Before the snake demon knelt on the bed, it didn't move for a long time.
Yan Hui looked at his back in silence, silent.
The one who broke the dead silence in the room was Tian Yao, who was sitting on the other side of the bed: "Sorry..." His voice was hoarse, his breath was vain, and his physical condition was obviously not good.
The snake demon was silent for a long time before moving. He lowered his head and touched the bed. He found a wooden hairpin completely wrapped in ice. This was the hairpin on the head of Qiyun Zhenren before.
It should be the only item that did not disappear with Master Qiyun...
The snake demon held the hairpin tightly in his hand, and the cold air stained his hands with frost: "It's not your fault..." He held the hairpin's hand so hard that it turned white, "It's me..." He gritted his teeth tightly, and his voice sounded like It was like squeezing out of his throat, "It's me!" Tears came from the corners of his eyes, he bent down on the bed, trembling all over, his voice finally choked, "I killed her. I killed her. …”
Yan Hui heard the words and clenched his fists.
The cry of the snake demon grew louder, like a child who fell in pain, piercing the heart and overshadowing all the sounds.
Yanhui lowered his eyes, the three words "Stop him." She wanted her to stop him.
Qiyun Zhenren died of the Frost Flower Art, and there is no one in this world who can use this spell so powerfully, except her master. Who else she wants her to stop.
The death of Zhenren Qiyun should not be blamed on Tianyao or the snake demon, but should be...
"Why!" His shoulders tightened, and the red-eyed snake demon grabbed Yan Hui, "Why did Ling Xiao want to kill Qiyun!" He shouted loudly.
Yan Hui's face was pale, and he couldn't type a word for a while. She looked at the snake demon silently, reacted for a long time, and then said with a pale face: "I can't think of any reason."
The snake demon seemed to be crazy, grabbed Yanhui's shoulder, shook her, and asked again and again, "Why did he kill her! Why did he kill her!"
Yan Hui only shook his head: "I don't know."
Her mind was in chaos. One moment it was the appearance of Qiyun Zhenren covered in ice and snow, the next moment it was the appearance of Ling Xiao teaching her to dance the sword when she was a child, and the moment she was kicked out of the mountain gate, Ling Xiao looked at her coldly , but in the end, Yanhui finally calmed down, and back and forth in his mind was Ling Xiao standing in front of her with his hands behind his back and saying to her:
"Have the sword in your hand, be benevolent and righteous, don't hurt your fellow students, don't hurt your fellow students. Don't bully the weak, don't be arrogant."
It was like a clear voice washed away the confusion in Yanhui's mind.
She should believe that after so many years of being with her, even if others would doubt Ling Xiao, she shouldn't doubt it either.
Yan returned his gaze and looked at the snake demon: "There must be some misunderstanding."
"What else is there to misunderstand!" The snake demon released Yan Hui, but overturned the table next to him, he looked excited, "Qiyun died of the backlash of the frost technique, who else in this world is as proficient in frost as your master is? Huashu! Who else can plant this magic on Qiyun!"
Yan Hui was silent for a while, then said, "I don't know. It's just my master... Master Ling Xiao, it's true that he is indifferent and cruel to monsters. I don't deny his pedantic ideas, but it is precisely because he is such a person that he has always been self-disciplined. He will not do things that treat people, respect the way, and harm fellow people."
Yanhui stared at the snake demon: "I believe him."
Tian Yao's eyes moved slightly and fell on Yan Hui. Looking thoughtful.
The snake demon stood still, holding the wooden hairpin, and after a long silence, gritted his teeth with red eyes, and said, "The death of Qiyun will exhaust the rest of my life, and I will also find out the truth. Fierce..." He looked at Yanhui, "No matter how strong the opponent is, I will definitely devour his flesh to relieve Qiyun's regret."
Yan Hui didn't answer any more, the snake demon turned around and entered Qiyun Zhenren's house: "I won't send you two."
