After being pulled up by the master

Xue Wendi returned to the valley alone.

Suochun Valley is hidden in the mortal world. Since its establishment, most people in the world have only heard its name but never seen it.Outside the valley there is a purple illusion, and in the valley there is a large array of sealing mountains. If you are not a person in the valley, once you enter the illusion, you will fall into a dream, and after waking up, you will forget the way you came.

Xue Wendi has not returned for many years, but the mountains are still there, the vegetation is silent, and the Ziwei illusion that is quietly guarding outside the valley is full of pure spirit, brilliance, and colorful clouds.

Nothing has changed.

Xue Wendi raised the hem of his robe, knelt down with his back straight, put Hengyan in front of his knees, and said in a serious voice: "The patriarch is here, disciple Xue Wendi is returning to the mountain today, and I ask all the ancestors to open the illusion."

He kowtowed and rested his forehead on Hengyanjian.

After three worships, the Ziwei Illusion quietly opened, a breeze came, a sky crack appeared in the majestic mountain, and a snow willow grew from the east side of the cliff, hanging down like a waterfall.It is nourished by the spiritual energy of the illusion, and it lasts for years. When Xue Wendi passed under the tree, three or two white stamens fell into his skirt, as if greeting an old friend.

After Xue Wendi's figure completely entered the valley, the illusion closed again.

Suochun Valley is a very large place, but only Xue Wendi, his master and his apprentice live there all year round, so it is very empty and lonely.Walking through the vast field, Xue Wendi saw the pear tree in the courtyard, the old well under the tree, and the bamboo house where he grew up.

This is going to be a good year.

He seemed to be able to recall ten years ago, when he left the valley, the scene where his master stood under the tree and watched him off.At that time, I didn't understand, I just felt that the master was reluctant to part with him because of his deep love for his disciples, but now I understand the feeling, it is mostly bitter.

Xue Wendi didn't want to waste any more time, he quickly entered the courtyard.

The pear blossom also never falls in four seasons. The master once told him that it was a spiritual object left by the patriarch, and that he would always protect him and bless him to grow up safely.

Xue Wendi didn't understand it when he was a child, and thought it was just the nourishment of the spiritual energy in the valley, but when the master hugged him, he said that the patriarch had left something for him, and he had to re-examine the pear blossom tree.

"Master Patriarch, disciple Xue Wendi sincerely asks for advice, can you show me the way?"

Xue Wendi raised his head and stared at the floating clouds and snow, but Lihua was silent and did not respond.

He had no choice but to unlock the old door and enter one of the bamboo houses.

That was Xue Si's room.

It was still the same as Sui Hanfeng's display before he left the valley, except for two differences.

One is the sword box that used to hang on the wall, which contained Xue Si's saber.That was Suochun Valley's famous sword—the Silent Sword, which was the one he stood on in the blood moon.

The silent sword is as quiet as a bright moon rising, and moves like flying flowers on leaves.Not surprisingly, after Xue Wendi succeeds to the position of Valley Master, this sword will also become his sword.

But Xue Wendi still likes Hengyan the most.

He even made two gestures against the wall: "In fact, two swords on this wall are also very suitable."

The other place is Xue Si's bookshelf.

The collection of books that was originally a huge house has decreased a lot. Perhaps in the past ten years, he has taken them to Sui Hanfeng one after another.The rest have no names, only the serial numbers of Xue Si, from one to thirty.

Xue Wendi put Hengyan on Xue Si's desk and took out the first book.

"Could it be a letter or something?"

He was talking to himself, but what caught his eyes was a page of autobiography.

"On the third day of the second lunar month of the Jiazi year, the sky cleared, the pear blossoms were snowing, and the old valley lord turned into a feather. He gave me a silent sword and a wordless book. I swear to stick to my heart and be careful about my independence. I swear here that I will never regret it."

It's Xue Si's word.

Xue Wendi's heart was thumping, and he had an inexplicable sense of the nervousness and joy of spying on the master's past.

He turned to the next page.

"On the fourth day of the second month of the Jiazi year, the sky was fine. I built a bamboo house, but I couldn't sharpen my sword. So I went to the hinterland of the valley to find a sword mound, but found nothing. When I returned, it was late, the house leaked, the night wind was bleak, and I couldn't sleep."

