Fang Junhe returned to his tent, sat and drank tea for a while, got up and went to Jin Yanchen's tent.

Jin Yanchen has already returned. After bathing, he changed into a dry robe, and only a loose wet hair dripped water, indicating that he had gone out.

Fang Jun was uneasy in his heart.

I don't know if it's psychological, he always feels that Jin Yanchen is in a particularly gloomy mood today. Even if you don't say a word, you can feel a huge sense of oppression.

The agarwood box is filled with ice cubes, and in the center is a crystal white snow lotus, the flower shape is huge and full, and the rhizome is still fresh when it is picked for a long time.

A piece of green bamboo is embedded in the ice crevice under the petals, and a thin mist of water condenses on the back of the jasper-colored bamboo piece, like the condensation on the bamboo branch in the early morning, fresh and dripping.

There is an inscription on the front of the bamboo slip.

Jin Yanchen took out the bamboo slip, closed the wooden box and handed it to Fang Junhe, and said, "Send it to her." ”

His voice was calm, and he could faintly hear a hint of gloom.

Fang Jun and the bow withdrew, retreated to the door, Jin Yanchen raised his head again and said, "Let the ghost phase come over." ”

Fang Junhe chuckled in his heart and responded, "Yes." ”

Ghost Ruo and Ghost Xiang have been guarding outside Mu Dianke's tent since they entered the valley, never leaving an inch. There is no big deal, it has to be a ghost, so Jin Yanchen's sudden summoning of a ghost must be related to Mu Dianke.

I'm afraid that the quarrel between Chang Qianfo and Ling Fu in the rain has already been heard by Jin Yanchen.

By this time the rain had begun to fall, and it was pouring down on the bare branches. The newly haired peach stamen caused the rain to wash all over the ground, and the eyes were full of red, stumps and dew, and it was bleak.

Ghost Ruo and Ghost Xiang were sheltering from the rain in a newly built grass hut outside the tent, and when they saw Fang Jun coming over, they called out together, "Fang Shangjun." ”

Fang Jun and the head of the jaw wanted to confess two sentences, but after thinking about it, the ghost was loyal to Jin Yanchen, and he would not and did not dare to have the slightest idea of helping to cover up, so he gave up and said, "The ghost will go to the Holy Lord's trip, call you." ”

He lifted the curtain and entered the tent.

Chang Qianfo was talking to Mu Dian ridiculously. Mu Dianke leaned on a soft cushion with dark red lotus leaves, his body curled up, his head half crooked, quite coquettish.

A pair of smoky eyes bent down, the eyes were bright, as if the haze had been blown away by the wind, clear and translucent, like a crumpled star reflected in a pool.

Fang Junhe had never seen Mu Dianke like this, his eyes were glowing, and people were also glowing. It was an undisguised joy that radiated from the depths of the heart.

Or have seen it too!

The little girl who had just arrived in the desert sat side by side with her sixth cousin on the stone steps of the cold palace room of Changle Palace, holding in her hand a string of seedless white that her sixth cousin had quietly brought out from the banquet, took a small one with great cherishment, and carefully picked out a large one and sent it to his mouth.

That night, the smile of the little girl who bloomed in the cold palace room and under the light of the cold moon should be so bright and bright.

It's just that too much time has passed, and Fang Junhe can't remember it.

He thought Jin Yanchen should still remember.

He bent down and flashed in, and said with a smile: "What are you two talking about, laughing so happily?" ”

Xu was affected by Chang Qianfo's internal strength, and perhaps because Chang Qianfo was indeed a skilled doctor, when Fang Junhe left not long, Mu Dianke's complexion had improved greatly, and his speech was not as weak as before, so he responded in a crisp voice: "I am saying that a Zheng Guoren went to the market to buy shoes, and measured the size of his feet in advance." As a result, when I arrived at the market, I found that I forgot the size and turned back to get the size. ”

Fang Junhe walked over, handed the agarwood box to Chang Qianfo, and said with a smile: "Isn't this the story of Zheng Ren's buying shoes, why, you haven't heard it when you were a child?" ”

Mu Dianke said: "I've heard it, but it's been a very young time, I can't remember it clearly, and it sounds quite interesting now." ”

Fang Junhe glanced at Mu Dianke with great disgust.

He had known Mu Dianke for some years, but he didn't know that she could laugh like this when she heard a story about Zheng Ren's purchase of shoes. I'm afraid it's not that the story is interesting, but that the storyteller is interesting?

quipped: "Yo, the little pear that you never forget, and there are times when you have a bad memory?" ”

Mu Dian could smell a hint of taste, glanced at Fang Junhe, and turned his head away.

Chang Qianfo took the agarwood box and spread it out at the head of the bed, saw the huge crystal snow lotus, was slightly surprised, and said: "This is the high-grade Tianshan Snow Lotus, where did you get it?" ”

Mu Dian turned his head again when he heard this, and asked the local monarch with the thousand Buddhas.

Fang Junhe didn't want her to worry, so he said, "The Holy Lord gave it, but it's not clear where it came from." ”

Chang Qianfo thought that Wang Changlin was a capable person, and there were a lot of rare medicinal materials that he was looking for, and it was not unusual to find a snow lotus, so he didn't ask anymore.

I carefully inspected the flowers and leaves of the snow lotus, and when I saw that there was nothing wrong, I was relieved to take it into medicine.

Hearing Chang Qianfo's footsteps go far away, Fang Junhe lowered his voice and said, "Why, you didn't convince him?" ”

Mu Dianke shook his head, twisted his fingers at the corners of his clothes, lowered his eyebrows with some embarrassment, and whispered: "He refuses to go, and I ...... I can't say anything about him. ”

Fang Junhe knew that this was the case, Chang Qianfo looked easy-going, but in fact, his idea was extremely strong.

Seeing Mu Dian like this, I am afraid that my heart has fallen to Chang Qianfo, and it is strange that I can persuade him to turn around.

sighed and said in a deep voice: "The situation is not good, I'm afraid you have to take precautions early." ”

Mu Dian can hand over to Fang Jun and do, there are few things he can't do. That said, the situation must be extremely tricky.

Lowering his eyebrows, he suddenly raised his head and said, "Why do you say my brother must kill a thousand Buddhas?" What good is it for him to kill a thousand Buddhas? Will he offend Chang Jiabao, can't he even see through this little bit of stake? ”

Fang Junhe saw that the doubts in her eyes were real, not like a fake, but he couldn't help but sigh for Jin Yanchen: he had deceived himself all these years, and the people around him had not deceived a few people, but they had completely blinded Mu Dianke.

said: "His mind doesn't have to guess anymore." If he lets you and Chang Qianfo continue, won't he offend Chang Jihai in the end? ”

Mu Dianke's eyes darkened, he hung his head in silence for a long time, and suddenly said: "Junhe, I'm uncomfortable. ”

She has always been strong and rarely shows weakness.

Fang Junhe only felt soft in his heart, looked at her and said with pity: "I know." ”

Mu Dianke shook his head: "No, you don't know. She was so frustrated that she cried, and raised her hand to cover her face, and the small face of the slap was covered under the palm of her hand, leaving only a smooth forehead and a chin that opened and closed.

"I sometimes wonder what heinous things I did in my last life that made this life so difficult. What you love will be lost, and what you want will not be ......"

Fang Jun stood with Mo for a moment and said, "All living beings are suffering, not just you. ”