Looking for plums under the moon

The next day, on the sandy road outside Pingnan City, two carriages were parked side by side, and everyone stood under the carriages to say goodbye.

Ling Guyue looked at Fan Shiyao and Lin Jue, cupped her hands and said, "After this matter is over, I'll go find you two for tea."

"It's a deal," Fan Shiyao said with a charming face, "Our Jiaochen Pavilion not only has good tea, but also a kind of fine wine called Hongchenzui. When the time comes, I must invite brother A Ling to taste it."

"Forget about the wine." Ling Guyue gave Lin Jue a half-smile, "I've suffered a lot from wine...but I've been thinking about Jinling's plum blossom cake for a long time. When will Brother Lin treat me to it? .”

Lin Jue was wrapped in thick fox fur, half of her face was buried in the soft fur, only a pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes were exposed, and said: "If you want to eat, just ask your disciples in Pingchuan to buy it. It only takes a day or two to perform lightness kung fu, how can it be difficult for you?"

Ling Guyue smiled and said: "Boss Lin is so mean, he doesn't even want to say polite words."

Lin Jue pursed her lips and smiled, "You even said I was stingy, that's good, when you come to Jinling, I'll take over the entire bakery shop at Qiaotou, and you can choose what you want, how about that?"

"Very good." Ling Guyue's smile grew longer.

A gust of wind whizzed past, rolled up the dead leaves and floated to the feet, and the cold chill almost pierced into the bones.

"Take care." Ling Guyue took a deep look at them.

"Take care of yourself……"

Fan Shiyao helped Lin Jue into the carriage, and Ling Guyue also got into the other carriage.

The long whips fell with the sound of the wind, the horseshoes sounded, and the dust was flying. One car was heading south and the other was going north.

There was no delay on the way, but within five or six days, Ling Guyue and the others returned to Pingchuan.

Although the snow in Pingnan is heavy, the sun is shining brightly here.Seeing the familiar wild trails in bamboo forests and smokey paths in clear streams, all the people in the group were like tired birds returning to their nests, swimming fish into the sea, and suddenly felt much more at ease.

Handing Xiao Qiu to Qingzhu, Ling Guyue and Shen Luo walked slowly towards Shen Dongxie.

Shen Luo asked as he walked: "By the way, brother, you said in the car that Master later accepted Xiao Qiu as a disciple, so why didn't he live with us?"

Ling Guyue paused, "If you want Xiao Qiu to come, it's not impossible."

"No, no!" Shen Luo shook his head again and again, frowning, "Shen Dongxie can't live with so many people..."

"It's just one more, left and right are nothing."

"But..." Shen Luo lowered his head anxiously, hating himself for talking too much just now, and finally took his hand and begged in a low voice, "Senior Brother, can you not let Xiao Qiu come..."

"Okay, it's all according to the younger brother." Seeing him quietly relieved, Ling Guyue sighed softly, and said in her heart: I finally covered up the matter of Xiaoqiu...

When they were about to arrive, the two faintly smelled an elegant and dark fragrance. Ling Guyue knew what it was, but as soon as he stepped into the valley, he was still stunned.

There are burning red plums all over the mountains and plains, blooming coldly and brilliantly. A clear spring with nine twists and turns lingers through the plum forest and flows into the Luoying Lake in the distance. The surface of the pool has fallen flowers at a few points, and there is a layer of faint smoke.

In the bamboo house by the stream, there is a cool breeze, and a boy in yellow is leaning against the door and taking a nap.As if it was just an ordinary afternoon, he was watching the people in the house sleeping.

The plum blossoms were naturally planted by Shen Luo, Ling Guyue turned to look at him, but saw that he didn't notice anything.

That's right, he can't even remember the fire ten years ago, the old man Jingshan, the cave in the back mountain, and the master, the ten-direction forbidden technique... For him, this may be a good thing.

The two walked all the way to the bamboo eaves, and they didn't realize that their bodies were already stained with plum fragrance.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the little boy suddenly woke up from his dream, opened his eyes and shouted, "Who!"

Seeing that it was Ling Guyue and Shen Luo who came, they jumped up and shouted happily: "Master, head! You are finally back!"

Ling Guyue nodded and asked, "What happened to Pingchuan recently?"

