refuse to be a teacher

That night.

The lights inside and outside the Changxing House were not lit, and a candlestick scattered dim yellow stars between the barriers on all sides of the Lonely House.

Yan Jufang woke up from a deep dream. At that time, he was wearing a coat and leaning against the desk studying ink and copying books.The summer solstice is easy to cause fatigue, and the noise last night made him a little bit unwell, so he picked up the pen and didn't write a few big characters, and he became a little drowsy for no reason.

After a long while of confusion, he suddenly heard a strange sound above his head. He tried his best to glance sideways out of the carved window, paused, and then turned his head back, as if he didn't intend to pay any attention to it.

However, not long after, there was another soft sound outside, like a rat digging a hole, piercing people's ears with calluses. Although Yan Jue felt a little depressed, he didn't make any reaction, just raised his hand by his side He poured a bowl of herbal tea on the table, raised his head and drank it down.

——When the voice rang frequently in his ears for the third time, Yan Jue couldn't hold back after all, knocked the tea bowl on the table with his backhand, turned around and cursed: "Xue Xiaomao, are you sick?"

After a while, I saw Xue Lan popping out of the tight gap between the carved windows. Because of her moving little head, she was raising her arms tremblingly at the edge of the outer wall. Perform ghost pictures.

There are two master and apprentice, one is leaning against the room, the other is lying on the outside of the wall, but neither of them has spoken well, so it's so strange no matter how you look at it.Yan Jue thought about it, fearing that apprentice dog might have recruited some kind of evil spirit, so he simply got up and walked to the edge of the carved window, frowned and shouted: "It's midnight, what are you doing?"

Xue Lan paused for a while, sighed, and complained sadly: "Isn't Master refusing to talk to me?"

When Yan Jue saw his bitterness and hatred, he became a little annoyed, and felt that he couldn't stay any longer, so he turned around and wanted to leave immediately.Xue Lan was startled, and hurriedly reached in through the carved window, grabbed his sleeve tightly and said, "Hey! Why are you running?"

Yan deceived: "I don't have time to accompany you to get sick, you have to go crazy and go elsewhere."

As soon as Xue Lanyin heard this, her expression darkened immediately: "...Then I'm really leaving? I won't bother you outside."

Yan Jue didn't even think about it, and said coldly, "It's up to you."

"Hiss, hey! Don't..." Xue Lan couldn't hold Yan Yao's sleeve because her hands were empty, and Fang's sinking complexion collapsed in an instant. Without saying a word, she pounced over and grabbed half of the corner of his robe and said, " Master, don't leave, I just... just started practicing, don't you want to see the results?"

Yan Jue turned to look at him, and said, "What kind of kung fu did you practice? Do you have to run around in the middle of the night and hang yourself by the window?"

Xue Lan smiled evilly because she thought she was very charming, and said, "Peerless magic."

Yan Jue stared at him expressionlessly for a while, snorted coldly from his nasal cavity, did not speak, turned around and picked up a pen and paper and continued to copy the meditation spell. Concentratedly holding the corner of the small half of the robe, he flicked it lightly, and quickly wrote a series of large characters silently, then pointed inward with all his strength, and just before Yan Jue wrote, he took out a piece of white paper under his elbow. Coming out, before and after, it just happened in the blink of an eye.

Yan Jue turned his head again, and saw Xue Lanyin pinching the big white paper in the palm of his hand, rolling it into a vertical axis, and swaying it triumphantly at him, as if to say, "Am I terrible?"

With Yan Jue's arrogant temper, he naturally refused to say a word to praise him. He just raised his hand and took out another new sheet of paper.Xue Lanyin was not in a hurry with him, raised her head and picked her knuckles, and even moved the writing brush in his hand, and put it in her mouth. From time to time, she twirled it a little provocatively.

Yan Jue was a little helpless, but he didn't bother to argue with him, so he could only say: "It's not proper to act like a chicken crowing and a dog stealing."

After hearing this, Xue Lan said arrogantly: "Wow, master! This is a precious technique taught by the master's words and deeds. Do you call it a chicken crowing dog thief?"

Yan Jue said mockingly: "The art of 'Stealing the Sky' has been recorded in detail in the ancient books of all dynasties. Because of its wide scope, all things can be turned over and replaced. Those who are willing can use this to boost their internal strength, and then achieve the effect of improving their cultivation—how did you get here? In your hands, it has become a trick for petty theft?"

"Where do you place it, where do you do it?" Xue Lan puffed up her chest and said plausibly, "I'm taking it from you in a fair way!"

"Stop talking nonsense, return the pen." Yan Jue stretched out his hand to the window, and said impatiently, "If you don't copy the spell for a moment, the true energy in my body will easily scatter and go retrograde. If you become a crazy maniac, you will be the first to come out." kill you."

"No! Master, what's the difference between your reckless behavior and a robber?" Xue Lan slapped the carved window suddenly, accusing him with all his teeth and claws. Conscience, what big mistake did I make?"

Yan Jue made him dumbfounded, and said, "When did I start to mess up and end up giving up?"

