He'er was startled and stuttered:
"Should...should be at the Phoenix Funeral Home? She lives there."
Ji Ping'an suddenly realized that his mood had changed slightly, and he quickly adjusted, regained his calm appearance, and tentatively said:
"The 'Miss Mo' you are talking about is Mrs. Pei's niece?"
He quickly recalled the memory in his mind: He had heard the name Mochou before.
The last time I came to Pei Mansion, I met a woman by chance when I was going out. The servant who led the way briefly explained her identity.
Logically speaking, since he saw so many people walking on the street every day, he wouldn't have a deep memory of Pei's niece, but maybe it was because of the familiarity in his temperament that it left a slight imprint in his heart.
This will be recalled consciously, and the other person's appearance immediately flashes back in the mind. The appearance is still unfamiliar, but as the name is about to come out, the sense of familiarity grows rapidly.
Pei Qiuwei blinked and said:
"Yes. She originally came from a scholarly family in Zhongzhou. She came to live with me, Pei, because of family changes."
Ji Ping'an said curiously, "Is she in bad health?"
Pei Qiuwei nodded:
"Miss Mo has been weak since she was a child. More than a month ago, she contracted wind and cold on the waterway from Zhongzhou to Lanzhou. Fortunately, she recovered a lot after staying here."
The time, illness... all matched up... I'm afraid the original "Mochou" had died of illness on the ship... Ji Ping'an felt a move in his heart, and forced himself to suppress the urge to continue asking.
Because this will make Pei Qiuwei suspicious, he suddenly said:
"I see. I wonder if I can introduce you to him?"
He did not provide any additional explanation. As the saying goes, the darker the story becomes, the darker the situation becomes. Anyway, with his consistent style of a stickman and the support of Pei Wuju, perhaps not explaining is the best choice.
Pei Qiuwei bit her lip, said "yes", smiled and said:
"sure."
She was a smart person, so she didn't ask why Mr. Li was looking for him. She simply led the way in person and headed towards the Phoenix Funeral Home.
He'er took the lead and knocked on the courtyard door first. The old woman hurriedly greeted her and gave her a blessing with a smile:
"I have met Miss Third, Sister He... and this one..."
Pei Qiuwei smiled and said: "This is a distinguished guest in the house. I have something to do with Miss Mo."
Although the old grandma was suspicious, she did not dare to neglect. While inviting everyone in, she went to the building to report.
But not long after, she hurried out, looking a little flustered:
"Oh, my girl was there before, but she disappeared in the blink of an eye."
Missing?
Ji Ping'an's heart sank.
Pei Qiuwei said: "Maybe he went to visit other courtyards."
Immediately, He'er was ordered to go to the servants of the house to inquire. There were countless people in Pei's house. If Mo Chou went out, it would be impossible not to be seen.
At this time, the door of the house on the first floor was pushed open. The young maid rubbed her eyes, woke up from her nap, and said:
"The lady has gone out of the house, saying she wanted to relax."
Yes, the house is in mourning. As a niece, it would be too grandiose to cry along, but the dull atmosphere is also torturous.
The old grandma was shocked:
"Did the lady bring anyone with her? You damn girl didn't even think of following her? What if there was an accident?"
The little maid also turned pale with fright and muttered:
"I...I thought you would follow..."
Ji Ping'an's heart moved:
If it's just a casual distraction, there's no reason to avoid the servants, unless... the distraction is just an excuse.
Thinking about it from his perspective, if his previous master would have stayed in Pei's house, he would have taken action, whether it was training or contacting the sect. And considering the special way of practicing the Beast Control Sect, it is difficult to follow the path of practicing alone...
And, it can be inferred from existing clues:
The reborn people are all eager to regain their strength. How could she not be anxious when she witnessed Pei Wei's case in the Pei family?
While his thoughts were ups and downs, Ji Ping'an had an idea flash in his mind, and he vaguely guessed where she might have gone.
Gathering his thoughts, he saw that the old nanny was still scolding the little maid angrily, and Pei Qiuwei was looking for the servants nearby. Ji Ping'an smiled like a magic stick and said:
"Don't panic. According to the hexagram, Miss Mo will not be in danger. Since she is not here, I will leave first."
Pei Qiuwei was a little surprised. She had just made up a lot of drama in her mind, thinking that "Li Anping" might have met "Mochou" earlier, or where they had met, etc...
