[Yi Tian Yang Xiao] Go to Jiuxiao with you

It's winter, and it's always cold and gloomy on Mount Emei.

Although there is internal strength to protect the body from the cold, the stinging feeling of the mountain wind on the face still made Zhou Zhiruo slightly frowned.

She sat cross-legged on the back mountain of Emei, holding the "Nine Yin Scriptures" and pursing her lips tightly.

When Xiao Jiu left, she was told to practice her inner strength and mental skills and lay down a new foundation, but she still couldn't understand some things. Now that Xiao Jiu is far away in the Western Regions, she can only comprehend these things by herself.

Of course, there is another person who can give her some advice. After all, he is a fast learner, so he must be able to understand the "Nine Yin Manual" very quickly. However, that person...

She hasn't seen her for a long, long time.

Zhou Zhiruo sighed and closed the secret book.

Snow-covered Emei Mountain is covered in plain silver and has beautiful scenery. She couldn't help but be fascinated by the clouds rolling and relaxing in the mountains.

After an unknown amount of time, someone came slowly and sat beside her. She put the secret book into her arms and closed her eyes.

The visitor said, "Master, it's snowing. That's great. I like it when it snows."

Zhou Zhiruo acted as if she hadn't heard of it. In the next moment, something icy and cold fell on her hair and forehead, and her eyebrows furrowed imperceptibly.

"Master, don't you ask why?" The voice of the visitor paused, as if aggrieved.

Zhou Zhiruo's eyelashes trembled, and she finally opened her eyes and looked to her side, so that she could see her figure in those clear and bright eyes in the sky, she pursed her lips, and after a while, asked lightly: " Why do you like snow?"

Seeing that Zhou Zhiruo was willing to take care of him, he looked very happy, grinning brightly, and replied: "Because I like to stay with Master when the snow is falling heavily, so that if we are not careful, we will...grey our heads together. "

As soon as the words fell, Zhou Zhiruo's complexion also darkened. The man seemed to be very familiar with the emotions represented by her frowns and smiles, and immediately scratched his head and said with a smile: "Don't be annoyed, Master, I was just joking with you. You have magical skills The body protector is not afraid of heavy snow, but I am in poor health, and I haven't learned how to look good after practicing martial arts for so long, I'm afraid I would have frozen to death if I really turned gray."

Zhou Zhiruo turned her eyes away and stopped looking at him, "From now on, don't make jokes like this casually, I don't like it."

The man froze for a moment, Na Na nodded, "Everything is subject to Master's orders."

The two sat side by side, speechless for a while.

The snow fell harder and harder, and there was a thin suppressed cough in the silence.

Zhou Zhiruo heard this, and said, "Go back first, you're all wet."

"I don't." He closed the fox-fur cloak on his body and said stubbornly, "I want to spend more time with Master."

Zhou Zhiruo glanced at him coldly, "I'm suffering from the wind and cold, and I have to ask your uncles to take care of it, please."

"Then please trouble Master to take care of me." He smiled, a grain of snow fell into the corner of his eye, slowly turned into water droplets and fell down his cheek, "It's not that Master has never taken care of me anyway."

Zhou Zhiruo flicked her sleeves, stood up, and twirled her light blue skirt. She looked at the tall and thin boy in front of her expressionlessly, the coldness in her eyes was stronger than ice and snow, and then her pink lips moved slightly. , and slowly spit out two words: "Gu Zhi."

Gu Zhi was his name, and whenever she called his name, it meant that it was a sign of her getting angry.

She was reminding him that he had gone too far.

So Gu Zhi lowered his head and lowered his eyes, hiding his disappointment, and obediently walked back.

The snow fell on his clothes, turning into dark and irregular circles, making his back even thinner. He walked slowly, and his shoulders trembled from time to time. I don't know if it was because of the cold wind or her. Just a cold and hard attitude.

Zhou Zhiruo's fingertips moved, and after a while, she still hurried forward to catch up with him, gathering her internal strength and sticking to his back.

It was also at this moment that the boy raised his head, his hazel eyes were dazzlingly bright.

After the Battle of Shaolin Temple, many villages at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain were inevitably trampled by the fleeing Yuan soldiers. When Zhou Zhiruo led the Emei people down the mountain, they passed a forest, and a young man was kneeling in front of two graves with injuries all over his body, weeping uncontrollably.

