In the wind and snow, Lan Sheng huddled up and his clothes were a little thin. Chang Ling put his crane cloak on Lan Sheng's shoulders, lowered his head and tied the belt for her, and at the same time straightened the messy corners of her clothes and the white snow in her hair.
"I really can't go down the mountain with you?" Lan Sheng blinked and stared at Chang Ling, holding his hand and twisting it left and right, his eyes filled with the tenderness of a little girl.
Chang Ling looked at Lan Sheng and met her sincere eyes like lake water. His shoulders shook inadvertently. After thinking for a moment, he finally shook his head and said slowly: "No."
After receiving Chang Ling's affirmative reply, Lan Sheng's expression suddenly darkened, she glared at him and turned away. She walked forward in long strides, swinging her shoulders and arms from side to side with the pace, and did not respond to Chang Ling's call.
Chang Ling followed closely, coaxing Lan Sheng with good words, but he did not dare to hold her hand. The two were awkward all the way until the outline of the Rising Sun Palace emerged in front of them through the wind and snow.
The two people's footprints on the snow were deep and shallow, winding all the way to the door of the Rising Sun Palace. Lan Sheng reached out and pushed open the door with a "squeak".
"Is Tianzun doing anything difficult for you?" Seeing the two returning, Zhuling stepped forward and took Lan Sheng's hand and asked with concern.
"That bad old man bullied me!" Lan Sheng spoke quickly and complained before Chang Ling had a chance to respond, with dissatisfaction written all over his face.
Zhuling looked Lan Sheng up and down and saw that her condition had improved for the most part. She then waved her hand and said with a smile, "Junior sister is so lively, I think everything is fine."
"You are all bullying me!" Seeing that the senior sister she was usually closest to didn't speak up for herself, Lan Sheng stamped her feet anxiously, and then declared that she would never talk to them again in the future, then she said "hum" and went straight back to the room. The two of them were left alone in the courtyard, stunned.
"Two more years have passed, and the Rising Sun Palace has still not changed at all." Chang Ling stood at the palace gate and looked into the courtyard, sighing.
Looking around, the familiar furnishings were all covered with snow, leaving them completely white. Only the spiritual grass in the corner of the courtyard was still growing firmly, adding a bit of business.
"Why can't I see you building a snowman?" Chang Ling asked. In previous years, Zhuling liked snow the most. Whenever the heavy snow passed, countless snowmen, big and small, would appear in the yard.
"Senior brother, I...have grown up." Zhuling paused for a while and responded.
Chang Ling was stunned for a moment. After two years of separation, the playful little junior sister seemed to have grown up a lot inadvertently, and even made him feel an indescribable strangeness. However, Lan Sheng has not changed at all, he is still lively and playful.
Lan Sheng? She was still showing off her temper just now. Thinking of this, Chang Ling and Zhu Ling exchanged a few words and then went into the house to look for her.
"Bang, bang, bang" three times, he knocked on Lan Sheng's door. The knock on the door only received a "hum" from Lan Sheng in response. Seeing this, Chang Ling opened the door directly.
In the room, Lan Sheng was sitting in front of the window, leaning on the window sill and looking out the window, wondering what he was thinking.
"We haven't seen each other for two years. Lan Sheng's cultivation must have improved a lot." Chang Ling asked teasingly, then moved closer to Lan Sheng, and looked out the window at the falling snow with her.
Unexpectedly, Lan Sheng grabbed his hair and beat him hard. Then he let go and said angrily: "Cultivation, cultivation, you know your cultivation. One day I will surpass you in cultivation." If you do, I'll beat you to death." Chang Ling protected his head with both hands and endured a good beating of "domestic violence."
"Has Lan Sheng been relieved?" Chang Ling slightly moved his hand in front of him and glanced at Lan Sheng secretly between his fingers.
"That's right!" Lan Sheng lay down on the window sill again, staring out the window in a daze.
Chang Ling also moved a chair and sat next to Lan Sheng. He also lay on the window sill and stared at Lan Sheng in a daze.
"Both Yuntian and the Demon Realm are looking for the Bone Soul Bell. This thing is related to the catastrophe in two years." Chang Ling hesitated for a long time and finally said.
"I know." Lan Sheng responded calmly.
In order to cope with the catastrophe, all the brothers of Quan Yuntian were ordered to go down the mountain. Naturally, Lan Sheng also heard about the importance of the Bone Soul Bell.
Lan Sheng's calmness surprised Chang Ling. He was used to her being naughty and mischievous, but it was rare to see her resolute and calm. In my heart, I felt that I had wronged Lan Sheng. She had suffered a lot in Yuntian over the years, but she didn't know how to answer her words.
"Will I die?" Lan Sheng asked calmly.
Chang Ling was shocked, he never thought she would ask this.
The catastrophe is approaching, everything is unknown, and he has no answer to this question. After a long silence, he slowly said: "No."
Lan Sheng said "hmm" and continued to look out the window. She could see through his guilty conscience at a glance, and there was no confidence in his words.
One of Chang Ling's flaws was that he was dull and his thoughts were all written on his face. She knew this very well, but she did not expose him.
"Are you going down the mountain again soon?" Lan Sheng asked next.
"Tomorrow." Chang Ling responded.
"So soon, can't you stay with me for a few days?" Lan Sheng's tone was a little sad, and she turned to look at Chang Ling, her eyes a little red.
"That will be changed to the day after tomorrow."
Lan Sheng turned his head away and stopped looking at him: "Are you really in such a hurry?"
"There will always be a day of separation. If you go down the mountain as soon as possible, you can come back soon." As he spoke, Chang Ling grabbed Lan Sheng's hand and gently rubbed the back of her hand with his thumb.