It seems very mysterious.
But now it seems that she has thought too much, and the divination master in front of her is not as eager as expected... Thoughts fell one after another, and she tried:
"Do you want to tell Miss Mo when she returns home?"
Ji Ping'an shook his head and said, "No need, I will come again if necessary."
Pei Qiuwei had no choice but to nod, send him off personally, and promised that a servant would send the "thank you gift" to Yi Jingzhai alone later.
After watching the people leave, the old woman asked worriedly: "Miss Third, who is this Taoist priest..."
Pei Qiuwei comforted him and said, "Don't worry, this gentleman is an expert in Xuanmen. If he says nothing will happen, he won't. Just go back and wait."
The old grandma breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.
Pei Qiuwei looked deeply at Ji Ping'an, who was far away, and the sunset that was gradually rising on the horizon, feeling a little distracted.
…
…
It was extremely hot in midsummer, and the willows on the river bank were sickly in the afternoon.
Many pedestrians on the street were holding parasols. When Xu Yuanyun walked out of a busy alley, beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
The cuff of the right arm holding the paper umbrella fell off, revealing a white and slender arm. Her face was covered with a veil, and her off-white dress slowly floated as she stepped.
Her black hair was tied into a bun and hung behind her head. She raised her head and turned into an alley following the address in her memory.
Finally, she stopped outside a silk and satin shop. She hesitantly looked at the plaque on the top of the shop, feeling a little hesitant.
"Miss, come in and take a look? There is some new material."
The shopkeeper had excellent eyesight and could tell at a glance that she was from a wealthy family. Although he was surprised as to why she came alone, he still greeted her warmly.
Xu Yuanyun hesitantly said a few code words, and then seeing the shopkeeper's confused eyes, he shook his head slightly and said:
"excuse me."
Then he turned and left, leaving the shopkeeper confused and muttering:
"Why does a good girl seem to have a bad mind?"
As everyone knows, Xu Yuanyun also sighed softly as he walked away, with melancholy and emotion in his eyes, as well as a trace of undetectable relaxation.
Just as Ji Ping'an had guessed, Xu Yuanyun suddenly felt urgent after witnessing Pei's accident. After much thought, I decided to take the risk and try to contact the Beast Control Sect.
Compared with worshiping the mountain directly, a better way is to contact the "agent" of the Beast Control Sect in Yuhang City.
Just like when Ji Ping'an set up a dark network, he would also arrange "hidden officials" as subordinates.
But when she followed her memory and came to this location, she found that this was no longer the restaurant in her memory, but a silk and satin shop, and the shopkeeper was obviously just a mortal, not the sect's spy.
"Hundreds of years have passed, and the original agent and the arranged 'connection location' must have been changed." Xu Yuanyun thought.
There are very few unchanging codes and passwords in the world.
For a force as big as the Beast Control Sect, in order to keep its secrets secret, it would inevitably change the place and method of contact frequently.
Unlike Ji Ping'an, in order to solve his own problems, he would specially design a set of startup methods that can span time.
Xu Yuanyun shook his head and continued to rush towards several other places in his memory holding an umbrella. As a result, without exception, they had all been moved.
The plan to find the sect failed.
She walked out of a jewelry store with some frustration and stood in the middle of the street at dusk. She found that the sky was already dark, and she couldn't help but feel depressed.
I finally mustered up the courage to meet with the sect... What should I do next?
Well, the easiest way is actually through Pei's channel. As long as she makes up a reason to ask for help from Li Xiangjun, she must have a way to contact the Beast Control Sect with Pei's status...
But this involves unnecessary risks... Especially, Pei's accident has just happened, and the court is keeping a close eye on it, which also makes her worried...
As for leaving Yuhang and going to the mountain gate of the Beast Control Sect's headquarters, the journey is not very close, and it's not easy to find the route.
With many thoughts in confusion, Xu Yuanyun felt a little irritable.
At this time, suddenly a carriage slowly stopped beside him.
The car curtain opened, revealing a fair-skinned man's face with faint bruises. It was the "Mr. Sun" that Ji Ping'an pretended to be last time.
