When he woke up again, Bai Fanlu found that he was sleeping on a soft bed.
As soon as he moved his fingers, he was held by someone, "Lin Qiu."
It was Muyunhe, and Bai Fanlu just wanted to sit up when he felt a strange pain in his body, and his legs felt sore for a while, and he couldn't use his strength at all.
Everything before coma was played back like a movie in his mind, Bai Fanlu suddenly remembered what happened, blushed, quickly withdrew his hand from someone, and retracted into the quilt.
Mu Yunhe only heard a low laugh, "Are you shy?"
Bai Fanlu silently said, "..."
Mu Yunhe put his hand on his forehead, "Fortunately, the fever is gone."
Hearing that the fever subsided, Bai Fanlu was in a daze for a moment. After a brief flash, Mu Yunhe had already wrapped his arms around his shoulders, gently lifted him up, and pressed a glass of water to his lips.
I felt my voice was hoarse, so I quickly finished drinking from the water glass.
"anything else?"
Bai Fanlu shook his head. Mu Yunhe put him to lie down again, got up to put the cup down, and sat down by the bed again.
"This is the inn in Wenquan Town. It is only two days away from Hengchang. I have asked someone to bring a letter back to the palace. You are weak. We will stay for a few more days before going back. Don't worry."
Hearing Mu Yunhe say the time, Bai Fanlu suddenly remembered a big event!
"Is it your birthday today?"
Mu Yunhe didn't expect that the first sentence he said was to confirm this first, "You slept all day and all night, my birthday passed yesterday."
Bai Fanlu's voice trembled suddenly, "... over?"
What about the catastrophe? Why didn't the catastrophe come? How could he still be in the chess game
"What happened to you when I fell asleep?" Bai Fanlu asked again in disbelief.
His suddenly serious expression and tone made Mu Yunhe also nervous.
"Lin Qiu, what's wrong with you? I brought you to Wenquan Town, and stayed here the whole time, nothing happened."
Nothing happened? How can this be
Bai Fanlu asked, "...Didn't the Taoist say that you will encounter life-and-death matters on your birthday..."
Mu Yunhe suddenly realized, "So you are worried about this. He said it was his 22nd birthday. I just turned 21 yesterday. Besides, I am married to you, so it should be resolved..."
Bai Fanlu's face darkened, and he realized that there was a mistake in his words, "You just said it was your 21st birthday?"
"That's right." Mu Yunhe said with a smile, "You forgot, we've been together before."
"But you clearly said..."
Bai Fanlu suddenly realized that when he asked Mu Yunhe's birthday when he was born, he really didn't ask how old he was. He thought that what he asked by default was how long before his life and death.
And the process of combining horoscopes can indeed be seen, but because Bai Fan doesn't know the geometry of Nian Geng and has a preconceived impression, he didn't bother to confirm it.
But
"Since you still have more than a year to come to the point of life and death that the Taoist said, why is the princess so anxious to get us married?"
"Huh?" Mu Yunhe didn't quite understand this matter yet.
From his reaction, Bai Fanlu basically believed that Mu Yunhe didn't intend to lie to him with such a big matter, after all, he once said that if he didn't want to, he would give himself more time to cultivate his relationship.
Slowing down his tone, Bai Fanlu said, "I asked when your birthday was, but I actually wanted to ask you how long it was before your 22nd birthday..."
"..." Mu Yunhe was momentarily confused.
"You also said that if I don't believe it, I should ask the princess, otherwise she wouldn't be in such a hurry. I thought there were really only twenty days left."
This oolong made a fuss... Bai Fanlu suddenly felt powerless.
Mu Yunhe was silent for a while, "My mother has always been in a hurry, after all, she would have been relieved if she settled down one day earlier, she might not know, so you misunderstood..."
Bai Fanlu sighed, in the final analysis, he still blamed himself, so he didn't confirm a few more words.
But Bai Fanlu's sigh made Mu Yunhe's heart twitch slightly, "Lin Qiu, if you knew that I still have more than a year left, wouldn't you agree to me?"
Bai Fanlu was taken aback, the answer was obvious, if he had known that there was still one year left, he would not have agreed to get married so soon.
