Mr. Jiang is not driving today

Xie Huiyin didn't say anything after all.

People always need to hang their breath in order to survive in such a situation.

After half a month, Xie Huiyin has already seen clearly that Ying Yige is exactly what Ying Yisheng said.

And all the things about the brothers of the Ying family that he inquired about today made him even more convinced that he had no reason to let Ying Yisheng cut off his hope.

The days went on so peacefully and steadily, so peacefully that even Xie Huiyin was surprised.

Ying Yisheng still looked crazy and serious at times, but he didn't lose his mind, and often got wounds all over his body, lying on the edge of the spell seal and hooking his fingers at him: "Little brother, little brother, do you like chestnut crisps?" ?"

Xie Huiyin sat at the prison door in a dignified manner: "...I don't like sweets."

Ying Yisheng thought about it again: "...What about the clove wonton?"

Xie Huiyin shook his head again, but Ying Yisheng continued to ask patiently: "Is there always something you like to eat?"

Xie Huiyin, who is always easy-going, doesn't really have anything special to eat, but he felt that it would be impolite to answer like that, so he casually said, "Hubing."

Ying Yisheng rolled his eyes: "Yige doesn't like to eat hummus."

After hearing this, Xie Huiyin lowered his head as if he had done something wrong, as if it was a serious crime not to eat Hubing.

He obeyed Ying Yisheng so carefully, cared for the festered wound that had turned into a wisp of fly ash, and did not let Ying Yisheng see it, and Ying Yisheng didn't even notice it. He had teased Xie Huiyin enough, He shrank back in the cave again, shining in front of the water, and muttering something to himself in the water.At this time, his expression changed from that of a gentle and immature young man to a lazy and seductive goblin, which made Xie Huiyin tremble with fear.

When he was imprisoned for [-] days, a tearful girl stood on tiptoe at the entrance of Bingquan Cave, looking at the elegant and expensive clothing and jewelry on her body. Xie Huiyin guessed that this person had a high status, so he knelt down to greet him.

She claimed to be Ying Yisheng's junior sister, and came to visit her senior brother. Xie Huiyin had just come from the cave where Ying Yisheng was trapped, and she knew that the man was covered with ice silkworms and was in a mess. Nu Liu witnessed this scene, so she lied: "The culprit was sentenced by the Patriarch himself to confinement. The disciple's status is low, so it's hard to make a decision. If the senior sister wants to visit, please ask for a handwritten letter from the Patriarch."

The girl was also sensible, so it was easy for Xie Huiyin to thank her, so she only gave Xie Huiyin the basket of daily necessities for washing and washing.

He hugged the basket, because he seldom talked to such a beautiful woman, he was a little shy: "Dare to ask senior sister what's her name? I'll tell Senior Brother Yisheng if I'm better."

The girl saluted gracefully: "Please, little brother. All you need to say is that it was sent by Ah Wan."

When the girl turned and ran away, Xie Huiyin was still in a daze, staring blankly at his own toes, unable to recover.

—— Ah Wan?Could it be the Patriarch's daughter Gong Wan?

It's not that Xie Huiyin didn't know about Ying Yisheng's engagement with Gongwan, but these days, he only heard Ying Yige mentioned by Ying Yisheng, but he didn't even say a word about this fiancée, so Xie Huiyin almost forgot The existence of this person who should have been closest to Ying Yisheng was eliminated.

Carrying the bamboo basket back to the Bingquan Cave, Ying Yisheng was talking to the water, Xie Huiyin knew that he would not be able to get close to him for an hour or two, so he put down the basket, sat cross-legged on the futon, holding a cup of hot water. Hot crude tea, looking at Ying Yisheng from a distance.

...like looking at a deity that cannot be violated at will.

Xie Huiyin doesn't know why he thinks this way, just like he doesn't know why those crimson bead three-eyed ice silkworms like Ying Yisheng's flesh and blood so much, he only knows that Ying Yisheng lived in Bingquan Cave for three years. Months later, the only person who still didn't go crazy.

One night, when he inspected the holes, he found Ying Yisheng lying on the ground, gasping, half of his shoulders were eaten away, only a few bright red tendons were attached to the bones.

...how...what to do?It's going to kill someone!

Xie Huiyin was so frightened that he could not speak, so he simply dropped the lantern in his hand, mobilized his spiritual power, and the ice silkworms nearby were lured by the aroma of the food, and crawled onto Xie Huiyin's body rustlingly.

In this way, Xie Huiyin shared at least three or four out of ten of the insect bites for Ying Yisheng.

The lantern that fell on the side gradually burned to ashes, the swarm of insects had eaten enough, and slowly receded, Xie Huiyin collapsed on the ground, trembling with pain, opened his eyes in a daze, but did not know when Ying Yisheng had already sat down. Standing up, only the bone-strewn right arm was gradually growing new tendons and muscles. The pink flesh was jumping and jumping. Xie Huiyin was startled when he saw it. When he turned around, he was shocked by the strong smell of blood on his body. Forced to gag.

...He only came this once, and he felt that he had walked before the gate of hell.

Just think about it, some people have to suffer from this insect bite every day for several months, Xie Huiyin can't help but tremble.

While his ears were ringing in pain, he heard Ying Yisheng's indifferent ridicule: "Why are you so useless, no wonder you can only come to see the prison door after being in the Gong family for so long."

Xie Huiyin felt ashamed, struggled a few times but couldn't get up, so she raised her face and smiled apologetically at Yisheng.

Ying Yisheng had already sat up, with his left leg propped up, his left elbow resting on his knee, looking at Xie Huiyin wriggling like a worm on the ground, he clicked his tongue twice: "It's just that this trash chicken looks like Yi Ge. gone."

