【Ice Nine】Reborn as slag

In late autumn, the chrysanthemums beside the Lingshui Xiaoxie are blooming beautifully, and clusters of various colors compete for splendor. Except for the cold weather, the bamboo has faded in color, but burning a pot of Lingnan mist water Dianhong, the fragrance of tea is accompanied by the fragrance of flowers. Smelling rhinoceros incense, and displaying Qingyun Guqin, Shen Qingqiu admired the autumn scenery, sipped the fragrant tea, and fiddled with the strings in his free time, it was quite leisurely.

Looking at the cup of black tea that was still full of cold tea on the opposite side, Shen Qingqiu clicked his tongue, but it was a pity that Liu Qingge really didn't know style and had no good taste.

The tea leaves came from Luo Binghe, that little bastard who went to northern Xinjiang in the name of going out of the sky to expand the territory of the Magic Palace to rob. It is said that the tea leaves come from the place where the demon world meets. Picking, kneading on the thigh several times before fermenting, when the beast said this, his eyes wandered around his thigh: "It's a pity that Master didn't see that scene. You must have a good time when you go."

At that time, Peak Lord Shen rolled his eyes, heh, who's a good time?It is not certain whether the scene he saw was the same as the scene in his mind.

"You'd better take it easy. Don't forget the three chapters of the agreement between us. The power of Huanhua Palace has risen abnormally. If you keep the two places, you really think that our sky is dead. Are you so keen on merging the two worlds?"

Luo Binghe handed him the tea he had brewed, and held Shen Qingqiu's hand ready to receive the tea.

"I'll talk about whether to merge or not. What I'm thinking is that when the strength of Huanhua Palace is equal to that of the sky, I will have the capital to marry you with great fanfare and drums, and let the world know that you, Shen Qingqiu, belong to me, Luo Binghe! "

"How dare you!!!" Shen Qingqiu was about to make a fuss when he gave him a sip of tea mouth to mouth to silence him.

"Master, it's not that you don't know me, why would I, Luo Binghe, dare not?"

What I said just now is his usual style. If it weren't for the fear that Shen Qingqiu would look for him again, God knows how much he would want to do a scene in front of Yue Qingyuan, Liu Qingge, and everyone in the sky, and pack them up and carry them back to the Demon Palace.

Luo Binghe moved his lips and tongue around his mouth, then pinched his chin, looked into his eyes and said firmly.

"In order to prevent the master from caring about the sky and the so-called face, always pushing and hiding, and the disciples come to Qingjing Peak to do things secretly, you don't even dare to scream twice."

"Do your sister's business!" Shen Qingqiu really wanted to cut his head off to see how much obscenity [] was inside!

……

The tea tastes good, taking away the chill of autumn a little.Shen Qingqiu hooked the red string wrapped around his fingertips, and raised it with a frown. The red string was hanging a piece of Xibei, which still felt a bit out of class. He had thrown it away a few times before, but someone dug it out the next day. , every time he strangled the red rope and locked him close, stuck his throat and gave harsh and harsh warnings. Seeing that he was indifferent in the end, Luo Binghe had no choice but to hold back his hostility, sighed helplessly and tied the pendant again, going back and forth several times, Shen Qingqiu couldn't resist the other party's persistence, and he might also be used to the warm coldness near his heart... But this time, he could consider throwing it far away... As expected, he was despised by Liu Qingge, and he really fell too far from Qingjing Peak.

"Back then, nothing happened between you and your apprentice, right?" Just now Liu Qingge looked at the thing in his hand with a stiff face, and finally expressed the guess that was in his heart.

Shen Qingqiu picked up the pendant and shook it in front of his eyes, tilted his head, disgusted and disgusted, and smiled: "Your Excellency, what do you think?"

"Do it for yourself, so you can do it for yourself!"

This is the reason why Liu Dada, who didn't spend half a cup of tea, left without a smile.

Shen Qingqiu re-warmed the tea, looked at the white mist, and felt that today's tea should be replaced with wine, with chrysanthemums, it might be more suitable for the occasion.

Qingshui Town's Kaifeng festival new wine tastes pretty good. If it wasn't the embarrassing situation of three people and one night, it should be worth aftertaste.

