Chapter 207: Who is the immortal? I am the immortal. ...
Wen Yuxing's eyes were wide open, her brows were tightly furrowed, and her breath was instantly caught in her throat.
But in this situation, she couldn't say a word. She could only follow Song Linsheng's hand and slowly turn around to look behind her.
But please don't let the secret show up.
"I mean, that's the old man who asked me to look after the cow just now."
Song Linsheng bowed slightly, leaned his head against Wen Yu's ear, and gestured to her.
"Look—"
Wen Yu, who was originally frightened, suddenly felt a blank in her mind after hearing Song Linsheng's words. It took her a while to react.
"Old man?" Wen Yu murmured again, looking in the direction of Song Linsheng's finger.
An old man in coarse linen clothes was waving his hand and rushing towards this side. He had white hair and a hunched body, but he walked with a lightness of manner.
Wen Yu blinked and turned to look at Song Linsheng's face, which was very close to her. "Is this the old man?"
Song Linsheng's lips curled up slightly, and he nodded affirmatively in response: "That's right, I just happened to return this cow to him."
As Song Linsheng finished speaking, Wen Yu's heart finally settled down.
She turned her eyes to the big yellow cattle beside her——
Chi Huang tilted his head back and ate fresh leaves from the treetops. The lingering dew on them dampened his nose, making his breath tinged with moisture.
It looks no different from any ordinary cattle in the fields.
Well... just more greedy.
Wen Yu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but then he couldn't help but complain a few words in his heart.
Chi Huang must have planned this long ago, and just wanted to see her anxious and frustrated.
What a bad cow!
We haven't seen each other for a long time, so I should call him Da Huang to piss him off.
While I was thinking, the old man appeared in front of me.
After Song Linsheng negotiated with him, he returned the big yellow cow to him while he was expressing his gratitude, and then turned around and left with the cow.
Wen Yu looked at Chi Huang's tail spinning and shaking, and the bull's head turning back when it left, and couldn't help but clench his fists in his heart.
"Remember my words, do your best but don't force it."
The sound of Chi Huang's knuckles entered Wen Yu's mind, interrupting her fantasy of making Chi Huang into braised yellow beef.
Wen Yu bit her lower lip and raised her eyebrows at the bull-headed man. "Got it. Hurry up and leave!"
Chi Huang was chewing the leaves he hadn't finished eating, and he ignored Wen Yu. He just turned around and left with the white-haired old man.
A man and a cow, with white hair and yellow fur, walked along the ridges between the green fields, until their figures disappeared into the distant green mountains.
Chi Huang disappeared, and Wen Yu didn't know what to look at. She held the bamboo tube in her arms and shook it from time to time, listening to the sound of water inside.
"Xiaoyu?" Song Linsheng bowed his head and called out.
Wen Yu was startled, then looked away, "Hmm?"
Song Linsheng raised his sleeve to take the bamboo tube from Wen Yu's hand, then took out a handkerchief from his bosom and wiped the area around the mouth of the tube. Finally, he opened the lid and handed the bamboo tube to Wen Yu.
"I've been thirsty for so long, drink some water."
"No hurry." Wen Yu took the bamboo tube with one hand and pulled Song Linsheng towards the edge of the field with the other hand. "You've come all the way here, so you should sit down and rest first."
Song Linsheng let Wen Yu lead the way and walked without any restraint, following her closely.
When the two of them sat side by side on the ridge of the field, Wen Yu's shoulders slumped and he finally relaxed.
In front of them are standing green mountains and surrounded by clear waters; behind them are neat rice fields with fresh seedlings; towering ancient trees beside them cast shade for them, and the chirping of birds embellishes this quiet landscape painting.
Wen Yu held the bamboo tube in both hands, raised her head and drank a few mouthfuls, then sighed comfortably, "It's so beautiful..."
She originally thought that the East Heaven Palace with its misty clouds and the Spring Temple with its silent rippling waters was a rare fairyland.
But now that I have returned to the mortal world, when I calm down and look carefully, I will find that the mountains are green, the water is blue, the pines are green, and the clouds are white. It is a completely different and beautiful scene.
Each has its own strengths and weaknesses!
Wen Yu couldn't help laughing out loud. If her master knew what she was thinking at the moment, he might praise her for making the trip worthwhile.
After all, the master would even praise her for drinking more water or getting more sleep.
Song Linsheng sat upright, and although he was sitting on the edge of the field, his elegance did not diminish in the slightest.
He turned slightly and tilted his head to look at Wen Yu. Seeing her laughing freely, he couldn't help but feel happy too.
"Xiaoyu, you're smiling so happily. What are you thinking about?" Song Linsheng leaned forward slightly, getting closer to Wenyu. "Hmm?"
Wen Yu turned her head upon hearing this and looked at Song Linsheng, whose hair was flying and whose face was as handsome as a jade. His face was slightly flushed from working in the fields just now, like a half-peeled lychee.
She couldn't help but pursed her lips and chuckled, handed the bamboo tube to Song Linsheng, but was not in a hurry to answer.
When Song Linsheng saw Wen Yu looking at him, he raised his sleeve and touched her face with the back of his fingertips. After feeling a little wet, he smiled shyly, reached out to take the bamboo tube, and took a small sip by leaning sideways.
When Wen Yu saw him finish drinking the water, she turned her head to look at the sky in the distance.
When clouds come, the mountains are beautiful; when clouds go, it is picturesque.
She sat on the edge of the field with her legs crossed. When the breeze blew past her ears, she felt extremely comfortable and priceless.
"I was thinking, compared to the gods in heaven, perhaps..."
Wen Yu's eyes were rippling and her lips were slightly curved.
"I might be even more carefree right now."
