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Pei Youping stepped into the hall with one foot, Su Wuwei was looking up at the plaque hanging in front of him with his back turned to him, on the plaque were four large golden characters - Zun Dao Gui De.

Shengtianmen can flourish and stand for a hundred years, relying not only on the unfathomable swordsmanship, but also on the mission of establishing the sect with impartiality, selflessness and noble morality.Su Wuwei took this as a commandment and disciplined himself all his life. He could not tolerate the glory of Shengtianmen being stained, let alone allow himself to take a wrong step in his life!

When he inherited the position of head, it sounds good because his unremitting efforts finally gained recognition, but it sounds bad that Ji Xin gave it to him.He and Ji Xin joined the school in the same year, but the master favored Ji Xin because he believed that he had no distracting thoughts and pure nature, and would have higher attainments in swordsmanship.Su Wuwei knew that Ji Xin's talent was unmatched by himself, but for a long time, Ji Xin was self-willed and reckless, and turned a deaf ear to his master's expectations. How could such a person be in charge of the Holy Heaven Sect? !The master passed away with regret, and he has been regretting every day for decades. He regrets not being able to let the former master witness his glory today. Looking at Ji Xin again, isn't it different from him!

"Master." Pei Youping said at the right time, pulling back Su Wuwei's thoughts.

Turning around and looking at the young and vigorous disciple in front of him, Su Wuwei couldn't help feeling: "The kindness and resentment" with Ji Xin seems to be just yesterday, but in the blink of an eye, the time flies, and his beard and hair are graying.

"How was the investigation of that matter?" Su Wuwei stood with his hands behind his back, with a majestic demeanor.

"Everything is as you guessed," Pei Youping clasped his fists and said, "Yu Yi's father is Yu Jingyao."

After the silence, Su Wuwei let out a long sigh: "What happened back then is really strange..."

"The sky is bright and the sun is bright, the evil deeds are obvious, Yu Jingyao has committed a lot of crimes, and the evidence is here! Why does Master have such doubts?"

"Look at this letter." Su Wuwei took out the letter from his sleeve and handed it to him.

Pei Youping took it with both hands and began to read it carefully. Finally, he folded the letter and handed it back to the other party, saying: "Master, don't take the nonsense to heart."

Su Wuwei shook his head: "Where there is no wind, there are no waves. What is the purpose of the person who wrote this letter? How many facts have he grasped? And what is the relationship with Yu Jingyao? If it is as stated in the letter, it is difficult for me to get rid of Shengtianmen."

"It's been ten years since this case, and the letter was vague, so it's hard to escape the suspicion of being mysterious." Pei Youping said with a flat face and a gentle tone, "Yu Jingyao also defended himself at the beginning, but didn't he commit suicide in fear of crime in the end? Even if there was a reason for the incident, How can we be sure that he was not at fault? After all, He Shiyi and his wife lost their lives at his hands, and it is an act of benevolence and righteousness for Master to avenge the blood and hatred of the innocent dead, and it will help me in the name of righteousness."

With another sigh, Su Wuwei recalled the past.

Yu Jingyao, a hero who mastered the northern martial arts, has unparalleled palm skills.

Ten years ago, he was invited by Shengtianmen to assist in arresting a group of thieves. When he went south, he accidentally stayed in the same inn as He Shiyi and his wife.At that time, no one expected that this one-sided relationship would turn into a deadlock.

The next day, Yu Jingyao stopped He Shiyi and his wife's carriage halfway, and after killing He Shiyi and the accompanying servants, he even wanted to rape Mrs. He!This scene happened to be broken by three disciples of the Holy Heaven Sect who came to join him.

Those three people were unable to contend with it, and two died and one was injured.The seriously injured disciple escaped by chance, and by the time rescue was found and rushed back to the place where the incident occurred, the body had already been burned to pieces.Within a day, Yu Jingyao appeared in Yunsong Town majestically, but refused to admit to the atrocities committed, and was chased all the way back to the north by Shengtianmen.

With Yu Jingyao's status and status, it's hard to imagine that he would do such evil deeds, but the palm injury suffered by the disciples of the Shengtianmen is precisely his unique skill, heart-destroying palm!

Yu Jingyao refused to admit that he had killed someone, but when asked about his whereabouts that day, he was speechless.

