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Chapter 29: If Life Is Just Like First Sight (6)
I suddenly felt my heart beat a beat slower, and I turned my head to look in a daze. Under the extremely cool moonlight of the night, He Lan's leisurely and elegant profile was as gentle and soft as the freehand brushstrokes drawn with a heavy brush. Looking at him, I felt a very faint warmth spread slowly from the bottom of my heart, soaking my heart lightly and slowly, and every inch that flowed was an inch of chaotic joy.

Can't help but smile, suddenly feel that this night is like the day when I first met him, the wind is good, the flowers are good, everything is good, even this moment of silence is also good, needless to say anything, just lying here quietly Roof, forget about heaven and earth, forget all the sorrows this world has given me.

After a long, long time, I turned my head to look at He Lanyou, and saw that he looked calm and breathed lightly, as if he had fallen asleep. Fang gently said: "The wind and rain are dark, and the rooster is crowing. Seeing a gentleman, Yunhu is not happy." ?”

He Lanyou, who was still sleeping just now, blinked suddenly, her long and black eyelashes fluttering like a fan: "The weather is so good, where is the wind and rain coming from?"

Half an hour later, I carried a burden and walked out of the Xipinghou Mansion. Although I was a little sorry for Mu Sheng and left without saying goodbye again, I am very hot now, really really hot, and I need to go out to enjoy the cool...

I didn't want any more carriages, so I stole a horse from the stables and ran all the way, and soon left Kunming City, all the way to the south of the Yangtze River.

I don't know where my destination is, but remembering that Mu Xin buried that "me" in a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, the possibility of coming to the south of the Yangtze River is more likely, I can't let Mu Xin really face a fake grave like this for a long time Go down in mourning, find him, tell him I'm alive, that's what I have to do now.

He Lanyou caught up with me two hours later. When I found him, he was sitting quietly behind me, with a nonchalant expression on his face, and he was still knocking a handful of melon seeds in his hand. When I saw him, my The red tide rushed up again, and I couldn't help but think of the love poem that I sang unintentionally, and his tired appearance made me even more annoyed. Suddenly, with a gentle smile, with a flick of his fingers, several melon seed shells flew behind him like lightning, made several slaps, hit something, and immediately rang out several muffled groans.

I was startled, and listened intently while running fast, only to hear small and continuous sounds, like someone retreating quietly, but another sound came from the front, I frowned: "Is someone following you?"

He Lanyou lazily spat out a melon seed shell: "It's okay, I'm looking for it."

Before the words were finished, several lanterns suddenly lit up in front of them. The lanterns were a rare silver color, almost mixed with moonlight, floating faintly in mid-air. Green candles like will-o'-the-wisps were lit in the lanterns, which seemed to flicker like ghost eyes. Mie, slowly approaching.

I said coldly; "This lamp is very ugly, He Lanyou, did you turn it off or did I turn it off myself?"

He Lanyou shook his hand: "Don't worry, this lamp is a soul lamp. It was made by the disciples in my teaching with blood essence. It has the function of summoning souls. If you burn it out, where can I tell people to practice another one?"

He thought for a while, then raised his head and said, "Which protector is here? He Lan is here, please tell me."

A sharp, silky tone sounded like a needle, and it came from the soul lamp: "Young master, have you played enough? It's time to go back to the main altar with your subordinates. The master is looking for you."

I looked at the ghostly lamp in surprise, is this guy dying?Don't you know He Lan's temperament?Claiming to be a subordinate, but his tone of voice is so crazy, when He Lanyou grew up eating grass?
I was waiting to see the misfortune of that pretender, but He Lanyou's answer made me stunned.

That guy didn't care about the offense of the lamp, and smiled kindly: "So it's Kuimu Dharma Protector. What the Dharma Protector said is true, but I still have important things to do. I will discuss the matter of Islam later."

The man speculatively said: "Young Master, you don't need to tell me this. It is more appropriate to tell the canon. Those who violate the order of the Master will enter the Ten Thousand Devils' Cave and suffer the punishment of shattering muscles and bones. The Young Master will not know about it, right?"

I was so angry when I heard it, what kind of ghost religion, what kind of demon cave, what kind of bastard subordinates, they keep threatening and intimidating, it’s fine to treat He Lanyou as a vegetarian, do you think I am also a vegetarian?

With a flick of my wrist, I was about to release the treasure that Aunt Ai Lu gave me. I extinguished the broken lamp first, but He Lanyou grabbed me.

His hand held mine tightly, the palm was warm and steady, I was startled, only felt my heart soften, sighed, and took the silver thread back.

Forget it, this kid has always been forbearing, let him be.

He Lanyou smiled, and suddenly changed the language, the tone was weird, the transition was jerky, it seemed to be a foreign language, I looked at him in surprise, but saw that the deep voice in the lamp also changed, I asked and answered with him , After a while, like a person nodding his head in thought, the lamp went out, flickered, trembled slightly, and then slowly drifted backwards, and the other lamps seemed to have spirits, and followed them.

I watched the silver lamp and green flame disappearing in the moonlight like a ghost, and the faint sounds that had been coming from all around suddenly disappeared. The world was as quiet as death, not even the sound of insects. He raised his eyebrows and said, "He Lanyou, what did you tell them?"

He Lanyou's eyes shone like glass in the dark and silent night, which made me feel his remoteness and strangeness, but his smile was always so perfect and impeccable: "I use the secret language of teaching, tell me If he has discussed some matters with the leader and me in private, he will naturally retreat."

He looked at me sincerely: "I didn't intend to hide it from you, it's just that you know something that is against you."

I raised my eyebrows: "He Lanyou, I would like to believe others are sincere, but you are sincere? This, this..."

He Lanyou smiled wryly: "Miss, do you really want me to dig out my heart?"

I smiled at him, trying not to let my cheeks get hot: "Your heart, I'm afraid it's dark?" Without waiting for his answer, I whipped myself: "Let's go, going to Jiangnan in late spring and April is also a good time." It's a matter."

The horse gallops on the loess official road, flying in the refreshing wind of the faint morning light, the joy and shyness in my heart slowly rises and dissipates, this road where I ride the horse with him and spread joy all over the place, in the coming year, I wonder if there will be brilliant flowers blooming in the places I pass by?
If I didn't feel much about Mu Sheng's words that day, on the trip from the southwest to Yingtian Mansion, I gradually felt the atmosphere of the mountain and rain coming...

(End of this chapter)