all enemies

Chapter 45

Rong Buyu sniffed the smells around him, then suddenly frowned and asked, "Did you light a fire?"

Bougainvillea probably sensed something, glanced at the fire next to it, and then gave a soft "hmm" after a while.

Rong Buyu gave a pause with his hands, and a rare look of bewilderment appeared on his face.

Bougainvillea walked forward cautiously, stretched out his hand to cover the back of Rong Buyu's hand and patted it lightly, and softly comforted him: "It's okay, maybe it hurt a meridian, wait until Lingnan to find a doctor and have a look, it's nothing event."

Rong Buyu frowned, and shook off Bougainvillea's hand: "I know, don't touch me."

Ever since he knew that Bougainvillea was a ghost, he felt disgusted instinctively whenever Rong Buyu got close to him. Even if he saved himself this time, Rong Buyu didn't want to get too close to him.

Bougainvillea's expression froze, and he got up and walked a few steps to the fire, a little further away from Rong Buyu, and mumbled: "Okay, then call me if you need anything."

Rong Buyu felt pain all over his body. After sitting for a while, he couldn't sit still. He lay back on the stone bed and closed his eyes. He listened to the faint crackling of sparks in the cave. empty.

Rong Buyu frowned and touched both wrists, but found nothing, so he struggled to get up and groped around on the stone bed.

Bougainvillea didn't want to get close at first, but seeing him groping so hard, he struggled for a long time and still said timidly: "You...what are you looking for?"

Rong Buyu's eyes were absent-minded, without the slightest light, he glanced at the voice, and said, "Where's my pearl?"

Bougainvillea said: "Oh, the Pearl of Lost Dreams, it's here with me."

Rong Buyu: "Give it back to me."

Bougainvillea: "No, you can't dream in your current body."

Rong Buyu frowned impatiently, and said coldly: "I said, give it back to me."

He paused every word with full momentum, Bougainvillea trembled from fright, but still forcibly refused to let go: "No, no, you can't use it now."

Rong Buyu's face finally sank, he got up and got off the stone bed, and followed the sound to walk towards Bougainvillea.

Bougainvillea hurriedly said: "You...your eyes..."

Before he could stop him, Rong Buyu, who was stubborn and planned to give him a taste of the pain, suffered the pain himself first - he had just taken two steps and his bare feet hit a cold stone.

Rong Buyu's expression changed, and he suddenly squatted down, his shoulders trembling slightly.

Bougainvillea hurried over, wanted to help him but didn't dare, so he said at a loss, "You... are you okay? Does it hurt?"

Rong Buyu finally gave up his usual gentle pretense, raised his head fiercely, and said angrily, "Give it back to me!"

He was as fierce as a man-eating beast, but his face was pale, and there was still a drop of water on his eyelashes.

I don't know whether to cry from pain or anger.

Bougainvillea didn't know whether to return it to him or not.

Rong Buyu was very angry when he was young, and would cry when he was angry, even he couldn't control himself.

When he grew up, his personality became more stable. Although he would not cry out of embarrassment in a fit of anger, a few tears would always fall uncontrollably.

——Because of this, he was often ridiculed by Ji Fenghuan.

Just now his foot hit the stone straight, the sharp pain was almost maddening, Bougainvillea looked down and saw that Rong Buyu's toes were already red and swollen, one can imagine how painful he was.

Bougainvillea said helplessly: "You lie down obediently, and I will return it to you."

Rong Buyu: "Give it back to me first."

Bougainvillea: "Lie down first."

Rong Buyu was so angry that his eyelashes trembled slightly: "You..."

Bougainvillea's heart softened, and she softly coaxed him: "Your feet don't hurt anymore?"

Rong Buyu struggled to stand up, took two steps and nearly fell down, fearing that he would bump into him again, he couldn't help but turn around and cursed: "I'm blind and you are blind too, don't you know how to help?"

Bougainvillea: "..."

