Xue Meng was lying on the ground, and when he got drunk, he was confused, and he didn't know that he had just met the biggest devil in the world. He still fell on his back in the snow, and the snow on the top of the Kunlun Mountains fluttered and fell, like catkins in spring and reed flowers in autumn, covering him.
After an unknown time, someone approached from the heavy snow holding a bright red paper umbrella. Xue Meng was blindfolded, and then he saw a cold face.
“Mei…”
Xue Meng grunted, Han Xue never said the word, he was too tired.
"Well, it's me." Mei Hanxue didn't say much, and helped him up from the ground.
Xue Meng lay on Mei Hanxue's shoulder, but did not leave, but asked: "Is there any wine?"
Mei Hanxue said: "No."
Xue Meng didn't hear it: "Okay, then you have a drink with me?"
"...don't drink."
Xue Meng was quiet for a while and sneered: "Look at your dog, I didn't drink it before, you dragged me to drink, this time I drank it, and you told me no. Play with me?"
"I don't drink alcohol."
Xue Meng muttered a few more words, it sounded like he was cursing. Then he pushed Mei Hanxue away and walked into the vast snow with one foot deep and one shallow. Mei Hanxue held the umbrella and looked at his even hunched back. He didn't catch up, but asked, "Where are you going?"
He didn't know where he should go, he just hated that he didn't drink enough, and he couldn't get himself drunk.
Mei Hanxue said: "Come back, there is no way ahead."
Xue Meng stopped abruptly, he stood there blankly, and after a while, he suddenly burst into tears: "I just want to drink some wine! You don't let me drink! If you don't drink, you won't drink, you still Lie to me that you avoid alcohol! Are you human?!"
"… I did not lie to you."
Xue Meng couldn't hear it at all, and wailed: "Are you people?"
"… "
"I'm not happy, can't you see it?!"
Mei Hanxue said: "I can see it."
Xue Meng was stunned for a moment, and then he was even more aggrieved. Even the tip of his nose was red: "Okay... Okay, I will not drink with me when I see it. Are you afraid that I will drink yours and not give you money? I tell you. , in fact, I'm not that poor..."
As he spoke, he actually grumbled and went to take out his pocket, took out a bunch of broken copper plates and clicked back and forth a few times, and he was even more sad when he clicked: "Ah, why is it so small?"
Mei Hanxue helped her forehead, and she obviously had a headache: "Xue Meng, you are drunk. You should go to rest first."
Xue Meng hasn't answered yet, but there are rustling footsteps behind him.
Another gentle voice sounded: "Brother, what reason do you have with a drunk person?"
When the voice fell, a hand wearing a silk gauze sheath stretched out, carrying a sheepskin bag, with a silver bell on the wrist. Mei Hanxue squinted her eyes and turned back—
Behind him stood a man who was exactly the same as he was born, but with a deep smile on his face and very gentle eyebrows.
"Actually, there are only two ways to meet a drunk." The man smiled and said, "Stun him, or knock him unconscious."
Mei Hanxue: "..."
The man said, blinking at Mei Hanxue: "I know that the big brother avoids drinking. Go back, I will accompany him to drink."
Light blue thin smoke rose up, dancing softly, affectionately, but blurry.
The senior brother's bedroom in Step Snow Palace is filled with the strong and expensive fragrance of ambergris. The place is covered with white fluffy carpets, and when you step on it, you can't reach your ankles. The wind falls and the Su curtain covers.
Mei Hanxue was barefoot, holding her head, lying on the white velvet carpet, her toes as white as jade rubbed casually, and a pair of jasper eyes looked at Xue Meng, who was sitting cross-legged and drinking in front of him.
After thirty days of drinking, Mei Hanxue asked with a smile, "Ai, Ziming, aren't you surprised?"
"Surprise for what?"
"There are two of us."
Xue Meng: "... oh."
Mei Hanxue shook his head: "I forgot that you have a very poor alcohol intake. After you are drunk, your head is probably different from ordinary people. There is no surprise or surprise."
Xue Meng: "Huh."
"I don't know if you noticed, but at the peak of life and death that day, it was my elder brother who blocked the sword for you."
"Can't remember."
Mei Hanxue said: "You have seen his weapon, Shuo Feng. A sword made of silver black iron."
Xue Meng frowned and thought hard: "... But the person who blocked the frame for me in the hall that day was ugly. The weapon is not silver, it is... it is... "
"It's blue." Mei Hanxue nodded sympathetically, "because he was angry that day and he was in a hurry, so he injected spiritual flow. Usually he doesn't pay much attention to spirit, but he doesn't really like my brother. Hit hard."
"… "
"That sword is actually used by the two of us. I am the wood water spirit core, and he is the water fire spirit core. There is a chance that you will see three kinds of spiritual currents, green, red and blue, but..."
