Disciple's rebellion

Mi Chen woke up to the sound of rain.

He lifted the crane velvet brocade quilt, walked to the window, and hugged Xuemei Fengweiqin aside.

In fact, Mi Chen didn't need to get up at all, he could form a barrier to protect Qin with a flick of spiritual power.

Moreover, Ning Jie has always been thoughtful, he has already set up an enchantment outside the room, and the rain can't even pass through the window and fall on the piano.

It's just that these days Mi Chen always dreams about the past, the obvious sadness on his face when he told Ning Jie that they could never be mortals.

Thinking of this, Mi Chen always felt that some things did not require spiritual power, so he did it with his own hands like an ordinary person, such as closing the window, such as arranging flowers.

After Mi Chen put the piano away, he pushed open the wooden window and looked at the rain in the demon world with curiosity in his heart.

The sky in the Demon Realm is always gloomy, but it only rains, and this day looks like a continuous drizzle in the Human Realm.

Some of the clouds with suitable shades are still dark, but most of them are bright with sunshine.

The peach blossoms planted on the side became more and more delicate and lovely in the rain.

Heartbroken, Mi Chen closed the wooden window, pushed open the porter to the corridor, and stretched out his hand to pluck a branch of peach blossom and put it in the room.

But when he just folded the flowers and turned to leave, his eyes moved down slightly, and he caught a glimpse of something inadvertently.

Mi Chen took a closer look—it was Shui Cheng.

Said to be Shuicheng, but it looks like a vase, which is just right for peach blossoms.

As soon as this thought flashed across, Mi Chen frowned.

At this time, Chu Xin was holding an oiled paper umbrella, carrying the plum cake with the power of chaos and walking towards this side from a distance. Seeing Mi Chen slightly dazed in the corridor, he hurriedly stepped into the corridor.

Chu Xin threw the umbrella on the ground, walked quickly to Mi Chen, and asked, "Xianzun, why did you stay in the air for so long?"

Mi returned to his senses, and put the peach blossoms in front of Chu Xin: "I folded flowers here, thought of something, stayed for a while, and I'll go back to the house."

Chu Xin replied: "Then Immortal Venerable, follow me back."

Mi Chen nodded, and just as he stepped up, he saw the fruit plate floating beside Chu Xin.

Chu Xin didn't wait for Mi Chen to ask, and replied consciously: "Oh, this is the plum blossom cake made by Mozun, and there are some plums in it, specially asked me to bring it for Xianzun to taste."

Seeing that Chuxin brought up Ning Jie on his own initiative, Mi Chen asked along the way: "Where is Ah Jie?"

Mi Chen felt something was wrong since he got up, and he didn't understand what was wrong until he wanted to put the flowers into the vase.

Ever since I met Ning Jie, the two have been almost inseparable except that they have different rooms at night.

Mi Chen wakes up in the scent of various flowers every day, and when he opens his eyes, he can see Ning Jie brought new flowers and put them in the vase next to the Fengweiqin.

Then he sat aside to deal with business, and took the books from the new bookshelf to pass the time.

As the days went by, Mi Chen got used to waking up in the scent of flowers, and the first thing he saw were Ning Jie and fresh flowers.

Mi Chen did see new flowers today, but he didn't see anyone.

This has happened to him before, but Ning Jie usually tells him the night before.But before the lights were turned off last night, Ning Jie didn't say anything.

This slight difference made Mi Chen very unaccustomed to it.

Chu Xin replied: "I don't know either. Zhiru suddenly went to the kitchen early this morning, and reported some things to the Mozun, but he hasn't seen the Mozun since then. Probably there is something unexpected that the Mozun has to deal with personally."

Mi Chen looked towards the sky unconsciously. Although the clouds were white and bright, the rain was not light.

His eyes were slightly empty: What is it...

Chu Xin was afraid that Mi Chen would catch a cold, so he said again: "Xianzun, let's go back to the room first."

Mi returned to his senses, and asked quickly: "Xiaoxin, it's raining in your demon world..."