But at this moment, he couldn't say the answer.
"It turns out that you were really just for that prophecy..." Mu Yunhe's voice sounded full of loneliness.
Bai Fanlu wanted to say no, but at the beginning it really was.
Now that the two have just connected with each other and have the closest relationship, there is obviously no need to entangle these things now.
One year is just one year, Bai Fanlu thought, he spends more time with each other for no reason, and after returning home, he still has to face those disputes between immortals and demons. This year's ease can be regarded as earned, and he should feel lucky.
"Azhan..."
"I see!"
As soon as he called out, he was interrupted by Mu Yunhe, "I know what you mean, so there's no need to say it."
When Bai Fanlu heard that this was the prelude to a misunderstanding, before he could explain, Mu Yunhe stood up hurriedly, "I'll go to the back kitchen to see if the porridge is ready, you should rest for a while."
"Zhan! I'm not—"
The door was closed with a slam, and Bai Fanlu's mind was also emptied with the slam, and he realized the seriousness of the matter.
With Mu Yunhe's single-minded temperament, I'm afraid he really wants to dig into a dead end, thinking that what he said and did the night before yesterday was all to trick him for his birthday.
Bai Fanlu wanted to catch up with the man, but he couldn't sit up, he was holding onto the side of the bed and was about to turn over.
Suddenly the door creaked open again, and Bai Fanlu said pleasantly, "Ah Zhan, you are not allowed to go, come and listen to me."
Seeing him leaning against the bed, unable to move, Mu Yunhe couldn't stop his heartache. He walked to the bed and held Bai Fanlu's hand, "I won't go."
He said dully again, "If I really want to leave, I won't be back so soon. I... I'm actually at the door, and I haven't gone anywhere."
Bai Fanlu was amused by him, and his heart suddenly warmed up again, this idiot, sometimes he can be very capable, but sometimes he is very stupid.
"Do you think I agreed to be with you because of your birthday?"
"Yes." Mu Yunhe answered unambiguously.
"You are right when you say that." Bai Fanlu felt the hand holding him tighten suddenly, and couldn't help sighing in his heart, "You don't think about it carefully, as for me, I wronged myself for someone who didn't care. pay for this?"
As a man, he is willing to marry in a woman's clothes and even be subservient to others. Now that he has put everything into it, isn't that enough proof
Mu Yunhe was still in a daze, as if he hadn't figured it out yet.
It was rare for Bai Fanlu to take advantage of words, so he patted him on the shoulder at this time, pretending to be gentle and said, "My good brother, you are still too tender."
He laughed in a good mood as he spoke, but he unexpectedly felt unspeakable pain in his body, and suddenly gasped, Mu Yunhe seemed to be relieved.
"Did you just tease me?" he asked.
"Is there?" Bai Fanlu pretended to be stupid under the quilt.
"Yes!" Mu Yunhe leaned down angrily, grinding and biting that swollen mouth until it swelled up before he settled his suspicions.
Bai Fanlu was kissed so warmly that he smiled and said, "Is this turning hostility into friendship? I thought that such a competitive person as Little Prince Mu must be depressed for a while?"
Mu Yunhe said on his lips, "Turn hostility into friendship?"
He stroked Bai Fanlu's waist with his hand, "When you have the strength, it's better for us to turn jade into weapons."
"..." The little prince who opened meat has matured, and he is really not easy to mess with.
"What happened to your shoulder injury?" Changed the subject.
"It doesn't matter, I can do it with one hand..."
Then there was a rustle of wheezing and panting, Bai Fanlu was forced to realize that his hand was "how capable".
However, human nature still exists, and in the midst of his repeated pleas for forgiveness, someone is finally willing to end this sweet punishment.
After feeding Bai Fanlu porridge, and then "semi-forced" to give him medicine, Mu Yunhe was satisfied and hugged his embarrassed daughter-in-law, and the two of them nestled together to catch up on sleep.
Before falling into a coma and sleeping for a day and a night, Bai Fanlu was completely unconscious and had no dreams, but this time when he fell asleep again, new signs of dreams appeared faintly.
Just before that dream, Bai Fanlu heard the system remind.
