Chapter 49: A Flash of Inspiration
Jiang Yanyu pulled Luo Qinglin behind him to protect him, and sneered contemptuously, "With your half-baked Taoism, don't even think about snatching my wife away!"
The Taoist priest widened his eyes, gritted his teeth, and raised the magic mirror to shine it on Jiang Yanyu's face. A white-haired fox's face appeared in the mirror.
This mirror is actually a display screen? !
He thought it was just a fake prop.
Luo Qinglin's attention was attracted by this "magic mirror" and he didn't notice the look the Taoist gave him at all.
"Young Master Hua, the person next to you is not the son of the Jiang family at all, but a thousand-year-old fox demon!" The Taoist handed the magic mirror to Luo Qinglin and advised him earnestly.
Luo Qinglin's heart tightened when he was approached. He glanced at the Taoist priest nervously, wondering if he had to follow their lines and act with them?
But he can't act!
Luo Qinglin poked Jiang Yanyu's arm and looked at him for help.
Jiang Yanyu was amused by Luo Qinglin's anxious and flustered expression. Not only did he not speak up for him, but he lost interest in the role for a second and burst out laughing.
Resisting the urge to punch Jiang Yanyu, Luo Qinglin gritted his teeth and said stumblingly: "I, I, he and I are truly in love."
"Pfft..." As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yanyu couldn't help but laughed again.
In order to prevent himself from laughing again, Jiang Yanyu could only cover his mouth with his hands and try hard to act serious.
However, the Taoist actor had a high level of acting skills, and he still maintained an earnest persuasion, saying with great emotion: "Young man, humans and demons are on different paths, so don't be foolish for the sake of momentary pleasure!"
"I, I..."
No, his performance is too awkward, he speaks like a stick, I really can't go on!
Unable to think of what to say next, Luo Qinglin simply gave up and buried his face in Jiang Yanyu's back, trying to avoid being a quail.
"I can't act, you can act with him." Luo Qinglin lowered his head and muttered softly.
Jiang Yanyu put away his playful smile, pulled out the willow-leaf sword at his side, and slammed the Taoist's peach wood sword open, sneering, "What's the matter between me and my wife, you have no right to interfere."
"It is against the will of heaven for humans and demons to be together. One day you will be punished by heaven!"
The Taoist's sword swung over again, and Jiang Yanyu took Luo Qinglin a step back to avoid the peach wood sword that swept past.
"I don't care what divine punishment is. Even if the sky collapses and the earth cracks, I will still be with my madam." Jiang Yanyu said with a cold snort.
Seeing that the fox demon had no idea of his fault, the Taoist priest was so angry that he drew his sword again, "You fox demon, you don't repent. Today I will beat you to ashes and make sure you can never come out to harm others again!"
clang!
The two swords collided, making a sharp sound.
After resisting the first sword, Jiang Yanyu immediately turned around, grabbed Luo Qinglin's sleeve, and ran all the way to take him to the safety behind the nearest stall on both sides of the street.
The Taoist priest chased after them relentlessly, rushing towards their direction.
Jiang Yanyu took off the jade pendant from her waist and placed it in Luo Qinglin's hand. "Madam, if I die, you can take this jade pendant to the cave to find my sister. She knows what to do."
Without waiting for Luo Qinglin to reply, Jiang Yanyu put his arms around his neck, held him in his arms, and gave him a heavy kiss on the forehead.
The touch on the forehead was soft and gentle, but the top of the head felt numb and stimulating as if an electric shock had occurred, as if a hot current was rushing straight to the top of the head.
Jiang Yanyu actually kissed him!
Jiang Yanyu just kissed him so directly? !
Luo Qinglin gradually opened his eyes wide, staring blankly at the Adam's apple covering Jiang Yanyu's neck in front of him. The Adam's apple had a clear outline, and the bulging blue veins on both sides were clearly visible.
For some reason, the heat that was originally rushing to the top of my head began to subside inexplicably after a few seconds, falling from head to toe.
Luo Qinglin seemed to have entered a time-distorted barrier. He forgot where he was and what he was doing. The only sense he had was the touch on his forehead.
Just a few seconds seemed like a century. Countless photos of Jiang Yanyu flashed through Luo Qinglin's mind one by one, like movie film negatives.
The movie was paused only when Jiang Yanyu's lips left his forehead, and Luo Qinglin finally came back to his senses.
"I wish you were like a star and I was like the moon. The moon is dim for a while, but the stars are always bright."① Jiang Yanyu held his face with both hands, looked into his eyes lovingly and said.
After saying this line, the Taoist priest happened to arrive. Jiang Yanyu immediately turned around, supported himself on the stall with one hand, flipped over, and fought a desperate duel with the Taoist priest.
