Chapter 42 Chapter Two Fu Changhe

Walking around Hangzhou with Xiao Huan for the past two days, Cang Cang just felt that the sky was getting colder, but she didn't expect it to be this cold - she is now squatting in the inn with a blanket wrapped in her body dripping On the bed, while sneezing, he felt the feeling of the blanket rubbing against his hair. Standing in front of the bed, Xiao Huan unceremoniously used the blanket to shake her head back and forth, left and right. His body was not much better than Cang Cang's. Wipe the water beads. Cangcang held her chin sullenly, letting Xiaohuan play with her hair. When she was swimming in the lake with Xiao Huan, she saw someone drowning, and without even thinking about it, she jumped down to save the person, but she didn't expect that the lake was too cold, and she had cramps just as soon as she jumped down, and finally she couldn't save him After realizing that she was drowned enough, it was Xiao Huan who jumped into the water and rescued her and the drowning man ashore.

"I'm sorry... I didn't mean it." Finally Cang Cang muttered softly. Xiao Huan stopped wiping her hair, looked down at her through the gap in the blanket, and said calmly, "Why do you apologize? I didn't blame you." "Then why do you have such an ugly face?" Cang Cang still muttered in a low voice, Xiao Huan's hands had already started to move again. Her head began to shake with those hands again, and she suddenly thought of something: "I didn't expect you to swim! I thought you definitely couldn't! When I fell into the water, I thought it was really over this time, and my life was probably 100% It was about to finish playing, and then I grabbed your arm. How did you get me ashore? I felt light down below, and then I reached the shore. At that time, I thought you could also know martial arts... "

"You think it's quite a lot." Xiao Huan said this with a sigh, and his tone was still light, no anger could be heard. But after getting along for two days, Cang Cang also knew that he would never reveal his emotions in his tone, and when he could say such words, he secretly stuck out his tongue when he came out of the main hall of the Salt Gang to redeem her and now twice : "I'm still angry... and said I didn't blame me..." "I didn't say you're not good at saving people," Xiao Huan sighed again, and finally explained, "It's just that even if you're in a hurry to save people, you don't have to be so reckless. If you are willing to move your hands and feet a little before going into the water, your legs won't hurt. You'll cramp in the water, so I won't have to get in to get you both out."

After he finished speaking, the movement of his hands stopped, and he put the blanket on Cang Cang's head: "The replacement clothes haven't been delivered yet, so take off the wet clothes first, or you'll catch a cold." Cang Cang obediently listened to the instruction, said "Oh" and went to untie his belt, then secretly glanced at Xiao Huan. There was no expression on his water-stained face, some of the drenched black hair came out of the bun, and fell down to half cover his eyes. I don't know if it was the light in front of the bed or the water droplets, but Cang Cang actually felt that his skin was like It was transparent, and her heart beat a few times faster. She swallowed and said, "Are you taking care of me and not taking off your wet clothes? Are you in poor health? What if you get sick?"

"Then let's take it off together?" Xiao Huan finally asked with a smile on his face. Cang Cang was taken aback, but before he could understand the meaning of this sentence, the bed curtain in front of him fell down, and Xiao Huan's voice came from behind the curtain: "The wet clothes that I took off are placed on the stool beside the bed. They will also put the replacement clothes on the stool, and you can pick them up yourself." After he finished speaking, he turned and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him. Cang Cang sneezed earth-shatteringly, and then remembered: For unmarried men and women, this is called avoiding suspicion.

"Tch, what are you taking off together? Who wants to see you take off your clothes!" Cang Cang muttered angrily, and immediately flashed a picture of him standing in front of his bed with half-lashed eyelashes and wet hair, and couldn't help biting. Biting his lip, his eyes narrowed. That guy wore wet clothes for so long, wouldn't he catch a cold and have a fever?Lying on the bed with flushed cheeks and unable to move, why would he look so proud then?At that time, not only did she want to see his cowardly appearance, but she also wanted to take off the quilt to see him in only his middle coat.Why don't you show her?What's so rare?

The more he thought about it, the more complacent he became, Cang Cang laughed out loud, and fell down on the bed wrapped in a blanket. Before night came, there was indeed a person lying in bed with a cold and a fever and unable to get up, but that person was not Xiao Huan. It may be because of the series of tossings and tosses of fighting, entering the cell, escaping privately, not eating well, not sleeping well, Cang Cang, who has always thought that his body is stronger than a cow, gloated at Xiao Huan's illness, and fell asleep happily. I felt chills in my body, and when I covered my cold body under the quilt, I felt hot again.

