"Shuyan send my regards to sir." Shuyan went back and changed his clothes, then hurried to see Bai Lanshi.
"Come in, it's cold outside." Bai Lanshi said.
Shuyan came in and saw Qi Huan, bowed to him and saluted, "His Royal Highness King Rui."
"Yeah." Qi Huan looked at Bai Lanshi, "Shu Yan has grown a lot taller."
Shuyan knelt aside, took the teapot and helped the two of them make tea naturally, and sat upright after brewing.
Bai Lanshi looked at the book and said, "It's true that I have grown taller, and I have the temperament of a soldier on my body. As expected, I went to the army to hone it, and the whole person is different."
"Everything is accomplished by the master." Shu Yan said.
"I just let you go, General Wei took you in." Bai Lanshi pushed the teacup towards Qi Huan with his backhand, and said with a smile.
"If General Wei hadn't looked at Shuyan as a gentleman, he would definitely not have easily given up on Shuyan, who is powerless, Shuyan knew it in his heart." Shuyan looked at Bai Lanshi squarely and said.
Qi Huan said, "Your husband only wants you to be well. He didn't want you to trap yourself with these things. People always spread their wings and fly high." After finishing speaking, he looked at Bai Lanshi and smiled, "Brother, what I said Right."
"It's a good thing for a young bird to read the nest and know how to be grateful. Mister accepts your heart, but I hope you don't underestimate yourself. If you didn't have potential, how would you stay in the army? How would Wei Wei convince the crowd?" Bai Lan Shi Rou said, "Mr. is your backing, not your knot of restraint."
Shuyan burst into tears, he obviously didn't say anything, but everything in front of Mr. seems to be transparent, he will see the softest and most tangled part of your heart, and then use his unique way to reveal it a little bit Untie it, tell you little by little, don't be afraid, Mr. is here.
Shuyan never understood why so many people circled the Bailan Stone before, but now he understands that Mr. has a unique charm, like a stream in the mountains in spring, which silently nourishes people and is the easiest to dry up mind.
Looking at Bai Lanshi who had just recovered from a serious illness and was still pale in front of him, Shuyan never felt that a person was so fragile, as if he would shatter all over the ground with a light touch, and he had never seen such a strong person, Ren Feng Blowing and raining still standing upright.
It's not that they have been protecting Mr., but Mr. has been nourishing these injured children with a kind of gentleness that the world desires like water.
Maybe Bai Lanshi doesn't even know how gentle he is now, this kind of gentleness that is unconsciously leaked out involuntarily is what Qi Huan has been longing for for ten years.
Qi Huan remembers that when he was a child, he had to take Bai Lanshi to the countryside to play in the mountains, but Bai Lanshi was unwilling. Qi Huan used all of his coquetry and rolling on Bai Lanshi, and Bai Lanshi had no choice but to follow him.
Qi Huan happily held Bai Lanshi's hand, "Brother, there is a temple on the mountain, Huan'er will go to see it later, it is said that it is very spiritual."
Bai Lanshi answered absently, and Qi Huan insisted on climbing up the mountain by himself, saying that in this way the bodhisattva could hear his heartfelt voice.
The coachman was waiting for them at the mountain pass. The two of them lay down for a long time before reaching the top of the mountain to find the temple. Qi Huan supported his knees out of breath, looked up at the standing temple, and smiled brightly.
Bai Lanshi leaned against the entrance of the main hall with his sword in his arms, closed his eyes and rested his mind, Qi Huan knelt on the cattail mat and closed his eyes and prayed devoutly, the host with a white beard looked at Qi Huan kindly, "Little benefactor, what you ask for will definitely come true." is important."
Qi Huan glanced shyly towards the door, "Master, do you think the Bodhisattva will hear it?"
The old monk twirled the beads in his hand, "Oh Amitabha, it's all about human effort, the little benefactor can't help but fight for it himself."
Qi Huan saw Bai Lanshi standing in front of the palace gate, looking at himself, and said goodbye to the old monk happily, "Master, I still want to have more protection, but thank you." Then he ran to Bai Lanshi.
