Embers

It was a pitch-black night, with dim moonlight, and a gloomy chill.Rakshasa from Hell came step by step with a knife in hand.

His feet stepped on dry bones, crunching, crunching, but blood was spreading on the ground.

Crying sounded from all directions, and the wailing was endless.

With the knife in his hand, hot blood splashed on his face, like a branding iron, scalding the pain and shame that would never be washed away for a lifetime.

In the black mist, a hand stretched out from the curtain of the carriage.

That hand was as slender as jade, with distinct joints.

With a light wave of that hand, the breath of death began to approach, and the abyss of despair was close at hand.

A sigh came from the sky, dumb and broken, three parts compassionate and three parts indifferent.

Ah--

Ember suddenly opened his eyes.

Under the dim candlelight, the strange bed curtain and Ye Bozhou's worried face came into view.

He gasped for breath.

"Jin'er, did you have a nightmare?"

Ye Bozhou gently wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief.

"Yeah." He closed his eyes, the last bloody look is still vivid in his memory.

Ye Bozhou sighed helplessly, this child can't even sleep well.

Her entire body was trembling slightly, Ember lowered her head and clenched her fists involuntarily.

Then he was pulled into a warm embrace, the master's body temperature was transmitted to him through the material of the clothes, and there was a steady and powerful heartbeat in his ears.

Ye Bozhou patted his head lightly with his big hands, and at the same time wrapped his limbs tightly with the quilt.

"Don't be afraid, the master is here, no one can hurt you."

Ember leaned against his chest, slowly relaxed, and let out a low "um".

Ye Bozhou felt distressed: "Look at you, your hands and feet are so cold."

Ember didn't make a sound, just grabbed the corner of his clothes tightly.This usually stubborn and cold child showed a fragile and restless side.

"Master." He said muffledly.

"Ok?"

"The third uncle said before that I am very talented, is it true?"

Ye Bozhou pinched his face, and his voice seemed to have a convincing magic power: "It's true, you will definitely become a top player in the future."

"How long is the future?"

"The future—" Ye Bozhou stared at the unknown distance with heavy eyes:

"It's just a snap of your fingers. When you open your eyes at sunrise and close your eyes at sunset, it's a day. When spring goes and autumn comes, and winter snow falls, it's a year. When it comes, it's green hair fluttering, and when it goes, it's full of hair, it's a lifetime. You say time Is it fast or not?"

Ember nodded.

"Don't be too hasty. Everything in the world has its own destiny. Everything has already been arranged by fate, and you just need to wait. The so-called reincarnation of cause and effect is nothing more than that."

Ember lowered her head, her expression hidden in the darkness where the lights couldn't reach, "Master, do you believe in fate?"

"Trust with reservations."

"But, I don't believe it." Ember raised her head, her voice had a trace of indescribable coldness, "I don't believe it at all."

Ye Bozhou was not annoyed because he refuted himself, but smiled lightly: "It's best not to believe. If you do anything, you can try your best to fight for it, and you won't be troubled by internal factors."

Ember slowly closed her eyes: "I can afford to wait."

"Yeah." Ye Bozhou smiled slightly, lay down with his arms around him, and raised his hand to brush the candlelight.

"Go to sleep."

The next morning, the two were quarreled by shouting outside.

Ember was dazed and could only hear someone shouting: "Hey——get up——Happy New Year——the sun is drying your butt——"

Ignore it, turn over and continue to sleep.

"Get up—if you don't get up, I'll kick the door—"

Continue to roll over.

"Uncle Ye—if you don't come out again, I will move your pear wood chair away—"

Ember felt a sudden coldness around her, and then she opened her eyes. Ye Bozhou hastily got out of bed and put on his clothes.

The door creaked and was pushed open, and Zheng Yijun got his wish and saw Uncle Ye who couldn't bear it.

He smiled and waved his hands, "Uncle Ye, are you awake?"

Ye Bozhou looked angrily at the young man dressed in fancy clothes, "If you dare to touch something in my yard, I'll go and give your painting book to Mr. Zheng tomorrow."

When Zheng Yijun heard this, he immediately became obedient, joking, if his grandfather knew that he painted erotic paintings every day, would it be okay?

"Don't, Uncle Ye, I know you are the softest, you won't do that!"

Ye Bozhou snorted, "Not now, but if you continue to disturb my sleep and still want to take my things, then you can't say for sure."

Seeing this, Zheng Yijun had no choice but to make a bitter face: "I know I was wrong."

"It's good to know you're wrong. Where's your father?"

"You're joking with the head uncle."

Ye Bozhou smiled: "Then why did you come here early? Aren't you afraid of being scolded by your father?"

Zheng Yijun's dark eyes rolled around, and he said with a smile: "I miss you!—Eh?"

I saw a seven or eight-year-old boy slowly walking out from behind Ye Bozhou. His facial features were extremely exquisite, and he only wore coarse clothes but had a dignified demeanor.

The young man looked at him expressionlessly, with a compelling indifference in his eyes.

An absurd thought popped into Zheng Yijun's mind, as if standing in front of this young man, he became shorter for no reason!This made him very upset, and he naturally lost his affection for this person.

"Uncle Ye, who is he?"