Zhou Zhiruo walked up to him, glanced at the tombstone, sighed slightly, took out a bag of silver from her waist and threw it to him, then turned to leave.

Unexpectedly, the young man did not take the money, but raised his blood-stained face, stood up abruptly and knelt down in front of her, and kowtowed to her, "Sister Fairy, I don't want to live a mediocre life here, I want to change my life." Be strong, become a useful person, and then drive out the Tartars, so that all ordinary people can live a stable life, please help me! Please!"

Zhou Zhiruo hesitated, and the senior sisters at the side couldn't bear to see the young man whose forehead was covered with blood, so they all asked her to take him in.

A sound of "dong dong dong" seemed to hit Zhou Zhiruo's heart. After a while, she sighed, stepped forward to help him up, and then said: "I am not a fairy sister, I am the palm of the Emei sect." Men, Zhou Zhiruo, you will call me from now on—”

"Master!"

Before the words "Master Zhou" could be uttered, they were suddenly interrupted by the loud words of the young man. Zhou Zhiruo widened her eyes and scolded, "What are you screaming for? When did I promise to take you in as a disciple?"

Hearing the words, the young man was very aggrieved and said: "But I kowtowed so many times, and you accepted them all. This is not to accept me as a disciple, why is that?"

Zhou Zhiruo got angry for a moment and wanted to refute him, but then she thought, why bother with a child so much, she swung her sleeves and strode past him, "I have nothing to teach you, we will talk about everything back to Emei."

The young man immediately followed behind her and nodded heavily: "Everything is subject to Master's orders!"

Gu Zhi was only 14 years old at that time, he never imagined that time would pass so quickly, after two years of being in a daze, he started to get sick, and he was much taller than her.

Oh, one of the words he said most often is: Everything is subject to the master.

But after careful calculation, he seemed to have never heard of her.

She said that the Emei Sect doesn't support idlers, and the intention is to make him work harder to practice swords, but he just understands that it takes care of her in terms of basic necessities of life, food, housing and transportation.

She led the people down the mountain to eliminate evil and fight against Yuan, knowing that his internal strength was weak and he had no moves, so she left him to guard the mountain in Emei, but he insisted on following, and was injured again when he didn't pay attention, and he was so injured that he was so confused that he couldn't let anyone but her She was too tired to take care of anyone besides her for a long time.

Such headaches abound for her. If she had followed her previous temper, she would have driven him down the mountain long ago.

It's just that when I think of his lonely and helpless appearance, I really can't bear it.

What's more, the cold and cold Emei Mountain became much more lively because of such a naughty and chattering child.

Zhou Zhiruo came back to her senses, picked up Gu Zhi's collar, tapped her feet, and reached the roof in the blink of an eye.

"Go back and change your clothes, and then pack your luggage," Zhou Zhiruo withdrew her hand, "I will leave for the Western Regions with me tomorrow."

Gu Zhi tilted his head and asked, "What are you doing in the Western Regions?"

"Look for an old friend with excellent medical skills," Zhou Zhiruo said calmly, "heal your illness."

She still remembered that not long after she brought him back to Emei, she discovered that there was a chill in his body, which made him unable to cultivate his internal strength, and he became emaciated and often fell ill.

She tried to use the Emei Nine Sun Kung Fu to drive him away from the cold, but it was of no avail. Xiaojiu and Yang Xiao went back to seclusion. She had no news until she ran into Fan Yao when she came down the mountain last time. Sitting on the peak.

If Xiaojiu can cure his illness, she will teach him enough kung fu and send him down the mountain.

Now that child doesn't know how to respect his teacher, if he doesn't stop it, I'm afraid...

Zhou Zhiruo's thoughts stopped suddenly, she didn't dare to think about it any more, before she bowed her hands and saluted, she quickly left.

Gu Zhi only had time to catch a trace of her clothes, and the phrase "male or female" stuck in his throat, making him shake his head and smile wryly.

All the way to the border of the Western Regions, yellow sand is everywhere, and strong winds are gradually picking up.

Going to the Western Regions in winter is more difficult than in spring and summer. Although the sun is very strong and the sun is very comfortable, it is also extremely cold at night.

