refuse to be a teacher

Later, when Xue Erjin recalled that scene again, some scattered fragments in his mind had gradually worn out and were no longer as clearly visible as before.

If it wasn't for Qin Huan and Mo Fuqiu who helped him in time that day, he might have been completely swallowed up by the wolf-like Northwest Zhufengmen.

It's just... In the days after that, he lived in a more muddle-headed way than any other day in the past.

Forced to be placed at the bottom of the empty Xixin Valley, every day when I opened my eyes, I saw the ordinary narrow cabin, the four corners covered with dust, and 49 rock-solid barriers on the edge of the valley.As soon as he closed his eyes, his head was filled with bloody nightmares, accompanied by the hideous or twisted stumps and broken bones of his companions, and the promise that his brother swore before parting, all of them were shattered into powder invisibly deep in his heart.

It's not that he didn't hate.

For a while, he hated everything.

He hated his cowardly and incompetent elder brother, betrayed his trust, and after making an agreement, he ruthlessly abandoned him and went away.

He hated Qin Huan, and also hated Mo Fuqiu, and kept saying to him, "As long as you are in Xixin Valley, it is enough to protect your life forever", but in fact, they just sent him into another cold and lonely cage with their own hands.

He also thought about running away.

The blood of the living sword clan is invincible.No matter how thick the magic barrier is, under the unscrupulous offensive of Huoxue, it can be softened into ashes in an instant.

In his heart, he planned infinitely and darkly. First, he would level up the entire Xixin Valley, and then climb up the so-called head of the famous family, Lingtai Mountain. Recognize how ugly you are.

Xue Erjin thought everything clearly and thoroughly, and even planned to shatter the barrier and escape under everyone's noses during his routine departure from the valley.

But just the night before that, the servant stationed at Taniguchi gently placed an anonymous letter in front of the wooden house.

Xue Erjin picked up the envelope and held it in his hands.However, on the yellowed and wrinkled paper, a short sentence was written hastily in the ancient characters commonly used by the Living Sword Clan——

"Don't leave the valley".

There is no signature, but the handwriting is very familiar.Xue Erjin does not know Chinese, and in this world, there is no second person who communicates with him in the ancient characters of his hometown.

He reacted quickly and realized that something was wrong.I asked the boy stationed at the entrance of the valley, and only said that the envelope was delivered from outside the valley, and there were countless people who handled it, and there was no way to directly determine where it came from.

Xue Er had doubts in his heart, but he calmed down anyway, holding the thin paper tightly in his hand, and sat back in the room without saying a word, following the instruction left in the letter, he did not act rashly for the time being.

The second letter came by coincidence, after Xue Erjin waited in the bottom of the valley for a full month.

It was still the day of going out of the valley routinely, and the boys stationed at Taniguchi changed batch after batch, but the envelope handed to him was as unshakable as last time.

However, this time, Xue Erjin can almost judge with certainty that the person who wrote the letter behind his back is undoubtedly his elder brother.

The letter stated that he was in deep danger and there was no way out.Fortunately, the person who imprisoned him did not intend to take his life. The only requirement was to keep him alive.

- This is the naked/naked/naked threat.

Xue Erjin flew into a rage on the spot, tore the letter up to his waist, threw it all over the air, and finally threw it on the green ground at the door of the wooden house. When the wind blew, it disappeared instantly.

He can imagine how that timid and fearful elder brother lingered in front of the enemy—that stupid man, as long as he can survive, as long as he doesn't cause trouble, no matter what he wants to do, he will immediately nod and agree .

Obviously, he fell into the hands of others, and in order to save his life, he must have swung a knife to self-mutilate without hesitation, offering his own blood to meet people's daily needs.

The biggest difference between him and Xue Erjin is that when faced with a desperate situation, Xue Erjin's first thought is to fight desperately, but he is always seriously thinking about how to survive.

So, Xue Erjin was in a hurry to vent/vent, the first thing was to cut his hands and let blood, and rushed to the entrance of Xixin Valley overnight, and he wanted to destroy the 49 barriers.

But what was it that greeted him?

It was already very late at that time, and there were no lights in the gaps between the winding valleys. The boy at the mouth of the valley was standing in front of him, giving him the third letter that was long overdue.

The handwriting was scrawled and frantic, with a series of dry tears vaguely entrained.

—Please, don't go.

I beg you.

I beg you!I beg you!I beg you!

Because Xue Lan's pupils shrank suddenly, she lost control for a while, and almost smashed the paper into pieces with her palm!

He said, please, don't go.

As soon as you leave the valley, they'll... cut me to pieces.

As long as you don't go, stay, and stay peacefully in this valley, no one can hurt us.

— Please, listen to me.

Listen to me, okay?

Because of Xue Lan's thin lips, her eyes were almost bloodshot.

I beg again...

I beg you again, listen to me!

That poor man, who was so humble in the dirt, used that word humbly all the time - "beg".

He seems to have no dignity. He will always bury his skin deep in the ground and let others crush and trample him. Even if his body is stained and dirty, as long as he survives intact in the end, he can easily feel satisfied.

At that moment, Xue Erjin really hated him, and there was still a lingering disgust in the hatred.

