All-Rounded Strategy Game

After Jiang Li finished speaking, Xuan Qing's expression was obviously dazed.

He guessed that the Jiang family and his son should be talking about marriage, but he never thought it was his marriage with Jiang Li. When he reacted, he had already pulled Jiang Li into the house.

There was a muffled sound in the door, Xuan Qing held Jiang Nuomi in one hand and Jiang Li in the other hand against the door. In the dim light in the room, he stared at him and said in a low voice, "...what you just said, are you serious?"

As soon as he spoke, he realized that his voice was a little bit muffled.

Jiang Li was just joking and teasing him. He didn't expect his reaction to be so big. Seeing him staring at his eyes, there seemed to be a little redness at the corners of his eyes, which seemed to be caused by overexcitement. Soft, I thought, even if it is fake, I will make it real.

So, he smiled and looked at Xuan Qing, and said, "What did I lie to you? I..."

Before he finished speaking, he was suddenly hugged into a cool embrace. The excessive force of the arms around his shoulders made him startled for a moment. After feeling the heartbeat from the other's heart, he slowly raised his hands. , Hug his back.

The too close distance between the two woke up Jiang Nuomi, who was sleeping on Xuanqing’s arm. The little guy got out of their arms with ease, several ups and downs rushed to Xuanqing’s bed and looked for his quilt. In a comfortable position, continue to sleep.

The long-lost hug made the hearts of Jiang Li and Xuan Qing tremble. They had obviously experienced behaviors that were more intimate than hugs, but Xuan Qing felt that at this moment, she truly had a sense of truth in stepping on the ground.

The two of them maintained this posture and held them motionless for a long time, until the arms of both sides felt a little sore.

Xuan Qing was half a head higher than Jiang Li, Jiang Li's face was buried in his shoulders, and he muttered, "Little master, how long will I hold? My hands are so sore!"

When Xuan Qing was holding Jiang Li, the feeling of fullness in her heart was as if she was hugging her lost baby, making him just want to hold it so tightly not to let go. Hearing Jiang Li's words, he let go reluctantly, looked down at him, and whispered, "I will tell the master about us, and I will never let you down."

There was a firmness in his voice that couldn't be ignored. Jiang Li naturally believed in him. He met his firm gaze and smiled: "I believe in you."

At this time, Xuanqing’s lips also have a faint smile. He is usually cold and reticent and not easy to get close to. Now with a light smile on his lips, those cold breaths are like encountering snow melted by the warm sun. , The whole person became clear and gentle.

If Kong Yu were here, he would definitely be frightened by the gentleness between his eyebrows. He had known each other for many years, and he had never seen Xuan Qing show such an appearance.

"Then I will see your father tomorrow, how do I call him?" Xuan Qing asked suddenly in confusion.

"Um?"

Xuan Qing's face was suspiciously red in the darkness. He tilted his head and coughed slightly and said, "Since we are going to get married, then I will naturally treat him as a father."

Jiang Li was stunned for two seconds, and then he realized what he meant. He was amused, and worried that when he got up tomorrow morning and met his old father, he would frighten the old father with a mouthful of "daddy", and quickly said, "Just as usual. Applauded."

Xuanqing frowned: "Why?"

After getting acquainted with Father Jiang, he always referred to him as his uncle, no different from Lu Xianxian. This made him a little dissatisfied, obviously he and Jiang Li's relationship should be closer.

"Why?"

Jiang Li reached out and touched the top of his head, and said in a tone of "Don't you have any points in your heart?" "Why do you say?!"

"..." Xuan Qing was silent for a while, telling the truth, "It's a bit difficult."

Jiang Li possessed the "Shengfa Pill" presented by the system. He smiled vigorously when hearing these three words, and comforted: "Frozen three feet is not a day's cold, and a monk's growth is not a day's work, I understand, you don't have to be anxious. , And it will grow when it wants to grow."

Xuan Qing: "..." No, I'm very anxious.

"That's right." Jiang Li remembered something he was preparing before. "You said before that you could recite sutras for my classmate, right tomorrow?"

During the time he returned to Qingshui Town, Jiang Li had been busy, and Xuan Qing also left the matter behind. He only remembered it when he mentioned it, and nodded: "Yes."

It was late at night, and Jiang Li was also a little sleepy. He yawned and said, "Okay, then I'll go back to sleep, and you should rest early." Then he turned to open the door and leave. He just touched the door. , Xuan Qing stretched out his hand from behind and pressed the door panel.

"...My bed is easy to get on, do you want to stay?"

Xuan Qing's voice came from behind, with an imperceptible request in the invitation. Jiang Li guessed that his original sentence "My bed was not so good" had left a shadow on him, and he couldn't help but laugh.

Such a little monk always makes people want to molest.

So he turned around, looked at Shang Xuanqing's slightly cramped eyes, and said deeply: "Little master, self-respect, we haven't gotten married yet, are you so anxious?"

Only an oil lamp was lit in the room, and the light was not strong, but Jiang Li still saw Xuan Qing's ear roots suddenly turning red from red.

The little monk stepped back abruptly, turning his head to not look at the charming smile on Jiang Li's lips, and explained: "I didn't mean it, I just...I just want to stay with you a little longer."

I want to be with you all the time, I want to keep looking at you, I always feel that I have missed a lot of time.

