I lost my brother

Chapter 38 Doubt

Sui Jian was able to see the light again in the early morning two days later.

There was an autumn rain the day before, and Ah Hua took him to find a ruined temple to hide. At this time, he could vaguely hear some sounds, but it was not very clear as if his ears were soaked in water.

He didn't mention to the boy that his hearing had recovered a bit, and with a somewhat childish mentality, he wanted to see what the boy said when he couldn't hear normally.

As a result, he vaguely heard him complaining: "What a broken place, there is not even a clean place to stay."

"There's still firewood."

"...Why is it wet!"

"It's too broken, it's really too broken, the roof is leaking."

"How can people live in this kind of place!"

Sui Jian kept a pure smile on his face, but he was laughing like crazy in his heart, he never knew that Ah Hua had such a violent side.

All along, Ah Hua has always given her the impression that she is young and mature, with a knife mouth and a bean curd heart. Although she often taunts herself with no big or small words, she is still a reliable person, and she is always willing to help him at critical times.

And, a little sticky.

This point always makes Sui Jian feel in a trance that Ah Hua is Zhu Lin whom he has been looking for for eight years.

Thinking about it carefully, they are also from the Candle Dragon Sect, and their ages are also suitable. Although there is a big difference in appearance, Zhu Lin has been a beauty since childhood, not to mention that Zhu Lin was only 11 years old when he was lost. He didn't know what it would look like. He guessed that there would be no big changes. Perhaps she had grown from a beautiful girl to a great beauty, and she had been persistently looking for Zhu Lin as she was when she was a child. Now that I thought about it again, I couldn't find it. Not surprising either.

If only he had touched Zhu Lin's face carefully before, the appearance might have changed a lot, but the bones could not.

Personality has always been an important reason why Sui Jian felt that the two could not be the same person. Zhu Lin's character was somewhat shy, even withdrawn. At the time of Wuwangzong, he loved everyone except himself. He is very reasonable, earnest and diligent in his practice, and has a sensitive mind. He can always understand the subtle emotions of others. Generally speaking, he is a well-behaved and sensible boy.

As for Ah Hua, the first time Sui Jian saw him, he was killing people.He always seems to treat human life very contemptuously, and he puts on an asshole that everyone is drunk and I am alone all day long, but it is subtly similar to Zhu Lin when he was a child... No, no, no, Zhu Lin is not an asshole.

Now I discovered one more thing, the two of them are more or less clean.

But if it was really Zhu Lin, why didn't he want to meet him directly? Could it be that he was blaming himself for not being able to find him in time?Or did he forget himself for some reason?

Sui Jian lowered her eyes and thought, her right hand was suddenly held by someone.

Ah Hua opened his palm, wrote the word "rest" on it, and then led him to a place covered with soft straw. shirt, let himself sit on it.

"That's all for tonight."

Sui Jian wanted to nod subconsciously, but suddenly remembered that she "couldn't hear" now, so she quickly lay down on the "bed" specially made by the young man, closed her eyes, and waited for sleepiness to fall.

The place beside her sank, and Ah Hua also lay down.The boy's deep voice sounded dimly in his ears: "Get well soon."

The corner of Sui Jian's mouth slightly raised an arc, and her heart seemed to soften into a piece with the straw laid under her body.

Perhaps Ahua's prayers helped, and he could really see the next morning.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Ah Hua's sleeping face right in front of him.

The rain outside had stopped, and the bright sun was shining on the boy's sleeping face, which was so beautiful.

The two got too close, so close that he could count every eyelash of the boy.It has to be said that even though she was used to seeing the young man's face from such a close distance suddenly, it was still somewhat shocking. Sui Jian felt her heart beat a little faster, but she was not willing to look away.

The boy's eyelashes fluttered up and down like a small fan. Before Sui Jian could react, she met Zhu Lin's eyes as clear as glazed glass.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Sui Jian greeted with some embarrassment: "Morning."

Zhu Lin's eyes were half closed, and he muttered, "It's so noisy."

Sui Jian didn't react, subconsciously asked: "What?"

Zhu Lin closed his eyes, "Heartbeat, so noisy." After he finished speaking, he fell asleep again.

Sui Jian: "..."

Anyway, you are good-looking and you are right.

The air was filled with the unique dampness after the rain, and the two of them were less than half a day away from the Qingjiu Village.

Zhu Lin was tall and straight, sitting on the snow tread, from time to time glanced at Sui Jian who was walking on the ground leisurely leading the horse from the corner of his eye, and hesitated to speak several times.Finally he couldn't help but said: "Why don't you come to ride a horse, you can walk faster."

Sui Jian didn't look sideways, and said calmly, "I'm afraid that the heartbeat will be too loud to disturb you."

