refuse to be a teacher

Cheng Bi is over seventeen this year, and he is at an active age of going out and about. He should have no fate with Dongnan Changxingju, and it is even less likely that he would later ask Yi Shangxian to be his teacher.

——But his fate is very bleak, or the kind of bleakness that is one in a million.

Famine ravaged the barren areas of my hometown last year, forcing the Cheng family and his wife to move to a relatively prosperous and rich area in the northwest with their son.

Unfortunately, for a long time, the people at the bottom of the Northwest have been living a painful life of being brutally crushed and ravaged by the Zhufengmen.

Therefore, not long after entering the city, the honest couple of the Cheng family, who didn't know the truth, happened to run into people's hands completely, and those cruel and evil people peeled off their skins and souls one by one on the spot. One of the tiny powers that can control soul art.

Cheng Bi was lucky enough to be sheltered by his parents, so he fled out of the city overnight, and finally passed out in the mud outside the city, and was rescued by a long line of house slaves who went to the northwest region to investigate the situation.

After a few days of recuperation, when I went back to the place where my parents died suddenly and tried to retrieve something, there were only two pieces of black and green human skin that festered to the point of pus, and the outer ring of the human skin had a half and a half strands that could not be pulled out. Dry soul.

"It wasn't until I was sent to the Changxing residence, that is, in the past few months..." Cheng Bi said, "Master saw that I was homeless, and planned to make me a housekeeper for cleaning the house. Later, I thought about it." Thinking about it, Yue Mo also suddenly said that he wanted to accept me as an apprentice on a whim."

After hearing his long series of unbearably miserable experiences, Xue Lan felt quite bitter in her heart.

"No wonder..." he said, "the last time I came to Changxing Residence, I didn't see that bad old man accepting apprentices. I thought it was impossible for him to accept apprentices in his lifetime with his rock-like withdrawn personality. "

Cheng Bi regained his expression, and corrected him solemnly and seriously: "My master is a gentle, kind and good man, and he is not withdrawn. And because of emotion and reason, you should at least call him 'uncle', you have been a bad old man. It's really out of proportion for the old man to yell like this."

Xue Lan didn't think that he would be entangled in this at all, and stayed alone for a while, Fang spread his hands a little funny and said: "I called him uncle, but he obviously didn't like it."

Cheng Bi said: "Even if he doesn't like it, you have to know some manners in front of your elders... Didn't your master teach you this?"

elder?

Xue Lan thought in his heart that at his age, it would not be too much for Yi Shangxian to care about his voice.Fortunately, he has always boasted of generosity and benevolence, and has never used this as an excuse to embarrass others, so when Cheng Bi mentioned this, Xue Lanyin just smiled meaninglessly, and said lightly: "My master taught me to do these things. What? After all, he is not a three-year-old child, why should he teach him everything?"

Cheng Bi's face darkened, and he said again: "Since your master has never taught you anything, then what's the use of having him?"

Hearing Cheng Bi's tone, Xue Lan seemed to be really fighting him.I don't know what kind of strength this kid is competing with alone, Xue Lan didn't want to be compared with him, so she coughed lightly and said meaningfully: "Of course I want him to be useful...and, I can do whatever I want. "

Cheng Bixian didn't understand it at first, but when he realized it, he immediately pushed Xue Lanyin away as if he was on fire, and repeatedly reprimanded: "You...you have no shame at all!"

Xue Lan snorted and wanted to say something more, seeing that the boy's complexion was turning red and blue all the time, as if he was very shy, so he didn't say any more.After staying in silence for a moment, he simply turned his head and returned to the topic: "Forget it, let's not talk about this. You said that you have left your parents with a remnant soul, and you want to use the spell of sending the soul to them. A resurrection... What are you doing this for?"

Cheng Bi didn't understand the meaning of his question, so he said in a daze, "Huh? Why?"

Xue Lan said: "They are no longer in this world...Life and death is a matter of destiny, and it is only to add to the sadness."

Cheng Bi shook his head vigorously when he heard this, and firmly denied him, saying: "What I really care about is not whether I can successfully reverse the fate of my parents by using forbidden techniques."

Xue Lan asked suspiciously, "Then what do you care about?"

Cheng Bi didn't answer him directly, but asked in a concentrated voice: "Your relatives are both dead, and the murderer is still at large. Do you hate it or not, resent it or not?"

hatred?blame?

Such a question really stopped Xue Lanyin from asking.His parents didn't get along early, and he had already forgotten all about the specific method of death.

Not because they were born fickle.It was because after countless life and death partings in a hundred years, he was forced to become particularly numb to such things.

There are too many people who have left one after another around me. During the time when I was wandering outside, a large number of companions faced tragic disappearance or death almost every day.If there is anything that can make Xue Lan mourn and despair because of it, it is about the death of his elder brother Gu Hebai about 20 years ago.