Jubilant Villa

"Straighten your waist! Straighten your hands!" Li Phosphate, with a pale face, held a stick in the rain to correct their posture.

"Foot, Duiyou position!" Li Phosphorus wiped the rainwater from his face, and drove the little disciple's feet with a ring stick.

Li Lin kept patrolling the crowd: "Don't blame senior brother for being ruthless for letting you refine your spirits in such a heavy rain. You know, when monsters attack, they don't care. Only the skills cultivated under extreme conditions, It is possible to save your life at the last moment! Do you understand!"

These little disciples were blinded by the rain, but they shouted loudly: "Understood!"

After the training was over, Mu Jian, the owner of Juanmu Villa, brought a bowl of ginger soup tremblingly: "Xiao Jiang, come and drink some ginger soup to drive away the cold."

Li Phosphorus immediately went up to meet him, supported Jiang Tang with his spiritual power, supported Mu Jian, and said, "I'm really ashamed that I let my uncle take care of Jiang Lou. You are not in good health, so let the servants do these things in the future."

Mu Jian patted the back of Li Phosphate's hand lightly, and said, "It's because you're just a bunch of old bones, that's why I want to see you more while you're still here."

The two fell on the soft bed, and Mu Jian painted Li Lin's face lightly with her eyes, and said with a smile: "And I should take care of you. It's also thanks to you these years, otherwise this Jumbo Villa would have been disbanded long ago. "

All sorts of emotions passed through Li Phus' heart, but he couldn't express any emotion.

After Li Phosphorus put the ginger soup on the desk, he took out a brocade box from his pocket and handed it to Mu Jian: "Uncle, this is Jiang Louxun's elixir, you can take it together with the previous pill."

Mu Jian smiled lightly and pushed the brocade box back.

Seeing that Mu Jian didn't want it, Li Phos there was a trace of anxiety and nervousness on his face.

Mu Jian naturally understood Li Phus's mood, so he poured Li Phus a cup of hot tea and handed it to him: "This man is like this cup of tea, as time goes by, he will cool down sooner or later. Grass comes to continue, but it is just lingering to preserve some residual warmth."

Mu Jian gently rubbed the teacup with her wrinkled fingertips, and continued: "What's more, there is no tea that can be kept hot. This tea, once it is kept hot, it will no longer look like it was originally."

There was some sadness in Li Phosphate's eyes: "Uncle, if Qing'an is still there, will you refuse to be by his side?"

Mu Jian raised her trembling hand, patted Li Phosph's shoulder lightly, and said, "If Qing'an is here, I will be like this too. I have never obeyed the destiny all my life, but now, I always feel that the way of heaven is natural and I do nothing to meditate. "

Li Phus narrowed his eyes, but did not answer.

Mu Jian said softly: "Jiang Lou, before you came, I also heard about what happened in the realm of comprehension. What uncle wants to tell you is, follow your heart and go on. Whether you do nothing or admit defeat, you will There is a choice to be made."

His tone became more and more sincere: "But Uncle doesn't want myself and Qing'an to be the straw that overwhelms you. Uncle and Qing'an only hope that your life will be easier."

Li Phus clenched his hands tightly.

Mu Jian sighed softly: "My child, there is nothing perfect in this world, don't live so tired."

After speaking, Mu Jian withdrew her hand, stood up slowly, and walked out.

After Mu Jian left, Li Phus let go of his back and lay down slowly on the bed, panting continuously, as if vomiting out all the depression that was squeezed from his heart.

After a long silence, Li Phosph suddenly said, "It's hard for you to accompany me for so long on a rainy day."

A figure emerged from the darkness.

He said in a hoarse voice: "It seems that you have recovered that memory."

Li Phus smiled wryly: "Yeah, they hid it from me for so long, but I still recovered that memory."

"... Next, what are your plans?"

Li Phus shook his head, then nodded again: "At the beginning, I really didn't know what to do, but just now with what Uncle Mu said, I seem to know what to do."

"...Do you hate Mu Mu?"