Not sure if it was because he was aroused by the emotions in the play or because he was disturbed by Jiang Yanyu's love words, Luo Qinglin stood up subconsciously and watched the two people fighting with an upset mood.
"Fox demon, if you stop now, I will spare your life!"
"I don't want my life, I just want him."
"Humans and demons are on different paths, and the human lifespan is only a hundred years. Do you want to watch him grow old and die?"
"Whether it's a different path or not is not up to you to decide!"
......
In Luo Qinglin's eyes, the fight between Jiang Yanyu and the Taoist priest seemed to be slowed down, frame by frame, extremely clear.
Yes, who decides whether humans and demons have different paths or not?
Why should humans be hunted down if they fall in love with a demon?
The fox demon was clearly dressed in plain clothes and wearing a silver mask, looking like an elegant and refined young man.
Now, in order to fall in love with humans, he has to fight against the laws of nature and the world. He swings his sword to form a river and resists to the death. His hair is disheveled and his clothes are dirty.
The storm of thoughts roared in, and countless thoughts emerged in my mind.
Luo Qinglin suddenly realized that he had been trapped by punk fashion for the entire week.
Punk is an inner emotion, not just black eyeliner, rivets, leather, metal or ripped fabrics.
In the past week, he tried to combine punk with new Chinese style, but forgot that the core of punk spirit is simple non-conformity and rebellion.
Even if a person is not wearing a leather jacket and plaid skirt, but a flowing skirt, as long as his or her eyes and story are rebellious, isn't he or she also expressing the punk spirit?
In a moment, countless ideas popped into Luo Qinglin's mind.
Swordsmen, knights, heroines...which one of them does not rebel and refuse to submit to the secular world?
The two men in the center of the street were still fighting, but Luo Qinglin suddenly had an idea.
Ignoring the swords they were waving, Luo Qinglin excitedly ran over and shouted, "I got an idea! I know how to shoot it!"
Jiang Yanyu and the Taoist priest stopped what they were doing and looked at Luo Qinglin suspiciously.
"Let me go back quickly, I want to go home and write a plan!" Luo Qinglin said excitedly with his eyes shining.
Jiang Yanyu stopped where he was in disbelief, surprised at Luo Qinglin's sudden change.
"You... want to go home now?" Jiang Yanyu asked in disbelief.
Luo Qinglin nodded like a chick pecking at rice, his eyes were clear and bright like the little deer on Furong Peak, docile yet smart.
This docile and pure appearance made Jiang Yanyu unable to get angry at all, or say any words of refusal.
Workaholic.
Jiang Yanyu smiled helplessly, sheathed his sword, and asked, "What about the rest of the plot?"
After being reminded, Luo Qinglin suddenly calmed down and remembered that they were still in the game, and it was a game that Jiang Yanyu had carefully prepared for him.
"Then..." Luo Qinglin hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "Then let's finish the story before going back."
Luo Qinglin was obviously eager to go home, but he forced himself to hold back, chose to compromise, and prepared to go back to the stall and continue standing there.
Hearing this, Jiang Yanyu sighed helplessly, put his arm around Luo Qinglin's shoulder, and led him out of the city gate.
"Let's go home now." Jiang Yanyu said as he walked.
Afraid that Jiang Yanyu was angry, Luo Qinglin looked up at his profile and said, "But the game hasn't started yet..."
"Just come and play next time," Jiang Yanyu interrupted impatiently, "I don't like you to humble yourself to accommodate me."
The sun is setting slightly, it should be just past noon now.
This game probably took less than four hours to play, and the plot was probably less than halfway completed.
Although there was no disappointment or displeasure on Jiang Yanyu's face, Luo Qinglin felt guilty in his heart.
"Are you... angry?" Luo Qinglin didn't dare to continue looking at Jiang Yanyu. He lowered his eyes and asked cautiously.
Jiang Yanyu stopped, turned sideways, bent down slightly, and looked into Luo Qinglin's eyes seriously.
"From now on, whatever you want to do or what you want, you must tell me directly like you did just now. As long as you are honest with me, I won't be angry." Jiang Yanyu said word by word.
Honest...
But he is a liar, pretending to be straight and telling lies all the time.
"What if I lied to you..." Luo Qinglin asked.
Jiang Yanyu's face darkened, his eyes were as dark as the night, deep and bottomless.
"Then you will be punished."
The author has something to say:
Jiang Yanyu: I will satisfy all your requests~ (fall down)
Luo Qinglin: Then can you get up from me first? (Tired and lights a cigarette)
Jiang Yanyu: No!
annotation:
①The original sentence is "I wish I were like a star and you were like the moon, shining brightly every night. The moon is temporarily dim, but the stars are always bright. Stay bright and wait for the moon to return, and the three or five stars will be full together." It is selected from "Che Yao Yao Pian" by Fan Chengda (Song Dynasty).
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