Didi: "There is a new message that the brain has not received, do you want to read it again?"
Bai Fanlu remembered that he had indeed heard a strange sound before he fell into a coma. It turned out to be the system, so he chose Yes.
Didi: "Congratulations for completing the hidden event 'Grass, smoke, light and rain', and get the reward 'Puppet·Mirror'."
Didi: "The first 80% of the event's progress was disturbed by abnormal energy, and all of it has been erased. Now it is 100% covered by the new progress. You can spend 'reader's brain hole' fragments x 3 to detect the source of abnormal energy. Do you want to implement it?"
Abnormal energy? Bai Fanlu chose yes as soon as he heard it.
Didi: "Judging the source of interference energy, 'ancient mirror is not dust'."
really this
Bai Fanlu had guessed before that his blank memory was wiped out by Fei Chen, but he remained in doubt, and there was no direct evidence to prove it.
So this means that 80% of the hidden event "grass-colored smoke and light rain" has been completed, because it wasn't the dust that wiped out all the memories related to the mirror image, so this 80% also disappeared.
Then it must be directly related to the mirror image that once existed.
Bai Fanlu asked in his heart, what exactly is this hidden incident referring to? It’s hard to tell just by a single line of poetry.
System: It is allowed to view the event review of the completed event. Do you want to review it now
Baifan Road is the natural choice.
It is faster than a video website, without waiting for loading, a clear picture begins to appear in the mind, but as soon as the progress bar reaches 1%, Bai Fanlu urgently calls to stop.
Fortunately, this system is quite smart, and the brakes are fast.
It's just that the images featuring him and Mu Yunhe as the protagonists couldn't get out of his mind, Bai Fanlu blushed and asked, "Are you sure you mean this kind of thing?"
Didi: This question cannot be recognized, please ask again.
Bai Fanlu took a deep breath, well he understood, although this poem is very euphemistic, but now it is connected and looked at the words "grass, smoke, light and rain", it is really not just a scene.
So, the 80% that has been completed before, the memory erased by Bu Chen, Yun Zhan and the obliterated mirror image, and the 100% between him and Muyunhe...
Bai Fanlu can basically deduce that some things happened between him and Yun Zhan in that memory, but they didn't complete the process.
This sudden guess made Bai Fanlu flustered. He had already accepted the fact that he had unusual feelings for Yun Zhan, but what he didn't expect was that they might have been very close once, but those memories were all gone.
what is the reason behind the scene? Bai Fanlu was eager to find out the truth.
He suddenly remembered, "What is 'Puppet Mirror Image'?"
Didi: "'Puppet·Mirror Mirror', a rare kind of puppet in the world, can replace the owner to enter any mirror and spy on the inner world. It needs to be manipulated by puppet technique. The difficulty of manipulation depends on the strength of the mirror soul."
Bai Fanlu, "What is Mirror Soul?"
Didi: "The guardian of the mirror, the person who must be defeated to break through the mirror world."
Bai Fanlu probably understood that in order to use this puppet, he first had to know the puppet technique, and second, he had to have sufficient strength.
And the original owner of the puppet art will only be able to do it after becoming a demon king. Does he have to be like this to cultivate it
There is no puppetry in the fairy world, only the demon world has it...
Bai Fanlu was thinking about it when he suddenly heard someone saying, "Where did you get your strength?"
It became clearer, it was Qi Zhao's voice, "Why did you suddenly have such evil magic power? And that person today, is it you who manipulated it? Is this..."
"It's just a puppet."
Mo Jiuli's voice was light, as if to say that the weather is fine today.
Knowing that he was in a dream again, Bai Fanlu heard Mo Jiuli say "puppet" again, so he quickly held his breath and listened to what the two were talking about.
It's just that the surrounding fog is curling up, and it's still a little muggy. Where are they
There was the sound of water, and Mo Jiuli walked down the jade steps and sat by the side of a circular pool with his legs submerged in the water.
"I'm going to take a bath. If the emperor has nothing else to do, please avoid it."
Qi Zhao didn't leave, instead he strode to the side of the pool, and stretched out his hand to explore, "The Spring of Sunshine is specially designed to suppress Yin and evil spirits, A Li, what are you doing?"
