This seat is a villain

After leaving the Liuxiang Palace, walk 860 to the east for three steps, and you will arrive at the gate of Qingxintang.

Qingxin Hall was originally a guest room, more than elegant but not solemn.Standing side by side with the magnificent Liuxiang Palace now, it seems somewhat nondescript.

The last wave of disciples who came to pay a visit to Lin Jinhuan had already left, and by now the bells had run out.Lin Jinhuan closed the last document in his hand, swiped out the lights all over the hall, and walked out alone following the clear light of the place.

It was midsummer at this time, the night was quiet, and the refreshing fragrance of flowers floated in the dark night.When he came back to his senses, he had already come outside Qingxin Hall.

What am I here for.Lin Jinhuan thought to himself a little mockingly, then turned around and prepared to return the same way.

"Does the master accept the bed?"

A joking voice came from overhead, startling a flock of birds.Lin Jinhuan looked for his reputation, and saw Xue Yao was leaning on a big tree without money or style.

Qingxintang before the fire also had such an old locust tree with deep roots and lush leaves.

Qingxin Hall has been empty for too long, Lin Jinhuan looked up at Xue Yao on the tree, as if looking at a dream come true.He blinked, covered the light in his eyes, imitated Yan Qing's old pedantic appearance, and uttered a sentence from his mouth: "How decent is Cheng?"

Hearing this, Xue Yao sat up and said with a smile, "Don't be rude, come in."

The door of Qingxintang was ajar, with a palm-width gap left, and behind the door candles were burning.Lin Jinhuan pushed open the door and walked towards the light in the direction of the lights.

The scenery along the way was clearly the same as in the past, but Lin Jinhuan's heart warmed up as the footsteps approached.

The chess game in the courtyard has been set up, the iced plum tea on the stone table is steaming slightly, and a half-turned book is spread on the rocking chair.

Seeing Lin Jinhuan enter the door from a high place, Xue Yao jumped down from the tree, causing a cluster of fireflies to fly around.

Lin Jinhuan couldn't help laughing when he saw that he was covered with locust trees, "What are you doing on the tree at night?"

Xue Yao was busy shaking off the petals on his body, and without raising his head, he pointed to the chessboard beside him and asked, "Let's play a game?"

"Come as soon as you come." Lin Jinhuan took off the obstructive robes and threw them aside, and came to the stone table with Xue Yao and sat down.

In the blink of an eye, halfway through the chess game, Xue Yao picked up a white piece and dropped it on the board at will. He was busy fighting and killing all these years in the bamboo forest, and his chess skills did not improve at all.

Seeing that he was powerless, Xue Yao had already given up resistance.But after all, he is a person who has lived two lifetimes, and now he can't do the thing of flipping the chessboard and starting to play rascals, so he casually started chatting: "How has it changed here?"

Lin Jinhuan dismissed Heizi without hesitation, and said, "Shortly after you...the Qingxin Hall was burned down."

Hearing that the Qingxin Hall was burned, Xue Yao's heart could not help but feel empty for a moment.This small courtyard has carried too many memories for him, both good and bad, making it hard to let go.

When Xue Yao was distracted, his baizi was taken away by Lin Jinhuan.Xue Yao lowered his head to hide the emotion in his eyes, looked at the situation seriously, and pondered: "If it burns, it will burn, why build a new one."

Lin Jinhuan threw Baizi into the chess basket, and said calmly, "I used to live here before."

After that, the two of them didn't speak for a long time. Xue Yao was not good at chess, and the outcome was obvious, but Lin Jinhuan didn't want him to "die" neatly, so he dragged on without haste.

A leaf floated down from the tree and happened to land on the chessboard.

"At that time..." Lin Jinhuan paused for a moment before speaking again, with imperceptible hesitation in his words.

Lin Jinhuan asked: "What was it like at that time?"

Lin Jinhuan's question was vague, but Xue Yao understood what he was referring to in a moment.Recently, he may have been in love with the scene, he often dreamed about what happened that day, and whenever he recalled the moment when I didn't know Wu pierced his chest, the pain engraved in his memory would always come alive immediately.

Xue Yao was used to being displeased with his appearance, so he brushed away the fallen leaves casually, and said lightly, "I can't remember clearly, it happened in a flash."

Lin Jinhuan took a breath and continued to ask, "Do you hate me?"

These days, the two have carefully maintained a precarious balance, tacitly not mentioning the past much.It seems that as long as they don't mention it, the two of them can get along well for a while.

Even if only for a few days.

Xue Yao didn't expect Lin Jinhuan to cut straight to the point at this time.He was a little surprised, but soon regained his composure, and then asked back: "Then do you hate me?"

Lin Jinhuan didn't answer the words, and there was another long silence.Xue Yao knew in his heart that if the love and hatred between them could be explained in a few words, this situation would not be like this now.

So Xue Yao said, "When I just woke up, I was trapped in the coffin at the bottom of the lake in Ghost Realm."

Lin Jinhuan had also entered that coffin, and the two had been fighting in it not long ago.

Xue Yao had been distracted by Lin Jinhuan's few words, so he had no intention of playing chess. He picked up the plum tea, poured a cup for himself and Lin Jinhuan, and then continued: "There is no light, and there is no sound. I spent a whole year Time to get out of that damn place."

