Only senior brother is amazing

After sleeping all night, Uncle Huai sat quietly on the bed after waking up, his consciousness was lax and his eyes were dull.After drinking some hot tea, he gradually came back to his senses. He said slowly, "After a while, it will be the mausoleum opening ceremony. You have to rejuvenate your body and spirit. There must be no mistakes."

Xiaosi complained in a low voice: "You still know how to take care of your body and drink so much wine."

Uncle Huai explained: "The child's parents are both members of the Dali Palace, and the old man and he kind of hit it off right away." Uncle Huai fumbled around his waist while talking, and his expression changed suddenly.

"Sixth son, go to the Lanyin Palace. I left the medicine bag with her yesterday. The medicine in the medicine bag is very precious, so it's not easy to refill it."

"Okay, Uncle Huai." He Bei responded.

He Bei is well aware of Kejun's habits, but Kejun is busy with official duties, and he hardly appears in the Lanyin Hall during the day.But in order to be safe, on the way to the Lanyin Hall, he still used the disguise materials he secretly bought before to simply disguise himself.

After negotiating with the guard of Lanyin Hall, the guard led him into the courtyard and asked him to wait in the courtyard.

Coincidentally, he happened to be standing under the hundred-year-old Putuo red camphor tree.The "swing" that Uncle Huai mentioned is on the left hand side, swaying with the spring breeze.

He Bei gently stroked the surface of the swing with his fingertips, and it felt smooth and smooth to the touch. After so many years, the red paint is still bright, obviously because it has been repainted frequently and carefully cared for.

He has some impressions of this swing.In the last life, when Ke Jun called Xie Juan to Lan Yin Hall to discuss matters, he often hid on the eaves and peeked.But Jun likes to sit on the swing and talk to Xie Juan, smile sweetly, and send wild glances at Xie Juan.

Deep in my memory, a conversation is still fresh in my memory.

— "You seem to like children's stuff."

"Well, I often think of the days of swinging with my sister when I was a child."

He Bei recalled the intimate conversation between the two at that time, when his fingers caressed the swing, a thin, imperceptible crack was created by his inadvertent release of internal force.

The guard walked out of the main hall, holding a brown medicine pouch in his hand.

"Is this medicine bag Huai Lao's?"

"Yes, thank you very much." He Bei bowed his head, took the medicine bag, and bowed politely.

"Elder Huai didn't leave anything else behind, right? There's also a medicine pouch here." Guardian handed a green willow-colored bamboo-pattern medicine pouch to He Bei.

The moment He Bei saw the medicine sachet, his heart felt as if he had fallen from a high cliff to the bottom of the valley. He was greeted with an unreal feeling of weightlessness, and he froze in place.Surprised, unbelievable, uneasy and other emotions filled the chest.

He took the medicine sachet, put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it, the smell was very familiar, and even had a faint body fragrance of Xie Juan.

The medicine in this medicine sachet was dispensed by him personally to Xie Juan, and it has the effect of dispelling cold and enhancing immunity.He also made the shell of the medicine pouch by himself, including the embroidery.

The bamboo pattern embroidered on the medicine pouch can be described as ugly without any politeness. It is obviously a product that would make people laugh, but Xie Juan daily carries it on his body like a treasure.Discussed by the disciples in private, which junior sister is so poor in craftsmanship......

Watching that He Bei fell into a daze, Guardian couldn't help raising his voice a little bit, and reminded: "Little brother, is it Mr. Huai's?"

He Bei nodded silently: "This is the attendant next to Huai Lao, I recognize it, I'll take it back with me too." He didn't realize it, his complexion was very bad, his eyes were covered with dust and smoke like a cloudy and rainy day mist.

Guardian had a "no wonder" expression.After all, the painting styles of these two medicine sachets are too different.If He Bei really followed what He Bei said—this rough-crafted one was dropped by a servant, he thought it was very reasonable, and it wasn't surprising.