He didn't go on, because Xue Meng didn't seem to be very interested in it. Xue Meng began to drink his own wine after listening to half of it, and his expression was light.
Mei Hanxue narrowed her eyes.
He suddenly felt that Xue Meng's appearance did not seem to be domineering and domineering on weekdays, but showed a hint of coldness. This coldness made Xue Meng not like himself, but like another person.
But like who
Mei Hanxue couldn't think of it for a while, and he didn't bother to think about it. He has always been doing things with the trickle of smoke spit out by this golden beast.
Xue Meng drank another sheepskin bag, and then asked Mei Hanxue: "Is this wine still there?"
"Yes, but you've had too much to ask for any more."
Xue Meng said: "I am not drunk in a thousand cups."
Mei Hanxue smiled: "Are you sick?" But she still handed the wine to him, and said warmly before giving it: "This is the last pot, if I give it to you again, teach my brother to know, it will kill me alive. ."
Xue Meng drank slowly and looked very cold.
He is not like Xue Meng.
Drinking and drinking, Xue Meng suddenly whispered: "You have a brother."
"Ah." Mei Hanxue smiled, "otherwise, it's been a long time, and you just saw it."
Xue Meng's eyes were a little erratic, and the eyelashes were long, like a butterfly perched, and he muttered: "I also have a brother."
"Ok, I know."
Xue Meng leaned on the beam and sat cross-legged for a long time, a little numb, he straightened one leg and stared at Mei Hanxue for a while.
Suddenly, the icy look on his face disappeared, and he turned to wear bright brilliance between his eyebrows, but under this brilliance, Xue Meng was still not like Xue Meng.
He asked with a smile, "Hey, how is your brother treating you?"
Mei Hanxue was a little surprised by his transformation. Could it be that this person is drunk like this? But he still said: "...It's pretty good."
"Hahaha, you really cherish words like gold. How good is a good method? Will he forge weapons for you, or will he cook you a bowl of noodles to eat when you are sick?"
Mei Hanxue smiled and said, "None, but he will block women for me."
Xue Meng: "..."
"I don't really like to watch my old lover cry." Mei Hanxue said, "the ones that can't be dealt with are all blocked for me by him. He does things much more easily than me, he has no emotions, and he doesn't drag things out. But he just doesn't matter. It's fun, so I'm a lot of age, and I haven't even held a girl's hand."
Xue Meng wrinkled his nose: "What is your brother's name?"
"Mei Hanxue."
"same as you?"
"The words are different." He smiled, "He is a cold cold, and he deserves it."
Xue Meng said: "Why do you want to make this moth..."
Mei Hanxue said: "It is convenient to do things. There are some things that two people do is not strange, but if others think that it is from one person, they will feel very unpredictable. The palace master intends to let us do this, so since childhood. Take me and my brother like this."
As he spoke, he lifted the lid of the smoker, picked up a silver spoon and fiddled with the embers inside, and then filled in some tranquilizing spices, his voice was very soft.
"He and I have always carried the human skin mask with us. When he put it on, I showed it with my real face, and when I put it on, he acted with his real body, and it was more than 20 years in a flash."
"Aren't you tired?"
"It's not tired, it's fun." Mei Hanxue smiled, "but my brother probably feels tired, he always says that I owe too much romantic debt outside, so that he has to go around those girls even when he goes out. Repair it."
Xue Meng has never experienced the feeling of being surrounded by a female cultivator. In fact, he feels that he and Mei Hanxue's brother-in-law are similar, and he has never touched a woman's hand at an age.
But this kind of thing is nothing to brag about. So he drank dryly, in silence, without saying a word.
Mei Hanxue was drunk and his brain was not normal, but he didn't want to at this time, Xue Meng suddenly asked him: "Why save me?"
The tone changed again, this time it was gentle.
This kind of gentleness appeared on Xue Meng's face, it was too discordant, and it was more dazzling than the indifference of the previous brilliant and earlier.
Mei Hanxue finally couldn't take it anymore. He sat up, raised the hand that tied the silver bell, and turned around to look at Xue Meng's chin. "
Xue Meng didn't struggle, let him break himself, a pair of dark eyes looked at Mei Hanxue quietly, and after a while, he asked: "Why help the top of life and death? Am I familiar with you?"
"Not too familiar." Mei Hanxue said, "I played with you when I was a child, but the person who played with you was me one day and my brother the other day. In fact, I only spent ten days with you myself."
"Then why are you willing to take me in?"
Mei Hanxue sighed, he stretched out a slender finger and poked the wrong Xue Meng's eyebrows: "Your mother and father, saved my mother's life. ... She is a broken Yecheng, you know broken leaves. , there are many ghosts. After she gave birth to our brothers, she sent us to Kunlun Stepping Snow Palace. Later, there was evil in the city, and there were heavy casualties. She managed to escape, but broke a leg. "
The freshly filled spice has a refreshing aroma of cedar.
