sinovels Chapter 88 Going to the Sunset (2 in 1)
Chapter 88 Going to the Sunset (2 in 1)
I honestly went back to rest, Jing Nian was still in a stable condition after washing his marrow, and he resumed the habit of exercising every morning, I asked him: "Is it necessary to practice so diligently every day?"
"One day is like three autumns." He calmly prepared breakfast, but he didn't urge me to get up.
"Brother, if you wish, you can have three meals a day."
"Senior brother doesn't want to, senior brother can't."
"Would you like Xiaojiu?" He deliberately called a nickname that crossed generations, took out the pillow towel that was full of dry marks, and replaced it with a new one.
My face was redder than a boiled shrimp, so I simply hid in the quilt and couldn't get out. Youdao is a rare day in ten years. Immortal cultivators live a long life, and it is normal to be pure-hearted and ascetic.
[Jing Nian, on certain occasions, she will become very clingy. 】
After habitually typing this line in the diary, I suddenly felt that there was no need to do so anymore. Jing Nian was no longer just a sample for me.
But I don't intend to tell Jing Nian the conclusion of a similar confession, because this bad thing has figured out the way after many trials, and can always force me to say it when I am at the critical point of the two thresholds of pain and pleasure. If it is hundreds of times too much.
That night, after tossing and tossing for most of the night before falling asleep, I was woken up by several thunderclaps. I opened my eyes and saw that the window had been blown open by the wind, and pea-sized raindrops splashed in. I pushed it Jing Nian, who was next to him, was left blank.
It's so late, where did you go?
I rubbed my eyes, and went to look for him under the oil-paper umbrella.
After the matter of life extension was exposed, the night in the palace became much calmer. There were no more footsteps and whispers from Yanshi, and even the lights of Yongshou Palace were no longer lit. It is said that the elders were aware of the emperor’s plague. It was because of the jade pestle that drank people's energy and blood, it was considered the right medicine, and an enchantment was set to seal the jade pestle. The emperor was not in danger of life for the time being. The current priority of the disciples has become to deal with the aftermath of the tsunami. Medicine pots filled with emerald green wormwood juice can be seen everywhere.
After all, it is the aftermath work. Everyone has relaxed their hearts since entering the palace, and took advantage of the heavy rain to sleep peacefully.
After wandering for more than half an hour, he did not see Jing Nian's shadow, but found the only open window.
It's Qin Yuyu's room.
He was hesitating whether to bother me, but he had already spotted me, and said softly, "Come in, Junior Brother Qi, it's cold outside."
I walked in with some embarrassment, I was really tired, and the hot tea on the table was very tempting.
As soon as I sat down, I noticed that the place where the saber should have been hung on the wall was empty, and chatted awkwardly: "How is Qin Simu's swordsmanship, I only know that he has some talent in alchemy, Will it be hard for you to teach him?"
Qin Yuyu filled the teacup for me. "Did Jing Nian work hard when he taught you the mental method?"
"Senior Brother Yu, if you fail to learn well, you will laugh at me."
He smiled, "You've practiced well, not only swordsmanship, but also carving is better than I was back then."
After he said this, I remembered the puppet he hid in the back room, which has not been revealed so far. "Brother Yuyu, you have been here for a while, why didn't you bring the doll? Isn't it carved every day?"
"The carving is already finished." As he said, he reached out and groped in his sleeve for a while, and handed me a key, "Junior Brother Jing, please help me one last time, if I fail to come back from this trip to Chongdu , you can hand over the key to this house to Uncle Xue, I want him to see this painstaking work."
I exploded when I heard him say "I'm busy for the last time", "Senior Brother Yuyu, what's the matter with you? You're giving away the sword and the key again, just like telling the funeral! It's so unlucky!"
"Junior Brother Qi, to be honest, our Yanshi clan can have a premonition when the end is approaching. I am not planning for a rainy day."
"I don't understand, why? Even if you were cut off, it's not so fast, right?" Although I often have premonitions and other signs, seeing Qin Yuyu calmly stated the date of his death, I Still not acceptable.
He obviously worked so hard to escape from Chundu to be free and start a new life, why should he come back to die now?
Perhaps because I thought of the phrase "what is lost, it will be returned" said on the 3rd, I became emotional for a moment and asked, "Does Qin Simu want half of your life? He is too selfish No, no, I have to talk to him."
Speaking of disregarding Qin Shuyu's dissuasion, he rushed out the door.
