Although her hand was injured, Lin Rufei had no dreams that night. When she woke up the next day, her disturbing cough was much better.
While Fu Hua was serving him in the wash, Yu Rui also brought breakfast. Although Lin Rufei didn't really want to eat it, she still reluctantly drank half a bowl of porridge under the resentful gaze of the maid. While being persuaded by Fu Hua to drink the rest, Lin Rufei heard a soft knock on the door, and then the voice of the elder brother Lin Minzhi came in: "Little Ji."
"Big brother." Lin Rufei responded.
Lin Minzhi pushed open the door and entered, saw Lin Rufei who was sitting at the table frowning at the food, and smiled: "If you don't want to eat it, don't eat it."
"But the eldest son, the son has been ill these few days and has hardly eaten. If he doesn't eat any more today, his body may not be able to support it." Fu Hua said faintly.
Yurui also agreed, saying that our son wouldn't eat well, so he couldn't get used to it.
Lin Minzhi said: "Nothing, I instructed Wan Yao to make some refreshing medicated meals, so I brought Xiao Jiu over there."
When Fuhua Yurui heard the words, she didn't persuade any more, bowed her head and saluted, and withdrew with Yurui.
"Little Leek, let's go." Lin Minzhi said warmly.
Lin Rufei thought for a moment: "Brother, you ask Fu Hua to push the wheelchair in, and I'll go over there in the wheelchair."
Wan Yao lived on the top of the mountain. If he wanted to go there, he would have to fly with his sword. If Lin Rufei was not in a wheelchair, he could only be held by Lin Minzhi. After all, he was a man.
Lin Minzhi sighed with a half-smile but not a smile: "Little Ji has grown up, but my brother misses the time when he and Tian Jue held you and played everywhere when he was a child."
Lin Rufei was at a loss for words. Although she knew that her eldest brother was making fun of herself, she was still a little embarrassed. When he was young, he was small and thin. Although he was not a few years younger than his two older brothers, he was a lot smaller in size. There were some areas on Kunlun Mountain that only Yu Jian could go to, and the two brothers flew around with him in their arms. At that time, they didn't feel that there was anything wrong. It was not until now that Lin Rufei was getting older, it seemed that something was wrong.
Lin Minzhi stopped teasing Lin Rufei and asked Fu Hua to provide Lin Rufei with thick winter clothes and a wheelchair.
The top of the mountain is different from the bottom of the mountain. The spring under the mountain is strong, but the top of the mountain is covered with snow, and no one is seen for thousands of miles. It is very quiet.
Protected by Lin Minzhi's sword qi, Lin Rufei didn't feel too cold. The two walked up from the courtyard with their swords and quickly arrived at the courtyard where Wan Yao was.
The yard was made of bluestone, and there was only one room. From a long distance away, I could see a smoke rising from the white snow, which made the scene in the deserted scene with a little more firework.
Lin Minzhi pushed Lin Rufei into the courtyard.
Wan Yao had been staying in the house for a long time. Seeing Lin Rufei and Lin Minzhi coming, he smiled and said, "Xiao Jiu, long time no see."
Lin Rufei called Mr. Juwan.
Wan Yao was about the same age as his father, but if he only looked at his appearance, he looked like a young man younger than Lin Rufei. The eyelashes are as white as the snow in the early winter.
"Let's eat something first." Wan Yao made a gesture of invitation.
On the wooden table in front of him are all kinds of exquisite food, all kinds of delicious food.
Although Lin Rufei had no appetite, she couldn't refuse senior's kindness, so she picked up the bamboo chopsticks and started eating bit by bit. Wan Yao and Lin Minzhi also moved their chopsticks, and the two chatted about some things within the party, most of which were related to the sword club that was opened in the past few days. Lin Rufei's father, Lin Qionglou, has been in retreat since five years ago, and has not yet come out. As the eldest son, Lin Minzhi has taken over all the affairs of the faction for some years.
The matter of retreat can range from a few months to a few years, and when it will come out is always unknown.
They chatted, Lin Rufei was chewing the food slowly, Wan Yao's cooking skills have always been good, the bland soft tofu is stewed in chicken juice, and then served with a slightly sweet shredded elixir, the taste is fragrant and smooth. It's delicious too. It's just that Lin Rufei has always had a bad appetite, so after eating half a bowl, she stopped using her chopsticks.
Wan Yaozheng and Lin Minzhi talked about Gu Feiyu who had a sword battle with Lin Bianyu a few days ago.
"The fourth son of the Gu family is quite interesting." Wan Yao casually said, "I have also seen his heavy front, he is a good sword, but since Tian Jue participated in the sword club, then this plan will not cost his family. Kind of boring."
Lin Minzhi nodded: "Since Tian Jue is gone, shouldn't there be too many twists and turns in this sword meeting?"
Wan Yao said: "In a few years, maybe it won't be the case."
Lin Minzhi said: "Oh?"
Wan Yao said with a smile: "I just got the news that six iron-gold walnuts were born on the He's Shushu tree."
Lin Minzhi raised his eyebrows: "Really?"
Wan Yao nodded: "Of course it's true." He looked at Lin Rufei, who was sitting beside him, and said, "Xiao Jiu, have you been out for a walk recently?"
Lin Rufei replied, "I've been ill for the past few days, and I haven't gone out."
Wan Yao said to Lin Minzhi, "You should have told Xiao Jiu earlier."
Lin Minzhi sighed: "Tian Jue doesn't want to..."
