[Sword Three] [Huayang] Continues

This is Chang'an before the war, where singing and dancing are peaceful and prosperous like a dream, and the empty stalls in the back streets and alleys are also a scene of harmony and warmth, only the dark shadows in the back make people palpitate.

Standing in the phantom, Mu Chenfeng didn't realize it. He saw two figures passing by the street. A breeze blows through the noisy place.

Mu Chenfeng was stunned when he looked at it, just when the young man turned his head to look in intentionally or unintentionally, with long hair brushing his shoulders, slender eyebrows and phoenix eyes, the smile on his lips was still there, and the eyes he accidentally glanced at were the setting sun in the shimmering mist, and when he entered his sight, Can't shake it off.

"Jiang Yan..." Mu Chenfeng moved his lips, even though there was a possibility that it was Jiang Yuhan, he only uttered this name.

Jiang Yan's smile at this time was gentle enough to melt the ice and snow, and he hurried past after turning his face away.Mu Chenfeng hurriedly caught up with them, followed them to make the purchases, and rushed to a village in the outskirts before noon. No one suspected him of following them all the way, until Jiang Yan stopped in a remote village, and then saw He walked towards the village like something.

At that time, the epidemic was rampant, and there were many sick animals on the side of the road. The village was lifeless, like the aftermath of the epidemic, and Mu Chenfeng couldn't help but step forward.

The young man turned his head to see him, and then ran towards him in a panic, stepping on a few light steps in a hurry.Mu Chenfeng hurriedly carried the peach wood sword behind his back, but saw his long sleeves and long hair like faint ink stains, passing through his body in an instant and rushing towards the fence, then picked up something, and shouted anxiously:

"Master, come quickly! There are patients here!"

Wan Hua at the alleyway stepped in quickly after hearing the words, bowed to check on the child in his arms, then frowned deeply, and said: "Young son has a high fever and is in critical condition."

Mu Chenfeng has never seen him look young and gentle, nor has he written his worries on his face like this, and he doesn't know that his master is the beautiful and determined Wanhua in front of him. Although the dirty little patient shrunk into a ball, although he couldn't see his true appearance, he saw a bright red fall from his ear into Jiang Yan's arms.

"Master, I'm afraid he has an emergency, and there is no one to take care of him around here..." Jiang Yan raised his head and asked, frowning, "Why don't we send him to the hospital?"

Master Wan Hua looked at him sideways, and said strangely: "You didn't like to study medicine before, but you are happy to save people?"

"Master, there is a specialization in surgery. I don't have the heart of a doctor. It is enough to learn one and a half tricks to protect myself. The rest are the brothers of Huagu. But the disciple's ambition is not here, and there is no conflict with saving people. It's a matter of human life..." Jiang Yan answered seriously, and suddenly felt annoyed, "When is the master still making fun of the disciple?"

"There are as many famous nobles in Chang'an as crucian carp crossing the river. If he was not abandoned due to illness, then the whole village was deliberately abandoned..." Master Wan Hua was not in a hurry to comfort him, but looked around, watching him persist His eyes reconfirmed, "You really want to save him? If there is a problem, can you bear it?"

Jiang Yan was stunned for a moment, but still replied: "...I, my disciple of Huagu, can't see if he dies or not."

"Then let's postpone the trip." Master Wan Hua relaxed and nodded in agreement.

Looking at this scene, Mu Chenfeng felt slightly nervous. Jiang Yan once said that Jiang Yuhan was stupid and forgetful, but unexpectedly, the record that Jiang Yuhan was saved by Jiang Yan was true, and Jiang Yan's words were always specious. He became even more uneasy, so he had to follow his master and apprentice to send Jiang Yuhan to the doctor.

The age Jiang Yan presented to him seemed to be younger than Wu Shao, while Jiang Yuhan looked younger. Then he hurried into Qingyan Flower Valley not far from Chang'an.

Mu Chenfeng seldom came to Wanhua, so when he followed the illusion, he was inevitably attracted by the spring-like scenery here, and he also took a few more glances at Jiang Yan, who was still young and gentle, to see him booing and asking about his health, and seeing him frowning Seeing his gratified smile after Jiang Yuhan was rescued, even though he was used to seeing life and death and being alone, he felt that the young man's smile was shining brightly.

Jiang Yuhan recovered from his illness, but his small stature also had slender eyebrows and phoenix eyes. He rubbed his eyes and sat up on the bed, yelling "Mother".

The doctor from Huagu came for a follow-up visit, but the child didn't even remember his last name. He only remembered that he had a mother, and the earrings were given by her. The mother said that you can't just give it to others. Unclear and stuttering.

