This encounter with Black and White Impermanence was purely accidental. He asked, "Is the seventh master coming to Xiamen on a business trip?"

Ouyang Feng, a Taoist priest, knows ghosts and spirits better than ordinary people. When he invited impermanence for the first time, he thought that what he had invited was really impermanent, and he called him "seven masters and eight masters". Your name is taboo." Only then did he know that there are more than two impermanence.

Later, every time he went to a place, the impermanence he invited out was different from the previous appearance, and he also understood that these were impermanence ghosts responsible for their respective jurisdictions. The real status of impermanence immortals can be high, only the big ones can move. And those who can alert these two to appear, leaving the world is bound to cause a sensation.

He knew in his heart that ordinary ghosts would not be able to turn to the impermanent immortals, but recently he had not heard of any big man in Xiamen passing away...

Xie Bi'an didn't say much: "No."

"It's not a business trip, that's a trip?" Ouyang Feng suddenly realized, "That's right, the gods also want to have fun, so they can't be busy with work all day."

"I just came from Putian, and the scenery there is good." Ouyang Feng suggested tourist attractions to them, "Anyway, they are all in Fujian Province, and they have come here. After you finish Xiamen, you might as well go to Putian to have a look. You can also take a cruise on Meizhou Island to watch the sea.”

No Chinese person can refuse the four-character mantra of "everyone has come", and neither can Chinese gods.

Fan Wujiu turned his head and asked Xie Bian, "Xiao Bai, do you want to go?"

Xie Bian: "I'll go if you go."

Fan Wujiu: "Of course we are together."

Xie Bi'an said reservedly, "That's ok."

Fan Wujiu said to Ouyang Feng, "We have accepted your proposal, thank you."

Ouyang Feng: "...you're welcome."

Black and white impermanence is indeed the most deadly pair of gods in the Chinese gods, and the real "death can't separate them".

That night, Xie Bian and Fan Wujiu lay side by side on the bed, no one fell asleep, and chatted all night.

This was their home back then, and they revisited the old place with so much emotion that those things that had been forgotten during their lifetime became clear again as their thoughts surged.

Fan Wujiu put his hands behind his head and looked at the ceiling: "There are pines and cypresses on the road outside. I remember that it used to be a bamboo forest."

"I also remember." Xie Bian said, "You always practice swords there and ruin a lot of bamboo."

Fan Wujiu smiled: "You love to play the piano there, the tune is very nice, I can still hum a bit now."

As he spoke, he began to hum, humming smoothly, obviously familiar with the melody.

"It's the bamboo forest tune I improvised back then, I forgot." Xie Bi listened quietly for a while, then said, "It's been a thousand years, you still remember."

Fan Wujiu said, "How could I forget the song you played, how much I care about you."

"Actually, I also remember your sword moves. It's a pity that I'm not good at swords, otherwise I can dance for you." Xie Bian closed his eyes, "Not only the bamboo forest, I remember when my mother hung clothes with the aunts in the neighborhood. We played hide-and-seek, you Just hiding behind wet clothes, thinking that covering my eyes will make me invisible, but I don't know that my feet are exposed, I really hide my ears and steal the bell..."

Fan Wujiu was startled, his thoughts drifted away.

Old Bai even forgot his own melody, but he still remembered his sword moves.

Just like that tune was improvised by Xie Bian, this sword move was also created by Fan Wujiu. No one else in the world knows about them except the two of them.

But thousands of years have passed, and even they themselves have forgotten, the other party still remembers.

Brother shouldn't be able to do this? Fan Wujiu thought hesitantly that he could remember Lao Bai's tunes because he loved Lao Bai and kept each other's every move in his heart. Why is the old white?

Golden arrows don't make people lie. But the golden arrow of love in a thousand years later will never let Lao Bai love him from a thousand years ago.

Loved him thousands of years ago...

how can that be possible?

There were two voices arguing in Fan Wujiu's mind.

One said: "Old Bai should just have a good memory. Lao Bai has always been smart, and he can never forget it at a glance, and it is strange to be able to remember your sword moves."

This is true.

Another said: "But Xiaobai didn't know martial arts in those days. If you want to remember your sword moves, how carefully did you have to observe it? You think that you don't know the rhythm, but you can remember his piano sound, you must be very concerned. to do it.”

...seems to make sense.

"I think you are carried away by the golden arrow of love. Seeing that Lao Bai loves you now, I really imagine that he liked you before. Don't be too affectionate, you should be sober, if you take it seriously, after the golden arrow fails, you will The relationship is awkward."

"Fear of hands and feet is a coward! If you don't fight, how do you know it's impossible? With such a good opportunity in front of you, you are still hesitant. You deserve to be single for the rest of your life."

"You can't be sorry for your brother!"

"Purely, you clearly didn't treat him as a brother!"

The two voices insisted on their own words and had their own reasons. They were arguing in his mind, making Fan Wujiu's head arguing.

He roared in a bad tone: "Don't be noisy!"

The two voices in my head suddenly disappeared, and the world was instantly quiet.

...it's a little unusually quiet.

After a while, Xie Bian said lightly, "Do you think I'm noisy?"

Fan Wujiu: "..."

In his mind, heaven and man are at war, but in reality only Xie Bian is talking to him. He suddenly said, "Don't be noisy. It's hard not to let Xie Bian misunderstand that Fan Wujiu was telling him to shut up.

Fan Wujiu hurriedly explained: "Xiao Bai, no, I..."

Xie Bian turned his back: "I see, you don't want to listen to me, I won't say it."

This really cost Fan Wujiu's life. He hurriedly stood up, caressed Xie Bi'an's shoulder and said, "Xiao Bai, I'm not mean to you, I just thought of other troubles in my mind and wanted to stop..."

Xie Bi'an's tone was even colder: "It's distracting to chat with me, you really don't want to listen to me."