Qi Zhao put his palm on Mo Jiuli's shoulder. He was only wearing a thin silk dress at the moment, with a belt around his waist, and the skirt was half-opened to his lower abdomen before being closed.
Quite different from the indifferent and alienated temperament before, today's Mo Jiuli is vaguely more...indescribably charming.
It's just that the words he said were still cold, "What I'm doing doesn't seem to have anything to do with the god?"
Mo Jiuli gathered his clothes quietly and turned slightly to avoid it.
But Qi Zhao's hand was still resting on his shoulder, seeing that his tone seemed displeased, he was about to let go, but suddenly he moved his hand.
"Ali, what's going on? You—"
Mo Jiuli said in a deep voice, "Let go..."
The voice was so strong that even Bai Fanlu could tell something was wrong, and he also vaguely felt that there seemed to be some unusually familiar aura fluctuating around Mo Jiuli.
It's overcast and cold, like a poisonous snake...
Qi Zhao clasped Mo Jiuli's left wrist, as if to feel his pulse.
At the same time, Bai Fanlu felt a heat bubbling in from the surrounding air, which was gentle but irresistible, and instantly dissipated most of the icy air surrounding Mo Jiuli.
Those two people turned into cross-legged posture at some point, Qi Zhao supported Mo Jiuli's shoulder with one hand, and held his left wrist with the other.
And through the cloth on the shoulders, Qi Zhao's palms were burning brightly, and his whole body was also shrouded in a red halo.
Mo Jiuli faced Qi Zhao silently, and a dark purple mist was slowly forming between the five fingers of his right hand.
Bai Fanlu watched Mo Jiulin's movements, and for some reason had the illusion that he was about to give Qi Zhao a slap.
The sound of the spring water surging from the ground was very clear, and the whole hall was extremely quiet, and a needle could be heard falling. The hanging curtains around the hall were blown up by the night wind and swayed, sometimes violently and sometimes soothingly.
Along with the beating of the wrist pulse, there is still a steady stream of divine power pouring into Mo Jiuli's body.
Bai Fanlu seemed to be able to see them spread from the meridians in all directions to all parts of his body, making his whole body seem to be wrapped by Qi Zhao's divine power, making him airtight.
Mo Jiuli struggled and wanted to stand up.
"Don't move! Do you want to die?" Qi Zhao growled.
Just as Mo Jiuli was about to refute, he met Qi Zhao's gaze, then quickly turned his head away, and made no other moves.
After a while, Qi Zhao finally let out a long breath, "You bastard, obviously your body hasn't recovered, but you still want to be brave."
Mo Jiuli said, "Mind your own business."
"Forget it, it doesn't matter if you don't want to say it, the gods on the left and right will protect you."
Mo Jiuli seemed to glance at Qi Zhao, but said nothing.
Qi Zhao leaned back slightly, picked up a bunch of half-wet hair on Mo Jiuli's shoulder, held it in his hand and stroked it carefully.
Wherever the aura passes, not only the clothes, but also the hair is thoroughly dried, making it extra soft and smooth.
"Well, the hair is already so long..." Qi Zhao sighed, unable to put it down.
Mo Jiuli automatically ignored his nonsense, tilted his head slightly, and the lock of hair slipped away from Qi Zhao's hands.
"I just thank God for your help."
"Thank you? Haha! Then tell me, how do you thank me?" Qi Zhao asked obviously intentionally, propping his chin.
Mo Jiuli was unmoved, "Shen Jun was joking, how can there be anything in today's world that a Shen Jun can't ask for, and need a mere thank you gift? Besides, Shen Jun must be very clear, even if you don't help me just now, I will help you." He is fully capable of saving himself."
Does this count as crossing the river and tearing down the bridge? Bai Fanlu thought to himself.
But Qi Zhao still smiled, "If you dare to do what you want, it's unnecessary for me to save you?"
"About that."
"quibble-"
Unexpectedly, Qi Zhao suddenly rushed forward, and Mo Jiuli dodged sideways.