"I'll bring you sugar-coated haws when I come back," Chang Ling added.
"Then how long will it take before you know how to coax me with this?" Lan Sheng's voice was a bit complaining. She had waited for two years for Chang Ling to come out of seclusion, but she never thought that the day they would meet would be the time to say goodbye again.
"After taking out the Bone Soul Bell, we will go back to Mengtan Village to get married." Chang Ling whispered in Lan Sheng's ear.
"Seriously?" Lan Sheng rubbed his eyes with his sleeves and stared at Chang Ling with a frown.
"Seriously!" Chang Ling had an unquestionable expression on his face. He tightened his hold on Lan Sheng's hand inadvertently, then loosened it again in vain, and quickly put his arm around Lan Sheng's waist.
"Chang Ling, you have changed. What did you learn from Tianzun when you were in seclusion?" Lan Sheng glanced down at Chang Ling's hand and said in surprise, but did not resist. Instead, he pressed closer to Chang Ling's arms.
"It's just that I haven't seen you for a long time, and I miss Lan Sheng." Chang Ling leaned his head closer to Lan Sheng, and their cheeks only needed a small distance to touch each other.
Lan Sheng glared at him, snorted, laughed suddenly, and said angrily: "You should stay away from other women when you go down the mountain. The women down the mountain are all monsters!" His husband-in-law was becoming more and more unruly, but he couldn't be allowed to do so. Abducted by others.
"I already have a wife!" Chang Ling raised his right hand and waved it in front of Lan Sheng. On his wrist was a red string she tied for him personally, which was a token of their love.
"Didn't you say before that you can't always tie it on your hand?" Lan Sheng asked pretending to be angry.
"I'm used to wearing it, but I still feel a little uncomfortable if I take it off suddenly." Chang Ling argued.
There was another burst of laughter, "Hahaha", and Lan Sheng laughed even more happily. I couldn't help but accept his rhetoric. I couldn't do this again in the future, so I made a mental note.
"I also have a husband-in-law." Lan Sheng said, holding the jade on his chest in front of the two of them, and carefully looked at this unusual "jade".
She fiddled with the stone, which Yuntian Tianzun called the Immortal Bone, back and forth, and her beautiful face was reflected on the crystal clear stone surface. No matter how you look at it, it is no different from ordinary jade.
After looking around for a while, she didn't find any clues, so she changed her mind again, and then kept talking about her life after marrying Chang Ling. I have to wander the streets of the village with my husband, buy a lot of delicious food, and give birth to a lot of children...
"I have something for you." Lan Sheng suddenly thought of something, groped around in his arms and found the sachet purchased from Zhenyi Pavilion.
Chang Ling took the sachet, and there was an indescribable fragrance that made people feel at ease. The sachet is embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns and the crooked word "Chang Ling".
"Don't say it's ugly!" Lan Sheng took the sachet back from Chang Ling's hand and said loudly with sharp eyes.
It took a lot of effort to embroider Chang Ling's name. She couldn't remember how many times she pricked her fingers in order to embroider the word "Ling" well.
"I like it, especially the word 'Chang Ling' is so beautifully embroidered!" Chang Ling took the sachet back again, quickly stuffed it into his arms, patted his pocket provocatively, and continued: "There is no reason to take back something that has been given away."
But Lan Sheng couldn't listen to the second half of the sentence. His ears were filled with Chang Ling's praise. He laughed so hard that he insisted on Chang Ling giving something in return.
While the two were having fun, Du Ce's mellow call came from the courtyard at the right time, and it was the two of them who called. Chang Ling straightened his hair, which was messed up by Lan Sheng, and went out to meet him.
"Junior Brother Chang Ling, I am here to apologize to Junior Sister Lan Sheng for Master for being trapped in the Demon Prison, and I also ask Junior Sister to forgive Master." Seeing Chang Ling and Lan Sheng, Du Ce trotted over and didn't wait for them to speak. He apologized first, and after saying that, he bowed his hands to show apology.
"No need!" Chang Ling supported Du Ce, paused and said coldly: "Senior brother, do you have other reasons for coming here this time?"
"I...as a senior brother, I care about Junior Sister Lan Sheng." Du Ce defended hastily. Chang Ling's words obviously played into his hands, because he was so nervous that his words seemed a little incoherent.
"If there's nothing else, I'll go back to the house and rest first." Chang Ling pretended to yawn.
It wasn't that he really wanted to rest, but Chang Ling knew that Du Ce's temperament would make it difficult for him to speak, so in order to prevent him from being embarrassed in the middle, he used this as an excuse to force him to reveal his true purpose.
"There is indeed something that needs Junior Brother Chang Ling's help." Du Ce hesitated for a while before clarifying the matter. It turned out that it was the Immortal Yun Sheng who invited Chang Ling to Chaoyun Palace to discuss matters.
Lan Sheng couldn't sit still after hearing this. This bad old man actually dared to take advantage of Chang Ling. He was furious when he heard this, but Chang Ling nodded and agreed, saying that he would follow him later.
"You dare?" Lan Sheng grabbed Chang Ling's ear.
Chang Ling cried out in pain and quickly begged for mercy, explaining that Yun Sheng could not do anything to him, so Lan Sheng gave up.
Chang Ling had already roughly guessed a thing or two about the purpose of Yunsheng Immortal inviting him to Chaoyun Palace.
Today he made a big fuss in the Trapped Demon Prison, almost dispatching all the disciples who stayed in Yuntian, but in the end, Yunsheng Shangxian imprisoned his disciples for no reason. As the leader, Yunsheng Shangxian naturally needs to give an explanation to all the Yuntian disciples, and this explanation It must be inseparable from oneself.
