sword pointing heart possession

After many years.

"Master!"

One morning, there was a hasty knock on the door.Ye Wuhen, who was already the owner of the villa, raised his head slightly, looked at the sword servant belonging to Ye Ying who broke into the door, and sighed as expected.

The sword servant listened to the sword with panic all over his face: "The owner, the old owner... the old owner has gone!"

This day... finally came.

Ye Wuhen tightly closed his eyes.

The sun and the moon alternate, and the years pass by. As they grow up, the deeds of the older generation gradually become legends.A few days ago, after the death of the old commander of Tiance Mansion, he had a bad feeling, now... sure enough...

After a while, he stood up and said, "Listen to the sword."

"Yes?"

"I'm going to see Master." Ye Wuhen said in a low voice.He took a deep breath: "Go and prepare...tell Quanzhuang."

The old owner died, according to the rules, if the deceased did not give an account of his death, the whole village had to be buried for three days. The current owner sent the old owner's sword into the sword mound with his own hands, and stayed in the mound for six days.During this period, all things will be done jointly by other villa owners, and there should be no disturbance if there is no major event.

It is reported that this is to allow the current owner to adjust his mood well, so that he can properly arrange things on the first seven days of the old owner, and it is also to give the owner time to "say goodbye" to the old owner.

For other owners, it might just be a sit-in, but for him... it was really a final farewell.

Tiance also has this rule, that boy Li Changhong also cut off the news early, he probably has already run to the bridge of Naihe and waited.But even if he didn't, he, a shameless person, would definitely leave things to Li Wuyi, presuming that he was too sad to go to retreat.

Tsk...what's the flower in front of me?

In September of the 47th year of Tianbao in the Tang Dynasty, Ye Ying, the second generation owner of Cangjian Villa, passed away with a smile.

Ye Wuhen placed Ye Ying's saber upright at the place closest to the old owner Ye Mengqiu.This is the place where the swords of the past villa owners are buried. No accident, when I leave, his sword will also be placed here.

It's just that he doesn't know who will come in to give the sword, after all, he hasn't chosen the next young village owner yet.

As for the corpse, the style of hiding swords is that people are like swords. Generally speaking, swords will naturally be buried with their masters, but both Ye Mengqiu and Ye Ying have left messages about their own destinations. Lord, this sword mound is still clean.

He sat down in front of Ye Ying's sword, closing his eyes slightly.

Going out of the body in a mortal body is not small, especially going to the underworld where ghosts wander.But now Ye Wuhen can't control so much, he only knows that it is his master, and he will not frown even if the price is too high after years of relationship.

Master, master, is the master and the father.Now that he recognized Ye Ying as his master, he had to leave this trip no matter what.

There is no need to point it out, no need to see through it, what the heart wants, nine deaths without regret.

Ye Wuhen has never been to the underworld, and at first glance, it looks just like the one in the legend.On a gloomy day, there are light green soul flames floating all around, but there are no paper money flying all over the street. After all, there are cleaners in the underworld.

On the other side of the crimson Styx, he found Ye Ying.

Over the years, Ye Ying's face has not changed much, the face under the white hair is still too young, and the plum blossoms on the forehead have not lost their color.If the state of the soul is not an irreparable injury, it will heal automatically, but at this moment, his eyes are open, and his face is calm, just like... when he left.

At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged on the bank of the river, gently stroking the petals of the Bianhua flowers in his hands, just like he was stroking the seedlings of chrysanthemums when he was alive.

Ye Wuhen's heart trembled, and he immediately called out: "Master!"

Hearing the voice, Ye Ying's normally calm face suddenly cracked.He raised his head abruptly, and couldn't help being stunned when he saw Ye Wuhen, "Wuhen...?"

He seemed to get anxious all of a sudden, and stood up with a whoosh: "You...why are you here?"

"Master, don't worry, I'm still alive!" Ye Wuhen walked to Ye Ying's side in two or three steps, calming down the restlessness of the other party in time: "I'll see off Master."

