"Is that just that? Don't forget, I am a fortune teller and I also know how to read faces."

Xu Yuanyun raised his head, his white neck looked a bit dazzling in the moonlight, and under his thin and curved eyebrows, two star-like eyes stared at the strange man who was overlooking him, and he felt panicked for no reason.

She forced herself to remain calm and looked a little colder:

"Oh? What did Mr. Li see?"

The next moment, Ji Ping'an suddenly raised his hand, quickly pulled off her veil with two fingers, and lightly tossed it, and the veil flew into the river.

Xu Yuanyun felt a lightness on his face. Anyone who has worn a mask for a long time knows that once it is suddenly taken off, there will be a feeling of being stripped and exposed.

At this moment, Xu Yuanyun felt a feeling of being spied on, frivolous, and offended. She frowned, and her fair and smooth face was flushed red. It was not shame, but anger. Her eyes were sharp:

"what you up to?!"

While speaking, she pressed the cabin with her right hand, and invisible power spread.

In a place where no one noticed, with this small boat as the center, under the dark water, fish began to gather here, like soldiers in formation.

However, Ji Ping'an just looked down at her, then leaned forward a little, and got closer, with four pairs of eyes staring at each other tit for tat.

Unknowingly, the two of them got very close, and Xu Yuanyun became more and more tense. Just when she was about to overturn the fishing boat, suddenly...

Ji Ping'an smiled, with no evil intentions in that smile, like spring breeze turning into rain, or like meeting again after a long absence.

He suddenly pulled back and sat cross-legged across from her. He raised his palm, slapped away the jar of wine, tore open the roast chicken in the brown paper bag, took a sip, and then ate another bite.

The movements are free and natural, and the breath blends into the world.

At this moment, although he still has a young body, his behavior has a return to nature, like a Taoist master, and his every move coincides with the celestial phenomena.

"you……"

Xu Yuanyun was stunned for a moment, confused. He didn't understand why the other party's reaction was so strange, but an indescribable emotion surged in his heart, and his heart was beating wildly for no reason.

A long-lost, familiar mood rushed out from the memory that was supposed to be dead.

The impact she was shaking, and her heart was as messy. She only felt that the young Taoist priest was accelerating the overlap with someone in memory.

In the subconscious, a thought was crazy, but because of being too incredible, he was suppressed by reason.

Ji Ping wiped the wine on his lips, left a piece of cut meat, and said with a smile:

"I just want to see you. Now I get the answer I want."

Xu Yuanyun's heart beating is becoming more and more severe: "I don't understand."

"No, you should understand," Ji Ping'an suddenly said:

"Have you ever heard a sentence, even though one person can be ever -changing, the eyes can’t deceive people."

Unless I have experience like me ... he silently made up in his heart.

Xu Yuanyun opened his mouth and suddenly felt that his mouth was dry. He only felt that this sentence was extremely familiar, but it was difficult to trace it for a while.

Ji Ping was sighed, and suddenly he touched the paper with a big face machine cat with a flash of oil with oil flowers. With the light of the head lantern, spread it out.

Xu Yuanyun's pupils shrank sharply, and they lost their voice: "How can I be in your hands?!"

Ji Ping'an said with a smile: "What do you know?"

Xu Yuanyun shook his head subconsciously: "I don't know."

Ji Pingan shook his head: "You know, and you still remember who draws it to you."

Xu Yuanyun didn't notice that his body was trembling, and his voice was mixed with shake, as if looking forward to something:

"Who?"

Ji Ping was silent, and suddenly said, "Don't you think I'm older than you?"

There was no reason for this sentence, and the foreword did not match the postword, but after hearing it, Xun Yuanyun stunned, trembled, opened his mouth, and said:

"Not very big."

Ji Ping'an said:

"The practitioner is very camouflage, and he will not write all on his face when he is young.

Xu Yuanyun said: "What is the relationship between getting older? Some monks are not hundreds of years apart."

"... I said."

"I'm serious."

"... You have too little experience ..."

"You said that when you were young, you had to meet a too amazing person. Once you missed, you couldn't spend the rest of your life ..."

"... I regret telling the story a little."

"Don't think about the topic!"

"In case I have another attempt, you seem to be simple."

"Then I recognize it too!"

