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"Xiu'er, did you see Ya'er?"

In the early morning, Zhong Li went to the disciple room of Gu Qianmu and Yue Xiu. The two of them lived in the same courtyard. As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw Yue Xiu practicing sword under the tree, and he smiled with relief.

Yuexiu wiped off his sweat, although he was surprised why Zhongli came here, he obediently put away his sword and saluted: "Master..."

Zhongli nodded: "Where's your senior brother?"

Yue Xiu looked hesitant and said: "Shouldn't get up yet..." It seemed that he was afraid that he would do something that would be unfavorable to Gu Qianmu.

"I'll go and have a look." Zhongli murmured, worried in his heart.

If it wasn't for his willingness, it would still be difficult to get out of that kind of thing, and he was afraid that his apprentice would be immersed in such decadence in the future.

"Ya'er?" After knocking on the door several times, there was no movement inside, it was too quiet inside.

He hesitated to open the door and looked around, but there was no one there.

There was only Wu Yajian lying quietly on the ground, and the water in the tub behind the screen that had already cooled down.

"Xiu'er, was there someone here last night?" Zhong Li frowned.

Yuexiu trotted over, wondering: "No! I didn't see it."

A bad premonition rose from the bottom of the clock.

He ordered Yuexiu to look for it, and he also flew away with his sword.

The Miao Cang faction does not allow swords to be used in places other than competitions. This is a clear stipulation that offenders will be severely punished and treated equally.

But Zhongli really can't control so much.

He always felt that Gu Qianmu had hidden many things from him.

Siguoya is a cliff near a barren mountain sent by Miao Cang, and Zhongli directly jumped over the guards and broke in.

Yin Kang was naturally startled when he saw the person coming. After staying in Siguoya for a few days, his temper calmed down a lot, his sharp edge restrained a little, and he greeted him politely: "Elder Zhongli."

Zhong Li didn't have time to be courteous with him here, so he poked him straight and said, "Did Duan Ya come to see you?"

Yin Kang was stunned: "No, why did the elder ask such a question?"

He thought that there was nothing wrong with it here, so Zhong Li's question was a bit inexplicable.

Seeing him like this, Zhong Li didn't seem to be lying, not to mention he didn't have the guts, so he frowned and said, "He's gone."

Before the words fell, the person had disappeared, only the breeze brought by the sword was left.

Yin Kang stood alone on the spot, but he was not much moved.

Zhongli went to the place where Gu Qianmu fetched water for him on the mountain again, but he searched for a long time but couldn't find anyone, and when he came back, he searched all the sects, and there was no clue.

The sun was already setting, and Yue Xiu and Zhong Li met at the same place.

Zhongli asked eagerly: "Have you found it?"

Yuexiu shook his head, his voice trembled slightly, with a slight nasal tone: "No, did Master find it?"

Only then did Zhongli realize that he should recruit more apprentices.That way, if something happens, it won't be so embarrassing.

It's not easy for him to go to the head of the sect for help, anyway, this is also his own sect's business.What's more, he has always disliked interacting with others, and there is no one who is very familiar with in the Miao Cang sect.

Sighing, Zhong Li patted the little apprentice's head and said, "Xiu'er, I've been looking for you for a whole day, go get something to eat and rest early, don't worry, Master will definitely find your senior brother."

Hearing what he said, Yuexiu couldn't hold back his tears, and fell down, "Master...I'm worried about senior brother..."

"Hey, go back and have a good rest, everything is still with Master."

Yuexiu wiped away tears, nodded, turned and went back to his room.

Zhong Li took the Wu Ya Sword, thinking deeply.

Wuya is made of high-quality black iron, and he has followed Gu Qianmu for many years. If he has spirituality, he may be able to follow it to know Gu Qianmu's whereabouts.

It was getting dark out of the corner of his eyes, and Zhong Li also knew that his other personality was going to be a demon again, so he had to go back to the bamboo forest first, and activate the suppressing magic circle covering the residence.

In the room where the candles were extinguished, the moonlight could not shine in. In the darkness, the Wu Ya Sword was hung on the wall, and the silver sword exuded a faint light, becoming the only light in the small space.

The dim light hit Zhongli's face, bright and dark.

He sat cross-legged on the futon in the center of the room, with him as the center, and a large magic circle outside the room.

He knew early on that he had another side.

When he was a child, his elder brother always said strange things in front of him.For example, he obviously didn't make a fuss about drinking fish soup too early in the middle of the night, but the next morning, his brother complained to him that he was torturing him in the middle of the night.

At first he thought it was him dreaming in the middle of the night, but there were many such things, so he became suspicious.

With an attitude of giving it a try, he left a note on the paper and put it on the table: Are you another me?

When he woke up the next morning, there was an answer on the paper: yes.

It was forceful, a little more wild than his own handwriting, but it wasn't the handwriting of anyone he knew.

Since then, he has left a note every night to talk to his other self, like having an extra playmate, and he enjoys it.

They got along very happily until their family was destroyed and their brother died.

Their elder brother, Zhong Zhe, the elder brother who held them in his arms since childhood, died to save them.