That day, after Ji Ping'an left, Xiang Ning found the knocked out young master from the ship's cargo hold. She picked up the coat that Ji Ping'an had left behind and used "hypnosis" to cover up the incident without disturbing anyone. Suspect.
and erase related memories.
Mr. Sun only remembered that he fell unconscious for some reason and felt dizzy, as if he was ill.
After recuperating, he was going to Feng Yuechang again today to meet the girl "Xiang Ning", but on the way he saw a woman with a delicate temperament that made him love and pity standing on the street.
"Miss, are you in trouble? I can do my best, young lady." Mr. Sun showed a confident and charming smile.
Xu Yuanyun was irritated when he suddenly saw this face. He felt bored and said coldly:
"nothing."
He turned around and left, but Mr. Sun's carriage kept following him, talking trash:
"Why is there no one with you, young lady? Isn't it dangerous? What if a libertine bumps into me? I don't know which house I live in. Xiaosheng sends..."
Xu Yuanyun became more and more annoyed, and suddenly raised his finger, hiding it a little.
"Xilulu!" Immediately, the horse pulling the carriage seemed to understand what she meant, neighed, and pulled the carriage towards the nearby alley, causing the coachman and Mr. Sun to scream in surprise.
When the carriage hit the wall with a thud, Mr. Sun was thrown out with a somersault. His bruised face fell to the ground. He spat out the dirt and got up in embarrassment. He did not forget to turn his head towards Xu Yuanyun. Reach out:
"girl……"
As a result, a horse's hoof appeared in the field of vision from far to near. There was a "bang" sound, and Mr. Sun was hit by a horse's hoof on his forehead. His eyes rolled and he fainted on the spot.
The groom next to him exclaimed again and again, attracting a group of passers-by to point and point.
Under Xu Yuanyun's veil, the corners of her mouth were raised, a cunning look flashed in her eyes, and she left briskly, feeling the depression in her heart slightly relieved.
But he still didn't want to go back to Pei Mansion. After walking for a while, he was surprised to find himself at the Qinhuai River again.
At this time, the afterglow in the sky has dissipated, night has arrived, the stars and moon above our heads are gradually brightening, there are food stalls on the streets, river cruises, and more and more pedestrians on the road.
Lanterns were lit one after another, reflecting the reflection of a string of lights in the river.
The fireworks in the world are the most soothing to mortal hearts.
Xu Yuanyun put away his oil-paper umbrella and walked through the long street along the river with bright eyes.
But in comparison, there were not many women like this alone. During this period, she also encountered some unscrupulous people, but she was taught a lesson by secretly controlling the nearby ferocious dogs, birds, horses and other animals.
As a previous Master, a genius with a natural affinity with all creatures, even if she does not have a pet beast, she can still control nearby animals.
"Preserved eggs, fresh preserved eggs, preserved eggs invented by the Great Zhou Dynasty Master..."
Suddenly, a shouting sound caught her attention.
The stall owner set up a small stall with printed preserved eggs on top and shouted at the top of his voice. When he saw her, he looked over and greeted her eagerly.
After walking all afternoon, she felt hungry, so she took out two coins from the purse at her waist, ordered one, and held the warm preserved eggs in her hands. She was a little distracted and suddenly muttered:
"One hundred ways to eat eggs."
"What?" The stall owner didn't hear clearly.
Xu Yuanyun smiled and shook his head, without explaining, he just held up the egg and then lifted a corner of the veil covering his face.
With white jade teeth, he started to nibble in small mouthfuls. The eyes of some of the men around him were straightened, and their appearance was secondary. The key was that their temperament was too outstanding.
Xu Yuanyun quickly ate up the preserved eggs and walked forward. The words "National Master" could be heard in the shouts of many stalls.
Not surprisingly. Among the many things invented by the Great Master of Zhou Dynasty, there is a lot of food, and there are even things like egg-filled pancakes, grilled cold noodles, hand cakes, etc...
However, many snacks are limited by production conditions and can only be served at family banquets of wealthy people.
While Xu Yuanyun was walking, he suddenly heard a voice:
"Wrap this drunken braised chicken, yes, and get a jar of flower wine as well."
I don't know why, my heart suddenly moved. I turned around and looked slightly startled. I saw a young man dressed as a Taoist in blue standing next to a small shop on the roadside.
