Looking for plums under the moon

The candle was weak and gradually extinguished, and the room suddenly became dark.

Ling Guyue picked up Shen Luo and stepped out of the secret room.

When I came out of the study, I realized that the sky was bright outside, and it turned out that it was not long after noon.

Ling Guyue hadn't seen the sun for several days, he squinted his eyes, looked at the endless bamboo forest in front of him, and the turbid breath in his chest seemed to be completely gone.

Holding Shen Luo and walking towards his bedroom, he ran into Qingzhu by chance on the way.

From a distance, Qingzhu saw Ling Guyue hugging Shen Luo, silently said "Do not look at evil", and hurriedly lowered her head and bowed to salute, "Master Uncle." He raised his eyes quietly, but saw Ling Guyue's pale face pile of snow.

Qingzhu was full of doubts, in the past when the uncle met them, although he was not enthusiastic, he still greeted them with a smile, why is he so indifferent today?He thought for a while, and thought to himself, could it be the head of the sect who made the uncle angry?

Ling Guyue passed by him, and said calmly: "Let Mr. come and heal the head."

Qing Zhu looked at his back, his red clothes were burning brightly, his figure was aloof...

It took a long time to recall, what?Looking for Mr. to heal the head?Qing Zhu looked at the ground inadvertently, and was shocked, the road was full of blood.

Three days later, Shen Luo woke up from a coma, but there was no one beside the bed.

His heart was in a panic, and countless possibilities flashed through: Senior brother and Xiao Qiu left?Still unwilling to face himself and return to Shen Dongxie?He coughed a few times, and tentatively called, "Brother?"

Ling Guyue walked over with a bowl of medicine in her hands, and said calmly, "Are you awake? Let's drink the medicine."

Shen Luo breathed a sigh of relief, but found something wrong with him, "Brother...are you still angry with me?"

Ling Guyue smiled at him, stirred the medicinal soup with a spoon, "Don't dare."

Shen Luo suddenly grasped his hand, "Brother..."

Ling Guyue frowned, "Let go, the medicine has been spilled." Seeing that he was still grabbing her relentlessly, she said helplessly, "Drink the medicine first."

Shen Luo was supported by him to sit up, and saw that his chest was wrapped with a snow-white bandage. "Brother bandaged me?"

"Yes, sir."

Shen Luo let out an "oh", looking a little disappointed.

"Open your mouth." Ling Guyue scooped up a spoonful of thick black concoction and handed it to his mouth.

Shen Luo drank the medicine obediently, and after drinking the whole bowl, he grabbed Ling Guyue's wrist to prevent him from leaving.

"Brother, it's so hard..."

Ling Guyue glanced at him, "Just now I saw you didn't even blink your eyes, do you still feel bitter?"

Shen Luo seemed weak and said: "Just now I just looked at the senior brother and didn't feel too much pain. Now that the senior brother is leaving, I feel that my tongue is numb."

Unexpectedly, Ling Guyue's face turned cold, she pushed him away and said, "I'll go to see you, sir."

Supporting his body with one hand, Shen Luo shouted behind him: "Senior brother!" accidentally pulled the wound on his chest, and gasped in pain.

Ling Guyue hesitated for a moment, but stopped in her tracks.

Shen Luo endured the pain and said, "Brother, did I do something wrong?"

Ling Guyue turned her face slightly, and said expressionlessly: "How can you do anything wrong? Have you ever made a mistake in these years?"

"Senior brother..." Shen Luo looked at him, eyes full of astonishment.

"You plan to deal with Master alone, get rid of Bai Jing Jitong, and drive a wedge between Lin Jue and me...Shen Luo, your plan is really good..."

Ling Guyue finally turned around, let go and knocked the medicine bowl in her hand to the ground, breaking it into countless pieces at her feet.

He stepped on the tiles and walked slowly to Shen Luo, pinched his chin and looked directly at him, "You expected that I would not kill you, did you?"

Shen Luo remained motionless, a thin and angry face was reflected in the black pupils, he whispered: "No, but even if senior brother kills me, I don't have the slightest complaint, I can die in..."

"Well..." The second half of the sentence was blocked in the throat by the cool and moist lips.

Shen Luo's eyes widened, allowing Ling Guyue to bite on his mouth indiscriminately.

