Brother, he doesn't understand style

Chapter 52

Xu Zheng's return allowed Chen Ziqing's injury to be resolved, and the matter of Rong Yin was also brought up. He was not surprised after learning the ins and outs, as if he had already known that his parents were the Yun family couple who were once famous in the cultivation world.

It's just that when Rong Yin continued to question, the other party ignored it speciously.

Xu Zheng was thinking about the two of them's doubts about Daoist Zhenyang, and pondered: "This matter may be a misunderstanding."

In the battle against Liu Yuexue 40 years ago, he was rescued by this person. At that time, he thought that Fu Shuxuan was a young talent, so later on, he would do whatever he could to ask for anything.

After the previous turmoil, the comprehension world was severely damaged, and it really needed to take a good rest. In case of accidental rebirth, the two major sects of Tiangang Dao and Changqing Mountain were the leaders.

The reason why everyone respects these two factions as the leaders is naturally because they have contributed a lot in this battle. If Xu Zheng hadn't captured and killed the leader of the other party, they would have fallen into the hands of the crooked sect.

And Daoist Zhenyang, that is, Fu Shuxuan at that time, was courageous and resourceful even though he was a young man, and no one would not admire him when he broke in alone and took the risk to save Xu Zheng, who was seriously injured.

Therefore, he was immediately promoted to the position of head after the war, and took over as Tiangangdao.

Later, Xu Zheng didn't like that kind of scale, so he didn't participate in these.

It's just that there are still many elders in the cultivation world after all. Although what happened back then is enough to be a good talk, it will gradually calm down and sell the old.

In the face of some big issues, there is still some desire to overwhelm Tiangang Dao, because Fu Shuxuan's seniority is not as high as them, and he feels that if he obeys this kid in everything, he will lose face.

Therefore, Xu Zheng will come forward at Fu Shuxuan's request at that time, and those people will not be able to say more because of Xu Zheng's face. Afterwards, under the leadership of Tiangang Dao, the cultivation world is indeed going uphill, and he feels even more that he is The people who have helped me over the years have not lost their eyes.

In the blink of an eye, 40 years have passed.

Fu Shuxuan has become the Lord of Zhenyang Dao respected by everyone in the cultivation world, and Tiangang Dao is also a symbol of righteousness. No one can challenge Fu Shuxuan face to face, and Xu Zheng rarely intervenes in the affairs of various sects anymore. .

It's just that if Rong Yin's words are true, his prestige still exists, so he must be taken care of.

After Xu Zheng made up his mind, he instructed: "It is inconvenient for you juniors to intervene in the matter of Tiangang Dao. If it is really Fu Shuxuan who is uneasy and kind, as a teacher, he will not take into account the feelings of the past, but I think it is very likely that it is his subordinates. disciples."

He hadn't seen Fu Shuxuan for many years, and his impression was still 20 years ago, that Fu Shuxuan was modest, polite, and upright, and he really didn't seem like someone who would go astray.

The other three who stayed in the mountain were naturally there too, and Yue Zilun immediately agreed: "Yes, Daoist Zhenyang has a high prestige in the cultivation world these years, although he is a little concerned about face and likes to be admired by others. , but it’s harmless, and I don’t think it’s his.”

"That's right, his disciples must have done it!" Bai Zi'an said quickly.

Only Lin Zichuan remained silent, frowning and meditating, just when everyone thought he had some unique insights, he suddenly realized: "Senior Brother Zilun, I know how to beat you!"

The index finger he raised seemed to be telling everyone how smart he was, but when he met everyone's gaze, he retracted immediately.

Xu Zheng let out a big sigh: "You guys are really getting more and more unruly. If this goes on like this, I really want your senior brothers to take good care of you!"

But this is useless, because this sentence has been said many times, and they know that the master is too lazy to care, and the brother doesn't care, so it is really rare that Changqing Mountain can still be admired in the cultivation world.

The quarrel was over, Xu Zheng returned to the previous topic: "You guys have to stay in the mountain for a few days to heal your wounds, so don't worry about it, I will go down the mountain with a few of your juniors to have a look."