"Oh~"

Li Feng sneered.

"You ask me if I hate him." Li Phus stood up, looked at him with red eyelids, and said hoarsely, "He changed my whole life, how can I not hate him!"

Li Phosphate, courtesy name Jianglou, young master of sinking water, was intelligent at a young age, not long after he reached adulthood, famous for his Yilong swordsmanship, and ranked first among the sons of the aristocratic family.

The angry horse in fresh clothes, brandishing a sword, shakes the world with spirit.

He also married Xie Meng, the young master of Jianhua. The two were newly married, Yaner, and it was the time of deep affection.

It can be said to be proud of the spring breeze and enjoy the bliss of the world.

Once the memory is restored, these things are like fireworks that bloom in an instant, and then only ashes are left, and everything is destroyed.

Li Phosphorus smiled with red eyes: "I have always known that as the young master of Shui Shen, many things are not chosen by me. But I am willing to bear it, because that kind of life is also what I want."

He said with a sarcasm: "It never occurred to me that it was not my will. In this life, I am burdened with shackles, and others determine my destiny."

Li Phosph looked up at him: "He didn't even know the ending, but he used his life to put the shackles on me that blended with flesh and blood, and made me blame myself for the rest of my life. Do you think I hate him!"

The other party was silent for a moment, then stood up, wanting to leave.

Li Phosphate said: "I agree to what you planned."

The other side turned to look at him.

The redness in the corners of Li Phosphorus' eyes still hasn't faded, but he has a calm expression on his face: "But I can't deny that this is my original intention to pursue Taoism."

"..."

After the people left, Li Phosphorus looked at the completely dark environment in the room, stretched out his hand and condensed a wave of spiritual power to light the candles in the room.

Looking at the slightly flickering candle, he murmured: "You can't forget the darkness of others in the night just because you are in the daylight, and you can't... allow others to chase the dawn in their hearts."

Li Phus closed his eyes.

A line of clear tears slid down his cheeks, wetting the wrinkled collar again.

It was completely dark in the Demon Realm.

Mi congealed a fire lotus, hugged the qin, and followed it to Ning Jie's study.

Now it is the first moment of Pingdan, if it is a normal day, Mi Chen would have already rested, but today... no, it should be yesterday, he has been waiting for Ning Jie, and he has not slept for a long time.

Mi Chen looked at the dark sky in the Demon Realm through the light of Yinghuolian, and his mood was a little depressed.

Ning Jie's office room is not far from the ice room where Mi Chen stays, and he only needs to go through a turning corridor.

Tonight is Zhiru's vigil, he saw Mi Chen from a distance, so he went forward to meet him.

Zhi Ru bowed to Mi Chen: "Immortal Venerable."

Looking at the brightly lit room, Mi Chen couldn't help asking: "What happened today, why hasn't he rested yet?"

Zhi Ru was also relieved of Mi Chen, and replied directly: "Chizhang is lost, today the Immortal Venerable is going to deal with it."

Mi Chen showed surprise on his face: "Missing Chizhang?"

Zhi Ru nodded: "Earlier this morning, I went to check Chizhang's condition, but saw that the wooden frame where Chizhang was placed was empty, and only then did I realize that Chizhang was missing."

Mi Chen wondered: "Chizhang has been refined by Ah Jie, how could Ah Jie not know it disappeared?"

Zhiru smiled lightly: "Zhiru doesn't know."

Mi Chen didn't seem to care much about Chizhang either, his eyes were all on that room.

Seeing that Mi Chen's thoughts were all on Ning Jie, Zhi Ru couldn't help but chuckled and said, "Is the Immortal Venerable worried?"

Mi Chen asked softly, "Has he been resting so late all this time?"

Zhi Ru turned around to look at Ning Jie's shadow on the window, and replied: "No." He turned his eyes to look at Mi Chen, and smiled slightly: "The Mozun is diligent in cultivation and almost never rests. Recently, thanks to the Immortal Venerable, The Mozun's complexion is better than before."