The old monk just looked at Qi Huan with a smile, and he was somewhat similar to the benevolent Bodhisattva behind him.
Bai Lanshi took Qi Huan's hand, nodded towards the main hall, and led them away.
Qi Huan, "Brother, don't you believe in gods and Buddhas?"
"It's up to people, there's no such thing as belief or disbelief." Bai Lanshi kicked Qi Huan's ass, "Walk well, why don't you look like a rabbit, bouncing around."
Qi Huan stuck out his tongue, and obediently walked beside Bai Lanshi, "Why is brother nodding towards the hall? Is it to greet the host?"
Bai Lanshi put his slender fingers on the sword at his waist, "Although I don't believe in gods and Buddhas, I always have to say hello when I pass by people."
Qi Huan nodded half-understood.
Originally the scorching sun was in the sky, but then the sky turned cloudy and a strong wind blew. There were surprisingly few people who came to the temple today, and almost no one was seen on the way down the mountain.
The trees on both sides of the dirt road were rustling by the wind, Qi Huan pursed his lips, clenched Bai Lanshi's hand, and said timidly, "Brother, Huan'er is afraid."
Bai Lanshi squinted at him, "What are you afraid of?"
The two walked for a long time. After all, Qi Huan was still a seven-year-old child. It took him a lot of energy to go up the mountain. Now that the wind was blowing, he had no more energy. Qi Huan pouted and said coquettishly, "Brother, Huan'er is tired." .”
Bai Lanshi carried him to rest under the tree, while he observed his surroundings vigilantly. Bai Lanshi was wearing a crescent-colored robe, his sleeves were blown by the strong wind, and his ink hair was swaying in the wind. He stood in front of Qi Huan, protecting him from the A lot of wind.
Tick tick tick.
"It's raining, brother." Sitting under the root of the tree, Qi Huan stretched out his little hand to test it, feeling a chill in his palm.
Bai Lanshi frowned, took off his outer robe and covered Qi Huan's head, Qi Huan struggled to expose his head, saw Bai Lanshi squatting down in front of him, and said somewhat inaccurately, "Brother?"
"Come up." Bai Lanshi said impatiently looking at the bad weather.
Qi Huan hurriedly climbed up to Bai Lanshi's back with his hands and feet, and put the robe on Bai Lanshi's head with his small hands. He hid himself between Bai Lanshi's back and the outer robe. not afraid anymore
After walking a few steps, Bai Lanshi paused, and Qi Huan's muffled voice came, "What's wrong, brother?" He wanted to poke his head out, but Bai Lanshi pushed his head back.
Bai Lanshi put Qi Huan down, and Bai Lanshi whispered in Qi Huan's ear, "Hey, I won't tell you to take off the robe, so you won't take it off."
Qi Huan listened in a daze, Bai Lanshi had never spoken to him in such a gentle tone, Qi Huan just felt uneasy in his heart, struggling to poke his head out, but was held down by Bai Lanshi, and said patiently, "obedient."
Sure enough, Qi Huan stopped struggling, and obediently let the robe cover his head, but listened carefully to the sounds outside.
Bai Lanshi left, pulled out the sword at his waist, pointed at a group of men in black, and said with a contemptuous smile, "Together?"
There were four or five men in black, and one of them held a machete and rushed towards Bailanshi at a fast pace, splashing water on the ground, and the raindrops hit the sword and shattered into powder.
It was raining heavily, thunder and lightning flashed, Qi Huan vaguely heard the sound of weapons colliding, and was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. This man didn't know whether it was because of the cold or because he was afraid, so he held Bailanshi's hand tremblingly. clothing.
A gust of wind blew past, blowing up the robe, and Qi Huan would never forget the scene after seeing it in his life.
In the rain, Bai Lanshi's hair stuck to his pale face, and his thin body was wrapped in wet clothes. He raised the sword in the hand of the dying person lying on the ground, and stabbed his chest neatly. Suddenly there was lightning and thunder again.
With Bailan Stone as the center of the circle, there are several people lying all around in a haphazard manner, all radiating fresh blood. The rain mixed with blood flowed to the low-lying grass beside it, nourishing the vibrant earth.
