refuse to be a teacher

Because Xue Lan has been with Yan Jue for so many years, Yan Jue will not understand what he is thinking every day.

Rather than saying that he despises a person's cowardice and incompetence, it is better to say that he hates his own bewilderment.

In the face of danger, they are all passive and powerless.I can't do anything, so I can only try to escape.

Xue Lan is a rebellious person with strong self-esteem in his bones.When the power he displayed is not strong enough, he will feel uneasy, panic, and even develop unreasonable sensitivity and anger for this.

But Cheng Bi is completely different from him. The lack of self-power will only make him feel inferior and blame himself, and then slowly transfer this turbulent low emotion to others over time.

"There is no one in this world who is born strong enough to suppress everything." Yan bullied, "You will encounter many aggrieved things in your life, but if you take a wrong step carelessly, there will be a lot of trouble in front of you." A dead end."

"And now, you're alive, and you're alive and well."

Yan Jue lowered his eyelashes, squinting at Cheng Bi's depressed and weak side face at the moment, feeling both funny and sad.

"...What did your master teach you before?" Yan Hua said to him, "tell me about it."

When Cheng Bi heard this, he immediately sat upright on the bed.Once the question involves the master he respects and admires, he will answer it more seriously than ever before.

"Master told me that no matter what happens in the future, don't just increase evil thoughts, let alone want to kill evil."

He repeated it word by word, and Yan Jue listened carefully to each word.

In fact, there is a certain degree of deviation between Yi Shangxian and Yan Jue, both in the mentality of dealing with people and in the way of teaching them.

Many things are considered from the perspective of Yan Jue, which may not necessarily overlap with the beliefs that Yi Shangxian has always upheld.But in a few cases, the two people's most essential ideas will still have a certain similarity.

Yan deceived himself to take care of his apprentices, but he never took care of a young man like Cheng Bi, who looked mature and was as clean as white paper—maybe there were some things he didn't take care of, and people completely led him astray Since then, he has embarked on an unclear and crooked path, and there is no chance of turning back.

Yan Jue didn't want to use this to ruin a person.It's just someone else's apprentice, and he doesn't have the right to chase after him.

So he bowed his head and pondered for a while, and only said to Cheng Bi: "Your master said this to you, which shows that he had foreseen a long time ago...there will be a catastrophe in the long journey from now on."

Cheng Bi raised his eyes slightly, his face full of astonishment and disbelief.

"Fate is fixed. It doesn't matter whether you rescued a beggar on the street that day or something else—since someone is looking forward to the death of a long journey, it has to die."

Yan Jue said with a blank face: "... Or to put it more absolutely, you can choose to hate me directly."

Cheng Bi's expression changed instantly, he bent down again and again and said, "Brother... this disciple dare not!"

"If it weren't for my existence, your master and ancestor would not have been infamous in this life, and Chang Xingju would not have become the number one obstacle that must be eliminated in the eyes of others." Yan Jue sneered and said with all his sarcasm, "Or Say, I, the chief culprit... want to be like you, and take all the responsibility on myself?"

"Uncle Master said it!" Cheng Bi said in a panic, "I understand in my heart that Uncle Master has always been a man who understands righteousness, so why is he guilty?"

"Since you say I'm innocent, why are you complaining about yourself here?" Yan said in a bully voice, "Are you really intending to repent, or are you justifying the burden you're carrying?"

Cheng Bi's face turned pale, and he hurriedly knelt down against the edge of the bed, facing the direction of Yan Jue, trembling and choking, he said: "No...no! It's the disciple who is guilty, the disciple failed to abide by the teachings of the past master...now the master I'm no longer here, I hope my uncle will punish me!"

Yan Jue raised his hand to wrap up the loose lapel of his robe, still indifferently said: "...I am not your master, and I don't care about you. Right now, Yi Shangxian's life and death are uncertain, but you are here alone, staggering and unbearable One blow—how can one be so weak and incompetent!"

Cheng Bichang couldn't kneel down, and still muttered in a low voice: "Master's uncle taught me a lesson... this disciple is so cowardly, it's really out of place..."

Yan Jue watched him silently from the corner of his eye, not because he felt irritable, but in his heart he was always bored.So he waved his hands, turned around and supported the edge of the door, and said, "Forget it, you can rest alone, I have to find that bastard."

Cheng Bi respectfully nodded and said: "...Yes."

Yan Jue sighed, and then gently closed the door again.Cheng Bi was the only one left in the small and crowded inn room just now.

Everything that was originally restless, instantly returned to a deadly tranquility.

It was almost noon when the sun was high and the sun was high, the warm sunshine should have brought some timely warmth, but it was cold and damp in the inn, and walking outside the inn door in a blink of an eye, it was still an irresistible biting cold.

Xue Lan stood alone under a dead tree in front of the door for a long time, so long that her ears were involuntarily turning slightly red.

He did not need to cause such a useless farce.It's just that I can't calm down, and I can't restrain the emotions that were unscrupulous in the past.

Later, when I looked back, I realized that there was not much connection between the matter itself and Cheng Bi.

