Qi Yin was buried in Fu Lan's arms and cried so hard that her face was flushed. Fu Lan patted his back lightly, took off his outer clothes, and covered him with a quilt. The black cat squatted beside his head, wiped his tears with his furry claws, and said, "It's still the same as when I was a child. When I cry, I just wow, I can't get angry."
"Do you want to see Xiaoyu?" Fu Lan asked.
"What?" Qi Yin's eyes were swollen like fish bubbles, and he barely opened the slit to see that Fu Lan was lying beside his face, staring at him quietly. Qi Yin had cried enough, and the stagnation in her heart dissipated a little. She saw that the plain white satin on Fu Lan's chest was wet, and it was he who was wet from crying.
Fu Lan didn't care, he held down his hand, and small azure fish sprang from the palms of the two, and spread out in the silent and dark bed. The small fish circled and merged into a blue tide, circling and flying around Qi Yin. Fu Lan said, "When you cry when you are young, you won't cry when I show you the little fish."
The black cat got into Qi Yin's arms to sleep, Qi Yin hugged it, raised his hand and wiped his face, and said, "I'm much better, brother, it's all right." He lay on his back, looking at the flying fish above his head, and said, "Brother, , I saw my father, he is a very good person. I regret calling him Goujianxian all the time, he is not a dog at all, really. If the day my mother gave birth to me, he returned home, He must be the best dad in the world in the future."
As he spoke, he became sad again, and Dou Da's tears fell down and flowed into his temples along the corners of his eyes. Qi Yin covered his eyes with his arms and pursed his lips for a while. Fu Lan leaned over, broke off Qi Yin's body, slightly lifted his head, put him on his right arm, and patted his back with his left hand. It was the same when he was a child. Fu Lan slept with him in the same bed. He would not sleep at night, kicking the quilt and talking, and Fu Lan patted his little body lightly, his body was soft, like a pat on it cotton. Now that he has grown up and his body has become a lot tougher, Fu Lan is still gentle, for fear of hurting him.
"Brother, my heart hurts." Qi Yin said.
Fu Lan pressed his chest and said, "Knead it."
"You can't touch a man's chest, brother." Qi Yin glanced at him complainingly.
Fu Lan retracted her hand, "I'm sorry."
"Forget it." Qi Yin sighed, "Brother, the old monster said he wanted my body."
"No," Fu Lan hugged him tightly, "Xiao Yin is mine."
"Relax, the soldiers will block it, and the water will cover it," the black cat muttered. "Even if you can't beat it, you have to remove some of his parts so that he won't get any benefits."
Qi Yin hugged the black cat tightly and said, "I'll practice swords well, and wait for him to come and fight with us. My father is also true, why didn't he give me an empowerment to pass on the practice, it's written in the book."
The black cat was silent, the eyelids fought, and gradually began to purr.
"Brother," Qi Yin shouted again, but this time he didn't say anything. After a long silence, he whispered, "I miss you so much."
Fu Lan was stunned for a moment and looked at him blankly. In the dark shadow of the bedside, the boy's dark eyes were sad and mourning. When he was silent, he always looked lonely and sad, like a lost child who couldn't find his way home.
Qi Yin leaned forward, buried his face in his arms, and said sullenly, "I missed you when I was in the tomb of the gods, and I missed you when I killed the big spider that my father turned into, and look in Liulizi. I also miss you when my dad's memories. Brother, I miss you so much."
"I miss you too, Xiao Yin." Fu Lan hugged him back.
"You lied, you ran away without saying a word, and jumped down the dangling steps with Master Cat. I didn't even tell you. You took Master Cat, not me."
Fu Lan wanted to explain, but he was so stupid, he didn't know what to say after thinking about it for a long time. He always felt that the more he talked about it, the more angry his brother would be. In the end, he could only lower his eyelashes in frustration and said, "I'm sorry."
The two didn't speak, the room was quiet, the moonlight passed over the raised eaves and penetrated into the paper window, spreading like a cold wave on the icy brick floor. Qi Yin opened her eyes and said, "Brother, I'm so sad that I can't sleep."
"Hum the tune for you." Fu Lan said.
"What song?" Qi Yin asked, subconsciously thinking, couldn't it be "decent love under the gods' case"
"When the moon is full in Bashan, there will be a flute in the wind. Legend has it that it was left by a great witch." Fu Lan touched the top of his soft hair, "When I was a child, I would sing this as a lullaby for you."
Qi Yin nodded and closed his eyes. The faint tune sounded in the ear, Fu Lan's voice was low and soft, and the tune was long and lingering, like a person telling endless longing. Qi Yin's heart was sad and quiet, and in a trance, he seemed to see the full moon in Bashan, and the moonlight was like a fine snow. The hoof sound of the white deer was hidden in the slender tune, getting closer and closer.
Qi Yin fell asleep.
Early the next morning, it was just dawn, so Qi Yin went to the small courtyard of Zhonggu Mountain to find Fang Xinxiao. The bug she was talking about was probably the moth that Wu Yuli planted on her body. Otherwise, how could Wu Yuli know exactly what happened in the tomb of the gods? It must be some connection between this moth and him. When he got there, Fang Xinxiao's face was as white as paper, but it was a little empty, and there was nothing serious. In order to make sure that everything was fine, Qi Yin pressed her wrist and probed for her pulse. Fang Xinxiao blushed and said, "Senior Brother Yin, thank you for caring about me so much."
"They're both brothers and sisters, so why not see the outside world, it's a trivial matter." Qi Yin smiled.
Fang Xinxiao held the corner of his clothes and hesitated for a while, then took out a neatly folded plain white handkerchief from his arms and put it in Qi Yin's hand.