After all, the master was busy with work, and Chi Huang rarely had free time. She was the only one who had time to sit on the edge of the field and bask in the sun.
Song Linsheng leaned forward, listening attentively. When Wen Yu finished speaking, he nodded seriously, "Yes, as the poem says, 'At this moment, I am in my mood, at this moment, like a god without any worries.'"
"Just like this moment, just like..." Song Linsheng looked directly into Wen Yu's eyes, "You and me."
His voice was very soft, but his meaning was firm, which made Wen Yu feel excited.
Wen Yu also turned sideways to look back at Song Linsheng, but was stunned for a moment when their eyes met.
Song Linsheng's eyes are beautiful, like stars and moon, shining brightly.
For a moment, the wind and moon were silent, the sky lost its color, and even the air currents around seemed to condense and no longer surge.
Both of them were speechless, just looking at each other quietly, as if just one glance was worth a thousand words.
Song Linsheng's face was calm, but his cheeks were flushed. His knuckles, which were tightly clasped on the bamboo tube, turned white from excessive force and even trembled slightly.
Everything showed that Song Linsheng was not as calm and composed as he appeared to be.
Even on the surface, it's not all calm and peaceful.
He even tried to control his breathing, fearing that it would disrupt the peace at the moment, but the more he controlled himself, the more uncontrolled his breathing became, and the disordered it became.
In contrast, Wen Yu didn't even blink, as if he was in a daze.
For a moment, Wen Yu thought—
Maybe the mortal world is really better than heaven, because in the mortal world... there is Song Linsheng.
Unfortunately, this moment of silence did not last long. Occasionally, the sound of wind could be heard, swirling between Wen Yu and Song Linsheng, blowing up the hair by her ears. The resulting itch made Wen Yu blink.
Wen Yu suddenly came back to her senses, and Song Linsheng was also swallowing in panic.
Feeling at a loss, Wen Yu glanced around, then reached out and snatched the bamboo tube from Song Linsheng's hand, and hurriedly took a few gulps.
"I don't think so!"
Wen Yu turned her face away, staring intently at the sky in the distance, unaware that her cheeks were glowing even brighter than the clouds.
Song Linsheng, who had hurriedly turned away, turned back and asked flatteringly, "Oh? What do you think, Xiaoyu?"
The two of them were clearly sitting together, but they were at a loss and busy with their own things.
Even when they were planting rice seedlings in the rice fields just now, there was no such panic.
"In my opinion, it should be 'The sun is high in the sky and I am sleeping alone. Who is the immortal? I am the immortal.' Hahahaha——"
Wen Yu was originally hesitant to think about it, but the moment he thought of it and blurted it out, he burst into laughter.
After all, Song Linsheng is not the only one who has read and learned to read.
Although she was a little late, she was no worse than Song Linsheng.
Wen Yu laughed more and more happily, and in the end she even supported her body with her hands on her sides, raised her feet, and couldn't help but lean back.
Seeing this, Song Linsheng was also infected by her smile, but he still did not forget to put out a hand to support Wen Yu's back, to prevent her from falling back and getting hurt.
"Yes, Xiaoyu is right." Song Linsheng praised without hesitation, "Linsheng is ashamed of himself."
Wen Yu turned to look at Song Linsheng, a little too proud, "Of course."
Then she changed the subject, leaned forward, and approached Song Linsheng mysteriously, "Besides, you and I are not gods in heaven, how would you know?"
But Song Linsheng was uncharacteristically angry and immediately retorted, "I know."
Wen Yu opened her lips slightly, as if she was surprised. She knew that Song Linsheng never objected to what she said.
But his words were firm and decisive, without a trace of hesitation.
This made her a little uncertain, "You know?"
"Yeah, I know." Song Linsheng nodded and answered very confidently.
"You...how do you know?" Wen Yu shook his head and looked at the bamboo tube in his hand in confusion.
She drank water, not wine, right?
How could Song Linsheng know what was happening in heaven?
Song Linsheng smiled softly, but his eyes were firm, "I just know."
"You—" Wen Yufu opened his mouth and was about to ask further questions, but suddenly he felt a chill on his face, "Oh!"
She immediately dropped the bamboo tube, stretched out one hand to touch the side of her face, and spread the other hand in front of her body -
As expected, fine raindrops as thin as cow hair fell down and turned into wet spots on her palms.
Wen Yu immediately looked up at the sky. It was sunny just now, but now it was covered with dark clouds and a storm was about to come.
"It's raining!" Wen Yu picked up the bamboo tube and stood up, while his other hand made a gesture to help Song Linsheng, "Let's go back quickly!"
Song Linsheng is weak, so he should not get hurt by the rain.
"Xiaoyu."
Song Linsheng remained unmoved. Instead, he held Wen Yu's arm and looked at her quietly, unwilling to move for a moment.
"Um?"
When their eyes met, Wen Yu leaned closer to Song Linsheng, thinking that he had something to say.
The sunshine faded away and the wind and rain suddenly came.
Xiyan hurriedly stood up from under the tree and looked up at the sky. "Ah! Why is it raining all of a sudden?"
Yu Chang stood under the tree with his arms folded. He had a beautiful face, but at this moment he looked noble and inviolable, with a sense of aloofness.
Yu Chang stretched out two fingers, feeling the coolness brought by the rain.
But this chill seemed to be less than one tenth of what he felt in his heart.
Looking at Wen Yu and Song Linsheng in the distance, one was standing and the other was sitting, their bodies exposed between heaven and earth, without even a trace of cover.
I don’t know how to go home even when it rains.
Yu Chang frowned and sighed.
He should stop the rain first.
Yu Chang moved his fingertips lightly. He was good at controlling water and naturally he could control rain as well. He still had this little trick.
But before he could make a move, Xiyan, who was standing next to him, suddenly spoke.
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