It's Shadow Guard and Bai Yueguang [Rebirth]

Ever since his master taught him how to use the long sword, in the past two months, Fu Shi has been getting up early and late at night, and even woke up in the middle of the night with sword manuals in his mind. Then sleep.

At the end of winter and the beginning of spring, the wooden sword he was waving in his hand already had some appearance.

"Overheard, Master will come out of the mountain again almost in mid-spring, it seems that he is going to Beijing."

At night, Fu Shijiu was practicing sword in the yard, when the voice of his junior brother came from beside him.

He put down the stone sword and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Fu Shijiu: "It's only a few days, I have to learn the remaining sword skills quickly, and then practice slowly. Tomorrow I have to get up early and go down the mountain to collect medicine for the big brother..."

"I'll go with senior brother." Xiao Shijiu said quickly without waiting for Fu Shijiu to finish.

"It's so cold, why are you suffering with me? Frozen and hungry, and I have to worry about being bitten by snakes or meeting wild animals. I wish I could sleep more—" Fu Shijiu hadn't finished speaking when he suddenly noticed his junior brother's left wrist. The scars on his face were not from martial arts practice, nor from bad writing and hitting the board. "What's wrong with your hand?"

"nothing--"

Fu Shijiu didn't wait for the younger brother to finish speaking, he grabbed the younger brother's left hand first, and rolled up his sleeve without saying a word.

I saw blood, knife marks, and other unexplained injuries mixed together on the originally skinny and thin arms, some of which were still bleeding pus.

"Who hit it?" After Fu Shijiu finished speaking, he bent down to pick up the stone sword on the ground, and held it tightly.

Ever since this junior was introduced, perhaps due to his congenital disability, he has received special attention from his master and senior senior brother, especially the senior senior brother, who loves and loves this junior junior brother with inconvenient legs and feet.That day Fu Nian stole the pie for him, the elder brother not only didn't reprimand him when he found out, but instead gave Fu Nian more sweets and meat every day, so that Fu Nian could eat more so that he could grow taller and stronger.

Based on the friendship that most of the food went into his stomach, it was impossible for Fu Shijiu to sit idly by and ignore his junior brother.

"Don't tell me? If you don't tell me, I'll ask now!"

"Don't, don't, don't," Little Twenty hurriedly stopped him when he saw this, "If you continue to cause trouble, Master will not only punish you for collecting medicine every day, but also for cleaning the toilet. Last time you fell...and washed for a long time, Have you forgotten about the waste of two cans of rose water? I dare not tell you because I am afraid that you will stand out for me again." After speaking, Xiao Shi could not help frowning.

What happened not long ago can still be vividly remembered. The senior brother stood up for him. Although he was deeply moved, he took a bath for the senior brother who fell into the cesspit... He insisted on choosing one of the two, and Xiao Shi would rather be bullied by his classmates.

Fu Shijiu: "Then I won't be impulsive. If you tell me who bullies you, I'll write it down first. Anyway, Master will be out of the mountain in less than half a month. Eldest brother has trouble with his legs and feet, and he can't restrain me. If he punishes me, I don't have to do it." .”

"Last time you also said that you were not impulsive."

Fu Nineteen: ...

"Follow senior brother to get up early and go out to collect medicines, and nothing will happen. It just so happened that I got some coins from senior brother these days. When we collect medicine tomorrow, let's slip to the town, eat some sugar water, and get what senior brother said he wanted last time." I bought some medical books and scripts along the way."

Medical books and story books.

Hearing this condition, Fu Shijiu couldn't help being moved, and for a moment he forgot to avenge his junior brother.

Just as Fu Shijiu was about to agree, suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his back.

Suddenly being beaten, Fu Shijiu bared his teeth and shouted, "Who? No eyes?"

After shouting, he turned around.

Seeing the slender figure of a man in the dark, holding a sword in one hand, his face was solemn.

"Master." In an instant, the arrogant arrogance subsided, and he knelt on the ground with a "plop".While kneeling on the ground, Fu Shijiu glanced at the junior brother next to him, and was also hit by a stick, but he didn't make a sound, and was lying on the ground struggling to get up.