Xue Lan leaned forward as she said, and pulled down half of her lips, revealing a row of messy tooth marks, and said: "Master, you forgot about the good things you did yesterday?"

Yan Jue: "..."

"I was in pain when I ate the pickles at noon, and I didn't know how many grains of white rice I ate - if you don't tell me, how can I pay for it?"

The moonlight in the evening was in full swing, and a little yellowish candlelight permeated the white, just like the lighting lamp, which set off Xue Lanyin's handsome face with a three-point smile, which was extraordinarily loose and elegant. Seems invisible.

Yan Jue stared at him intently for a while, but suddenly fell silent for some reason.After a long time, Fang turned his back again, sat back at the desk, did not write, just picked up an ink stick and pressed it into the inkstone to grind a little bit.Xue Lan stared blankly because she was lying outside the window, and said in her heart, she was fine just now, so why didn't she want to speak?

"Hey! What did I say wrong?" Xue Lan was stuck on the edge of the gap, lowered her voice, and called him cautiously:

"Master?"

--ignore.

"Or jade?"

——Still ignored.

"Jade, jade... son?"

"...Don't bark!"

With a sudden scolding, Xue Lan's heart was trembling because of the shock, and he rubbed his chest for a long time before he lay down on the edge of the carved window at a loss, and asked in a soft voice: "Master, what are you doing again?" What are you thinking about alone?"

Nobody said anything in the room.Only a faint ray of candlelight shone into the depths of Xue Lanyin's eyes along the dense gaps in the window sill, illuminating the picturesque back of the man dressed in snow in a illusory way, as if repelling people from thousands of miles away.

The people inside couldn't grasp the one outside the house, and the one outside the house couldn't see the one inside.

There is a wall between each other, but there is a distance of thousands of mountains and rivers, and no one can understand the other.

"Xue Xiaomao."

After being silent for an unknown amount of time, a soft call suddenly broke all the silence.

Xue Lan raised her head slightly, and then she heard Yan Jue's calm voice slowly coming from the room.

"If you can't bear the responsibility for everything, don't start it indiscriminately. You say it happily, but you want to leave scars in the hearts of others. How can you still enjoy it?"

Xue Lan has always been careless because of a mortal heart. Although she heard Yan Jue's words seem to have some deep meaning at this time, she frowned and thought for a long time, but in the end she could only give a rough idea.

"What did I do wrong that left a scar in Master's heart?" He said, "If there is something wrong with me, just say it out, and I can change it. Why do you want to torment yourself like this?"

Yan Jue didn't speak.

Xue Lan thought about it carefully, and guessed that he was probably still brooding about the kiss between the two last night.To put it this way, it is indeed Xue Lan who provoked Yan first because of the bullying - if it wasn't for this bastard boy who was obsessed with sex and took advantage of others, it wouldn't have developed to the point where no one wanted to mention it afterwards .

... But thinking of this, Xue Lan suddenly softened a little corner because of that iron-like heart.

It seemed that a piece of snow was suddenly stuck in the middle, and it continued to melt bit by bit downward.

"Is it wrong to like to be close to you?"

correct.At least, that's how he answered in his heart.

"Master said it himself, use the forbidden technique to keep me alive." Xue Lanyin said, "It doesn't matter whether you regret it or not, if you save it, you are saved. You are willing to treat me like this, which just shows that I am The two had a very close relationship in the past."

"In that case, why can't I get close to you?"

He is always like this, pouring out his inner thoughts in a grand manner.

As everyone knows, there are so many difficulties and obstacles in this world that no number of legs can overcome.

"...You and I are master and apprentice." Yan Bao said dully without turning his head.

Xue Lan replied because of her stubbornness: "What about master and apprentice?"

Yan Jue turned his eyes slightly, and Youyou said coldly: "You and I are both men."

Xue Lan had an obvious pause, and then hurriedly said: "The man is like..."

Yan Jue said sharply, "You think it through before you speak!"

Xue Lan's breathing was severely stagnated, and when she looked up again, she saw Yan Jue casually pulling out a stack of white paper, intending to paste the inside and outside of the carved window gap thoroughly.Because Xue Lan secretly had a bad idea in her heart, she couldn't worry about anything else for a while, so she reached up and grabbed Yan Jue's knuckles and said: "Master...Master! I, I think very clearly! Just take the paper away, don't worry about it!" Hold on, listen to me, okay?"

Yan Jue pursed his lips slightly, and lowered his long and narrow phoenix eyes at the same time, as if unwilling to listen.Because Xue Lan was absolutely unwilling to let him run away again, she exhausted all her strength in her palm, and clutched the half of her little finger in her palm, while holding it fiercely, she repeated intermittently: "I...I really thought it through! During the daytime today, I met my master. Although I heard all the truths he said, I haven’t thought about it carefully? The master always said "crooked" to me-I am quite crooked, My mind is not right, and what I say always makes you angry, but I don’t want to lie, and I don’t want to hide everything in my heart like you. Since everything is a joy, then I will do it. If I start this way, I will not I thought about where to escape...Master, you saved my life. For 16 years, the only memory I have left is just these short 16 years. All the love in the past has always been tied to you alone. I am willing to respond to that sentence of joy, and no matter how long the rest of my life is, I just want to follow behind you... so precious, I will not let you and me down. It is enough."

