On the Chaoge Mountain.

If you get up early in the morning and don’t see the person beside you, you will wear your shirt and step out of Yusheng Hall, looking for Feng Ruju’s whereabouts.

He failed to find Feng Rugu as soon as possible, but unexpectedly saw a familiar face where the tung trees were roaring and cicadas were singing.

The man leaned over and picked up the transparent cicada sheds, connected them in a series of thin lines, and formed half a string of wind chimes.

The summer wind rustled by, and the thin and thin cicada sheds made a tiny sound of collision between each other, which was quite elegant.

If you remember him, he may not recognize himself.

In the ancient city of Shuisheng, they met a son of the stone god who was conceived by the spirit of heaven and earth, named Lian Ruxin.

Practice is like walking astray, trashing responsibility and breaking the rules, and ultimately losing all the merits and disappearing into the world.

All of these are just because of one person.

Ruyi still remembers that his name is...

Chen Chen on the shirt heard that the foot sounds behind him were speechless, so he turned around.

After just a few years of life, the little demon who was chasing the monsoon was still young, but no longer reckless.

He bowed and bowed: "The clothes on the deputy hall of Jiugongtang are dusty, please see the wife."

As one: "…"

He had some questions about why Yi Shangchen was here, and when he spoke, he was completely dispelled by his last claim.

Ru Yi gritted her teeth: "...Who told you to call me like this?"

The dust on the shirt showed doubts and said straightforwardly: "It was passed down by the sect leader. Is there any problem, madam?"

As one: "…"

Ruyi: "Nothing happens, please keep busy."

The dust on the clothes said "Yes", watching as if he was gone, he leaned over and picked up a cicada shed in the nearby grass, carefully dusted off the dust, and raised a small bell-shaped cicada shed.

Under the sunlight, the molting shell is thin and exquisite.

I heard that the Taoist sect had already dealt with the matter of the ancient city of Shuisheng.

Soon, no one will go to sacrifice to repair the sky again.

By then, the chains that his brother's lifelong life would never exist.

Now he is no longer absurd, no longer wandering, no longer wandering, he is working hard to establish a career.

In the future, he will find a way to ask the sect leader for help, take his stone back and get married here.

Until then, dust on the clothes will decorate their homes well.

...

It’s like crossing thousands of bamboo forests and reaching a lonely cliff.

I saw a 7-foot bluestone on the edge of the cliff surrounded by green trees, and it was extremely strange, radiating a faint light under the sun.

In just a few months, the bluestone gradually became smoother under Feng Ruyuan's feet and under his sword energy.

At this time, the blue rock was empty and there was no one.

But Ruyi had no intention of leaving and sat down silently along a bamboo near the Qingyan.

The waves of the bamboo sea are noisy, and the cool and green are refreshing. Amid the three stacks of bamboo songs, it is like closing your eyes to rest, and it seems like you have entered a state of meditation.

Even if there were a few strange noises near Xiuzhu, he seemed to have not heard of them.

Until a close greeting sounded not far from him: "Little Madam, are you here?"

Ruyi didn't want to pay attention to his "madam" joke, but she was reluctant to ignore him, so she just said "um".

Feng Rugu smiled and said, "Come and find a husband?"

For example, "...well." is shorter than the sound just now.

Feng Rugu: "Why don't you make a sound when you come?"

Ruyi: "I know you are here. I'll wait for you."

Feng Rugu teased him: "Why are you so bored?"

Ru's eyes were still closed lightly: "I'll be with you."

Feng Rugu has been with the bamboo smoke for many years, and the bamboo fragrance is almost integrated with the environment, but Ruyi can still quickly identify the slightest bit of the unique aura he emits when he hides in the bamboo.

Feng Rugu's breath was very close to him, and with a hint of heat, it spitted to his ears, like a bamboo elf murmuring, and the devilish words were confused: "Master, open your eyes and look at me."

If you open your eyes as you say, and you will see the person in front of you clearly, you will be speechless for a moment.

Feng Rugu hung upside down at the top of another slender bamboo, pressing the bamboo body down, and his whole body was turned upside down in front of Ruyi's eyes, hanging down with long hair tied with high ponytails, sweating and mist between his hair, and a layer of heat was smoked on his eyelashes.

He was tied into a thin waist as flexible as bamboo, hanging in the air, shaking with the bamboo body.