Wan Yao said: "He, it hurts to think of Xiao Jiu as a glazed doll. If you hold it in your hand, you may fall, and if you put it in your mouth, you may melt. With him, Xiao Jiu's fingers can be broken for a long time. ." He used the appearance of the young man to express his bitterness, "You can't let him be like this in the future."
Lin Minzhi was helpless: "He has a great mouth, I can't say enough about him."
Wan Yao said: "Okay, on the Kunlun Mountains, I'm afraid there are more people who are afraid of him than you are afraid of you."
Lin Minzhi was dumbfounded.
Unlike Lin Bianyu's gentle demeanor, Lin Minzhi, the successor of the head of the family, is very powerful. In front of outsiders, his emotions are rarely exposed, and only in front of relatives will he show a little. But Lin Rufei knew very well that his iron-faced eldest brother was actually much more soft-hearted than his second brother. For some things, it was easier to ask Lin Bianyu than to ask him.
But these things are not enough for outsiders, and everyone thinks that Lin Minzhi is not easy to get along with.
Lin Rufei smiled when she saw that Lin Minzhi was speechless by Wan Yao.
Wan Yao said again: "Xiao Jiu, come with me." He waved to Lin Rufei, motioning for Lin Rufei to follow him to the back room.
Lin Rufei got up, gathered the fox fur, and followed Wan Yao in.
Lin Minzhi sat on the spot, picked up the hot tea, and took a sip. He raised his eyes and looked out the window. Outside, the snow was blowing and it was white. He couldn't see the distant mountains or smell the spring, just like Lin Rufei's pale eyes, I don't know when the snow will melt.
There is a huge sand table in the back room of Wan Yao, which is used for daily divination. He stopped beside the sand table and motioned for Lin Rufei to sit across from him.
Wan Yao said: "Xiao Jiu, look at the sand table and tell me what you saw." He waved his long sleeves as he spoke, and then spread out the sand on the sand table.
Lin Rufei became slightly nervous, and he said, "Mr. Wan, are you trying to fortune for me again?"
Wan Yao smiled lightly: "That's right."
Lin Rufei hummed, and then set her eyes on the sand table. Gradually, the sand on the sand table began to creep slowly, as if it had life, and slowly formed some abstract patterns. Lin Rufei was a little dazed at first, but as time passed, these patterns gradually became clear. Lin Rufei saw two fish on the sand table.
The two struggling fish seemed to be dying of thirst at any moment. They were in a small puddle, twisting their bodies and spitting out bubbles one by one, trying to wet each other with difficulty.
Lin Rufei suddenly felt a little dizzy, and stretched out her hand to support the sand table. The picture turned around, and one of the two fish jumped out of the puddle, as if swimming into the wide sea, disappeared, and gradually disappeared.
The sandbox calmed down.
Lin Rufei's face turned pale, and Wan Yao quickly helped him sit down.
"Little Jiu?" He called Lin Rufei's name with some worry.
Lin Rufei forced a smile and said, "Mr. Wan, I don't quite understand."
"What did you see?" Wan Yao asked.
Lin Rufei intermittently told Wan Yao what he had just seen, but Wan Yao became more and more silent. : "Hu Yimo, forget the rivers and lakes... Which one will Xiao Jiu choose?"
This is the story of Zhuangzi.
Everyone in the world uses each other to help each other and praises those who share weal and woe. The fish trapped in the rut can only spit bubbles to wet each other's bodies in order to survive, but they don't know the last sentence of mutual help, it is better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes. The sea is wide and the fish leaps. If you give up your attachment, you can see the vast ocean, but you don't have to be trapped in the small wheel marks.
Lin Rufei had read Zhuangzi and understood these principles.
"I don't know." Lin Rufei smiled pale, "But a few years ago, didn't Mr. Wan make a divination for me..."
Wan Yao said: "Life is endless, hexagrams are like ten thousand lives, and some people's lives cannot be predicted."
Lin Rufei's eyes suddenly brightened.
Wan Yao said, "Forget it, if I ask you now, you may not understand yourself." He had white hair and a compassionate expression like a Buddha sitting upright in a temple, "It's good to go back and think slowly, that peach tree is indeed It’s your chance, although luck and misfortune are unpredictable, but it’s better than life in this backwater.”
Lin Rufei bowed her hands in salute.
The two were talking, but there was a bird chirping outside the house. Lin Rufei looked up, but saw a beautiful green-feathered eagle parked on the window edge.
He knew this eagle, and it was Lin Bianyu's messenger, but Lin Bianyu would come directly to the door for anything on weekdays, and he rarely used it.
"Yo, Xiao Qingluan, why are you here?" Wan Yao smiled and stretched out his hand, and Qingluan flew into the house and landed on his arm.
Wan Yao said: "But what is the urgent matter of Tian Jue?"
Qingluan opened her mouth and made the same voice as Lin Bianyu, but the voice was a little gloomy. Lin Bianyu said, "Let my eldest brother come to Qianshan immediately, and someone came up the mountain with Qionghua Order."
When Wan Yao and Lin Rufei heard this, their expressions changed slightly.
The Qionghua Token is a token that only the head of the Kunlun faction can issue. Holders of this order, regardless of their status or origin, must meet any requirements of the Kunlun faction.
This Qionghua Ling has not appeared in the world for a hundred years, and now it suddenly appears, but there is a kind of imminent rain.
The author has something to say: The two older brothers are sour: the younger brother is too old to be hugged.
Lin Rufei: ... I'm in my twenties!
Two older brothers: Twenty-something is also a younger brother, and you will always be a younger brother.
Lin Rufei: Why do I feel like you are cursing