhou City seems to be much narrower. Along the way, there are fewer and fewer people living there. There are high mountains and fields, bushes and jungles. Occasionally, you can meet one or two farmers in coir raincoats carrying baskets on their backs and going up the mountain to cut firewood.

The man in white walked a long way with the boy in his arms. Today's first rays of sunshine rose from the west, and the drizzle that started to fall in the early morning stopped. Everything seems to have been regenerated from the dead wood, and it looks new.

"sunrise..."

The man in white was standing on a soil slope with the boy in his arms, the sky was surrounded by golden rays of light, and the setting sun was burning like a flame among the thick clouds.

The boy looked at the side face of Bai Yilang with some confusion, why he said it was sunrise when it was sunset.

The setting sun cast a layer of warm radiance on the face of the man in white, so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off him. When he noticed the boy's eyes, he just smiled and didn't explain.

The man in white carried the boy down the mountain and walked to a small town. This town was located at the foot of the mountain and looked very remote. There were no gorgeous pavilions and pavilions beside the street. Looking at the old wooden building, although the terrain is remote, there are many people on the street. The narrow street looks a bit crowded, and the simple faces of the people are filled with joy and happiness. The lights were on, and there were bursts of laughter in the room.

"This is Binh Duong City"

Bai Yilang's soft and gentle voice came to his ears, and the young man looked at the surrounding scenery seriously, and lit the lights, which reflected in his eyes, as if something had been lit.

Walking down the street with him in their arms, those people seemed to be very familiar with the man in white, and they all greeted him enthusiastically, and the man in white smiled and nodded.

"Master Huai, who is this child on your shoulder?" A woman shopping for vegetables next to her asked curiously.

Bai Yilang smiled slightly, with kindness in his eyes, "My student"

"Ah, where did you come from, student? Why are you so dirty!" The woman asked in a muffled voice, covering her nose when she smelled a pungent smell.

The man in white smiled slightly, as if he didn't smell the boy's scent, and said with a smile, "It took a lot of hardships to find it."

When the woman heard this, her expression changed, thinking that he had gone to pick up the stray child again, covered her nose, and said in a mysterious voice: "Master Huai, you can't pick up this student casually, how do you know it's a child?" It’s not just wolves, tigers and leopards, it’s bad if wolves are lured into the house.”

The young man on his shoulders didn't seem to have heard their conversation, he lay obediently on his shoulders, and his eyes began to stare blankly at the passers-by again.

After hearing the woman's words, the man in white smiled even more in his eyes, and said gently: "I am the best at raising such little wolf cubs."

"What's more, it doesn't have to be a wolf cub, maybe it's a docile lamb."

The woman waved her hand and said slowly: "Hey, Mrs. Huai, if you don't listen, I can't help it. I'm in a hurry to cook for my bastard, so I'm leaving first."

After the hurried back of the woman disappeared, the man in white smiled indifferently, and led the boy to the depths of the street.

The further you go, the quieter the surrounding area becomes. At the end of the walk, you will see an elegant small courtyard with the four characters of Yuyin Academy written on the plaque, and two red lanterns are hung beside the gate. With a faint light.

The man in white knocked on the door, and after a while, there was a rush of footsteps inside the door, and then, the courtyard door made a dull sound, and slowly opened from the inside.

A girl with two ox horn buns was standing inside the door. When she saw the man in white, she jumped over happily, rubbed against him, and said coquettishly, "Master, you are finally back, as if you haven't seen me yet. It's like three autumns!"

This girl was born to be lovable, with big and round almond eyes, and a soft voice, which made her heart feel soft. The man in white touched the top of her head to express his comfort, and said with a smile: "It's not easy to meet two people." Words, not in the right place."

The girl raised her head and said softly, "Second Master taught me."

Bai Yilang sighed and said, "Stop fooling around with him."

The girl immediately stood up straight and replied solemnly: "Okay, Master."

Bai Yilang was amused by her pretentiousness, shook his head and did not say any more accusations.

The girl found the boy in the arms of the man in white, and stared at him curiously. As soon as she got closer, she smelled a foul smell and hurried away.

"Master, who is this person?!" the girl pinched her nose and said coquettishly. "He stinks!"

"My student," Bai Yilang repeated.

"Master, why did you pick someone up again?" A girl with the same bun in the same bun came over slowly not far away. , but has a ladylike charm.

Bai Yilang smiled without answering, and asked, "Where are the others?"

"The second master was sent to bed by me, and he was peeking at medical books again. Uncle Xiaoqiu is too bad. Today, I squatted for half an afternoon, and my feet are sore! His clothes were stolen, and now I’m afraid he’s looking for them everywhere!”

"It's skinny again, go and return the clothes to your Uncle Xiaoqiu, or you will feel better when he gets angry later."

Bai Yilang smiled, his eyes seemed to be brewed with fine wine, and even the mole of tears looked a little more charming.

The girl's eyes were a little obsessed for a moment, and she said blankly: "Master, you look so good-looking!"

The man in white smiled, stretched out his index finger, and bent it over her forehead, the girl hugged her head and screamed loudly.

The boy lying on the shoulder of the white-clothed man quietly turned his head to look at the girl who was holding her head, struggling and screaming and jumping.

丑

There was only one big word in the boy's heart, as if his eyes would be dirty just by looking at it again, he rolled his eyes and leaned back to the white clothed man's neck again, carefully sniffing the refreshing fragrance on his body.

"It's not good to memorize your homework again. After talking nonsense, your husband's family will not like you."

Bai Yilang smiled at the smiling girl over there, "You think so, Hua Chen."