Doe

Xun Wei didn't know what was wrong, she kept sweating and talking in her sleep.Baili Jueming hurried to find Pei Zhen, but he was not there.Ask the boy, and they all say they don't know.This little bastard, he wasn't there when he was needed.Baili Jueming was so angry that he wanted to set Tiandu Mountain on fire, and when he was in a hurry, he remembered that there was a celestial master, so he rushed into Tianshu Palace and dragged Jiang Ruoxu up from the bed.The white-bearded old man was woken up by Baili Jueming ferociously in the middle of the night, almost thinking that ghosts had entered Tiandu Mountain.

Baili Jueming sneaked Jiang Ruoxu all the way to Huoshui Xiaozhu like a chicken, and the patrolling disciples stared at them like they had seen ghosts.No one in this world is as rude as Baili Jueming, who dares to treat a venerable sect celestial master like this.Jiang Ruoxu waved his hands all the way and said, "It's okay, it's okay," and finally stood in front of Xie Xunwei's bed panting.

He squeezed his beard to feel Xie Xunwei's pulse, shook his head after a while and said, "There's nothing the poor can do."

"What the hell?" Baili Jueming's eyes lit up, "Aren't you a sect celestial master? You can't even see a girl's illness, what kind of shit celestial master are you?"

Jiang Ruoxu hurriedly comforted him, "Young hero calm down, young hero calm down. To be honest, when it comes to medical skills, little friend Pei Zhen can be regarded as one of the best..."

"Isn't it because I can't find anyone else? Or else I need you?" Baili Jueming gritted his teeth.

"Ah Zhen still has nothing to do," Jiang Ruoxu sighed with drooping eyelids, "Then she can only endure it by herself."

The old man said he was guilty and left, leaving behind Baili Jueming and Xie Xunwei.Xie Xun curled up in pain, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and his whole face was as white as transparent.Baili Jueming was confused, and asked her softly where it hurts, but she didn't respond, her brows were furrowed.I was so ill that I couldn't even open my eyes.Seeing her like this, Baili Jueming felt as if someone had punched her in the heart, and her heart was full of pain.

She moved her lips and whispered, and Baili Jueming moved closer to her face, barely capturing her thin and hoarse voice.

"Master... Master..."

His heart was in pain again, and he was almost on the verge of tears.

"Master is here, Xunwei." Baili Jueming held her in his arms and patted her on the back lightly.It was obviously a ghost that had been dead for many years, but at this moment, his eyes seemed to be scorched, and it hurt hotly.Suffering and pain cannot be transformed into tears, which accumulate layer by layer in the atrium, buried like stacks of dead leaves.This is the sorrow of ghosts.He was in pain but couldn't cry.He thought that his apprentice was so good, how could God be willing to let her suffer?

"Liar..." Xun Wei was crying, tears dripping down his lapel.

It seemed that it was not tears, but clusters of flames, burning his heart.

He hugged her tightly and told her, "I didn't lie to you, Master is really back. Xun Wei, open your eyes and look at me." He called her over and over again with a bitter voice, raised his palm, and dazzling flames burst out from it, "Xunwei, Xunwei. Look, the innate fire technique, besides your master and me and old man Wudu, who else in this world has the innate fire technique?"

Leaning in his arms, she finally opened her eyes, her pale face was facing the flame, and because of the dancing flames, there was a slight look of radiance.

Baili Jueming hugged her tightly, "Do you still remember when you first accepted me as your teacher, we didn't have a latrine on the mountain, and you asked me to build a latrine. I thought you were troublesome, and asked you to use a tiger's seat and a potty, Otherwise, go dig a hole in the woods and solve it on the spot. You can get angry and tell me that you are not a kitten or a dog, and you can’t be pulled in the soil. I said you are not a cat or dog, you are a fart. Later you Grandpa Wudu advised me that you are a noble daughter of a family, so of course you have to be careful. Forget it, who asked me, Baili Jueming, to accept a noble daughter of a noble family as an apprentice?" Baili Jueming smiled as he recalled the past. , "I built you a thatched hut, and there are barrels and papyrus in it, and I made a lot of effort to get you some incense. I think you are satisfied now, my God, I am so happy Unexpectedly, you, a noble girl from a family, don’t wash the Gong bucket. You still quibble, saying that the little fairy girl can’t wash the Gong bucket. I am so angry that my head is buzzing. How can there be a little fairy girl who shits and piss? You are a fart .”

Xie Xunwei buried his face in his skirt, and said weakly: "No... I said it..."