Hearing this, the faces of the three people changed drastically, and they hurriedly said, "Master, are we going too?"

"Nonsense! Otherwise, why don't you let your senior brother go?" Xu Zhengyi glared, and then began to arrange: "Zi Chuan Zi'an, you two go to inquire about the news of Gui Yimen, remember not to expose it, let alone let others know about you. Looking for one."

When they heard that they were assigned to other tasks, the two immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

The remaining one happily waited for his errand, but couldn't wait for a long time, and asked, "Master, what about me?"

"You? Of course, follow me to Tiangang Road."

"what!"

Sadness and jealousy made his face ugly.

……

After watching Xu Zheng and the other three go down the mountain, it was already afternoon.

In the past few days, the rations in the mountains have been almost exhausted.

"Senior brother, let's go down the mountain and go to the market to buy something. There is nothing left in the past few days." Rong Yin mustered up the courage to invite the other party.

After what happened yesterday, he suddenly understood, and understood that his brother must have driven him away because he didn't want him to know about his injury.

Chen Ziqing looked at him and finally acquiesced.

The two packed up and went down the mountain. They couldn't run into each other because they were not on the same road. There was a small town not far from the foot of Changqing Mountain.

Although the sparrow is small and has all the internal organs, everything needed on the mountain is also bought from there.

In the realm of comprehension, not everyone wants to attain Taoism and become an immortal, nor do they all want to pursue fame and fortune. Therefore, many people who have lived in the realm of comprehension since childhood, but have no interest in these things, will choose one Make a home everywhere.

And this small town is full of stores opened by cultivators. It has been a long time, from small to large, from simple to prosperous. a stable.

It is precisely because of this that these people basically know the people in Changqing Mountain. Rong Yin used to come here often when he was on the mountain, so this time when he came back and passed by, he was recognized by many acquaintances.

Chen Ziqing likes vegetarian food, so his favorite thing to buy is the vegetable and fruit stall. This store is jointly run by a couple with two children.

Today, it was only the woman who was enthusiastically putting vegetables in the baskets for the buyers, and chatting cheerfully with others.

When they approached the woman, they noticed it, and immediately recognized Chen Ziqing when they saw it, but when they looked at Rong Yin, they paused, then frowned and thought for a moment, and suddenly said: "Xiao Daoist!"

That was many years ago, because the disciples of Changqing Mountain are too lazy to cook, especially the younger ones, it is impossible to go down the mountain alone to buy.

But Rong Yin is different, he will come every few days, and it will be uninterrupted for several years, so the old woman is very impressed with him, and calls him the leader of the trail every time.

It's just that the future has changed a lot in the past two years, so it's a bit weird to call a strong, seven-foot man like this.

Seeing the flash of discomfort on Rong Yin's face, she hastily apologized, and then changed her words: "My lord, don't mind, I'm used to shouting!"

"No problem."

"Young master, it's been more than two years. At first, my husband and I thought you were sick. A few days ago, I left you the fruits and vegetables you like to buy on weekdays. After that, I didn't see you for more than half a month. I'm still worried that something happened to you."

Speaking of which, the woman watched Rong Yin grow up from a young age, Rong Yin was very polite to her, thanked her and began to skillfully pick vegetables.

Businessmen are used to saying that their products are the freshest, so don't worry.

The woman is no exception, but she also said something, directed at Chen Ziqing: "This son was young at that time, and my husband and I would often ask him that he buys the same every day, so he won't get bored. Does the Daoist know how the little Daoist answered back then?"

"how?"

Madam covered her mouth to cover her laugh, and giggled: "The little Daoist said that his brother loves to eat these dishes he cooks the most, so the Daoist must be that senior brother?"

Chen Ziqing was a little embarrassed by her question. He never cared much about what he ate every day. It was only after Rong Yin was suddenly picked up by the Rong family that he realized that his appetite was not as good as before.

As for the reason, I never thought about it.