Bougainvillea blinked innocently, and thought to himself, didn't you tell me not to touch you just now.

But he didn't dare to say these words directly, so he had no choice but to walk forward without any complaints, holding his arm and helping him back to the stone bed.

I don't know which monk's cave this cave is. The stone bed is cold and exudes weak spiritual power, which is a rare spiritual weapon.

Rong Buyu sat back on the stone bed, frowned and raised his feet, groping and rubbing his swollen toes.

He didn't care about the severity of his hands, he felt a piercing pain when he touched it lightly, and immediately withdrew his hand and didn't dare to touch it.

Bougainvillea reluctantly stepped forward, sat beside him and held his ankle.

Rong Buyu froze: "What are you doing?"

Bougainvillea lowered her eyes: "Doesn't it hurt? Let me rub it for you."

Rong Buyu frowned and wanted to retract his feet, and said in a muffled voice: "No need, let go."

Bougainvillea had to let go.

The cave was small, and the two were a little close, and could hear each other's subtle breathing.

Rong Buyu hugged his knees and gently rubbed his ankles. He was silent for a long time before suddenly saying: "I have a question for you, and you have to answer me honestly."

Bougainvillea said: "I can't tell you what happened before."

Rong Buyu said: "Not before."

"Then you ask."

"You..." Rong Buyu pursed his lips, hesitated for a while before saying, "Are you a ghost?"

Bougainvillea froze all over.

There was an eerie silence all around.

Rong Buyu waited and waited until he got an answer, and said, "Alive?"

Bougainvillea let out a muffled "hmm".

Rong Buyu: "Then answer."

Bougainvillea still did not speak.

Rong Buyu hated this kind of person who couldn't speak a word for a long time, and wanted to lift his foot to kick him, but he was afraid that he would hit him, so he had to endure it forcefully.

"Say."

Bougainvillea shook her head: "Don't say it."

Rong Buyu was half-dead from anger: "You said brazenly that you were the person I valued the most, and that was probably a lie. No matter how crazy I was back then, I would never pay attention to a ghost."

Bougainvillea lowered its head, eyes full of sadness.

Rong Buyu: "Speak!"

Bougainvillea's ability to calm down and calm down like this without doing anything is considered a skill.

Bougainvillea was silent for a long time before saying: "You...do you still hate ghosts as much as before?"

Rong Buyu's aversion to ghosts came from instinct, when he was still hazy and oblivious, except for Rong Ling, as long as there were strange ghosts from Wuhua City close by, he could cry himself away.

Over time, Rong Ling seemed to have noticed something, so he kept him alone in a courtyard and kept him away from others, so that when he grew up and became sensible, he still felt that the villains outside Wuhua City were the ghosts he hated the most.

Rong Buyu said: "Don't change the topic."

Bougainvillea muffled: "If you still hate it, then I don't."

Rong Buyu was almost laughed angrily by him: "I don't hate it, do you still want me to like it?"

He pressed his chest and gasped for a few breaths before he said coldly: "Ghost Yan killed my master, do you still want to be grateful to his kind?"

Bougainvillea said: "I didn't, it's just that your father didn't..."

Before he finished speaking, Rong Buyu suddenly raised his hand and slapped the stone bed below him, without leaving any strength - but he had already forgotten that he had lost all his spiritual power now, and the slap of his hand on the stone bed not only did not move The stone bed was slapped, and the palm of the hand was shaken with severe pain.

Rong Buyu: "..."

Bougainvillea: "..."

Bougainvillea dryly said: "You...do you hurt?"

Rong Buyu: "Get out!!"

Today is really unlucky, I can't bear the pain in my feet, my hands, my head, and my whole body, and there is a person who looks like a ghost walking around beside me.

Rong Buyu has never been so aggrieved in his life.

He was in a hurry, and the tears wanted to fall again.

Bougainvillea didn't dare to provoke him any more, and said slowly, "You're tired, you'd better sleep."

