【Yanlu】Ghost

Clear sky.

Under the clear sky, a paper umbrella that is as abrupt as ink moves forward slowly, and the two shadows under the umbrella look like a pair of lacquered lovers whispering from a distance.If you get close, you can distinguish the voices of two men, one high and one low.

Naturally, ghosts don't want to travel quietly. He has been trapped for a long time, and the scenery of barren mountains and wild mountains is also interesting. He glanced around and made fun of the Taoist priest.

"Daozhang, how is your master and his family?"

Yan Yu didn't understand his unorthodox thoughts, he only thought that the ghost was afraid of seeing an expert, so he glanced at him lightly.

"Don't be afraid, the teacher is very good."

But when Lu Shaolin heard the words, he put a ghost paw on his shoulder with a smile,

"Then I'm afraid it's unreasonable for me to meet you in such a hasty manner.

"Why?"

"How can there be a son-in-law who comes to the door empty-handed-oh! Why are you really hitting me!"

Lu Shaolin pretended to dodge for a while, and then went further and further cuddled up to Yan Yu's body.Yan Yu knew that after the soul bond was formed, the other party would be more greedy for the yang energy on his body, so he didn't avoid it, but just coldly slapped the unruly paw on his shoulder.

Lu Shaolin is not like a living person after all, if he is going on his way, it will be faster if he hides in the sword that is attached to him and protected by Yan Yu.But after being trapped in that desolate and lonely world for a hundred years, even with mountains of swords and seas of fire, I can't wait to walk inch by inch with my own feet.

Yan Yu quietly took in Lu Shaolin's unrestrained freshness under Lu Shaolin's pretentiously unrestrained expression, and also pretended that he didn't know anything about putting him back into the scabbard, letting him walk around.

Before he knew it, the sun was setting and the moon was rising, and when Yan Yu stopped, the sky was already full of stars.

It was dark at night, but the two were still far away from the town.

"Come here."

The Taoist closed his umbrella, only to see a ruined temple not far away, hidden in the dark bushes.

"Do you really want to spend the night here?" Lu Shaolin looked confused, and he naturally didn't care. When he was walking darts in the past, he was used to the sky and the earth as a hut, and he could sleep in no matter how dangerous the environment was.It's just that he knows that the person in front of him has always been clean, even when he lived in another courtyard, he kept it spotless, and now he wants to be wronged for a night in this desolate place?

"Brother Yan, I can still..." The rest of the words were blocked by Yan Yu's throat with a cold glance, Lu Shaolin had to look down at his palms hidden in his sleeves, the color had turned a little pale, and followed.

The old temple has long been dilapidated, the cobwebs have accumulated dust, and the wind is everywhere.

Lu Shaolin stood in front of the already blurred Buddha statue with folded arms and looked at it for a while, and finally let out an inaudible chuckle.He shook his head, leaned over and picked up the two futons in front of the confession, dusted them carefully, and gave them to Yan Yu.Then I went outside the house to search for some dead branches, and after a while a fire was lit.

The originally cold and silent house was suddenly illuminated by the raging fire.

Seeing his familiarity with his movements, Yan Yu felt a bit of curiosity in his eyes.Lu Shaolin patted the ashes on his hands, and sat down next to Yan Yu on the floor as a matter of course, without losing sight of the look in his eyes, and said with a smile, "Brother Yan, you only believe in Lu now?"

"I used to do this kind of thing a lot when I was walking darts, so I'm familiar with it." He said with a regretful expression, "It's a pity that the night is too dark, otherwise I will hunt you a game. At night like this, you should eat meat in large pieces." Drink in a big bowl. The last time we were in the suburbs of Luoyang, the rabbit I roasted for you..."

He suddenly realized that he had slipped his tongue, stopped his voice, pursed his lips and looked at the Taoist priest in a panic, but saw that he was listening seriously.The fine snow that always floated in those eyes seemed to be melted by the warmth of the fire at this moment. After the snow melted and the ice melted, there was a clear spring.

"And then?" Yan Yu asked.

"Of, then..." Lu Shaolin was stunned for a moment before recovering, and he almost bit his tongue when he opened his mouth, "I'm not boasting, the rabbit meat is roasted deliciously, crispy and tempting. It's a pity that it's all lean meat, clogging the teeth. At that time in the wild, there was no condiment, so you ate it like this, and you even ate a leg."

Yan Yu thought about it for a while, but he couldn't think of how he would hold a rabbit leg and gnaw on it.

Lu Shaolin recalled the past, his whole body seemed to be bathed in light, his thick eyelashes drooped down, he smiled lowly, and said, "I just found out later that brother Yan, you love cleanliness, and you are also very particular about your food. The food in the tavern Those who are not pleasing to the eye would rather not move their chopsticks. I never thought that the field was smoky and smoky that day, and you would let me do whatever I want..."

After the babbling was over, he raised his head and saw the shadow of the neatly dressed man cast by the bonfire on the dilapidated ashes-covered wall, and his heart suddenly warmed.Sure enough, even if it is a hundred years apart, the person in front of him is still...

A pair of peach-blossom eyes curled up, and the chest without a heartbeat didn't know whether it was bitter or sweet.

Yan Yu was not angry, even though Lu Shaolin was talking about it like a stranger in front of his eyes with such joy.

He should have been angry.Since the acquaintance, he has often felt that Lu Shaolin has admitted the wrong person.And just now when he heard such radiant memories from him, for some reason, there was a vague and indistinct picture in front of his eyes.

He thought that Lu Shaolin must have looked like this before he was alive, no, it should be brighter and more lively than the occasional desolate shadow in front of him now, just like that standing beside that man of few words, wishing to praise everything in the world to their own eyes.

Not having time to distinguish the bitter and tender feelings that are entangled in Lu Shaolin's heart at the moment, just thinking that he didn't want him to smile so sadly, Yan Yu stretched out his hand and embraced the waist of the person beside him into his arms.

Realizing that the soft heat on his mouth at this moment came from Yan Yu's lips, Lu Shaolin froze as if he had been stabbed.

He pushed hard, fearing that the other party's yang energy would be wasted for no reason, and he wanted to say, "Brother Yan, you don't have to breathe, Lu can still hold on", but when he opened his mouth, someone took his breath away.

It's not a breath.

just a kiss.

Gentle, comforting, the kiss Yan Yu gave him.

The eyes full of peach blossoms suddenly opened wide, and then gradually closed gently between the entanglement of lips and teeth.

The ghost's arm wrapped around the Taoist's neck and shoulders at some point.