At this time, after listening to the woman who sells vegetables, and the junior brother in the mountain seems to have said that it was Rong Yin who spoiled his appetite, so that he would lose his taste for anything else.

Looking at the other party's picking and picking movements, it is really the frequent buying that makes them so proficient.

It doesn't matter if the women didn't get an answer, anyway, they never cared about these things, after Rong Yin picked it up, he made the final decision, but after collecting the money, he suddenly squatted down and brought a watermelon up from under the stand.

"You take this back home. My husband and relatives have had a bumper crop this year, and they can't finish eating too much. Don't be too polite, you two priests, it will almost go bad if you leave it alone!"

Even so, they still declined a few times, and the other party insisted on giving it, so they had to accept it in the end, thanked them a few times, and went elsewhere.

After buying some more fish, the two of them went back with their hands full.

The market town here is not far from Changqing Mountain, so he didn't bother to use his sword. Rong Yin also liked to be able to walk slowly with the other party. Although there was no verbal exchange, it made people feel happy.

Not long after leaving the market town, Rong Yin took all the things in the opponent's hand.

"What are you doing?" He suddenly took the thing in Chen Ziqing's hand, his eyes were a little dazed.

Rong Yin felt a little itchy in his heart, he didn't take that step in the past, he only thought that his seniors were so cold and unreasonable.

But since I did such a bold thing a few days ago, I feel that it is really cute that the senior brother is so cute.

"Brother's fingers are a little red, I can't bear it."

"..." Chen Ziqing's neck gradually turned red, and he didn't even notice it.

But Rong Yin was paying attention all the time, as if he had discovered something and kept it in his heart, it turned out that senior brother can't listen to sweet words.

In the future, if I have a chance, I will talk more and see how my brother blushed.

After walking all the way back, the two of them didn't communicate any more, and I don't know if he was thinking too much. He always felt that as long as he walked faster and wanted to catch up with each other, the person in front seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. The footsteps quietly also accelerated.

By the time we got back to the mountain, the sky was just getting close to dusk, and it was time to cook.

After telling Chen Ziqing to go back to the room to rest, Rong Yin began to pick and wash vegetables. With his sleeves rolled up, he became a chef. Although he hadn't used a knife for a long time, he was still quite fluent in knife skills.

The knife rises and falls, the movement is like flowing water, although there are no fancy moves, it is also surprisingly beautiful.

The broad shoulders and thin waist are all the more conspicuous when wrapped in a cloth.

The hands are constantly busy, strong and powerful is the intuitive feeling of the forearm, while the hands that keep walking between the ingredients and the knife board are slender and well-defined, and every stroke is pleasing to the eye.

When everything was ready and ready to light the fire, Rong Yin noticed the figure standing at the door of the kitchen for a long time.

He was slightly stunned, and then smiled: "Why did senior brother come out, the sky will be cold soon, don't blow the wind, go back quickly."

"I'm a little hungry, so let's take a look."

The other party walked in after speaking. The large outer shirt on his body had been taken off, and the sleeves were rolled up. He came prepared, not because he was hungry to see something.

However, this was very gratifying to Rong Yin, the tense relationship between the two had been tormenting him for too long, and finally there were some signs of easing up.

"Then I will trouble my brother to light a fire for me."

How difficult is it to start a fire, Chen Ziqing raised his hand and wanted to use a spell, but Rong Yin hurriedly stopped him: "Senior brother, don't do it!"

He couldn't laugh or cry when he saw the other party's eyes asking.

"Brother, since you are cooking, you need to make a good fire, you don't need to use spells." He handed over the torch beside him, turned it on and blew it on as a demonstration, "Light this up as hay..."

"I know." Chen Ziqing interrupted him and took it.

All the calmness and indifference before were gone, replaced by the red spot behind the ear, obviously embarrassed by what he had just taken for granted.

Although Rong Yin wanted to laugh, he still held back, lest he would drive people away in anger.

The cooking of a meal was very harmonious, Chen Ziqing had never seen Rong Yin cooking before, he even forgot to put firewood in it while squatting at the stove.