The matter was originally unclear, Su Wuwei came forward to uphold justice, and wanted to escort Yu Jingyao back to Shengtianmen for careful interrogation, but Yu Jingyao's sudden suicide was also beyond everyone's expectations.Strange things happened one after another, and Yu Jingyao's son was taken away shortly after that... Now the child who disappeared for many years reappeared... How ingenious the timing is, an anonymous letter also tried to reveal the secrets of the year...

If there is really a secret, how will people in the martial arts view Yu Jingyao's suicide?The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop, Shengtianmen may not escape criticism.

Suffocating for breath, Su Wuwei raised his hand and lightly pressed his chest. As he got older, he became more and more powerless.

"Master!" Pei Youping hurriedly stroked his chest.

"Ten years..." Su Wuwei smiled kindly and tiredly, "Youping, I'm really old."

Pei Youping helped him to sit down, turned around and picked up the teacup, wiped the rim with her fingertips, and said, "Master, drink tea."

Smiling and nodding, Su Wuwei took a sip and suddenly coughed.

"Master?" Pei Youping hurriedly took the cup and put it back on the table.

He took out the handkerchief and held it to his lips, Su Wuwei coughed intermittently, after a while he removed the handkerchief, and saw some blood stains on it.

Pei Youping half-kneeled on the ground, clenched Su Wuwei's hand holding the handkerchief, and raised her face, with unbearable sadness in her eyes: "Master, why don't you tell everyone that you have suffered internal injuries and have not recovered yet? Shao Qiuhu He is very skilled in medicine, if he treats you—"

"I know my body well, so don't worry about me."

"Master..."

Five years ago, in the battle with the leader of the Demon Cult, Su Wuwei was slapped by the opponent, and he has not improved for many years. He has never lost to Ji Xin, and he has lost to many tests, but in the end it is difficult to defeat the years... Raise your hand to caress Looking at Pei Youping's young face, Su Wuwei said, "You still call me Master?"

Pei Youping lowered her eyes, and said in a cautious voice, "Father."

"Good boy," Su Wuwei caressed his hair gently, the majesty in the past turned into kindness, "You won't let my father down."

Pei Youping nodded and said: "The disciple guessed that Yu Yi sneaked into the investigation because he had doubts about the truth back then, but he couldn't make waves with his own strength, not to mention that he is still a disciple of my school in the Holy Heaven Sect. As for the letter, send it If a person has a plan, he will definitely not stop here, so he might as well just wait and see what happens..."

"Hmm..." Su Wuwei leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes and nodded.

"Wait and see what happens" was just a word to the master, Pei Youping knew that the sender had lost his patience, and why not him!He must hurry up and marry Su Wantang as soon as possible.

Amidst the bright purples and reds, the girl in the yellow shirt looks gloomy. She has conflicting moods, swaying left and right, sometimes sad and sometimes throbbing.

Suddenly, a sound of footsteps woke her up, she quickly put away her thoughts, and looked at the man who was approaching slowly, as if seeing him for the first time, she was so nervous that she was at a loss.

Pei Youping stopped by her side, stretched out her hand, and gently stroked the delicate flowers with her fingertips.

Su Wantang lowered her head, her heart was pounding, she squinted at the fair fingers, her eyes moved up little by little, and then she met Pei Youping's eyes.For a moment, she had the illusion that she was almost drowning in this watery tenderness.

"I remember you loved eating mulberry fruit when you were young, but you were afraid of getting your tongue red, so you could only covet other senior brothers." Pei Youping took out a small cloth bag from his sleeve and opened it in front of the girl, "I wonder if you still like it now."

Su Wantang was startled, memories flooded into his mind...

Looking at the embarrassed girl, Pei Youping said softly: "The person who can marry his junior sister must be the luckiest person in the world."

Su Wantang's cheeks ached, his ears were red, and he backed away unknowingly: "I... I'm not as good as you said..."

Pei Youping approached slowly: "It's because I'm not good enough for junior sister."

"No...no..." Su Wantang stepped back and shook her head, "I only see you as my elder brother, don't... don't treat me..."

With a helpless smile, Pei Youping stopped in her tracks: "You don't need to accept me, but I treat you...Wan Tang, your request is really embarrassing for me."

