It's Shadow Guard and Bai Yueguang [Rebirth]

"Nineteen, follow me south in two days. This time is not a travel mission, so you don't need to bring so many hidden weapons and bags."

Fu Shijiu was facing the ledger outside when suddenly Master's voice came from behind him.

He hurriedly put down the ledger in his hand, turned his head, "Going south in two days? Is there something urgent?"

A few days ago, he just received a letter from his junior brother from Beijing, entrusting him to bring more wound medicine from the teacher's door when he goes to Beijing next time, and the private money he hid under the roof tiles.

Little Twenty, who has always had no desire for property, suddenly asked for money. Fu Shijiu's first reaction was that the younger brother was having a hard time in the palace. He was planning to visit him in the next few days. He just handed in the paperwork for going out this morning. In the afternoon, Master He said that he would take him south in two days.

"Yeah." The man didn't answer directly, but only affirmed Fu Shijiu's question.

Fu Shijiu hesitated.

"Did Little Twenty also write to you? Said that it was difficult to move in the palace, Yueyin was squeezed hard, and money was so tight that it was no longer possible to maintain the surveillance mission's personal contacts and prosthetic repairs? I have already contacted my friends in Beijing. Next time he goes to Beijing with the Lord, we will give him more money and relief."

Xiao Shi also wrote to Master?

Also, it is right to seek help from Master first.Although he knew it was right, this sense of loss of "not being the only one needed" was enough to dampen Fu Shijiu's enthusiasm for visiting Beijing.

Out of trust, he didn't ask Master again for confirmation, "It turned out that Xiao Yan had already told Master, and I thought he was only with me..." Fu Shijiu smiled awkwardly when he said this, "Master has already taken care of it. That’s fine, I also said to visit him in two days, but now it seems unnecessary.”

Hearing this sentence, an imperceptible smile flashed across the man's face.

Naturally, Fu Shijiu didn't catch it, and continued to look at the ledger depressedly.

Obviously, in the past, Xiaoshi would give priority to talking to him about matters, and he would only talk to the master when he had to. He always thought that he had more Xiaoshi's trust than the master.

"Then I'll go down the mountain and go to the city first to make up for some daily necessities. I'll be counting on you for the next two days."

"Master, don't worry." Fu Shijiu hurriedly got up, saluted respectfully, and sent Master away.

Forget it, anyway, I will go south with Master in a few days, although I don't know what to do, but judging from Master's non-serious expression, it should be a relatively easy trip.

It was night, and the master hadn't come back yet. Fu Shijiu finished arranging the evening training for the younger brothers and sisters, and then went to the inner courtyard to serve meals and medicines for the elder brother.

Through the curtain, Fu Shijiu faintly saw the figure in the wheelchair fiddle with something beside the desk.

He didn't bother, just put down the tray lightly, and exited straight away.

Before walking out of the door of the inner courtyard, suddenly, there was a crisp sound of a porcelain bowl falling to the ground inside the house.

Fu Shijiu turned his head, just in time to see the elder brother angrily cleaning up everything on the table with his arms, including the soup and food brought in just now.

"Brother?" Fu Shijiu ran back and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

Eldest brother looked up and saw that it was Fu Shijiu, his face full of anger restrained instantly, and he smiled softly, "So it was Xiao Shijiu, I thought it was Brother Fu coming. It's nothing, I accidentally knocked it over, I'll add it to you." Trouble."

Fu Shijiu was suspicious of this "carelessness".

Just now, he clearly saw the elder brother throw these porcelains to the ground in a rage.

He didn't dare to ask too much, since the elder brother couldn't stand up at all, although he was still as gentle as before, he was much more dull.

Fu Shijiu silently went out to look for baskets, and was about to come in to pack them up.

But when he came back again, he happened to see blood dripping from his hands and arms, and the scarlet liquid dripped into the small medicine bottle bit by bit along his fair skin.

"Senior brother!" Fu Shijiu hurried forward to stop him, and snatched the pieces of the porcelain bowl from the senior brother's hand.

"What are you doing?" Fu Shijiu saw that the gash on his brother's hand was still bleeding, so he quickly found gauze to stop the bleeding, "You are——"

"Dead spirit incense. A lot of blood is needed as an introduction. On weekdays, Brother Fu is very strict with me and doesn't allow me to touch any sharp objects." After the senior brother finished speaking, he looked up at Fu Shijiu, "Don't make a fuss, This bit of blood has no effect on me, let alone life-threatening."

Fu Shijiu breathed a sigh of relief.

"What is the incense of death?"

"It's a kind of strange secret art. It uses human blood to make incense, which can record life experience, but the price is to exchange for Yangshou, so it is listed as a secret art. This is one of the reasons why Brother Fu doesn't allow me to make it. I'm afraid I injected too many memories into the Undead Fragrance, so I died."

In exchange for Yangshou?

Fu Shijiu was a little startled.

Although he knew that his master had always been good at this kind of unique art of dunjia, but he rarely taught them, this is the first time he heard that there is such a thing.

"Don't worry, I don't have much Yangshou left, so it doesn't matter if I share a little more with the Undead Incense."

That said, I was even more worried.

Fu Shijiu was more inclined to think that the elder brother was trying to scare him. After all, it seemed that the elder brother was healthy everywhere except his legs could not walk.

After a moment of silence, the senior brother asked again, "Little Nineteen, you love and trust Master very much, right?"

"Of course. Master raised me up and taught me martial arts poetry and books. I knew that Master had a bad reputation in Jianghu, but he is Master after all. If he treats me well, he is a good person."

