"Go to the room? That's it? It's really good value for money." Lu Yinshuang looked around ironically, the two sides of the table were almost touching the bed and the wall, only the tea was freshly brewed, "Which room did you order?"

"There's only this one left." Chang Jingyu apologized, and passed by Lu Yinshuang to open the window sideways. The desire to lie down.

Chang Jingyu propped up the top-hung window, Lu Yinshuang glanced at it, and then realized where all the money for the house was spent.

Outside the window is the deck of the ship, the breeze brings damp breath, seabirds shuttle among the clouds, and when they swoop down, their clear singing echoes on the distant sea. When the cloud boat sets sail, just sit at the window and you can see the raised sails and the endless night sky.

Feilu fell from the sky and circled around the deck, not wanting to squeeze into the cabin.

Lu Yinshuang leaned against the window sill, Yun Zhou shook slightly, he stretched out his hand to press the window to maintain balance, glanced at Chang Jingyu from the corner of his eye, and suddenly asked him: "Did you forget something?"

Chang Jingyu asked suspiciously, "What's the matter?"

"Yuanyunfang." Lu Yinshuang reminded.

"So senior still remembers it." Chang Jingyu secretly regretted that he was quick-spoken at the time, and suddenly pointed to the window and said, "There are shooting stars!"

Lu Yinshuang was puzzled: "Stop talking nonsense, there isn't."

Chang Jingyu was defeated, obediently took out the wooden box from the Qiankun bag, and handed it to Lu Yinshuang: "It's made of leftover materials from Lingyu. I'm so generous with seniors, I hope seniors will accept it."

Lu Yinshuang took the box and opened the lock with his index finger, only to see a blue hairband decorated with jade beads.

"I picked it up at Pengyinglou while you were getting tea. I wanted to give you a surprise... I thought you didn't lack black, so I chose a different one." Chang Jingyu was a little embarrassed, "I haven't delivered it yet. If seniors don't like other people's gifts, just don't wear them."

Lu Yinshuang wrapped his fingertips around the hair band. He thought the color was eye-catching, and secretly said that it was obviously the boy's own aesthetics, but in the past countless years, he had received magic weapons from the Lingshi Mansion, but no one Send him these little trinkets.

"Using Lingyu as a decoration is overkill." Lu Yinshuang closed the lid of the box and raised the corner of her mouth jokingly, "I'm afraid you used the wrong person for this method. I think it's better to give it to your senior sisters. Gain some goodwill, and exchange a few bottles of the elixir from the Immortal Medicine Sect for emergencies."

Chang Jingyu looked away guiltily: "I just want to give you away, besides, why would senior care about a piece of Lingyu?"

"Huh?" Lu Yinshuang keenly sensed that there was something in Chang Jingyu's words.

Chang Jingyu quickly changed the subject: "Senior, do you know Senior Sister Chu? Although she is studying at the Immortal Medicine Sect, the elixir prepared by her is far inferior to the bottle that senior just picked up."

"I met you in Weihai City, do you want to hear what they talk about you behind your back?" Lu Yinshuang heard his unceremonious and straightforward comments, and knew that it was normal for those little girls from the Dao Martial Immortal Sect not to like him.

Chang Jingyu frowned, then smiled quickly: "Forget it, I'm just a fellow student. I just want to concentrate on cultivation and have no other thoughts."

"Oh, it's really boring." Lu Yinshuang didn't get any satisfactory results, the cloud boat had already sailed into the sea, he ordered Chang Jingyu to move the table and chairs to the window, and enjoy the scenery with the sea breeze.

Chang Jingyu leaned on the side of the bed and fiddled with the jade slips for a while, and then sat across from her: "Is senior just in a daze like this?"

Lu Yinshuang held a teacup and stared at the waves quietly, Chang Jingyu didn't like the indifference he showed when he was silent, it seemed to pull the distance away all of a sudden, which made people feel uneasy.

"It's kind of boring." Chang Jingyu said with his chin resting on his shoulders. There was faint chatter and laughter from the neighbors, and he couldn't calm down to meditate.

"Play chess?" Lu Yinshuang put down the teacup and suggested.

He didn't know how he followed Chang Jingyu's wishes, but Chang Jingyu's tone was too casual, which made him very easy to answer.

After thinking about it, Lu Yinshuang confidently added: "Go, chess, six games, both games are free, just choose what you are good at."

Chang Jing Yuxin said that I can play a few rounds of mahjong, but he saw that Lu Yinshuang was very particular about his gestures. If you want to kill the Quartet, just play chess."

"Oh, I forgot to mention that the loser is responsible for the food and lodging money." Lu Yinshuang placed the chess pieces and said.

Chang Jingyu: "...then decide on me."

Lu Yinshuang thinks he is capable of both civil and military skills, he is proficient in both piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and it is easy to win against Chang Jingyu.

You want to count the steps, I watch the excitement, no one pays attention to the sudden waves along the hull of the boat, the sound of the sea churning is not worth mentioning, and it quickly disappears at the bottom of the boat.