Ruyi opened her eyes: "...The adoptive father still has the energy to climb high, so don't yell at a while and ask me to carry you back."

Feng Rugu said aggrievedly: "Don't you carry it?"

As one: "…"

Feng Rugu took his slightly entangled expression in his eyes. He loved it so much that he opened his arms and hugged his neck in reverse: "Be good."

He was carrying it on his shoulders, and Jian Wen's "Yesterday" was still there, and "Today" was buzzing and making a consensus, pushing Feng Ruruu forward, hit Ruyi's arms, and then turned Ruyi's face a little red.

Feng Rugu said twitchingly, turned around and scolded the two swords: "Don't make a fuss."

After saying that, he wanted to let go of his hand, but he was pressed tightly by Ruyi's hand that was pressed against Ruyi's neck.

Feng Rugu laughed softly, and simply followed his wishes. With a thumping heart, he hung upside down and kissed Ruyi.

The bamboo fragrance lingers, and the bells and chimes are pale and yellow.

They grind their lips against the solemn bells of the daily morning class in the world.

In addition to taking one hour a day to handle everything in the cooking sect, Feng Rugu was only very active in practicing swordsmanship.

Outside this, he didn't even want to walk in person.

Of course, the wedding ceremony was handled by Sang Luojiu.

Sang Luojiu, a person who never works and earns money to support his master for so many years, has a crush on his taste and loves it, and is most suitable for doing this.

Moreover, because of the preparations for the wedding ceremony in Meihua Town, Sang Luojiu unexpectedly accumulated a lot of experience.

However, he did not follow the old example of the grand wedding ceremony in Meihua Town that is still praised.

Feng Rugu said that it was just a small drill.

Whether it is Fengling Yunzhongjun or the leader of the Bushi Sect, they should have the greatest wedding ceremony in the world.

As auspicious days approach, Feng Rugu's marriage is in full swing and spread all over the world, gradually overwhelming the news that "Han Jing, the former leader of the mountain in Danyang Peak, was reincarnated and was accepted as his disciple by Duan Rongjun, and was temporarily sent to Fengling for upbringing."

The day is set in the beginning of autumn.

In the early morning of the beginning of autumn, after getting up, the two of them acted as usual and went to Qizhangyan to discuss swordsmanship.

The green bamboos on the mountain are covered with red silk and dance with their clothes.

After sweating profusely, the two of them returned to the room together, took a bath, washed their hair, and put on new clothes.

The two of them sat by the small window, and the wind was warming the flower hall, and the two geese became shadows.

Feng Rugu held a comb in his hand, combed his hair in his hand, and wore a hair crown.

Both of them are dressed as husbands, and their red clothes are reflected in each other, like a rose, a poppy and a millet, one is cold and one is ostentatious, and each other is interesting.

Compared with the newly renovated wedding room, the jade comb held by Feng Ruyuan is expensive, but the material is inferior. It is used old and is even more incompatible with the surrounding area. Only the line of wear-out letters on the handle are particularly clear.

"When the spring and night is over, the eyebrows are as dark as the distant mountains."

This was originally something Ruyi planned to give to Feng Ruyuan, but later it was delayed.

Later, in the Hanshan Temple Buddhist temple, Ruyi often used this comb to clean his flowers, plants, and his rabbit cat hair, and kept it at hand. Over time, the comb became old.

Everything inside is new, but the old one is as combed as old.

If it looks cold and hard, the hair is particularly soft.

While taking care of him, Feng Rugu rubbed his hippie face and said, "My little lady."

Ruyi: "..." He was already used to Feng Rugu's strange name to him.

Feng Rugu held the comb and whispered in his ear: "Today you and I will appear, and the world will say that you and I are in love with you and I are adulterers."

For example, "...Well, I know." Although mentioning this on the eve of the wedding ceremony is quite unsightly, it is also a fact.

Feng Rugu took the jade crown and placed it on his forehead: "Little Madam, are you ready?"

Feng Rugu had not expected Ruyi to say anything. Who would have thought that Ruyi held his hand and said calmly: "The demon monk and demon Tao are made of heaven and earth."

Feng Rugu looked at him for a moment, then smiled and pinched his chin: "You are so sweet, I'll do it to you later."

For example, "..." What do you say with the adoptive father? Just be happy.
To be continued...