Su Wantang raised her head suddenly, saw his bitter expression, and felt guilty in her heart: "I'm sorry, senior brother..."

"I'm the one who should say sorry. I'm older than you, so I should know how to be perfect," Pei Youping raised her arm with her eyes lingering on the girl's face, then raised it in mid-air and then fell back. Break off the engagement."

With a sharp pain in his heart, Su Wantang said in a trembling voice, "Did Dad agree?"

Pei Youping smiled softly: "Don't worry, I will make Master nod with my senior brother here."

Su Wantang opened her mouth but couldn't say anything, she didn't understand why her heart hurts so much?

Passing the mulberry fruit forward again, Pei Youping said softly: "Junior sister, whenever you want to eat it in the future, senior brother will pick it for you."

With hot eyes, Su Wantang lowered his head and hurried away from the man.For the first time, she felt heartbroken, even more lost than after learning about Yu Yi's affection...

When the girl walked away, Pei Youping poured all the mulberry fruits into the flowerbed, his eyes were not happy, he took off a light yellow flower and held it tightly in his palm, then let go, watching the petals fall from his fingers one by one.

As expected, three days later, Pei Youping received a letter.There were only a few words in the letter, asking him to meet at Bofenggang three miles away.

Pei Youping immediately burned the letter, sat down at the table, picked up the teacup, and realized that the tea was already cold when she took it.Putting down the cup, pressing his fingers on his forehead, he slowly closed his eyes: "Madman..." The ravings leaked from his lips, and when he opened his eyes again, the black and white pupils were covered with a thin layer of ice.

Standing up, Pei Youping walked a few steps and then stopped, walked back to the table, her eyes fell on the long sword, and after a little hesitation, she lifted it into her palm.

At sunset, Pei Youping arrived at the meeting place, walked through the dense forest, and saw a steep hillside in front of him, he climbed up step by step.

Wearing a black gown and a black gauze hat, the man was pacing leisurely on the hillside, and when he noticed him, he walked forward without saying a word.

Pei Youping brushed past her when the other party approached.

"I haven't seen you for two months, and you are strangers to me." The hoarse voice was like the creaking sound of old tables and chairs, which made people feel very depressing.

"There's only you and me here, why don't you show your true colors to others."

"Heh," the brisk and joyful laughter revealed a bit of innocence, the man took off his bamboo hat, revealing a handsome face like a boy, and he spoke again, his voice was completely different from before, "I'm glad you can come .”

The sun was setting, and the surrounding scenery was shrouded in a golden red.

Pei Youping turned to face the man and said, "Mei Qing, you know why I have to come."

"are you angry?"

"Do you think I shouldn't be angry?" With the corners of her lips pursed, Pei Youping said with sharp eyes, "Why did you send a letter to Su Wuwei, revealing that Yu Yanzhi was Yu Jingyao's son? Said that Yu Jingyao was wronged back then? What on earth do you want to do!"

Mei Qing smiled lazily: "How many years, haven't you had fun yet?"

"I want to realize the most thorough revenge my aunt said."

"Revenge?" As if hearing something interesting, Mei Qing laughed softly, the laughter echoing on the desolate hillside was very penetrating.

After a while, he stopped smiling and shook his head: "Hatred can no longer satisfy your desire. Xiaoping, have you ever recalled the beginning?"

"Everything I do is true to my original intention. What good is it for you to obstruct me now?" Pei Youping looked at him indifferently, "Although it has been ten years since the incident with Yu Jingyao, if Su Wuwei discovers the hidden secrets, Do you think he'll let it go?"

Mei Qing said calmly: "You are the one who wants to take revenge, I am just a pawn in your hand, even if Shengtianmen pursues it, what does it have to do with me?"

"You!" Pei Youping said angrily, "We are on the same boat, do you think you can escape?"

"It's a big deal to walk in the water with you." Mei Qing said with a smile.

Pei Youping turned around and said in a deep voice, "Are you threatening me?"

Looking quietly at the back of the film for a moment, Mei Qing hugged him from behind, and said softly: "If you and I are really on the same boat, why would you think I'm threatening you?"

For such an intimate behavior, Pei Youping has no resistance: "Mei Qing, promise me, don't do such a thing again."

Lips touched the skin of the back of his neck as if there was nothing, and the cool and smooth touch made Mei Qing narrow her eyes: "When will you fulfill what you promised me?"