However, when I really woke up Qin Simu, who was soundly asleep, after he heard what I said, he grabbed Ye Tii next to the pillow, and was about to get out of bed and return it to Qin Shuyu.
"Senior Brother Yu must not die. He finally accepted me as a junior. I don't want this sword anymore."
Seeing his reaction so fiercely, I realized that I had made an oolong, and I finally calmed down Qin Simu.
But on the promenade outside the door, other than the sound of rain, there was a new movement. The pear wood floor was crackling, as if it was being burned, but the rain was clearly heavy, and the promenade was covered with water up to the calf. It's like a temporary water pavilion.
There is actually a flame burning underwater, as coquettish as a red lotus.
In the reflection, a figure slowly appeared. He was tall and tall. If his face was not covered with burn scars from the bandages, he would definitely be regarded as a handsome young man.
It was Bai Shaohan and his shadow guards.
But if you don't look at the reflection, it's just a heavy rain.
And the person to meet——Jing Nian, was coming out of the shadow at the end of the corridor.
He didn't hold an umbrella, the raindrops were flying and scattered from his eyes, and the glass was spotless.
I stared at him blankly, and couldn't help thinking that even if I did it all over again, he would take my gaze away.
Of course, it was too late to close the window, Qin Simu had already discovered it.
But Bai Shaohan didn't intend to hide it at all, he glanced meaningfully at this side, and he didn't elaborate on the task entrusted to Jing Nian this time, but deliberately brought up his life experience again.
Jing Nian looked at him coldly, and the demonic energy that had just been washed away by the marrow washing pill flowed out from the seven orifices again, it was the demonic Gu that Bai Shaohan had planted in his consciousness when he was five years old.
It's ironic that the dirtiest things are buried in the eyes of the purest color.
I think he is probably still doubting at this moment whether what the fisherman said that day is true. Is this man who ruined his life like a ghost in front of him really his father?
As a spectator, Qin Simu's expression was puzzled at first, and then he gradually became dazed when he heard the words "Magic Infant", "Revenge", "Five Yunzong", "Xuan Ning" and so on.
"That is to say, Jing Nian is a member of Duye Palace and a traitor of Wuyun Sect." He turned his head and looked at my expression. "Could it be that Senior Brother Jing Qi already knew about it?"
"Yes……"
"Such an important matter has been kept secret until now?" Qin Simu couldn't understand it. After thinking about it, he decided to go to Qin Shuyu, after all, he was the person he cared about most in the sect.
"No need, Senior Brother Yu also knows."
Qin Simu was completely speechless at this moment, bowed his head in silence for a moment, and then said: "Everyone knows Bai Shaohan's style, since he has hated the Wuyun Sect for so many years, he will definitely not let it go without bloodbath, you Helping Jing Nian hide it is to be his accomplice. I have not been in the sect for a long time, but for senior brother Yu Yu, the Wuyun Sect is his second home, and I don't want to see him go home again."
"Jing Nian already knows that there may be something hidden about Elder Xuan, and he will not blindly follow Bai Shaohan's command to take revenge."
Qin Simu looked up at me, "Are you so sure?"
"Then, of course, I am his Taoist companion, so naturally I know him best."
"Sister Xiaochao and Sister Chuchu knew each other very well back then, but didn't they end up with deceit and betrayal?" Qin Simu put his hands on my shoulders, asked me to sit down, and said seriously, "Since I was a child, Master Guoshi taught me , It is not enough to trust a person, you must completely control him."
"You already understand what happened 13 years ago, don't you know what a terrible person your national teacher is? If it wasn't for his instigation, why did everyone come to this point?"
"I know, I know, Master Guoshi doesn't care about the life and death of a mere Yanshi clan." Qin Simu's eyes were red, and there was a tear in his voice. "But what can I do? Because of my existence, Xiaochao's sister can't pursue freedom, and the other sisters are busy wooing the forces in the court, trying to push me to the throne, and be their reassurance. , only the National Teacher will accompany me, play the piano for me, and talk to me."
As he spoke, he opened his clothes a little bit, and I saw that he was actually wearing a golden longevity lock, with the word twilight engraved on it, which was very similar to the handwriting on the music score, both of which were written by No. 3.
The longevity lock is usually a blessing given by the elders to the younger generation. Qin Simu seems to regard No. 3 as his parents.