"Okay, stop talking, stop talking." Baili Jueming rested his chin on the top of her head, "You are the little fairy's daughter, Master admits it, you are the little fairy's daughter."

She was in too much pain, tightly clutching the corner of his clothes, no longer responding, only groaning.

Baili Jueming wiped the sweat from her forehead, patted her back, and pressed his cheek against hers.He told her over and over that "Master is here".He even used spiritual power to input her meridians.The warm fire spirit power with a little golden-red shimmer flows along her delicate meridians and divides into countless branches under her pale skin.He stared at those rays of light, and kept pouring spiritual power into her, as if doing so would relieve her pain and let her sleep peacefully.

But the fact is that it is a drop in the bucket, and she is still in pain.

Baili Jue Ming was almost desperate.Who can come to save his apprentice, even if it's just to relieve her pain?

why?He has only been away for eight years, and Xun Wei is only in his early twenties, just in his prime, but his body is dilapidated.

In the middle of the night, Xun Wei stopped talking in his sleep and slept more peacefully.Touching her forehead, the cold sweat no longer broke out.Baili Jueming was slightly relieved, and reached into the thin quilt to touch her clothes, it was soaked, even the inside of the quilt was wet.Baili Jueming called the maid to change her clothes and quilt, and went outside the door to wait.Wait for the maid to change before going in again.

Xun Wei closed her eyes, her long and curled eyelashes drooping, her breathing sounded like a small animal.She finally slept peacefully, his heart was unbelievably soft, like a cloud nestled in his heart.He likes to watch her sleep, as if the world is at peace.He touched her eyelashes, sat on the footrest, and rested his chin on the edge of the bed to look at her.

When I opened my eyes, it was already daylight.In front of him was a plain and handsome face, with his chin resting on the back of his hand, looking at him eye to eye.Her face was still haggard, and her face was still pale, like a white camellia fished out of the water, she looked sickly.But sickness can't stop her beauty, and even adds to her fragile beauty.

"You're awake!" Baili Jueming looked at her left and right, "Does it still hurt?"

Xie Xunwei changed into a comfortable sleeping position, pulled up the quilt to hug his face, and slowly shook his head.

Baili Jueming wasn't sure if she still remembered him confessing his identity last night, maybe because he was too sick, he only saw tiredness in her clear eyes, not the joy he expected.According to his understanding of her, if he knew that he was back, he would be overjoyed and burst into his arms with tears like rain.Now she is quiet and he waits and waits, and she has no plan to pounce on him.

He hesitated and asked, "Do you remember what happened last night? Do you remember who I am?"

Xie Xun looked at him slightly and smiled softly.

A pale smile, light and beautiful.

"Master."

He heard her call, his eyes were burning again.

It had been a long time since he had heard her call him Master, his heart was so tender that it was a mess.

Baili Jueming's nose was sore, as if trying to hide his out of control look, he stood up suddenly, "I'll go see if Pei Zhen is back."

Xie Xunwei grabbed his wrist, his fingers were weak, so he could only hook his palm vaguely.

But Baili Jueming turned around immediately and caught her hand that was about to fall.

"what happened?"

"Stay with me, okay?" Xie Xunwei said softly, "I'm so tired."

"I'll go find Pei Zhen, and I'll be back in a while." Baili Jueming pressed her hair behind her ears, "Illness can't be delayed, be obedient."

"It's not a disease." Xie Xunwei said.

"What is that?" Baili Jueming wondered.

Xie Xun slightly lowered his eyelashes, paused for a while before saying, "It's Tiankui."

Baili Jueming was stunned for a while, and his face turned red belatedly, "Ah? God...Tiankui?"

He is not a fool, although he is a man, but after so many years of death, he knows something about the girl's family.Moreover, in order to support Xunwei, he did a lot of homework, learning to comb girls' hair buns, sew her daughter's main waist and knee pants... He even knows a little better than some women.

"But..." He recalled Xun Wei's appearance last night, "Why did you come to Tiankui in such pain, it was like dying."

It really scared him last night, he almost thought he was going to send a white-haired person to a black-haired person.

"Weak, that's right." Xie Xun closed his eyes slightly.

Because he was tired, he didn't want to speak, and the words were simple.

"Then I'll go find Pei Zhen later and show you. How can it be so painful? Come once a month, it's too much trouble, and I have to see how I can mend it." Baili Jueming said with his brows furrowed.

Xie Xun slightly closed his eyelids and nodded.

She seemed to remember something, opened her eyes again, looked down at herself, and asked casually, "Master, who changed my clothes?"