Now he was carrying a small jar of wine in one hand and the roast chicken wrapped in a brown paper bag in the other. He turned around and saw her as if he had met her by chance. His eyes lit up and he said:
"We meet again, Miss Mochou."
Xu Yuanyun's eyes paused for a moment on the food in his hand, and then he hesitated and said:
"Ah...it's you."
A few days ago, the young divination master appeared in Pei Mansion.
Ji Ping'an smiled and said, "I didn't expect to meet you here."
Xu Yuanyun raised a polite but distant smile: "Indeed. You... can you still recognize me like this?"
She pointed at her veil, Ji Pingan said with a strange emotion in her eyes:
"Don't forget, fortune telling is my specialty."
That's it...Xu Yuanyun nodded reservedly and then became quiet.
Ji Ping'an walked up to her calmly: "Are you alone? No one else?"
Xu Yuanyun grasped the handle of the oil-paper umbrella with her little hand and said angrily:
"We were still together just now, but they became separated due to the large number of people."
Oh... Ji Ping'an's eyes became more and more weird, and then he exchanged a few words. The two of them didn't have much interaction, they only met once, and the topic always revolved around Pei.
Xu Yuanyun was slightly wary, but he thought to himself that with his own cultivation, he could suppress this little hexagram master, so he was not afraid.
Instead, he gradually had other thoughts:
This hexagram master seems to be not simple. I don't know much about Pei's accident. Or can I start with this person to open a breakthrough? Get information?
With this idea in mind, she stopped trying to avoid him and just maintained her "lady lady" persona and looked like a good girl.
While the two were talking, they walked to the river. I saw river lanterns floating in the river, and businessmen renting boats nearby.
Ji Ping'an seemed to be excited and invited:
"It's a good day today. It's noisy here and it's hard to talk. How about you and I taking a boat ride?"
Taking a boat and rafting... Hearing this word, Xu Yuanyun felt a little longing in his eyes, but she quickly hid it, showing a reserved and hesitant attitude: "This... is not good."
In his heart, he snorted and felt indifferent.
Putting this divination master named "Li Anping" into the ranks of "Mr. Sun"... was nothing more than a disciple who was attracted by her appearance and temperament and felt that she had no choice but to bully her when she was alone.
She had seen too many people like this. If she had not wanted to extract information from this person, she would have secretly cast a spell to drive them away.
Ji Pingan warmly invites:
"What does it have to do with it? With Mrs. Pei as your guarantee, Miss Mo is still afraid that I will be rude?"
Ha... If you dare to be rude, this Master will order the fish in the Qinhuai River to pull you into the water... Xu Yuanyun thought, pretending to be shy on his face, and nodded imperceptibly.
Ji Ping'an smiled and found the boatman and rented a small boat.
And I rejected the professional boatman and chose to row my own boat... This kind of small boat is not difficult to row.
As long as you don't seek death and leave too far from the shore, nothing will happen. If you can't come back, you can still shout for help, or shake the lantern on the boat... Someone will naturally go to rescue you.
Ji Pingan jumped on the boat first, put the roast chicken and flower stuffing in the cabin, and picked up the oar.
Xu Yuan Yunlian moved lightly and jumped onto the boat with a weak posture. The oar entered the water, carrying the lantern on the bow, and walked towards the water full of river lanterns.
This caused several of the disciples on the shore who were unwilling to give up and followed behind to curse and express envy and jealousy.
…
With a gentle push of the bamboo pole that served as an oar, the boat swayed gently and gradually sailed into the river scattered with lanterns.
Xu Yuanyun was sitting on the boat with a well-behaved posture, looking at the receding river bank, feeling nervous for no reason in his heart.
"This isn't Miss Mo's first time rafting," Ji Ping'an suddenly said softly.
Xu Yuanyun came back to his senses, then said "En", put his hands flat on his knees, and lifted his hair around his ears:
"When I was in Zhongzhou, I also went boating."
Ji Ping'an stood at the bow of the ship, looking up at the stars in the black sky, and spoke in a long voice:
"This... ah."
Then the atmosphere suddenly became quiet, and neither of them said a word.
The ancient night sky was different from the bustling cities. There was no ubiquitous light pollution. The black was pure and the shining stars were clear. When projected on the river, the stars in the sky would be reflected.
Xu Yuanyun suddenly twisted uncomfortably and looked sideways at the young Taoist priest holding the oar on the bow of the boat. In a daze, the feeling of déjà vu surged in his heart again.