The little boy scratched his chin, and said with a sad face: "A while ago, the First Elder came back, but he brought back the bodies of the Second Elder and the Third Elder, saying that they died outside due to illness, and then buried the bodies of the two Elders in Tianxuan At the foot of the cliff, I stayed behind closed doors, and since then no one has seen him again..."

"Are the other disciples okay?"

"It's all good, everyone misses master...and the master!" Xiaotong looked at the two and asked curiously: "Master, why have you been here for so long? Is the martial arts conference fun?"

Ling Guyue smiled, took out a bunch of sandalwood bracelets and handed them to him, "It's very lively, this is a gift from the Buddha Heart Gate, everyone from the 36 sects who went to participate, this is for me, you take it go."

The little boy took a peek at Shen Luo, seeing that he didn't intend to stop him, he was overjoyed, and Dang even took the bracelet and put it on his hand to play with.

"By the way, are the bedding in the house ready?"

The little boy nodded, "I've been looking forward to the master's return, and I clean the room every day! The quilt was just laid yesterday, and the day before, I carried it under the sun for a whole day to ensure it's warm!"

"Okay," Ling Guyue looked at the two little dolls shaking above his head, couldn't help touching them, and said, "Go get another quilt, the younger brother will live here during this time."

"The master isn't going back to Pingyi Peak?" The little boy looked at Shen Luo suspiciously.

"Why should I go to Pingyi Peak?" Shen Luo also looked at him in bewilderment, and the two stared at him.

"But……"

What else did the boy want to say, Ling Guyue interrupted him: "Don't ask any more questions, just get ready."

"Yes!" The little boy hopped into the room, swinging the bracelet.

Shen Luo vaguely understood something in his heart, and said sullenly: "Brother, haven't we been together all the time?"

Ling Guyue avoided his eyes and walked towards the Merlin, "Of course not..."

"Why?" Shen Luo looked at his back, followed him, and guessed, "I made senior brother angry?"

"No."

"That's senior brother... bored of me?" Shen Luo's tone became a little flustered.

"No..." Ling Guyue picked up a plum blossom, put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed it, then turned her head and said, "You are the head of the sect now, have you forgotten? All the heads of Pingchuan have lived in Pingyi Peak."

"But I..." There was a fog in Shen Luo's mind, who was their master, how did he become the master, and who hurt him?He wanted to ask, but along the way Ling Guyue only told him the names and identities of some people around him, and almost didn't mention anything about the past.

Finally, he quietly asked: "Brother, what kind of person was I before?"

What kind of person is Shen Luo?

If you ask Pingchuan's disciples to answer, some people will think that he is cold and serious, while some people will say that he is gloomy and terrifying, but for Ling Guyue...

"You are just a jealous jar."

"What, what?" Shen Luo didn't expect him to answer like this, and his eyes were blank.

Ling Guyue walked up to him and said firmly: "You don't like me talking to others, you don't want me to laugh at others, and you even want to lock me up, isn't this jealous?"

"I..." Shen Luo stood there helplessly, half angry with himself, half annoyed, he clenched his hands, "Senior brother, I'm sorry..."

"It's nothing, it's all over." Ling Guyue smiled slightly, and approached Luohua who brushed off his shoulders for him, her gaze was indescribably gentle.

Shen Luo couldn't help being stunned, for the past few days he had always suspected that Ling Guyue knew his hidden thoughts, from the kiss in the Pingnan Inn last time, because he neither refused nor reprimanded, but seemed to be still Respond slightly to yourself.

So...maybe the senior brother also likes me?

Thinking of this, his heart jumped again, he stared into Ling Guyue's eyes, and said seriously: "Brother, I want to tell you something."

"What's the matter?" Ling Guyue asked with a smile.

"I don't just have fellowship and brotherhood towards senior brother, I actually...I like senior brother!"

In those obsidian-like pupils, there is a strong, undisguised longing and love at this moment.

Ling Guyue was in a daze for a moment, he imagined, if Shen Luo had said this sentence to himself a long time ago, would it be possible for them?

However, if there is no if, the stars will change, the sea will change, many people and things will go away like the river in September, and they will never return. The world is also full of many possibilities.But no matter what the situation is, if he is asked to choose someone to spend this life with, that person will only sink.