It seemed that having such a weak and unbroken blood relative for no reason would drag him down.Whenever he thinks of him, indescribable disgust and contempt will flow from his heart.

——But more, it is still a habit of his attitude.

After so many years, Xue Erjin naturally knows how his elder brother is greedy for life and afraid of death alone.Therefore, in many cases, the resentment accumulated in his heart over the years is far inferior to the friendship and tolerance between brothers whose blood is thicker than water.

Since he made such a remark, Xue Erjin gradually calmed down even though she was furious, and the first thing she thought of was to take care of his safety.

He guessed that maybe his brother was falling into the hands of someone outside the valley, and this person tried his best to pass the letter to him through layers of checkpoints—his identity would definitely not be simple, and even further down the line. After digging a little deeper, it is very likely that it is a powerful high-ranking person on Lingtai Mountain.

Then why did he do this?

Holding two living sword clansmen in his hand at the same time, its deterrent effect can be described as extraordinary.If it spreads in the future, no one will be his opponent in the martial arts arena.

Who will he be?

Mo Fuqiu, who is the head of the famous family, or Qin Huan, the sword master of Feng'ai who lived far in the southeast?

Xue Erjin couldn't accurately judge what kind of person would be holding her brother hostage behind the scenes.He is at the bottom of the valley, completely isolated from the world, and only on the days when he goes out of the valley every month, can he barely find out any news related to the outside world.

But under such circumstances, the elder brother begged him not to go out of the valley.

His anger was his own, but he didn't dare to act rashly. He could only try to persuade himself day after day, to stay, stay, stay... just to protect the only remaining relative around him, to endure Unbearable shackles, enduring painful shackles, staying alone at the bottom of the empty Xinxin Valley, experiencing the loneliness brought about by the long years.

However, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, almost every month, Xue Erjin would receive that letter written in ancient characters without exception.

The content of the letter was long and short, and most of the time, it was still begging, begging him not to leave, not to leave Xixin Valley, begging him to stay in peace and not go anywhere.

After reading it for a long time, Xue Erjin inevitably became bored, and every time he received the letter and saw the word "begging", he simply threw it out of the window and let it suffer all the wind and sun outside.

Often at the end, some nostalgia and reluctance would arise again, and the door would be pushed open by a ghost, walked out, squatted down, carefully picked up the dusty thin paper, put it in his arms, and lifted his own Clothes, wipe clean inch by inch.

That was the last remaining link between him and his elder brother who had been with him day and night.

He cherishes it in every way, but at the same time he is in a hurry.

He could obviously go far away, fly high, and go alone to the place he wanted to reach, but he chose to stay in this whirlpool-like bottomless Xixin Valley, where he sank repeatedly year after year.

The reason is just waiting for the letter that is always late.

He knew that once he left Xixin Valley, the outside world would be vast, and as long as those people were willing to hide his brother in some unknown corner, Xue Erjin might not be able to find his whereabouts no matter how hard he tried.

So he can only stay at the bottom of the valley for a long time, and temporarily confirm the safety of his brother by receiving letters.

At the beginning, Xue Erjin hadn't given up on carefully deducing the current situation of the two of them from that few words.Finding the instigator of everything behind the scenes is the motivation for him to wait day and night in Xixin Valley.

And what about his timid older brother?Every time when the routine out of the valley enchantment is temporarily opened, a letter will be handed in in the chaos. The previous large paragraphs of sentences were all expressing pleadings in a low-key manner. Later, Xue Erjin gradually calmed down. From the trembling two or three lines of ancient writing, Fang managed to utter one or two vague words of peace.

His meaning is very simple, as long as Xue Erjin does not leave the valley, the two of them will definitely not have any life-threatening danger.But if he had even the slightest thought of destroying the barrier and trying to escape, what would happen to him would be betting the lives of his closest relatives.

The person hiding behind the scenes is extremely shrewd, almost nailing Xue Erjin's subconscious forbearance.As for the purpose, Xue Erjin can't speculate wildly. There are very few detections of external information at the bottom of Xinxin Valley. From the initial restlessness to the slow compromise in the middle, he was forced to curl up at the bottom of the valley. In a place so close to me, I couldn't find the answer for a long time, and the requirements became lower and lower. At the end, I simply gave up struggling and sat in the small yard outside the wooden house with a heart full of emptiness, waiting every day like this, Consumed, boiled, time is up, he almost forgot why.

He didn't dare to go out easily, and the person who delivered the letter outside the valley never set foot on the bottom of the valley.There are mountains and rivers far away from each other, or they are only separated by a piece of paper, but he can't figure it out, and he has no ability to figure it out. The infinite desire for a free life at the beginning is nothing but twisted by the two folded wings. Keeping the letter that never came back, until the original despair in the bottom of my heart gave birth to dense cocoons one after another.

He even thought a little funny that he would hold those paper pages and characters without any signs of life, and spend his whole life like a fool becoming more and more dull.

At the bottom of the heart-washing valley, which has been filled with boredom year after year, finally such a person appeared.

Since then, his long-sleeping gloomy fate was instantly ignited to clarity.