The watching Wanhua looked at each other and sighed, anxious and helpless.Jiang Yan's master was also among them. Jiang Yan saw the look in his asking eyes, so he withdrew the scroll he was reading, and went up to rub the child's head: "Master, you see that he is seven points like me, so let's leave it alone." Is he in Flower Valley?"

"Resemblance for no reason is not a good thing." Master whispered helplessly, then shook his head, "You don't know his name yet."

"Then take my surname." Jiang Yan replied.

"You're refreshing." The master raised his eyebrows, and said after thinking, "Forget it, he had aphasia when he was young, so he should be called Jiang Yuhan."

The child on the bed seemed to understand a little bit, and laughed while leaning on Jiang Yan's hand, shaking red arcs in his earrings.

Mu Chenfeng looked at him, then looked at Jiang Yan, for a moment he couldn't tell who was the one who was unrestrained, and who was the one who killed and decided.

Jiang Yan once said that Jiang Yuhan had a high fever for too long and ruined his mind. Mu Chenfeng thought it was an excuse, but the illusion he didn't want to show was really like this.

After Jiang Yuhan recovered from his injury, he couldn't memorize even simple chess records, so he had no hope of entering Xinglin, so he was sent to Xinglin's sect. In the end, he lost the record of proving the doctor's wisdom, and was snatched away by the monkey. Tao, even the knife corresponding to the bravery of the healer failed to bring back.

The healer Shangren has enough. If he makes a wrong prescription or a wrong golden needle, it will lead to a big mistake. Xinglin is unrecoverable, and Tiangong is even more hopeless.In the future, Jiang Yuhan couldn't remember the patterns of colored sand even if he could read and write. He couldn't pass all the tests in the valley for a long time.

The two were still young, and one could not bear the fate of the other. Mu Chenfeng was a little moved by watching from the sidelines, and then a disciple of Lord Fang came to invite Jiang Yuhan, saying that the flower sage wanted to see him.

Jiang Yuhan went away with tears in his eyes, and when he came back, he finally put on Xiao Wanhua's black robe, stumbled and rolled in the grass, sat up like a little ink ball, and looked around at the surrounding Wanhua. Disciple Hua, however, only recognizes Jiang Yan, and insists on calling him "Senior Brother".

Master Fang's senior brother cheered at the side, saying that Jiang Yuhan's sense of smell is so good that he can smell the change in the direction of the incense, and there will be no trouble if he stays under the flower sage's sect to make incense, and he can officially get started after the new year.

Jiang Yan never expected that there would be a turnaround, and even his master was amazed. The two looked at each other and finally felt relieved.

Master Wan Hua only brought Jiang Yan with him, and when he got up the Lingyun Ladder, he realized that Jiang Yuhan had followed him at some point. Time was pressing and he couldn't delay.Jiang Yan chatted and laughed with Jiang Yuhan, and when they got to Huashan, he introduced the scenery of Chunyang one by one, and told him not to run around.

Xingyi disciples were scarce, Master Wan Hua was stared at by the bluish-faced Daoist priest after Wan Hua missed the appointment, Jiang Yan was also busy answering the other Chunyang disciples' questions, too busy to take care of himself, and after a few days to find him, Jiang Yuhan disappeared from playing again.

Mu Chenfeng followed Jiang Yan to inquire all the way, and then saw that he suddenly turned off the snow mountain behind the Laojun Palace, his heart tightened, and he followed his footsteps and saw the cabin that had been a nightmare as expected.

He was about the same age as Jiang Yuhan when he entered Huashan, and the master who took him in was a disciple of the head sect. Before he could enter Huashan, someone from Lingxu sect saw the aura on his forehead and asked him to try it.

This could have been a beautiful event of "immortals caressing my head, knotting hair and receiving longevity", but it was greatly changed when he accidentally knocked down the candlestick and knocked over the glass box when he was offering incense.When he was young, he only remembered a gust of cold wind entering his body, and when he woke up, he was already in the wooden house, and what he heard was that he knocked down the tribute table and hurt his two disciples with a vicious smile.

He was young and stayed in the sealed hut for a few days before being released by Lingxuzi.Unexpectedly, the evil spirit dormant in his body would not dissipate. After a month later, he could not stop the raging hostility and hurt others again, so he directly "invited" his disciples back to the wooden house.

This level is the darkness, the sky should not be answered, and it is also a nightmare that he has several nightmares at night, and he never wants to think about it again when he wakes up.

Mu Chenfeng followed Jiang Yan up the steps, and when he saw the seal of the hut, the fear that had not existed for several years suddenly arose in his heart, preventing him from moving forward.Looking down again, there are rows of small footprints on the snow under the feet, deep and shallow, leading directly to the door of the house, and there is a little Wanhua squatting in front of the house, talking with the people in the house.