Just when she didn't know how many times she stretched out the arms shrunk under the quilt, she heard a voice next to her ear: "Gang Cang?" Cang Cang didn't care who came, he hugged the arm that was stretched out to her forehead to test her body temperature, and rubbed her face against that palm, murmuring: "It's cool, it's really cool." Comfortable." In the end is a fever.Xiao Huan couldn't laugh or cry, and Ren Cangcang took his hand and rubbed it on his face. He was afraid that she would be weak after being wandering outside these days, and would not be able to resist the chills and fever after falling into the water, so he immediately found a blanket to wrap her up and took her back to the inn after landing, but he still couldn't prevent it.

"Cang Cang, don't sleep, wake up." Seeing that the clean clothes he brought in were still neatly placed on the stool beside the bed, and seeing Cang Cang's two arms stretched out from the quilt—this little girl, inside Must have been wearing nothing. Xiao Huan had no choice but to let out a soft voice: "Cang Cang, wake up and put on your clothes." "No! It's so hot!" Cang Cang screamed without opening his eyes, but his arms were like snakes wrapped around sticks, climbing up and hugging Xiao Huan's entire arms in his arms. Xiao Huan's body was almost dragged onto the bed by her, and he grabbed the quilt that had slipped off her shoulders and wrapped her shoulders tightly, comforting her helplessly: "Okay, don't wear any clothes, just cover the quilt."

Cang Cang replied in a daze, and rubbed his face against his arm: "Grandma, I'm dizzy." Xiao Huan paused, sat down on the edge of the bed, and brushed the messy hair on her face behind her ears: "Hey, let go of my hand, I'll get you the medicine, so you won't feel dizzy." Cang Cang pursed his lips, and hugged his arms even tighter as if playing a temper: "Don't!" Xiao Huan knew that she was unreasonable because she was not feeling well, so he half-coaxed and half-coaxed her to take his hand out of her arms, coaxed her to drink the bowl of ginger water he brought, and then wrote the prescription and handed it to the waiter in the shop. Grab the medicine, carefully explaining the required fineness of various medicinal materials.

He went to get a basin of cold water by himself, wrapped Cang Cang's forehead, wrists and calves with a cloth soaked in water, and after Xiaoer got the medicine back, he decocted it himself on the stove. The wet cloth on Cang Cang's body had to be changed every few moments. After the medicine was cooked, Xiao Huan coaxed her to drink it, and coaxed her to drink more water. Probably because of the heat, Cang Cang slept very unsteadily, and Xiao Huan had to tuck back her hands and feet sticking out of the quilt from time to time. This continued until the middle of the night, when Cang Cang finally subsided from the fever and fell into a deep sleep. Her body also turned into an octopus, tightly hugging Xiao Huan, whose body temperature was always cold. A small village surrounded by streams, the fragrance of wheat ears has been sent to the village, the grandma smiled kindly under the locust tree, the grandma is always so good-tempered, and she will not get angry if she clings to her all day long. With her in her arms, grandma can also make sweet osmanthus candy, a layer of osmanthus and a layer of sugar, put it in a jar, dip it with her finger, and put it in her mouth, it's sweet... Waking up from the dream, Cang Cang smacked his lips, no, there was no sweet taste in his mouth, but rather astringent medicinal taste.She tried to open her eyes, the eyes were full of red light, and some strange furnishings gradually became clear—she was in an inn in Hangzhou, not in the village of her childhood, nor by her grandmother's side. Turning her gaze around, she saw the face of the man who was tightly hugged by her. Xiao Huan fell asleep lying beside her, with his back half bent, his head resting on the hard wood of the bed frame, completely accommodating her bad sleeping position, his arms wrapped around her shoulders, and the edge of the brocade quilt was gathered to avoid the cold intrusion. Looking over from Cang Cang, one can just see the faint shadow cast on his face by his long eyelashes.She turned her head sideways again, watching the light shine on his face, as if it would jump, emitting white light. Realizing that she was awake, Xiao Huan opened his eyes, and saw Cang Cang's big bright eyes staring at his face. He smiled, reached out and touched her forehead: "The fever is gone." Cang Cang still stared at his face, and didn't intend to let go of the arms holding his body. After being silent for a while, he suddenly said, "I dreamed about my grandma." Xiao Huan smiled, and there was a soft light in his dark pupils: "Did you sleep well?" Cang Cang nodded, answering his question, and then said: "Before I was four years old, I lived with my grandma in my hometown. I have