He Bei put away the two medicine bags together.

He didn't know how he walked out of Lan Yin Hall step by step.The appearance of this medicine sac mixed his emotions and thoughts into a mess, and he didn't know where to start.

This medicine pouch was obviously made by him half a month ago and given to Xie Juan as a New Year's gift.For the first time in his life, he turned on a lamp late at night to embroider. He was so tired that he was sweating profusely, and his ten fingers were punctured all over by a thin needle in turn.

The point is that Qi Nian taught him this embroidery method.

At that time, he was still teasing Qi Nian: "I said, how could this Yin Su be interested in you, a bastard, you have more skills in chasing men than I do."

He Bei stared at the medicine sachet, and all his guesses gradually became clear.

From the Zhenwu Conference, to Chunlei Mountain, to Weicheng, wherever the black robe appeared, Kejun must be there.On New Year's Eve, Ke Junding was also in Fengyu Mountain and had a close fight with Xie Juan, otherwise he would not have gotten such a personal item as a medicine bag.

As for Xie Juan and the others, apart from Shujiao and Yu Yingxian, only Heipao has fought against them.

There are only a few people with Baizi in the inland of Zhongzhou, why didn't he guess it earlier.

He Bei looked at the medicine sachet in his hand, thinking, is Xie Juan okay...was he injured.Inside the medicine sac, there were still a few drops of reddish-brown blood that had dried up.He thought that with Master around, Xie Juan would be safe and sound, but he underestimated how shameful Kejun was.

He Bei felt a chill all over his body, and the wound on his chest couldn't stop the pain.He knelt down on the bank of the river, looking at the plants and trees in Beifu, suddenly thinking that he was still stuck in the nightmare-like previous life.

His wound was hurting... and his heart was hurting too.If possible, he would like to burn down the Beifu Temple right now.

It is true that the culprit of Fengyu Jianzhuang's massacre was Jinghua Palace, but now it seems that Jinghua Palace is just a knife used by Beifu to do evil.

At that time, the Beifu pretended to take him and Xie Juan in, but it was really a cat crying and a mouse pretending to be merciful, and his and Xie Juan's lives were destined to end.

After Beifu sent Jinghua Palace to occupy the territory of Songzhou, they repeated the old trick and sent Jinghua Palace to occupy the three cities of Lanzhou.

At that time, Beifu pretended to send troops to aid Yundingding and replace them in the three cities of Lanzhou, but something happened.

That accident was He Bei. He Bei was one step ahead of them, bloodbathed the Jinghua Palace, and ascended to the summit in Weicheng, proclaiming himself a Martial Dao Heavenly Man.He Bei thought that that juncture in his life was the beginning of his completion of revenge, humanity and destruction.

Now it seems that in the dark, everything has its own arrangements.

A thick turbid air condensed between his fingers, which was the power of Baizi that had not been purified by a single leaf and five flowers.He raised his eyes and looked not far away, at the sculptured statue standing tall, his pupils glowed with a circle of red.Like two blood pupils that have been bathed in a sea of ​​blood, they contain a turbulent and indestructible killing spirit.

Big beads of sweat dripped from his forehead and slid down the corners of his eyes like tears.

He punched the ground heavily, and a deep crack appeared in the jade white tiles instantly.The end of this crack extends to a place invisible to the naked eye.

When he returned to Uncle Huai's side again, he couldn't hide the gloomy look between his brows.The whole person seemed to have gone to hell with a knife and killed him, and he just came back.

Uncle Huai looked concerned: "Are you sick again?"

He Bei shook his head expressionlessly: "No."

He restrained the crazily screaming killing intent in his chest, and tried his best to ease his emotions.

Soon, it was as usual.

It's just that the redness in his eyes hasn't faded away yet, and his hair is getting whiter and silvery white.

He Bei asked Uncle Huai, "Are there any other powers in the world who want to participate in the mausoleum opening ceremony in a few days?"