Hearing that Ye Wuhen did not die like him, Ye Ying also breathed a sigh of relief.He shook his head, raised his hand and rubbed Ye Wuhen's head: "Then do you feel unwell?"

Master... Ye Wuhen had a sore nose, he hurriedly lowered his head, and took Ye Ying's hand: "The disciple is fine. Master, Palace Master Li should be nearby."

Ye Ying looked down at her most proud disciple for a long time, a smile gradually spread on her lips.He nodded slightly: "Yes."

This disciple is special, he knew it from the very beginning.It's just special enough to be able to go back and forth between life and death, which is somewhat beyond his expectations.

Intuitively, Ye Wuhen's adventure should come from the coma during the Anshi Rebellion, but Ye Ying didn't ask.Ye Wuhen is his disciple, he behaves very much like himself, and he deserves his trust.

Speaking of which...it was the first time he saw this disciple.Ye Ying pondered, he had practiced swords for half his life, relying on his mind to perceive, and naturally he would not touch his disciple's face to determine the opponent's appearance.Now it seems that Wuhen is really born from the heart, and the red lotus... I am afraid it is also an adventure.

He followed Ye Wuhen and walked slowly until a bridge appeared on the wide river, and a long team of ghosts passed by on the bridge, sluggishly and slowly.At the rear of the team, there stands a large gate, and there are a steady stream of ghosts emerging from it.

Ye Ying paused slightly, "Is this the Naihe Bridge?"

"Yes, Master." Ye Wuhen nodded, and explained the location of Ye Ying's appearance by the way: "Ordinary ghosts are taken away by ghost messengers and brought to Naihe Bridge for reincarnation. Some people with great luck may Inadvertently glimpsed the rules of heaven and earth, but the gains still can't help them become immortals. After death, they unconsciously affect the soul, so they may float anywhere. The soul of obsession."

"No wonder." Ye Ying nodded lightly.He knew that he was dead since he came to that river bank, and Ye Wuhen found him not long after.But if Wuhen doesn't come, he will look around by himself in a short time.

Ye Wuhen suddenly pointed forward: "Master, look!"

Ye Ying looked in the direction Ye Wuhen pointed - oh no need to look, the other party's shocking howl has come.

"Aying——!!" With a bang, Ye Wuhen was actually knocked into the air by Li Chengen who flew over!

"Ahen, be careful." Li Changhong took a step slower, just in time to support Qingyuan who flew out.Seeing Ye Wuhen gnashing his teeth, he couldn't help but smile: "How many days have you been outside?"

"Four days." Ye Wuhen said angrily.Generally, wandering souls can't wander in the Yin Realm for more than three days, and some obsessions are too deep to allow them to return to the Yang Realm for a while on the seventh day.For this reason, Li Changhong went to the underworld to check Ye Ying's fate, and learned that just a few days later, Palace Master Li who tried to reincarnate and escape was left behind.

Seeing Li Chengen so excited at this moment, Li Changhong shook his head, how frightened he was when he heard that he was waiting for Master Ye, and how happy he is now.

Looking at Ye Wuhen from the side, Li Changhong frowned slightly, "Ahen, are you unhappy?"

After he finished speaking, he immediately realized that he had made a slip of the tongue, the master was leaving, how could he be happy.

"What are you talking about?" Ye Wuhen smiled as he watched the interaction between the two former masters, and he couldn't hide his reluctance in that smile: "Master can see things, and can be reincarnated with... the one who loves each other. unhappy?"

"Ahen..." Li Changhong opened his mouth, but finally closed it, and just put his arms around his waist.

Ye Wuhen pursed his lips and turned his head away, soul...why, there are such things as tears...

"Wuhen," Ye Ying said suddenly.

"Yes, Master!" Ye Wuhen was shocked, and he wiped his face fiercely, "What is Master's order!"

Ye Ying just smiled. He walked over and touched the heads of the two juniors one by one.

"Don't be sad," Ye Ying said, "the reincarnation of the world always has a place to return to. I have lived up to my hidden sword and myself in this life. I can still see you in the end. I have no regrets."

