Sorry, I am still number one in the world [Comprehensive]

It is said in "The Bardo Method" that on the seventh day after a person dies, the soul will return home to visit relatives once, and then return to heaven.

Coincidentally, the first seven days of Ye Gucheng's father happened to be the Mid-Autumn Festival.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival in previous years, Yan Liushuang would always go back to her home to have a reunion dinner with her father and brother.

But this year her father was still in retreat, her elder brother also traveled north to the Central Plains, and Ye Gucheng was alone again, so she naturally stayed on Feixian Island.

The old housekeeper of the City Lord's Mansion was very worried about Ye Gucheng, because seven days had passed, and he had never cried.

"Young master, he is really cold-tempered and hard-hearted." The housekeeper babbled to Yan Liushuang while wiping away his tears, "After he bought that cat last year, he would come to me several times a day and ask me what I could feed it. , I couldn’t give it anything to eat, and later I personally made a nest for that cat.”

Yan Liushuang really didn't know what he was talking about, but she knew that it was really not a way for Ye Gucheng to keep it in his heart and not vent it.

After thinking about it, she went to the kitchen of the City Lord's Mansion to find a small jar of wine.

According to the first seven rules, the relatives and friends of the deceased should go to bed early, otherwise the returning soul will not want to return to heaven when they see them saddened by their departure.

Although Yan Liushuang was a person who died twice, she did not experience these things. She thought it might be because she was supposed to go to hell, and after her master and uncles died because of her, she wanted to There are no more friends and relatives worth remembering.

Thinking about it this way, her life in that life was really boring enough.

She didn't want Ye Gucheng to be like her.

On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, she knocked on the door of Ye Gucheng's room with wine.

She knew that he hadn't slept much for several nights in a row, and days like tonight were just forcing her to go back to her room early instead of going to the funeral.

Sure enough, he knocked on the door twice before he came over and opened it: "What's the matter?"

As soon as Yan Liushuang raised her eyes, she saw the blue under his eyes. She wanted to sigh, but she couldn't hold it back.

She entered the door sideways, walked directly to the table and sat down, put the wine in her hand on the table, and then said: "You have to sleep tonight."

He was silent for a moment, saying that he did not believe in ghosts and gods.

Yan Liushuang thought that if you really didn't believe it, you wouldn't be in the room right now.

But she couldn't say that, so she pursed her lips, took the white porcelain cup on the table, poured two glasses of wine, pushed one of them in front of him, and said, "Drink a little, and treat it as a respect to Master. Get a good night's sleep."

Ye Gucheng not only did not refuse, but also drank more refreshingly than she expected.

He frowned and drank a whole glass, saying it tasted strange.

"It's the first time you drink it, and you won't get used to it." She poured another half a glass for him as she spoke.

"Have you drank?" He asked suddenly.

"Yeah." But it's already a matter of the previous life and the previous life.

He is used to not talking much, and now he feels uncomfortable, so naturally he can't say anything.

So the two silently shared the small jar of wine she found in the kitchen.

Said it was a share, but in fact he drank most of it, so he was the one who couldn't hold on in the end.

Yan Liushuang saw that he seemed to be getting drunk, so she simply helped him back to the bed.

When she lifted the quilt, she found his cat was still inside.The cat probably smelled the scent of its master, so it rushed over and burrowed into his chest.

Yan Liushuang wanted to stop it, but when he saw him half-closed his eyes, he also habitually reached out and touched the cat's head, as if he was used to it early in the morning, so he stopped.

"That's fine." She whispered to the cat, "You can rest here with him for a good night."

The cat, which had already circled around quite a bit, let out a sound, as if answering her instructions.

It was rare for Yan Liushuang to be treated so gently by it, and she couldn't help stretching out her hand to smooth its hair for a moment, after which she stood by the bed for a while, listening to Ye Gucheng's breathing become more stable, and then she closed the door and went out in peace .

After the funeral process is completely completed, Ye Gucheng will inherit the position of city lord.

Everyone in the city lord's mansion quickly changed their tune and stopped calling him young lord.

The only one who doesn't need to change his address is probably Yan Liushuang, she still calls him Acheng.

When he came to her with his father's relics, she was sleeping on a tree, her hair in random bundles hanging from the tree, shining like golden light in the sunlight.

Seeing this scene, Ye Gucheng didn't want to disturb her rest, he knew that she didn't feel any better than himself these days.But he only stood under the tree for a moment before she woke up.

"Acheng?"

"This is for you." Ye Gucheng handed over the knife in his hand.

Yan Liushuang recognized this knife, she was a little puzzled: "Why don't you keep Master's knife well?"

He replied calmly: "He said he didn't actually teach you anything, he can only pass the knife to you."