Uncle Huai had a "knowledgeable" expression: "Why, are you afraid of running into your father's enemy?"

He Beiyan: "It's like this..."

Uncle Huai patted He Bei on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, they are all from the Beifu Temple, and no outsiders will know about the mausoleum opening ceremony."

He Bei nodded, pretending to be relaxed after letting go of his knots.

—

But the number of times Jun invited Uncle Huai to the Lanyin Hall gradually increased, and he went to the Lanyin Hall almost every day. Every time Uncle Huai came back, he looked very preoccupied.

He Bei couldn't find out anything with the routine several times, and he didn't dare to ask more, for fear that Uncle Huai would notice.I can only get some clues from the mouth of Xiao Wuzi.

For example, Huai Lao had a dispute with Ke Jun, and the noise was very loud, especially Huai Lao was very emotional.Little Wuzi heard some old Huai's words: "It's absolutely impossible...you might as well kill me or something."

These words are not difficult to guess, it must be that Ke Jun wants to force Uncle Huai to do something he doesn't want to do.

Huai Lao had to rely on sleep aids to fall asleep these days, and his mental state was also very poor, but he still insisted on visiting the Lanyin Hall every day.

One day, Kejun personally took Uncle Huai to Luna Lake Palace to discuss matters.Taking advantage of Kejun's "definite absence", He Bei sneaked into the Lanyin Hall.

There are quite a lot of guards in Lan Yin Hall, but he is too familiar with the road.

Eager to confirm Kejun's identity, he went straight into Kejun's bedroom, searched through Kejun's wardrobe and lockers... After finding nothing, he searched for a mechanism, trying to find a place similar to a secret room .

While searching, He Bei accidentally dropped a jade ornament to the ground.

The ornaments were small, and they were not broken when they fell on the carpet, but they still made a slight noise.

"Who... Brother, are you back..." A sound of footsteps gradually approached until the door was pushed open.

This familiar voice made He Bei wonder whether he should hide or face it.Because this voice is exactly the same as Xie Juan's.

He Bei turned sideways and hid in the corner between the wardrobe and the bed.He glanced sideways, and when the familiar figure came into view, his heart skipped a beat.

It turned out that the willow-colored medicine pouch was not stolen by Ke Jun, but dropped by Xie Juan unintentionally.

Xie Juan's eyes were covered with a layer of white cloth.The light passed through the crack of the window, leaving half a shadow mark, sweeping across the bridge of Xie Juan's tall nose, making the red mole particularly bright and eye-catching.

Because the eyes can't see, Xie Juan can only move forward by exploring the things around him.The bare half of the wrist is covered with scars with fresh scabs.

He Bei seemed to have been splashed with a basin of ice-water mixture, and was so shocked that his blood seemed to freeze and freeze.Suppressing his restless emotions, he tentatively called out: "Senior brother."

Xie Juan didn't respond, looking confused.Surprised: "Who are you?"

Xie Juan's reaction made He Bei think of a series of possibilities.

In the darkness, a warm palm clasped Xie Juan's wrist, and a familiar and refreshing breath gradually approached him.

It was obviously an act of being offended, but Xie Juan was surprised that there was no desire to resist in his heart.It seemed that the body instinctively accepted his closeness.

From the first time He Bei called Xie Juan, when Xie Juan showed a puzzled look, he could conclude that Xie Juan probably didn't remember him.

But Jun has many ways to make Xie Juan unconscious, and even make him unable to remember who he is.

Kejun's holding Xie Juan here must have something to do with the mausoleum opening ceremony in a few days.When you open the mausoleum, you will see the jade coffin of Princess Shaoning, but Jun wants to use Xie Juan to open the coffin of the jade coffin.

He Bei no longer called Xie Juan his senior brother, because seeing Xie Juan's abnormal behavior at this time, it would be useless to call him.He decided to take another approach that took his trust.

