Jiang Xue still hasn't fallen

The twilight passed through the dawn, and the scorching sun hung high above the sky, swaying all over the world, never letting go of any corner.

Under the hot weather, the ground seems to become scorching hot. Even if you wear clogs on your feet, you can still feel the heat rising from the ground under your feet, covering the soles of your feet, and filling your whole body along the gaps in the clothes. up and down.

The light blue long hair hangs loose behind him, and a light light hits the tip of his hair. The color that was originally gradually changed suddenly became the same light. Thin sweat appeared on his forehead, but it was wiped away by light hands.

Jiang Xue Zuowen stepped up the stairs step by step. The road was long and twists and turns on the slopes of the mountains.

Haiqing was soaked in sweat, but dried out under the sun. Repeatedly, it was a new type of practice. His clogs stepped on the ground, making a soft sound. The human place is unusually obvious, but it also incorporates the rustling rhythm of vegetation, turning it into a chapter of nature.

The rosary beads in his hands were stained with sweat from his palms, one after another they passed through his palms, and they never stopped turning. The golden brilliance flashed on the hairband, but it was hidden in the whiteness .

He didn't know how long he had walked, nor how many steps he had taken. There were so many steps, and the length of the steps seemed endless.

Jiang Xuezuo didn't know why he walked up the steps, let alone when and where he was going to go. He could only repeat the movements of raising and lowering his feet time and time again like a machine. The muscles gradually became sore, and the long hair was scattered behind, and it was also stained with crystal water droplets, which was extraordinarily beautiful under the sun.

The bundle of hair swayed and swayed gently, bringing the breeze across the exposed nape of the neck. The coolness caused by the breeze and sweat made him sigh, as heavy as the feet that could not be lifted at this moment, and as thin as the The thin body at the moment.

The high-altitude sun is not stingy with its own brilliance, no matter how the leaves block it, it will sprinkle through the sparse spots of the leaf net, bringing more obstacles to his progress.

The branch tried to stretch itself farther, in order to protect the lone walker on the long stairs, but it stretched the longest, and it couldn't wrap the middle of the steps, so it could only helplessly protect the shallow area. An inch of land, I hope I can do my part for him.

His dark blue eyes were full of indifference, he straightened his lips, he didn't relax at all, and he didn't want to stop for a while, walking up step by step, nothing could stop him from moving forward.

Where is the end?Jiang Xuezuo didn't know the words, he just knew that if he stayed here, he would probably have failed his master's wishes, right?

He raised his hand slightly, tugged at the collar, and rearranged it again. The single clothes touched the skin, and instantly stuck together because of the moisture, making him extremely uncomfortable. Jiang Xue frowned slightly, and then quietly stretched out.

He raised his head and looked towards the hazy front. The cloud and mist were getting closer and closer to him. As he stepped forward again and again, his outstretched hand seemed to be about to touch the imaginative mist.

The fingertips felt wet, I don't know whether it was sweat or the water droplets formed by the mist condensed on the fingertips, Jiang Xue Zuowen retracted her hand and licked it lightly, it was salty, sweat...

Tilting his head, he looked a bit mischievous and cute, his originally indifferent face was stained with an unnatural blush, but his eyes sparkled with unusual energy, and he couldn't see his physical fatigue at all.

This step-by-step advancement was like that hammer, hitting his soul one after another, removing the sundries again and again, leaving the purest things behind to form a clean and beautiful soul.

Jiang Xue left her eyes and closed her eyes, as if she wanted to think about something, but felt that there was no need to do so-called thinking now.

The road is under your feet, so go for it.

So simple, so direct, without any thought, let alone any consideration, all the external wrappings have been removed, leaving only the purest self thinking, this is probably what Master wants me to know?

A thought flashed through Jiang Xuezuo's mind, and then quickly disappeared. He let out a breath slowly. He walked among the clouds and mist, even though the mist covered the road under his feet little by little, but his Both feet are used to such a step span, even though they didn't look down, they can still move forward without being affected by half a point.

Just take a step, no matter how long it is, no matter how long it takes, as long as you move forward, you will eventually come to the end.

He continued to move forward calmly, the ponytail swaying behind him was gradually soaked by water, changed his appearance, and became even more wet, just like the clothes on his body, the cassock and shawl, although most of them were black It doesn't come out very much, but the white spaces in the interval gradually become transparent, and you can see the dark sea-blue fabric under it.

With a chuckle, he slowly slowed down the speed of the rosary in his hand and turned it. Although his eyes did not move and were always focused on the front, the peripheral light still swept across the sides, taking a panoramic view of the misty forest .