After all, Xuan Qing is a young monk who grew up under the rules and disciplines of Snacks. Even though his feelings for Jiang Li are almost overwhelming, he still bears in mind that he cannot be overstepped before getting married, and he is also afraid of Jiang Li. Will be angry.

The heat from the roots of the ears made him feel a sense of shame in his heart. The hands in his wide sleeves unnaturally rubbed his index finger with his thumb, tilted his head and whispered to Jiang Li, "Sorry, I am too..."

A soft touch suddenly came on his face, making his words come to an abrupt end, he turned his head abruptly, and looked at Jiang Li in disbelief.

"Good night kiss." Jiang Li said with a smile, and walked past him and went straight to his bed.

The surprise came too suddenly, Xuan Qing stayed on the spot for a long while, until Jiang Li's voice came from behind, she recovered, turned around, and strode towards him.

Jiang Li had already taken off his shoes and went to bed. He was sitting cross-legged on the bed, looking up at him, and said, "Go to bed, Brother Xuanqing."

Xuan Qing felt his heart beating wildly, as if there was a magpie cheering in it. He bent his legs on the bed, bent over and kissed Jiang Li's lips, and gently and carefully rubbed it for a while before releasing it contentedly.

"Good night."

This night, the two did not do anything beyond the rules, only hugged and slept.

The next day, after Jiang Li and Father Jiang said hello, they went out with Xuanqing, and the two went to the door and waited for the carriage and set off in the direction of the outskirts.

After arriving at the place, Jiang Li asked the carriage to wait at the foot of the mountain, and he and Xuanqing went up the mountain.

A few days ago, Jiang Li asked someone to build a stone tomb somewhere halfway up the mountain to bury the original body’s clothing, which is regarded as a cloak mound for the original body.

In this way, the fallen leaves can be regarded as returning to their roots.

When he arrived at the place, when he saw the words "Tomb of Jiang Li" on the tombstone, Xuan Qing's steps stopped and he subconsciously looked at Jiang Li with doubts in his eyes.

Jiang Li never mentioned the name of his classmate who was killed by the bandits. Xuan Qing only remembered that he said that the other party was a fellow of his hometown, but he never thought that he had the same name.

There are countless people with the same name in the world, which is not surprising, but Xuan Qing always feels something is wrong looking at Jiang Li's back.

Suddenly, Jiang Li didn't know his gaze, and brought the sacrifice forward to the tombstone. He burned the incense, burned the paper money, and whispered to the tombstone, "I hope you can be satisfied with the place specially chosen for you. Father, I will take care of him. Rest in peace."

This place is beautiful and has a wide view. Although it is far from the town, due to its high location, some houses in the town can also be vaguely seen, including the Jiangjia Restaurant. This position was specially selected by Jiang Li. Although the original body had already gone, besides taking care of Jiang's father, this was the only thing he could do for the original body.

After he finished speaking, the wind whispered, as if the disappeared soul was responding to him.

After Jiang Li worshipped, he stood aside and waited quietly, while Xuan Qing sat cross-legged and began to recite the Lifetime Sutra.

When the last sentence of the scripture fell silent, Xuan Qing opened her eyes, and as soon as she lowered her hands, she listened to Jiang Li who was beside him suddenly said: "If I said, I am not here, would you believe it?"

His words made Xuanqing stand up and move for a while, looked up at him, and found that his gaze stopped on the tombstone in front of him, his face was unclear, there were sighs, helplessness, and a trace of indifference to see through the life and death of the world. .

Xuan Qing didn't quite understand what he meant by "here", but he subconsciously felt that it should be related to the person on the tombstone.

Sure enough, in the next second, Jiang Li turned his head, looked at him and said, "I am Jiang Li, but I am not Jiang Li from Qingshui Town. In fact, when you rescued him, he had already left this world, I It's just a touch of soul from another world, attached to him, and survived."

His words made Xuanqing's pupils shrink, and his face was surprised.

His reaction caused Jiang Li to smile, but there was a bit of sadness in his smile. He looked at Xuanqing word by word and asked, "Are you afraid of me?"

Apart from the rustle of leaves blowing in the wind, there are only occasional bird calls in the forest.

The two sat and stood, staring at each other for a long while, and no one spoke.

Finally, Xuan Qing stood up from the ground, stretched out his hand to draw back the hair that was blown on his face by the wind, did not answer his question just now, but asked, "Will you still leave then?"

After he finished speaking, without waiting for Jiang Li to answer, he said: "If you still leave, then I will be afraid."

I'm afraid that this world is too big, I have searched thousands of rivers and mountains, but I can't find you.

When the two of them came down from the mountain, Xu was affected by Jiang Li's words just now. Xuan Qing clasped Jiang Li's wrist tightly along the way, afraid that if he loosened it a little bit, he would turn into a light smoke and disappear.

Regarding this, Jiang Li was a little bit dumbfounded: "Didn't you say that you won't leave? Don't worry so much."

Xuan Qing said nothing, clutching his hands, revealing his heart.

Jiang Li couldn't, so he could only let him go.

After the relationship with Jiang Li was confirmed, Xuan Qing proposed to go back to Mount Jiaqing. He planned to inform the master of this matter and begged his old man's forgiveness.

Jiang Li understood his thoughts and expressed the hope that he would go with him.

So, after Jiang Li handed over the things on his hand, the two of them and Kong Yu got on the carriage to Jiaqing Mountain.