He looked at Ye Wuhen, "Just let me go on a long-term trip."

"That's right, when I was going to take Ah Ying out to play, how could you be reluctant!" Li Chengen patted Ye Wuhen's shoulder hard, "It's like you want to eat me... yes, yes, that's the expression ! The restoration is really good!"

Ye Wuhen was very depressed.

Although Ye Ying agreed on the surface, when Ye Wuhen watched the two of them drink Mengpo soup together, the feeling of anger and sadness emerged again.

The reincarnation will forget the past, that is to say, Ye Ying, the master of the hidden sword, and Li Chengen, the master of Tiance Palace... From then on, there is no such person.

Ye Wuhen also asked Ye Ying if he wanted to stay, which was not difficult for him, but Ye Ying just smiled and handed the hidden sword to himself.

Then walk firmly and at ease.

Looking at the backs of the two walking away hand in hand, Ye Wuhen and Li Changhong looked at each other and bowed together:

"Disciple Daizang Sword Villa/Tiance Mansion, send off master and wife respectfully!!"

However, as soon as the words came out, the two glared at each other at the same time, just like they had done countless times before, and the next moment they scuffled together!

"Your master is a master's wife!"

"Your master is the master's wife!"

"Your master!"

"Your master!!"

"Your master!!!"

Li Chengen glanced back at the two juniors who were beating like a raging fire, and smiled: "Aying, they have such a good relationship."

Ye Ying took his hand and shook her head: "Let's go."

"kindness!"

When the figures of the two were blurred on the other side of the Naihe Bridge, Li Changhong caught Ye Wuhen's oncoming fist with one palm, and said in a low voice: "They are gone."

"kindness……"

Cool water droplets rolled down, Li Changhong looked up, but saw Ye Wuhen riding on him, still maintaining the posture of fighting each other just now, but that expression made people feel extremely distressed.

He suddenly grabbed Li Changhong's hand with one hand, and buried his head directly in the socket of his shoulder.

"Wow ah ah ah..."

Like a flood breaking a bank.

Li Changhong was at a loss for what to do while hugging Qingyuan who was crying loudly.

This was not the first time he saw Ye Wuhen cry, but he had never been so panicked before.

As a modest gentleman by the West Lake, Ye Wuhen has always been gentle and forbearing. They have their own pride. Even if they are sad, they can only cry silently. He couldn't do it and never did it.

but now……

Yes, to him, Li Chengen is just a passer-by in his long life, even if he had a teacher-student relationship, even if he had some reluctance to part with him, he sealed it in his heart after this life was over.But for Ye Wuhen...Ye Ying is his mentor in life, the master who carries all of him, and his closest person and belief.

He absolutely can't let go.

The arm holding Ye Wuhen tightened a bit, Li Changhong felt the strength of the opponent's grasp getting stronger, and closed his eyes.

It might feel better to cry.

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After the six-day vigil was over, Ye Wuhen made arrangements for his funeral.

According to Ye Ying's will, his and Li Chengen's bodies were buried together somewhere by the West Lake - it is said that that was the place where they first met.

Ye Wuhen looked at the tombstone, and a wistful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

A Tibetan sword disciple saw it, and asked puzzledly, "Master Young Master, are you happy?"

"Ah..." Ye Wuhen shook his head, "It's nothing, I just suddenly thought of..."

Crying can only represent reluctance and retention of the dead.

Master would not want us to send him like this.

Like every long journey, death is just a longer journey.

We parted with a smile, and we will meet again and meet again with a smile.

The author has something to say:

As for what happened later~ cough um.

small theater:

Ye Wuhen: Master, master, master and father.

Di Jun: Who is your father?

After the owner of the village went to the underworld.

Yan Luo: What the hell is Master Martial Ancestor?This, this, this... let the adults solve it by themselves QWQ can't be provoked.

I don't make time or anything~ don't need to verify it.

The following episode is about returning to the fairyland and the memories of the wolf cub himself. Is anyone watching the interpenetration of the lotus lanterns, and crushing the pile of scum over there~

Keep your claws~