Sacrifice to Feed Demons [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

Within the south of the Yangtze River, there are mostly water towns. Rows of cars drive over bluestones, drenched in fine evening rain. After a few cars, you can see blue and white umbrellas shyly blocking the shadows behind the trees.

Next to the trail of Luxing, rivers flow through the town and flow in all directions, and many buildings and boats have been established because of this.

After traveling for several days, no matter how strong a man comes to such a lazy and tender city, he will inevitably feel a little tired, so this town has become the best transit point to the nearby towns.

At this point, Ji Xianjun and his party stopped. Although they only rested for two or three days, something happened because of it.

At that time, the rainwater was as soft and crisp as it is today, hitting the far-reaching stone path, one by one, like an unknown musical instrument echoing.

Looking at this town bathed in rain, some emotions that were buried deep and should have been forgotten unconsciously emerged, so that people made some uncharacteristic behaviors.

When he first entered the town, Ji Xianjun left early, and it was still raining when he left. Now, the rain is getting heavier after he has not returned.

At the beginning, it was obviously a dense light rain like a cloud of mist. Even if you walked under the rain without a coir raincoat, your hair was still slightly damp. Now... almost all the pedestrians on the side of the road hid in the stilted buildings to avoid the rain.

Stepping over a small puddle of water accumulated on the ground, the raindrops fell on the green leaves of willows by the river, and the cool wind blew through the slanting rain as if by coincidence, soaking Yuan Suiyun's hair.

The person standing under the tree sensed his arrival and said without looking back.

"Have you settled down?"

They are not many people, they can stay in an inn, but when there is a big owner of Ximen in the team, everything will become easier.

They bought a remote manor directly near this small town. Although the garden is simple, it is better than the quiet environment. Now they don't need to go to the inn with mixed people to stay more.

Although according to the original plan, they were supposed to leave as soon as supplies were finished, but Ji Xianjun stopped them and decided to stay for two days.

Yuan Suiyun couldn't think of a reason for him to do this, so he chased him out as soon as he was ready, and then saw him standing in the rain, with a clear and pleasant expression, but his figure seemed to melt into the wind and rain at any time, in this world There are no more traces, and people can't help but want to reach out to confirm his existence, which is generally uncertain.

Putting away the flash of infatuation in his eyes, his eyes quickly regained clarity, and he didn't know if he could pretend to be speechless for a moment.

Yuan Suiyun disguised and said: "Well, it's settled." He just responded to Ji Xianjun's inquiry in a gentle manner.

When Ji Xianjun heard the words, she looked back instantly, her voice was matched with the sound of rain, as if it was hitting the silk tree in her heart.

The syllables are accompanied by the beat, just like that, without warning, it drenches people's whole body and mind.

"I can see that you two are exhausted physically and mentally...it's my fault."

Ji Xianjun said aptly: "I have never considered whether you can bear the truth. Your questioning, your search, the words are still in my ears, but your performance has not met the expectations. Don't refute, I said I can see it , you—— timid."

She was timid when facing the unknown, and flinched when facing Ji Xianjun.

When the sword realm bridges the gap, when the red dragon cuts through the sky and the earth.

Would Yuan Suiyun not be afraid?

He was afraid, of course he was. It was hard for anyone not to be afraid of such a devastating scene.

And as someone who knows better, it only makes him the one to fear the most.

"..." Ji Xianjun watched his silence quietly, let him frown, until he couldn't help sighing: "Idiot."

Yuan Suiyun opened his eyes wide, the person in front of him turned half of his body, the long hair tied up by his hand in the morning was scattered all over his back, and the rain fell all over his lapel.

Ji Xianjun walked slowly to a pavilion not far away, there was no one sheltering from the rain under the pavilion, so he sat down, generously, with a generous gesture, and the stone table and square chairs were like a golden palace.

"Bound my hair."

The cold voice reached Yuan Suiyun's ears through the rain curtain, he walked over obediently and silently, and stood firmly behind Ji Xianjun.

His five fingers are combed, somehow, he is willing to do such a lowly job.

