Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

"I remembered, I have seen that person's face, I have actually seen him!"

In the carriage, Jun Ziyou's ears were still slightly reddish, it was unknown whether it was because he hadn't exhausted the effort just now, or the temperature in the carriage was too high, making his hands, who were always physically weak, sweat thinly.

Xiao Beicheng held his hand and wiped away the cold sweat that might cause pain in his wound. Knowing that his hands and feet were also cold due to the injury and blood loss, it would be difficult for him to warm his palm, so he interlocked his fingers together. He approached the charcoal brazier.

The warmth and companionship made Junzi You feel at ease, and he said very frankly: "That was the closest I was to death."

The countless times of poisonous hair in the past have already made Junziyou used to the pain. He even felt that death was such a common feeling. Once he gritted his teeth and kicked his legs, he went to another world, and he didn't feel much.

But at that time, he had just left the capital by feigning death, and he witnessed Xiao Beicheng's deep love for him and his grief. Cowardly, fearing the coming of death.

He didn't dare to think about what kind of pain and despair that person would have to bear after the fake show came true, and he couldn't bear to give up the rest of his life holding hands with that person.

He can't, absolutely can't die!

Jun Ziyou squeezed Xiao Beicheng's hand tightly with a wry smile, he raised his eyes to look at the man, with indescribable sadness flowing in his eyes, "Maybe this passage before recalling it will make you sad, but now that I remember it, I think I would like to take this opportunity to convey to you my truest emotions at that time... In fact, the parting of life and death in Suyun Temple was not a whim of mine. At that time, I was only one step away from death. What I said to you, what I expressed to you Emotions all come from the heart...Qing Jue, I have never lied to you, I have never betrayed my feelings for you."

Xiao Beicheng pinched the back of his slightly stiff hand, and said softly: "I know, I never complained."

If he had been alienated from what happened back then, he would not have accepted the gentleman who "resurrected from the dead" so easily.

Or, that person's "death" is always an unreal memory for him, and he has been deliberately avoiding everything related to it. In his heart, his lover has never left him.

"Before I left the capital, I saw you who was distraught for me, sitting slumped on the stone steps in the mountains, like a lost child, so I made up my mind to return to Beijing immediately once I found out my life experience and the past. Go back On the way to Gusu, for some reason, my identity was exposed, and a group of killers who came out of nowhere attacked me, but they did not kill me, but drove me to Jiangling. I discovered by accident I started the investigation only after I found traces that my father had been here, now that I think about it, this is a planned guide..."

He took a deep breath and let out a long breath, "The old couple who took in my father and mother should not be an illusion caused by my confused memory. Following the instructions of my neighbors, I found the place standing in the lonely mountain. The barren mound without the stele, that should be the resting place of my birth mother."

"There, what did you encounter?"

Jun Ziyou caressed his chest unconsciously, as if he had lingering fears in his heart, before he could figure out how to speak, his breathing quickened again.

Xiao Beicheng raised his bangs with one hand, supported his forehead, and kissed his lips.

During the exchange of breaths, Jun Ziyou couldn't breathe too much, and the frequency of his chest heaving gradually stabilized. When the man withdrew, there were only a few lingering coughs to witness the false alarm just now.

"Don't force it. If you don't think of it, we can still check it. There will always be results. Why bother yourself."

"No, it's not the same... After passing this village, I may never have the courage to recall it again."

Junziyou took a few deep breaths, trying to adjust the rapid heartbeat, "In my life, the poisonous disease has never been so severe, so fatal. The piercing pain spread from the depths of the bone marrow to all the limbs, making me kneel on my knees. In front of my mother's grave, I didn't even have the strength to stand up..."

"Is it a relapse, or someone did something to you."

"I think it's a relapse, because when I fled the capital, my condition was already very bad. Usually, Jiang Yanqing's medicine can relieve the symptoms only by taking it when the poison occurs. In those days, I have to take one every hour, otherwise The seven orifices will bleed profusely."

Thinking of the situation at that time, Jun Ziyou buried his face in his palms overwhelmed, "I spent the darkest period of my life in a daze, and for a few days, I was waiting to die in a dark tomb... Actually I didn't superstitiously believe in my father's loyalty to his biological mother, Qian Shi, and subconsciously felt that he was hiding something."

His narration began to be incoherent, Xiao Beicheng thought, maybe it wasn't that he didn't want to express clearly, but that his memory was also in a state of confusion, and even he himself couldn't figure it out.

Jun Ziyou inserted his fingers into his hair and held his head, looking decadent and collapsed, "I don't know where I am. According to my own guess, I probably fell into the tomb by accident while looking for clues around the tomb. At that time, I only had a bottle of medicine and a jug of wine on me. Sometimes I woke up, and sometimes I fell asleep. Every time I woke up, it was because the stagnant blood clots blocked my nose and throat, making it difficult for me to breathe, and I had to wake up... "

Xiao Beicheng embraced his shoulders, pulled his hand down, revealing a pair of red eyes.