Ye Bozhou was helpless: "Stinky boy, don't be rude to others! This is my apprentice Jin'er." He introduced to Yu Jin, "This is Mr. Zheng Yijun, the grandson of He Xizhuang Mr. Zheng."

Before Ember could change his expression, Zheng Yijun jumped up, pointed at Ember, with an aggressive attitude: "Okay, you, it turns out that you robbed my master! I want to see what makes you special!"

After saying that, he rushed straight to Ember, wanting to fight with him, but was suddenly pulled by a strong force, unable to move.

Ye Bozhou grabbed him by the collar and threw him aside, "Jin'er hasn't learned martial arts yet, so I can't beat you."

Zheng Yijun was so angry that he screamed: "Then you still accept him and not me! How am I inferior to him?"

Ye Bozhou calmly smiled, and spit out two words that deserved a beating: "Guess."

Three years ago, Ye Bozhou got acquainted with Mr. Zheng, who was also passionate about tea ceremony, because of making tea.

After that, Ye Bozhou often visited the house, and he became acquainted with Mr. Zheng, the naughty grandson.

Since Zheng Yijun saw Ye Bozhou's demeanor with a sword, he was obsessed with it, unable to extricate himself, clamoring every day to become a hero and to worship Ye Bozhou as his teacher.

However, Ye Bozhou would definitely not accept apprentices because of his temperament of being afraid of trouble, not to mention his mediocre talent, so he has been begging for this matter for three years, but it is still unsuccessful.

I thought Ye Bozhou didn't want to accept disciples, but now it seems that he just doesn't want to accept himself!Therefore, when he saw this young man who robbed his master who should belong to him, he became furious.

Embers are also very hot.He didn't sleep well last night, and he was quarreled by the flower pillow early in the morning, and now he has accepted his inexplicable anger, and he doesn't know where the trouble is coming from!

The two looked at each other, sparks were flying, and they wanted to rush over to fight immediately.

Ye Bozhou stood between the two with a headache, groped for a long time, took out two red envelopes, and distributed them one by one.

Zheng Yijun was a little happier when he received Uncle Ye's red envelope, and smiled: "Thank you, Uncle Ye, Happy New Year, Uncle Ye!"

Ye Bozhou supported his forehead: "I told you not to call me uncle, am I so old?"

Zheng Yijun grimaced back.

Ember was very surprised: Didn't they say that the New Year's money was not given in Fengqi Tower before?

Ye Bozhou smiled helplessly: You also believe that kind of nonsense.Can someone else's be without yours?

Zheng Yijun watched the two of them flirt, and the anger came up again. Why, it was clear that he knew Uncle Ye earlier, okay?

Ember looked at it coldly.

In the lobby, it was even more lively.All the elders and disciples were beaming with joy, sending red envelopes and blessings to each other, and the festive atmosphere was quite strong.

Zheng Yijun saw his father and Lu Yuzhi chatting happily from a long distance away, and rushed up very happy: "Father! Uncle Lu!"

Master Lu feigned anger when he saw him like this: "Why are you so presumptuous in front of Sect Master Lu?" There was a hint of a smile in his eyes.

Zheng Yijun ignored it, and just smiled and said: "Father, Uncle Lu, happy new year!"

However, Lu Yuzhi had a good impression of the child, and said with a smile, "Master Zheng must not be strict with his young mind." He took out a red envelope from his pocket and handed it to him, "Take the candied haws and eat it."

At this time, Ye Bozhou led Ember to arrive. Under Ye Bozhou's signal, Ember stepped forward and congratulated him respectfully.

Lu Yuzhi was wary of the child from the bottom of his heart, but he wanted to put on a good face, so he smiled and gave him a red envelope.

Seeing that Mr. Zheng and Lu Yuzhi hadn't finished speaking, Ye Bozhou couldn't wait any longer after a few simple blessings. He looked around and saw that Su Jiujiu was surrounded by his apprentices begging for red envelopes.

"Xiaoqi, this is yours." "Hey, Xiaojiu, what are you grabbing? It's not like you won't give it up as a teacher!" "Xiaowu, you've already taken it just now, what are you doing here?" squeeze……"

Seeing that it was interesting, Ye Bozhou smiled at Ember, "Let's go get one too."

Ember didn't want to crowd around with them, but seeing his master's face full of interest, he agreed.

Su Changjiu raised his head and saw them, his eyes lit up: "Junior brother, you came just in time, did you say you wanted to ask me for something yesterday? I was just about to tell you, I already have an idea of ​​the problem you mentioned, let's go On the other hand..."

It was Ye Bozhou Shi Shiran's hand that interrupted his nonsense.

Su Jiujiu was taken aback for a moment: "What for?"

Ye Bozhou smiled slightly: "Red envelope."

"..."

After that, Ember was dragged by Ye Bozhou, and also got red envelopes from other uncles.Of course, some of them asked Ye Bozhou for red envelopes, and Ye Bozhou would of course give them, and the red envelopes were exactly the same as those of other elders.

It's just a difference of how much money is inside.

The author has something to say:

New Year's Day, just post an extra chapter

Goodbye, 2017

Hello 2018

I hope that in the new year, you will have money, beauty and time, and occasionally have an affair, and meet someone who treats you well, and it is best to have a cat, haha