Eyelids half closed, strands of blue silk were braided in Yuan Suiyun's hands, and they were soon coiled together. Taking advantage of this quiet time, the man who seemed quiet due to the water vapor whispered.

Ji Xianjun: "Don't want to do it because you're afraid?"

Yuan Suiyun paused for the hand that tied the tie, and Yuan Suiyun opened his eyes, with a hesitant look on his face.

"You are too far away from me."

He said in a hoarse voice, before seeing that unique sword state, he firmly believed that he had the strength to fight, and after seeing that level of sword state clearly, he inevitably hesitated.

So when the nine dragons flew into the sky and the red rainbow pierced the sun, Ji Xianjun who appeared in the clear morning light made him inevitably depressed.

"It's out of reach." He smiled wryly.

Yuan Suiyun is not someone who can't see himself clearly, and he can frankly say that he is inferior to others when necessary.

But if this person is Ji Xianjun, then the blow to him will be too great.

It was as if the rebuilt beliefs collapsed in one breath, and it was cruel to be forced to recognize that they were people from two worlds.

Yuan Suiyun said silently: "You once said that you would leave." As he spoke, he nimbly picked up the hair behind his ears with his fingers, hooked his little finger, and the black silk flowed through his fingertips like water, making his heart ache .

With pursed lips, Yuan Suiyun said, "Then when is it?"

Ji Xianjun had been listening silently, at this moment, her palm brushed across the table, wiping away the imperceptible dust.

"I once had a daughter."

He opened his mouth in a low voice, and what he said was even more incomprehensible and abrupt, but it was like an outsider who picked up a sharp instrument and cut through the brocade at once, easily destroying the melancholy atmosphere that Xiao Yu unconsciously built.

Yuan Suiyun couldn't help tightening his fingers nervously, and stopped the movement of tying his hair for a moment.

Ji Xianjun's face seemed to be covered with the unique laziness and silence of this rainy town, and his eyes kept falling like this rain.

"You should also think that my age has already surpassed this young skin, so this is the story of my 'young' time."

Everyone has a time when they are young, but Ji Xianjun is a little different. He picked up a skinny girl like a little monkey at the most suitable time.

He named her, he raised her as family, he was her favorite father, and she was his best daughter.

The female name is Lou Leji, and the small character Jiji is taken from Jixiang. May she live in peace and harmony throughout her life.

"Her life was indeed peaceful."

Ji Xianjun said this and laughed troubledly.

"But I don't know what she thinks, has she ever been happy, has her wish come true, has she ever joined hands with the person she admires, has she ever resented my cruel father."

"I didn't ask when she was alive, I was conceited in my ability, and firmly believed that what I gave her was the best, but she still left and left me."

"But thinking about it now, I might be scared."

Yuan Suiyun should have been listening quietly, but he couldn't help but ask, "What are you afraid of?"

Although I haven't seen your "youth", but I have seen you now, and I should know how omnipotent you were once - how can you be afraid!

Resisting the unspoken truth, Yuan Suiyun thought, People like you are afraid, so what are they?

The quiet eyes have written a series of stories, which are actually his unknown past, but Yuan Suiyun can't understand, so Ji Xianjun said: "Should I not be afraid? Even though I am confident that there is no one in the world Humans are my enemy, but what does that have to do with the happiness of my children?" He sighed lonely, "It's her misfortune to have a father like me, maybe I should just ask myself not to give it to me." She's just doing unnecessary harm."

Yuan Suiyun: "What happened to you...?"

"Nothing happened."

Ji Xianjun swallowed a mouthful of moist and refreshing air, integrated all the past into just six words, and once again pressed those regretful and hurtful pasts firmly in her heart.

"I just think of the scene of her standing in the rain. Whenever this weather comes, I can always think of the words she questioned me."

Before Lou Leji left Ji Xianjun's shelter, she specifically sought out her well-known father, and then he left home for decades and never returned.

Others only thought that the quarrel between father and daughter had brought unexpected estrangement, but Ji Xianjun could accurately say otherwise.

Ji Xianjun suddenly raised a trivial question.

"Do you know who is the easiest to get drunk after drinking?"

