The second senior brother is back [Rebirth]

Chapter 11 Prayer Volume

The watchman outside the window rang the gong of the second watch.Rong Yan hastily dried his hair, and sat next to Shen Tianmian again covered in moisture.

The lonely and cold breath of the snow mountain broke in suddenly, disturbing Shen Tianmian's mind. He hastily carved the last stroke, blowing off the floating debris on it, and skillfully installed the red rope.

What he carved was a lifelike epiphyllum.

Rong Yan tilted his head, puzzled, and saw Shen Zhoumian holding his left hand, bringing this delicate and complicated epiphyllum on his wrist.

"For you." Shen Tianmian frowned and smiled childishly, "Don't lose it."

Rong Yan withdrew his wrist, fiddled with it curiously, only thought the scene looked familiar, but couldn't remember it.

On the eighth day of his torture in Wuyin Mountain, his eyes were gouged out by puppets. Zhu Jianqing completely relaxed his vigilance against him. He took the opportunity to steal the key and let the arrested disciple go in the dark.Zhu Jianqing was furious when he found out, and ordered the puppet to peel off his face alive.

After he came back from the dead, he was in a state of ignorance for a long time, only relying on the support of Wuyin Mountain's will, he was able to come out of the mountain to help people realize their wishes and collect a price.

He didn't realize it until he fully regained consciousness. He had forgotten some past events, but he couldn't remember exactly what it was.

"Shen Tianmian, have we met before?" Rong Yan asked subconsciously, "After you grow up, before I come here."

Shen Tianmian's smile froze suddenly.

Before he could answer, Rong Yan shook his head again, denying himself, "No, how could I have seen it before, I'm afraid it's not because I've been living in a muddle."

Shen Tianmian restrained her smile, and her face became even paler.

Seeing that his expression was uncomfortable, Rong Yan stretched out his hand and patted Shen Tianmian's forehead just like he did to Eleven Lang when he was a child, "Don't think about it, my mind has been confused for a while, and I may have forgotten something, which has nothing to do with you .”

"..." Shen Zhoumian lowered his eyes in a panic, and replied indiscriminately, "Yes. It's okay, I'll be with you from now on."

"When did I care about this kind of thing." Rong Yan stretched his waist, "It's getting late, go to rest early."

After taking two steps, I suddenly felt something was wrong, "Why don't you go back to your room?"

"...Messenger, this is my room." Shen Tianmian explained helplessly, "The rules of the Anzhi Guild Hall, each person is only allocated one room, and they are not allowed to live in it at will. If the messenger dislikes it, I can hug him again from my brother's place." A quilt, just sleep on the floor."

"What's the fuss at night?" Rong Yan lay on the bed sprawled, patted the side beside him, "It's not like you never slept with me when you were young, didn't you like being squeezed next to me the most?"

Shen Tianmian was caught off guard by someone, and his face was flushed with embarrassment.Simply because the lights in the room were not very bright, Rong Yan didn't see his red face, turned over and continued, "You don't need to call me an envoy in the future, just come as you like."

Shen Tianmian lay stiffly beside Rong Yan, and after a moment of trance, he responded, "Okay."

—I see, brother.

Midday on the moon.

Rong Yan folded his arms and curled up inside the big bed, already fast asleep.

Shen Tianmian liked to cling to Rong Yan when he was a child, and it was not the first time he had seen him in this sleeping position.

The extremely insecure, well-behaved and quiet sleeping position is also Rong Yan's way of self-salvation.

He will also be afraid and panic, but these emotions are tightly covered by his softness and gentleness floating on the outside, without leaving a trace, maybe only in his sleep, he can use this posture to soothe himself indulging in fear soul.

Shen Tianmian's heart softened like spring water, he cautiously approached Rong Yan, and stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms.

In the memory of Rong Yan, the arms were warm and soft, protecting him carefully all the time, but now, the Rong Yan in his arms was thin and thin, as cold as water.

Shen Tianmian didn't dare to think about how much suffering and suffering he had suffered during this period, for fear that these thorny facts would be twisted into a knife and ruthlessly pierce his heart.

He had personally seen Rong Yan who was covered in bruises, and his distraught appearance made him lack the courage to recall it a second time.

He doesn't like to see Epiphyllum wither, and wants Epiphyllum to be as fresh as ever.

Thinking of this, Shen Tianmian suddenly became alert, like a beast entrenched in its lair, holding Rong Yan in his arms with an absolute protective attitude.

This person is his, and no one can hurt him again.

As for Lu Huan... How can the peach blossoms blooming all over the mountains and fields in Jiangnan in March compete with Midnight Youtan?

The densely packed crows flew in a chaotic manner, heading for the northwest like a black cloud. During this period, dozens of crows were mixed, and they were still holding the broken torsos and limbs of the woman and the old man in their mouths.

Yayun finally landed near the dilapidated palace on Yongcuo Mountain.Flying south for more than three hundred miles from here is Wuyin Mountain.

Yongcuo Mountain is covered with snow all the year round. In the empty hall, a raging fire is burning in the corner, and a boy in a robe embroidered with gold and brocade is lazily sitting on a stone seat.

He was born in pink and carved jade, with dark almond eyes, red lips and white teeth, like a child left by a fairy in the world, innocent and cute.

The crow with the woman's head in its mouth flapped its wings and landed on the boy's arm, obediently placing the head in the boy's palm.