Even if the other party treats him well, it's just a whim to try to make the game more playable.
Qin Simu asked me, "Just like you choose to trust your Taoist companion, I can also choose to trust Master Guoshi. Is there anything wrong with that?"
I was speechless, and said awkwardly: "They can't be compared."
"Why not? When I saw him at the pawnshop for the first time, I was thinking that this child must look like a national teacher when he grows up. Later, I found out that not only his appearance, but also his personality. If it is not a coincidence, then there must be some kind of conspiracy. It fits his identity as a traitor."
"Enough, it's getting more and more outrageous." I interrupted Qin Simu's nonsense, "You are young and don't know people well, so I don't want to argue with you. Just trust whoever you like."
Qin Simu was still not convinced, and simply said: "Then let's bet, if you can make Jing Nian listen to you and prove that he has been tamed by you, I will admit that you are right."
"Betting is betting."
On the other side, during the time we were arguing, Bai Shaohan had already left. Jing Nian probably found out that I was not in the room. After asking Qin Shuyu, the two of them found me all the way here, and saw me sitting beside Qin Simu's bed. His face darkened. "Brother, why are you here?"
Qin Simu lay back without a trace, facing the inner wall, without mentioning the argument just now, said indifferently: "Brother Qi said he was afraid of thunder, so he came to look for me."
"Come back with me." He grabbed my hand with such force that it hurt me.
I remembered the bet I made with Qin Simu, and my rebellious mentality gained the upper hand for a while, and I said sharply, "I won't go back!"
He stared at me for a while, then glanced at Qin Yuyu, suddenly half-kneeled down, changed from pulling hard to lightly holding my hand, and asked, "Brother, did I do something wrong?"
Although it is normal for Jing Nian to be obedient whenever he makes me angry, this is the first time that other people are present, and I feel a little bit embarrassed, and said angrily, "No."
"Then why don't you want to go back with me?"
I broke my heart and told the truth.
"Back pain."
So, this night, I managed to stay in Qin Simu's room, but he ignored me, with contempt showing from the back of his head.
The next morning, it was time to set off for the beach.
I didn't give up on the bet, I was always thinking about how to prove that I could tame Jing Nian, but I didn't find a chance.
Because I didn't have a sword, and I was a weak whip, and it was inconvenient to deal with the farmland polluted by miasma, so I was assigned to help the farmers move.
After carrying a large bundle of firewood on my shoulders and still walking like flying, I won the favor of the uncles and ladies, handing water and wiping sweat. I have never received this kind of treatment in the sect, and I am a little smug.
The villagers are simple and honest. Because the disaster was dealt with in a timely manner, there were almost no casualties, and the relief supplies were distributed in place. Therefore, they were very kind to us monks.
"Xiao Xianchang, how old are you? Where are you from?"
"Not sure." The setting has been deleted, and there is no way to check it.
"Where are the parents? Are there any brothers and sisters in the family?"
"I've been alone." That should be part of the setting, too.
After a few questions, I thought I couldn't answer anything, but the villagers all showed sympathy, as if they regarded me as an orphan with mental retardation and no family or reason.
But I didn't care, they said, "Xiao Xianchang, it's fate that we got to know each other once, if you get tired of living in Xianmen, you can come and play with grandpa and aunt at any time, it's very convenient to settle down with us ,do you know?"
I thought about the ordinary life of ordinary people, but it was also comfortable, so I nodded seriously. "knew."
The other party laughed again, "Xiao Xianchang must be young, and he still doesn't understand what the meaning of Anjia is to marry a wife! There are so many girls in the village, it's rare for you to be so fair and pure."
I scratched my head, and I caught a glimpse of a few girls wearing silk flowers with bright smiles, and quickly explained to them, "No, thank you, I already have a Taoist companion."
The villagers didn't mind, and stuffed me with a few green balls to eat.
I subconsciously looked for Jing Nian, and saw that the fields on his side had been plowed, and he was asking the villagers questions, probably about the details of the tsunami that occurred a few days ago. Some dare not look directly.
Partly because of the awe of the cultivators, and partly because Jing Nian is indeed prettier than any girl I have ever seen.
I suddenly had a flash of inspiration and thought of the opportunity to tame Jing Nian.
He looked up at me as if he had a tacit understanding, then walked over and began to introduce the result of the inquiry just now.
It turned out that on the day when the tsunami started, in addition to the corpses of fish and shrimp poisoned by the miasma, the villagers also dug up a small number of stumps of puppets in the mud.