After a long silence, Pei Youping said calmly: "Now that Yu Yanzhi is in Shengtianmen, if he acts rashly, he will definitely be suspected."

"Let me kill him for you, okay?"

"If only he died, I would not ask you to save his life in Luojiashan back then."

Mei Qing raised her eyes: "Does it have to take so much trouble?"

"This is my aunt's last wish."

With a chuckle, Mei Qing let go of her arms: "It's your pleasure."

With gloomy eyes, Pei Youping turned around, pressed Mei Qing's shoulder lightly with her palm, and said, "I hope you will be more patient before the dust settles. Believe me, we will return to Wangchuan after everything is over."

The evening breeze blows a bit of coolness.

The bright moon hangs high in the sky, sprinkled like water and clear light.Pei Youping had already left Bofeng Hill half a stick of incense ago, at this moment, Mei Qing stood alone on the hill, letting the breeze blow her hair.

Dozens of black shadows approached quickly like ghosts under the night, and appeared behind him in the blink of an eye, then knelt down on one knee, silently waiting for instructions.

Mei Qing turned around slowly, the purse hanging from his waist exuded a "unique" smell, he opened his lips lightly, and uttered a sentence in Miao language.

This sentence was like a thread manipulating a puppet, causing the men in black to kowtow their heads one after another, and then quickly disappeared into the night just like when they came.

Sitting on the ground, Mei Qing lowered her eyes, said to herself with a smile: "I have been away for 13 years, Xiaoping, can you still find the way back..."

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Walking all the way, after stepping into the Holy Heaven Gate, Pei Youping slowed down.

The palm holding the sword was full of sweat. The sword returned in vain, and failed to remove the serious trouble in the master's heart.

There are people arranged by Mei Qing in the dense forest. Although they have concealed their whereabouts, they have not concealed their aura.Pei Youping could clearly feel the murderous aura around her - was this Mei Qing's reminder, warning, or threat to herself?

Parents are dead, Yu Jingyao is dead, aunt is dead, and now only Mei Qing is left who knows his details.Mei Qing is a big trouble, which makes Pei Youping tired of facing it.

Wang Chuan...he only had the most venomous woman and the cruelest child in the world in his memory, but at that time, they were also the only ones he could "rely on".

If you could choose...

As soon as the idea came up, Pei Youping immediately vetoed it in his heart, he had no choice!

Seeing that he is done, everything is going smoothly as expected, he is no longer the weak child in the past, now he is respected by others, and he has boundless glory, and soon he will marry a beautiful wife - the son-in-law of the head of the Shengtianmen, the next successor that everyone expects , everyone in the martial arts world looks up!

In 13 years, anyone can change, only Mei Qing seems to be the lunatic in Wangchuan!Pei Youping was very tired of entanglement with him so far, he wanted to run away from Mei Qing, he couldn't let this lunatic ruin everything he had won so hard.

Turning the corner, there was a faint voice coming from ahead, Pei Youping stepped lightly, and saw the two walking side by side through the moonlight.One of them had frosted hair and was turning to look at the other.

It turned out that it was Yu Yanzhi and He Ying...

He Ying held a handful of alfalfa in her left hand, and swept it up Yu Yan's face. Yu Yan didn't dodge, but gently held his wrist, and said with a smile, "Don't make trouble, aren't you sleepy?"

He Ying nodded.

His health is getting better day by day. He used to practice martial arts every day when he was in Luojia Mountain, but now he seems to be full of energy when he has nothing to do.Yu Yanzhi took him around whenever he was free. Although He Ying couldn't see, he was used to the darkness, so he still had fun and didn't want to leave.

After walking a few steps, He Ying suddenly dawdled towards Yu Yanzhi's back.Yu Yanzhi embraced him with one arm, and said, "Aren't you sleepy?"

He Ying shook her head and leaned against him desperately.Yu Yanzhi had no choice but to restrain him first, and then carry him on his back.

The heavy weight makes people feel at ease. A few months ago, He Ying was almost as thin as a bone.

Delicate and self-willed, the once-familiar temperament is gradually returning.Yu Yan sincerely said that Shao Qiuhu did not lie to herself, He Ying needs time, maybe a day, maybe two or three months, he will recover his memory sooner or later.