Yeah, when was the last time you went rafting?
Two or three hundred years ago, it was also here, and it was also such a night. It was also the lanterns at night, or the green lotus during the day...
Also the drunken roast chicken and Yuhang flower stuffing.
She is also a weak girl, and a Taoist priest who is unknown but full of astronomy.
It's just that the Taoist priest is older, and the girl is accompanied by an angry old red bird that can roll its eyes and coo.
This moment is just like that moment.
Xu Yuanyun shook his head vigorously, putting aside these inappropriate thoughts, and his eyes returned to calmness and indifference.
She had only walked into one man in her life, and it had already occupied her entire heart, leaving no room for anything else, not to mention... it was just a stranger with a similar temperament.
"Ahem," Xu Yuanyun coughed and tried to get the topic on track and asked:
"Speaking of which, Miss Pei seems to value you very much? This time the Pei family leader comes back..."
Ji Ping'an didn't answer, and suddenly said: "You seem to care about Mrs. Pei very much."
Xu Yuanyun said: "Mother Pei is my aunt, so she should..."
Ji Ping'an interrupted her again. This time, he simply dropped the oar, walked up to her and stared down at her weak and pretty face, with a hint of probing in his expression:
"Is that just this? Don't forget, I am a fortune teller and I also know how to read faces."
Xu Yuanyun raised his head, his white neck looked a little dazzling in the moonlight. Under his thin and curved eyebrows, two star-like eyes stared at the strange man who looked down on him, and he felt panicked for no reason.
She forced herself to remain calm and looked a little colder:
"Oh? What did Mr. Li see?"
The next moment, Ji Pingan suddenly raised his hand, quickly pulled off her veil with two fingers, and lightly tossed it, and the veil flew into the river.
Xu Yuanyun felt a lightness on his face. Anyone who has worn a mask for a long time knows that once it is suddenly taken off, there will be a feeling of being stripped and exposed.
At this moment, Xu Yuanyun felt a feeling of being spied on, frivolous, and offended. She frowned, and her fair and smooth face was flushed red. It was not shame, but anger. Her eyes were sharp:
"what you up to?!"
While speaking, she pressed the cabin with her right hand, and invisible power spread.
Where no one noticed, with this small boat as the center, under the dark water, fish began to gather here, like soldiers in formation.
However, Ji Ping'an just looked down at her, then leaned forward a little, and got closer, with four pairs of eyes staring at each other tit for tat.
Unconsciously, the two of them got very close, and Xu Yuanyun became more and more tense. Just when she was about to overturn the fishing boat, suddenly...
Ji Ping'an smiled, with no evil intentions in that smile, like spring breeze turning into rain, or like meeting again after a long absence.
He suddenly pulled back and sat cross-legged across from her. He raised his palm, slapped away the jar of wine, tore open the roast chicken in the brown paper bag, took a swig, and then ate another bite.
The movements are free and natural, and the breath blends into the world.
At this moment, although he still has a young body, his behavior has a return to nature, like a master, and his every move is in harmony with the heavenly phenomena.
"you……"
Xu Yuanyun was stunned for a moment, confused. He didn't understand why the other party's reaction was so strange. An indescribable emotion surged in his heart, and his heart was beating wildly for no reason.
A long-lost, familiar mood rushed out from the memory that should have been dead.
She was shaken by the impact and felt confused. She felt that the young Taoist priest in front of her and someone in her memory were overlapping at an accelerated speed.
In the subconscious, an idea grew crazily, but it was suppressed by reason because it was too unimaginable.
Ji Ping'an wiped the wine from his lips, dropped a piece of cut meat, and said with a smile:
"I just wanted to see you. Now I have the answer I wanted."
Xu Yuanyun's heart beat more violently: "I don't understand."
"No, you should understand," Ji Pingan suddenly said:
"Have you ever heard of a saying that even though a person may be ever-changing, his eyes cannot deceive him?"
Unless you are as experienced as me...he silently added in his mind.
Xu Yuanyun opened his mouth, and suddenly felt his mouth was dry. He felt that this sentence was very familiar, but it was difficult to trace it back for a while.
Ji Ping'an sighed, and suddenly took out the paper with the big-faced Doraemon drawn on it from his arms with his shiny oily hands, and spread it out by the light of the lantern on the bow of the ship.
