sun and moon return

Chapter 68

The two walked from the mountain road to the hillside. The scenery along the way was pleasant, but it was somewhat comparable to that of the Shengquan Temple. The forest was lush with vegetation, and when they climbed to the top of the slope, a sea of ​​colorful flowers came into view. It seemed chaotic and chaotic. People take care of it, and it has the vitality of wanton growth.Judging from the scale, it should be Wan Xiang's handwriting.

The water was gurgling in the sea of ​​flowers, and the two walked along the water for a while. A simple waterfall hung from the mountain, forming a small river at the foot of the mountain. under the seam.

Feidao took off his coat and boots from the bank, went into the water, took off his underwear, and threw it on the boulder in the river.Zheli wanted to avoid it, but he couldn't find a reason to avoid it, so he looked at Feidao intentionally or unconsciously with three eyes.

The master's figure is really good, there is no excess flesh, and he doesn't look thin.

Feidao looked back at Zheli and saw that he was still lost in thought on the shore, so he couldn't help asking: "Aren't you coming down?"

Zheli avoided the inappropriate gaze, took off his clothes, shoes and socks, and followed him into the water. He stood on the other side of the boulder, took the water and washed his face to wake up.

"You're a lot more reserved." A voice from Feidao came from behind him. Zheli was startled, and turned around. Feidao was standing behind him, holding on to the boulder, sighing and complaining, "You were not so distant in the past. .”

Zheli was also a little dazed for a moment, but it was only for a moment. He wiped the water from his face, looked back and said with a smile: "I can't always cling to the master like a child."

Feidao pondered for a moment, showing some disappointment: "Yes."

Zheli heaved a sigh of relief, no matter what he thinks about Feidao, they are both masters and apprentices who have lived together for ten years, how they get along in the past, how they get along now is fine, why bother.

Such a well-thought-out gift gave me more courage to calm my heart.

With a chill in his waist, Zheli suddenly came back to his senses, only to see Feidao tearing off his underwear, and at a glance he saw the scar on his waist, and the faint sword wound on his body that did not fade away.

The scar was shocking, from the waist all the way up to the slanted spine, to the edge of the ribs, the new flesh was still different in color from the previous skin, shivering sensitively under the temperature of the man's fingertips.

The air on all sides gradually condensed, and the running water under his feet also became icy cold, Zheli shivered, Feidao gradually restrained himself from the unrestrained emotions, dragged Zheli's clothes to put him on, raised his head, Another calm and gentle look: "How did you get hurt?"

"After leaving Xiaojiawan, I was chased to the wolf monster's territory, and I suffered a little injury..." Before Zheli finished speaking, Feidao had already grasped his wrist, and faint spiritual power poured into his slightly cool palm. After a while, Fei Dao withdrew his hand, with a look of reproach that he could not agree with: "The meridian is damaged, and the energy and blood are insufficient. Is this still a minor injury?"

Zheli bravely pretended not to care and teased: "What's wrong with a little injury on my body, it's just a small injury, it will heal on its own."

Feidao didn't speak, and sat down in the water silently, his robe floating on the water surface. When Zheli was at a loss, a strong force pulled him down, and he suddenly bumped into Feidao's eyes as deep as the sea.

"Meditate." Feidao opened his lips and let go of his wrist.

Only then did Zheli suppress the throbbing in his heart, exhaled lightly and long, and closed his eyes.

After the ceremony was settled, Feidao raised his eyes, and saw the rainbow glowing from the water, the long wind blowing through the sea of ​​flowers, and the spiritual energy of the mountains surging, forming a spiritual vortex around the two of them.

Sure enough, it is a land of spiritual mountains and wonderful waters. Wanxiang can choose to live here, she must be a person who can observe the changes of everything in the world.

What a powerful force.

The spring breeze blows, rolling the veil in front of the window, Wan Xiang lazily opens her eyes.

The power of familiarity.

After healed, Feidao picked up his clothes and put them on, and stood by the shore to watch the ceremony.

The clothes were soaked, and scars were looming on the boy's slightly thin body.There is no way to completely fade away such a large scar.

After healing, the two returned to Qinyue Valley, and Feidao made an excuse to go out.

The sky was getting dark, and Zheli was bored in the room, so he took out an idle book to read casually.

The door was pushed open with a squeak, and Zheli got up, only to see Feidao come in, his outer robe was not on his body for some reason, his hair was still damp, and his body was still a little wet , I don't know what to do.

It was already dark, Feidao asked Zheli naturally: "Don't you rest?"

Zheli looked at the small bed in embarrassment: "Sleep, master, don't worry about me."

Feidao laughed: "Are you afraid that the bed is not big enough, and I squeeze you?"

"That's not true. I'm afraid that I'll be crowding the master. I'm a person who doesn't sleep well." Zheli quickly explained.

"It's okay, your body is not healed yet, it's better to rest when you rest. Or, I go to sleep on the wooden board outside?" Feidao looked at the wooden board with a somewhat serious look, and Zheli quickly refused, thinking in his heart After looking up to the sky and sighing, he took off his outer robe and lay down first.

