Feng Huaiyue decisively refused, he turned around and ran into the bedroom, trying to lock the door, but failed. Si Wei carried him like a fat cat, regardless of the fact that the other party was twisting around, and it didn't take any effort. Feng Huaiyue slapped the past and asked vigilantly, "Where did we develop three hundred years ago?" ”

Si Wei said: "Everything that needs to be done has been done." ”

Feng Huaiyue didn't give up: "Then what shouldn't you do?" ”

Si Wei said: "Between you and me, there is nothing that should not be done. ”

Nonsense, that's a little bit of it! Feng Huaiyue shook her head, she didn't want to admit the past, I had amnesia, so naturally I would say anything, but if I was very reserved and stable three hundred years ago, it was possible to be very innocent.

Si Wei pressed him between the pillows: "When I dreamed, I didn't see how reserved you were. ”

Feng Huaiyue remembered the broken dream tapir, and an ominous premonition surged in her heart: "What have you seen, isn't it broken?" ”

Si Wei put a dream tapir next to his pillow: "It's not broken, it was just a crack made by Mrs. Red Kite with a hidden weapon that day, and I repaired it." ”

You have nothing to do, what are you doing fixing it? Feng Huaiyue wanted to cry without tears, remembering his previous unspeakable dream, and it was even more thunderous, at this time, it was useless to explain it in words, but it didn't seem feasible to slap another person to lose his memory, so he pulled up the quilt again to cover his head, and prevaricated: "I'm tired and don't want to talk." ”

This trick really worked for Si Wei, and after a while, the lights and candles in the room dimmed. Feng Huaiyue breathed a sigh of relief, he was bored and sleepy, so he could only listen carefully to the movement outside, Si Wei's breathing was very light, mixed with the sound of wind and bamboo outside the window, it was not easy to distinguish. And as time passed, when the night fell silent and the surroundings became quieter, even the slightest breath almost disappeared into the air.

Feng Huaiyue ripped off some of the quilt and looked sideways. The light in the bed tent was dim, Si Wei was already asleep, but his brows were still slightly furrowed, and between the pillows of the two, the repaired dream tapir was shrouded in a dull mist.

Nightmare?

Feng Huaiyue tiptoed up a little, and gently touched the back of his fingers, in the matter of voyeurism, he has no psychological pressure, everyone looks at each other, and no one loses.

In the dream, a gust of wind blew up the flying sand all over the ground—

Thousands of skeletons were stacked on top of each other to form a terrifying and gigantic tower, and countless pairs of sharp claws protruded from the tower, all of them working in unison, frantically scratching at the black embroidered gold hem. Feng Huaiyue saw Si Wei's bloody body, and also saw those eyes that were almost desperate. The tower was crumbling, but it didn't fall, but at the moment when Si Wei was about to catch the person at the bottom of the pit, it pressed down violently!

"Ah Luan!"

Feng Huaiyue was screamed so that his hair stood on end, and he forcefully removed his hand from the dream tapir, this dream was too real, so real that it seemed to pull himself back to the ghost town three hundred years ago. He looked up at Si Wei, and saw that the other party's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he was short of breath, but his body was motionless, as if he was struggling in pain in a nightmare, so he gently pushed it with a finger.

Si Wei woke up from the nightmare and sat up suddenly, his forehead was sweaty, his back was also covered with cold sweat, in a trance, he almost thought that there were still those dirty demons around him, he reached out to hold the sword, but he held a thin hand.

Feng Huaiyue had nothing to say: "You just seem-"

Before he finished speaking, Si Wei pulled him into his arms, lowered his head and kissed him, kissing him without any discipline and lust, more like looking for comfort. Feng Huaiyue felt that her lips were about to be bitten away by him, she secretly complained, and reached out to push it, but she was caught off guard and touched the cold tears on the other party's face.

“……”

He had no choice but to pull up the sleeves of his bedgown again and politely wipe them for help. Si Wei grabbed his wrist, and then the next kiss became much gentler, like a warm wind on his cheeks and forehead. Feng Huaiyue's mind was full of paste, and she turned her head sideways to hide, but she happened to catch a glimpse of the other party's cuffs oozing blood.

"Wait a minute!" He sat up in horror, but Si Wei didn't take his injury seriously, and still pestered him to kiss him, but as expected, he received another crisp slap.

The usefulness is comparable to that of a stamulet.

