"and after?"
Under the ancient locust tree, men and women who had finished their day's work gathered in twos and threes around the gray-haired old man in the middle, urging the next story.
The old man picked up the teapot and took a sip unhurriedly, moistened his throat, and then continued: "Then Yu Shaozhi was the head of the sect for a while. After Emperor Wu gave him the seat, he disappeared. I heard that He also left with his master."
"Huh… "
Gossip is always the most attractive. Upon hearing this, a few ambiguous voices came from the crowd.
"Where did they go?" someone asked.
The old man glanced at him, "I didn't follow them again, come on, let's talk about it, before Emperor Wu unified the township, the immortal gate respected him, and began to build a country and proclaim himself emperor, but soon after the Zen throne was given to the new emperor, the new emperor Then he changed his name back to Xu Jian, and he managed the cultivation world again as the master. No matter what clan or faction he was before, he was treated equally. I heard that there was a first disciple some time ago, and he probably will be the next master... "
"Tsk tsk, it's master and apprentice again." A young man said with emotion.
As soon as he finished speaking, he was slapped on the head by the person behind him, "What are you thinking, Master Yu just accepted an apprentice, dirty."
"Why am I dirty?" The man refused to accept, "Emperor Wu and his master just now are just..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard people around shouting: "That's right, Mr. Song, let's talk about Emperor Wu and his master."
"Want to hear."
"I want, too."
…
They talked lively, so they didn't see two people walking by not far behind.
Jian Xiuyun's hand was held tightly by Kan Wenxiao, so he didn't rush to seal their mouths.
"What's so good, everyone is too full." Jian Xiuyun got angry, and stretched out his hand to pinch the arm of the person beside him.
Kan Wenxiao didn't hide, let him vent, smiled helplessly and dotingly, "What Master said is, tonight I will pull up their crops, so that they will eat less in the future."
Jian Xiuyun couldn't hold back and was amused by him.
"What are you doing pulling their crops? I should be angry with you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be their talk after dinner."
When Kan heard Xiao Wenyan, he misunderstood very quickly, "Yes, it's all my fault."
"Then how do you make it up?"
"I'll cook dinner tonight."
"Aren't you the one who cooks all the time?"
"That's right, I'm going to cook for the rest of my life, so please forgive me, Master."
Jian Xiuyun was so blocked that he had no words to say, and after a long time in silence, he reluctantly replied: "All right."
After walking for another half a day, there were fewer and fewer people, and an exquisite small courtyard appeared in front of us.
In the middle of the yard is a two-story bamboo hut, surrounded by low fence walls, hibiscus and daisies are planted beside the wall, and there are a variety of ginkgo trees on both sides of the yard, facing each other from a distance, and under one of the trees is a set of A round table and chairs made of stone, on which there is a set of white jade tea set.
Beside the stone table were two little girls squatting and playing with mud.
The older one is about seven or eight years old, with almond eyes and willow eyebrows, and is already very beautiful at a young age.
The younger one is only four or five years old, a round one, very cute.
The older one raised the bowl made of mud in his hand and demonstrated, "You need to knead like this to smooth the outside... No, why are you so stupid."
The younger one was so talked about that his head drooped, and when he saw Jian Xiuyun came back, he threw the mud in his hand and rushed towards him.
Seeing that her body was covered with mud and dirt, Jian Xiuyun pressed her head to prevent her from approaching, and asked, "What's the matter?"
The little boy raised his chubby finger to the girl who was still calmly pinching the mud, and began to complain, "My sister bullied me again."
Jian Xiuyun patted her head perfunctorily, and said symbolically: "Xiao Xier, why are you bullying my sister again!"
Xiao Xi'er was a little dissatisfied, and retorted in a low voice: "She is too stupid."
Jian Xiuyun covered the little one's ears, walked up to Xiao Xi'er and whispered: "Don't you know she is a flower? She has no brains, and she consumed too much spiritual power when she transformed into a form before, so she is just a flower." Stupid."
When Xue Rongxiang heard the words, her chubby eyes immediately filled with tears, and she said aggrievedly, "I can hear you."
Seeing this, Jian Xiuyun hurriedly began to comfort her, but it was still a step too late.
Xue Rongxiang burst into tears.
Kan Wenxiao came over to help him, but Jian Xiuyun waved at him confidently and said, "You go cook, I'll do it."
Then Xue Rongxiang cried until Kan Wenxiao came out with a meal.
Smelling the aroma of the meal, Xue Rongxiang stopped crying and said with sobs, "It's time to eat."
Jian Xiu, who was exhausted by her noise, raised her head sleepily, and said, "When did you become so active in eating? Aren't you drinking blood?"
Xue Rongxiang picked up the chopsticks, wiped away her tears, looked at the food on the table, and said absently: "My brother said that flowers that always drink human blood are not good flowers, and the food that my brother cooks is really delicious. "
Jian Xiuyun laughed, "A flatterer."
Early this morning, as soon as Jian Xiuyun left the room, he saw Xiao Xi'er standing at the door holding Xue Rongxiang, looking like she had been waiting for a long time.
Jian Xiuyun rubbed his eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"
Xiao Xi'er lowered her head and tugged at her clothes, saying, "Brother Immortal, the clothes are too short."
Xue Rongxiang also pointed to her clothes and said, "Mine too."
Jian Xiuyun looked up and down for a while, then nodded, "Indeed, you guys have grown up too fast recently."
After finishing speaking, he turned his head and stretched out his hand to Kan Wenxiao who was behind him, "Send some money, and I'll take them to buy new clothes."