Xu Yuanyun's pupils shrank suddenly and he lost his voice: "Why is it in your hands?!"
Ji Ping'an smiled and said, "Do you know what this is?"
Xu Yuanyun shook his head subconsciously: "I don't know."
Ji Ping'an shook his head: "You know, and you still remember who drew it for you."
Xu Yuanyun didn't notice that his body was shaking and his voice was trembling, as if he was expecting something:
"who is it?"
Ji Ping'an was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "Don't you think I'm older than you?"
This sentence came out of nowhere for no reason, with no preface and no follow-up. But when Xu Yuanyun heard it, he was stunned, trembled all over, opened his mouth, and said:
"It's not very big either."
Ji Pingan said:
"As a practitioner, you are very good at pretending, and your age is not always written on your face. For example, I know an old monster who is very good at pretending to be young..."
Xu Yuanyun said: "What does the difference in age matter? Some monks get married even after hundreds of years have passed."
"...That's what I'm talking about."
"I take it seriously."
"...You have too little experience in the world of martial arts..."
"You said, don't meet someone who is too amazing when you are young. Once you miss it, you will not be able to spend the rest of your life peacefully..."
"...I kind of regret telling you the story."
"Don't try to change the subject!"
"What if I have other intentions? It seems like your family is not simple."
"Then I admit it!"
The two of them were talking faster and faster, one sentence to the other, alternating with each other, repeating a conversation buried in time that only the two of them knew about across Kyushu.
When Xu Yuanyun said the words "I admit it" almost hoarsely.
Ji Ping'an was silent for a moment and finished the last sentence for her: "Anyway... I won't live for a few more years."
Quiet.
At this moment, the world seemed to have lost its voice. The noisy and surging crowds on the shore disappeared, and it seemed that there was only this lonely boat left in the whole world.
Xu Yuanyun sat in a daze, as if she had lost her strength. Her hand holding the cabin of the boat was released at some point, and the fish gathered at the bottom of the boat dispersed silently, like a flower blooming under the water.
She suddenly felt that her eyes were wet, and then tears were dripping like broken threads, sliding down her face and hitting the cabin.
At this moment, Mochou...or rather the previous Master, his eyes were red, his vision blurred by tears, he leaned forward, wanted to get closer but didn't dare, and said in a hoarse voice:
"You're back."
The nasal sound is a little heavy and a little blocked.
Ji Ping'an smiled and said, "It's me, I'm back."
There were no heart-rending screams, no earth-shattering visions, just the simple word "come back", everything was said without words.
No explanation is needed, and any explanation seems feeble.
Xu Yuanyun's fair face was filled with countless complex emotions:
Excitement, joy, touching, disbelief, hesitation, nervousness... In the end, they all turned into thick "hate".
Ji Ping'an saw the woman in front of him slam into his arms, and then his shoulder was stinging from the teeth, and his back was sore from the fingers... He couldn't help grinning in pain, and suddenly regretted why he didn't open it. Puppet, come here... Iron lump is not afraid of pain.
It wasn't until he heard the extremely suppressed, almost inaudible cry that he fell silent and remained motionless, letting his shoulders get wet little by little and feeling the shaking of the warm fragrant nephrite in his arms.
A long time... a long time...
Then he said softly: "Have you cried enough?"
Xu Yuanyun raised his head, pushed him away, sat back in his seat, raised his hand to tie up his messy hair, covered his red and swollen eye bubbles, turned away his head, and whispered:
"enough."
Ji Ping'an secretly glanced at her side face with a red mark, thought for a moment, and handed out a handkerchief:
"Case?"
"Whoever wants your stuff... I have it myself."
Okay... Ji Ping'an has lived for a thousand years, but he is still a little unfamiliar with this kind of thing. After all, he is not a very comforting character. After holding it in for a long time, he only pushed the wine jar and roasted chicken:
"Eat something?"
Xu Yuanyun was angry and funny, thinking that after so many years, he didn't seem to have made much progress.
He said angrily: "I don't want all your saliva on it."
She didn't even notice that her performance wasn't much better than Ji Ping'an's... The two "Shenzang" monks who once stood at the top of Kyushu now looked as embarrassed as two inexperienced children.
