Chapter 64 Beggar

"Shangxian, but the food is not to your taste?" Chu Niang slowly got up from the main seat and greeted a few maids to add food to Yi Ning.

Yi Ning hurriedly said: "No, it's just that I've been inedible..." Since Linghe came back, he seldom eats.

Yan Xuan glanced at him lightly, and put the peach blossom cake on the plate in front of him and put it on his plate.

"Eat what you want, and open up whatever grain you want."

Yi Ning's mouth twitched slightly, and after hesitating for a while, he slowly picked up the piece of peach blossom cake and put it into his mouth.

Sweet and glutinous taste, a little bit of sesame seeds embedded in it, rustling.

He can always find what Yi Ning likes to eat.

Seeing him eating obediently, Yan Xuan was in a better mood, leaned over to him, and whispered, "Is it delicious?"

"...It's still acceptable." Yi Ning said honestly, his ears slightly red.

What is acceptable, it is obvious that he likes it closely, and Yi Ning's eyes will not deceive people.

Yan Xuan hooked his lips and took another piece for him.

Sure enough, as long as he saw Yi Ning eating, he felt that Yi Ning was still the same Yi Ning, and would not abandon him just because he took back the spirit core.

When the banquet was in full swing, the city lords got up and served wine to Xie Yining. Yi Ning used tea instead of wine to confuse him, but someone said, "You can't just honor the immortals, and there is this devil repair son."

Nan Keze people and demons help each other, and no one thinks that Yan Xuan's identity as a demon cultivator is shocking.

"This son, what do you call him?" the man asked again.

There was no reply from the people beside him, Yi Ning turned his head to look, only to see Yan Xuan lifted the jug and poured himself a full glass, and said with a smile, "Yi Yan."

Yi Ning didn't understand why he suddenly called himself so, and looked at him with some doubts as he raised his wine glass and saluted it away, and then drank it all at once.

He wanted to ask, but he was afraid that Yan Xuan would talk nonsense after drinking too much, so he forcibly went back.

After three rounds of wine, the crowd was drunk.

Chu Niang said that she went to tell everyone that the wine cellar had been hidden for many years. As soon as she left, Yi Ning whispered to Yan Xuan, "It's not early, so I should leave."

The other party supported his head with one hand, turned his head to look at him, a dark color flashed across his eyes, and said lightly, "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to... repair the spiritual core." Yi Ning has indeed been doing this for the past few days.

Yan Xuan got up and clasped his wrist, and said without changing his face, "I'll help you."

Yi Ning was stunned for a while, wouldn't he want to be alone in a room with Yan Xuan, thinking of this, he quickly rejected: "No, I'll do it myself."

Seemingly guessing what he was thinking, Yan Xuan leaned down, stared into Yi Ning's eyes, and said softly, "Shangxian is afraid of what I do, and I won't do anything to Shangxian."

Are you doing less...

Yi Ning turned his face away and was dragged back by his hand.

"Why did you say your name is Yiyan?" Yi Ning whispered.

Yan Xuan didn't know if he was drunk or sleepy, but he didn't hear what he said.

This time, Yan Xuan heard it clearly, he tilted his head slightly, and asked Yi Ning's lips to touch his face accidentally, and said in a deep voice, "I follow my husband's surname, why not?"

Yi Ning's face turned red. He didn't know if anyone saw the scene just now. He looked around. Fortunately, everyone at the table was drunk and in a mess.

"Whatever your husband's surname is!" He lowered his voice and gritted his teeth.

Yan Xuan gave a "uh", put his hand around his waist, and said, "Then you can follow my surname, Yan Ning, a good name."

Yi Ning pushed his face away and said, "Nonsense, you are drunk."

"I'm drunk?" Yan Xuan asked him back, as if he was really unclear, and said, "Then, Brother Shangxian thinks I'm drunk, so I'm drunk."

Calling him nonsense again! Yi Ning covered his mouth, but was pulled open, Yan Xuan pressed against his ear, with a faint smell of alcohol, and whispered: "Don't like it? Then what do you like me to call you, go on. Xian, brother, Yan Ning, or... husband?"