Xue Wendi was stunned for a moment, feeling sad.Master should not be very old at that time. He lived alone in the valley and slept in a broken house with air leakage. No wonder his hands and feet were always cold, and he had to be warmed up in the future.

"On the fifth day of the second month of the Jiazi year, when the sky was fine, I went to the mountain to search for the sword mound, but found nothing. I buried the flute under a tree and sat quietly for a day."

"On the sixth day of the second month of the Jiazi year, it was raining lightly. I was looking for the Sword Tomb. I met a wild deer on the road. I watched it play in the spring water. I carved a stone to record it before returning."

"On the seventh day of the second month of the Jiazi year, the sky was dark, and I was looking for the sword mound. The road slipped and I fell under the cliff. Fortunately, the pines and cypresses protected me, and my life was safe. When I return, the long night is over and the sky is bright."

"On the eighth day of the second month of the Jiazi year, my body hurts and I can't speak. I sit under a tree and learn about swordsmanship. There are no words in the book, and the small building is still awake."

When Xue Wendi saw the last sentence, his hands trembled, and he almost tore off the page.

He suspected that he had read it wrong.

In the Jiazi year, it has been more than 50 years from now, and I was not born at that time, right?

No way?Who is this person who was written by Master in the book?

Xue Wendi was a little confused.

He continued to scroll down.

"On the ninth day of February, I was ill. When I dreamed of going back to the Demon City, blood flowed into a river for three thousand miles, and I went out of the night city to Linyuan, but I couldn't see the sun. When I met someone, I thought about it after waking up."

"On the tenth day of February, I was seriously ill. There are no books and no words, and the small building is still awake."

"On February [-]th, it was raining, and it was hard to hold a pen. There was no word in the book, and the small building was still awake."

……

Until the end of this book, it says "No words, no words, Xiaolou is not awake."

Every day, it is written like this.

Xue Wendi hurriedly opened the second book.

"On the fifteenth day of the third month in the year of Yichou, I found a sword mound and found several broken sword handles. They were melted in a furnace and defeated. The swordsmanship was successful. I sat quietly under a tree, and the pear blossoms were snowing. The wordless book began to have words, which could be written in ink. I've been thinking about it for a long time, but I can't say a word."

"On the sixteenth day of March in the year of Yichou, after melting iron and cultivating spiritual arts, a butterfly landed on a wordless book. I watched it for a long time."

"March seventeenth in the year of Yichou, melting iron, success in spiritual arts, but no butterflies came. Shuxiaolou's birthday is in the wordless book."

"On the eighteenth day of March in the year of Yichou, the melting of iron was successful, and the Hengyan was repaired, but failed. Sitting quietly under the tree, I wrote about Xiaolou's life. I thought so much that I couldn't put it into words."

……

Xue Wendi flipped through the pages one by one, feeling sore and astringent in his heart. He kept cutting, and the reasoning was still chaotic. He really couldn't figure it out.Why does the person in the book have the same name as him?who is he?Who am I?

"If you lie to me, I won't go to you."

Xue Wendi gritted his teeth, endured the overwhelming jealousy and continued to watch, reluctant to blink, for fear of missing something.

There was only the rustling of pages in the room, which became more deafening in the silence of the world, disturbing his mind.

It wasn't until nightfall that he saw the truth in book No.17.

"On the 40th day of the seventh month of the Jiachen year, Ziwei's star moved, and he was able to see an old friend. Wordless books scattered into his body, reshaping his memory. I became his teacher, taught him the way to solve his confusion, and gave him the sword and wild goose to fulfill the oath. Falling into a dream at night, seeing the old owner of the valley, the pear blossoms are as old as before, sitting here on his knees, [-] years have passed."

Flowers flew in the courtyard and scattered into the house, and a butterfly landed on the page of the book.

Xue Wendi burst into tears.

"Young master, if there is no accident, we will arrive at Qiuye Mountain tomorrow."

Lian Feng walked towards Xue Si, who was covered in moonlight, standing on the top of an empty mountain, deserted and silent.

Even if he became a demon, he didn't see the bloody aura of killing. If it wasn't for the pupils becoming lighter and filled with the familiar demonic aura, even Feng would suspect that the demon king's plan had failed.

"Hmm." Xue Si responded softly, and suddenly asked, "If you fail this time, how do you plan to make amends?"

