All Over the World To Save My Wife

Chapter 138: Swordsman and Exorcist (24)

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The gentle spring rain moistened the fertile soil where the seeds were sown. The shoots of weeds emerge from the cracks in the soil, welcoming the gift of life.

The trees in the mountains and forests spread their broad leaves, hold a clear spring, and let it slide down slowly, immersing in the soil covered with litter.

A man in a scorpion walks on the ridge, and a child in a short coat runs and plays in the rain in the wide streets and narrow alleys.

Occasionally, swallows foraging for food fly from the sky, lightly tap on the water surface, and return to their comfortable homes under the eaves.

The raindrops hit the blue tiles, playing a crisp music for this peaceful and peaceful water town.

"Sister, the eggs you bought this ten days have arrived!"

The young child's voice was accompanied by a violent percussion.

The woman in a plain blue shirt opened the gate and slowly opened the rattling wooden door, as if afraid of making a noise.

"Shh—be quiet."

She put her fingers to her lips, made a silent gesture, and looked back at the room.

"Okay... okay."

Seeing this fairy sister who only existed in the storybook again, the little boy with the bamboo hat blushed and stammered when he spoke.

He hurriedly handed the bamboo basket forward, his eyes wandering.

"Here, here."

The woman took the basket and delivered the prepared coins to him, speaking softly.

"more...more..."

The boy forgot to take a look at the money he got in his hand, counted a few and handed it back.

"You've worked so hard today, buy some snacks."

The woman smiled slightly, reached out and patted his bamboo hat, then closed the door.

The boy stayed at the door for a moment, then happily ran towards the familiar restaurant.

—Sister Fairy is such a nice person, if only they stayed here forever.

Turning around, Ling Yan saw Gu Zhong at the door.

She was only wearing a black coat with a thin moon-white t-shirt inside, leaning against the painted wooden door, looking up at the sky in a trance.

"Are you awake? It's cold outside, why don't you put on your clothes and come out?"

Ling Yan hurriedly stepped forward and pushed people into the house unceremoniously. The door was slammed shut, isolating the cheerful rain and spring breeze outside.

"I haven't seen rain for a long time, I want to take a look...cough..."

Gu Zhong's voice was hoarse and weak, and he coughed violently without saying a few words.

Since the war in the capital a month ago, the demonic energy in Gu Zhong's body dissipated with the demise of her ancestor, her health has been very poor, and from time to time she will contract typhoid fever and the like The problem needs to be carefully nursed back to health.

"Gu Zhong, can you be more obedient and take good care of your body?"

Placing the bamboo basket in her hand on the high cabinet at the door, Ling Yan put his hands on his hips and scolded in a stern tone, resembling the unfriendly gentleman from the private school next door.

This appearance made Gu Zhong couldn't help but chuckle, but he coughed again after a few laughs.

Ling Yan, who wanted to continue the attack, had to let go of her anger for a while, and reluctantly stepped forward, patted her back lightly with her hand, and calmed her breath.

"Gu Zhong, next time you do this again, I'll be really angry!"

In the end, Ling Yan was reluctant to lose her temper at Gu Zhong.

"Fine, I promise, there will be no next time! I will listen to your lady!"

Gu Zhong put his arms around her waist with a smile on his face, and drilled straight into her arms, not in shape.

"Stop yelling, who is your wife?"

Pushing against the dishonest patient in her arms, the thin-skinned little lady said angrily.

"You have to admit what you say when you're drunk! Ah Yan~ You can't just give up after a spring breeze~"

In the midst of harassment, Gu Zhongbi didn't panic and give in to those hooligans who roamed the streets.

"You! You turn black and white! Whoever has been in chaos and abandoned in the end!"

Ling Yan, who was pure and simple, was even more embarrassed.

"Well, no one is always abandoned, so you are my wife-"

Gu Zhong's narrowed eyes were full of slyness.

Ling Yan is not good at arguing, she can't talk about her either horizontally or vertically, she simply closed her mouth and protested fiercely with only her eyes.

Silence suddenly came, and the rain outside the house became more and more urgent, except for the sound of rain, only the rest of the breath was intertwined.

Gu Zhong looked at the lover in front of him, at the face he was thinking about, softened his brows and eyes, stretched out his hand to trace her outline carefully, and hidden a little distress in his eyes.

—Her Ah Yan still has not recovered her memory.