— the end?No, maybe a new starting point?

The steps under his feet were getting wider and wider, and for some reason, many images suddenly flashed in Jiang Xuezuo's mind, one by one, unfolding slowly, like a painting exhibition, showing the life he recorded little by little before his eyes.

The very beginning of birth originated from the tempering of the father. The hammer hit the body again and again, and the pain spread all over the body. This was the price of birth. After enduring all the pain, the final arrival came.

He still remembers the proud and satisfied smile on his face when his father took him out, brilliant and dazzling, even though it was a bit rough, it was still full of tenderness, this is the first existence that has ever seen such a beautiful smile in this world .

When I was young, I was running in the courtyard with short legs, and my father sat on the veranda and watched with a smile. He didn't stop his curiosity and exploration of the world. I turned around all over again, and I still remember that persimmon tree I loved the most at that time, and I climbed up to pick persimmons to eat again and again, but it was innocent and without any worries.

He grew up a bit and became a little boy, and his younger brothers were born. I still remember that Xiaoye was small, like a baby, so that when Zongsan and I hugged him, I was afraid that he would become red somewhere It hurts, and the most fearful thing is that his mouth is flattened, and the appearance of tears in his eyes is simply heart-wrenching.

At that time, Zongsan was also very young, a little Zhengtai, who liked to walk around behind his buttocks, no matter where he was, he would follow him, and once he lost sight of himself, he would cry to find him. I had to let him pull the hem of his clothes to follow all the way, not daring to leave him alone.

Later, when the master came, the persimmon tree had grown tall and tough. Xiaoye and Zongsan had also grown up, and they were able to climb the tree to pick persimmons and eat them by themselves. It's a pity that I have already left, and I can't see how they are doing. Tossing my father, how to pick persimmons again.

During that parting, I fell into a deep sleep, blocking the outside world from my senses. The constant sleep replenished my energy, but I was not used to it without the crying of my brothers.

When he reappeared, he was accidentally taken by the master in the body of Zhengtai, and he had already grown into an adult. The deep sleep could actually reverse his height and mind, but he also forgot many things. Apart from my younger brothers and my father, I probably remember the tree that grew taller with me in the garden.

It seems that I used to be very tall, why am I still so short?This feeling has been maintained for a period of time after I reappeared. I was taught the way of swords by my master hand in hand, and I learned etiquette and knowledge again and again. I didn't dare to slack off in the slightest. Taught me everything he knew... Although my master always taught me a bunch of messy thoughts about worrying about the people.

I don't know if Master has something on his mind. Occasionally at night, I will see Master sitting alone on the veranda watching the moon, with a rare smile on his face, and emotions in his eyes that I can't understand at all. Looking at it, there is always an inexplicable uncomfortable feeling, and the tip of the nose seems to be itchy.

After Master left, I finally realized that the original feeling was longing.

I still remember that when I was a child, I ran to sleep with my master because I was afraid of ghosts, and I was threatened by the master. I was wronged and got into the bed of the master every day. At that time, I always thought that the bed of the master was the safest place in the world. , all evil and darkness will dissipate at that moment.

Later, when I fell asleep alone, I realized that the original feeling was peace of mind.

Too many memories were filled by the master and the master, so that later, my every move was a bit like a copy of the master, but I also mixed the thoughts from the master, and fused the two to create my later self-the sad The gentle but gentle Jiang Xue left words, a completely different self from the past.

Sure enough, whether it is a person or a sword, it has to go through the washing of the world before it can truly grow.

I still remember the most painful time at that time, when I heard that there was a fire in Osaka Castle in the treasure house. Master, the existence that occupied most of my memory died and ceased to exist. The pain of letting go, so much so that his new master worried about him for a while, but now that he thinks about it, he feels that he was really troubled at that time, and he had to find time to relieve himself in his busy schedule.

Maybe it's because Master has played many roles in my heart?The master who teaches knowledge, the partner who accompanies the growth, and the serious father, the three identities are mixed together, turning into my complex feelings about the master, his teachings, and his company, which will never be forgotten.

I used to think that no one in this life would have the opportunity to surpass the position that Master held in my heart, and then I realized that I was wrong again.

When I saw my younger brothers again, I was a little surprised by the joy and excitement bursting out of my heart. I unconsciously assumed the posture of an elder brother, and tried my best to protect them under my not generous shoulders. , protecting them with their own wings, not wanting any sorrow to befall them.

This is probably the brother, right?The irresistible joy and beauty from the bloodline, the irresistible joy and happiness, filled the seemingly empty heart time and time again.