After he finished speaking seemingly unintentionally, Yuan Suiyun also lowered his head.

Although he could only see the tall nose bridge of this person from his angle, even if he faced him head-on at this time, he might not be able to distinguish his expression.

Thinking about the deep emotions that this person used to hide, he said in disbelief, "A person who gets drunk easily?"

Ji Xianjun shook her head: "That day she came here and only asked me this question. At that time, I drank fine wine, but after listening to her words, I stopped drinking."

Yuan Suiyun suddenly became curious, what did the woman say that could be so easily linked to Ji Xianjun's every move.

He knew how domineering and egotistical this person was, he had always been the only one who led others by the nose, and there was no one else to lead him.

With this doubt in mind, Ji Xianjun lived up to his expectations and said, "She said it was a wine glass."

Yuan Suiyun's involuntary silence seemed like he was suddenly lazy with his tongue, or... he didn't know how to describe the touch that came out of this moment.

Like a woman weeping for falling flowers, what a wound.How unbearable it is.

"Exquisite mind, ingenious and extraordinary."

Hearing his sigh, Ji Xianjun smiled helplessly from an angle he couldn't see.

"I think she's talking nonsense, so the wine jar is not drunk more deeply. Guess what she said?"

Yuan Suiyun, who was supposed to be distressed by those elusive martial arts realms, didn't know how he unknowingly had so many inquiries about a woman in other people's mouths.

All this is because of this person in front of him.

He thought and sighed.

Yuan Suiyun put away the melancholy in his heart, tried his best to calm down and said, "What are you talking about?"

Looking at the expression, Ji Xianjun seems to have returned to that day, with thick eyebrows stretched and covered with thoughts that cannot be commented in detail.

"She said, wine doesn't make people intoxicated, but the one who really makes people intoxicated is the person who drinks it. The wine jug looks drunk, but in fact it is the most clear, but the thing that holds the wine sticks to the lips, flows into the mouth, and pushes the cup to change. A wine glass makes people drunk unconsciously. Therefore, the wine glass is the deepest and the heaviest.”

The more one person drinks, the more sober he becomes.

She must have seen that her father had never drank alone, so she probably said this.

Ji Xianjun's mood was as helpless as it was back then, but in the end he put away his eyes like drizzle, hiding the sincerity in these words.

It was a thought that she couldn't understand, shouldn't understand, she didn't know, he didn't know, so no one knew.

But this time is just right to wake up Yuan Suiyun.

Ji Xianjun slightly raised her head and said, "You think what she said is right?"

Yuan Suiyun's expression froze into a ball after he finished speaking, and the hand that pinched his hair was so hard that his knuckles bulged.

"...she was wrong."

Breathing out a deep breath of gloom, Yuan Suiyun said decisively: "It doesn't matter if you are very drunk or raise a glass to relieve your sorrows. Whether you are drunk or not is up to you. If you are so hurt, then you can pick up the altar and drink it. If you really believe it This evil, wine, isn’t it nothing?”

Sharp, sharp, with unparalleled arrogance, the unparalleled honor of the son of the family can be seen at a glance.

"..."

There was silence for a while, and then intermittent laughter came out. Yuan Suiyun tried hard not to look at a loss, but felt that the hair under his fingers was trembling.

Wiping away the wetness from the laughter from the corners of her eyes, Ji Xianjun's originally sad tone became clear, like the zenith of this town, a rare sunny day.

The wind blows away the rain, blows away the clouds, and embraces the bright sun.

"Then are you still afraid?"

In the warm and non-glare brilliant light, Ji Xianjun turned around and took his hand. A head of blue silk that had been combed a long time ago was entwined with crystal beads and ribbons, and fell lightly on her back. In his hair, crystal beads and ribbons reflected colorful light.

Yuan Suiyun looked at the person standing up and shook his head helplessly.

"Don't be afraid."

Maybe she was still afraid, but no matter how afraid she was, she still yearned for him.

The author has something to say:

This chapter has a terrible central idea, which is about Ji Xianjun's daughter, can you guess it with me?

=V=Suddenly want to test your EQ.