This is also the source of their differences.

The reason for the extermination of the family is still unknown, except for seeing a few people wearing the uniforms of Miao Cang sect disciples, he has no clues.

He wanted to sneak into the Miao Cang faction to inquire about the situation and slowly search for clues, while the other one was particularly aggressive, because the Miao Cang faction was related to this, so he wanted to let all the disciples of the Miao Cang faction be buried with him regardless.

That's why he suppressed him.

If this matter has nothing to do with Miao Cang, they are so innocent.

Everything was safe at first, but recently, another self's temperament suddenly became more irritable, and there is a tendency to be uncontrollable if this continues.

It seems... It started from the big change in Ya'er's temperament...

Zhong Li, who closed his eyes and worked hard, didn't notice that the Wu Ya Sword's light was getting brighter.

He didn't open his eyes until Wu Ya's sword trembled.

The flame talisman in his hand lit the candle, covering Wu Ya's already weak silver light.

"Wu Ya, do you know where Ya'er is?" Zhong Li said to Wu Ya with his sword.

Wu Ya moved again, flew down from the wall, turned around in the room, the tip of the sword was embedded in the wall next to the scroll, and made a buzzing sound of "Zheng".

Everything happened so fast, Zhong Xin hesitated.

He walked up to the painting, held onto Wu Ya, tried several times but failed to pull it out, but felt a slight fluctuation of spiritual power on the painting.

He frowned slightly. It was his own spiritual power, which was very weak. Looking at its direction, it looked like a mark left by a space-time magic technique. People could cover up the breath, which made it difficult for him to find it.

If he didn't do it by himself, then it could only be him.

Could it be that Ya'er is inside?

Thinking of this, Zhong Xin was startled.

Fortunately, there was not much difference in the techniques they used. The magic circle recognized his spiritual power and formed a swirling channel on the scroll.

Zhong Li went in without even thinking about it.

It was pitch black in front of him, Zhong Li made a decision and saw the situation clearly.

The little apprentice he was holding in his hands was tied to the bed with weak breathing, his clothes had disappeared for a long time, and the traces on his body were unsightly.

The messy hair covered half of his face, Zhongli couldn't see his appearance clearly, only his pale lips and pale cheeks.

The light is dim, and the heart is cold.

He thought about many possibilities and imagined many people, but he never thought that the person who ruined Gu Qianmu was actually himself.

This is his apprentice, he is his master.

Zhongli stood stiffly on the spot until his legs and feet were numb, he still couldn't face him, he lowered his eyelids and dared not look at him.

After a long time, Gu Qianmu opened his eyes from his drowsiness, blinked his beautiful eyes covered with water vapor, and pressed his head up for a long time before tilting his head to look at the bright place.

"Ya..." Zhong Li subconsciously called him, but before he finished speaking, Gu Qianmu tilted his head to the other side indifferently, turning a blind eye to him.

"Ya'er..." The voice full of bitterness and guilt did not move Gu Qianmu's heart. Zhongli called him, and then stood still in place, not daring to approach him easily, and he didn't know what to say to him .

Xu Shi's gaze from behind was too hot to ignore, but Gu Qianmu finally turned his head impatiently: "What else do you want?"

"I……"

"Zhongli, what do you want to do after taking off my hands and feet and doing such shameful things to me? Another way to torture me? Or just kill me?"

Zhongli took a step back subconsciously.

To put it bluntly, the other he is not also him, and what he does is no different from what he does.

He had never seen such a questioning tone, a cold tone, and Gu Shui Wubo's eyes.

Zhong Li suddenly felt that he was a fuck off!

He obviously did everything, but that day he "kindly" sent Gu Qianmu back, comforted him in every possible way, and even cooked for him himself...

Thinking about it now, how ridiculous all this is.

"No, Ya'er, I..."

"You what?" Gu Qianmu was aggressive.

Zhongli was speechless.

Gu Qianmu sneered and said, "There's nothing to say, anyway, all you want is this body, why? Thinking about it now? Don't you always do it directly? Why are you pretending here?"

Such words should never come out of the mouth of his little apprentice.

Zhongli faced him facelessly, but he couldn't ignore him.

He hesitated for a long time, but still took light steps and walked in front of Gu Qianmu.

Gu Qianmu lay there looking at him like a dead fish.

Zhong Li couldn't bear his hateful gaze, turned his face away, and handled his cold ankle with his warm hands, feeling the shiver of the person under him as if being electrocuted.

Zhong Li asked: "He broke your ankle?"

When the fingers touched, Gu Qianmu's ankle was indeed dislocated, and the ankle was icy cold, and it took a long time to disconnect.

"Be patient." Zhong Li said.

Then, he pulled and pushed hard with his hands, and connected the joints of his feet back.

Gu Qianmu clutched the bed sheet in pain, and didn't make a sound from the beginning to the end, but cold sweat began to break out from his forehead.

Zhong Li has been paying attention to his reaction, seeing him like this, touched his pale lips with his fingers, and said softly: "Ya'er, call out when it hurts, Master is here, don't bite yourself, be good."