Feng Huaiyue pulled up his sleeves, and saw that his two arms were as bloodstained as in a dream, and he couldn't help but feel palpitations, and he couldn't figure out who else could hurt him so badly besides the Dry Bone Demon Tower.

"How?" He asked with a frown.

"Don't say it." Si Wei pinched his chin with his blood-stained fingers, looked at it for a while, and began to laugh again. Feng Huaiyue was deeply speechless by his laughter, he sat in this pile of gorgeous blood-stained brocade quilts, looking at the old lover in front of him who was really not normal, and he was also desperate, the hemp rope was broken in detail, and a person with a sick brain was looking for another person with a sick brain.

You are crazy and I have amnesia, this day is really hard anymore.

He found someone to get a medicine box, barely bandaged the wound on his arm for Si Wei, and changed it into a new bed. After such a toss, the sky was almost clear, Feng Huaiyue yawned sleepily, lay on the bed and said, "Sleep." ”

Si Wei forcibly pulled him into his arms and hugged him tightly, regardless of whether his arm was going to blood again, Feng Huaiyue didn't bother to care about him, and went to meet Zhou Gong as soon as he closed his eyes. When I woke up again, it was already past noon, there was no one on my side, but there was some small movement in the yard, so I pushed the window to look.

It's the Red Kite Lady.

The other party was holding a food box in his hand and said with a smile: "The fairy lord of Qingjiang said that the prince has a bad appetite in the past two days, let me make some hot and sour dishes, as well as flower cakes, which are also freshly baked, come and taste them?" ”

"Thank you......" Feng Huaiyue didn't know how to call her, and Mrs. Red Kite said: "If the son likes it, Aunt Chunhua is fine, or call me Aunt Hong as before." ”

"Okay." Feng Huaiyue also responded with a smile, he went out after washing, and Mrs. Red Kite happened to complete the table with food, as well as a small pot of flower wine, which was not spicy and sweet.

She asked, "Is Childe still comfortable living here?" ”

“…… It's hard to say. Feng Huaiyue sandwiched a chopstick of green vegetables, "I can't remember the past, I always feel awkward." ”

"Can't think of a single one?"

"I can't think of a single one."

"It's okay if you can't think about it, it's fun to do the past again and again." Mrs. Red Kite picks up vegetables for him.

"What about Aunt Hong's affairs back then, why did she hide in the Three Thousand City?" Feng Huaiyue was tentative, "Can I ask?" ”

"Yes, what's not to do, but it's just a bit embarrassing." Mrs. Red Kite said, "My sister and I were originally a pair of maids in Hongding Mountain, and later fell in love with a man surnamed Bai at the same time, so we married him on the same day. ”

Baifu's reputation in the cultivation world is not good, and it is rumored that the children of this family tend to cultivate more side doors. However, Feng Huaiyue never cared about any reputation, Mrs. Red Kite said: "One day, I played with paper kites at home with my sisters, and my son happened to pass by in the Flying Crane Pavilion at that time, and I liked it, so I also asked us to ask for one, but I couldn't put it up for a long time." ”

Feng Huaiyue: "...... Is it hard? ”

"It's difficult, but Childe learns quickly." Mrs. Red Kite said, "When I came back the second time, I was already able to put the paper kite higher than the clouds, and my husband did not believe in evil, so he had to compete with his son, and as a result, he was twisted by the wind and broke seven or eight threads." ”

It's a shame to be embarrassed, but the owner of Baifu was not angry, but laughed and invited Feng Huaiyue to come as a guest, and the two sides became so acquainted. Mrs. Red Kite said: "Also because of the frequent running to my house by the son, even with the reputation of the white mansion is much better, there are many guests, my sister and I will set up a banquet in the back mountain day and night, the son likes my family's wine the most, sometimes even drunk even the Yuechuan Valley does not want to go back, but every time it is just rested, and it was taken away by the Zhanming fairy lord with the bed." ”

Feng Huaiyue wondered: "What is he moving the bed for?" ”

Si Wei stood at the door and replied, "Because you are crying and shouting for me to move when you come back." ”

If you don't agree, you have to splash and roll, and you will be sad and choked for a long time, which is far better than moving the bed to save worry.

Feng Huaiyue was choked on the cake, I knew it was like this, so I wouldn't ask.