Ji Ping'an tried: "What do you want to eat? Can you go ashore to buy it?"
"……good."
So, the two guys, who met again after two or three hundred years, rowed back to the shore, and then plunged into the lively night market like no one else.
Only the merchants who rented the boat and some of the gangsters felt as if they were drinking lemons, thinking that this young man... got on the boat, and when they came back, their clothes were all wrinkled.
The world is in decline!
But the two people being talked about didn't care about the comments of others, and just like before, they walked around the lively Qinhuai together.
It's strange to say that normal people will feel a little strange after being separated for a long time.
But perhaps the life of a cultivator is different from that of ordinary people, or perhaps some feelings have been accumulated for too long. Once released, the two did not feel any separation, as if they had really returned to that time.
Xu Yuanyun no longer maintained the image of a lady, and became much happier. She pestered him to buy this and that, filling her empty belly.
Then the two of them ran to watch the fireworks show by the river... and the people playing with fire. They clapped loudly and applauded, and put the river lanterns together again, so there was a new robotic cat in the water...
We bought a monkey mask together... we shook the turntable together, and it turned into a dragon-shaped candy man... we went to play pot throwing together, and the stall owner turned green, but in the end they laughed and only took two of the most ordinary ones. The cloth tiger...
Finally, a child came over quickly with quick eyes and hands, holding a bamboo basket with bouquets of flowers in it:
"Master, please buy a bouquet of flowers for your wife."
There was no custom of sending flowers in this world...but the Great Zhou Dynasty Master promoted this new custom...
Ji Ping'an snorted and turned to look at Xu Yuanyun, who turned his head sideways and imitated the burning on the back of the Holy Son's head.
"..." He spent a lot of money to buy a balsam flower and handed it over hesitantly:
"I think peony is better, but it's a little out of season."
Xu Yuanyun raised his hand to grab the impatiens flower, sniffed it, said "yes", and raised the corners of his mouth:
"like it all."
After a moment of silence, Ji Ping'an looked up at the sky and said:
"It's a bit late. Why don't you go back?"
Along the way, the two of them had a tacit understanding not to mention the "business" about rebirth. Perhaps they both wanted to leave those bad things until tomorrow. As for tonight, they only talked about Fengyue.
Xu Yuanyun suddenly raised his head and pointed at an inn ahead:
"Look at this, this store is still there."
Ji Ping'an looked up and saw that it was indeed the century-old store. Now there were red lanterns hanging at the door and it was open for business.
Xu Yuanyun suddenly said:
"Go take a look and see if your original room is still there. What it looks like."
After saying that, without waiting for his response, he rushed over immediately. Ji Pingan had no choice but to follow him.
The shopkeeper in the lobby on the first floor of the inn was standing behind the counter, hammering out his abacus. When he saw a man and woman coming in, he quickly raised his head and smiled:
"Are you two guests going to stay in the hotel?"
Xu Yuanyun said: "Is Room No. 3 in Tianzi still there?"
The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment and nodded: "It's still empty."
Xu Yuanyun took out a silver ingot from his purse, threw it out with a clang, and said, "Bring the key."
"...Okay, okay." The shopkeeper obviously rarely saw such a arrogant and female guest, so he couldn't help but look at Ji Pingan with a strange look, feeling a little envious.
Ji Ping'an opened his mouth and explained: "Actually, I..."
But halfway through the words, he was dragged upstairs by force. The old shopkeeper was amazed when he saw:
"Now this young man..."
…
Room No. 3 Tianzi.
When the door was unlocked and opened, a clean and elegant house appeared. When Xu Yuanyun lit the oil lamp and the room became brighter, the details became clear.
"It's the same as before." She sighed softly.
Ji Ping'an was also a little touched and was reborn several times, but he would still be particularly happy every time he saw something that remained unchanged over a long period of time.
And it just so happens that in this era of slow time, such things are not particularly scarce.
Brown round table, round stool, blue and white teapot and cups, bed covered with clean bedding, and the river view outside the window...
Ji Ping'an walked to the window and pushed it open. He saw the dots of light in the night wind outside, the Qinhuai River surging in the darkness, and listened to the vague and non-existent orchestral sound in the distant direction. He was a little distracted.
Dreaming back to those days.