"It's quite powerful. I think my brother's legs and feet are inconvenient, so I can't cure you, right?" The man's voice was cold and indifferent. After speaking, he glanced at Xiao Shi, who was still unable to get up on the ground. What's the first one? You haven't forgotten it since you just got started, right?"

Little Twenty gritted his teeth, rubbed his shoulders, and said in a low voice: "Teachers and brothers should get along politely, but they should not be too close, and they are not allowed to form cliques in private, cover each other, and are not allowed to hide anything from the master. Did not go out Before the mission, there should be no private money..."

After speaking, he saw Master stretching out his hand to him.

Little Twenty didn't say a word, and obediently handed in the kit on her body.

"Brother treats you so well, I hope you can remember the family rules," the man tucked his purse into his sleeves, and turned his gaze back to Fu Shijiu, "Weren't you crazy just now?"

Fu Nineteen: ...

He could feel the anger in the man's eyes, which could burn him to ashes at any time.

While sweating coldly, suddenly, a soft voice came from the inner courtyard, "Brother Fu? Did those little guys get into trouble again?" Accompanied by the creaking sound of the wheelchair.

In an instant, Fu Shijiu felt the furious eyes on his head shrink.

"Where can they cause any trouble, I'll go back immediately." The man's voice became softer in an instant, and after laughing, he came back and shouted at Fu Shijiu, "Today is the last night you can sleep well. After finishing the medicine, come to the study to receive the punishment." After finishing speaking, he grabbed the little scorpion on the ground, "Let the dumb aunt help you pack your things later, and move to the inner courtyard later, no one will bully you, go."

After the man finished speaking, he held a sword in one hand and Fu Tian in the other, and walked quickly towards the inner courtyard, "Brother, it's cold in the night, what are you doing here..."

"..."

"...Tell me to go back and push the wheelchair, what are you doing by yourself?"

"..."

Watching the gate of the inner courtyard close, Fu Shijiu punched the tree trunk expressionlessly.

Most of the time, he would be delighted to have Master's attention.But occasionally, like now, I resent this man.

In the early morning of the next day, Fu Shijiu deliberately dawdled with the medicine basket on his back, and walked out unhurriedly.

Anyway, it was too late to collect the medicine, and it was the master and senior brother who were anxious. He would be punished anyway, so it was better to smash the jar.

As soon as he walked out of the living courtyard, Fu Shijiu heard the sound of trotting footsteps behind him.

The steps are very small, obviously a child about his size.

He turned around and found that it was the younger brother dragging his prosthetic limb, staggering after him, "Little Xen?" Last night, Little Xen didn't share a room with them, and he should have moved to the inner courtyard where the master and senior brother lived.

"Senior Brother Nineteen!" Xiao Yan's voice was still hoarse, but there was a hint of excitement in his tone.After speaking, he handed the wallet to Fu Shijiu, "Here!"

"What?" Fu Shijiu took it, took it apart, and was stunned.

Such scraps of silver... In the past, his family's annual harvest was less than half of these.

Xiao Shi hurriedly explained, "Master confiscated it yesterday, and senior brother secretly stuffed it back for me. I'm going out right now. I don't need the money, let senior brother keep it."

Fu Shijiu: "Going out?"

Xiao Twenty: "Yesterday I secretly heard from Master that this time I went out of the mountain to Beijing to go to the palace to meet the emperor, and I wanted to bring a disciple with me. It was just right to take me with me because I didn't have a right leg and The right hand can restrict my actions at any time."

The second half of the sentence extinguished Fu Shijiu's original flame of envy.

"He said this to the senior brother. He told me that he brought me to Beijing because he liked me and saw that I was talented." Having said that, the little twenty bowed his head, "Although the master is very good to me,... I I don’t like Master very much, and I don’t want to go.” After speaking, he added, “I know I can’t let Master hear, so I only tell my brother.”

Fu Shijiu hurriedly answered, "I'm sure I won't say anything."