It was he who was sensitive and irritable and had nowhere to vent, so he chose to pick on such a weak and powerless person like Cheng Fang.Now he left the sick Yan Jue alone in the inn, and ran away like a fool.

Yan Jue was still burning, and Qin's remnant soul had suddenly shattered before, so the blow to him was not too small.

At a time like this...how could Yan Jue be allowed to suffer alone?

As Xue Lan rested her forehead with both hands, she suddenly realized that she had done something extremely stupid.Besides repentance, more... still have to find a way to make amends.

He stepped into the threshold of the inn with his front foot, and he stopped abruptly with his back foot, and suddenly remembered a trivial matter that was still important——my master said that he wanted to eat dumplings during the winter solstice.

But it's so cold and freezing in the middle of winter, where can I find dumplings for him?

After thinking about it for a long time, Xue Lan felt that it might not be easy for Yan Jue to eat ready-made dumplings, but if he wanted to eat hand-made dumplings, he only needed to find some flour and meat stuffing.

With such a simple thought, most of the uneasiness and panic that had been entrenched in my heart disappeared in an instant.As for the remaining half, it didn't seem so important when he merged into his eagerness to find flour to roll out the dough.

Xue Lan turned around and walked on a narrow, sparsely populated path in front of the inn.

It is strange to say that the outskirts of a noisy area like Guli Town should not be so quiet and deserted.

But the facts are often not as reasonable as he imagined. Xue Lan walked a long distance because of his feet on the snow, and even when he turned his head, there was only an extremely illusory shadow left in the inn.

After turning the corner and walking a few dozen steps, there is a small shop selling rice noodles.The store didn't even bother to put up the signboard, and there were not a few living people who came to buy it. A large number of sundries were crowded in a pile in front of the door, and it seemed that they didn't plan to do a good job in this business.

Because Xue Lan weighed twelve taels of flour to the owner of the shop, he held it in his hand and weighed it slightly, reckoning that it would be enough for the four of them to eat, so he hurriedly thanked him, turned his head and left in a hurry.

I didn't think the shop owner was a talkative person, and he didn't mind his nagging, so he sighed softly behind Xue Lanyin's back: "It's strange, it's rare to see a stranger... In this season, there are still people going to this place run."

The speaker has no heart, but the listener has heart.Because of Xue Lan's extremely sharp ears, she soon lost her hearing.Before the man had gone far, he immediately turned his head and asked him: "Shopkeeper, I don't know which place is the 'this place' you mentioned just now?"

The shop owner laughed, and then said inexplicably, "Which place could it be? This place, of course, refers to this place."

After saying that, seeing Xue Lan's eyes becoming a bit bewildered, he smiled lightly again, and said to him jokingly: "Is it a foreigner? It must not be a native."

Because Xue Lan had no intention of deceiving, she simply replied truthfully: "Yes, it is true."

Fortunately, the owner of the shop was also a heartless and honest person. He had reached out and collected money from others, so he didn't intend to do anything bad.

"If it's a foreign visitor from other places, I advise you to be more careful..." He said, "This is a ghostly place where there are no living people, and there is no movement during the day. What should be noisy... It's all at night, when ordinary people fall asleep those hours."

As soon as these words came out, Xue Lan's heart skipped a beat, and even the Ya Ling sword hanging from his waist couldn't help but clenched a little bit.

"...how do you say that?" He couldn't help asking.

"Hey, after all, it's just those things that can't be heard." The shop owner frowned and hissed, then lowered the volume again, and whispered in Xue Lanyin's ear, "This piece of land, although it is It is located in the outskirts of Guli Town, but in fact, it does not belong to the jurisdiction of the Lingtai One Sword Sect."

Xue Lan frowned, then raised her eyes, motioning for him to continue talking.

The store owner was afraid that Xue Lan would be an ignorant person, so he shook his hand and said again in a commonplace tone: "...This is quite normal, so you don't need to be surprised. There are countless towns, big and small, in and around Middle-earth. There is no such loophole in the site... Otherwise, there are some shady private goods on it, where should I put it?"

What he said was transparent, and Xue Lanyin quickly understood what the "territory" he kept emphasizing was referring to—the north and the south, each area, since it existed. The general business path that has been established by itself, and at the same time, some secretly circulated goods that have not seen the light of day.

Xue Lanyin couldn't be more clear about this point.Because he himself was once one of those "shameful" hidden goods, repeatedly bumping back and forth in and out of the black market for a period of time.

As for the special personnel who dealt with these goods afterwards, from the princes and nobles to the common people, there are a lot of small fish and shrimps who make troubles in the rivers and lakes-innumerable pairs of behind-the-scenes hands. It is endless, so it is impossible to stop all kinds of private goods circulating in secret.

When Xue Lanyin thought of this, she was not as surprised and panicked as the shop owner always thought.On the contrary, he was very calm, even to an unexpected degree.

It seemed that a long time ago, he had left such a deep foundation in his heart invisible.

"It's said that it's when ordinary people fall asleep at night that they start to make noise..." Xue Lan continued to ask quietly with her eyes narrowed, "Dare to ask this shopkeeper, how do they make a fuss?"