never seen my mother. Grandma said that my mother went away. In fact, I You know, I don’t have a mother. I haven’t seen my father since I was born until I was five years old. I have nothing but grandma. The children in the village called me a bastard that no one wanted, so I fought with them. No one dared to scold me after beating me." "So you were so powerful when you were young." Xiao Huan smiled and interjected softly. "Of course!" Cang Cang immediately became happy, and grinned at him, "Those who dare to laugh at me must be careful to be beaten!" After she laughed, she looked at Xiao Huan: "I want to know why I hate marrying you so much?" Xiao Huan smiled: "You can talk and listen." Cang Cang's expression is rare and serious: "I swore from a very young age that if I grow up to marry someone, I must marry someone I like very much, and he likes me very much, and then I will spend every day with him They are all very happy. I want to be with him all the time, my child should be loved by both father and mother. "When I thought about marrying you, I thought, you don't like me, and I don't like you, why should I marry you, and if I marry you, you will have to choose many concubines after we get married, so I don't want to marry you." Don't compete with many women for a husband! I hated it when I thought about it, so I just ran out." She looked at Xiao Huan, and suddenly laughed: "However, you look pretty good now... After my grandma passed away and I sent my father back to the capital, I slept alone. It's so comfortable to hold you in my arms. You really look like my grandma." Xiao Huan didn't expect that she would say such a sentence at the end, and it was a bit ironic: "You said so much, just to say that I am very similar to your grandma?" Cang Cang's eyes widened: "I like my grandma very much." Xiao Huan smiled: "I know you like your grandma very much... Don't you feel hungry after talking for so long?" When he mentioned this, Cang Cang felt the emptiness in his stomach, and nodded quickly: "I'm hungry, I want to eat." Xiao Huan smiled and patted her head: "Then you take your hand away and let me get out of bed and order food for you?" Cang Cang let out an "ah", then let go of his hand, turned over and sat up: "Sorry, I forgot." Xiao Huan supported the edge of the bed and sat up, moved his stiff shoulders a little, stretched out his hand to grab the brocade quilt that was about to slip off Cang Cang's shoulders: "You just have a fever, don't catch a cold anymore." Then he smiled: "Are you Girl, it's not good to always let me take advantage of you." It was only then that Cang Cang realized that he was barely wearing any clothes, probably because he was too dizzy after taking off his wet clothes yesterday, so he fell asleep directly wrapped in a quilt, and quietly stuck out his tongue.Thinking of the sleeping position just now, even though he was hugging Xiao Huan, he wrapped the brocade quilt carefully on her body, not to mention the wind, there was not even much real skin-to-skin contact between the two of them. Last night, he was wearing the single shirt on his body and took a rest on the side of the bed. Cang Cang hurriedly put on his clothes, but then found something wrong: "Aren't you in poor health? Why did you fall into the water? Didn't you Fever, I have a fever instead?" Xiao Huanzheng went to the window and opened it, then turned around and smiled at her: "I don't have a fever." Cang Cang put on his shoes and jumped out of bed, looked him up and down suspiciously: "Don't you have a fever? Speaking of which, I haven't seen you feel unwell in the past few days. Is your poor health a lie!" Xiao Huan turned from the window, half buried his face in the sunlight of the window, looked at her and smiled, ignoring the question: "You still have two cages of steamed stuffed buns with chicken sauce for breakfast? But it's almost noon now, you have a cold Some things are not suitable for eating, do you want me to help you choose something more suitable for eating?" Cang Cang looked at him even more suspiciously: "The doctor who saw me last night confessed?" Xiao Huan smiled: "No, I said it. I also prescribed your medicine last night." Cang Cang let out an "ah": "You actually prescribe medicine for me indiscriminately! Do you think you can learn medical skills just by reading medical books? You want to test medicine on me?" "Don't worry, I won't use you to test medicine." Xiao Huan smiled helplessly, "I didn't just read medical books either. I went out to practice medicine with the teacher who taught me six years ago." "Have you ever come out of the forbidden palace?" Cang Cang shouted even more surprised, "You have also practiced medicine? Then you have traveled the rivers and lakes too? No one in the palace found out? What should others do if they find out that you are missing? How often do you come out? How many times have you come out? How do you come out..." Before she finished