What makes Yu Yanzhi dumbfounded is that He Ying's most obvious "progress" is actually manifested in her love affair...

Because Yan Feng and Tong Jia lived in the same room, Yu Yan would not touch He Ying at night, but one day in the middle of the night, He Ying suddenly rolled over and held him down.Yu Yanzhi was woken up, and originally wanted to appease the other party, but in the end it turned into adding fuel to the fire, and in the end even she was not spared.Worried about alarming others, and guarding against He Ying's excessive movements, Yu Yanzhi tightly wrapped his arms around his waist, holding the desire of the two of them to be close in the palm of his hand.When he leaked out, He Ying groped and kissed his lips, kissing him while prostrating, staining Yu Yan's clean abdomen with wet stains.

He Ying's behavior became more and more intimate, but Yu Yanzhi occasionally felt distressed, because He Ying didn't know how to restrain and stop when enough was enough.

Another day, after He Ying had washed his feet, Yu Yanzhi sat in front of the bed and wiped them for him. After wiping one, he put it on his lap. Unexpectedly, He Ying rubbed his foot against his thigh and slid it into it a few times. Between the crotch, there was a burst of stomping and rubbing.He Ying's world was in darkness, unaware that three pairs of eyes were staring at him in the brightly lit room.Yu Yan's ears turned red with embarrassment, Tong Jia was both ignorant and curious, Yan Feng was stunned, and his black face rarely had a different color.

Yu Yanzhi felt that he was to blame, so he began to "educate" He Ying again. At first, He Ying always had to forget that he was used to communicating with Yu Yanzhi through physical contact, but after being rejected by Yu Yanzhi several times, he lost his temper. , so that Yu Yanzhi wanted to kiss him instead, so he was willing to eat.It doesn't seem to have changed from before, but fortunately Yu Yanzhi has sharp ears and eyes, and knows how to read the occasion.

The bright white moonlight shone on the garden path, and there were overlapping shadows under the two of them.Yu Yanzhi spoke intermittently, as if he was talking to himself, but the voice was full of affection and tenderness that was intoxicating.

Watching the two leave, Pei Youping remembered what Mei Qing said two years ago.

——Yu Yanzhi's feelings towards He Ying are definitely not pure guilt.If He Ying was destroyed, he would be destroyed, and if he was given back as a useless person, he would still be grateful.

At that time, he was dubious, until he saw it with his own eyes in Nanzhao, he was finally convinced of this secret feeling... Hope can be used to destroy, feelings can be used to hurt, the more you get, the more painful it will be when you lose it!

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He Ying closed her eyes tightly, and stood upright next to Yu Yanzhi. In the room late at night, only Yan Feng's snoring could be heard.He tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, and a picture flashed in his mind over and over again - on the mountain path in the early morning, the butcher was attracted by the back of the woman walking in front of him, imagining how charming the woman had, so he walked around her and looked back... He Ying After a shiver, even though he was covered in sweat, he still kept shrinking into the bed.In the next bed, Tong Jia slept in the dark, unaware that the story she told before going to bed became someone else's nightmare.

He Ying scared herself and squeezed into Yu Yanzhi's arms tremblingly.

Yu Yan was half asleep and half awake, feeling a little stuffy, so she lifted the thin quilt to the waists of the two of them, slipped her dry palm under He Ying's clothes, walked soothingly on the cool and smooth skin for a moment, and gradually fell asleep again.

He Ying buried her head in front of his chest, sniffing his breath lightly, seemed to feel relieved, and finally felt sleepy after a while.

Unknowingly, the hot flashes were replaced by coldness, and the noise of "cracking" woke He Ying up. He opened his eyes, and the dim light shone into his eyes little by little... The gray sky, the gray ground, and a curtain of rain hanging between the sky and the ground , surrounded by an endless sea of ​​trees, blurred into a blue-black background under the drizzle.He Ying raised his eyes to look, but he didn't know where the winding path was leading.

This is where?

Why is my heart full of nostalgia...

Stepping on the mud, He Ying walked along the path step by step. He greedily looked at the almost unchanging scenery around him, letting the rain wet his hair and stain his clothes.