So in the depths of Merlin, he slowly approached Shen Luo's ear, and said softly: "I like you too, not the kind of love between the same family and siblings."

Lin Jue said that he would send someone to send the King of Red Medicine to Pingchuan, but Ling Guyue didn't expect that person would come so fast, and there was another person with him - Fang Yuchou.

The man looked to be in his 30s, dressed in a blue long gown, looked gentle and handsome, stood in the hall with a smile and said: "Your Excellency must be Ling Guyue Ling Shaoxia?"

"You are Senior Fang?" Ling Guyue looked at him suspiciously for a while, except for the faint scent of medicine on his body, no matter in terms of age or attire, he didn't look like the legendary doctor who claimed to be able to cure everything in the rumors.

"That's right," Fang Yuchou seemed to see the suspicion in his eyes, and explained, "Lin Qingfeng was kind to me 20 years ago, and he asked me to take care of his only young son, so I will do my best for what Xiaoyu asks. .”

"20 years ago? Senior was only a teenager then..."

Fang Yuchou laughed twice, "It's all due to the maintenance of medical skills. If you don't think about worrying things on weekdays, you will naturally age slowly. In fact, I am already fifty-three. It is reasonable for you to call me senior."

Ling Guyue was surprised, seeing that he had an old-fashioned demeanor, she clasped her fists and said, "I've seen Senior Fang, it's just that I've been neglected by this junior."

"You're welcome," Fang Yuchou lifted him up, "Xiaoyu asked me to come here for one reason..." He glanced at the other people in the hall.

Ling Guyue comprehended, she moved away from the left and right, and for a moment only he and Fang Yuchou were left in the hall.

"I heard from Xiaoyu that the head of your faction suffers from amnesia. I don't know why?"

Ling Guyue said in a deep voice: "Someone lied to him that I was dead, he couldn't accept it for a while, so..."

"Specific symptoms?"

"He forgot everyone except me, and even his memory stayed ten years ago."

Fang Yuchou nodded, "Has he done anything radical?"

Ling Guyue thought for a while, then shook her head and said, "Not really."

Fang Yuchou said: "From this point of view, the problem shouldn't be too big, but I need to see Shen Shaoxia before I can make a conclusion."

Ling Guyue led him to Shen Dongxie.

Under the plum blossom tree, Shen Luo was dressed in black, holding a cold light sword, every move was flawless, but for some reason he couldn't use his strength, so the sword looked very weak.

"Senior brother!" Seeing Ling Guyue came back, a smile appeared on Shen Luo's face, he drew his sword and went up to meet him, "Where did senior brother go?"

Ling Guyue turned sideways slightly, revealing Fang Yuchou behind him, and introduced: "Brother Lin specially invited Senior Fang for you, and now let Senior diagnose your pulse."

Shen Luo glanced at Fang Yuchou vigilantly, and unknowingly took a step back, his eyes were icy cold.

"Don't worry," Ling Guyue took his hand, "Senior Fang is a well-known genius doctor in the world, he will definitely cure you."

Shen Luo relaxed a little, Ren Ling Guyue led him to the stone table under the tree and sat down.

"Shen Shaoxia, please stretch out your left arm." Fang Yuchou said slowly.

Shen Luo took his arm up from under the table, opened a part of his sleeve, and exposed his wrist.

Fang Yuchou tapped on his veins, and suddenly withdrew his hand with a hiss, and looked at Ling Guyue, "Shen Shaoxia's martial arts..."

Ling Guyue nodded, "It wasn't there then either."

Fang Yuchou put his finger on it again with a solemn expression, this time, he took a long time before retracting his hand.

"Senior Fang, how are you doing?"

Fang Yuchou said, "Strange, really strange..."

Ling Guyue's heart tightened, she looked at Shen Luo and said, "Junior Brother, how about you pour a cup of tea for Senior Fang?"

Shen Luo shook his head, "Brother, you want to push me away? Don't worry, I can bear it."

Ling Guyue had no choice but to let him stay.

Only Fang Yuchou said: "Shen Shaoxia's pulse condition is slightly messy and erratic. In my opinion, it doesn't look like a simple amnesia, but rather a loss of insanity..."

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