yelling, she got a second violent shudder on her forehead, Xiao Huan withdrew her hand, "They couldn't find out, many times, they sneaked out...don't call the word "Forbidden Palace" so loudly outside." After that, he smiled helplessly: "You wait in the room for a while, and I'll go get some food." Cang Cang rubbed his forehead and murmured: "It's pretty similar to my grandma when she's fierce, and my grandma also likes to hit me on the head... I'm so dumbfounded by you..." Xiao Huan coughed, looked at her with anger and a smile, opened the door and went out. Cang Cang still muttered in the room: "A few days ago, I seemed to say something wrong... But it doesn't matter, he won't remember it anyway... Let's pretend I didn't say it." She lowered her head and snickered twice: " I didn't say I wouldn't like him, did I?" In the guest room of the inn, Fang Yuan, the imperial guard in black and the commander of the battalion, bowed his head and quickly finished the situation, waiting for an answer. "That's right, they found Fenglai Pavilion." Xiao Huan frowned slightly, and after thinking for a while, he raised his eyebrows and smiled, looking at Ban Fangyuan's left arm: "Are you injured?" Ban Fangyuan nodded: "Yes, I was accidentally stabbed in the shoulder, and it doesn't hinder my movement." "The people sent by Fenglai Pavilion are difficult to deal with." Xiao Huan still smiled: "Fang Yuan, you don't need to come here in the future, and the people from the Gu camp can also go back." Ban Fangyuan visibly froze for a moment: "My lord." "It's not your business, and it can't drag you down." Xiao Huan smiled: "You don't have to worry about things here anymore." Ban Fangyuan was silent for a while, raised his head to look at Xiao Huan for the first time since he came in, and then quickly lowered his head and cupped his fists: "I understand." He paused, "Please take care, my lord." After speaking, he saluted with a sword, and quickly backed out. Watching his figure exit, Xiao Huan frowned slightly again, his eyes fell on the wall beside him, Cang Cang was in the next room behind that wall. It seems that it is no longer possible to continue leisurely. He glanced lightly at the furnishings in the room. From the open window, he looked at the dark night outside the window. In the dark, it seemed that a hand reached out and dropped the chess pieces in his hand onto the chessboard. They all know that this round has only just begun. The West Lake has not returned to the villa, the first villa in the martial arts. The mansion of Wen Yuxian, the number one swordsman in the world, is the legendary holy land of martial arts. Every newly debuted swordsman is proud of being able to perform three moves under Wen Yuxian's Shengxie sword. Wen Yuxian is an undefeated myth in this arena, and the Victory Evil Sword is a sacred object in the eyes of all people in the arena. Cang Cang sat in the water pavilion in Weigui Villa, and had been sitting dryly for half an hour. Half an hour ago, Xiao Huan and Wen Yuxian walked to the courtyard on the other side of the lotus pond. Half an hour passed, and they still hadn't returned. Cang Cang was already lying on the table, playing with his nails boredly. When she picked the fingers on her right hand one by one for the third time, a person's footsteps approached softly, Cang Cang quickly raised her head and saw Xiao Huan. He still had a faint smile on his face as before he entered half an hour ago, but there was an extra long sword in his hand. It was a very old-looking sword, the scabbard was covered with patina, and the hilt was entangled with the pattern of Yazi with teeth and claws. Cang Cang jumped up, staring at the sword suspiciously: "What is this?" "Victory Evil Sword." Xiao Huan smiled, and his tone remained gentle: "I'll borrow it from Master Wen." "If you wanted to borrow it, they lent you the sword?" Cang Cang looked up and down thoughtfully at Xiao Huan, wondering if it was the bright sunlight pouring down from the water pavilion, Cang Cang felt that his face seemed paler than before entering After a while, he twitched his lips and said, "I can't see that you still have such a big face." She stood up and patted her skirt, turned around and left on her own: "Let's go, this Zhuangzhu Wen is really stingy, he doesn't leave anyone to eat, I'm almost starving to death!" Behind her, Xiao Huan's footsteps faltered slightly, and he also followed. The two figures, one in front and one in the back, slowly disappeared into the lush flowers and trees on one side of the lotus pond. In Chen Jian Hall on the other side of the lotus pond, Wen Yuxian was sitting at the stone table in the middle of the hall. In front of him was a wooden shelf, mahogany and black lacquered, shining with a deep light. This is the shelf used to place the Shengxie Sword.When this peerless and famous sword is not in Wen Yuxian's hands, it lies quietly on this bracket, and in the dark and