"Oh, want me to hand it over to my brother?" Qi Yin didn't even look at it, and stuffed it into the Qiankun bag.
"No!" Fang Xinxiao's palm-sized face was completely red, "When I was in the tomb of the gods, once at the human-faced demon and once at the apse of the cocoon, Senior Brother Yin rescued me twice. Later, I was in secret. Dian... You don't blame me, you still care about my little injury. This is thank you, I gave it to you, don't dislike it."
"For me?" Qi Yin was stunned, and said, "No need, I already have a handkerchief, which my brother embroidered for me." Qi Yin returned the handkerchief to her, and took out her little fish handkerchief for her. Look, there is pride on his face, inexplicably showing off, "Look, my brother is good at craftsmanship."
"..." Fang Xinxiao stared at the handkerchief for a while and said, "It's much better than me."
"It's alright, if you work harder and practice more, you will be able to catch up with my brother." Qi Yin encouraged her.
Fang Xinxiao glanced at him, said nothing, turned around and ran away. His eyes were red as he left, as if he was about to cry. What's going on here? Qi Yin stayed where he was and didn't return to his senses. The girl gives the handkerchief... Wait, doesn't that mean that? But doesn't she like his brother? Is this empathy? Also... moved to him! Qi Yin suddenly realized. After living for 18 years, finally a girl likes him! Qi Yin was very emotional, but unfortunately the marriage came too late, and he was already a broken sleeve.
He folded Fu Lan's handkerchief and put it back in his pocket, then turned to look for Qing Shi. The Qing-style house was spacious and bright, and when you went in, you could see that Fu Lan and Ye Qingming were both there. His brother was sitting on the Luohan couch and turning over the flower rope, and there were a lot of things like Kongming locks in front of him. They were all given by those seniors from Xianshan, saying that these things are educational and suitable for his brother to play. Qi Yin was speechless, looking at his brother, he was quite fascinated.
He told Qing Shi about the moth again, the old man pondered for a while, took out a scroll from his sleeve, and said, "This is for the teacher to find all the clues about the monster moth over the years, the monster moth in the world. There are many kinds, too many to list, but as long as they are demons, they are all bloodthirsty. If you say Fang Xinxiao has been caught by this moth, he is still unscathed, which is not the same as what I have seen in the past."
Qi Yin looked at Ye Qingming again, hesitatingly said: "Uncle Shi, do you want to check your body, maybe the old monster has planted moths on you."
Ye Qingming waved his hand, "Stop, I don't have that stuff on me. If you don't believe me, I'll strip it all off for you to see now." Angered, he said, "Nephew, it's not that I don't believe you. You said that the demon moth was raised by my senior brother, have you seen it with your own eyes? As long as you go to Changzhou to inquire about him, you don't speak ill of him. Our senior brothers get along for ten years. In the past few years, we won't know who he is? Now, you keep saying that he is the old monster, but it's all one-sided. The old monster has many tricks, and it's possible that he is pretending to be a senior brother. "
That guy Wu Yuli, if that fellow didn't smile and say "I want to take your body", Qi Yin would have a hard time believing that he was a murderous old monster. He has been in Feng for more than ten years, and it is indeed difficult to convince Feng Huanshan that his gentle and kind appearance over the years is a disguise. No, he wasn't acting at all. He can smile at you warmly, like a spring breeze in April, or he can take your life in the most cruel way in the blink of an eye.
Qi Yin didn't argue much, only said: "Uncle Shi is very right, I am arbitrary."
"That's right," Ye Qingming smiled, "We can't wrong a good person."
However, Qi Yin still insisted that Ye Qingming wanted to check himself. Ye Qingming nodded and agreed, followed the Qing style and went behind the screen to undress. Qi Yin turned her head to look, and saw Fu Lan sitting by the window looking at the clear-looking scroll of demon moths. After checking Ye Qingming in the Qing style, he confirmed that there was nothing wrong, and came out: "The moths that this old man knows are all there, the golden horn moth in the southwest border, the grimace luminous moth commonly seen in the mountains, and this one," he said. He pointed to a moth perched on a wine gourd in the middle of the scroll, and upon closer inspection, the moth seemed to have an intoxicated expression on his face, "This old thief is a demon moth in the forbidden land of our Phoenix. Mouse Laibao. The old man once asked him which moth group of the moths in Jiangnan belonged to."
"What does it say?" Qi Yin asked.
"Unseen, unheard of." Qing said.
Turning to look at Fu Lan, and seeing that he was fascinated, Qi Yin asked, "Brother, what did you find?"
"look familiar."
Fu Lan pointed to a moth on the scroll, with colorful wings and two curved eye spots, like a smiling face without a nose and a mouth, with an evil spirit for no reason, much like the one Qi Yin met his father. kind.
"Have you seen it before, Nanjiang? Jiangnan?" Qi Yin sat down and asked. His brother is from southern Xinjiang and has been to Jiangnan again, so he might have seen this moth.
Fu Lan shook her head and said, "No."
"Oh? That's another place, Yunmeng Guze? Didn't you and Cat Master go there to find the wrong book?"
Fu Lan still shook her head, with a confused expression on her face. He thought hard for a while and said, "I don't remember."
Qi Yin looked at his brother, and remembered the skeleton in the White Deer nave. What did Wu Yuli mean when he said that his brother had no parents? What is the relationship between his brother and Wu Yuli? It's impossible, that skeleton is Fu Lan himself, right
"That person," Fu Lan lowered her eyes and stroked the moth on the scroll, "he has something to do with me."
"Brother, do you want to find him?" Qi Yin asked.
Fu Lan nodded, "Find him, ask him who I am," he raised his eyes and looked at Qi Yin with a calm expression, "Then kill him."