Zhou Zhiruo was not afraid of the cold, but Gu Zhi was. At night, he was shivering from the cold, and lighting a bonfire was useless.

After thinking about it again and again, Zhou Zhiruo feared that he would die on the road before reaching Zuowang Peak, so she sat opposite him, clasped four hands, and used her internal strength to drive his dantian qi to circulate and swim to resist the severe cold.

Feeling the softness in his hand, Gu Zhi felt a suffocation in his heart, and then his heart beat fast, as if it was about to overflow his chest. His face was slightly red, and he said softly, "Master, it's so nice of you to treat me."

Zhou Zhiruo closed her eyes, and said in a cold voice, "Concentrate."

Gu Zhi was silent for a moment, thinking of the doubts in his heart, he tentatively asked: "Master, have you not forgotten him?"

"What nonsense! I've long—"

Before finishing speaking, Zhou Zhiruo suddenly opened her eyes, only to realize that she had fallen for the truth.

"That's right," Gu Zhi forced a smile, "I haven't said who he is yet."

Zhou Zhiruo pursed her lips and remained silent, Gu Zhi then asked: "Master, are we going to Kunlun to find him?"

He was used to her silence, so he said again: "If it is, then I don't want him to treat you."

"This matter is beyond your control."

"But I really don't want to be treated, even if I've been so useless all my life, I don't want to be treated by him." Gu Zhi spoke slowly, but every word was firm, "But I do want to see him, I want to see this A person favored by God."

Zhou Zhiruo thought to herself, Zhang Wuji became the leader of the Ming religion at a young age, commanded the world's heroes in the battle of Shaolin Mountain, and was worthy of eternal glory; he retreated bravely in the rapids, married a beautiful wife to accompany him, and lived so comfortably in the world.

Such a person is indeed a person favored by God.

However, Gu Zhi seemed to see through her self-deception, and said word by word: "If it wasn't for the blessing of heaven, how could Master not forget it for so many years? I really want to be blessed by heaven once."

Zhou Zhiruo's apricot eyes glanced, and annoyance gradually arose, but at this moment Gu Zhi trembled all over, rolled his eyes, and fell into her arms.

Zhou Zhiruo's raised hand stopped again, and turned to catch his pulse.

It's a mess, it's not an act.

She breathed a sigh of relief, her pretty lips were pursed tighter and tighter, but she suddenly laughed again.

This child is like this every time, and the dizziness is always so timely.

Zhou Zhiruo probed his forehead and felt the scorching heat in his hands, so she sighed helplessly, tore off her dress and dipped it in water, helped him wipe off the cold sweat, then helped him up, and put her hands on his cheeks. Back, lost some internal strength for him.

This is the second time for Zhou Zhiruo to step into the Western Regions. Zuowang Peak is not as majestic and desolate as Guangmingding, nor as cold and orderly as Emei Mountain. Instead, it is full of warmth, which makes people relax unconsciously.

Xiao Jiu came out with Yang Xiao, um, with Yang Xiao who was holding a baby. After exchanging pleasantries, Xiao Jiu took the baby from Yang Xiao's arms with a smile, and raised her chin towards her. , asked with a smile: "Do you want to hug him?"

Zhou Zhiruo looked at the pink and tender baby in her arms in amazement, and was speechless for a long time. It turned out that everyone was moving towards their ideal life, but she was the only one who was still standing still, cocooning herself.

She glanced at Gu Zhi beside her, and a thought suddenly flashed in her mind: Will her child with Gu Zhi be as cute as Yang Yangyang?

But it was only for a moment, and she immediately rejected it with a blushing face.

Master and apprentice, how is it possible...

After seeing Xiao Jiu and Yang Xiao, Gu Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, so he didn't come to see that person.

It's just that he didn't see that person, and he felt a little disappointed.

This gave him an indescribable feeling of powerlessness and frustration, which made him instantly discouraged.

Zhou Zhiruo explained the purpose of coming to Xiao Jiu, and Xiao Jiu readily agreed, confirming that Gu Zhi's cold syndrome should have been brought on since childhood, and it will take some time to recuperate.

The two stayed at Zaowangfeng.