empty Chen Jian Hall, it exudes the unique killing spirit of an ancient weapon. Now, the tray is empty. Wen Yuxian still didn't move until the twilight was stained with the green lake and the heavy buildings. His slightly cloudy eyes penetrated the lotus pond in front of him and looked towards the unknown distance. He lost. When the dagger in the young man's sleeve pierced the light curtain of the Shengxie sword, he seemed to be able to hear the sound of his era slipping away in a hurry. At that moment, he brushed past that young man, the Shengxie Sword buzzed muddyly in his hand, the passage of time suddenly became apparent, and the legend of Jianghu changed hands. The grey-haired swordsman looked down at his callused hands, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his lips, he got up and walked out of the hall that was empty because of the lack of the cold sword energy of Shengxie Sword. look back. Walking back to the city of Hangzhou from Weigui Villa at the foot of Phoenix Mountain, it was already getting late. Walking in the dim light of the street, Cang Cang suddenly stopped and called out: "Xiao Huan." Xiao Huan stopped and turned his head slightly. Cang Cang raised his hand and swung his arms, and smashed the money bag in his hand, aiming at Xiao Huan's head. Missing the target, the purse full of strength landed firmly in one hand, Xiao Huan held the purse and slowly put down his hand. Cang Cang spread his hands: "You really know martial arts. Last night I heard movement outside, and when I came out, I saw a figure and wondered if it was you." Xiao Huan did not speak, his head was lowered, unable to see the expression on his face clearly. Cang Cang then put his hands on his hips: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?" "I'm sorry." Xiao Huan said suddenly, his voice was as calm and steady as usual, he raised his head and smiled, "It's my fault for not telling you sooner." The lights on the side of the street shone on his face, and under his eyes there were A shadow, faint, very close to blue, was cast on the somewhat pale cheeks illuminated by the light. Cang Cang looked at him, he didn't know why he suddenly felt guilty, and his tone subconsciously slowed down: "Okay...Although you didn't tell me, I didn't seem to ask..." As she was talking, she suddenly remembered something: "By the way, you really know martial arts, and you didn't tell me... I thought that pretty things are very delicate." Xiao Huan was silent again. Cang Cang blinked his eyes, looked at him, and said in a very serious tone: "In fact, you are so good-looking, and you really need to know some martial arts to go out and walk alone in the rivers and lakes." Xiao Huan remained silent. Cang Cang rubbed his chin, very serious: "You run around in the rivers and lakes, to some messy place, and it is very dangerous to be seen by others, there are so many women who like to raise male pets, and there are also men who like to molest children! You will be broken if you are bumped into by them! By the way, have you already encountered..." "Cang Cang," Xiao Huan interrupted her, and smiled very gently, "Are you hungry?" He smiled warmly and gently, Cang Cang nodded blankly, and when he got angry, he really felt that he was very hungry. Xiao Huan put the money bag caught in his palm into his sleeve, and his tone was still soft: "After all, you don't need to use it, I will keep your money bag." After speaking, he smiled again: "Let's find a place to eat quickly." Cang Cang nodded obediently, followed his footsteps a few steps before he remembered something, and jumped up in the street: "Why did you take my purse? Who said I don't want to use it? Give it back to me!" The curiosity of the previous moment, and the anger of the previous moment, have long been thrown into the sky. Even Hangzhou City at night is lively. Leaning against the young beauty at the window of the Jiuyuan song building along the street, covering her face with a gauze fan, listening to the gifted scholar playing the piano and reciting poems under the glazed lamp. Next to the faces of talented scholars and beauties are strings of red lanterns, hanging from the high roof to the ground. Under the red willow trees illuminated by the lanterns, there are stalls of hawkers. On the shelves of red and green flowers, there are the latest silk flowers and incense powders, paper kites of various colors, fan calligraphy and paintings with thin gold body, and wrapped clothes. Layers of glistening red fruit juice. The crowd passed by these vendors, and from time to time, one or a pair of men and women stopped in front of a certain stall, bargaining and picking and choosing. Going out of this street is a lake embankment with willows and peaches. This place is a little quieter and darker than the street, and the lovers who bowed their heads and whispered to each other walked slowly. On the lake water reflecting the distant lights, they