In this way, Yan Liushuang could only take over.

In fact, she was not used to using such a delicate knife, but for many years later, no matter where she went, she always carried this knife with her.

……

During the first six years in Feixian Island, Yan Liushuang hoped that she would grow up faster every day.

Because her father had promised her that when she turned fifteen, she would be allowed to leave the South China Sea to travel.

So she almost counted the days during those six years, always feeling that the time was too slow, and one year was too long.

But for some reason, since her master passed away and Ye Gucheng became the lord of Baiyun City, life began to fly by so fast.

Almost before she could react, her father told her that he was helping her prepare for her graduation ceremony.

It wasn't until this time that Yan Liushuang realized that the day she had been looking forward to for a long time was coming.

Father said: "Ah Feng also wrote a letter back, saying that he will definitely be able to come back before next month."

She groaned to express her understanding, with an expression of not caring much about the ceremony, and finally said suddenly: "I'm going to Feixian Island."

Father laughed when he heard the words, he said Ah Cheng would definitely remember, don't worry.

Yan Liushuang didn't explain.

She actually wanted to tell Ye Gucheng in advance that she was leaving South China Sea next month.

Because she felt that if she waited to tell him when it was too late, he might be upset.

In the past two years, she has spent a little more time at home, but she still often visits him in Baiyun City.

Occasionally they would compete in a match, and as before, she would always win.

However, his sword became more and more stable. Looking at the entire South China Sea, her father was probably the only swordsman who could defeat him.

Even her father often said: "The name of the number one sword in the South China Sea will belong to Gucheng sooner or later."

Yan Liushuang recounted it to him, but he responded indifferently, without the appearance that a 15-year-old boy should have.

She was puzzled: "Are you unhappy?"

He pursed his lips: "Anyway, I can't beat you."

She didn't realize it was a joke, and said to him very seriously: "You can't beat me, and you can be the one closest to me."

Ye Gucheng was stunned, raised his head to meet her clear gaze, and suddenly parted the corners of his lips, he said yes.

This time, they competed again.

After the comparison, Yan Liushuang sat on the fence, biting the chilled grapes brought in from his study, thinking about how to tell him that she was going to leave next month.

She was a little short of words, and after struggling for a long time, she couldn't say anything out loud, so that the last one who spoke was actually him who was pulled up by her and sat aside.

He said summer is coming.

"Well, my brother is coming back soon." A bunch of grapes was bitten to the end, and there were two biggest left. She took one of them and stuffed it into his mouth while he was not paying attention, "I don't know he has been traveling for three years, Have you improved your swordsmanship?"

"He's not bad at foundation." Ye Gucheng reluctantly bit the grape in his mouth and swallowed the sweet pulp.

"It's not bad, but I can't compete with you." She was very objective, "But I guess he will come to you for a competition when he comes back next month."

Ye Gucheng thought for a while and asked her, "Can I agree now?"

She burst out laughing: "Why do you still remember?"

He nodded and said nothing.

She asked again: "Then do you still remember that I always wanted you to learn swords?"

"It's a pity that you don't want to." She paused, and finally got to the point, "So I can only find another successor."

"...Are you leaving?" He was unbelievably sensitive.

"Well." She said, "Let me tell you in advance."

Ye Gucheng was silent for a moment, and said, "Go to the Central Plains?"

She shook her legs and thought for a while, and said that she should go to the Central Plains first.

The unfinished meaning is that if the Central Plains cannot find a descendant who suits her wishes, she will go to more places.

Ye Gucheng thought he had no reason to stop him, but perhaps it was because he had no reason to stop him that he was even more depressed.

Although this depression was well hidden by him, it was so good that she didn't find it at all.

A month passed in the blink of an eye.

The Jiji ceremony at Yan's house is almost ready, Father Yan loves cleanliness, so he didn't invite many guests.

And Yan Feng just rushed back on the day of Yan Liushuang's birthday.

To everyone's surprise, he didn't come back alone, but a child followed him.

If it wasn't for the child looking four or five years old, Yan Liushuang would have thought it was the product of his flirt outside.

But she was still very curious, because she found that the child's roots were no worse than Ye Gucheng's.

So she asked Yan Feng: "This is?"

Yan Feng scratched his face: "I picked it up on the road."

Yan Liushuang: "???" Picked up on the road? !

Yan Feng explained: "I met him on the way back to South China Sea. He ran away from home without any money and stole two buns. He was almost beaten to death by a bun shop owner. I rescued him. I wanted to send him home, but He was unwilling to live or die, and I was in a hurry to come back, so I had to take him with me."

While talking, he rubbed the child's head, and finally said to him: "Come on Xiaojiu, call me sister."

Yan Liushuang: "..."

In fact, she kind of wanted him to call her master.