Then Feidao lay next to him, and Zheli shrank in a little restlessly, Feidao was still lying upright, dazed for how long, Zheli finally fell into a coma.

Feidao turned his head sideways, his thoughts turned slightly, on the white and tender skin, the light blue halo outlined the outline of the Linglian.

After thinking again and again, Feidao opened his fingertips again, and the blood beads flew onto the Linglian, and were instantly absorbed without a trace, and a light red circle appeared on the edge of Linglian.

Zheli slept soundly, perhaps because of the severe injury, Feidao actually noticed that he had lost weight when they met that day.

In the middle of the night, Zheli rolled to Feidao's side again, clinging tightly to Feidao's arm, almost squeezed into his arms.

Not long after dawn outside the house, Zheli woke up from his sound sleep in good spirits, needless to say he was refreshed, but because he lived in the same room with Feidao again, he let go of some thoughts and embarrassments after a night.

Feidao was not on the bed, Zheli lay in bed for a while, and then he smelled the fragrance from outside.

Wan Xiang, who came down from the upstairs, seemed to be quite critical of the movement from the kitchen downstairs. Who knew who made the mistake in her kitchen?

When she went downstairs and smelled the aroma of the delicacies, she couldn't help sighing in another way. In this world, is there anyone who knows this way so well?

Wan Xiang saw that boy who was still lifeless before jumped into her kitchen as if he was a different person. From the small space in the kitchen, there were even more unrestrained scents and chatter and laughter.

Feidao and Zheli were chatting and laughing in the kitchen, when Wanxiang with a dark face suddenly appeared at the door: "It's early in the morning, can't you stop being bored in someone else's house?"

Zheli carried the freshly baked crystal bag, walked in front of Wanxiang with a smile on his face, shook his head and apologized: "Then I can't make it anymore, it's a pity that such a delicious crystal bag."

Wan Xiang only felt that the smell confused her sense of smell, and even controlled her behavior. Her eyes could not help but follow the tray in Zhe Li's hand, showing a complex expression of anger and indisputable anger.

"But let's forget about it today. It's all done anyway. It's important to have breakfast first. Are you right, Wanxiang?"

Wan Xiang suppressed the joy of blooming flowers, her face was still proud, and she caressed the little flower that was randomly folded in her hand with difficulty: "Since you said so, let me show you some face."

The three of them sat down at the stone table. Food is really the best tool to bring people closer together. It changed Wanxiang's impression of Feidao. She couldn't help but re-examine Feidao. He also cooks well, he is really a model of a good man nowadays.

"It's a pity that we won't be able to eat such delicacies tomorrow." Zheli sighed regretfully.

Wan Xiang straightened her sleeves and snorted softly: "Forget it, it's not easy to rejuvenate from my kitchen that has been abandoned for decades. I will lend this kitchen to you."

Zheli pulled a triumphant smile at Feidao, and Wanxiang took a full look, and she said coldly: "Eat well, then go out of the valley, don't forget you still have serious business today."

As she spoke, she got up and covered her face and yawned: "It's still early, I have to go back to catch up on sleep. You can do what you want."

Zheli helped Feidao clean up the kitchen, and the two went out to Fengyu City to find Nalu's family.

It was the day of spring plowing, and many villagers were farming in the fields on both sides of the road.

Passing by a rice field, several villagers were standing in the field talking.

"Is this seedling infested with insects?" One of the villagers sighed as he looked at the gray rice seedlings in front of him.

Another villager bent down and stretched out his hand to stroke the dust-covered leaves, leaving a layer of ash-like dust on his fingertips. She crushed it, but there was nothing unusual, and then stretched out her hand into the water to wash the handle.

"I heard that this year's seedlings are like this, and I don't know why."

"Yesterday my daughter-in-law fetched water from the well, and the water was also covered with dust."

"Don't talk about the seedlings, just the weeds on top, the tops of the grass are all yellow."

"Strange, really weird."

Zheli lowered his head to look at the weeds under his feet. Sure enough, the tips of the new grass blades had withered. He looked all the way along the path and found that it was the same.

The two arrived in Fengyu City.

The Lu family, the He family, and the Meng family are also called the three major families in this town. The Lu family is rich, the He family is powerful, and the Meng family is prestigious.

Therefore, it is not difficult to find the location of the Lu family. Zhe Li and the others soon arrived at the door, and after being passed on by others, they soon met the head of the Lu family, Master Lu.

In the living room, besides Mr. Lu, there was another person, the son who was knocked over while buying flowers that day. The son was also a little surprised when he saw the two of them.

"Tingyi, these two are the masters I mentioned before." Master Lu got up and walked towards Zheli and Feidao.

The son named Tingyi is none other than Meng Tingyi, the son of the Meng family. He has taught and educated people for three generations. He is from a prestigious scholarly family in the local area. He has a very good relationship with Lu She, the son of the Lu family.

Meng Tingyi bowed his hands to Zheli and Zheli and saluted: "I never thought it would be the two of you."

The two returned the gift, but Master Lu was a little surprised: "Do you know each other?"