"What are your plans for the future?" They met each other and greeted each other. Lianyue invited them into the room, started the stove and poured tea, and asked.

Both of them reached out to hold it, and put it on the small table in front of them. But Kun held it in his hand. When he wanted to put it to his mouth, he pressed his hand with a bit hot. His fingers still couldn't help but put it on the table.

"Of course I'm following the master." Kun rubbed his fingers and said, looking at the man who took the master's tea cup with one hand, he felt a little disliked for a moment.

The rabbit doesn’t eat grass beside the nest, who would have expected that the snake could find food in its own nest?

"Thank you." Zongque took the teacup and said in a moment.

Lianyue looked at him and smirked at the corner of her lips: "Be careful of being hot."

"Yes." Zongque responded.

Kun: "…"

"The matter of the witch land is over, and it is useless for you to follow me." Lianyue looked at the two people who were kneeling opposite and said, "You can come here, but I think you can live a good life outside. It's better to live your own life."

"Why is it useless? If the master thinks that someone offended you, or wants to kill anyone, we can do it." Kun sat upright and said.

"I live here without a single person. Your sword is at most used to kill fish." Lanyue poured some water channels into the teapot.

"It's okay to kill fish." Kun met his gaze and said a little uneasy, "Anyway, I'm not at ease to hand you over to Xuan Yishe. How old is he and he still needs your care."

"What if this is an order?" said Lan Yue, "I don't leave any disobedient people around me."

"If you obey, you won't let us follow you." Kun muttered, "It was so difficult and dangerous that day. If Xuan hadn't been burned, how could you escape?"

His eyes were slightly red, and the eight-foot man couldn't help but cry.

"Well, you didn't say he was there." Lianyue held the cup and smiled, "Then you should be relieved."

Kun was speechless for a moment.

Gan said, "Xuan is indeed very powerful, but he may not be able to take good care of his master. We don't want to stay by his master's side, we are just a little worried."

"Let them stay and when will they leave before leaving?" Zongque said.

Lianyue looked at him, reached out and touched his cheek and smiled, "Xuan Zhen is generous. If you want to stay, stay. But there are no servants here, and there are no money houses. You have to do everything yourself."

"Yes, thank you, Master." Even Gan couldn't help but be overjoyed and bowed to the ground.

...

Qiankun and the others stayed there since then, but Lanyue said that there was no house without money. Although the house was wide, there was only one main house, a tea room and a bookstore, and a kitchen. There was no extra room for residence. They could have been on the beam in the past, but the beam of the bamboo house was not very strong at first sight, and it was not a long-term solution.

"You have to pick some far away places to log wood." Lianyue sat in the corridor, pressing the piano gently, and after reminding her, she smiled at Zong Que who was walking over, "Did you give them the tools?"

"Yes." Zongque responded.

"Come here, I will teach you how to play the piano." Lianyue waved to him.

Zongque pondered for a moment, walked to his side and sat down and said, "Okay."

Lianyue slightly moved away from her position, leaned on his shoulder, grabbed his hand and said, "When this hand is placed here, the piano is different from the flute, but the music theory is interrelated. Press the fingers down and move it with the fingertips."

Zongque naturally knows how to treat the Qin, but the people around him are like beginners, so he will not say much.

The sound of the piano is moved, although the single note is not in tune, the material of this piano is excellent, and even the single note is extremely clear and pleasant.

The piano sounds were plucked one by one, and Lanyue looked at the man's serious eyebrows and eyes, put her chin on his shoulder, and gently leaned over as the other party finished playing the tune and kissed her lips.

The dark eyes moved slightly, and the sound of branches being broken in the distance came from the distance.

Zongque raised his eyes, Lian Yue also looked over, Gan was looking at the tool, Kun pinched the broken branches, and even the bare teeth could be broken.

"Kun, be careful not to break the tool. If it is broken, you have to do it yourself." Lianyue said with a smile.

"Yes." Gan saluted, pulled Kun on the side and said, "Let's go."

"I'm angry, aren't you angry?" Kun held the tool, followed by the deep and shallow feet behind him, looking back at the place. Even if he couldn't see it, his breath did not relax.

I think it's one thing, but it's more anger. What a noble person the master is, and he is not stained with dust. He is admired by the world like an immortal who comes to the world. All the witches in the world yearn for it. Most people even think it's blasphemy to touch the corners of his robe. Now he's kissed, that's a kiss!

"That's the master's decision. If you want to stay here, you must know how to suppress it." Gan said.

Kun was a little depressed in an instant, and followed him with his tools. He listened to the sound of the piano and felt a little sad: "If I had known that my master would raise a snake, I should have opposed it to the end."