He rushed to finish this long paragraph like his life. For the first time in his life, he felt that there was not enough stuff in his head, and the meaning he tried to express was also vague, as if maltose was sticky a lot. On the teeth, the eloquent tongue in the past has become a cliché that cannot be grasped.

Because Xue Lan was sweating profusely, she still kept silent when she met Yan Jue in front of her, feeling annoyed and at a loss for what to do. After a long time, Fang raised her hand and knocked on the carved window again, and said to him word by word: "I will You still don’t understand what I said? Well, let me put it another way... I’ll take you out now, don’t stay in the enchantment, and copy a few monk-like spells every day. Let’s leave Changxingju together , to go elsewhere, don’t you like to nest in the bamboo forest of Lishui? I will accompany you, wherever you go, I will follow, if you think it is annoying for me to ask everything, I will not ask, wait for you Speak when you are willing to speak."

Xue Lan was staring at him, staring at him, as if she wanted to take out her heart and liver and put it in the palm of her hand and hand it over.Pitiful, he was born full of sweet talk, put it in front of Yan Jue, but he couldn't do anything, he typed the draft ten thousand times in his heart before he said it, and Yan Jue gave him a stare when he turned around, all the sweet words were leaked into a puddle of mud, Swallow it all back down your throat.

Yan Jue was right, both of them were men.It is precisely because of this that some simple and easy-to-understand words come to the lips, but it is not so easy to speak.

Yan Jue stared at him expressionlessly through a carved window.

"Happy? Willing?"

He was finally willing to speak, but his tone was obviously a bit contemptuous.

Xue Lan acted as if she hadn't heard, and immediately nodded in response: "Yes, there is no regret in death."

"But I don't like it."

With a soft voice, Yan Jue pulled his knuckles back with his backhand, and then stuck a piece of white paper between the gaps in the carved window. With a heavy slap, Xue Lan was blocked out of the house because of half of his big face, without any loopholes. drill.

Yan bullied this person, and in some respects, he was almost mean and tricky.And most of the time, this trickery is not aimed at others, but at oneself.

Xue Lanyin knew this.He gently pressed his head against the edge of the carved window, shook it, and said helplessly in his heart, after all, the enchantment is only for you. If I want to come in and out freely, am I afraid that you will paste this mere thin layer of paper?

He sighed, and continued: "Master intends to stay in this room for the rest of his life, let his cultivation be exhausted, and not take half a step outside?"

"So what?" Yan said indifferently.

"What if I refuse?" Xue Lanyin said again.

"If you don't want to, pack up your things and get out alone." Yan Hua said slowly, "I still have an agreement with Yi Shangxian, and he won't give you too much trouble. If you want to leave, he will open one eye at most." Close your eyes, the sky and the earth are big, you can wander around, go anywhere, as long as you don't want to draw your sword and hurt yourself."

Xue Lanyin paused, and said, "Master doesn't want me anymore?"

"Ah."

"Okay, then I'll go."

"No delivery."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a faint sound of footsteps coming from outside the window.Xue Lan turned around and left without any delay. Seeing this, Yan Jue just sneered, thinking, Changxingju's inner and outer barriers are dense and extensive, even if he has eighteen pairs of wings in vain, it is difficult for him to fly out Going half a step away, hitting a wall and knowing the difficulty in a while, it will naturally dampen most of his spirit.

Thinking of it this way, the dark clouds in my heart have also dissipated a little.Yan Jue breathed a sigh of relief, then raised his hand to remove the layer of white paper on the window. Unexpectedly, he was slightly opening a small corner, and suddenly felt a sudden sinking in his wrist, and the next moment, the thick air rushing forward rushed from outside the window. In an instant, a room of pens, inks, papers and inkstones was rolled up all over the sky, and at the same time, Yan Jue's whole body was violently tilted backwards, and his weightless dizzy twirling cast a haze of gloom on his vision, and then the surroundings were sealed off. The four-sided enchantment of death began to loosen and twist, and finally stretched and deformed completely. Yan Jue also lost his strength and sank down, firmly on the ground, and happened to fall into the arms of one person.

When he opened his eyes again, he was facing Xue Lanyin's magnified smiling face in front of him.The cold sweat had already soaked his temples, and even his breathing became disordered. It was obvious that he had exhausted a huge amount of cultivation in one fell swoop.But he was smiling all the time, bent his good-looking eyebrows, gently pulled Yan Jue closer to his chest, and said: "I said that I practiced a peerless magic skill, Master, you still underestimate me."

After finishing speaking, he quickly lowered his head and touched Yan Jue's lips, Youyou said with a smile: "The trick taught by the master is called stealing the sky, and my trick is called 'stealing the master'."