Awakened Luo Binghe, pretending to be dead... Liu Qingge who didn't know the truth.

Shen Qingqiu looked at the entangled red rope, and recalled those few days in Qingshui Town, it was obviously not a good thing, but he couldn't help laughing.

That night, there was only one room, and two bedrooms were separated by a six-panel screen. If Luo Binghe hadn't made a sudden visit, Shen Qingqiu and Liu Qingge would have looked at each other with disgust and cared about each other for a night of peace and quiet.

Just, three people, two beds.

Liu Qingge, who originally planned to go out for a briefing to confirm whether the Meizu had left, was left behind by the cowardly Shen Qingqiu with inexplicable reasons. Therefore, Luo Binghe, who was carrying the chicken soup stewed by himself, had no choice but to squeeze back into the room cheekily. The three of them, They were all in Shen Qingqiu's room, staring wide-eyed.

Shen Qingqiu on the bed was sweating coldly behind their backs, Liu Qingge by the bedside helped him run his meridians and closed his eyes to take a nap, and Luo Binghe standing by the table filled a portion of chicken soup and warmed it over a low fire, with a submissive face and calculations in his heart.

One is lying down, one is sitting, and one is standing.

Not saying a word, not moving at all—in short, the atmosphere is a bit awkward...

Boom!Boom! !

The watchman passed by downstairs and told the night people that it was midnight.

"Uncle Shi, why don't you go and rest first, Master, I'll take care of you." Luo Binghe, who had a plan in mind, respectfully suggested to Liu Qingge, while secretly manipulating the Heavenly Demon Blood to silence Shen Qingqiu's voice.

"..."

Shen Qingqiu, who pretended to be dead on the bed and didn't sleep at all, moved, and was about to help Liu Qingge say no, when he found himself speechless!

The little bastard who killed a thousand knives! ! !

"Master, are you awake? I haven't eaten much today, but I'm hungry." Luo Binghe's acting skills are very good, and he hurriedly stepped forward to help Shen Qingqiu, who finally couldn't hold back his movements. He seemed to care about his master. Anwei's good disciple, helped him to put a pillow on his back to make him sit more comfortably, but secretly pressed his pulse door, calmly said, "I made some soup for Master, do you want some?"

"You are a well-behaved apprentice." Liu Qingge, who didn't know the truth, saw that Shen Qingqiu looked at him eagerly, and seemed to say something but didn't say anything. He didn't know why, thinking that he was pretending to be hypocritical and didn't want others to see the intimacy between master and student. , I'm going to drive people away again.

"If you're okay, I'll go first." Looking at the two masters and apprentices, Liu Qingge's heart trembled. He didn't have a bite of the soup, and felt that it would be better for him, an outsider, not to be treated.

"Uncle Liu, when I went to get the soup, the waiter in the shop said a strange thing. He said that there were a few naked women on the West Street in the town who were sucking the energy of men. I was afraid it might be some kind of monster. He ran out." Even if what Luo Binghe said was not true, the peak master of Baizhan Peak had to go and have a look first, and just inform the Dream Demon to ask the waiter for a confession.

"I'll go and have a look and take good care of him." Liu Qingge, who was in the civil safety and exorcising demon protection profession, dropped a few words when he left.

Shen Qingqiu couldn't pull his hand out, couldn't speak, Liu Qingge couldn't see his cry for help when he got up, and looked at the little beast beside him fiercely, wishing he could bite him to death!

"Why, do you think he can save you?" Luo Binghe brought the warm stew pot, stroked the spoon, and pretended to serve him. He took a spoonful, blew on it, and handed it to Shen who wanted to continue pretending to be dead. Qingqiu said: "Come on, try."

Shen Qingqiu violently opened the soup bowl, the soup splashed onto his hand, it was hot red, at most he frowned, pretending it didn't matter.

It's better than this guy acting hypocritically and disgusting him just now.

Knowing that this would be the case, Luo Binghe still looked forward to it, looking at the smashed stew pot on the ground and the soup spilled all over the floor, he pursed his lips tightly.

In the last life, other people flocked to the delicacies he made with his own hands, but now the day's effort is in vain, and anyone who knows it will say it was a waste of money. What's more, compared to this, worse memories flooded up again.

