Embers

In front of it is an exquisite door, and behind the door is the toilet.

Ember pursed her lips, and was about to push the door open when she heard the man in purple behind her say a word, and her footsteps immediately stopped in place.

"I seem to know who you are."

Ember put her hand on the doorknob, took it back after a while, and asked calmly, "Oh?"

The man in purple approached slowly, almost breathing into his ear: "As long as I meet someone once, I will remember his breath."

Ember suppressed the tension in her heart: "At this time last year, you brought me a book."

"No." The man in purple smiled lightly, "Before that."

before that?The first time he came to Xiaxianmen to see this purple-clothed weirdo was on the seventh day of May last year, and going forward, could it be...

The man in purple seemed to see through what he was thinking: "Yes."

Ember looked back at him calmly, the man was still disheveled and blindfolded, but exuded an indescribably evil aura.

"so what?"

"I've heard about it before—" Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted.

"who are you?"

The man in purple was quite surprised: "Don't you know? Elder Ye didn't tell you?"

Ember stared at him coldly, without saying a word.

The man in purple was thoughtful, then smiled slightly: "My name is Fu Yan."

Little Swallow, Fu Yan?

Ember pondered for a moment, and realized that he had never heard of this name, never before.

"Tell me, what exactly are you looking for?"

Another thunderclap!

Ember's palms were sweating coldly, but her tone was still extremely indifferent: "What are you talking about?"

Fu Yan smiled, "You really don't understand? Diarrhea?"

I couldn't help but sneered, "How can I believe this kind of poor excuse? Just lie to those fools. You follow me as soon as you come in. I walked very slowly and didn't see any unbearable abdominal pain in you. Instead, you looked around. It can be seen that your so-called diarrhea is completely faked, you are looking for something!"

"..."

Ember's heart shuddered, it turned out that this Fu Yan had been testing himself since the moment he entered the door!

"Those fools? Are you referring to Mr. Huo, Head Lu, the other bookkeeper and my master?"

Fu Yan smiled lazily: "You don't need to trick me, I'm not a member of the Xiaxianmen, so I can't talk about intimacy with them. If you tell me what you're looking for, maybe I can help you."

Ember regained her composure, and said calmly, "I probably ate something I shouldn't have. I just had a stomachache. After going to the toilet, I'm much better now. Let's go."

Fu Yan didn't seem surprised, and just cooperated: "Then you have to follow along, the terrain of this Zangshu Pavilion is very complicated, if you accidentally get lost, it may still be dangerous."

Ember stared fixedly, regained her composure after a while, and silently followed behind him.

After going out the door, Fu Yan put on that look of nothing to do with himself again, and Ember raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

Ye Bozhou was the first to meet him, and asked with concern when he saw him like this: "How is it? Is it better?"

Ember nodded.

Ye Bozhou breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled at Fu Yan and Old Man Huo: "Thank you."

Just stand back and wait in line.

This line lasted for a long time, and finally two people arrived. As usual, they handed in the book list and took the book, but when handing over the book, Fu Yan smiled meaningfully at Ember.

Embers turned a blind eye.

Ye Bozhou felt that his little apprentice had been in poor condition for the past two days, so he was a little worried, so he asked, "Did you have too frequent nightmares recently?"

Ember nodded casually.

Ye Bozhou thought for a while, and said: "From now on, you might as well move here to sleep with Master. If it's a nightmare, Master can also send you internal energy in time and teach you to sleep better."

Ember stared at him blankly.

Ye Bozhou laughed: "I told you, don't be nervous, as a teacher you don't eat people."

Of course you don't eat people...

Ember let out a low "hmm".

Ye Bozhou smiled and rubbed his head.

After going back, Ember and Ye Bozhou started to get busy, and moved all the things in his room to Ye Bozhou's room.Ember didn't have many things, but she packed them up quickly, and the two of them prepared to rest after dinner.

Ember sat upright on the inner side of the bed with her eyes downcast, wondering what she was thinking, while Ye Bozhou sat in front of the desk and read a book with a lamp on.

"You know the evil when you are good, and you know the beauty when you are evil." Ye Bozhou looked at him with his head tilted, his face became more peaceful under the light of the candlelight.

"This sentence means that for the person you like, you must know his shortcomings, and you must not favor him; for the person you dislike, you must know his advantages, and you must not obliterate him. We must be objective and fair when evaluating a person, and we must not Be emotional and don't be prejudiced by your own likes and dislikes."

Ember thought for a while and asked: "That is to say, if you hate a person very much, but he is very helpful to you, you should make friends with him?"

Ye Bozhou smiled: "You don't have to be friends with him, but you can't be friends with him."

"Then according to this, isn't it true that everyone should not be evil?"

"No. If there is a conflict, or the other party violates you, you can't bear it anymore. If you only use it to evaluate a person, you still have to be objective and fair."

Ember was thoughtful.

Ye Bozhou is a good master, not only teaching his disciples martial arts, but also teaching him how to behave.There are often such conversations between the two.