"My subordinates are sure that Gu Qing is on Qiuye Mountain."

"why?"

"This mountain used to be the place where the ghost master practiced. Gu Qing has a very good personal relationship with him."

Xue Si slightly hesitated: "I haven't heard that Lin Yuan has any involvement with ghosts."

"Shi Gu used to be a swordsman. When he traveled down the mountain many years ago, he met Gu Qing by chance."

Lian Feng didn't seem to have finished his words, Xue Si didn't ask any more questions, but asked again: "After capturing Gu Qing, she refused to release the Demon Sealing Formation, what should I do?"

"Lian Song once nailed a Burning Soul Arrow into Li Xian's body. To save this girl, the Zhiling Shuttle must be used. Right now, Shi Gu's son is bringing his senior brothers to ask for help. However, his son's cultivation level is not high, if we use those children as a threat, Gu Qing's mouth will not be afraid."

Xue Si smiled lightly when he heard this, "It's a good plan."

"The young master Miao praised."

Lian Feng nodded slightly, Xue Si said again: "Go down first."

"Then young master, you should rest early."

She walked away slowly, leaving only Xue Si standing on the top of the mountain.

She walked halfway, and suddenly looked back at the man, and for some reason, she felt vaguely uneasy again.

Xue Si was very difficult to deal with, and they set up a series of tricks before finally restraining him, making him recall his identity, and willingly return to Shanghai, but if he remembered Xue Wendi, it would be a disaster like destruction.

If He Yiwo was willing to surrender back then, she wouldn't have worried so much.But now Lin Yuan is no longer under their control, she can no longer catch that woman.

Lian Feng gazed, and sat by the bonfire. Yan Shizhai handed her a roasted rabbit full of aroma, and the other party thanked her and took it.Lian San, who was trimming his long bow, kicked Yan Shizhai: "Hey, what are you doing?"

"What am I doing?"

Yan Shizhai was kicked inexplicably, patted the shoe prints on his buttocks, walked around Lian Feng, and sat on the other side of her.

Lian Saruo gave him a gouged look: "There is nothing to show courteousness to, either adultery or robbery."

Yan Shizhai was delighted when he heard it: "Don't worry, I will be your father, I will die of anger sooner or later."

Just as Lian Sa was about to have an attack, Lian Feng stopped him.She broke off a rabbit's leg and said to her youngest son, "Eat, now is not the time to quarrel."

"Humph."

Lian Sa stopped talking and sat down next to his mother.

Yan Shizhai was afraid of this little devil, so he wisely sat a little further away.

Xue Si repeatedly thought of that kiss that day, it was warm and a little painful.

He silently pulled out a handkerchief embroidered with silver fish from his sleeve, which was secretly stuffed in from behind the collar when the man hugged him and kissed him that day.

Like a ghost, he has been hiding on his body without letting anyone find out.

Why did he kiss himself?And why did you say you wanted to marry him?

Xue Si thought about it seriously, when did you owe the love debt?

He looked carefully at the Supa in his hand again, the whitebait was lifelike, with fine stitches, it seems that a lot of thought was put into it.

Xue Si recalled the appearance of the man holding the sword to retreat from the enemy, his body was elegant, his sword energy was like a rainbow, his waist was thin and strong...

He blushed a little for no reason, and could only stare at the veil again in a daze.

This is the Supa given to him, Xue thought, for ordinary people, this must be a token of love, right?Unexpectedly, the hands holding the sword are also good at handwork.

The moonlight was like water, and he always felt that he was already a happy little fish, happily wandering in this boundless beautiful long night.

If you have kissed him, you should marry him, otherwise you will become a thin lover who is spurned by others, and that would be too bad.

Xue Si made up his mind and carefully put away his token of love.

Next, he should think about how to get the devil to accept that person. That person was born in a righteous way and is so strong. If he becomes the young master's wife, it should be very hard.

Xue Si suddenly thought, that person should also know that being the young master's wife is very hard, but even so, let him marry him.This move can be said to be against the world - is this love?

Xue Si was stunned, then took out the Supa hidden in the sleeve, folded it, and hid it in the inner coat.

He had to take care of this hot friendship.

Xue Si touched that piece of skirt, as if touching the warm skin of that person, his heart skipped a beat.

The author has something to say:

Yan Shizhai: I said that the sex makes the mind faint, but you still don't believe me!