Chapter 67: Memory backtracking (7)

The tree buds are slightly inflated, and the cool breeze produces the window. The spring day of the magical altar is not inferior to other places.
Jiuzhi lanterns sit by the window, dressed in Fengling costumes, and the Bibi hair belt moves with the wind.
He confessed his pen, wrote and stopped, and seemed to be writing a long letter.
Outside the window, the clouds were kicked, and a wind blew, blowing the letterhead that he had just written, and blowing it to the treetops outside the window.
Jiuzhi lamp frowned and was about to get up, but he heard a crisp ringing sound coming from outside, and the lazy voice rang out: "The brother of the line is long, and he has a few days, and his heart is very different. Letter, I read it day and night. Words and sentences, remembering the heart, there are still chapters in the night to enter the dream..."
Jiuzhi Lan was delighted and flustered, and even went to open the door without much effort, and pushed the window with a little bit to the maximum.
Xu Xingzhi picked up a tall branch of the banyan tree at the window, and sat down on it, with his right hand holding his head, the hexagonal bell on his wrist, and the other hand holding on to the stationery, mourning.
The cold cheeks of the Jiuzhi lamp faintly smudged: "Brother, you... don't read."
Xu Xingzhi put together the letter paper and held it at the fingertips. He jumped lightly from the tree and lifted his legs over the window sill. He smiled and said: "The brothers come to you for wine and drink."
The Jiuzhi lamp took over the stationery in his hand: "The brothers come at any time, I am always waiting."
Entering the door from the window, Xu Xingzhi leaned against the window and looked around: "Don't say, your wine here is really good."
Jiuzhi Lan raised his hand to send flowers and flowers for Xu Xingzhi: "What the brothers want, come at any time. As long as there are small lights, as long as the brothers want, the small lights will be given to the brothers."
After all, his fingertips seem to carelessly hook the tears of the hook in the eyes of Xu Xingzhi.
The Jiuzhi lamp has always been cold and cold, and self-denial and courteous. Even if he has such contact with him, Xu Xingzhi will not feel that his motives are not pure.
After doing this action, the nine lights turned back and called: "Six Yunhe."
Liu Yunhe pushed in the door. After seeing Xu Xing, the eyes of Sen cold were even more hazy, but they still bowed according to the etiquette under the calm gesture of the Jiuzhi lamp: "The subordinates see Xu brother."
Although Xu Xingzhi did not wait for him to hold the stone screen and came to Fenglingshan to force the nine lights to return to the magic road, but for the face of the nine lights, he still greeted him as usual, and Relaxed and laughed: "I saw you when I sneaked in. Don't tell him that I am coming, or he will have to pull me more than half a day."
After the six Yunhe cranes should be taken down, they will retreat in the heart. After half a mile, they will hold a jar of fine wine and come in and leave the door.
The Jiuzhi lamp used a green plum water to boil the wine stove, set the cup for the Xu Xingzhi, and lifted the pot to pour the already warm liquor. The clear wine line is poured into the cup and stopped until the cup noodles. The wine just protrudes slightly from the mouth of the cup, and it is very pleasing to the eye.
Xu Xing bite the wall of the cup, sip his neck and let it open, so that the small wine glass falls back to the palm of his hand, and then a sleek smile on the nine branches of light.
Just looking at his series of movements, the innocence of tenderness came from the eyes of the nine branches of lights. The pot was filled with wine glasses for Xu Xingzhi: "How can the brothers come without Meng Shidi?"
As soon as he mentioned Meng Zhongguang, Xu Xingzhi felt funny.
Recently, the murderer in Nanshantun, Xu Xingzhi thought about tempering and tempering him, and then he played for him to Guangfu Jun. The murder of the ghoul was carried out by Meng Zhongguang with several Fengling disciples.
Meng Zhongguang’s strength is no longer good. There are those genius treasures that are raised. The third-order cultivation of Jindan has also been on most of the disciples of Fengling Mountain. He is also a disciple of Qing Jingjun’s official acceptance. He always spoils behind him. What is going on?
Yesterday, the little nephew left before reluctantly, and told him not to ask for the nine lights when he was not there. If he was discovered by him, he would look good.