After a cup of tea, a westward fork appeared on the straight mountain road, as if being pulled by something, He Ying turned into it without hesitation.A wooden house came into view, and there was a large water tank outside the house, in which a gourd ladle was spinning leisurely.Suddenly, there was a noise in the house, and He Ying immediately stepped forward to open the door, but there was no one there... only a wide wooden bed covered with dust and neatly folded quilts.

The sound came again, it was a muffled sound, as if a fist was beating the flesh.

"Yu Jingyao is a bastard, and you are not a good person either!"

"You are not allowed to talk about my father!"

"Little bastard, do you still dare to fight back?!"

The children's quarrel pierced He Ying's ears like needles. He was short of breath, and his heartbeat gradually accelerated, hitting his chest violently one after another.What can't wait, ready to come out!He Ying couldn't tell the difference, he felt his own struggle, like a wild animal in a cage, slamming into the iron bars desperately, his head was bleeding in pain, he didn't know whether to fight to the end or accept his fate quietly.

To hate, not to hate, in one thought... The choice between one thought made him unable to gain freedom. It was clearly his own heart, but he couldn't help it!

He Ying rushed into the rain and fled in embarrassment.

He ran aimlessly, and seemed to hear the little girl's cry in the torrential rain.

She raised her head suddenly, and not far away, a small figure fell and sat in the mud pit... He Ying was stunned, and stepped forward to hug the little girl who looked like a fleshy ball.

The little girl was covered in mud and was crying.He Ying was in a hurry, not knowing how to coax her.At this moment, a woman rushed over in the rain, and He Ying didn't see the criss-crossing scars on her face until she was right in front of her eyes...

It was scary, but He Ying didn't feel scared.

"Ah, woo ah." The woman seemed to be thanking him, opening and closing her mouth and making a vague sound.

After receiving the little girl, the woman patted her on the back, she gradually stopped crying, put her stubby little arms around the woman, and murmured: "Mom, I hurt..."

"Ahh..." The woman raised her hand to wipe off the mud stains on her face, and walked back with her in her arms.

He Ying followed behind them and walked all the way to another fork.The woman turned around and smiled at him together with the little girl in her arms.

"Brother Ying, let's go." The little girl waved her hand and smiled sweetly.

He Ying watched their backs quietly until the backs disappeared completely and could not be seen again.The eyelashes were covered with fine drops of water, and eventually they were overwhelmed, and rolled down with a light blink.So cold, so hot.

Continuing to walk, there was more mud on the soles of his feet. After a while, a third fork appeared in front of his eyes. He was inexplicably nervous. He hesitated for a moment, and a sword flew towards him through layers of rain.

While dodging, He Ying grabbed the hilt of the sword and jumped forward.

In the rain, a man was dancing with a sword, and He Ying immediately went up to him to fight him.After hundreds of moves, two figures suddenly saw their swords running side by side, jumping and flying, moving and moving, the coordination was perfect!

After performing a complete set of sword moves, He Ying couldn't hide her excitement, panting and looking at the man.

"Ying'er." The man's voice was extremely gentle.

But just as He Ying was about to approach, the man turned his back to him.

"The biggest expectation of being a teacher is to see you grow up. Unfortunately, being a teacher can no longer accompany you. You have to take good care of yourself," the man continued with a sigh, "You are always willful and stubborn, and you act regardless of the consequences. How can Master feel relieved? Sigh... I hope you will take care of yourself from now on..."

After finishing speaking, the figure of the man faded away like green smoke.

The rain is getting heavier.

He Ying stood there blankly, staring at the place where the other party disappeared, a hole was opened in his chest, pouring in the bitter wind and rain...everything he wanted to keep could not be kept, and the sadness came like a tide and almost wiped him out!

So painful, why go on?

He Ying was not sure, but a voice in his heart told him that perhaps he could find the answer by moving on.

The moment he stepped into the abandoned temple, his heart suddenly calmed down.

Sitting cross-legged on the cold ground, He Ying looked up at the Buddha statue, the clay sculpture of the Medicine Buddha, and made twelve great vows to cure all living beings.

No sickness, no pain, no fear, no worries.

There was the sound of footsteps behind him, very lightly, and then, dry palms gently covered his eyes: "He Ying, are you willing to come with me?"

"willing."

"Leave here, you will suffer more."

"I'm not afraid."

Soft lips fell to the back of his neck: "I'll take you back."