Bai Lanshi drew out his sword, and his gaze stayed in Qi Huan's direction. Qi Huan's eyes widened and he covered his mouth, sobbing silently.
Bai Lanshi walked towards him step by step, the sword was washed by the rain to reveal its shabby appearance, as Bai Lanshi walked, the tip of the sword dragged on the ground.
Qi Huan had the urge to run, but his legs didn't listen to him, and he stuck to the spot, watching the strange Bai Lanshi walk in front of him.
Bai Lanshi knelt down, seemed to see the fear in Qi Huan's eyes, smiled gently, and patted his head, "It's all right, let's go home."
Speaking of putting the sword into its sheath, he squatted down with his back facing Qi Huan. Qi Huan hesitantly lay on Bai Lanshi's back, his head buried in his robe, sobbing softly.
Bai Lanshi turned his face slightly, and said with a smile, "Don't be afraid, it's nothing serious, just cry if you want to, I won't hit you."
Seeing Bai Lanshi's pale face, Qi Huan felt a sore heart. On the empty mountain road, a young man carried a crying child hugging his neck on his back, and walked steadily down the mountain step by step.
A heavy rain washes away all evil.
Qi Huan was exhausted from crying, and lay quietly on Bai Lanshi's back, only to realize that Bai Lanshi was a little staggering, and shouted, "Brother, you are injured."
"Why aren't you afraid now?" Bai Lanshi's lips were pale, and his eyes struggled to find his way in the rain. Qi Huan struggled a bit, "Brother, I can go by myself."
Bai Lanshi patted his buttocks, "Stay obediently, it's not a problem for my brother to carry you home."
A group of people wearing coir raincoats and carrying lanterns came from the original place. After seeing the two people opposite, they hurriedly attracted them. Bai Lanshi knelt down as if he lost his strength when he saw Bian Yujing.
Qi Huan hurriedly jumped down and supported Bai Lanshi, only to find that Bai Lanshi's body was full of wounds, and the blood left by Bai Lanshi along the way was washed into a light pink by the rain.
Bian Yujing picked up Bai Lanshi horizontally with a cold face, and walked quickly to the carriage parked at the original place. Qi Huan wanted to follow, but was made unable to move by the servants who surrounded him, and looked at Bai Lan anxiously. Shi's back became more and more blurred, and he suddenly cried helplessly, frightening the servants beside him to check where the little boy was injured.
Surrounded by everyone and returned to the palace, Tong Yuwan looked at Qi Huan who was drenched all over, crying with tears in her eyes, "What's wrong with Huan'er, can you tell mother?"
Qi Huan grabbed Tong Yuwan's hand with his small hand, and tried his best to stand on tiptoe and look into the room, "Where's father? Brother mother is injured."
"Your father and Pavilion Master Bian are inside, Mr. Bai will be fine, you go back with mother and change your clothes." Tong Yuwan took Qi Huan's hand to drag him out of the courtyard.
Qi Huan struggled and shouted, "I don't want it, I want to wait here for my brother to wake up."
Tong Yuwan said angrily, "If you are so willful, you will not be allowed to see Mr. Bai in the future."
This sentence made Qi Huan lose his voice, and Tong Yuwan let him lead him out of the courtyard, turning his head and looking at the door of the confinement room frequently.
Qi Jing held an umbrella, watched from the side, and saluted Tong Yuwan who was passing by, "Don't worry, brother, I will take good care of Mr. Bai for you."
Qi Huan suddenly exploded, reaching out to scratch Qi Jing, Tong Yuwan embraced him, and the servant beside Qi Jing hurriedly stood in front to protect the master.
"Qi Jing, let me tell you, if you dare to touch my brother, I will never end with you." Qi Huan roared angrily.
The rain slapped on the bluestone slabs, and the corners of the people who splashed were soaked.
Qi Jing pursed his lips slightly, ignored Qi Huan's crazily shouting, and walked towards the courtyard holding an umbrella. Pushing open the door and entering, he smiled at Qi Huan, who had his mouth covered and stared at him with red eyes, and was extremely mocking.