"Hey? Did you bother Rong Yan?" the boy asked in a childish voice, with an innocent and bewildered expression.

The woman rolled her eyes. She has no throat and can no longer speak.

"Rong Yan is so powerful now, he can tear you and father apart." The boy jumped off the stone seat helplessly, muttering in a low voice while rummaging in the hall, "When Rong Yan sewed you up, you left The needle and thread should still be there, I don’t know where to put it...Ah! I found it!”

His eyes suddenly lit up, his baby-fat face showed a pair of sweet dimples, and then he sat down on the spot and began to thread needles clumsily.

After twists and turns, the soft white thread finally passed through the pinhole. The boy let out a long sigh of relief, embraced the woman's head and waved to the outside of the hall, "Bring all the limbs and torso in!"

The crows croaked loudly and sent the broken bodies of the old man and the woman into the hall one by one.

The boy hummed a brisk nursery rhyme and pieced together the woman's body crookedly, but the stitches that fell were so ugly that the boy lost his patience after sewing for less than half an hour, tearing apart the stitched limbs again, blood and flesh flying everywhere .

"Oh...forget it, I can't sew it well. When I get Rong Yan back, let him sew it."

The boy left the stump on the spot, held the woman's head, happily returned to the stone seat and sat down, took out a wooden comb, and carefully tidied up the woman's messy black hair.

"Sister also likes Rongyan very much, right?" The boy stared at the woman with dark eyes, and said to himself, "He is really the gentlest and kindest person I have ever seen. When I find him , and let him sew up your body for you, okay?"

The woman shivered for no reason, the fear of being directly torn off her head was still dominating her heart.

The boy didn't care about the woman's emotions at all, and said to himself, "Soon, I will see him soon, and then... I will take him to Yongcuo Mountain and kill him personally, so that my sister and father can be resurrected La!"

It was raining lightly outside the window again.

Rong Yan was awakened by the sound of rain hitting the eaves, leaning against the edge of the bed in a haze, but did not feel the emptiness in front of him, and felt a rare sense of peace.

He didn't sleep in an inn last night, so the person next to him is... Shen Tianmian? !

Rong Yan suddenly opened his eyes.He was still holding his arms with both hands, but his head rested on Shen Tianmian's chest, and his knees were against Shen Tianmian's thighs.

Very good, not bad.The little bunny grew up and knew how to love people.Rong Yan thought blankly.

He left behind many bad habits when he was young, and he liked to sleep in cramped and narrow places. Although the bed in the Anzhi Clubhouse was big, there were no guardrails, which made him very uneasy. Fortunately, Shen Tianmian blocked the outer bed, so that Let him get a good night's sleep.

He never imagined that the little doll who was afraid of the dark and the cold and would always sneak into his arms after the lights were turned off, had now grown into a stalwart, generous, reliable and powerful man.

Shen Tianmian was still in a deep sleep, Rong Yan took away the arm lying across his body, pushed the door open and ran to the kitchen on tiptoe.

The molds and ingredients that the cook had prepared were ready, and Rong Yan carefully carried the things back to the room and began to fiddle with his things.

Peach blossom honey is boiled in water, cooled and poured into molds, and a piece of candied sour fruit is added, which is frozen into a petal shape the size of a copper coin.

This is the peach blossom rock candy that those children used to eat when they were young.

The kung fu learned by Rong Yan when he was young was called Yongshuang Jue. Looking at the Jianghu, this can be regarded as the most yin and cold kung fu. Those who are not strong-minded should not practice it, otherwise they will easily go crazy.

Young Rong Yan has not seen much progress in martial arts since he learned this technique, and his temperament has not gone astray, but the methods of making snacks have begun to emerge in endlessly. Every year in the midsummer and scorching sun, peach blossom rock candy has become the cheapest and easiest way for him to coax his children.

Shen Tianmian was awakened by the sweet smell that filled the room.

After Rong Yan merged with Wuyinshan's will, his perception of the outside world became extremely keen, and he knew that Shen Tianmian had woken up without looking back, so he picked up the freshly frozen peach blossom rock candy and put it in Shen Tianmian's mouth.

The lips felt cold to the touch, Shen Tianmian turned his head, and after meeting Shang Rongyan's expectant gaze, he consciously opened his mouth, no matter what it was, he obediently ate it.

"How? How does it taste?"

The sweet and sour taste spread in his mouth, the familiar taste made Shen Tianmian stretch his brows, got up and saw the things on the table, resisted the hand that wanted to rub Rong Yan's head, and asked gently, "Wake up so early, sleep enough?" Yet?"

"Yeah. I slept well last night." Rong Yan licked the sugar water stained on his fingertips, "But you, what did you do while I was asleep? Why did you wake up so late?"

It was cloudy and rainy outside, and it was impossible to tell the time. Shen Tianmian put on his clothes and pushed open the window. When he saw people coming and going in the inn, he realized that he had overslept. He rubbed his brows and said, "It's nothing... I have eaten breakfast Yet?"

"Not yet." Rong Yan picked up a piece of peach blossom rock candy and stuffed it into his mouth, "Do you want to eat..."?

dong dong dong-

The knock on the door interrupted Rong Yan's words, Shen Zhoumian quickly dressed and opened the door.

The author has something to say:

Ang, the next chapter is the end of the prayer volume.