...a little rabbit scorpion, how can you take yourself?
However, the report still needs to be done. He sent a letter to Meng Zhongguang before he went out today, telling him that he was going to the Grand Canal to drink alcohol. Now he should have received the letter almost.
... Good boy, long ability, dare to threaten me.
You see me, I can't listen to you.
Thinking of his arrogant look, Xu Xingzhi had a good sip and sang, "He is busy."
Nine lights looked at Xu Xingzhi's eyes: "Is the brother and the Qing Jingjun talking about your intention to become a double monk with him?"
Xu Xingzhi touched his nose and smiled: "You don't want to tell the light.... If this is the ratio of the list, if I can win the first position, I will announce when I win the game. Meng Zhongguang is my way." I have to formally marry him."
After all, he held a cup and a nine-light lamp and touched it: "Celebrate in advance."
The wine was shaken, and a few drops of wine in Xu Xing's cup were splashed into the nine-light cups, causing the wine line that he had just poured out to overflow.
Nine branches of light and throat were rolled over, the cup was lowered, the Jinpa was taken out, and the hand was slowly removed. There was no mood in the voice: "The brothers are really daring. The four disciples are afraid to be scared by the brothers." Arrived."
Xu Xingzhi said: "I just want to see how their mouths are not close together. Especially in the north, I am happy to think about his face."
"It’s good to be happy."
Xu Xingzhi used his own jug to fill his own wine: "Don't say, the wedding of the last snow dust was really lively, I was very hot and I had to do it."
The Jiuzhi lamp only felt that his liver was sore. He was surprised that he could still speak under the pain: "If the brothers are married to the woman, they will announce the whole world, but they will not be spoken. But they become a Taoist with the same-sex friends. They are all quietly... As for the big fanfare, the guests have never had such precedents.
Xu Xingzhi did not care: "That will let me make this precedent."
Today's wine is particularly intoxicating. In less than an hour, Jiuzhi Lan and Xu Xingzhi are both thin and thin.
Xu Xingzhi looked at the sky outside with his eyes open.
Jiuzhi Deng asked: "Is the brother going back?"
Xu Xingzhi stood up and said: "Almost."
Nine lights screamed: "Six Yunhe."
Liu Yunhe appeared again in the doorway, and there was a jar of wine in his arms. After he put it down, he turned and snorted again.
Xu Xingzhi asked: "Have he been so bored?"
Nine lights are flat: "There are fewer words."
Xu Xingzhi: "...Does he dare to bully you?"
Jiuzhi Lan said: "I am already the body of Yuan Ying. Who dares to bully me in this altar?"
Said, the Jiuzhi lamp picked up the small jar and handed it to Xu Xingzhi: "Give Master a bar."
Xu Xingzhi's arms were picked up, but when the four hands crossed on the jade altar, the nine lights did not loosen.
He opened his long, narrow-eyed eyes, and his eyes seemed to have a full of mist and faint hydration, and he rushed out a small, invisible gap in his cold and self-sustaining outer shell.
Xu Xingzhi thought he was drunk and joked: "Why, I am not willing to give it."
Nine lights whispered: "My brother kiss me."
Xu Xingzhi was happy, and made a hand to push his forehead: "Is it really drunk?"
The Jiuzhi lamp passed the jar of wine, and the mist in his eyes shone slightly, and the confused look returned to Qingming.
He responded freely and resigned: "...It seems to be a little drunk."
The Jiuzhi lamp sent Xu Xingzhi out of the door. The two men walked 100 feet side by side and said some gossip all the way.
Xu Xingzhi asked him: "The ratio of this day's list is in Fengling. Will you come?"
Nine lights are carefully considered: "There is a lot of things in the Tao, it is hard to say. But if I go or not, I will send people to know the brothers."
"Is there someone to know what to do?" Xu Xingzhi stretched his slender arm and grabbed the shoulders of the nine lights. "Write the letter that you didn't finish, and send it again. I wrote with you." A few letters, what are you going back every time, official articles, gracious, add up is not as good as you are today."
Nine branches of lights bowed: "Yes."