left their shadowy figures. In the distance of the jasper-like quiet and deep lake, there are scattered light boats and painting boats. There were silk bamboo and a woman's voice faintly coming from the boat, and then disappeared. Cang Cang and Xiao Huan walked on the embankment. Cang Cang wore a Confucian crown on his head and a long robe, and he was shaking a folding fan inscribed with Empress Li's main words in his hand.She just bought this fan at the fan stall, not only did she just buy it, but also she forced Xiao Huan to write it for her on the fan. When she first saw the fan stand, she jumped on it, and then picked left and right, always thinking that the inscriptions on the fan were too ugly.So she grabbed an empty fan, snatched the old man's writing brush from the fortune-telling booth, stuffed it into Xiao Huan's hand, and asked him to write. Holding the pen, Xiao Huan did not refuse, and asked with a smile what word she wanted to inscribe. Cang Cang didn't even think about it, and said casually: "Naturally, people grow up hating water and Changdong." Xiao Huan laughed with a "chi" and said with a smile, "It's better to write that young people don't know what it's like to be sad." Cang Cang's vicious eyes swept across his face, and he raised his leg and stepped on his toes: "If you tell you to write, just write!" His toe was stepped on, so Xiao Huan could only write honestly. After he finished writing, he returned the old fortune-teller's writing brush and thanked him. Then he saw Cang Cang holding his newly written fan and looking at it from left to right, muttering: "It's too upright." The characters on the fan are too rigid and upright, that line is the most popular thin gold font nowadays, with elegant brushwork, but there is a tough and upright spirit in the bones, not like Cangzhu, but more like pine and cypress. Pull it out, Ling Shuang Aoxue.You can write thin gold like a mountain. I don't know what kind of person is writing this word. Cang Cang was stunned for a moment, then smiled all over his face: "The writing is really beautiful, I like it." This handwriting is indeed good, even the owner of the fan stall nodded in praise. So Cang Cang, wearing a men's Confucian shirt, fanned this Xiangfei bamboo handle fan with the inscription "Naturally growing up hates water and Changdong" and painted Phnom Penh, visited two flower houses, called five girls one after another, and walked along the street He drank until he hiccupped non-stop, and then was dragged by Xiao Huan to the embankment to sober up. Cangcang walked staggeringly, and the fan in her hand also swayed. In order to pretend to be chic and desperately refused to let Xiao Huan help her, Xiao Huan had no choice but to let her walk in the middle of the road and walk on the sidewalk to protect her from She accidentally fell into the lake to sober her head. They just swayed here and there and walked along the lake, but suddenly there was a noise on the lake, and a small boat stopped leisurely on the shore not far from them at some point. Standing on the small boat was a young man in white clothes, the hem of his robe was tucked at his waist indiscriminately, his sword eyebrows were slightly raised, and he raised his hand lazily to say hello: "Brother Xiao, long time no see." Xiao Huan seemed to be very familiar with him, and retracted his arm from Cang Cang's side, cupped his hand slightly, and smiled: "Brother Xu, are you all right?" The young man in white laughed loudly, shaking the thick porcelain cup in his hand boldly: "Shanxi Zhuyeqing, do you want to get on the boat?" Xiao Huan glanced at Cang Cang who was already so drunk that he stumbled and hugged the big willow tree by the lake, and smiled helplessly: "I still have a family member here, can I go to brother Xu's boat to rest for a while? " He didn't say "little brother" or "friend", but he actually said "family".The young man in white has traveled the rivers and lakes for many years, what kind of vision is it?At a glance, Cangcang could be seen as a woman in men's clothes, she was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Master Xiao, the girls in our Liutang are still thinking about you, you just found such a little girl to come back, What, Red Luan finally moved?" Xiao Huan didn't deny it either, and smiled: "This is my betrothed wife since childhood." The young man in white clothes seemed to be choked, and the smile on his face was a bit weird: "I said, Mr. Xiao, don't tell me that you are the kind who obeys your parents' orders and the matchmaker's words, and sits at home obediently waiting to marry someone you don't even know. A woman who doesn't even want to touch her toes?" Before Xiao Huan could answer, Cang Cang, with drunken eyes, cut off the conversation and shouted: "I am so smart, gentle, beautiful and lovely, whoever wants to touch my toes, I won't let him touch them!" As she yelled, she tilted her body towards the lake behind