Zhu Lin: "..."

He only remembered a rough idea of ​​what happened in the morning. He seemed to have said something that was too noisy. In the end, Sui Jian refused to ride a horse with him. He could arrive at Qingjiu Village earlier, but he is not in a hurry now. As if, why didn't I find this person so narrow-minded before.

"Careful" Sui Jian led the horse with his right hand, looked ahead, and suddenly smiled, "I'm just kidding, I finally saw it, I want to walk more."

Hearing this, Zhu Lin jumped off the horse, walked two steps forward beside Sui Jian, and said in a low voice, "Let's go together."

Being led by Taxue looked innocent, it still wanted to run, but the two people in front didn't want it to continue running, so it could only helplessly walk slowly with the two-legged man.

Sui Jian subconsciously glanced at the handsome young man walking beside him from the corner of his eye. Occasionally, their arms brushed against each other while they were walking, and the words that the young man seemed to want to rub him into his arms suddenly popped up in his mind. That hug, hastily lowered his eyes to cover up.

After a while, he raised his chin slightly again, squinting his eyes to look at the scorching sunshine in the autumn, maybe the weather is too pleasant, maybe the feeling of the breeze blowing on his face is too comfortable, at this moment, he seems to have forgotten all his troubles .

When the sun ran overhead, the two of them finally reached the wine village.

The Qingjiu village is built in a large verdant bamboo forest. The whole huge village is made of local materials and bamboo, and you can smell the clear fragrance of wine within a radius of ten miles.The people in Qingjiu Zhai are very hospitable. Except for the precious sake, they usually offer other wines brewed by themselves when guests come to drink.

During the years when Sui Jian went out to travel, by chance, he once saved the life of Le Zhiyu, the grandson of the village owner of Qingjiu.When I first learned the name of the other party, I only thought it was familiar, but I remembered it after getting along with him. This person was the lucky star who was exempted from the test and advanced to three consecutive matches in the martial arts competition because of his luck. Sui Jian wanted to make friends with him back then, because of various reasons I missed it, but fortunately, the two became friends in the end.

Fate is really wonderful.

Sui Jian thought about whether to sneak into the wine village with Ah Hua, he didn't know if the people in the village still treat him with the same enthusiasm as before, and try to avoid embarrassment if he can.

As a result, as soon as he walked into the dense bamboo forest, he bumped into another friend of his in Qingjiu Village, Guo Zi.

Seeing him, Guo Zi shouted enthusiastically: "Isn't this Brother Sui!"

As for this Brother Guo, he has nothing wrong with him, except that he is too enthusiastic and his voice is very rough. After he yelled like a gong, the whole village knew that Sui Jian had come here.

Sui Jian's plan to secretly sneak into the wine village was instantly shattered. With a dry cough, he said hello: "Brother Guo."

Guo Zi led the two of them to the owner of the village, Kun Hong. The owner of the Qingjiu Village, Kun Hong, was a thin old man with a two-inch long white beard on his chin. It's a knot.

It is understandable to say that the careless stunned Qing Guo Zi didn't know that the Sui Jian is in an embarrassing situation in the Jianghu. Clearly.

Sui Jian gave a junior salute and said politely: "Hello, old village master."

With one hand behind his back, Kun Hong twirled his beard with the other, and said politely: "Isn't this Sui Jian? What wind brought you here?"

As soon as Sui Jian heard that he was so polite, she knew something was wrong, so she smiled lightly: "Come and see you."

Kun Hong narrowed his eyes slightly, "It's hard for you to still think about me, an old thing whose body is half buried in the ground."

"The old village master is humble. You will grow stronger and stronger. If you are willing to worry less, you should not have a problem living another 20 years."

Kun Hong raised his beard and pointed out: "I want to worry less, but in terms of the current situation in the Jianghu, who can be alone."

Zhu Lin leaned against the door with folded arms, looking out at the bamboo forest, as if he had no interest in the conversation between the two in the room.

Many people in Qingjiu Village heard that Sui Jian was coming, and came over in twos and threes.They all had a good impression of the Sui bamboo slips. They couldn't believe that the young man who was once helpful was now a rebel who deceived his teachers and exterminated his ancestors.

But when they saw the handsome young man standing at the door, their moods changed more or less.

Someone whispered: "Maybe it's someone from the Devil's Cult who seduced Sui Shaoxia with his lust. Otherwise, he is so upright, how could he act like a ghost to collude with the Devil's Cult?"

"Really shameless."

"The people of the Demon Cult are really capable of anything. Poor Sui Shaoxia, a good young talent, went astray because of his looks."

"You are young after all."

