refuse to be a teacher

"Master, I know you are tired."

I don't know where I borrowed the ten guts from, Xue Lan put her hands on Yan Jue's arms, plucked up the courage, and said to him almost word by word, "I just want to ask a few questions, you shut up Just answer with your eyes, no effort, and I will leave immediately after asking."

Yan Jue didn't speak, and didn't look at him again, he really closed his eyes again, not giving any unnecessary reaction.Xue Lan felt a little helpless, but he didn't flinch because of it. Even though the person in front of him was an indestructible rock, he repeatedly warned himself that he must not be cowardly.

"When I was in Zhuxiaozhuang, the Ya Ling sword became uncontrollable when it was stained with my blood, and I couldn't even retract the scabbard for a while. I thought it was a problem with the sword itself, until... the day before yesterday, I encountered a Mo Fuqiu, I just found out that what is really strange is my blood." Xue Lan said, "Master has protected me very well for the past 16 years, neither letting me wield knives or guns, nor Take a step out of the Lishui Bamboo Forest—is it because of my special physique that you don't want me to get hurt?"

Although Xue Lan is not deeply involved in the world, he is not dull, and his mind is sharper and more flexible than ordinary people. Sometimes Yan Jue is reluctant to say things, and he can gradually figure out the reason by following the clues.

This time was no exception, his words hit the core, and he almost guessed most of the truth of the matter correctly.However, there is still a small part hidden in Yan Jue's abyss-like heart, as long as he doesn't tell, no one will ever know.

Although Yan Jue's eyes were closed, his voice was unambiguous.He was reluctant to say some things, but he also didn't want to put his little apprentice aside and let him dry out forever.

"I have protected you in the Liashui Bamboo Forest for 16 years. Naturally, there are necessary reasons...and your special physique is just one of the more important ones." He said, "The road to the rivers and lakes is long and dangerous. It’s flat. Little Spear, listen to my teacher’s advice, don’t worry about anything else—it’s time for me to give you a complete answer, and before that…” He paused, like It was a little choked up, and the voice weakened a little bit: "Before that, please listen to me, go back and stay obediently, okay?"

Yan Jue has roamed the rivers and lakes for many years in his life, and there are countless resentful souls and undead under his sword. When will he humbly use the word "beg" to others?

He originally had a supercilious, indulgent and surly temper, but he easily succumbed in front of the little apprentice he had cared for for many years.

——But the other party still doesn't accept this trick.

Because Xue Lan was determined to find out the truth this time, now that she was kneeling crookedly beside Yan Jue's pillow, she was almost able to dig him out of the quilt and interrogate him from head to toe.

Xue Lan said: "Master, I don't want to know this. Compared with the pain caused by the injury, I think... If a person is not sure about his past, future, or even his own name, this is the real truth. Unreal pain."

Yan Jue: "..."

Seeing that the other party was silent for a while, Xue Lan carefully backed away from his bed, lowered her voice and continued: "Mo Fuqiu once called me 'Erjin', what else did you say... I am still alive In this world. It’s just that I was really not sober afterwards, and I didn’t listen to much of what he said... And Miss Yun from the Baiwu tribe also said that I look like an old friend of hers... Master, these things are actually happening around me, I can see and hear them, but when they mention it, I am always at a loss. This feeling is really..."

"...Xue Xiaomao, do you know what real pain is?" Yan Jue interrupted him, and suddenly asked very abruptly.

Xue Lan said with a blank face: "Huh?"

Before he finished speaking, Yan Jue stretched out his slender and strong fingers, and pinched his chin in the air: "Some things are not let you know, because they are only bad for you, not good. If the extremely painful experience It will only leave you with worse and worse memories, so why bother to get it back again?"

Yan Jue's hand strength has always been very steady, but this time, it was obvious that he didn't care about the importance.Xue Lan's whole jaw was numb because of being held down by him, and for a moment, she hesitated and couldn't speak.

"Xue Xiaomao, I've held you in my hand and protected you for so many years, not for you to listen to that useless cripple surnamed Mo." Yan Jue's long and narrow phoenix eyes narrowed. With a hint of danger in it, "If you can't trust me, then just treat what I said today as nonsense, and you don't need to listen to it--I won't care about where you want to go or who you want to listen to in the future." .”

After all, the overstretched knuckles retracted silently, and took advantage of the momentum to lift off the half-covered bed curtain above the head, blocking Xue Lanyin, who was kneeling on the edge of the bed, from the outside. No face left.

As for Xue Lanyin, she froze by his pillow for a while, and gradually lost the courage to continue to explore.

