It’s the fragrance of August osmanthus flowers again, and in a few days, it’s Mid-Autumn Festival.

Qingyun Temple, Burning Incense Pavilion.

The moon is over and the wind is over.

Ye Qingxuan lay on his back on the eaves of the attic. In front of him were the bright moon and bright stars; at the end of his nose was the sweet smell of osmanthus in the courtyard, and the sandalwood remaining in the Burning Incense Pavilion.

This is one of Ye Qingxuan’s favorite places, second only to the “nameless courtyard” that he took from his second senior brother.

But every Mid-Autumn Festival, this is Qingxuan’s favorite.

There are osmanthus trees in this courtyard that have been around for hundreds of years. The golden osmanthus flowers are gathered into balls, reflecting the fluorescence like stars under the bright moonlight.

A breeze blew by, and the flowers were raining, as if thousands of stars were rolling up, and with the intoxicating fragrance, it fell beside Qingxuan.

With a light move, a petal of osmanthus falls, and the fragrance lingers in your hands...

He loves this moonlit night, loves the fragrance of osmanthus...

Nine years ago, it was such a fascinating night. He came from another world and was born in this world.

It was also on that night that he carried the identity of this world and the blood feud on his body.

Everything is fate, and it is impossible to deal with others.

Pour a glass of sake, and there will be the bright moon in the sky; smell the breeze, and there will be the intoxicating fragrance of flowers in your nose...

The fragrance of flowers is there, and the wine is sad.

well--

With a long sigh, I don’t know when I will be able to live like a god and have this kind of freedom like a god.

"My junior brother, it's so free and easy--"

Wherever the clothes were floating, a Taoist in Qingyi fell slowly, and he didn't feel the roof was dirty and sat down next to Qingxuan.

But he is the unrestrained second senior brother Qingyan.

Ye Qingxuan's favorite characters in his previous life were Lu Xiaofeng, known as "Four Eyebrows". He still doesn't know how Lu Xiaofeng's style is, but his second senior brother looks very much like Lu Xiaofeng in his behavior, especially his two beards, which are slightly upturned. Although he doesn't look like his eyebrows, he is so romantic.

Even if Lu Xiaofeng is reborn, he is afraid that his second senior brother will not be inferior.

It’s a pity that although my second senior brother is extremely free and easy in character, he is not as emotional as others. He is completely a dull monk and cannot figure out the east, west, south and north. He is in his thirties, but he has never seen any women around him.

"Second Brother, it's so late, why haven't you rested yet?"

Qingyan smiled but did not answer, and directly grabbed the wine pot from Qingxuan's hand, poured it into his throat, and suddenly spit it out, then smiled and said, "Such a beautiful scenery, how can the younger brother let such sour wine fall into his throat?"

What can I do if I am not good at wine? I searched the entire Qingyun Temple. The third senior brother still had these turbid wines in the warehouse. The quality was not good, so I could barely make do.

Ye Qingxuan sighed slightly and said, "What I drink is not wine, but loneliness--"

Qingyan was stunned and laughed: "Young junior brother is young, but he is so sentimental, it's not a good thing--"

I picked the wine gourd around my waist and took a sip. A clear aroma of wine spread out.

Ye Qingxuan's hazy eyes instantly opened.

He snatched it with a light sip, filling the bamboo fragrance with the throat, and the fragrance was smooth. The line of wine fell down his throat and exploded in his belly, turning into a warm current, and a fragrance of wine surged out, but it also carried another fragrance different from the bamboo fragrance, which was the aura of fragrant orchid.

One wine and two aromas are truly a masterpiece.

"Good wine, good wine-"

Looking at the junior brother's intoxicated expression, Taoist Qingyan smiled proudly and said, "This is the 'bamboo orchid fragrance' in the Moon Tower in Zhongzhou. It is really a famous wine for the world. I have been lingering with my brother for many days, but I just got such a gourd..."

Ye Qingxuan curled his lips and said disbelief: "If you have wine, you can sell it. If you have money, you can buy it... Is the senior brother not even enough money for this wine, right?"

Qingyan laughed and said, "Some wine is sold, and some money is taken...but the 'Bamboo orchid fragrance' that is so old these days is limited to supply. If there is no name in the world, it will not be sold at all."

"So, what's the name for senior brother to buy this gourd wine?"

"Well, that's the case..."

"How did the senior brother do it?"

"I killed a gang boss in Wei brother, and the one named Jiao Tong... Anyway, it's enough..."

"'Wanshan Swordsman' Jiao Qingtong?"