Jinglei carried lightning, and clearly projected the shadow of the person behind him in front of his eyes—the person stood upright, with an ax raised high above his head.

The moment the ax was swung down, He Ying raised her face.

The light of lightning was sharper than the sharpest sword, easily cutting through the gloomy sky and illuminating the Buddha statue.Blood and tears flowed from the pupils of compassion, and the face of the clay sculpture began to crack and disintegrate. The blood and mud were like flesh and blood.

The sound of rain, thunder, shattering of soil, separation of flesh and blood... After a moment of severe pain, He Ying fell into bottomless darkness.

When Yu Yanzhi left, He Ying hadn't woken up yet, and when she returned to the room with the food, she saw that he was fully dressed and sitting by the bed.

In the past, He Ying always had to wait for herself to take care of her, dressing, washing, and even feeding a spoonful of food to her mouth.He Ying is getting better day by day, which makes Yu Yanzhi feel both happy and novel.

Putting down the bowls and chopsticks, Yu Yanzhi walked up to him with a wet handkerchief, wiped his cheeks and smiled, "Have you learned how to put on clothes?"

He Ying drooped her eyelashes slightly, her face was pale, her lips were tightly pressed, as if holding back her energy.

Noticing his strangeness, Yu Yanzhi worriedly asked: "What's wrong with you?"

As soon as the words fell, a red line suddenly overflowed from the corner of He Ying's lips.Yu Yanzhi stared at the thread of blood red and froze on the spot.

More and more blood gathered on his chin, rolling down one by one like red agates, but he didn't seem to feel it, and he didn't even frown.

Yu Yanzhi finally regained consciousness from the shock. He squeezed He Ying's jaw, and with the other hand he was about to pry open his lips and teeth—the blood was too bright, not like the color that would be vomited from internal injuries or poisoning, and what's more, it was for no reason , How could He Ying be injured suddenly!

He Ying grabbed the opponent's wrist, and while tugging, turned her head to dodge.

"What do you want to do!" Yu Yanzhi was anxious and angry, and couldn't help but increase her strength.

He Ying coughed lightly, and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the back of his hand.

Slowly releasing her hands, Yu Yan opened her eyes wide in disbelief.

You heard me right...

Raising his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, He Ying turned his gaze to Yu Yanzhi. Although he couldn't see it, he could feel her position.

"...Yan..." It was hoarse and indistinguishable, and the voice came from a tearing throat. The single word had already made He Ying's forehead drip with sweat. He pursed his lips again and bit his tongue tightly.

The hands hanging by the sides began to tremble, Yu Yanzhi stood there motionless, staring at him closely.

Swallowing the blood, He Ying spoke again: "...Yan...to..."

Yu Yanzhi saw his open mouth, the inside was bloody.

"He Ying..." The tone of the voice changed, as if it came from the nasal cavity. For a moment, the eyes suddenly became bright, as if he was also blind and dumb before, and his vision was blurred by tears, but he felt that he could see more clearly than ever before. "You remember me?"

He Ying said with difficulty: "Remember... get..."

After holding on for too long, ecstasy and exhaustion knocked him down together. Yu Yanzhi knelt down in front of He Ying. He seemed to have lost even the strength to move a single finger, and he drooped his head slumped...should laugh Should we cry?His mind was in chaos and he couldn't understand his emotions...

Cold fingers touched his face, from forehead to eyebrows, from nose to lips...

"Yan...remember...get..."

Eyes blinked, tears streaming down.Yu Yanzhi took He Ying's hand, and pressed his palm to his face: "Does it not hurt? Don't you hurt... Please don't say it..."

He Ying closed her lips tightly, and stroked Yu Yan to the top of her hair with the other hand.The moment before he passed out, he thought he had nothing left and nothing to miss, and then he had a nightmare. Now that he woke up from the dream, someone was still waiting for him, as if he never left.

hatred?don't hate?

Keep going to find out.

No matter how far he went, when he looked back, the fool was always within his reach.Or maybe he was the real fool, blinded by hatred and blind to that pure heart.

He Ying fumbled to wipe the tears from his face, and wiped them for a long time, but the tears could not be wiped away no matter what.

He Ying smiled lightly, and her lips touched the center of his brow: "Yan...to...don't...cry..."