the willow tree. Xiao Huan hurriedly stepped forward and hugged her shoulders, but was sprayed with alcohol on her face by a belch, so he had to smile wryly at the young man in white. The man nodded: "Brother Xu is bothering you." The young man in white saw that Cang Cang was really drunk, so he didn't say any more, and stepped aside: "Get on the boat." Xiao Huan hugged him and hung on his body like hugging the big willow tree just now, and walked to the boat along the wooden plank set up by the boatman. On the small boat, apart from the young man in white, there was only one old man rowing.There is a small square table in the cabin that can accommodate two or three people kneeling. On the table is a small red clay stove. The light golden wine is filled in a large coarse porcelain pot, steaming hot on the stove. They boarded the boat and sat down in the cabin, and the old man rowed up the embankment, and the boat slid to the surface of the lake where the night fog was getting thicker. Cang Cang behaved right now, and fell asleep on the soft cushion in the cabin when he boarded the boat, without even making a sound. The young man in white took out a wooden spoon out of nowhere, and took out a large coarse porcelain cup, poured the already boiled green bamboo leaves into the cup, and said with a smile: "This pot of wine is specially made for Brother Xiao to warm, come here How about a taste?" Xiao Huan smiled, took a few sips from the cup, and nodded: "The top-grade Zhuyeqing from the Chu family in Shanxi, I heard that the Chu family in Shanxi only brews a hundred jars of top-grade bamboo-leaf green every year, and only give it to good drinkers. But it’s hard to find money.” The young man in white clapped his hands and smiled: "Sure enough, your mouth is the most delicate, and you can tell the origin of this wine immediately." Xiao Huan also laughed: "I have a teacher who is very addicted to alcohol. He made a special trip to Shanxi and lived in the Chu family for three months. He cured the heart disease of the head of the Chu family. Therefore, all the 100 altars of bamboo leaves in the Chu family that year were brought to him. Back home." The young man in white laughed: "This is called trickery. It's interesting. I really want to meet your teacher." He chanted: "Why is life joyful, and why is death bitter? Kings and grandsons chase dust, beauty and bones, ups and downs and ups and downs to the end of the yellow earth!" After reciting, he refilled the wine glass and paid respects to Xiao Huan from a distance, with a twinkle in his eyes that were as clear as a strong wind. The young man in white is Xu Lai, the left hall master of the Guangming Temple of the Lingbi Sect. Although the Lingbi Sect is an upright cult, he has a lot of friends and has a good reputation among the young knights. Three years ago, he Inadvertently met the young man in front of him who claimed to be Xiao Yuncong. At that time, he sought justice for the poor tenants, and came to Fengfengzhuang, which dominated the middle of Sichuan, alone.It turned out that he just wanted seven points to reason and three points to intimidate, but he didn't expect that Feng Fengzhuang had been acting recklessly for a long time, and even set up an ambush secretly in disregard of the morals of the world. He was caught off guard by several swords and almost died on the spot. Drenched in blood, he broke out of the siege, his eyes turned red in anger, and he turned to kill the leader of Fengfengzhuang. The enemies beside him fell down one by one, exhausted little by little, and in the blood in his eyes, he saw the young doctor beside the owner of Fengyuzhuang, standing silently in a green suit and a shoulder, as if he couldn't even bear a drop of blood contaminated. He thought that he was a doctor who didn't understand martial arts, and a crazy long sword naturally brushed past him, but he didn't expect that the young doctor who was left behind suddenly grabbed his pulse door with one hand, his shoulder shook, and he The long sword moved his hand instantly, and the voice of the person next to his ear was clear: "You have killed too much." Shocked, he threw out his palm with all his might, forcing the newly added enemy away, roaring: "Don't let me kill, why don't you let me wait to be killed by these shameless people who are framed by despicable people?" It seemed that he just hesitated for a moment, and in a blink of an eye, his long sword flew back into his hand. The young doctor put down the dowry on his shoulder and smiled at him: "It's enough to kill here, I'll help you out." The killers of Fengfengzhuang are still rushing forward continuously. He has killed too many people here. If he can't kill him in the middle of the village, the majesty that Fengfengzhuang has worked so hard to build will no longer exist. It is he who forced the opponent to do his best. Is it really because of this moment of loyalty to accompany these