He still felt that the fire was a little smaller, and the cook asked him a question in his busy schedule, which reminded him of the business, and he put a lot of sticks, but almost burst into flames and burned himself.

"Cough cough cough..."

When Rong Yin heard this, he hurriedly checked, and was relieved when he saw that he was only smoked by the fire. While covering the pot to suffocate the fish inside, he hurriedly pulled him up, and patted the dust along the way.

"Senior brother, go out quickly, your clothes will be dirty here, just leave the rest to me." He pushed the person out as he spoke, and he quickly turned around and went back to clamp the firewood that had been put too much come out.

Chen Ziqing smeared a strip of inconspicuous pot ash on his forehead, his forehead hair was scattered in front of his head, and a pair of peach blossom eyes were reflected with flickering firelight.

And what he saw was that busy figure, obviously his own clothes were the most dirty.

"Senior brother, why are you still standing here?" Rong Yin took out the extra firewood and put it out with water, turned around and saw him, smiled helplessly and walked over: "Don't worry, senior brother, I've done it for almost ten It's New Year's dinner, so I can get busy."

After he finished speaking, he caught a glimpse of the smudge on his forehead, and wiped it with the clean place on the back of his hand. After a long time, Chen Ziqing frowned and asked, "You used to be like this every day?"

Rong Yin didn't know what he was talking about. After all, the expression on the other side didn't seem like he thought he was cooking, but like he was doing something that would cause a lot of pain. After repeated confirmation, he realized that he was really doing something. Say cooking.

"In the past, when senior brothers practiced or read and studied ancient books, I would go down the mountain to that market town to buy, and after I came back, I would start cooking for senior brothers. Thinking about that time, I really miss it."

Seeing his satisfied smile, Chen Ziqing frowned even deeper: "What is there to miss? Surrounding the stove every day, you..."

"What's wrong with being around the stove?" Rong Yin interrupted him, still with a very satisfied expression, "Although everyone in the comprehension world can practice bigu, but if you are not in good health, you should eat more. I think it can make you healthy and me heart is very happy."

He took the other's hand hanging by his side and placed it on his chest.

That place was his heart, and the rhythm of shock and shock hit the palm of his hand, which actually made a plopping sound in his ears.

"You don't have to."

Chen Ziqing seemed to be burned, and quickly withdrew his hand and hid it behind his back, making a fist. The temperature in his palm seemed to be unable to dissipate for a long time.

Rong Yin suddenly became serious, tore off the apron on his body, and took off his oily coat on the ground, regardless of whether he would step on it or not, he directly pulled the person opposite, and slammed it against the kitchen on the outer wall.

"Brother, did you misunderstand me?" He was so close to the person being pinned down that his breath became entangled.

Chen Ziqing turned his face away and said nothing.

But not talking is not a way to escape the problem, the other party has trapped him for long enough, even if he has always respected his tolerance, he can't bear it any longer.

Today he made it clear to the other party what he did wrong to make him treat him so uncertainly.

Thinking of this, he actually picked up the person.

Chen Ziqing exclaimed: "Rong Yin!"

Rong Yin, who was carrying the other party on his shoulders, showed a very strong expression, and said: "Call me Huaining, senior brother doesn't want to have anything to do with me like that!"

Although he is older than him, Rong Yin's figure is indeed much stronger than him, and his strength is far superior to his own.

In recent days, Chen Ziqing has seen more and more clearly that in the past Rong Yin was always just so childish, as if she had no lethality, but in fact she was pretending to show herself.

Chen Ziqing pretended to be indifferent and said: "If you don't let me down again, don't blame senior brother for punishing you for being disrespectful."

"Now is my senior brother again?" Rong Yin started to walk, and said as he walked, "Didn't senior brother say that I have left Changqing Mountain and am no longer from Changqing Mountain?"

"you!"

"What's wrong with me?"

After finishing speaking, he patted the round buttocks under the white clothes again, the elasticity felt in the palm was excellent, Rong Yin was now determined to be strong to the end.