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Since that day, He Ying could no longer speak. The poison that caused his blindness and loss of voice has not been cured. Except for the recovery of his memory, his condition has not improved much. He also gradually understands the difference between this body and that of two years ago.

To make it easier for He Ying to move, Yu Yanzhi chopped back a bamboo pole, wrapped one end with several layers of cloth strips and made it into a simple walking stick.

After receiving the cane, He Ying was obviously stunned. When faced with the fact that he was like a useless person, he was still a little unwilling. Although he quickly hid his emotions, he couldn't escape Yu Yanzhi's eyes.

Yu Yanzhi wanted to tell He Ying several times that Shao Qiuhu is a well-known genius doctor in the world, and he is developing an antidote in Tianhuang Valley, which will definitely restore him to his original state, but every time the words come to his lips, he can't say them... Shao Qiuhu gave If you hope, you will suffer in hope and disappointment. Who dares to make a promise until the end?Not long after He Yingcai woke up, Yu Yanzhi didn't want to add to his burden, so saying "don't worry" was the greatest relief.

He Ying touched the cane carefully, held one end of the wrapped cloth strip, tapped the ground with the other end, and stood up from the stool.

Exploring the direction, he walked ten steps away with his cane. He thought he was always walking forward, but he couldn't find a stool when he returned the same way.

"Do you want to use it smoothly?" Yu Yanzhi led him back.

He Ying nodded and shook the other party's hand tightly.

Back and forth, ten steps, twenty steps, thirty steps... He Ying walked farther and straighter each time, until he was able to walk from the west chamber to the stone steps of the east chamber and then returned to the west chamber, before sitting down rest.

"I'm going to boil a pot of water, you wait for me here." After saying that, Yu Yanzhi turned and entered the house.

Leaning on crutches in one hand, and taking out the jade hairpin from his bosom with the other, He Yingyang squinted his eyes slightly, and sent his gaze to a distant place.Now, he has a lot of time to "reminisce", recalling every detail of that night.What is the reason for the man in black to only capture him but not kill him?What is the reason that the man in black let Yu Yanzhi go?The phrase "fate is big" is hard to explain at all.Those people must have another purpose, and the realization of the purpose requires him and Yu Yan to be alive.

But this is exactly what He Ying doesn't know.

He and Yu Yanzhi have lived in Luojia Mountain since they were young, and there is absolutely no possibility of being involved in murder. If the root cause is not on them, is it someone or something related to them?

related to them...

Ten years ago, Yu Jingyao, a hero of the northern martial arts, killed Huizhou merchants He Shiyi and his wife.

Could it be this?

What roles did the Shengtianmen who "forced" Yu Jingyao to death and the Nanzhao witch doctor who imprisoned him played?

The whole thing is not without clues, but still needs to be investigated, but what can he do with his appearance?Rubbing the jade hairpin, He Ying thought, she couldn't move an inch, and Yu Yanzhi was also trapped.

Standing up again, He Ying tentatively headed north. He wanted to get familiar with the not-so-big environment first.There is nothing to do, but it doesn't mean to stay where you are and wait. If there is a day when the poison on your body can be cured, when will that day be?If not, do I have to be a useless person for the rest of my life?

He is not willing!

These two years were almost blank for He Ying. At the beginning of her recovery, her heart was still filled with resentment and grief, but Yu Yanzhi spent nearly a thousand days and nights with the same feeling.Yu Yanzhi has carried this heavy burden to this day, and He Ying knows that this heavy burden also includes herself... He did not wake up to continue to drag the other party down, he wanted to share it with him.

Walking out of the room with a teacup in hand, Yu Yanzhi caught sight of He Ying who was about to crash into a corner. The cane encountered an obstacle without any suspense. He Ying turned around on the spot, like a cat whose beard has been clipped, and continued to err in the wrong direction until the end.

"He Ying." Yu Yanzhi called softly.

He Ying stopped, pricked up her ears to identify the direction of the sound, then tapped her cane on the ground lightly, and walked towards the other party.

Yu Yanzhi went up to meet him at the same time, grabbed his crutches and led him back to the stool: "Drink some water."

The crutches were passed from the left hand to the right. He Ying took a sip from the teacup, and carefully put the cup at his feet.Today, he rarely holds objects with his right hand, because