Even if Cheng Zhan is fully prepared, there is no guarantee that Qin Sansao will definitely show up tonight.
Si Ye simply lay down on the grass next to the bonfire. He turned to look at Cheng Zhan. The firelight illuminated Si Ye's side face. His face was soft and handsome. It was different from Cheng Zhan's cold face. Even under the firelight,
Cheng Zhan pursed his lips and looked cold when he wasn't smiling.
"What are you looking at?" Cheng Zhan broke off a dry branch and threw it into the bonfire. Although he didn't turn to look at Si Ye, he knew he was looking at him.
In fact, there was nothing wrong with Si Ye, but his eyes naturally fell on Cheng Zhan's face after he lay down. After hearing his question, he thought about it and said, "I'm just sighing at this unpredictable life situation."
Cheng Zhan didn't expect such words to come out of the mouth of a careless person. He stopped adding firewood and turned to look at him, "How old are you and what experiences have you experienced in life?"
Si Ye crossed his legs, held a piece of dead grass in his mouth, and sneered, "Don't underestimate me."
There is not much else to say. Repeatedly emphasizing the issue of age is like a cliché. Although he does not remember his own affairs, he has a feeling that he must not be an ordinary person.
Besides, how could ordinary people be in his situation?
Cheng Zhan calmly lowered the dimension and struck, "Aye, I'm not looking down on you, but as long as you can remember even a little bit, you won't be so confident when it comes to your age."
Si Ye choked.
"Is the only memory you have now yours? It belongs to the original owner of the body, right? How long has it been since you entered the body? Strictly speaking, your own age is calculated from the time of rebirth, so it is only more than one year old?
"Cheng Zhan asked a few questions.
Si Ye choked again.
In the end, Cheng Zhan concluded, "No matter you are one year old or the original owner is in his twenties, you are still a child in my eyes."
Si Ye sat up from the ground, displeased, "Just wait until I remember!"
"Okay." Cheng Zhan glanced at him calmly.
After throwing the remaining firewood into the bonfire, Cheng Zhan asked him, "How about you sit there and think slowly? The dead of night is good for thinking, and we just need a night watcher."
"You have to keep me safe. Young master, I have been climbing the mountain all day and I have to go into the water to catch fish for you. I am tired. Besides, you are so eager for Sister Qin to come. What are you keeping?"
Si Ye said, getting up and going to the tent.
He was stopped by Cheng Zhan again.
Si Ye glanced at him sideways, "What are you doing? Are you afraid? If you're afraid, just bow your head and obey me. I'm an adult and don't remember the faults of villains."
Cheng Zhan:......
Thinking too much.
He raised his finger towards Si Ye and said, "Come here."
Si Ye walked forward slowly and looked at him condescendingly, "What are you doing?"
Cheng Zhan was speechless. He had such a face that he could change at any time. Wouldn't it be just a matter of complaining about his age? What's the comparison?
He gestured to Si Ye again.
Si Ye didn't know what he was doing and squatted down. Cheng Zhan raised his hand and picked off the dead grass on his head one by one. There were quite a few.
"You don't have to worry about your age, especially you don't have to compare yourself with me. There are so many people in the world, but probably few can be older than me."
One sentence made Si Ye almost vomit blood and he pushed his hand away, "Did I mention it? Did I mention it!"
It's typical to get a good deal and still sell well.
Si Ye swore that he would remember his past before his death, otherwise his life would be too humiliating.
When Si Ye got into the tent, Cheng Zhan couldn't help but laugh.
Aren't you childish?
Childish and boring.
It was boring to take him with me.
But Cheng Zhan inexplicably felt that this kind of boredom was quite interesting. In his past years, he had indeed never experienced such boredom.
It's okay to be asleep and don't know anything. Once you open your eyes, you have only one purpose, to collect the witch spirits.
Cheng Zhan had always felt that he had a clear idea. He was a sealed person and was born to deal with the wizard spirit. The wizard spirit was immortal, so he could only be immortal.
In the long years, Cheng Zhan never thought that he could live another kind of life. At this moment, he resolutely followed a little boy into the mountains, and then waited all night not for the witch spirit.
Listening to Si Ye's eloquent talk, and having quarrels with him. Even though I had eaten enough fish, I felt it was extremely delicious when I ate it again tonight.
What Si Ye said was right, life's circumstances are really unpredictable. I met Si Ye so casually, made friends so casually, and changed my itinerary so casually...
What would have happened if I hadn't met Si Ye?
Cheng Zhan could imagine it.
It is nothing more than collecting the witch spirit from Qin Laosan, leaving Shangri-La, and then looking for the next witch spirit.
I never felt bored before, but now I feel this way.
He seemed to be starting to...be attached to this world.
…
Half an hour later, Cheng Zhan returned to the tent.
After he built the bonfire, he made sure that the fire could be seen all night long. In a place like this, the most feared thing was for the bonfire to go out, because there would be unpredictable dangers.
It seemed that the sleeping bag was a little unnecessary. At least Shiye didn't get into the sleeping bag and fell asleep with the sleeping bag on his back. His back was to the tent door and his breathing was steady.
After all, in the snow-capped mountains, the temperature drops sharply at night. Cheng Zhan is the type who is afraid of heat and cold. Even if he sleeps in a snowdrift, he is not afraid of the cold, but Si Ye...
Cheng Zhan reached out and touched his hand. It was warm but not cold.