After Jiang Yan finished walking the steps, he stood up and watched from a distance for a while before calling Jiang Yuhan back.The latter whispered and came over excitedly, grabbed Jiang Yan's hand that was stretched out towards him, and stuck out his tongue.

"Jiang Yuhan, run slower, be careful and fall again."

"Know it."

"You have been running here for the past few days, what are you doing?"

"Hey, brother, let me tell you that there is a little Chunyang locked up by his master. I don't know why. Shall we go to the Tai Chi Hall to ask?"

"Have you forgotten the master's instructions? Don't worry about other things."

"Oh, I see. Senior brother, why don't you bring me here again in summer? I'll bring him walnut cakes."

"……it is good."

Mu Chenfeng watched them walk away after talking to each other, laughing at himself that the little Wanhua he met back then was really Jiang Yuhan, and Jiang Yan gave him the impression that he was just a senior brother who was much taller than Jiang Yuhan , Peach Crisp is just what Jiang Yan heard from Jiang Yuhan.

He didn't know why he was disappointed, maybe he shouldn't have believed Jiang Yan's words, maybe he shouldn't have expected it, he just stayed with the two in Huashan and then went back to Qingyan, never mentioning the claustrophobic little Chunyang.

The illusion presented by Jiang Yan was only experienced by himself. In the half a year after Jiang Yuhan entered Fangzhu, Jiang Yan traveled with his master, playing chess with others, or collecting chess records, and returning to Wanhua. Yingfei's late spring and early summer.

Mu Chenfeng began to wonder if Jiang Yan didn't want to tell everything, and deliberately avoided the important ones, and Jiang Yuhan's slightly grown figure came into view.

"Brother... I recognize you! You are Brother Jiang!" Jiang Yuhan recognized Jiang Yan from a distance and waved to him.

"Yes, how is Junior Brother?" Jiang Yan asked him with a smile.

"Okay, I remember everything the masters said...but I can't remember...they asked me to match it myself, would you like to smell it?" Jiang Yuhan said as he went to find the sachet on his waist.

Jiang Yan held him down and smiled again: "No need, as long as you have a good life. How are the brothers and sisters treating you?"

"Yeah! I'm going to go to the cellar with my brothers and sisters next month." Jiang Yuhan offered treasures as if authentic.

Jiang Yan was taken aback for a moment, and then said in a little embarrassment: "Next month... I will go to Chunyang with Master, why don't you go?"

Mu Chenfeng has always been on the sidelines, calm and calm. Hearing his questions, seeing Xia Zhi suddenly remembered the rainstorm that was so clear in his dream, that rainy night that was cold but warmer than ever.The hand that brought the warmth has been cooled by Jiang Yan himself, but I don't know when the two brothers and sisters turned against each other, and when Jiang Yan harbored evil intentions.

When he thought about it, the long-lost hatred that Jiang Yan had provoked was ready to move again, but it was suddenly dimmed in Jiang Yuhan's grinning voice.

"I'm not going, Chunyang is so cold, I'm going to learn how to make balls with my senior sisters."

"Then...do you still have your walnut cake?"

"...Brother, what walnut cake?"

Jiang Yuhan tilted his head full of doubts, but Mu Chenfeng was dumbfounded, and then looked at Jiang Yan's young face in disbelief.

"Yes..." Jiang Yan chuckled and shook his head, "Forget it, it's nothing."

Jiang Yuhan was puzzled but still nodded: "Okay, senior brother, are you having dinner at Lord Fang's place today?"

"No, I'm going to send a copy of the chess record to the younger brother, and I'm leaving now."

"Oh, the senior brother will also come to see Yuhan next time."

"Okay, definitely."

Listening to their questions and answers, Mu Chenfeng seemed to be nailed in place and could not move. He looked at Jiang Yan, then at Jiang Yuhan, and finally locked onto Jiang Yan's gentle smile, followed by his calmly turned back to catch the attacking man. The silver ornaments on the light ink shirt showed the sky flowing.

The author has something to say: Shang Daochang is also a cutscene like the flower poison group. His story can be seen in the episode of "Water and Moon", and the timeline here has been several years since the end of Shuiyue

Jiang Yan is a full-time death attack, true and false, false and true, I respect you for being a man if you are not stunned

Memories Zhang Daochang will continue to be washed three views, standing in the perspective of God is uncomfortable

And, the real Jiang Yuhan who lives in the lines and memories

ps: I have been assigned more work, trying to maintain the weekly update 3, striving for 4, 5 is not very hopeful