He reached out and stuffed a bead into Rong Buyu's hand, and said: "Here, don't have nightmares these few days, try this."

Rong Buyu grabbed his hand, stared straight at the direction of Bougainvillea with dull eyes, and said with difficulty: "You...can't you give me an accurate answer, are you right? Don't let me..."

Bougainvillea avoided answering, holding his finger and stroking the Last Dream Pearl: "Go to sleep."

Rong Buyu took a deep breath and gave up completely: "Then you at least tell me your background, don't be vague to me, give me evidence."

Ji Fenghuan and Bougainvillea, one is his younger brother but hates him to the bone, the other is like a stranger to him but has been helping him all the time, Rong Buyu doesn't know who to trust.

Bougainvillea rubbed the Bead of Lost Dreams with Rong Rong's fingers, and said softly: "Go to sleep."

Rong Buyu: "You..."

Before he finished confiscating it, a streak of gray spiritual power directly hovered over the Nightmare Bead, and forcibly pulled Rong Buyu into his dream.

His eyes had already adapted to the darkness, and Rong Buyu couldn't react when he first saw the light in his dream, he closed his eyes for a long time before slowly opening them.

In his dream, it was still a large flower field in Wuhua City. He was sitting on a swing chair dangling his legs, staring aimlessly at the flowers in the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.

The swing chair leans against a bougainvillea tree, and large clusters of gorgeous flowers bloom on the branches, like flames all over the sky.

Rong Ling came from a small path in the distance, with a three or four year old child behind him for some reason.

Rong Buyu tilted his head and said blankly: "Daddy."

Rong Ling stepped forward, gently rubbed Rong Buyu's head, and said softly, "Why are you alone?"

Rong Buyu said: "Feng Huan and the others wanted to practice swords, so they didn't follow."

wrong.

Some conscious Rong Buyu suddenly noticed something was wrong.

It wasn't until the little doll came out from behind Rong Ling's legs that he suddenly realized.

There was no such dream in the Dream of Lost Bead on his wrist, and this memory did not exist in his mind at all.

Rong Buyu looked at Rong Ling in front of him in a daze, then at the timid child, and asked doubtfully, "Who is he?"

Rong Ling led the child to Rong Buyu, and said, "I don't know the name yet, so Buyu help him choose one?"

Rong Buyu tilted his head, wondering: "Then where did he come from?"

Rong Ling said lightly: "You don't need to know."

Rong Buyu blankly looked at the child who was about to cry, and then stretched out his hand to him after being taken aback for a moment.

"come over."

The child seemed a little scared, and after watching him for a long time, he walked towards him with short legs.

Although Rong Buyu was still conscious, his childhood body was no longer controlled by his mind. He was like a ghost, watching helplessly as his young self embraced the child in his arms.

"Name." Xiao Buyu looked around suspiciously, at this time a bougainvillea flower suddenly fell from the top of his head, and landed in the child's soft hair.

Rong Buyu looked at it, suddenly felt blessed, held the flower and shook it towards the child, coaxing softly: "It's called Bougainvillea, okay?"

Rong Ling smiled: "This name is too random."

Rong Buyu nodded little Bougainvillea's nose, and said with a smile, "Do you like it? Huh? Little Jiu?"

The child blinked his wet eyes and looked at him suspiciously, Xu Rongbuyu's smile was too innocent, he gradually lost his vigilance and started giggling.

Rong Buyu raised his head and smiled, "Daddy, he likes it."

Rong Ling said helplessly, "It's up to you."

Rong Buyu nodded, and continued picking bougainvillea flowers to coax him.

The next moment, the dream came to an abrupt end.

Rong Buyu opened his eyes again, but there was still darkness in front of him.

Sitting beside him, Bougainvillea gently held his wrist and said, "This is the evidence I can give you."

Rong Buyu was stunned for a long time, then he broke free from his hand and said: "At that time, why did father take you to find me?"