"Yes, it seems like this is such a person..."

"You killed a master on the 'Di Jue List' for a pot of wine?"

"Is he on the 'district list'? No wonder his sword skills are so powerful..."

"You're crazy, you..."

"It's worth it-"

Taoist Qingyan pointed to the wine gourd in Qingxuan's hand.

Qingxuan looked at the wine gourd, then looked at the second senior brother Qingyan, and thought about the unlucky "Wanshan Swordsman". Finally, he shook his head and sighed, "It's still a madman-but..." He drank a small sip of wine and sighed and entangled, "Oh--but it's worth it--"

The second senior brother killed a master of "di Jue Pound" for a pot of wine. The news was really enough - a bastard. Then Ye Qingxuan asked in confusion: "So, isn't the second senior brother listed on the "di Jue Pound"?"

"Yeah, no-"

“Why?”

"I didn't leave my name, and I just took the head to the 'Wangyue Tower' to exchange for wine-"

Ye Qingxuan was silent in his heart. The second senior brother refused to be on the "Earth Ranking". He was afraid that the master sect would be exposed. Unfortunately, the second senior brother was so amazing that he could have become famous in the world, but because he was afraid of revealing his identity, he kept tolerating it.

The blood feud was like a sharp sword hanging over the head, reminding everyone to be extremely careful.

I don’t know when this inexplicable pressure will end.

The osmanthus flowers fall when people are idle, and the green mountains are empty when the night is quiet.

The moon rises and birds are shocked by the mountain, and the time is sings in the spring stream.

Before such a beautiful scenery, the two of them were not talking for a while, silently passing on the gourd and drinking wine.

"Second Brother--" Qingxuan took the lead in breaking the silence.

"Um?"

"Today I met a child. I heard that the second senior brother brought it into the sight-"

Ye Qingxuan felt indescribable to that child, very close, not only because his name is the same as in his previous life, he has the word "peak", but also because he is moved by the loneliness hidden deep in his eyes... He used coldness as a manifestation, but he could not hide the misery in his heart. His coldness makes people feel heartbroken!

"Oh, right--" Taoist Qingyan also sighed.

"That kid...is very talented-"

"That child is a pitiful person, oh, it's just like your life..."

Taoist Qingyan sighed and told Xiao Yunfeng the past.

By the time the Taoist Qingyan finished telling Xiao Yunfeng’s story, an entire hour had passed.

"Oh, it's another fate of being covered with blood feud." Ye Qingxuan thought of his fate and couldn't help but speak mockingly. Then, he sighed and said, "This child, he has a lot of worries--"

"That child - who watched his relatives be killed, his mother, his sister was humiliated, and he...ah... he complained about himself, his chest was depressed, and his heart meridians were damaged due to excessive sadness - if he no longer untied his heart knot and carefully recuperated, he would probably not live to be twenty years old..."

"He—he is so murderous—"

"This is also the thing I worry about the most, and it is also the reason why I didn't want to take him in at first. This child has a lot of murder and his personality is difficult to change. In the future, it will be a huge disaster... For the master who is already in a storm, there is no good or bad fortune-telling-"

"It is not necessarily unfavorable to our sect if the master's sect has a serious crime. The blood feud is there. If there is no means of killing, how can he avenge the countless unjust souls of the master's sect? It's just... he is very cautious and makes it difficult to get close to - I don't know how you and I should open the knot in his heart -"

"Oh? Is there any way for junior brother?"

"I didn't expect it-" Ye Qingxuan sat up and stretched his body, "But they are all children, it's easy to communicate, and he won't be too cautious. After getting along for a long time, it's naturally easy to communicate-"

Qingyan smiled strangely. Once upon a time, he actually forgot that his junior brother was still a child under ten years old.

"Then-I have to thank my junior brother first-"

"Stop it—the rest of the wine belongs to me—"

Qingxuan jumped lightly, jumped over a distance of ten feet, and fell into the courtyard.

Taoist Qingyan's eyes lit up and he shouted, "What a good light skill."

It was also a leap, and it also fell on Qingxuan's body. Its movements were invisible, but it was much easier.

Ye Qingxuan frowned and asked in confusion: "How much has the second senior brother's cultivation level reached?"

Taoist Qingyan smiled slightly, clang—

With a dragon roar, Taoist Qingyan drew his sword in his hand, and a stream of light like moonlight spreads over the sword body. The sword light was more than half a foot long from the sword, and it was unstable to swallow. The sword shook and snorted, stabbed into the stone table in the yard, and penetrated more than a foot deep.
Chapter completed!