It is considered close to the campfire, so the cold feeling is not that obvious.
Si Ye was lying on the inside. Maybe he was really tired. Even when he entered the tent, Si Ye didn't react. Cheng Zhan looked at his back and wanted to laugh. He was so worried. After all, he was outdoors.
Cheng Zhan lay down.
I didn’t get into my sleeping bag either. Like Shi Ye, my sleeping bag had become a sleeping pad. I was very tired, but I couldn’t fall asleep. It was quiet outside, not even the chirping of birds or insects. The wind blew occasionally, and there were leaves above my head.
Rustling.
There was no sound of traffic, and it seemed that Cheng Zhan had not experienced this kind of silence for a long time.
He turned to look at Si Ye again.
In the darkness, Si Ye's shoulders were rising and falling slightly. He was sleeping very deeply, but he was also sleeping quite quietly.
Cheng Zhan was thinking, after the matter between Qin Sansao and Si Jiayi is over, where will he and Si Ye go from here? Is it really like what Si Ye said, from now on they are good friends and good brothers?
A relationship that happens by chance is a matter of fate coming together and breaking up. From now on...
In fact, Cheng Zhan had never thought about it.
There was some movement over at Si Ye.
Like whispering.
dream?
Cheng Zhan moved closer to him and listened carefully.
Just listen to Si Ye saying, "Then just kill me, kill me..."
His voice was so low and deep that if he didn't listen carefully, Cheng Zhan wouldn't be able to hear what he was saying clearly. But just when he did, he was startled, what kind of dream was this? Who did he let kill him?
?
"Aye?" Cheng Zhan gave him a gentle push.
Si Ye didn't respond. He mumbled a few words in his mouth and then stopped.
Maybe it was just an innocuous dream.
Cheng Zhan lay down again, resting his head on his folded arms. He was thinking, how long has it been since he had a dream? It seemed like a long, long time...
Si Ye "rolled" over.
Cheng Zhan was startled.
Si Ye not only "rolled" over, but also climbed up on him using both hands and feet.
Cheng Zhan:......
Looking down, Si Ye looked like a koala. Did he mistake him for a tree?
Cheng Zhan pushed him but did not push him away.
Not only could I not push him away, but I got a tighter "hug" from Si Ye.
God!
Cheng Zhan was a little out of breath.
After all, he is a young man in his twenties, and most of his body is pressed against him. He is not made of iron, so it is strange that he can breathe evenly.
But Si Ye clung to him.
Okay... Cheng Zhan gave up and let him hug him like a tree.
I thought that when I stayed at the Jianshan Inn, it was fine. At least the bed was big. I didn’t know that Si Ye had this problem. Sure enough, people should not be too close to each other. Once they are close, various problems will arise.
Various...problems...
Si Ye put his arms around his neck, maybe because he thought the tree trunk was too thin, so he couldn't fall if he put his arms around him... He tightened his arms hard!
This time he almost sent Cheng Zhan away!
Push him hard, and the result is that the force is mutual...
never mind.
Cheng Zhan took a deep breath, endure it, endure it, Si Ye is still a child. Don't be like a child, don't be like him...
See... Si Ye's thighs are wrapped around him again...
I endure it.
Just like that, Cheng Zhan lay there straight and straight, his whole body as stiff as a piece of iron. Cheng Zhan had no time to care whether he was sleepy or not. He only knew that he was about to have murderous intentions.
It was a good thing that Si Ye was not a witch spirit, so he was secretly glad that he was not a witch spirit, otherwise Cheng Zhan would have ruined him like this? He would have to be accepted.
After a while, Cheng Zhan fell asleep in a daze.
Then, I had a dream.
In the dream, he was pressed by an iron plate and was a little suffocated, but he did not push the iron plate away. It seemed that he kept walking with this iron plate until he reached a place that seemed to be the end of the world.
But it's not the end of the world. He has been to that place, and the sea and the sky are connected together. At a glance, it's hard to tell where the sky is and where the sea is.
Cheng Zhan couldn't see the sea or the sky here, his eyes were all white, and the top of his head and the soles of his feet seemed to have stepped on mirrors, reflecting countless versions of himself.
Suddenly he saw a shadow, all black, flashing quickly, and there were different colors in the white vision.
Cheng Zhan spread his hands, and the Hexu Dao slowly floated in his palm.
The next second the knife came out and he chased after the black figure.
Unexpectedly, the black shadow stopped dodging and stood at the front. Countless black shadows were reflected between the sky and the earth. There seemed to be tens of thousands of Hexu knives, shooting towards the back of the black shadow.
Suddenly, the black shadow turned its head.
When that face came into Cheng Zhan's eyes, Cheng Zhan was horrified. He quickly put away the knife in the next second. When the knife was about to penetrate the shadow's back, he suddenly turned around and came towards Cheng Zhan.
Cheng Zhan raised his hand, and the knife was very fast, making a clanking sound, and suddenly pierced into the palm of his hand. Cheng Zhan could not stand still, his mind was shattered by the force, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"Siye!"
Cheng Zhan opened his eyes suddenly.
Only then did he realize that he was having a dream, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead.
This dream was strange, but luckily it was just a dream.
When Cheng Zhan regained his composure, he was shocked to find that Si Ye was missing. He immediately sat up, but at that moment his heart suddenly hurt.
The pain was huge, as if someone had stabbed me hard.
Before he could delve into this feeling, Cheng Zhan heard a sound outside the tent.