Chapter 120: Hope and Reality Collide

Before you know it, it's already dusk.

In the courtyard of the Yellow Death, several people from Yumu sat together, and Yumu was going out to practice alone tomorrow, so it was proposed by the Yellow Death, and after Yumu nodded, he arranged wine and food in his courtyard, which was regarded as a farewell.

Wang Zhi and Zhang Yang were also there, and the two deliberately didn't bring Liu Ruoyue and Lu Yun, so there was only the four of them at a huge table.

A few people chatted while eating, and Huang Death felt that it was almost over, so he said, "Senior Brother Yu, can I go out for a walk with you?"

Yumu paused the chopsticks in his hand, put down the chopsticks slightly, and then chuckled and said: "Follow me, I'm not going to play in the mountains and rivers." ”

Huang Death hurriedly spoke: "I know, Senior Brother Yu, when you go out to practice, there will always be times when you encounter a hostile monk, one more me, and it is also a lot of help, I have been promoted to the realm card for more than half a year, and now I can use two street signs, how is it not bad?"

Yumu still shook his head slowly: "Senior Brother Huang, this is different, some roads can only be walked alone after all." ”

Huang Death was still a little unwilling, and was about to continue to fight for it, but was stopped by Zhang Yang, so he could only sit down and drink in a sullen voice.

Zhang Yang pressed the Yellow Death and looked at the elm, the sky was already a little dark at this time, and there were no lights in the courtyard of the Yellow Death, only a faint moonlight, so he couldn't see the elm's expression clearly.

Zhang Yang coughed and asked Yumu: "Senior Brother Yu, we've known each other for two years, right?"

Elm shook the wine glass in his hand, watching the wine reflected the full moon in the sky, but as the wine glass shook, the original full moon shattered into pieces in the wine glass.

Elm replied softly, "Indeed, it's been almost two years. ”

Zhang Yang hesitated for a moment, and then spoke: "You have known Senior Sister Situ for more than a year. ”

Yumu put down the wine glass in his hand, looked up at Zhang Yang, and finally smiled softly: "Almost, you took me to the back mountain to meet her, speaking of which, it was the first time we met." ”

Wang Zhi was a little helpless, Senior Brother Zhang, what's going on, why don't you open which pot and which pot?

Wang Zhi lightly kicked Zhang Yang from the bottom of the table, Zhang Yang continued to speak as if he didn't feel it: "Actually, after knowing that you and Senior Sister Situ were together in the secret realm, there are some things that I, as your first friend in the sect, really can't open my mouth to say. ”

Yumu nodded lightly: "I know, I'm afraid of hurting my self-esteem." Senior Brother Zhang, no matter what, you are my closest friend. ”

Zhang Yang was silent, and the words that originally came to his lips could no longer be spoken.

Yumu looked at the silent few people, and suddenly chuckled: "Don't talk about this, it's just some water moon." I've always had little communication, and when I was in the sect, I didn't know a few friends, so all of you here are my closest friends. ”

When Huang Death heard this, he grinned: "That's not it, isn't it afraid that you will be too sad alone......!"

Huang Death regretted a little, regretting that he didn't have a door on his mouth, how hurtful it was when he said this.

Elm didn't react much, just glanced at the Yellow Death and chuckled.

Wang Zhi felt that it was time to change the topic himself, so he took out a map or something like that from the ring and handed it to Elm. opened his mouth and said: "Big brother, this is the map of the sea of rain, I found it from the two primordial monk rings killed by the Supreme Elder, looking at the age and content, there should be no change, you take it, it will be more convenient to experience it in the future." ”

Yumu took the map, looked at it roughly, put it on the table casually, and nodded: "I have a heart." ”

Yumu doesn't have any goals now, he just wants to get out of here and start a lonely practice, and it doesn't matter if he has a map or not.

Tu Shan Moyan tiptoed in, jumped directly on the table, cleverly avoided all the dishes, and first saw that there was no spiritual fruit or anything like that on the table, and was a little disappointed. But then he saw the wine on the table, his eyes lit up, he took out the small wine glass he had treasured, picked up the wine jug and poured himself a glass of wine, drank it in one gulp, squinted his eyes like a human, and looked like a person enjoying it.

It's just that although the wine is good, there is nothing to chew in the mouth after all, and it seems to be a little worse in taste.

Huang Death saw Tu Shan Moyan, his two eyes smiled into a crescent moon, took out two fruits from his Lingyuan Ring, and gently placed them in front of Tu Shan Moyan, with gentle movements.

The tip of Tu Shan Moyan's nose twitched twice, his eyes widened wide, and he stared blankly at the two fruits in front of him, since he came to the Sea of Rain, it hadn't eaten much spirit fruit. Directly groped with his two little paws, and pulled the two fruits into his arms, with a happy look on his face.

Tu Shan Moyan picked up the spirit fruit, sniffed it gently, and was just about to put it in his mouth, but after thinking about it, he finally put one of them away, and the remaining one was held on his paw, chewing and swallowing slowly.

Yu Mu looked at Tu Shan Moyan, who was a little reluctant to eat the spirit fruit in one bite, and his eyes were gentle.

The others didn't say anything, they all quietly looked at Tu Shan Moyan who was eating the spirit fruit.