Qin Simu's hunch was correct, the source of the tsunami was Yancheng.
In addition, the death conditions of those sea creatures are also a bit strange. The corpses farther from the shore are scorched black, while the closer ones are covered in a layer of frost.
In other words, the tide may be divided into two layers of inner ice and outer fire, corresponding to the internal structure of Yancheng.
I didn't go deep into Yancheng that day, but only stayed for a while, and found nothing but tree roots and puppets.
There is neither flame nor frost, only indescribable weirdness.
I took his words seriously and asked again: "Then when shall we go down again? As long as there are rhino horns, we can find the entrance."
"That's all for today, the elder asked us to settle down nearby and sleep overnight, and discuss it tomorrow." Jing Nian stretched out his hand, intending to unload the firewood from my back, "Brother, I've worked hard all day, I'll come for the rest of the journey. "
"No need, I'm not tired." I quickened my pace and ran to the farmer's house.
Jing Nian followed behind without haste.
When I arrived in the backyard, I washed my face, looked at Jing Nian's neck and cheeks that were still as clean as white jade after working in the mud for a day, and emphasized the idea of taming him again in my heart.
Ignoring conditions such as height and body shape, Jing Nian seems to look more like a girl than me. Why is it that I am always played by him?
It's a bit late to realize this problem now, and I feel like I've suffered a lot.
The resentment lasted until after the meal, I tossed and turned and creaked the bed board, but Jing Nian seemed not to notice, holding a bamboo pole in the distance, driving the poultry home, as if he had really integrated into the life of the farm of.
People don't even have a chance to raise their voices.
Unwilling to be left out like this, I also followed out.
I saw a few long-necked red-eyed waterfowl gathered in a small pond the size of a palm. I am familiar with them, and they belong to the jade bird.
It's just that the jade bird embroidered on the puppet and purse is a bit clumsy, even looks like a duck, far inferior to the elegant posture of a real bird.
Jade birds are actually not very common. In history, Emperor Xuan of the Han Dynasty even specially built a jade temple to watch birds.It's just that in the game, this bird is deliberately designed as a common poultry.
However, their habits haven't changed, they still live in ponds and lakes, and they don't fly too high. They feel very domestic, so Jing young easily drove them into the yard.
There is only one alien left.
A strange species that flew up to the top of the treetop.
I signaled Jing Nian not to move, wait for me to go up and grab it.
As a result, the bird seemed to be intelligent and very agile. It lost its two shoes and couldn't even touch its feathers. Instead, it accidentally stepped on the empty tree trunk and fell down.
Jing Nian caught me as if he was prepared, and I wanted to catch the bird again, but he said softly: "Forget it, brother, it has already flown away."
"Where did you fly to?"
"seaside."
I looked up and saw under the bleak sunset, a jade bird with blue-purple feathers, like a falling sunset glow, flew resolutely to the still cloudy sea, its future was uncertain, but it was gorgeous and fearless.
Like some kind of omen, I suddenly understood what Qin Shuyu said.
It wasn't until it completely flew out of sight that I came back to my senses and yelled, "Put me down!"
He looked at my sprained and swollen ankle and asked, "Brother, you've been acting weird all day, what's wrong?"
"Anyway, you let me down. I'm not a girl, so I'm not so delicate."
He had a half-smile, "Senior brother is not squeamish, but I feel sorry for him."
"Aren't you disgusting? You keep saying things like this... Hiss... Pain..."
He held the ankle bone with two fingers, turned it around a little, then returned to the right position, and then put me down. "Your feet are dirty, go take a shower."
I had nowhere to vent my anger, and followed behind with a limp, into the yard.
When I came out of the shower, I saw that Jing Nian had packed up everything and was closing the courtyard door, his side face was dark and blurred under the cover of night, and he lost a little bit of the intimacy in the daytime, which made me feel a little guilty.
But thinking about the need to speak directly, he moved a stool to sit down and said, "Jing Nian, since we are Taoist couples, can you let me?"
"Didn't I always let my senior brother?"
"I mean...the kind that makes..."
"Which?"
Seeing that Jing Nian didn't see the slope down the road, in a hurry, I threw him directly on the straw stack, the dust covered his body with the lingering warmth of the evening, Jing Nian was a little helpless.
"It's the little dirty dog who likes to roll around in the ashes all the time."