Ling Guyue couldn't control her strength, she didn't stop until she tasted the smell of blood.Panting for breath, he pressed his forehead against Shen Luo's, "You...don't you always want me to kiss you?"

Shen Luo's eyes were astonishingly bright, and he reached out to hook his neck to continue, but Ling Guyue slapped his hand away.

"You said... what else do you want? Do you want me to undress for you... Or do you want me to dance the sword for you under the plum shadow moon?"

Shen Luo was stunned for a moment, and asked with his expression unchanged: "Senior Brother, have you read my diary?"

"The ones you wrote dare to be called diaries?"

Shen Luo smiled, "Isn't the diary just to record some thoughts in life? I usually think about seniors, so naturally what I record is about seniors..."

"Who told you to memorize those things!"

Ling Guyue was so angry that she closed her eyes, thinking that she went to the secret room to search for the forbidden art of the ten directions, only to find that the whole room was filled with things she had used.

Fishing rods that disappeared for no reason, clothes that could not be worn in the old year, bracelets given to children, and graffiti in leisure time...all were placed in the cabinet.

On a book table, there is also a blue book, which has no title or signature.At that time, he thought it was the ten-direction forbidden technique he was looking for, but when he opened it, it was written in Shen Luo's handwriting.

"On the second day of March, senior brother took a nap in his room. He was afraid of disturbing his good dreams, so he sat for a long time and resigned."

"On April 21st, the light rain was in the air, and I was too lazy to practice. I looked for my brother and saw him bathing in Luoyingtan. I was restless, hidden behind a tree, and my mind went away."

"On the first day of June, I dreamed that my senior brother was lying naked on the bed, and he was smiling. He rubbed his ears and temples together, lingering all night, and only when he woke up did he know it was a dream."

"It snows in the beginning of December. I think of the old days under the plum shadow and the moon. My senior brother danced his sword and floated like a fairy. I looked for my senior brother and saw that he had a happy conversation with Ji Tong. I didn't realize that I was standing in the snow. The typhoid fever will only heal after a few days."

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After flipping through it roughly, there is actually a plum blossom inside, the color is yellowish, and the petals have become thin and brittle. I don't know when it was put in.

Shen Luo lowered his eyes, "If senior brother doesn't like it...I'll burn it later, senior brother, don't be angry..."

Ling Guyue sneered and said, "Is this all right?"

"What else do you want, brother?"

Ling Guyue glanced at him, "Keep a distance from me in the future."

Shen Luo's eyes darkened, "How far did the senior brother say to keep?"

Ling Guyue thought for a while, "At least don't kiss and hug at the same time."

Shen Luo said solemnly: "Dear ones, parents, and those who love the most, senior brother is my closest person, why can't I kiss? Besides, hugging, you and I grew up together since we were young, and we love brothers and sisters. Whose siblings does senior brother see?" Can't hug?"

Ling Guyue choked on him and glared at him.

Shen Luo relied on his injury, but smiled and said nothing.

Ling Guyue snorted softly, "Why do you keep my things in the secret room?"

Shen Luo knowingly asked: "What?"

Ling Guyue sat up straight, coughed and said: "My fishing rod... If you like to ask me for it, why bother to steal it."

Shen Luo raised his head and said, "Will Senior Brother give it to me?"

"nature."

"Then what do I want Senior Brother?" Shen Luo looked at him quietly, seeing a hint of embarrassment on his face, and said again: "Senior Brother, I collected those things with great difficulty."

Ling Guyue pushed him flat on the bed, "boring."

Shen Luo wanted to get up to be with him, but Ling Guyue held him down with one hand, "You still have injuries, don't move around."

Shen Luo said: "I'm fine now, don't you believe that senior brother can touch it?" As he spoke, he picked up Ling Guyue's hand and touched it to his chest.

Ling Guyue raised her eyebrows and pressed lightly on Shen Luo's wound, seeing his face turn pale as expected, but still forced a smile: "Senior brother...it doesn't hurt at all..."

Ling Guyue glanced at him coldly, then lifted his sleeves, "What about here? Doesn't it hurt?"

On Shen Luo's arm, scars of different lengths stretched across his honey-colored skin like cracks, making it hard to tell how many there were.

"I just remember it was very painful at the time, but now..." Shen Luo raised the corners of her lips, "I don't feel any pain now."

Ling Guyue frowned and said, "Why didn't you tell me at first..."