Mi Chen slowly tightened his arms and hugged Qin in his arms, "He is already a Demon Lord, why..."

Zhiru's eyes flickered suddenly, but Mi Chen's mind was not on Zhiru, and he didn't notice the slightest abnormality in him.

He replied: "Zhiru doesn't know. But Zhiru dares to guess, it should be that the Demon Lord has not got what he wants, so it is still so hard."

Mi Chen lowered his eyes and didn't speak.

Zhi Ru continued: "The Immortal Venerable came here holding the qin, presumably to see the Demon Venerable. Do you need Zhi Ru to report?"

Mi Chen shook his head: "Zhi Hufa can follow Ah Jie's arrangement."

As soon as Mi Chen finished speaking, countless vines crawled in front of Mi Chen from outside the corridor.They continue to wrap around the branches to form a compact piano table and stool.

Mi Chen put the Xuemei Fengweiqin on it, flicked it lightly and tested the sound.

Looking at the thirteen-stringed qin, Zhi Ru frowned slightly, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

The previous conversation between Mi Chen and Zhi Ru was Mi Chen's intention to disappear, so Ning Jie was in the room and never knew that Mi Chen was outside.

But Mi Chen came to play the piano for Ning Jie, and did not hide his voice.

The moment the piano sounded, Ning Jie immediately noticed that Mi Shen was outside.

He quickly stood up from the ice table, took a crane cloak from the hanger, opened the door, and walked in the direction of the sound of the piano.

Seeing Mi Chen playing the piano, Ning Jie was stunned for a moment, then put the crane cloak on Mi Chen's body: "It's raining so hard, why don't you wear the crane cloak and play the piano outside!"

Mi Chen stopped, looked down at Ning Jie anxiously helping him tie the knot.

Seeing Ning Jie rushing out, Zhi Ru took a few steps back, waved away the surrounding demon soldiers, cast a special barrier on the two of them, turned around and left.

After Ning Jie was fastened, he realized that only Mi Chen and himself were left here.

There was silence between the two, only the sound of rain hitting the eaves and the wind shaking the wind.

……

Ning Jie took a step back and said, "It's windy and windy outside, follow me back to the room."

But Mi Chen grabbed Ning Jie's slightly cool hand, raised his eyes and said, "Ah Jie, sit here with me for a while. Zhiru has set up a barrier, so it's not cold."

Ning Jie pursed his lips and sat next to Mi Chen.

Seeing that Ning Jie was still in a hurry and awkwardness, Mi Chen didn't force him, and stretched out his hand to pluck the strings.

Ning Jie didn't listen at first because he was nervous and at a loss.

After these emotions dissipated, Ning Jie suddenly found that the tune was somewhat familiar.

After listening carefully, I found that it was Du Wu's ditty!

Ning Jie turned his eyes to look at Mi Chen.

But Mi Chen's expression was normal, and Ning Jie couldn't see any emotion from it.

Ning Jie had no choice but to turn around and listen to the music quietly with his eyes closed.

When in Du Wu, Mi Chen said that this Du Wu ditty was his parents' love song. Although Ning Jie remembered it in his heart, he didn't think what Mi Chen said was true.

When Ah Chen came to Liangling, he was still young, so it was impossible for him to remember his parents.

But after he came to the Demon Realm, he inquired about it, and he didn't realize that this Du Wu ditty was indeed a love song between Rong Su and Chu Ji.

Ning Jie's heart is extremely complicated.

There is the general ecstasy of wanting to realize the dream, there is doubt about the realization of the dream, there is also disillusionment when cold water is poured on it, and there is more... the distress for Ah Chen.

Just as all kinds of thoughts were spent on going to battle, the exhaustion that Ning Jie had deliberately suppressed for many years was pumped out like magma.

These exhaustions are not only the physical exhaustion brought about by continuous cultivation, but also the psychological exhaustion brought about by the helplessness of irreversible endings and ill-fated fate.

Ning Jie's eyelids began to sink.