Lady Red Kite stood up and saluted: "Zhan Ming Immortal Lord." ”

"Let's go down." Si Wei said, "Let's make your nephew's matter clear first." ”

Chapter 33

Lady Red Kite followed the Peng Mansion disciples to the front hall. Feng Huaiyue was puzzled, why did he have a hobby of moving back and forth when he was drunk, he asked, "Didn't you try to stop me back then?" ”

Si Wei replied: "I tried." ”

As a result, Feng Huaiyue grabbed the bedpost and cried grief-stricken on the spot, until Si Wei compromised and moved the bed back, He was still very sad, and from time to time he had to wake up the person next to the pillow and choked up sadly. After waking up the next day, he looked at his swollen eyes that had become peaches, and he was very confused, so the last person to be scolded was the Zhan Ming Immortal Lord.

Feng Huaiyue: "...... Forget it, the bed is not important, what about the nephew you just said? ”

Si Wei said: "After the two sisters married into the White Mansion, they had not had an heir for many years, so they discussed taking the son of a distant cousin to live in the house. ”

This nephew's name is Shang Chenghai, he was born handsome, and understands the world, and his mouth not only coaxed the two aunts to be happy, but even the owner of the White Mansion liked him very much, and even handed over part of the family's affairs to him for a while.

"Not long after he entered the White Mansion, he caught up with your first banquet with Lady Red Kite." At that time, the banquet was lively and extravagant, and everyone was willing to look at Feng Huaiyue's face and praise the host. Shang Chenghai was stunned by this praise, thinking that Baifu could really be on an equal footing with the rest of the families in the cultivation realm.

But the truth of the matter is that the dignity and dignity of Baifu only exist in the wine banquet, or only in the wine banquet with Feng Huaiyue, and once Feng Huaiyue leaves after the banquet, Baifu is still the bottom of the side that everyone looks down on. Shang Chenghai slowly developed resentment in this worldly treatment, and later, he was led into the underground gambling house by someone with a heart.

"He lost a lot of money in the gambling house, and in order to make up for the deficit as soon as possible, he took up the underground business of the slave trade." Si Wei said, "At that time, you noticed that Shang Chenghai had a problem, and you persuaded Mrs. Red Kite a few times, but her sisters both turned a deaf ear and still turned the garbage into a treasure to hurt, and said that he had changed his mind and stopped gambling." ”

It's true that he doesn't gamble, but that's because Shang Chenghai has discovered something more exciting than gambling, he has already seen a whole boatload of jade and gold in the slave trade, where is he willing to return to the Bai family to assist the two aunts in running that poor livelihood. Later, as his behavior became more and more out of line, Mrs. Red Kite finally cleared her mind, so that her sister agreed to send the nephew back to Hongding Mountain.

Si Wei said: "At that time, it happened that you held a banquet in the back mountain of Baifu and invited many people to participate, including Zhong Muyao. ”

"Zhong Muyao, who is that?"

"The only daughter of the Huaxi Zhong couple, she is not very old, eccentric, and likes to pester you." The Zhong family is good at cultivating all kinds of spiritual grasses, and after generations of accumulation, they have hidden all kinds of valuable seeds and herbs in their homes. Shang Chenghai tied Zhong Muyao at this banquet, and by the time the maid of the Zhong Mansion realized that something was wrong, he had already run away without a trace.

The person was lost in Baifu, and Zhongfu naturally wanted to come to Baifu to beg, and the two sides made a fuss. Si Wei said: "At that time, you found out that Zhong Muyao might have been taken to Guangming Mountain, so you took me to look for her, and later found her in a dark room. But when he came back, the owner of the White Mansion and the sister of Lady Red Kite had both died. ”

It is said that when the Zhong Mansion took a lot of people to the White Mansion to search, the two sides had another dispute, and between the pulls, Mrs. Red Kite's sister accidentally fell, and the abdominal pain was like cramping blood, only to know that she already had a child. Seeing this situation, the master of the White Mansion was furious for a while, which also caused the old disease to faint on the ground, and when the doctor arrived, he had already lost his skills.

"What about Lady Red Kite?"

"She heard the news the day before Zhong Mansion came to the door, saying that Shang Chenghai was not actually in Guangming Mountain, but took Zhong Muyao out to sea, so she went to find it in person." As a result, there was only Shang Chenghai on the boat, and Mrs. Red Kite was thrown into the sea by him with her legs cut off, and was later rescued by passing fishermen.

"What about Shang Chenghai, did you run away?"

