Xie Bian drank too much in the end, it was rare for Tianshi Palace to be so lively, and he likes excitement, coupled with the festive atmosphere, the more he drank, the happier he became.
Fan Wushi wanted to send him back to rest, but he tugged on Jiang Qulian's sleeve to ask Jiang Qulian not to scare his junior brother.
Jiang Qu looked at Xie Bian with a pitiful smile, "It's so cute to protect your little brother."
"You too... don't make a... idea of magic weapon." Xie Bian said with a big tongue, "Master, Master is not afraid of you, and I... I am not afraid of... you."
Zhong Kui had an embarrassing expression on his face: "Take him back to rest quickly, his drinking capacity is not like my apprentice Zhong Kui."
"Brother can drink, but master has a lot of alcohol." Fan Wushi supported Xie Bian's shoulder and said softly, "Brother, don't drink, I'll take you back to your room to rest."
Jiang Qulian looked at Fan Wuxi's unconscious tenderness, and licked the corners of his lips playfully: "I care so much about your senior brother, why don't you drink for him."
Fan Wuxi ignored him at all, and shouted: "Bo Zhu, take care of Master and Fujun, I will send senior brother back."
Bo Zhu ran over: "Huh? It's so early, why don't we watch the night together? I still want to wait for Master Bai to set off fireworks together."
Fan Wuxi said with disgust, "Go play by yourself."
Xie Bian was half dragged and half hugged back to the sleeping room, he was slurring something in his mouth, he wanted to drink for a while, and said no more for a while.
Fan Wuxi put him on the bed, took off his shoes and belt for him, so that he could be more comfortable.
Xie Bian stared at the top of his head with slack eyes, shaking his hands in front of his eyes: "Master, don't, don't drink."
"Don't drink it either." Fan Wushi moistened the towel and wiped his face and hands, "Didn't you say that you want to watch Jiang Qulian and drink like this by yourself."
"Yes, look, look at him, magic weapon..."
Fan Wuxi put down the towel, and poked Xie Bian's soft, pink cheeks with his fingers: "Usually put on the airs of a brother, and always teach me, look at you now, you are stumbling around." There was a smile on his face unconsciously, and there was a softness in his chest.
Xie Bian pushed Fan Wuxi's hand like chasing a mosquito, muttering something.
Fan Wuxi took his hand instead, brought it to his lips, and kissed it lightly.
Xie Bian yawned, already drowsy.
"Are you sleepy?" Fan Wuxi pulled out the hairpin that knew Bian with one hand, took off the hair crown, put his hand through the thick hair, and stroked it.
Xie Bian yawned again, and wanted to turn around as a response.
Fan Wuxi didn't let him turn around, but leaned close to his face, and said softly, "Call me Xiaojiu."
Jie Bian shook his head blankly, not sure if he listened.
"Call me, Xiaojiu, and I'll let you sleep." Fan Wushi gently shook Xie Bian, "Just call, okay?"
Jie Bian looked at Fan Wushi with drunken eyes, opened his mouth, but it was nonsense that he couldn't understand.
"Call, 'Xiao Jiu', call."
Xie Bian hesitated for a long time before whispering: "...Xiao Jiu?"
Fan Wuzhen was stunned, his eyes felt hot almost instantly, he took a breath, and buried his face in Zhi Bian's warm chest with no strength, as if he had suffered endless grievances, his voice was already choking: "Brother."
Xie Bian seemed to feel his sadness, and grabbed his hand while half asleep and half awake.
"Brother, I miss you so much, I really miss you so much." Fan Wuxi bit his lip, "I hate you, but... I miss you so much."
Jie Bian had already breathed out evenly.
Fan Wuxi closed his eyes, and there was a strong heartbeat in his ears. This voice told him that this person was alive, and after a hundred years, he was reincarnated and returned to him alive——
When he sobered up the next day, Xie Bian was very annoyed. He hurriedly went to see Zhong Kui, and after confirming that there was nothing missing in Tianshi Palace, he was relieved.
Both Xun Xun and Jiang Qulian left, only Cui Jue stayed in Tianshi Palace because he drank too much, and after waking up, he was angrier than anyone else, felt that he had lost face, and gave Zhong Kui a good meal before leaving.
After Cui Jue left, Xie Bian breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, Fu Jun doesn't remember what happened last night, the goose was not found."
"No, the magistrate also praised you for the delicious stir-fried goose meat yesterday." Bo Zhu said greedily, "The night is long and full of dreams, let's eat the other one as soon as possible."
"That goose is really vigilant, it will call when the Red King comes."
"That's right, I heard that geese are more powerful and fierce than dogs in guarding the home."
"Really." Xie Bian rubbed his chin, "How about... keep it up for a while? The Red King always has the idea of using Master's magic weapon, and the enchantment of Tianshi Palace can't stop him at all. This one Goose can at least remind me."
Zhong Kui "drank": "Aren't you afraid that Ziyu will scold you?"
"If Fu Jun asks, I will tell him to make goose meat for him next time."
Zhong Kui smirked twice: "As expected of my disciple."
"Tian Gong, yesterday you thought Bai Ye could not drink well, unlike your apprentice." Bo Zhu laughed.
"Children, please don't talk nonsense."