Zhou Zhiruo also took this opportunity to take the "Nine Yin Scriptures" to ask Xiao Jiu to help her understand her confusion, while Gu Zhi waited aside for the rest of the time except for treatment and sleeping. She could smell his breath, but when she turned her head, Zhou Zhiruo could see him again.

Even Xiao Jiu saw some clues between the two of them. She didn't try to persuade Zhou Zhiruo, but just told a story to Gu Zhi, a middle-aged uncle who refused to admit that he was tempted, and a loli who wanted to seduce him into committing crimes every day. s story.

Gu Zhi's throat rolled, and something began to break out from those clear eyes, "Then what happened afterwards? Did uncle accept Lolita?"

"Later," Xiao Jiu's eyes followed Yang Xiao, who was not far away from the milk baby, and then his lips curved, and even the brows were smiling, "Later, Luo Li left, and it took the uncle eight years to see himself clearly. The intention of..." After a pause, she turned her head to look at Gu Zhi, raised her eyebrows, "You don't need to spend so long, do you?"

Gu Zhi also laughed, and replied confidently: "Of course."

Gu Zhi's health gradually improved, the two said goodbye to Yang Xiao and his wife, and returned to Emei.

Zhou Zhiruo started to teach Gu Zhi martial arts formally. Although he didn't have the foundation of internal skills, he worked very hard. In just one year, he became a leader in the Emei sect. With his sharp swordsmanship, the future can be expected.

Although he was also very good to her, he was no longer that sick and thin young man, and he never said those ambiguous or cryptic bastard words in front of her again.

In fact, except that Gu Zhi is still a member of the Emei sect, this coincides with her original purpose of condemning him to leave.

She should be relieved.

However, she couldn't be happy at all. During the time with him, she gradually forgot Zhang Wuji's appearance, and gradually she would no longer inexplicably recall the unbearable past. It seemed that he had already approached her life without knowing it. .

Over the years, under the bravery of the Mingjiao Rebel Army, the Yuan Dynasty has gradually declined, but there are still many martial arts monks serving it. The Emei faction responded to the call of the Mingjiao and went down the mountain to help fight against the Yuan Dynasty.

On the day he went down the mountain, Zhou Zhiruo hid in the dark and watched him bid farewell to his classmates until no one came to say goodbye to him, but he still stayed where he was and did not leave.

Is he waiting for her?

But isn't he the one who clearly insists on going down the mountain?

Zhou Zhiruo smiled bleakly, watched him leave in disappointment, and then turned her back, finally couldn't help but her eyes were red.

"Since you can't bear it, why don't you ask me to keep me?"

A voice suddenly sounded from behind, and Zhou Zhiruo was so startled that she wiped her tears in a panic.She was so stiff that she didn't dare to turn her head, but she heard the man laughing and said with difficulty: "Master, if you ask me to keep me, I won't go."

Zhou Zhiruo clenched her fists secretly, her nails sunk into the flesh of her palm as if she didn't feel the pain, and said in a trembling voice, "It's a great thing for a man to aim everywhere."

Gu Zhi gave a low laugh, and said hoarsely, "Master, can I not call you Master?"

"This title was chosen by you."

Gu Zhi's voice paused, as if he was about to cry, "I regret it, is that okay? I asked you to go down the mountain, but I wanted you to keep me, but you didn't come after waiting for a long time. If you didn't come to me, I had no choice but to Come back to find you... come back to tell you, I don't want you to be my master, I want you to be my wife."

He said these words very calmly and slowly, as if he had rehearsed countless times in his heart, but only he knew that, peeling off the surface, inside was his deeply suppressed trembling and his heart beating wildly for her.

When Zhou Zhiruo heard this, she smiled lightly, but she gradually couldn't laugh anymore. She took a deep breath, lowered her head, and then said slowly, "Gu Zhi, Master! Falling in love with one another is disregarding human ethics."

"Don't care about human ethics! I'm a human being, so I can't kill human desires! Maybe many things in the world can be stopped, but no one can stop a person from liking another person, and you can't stop me from liking you." Gu Zhi Forced back the tears, she said word by word, "Zhou Zhiruo, I just ask you, have you ever been a little bit attracted to me over the years?"

He didn't ask if he loves her, or if he likes her, but only asked her if she has ever been in love with her. If she answered yes, he thought, even if the world doesn't allow her and is criticized by thousands of people, he won't leave her one step.