young people with their lives?Regret had just welled up in his heart, and his back suddenly leaned against another back. The young doctor handed over his own back to him without hesitation, and at the same time protected his back, judging the situation simply: "From the back It’s easier to get out of Zhuang.” Seeing that the doctor he had invited also jumped into the standing circle, the owner of Fengyu Villa didn't hesitate at all, and swung down with one hand, more swords rushed towards them. The situation was even more critical, but he was shaken, and the despair that had appeared just now was swept away. With a long roar, he swung his long sword to fight again. How they got out of the village from the heavy siege that day, he doesn't quite remember clearly, he just remembers that he was exhausted and passed out in front of his eyes when he just left the village, and when he woke up again, he was already in a In a passenger ship going down the Yangtze River, the beautiful Wu Gorge is outside the ship. The young doctor was still dressed in Tsing Yi, sitting on the bow of the boat with a book in his hand, and beside him was a small stove that was decocting medicine. When he realized that he was awake, he put down the book in his hand, turned his head and smiled slightly at him. . Xu Ziwen has never been weak in his life. Even when he is dying, he will bleed, but he will never shed tears.However, looking at the young man in front of him who didn't even know his name at that moment, his eyes suddenly turned red. There was a doctor by his side, and his injury naturally healed very quickly. In the next few days, he and he would drift along the river by boat. After saying goodbye three years ago, he also met him twice, no matter whether they met by chance or courted each other, each time they had an open and honest friendship, and they left after being exhausted. The children of the rivers and lakes are free and easy, and they have traveled the rivers and lakes for several years. Xu Lai is not without friends who are like this for the first time.But today, when he raised his glass to respect Xiao Huan who was opposite him, he couldn't help feeling disappointed. Seeing Xu Lai's wine toast, Xiao Huan smiled, raised his glass and drank it down, and slowly chanted: "The blood is not exhausted, the grievances are not exhausted, the princes are fighting fire, the people are ants and insects, and the setting sun buries heroes. " This sentence is Xiao Huan's response to Xu Lai blurting out the phrase "Why are you happy in life" after they went down to the south of the Yangtze River by boat when they first met.None of them had forgotten the scene of that day. Xu Lai was in a daze for a while, "Sunset smoke and waves bury heroes", at that time he wondered why he would say such words, at their age, shouldn't they all be dressed in fresh clothes, angry horses and swords in Kyushu, but this one in front of a strong enemy Surrounded by him, the young man who dropped the medicine box and threw himself into the sea of ​​swords and blood to help him with a smile spoke of the setting sun and vicissitudes of life in a light tone. They used to be friends who fought against the enemy back to back, but he never understood him. Xiao Huan in front of him was still smiling faintly like three years ago, as if the indifference that couldn't be concealed by the smile on the corner of his lips hadn't changed. Once again, Xu Lai drank the fine wine in the glass, and with a flick of his wrist, he threw the wine glass into the lake. The porcelain cup stirred up a wave, fell into the dark lake water, and disappeared without a trace. Xiao Huan watched him throw away the wine, smiled, looked down at the wine glass in his hand, and slowly put it back on the table: "Brother Xu came to find me for a drink, right?" 徐来毫不隐瞒：“三日之前我到山西褚家，打烂他们的酒窖偷了这坛酒，今天申时才赶到杭州。” “三日之前……”萧焕说了这么一句，却笑了起来：“这么说现在这坛竹叶青，岂不是独一无二的一坛了？” 徐来长笑：“那是自然，我拿了酒之后就把酒窖中剩余的酒瓮一口气打了个稀烂。今后一年之内，褚家是再也没有上品的竹叶青了。” 萧焕笑：“那我真要谢谢徐兄了，为这独一无二的一坛酒。” 他们说着，年老的船夫已经又把船靠岸了，他们上船的地方靠近孤山，现在停船的地方是映波桥。 舱中熟睡的苍苍好像也觉出船停了，一翻身就搂住了萧焕的腰，往他怀里蹭了蹭，喃喃说梦话：“你身上怎么总是这么凉，这可不成。” 徐来微怔了一怔，想起来问：“你说过吧，你小时有隐疾。” 萧焕按住苍苍不安分的胳膊，笑笑：“就是因为我自小有隐疾，我的那位师长才一定要我学医术。”他看着徐来，又笑笑说，“现在已经无碍了。” 徐来点头，他一时间居然不知道开口说什么好。等了有那么一会儿，他终于抬起头，看向对面的萧焕，那句话，终归还是要说出口的：“萧兄，就此别过……” 萧焕却破天荒地没有等他说完，就打断他：“如果到了必须要你我交手的时候，我会竭尽全力。” 徐来一句话说了一半，半张着口，突然就笑了起来，抚掌：“好！我也必当竭尽全力！” 萧焕一笑，抱起苍苍走上堤岸，向徐来点头示意。 徐来拱手，退回舱中，船桨拨开清澈的湖水，岸边那个年轻人的影子在昏暗的街灯中越来越远，徐来却再也没有回头。 三天前，徐来接到无法无天总堂给各地堂主首领的密令，灵碧教将要倾一教之力去追杀一个名叫萧云从的人。 眼睛滑过灵碧教最隐秘的红字密信时，他还希望自己看错了，但是那三个字写的异常清晰，淋漓的墨汁，宛如鲜血。 淡金色的美酒依然在炉上翻滚，却再也没有人来尝。 夜寒已重的堤岸上，萧焕目送那一叶扁舟渐行渐远，转身走上回客栈的路。 苍苍的酒还没有醒，却知道冷了，又往萧焕的怀里缩了缩，搂住他的肩膀，嘴里乱说：“不怕，我给你暖身子。” 萧焕低头看了看她不肯停歇的小嘴，微微挑起了嘴角，眼底露出一丝笑意，继续在青石铺就的街道上，慢慢的走。 现在距离他得到凤来阁即将追杀苍苍的消息，遣走身边的御前侍卫，也不过就是十几天的时间，十几天之内，灵碧教已经有了动静。 几天前对苍苍的暗杀令，出自谁的授意他很清楚，他比很多人都更清楚的是，他知道那个人的背后，还站着另一个人。一个他一直都知道的人，那个人想要他死，那个人还想着更残酷可怕的事。 现在那个人，逐渐由幕后站到了台前，是他把她逼了出来，还是她真的决定，这一次再也不会放过他？ 脚下的路一步一步的延伸，萧焕走的不快，却也不慢。 他那天说让班方远走，这不是他们的事……这本就不是任何人的事，除了萧氏之外。