……

The bright moonlight gradually slanted, the sky became lighter and lighter as if fading, and a red glow spread from the sea level.

Lu Yinshuang slowly opened his eyes, his fingers felt a little numb, he was silently startled as soon as he tilted his head, Chang Jingyu sat on the ground and grabbed the edge of the bed, hugged the corner of the quilt tightly, buried his face between the crook of his arms and the thin quilt Sleep soundly.

His arm was still pressed under the quilt, and Chang Jingyu was pillowing him, his head with messy hair almost fell into his arms.

Lu Yinshuang tentatively twitched his arm, but Chang Jingyu moved and hugged him even tighter.

He glanced at Chang Jingyu's coat hanging on the back of the chair, recalling why this situation had happened, and in the end he could only blame it on the fact that his spiritual consciousness had not fully recovered, which prevented him from staying up all night.

At that time, Chang Jingyu's boss insisted on playing another game, so he could only let Chang Jingyu play the game again, killing him once again, and then suggested a solution for him to study, and leaned on the bed and closed his eyes. Eyes rested, unconsciously fell asleep.

Unable to wake up Chang Jingyu gently, Lu Yinshuang simply threw him off.

Chang Jingyu fell firmly with a bang, flopped around in the darkness, got out of the thin quilt, yawned and complained pitifully: "Hiss, headache."

Lu Yinshuang stretched out his hand and showed him the red mark on the quilt: "Does it still hurt?"

Chang Jingyu: "...don't dare to hurt anymore."

He stood up and shook the quilt and put it on, but he didn't want Lu Yinshuang to smear his face with ice to refresh his mind.

"The boat will berth at Jiangrou Island in a while. We have half a day to play on the island, and the boatman will prepare grilled fish on the beach." Chang Jingyu rubbed her face, opened a window and could clearly see the emerald green in the sea contour.

Lu Yinshuang opened the door and went out to wash up, and when she came back, she said, "You can do whatever you want, I won't go."

Chang Jingyu was cleaning up the mess on the table, and when he heard this, his interest disappeared immediately, and he said sadly: "I thought senior would like this route. If you don't go, then I don't want to play."

Lu Yinshuang felt impatient that this child was really difficult to serve, he turned around and picked up Chang Jingyu's coat and threw it over: "Then why do you still take the boat, go directly to Jin'an City with Yujian."

Chang Jingyu hugged the clothes and felt aggrieved, but he suddenly stopped his gaze, turning from sadness to joy faster than turning the pages of a book.

"Senior, you didn't mean that I used the wrong person." Chang Jingyu ran to Lu Yinshuang with a smile on his face, insisting on turning behind him to see if the blue hairband looked good.

Lu Yinshuang said in his heart that Chang Jingyu acted like a good boy when he got a bargain, coughed dryly and said in displeasure: "Yesterday I was overwhelmed with sleep, so I'll just let it go for a while."

"Senior, let's go to Jiangrou Island with me." Chang Jingyu made an inch of progress, and he realized that Lu Yinshuang was probably trying to free up time to contact his subordinates, and assured him, "I won't delay You have too much time."

"Tsk, are you three years old? Don't expect me to do anything with you."

Lu Yinshuang couldn't resist Chang Jingyu's expectant eyes. When Chang Jingyu changed his clothes and walked briskly down the gangway when the boat stopped, he was still reflecting on how he fell from the Emperor of Linyuan Palace to this.

The passengers on the boat went to the beach in twos and threes. Chang Jingyu was going to buy herbal tea in the center of the island. Lu Yinshuang found a shaded tree to lean against. There are gauze-like waves, the ground is soft and delicate, and young men and women who come here are clapping their sleeves and trousers legs and stepping on the water.

Lu Yinshuang looked at it for a while, then raised his right fingertips to choose the position, and framed a straight line steadily. The scenery inside the frame became dense like the wind blowing across the lake. With a movement of his finger, the blurred picture It was rolled up from the right side, shrunk into a delicate scroll, and pressed into the jade slip by him.

He pondered, and added another sentence, "The wind is light and the sun is warm, the clouds clear the sky, and all the rivers return to the sea."

……

Xie Qiao was still buried in the dim pile of documents and reports, and he threw the softly lit jade slips casually, and the large-area painting projected made the whole study room as bright as day.

"What the hell!" Xie Qiao covered his face with a memorial and let out a scream, like a leech soaked in salt.

Shen Pingfeng, who was standing behind him, narrowed his eyes to recognize it for a while, and said, "This is... Weihai City?"

Xie Qiao looked at the picture of having fun with the people on the beach of the Cultivation Realm with disgust, and scanned down the sand-splashed hem of Lu Yinshuang's frame. At this time, several large characters slowly appeared above Zhiyingshu.

"The wind is light and the sun is warm, the clouds clear the sky, and all the rivers return to the sea."

Xie Qiao wondered if this additional message was an announcement of ambition, and turned around like a ghost, and showed one to Shen Pingfeng?

The author has something to say: Why should Xie Qiao who has no holiday be persecuted :)

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