For so many years, I have been so cautious that I dare not even say a serious word, but in the end it has come to such a point.

Chen Ziqing suffered a loss and because he was unable to resist at this time, he was carried all the way back by this person. Thinking that he had never suffered such humiliation in so many years, he became so angry that he almost wanted to kill him with his palm.

Walking quickly to the back room, Rong Yin put the person down, and then put his arms around his waist and pressed down on the bed. Because Chen Ziqing was cold, the quilt was thicker, and the two of them just fell on it without feeling any pain. .

The other party pushed and shoved him: "Stop making trouble."

Panting heavily, Rong Yin arched against his shoulder, rubbing his teeth against the delicate skin on the side of his neck.

"Senior Brother, I will make it clear to you today, to save you from treating me like this all day long, which makes me feel very uncomfortable."

Chen Ziqing dodged left and right, and said, "What's the matter?"

"It's very uncomfortable." He replied in a muffled voice, took a sip from the sweet place, reluctantly let go, and then said: "Senior brother has promised me to be my Taoist partner, but he is not even worried about you." You don’t even give me any rights, and your injuries are all caused by me, so why can’t you let me know?”

"..." The other party continued to dodge without saying a word.

Rong Yin suddenly turned him over and lay down on the ground, letting him support his body to look at his gaze, and said seriously: "Senior brother, answer me."

"have nothing to say."

"..." His reaction was a bit stiff. Rong Yin will not get frustrated as easily this time as before. Anyway, he has been hurt to the extreme, so why not be afraid, he changed his position again and pressed him down, "Then I'll say it."

After that, he took a sip of the other party's rosy lips.

"Senior brother told me to go away that day. I was really sad. I have been by my brother's side since I was a child. But my brother never said harsh words to me. That night my heart seemed to be riddled with holes. It hurts badly."

His voice was originally very deep, but it was only pretending to be so bright and uplifting in order to make Chen Ziqing listen more pleasantly on weekdays, but now he recovered his original voice and felt much more comfortable.

At this time, the light in the room was dim, and the up and down angles were extremely close. On the contrary, Chen Ziqing felt that this deep voice seemed to flow out a kind of ecstatic power, which made him calm down involuntarily.

Rong Yin continued to speak, extremely domineering: "I am so sad that I really want to press senior brother under me like this, touch your whole body with both hands, and take you as my own. Push away."

"……To shut up."

This kind of words made Chen Ziqing frowned subconsciously. He had never heard of it before, but it was not a good word when he heard it.

Rong Yin seemed to be addicted to talking, and refused to let it go: "Later, I wanted to ask my senior brother to clarify, but the senior brother refused to talk to me at all, and said that I am no longer a member of the teacher's school, so he insisted on driving me away. Brother, do you know how hurtful your indifferent attitude is?"

As he spoke, he licked those lips fiercely and bit them twice, and after a moment of recollection, he continued: "If I didn't care too much about senior brother and wanted to keep you by my side too much, I might really have to Let's go, wouldn't Senior Brother be reluctant?"

"I……"

Naturally it will.

But even if Chen Ziqing knew it in his heart, he would never say it.

"Huh? What are you?" Rong Yin groped his hand between the two of them, teasing slightly, and asked in a serious manner: "Brother, call me Huai Ning to listen."

"Call me."

Chen Ziqing's face was burning hot from his stare. This emotion came too suddenly, and he was scared by the unfamiliarity. In the end, he surrendered and muttered in a low voice, "...Huaining."

"Brother!"

Rong Yin seemed to be stimulated by something suddenly, and suddenly bit his neck, his heavy panting sound was like the roar of a wild animal, and after hissing enough, he resumed his usual weak voice.

"Brother, do you know that I'm really sad these days and I'm about to die..."

Such a voice coupled with his buried head really moved Chen Ziqing's heart of compassion. He knew what he was doing these days, but...

"Huaining, I'm doing it for your own good, and it's also my wish."