The bottom of the lake is dark, and we can only live by the past every day.Every day he endured, he left a notch on the coffin.Several times he was trapped almost insane, and when he came back to his senses, he could always find Lin Jinhuan's name engraved on the wooden board above his head.

"I never thought I could sit with you peacefully." Xue Yao pushed the cup in front of Lin Jinhuan and looked into his eyes seriously: "I picked up these days, and I cherish them very much. In fact, you You are right, this life is indeed owed to you, if there is no Guan Shanyu, even if Granny Yin is capable, she will not be able to revive a dead person."

Xue Yao smiled and said, "So it's really hard to say whether you hate it or not."

Lin Jinhuan let himself look into Xue Yao's eyes without saying a word, and there was no expression of joy or anger on his face.

Xue Yao realized that the atmosphere at the moment was a bit heavy, and quickly joked: "Why, do you feel sorry for me now? Do you feel that you are not human?"

"It's all your fault." Lin Jinhuan then picked up his teacup and lowered his head to take a sip.Lin Jinhuan has been bigu for many years, and these days he followed Xue Yao to regain a lot of fireworks in the world, but the sour taste of the plums still made his eyes slightly flushed: "But after that, I do have regrets. You and I have different positions. You just did it." What you should do."

Xue Yao didn't expect Lin Jinhuan to say that, he was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously asked, "That's why you went to Lingxu Illusory Realm to find my whereabouts?"

Lin Jinhuan avoided Xue Yao's gaze and did not answer his question.In fact, as soon as he asked this sentence, Xue Yao regretted it.Whether it is yes or no is stabbing his heart. He doesn't want to face Lin Jinhuan's loss after denying it, but he can't bear to hear his affirmative answer.

Lingxu Illusory Realm is a half-fairyland, and trespassers have to survive nine thunderstorms.

Xue Yao didn't want to be obsessed with this answer any longer.He started a conversation at random, ready to expose this issue in its entirety.

At this moment, Lin Jinhuan suddenly said a word: "...yes"

This word seems to have opened a seal, and the words that are suppressed in my heart are no longer as difficult as before.Lin Jinhuan looked up at Xue Yao, and then said, "You don't owe me anything. After the matter of Siheyin is over and the front is over, you and I will be settled."

Whether it's love or hate, I won't mention it anymore.Whether to go or stay, no longer forced.Lin Jinhuan understood that Xue Yao would have disappeared in Jianghai when he was in Lin'an if he hadn't insisted repeatedly.

After figuring out this joint, Lin Jinhuan seemed to have unloaded a heavy burden overnight, and his brows and eyes became lighter.He held up the cup and offered Xue Yao a cup of plum tea, and said with a smile, "Congratulations in advance to Xue Zuoshi for getting rid of the Nine Heavens Gate."

Xue Yao came back to his senses, and lightly touched the rim of Lin Jinhuan's cup with the teacup in his hand, maintaining a smile with ease on his face.

"Thank you, sect master, for fulfilling the task." Xue Yao said.

Having said that, they have been quite frank with each other, and this may be the best result between them.Bringing up the old things again, it is a dilemma to advance and retreat, so it is better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes.

This game of chess could not go on, Lin Jinhuan and Xue Yao chatted for a while, then Lin Jinhuan got up and prepared to go back to Liuxiang Palace.

Xue Yao looked at the back of Lin Jinhuan leaving under the tree, and suddenly said, "Why don't you stay tonight?"

Lin Jinhuan froze and almost crushed a Wanyehong plant at his feet.

It was only then that Xue Yao realized that his words were somewhat ambiguous. He got up and walked towards Lin Jinhuan, and quickly made amends: "Well, what I mean is, if you are not used to living elsewhere, you can live together in Qingxintang like in the past..."

Before he finished speaking, Xue Yao suddenly closed his mouth.His original intention was to let Lin Jinhuan still live in his own bedroom, and he could just find a wing room in Qingxintang.

But he suddenly remembered that during his last days in Qingxintang, the two of them huddled together on the same bed almost every night.

After a few words, the description became darker and darker.

Lin Jinhuan couldn't help laughing at Xue Yao's deflated look.The sect master shook his head, and finally realized that he no longer entertained Xue Yao with his conscience.

He walked towards the wing room, and said as he walked: "Qingxin Hall does not keep outsiders, I have to tidy up the bed myself, and I have to ask my envoy to come over and help."

***

At dawn, Xue Yao was awakened by a strong sense of empathy.The moment he opened his eyes, there was a palpitation in his heart that was hard to ignore.

He got up and hurriedly put on his robe, opened the door and walked out.

When Xue Yao came to the door, he found that Lin Jinhuan was already standing on the porch.His long hair is not tied up, and he looks like he just got up.

"You're here." Hearing the movement, Lin Jinhuan turned his head to greet Xue Yao, and then turned to look towards the horizon.

Xue Yao came to Lin Jinhuan and followed his gaze to the sky.

A large red cloud floated in the faint morning light. This cloud was like a rosy glow like a fire, burning and illuminating the entire sky.

Countless mortal birds flew towards that piece of cloud. They fluttered their wings and circled among the clouds, as if they were trying to stay or bid farewell.

This piece of red glow almost covered the entire sky domineeringly, but it just carefully circled around Jialou Mountain without taking a step.

Groundlessly, Xue Yao felt a strong feeling in his heart from the first moment he saw the red cloud.

Grandma Yin has passed away.