"There is a river outside Yecheng. I heard that the water is very clear. The people here say that there are gods here. During the New Year and festivals, the people will go to the river to offer sacrifices."
"Luan River."
"Yes, Luanhe." Fu Pi repeated.
Xuancheng tried his best to recall, his mind was running fast, as if many things were flooding him in an instant.
Many years ago, he stood by the river and looked into the distance. There was a fairy there, with fluttering clothes, white as snow, long hair flying, icy muscles and bones, glamorous and extraordinary, the Guanghan Heavenly Palace that cannot be touched, Xuancheng Weep quietly.
His eyes are sore, his heart is sore and painful.
He clutched his chest, as if it was blocked by a pile of boulders, Xuancheng's tears squeezed out of the corners of his eyes, and rolled down along the skin bit by bit.
"Uncle Huang, what's the matter with you?" Fu Pi said calmly, he was not worried about Xuan Cheng's strange behavior at the moment.
"Uncle Huang, you should accompany your father to see it. People here say that there are gods there. Father is an emperor, and he has his own gods to protect him. Uncle Huang, go."
Xuancheng shook his head, "No, I can't go, I can't go."
"Why?"
Xuancheng shook his head all the time, many images flooded his mind instantly, those he had never seen before, were as colorful as a long scroll of mountains and rivers, he saw Murong Chong, Fu Jian, Fu Rong, and, ,, his eyes widened,,
Liang Ren
Why is he here
"Liang Ren." Xuancheng shouted, "It's you."
"Uncle Emperor." Fu Pi still called him calmly.
Xuancheng suddenly became quiet, "I got it, I got it, Pi'er, thank you."
He put up his clothes and ran out like the wind, "Fu Jian, Fu Jian."
Fu Pi raised his lips and smiled, and gently stroked the long hair on his chest with his right hand. He was extremely enchanting. At this moment, he looked like a woman.
Fu Jian was very happy. When he saw Xuancheng rushing to him, panting, "You still followed."
Xuan Cheng defended himself, "You can't get rid of me."
"Is that why?"
"Is there anything else?"
The two walked quietly to the bank of the Luan River, and Fu Jian asked, "Do you believe what the people here say?"
Xuancheng thought for a while, "Are you talking about the gods?"
Fu Jian acquiesced, Xuancheng said, "I didn't believe it before."
"Do you believe it now?" Fu Jian asked back.
Xuancheng's refusal to answer is the default.
Fu Jian said, "I have always believed in it, I have believed it before, I believe it now, and I will believe it in the future, and there is only one god in this world, and that is Phoenix."
Xuan Cheng said, "Is this why you trapped Murong Chong?"
Fu Jian was silent.
"You don't love him?" Xuancheng asked.
Fu Jian remained silent.
Xuan Cheng said, "You use him?"
Fu Jian was still silent, but Xuancheng couldn't be silent. He changed from a sneer to a wry smile, "I don't believe it. You don't love Murong Chong, but you tied him up. Although you believe in love at first sight, I prefer to believe in love at first sight." Love for a long time, you and Murong Chong, neither one can escape."
Fu Jian turned his head to stare at him, the ice on the Luan River was covered with a thick layer.
"Brother, you think so." He sighed, "Well, that's how it is."
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Carrying the bags on his back, he went on an instant trip, Xuancheng called his self-willedness this time.
But this journey is too complicated.
Without Fu Jian, Xuancheng thought, it must have been a wonderful trip.
They stayed in Yecheng for less than five days. On the afternoon of the fifth day, Xuancheng said that he wanted to leave, but Fu Jian did not object. Fu Pi persuaded him, but Xuancheng was very persistent, so it was like this, and Xuancheng felt a little cold in his heart. , Why do you have to go in the evening every time you leave a place, and sleep in the wilderness at night.
Fu Jian didn't complain, Xuancheng also enjoyed it, sleeping outside at night was actually not a kind of enjoyment.