Nowadays, Gu Zhong can vaguely feel that the shaky soul fire in the depths of Lingyan Consciousness Sea, if it encounters a few more wear and tear, it will be overwhelmed and dissipated.

"What are you looking at?"

"Look Mrs."

Gu Zhong's response blurted out without any thought.

"I don't know how many sisters and sisters have said this, how can you be so skilled?"

Involuntarily, Ling Yan replied without reason.

Gu Zhong was stunned for a moment, then gently held Ling Yan's hand in front of his eyes, and blinked.

"That's not it, maybe I told you many times in my dreams?"

She brought the tip of her nose close to Ling Yan's cheek, and her eyelashes like black feathers fell, letting her suppressed gaze fall into the eyes of the person opposite.

Two pairs of black eyes reflected each other's figure, presenting a clear and hazy image.

The originally steady breathing became messy, and the concerto played the music sprinkled by the sky.

Red Lips savoured the fragrance of weeds left in the morning, between the teeth, on top of the soft wax, without letting go of the slightest.

The white and jade-like scroll unfolds slowly, with a waterway dotted with lush artemisia.

The stern man supported the pole, lightly and heavy, and swam in the winding path, causing layers of water to rip and moisten the surrounding fields.

This afternoon rainstorm continued until the sky was weak, and then gradually stopped.

Spring likes rain, it is a good sleep.

Gu Zhong hugged her waist, rested her chin on her shoulder, and was closely attached to her.

"Take care."

Ling Yan suddenly spoke and called her name.

"I'm here."

Gu Zhongyun's voice is not powerful, but it is still full of reliability.

"I received a letter from home yesterday, I haven't told you yet."

The opening of this topic was taken off guard by Gu Zhong, her fingers rubbing against her waist suddenly stopped.

"What happened?"

"Nothing, some greetings, and-"

In an invisible place, Ling Yan held Gu Zhong's hand.

"Huh?"

"Let me go home—with you."

Ling Yan paused.

"Do you want to go back?"

Gu Zhong asked softly, full of demeanor.

Different from herself, for Ah Yan in this world, she has family and other concerns, which are feelings that cannot be easily separated.

You're a broken body now, I'm afraid you can't take on this great responsibility. "

Ling Yan turned her back to Gu Zhong, and her awkward tone was full of worry.

"Okay, then don't go back."

A smile flashed in his eyes, Gu Zhong hugged Ling Yan tighter.

"There is some news from the capital - the queen has collapsed."

Ling Yan let out a sigh.

Having suffered so much damage, it is not easy to survive so long. However, with her departure, the truth about Qingxi Taoist Temple and her will be completely lost in time.

"After one month, the king will establish a new queen - is this the emperor's ruthlessness?"

Ling Yan's subsequent words became angry.

"The emperor also looks at people - I don't."

Recalling the past, Gu Zhong muttered in dissatisfaction.

"Speak as if you were."

"Maybe? In a dream?"

"Gu Zhong, you've become more and more fond of dreaming recently."

"Ayan, maybe in a dream, we can be together forever-"

"You know what you're talking about, get up, it's time for dinner - I'm starving!"

They are like many ordinary couples who make fire and cook, and use firewood, rice, oil and salt.

I don't need a car, a car, a string, or a delicacy.

Just light an oil lamp at dusk and place it on a wooden table that is not spacious.

One room, one table, two people sitting opposite each other, you can feel at ease when you raise your eyes.

This is the plain but the most real life, no disputes, no demons, the dream that was hoped for but could not get has finally become a reality.

The years are stable and the water is long. If possible, Gu Zhong would like to continue this scene in front of him forever and ever.

There is only the sound of bowls and chopsticks colliding in the house.

The torrential rain that had stopped suddenly began to fall again. The newly added gust of wind howled and slammed against the windows, making a crackling sound strong enough to frighten a child.

"It's raining really hard today - the house won't leak, right?"

Ling Yan looked up at the old roof, full of worry.

"Ayan... Although this house is old, it is not as fragile as you think."

Gu Zhong's answer was full of helpless comfort and indulgence.

"Tuk Tuk!"

The door was suddenly knocked, and the rhythm was clear and powerful.

The two stopped talking, turned their heads in unison, and focused their eyes on the wooden door that sheltered from the wind and rain.

With such a huge rainstorm, who would visit at night?

"Tuk Tuk Tuk!"

No response, the knock on the door was a little louder and more urgent.

Gu Zhong rushed to the wall, grabbed the scabbard that had been idle for a long time, and cautiously walked to the door.

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