Each of them can be regarded as leaving their hometown and coming to this place in Yuhai, the sect is gone, and their relatives can't see each other, which one is not worried and frightened in their hearts? Like Wang Zhi and Zhang Yang, they still want to comfort their Taoist couples, who doesn't carry the pressure on themselves?

So now Tu Shan Moyan is just eating the fruit quietly, and he is already very happy, as if it has touched the softest place in the hearts of these men, and in the sound of Tu Shan Moyan eating the spirit fruit, one by one, his eyes are unconsciously moist.

For a while, no one spoke, and they were reluctant to break this tranquility, even if it didn't take long at all.

Tu Shan Moyan finally finished eating this spirit fruit, and licked his paws with some unfinished thoughts. As soon as he looked up, he saw that Yumu and the others were staring at him quietly, and the little fox suddenly felt a little embarrassed for no reason, jumped directly to Yumu's shoulder, turned around and lay on Yumu's back, and no longer showed his head.

The few people who had been staring at the little fox also unconsciously smiled at the corners of their mouths, as if the short time just now was enough to soothe all the wounds in their hearts.

Next, several people drank in the dark, and none of them needed to be controlled by spiritual power, they fought together based on their own drinking, and one by one they drank and vomited, and continued to drink.

Huang Death jumped on the table, looked at Yu Mu with red eyes, drank too much wine, and spoke a little unfavorably: "Yu, Senior Brother Yu, let me tell you, you are good at everything, but you are not authentic." ”

Yumu was also in a trance: "What?"

Huang Death shook, almost fell off the table, stabilized his body, and then continued to speak: "You said to get me one of Mo Yan's sisters, look at it, how long has it been?

Elm was poured with wine, and the amount of alcohol was not very good, but now his head was not sober, and he opened his mouth with a big tongue: "What? When did I promise you? Why don't I remember." ”

Huang Death immediately glanced at it: "Look at it, I just said that you are not authentic, you still deny it!"

Yumu only felt that he was so sleepy now, he just wanted to take a good sleep, and shook his head vigorously, but he really couldn't remember whether he had promised Huang Death or not, so he could only mutter: "Really, I really can't remember." ”

After speaking, he threw himself on the table and fell asleep.

Huang Death shook the elm twice, and saw that the elm was really asleep, so he pointed at the elm and laughed: "That's it, just this amount of wine, it's really, it's really ......" Before he finished speaking, he turned over and fell asleep to the ground.

Zhang Yang and Wang Zhi were slightly better than the two of them, Wang Zhi helped Huang Death up and let him sleep on the table like elm, just this little action made him feel a little tired, and obviously drank a lot.

Wang Zhi and Zhang Yang didn't speak, looking at Tu Shan Moyan, who was already asleep on the table, and became silent.

A gust of wind blew, Wang Zhi felt that he had woken up a lot, and looked at the sky, at this time the moon was already in the middle of the sky, and the disc-like moon, the bright light sprinkled on his face, more like sprinkled on his heart.

Wang Zhi turned his head slightly, looked at Zhang Yang, and said, "Senior Brother Zhang, do you think my eldest brother is sad? Or does he and Senior Sister Situ not know each other for a long time, and their relationship has not reached that point?"

Zhang Yang shook his head: "Senior Brother Wang, how long have you been with Lu Yun, the last time I went to pick up your family to the sect, I heard the old man say that you two have known each other for a long time, right?"

Wang Zhi was in a trance, as if when he knew Lu Yun, he had not yet reached the age of the weak crown, so it should have been seven or eight years, and there were five years of kung fu in the middle, aside from three years.

Wang Zhi subconsciously replied: "It's been many years, if I were still an ordinary mortal, I should have one-twelfth of my life." ”

Zhang Yang nodded, looked at the sleeping elm and said softly: "Then how do you feel? I heard that when you first met Senior Brother Yu, you talked about Lu Yun going up the mountain to practice, but you burst into tears. ”

Wang Zhi touched his nose unconsciously, and it was indeed a little embarrassing when this matter was mentioned: "That's the case, there's no way, at that time, it was really too sad, it's okay, it's okay, it's good." ”

"So, some people's sadness is different from your tears, they may still be casual on the surface, and they don't know how uncomfortable they are behind the scenes, but they don't want to show it easily in front of others. Your big brother, that's it. ”

"Also, it's not that there are some feelings, it's not long enough, it's not deep enough, do you think it's only your eldest brother who is sad? Senior Sister Situ, it's the same when you think about it. ”

Zhang Yang watched the bamboo leaves in the courtyard swaying, and the words he spoke were like a breeze, passing through his ears and going into the distance.

After Wang Zhi listened, he was silent for a while, and then wanted to say something, but in the end, he just poured two glasses of wine, handed one of them to Zhang Yang, and raised his glass gently: "Hope and reality collide with each other, and I can't blame others, so I can only drink this cup to honor my eldest brother and Senior Sister Situ...... Feelings!"

Zhang Yang smiled slightly, drank the wine in the toast in one gulp, and thought to himself that I am not a scholar like you Wang Zhi, and I can't say such beautiful words as you.

suddenly remembered a sentence that his father had casually mentioned before, and blurted out: "May there be lovers in the world who will eventually become married!"

Wang Zhi put down the wine glass, stretched out his hands to Zhang Yang, and raised his thumbs high.

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