14- The bottom of the lake
Cheng Xiu took Yun Xiang to the house, and there was only the footsteps of two people in the long corridor.
"Ugh." Yun thought about whether he could find a topic to break this embarrassment. She thought of the morning, and hurriedly asked Cheng Xiu with a sideways face: "Did I be friends with you before I lost my memory?" Forget about you, you're very unhappy. ”
Cheng Xiu raised his eyes and looked at her, "How many times have we only met?" ”
I've seen it a few times, why do you feel that Cheng Xiu knows Yun Xiang very well before? Could it be that the cold aura of the two of them is very compatible, and one side is Sanqiu?
"Hehehe." Yun Xiang couldn't answer the conversation at this time, he talked to death with a word, and he was a topic terminator.
Next, Yun Xiang had no choice but to resign himself to his fate and go with him.
The two men walked through the long hallway and went up to the second floor. From the second floor, you can see the laketop lake, and only Cheng Xiujia's lights are reflected in the dark night. Yun Xiang put his hand under his eyes to make a telescope, and vaguely saw the lights of the Drunken Wind Building, and saw that the lake was really big, and the Drunken Wind Building was quite far away from here.
Walking through the corridor on the second floor, Yun Xiang was taken to a peculiar door, Cheng Xiu opened it, and it was a downward road, bottomless.
This road is gorgeously decorated and brightly lit, and I don't know if it leads to a palace.
Cheng Xiu pulled a car and sat on it himself.
"Roller coaster?" Yun Xiang complained, and Cheng Xiu replied silently, "Cross the tunnel car." ”
Yun couldn't think of any gorgeous complaints, and obediently followed. The car was pulled by a device on the tunnel floor and slid slowly downward.
Yun Xiang couldn't see the power, guessed that there should be a waterwheel or something on the lake outside, and used the traction of the waterwheel to make the car move.
There are enough lights in the tunnel, except for the extraordinarily quiet that makes Yun Xiang a little scared, Yun Xiang can't see any clues.
After about ten minutes, the car was set. Yun Xiang was already cold and had goosebumps.
Cheng Xiu got out of the car and opened the door in front of him.
The world at the bottom of the lake suddenly appeared in front of Yun Xiang's eyes.
At the lower end of the tunnel is a transparent room, made of glass, with only a soft seat for seating, and the walls are empty.
"Aren't you afraid of the dark?" Yun Xiang shrunk his neck, "This hellish place is too cold, how can you stay there." ”
"The water used by Mr. to study ink was cultivated by condensing the cold qi at the bottom of the lake when I was cultivating, if you want it, just wait for me for a while." Cheng Xiu ignored Yun Xiang's words, sat on the cushion, and closed his eyes.
The room was quiet, Yun Xiang looked at it, secretly pinched a small fire in the palm of his hand, and saw a stone next to the cushion that he didn't know where to put it and what it was for, so he moved the flame over and made a lamp temporarily.
With light in the room, she could see the world beyond the glass.
The bottom of the lake is quiet, and the only places you can see are the rocks at the bottom of the lake, not even a single fish.
Yun wanted to hear that in the deep water and the lightless place, the creatures growing were ugly, so it was better not to show up, so as not to scare her.
She looked back at Cheng Xiu, who was meditating, and couldn't help but sit in front of him close to him.
A fifteen-year-old boy has the indifference and handsomeness that should not be there at this age.
After watching it for five minutes, Yun wanted to draw conclusions. She couldn't help but sigh, could it be that Fei Mei, a person who cultivates immortals, is handsome? Is the result of cultivating immortals a handsome face?
Cheng Xiu suddenly opened his eyes, and was so frightened that Yun wanted to take a step back, and fell on his back and turned his head into the sky.
Cheng Xiu stood up, walked to the wall, and knocked. A thick fog appeared, and Cheng Xiu took out a glass of transparent water from the thick fog.
"What is this?" Yun Xiang took it, and couldn't help but smell it, of course he couldn't smell it.
"Can you drink it?" As soon as this sentence came out, Yun Xiang couldn't help but have a big mouth on the typewriter, the corners of Cheng Xiu's mouth twitched, and finally said coldly: "If you are willing, please do it." ”
Yun Xiang could only smirk.
The two of them were about to leave one after the other, but Cheng Xiu suddenly stopped, so that Yun Xiang didn't have time to directly hit Cheng Xiu's back, and the bottle in his hand almost fell off.
Cheng Xiu turned around, pressed down, and lightly touched the red mole between Yun Xiang's eyebrows with his slender fingers, he increased his strength, wiped it, and found that it was not painted.
"Ah, this!"
Yun Xiang covered his head in a panic and retreated in fear.
"This and this......"She was frantically making excuses in her head, but Cheng Xiu had already pretended that it had never happened and got into the car.
"Let's go."
Yun Xiang wiped his forehead and silently followed.
There was another awkward silence all the way, and Yun Xiang seemed to see a rescuer when he saw Wei Nuo.
Wei Nuo was full of food and drink, lying on a chair with a few beautiful little maids, and when he saw Yun Xiang holding a bottle in his hand, he knew that the matter had been done.
"We'll see you next time, sisters." Wei Nuo showed his little tiger teeth and obediently followed behind Yun Xiang.
"It really came too suddenly." Yun Xiang said, "The next time I visit, I will let my subordinates inform me in advance." ”
"We're even." Cheng Xiu said.
"Huh?" Yun Xiang didn't understand, but she didn't care, and politely greeted a few words, but Cheng Xiu ignored it. Yun knew that there was no need for him to stay any longer, so he said goodbye.
"The ink delivery you're looking for is just an errand boy, if you want, I can take you to find it when you're free." Cheng Xiu said lightly. He reached out and handed something to Yun Xiang, "That's all I have left." ”
In the palm of his hand was a thumb-sized piece of ink, placed in a lake-blue handkerchief.
Yun Xiang accepted it unceremoniously, "Then tell me next time you are free, I'm free." ”
She pulled Wei Nuo away, and before going out, she turned around and gave Cheng Xiu a big smile, "If you like it, you can come to my house for dinner at any time." ”
Cheng Xiu had no expression on his face, watching them go away.
"It's been a tough journey." Yun wanted to say, Wei Nuo grinned: "It's really a satisfying meal." ”
The two of them walked side by side in the mountain road, and under the long moonlight, only the shadows of the two people changed for a long time.
"This Cheng Xiu is really interesting." Yun Xiang recalled his cold face, "I thought he was an unkind person, but I didn't expect him to be quite warm-hearted." ”
"That's a warm-hearted treat for you." Wei Nuo began to feel sleepy when he was full, and let out a long yawn, "He is the earliest student of Mr., and I heard that the family background is terrible." ”
"He is the most capable student in Arashiyama Academy, he has been hidden, no one knows how strong, I have only heard him talk to the teacher, and he ignored everyone else. After you came, you realized that he was cold and cold, and he was like this to people you didn't know. Wei Nuo said.
"He and I should have known each other before." "But I can't remember anything. ”
"I think you're quite strong, if it weren't for the amnesia that made you forget too many things, you should be as high as this Cheng Xiu." Wei Nuo said, his face a little lonely, "If you recover your memory, don't hate me and ignore me." ”
"How so?" Yun Xiang pinched her face, "You're so cute, how could I hate you." ”
"You still think of me as your brother." Wei Nuo was indignant.
"You're my brother!" Yun wanted to say loudly.
The sound of two people laughing echoed in the mountain road, and in the dark night, it was full of happiness.
Cheng Xiu watched from afar, feeling that it was a bit redundant to follow because he was worried about them.