The warm breath slowly caressed Xie Tired's ears, and he could feel something soft brushing past his earlobe, the feather-like touch made him tremble.

A finger twirled his lips. "Don't cry for help. You said you were looking for your brother just now... Are you sure the owner of this room is your brother?"

He Bei's "threat" made Xie Juan shrink back, and he said timidly, "He is my brother."

He Bei gasped, wishing he could kill Kejun with his sword right now.

"Brother? You really believe it. He's not your brother, he's just using you to imprison you in disguise. Tell me the truth, these days, has your so-called brother treated you badly?" He Bei picked up Xie Juan The sleeves, those scars are shocking.

Xie Juan took his wrist away from He Bei's palm, shook his head and said, "He treats me very well,"

He Bei lightly touched the cloth strips covering Xie Juan's eyes: "Your eyes...why did you get hurt, can't you see it?"

Xie Juan could feel that the people around him were not trying to hold him hostage.There are many emotions hidden in the words.

"My brother said that I practiced light kung fu and fell from a very high place. I was seriously injured and lost my eyesight... But he said that it can be cured. The blindness is only temporary and it will take time to recover." Xie Xie Although Juan was blindfolded, He Bei could imagine how innocent and wronged his eyes were.

"He's not your brother."

"I know you, do you believe me?"

"Han Chuan, you must have an impression of this name."

When He Bei said these words, he was full of self-blame.

He thought that with Master around, Xie Juan would be fine.

"I believe, we know each other." Xie Juan said suddenly.

He Bei was stunned.

"Why do you believe it?" He Bei knew that his three words just now were not enough to make Xie Juan trust him.

Since Xie Juan lost sight, his other senses have become particularly sensitive.Such as smell, hearing, and touch.

When he fell violently from a high altitude, he still had a certain degree of consciousness.Although he couldn't see it with his eyes and his consciousness was confused, his sense of touch was still there, and it was very clear.It was precisely because the touch was so clear that he was still unable to fall asleep due to the pain.

Lying on the cold ground, the only warm thing at hand is a sword.Holding the hilt of his sword, he waited for death in pain that was worse than life.He couldn't think of anything, his mind went blank.

He groped for the warm hilt, and found a string of sword tassels tied to the hilt. At the end of the sword tassels was a round bead, with a notch on the bottom of the bead.

He rubbed the bead in his palm, traced it with his fingertips, and finally felt that the word "Hanchuan" was on the bottom of the bead.

These two words have a strange power, every time he traces them with his fingertips, his belief in birth will increase by one point.He even forgot his own name... He had a strange idea, but the owner of this name, would he be waiting for him to come back to life.

Wait for him to come home.

These days around "brother", he also doubted his identity, because from time to time, some memory fragments from the past flashed into his mind.

There will always be a repeated figure in those memory fragments, vague but familiar.He is always wary of his "brother".Because the real relatives will not keep him in captivity, forbid him to wander around, and seem to have no patience for him.

"Your name is Hanchuan, who are you to me?"

"I'm the closest person you have in this world."

"Believe me...you have a cross-shaped scar on your abdomen. This is when I was injured by animal traps when I was a child when I was playing in the mountains and forests."

He Bei gently pulled Xie Juan into his arms, the softness of his tone was completely different from when he threatened him just now.

"You never had an older brother. We grew up together and were childhood sweethearts."

Xie Juan muttered to himself: "My childhood sweetheart..."

"If it wasn't a childhood sweetheart, why would there be my name on your sword tassel. The medicine bag you lost was still given to you by me."

Xie Juan subconsciously has an inexplicable familiarity with this person in front of him, facing his excessive closeness, he has no intention of rejecting him.

"You are my childhood sweetheart...bamboo horse..."

He Bei continued: "I'm not only your childhood sweetheart, I'm also your fiancé." His tone was firm, unquestionably firm.

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He Bei: Brother, right? Then I'm the fiance!