He glanced at Yan Jue with his head down, hesitated for a while, Xu was too embarrassed to stay any longer, he simply supported the head of the bed to stand up, and slowly exited the room.

When Xue Lanyin pushed the door to go out, Yun Zhehuan was standing alone at the edge of the corridor with arms folded.Xu Shi listened to the content of the conversation just now, and her beautiful eyes squinted towards his face like lighting lamps, wishing to peel off a layer of his skin alive.

"I told you not to go, how about it? You made your master angry!" Yun Zhehuan said helplessly, "Sometimes I really admire your courage. You can go wherever the road goes, anyway. It’s all going to be bad luck, you’re not afraid at all anyway.”

Xue Lan just let his master bite a bag in the room, and she is depressed at the moment, let her say this, and laughed heartlessly, and said to her repeatedly: "Not bad, Yun Girl, Chinese is getting smoother and smoother."

I don't know who he learned this big-hearted and forgetful virtue from. On his front feet, he still has a face full of bitterness and hatred, while those peach blossom eyes on his back feet are bent into a pair of crescent moons. Throwing Yun Zhehuan into a daze, he hurriedly brushed his forehead with his hand and said, "It's okay, Mr. Xue, you can still laugh after this, could it be that Mr. Yan made you stupid?"

Xue Lan thought in his heart that it is not fierce to be fierce, his master has always been very gentle - but, he felt that he was not far from being expelled from the teacher, or in a sense, the master no longer intends to him.

Suddenly remembering what Yan Jue said just now, Xue Lanyin finally couldn't laugh anymore, the corners of her raised lips collapsed little by little, and turned to brush a layer of dense clouds.

Yun Zhehuan knew that he must have been wronged, but he wanted to strengthen his spirits, but in the end it was self-defeating, and he became more and more frightened and depressed.She was silent for a while, and didn't know how to comfort him for a while. Finally, she put an arm on his shoulder and gently pulled it outwards: "Don't stand here stupidly. Anyway, you haven't come back from the pillow yet. Let's Let's go out for a walk, let's take it as a refreshment..."

Huye Town, outside the Bujian Pass, is a small border town in the north that connects to Outland.To put it bluntly, there is nothing special about this small town that is worth lingering at. There are several streets that are one and a half wide around the front and back, and the caravans that come and go are also transporting goods from all over the place.

"This Huye Town is the closest to our Baiwu people. When I was a child, I always sneaked out from my pillow and circled the town, but I didn't dare to go in. I thought to myself, why are the people from the Central Plains only slapped so little?" Small."

It was midsummer at that time, and the sun in the northern region was setting from a high altitude, but it was not as hot as imagined.Most of the streets are filled with the interlaced sounds of hawkers shouting and wheels rolling, sticking to one's ears and rushing in, it is really hard for people to enjoy a moment of peace.

Xue Lan walked side by side with Yun Zhehuan on the street, walking very slowly. Although he was out to relax, it seemed that Yun Zhehuan was the only one walking around happily.Her injured ankle obviously hasn't healed yet, but it doesn't affect her jumping up and down like a sparrow.But Xue Lanyin seemed much quieter in comparison, just following her pace aimlessly, stopping and going all the way, not knowing what she was thinking.

"It was only when I grew up that I realized that the place where the Central Plains people are located is so vast—" Yun Zhehuan hooked Xue Lanyin's arm happily and said, "No wonder my father always thought about how to send troops. Attacking the Central Plains, seeing such a vast territory, I can't help but feel a little moved..."

Xue Lan finally reacted when she heard this, raised her eyebrows sideways at her and said, "Before? Then why doesn't your father want to fight now?"

Yun Zhe sighed happily, patted him on the shoulder and said: "The position of patriarch has always been handed down to males and not females, internally and not externally - who would have thought that he would only have a girl like me, and he would not let me in the future Follow the war and endure hardships, so I have no choice but to let it go."

Xue Lan was stunned for a while, with a smile on her face, but her eyes dimmed: "...It's good, you still have daddy's pain."

I don't even know who my father is.

He thought so in the second half of the sentence, but he didn't hesitate to say it to spoil the scenery.On the contrary, Yun Zhehuan, a silly girl, has a big heart. Following his words, she directly exposed his scars and said, "Don't your master love you?"

After asking, he realized that he had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly covered his mouth.But the person Xue Lanyin had already listened to it verbatim—and not only did he listen, he also frowned and pondered for a long time, and responded to her with great difficulty: "It hurts... how can it not hurt."

Yes, how could it not hurt.

Although Yan Jue concealed many things from him, but in the past 16 years, it really hurts to hold him in the palm of his hand.