Ever since his family was ruined overnight and he came to Yaoyuemen, he didn't trust anyone, even he had reservations about his master. As it should be, none of his fellowmen trusted him.

Xiao Shi is an exception.

He thought for a while, then asked again, "I usually have a bad temper, does it mean that Xiao Shi doesn't like me too?"

"No. I like senior brother the most." Xiao Shian replied without hesitation, "Although master is good to me, he is also good to other fellow students. Senior brother is different. Senior brother is only good to me, so I like senior brother the most. .”

Even though his words were childish, Fu Shijiu was vaguely aware of the dependence in his junior's tone.

Xiao Yan continued, "We will leave probably the day after tomorrow. There will be no accidents in these two days. Master should be taking care of senior brother. Even if you are punished, there will be no kung fu supervisor. After leaving, I will not be able to look after you. Also I don’t know when I’ll be back, I heard that there are many interesting gadgets in the capital, I’ll bring them back to Senior Brother when the time comes…”

On the way of collecting medicine, he heard his junior brother chatting with him.

He seemed to understand a little bit why the master didn't allow them to form cliques, and even contacting secrets was forbidden.

With the comfort brought by fellow disciples licking each other's wounds, the stingy care given by the master will not be so coveted.

"That's right, the swordsmanship has been accomplished a little bit, and it happens to be the age to take on the mission."

When the last move fell, Fu Shijiu heard the senior brother's appreciation from the side of the wheelchair.

He put his sword back into its sheath, and cupped his fists respectfully, "Thank you for your teaching, senior brother."

After saluting, he stood up straight again.

It was early spring again, and he had already grown into a half-grown young master.The facial features are now more stunning than when he was a child, even with a straight face, his brows and eyes are always smiling.If you can't see the sword, you think you are a descendant of a scholarly family. You can't tell that you are a rude martial artist, let alone a villain who kills to make money.

"The next time Xiao Twelve goes on a mission, follow him. You will leave the day after tomorrow and go to northern Xinjiang. Xiao Twelve, the target of the assassination, will explain to you. You must listen carefully and study carefully. One day in the future you will I went out by myself." The elder brother still spoke in a leisurely manner, and after finishing speaking, he moved the wheelchair towards the inner courtyard and motioned Fu Shijiu to follow.

Fu Shijiu knew that the other party was asking him to bring medicine.

Over the years, he had a little insight into medical books, and the elder brother occasionally taught him some poisonous and medicinal techniques unique to his master. He discovered that not all the medicines that the elder brother often took were for legs.

There is a medicine that is particularly vicious. According to the records in the book, it has the effect of calming the nerves during labor pains, but after a long time, the memory will be confused, and even part of the memory will be lost.

Although the elder brother often suffers from leg pains, he is far from using such an analgesic with such a large side effect.

Fu Shijiu warmed up the medicine, brought it into the study steadily, and asked casually, "Brother, can I ask you a question?"

After getting the answer, Fu Shijiu asked cautiously, "What's the matter with your legs? I've read a lot of medical books over the years, and I feel that if I want to get a cure, I have to ask the reason. This is offensive."

He vaguely remembered that a long time ago, Xiao Shian told him that he overheard the senior brother yelling at the master, saying that the legs were caused by the master.

"My leg? It can't be cured. There are inherent factors in it. Master is the noble person I was destined for. He raised me from childhood to adulthood, and never left me until the onset of the disease." His expression was very peaceful, and he didn't shy away from it at all.

Fu Shijiu: "Didn't he be poisoned?"

"Little Nineteen, what are you talking about?" The elder brother asked in confusion.

Fu Nineteen: ...

His memory couldn't be wrong.

Even though what Xiao Hen told him was false, but many years ago he looked through the diary of his elder brother, and it was obvious that he was murdered.

"You're not, you fell in love with a certain woman before, and you couldn't get what you asked for, so..."

"How is it possible? I have always been loyal to Brother Fu. No one is more important than Brother Fu. Why can't I ask for a woman? Little Nineteen, what's wrong with you?"