The snake demon didn't close the door, and Yan Hui saw him cleaning the bed in Qiyun's house alone. The back is desolate.
In fact, it's only been so long. If the quilt is tightly covered, he should still be able to feel Qi Yun's body temperature...
Yan Hui dared not think about it.
That Fang Tianyao got off the bed, put on his shoes, and walked straight out of the house: "Let's go." He said these two words. In fact, Yanhui didn't know where he was going, and he didn't know why he wanted to follow Tian Yao now.
Just after listening to this order, she just followed. In fact, she has no backbone now.
Following Tian Yao silently all the way, Yan Hui has been wandering in the sky. Walking to the field, the poisonous sun clearly projected the figures of the two on the edge of the field, and Tian Yao suddenly asked: "Ling Xiao, is it so convincing to you?"
Yanhui probably needs someone to ask her such a question now. She lowered her head and looked into the distance, Tian Kan was scorched hot by the sun, and the air seemed to dance in the air, making the road ahead look twisted and twisted, as if it were dancing weirdly.
Yan Hui's voice was also a little ethereal like this heat wave: "A few years ago, the senior sister Ziyue who was in the same room with me lost money, she thought it was me stealing, so she cooperated with a few senior sisters to block me who just got off the test platform. Stay, I was not polite to them, and annoyed Ziyue. She refused to accept it, so she argued with me. And this scene was seen by my senior brother, who came to persuade him, but said that he would like to give Ziyue's life for me. The money is paid off, I know that the senior brother is trying to calm things down, but saying so, he directly pushed me to the position of a "thief". I was so angry that I beat up a few senior sisters and the senior brother together."
"..." Tian Yao glanced at Yanhui sideways, "It's something you can do."
"I won everyone, but it was of no use. I was punished to kneel at the Qingxin Temple, kneeling until late at night, when the master came, I thought he was going to scold me again, and he was going to scold me for being naughty and quick-tempered, but that time No, he said he believed me."
Yan replied: "Everyone will think I'm a thief, but he won't. He punished me because I hurt my fellow sect. He warned me and made me feel benevolent and righteous. Don't be arrogant. He is such a person..." Yanhui stood still, "Anyone will harm Qiyun Zhenren, but my master won't." She raised her head and stared at Tianyao, "I'm just like this, I have no reason to believe him. ."
Tian Yao looked at Yanhui's clear eyes, and didn't say much, just hummed lightly and turned to leave.
Walking all the way to the old lady Xiao's courtyard, the two didn't say a word.
When they got to the courtyard, Tian Yao called out, "Ama, I'm back." He pushed open the door and went to Mrs. Xiao's courtyard.
Yan Hui walked into his room as usual, but before stepping into the door, he heard a "dong" sound in Mrs. Xiao's room, like something falling to the ground.
Then there was no sound in the house.
Yan Hui was surprised, so he went to Mrs. Xiao's house to take a look, but as soon as he reached the door, Yan Hui stopped.
The old lady Xiao's house was full of the smell of medicine that had been smoked all the year round. Tian Yao was standing beside the old lady's bed. Behind Tian Yao was a table. He didn't help him, he just stared blankly at Mrs. Xiao on the bed, without any movement.
Yan Hui followed his gaze...
The old lady Xiao was already lying on the bed with her eyes closed, her chest no longer heaving...
Yan returned silently, and his eyes returned to Tian Yao's face again.
He just stood with his back to the light from the window, showing no expression on his face. After a long time, he still had a calm face, turned his head to look at Yan Hui: "I'm going to get the shroud, you can help my grandma change it later."
Yan Hui only nodded and said, "Oh."
Although he knew that Mrs. Xiao had left in the past few days, Yan Hui was still surprised by the suddenness, and it was such a coincidence that he went like this when Tian Yao was not around.
The last time the old lady was, she never saw this "grandson".
Yan Hui looked in the room, but did not see the soul of Mrs. Xiao. She thought that she was going to be quite safe, and she had no regrets in this life...