Kan Wen and Xiao Wenyan took out two ingots of gold from his bosom and handed them to him, "Buy some for myself."
Jian Xiuyun took it and said with a smile, "Then I won't be polite."
There was no one there in the morning, so Jian Xiuyun simply took them to Yujian and arrived at the market in a short while.
Not long after Xue Rongxiang took shape, she has a strong curiosity about everything and wants to try everything.
The three of them walked and ate like this, and it was almost dark when they remembered what was going on.
Jian Xiuyun looked at the sky, and discussed with them: "It's getting late, why don't you just buy a suit, there are not many clothes, as long as you can wear them."
The two of them had a good time today, they didn't have any complaints, they randomly went into a clothing store to pick out a few pieces and then returned home.
Hurry up and hurry up, it was still dark when I got home.
They lived in a remote place, and it was pitch black at night, but today was different.
Before he got close, he saw a bright light.
Bright red silk was wrapped around the trees beside the path, and red lanterns were hung on the red silk to illuminate their way home.
Jian Xiuyun's heart warmed up, and she felt that there was a way home from now on.
Walking home along the path, before reaching the door, I saw that the small courtyard was the same as the outside, with red silk lanterns hanging everywhere, and the Chinese character "囍" posted on the door.
Kan Wenxiao, with his long hair tied up and wearing a bright red wedding dress embroidered with gold, looked at him with a smile at the door.
Jian Xiuyun froze in place, looking at him from afar.
Then I saw Kan Wenxiao approaching him step by step, his sleeve slipped off with his movements, and a hand was stretched out in front of him.
As fine and white as jade, with distinct knuckles, it was Kan Wenxiao's hand.
He asked, "Master, do you want to marry me?"
Jian Xiuyun's eyes were a little hot, and she didn't dare to look up at him, but she still handed him her hand honestly, and retorted softly, "It's marriage, not marriage."
A chuckle came, and Kan Wenxiao said, "It's up to you."
Jian Xiuyun was led by him all the way back to the hall, changed into a wedding dress, and began to pray to heaven and earth in a daze.
Xiao Xi'er and Xue Rongxiang stood beside them beamingly as officials of ceremony.
One said: "Bow to heaven and earth"
One said: "Second worship to the high hall."
Finally, they shouted together with a smile: "Husband and wife worship each other and send them to the bridal chamber."
Jian Xiuyun wanted to goug them out, only to realize that she had been covered with a hijab at some point.
Eyes are bright red.
He secretly hated himself for not living up to expectations, not because he had agreed to marry or not, but he didn't even notice when he was wearing the bridal attire.
With the candles flickering, Jian Xiuyun sat on the bed, the hijab on his head was slowly lifted, and he saw Kan Wenxiao's face.
There was a smile in Kan Wen's Xiao eyes, as if he had hidden wine, making him want to drown in it.
Jian Xiuyun swallowed, suddenly feeling a little nervous.
Then Kan Wenxiao sat down beside him, and Jian Xiuyun felt his whole body tense up.
"Master, let's have a cup." Kan Wenxiao said, and handed him a small silver cup.
Jian Xiuyun took it, slowly entangled with his arms, raised his head and drank it.
The strong wine entered his throat, as if a ball of fire was swimming in his body, which made the end of his eyes turn red.
As soon as he put down his wine glass, he saw Kan Wen Xiao looking at him deeply.
Jian Xiuyun's fingers tightened but did not move, waiting for him to approach.
But Kan Wenxiao just held the wine glass in one hand and played with it, while looking at him.
Jian Xiuyun couldn't stand his gaze, and racked his brains to bring up a topic, "Did you let Xiao Xi'er and the others lure me out today?"
"Yes." Kan Wenxiao replied.
Jian Xiuyun avoided his gaze, "Actually, there's no need to do this, anyway, I'm already with you."
"It's different." Jian Xiuyun's left hand was held, and Kan Wenxiao's voice rang in his ears.
"I want a ceremony, a ceremony that the master belongs to me completely."
Jian Xiuyun's face was flushed red by what he said.
"I know this marriage ceremony is very simple, but I don't want other people's approval, I just want yours."
Jian Xiuyun clasped his palms, lowered his head and said, "I admit it, don't say it."
Kan Wenxiao chuckled, and pointed at his reddened ears, "You didn't recognize me, you haven't called me husband yet."
As soon as the words fell, Jian Xiuyun was reddened from the roots of his ears all the way to his neck.
Kan Wenxiao leaned on his shoulder and rubbed lightly, with an aggrieved voice, "Master, you said you recognized it, Master..."
Jian Xiuyun was tortured so hard by him that he raised his hand to cover his face and called out softly, "Husband."
Then he felt Kan Wenxiao's body pause, and then said very rascally: "I didn't hear clearly."
Jian Xiuyun gritted her teeth, feeling that Kan Wenxiao was really too presumptuous tonight.
He is obviously older than Kan Wenxiao, how can he be bullied and teased by him all the time.
So he took a deep breath, put his hands down, and turned to look at him.
The slender phoenix eyes were full of water, I don't know if it was anger or shame, and there was a faint red at the end of the eyes.
He stretched out his slender wrist, hooked Kan Wenxiao's neck, parted his thin lips lightly, and shouted: "Husband, my husband, I'm full of dissatisfaction... eh!"
The silver wine glass rolled down on the bright red carpet, and slowly stopped after spinning a few times. The red bed curtain was torn off, and there were tumbling figures intertwined inside.
Doomed to sleepless tonight.