"I have a fever." Fu Shijiu rubbed his forehead to cover up his embarrassment.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Fu Shijiu found a clumsy excuse and left the elder brother.

On the day of the mission, Fu Shijiu was forced to go on the road with his senior brother who bullied him every day when he was a child.

Although he has grown a lot taller than when he first started, but in front of his senior brother, this small body is still a little thin.

In order not to attract attention on the road, they all changed into casual clothes.

Fu Shijiu looked at the moon-white robe on his body, and then at the mirror.

With this appearance and this appearance, no one would doubt his real occupation.

"That's right, little nineteen. You're much more presentable than when you were a child. Back then, you would hide in the bed and cry after you fetched us water and washed our socks every day. You deliberately pretended to be deaf and dumb when you asked you to add charcoal basins. Just like we bullied you."

Hearing the unkind voice, Fu Shijiu no longer yelled like before, but just smiled slightly, "It's hard for Brother Twelve to remember these old things."

"Wipe the blade later, bring food and water, and we will arrive in northern Xinjiang tomorrow. Follow me then, if something happens, I will not save you, at most, I will take your head back and bury it in the distant gate Back Mountain."

Facing the contemptuous tone, Fu Shijiu still smiled, "Please give me some advice, brother."

"There is nothing to advise. Taking a junior brother on a mission is basically like taking a handyman. After so many years, too many people died when they were traveling with an elder for the first time... By the way, it was the first time to do it. Killing people, if you mess up your plan because you are afraid of screaming, don't blame me for killing relatives."

Fu Shijiu didn't speak any more.

They were all picked up, and some of them were indeed young masters with prominent positions before their families were destroyed. Even if they fell, their arrogance would not diminish.

He didn't know the original family background of the twelfth senior brother, nor was he curious, but kept silent, willingly playing the role of this "handyman".

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's my fault. I was slow to let the twelfth senior brother..." When I returned to the master's gate, it was already autumn, and it was rare that the master was there. Seeing the master and the senior brother, Fu Shijiu finally Unable to hold back anymore, he burst into tears, "The journey is far away, and the disciple is incompetent, so I can only bury the senior brother on the spot... Because the senior brother said before his death that he wanted his soul to return to Yaoyuemen, so he cut off a hand..." Before he finished speaking, sobbing and crying replaced the words.

Fu Shijiu put that hand on the ground and wiped away his tears with his dirty sleeve.

The blood on his body had dried up and turned hard. He was born beautiful, even if he cried, he was pitiful.

"Mission, the mission is completed. The businessman's ears and heart are in the box..." After crying for a while, Fu Shijiu said intermittently.

The man who had been standing on the edge of the wheelchair with a straight face all the time heard "mission completed", and his tense face became softer, "You did a good job. Let's go, Master, wash the blood off your body first, and sleep well." Jue, let me stew a duck for you. Little Twelve...is a child with extraordinary talents, it's a pity, but it's not your fault."

Hearing Master's rare soft voice coaxing him, Fu Shijiu restrained his crying.

Standing in the bathtub and letting the master wash the blood for him, he stopped breathing completely.

The brand mark on the arm is very obvious. It was burned by himself when he was apprenticed to the teacher.

"From now on, my Zhu'er will be a young man on his own, and he can't cry so embarrassingly anymore, you know?" The man also saw the marks on his arm.

The child with thin skin and tender flesh back then is now covered in scars and bruises all over his body.

After Fu Shijiu put on his underwear, he sat on the couch with Shijiu and carefully applied the medicine, "I'm really excited to see you coming back after completing the task, but seeing you hurt like this , and my heart aches to death. Back then, I picked you up, taught you how to use swordsmanship, and taught you how to read characters. I did nothing wrong in these things, and I finally responded. Zhu'er will become more and more powerful in the future..."

Bamboo...

Hearing this long-lost address, Fu Shijiu paused.

This was his original name, and he only mentioned it when he first met Master.

Obviously, I don't spend much time with Master throughout the year.

But the master can always remember many small details, which makes him feel that he is always remembered by the master.