Bougainvillea did not avoid answering this question, and said: "Your Majesty hates Ji Fenghuan and others for getting too close to you, but he didn't want to force you to send them away, so he took me there, probably to divert your attention. Let's do it."

Rong Ling is a ghost, and the one he can look at differently should also be a ghost.

Bougainvillea had already told herself the truth in a disguised form.

Rong Buyu's face was a little ugly again.

Bougainvillea said helplessly: "Did Ji Fenghuan tell you?"

Rong Buyu didn't say anything, which was considered a tacit consent.

"He hated me since he was a child," Bougainvillea sighed. "That time when he abducted me and escaped from Wuhua City together, he probably wanted me to die outside the city so as not to hinder him. Fortunately, you found me."

Rong Buyu frowned: "Me?"

Bougainvillea said: "Well, you also took all the blame for Ji Fenghuan's escape from the city on your own... That was the first time Your Majesty hit you."

Rong Buyu couldn't figure it out even more: "My father beat me?"

"The beating was terrible." Jiu Chongge said, "Anyway, since then, He Chen and Ji Fenghuan no longer hate you, maybe they think you are too..."

Seeing Rong Buyu's expression, Bougainvillea forcibly swallowed that "stupid" and changed the way he said it.

"...too ignorant of the world."

Rong Buyu raised his hand to hit him, but Bougainvillea grabbed his hand.

Rong Buyu: "You..."

Bougainvillea grabbed his sleeve, pressed his palm against her face, and said softly, "Hit here, don't hurt your hand."

Rong Buyu: "..."

Bougainvillea said: "You have nothing to do with ghosts and righteousness, and the grievances between He Chen and I have nothing to do with you. I don't want you to get involved in such complicated things."

He secretly pinched Rong Buyu's hot palm, and said flatteringly, "We each do our own thing, and no one interferes with the other, is it okay?"

Rong Buyu recalled the reason why he left Qinghe this time, struggled for a long time before swallowing more doubts, he said: "Is that ghost of Meiyin... still alive?"

Bougainvillea shook his head: "I don't know, I remember that you really beat him to death back then, there is no reason why he is still alive, maybe someone wanted to lure you out."

While speaking serious words, he secretly pressed Rong Buyu's palm twice.

Although Rong Buyu couldn't see him, his eyes still gave him a cold look, and he withdrew his hand, saying: "I'm going to sleep, don't come near me."

There was still the sound of thunder above the head, and there was a ventilation hole at the entrance of the cave. At this time, the sound of the strong wind passing through the hole was like the miserable cry of an evil spirit, which made people's skin crawl for no reason.

Anyway, Rong Buyu, who was afraid of the dark and ghosts, unconsciously hugged himself tightly.

Seeing that he was trembling slightly, whether it was cold or frightened, Bougainvillea hesitated for a long time before tearing off his robe, put it by his hand, and said, "You put it on."

Rong Buyu never wronged himself, and what Bougainvillea said just now dispelled his doubts during this period of time, so he didn't repel him as much as before.

He didn't refuse, and directly pulled the robe over his body, and there was still some bougainvillea scent coming towards his face, wrapping Rong Buyu's whole body.

Rong Buyu moved unnaturally.

Bougainvillea noticed it keenly, and said, "Still cold?"

Rong Buyu curled up into a ball, suddenly thought of something, and said, "Is this name really too random?"

Bougainvillea: "..."

Bougainvillea said helplessly: "I've been calling it for so many years, so what if it's random?"

Rong Buyu didn't want to think about the messy things that Ghost hated, so he thought wildly, "Let me change it for you."

Bougainvillea said: "Changed to what?"

Rong Buyu: "Do you think the name Jiujiu81 is a bit too long?"

Bougainvillea: "..."

Rong Buyu: "But it's very imposing."

Bougainvillea: "..."

Bougainvillea said sincerely: "I think the name Bougainvillea is quite good."