Xu Xingzhi tapped his forehead with a "quick pen": "What is it? Every time I replied smoothly, the last time I thundered the robbery was silent. I told you that you are thrown in the brain." After that, isn't it? If I don't see the clouds, I don't know if you have arbitrarily crossed the Yuan Ying. I came to you, you set up an enchantment, don't let anyone come in?"
Nine lights whispered: "I don't want my brother to be hurt."
Xu Xingzhi trained him, after all, he was still soft, and reached out and touched his back neck: "Well, it’s coming over, and I don’t want to keep you under the mountain for a night."
Jiuzhi Deng looked up: "Brother, that night..."
Xu Xingzhi did not care about the cheeks on the cheeks: "...hey, didn't tell you. I stayed down the hill that night."
Nine branches of light and throat hair: "Sister..."
Xu Xingzhi said: "I am in Fengling, thinking that you are being sinned, and you can't sleep. You might as well get closer to you, but you can also ask for peace of mind."
After chatting for two more sentences, Xu Xingzhi left.
When Jiuzhi’s words were said to
keep you one night
from Xu Xingzhi, his heart was sore and swelled. Even if he turned back into the room and sat back at the desk, the heart was still struggling like a rabbit in the oil pan.
What are the special meanings of these four words, but his heart is and by the cross-slots of these four words.
The more he wants to give up Xu Xingzhi, the more he is obsessed with his words and deeds, every move.
Probably because of the devil's sake, if he looks at his brother for a long time, he can't help but want to swallow the brothers into the abdomen, watching the arrogant face under his body with a look of horror and enjoyment.
On the banquet of the genius, the nine lights have endured the impulse to tear off the self-denying and pure gentleman's skin.
...How long can he endure?
He thought about it, pulling out the blue and white roll cylinder under the desk.
Inside are the letters written by Jiuzhizhi to Xu Xingzhi, one seal, one roll, if it is unfolded, the contents inside can be blushing.
These letters, including the letters he wrote today, he never sent them, nor intended to send them, he would only occasionally take them out at night.
This is the darkest secret inside the Jiuzhi lamp and will not be spoken to anyone.
Six Yunhe came in at this time.
Nine lights cover the page in his hand, but he does not intend to look up at him and see: "What?"
Liu Yunhe stood there, the whole is like a squirting cold front: "When you see that you are drinking with Xu Xingzhi, you will not be able to tell you.... The Blackwater Fort is reversed."
The nine lips of the lamp are slightly stunned and the head is not lifted: "Repression."
"For the dissatisfaction of each branch, do you have any other orders besides 'repression' and 'settlement'?" Liu Yunhe said irony, "...you know what they want."
Nine lights directly said: "I can't give them what they want, and I don't want to give them."
Liuyun Hedao: "There are too many magical roads that you want to 'repress.' They will not accept a lord who has already had the body of Yuan Ying, neither thinking about expanding the magic road map, nor willing to be the old age. The death of General Jurassic revenge on the right path. Especially... he grew up in Xianmen."
Having said that, his tone is a bit more boring arrogance: "...follow you, your heart, is it toward the magic road, or toward the wind?"
Nine branches of lights do not want to compete with him for more lengths, repeating his own orders: "Repress the Blackwater Fort. Regardless of life and death, bring the Blackwater Fortress to see me. Can you understand me?"
Liu Yunhe laughed and gave a fist to leave.
When he covered the door, he was stunned in the darkness, until he stared at the place where Xu Xing left, and slowly raised a meaningful sneer.
... no hurry, take your time.
After the Liuyun Crane left, the Jiuzhi lamp took out another roll cylinder from under the table.
Among them, there are a large number of letters, which are from the branches of the Magic Road. They flew toward him from the snow six months ago. The letter clearly congratulated him on his successful acquisition of the body of Yuan Ying, but in addition to the words, he was asked to reorganize the magic road and attack four.
All of this is because he is the body of Yuan Ying.
The last Yuan Ying ancestor in the Magic Road is his uncle and uncle who is bloodthirsty.
In the case of the four doors, Jurassic is a thirsty and blood-scarred madman, but in the case of the Magic, it is a hero who is unfortunately fallen.