"Ran away." Si Wei said, "Mrs. Red Kite said that she has been incognito all these years and has been inquiring about Shang Chenghai's whereabouts, and she has only recently had a clue. ”

"Where?"

"Yin Haidu, still in the slave trade, the group of girls you bumped into in the alley a few days ago would have been loaded onto the big ship that night."

Feng Huaiyue said: "It's really hateful to do this kind of business. ”

"It's really hateful, he still hurt you back then." The banquet was led by Feng Huaiyue, and Zhong Muyao went to the banquet because she liked Feng Huaiyue, so there was a lot of rumors outside at that time, and some people even took the opportunity to find Liuhe Mountain, and wanted to ask the Zhanming Immortal Lord to come forward to administer justice, so you can't just let Yuechuan Valley easily get past, and you don't have any responsibility, right?

As for why he wanted to find the Zhanming Immortal Lord, of course, it was because he looked cold and fair, unlike the Qingjiang Immortal Lord and the Yueshan Immortal Lord, who only knew to follow the big beauty who was wandering in the waves in a circle. Si Wei asked: "Tell me, how to deal with this seat?" ”

The people below replied that they had to blockade the Yuechuan Valley for at least three years, confiscate a lot of money, and then send people to the Black Stone Cliff for penance, so that they could suppress the unhealthy trend of extravagance and pleasure in the cultivation realm.

What is the place of the black stone cliff, located on the top of the high cliff, and the heavy snow and wind all year round blow several stone houses to shake. Si Wei looked at the person who proposed it, nodded and said, "Such a good place, wouldn't it be a waste to only house the people of Yuechuan Valley." It's better for you to go and see first, how many houses can be built on the black stone, how many people can be locked up, when you will understand, and then come to this seat. ”

There was a dead silence in the hall, and after a while, a trembling "yes" came out.

Later, I heard that this unlucky ghost only stayed in the black stone cliff for three days, and he was so cold that he couldn't stand it, so he climbed down the mountain and made up a number to communicate with Liuhe Mountain, and he hid at home for half a year because he said he was sick.

After listening to this past, Feng Huaiyue asked, "He was so cold that he couldn't stay for even three days, but he wanted me to live for three years?" ”

"You steal his limelight, and he has a grudge against you for a long time." Si Wei said as he leaned over again. Feng Huaiyue had already been personally experienced by him, and shrank back decisively, but Si Wei only took a bite of the cake in his hand.

Feng Huaiyue: "...... There was also a whole plate on the table. ”

Si Wei refused to eat what was on the table, or he could barely eat it if he was condescending to the noble, provided that someone fed him. Feng Huaiyue has a toothache and refuses, do you like to eat or not, don't bother me.

"Okay."

But it was just a "good" on his lips, Feng Huaiyue never felt that eating was such a difficult thing, he slapped the hand on his waist away, and said: "Amnesia, amnesia, you take it step by step." ”

Si Wei touched his thin back with his hand again, Feng Huaiyue shrank forward dissatisfiedly, and warned: "I think my bones are very good now, if you dare to tear it down, I will fight with you." ”

"What's the desperate method?" Si Wei stopped his hand on one of the bones and pressed it down slightly, "Say it and listen to it, and see if your ability has increased compared to three hundred years ago." ”

"That shouldn't be." Feng Huaiyue is still very self-aware in this regard, after all, she is old, and she can't toss it when she was young. He thought for a moment and said, "I want to meet Hongfei." ”

"See her for what?" Si Wei raised his head, "Tell the ghost who has only locked you up for three hundred years?" ”

"You don't hide it." Feng Huaiyue was not surprised at all by his knowledge, after all, Hong Fei didn't seem to be a righteous warrior who could resist the coercion and temptation of the Zhan Ming Immortal Lord, so he said, "I already said, Ming Shen is my friend, if you kill him indiscriminately-"

"What will you do?" Si Wei looked at him, "Did you kill me too?" ”

Feng Huaiyue said: "Yes, I will." ”

There was silence in the small courtyard, and after a long time, Si Wei nodded: "Okay, I promise to let you see the snitch, as for whether you can convince her, it depends on your own ability." ”

Feng Huaiyue took a bite of the cake: "Okay." ”

Later, Hongfei was indeed brought in. She looked at the big beauty sitting in front of her, and was still shocked: "It turns out that you are really Feng Gongzi, if you knew it, I would, I would-"

"What are you going to do, knock me out and sell me to a black-hearted merchant to make a big profit?"