"He saved his master's life." Gan looked at the trees around him.

"If I had known it, I should have watched it." Kun said.

"You can't beat him even if you look at him." Gan continued to walk forward.

Kun held his breath and looked at his expression as he looked around and asked, "Can you tell which tree is suitable for a house?"

"No." Gan stopped the trail.

He is an escort and a killer, not a carpenter, and this is indeed a bit difficult.

Kun: "... Then you think that's the case, I thought you would."

Gan Chen silently asked, "What should I do now?"

"Put a tent." Gan Si asked.

The house is not good, the tent is still OK.

"Good idea." Kun nodded in agreement.

With tools in hand, they still took a long time to cut wood. There were countless birds in the jungle, and when the trunks were dragged back, it was already sunset and dusk.

The sound of the piano had already stopped, and the two of them under the corridor also returned to the house. Qiankun and the two were hungry, but there was no smoke from cooking.

"He doesn't make anything for the owner." Kun took a deep breath, looked at the crane that was drawing water by the small pond, and waved his sword to catch fish from it.

"That should be raised by the master, I advise you not to." Gan walked towards the lake and said.

"Okay." Kun followed his back.

"Xuan, borrow it for use in the kitchen." Gan said outside the house when he came back after picking up the fish.

A response came from the dizzy house: "Okay."

The two of them are not good at cooking, but they can still make basic things. They make fire on the stove, cut the fish into a pot and cook it, and then sprinkle some salt particles, which can make a meal.

There are no candlesticks in the kitchen, only the fire in the stove provides some light when the sky is completely dark, so you can barely see the fish in the pot.

"Can you eat it?" Kun asked, clapping the wood chips on his hand.

"It should be possible." He tasted the soup.

"Okay, then I'll give the owner a bowl." Kun took the spoon and chose a not-so-large bowl, "That's it for that snake."

"Remember to knock on the door when you go in." Gan reminded.

"I understand." Kun picked up the bowl and left the kitchen and walked towards the room with candlelight.

The bamboo door was pulled, and there was no response inside. Kun changed the bowl in his hand and pushed the door open and entered the room. After only a few turns, his steps stopped.

The candles in the room were dizzy and could only illuminate the place in a small amount. However, on the bed with light, the man was holding the holy man in his arms and kissing him carefully. The two hugged each other, but even the white ink hair glowing with silver seemed to be dyed with the temperature of the candle.

Black and white intertwined, they both have excellent looks, looking clear, but they seem to be blurred by the candlelight.

Kun stopped and froze in place for a moment, but the two seemed to notice it. The person who was kissed changed his eyes lightly. Kun almost subconsciously turned around and brought it to the door with a clang.

When the cold wind blew, Kun was shocked and walked quickly to the kitchen.

In the room, Lianyue gently hugged the man's neck and separated him and said, "You really didn't hear it?"

"Don't you want to be seen by them?" Zong Que said, clasping his waist.

"Since you have to stay by our side," Lianyue hugged him and smiled on the couch, "You have to get used to it."

If you can't get used to it, it's better to leave such barren mountains and rivers as soon as possible.

Zongque gently stroked his cheek and lowered his head and kissed his lips.

"Didn't you say... there is only three months in the estrus?" Lanyue asked while exchanging breaths with him.

"It's extended." Zongque said.

"What a bad dragon." Lanyue sneered, but didn't ask him how long it took to extend it.

Kun entered the kitchen in a daze, placed the bowl on the stove, frowned, looked at the full bowl and asked, "Didn't you come in?"

"I'm in." Kun said leaning against the side.

"Then the owner doesn't want to eat?" Gan asked.

"I don't know, I didn't ask." Kun hugged his arm and pointed his fingers quickly, and his whole body was anxious.

Gan looked at his expression and asked, "What happened?"

"He, there is only one bed in their room!" Kun looked at him and said, "Just one!"

"It used to be the same one." Gan carefully picked up the fish bones in his bowl.

"Hey, don't eat it for now, I'm very upset." Kun snatched the bowl in his hand and put it aside, "How could it be the same as it is now? It wasn't that before, nor......"

He couldn't speak that word in his mouth, but his face seemed to be a little red by the stove.

Thinking back to the beginning, the second prince used his dirty tricks to look at the master's eyes more. He wanted to pull the man over and cut it into pieces and dig out the eyeballs. Now the master is being held in his arms and kissed him. At night, he even slept on the same bed. He used his toes to think that something would happen.

"Do not be aware of it, but it is hard to be a thief!" Kun finally said this.
To be continued...