The gentle sound of the piano completely dispelled his resistance, and Ning Jie's drowsiness was constantly stimulated, and finally reached its peak at a certain moment.

Ning Jie couldn't hold back the drowsiness any longer, he lowered his head little by little, and finally landed on Mi Chen's shoulder that was deliberately leaning over, and fell asleep peacefully and drowsily.

When Mi Chen saw that Ning Jie's head began to sink, he slightly untied Ning Jie's crane cloak around him with a movement of picking the string.

Most of the wide crane cloak fell off Mi Chen's shoulders.

When Ning Jie's head rested on his shoulder, Mi Chen paused, and stretched out his hand to drape the falling crane cloak over Ning Jie's body.

The wide crane cloak surrounded the two of them, and they both felt a sense of warmth as they huddled inside.

Mi Chen turned his head and kissed Ning Jie's forehead lightly, wrapped his arms around his waist, and looked up into the distance, admiring the rainy scene.

The heads of the two leaned lightly, leaning on each other on this rainy night.

Whether it is the time that has passed, or the time that will pass next, it seems that it has never changed.

——From the beginning to the end, there were only the two of them leaning on each other.

Mi soaked up the warmth of Ning Jie's body, watching the rain fall on the peach blossoms with divergent eyes.

In fact, for a long time, Mi Chen didn't like playing this Du Wu ditty.

This ditty was indeed his parents' love song.When he was young, his mother often hummed at night to lull him to sleep.

But after coming to Liangling, this ditty became his nightmare.

From the very beginning, Rong Ming didn't want Bai Lan to accept him as his apprentice, even if it was a foregone conclusion, when he saw Mi Chen, he would either throw a face or cold knife.

But after all, he is his mother's father, and in the loneliness that cannot be avoided, he will miss his mother.

At that time, in order to please Rong Ming, Mi Chen used the qin he made to play for him, so as to comfort Rong Ming's longing for his daughter.

After the performance, Rong Ming could temporarily soothe the loneliness, but Bai Lan was stimulated and went into a nervous breakdown.

His hatred for Rong Su was condensed in countless whippings...

The wound kept scabbing and callusing, and Mi Chen also understood that Rong Ming knew about Bai Lan's so-called "punishment" to him, but he didn't try to stop him, because he also hated himself.

Mi Chen has learned to be smart, and will never do such thankless things again.

But Bai Lang had already been stimulated. Once someone in Liang Ling took out a qin with thirteen strings, Bai Lang would not only punish that disciple, but also find excuses to punish himself.

If Bai Wei hadn't burned all of Liang Ling's thirteen-string violins in the end, I'm afraid he wouldn't have lived so peacefully in the future.

Later, Mi Chen met Ning Jie and carried him back to the Blue Mountain.

Even if a child as old as Ning Jie has been wandering outside for many years, he will still be afraid of this kind of emptiness, especially on thunderstorm nights, when this fear is constantly amplified by the turbulent dark clouds.

Knowing that Ning Jie couldn't sleep, Mi Chen wanted to coax him.

But he is stupid, he can't tell stories, and he wants to hum like his mother, but his voice is cold, and the sound he hums is even more awkward and weird.

Therefore, Mi Chen had no choice but to take out the qin that had been covered in dust for a long time in the spirit bag again, and played the Du Wu ditty that had made him terrified and depressed, and coaxed Ning Jie to sleep.

When Mi Chen's hands were plucking the strings, the scorching pain from the whipping that he had suffered once again afflicted his whole body along his fingertips, and the wounds that had long since disappeared were torn open again.

However, when Mi Chen looked at Ning Jie's face about to fall asleep, his heart became strangely quiet.

At that moment, the pain he suffered was soothed by this defenseless sleeping face.

……

Thinking of this, Mi Chen subconsciously looked down at Ning Jie who was leaning on his shoulder again.

—Ajie, do you know?

In your unknown time, you healed all my scars and gave me the strength to go on.

... In this world, nothing is more important than you.

If I had a choice, I would really run to you without hesitation!

No matter what, run to you!