He kissed away the tears in the man's eyes, rubbed his back, and comforted him softly: "Don't be afraid, it's over, I'm here, be good."

"I don't remember how many times I woke up... Just when my medicine bottle was empty and I could only wait to die, someone came and took me away. I couldn't even open my eyes at that time, and the weight of my whole body was on that People... yes, that’s the detail! I can be sure that there is only one person who took me away, detoxified me, and took care of me from the beginning to the end.”

Junziyou clenched his hands into fists, and the tingling sensation forced his mind to clear up. At that moment, it seemed that something tightened, which shocked his whole body.

He stared at his right hand on the splint, and made a conclusion for a long time: "Yes, there is only one person. When I fell, my right arm should have suffered a broken bone. That person seemed to tell me exactly the same as Jiang Yanqing. If it is...'crunchy', 'breaks when you touch it'... and so on."

If the bone has been injured in the past, there is a high chance that it will recur after the impact.

Originally, Xiao Beicheng thought that even if he fell from the height of the secret room of Ye Mansion, he would not be able to fall like this, but if Junziyou's radius had already been damaged, it is very likely that a secondary trauma was caused. It also explained the doubts at that time.

"My right arm was broken, and the man was supporting me on the left side. I remember very clearly...I was taken to an unknown house by him. I don't know how long I fell into a coma. I understand. From the beginning to the end, my eyes were covered with a black cloth, and I couldn't see the surrounding scenery at all, so it is very likely that everyone deliberately instilled my false image in the image of thatched cottage."

"Then how did you guess the identity of the other party?"

"sound."

Jun Ziyou raised his head, staring at the dancing candles, his expression seemed a little lonely, it was the disappointment of a patient who had almost lost all senses, relying on his only sense of hearing to grasp at straws.

"I remember his voice... I don't think he deliberately guided me to the image of the 'old man'. It was the image projected by the fusion of my remaining memories and the stories he forcibly instilled in me. Following this Thinking back, I screened all the people around me, and there was only one person who was the most suspicious."

With tea on his fingertips, he wrote the word "Tao" on Xiao Beicheng's palm.

In fact, Jun Ziyou is not good at dealing with elders, even Su Qinghe's father, Su Lian, avoids him as much as he can, and has never said a few words since he was a child. There are only a handful of them.

——The Taoist Master Qingchen.

The Taoist chief of Su Yunguan is also one of the insiders who provided key clues in the wolf demon case.

But he is neither a Taoist sage with outstanding talents in medicine, nor has any grievances with Junziyou or Lin Xici, and has no reason to chase Jiangling, could it be...

A dangerous and bold guess emerged from the bottom of Xiao Beicheng's heart.

"If Hua Bushi is Jiang Wuhan's successor, the biggest problem is that he was unable to monitor and stop Si Ye's violent personality from doing evil when he was young. Then after Jiang Wuhan passed away, someone must cover it secretly for him. Observing Si Ye's every move, Daoist Qingchen's age and identity are completely consistent."

"...Are you trying to say that the clean and dignified atmosphere of the family can suppress Si Ye's evil thoughts of harming people and killing people?" Jun Ziyou blinked his eyes, obviously feeling that this statement was unreliable, and subconsciously wanted to do something for Qing. Daoist Master Chen excused himself.

——He didn't know the reason for doing this, or what he was avoiding.

During the conversation, the carriage had already reached the foot of the mountain, Xiao Beicheng got off the carriage first, opened the heavy curtain with one hand, stretched the other hand into the carriage, held Junziyou's wrist, and helped him down.

Shen Ci opened his mouth, and swallowed the words very consciously. He is no longer a child who doesn't know anything. At least he knows that the master can't disturb their elegant mood when they are together. He went to a secluded place to feed the horses, and blew the whistle again, signaling to the hidden guards of the palace who followed him to hide in the mountains and forests, and patrol to see if any suspicious persons appeared.

Xiao Beicheng didn't say much, his eyes were filled with approval, and Shen Ci also winked at him.

Back then, he also witnessed the parting of the lovers. Now that he revisited the old place, he naturally hoped that they could erase the regrets of that time. Thinking of this, he retreated a little wisely.

"One day after that, when I finally regained my consciousness, that person was no longer there. When I was in a coma, he transferred me to an inn in Jiangling. I insisted that I lodged in the store by myself. Their reactions did not seem to be false, so I also doubted whether my own memory was confused."

Jun Ziyou tapped his forehead, he seemed a little frustrated because he couldn't think of any useful clues, Xiao Beicheng took his hand, and was about to say a word of comfort, when he felt the abnormality coming from behind.

Turning around suddenly, a black figure was standing on a dozen steps, quietly watching the two uninvited guests.

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