The last word, like a hot soldering iron stoked in his heart.

- Do you like me to call you husband?

It was completely different from the previous jokes, Yi Ning could only notice that his face was hot and dizzy, he broke free from him, and said in a panic, "I'm going out to eat, I'll go first."

Yan Xuan looked slightly startled, staring at Yi Ning's back for a long time, not knowing what to think, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he took up the wine glass and drank it.

Yi Ning... didn't deny it.

Leaving Zhan's house, Yi Ning closed the door tightly, for fear that Yan Xuan would find out and question him.

He leaned against the door and finally breathed a sigh of relief, the scene just now made him too nervous.

He didn't expect that he would face Yan Xuan so nervously one day.

Such straightforward, warm, and unconcealed feelings made him unable to resist, scared, and wanted to escape.

If it was him before, he would definitely choose to stay away from Yan Xuan.

The weird thing is, he doesn't want to.

He didn't want to stay away from Yan Xuan.

Yi Ning lowered his eyes, looked at the hem of his clothes, and glanced at the black sword spikes hanging on Kuoyun's body.

Yan Xuan snatched the white sword spikes that used to hang there. In order to deliberately piss him off, they threw him a black spike with a snake totem pattern on it, and forcibly hung it on the sword.

Does this count as an exchange of tokens? Yi Ning suddenly thought, gritted his teeth secretly, Yan Xuan definitely had this idea, and he couldn't let him succeed. He put his hand on the sword spike, as if he wanted to take it off, rubbed it for a while, and then took it back.

In fact, the black sword spike looks pretty good on his sword. Yi Ning successfully found a reason to comfort himself.

Just as he was thinking about it, there was a sudden noise of children playing not far away. It seemed to be particularly loud under the night sky. Yi Ning's attention was attracted. He raised his eyes and looked at a biscuits stall.

The stall owner took out a hot sesame cake from the stove, tore it open for the two children, and carefully cooled it before handing it to them.

The two children were next to each other, gulps in the bleak cold wind of late autumn.

And beside the big tree behind them, there was a little beggar staring at the pancakes in their hands.

Until the two children finished eating the pancakes in their hands, the little beggar stood there, looking at them motionlessly, with a trace of loneliness in his eyes.

Yi Ning's eyelashes moved slightly, and he rummaged through the storage ring for a moment, and found the bag of candied fruit that Yan Xuan gave him last time.

As a child... they should all like sweets. he thinks. Anyway, he has nothing to do and doesn't want to go back to the house, so he should accumulate good luck.

"Do you want to eat?" Yi Ning suddenly said, which startled the little beggar to shiver. He turned around immediately, stared at Yi Ning with vigilance, and took two steps back unconsciously.

Yi Ning handed him the candied fruit bag in his hand again, and repeated, "Do you want to eat?"

The other party looked at the bag for a moment, but never made a sound.

Yi Ning stretched out his hand and grabbed a handful of preserved fruit, and spread out his palm to show him: "Carambola and apricot are sweet." Afraid that he would not dare to eat it, Yi Ning gently picked one up and put it in his mouth.

After a long while, the little beggar's eyes fell on the candied fruit, he swallowed his saliva visibly, then moved to his face, and finally said, "You are... a monk."

Yi Ning didn't understand what he meant, so he was stunned and replied, "Yes."

As soon as he finished speaking, the candied fruit bag in his hand was slapped off by the little beggar, and the preserved fruit was scattered all over the floor, all dirty.

"I dislike you people who pretend to be good people, especially the righteous monks, disgusting! Even if I starve to death, I will never eat what you give me!"

Yi Ning didn't expect him to do this. Seeing that he was about to escape, he subconsciously reached out and grabbed his wrist.

Unexpectedly, the little beggar bit him fiercely on Yi Ning's hand that caught him, biting him alive.

Yi Ning frowned slightly, but his hand still held him tightly, the little beggar still scolded: "Don't try to lie to me, you all don't want to lie to me, I'm fourteen years old this year, I know everything, go away , get out of here!"