Now, the new Jurassic has appeared, and he does not want to retaliate against the four doors. How is this possible? How can this be?
- In that year, he was sent to four doors, four suspected him, that his heart must be different.
- Now, he returns to the Magic Road, and the Magic Road also suspects him, thinking that his heart will be different.
Nine branches of light fell on the back of the chair exhausted, desolate and funny to think: I have a few hearts in the nine branches of lights, can be ruined by people.
When Xu Xingzhi returned to Fengling, he was blocked by Guangfujun without any accident.
He is quite skeptical that when Guangfujun was dealing with the affairs of the party, he took the "small scorpion of Xu Xingzhi" as an important task.
At the entrance of Qingzhu Temple, Guangfujun’s face was black and sullen. Regardless of his disciples’ attention, he screamed:
Where did you go, make this body alcoholic?!

Xu Xingzhi touched his nose: "You have said, I am full of alcohol, I will say that I am going to listen to the lectures on the mountain road, do you believe?"
The hand of Guangfu Jun fell on the top of his head: "Resent!"
Xu Xingzhi has expected what he will say next.
Guangfu Jun Li said: "Go back and copy the book!"
Xu Xingzhi’s expression of surprise and distress in his right time: "Uncle Shi..."
Sure enough, when he looked at his face, Guangfu Jun’s look was eased:
No discussion. Today I’m going to copy the History of Fengling, three times. I will pay you tomorrow morning.

Xu Xingzhi confessed his head and asked, "What about Master?"
"The brother is not feeling well, and is resting in the temple." When it comes to Qing Jingjun, the face of Guangfujun Iron Plate has only a little loose. "Think less about letting the brothers come to say good things for you."
Xu Xingzhi slightly frowned: "Master has not been very good since the last time he left the customs. If he is sick, he will not be mad."
Guangfu Jun denied: "The brothers will not be so unconstrained.... If you are really considerate and filial, you should worry about the matter in your heart and worry about your brothers. Don't..."
"...Xiyun."
Guangfu Jun Wensheng stopped reprimanding and looked back.
Qing Jingjun stood on the steps, standing in a cloak, his lips were slightly white, the wind was full of sleeves, and the clothes were messy, which made Xu Xingzhi have the illusion that he had no bones and no flesh under his skin and would return to the wind at any time.
Quiet and gentle soft road: "I am calling for a trip to buy wine. You should not punish him."
Guangfu Jun: "...Senior brother, he is self-supporting and going out to drink."
Quietly and quietly, he turned his eyes to Xu Xingzhi.
Xu Xingzhi was a little wronged to say with Dawn, Master, you are late, and the two have not confessed.
Qing Jingjun arched the nose of the arch, and the black eyeball gently turned twice, and continued to forcibly defend: "... He went out to buy wine for me, drink two, and it would be fine."
Guangfu Jun: "Senior brother, Fengling rules are so, you must not give up because of his Xu Xingzhi! Let him copy three times "History of Fengling", it is a great advantage!"
Qing Jing Jun with Guangfu Jun bargain: "Do you want it again?"
Guangfu Jun Lisheng: "No!"
Qing Jing Jun soft channel: "...Xiyun."
Guangfu Jun: "..."
Qing Jing Jun Ming's eyes are aimed at Guangfu Jun: "...Xiyun."
Guangfu Jun’s relief for a moment, hurriedly squatting, and turned away from Qing Jingjun’s line of sight:
It’s all over again. It’s on the face of the brother.

Qing Jingjun blinked in the playfulness of Xu Xingzhi behind Guangfujun.
Guangfu Jun is facing him, and he doesn’t know what he is doing now.
He said that he is self-proclaimed by Xu Xing: "The ratio of the list is in our winds, the affairs are complicated, and everything is the same. As the first person of Fengling, you should assist me regardless of the big things, and you can arrange them properly. Go out and fool around, can you understand?"
The author has something to say: Guangfu Jun: ... did not have to discuss!
Qing Jingjun (deep dog eyes): Xiyun...
Guangfu Jun: ... or do we discuss the discussion?
At the same time, the straight man who was unaware of being caught by the two little wolf dogs was sympathetic and mourned for a second.