Mei Hanxue smiled: "I have been wandering all the way, and there is no silver tael. When I came to the foot of Kunlun Mountain, I was almost dying."
His eyebrows are still very soft, and the red water droplets on his forehead are shining brightly.
"At that time, Uncle Xue and Aunt Wang came to visit the Kunlun Taxue Palace for the first time. They saw my dying mother, they didn't ask her about her life, they didn't take her money, and they treated her with the best medicine. After he came to look for his son, he carried her up the Kunlun Mountains."
Xue Meng was speechless for a while and listened in a daze.
After a while, he asked, "Then, what happened to your mother later?"
"It's too ill." Mei Hanxue shook her head and said, "There's no way to recover, so I left. ... But for the blessing of Uncle and Aunt, we saw her for the last time."
A little wind came in from outside, the smoke dispersed inside the house, and the wind chimes rang at the corners of the eaves.
Lingling is like the sound of water.
"Over the years, my uncle and aunt have always said that there is no need to say kindness, just a gesture of help. In the end, they even forgot about it, but my elder brother and I still remember it." Mei Hanxue raised her blue eyes, peacefully glanced at him.
It's been too long, and when he talks about this, the pain is invisible, only mild.
"That day, it was Uncle Xue who carried my aunt on his back, while Aunt Wang held an umbrella next to him. They were afraid that my mother would suffer from the cold again. The first thing my uncle and aunt said when they entered the hall was not the official business of life and death. It's not that they want to form an alliance or befriend with Stepping Snow Palace. They asked if there are twins from Broken Leaf City here."
Pale golden eyelashes drooped down, covering the clear water and pond.
"To be honest, that is the most outstanding head and wife I have ever seen in my life."
Xue Meng choked: "My parents..."
Mei Hanxue gave a "um" and said, "Your parents."
Xue Meng buried his face in the palm of his hand, his shoulders trembled slightly, and he was crying again. The tears of this life seem to be drained in the months of this disintegration.
He cried, and he finally changed back to Xue Meng's appearance.
At this time, Mei Hanxue suddenly remembered—
Just now, he said coldly, "I am not drunk in a thousand cups." That was Chu Wanning.
He asked brightly, "Do you have a brother too?" It was Mo Weiyu.
He said softly, "Why save me." That was Shi Mingjing.
He was trying and clumsily recalling their appearance, recalling their every bit, glance and smile, or sitting or standing, or angry or annoyed.
In the past, he was used to the cold and stubbornness of Chu Wanning, the scorching heat of Mo Weiyu, and the gentleness of Shi Mingjing. In the past, he had a master, a cousin, and a close friend.
Suddenly a night of rain hit the grass, and the mountains and rivers were broken and the wind fluttered.
The rain stopped, and he was the only one who was still there.
They all disappeared.
Xue Meng was alone, carrying a pot of turbid wine, drinking it, and one person became three people.
He was crying, laughing, cold, hot, gentle, he liked them, expressing his affection respectfully, expressing his affection recklessly, and expressing his affection awkwardly.
He thought that maybe he didn't express it well, his love for Master always seemed very dull. The love for my cousin is always sharp. The love for the teacher always seems very indifferent.
After drinking, Xue Meng slowly curled himself up, he shrank himself so small, his eyes were red.
He said: "It's my fault... I did something wrong..."
Come back.
I am no longer arrogant, no longer arrogant, no longer hesitant, no longer indifferent.
Xue Meng whimpered, his forehead was against his knees, and the whole person was shaking finely. He cried, and he said: "Come back... don't leave me alone."
If the deceased can come back, if everything can be restarted. He doesn't want the reputation of the proud son of the sky, or the majesty of the young master of death and life.
He just wanted to tell them plainly and passionately—
I really, really love you all, I can't live without you, my whole life is about you.
Willing to use spiritual core, willing to use thousands of gold.
Willing to give it all. Exchange the old people together, and greedy for a while.
Seeing him mourning, Mei Hanxue sighed softly, raised her hand and brushed his ear temples, and was about to say something, when she heard a muffled sound outside the palace, like thunder running over heavy clouds, and the earth trembled.
This tremor continued for a while, as if a giant beast was awakening in the depths of the snowfield, ready to breathe out and swallow the sun and the moon at any time.
Mei Hanxue felt bad, settled Xue Meng, and was about to go out, when she saw her brother holding a saber, opened the gauze, and strode in.
When the eldest brother's face was condensed and extremely gloomy: "Go to the main hall immediately."
Mei Hanxue said stunned: "What's wrong? What was the movement just now?"
His always cold brother pursed his lips and said, "A huge mysterious magic circle has appeared in the northeast. I'm afraid Zongshi Mo was right in what he said earlier, the door of life and death in time and space is about to open."