... Xie Huiyin, who was lying on the ground and unable to get up again, suddenly felt a little happy.

He has always been ignored by others, and he is often said to be sent here to hone his mind because of his lack of spiritual root and weakness. There are so many similarities between people.

This subtle emotion kept him happy for days.

Time is like running water for Xie Huiyin, who doesn't care about world affairs and lives only listening to screams and screams all day long. He sends vegetables, meat, water and rice to prisoners every day, pretends not to know when they are struggling and screams, and finds out some mental conditions Still good people chat, half a year passed like this.

The person who came to take care of Ying Yisheng during this period was not only Gong Wan, but also a fair and handsome senior brother who was full of style, but when Ying Yisheng's name was mentioned, his expression was always uneasy, and when he was asked, he always asked about him. How is his spirit? Did he lose his mind and go crazy? After getting a negative answer, his complexion would become even more ugly, and when he left, it would be as if he was fleeing, which made Xie Huiyin puzzled.

However, the day of Ying Yisheng's release is getting closer.

Xie Huiyin was very reluctant to part with him, because the few disciples who came in after him were all insane.

Every night, the Bingquan Cave was always full of crazy talk, which made Xie Huiyin toss and turn, unable to rest his pillow.

Sometimes, he felt that in such an environment, he would sooner or later be insane. However, after inspecting the prison cave over and over again, he found that among those eyes that were difficult to focus, there was still a pair of clear eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. Looking at myself carefully, it doesn't feel bad.

Early in the morning when the half-year period ended, Gong Wan, who would visit here every ten months, held a bouquet of small flowers still stained with mountain dew, and wandered outside the Bingquan Valley. After greeting her, Xie Huiyin took the A roll of unsealed spells written on sheepskin, recited word by word reluctantly.

The only normal person is leaving him.

Since he went to Wuxian Mountain, the person who talked to him the most is leaving.

Ying Yisheng sat in the same place with his clothes on, looking at Xie Huiyin with a smile on his face, staring at Xie Huiyin very nervously, and made several mistakes in a row, so he had to grit his teeth and start over again.

Following the complicated incantations, the spell seal gradually disappeared. Xie Huiyin put down his hands, stepped aside, and knelt down respectfully: "Disciple congratulates Sect Master, please walk slowly."

Ying Yisheng stood up and walked out of the cave.

When walking past him, Ying Yisheng stopped.

Xie Huiyin buried his head even lower, he always felt that today's Ying Yisheng was different from the past, but he couldn't tell exactly what was different.

He saw a hand spread out in front of his eyes, followed by Ying Yi's lightly joking tone: "Follow me. I don't need you here."

Just like that, Xie Huiyin was led out of Bingquan Cave by Ying Yisheng.

As he walked up the stairs that he had never climbed before, Xie Huiyin's heart was increasingly filled with panic.

……How to do.

He knew about Ying Yige's body being burned, and during the past six months of chatting, he discovered that Ying Yisheng had always insisted that his brother was not dead, but was seriously injured.

Looking at Ying Yisheng's shining eyes, Xie Huiyin's heart beat faster and faster, pounding his chest up and down, making it hard for him to breathe.

It was approaching, the main entrance of Wuxian Mountain, Yuntai Road, Ying Yisheng did not go to plead guilty to the master who was in the Fengzu Hall, but went back to the Wuyu Pavilion directly.

…Enter the courtyard, step on the steps, push open the door that has been cleaned, and step over the threshold.

Gong Wan and Xie Huiyin stopped at the door together, both of them showed tacit panic.

After about a dozen seconds, the door of Wuyu Pavilion was opened again, and there was an equally dazed and flustered response standing at the door.

Xie Huiyin's familiar luster shone in his eyes.

He looked too much, it was the gaze of a man about to go mad, with despair as dark as quicksilver in it.

Ying Yisheng murmured to Gong Wan: "... Where is my brother?"

This simple sentence made Xie Huiyin, who was used to hearing people's miserable howls, seem to hear the most miserable voice in the world.

Ying Yisheng turned back and asked Xie Huiyin, "Where's my brother?"

Gong Wan was a little flustered, she pulled Ying Yisheng's sleeve, with an expression of about to cry: "Brother Sheng, Junior Brother Yige has already passed away, the deceased is already dead, don't feel too uncomfortable, it will hurt your body... "

He let Gong Wan pull on him, his eyes were sad: "Where are the bones? My brother's injury is still not healed, and the bones are still exposed..."

Gong Wan's tears fell, she and Ying Yige grew up together, and treated him like her own younger brother, and it was sad to mention his death: "...The bones of Junior Brother Yige have been incinerated by my father. I collected the ashes and put them in a sandalwood box..."

She pointed to the red sandalwood box placed on the main table of Wuyu Pavilion, and Ying Yisheng glanced at the box as if sleepwalking, walked over like sleepwalking, picked up the box, and held it in her hand. After a second, it suddenly fell, and the white ash inside exploded and scattered all over the ground.

Gong Wan was quite frightened, but she didn't dare to cry out to make him sad, she just bit her lip and sobbed endlessly.

Xie Huiyin stared blankly at Ying Yisheng, and Ying Yisheng stared at the dead white ashes.

Ying Yisheng's palm tightened.

In the palm of his hand, he held a luminous ball of light that he had fed insects for half a year and finally controlled the swarm. Perhaps it had the effect of the living dead, flesh and bones. He just laughed at Yan Yan's Yi song.

... But, Yi Ge, where are your bones?