Fourteen. In ordinary people's homes, he is just a pampered child begging for candy in his mother's arms.

After a long while, Yi Ning gently released his hand, put his wrist on his mouth, and said lightly, "Bite it."

The little beggar looked at him suspiciously, then looked at the wrist that had begun to bleed, and shrank back without saying a word.

"Don't bite?" Yi Ning retracted his wrist, looked into his eyes and said seriously, "Want to eat?"

The little beggar didn't speak, just stared at him.

Inexplicably, Yi Ning suddenly felt that this look was seen from someone. A feeling of deja vu came, and Yi Ning felt a little soft-hearted inexplicably.

He walked to the stall owner and said softly, "I want the rest of the pancakes."

The stall owner's eyes lit up, and he quickly took out all the remaining cakes from the stove, wrapped them in oil paper and handed them to Yi Ning.

The fragrant noodle cakes are strung together with ropes, exuding the aroma of hot fireworks that belong to the world at night. Yi Ning shoved the whole bunch of cakes to the little beggar who was standing in the same place, and said succinctly: "Eat."

Seeing that he seemed suspicious and didn't dare to move, Yi Ning sighed, tore one of the pancakes open, stuffed it into his palm, and said, "If you don't eat it, I'll have to throw them all away."

When the little beggar heard the words thrown, his eyes suddenly widened, he immediately stuffed the cake into his mouth, chewed it twice before swallowing it, and coughed from the heat.

"You... eat slowly." Yi Ning shoved the remaining half into his palm and said, "If you eat too fast, I will throw him away too."

"You threaten me?" The little beggar looked dazed and said, "You righteous people are really not good people."

The corners of Yi Ning's mouth twitched slightly, and the familiar feeling struck again. He put the remaining pancakes at his feet and said, "Whatever you want, I'm leaving." After a while, as if remembering something, He said, "If you are still hungry, go to Zhan's house to ask Madam Chu for an errand, and say that Yi Ning asked you to go."

The little beggar's expression was still confused, huddled up against the tree, like a frightened rabbit.

Probably, it has suffered a lot, so that's how it is.

Yi Ning turned to leave, the little beggar sat under the tree, looked over the string of cakes in his hand, and counted them carefully.

There are seventeen pancakes in all, enough to cook for many days.

He reacted for a long time, and finally recovered from the beautiful things that happened this day, and murmured: "Seventeen."

"Who did this?"

Seeing Yan Xuan pull out the knife, his face was gloomy and scary, Yi Ning quickly held him down and said, "It's nothing, it doesn't hurt, just take some medicine."

The wound on his wrist that was bitten by the little beggar was still bleeding. The strange thing was that Yi Ning had been prescribed medicine, but the blood still couldn't stop, and it even meant that it was getting worse.

"The bite is so deep, doesn't it hurt?" Yan Xuan was so angry that he turned to Xiao Bai and shouted, "I asked you to guard him, what are you doing?"

Yi Ning rarely saw him make such a big fire, and said helplessly: "I have recovered my mana, what do you tell him to do with me."

Of course Yan Xuan knew that Yi Ning's mana had recovered, but he was always worried that Yi Ning was alone.

Every time Yi Ning is alone, he can be caught by that idiot Gong Xiuxian. If Xiaobai is guarding him, two fights will kill Gong Xiuxian.

"Then tell me, how did you get it?" It was fine when he went out, but when he came back, there were many blood and tooth marks on his wrist. He had to know how he got it.

Yan Xuan would never give up until he asked, so Yi Ning had to tell the truth about what happened to the little beggar at night.

After listening to his words, Yan Xuan sneered and said: "Shangxian really has love, he likes to make people repay kindness with resentment, and repay kindness with revenge."

Giving someone something, and being bitten back.

Hearing what he said, Yi Ning frowned slightly and said, "I do, you don't have to worry about me."

Yan Xuan choked, put up all the words he wanted to say, took out the ointment, and silently applied the medicine to Yi Ning.

"I'll take care of it."

When the ointment was finally finished, Yi Ning heard someone say awkwardly.

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