Bamboo, known as the four gentlemen in the flower, because it also has bamboo knots in the hollow, it is said to be temperamental, vain and unpretentious, but also gives people a sense of toughness and uprightness!

Everyone in the world loves bamboo, this Qingliao is also built with bamboo, and it is surrounded by bamboo forests, however, Yun Qingyu has never loved bamboo, and even for bamboo, he is a little disgusted and hated from the bottom of his heart.

Why? He would have said this, shaking his folding fan—

"You only know the deep meaning of the bamboo, but ignore the bamboo product (Xiaosheng), although the character is quite high but born domineering, the root system is strong and grows very fast, therefore, where there is a large piece of bamboo, there is no room for other plants to grow, in this way, bamboo is hegemonic, neither melts people, nor does not tolerate people, the old man does not like, the old man does not like it!"

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has been squatting beside the unconscious Lin Anlie for a long time, Ah Ci seems to like this young man very much, not because he was born like a girl, just because he is an ordinary man, and he has the powerful spiritual power of a silk puller, which is interesting enough.

A pair of eyes were tightly closed, a pair of hands were clenched into fists, Lin Anlie's brows were deeply locked, his body twitched from time to time, his eyelids were beating frequently, and his trembling long eyelashes were like a small night moth that was carefully flapping its wings in the dark night.

Curious in his heart, Ah Ci put his hand over his eyes, and felt a squirm under his hand, which was both a little warm and a little (crispy) (itchy).

"Ah Ci-" Yun Qingyu glanced at him and laughed softly, "Don't be unreasonable!"

Sticking out his tongue, Ah Ci quickly withdrew his hand and asked in a low voice: "Boss, you said that this kid was born with such a female appearance, is it because the silk master has always had only women?"

Shrugging his shoulders, Yun Qingyu didn't answer, just made a noncommittal expression.

"Hmm-" Lin Anlie, who was in a coma, suddenly turned over, his breathing became short, as if he was caught in a nightmare, and his face was red and white (hum) (chirp) and said, "Don't, don't be like this, Brother Mo, the day is still there, no, it's not like that, don't, don't come here......"

Hearing his childlike dream, Ah Ci squatted down in front of him again, gently stretched out his little fat hand to poke his cheek, and called: "Hey, Lin Anlie, wake up, hey-ah-"

Lin Anlie didn't know if he felt that someone was calling him, so he suddenly sat up with a scream, first stupidly covered his red little face and laughed wildly, then calmed down, and found the two people in front of him.

"Uh-" He sat down on the ground, retreated back and forth to the edge of a bamboo table, and then hid behind the legs of the table, and asked vigilantly, "You, who are you?"

Ah Ci, who was so frightened by him that he also sat on the ground, stared at a pair of (Mi Qing) bright eyes, slowly stood up, like a little beast that had become well-behaved after being frightened, and retreated to Yun Qingyu's side with low eyebrows.

"Don't worry, little friend!" Yun Qingyu poured a cup of tea, floated to Lin Anlie out of thin air, and said with a smile, "We are not your enemies, besides, we saved you back!"

After that, he saw Lin Anlie holding the teacup, so he withdrew the spell, and pointed to Mo Yifan, who was still unconscious.

"Brother Mo!"

As soon as he saw Mo Yifan, Lin Anlie stood up and staggered over, his eyes revealed tenderness, and he reached out to carefully comb his somewhat messy hair.

"No need to worry. Seeing his appearance, Yun Qingyu hurriedly comforted, "He just suffered some external injuries, plus some other factors are a little weak, and he will naturally wake up in a while!"

Jiang Xin touched Mo Yifan's smooth forehead a few more times, feeling a trace of sticky sweat and Shang Ke's body temperature, Lin Anlie relaxed a little, walked to the opposite side of Yun Qingyu and sat down.

Poured a cup of tea again for him, Ah Ci also moved a small bamboo stool and sat down, staring at Lin Anlie with big eyes flickering and staring.

Although he was stared at a little unnaturally, Lin Anlie still smiled politely at him, took a sip of the teacup, looked at Yun Qingyu, and did not say a word, always maintaining a sweet smile on his face.

couldn't be clearer than what he wanted to ask, Yun Qingyu closed the folding fan and put it in his hand, took out the cigarette pouch and pot again, filled it with tobacco and lit the fire, and smoked it with the same gentle gaze, but he refused to spit out a word.

Ah Ci, who was sitting between the two of them, obviously felt the increasingly tense atmosphere, pursed his mouth and swallowed his saliva, coughed lightly twice, and said, "Old, boss, you are still-"

After reaping Yun Qingyu's gaze that was not angry but cold (forced), he swallowed his saliva again and obediently closed his mouth.

No matter how silent the duel is, one side will definitely lose in the end, but unexpectedly, this time it is Yun Qingyu who loses.