The speed of the two is getting faster and faster. You can say one sentence, alternately, repeat a certain period of buried in time, and look at Kyushu, and only two people know the conversation.

When Xu Yuanyun said almost hoarsely, "recognition".

Ji Ping An was silent and finished the last sentence for her: "Anyway ... I can't live for a few years."

Quiet.

At this moment, the world seemed to lose its voice, the noise on the shore, and the crowds of the crowd disappeared. The whole world seemed to have only this lonely boat.

Xu Yuanyun was sitting in a stun, as if she had lost her strength. She pressed the cabin's hand and did not know when she was released.

She suddenly felt wet eyes, and then tears was ticking as a tick, slipped along her face, and smashed on the cabin.

At this moment, Mo Chou ... or the Lord of the Royal Lord, the eye circles are red, the tears blurred the sight, the body lean forward, and if you want to approach but dare not, the voice is hoarse and says:

"You ... are back."

The nasal sound is a bit heavy and some block.

Ji Ping'an smiled and said, "It's me, I'm back."

There were no heart-rending screams, no earth-shaking visions, just the simple word "come back", and everything was gone.

No explanation is needed, and any explanation seems feeble.

Xu Yuanyun's fair face was filled with countless complex emotions:

Excitement, joy, touching, disbelief, hesitation, nervousness... in the end, they all turned into thick "hate".

Ji Ping'an saw the woman in front of him slam into his arms, and then his shoulder was stinging from the teeth, and his back was sore from the fingers... He couldn't help grinning in pain, and suddenly regretted why he didn't open it.

Come here, puppet...Iron lumps are not afraid of pain.

It wasn't until he heard the extremely suppressed, almost inaudible cry that he fell silent and remained motionless, letting his shoulders get wet little by little and feeling the shaking of the warm fragrant nephrite in his arms.

A long time... a long time...

Then he said softly: "Have you cried enough?"

Xu Yuanyun raised his head, pushed him away, sat back in his seat, raised his hand to tie up his messy hair, covered his red and swollen eyelids, turned away his head, and whispered:

"That's enough."

Ji Ping'an secretly glanced at her side face with a red mark, thought for a moment, and handed out a handkerchief:

"Case?"

"Who wants your things...I have them myself."

Okay... Ji Ping'an has lived for a thousand years, but he is still a little unfamiliar with this kind of thing. After all, he is not a very comforting character. After holding it in for a long time, he only pushed the wine jar and roasted chicken:

"Eat something?"

Xu Yuanyun was angry and funny, thinking that after so many years, he didn't seem to have made any progress.

He said angrily: "I don't want to get all your saliva on it."

She didn't even notice that her performance was not much better than Ji Ping'an's... The two "Shenzang" monks who once stood at the top of Kyushu now looked as embarrassed as two inexperienced children.

Ji Ping'an tried: "What do you want to eat? Can you go ashore to buy it?"

"……good."

So, the two guys, who met again after two or three hundred years, rowed back to the shore, and then plunged into the lively night market like no one else.

Only the merchants who rented the boat and some of the gangsters felt as if they were having lemons, thinking that this young man... got on the boat, and when they came back, their clothes were all wrinkled.

The world is in decline!

However, the two people being talked about didn't care about the comments of others, and just like before, they walked around the lively Qinhuai together.

It's strange to say that normal people will feel a little strange after being apart for a long time.

But perhaps the life of a cultivator is different from that of ordinary people, or perhaps some feelings have been accumulated for too long. Once released, the two of them did not feel any separation, as if they had really returned to that time.

Xu Yuanyun no longer maintained the image of a lady, and became much more cheerful. She pestered him to buy this and that, filling her empty belly.

Then the two of them ran to watch the fireworks show by the river... and the Jianghu people playing tricks with fire. They clapped loudly and applauded, and put the river lanterns together again, so there was a new robotic cat in the water...

We bought a monkey mask together... we shook the turntable together, and it turned to a dragon-shaped candy man... we went to play pot throwing together, and the stall owner turned green, but in the end they laughed and only took two of the most common ones.

The cloth tiger...

Finally, a child with quick eyesight and quick hands came over, holding a bamboo basket with bouquets of flowers in it:

"Sir, please buy a bouquet of flowers for your wife."

There was no custom of sending flowers in this world...but the Great Zhou Dynasty Master promoted this new custom...
To be continued...