Zhu Lin with excellent hearing ability: "..."

He tapped his arm with his fingers, seriously thinking about the consequences of being scolded by Sui Jian after killing here, but after thinking about it, he still felt that he should bear it first, he didn't really want to be scolded at the moment.

Zhu Lin thought that all four things were empty, you just say that I am deaf.

The conversation in the room continued.

Kun Hong got a little impatient with Sui Jian's arguing, and stopped being polite to those hypocrisy, and said directly: "I don't care whether your rumors are true or not, and I don't care about the intrigues in your sect, and I don't care whether you have a relationship with me or not. Collusion with the Demon Cult."

"For the sake of your kindness to the people in my village, Sui Jian, I advise you, quickly find a place to hide, and don't show up again."

Sui Jian got a glimpse of Kun Hong's image in the eyes of the world from Kun Hong's few words, which was pretty much the same as what he thought.

He smiled and said, "I don't need to worry about whether I hide or not. In fact, I only came here for one thing, which is to ask you for a pot of sake."

The corners of Kun Hong's eyes twitched, and he said sarcastically, "I know that you have no good intentions, and you want to beg for a drink even in the face of disaster. Could it be that Xie Hanzi didn't teach you anything else, but taught you these unsatisfactory appetites?"

Sui Jian raised her eyes when she heard the words, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "Mr. Kun, I respect you, but I am not afraid of you. The deceased is already dead, so please be careful about your words."

Kun Hong squinted his eyes and looked at Sui Jian's expression. He just mentioned Xie Hanzi. The young man who had always been calm and calm was like an enraged leopard. It seemed that the rumors in the world were not true. At least the cause of Xie Hanzi's death was in the end. How, is still up for debate.

The two sides were in a stalemate, and a cheerful voice broke the silence in the air: "Grandpa! I have mastered the recipe of the 120th three kinds of wine!"

Sui Jian was overjoyed when he heard the sound, it was his good friend from Qingjiu village, Le Zhiyu, who came.

Le Zhiyu was always sick when he was born. He had fever today and would vomit tomorrow. No matter how he treated it, he couldn’t be cured. The surname is Kun, and the surname is changed to "Le" and the surname is Ya Xiaogui.

Unexpectedly, after changing his surname, his body really recovered gradually. As long as his grandson is in good health, Kunhong doesn't care about his surname, so he came up with the name Le Zhiyu.

Le Zhiyu was still a good-natured child when he was a child, but after some stimulation, he suddenly grew crooked like a convulsion.

Le Zhiyu saw that there were other people in the room, her round eyes widened, and she said joyfully, "Isn't this Xiao Jian, why didn't anyone notify me when she came here!"

Sui Jian smiled and waved her hand to greet him.

Kun Hong coughed heavily, and Le Zhiyu said blankly, "Is grandpa tired? Go to rest when you are tired. As I said earlier, you are so old, don't come out and wander around every day, and be careful of your bones. Can't live."

Kun Hong coughed harder.

Sui Jian had a hard time holding back her laughter.

Le Zhiyu ran up to Sui Jian, stretched out his hands to measure the heights of the two, and said reassuringly, "Very well, it's been so long, I haven't grown, and neither have you."

Sui Jian: "..."

Every time he sees Le Zhiyu going back, he will deeply reflect on whether his mouth is so owed, and then he finds that he is also quite owed, and he can't bear to face Le Zhiyu's ignorant face hand.

Le Zhiyu glanced at Zhu Lin who was leaning against the door, his eyes lit up, and when he was about to open his mouth, Sui Jian stopped him and said, "Brother Le, what did you just say about 120 kinds of wine?"

Sui Jian thought to herself, beauty has thorns, you can only watch it from a distance, Brother Le, I saved your life again.

Being interrupted by him, Le Zhiyu completely ignored his grandfather's blackened face, and happily said: "Oh, yes, I have mastered the recipe of the 120th kind of wine by now!"

Sui Jian smiled and said, "Congratulations."

Le Zhiyu smiled and asked, "You haven't come to play with me for a long time, what's the matter here?"

Sui Jian rolled her eyes, and said with some distress: "I urgently need a pot of sake for some reason, and I am discussing this matter with the old village owner, but the old village owner does not agree."

Le Zhiyu was still indulging in joy and couldn't extricate himself. Hearing this, he said happily, "Isn't it just a pot of sake? Just wait, I'll get it for you."

The Sui Jian said in a kind manner: "Brother Lao Le."

When Kun Hong heard this, he didn't care about face anymore, and shouted: "Do you think I'm dead!"

The author has something to say:

Zhu Lin's real thought when he heard the discussion of the people in Qingjiu Village: Yes, we are already together. (fog)