On this day, two people died in the village in the corner of Tongluo Mountain, one was Mrs. Xiao and the other was Aunt Zhou, a human trafficker.
People in the village said that when Aunt Zhou was carried back from the ground two days ago, she kept talking nonsense about "monsters and monsters". .
After the villagers came to worship Mrs. Xiao, they went to Aunt Zhou's house as if they were on the scene.
In this small village, two people died at once, and the villagers felt unlucky, so they went home and closed their doors until the evening.
That night, the village was as quiet as no one else.
Tian Yao didn't stop Mrs. Xiao in the house for a few days like ordinary people. He didn't seem to care about Mrs. Xiao at all. After the villagers left, he dug a hole in the back of the village at night. Mrs. Xiao was buried.
Then he went back to the yard and found several large jars of wine from nowhere. He kept silent, hugged him and started drinking.
One bite at a time, as if he was going to hold himself to death, he refused to stop.
Yan Hui didn't even think about persuading him. Seeing how heroic he was drinking, she touched the wine jar, but she was not polite. She hugged a jar and swallowed it like Tian Yao.
This wine is not good, the taste is poor, and it is so spicy that it burns to the heart. However, this unpleasant burning sensation seems to be able to burn away the unspeakable unpleasantness accumulated in his heart, which makes Yanhui feel the pleasure of wanting to get drunk and relieve his worries.
It wasn't until she drank the jar that Yanhui's stomach became heavy and her head began to feel dizzy. Then she put down the jar, looked at Tian Yao who was still pouring her own wine, and laughed: "Why? To solve the worries, only Du Kang."
Tian Yao also put down the wine jar, he wiped his mouth, and his face showed an abnormal blush under the reflection of the moonlight.
Tian Yao looked at Yanhui and saw that the wine jar in her hand was empty, so he rudely dragged the wine jar in her hand, threw it away, and handed another jar to her: "Come again."
"The gloomy thousand-year-old demon dragon also has such a bold moment?" Yan Hui hugged the wine, "Come here!"
After two jars of wine, Yan Hui lay down on the table and started laughing meaninglessly: "Hahahaha, the thousand-year-old demon dragon, after a few jars of wine, I poured you down."
Tian Yao leaned on the table, leaning on the table, still drinking wine sip by sip.
Yanhui poked his arm with his finger: "Look at how depressed you are now. Who can believe that you are a dragon who has read thousands of years from spring to autumn?"
Tian Yao was also drunk, he leaned on the table and smiled: "No one will believe it."
This is not funny, but it amused Yanhui, making her pat the table and laugh: "You must be lecherous, and you planted it in the hands of a woman."
Tian Yao glanced at Yan Hui: "You are also lustful, so you planted it in your master's hands?"
"I was playing tricks on fate." Yanhui poked Tianyao again, "Gossip with me, how did Su Ying really hurt you, and how could he make you look like this."
When Tian Yao heard this, it was like listening to a joke. He hugged the wine jar and started laughing. He smiled charmingly from this beautiful face. After laughing for a long time, he stopped. He curled his lips. Jiao said: "My beloved, pull out my dragon scales, gouge out my dragon heart, chop my dragon horns, whip my dragon tendons, dismantle my keel, forbid my soul, dismember me in the north and south of the river, apply a great seal formation, and want to imprison me. I will live forever..." He paused, took another sip of wine, and still had a smile on his lips, "She does so much, just to make a pair of dragon scale armor for her beloved one. To protect her beloved, she will live forever. ."
Yanhui's confused head couldn't fully understand the meaning of these words, she just tilted her head and looked at Tian Yao for a long time: "You have been dismembered like that, why are you still alive now?"
As soon as Tian Yao turned his head, a pair of eyes stained red by alcohol, half hazy and half clear, stared at Yan Hui.
They were separated by half a table, but Tian Yao stuck his head and put his lips to Yanhui's ear, his voice hoarse, full of temptation: "To meet you."