Qi Zhao is not a fuel-efficient lamp either, so he quickly reached out with his left hand, grabbed Mo Jiuli's waist, and then slammed his whole body forward with the bully, restraining him under him.
Mo Jiuli was taken aback, "You..."
Qi Zhao said with dissatisfaction, "A Li, I've been waiting for you for a full month, but you're lucky, and you're going to repeat your old tricks, and you want to leave when you run out?"
Mo Jiuli snorted coldly, "What does the god want?"
Qi Zhao didn't answer right away, he lowered his head slightly, and looked at Mo Jiuli, his skin as white as jade was set against his shiny black hair, the two formed an extremely sharp contrast.
"It's so beautiful!" Qi Zhao laughed.
Mo Jiuli seemed to be taken aback for a moment, as if he had just realized what he was referring to, "... I am not a woman, so I can't take these two words. I advise you to be careful when speaking."
Qi Zhao shook his head, and gave a low laugh twice, the low and casual laugh, as if the excitement was still unfinished, he got closer and closer to Mo Jiuli, even the tip of his nose almost touched his earlobe.
"Well, it's still very fragrant..."
Bai Fanlu's heart thumped a little, this is the ultimate molestation, right
But this is not over yet, Qi Zhao is condescending at this time, occupying a favorable position, his hand is still holding Mo Jiuli's wrist, and he seems to be restraining his veins.
In short, Mo Jiuli just lay there motionless, as if his acupuncture points had been tapped.
Beside the two of them, Qi Zhao's hair hung down and overlapped with Mo Jiuli's hair scattered on the ground. There were a few strands of deep purple faintly hidden in the deep black, which seemed to be shining brightly.
Qi Zhao was also looking at that hair, "Ali, look at our hair is entangled now, tell me, what does it look like?"
"..."
"Does it look like... knotted hair?"
Bai Fanlu clicked his tongue secretly, feeling that the atmosphere was not very good.
Sure enough, at the next moment, Qi Zhao flickered and was thrown towards the center of the pool.
In the splashing water, Emperor Zhaohe fell into the bottom of the pool together with his dreamy bubbles.
When he came out again, he yelled, "Good Mo Jiuli, now you know how to deal with me with some evil spells? You treacherous and heartless man!"
Mo Jiuli sneered, "A heartless man?"
"Aren't you just a heartless man!" Qi Zhao said while wiping his face, "You just swore to each other with me last night, and today you are going to murder your husband!"
Hearing this "murder of her husband", Bai Fanlu almost didn't laugh out loud, this Qi Zhao was stunned to compete with Mu Yunhe.
Mo Jiuli probably also laughed angrily, "When will I swear each other to you, why don't I know?"
"Just last night, you said what you want to do in your next life, and I said what you want to do in my next life, do you dare to admit it?"
"..." Mo Jiuli really didn't deny it.
Bai Fanlu was a little curious, what exactly did they say about the next life? But it's a pity that Mo Jiuli didn't take the trouble. He gathered his clothes and got up to leave.
Qi Zhao laughed loudly from behind, "You dare to leave now, because you recognized me just now."
Mo Jiuli only paused for a moment, but still walked out.
But Qi Zhao still didn't give up, and continued to shout behind him, "Anyway, in the next life, you will be a painter and take Mo as your friend, so your name will be Mo. And what about me..."
The sound faded a little at the end.
Bai Fanlu felt that the dream was about to dissipate, but when he heard that ink word, his heart shook.
However, there is more to come.
In the ethereal hall, water vapor followed Qi Zhao's thick voice, and every drop of water seemed to carry that echo.
He said, "The body of the pure yang, the god of the most pure, this is the name you gave me, and the water is very clear, so it is 'zhan'."
"You are Mo, I am Zhan, Ali, I will remember."
"I will look for you in the next life, you can't escape!"
"Did you hear that? Never mind!"
The author has something to say: Bai Xiaolu: That’s how my name came from Yungou Zhan: That’s how my name came from +1
Bai Xiaolu: Not too bad
Yungou Zhan: Not so much +1... No! Of course it would be great if the senior brother took it!
Author: ... In short, I have nothing to do with the rain (Looking at the sky)