"Ahem, little friend, how long are you going to look at me like this?" he asked helplessly, spitting out a cloud of white smoke, turning the cigarette pouch in his hand.

The corners of one side of his mouth raised, and Lin Anlie's gentle smile became a little evil, but it was only a moment, and it quickly returned to its original state.

"The boss brought the two of us here, I'm afraid it's not a coincidence that we're passing by!" he said softly.

"That's nature!" Yun Qingyu didn't hide it at all, and replied bluntly, "Ah Ci and I are here to save you!"

"I want to know, what happened?" Seeing that Ah Ci secretly filled a cup of tea for himself, Lin Anlie nodded to him to express his gratitude, and continued to ask, "Also, how much do you know about me?"

Knocking the extinguished cigarette ash on the sole of his shoe, refilling the tobacco and relighting it, Yun Qingyu took two puffs and said, "Since you were a child, you don't do anything with people, just because you know that you will hurt people if you make a move!"

Shrugging his shoulders noncommittally, Lin Anlie said unabashedly: "This is not the case at the beginning, until——"

"Until you meet the day dive!" Yun Qingyu didn't let him say the words as he wished, so he intercepted, "It's just that later, with his protection, you don't need to make a move, just hide behind him, if it weren't for the demon bite to take out the life of the second son of the Mo family, you must have forgotten that you still have that ability, right?"

Hearing the end, Lin Anlie's brows were tightly locked together, he couldn't figure it out, the boss in front of him who even looked a little sloppy said that the score was not bad, as if he could see through his heart at a glance, this feeling really made people a little embarrassed.

"Although my mother has been hiding it from me, when I first discovered the spirit silk of my ten fingers, I knew that the reason why my father left us was because he discovered my mother's secret and ran away in fear!"

Touching his hand that was unconsciously clenched into a fist in distress, Ah Ci flattened his mouth and resisted the urge to cry with red circles in his eyes.

"You're wrong!" Yun Qingyu put away his smile, put away his face, and said solemnly, "You should be honored that you are the last and only remaining matchmaker in this world!"

Threader?!

Although this word is a bit unfamiliar, Lin Anlie can also guess seven seven or eight in terms of his own ability, ten fingers to make a spiritual silk line, can use all things as puppets, life and death are all on his own line, just like a puppet show artist who pushes a cart around the rivers and lakes, hiding everything behind the scenes.

Looking at his pensive look, the corners of Yun Qingyu's mouth hooked a playful smile, and said faintly: "Little friend, you are really interesting!"

"Isn't it interesting?" Raising his head, Lin Anlie laughed deeply, "It's just that I'm resigned to it, and I'm just complaining and accepting the arrangement of fate!"

"Not bad!" Yun Qingyu nodded and continued, "Fate, although you can't escape it, you can also choose how to contact it, as if you hold a key to open the door of fate, whether you open it and send yourself in, or stand outside the door, it's also up to you!"

To Lin Anlie's ears, these words seemed a little funny.

When the key of fate was held in his hand, it was clearly a kind of poison, along the ten fingertips as if there was life, all the way up to the heart, and then from the chest burst out of a sinuous and tender bud, stretching out countless tentacles and finally forming a web with thorns, from the inside and outside to entangle themselves to death, even if the heart beat slightly, it would be scraped bloody.

Although, to outsiders, Lin Anlie's world is full of birds and flowers, no one knows that his heart is already icy and snowy.

However, he still felt that he was still not thin in God's treatment of him, he met Daydive when he was young, and met Mo Yifan at a good age!

When he first met in the forest that day, the person in white was stunned by his sudden appearance, and his stunned eyes were deeply imprinted in Lin Anlie's heart, and at that moment, he felt that the ice in his heart had melted, and the first bit of warmth in many years had fallen.

"Day Dive!"

Mo Yifan, who had always been unconscious, suddenly woke up, and looked around only to find that he was in Qingliao, his body was so stiff that he could barely lift his arm and pinch his head as if it was about to crack.

"Yo-" Ah Ci, who disappeared into the liao at some point, suddenly ran in from the door, and after seeing him, he grinned happily and said, "The second son of the Mo family's iceman woke up in time, and I just cleaned up those eyes that haven't had time to climb out of the demon formation!"

"What about day diving?" Without even looking at him, Mo Yifan just looked at Yun Qingyu and asked.

"Who knows!" Putting away the cigarette pouch that had already been extinguished and cleaned up, Yun Qingyu walked up to him with a cup of tea at just the right temperature, and said, "Where is Xu fighting with the big gang of demons!"

“......”

His words made Mo Yifan's eyebrows stand up in an instant, and he quickly stood up from the ground and rushed out directly and quickly disappeared into the bamboo forest, not even caring about the teacup that was knocked over by himself in Yun Qingyu's hand, and Lin Anlie's ardent expectant gaze.