Unconscious smiles are shown in front of them again and again, knowing that they are working hard behind the scenes, knowing that they are preparing surprises again and again, knowing it early, but pretending not to know, and then showing it in front of them At that moment, I was pleasantly surprised, and seeing the satisfaction they got at that moment, I would also unconsciously feel happiness.

Just like a master, he stumbles and learns what the master has done for himself in the past, tries his best to pick up the handicrafts again, practice the cooking skills, temper the swordsmanship, and make himself a strong and reliable master like the master. Existence, although there are still some shortcomings, but I want to protect them and protect them for eternal life. This feeling makes my life no longer monotonous.

Brother?Although I don't remember the past, but at this moment I can still feel the beauty and happiness of living together in the past.

Although coming to Honmaru was not intentional, it was also predestined, right?

I still haven't remembered how I got in touch with Keiko Miyamoto, but it can be said that I should have a good relationship with her, so that I am willing to help her instead of choosing to refuse.

That Honmaru is still living in it now, ups and downs, but it can be regarded as trying again, unexpectedly met the nemesis, was tied, experimented, and killed, indifferent and indifferent, did not feel much pain, maybe I left too much blood, so that I don't feel anything, right?

Knowing the pain of the younger brothers at that moment, but being powerless, I made a slip of the tongue... I promised to protect them, but in the end I still let them feel sad because of myself, and fell into a dark fall because of myself, even though it was only half of my younger brother.

Maybe I'm not mature enough, that's why I was so excited when I saw Master, and even made an exception to find Mr. Qingming for help, that's why I couldn't protect my younger brothers, and even lost memory and the past in reincarnation. Brothers in turn protect.

When can I really become the role of Master?Why does this kind of life feel a little far away?Is it because it is not strong enough?

This Honmaru is too wonderful, it is the first time I feel the feeling of being protected by my younger brothers, the first time I have broken my oath to protect my younger brothers, and it is also the first time I have come into contact with such a strange person.

It's not that he didn't notice the changes in Tsurumaru Kuninaga. How could he not feel the completely different mental state of Tsurumaru Kuninaga after that night?Suddenly shifted the target of the joke to himself, and it got deeper and deeper, more and more.

Such a person, the traces of time lingering round and round on his body, do I really think I didn't see it?It's not that I didn't notice it, I just chose to ignore it.

Time and time again, I found that figure following behind me, watching secretly, what was the reason behind it?He doesn't know, and he doesn't want to know. There are some things that don't need to be asked, but it's best to wait for the other party to tell you voluntarily.

It's a pity... still can't wait for the final answer.

On that summer night, everything returned to its original state. Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who left, took back all the jokes without leaving any traces, just like the master back then, taking them all away, leaving only longing and sadness.

Life is always like this, no matter life or death, what is gone will end, what is still there will continue, the final destination is the death of the soul, the death of the body, but it can still be resurrected, the departure of the soul is the last goodbye, Or in other words, relief.

Jiang Xue Zuowen slowly stopped his footsteps, looked up at Jiang Xuezhengzong who was showing a gentle smile in front of him, looked at the Buddhist temple behind him, knew that he had come to the end, and slowly bent down with his hands together, his eyes Close it tightly, and lightly recite the Buddha's words, but it integrates all the past into it, and thousands of emotions are finally reduced to a sigh.

Only after experiencing it can we say that we don't care, face it calmly, and truly transcend.

His drenched clothes were completely ignored, and he didn't care about the discomfort on his body, as if it was just a little weight, not enough to hinder his steps.

"Understood?" Jiang Xuezheng slightly raised the corners of her mouth, looked at the appearance of the apprentice in front of her, and laughed out of satisfaction, "It's not in vain that I directly dragged you here to climb the mountain at the moment you returned from the expedition."

He stretched out his finger and pointed to the Buddhist temple behind him, and said softly, "What did you think of?"

"A lot, a lot, just some past events." Jiang Xue Zuo Wenwen sighed softly, shook his head, his face was full of relief.

"Are you still sad?" Blinking his eyes, Jiang Xuezhengzong asked the question he cared about most, glanced at Jiang Xue Zuowen's already soaked clothes, and frowned, "Change your clothes too, I'll give you the new clothes after a while, and you can wear that one in the future."

Jiang Xuezuo probably knew what the master was talking about, but if he didn't say it clearly, he couldn't answer him clearly.

"Maybe, but I probably know his situation."

Jiang Xue Zhengzong just smiled and didn't bring up the topic again, just let it go, took Jiang Xue's left hand and walked into the Buddhist temple, "Let's go, master will take you to practice, it's just an expedition! "