Shen Luo shook his head, "I don't want to make senior brother feel more trouble, isn't that very good, master has gone to Yunyou, and you and I are in Pingchuan to accompany each other..."

"What about the Ten Directions Forbidden Technique?"

Shen Luo was silent for a while, "I will suppress it."

"But if you don't drink blood, you will be forbidden to eat back and die."

"If senior brother doesn't want me to die, I'm naturally not willing to die." Shen Luo's smile deepened.

Ling Guyue let go of his hand, "Do you also want to become old man Jingshan and Master? Neither human nor ghost, full of black blood?"

"As long as senior brother is fine, what does the life and death of other people have to do with me?" Shen Luo's smile faded, "If this is the only way left, it's all right."

Ling Guyue said in her heart: The good junior was ruined by the master... Sighing, "Fortunately, there is still a way out now..."

"Oh?" Shen Luo looked at him, "I only know that Master used blood to suppress it, what else can I do?"

Ling Guyue said: "The Nuanyan jade in Lin Jue's hands, together with our Tianshu grass in Pingchuan, can dissolve the prohibition of the ten-direction forbidden technique."

Shen Luo said, "The Tianshu grass is gone."

"What?" Ling Guyue looked at him in surprise, "Could it be that you really exchanged it with Lin Jue?"

Shen Luo said: "It's not, it's just because the master was in urgent need of the special grass when he was injured, I was afraid that he would find it, so I destroyed it...

Ling Guyue bit her lips and pondered: "It seems that we not only want to get Nuanyanyu from Lin Jue, but also go to Jiaochen Pavilion."

Shen Luo was about to ask a question, when suddenly he heard a knock on the door, and the disciple at the door said, "Mr. is here."

Ling Guyue got up and opened the door, there was an old man with white hair standing outside the door, and greeted him: "The head is awake, sir, come in and have a look."

The gentleman glanced inside, saluted Ling Guyue and said, "Please wait outside for a while, and I will take a closer look on behalf of the head."

Ling Guyue nodded, turned around and saw Shen Luo lying flat on the bed smiling at him, then walked out the door.

After about an hour, the gentleman came out of the room.

The disciples guarding the door asked one after another: "Sir, how is the head?"

Ling Guyue also got up from the gazebo in the courtyard, looked at the people at the door from a distance, and heard everything clearly.

The master said: "After taking the medicine for the past few days, the master has recovered very well, and his body is fine. He can get out of bed in a day or two."

"That's great!" All the disciples beamed with joy.

Ling Guyue also breathed a sigh of relief, and walked towards Mr.

The gentleman saw Ling Guyue, gave him a wink, and then walked out of the yard.

Ling Guyue understood, and followed him to a secluded corner, seeing no one around, Ling Guyue asked: "Sir, what's wrong with him?"

Mr. stroked his beard and said in a low voice: "Just now I was calling for the master's pulse, and found that his internal energy is empty, it seems that he has lost all his martial arts..."

Ling Guyue's eyes changed, "Is this true?"

The gentleman nodded solemnly, "Indeed."

"Then he...does he know?"

"The head of the sect already knows about it...but he told me not to tell others about it."

"Okay..." Ling Guyue cupped her hands in thanks, "Mr. Lao Lao."

The gentleman returned a salute and left quickly.

Ling Guyue pushed open the door, only to see Shen Luo looking at the ceiling absently.

Seeing him coming, Shen Luo tilted his head to look at him, and forced a smile, "Senior Brother, do you know?"

When Ling Guyue came to him, held his hand, and pinched his veins, it really showed that his internal energy was exhausted.

Shen Luo sighed, "Brother, I'm afraid I'm not as good as ordinary people now..."

Ling Guyue said lightly: "Nothing, I will get Nuanyanyu and Red Medicine King for you."

Shen Luohui held his hand, "I'm not worried about this, I'm just afraid that if Senior Brother leaves me again, what method should I use to keep you..."

Ling Guyue looked at him, "I will not abandon you until the restriction of the ten-direction forbidden technique is removed."

Shen Luo got up and hugged Ling Guyue, leaned on his shoulder and whispered: "Brother, do you think I'm useless?"

Ling Guyue patted him on the back, "What are you talking about? I am your senior brother, so I will protect you naturally, why would I despise you?"

Shen Luo gave a deep "um", and in a place where Ling Guyue couldn't see, he showed a meaningful smile.