Hate is indeed hate, but that kind of hatred is not enough to swallow his reason.Due to fate, he knew in his heart that people cannot be resurrected after death, so he never had too many attachments.

As for Wen Pianhong...

After Xue Lan recovered all the memories of the past, there was always a hint of evasion in her attitude towards him.

The emotion was so stinging.A mortal enemy who has the same face as his blood relatives, standing in front of him with the familiar facial features that remind him of old memories, repeatedly doing some unreasonable things—after more than twenty years, Xue It was only because Lan knew all the truths that some hatred and resentment were engraved in her heart, growing in her bones, and instead became scars that were difficult to touch easily.

Xue Lan raised her eyes to look at Cheng Bi, she was silent for a long time, and said to him suddenly: "Hate is hate, resentment is resentment, the enemy is not dead, of course I want to take his life with my own hands - but other than that , I don't have any extra thoughts."

"Then I'm different from you." Cheng Bi said quickly, "Beyond this, I still feel unwilling."

Because Xue Lan heard it was very funny, she raised her elbows and frowned, and said frivolously, "Why are you unwilling? Where do you get so many random thoughts?"

Cheng Bi is easy to be serious. Hearing the disdain in Xue Lan's words, he immediately turned cold and argued with him: "...Then let me make an analogy with you."

Xue Lan said perfunctorily: "Well, you say so."

"Tell me about a person who lives a good life every day. He has never deliberately provoked anyone, and he has never broken a taboo with others, and others have never said that he hates him." Cheng Bidao, "Then one day, he suddenly disappeared. Dead, killed by someone inexplicably, without any reason, everything comes down to his fate."

His voice stopped, and he fixed Xue Lanyin's eyes again without moving: "Could it be that some people are doomed to be inferior to others because of their unchangeable disadvantages, to be slaughtered and trampled by others?"

"...May I ask whose fate is not born with fate?"

In fact, his words are completely from the heart, and he did not deliberately provoke any other meanings.

But for no reason, Xue Lan remembered another passage that he heard Yi Shangxian vaguely mentioned outside Yan Jue's room that day.

——The hatred of genocide, the blood debt is paid in blood.

The living sword clansmen have lived in this world for thousands of years, and they have never provoked/offended other tribes. They even lived carefully and quietly every day of their lives.

However, in the end, they still could not escape the fate of being exterminated.

what is the reason?

—Absurdly enough, for no reason.

This is indeed a place that makes people feel particularly unwilling.

But because Xue Lan has been living in ambiguity for so many years, those long-buried thoughts hidden in his heart have long since faded into ashes, so how can he be like Cheng Bi, who is full of blood and vigor now, who can give birth to so many different kinds of people? What about resentment and hatred?

"...What you said is very interesting."

Xue Lan was quiet for a while, and suddenly said: "However, there are some things that I don't fully agree with."

Cheng Bi raised his eyebrows.In the young man's dark eyes, there seems to be eternal strength and courage: "Where can't you agree? Tell me."

"Stop talking, I'll tell you when I think about it."

Xue Lan leaned against the rockery and faced the cloudy and gray sky outside the Changxing Residence. She narrowed her eyes slightly, raised her arms and stretched her waist.

To be honest, it is really tiring to stand and discuss with Cheng Bi seriously for so long.

Xue Lan walked back to the narrow stone road just now with big strides.Cheng Bi also followed behind him. When the two walked side by side, Cheng Bi was a full head shorter than him.

"You are so strange... You came up to ask such a lot of empty words, but in the end, you still want to make things difficult for me." Cheng Bi said, "Why bother?"

Xue Lanyin laughed and said: "I didn't have trouble with you, it's just that I have my own ideas, and some things are different from yours."

Cheng Bi frowned and said, "What's the difference?"

Xue Lan thought about it for a while, and simply came up with a set of excuses to fool him: "For example...you are still young, so you shouldn't put too much hatred first."

"I didn't..." Cheng Bi said with a dark face, "When I first entered the Changxing Residence, Master told me that although blood feuds need to be remembered forever, they should not be degraded."

"Oh." Xue Lan nodded and said, "That's very good, he doesn't teach you martial arts, it must be because of this."

Cheng Bi hummed, and said again: "When I'm older, it won't be too late to learn those things... In short, I must not go astray because of this, I know."

Xue Lanyin still nodded.To be honest, he was already a bit tired, if he nodded again, he could fall asleep on the road on the spot.However, this kid Cheng Bi is too honest with others. Once the chatterbox is opened, he believes that Xue Lan is not a bad person in his heart, so he will chase after him endlessly and start chattering.

Xue Lan thought he had nothing to say to Cheng Bi, but the two chatted all the way, so he had to find a way to shut Cheng Bi's mouth first.

So he stopped in the middle of the walk, seemed to have an idea, turned his head and said to Cheng Bi: "Hey, what... I'm hungry, let's go to the kitchen and get something to eat."