But she didn't answer.

Gu Zhi curled his lips, laughed at himself, and raised his head slightly. The sun was glaring, and his eye sockets quickly turned red. After a while, all his emotions were reduced to three words: "I'm leaving."

What is love at first sight?

When Gu Zhi was 14 years old, falling in love at first sight was equivalent to Zhou Zhiruo, who was dressed in black clothes and was elegant and graceful.

He had dreamed of this love at first sight for three years, but even though he tried his best to figure it out slowly, in the end the rock still remained motionless.

Forget it, if she wants to spend it, then spend it with her. Eight years, ten years, it doesn't matter.

In this world, there is nothing cuter than her.

Gu Zhi took the first step, and at the same time, Zhou Zhiruo called out to him suddenly, feeling a little dazed again, listening to his ears, itching, like a butterfly kissing him, his footsteps After a pause, he immediately froze in place.

She said to him: "Maybe it's a heartbeat."

Gu Zhisheng was afraid that he had heard it wrong, so he suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and did not dare to move.

Zhou Zhiruo said again: "Maybe not as many as you imagined, maybe that's all."

She turned around, walked slowly to Gu Zhi's side, tugged at his sleeves, met his turning gaze, and smiled slightly.

At that moment, when the spring breeze in March was warm and the winter snow melted, the butterfly landed on Gu Zhi's heart and melted into his blood bit by bit.He showed a bright smile, reflected in Zhou Zhiruo's eyes, as if he was no longer the same as before, and it was indescribably touching.

Gu Zhi wanted to speak, but Zhou Zhiruo raised her hand to gently cover his lips, and said a little shyly, "I've thought about it a lot, and I'm really reluctant to let you go, but I'm not ready to fight against the world, you Wait for me……"

"No need!" Gu Zhi shook his head, pulled her hand, and said seriously, "If I'm with you, I don't need you to give everything for me. I know you care about Emei's reputation, but there are some things You can only experience it by yourself, and it is difficult for others to understand. Even if you try to talk to them, they will not listen, so you only need to do what you want, and I will take care of the rest.”

Zhou Zhiruo stared at him blankly, speechless for a while.

He Zeng met a sentence, but the difference was that the young man in front of her told her that she only had to do what she wanted.

Zhou Zhiruo's pink lips moved, "Then do you know what I want to do most now?"

"What?" Gu Zhi answered subconsciously, his heart beating like thunder.

The tenderness in her eyes is like the water and moon in the south of the Yangtze River, and the smile on her lips is elegant and beautiful. She walked forward and said softly: "The rivers and lakes are far away, the mountains are high and the water is long, I also want to walk down with you."

Later, a swordsman with frightening swordsmanship appeared in the rivers and lakes.

No one knows his name, no one knows his surname, no one has seen his real appearance, but because of his romantic nature, he often harassed women from good families and caused panic, so everyone in the world called him a flower-picking swordsman.

It is said that he has never failed in picking flowers, but the strange thing is that no girl has come forward to identify him. At the same time, he is also able to come and go freely with his superb lightness skills in Wudang Shaolin. Pai sent his ideas to Emei's head master Zhou.

In order to protect the innocence of all the heroines in Emei, the head of Zhou is willing to marry a swordsman with dignity, bet the rest of his life, and persuade him to turn around.

Such a big festival has made countless women feel grateful, and also made all the heroes of the world feel sorry for the difficult life of the head of Zhou.

At a young age, he encountered unsatisfactory events such as the tragic death of his master, the humiliation of abandoning his marriage, and the loss of his newlywed husband. Finally, he learned peerless martial arts, and inherited his master's will to shine in Emei. Only a few years after his birth, he was defeated by a flower-picking swordsman. , I lost my whole life.

Even though life is so unfortunate, the head of Zhou is still strong and reborn in the adversity of Nirvana. With his own strength, he can quell the harm in the world and revive the prestige of Emei, which is admired by all the people in the world.

Afterwards, the flower-picking swordsman never appeared in the arena again, but Emei's head Zhou always claimed to be——

Madam Gu.

The author has something to say: I really like blue boys like Gu Zhi,

Be persistent, but not blindly persistent,

I love you, but I won't embarrass you.

Some are reluctant, but I still have to say: the full text is over, see you next time.