"On the day I apprenticed as a teacher, you also threw away the teacup I handed over." Luo Binghe forcefully grabbed Shen Qingqiu's scalded hand, and rubbed it heavily, deepening the color, almost scratching his skin.He said the starting point of the entanglement between the two in his heart: "I always give you a heart, but you always want to break it, do you hate me that much?"

"..." Shen Qingqiu felt that his throat could finally make a sound, and sneered: "Little bastard, do you have a heart?" He smashed the jar, and regardless of the palm that was being abused, he put it close to his ear, cursing in a low hoarse voice : "Even if you have, do you think I will care about the heart of a beast? What are you expecting? How can I stand side by side with you? We won't have a future except life and death."

"You heard..." Luo Binghe's eyes darkened, he paused, and then laughed loudly: "Okay, okay, since there is no future, let's have fun now, since the master has the strength to throw bowls and curse at others , then I should be able to get up, since you don't care about me, I don't have to feel sorry for you."

Shen Qingqiu didn't know what he wanted to do again, before he had time to react, he was carried out of the bed by him.

Luo Binghe hugged Shen Qingqiu, jumped up from the window, stepped on the eaves, and came to the square of Qingshui Town under the moonlight.

The child time has passed, today is the custom festival here, the Sake Festival.

The square was quiet and there was no one there, but the new wine provided by major wine merchants was placed in advance on the table built for the festival, waiting for the sunrise to be unsealed and tasted in front of everyone.

In the middle is a large wine jar that can only be hugged by four people.

"What are you going to do, little bastard!"

Shen Qingqiu, who was restrained in the air and couldn't break free, didn't know what tricks he was going to play again.

"Since you don't want to eat the toast, then I will invite Master to eat the fine wine. I want to invite Master to have a drink together. I don't know whether to reward face or not."

Luo Binghe snapped his fingers at the largest wine jar under the stage, and the lid was bounced off by invisible spiritual force, and the aroma of the wine immediately spread, rich and sweet.

"I heard that there is a custom here. Today, if a lover drinks a glass of new wine together, the two will love each other forever." Luo Binghe wanted to make a bet with the person in his arms or himself. He put a bundle of red wine in his arms. The rope was taken out and thrown into the wine jar: "Shen Qingqiu, guess, will we have a future?"

"Luo Binghe, do you want to disgust me to death!"

By the moonlight, Shen Qingqiu looked at the wine jug full of wine under his feet, and the bundle of rope floating on the wine surface, wondering what he was raving about!

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Binghe smiled, withdrew his mana, let his weight sink, and hugged Shen Qingqiu in his arms tightly, the wine splashed huge hops, and the two of them fell into the wine jar together...

Now that I think about it, the wine in that town actually tasted pretty good.Shen Qingqiu felt that the tea was boring, and he was a little greedy, so he decided to find a day to go to Qingshui Town this year.

"Ming Fan, Ming Fan!"

The master of Qingjing Peak was so impatient.

"...Master, I, I am here." Ming Fan shivered and ran out from behind the rockery, followed by Ning Yingying who was full of worry, looking at Shen Qingqiu hesitant to speak.

"Let you find a few dogs, why haven't you brought them over after so long!"

Shen Qingqiu blew on his breath, and turned off the small cup for making tea.

"Master, you, please be patient, your body is important." Ming Fan answered irrelevantly, almost crying.

"Why am I mourning, and what is going on?" Shen Qingqiu frowned: "I can't find a few vicious dogs, so what's the use of Qingjing Peak keeping you?"

"Master...you...are you really going to take...Ah Luo's body..." Ning Yingying cried out, not knowing how to comfort her or stop her.

"Hmph, that little bastard, who said he would feed the dog after he died, really thinks I have a conscience? You can't die early, it's an eyesore."

Shen Qingqiu got up slowly, stretched out the clothes that were dyed with rhinoceros fragrance, and looked coldly at the direction he had been looking at all along, the place where the colorful chrysanthemums were blooming in the Lingshui Pavilion—I really felt that there was someone lying there, Destroyed the cool autumn scenery.

It's late autumn, it's really cold...

—————tbc?end?fin?keng?