The elder brother didn't speak, but just turned back to the table silently, opened the bottle that had just been filled with blood, dug out a piece of ointment from it, put it in a small porcelain cup, and gave it to Fu Shijiu.

Fu Shijiu didn't know why, so he took the porcelain cup.

"Dead Spirit Incense, there are some things in my life in it. Of course, most of the things are related to Brother Fu. When you don't trust Brother Fu so much in the future, you can light it up and have a look," said the elder brother with a little hesitation, " It doesn't rule out that I was an accident in Brother Fu's heart. Only I will receive this kind of "special treatment" that is worse than death. Keep it, and don't tell Brother Fu that I made the necromancer incense, or many innocent people will suffer for it. to the massacre."

"Of course Master is special to you," Fu Shijiu looked at the incense box in his hand in a daze. The elder brother's tone was too gentle. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether he was implying something or was out of monopoly on Master. Yu, "Master has missed you so much for so many years, and the first thing he does when he returns home is to visit you, you—"

"nineteen."

Fu Shijiu just shut up.

"Put it away. When you don't trust Brother Fu, you must light it up and have a look. Please, Nineteen." The elder brother repeated.

"Okay." Fu Shijiu replied dully.

The elder brother explained the specific method of burning incense, and he kept it in his heart.

I went south with my master, and before I reached the Yangtze River, I received letters when I was resting in the posthouse in the evening.

The letter contained an obituary.

Big Brother's obituary.

At the post station, Fu Shijiu looked at his master for a second and said with a smile on his face: My brother is willing to write me a letter on his own initiative!

The next second, holding the sudden obituary, the hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

"Master, Master?" Fu Shijiu saw the obituary that fell on the table, with the bloody handprints of the senior brother on it, a suicide note, and a certain junior sister's beautiful handwriting that recorded the dazzling news of death.

Fu Shijiu saw that the master did not speak, picked up the obituary, and read it carefully.

Died at [-] o'clock in Yinshi, just when it was time to get up for morning training, he opened the door and found the senior brother's wheelchair was placed in front of the threshold of the gate of the courtyard, and the person had climbed out.Sure enough, outside Yaoyue Gate, he soon found long bloodstains dragged out from the worn out legs. Following the bloodstains, he finally found the senior brother who was no longer breathing, less than ten meters away from the boundary marker of Yaoyue Gate. There were traces of beast bites on his abdomen, and his death was horrific. He was holding a piece of bright red paper in the style of a marriage letter, but the words on it were covered with blood, and it had been moldy for a long time, so it was hard to see what was written on it.

"He doesn't want to die by my side..." the man muttered stiffly while holding his temple.

"..." Fu Shijiu didn't know how to comfort her.

Senior brother, it should be very important to Master.

Although he didn't know that there was any kindness or hatred between them, but after so many years, he could feel that Master cherished Senior Brother very much.

"Let's put aside the matter of going south, tomorrow, tomorrow we will return."

Fu Shijiu nodded.

After confirming the return trip, he watched his master order a lot of wine and drank it without saying a word.

His face was bitter, he had never seen this murderous man so devastated.

But even though he was so devastated, he refused to confide a word.

"Master, don't be sad. Eldest brother, he probably just doesn't want you to see sadness." Fu Shijiu suddenly remembered the box of necromancer incense. When making the incense, the elder brother said it was Yangshou's exchange.

At that time, he thought it was a joke, but after only a few days, the elder brother left.

"He...he's been talking about his dying days." Speaking of this, Fu Shijiu stopped abruptly. He remembered that the elder brother had told him that he couldn't tell about the necromancer fragrance, otherwise he would suffer. Many innocent people will also be killed by Master.

"No. Brother, he has always hated me... His legs were poisoned at the time, and he insisted on elope with that lady. In the end, he was hunted down by the lady's family all the way. When I rushed to rescue him, I took only He let him go, but did not take the young lady to escape. In the end, the young lady was arrested and married to a landlord a few months later. Since then, he has held a grudge in his heart. Even if he later recognized him as a foster brother, he would often think of these things Years ago..." Speaking of this, the man's voice was a little choked up, "I didn't take that lady away at the time, just because his legs were poisoned by the lady's natal family. He was infected with this kind of person. If he had known that he would never forget it for so long, he should have brought that young lady out together and fulfilled them."

"It's not Master's fault," Fu Shijiu quickly comforted. After speaking, he saw Master pouring wine into the glass again, "Stop drinking, you've already had enough..."

"Xiao Lingliu is the first apprentice I raised as an adult, the longest and closest brother-in-law who stayed by my side. I can't believe it..." the man said, and drank the liquid in the glass again .

"Master, let's rest first." Fu Shijiu didn't like it, snatched the wine glass from Master's hand, and forcibly pulled Master back, "Master, don't be too sad... You still have me, and many more Brothers and sisters, we love you very much."

"..."

Seeing that the master did not speak, Fu Shijiu walked upstairs step by step with the master on his back.

Master looks tall and tall, but in fact his body is full of muscles and he is very heavy.

When he arrived in the room, Fu Shijiu breathed a sigh of relief, and just about to put Master on the bed, he found that those arms were tightly strangling him, and he refused to let go at all.

"Zhu'er, you want to go too?" The man's voice was panicked, holding Fu Shijiu tightly in his arms.

"Why? I won't leave Master." Seeing this, Fu Shijiu hurriedly leaned over and comforted him with kind words.

In the next second, the man in front of him suddenly pressed on him forcefully.

Imprison him under the body, there is no room for movement at all.

The sound of the heartbeat, and, with the waist as the watershed, there is a big difference in the body temperature of the upper and lower places.

Fu Shijiu didn't dare to breathe loudly, and asked cautiously, "Master, Master?"