Fan Wuxi and Zhi Yi sat aside, quietly admiring the scenes of their laughter, his eyes softened unconsciously—
After the new year, the three master and apprentice packed up their simple luggage and planned to leave for Chunyang Sect.
Ever since Xie Bian knew that Zhong Kui's life span was coming to an end, he almost didn't let him leave the Hades.
Chunyang Sect is located in Jingzhou, not far away, and Yujian arrived on the same day.
Since the Wuyun Sect was destroyed by Zongzi Xiao a hundred years ago, the Chunyang Sect has become the largest sect in Chu, and it has become the most outstanding among all the sword cultivating sects, and its position has been unshakable for many years.
The number of registered disciples of Chunyang Sect is even more than that of Wuliang Sect, but the loss is very serious. Most of them will leave when they reach the age of fifteen. It is because their exercises are demanding.
Even so, there are still countless people who are willing to send their sons to the Chunyang Sect, because even if they only cultivate for a few years, they can have a body that is much stronger than ordinary people. However, Chunyang Sect does not reject anyone who comes regardless of their aptitude.
This Yuanyang Kung Fu is really good, as long as there are no accidents, anyone who has cultivated to a high level can live forever and live a long life.
This time when he came to the head teacher of Chunyang Sect, Elder Zhao Wen greeted him personally, accompanied by his two apprentices.
Several of them are tall and fit, with dignified appearance. Outsiders can tell that their Yuanyang Kung Fu must have reached a high level just by looking at their physiques.
After a few pleasantries, Zhong Kui asked straightforwardly: "I heard that the Wuliang Sect sent someone to investigate?"
"Never."
"Could it be that the Wuliang faction didn't come to ask about Yunxi's farewell?"
"Not really."
Zhong Kui snorted coldly: "The wild ghosts were found on their territory, and they didn't care about it."
"Maybe Xianzun is busy investigating the death of his nephew, so he doesn't have time to take care of it." Zhao Wen spoke very cautiously.
"After searching for so long, we still haven't found the murderer. I'm afraid it's Xuan." Zhong Kui pondered. It's just a temporary idea, so that people can't find out the motive for a while. In short, the most unlikely thing is to come here for the purpose of stealing pills."
"It's a pity." Zhaowen sighed, "Xiangqu real person gave a white-haired man to a black-haired man. I heard that he was seriously ill."
"The Wuliang Sect can't find the murderer who killed Meng Kefei, but we still have a chance to find the murderer who killed your uncle."
Zhaowen hurriedly said: "Tianshi, the matter has not yet come to light, and that person may not be my uncle."
Zhong Kui nuzzled: "You will know when your master comes out."
Another elder said: "Tianshi, we don't want to disturb the head of the sect in every possible way. We have tried to shirk the matter several times, but we still hope that it is not surprising. However, after thinking about it, that uncle and our master have a deep relationship. I am also worried that if he is really our uncle, the master will blame us after he leaves the customs. That's why he invited you to the Chunyang Sect, and we invite the master to leave the customs together."
Zhong Kui laughed and said, "You are afraid of being scolded, so you asked me to stand up."
Several elders looked at each other, a little embarrassed.
"It's okay, it's my request, and I will bear it if I'm blamed. It's not too late. Let's go now."
Zhao Wen said: "No rush. In a few days it will be the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. The night of the full moon is the time when yin prospers and yang declines. Those who practice Yuanyang exercises on that day need to close their breath to recuperate. At this time, master please come out." , the disturbance to him is minimal."
"Also."
"In the past few days, Tianshi and Wuchang Immortals might as well just hang out nearby. My Chudi is rich in delicious wine, and Tianshi will like it."
"Haha, I like it." Zhong Kui eagerly wanted to taste the fine wine of Chudi.
The disciples of the Chunyang Sect took them to the guest room, and Xie Bian tidied up his clothes: "It's also my first time in Chudi, and I heard that the food here is spicier than our Shudi."
"En." Fan Wuxi was a little absent-minded.
"Wuxie, why haven't you spoken since you got here, what's wrong?"
"It's nothing." Fan Wushi just remembered too many things, about Chunyang Sect, about Zongziheng and Zongzixiao.
In his previous life, the first time he left the palace, he passed through Chudi. Here, he met Xie Chong for the first time, heard about stealing pills for the first time, encountered assassination for the first time, and the first time his elder brother was injured trying to save him. The place where time recuperates is the branch of Chunyang Sect.
So many things happened later, because Xu Zhinan took good care of his eldest son Heng, he let Chunyangjiao live.
Now that I revisit the old place, my heart is full of twists and turns.
"The outside world says that Chunyang teaches people to be rigid and serious, with a lot of rules, and often rejects people thousands of miles away. I think it's okay."
"Because Master is here."
"Haha, yes." Xie Bian shrugged, "I don't know why, but they are all afraid of Master. Although Master is powerful, he is not a bully."
"It's a good thing." Fan Wuxi's mind was in a mess. When he first reincarnated, he actually forgot a lot of people and things in his previous life, but as he got older, especially since he reunited with this person, he kept revisiting his old place. , more and more things were remembered, and even the picture became clearer, as if it was yesterday.
"Well, I just hope that the master will maintain a decent appearance outside, and don't drink to the point of unconsciousness, and ruin his own prestige." After Xie Bian finished speaking, he was amused by his own imagination, and he folded his clothes, "No deterrence, It's still early, let's go for a walk?"