I remember that it was also such a quiet and beautiful night when I returned from the boat carrying wine and meat. It was also in this house that I met Xu Yuanyun for the last time in his life.
With the breeze blowing on his face, Ji Ping'an seemed to hear the sound of the door closing in a daze.
Then, a soft body suddenly hugged him from behind.
"You..." Ji Ping'an's voice changed slightly, and he was about to turn around, but he heard Xu Yuanyun's voice coming from behind him: "Don't move."
"..." Ji Pingan had no choice but to stay still, with nowhere to place his hands. In silence, he turned his head slightly and looked at the full-length mirror erected in the corner next to the room.
The mirror... was also invented by him.
At this moment, the mirror reflected the woman who was clinging to him, her side face firmly pressed against his back.
Xu Yuanyun's long skirt looked like water in the moonlight, and her fair and delicate face was covered with an intoxicating blush.
The two of them were leaning against each other, and the temperature of the air seemed to be rising. Gradually, they could only hear each other's rapid heartbeats and breathing.
Finally, Xu Yuanyun said softly: "This time, I won't let you run away again."
Ji Ping'an's Adam's apple rolled and he said, "I don't want to run away."
Xu Yuanyun hugged her tighter and said softly but firmly: "How about we be Taoist couples?"
She said this sentence more than two hundred years ago, and now this is the second time.
Without waiting for Ji Pingan's answer, she continued:
"Last time, you said I was too young, but now I am hundreds of years old."
"Last time, you said that I had too little experience and fell in love with Qianjin when I saw her. But this time I looked at her for a long time, and I still feel that no one can compare to you."
"Last time, you asked me to think calmly. I have been thinking about it for more than two hundred years, and I still think so."
After a pause, Xu Yuanyun suddenly raised his head, stared at Ji Pingan's back with his chin, and said:
"Now, do you still want to reject me?"
Ji Ping'an was silent for a moment, and then suddenly used his hand to break open her hand holding him. Xu Yuanyun's face turned visibly pale, and then he was filled with deep disappointment and self-deprecation.
However, the next second, Ji Pingan turned around and looked down at the woman close at hand, looking at her unfamiliar face and familiar eyes.
Her eyebrows and eyes were as delicate as ever. Under the moonlight, her skin was as white as jade, and her black hair was slightly messy, adding a touch of charm to this delicate face.
The two of them were so close that the air they breathed came out of each other's mouth and nose.
There was a breeze blowing in from the window, and the delicate girl's green hair also moved with it, like a first lotus or a thin willow.
Ji Ping'an stared at her black button-like eyes and said:
"I left a lot of regrets in the past, but after this rebirth, I changed some of my ideas. I found that some of the concepts in the past may not be correct. Perhaps only after losing them can I realize this more clearly."
Xu Yuanyun's heart was beating fast, she bit her lips, and her eyes lit up:
"so?"
Ji Ping'an said: "This time, I don't want to leave any regrets."
As soon as he finished speaking, his hands suddenly wrapped around her slim waist, very hard, as if he wanted to rub her into his body.
"Tsk..." Amidst the sound of the cloth breaking and the exclamation, Xu Yuanyun felt his body light up, being picked up by a pair of strong arms, and pressed down on the bed like a cloud in the mist.
In the process, she was also unfamiliar, clumsy and anxious, pulling off Ji Ping'an's belt and taking off his Taoist robe.
In the blink of an eye, pieces of clothing were thrown on the spotless floor:
Robe, belt, shoes and socks, blouse, silk pants...
Suddenly, the entangled two parties stopped. Xu Yuanyun gasped for air and lay on the soft brocade. His black hair was scattered like clouds, and his face was particularly soft and pitiful.
Feeling the weight on her body, she looked at Ji Ping'an with her bright black eyes, showing both shyness and pleading:
"Lights out..."
Ji Ping'an didn't move, he just raised his left hand and struck out with a palm wind. The flame of the oil lamp on the table flickered and went out with a "pop".
"Close the window……"
"Need not……"
Then, Ji Ping'an pinched the corner of the quilt and shook it hard. With a "crash" sound, the quilt spread out, covering everything.
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ps: Today is 520. If you can’t pass it in reality, let’s live it in a book! If I can’t pass, let my protagonist pass! I can't wrong my brother...
It’s still a big chapter with 10,000 words, please give me a monthly vote
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