"I asked your maid here to change it for you. You sweated too much yesterday, and if you don't change it, you will catch a cold." Baili Jueming said.

Xie Xunwei seemed relieved and stopped talking.

Baili Jueming brought the Crescent Stool and sat down beside the bed.Resting his left hand on the edge of the bed, Xie Xunwei leaned towards him, stretched out an index finger from under the quilt, and drew circles on the back of his hand.She painted like this for a long time, and he thought she was too tired, so he didn't ask how he came back, or why he kept hiding it from her.She didn't ask anything, just like an addiction, calling him over and over again, "Master, Master."

The girl was messing around, he was used to it, answering her over and over again.

"It's there, it's there."

He looked at the girl worriedly, still having doubts in his heart.He has never seen a woman come to Tiankui, can it really hurt like that?

Xie Xunwei took his hand and put it on the side of his face.

"Master wants to hurt me."

"Stupid words," he scratched the bridge of her nose, "I don't love you, who do you love?"

"Master wants to love me the most," she said.

"I love you the most." Baili Jueming rubbed her head.

Xie Xunwei suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes were dark and heavy, as if he wanted to look into Baili Jueming's heart.

"Master is only allowed to love me alone."

What a domineering girl.Baili Jueming thought helplessly.

"Well, I only love you."

Xie Xunwei fell asleep with his pillow on the back of his hand, Baili Jueming tried to pull his hand out quietly, but failed.As long as she pulls her hand out a little bit, she frowns.He didn't dare to act rashly anymore and let her sleep.

Looking at the moon hole window, the sound of chanting sutras sounded in the distance, the morning class of the sect started, and the disciples sat in front of the mountain hall, reciting sutras.The sound of the scriptures passed through the window lattice of the Wanzi Linghua, flew over the high corners of the eaves, and scattered into the hazy distant mountains.The living water building located in the corner of Tiandu Mountain is deep and quiet, and there are no people around.Baili Jueming glanced at Xie Xunwei again, the girl was sleeping soundly, breathing softly.

I was frightened by Xun Weiyi last night, and just forgot an important thing.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and looked inside his heart.

The memory goes back quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it comes to the end, the land of fog.The last time Xie Cenguan forced his way into his heart, this was the first time he knew that there was such a place in his heart.After all, no one would be idle to peek inside. He was so busy earning money to support his apprentice every day that he couldn't even finish washing Xun Wei's clothes.

He reached out and touched the seemingly endless fog.Without any feeling of touch, the arm passed through the black mist.He walked in, his eyes suddenly opened up, and suddenly the bright light pierced his eyes sorely.His eyes gradually adapted to the light, and in front of him stood Yinmu Village, with creepers hanging on the tall walls, the gate was open, and a broken stone tablet stood alone inside.

WTF?How did he come back here again?

He didn't go in hastily, but looked outside.He found out that something was wrong, it was daytime here, and it was always night in Huangquan Guiguo.

He raised his head and looked at the roof.There seems to be a figure as big as an ant on it, facing the setting sun in the distant mountains.He frowned, entered the old village, and climbed up the stairs.The village was quiet and silent, and the dilapidated floor of the corridor was covered with sunlight, as if a thin layer of broken gold had been sprinkled on it.He kept going upwards, and the sound of his footsteps creaked, echoing in the silent haunted building.Finally, he climbed onto the roof, and looking as far as the eye could see, the dark green forest was stirring in the wind, countless villages of the same size loomed in the forest, and a tall tower stood in the distance, the spire almost piercing the clouds.

On the other side of the roof was a child, with his back to him, looking out at the carmine sunset.The setting sun was huge, looking over it, it was full of bright red, and the whole world was red, as if soaked in the rich blood of the sun.

He inexplicably felt that this scene was a little familiar, as if he had seen it thousands of times.

The boy seemed to feel his presence, and looked back slowly.

It was a pale child with a flaming lotus between his brows, about six or seven years old, like a lifeless porcelain doll.He has blood-colored eyes, and there is no joy or sadness in them, only a heavy crimson, as if warm blood has precipitated and cooled inside.It was the first time for Baili Jueming to see this red and alluring young man, but he felt familiar for no reason.He looked at Baili Cassia, indifferent and silent, like a reef standing for many years.

They looked at each other in the setting sun, in a tacit understanding, silent to each other.

"You're here." He finally said.

"Who are you?" Baili Jueming folded his arms, "Why are you in my heart?"

He stood up, his hair blowing in the wind.

"My name is Evil Boy, the son of the ghost mother, the master of Yinmu Village. Your old friend, your lifelong enemy."