It was winter again, and the nights were chilly. In the past, when Yu Jian was sleeping alone, he would often be woken up by the cold, always feeling a cold wind blowing in through the window.

But now it was different, his master stretched out his long arms and held him in his arms, the body temperature spread to his limbs and bones through the material of the clothes, the blood in his whole body was warmed up, and the quilt was so warm that people didn't want to leave.

The warm and gentle breath fell on the top of his head, and there was a strange feeling in his heart, which made him open his eyes and look straight at his master's exquisite chin.

"Huh? Why aren't you sleeping?" Ye Bozhou said lazily, his voice slightly hoarse.

Suddenly, Ember suddenly said: "You look so good-looking."

Ye Bozhou squinted his eyes in a daze, and suddenly heard such a sentence, he snorted, hugged him tightly, and let out a long "hmm".

Ember closed her eyes, and soon fell asleep.

Winter goes and spring comes, time flies.In the 29th year of Chengtian, Ember just turned twelve.

This year is an extraordinary year for the Jianghu people.Because the martial arts conference held every seven years will be held again this year.

For several months in a row, there was a tense atmosphere in the lower string door.

Lu Yuzhi is the leader of the martial arts alliance this year. After this year's martial arts conference is held, everything will be difficult to say.After all, the situation in Jianghu has changed a lot in the past seven years:

The Baidaoli Mountain faction rose rapidly, and its power was approaching Xiaxianmen. Needless to say, the Black Dao Demon Sect, and the Shenfu came out, all of them were masters.Also neutral are Killing Heaven Palace and Zhai Xing Chou, who have also started to gain fame in the past two years.And the Wangchen faction and Qinghua faction inside Baidao are still fighting endlessly.

If the next martial arts leader is either Qinghua Sect or Wangchen Sect, then there will definitely be a moderate quarrel within Baidao;

If someone from Killing Heaven Palace or Zhaixing Building became the leader of the martial arts, it is hard to say whether the status of the righteous way of the martial arts will be shaken;

If the Demon Cult becomes the leader of the martial arts—then the whole Jianghu will face a bloodbath!

After many meetings with the internal elders, it was decided that Ye Bozhou will be the main force of the Xiaxianmen.

Ye Bozhou's martial arts is the most outstanding in Xiaxianmen, and he is also one of the top ten martial arts figures in the Jianghu. He is equipped with the tenth-ranked magic soldier on the sword manual to relieve his worries. The leader is Ye Bozhou.

This is the plan of the lower string door.

Ye Bozhou knew the importance of this matter, so he could not be negligent, so he changed his idle attitude and practiced with Ember every day from morning till night.

Speaking of embers, after another three years, he has grown a lot. When he stood upright, he could reach Ye Bozhou's chin. The small mole, the high bridge of the nose, and the thin lips are already so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off them.

At this time, his sword has changed from a wooden sword to an iron sword, and his swordsmanship has also improved by leaps and bounds. When Zheng Yijun came to fight with him that day, he was shocked. He didn't know when he couldn't beat him!

Sitting on the roof panting heavily, she watched Ember standing aside expressionlessly, holding a long sword in her hand, without even a single sweat on her body, as the breeze blew and her clothes fluttered.

Zheng Yijun said involuntarily: "You are not suitable for wearing blue..."

Ember glanced at him: "Then what color is suitable for me?"

Zheng Yijun replied without thinking: "Black!"

Ember's eyelashes drooped, Ye Bozhou also said so.

"You are a person who always has a feeling that people can't figure it out. You can say that you are cold on the outside and warm on the inside, but you are not warm on the outside, you can say that you are cold to the end, and your actions are unexpected from time to time;

"It looks gloomy and indifferent, but sometimes it has an indescribable feeling, which makes people feel a little uncomfortable after seeing it... In short, black and you are a perfect match!"

In fact, Ember doesn't like this answer very much, he especially wants others to say that he is suitable for white.

"Tell me, can Uncle Ye become the leader of the martial arts this time?"

Ember's eyes fell on an unknown place: "It's hard to say."

Zheng Yijun was surprised: "Do you actually know that there are more powerful masters than Uncle Ye?"

Ember said indifferently: "I don't know, but I know that there are people beyond people, and there is heaven beyond the sky."

Zheng Yijun rolled his eyes straight away: "You are a person who will throw cold water on you. It's a good thing I'm not Uncle Ye, otherwise I would have died of heartbreak with an apprentice like you."

Ember put away her sword and sat down: "I'm just telling the truth."

Before going to bed, Ember said abruptly: "Master, do you want to be the leader of the martial arts alliance?"

Ye Bozhou rubbed his sword under the lamp, with a deep expression on his face: "This is not something that can be changed by my will. Only when I become the leader can the position of the Xiaxianmen be stabilized."

Ember looked at him firmly: "After all, you still don't want to."

Ye Bozhou smiled faintly, noncommittal.