For the first time, Shen Zhixian felt so deeply that Yan Jin was full of little secrets.
He can be sure that since he passed through the book, he has never set a restriction on Yan Jin, and in the memory of his original body, he does not remember the existence of such a restriction.
Shen Zhixian was silent, and an absurd idea quietly popped up - he and Yan Jin, maybe they didn't know each other so many years ago.
A long time ago, in those vague memories, they... No, maybe it should be said that they were the original body, they already knew Yan Jin, and maybe they had some intersection.
Shen Zhixian felt suffocated in his heart, and suddenly felt very uncomfortable.
He couldn't help but think of the "very good person" that Yan Jin once mentioned.
Shen Zhixian is not a person who likes to indulge in the past, nor does he like to get to the bottom of other people's past, so he has been convincing himself not to dwell too much on Yan Jin's past. Something to make him happy.
But now, Shen Zhixian felt that a small thorn was secretly emerging in his heart, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.
Shen Zhixian felt that he might be a little jealous. Not long after he officially established the relationship with Yan Jin, he finally tasted the taste of vinegar, which was sour and had a few big lemons in it.
Because of Yanshen's self-destruction just now, there is a stench unique to monsters lingering around, which is disgusting after a long time. Shen Zhixian slightly retracted his gaze, pretending to be relaxed, "This place is too stinky, let's move to another place."
Yan Jin replied in a low voice.
The two of them didn't look for a way, they just randomly picked a direction to walk, walked for a while, and came to a short hillside.
Shen Zhixian simply sat cross-legged on the ground at the highest point: "Just here."
The sky is beautiful tonight, the moon is bright and clear, the stars are twinkling, and there is a small clump of flowers that look like stars under the short hillside, swaying in the breeze.
Yan Jin sat down beside Shen Zhixian and remained silent.
Shen Zhixian said: "Actually, when I was in Qingyun Sect, I wanted to sit like this on the edge of the cliff." He smiled lightly, and said calmly: "Unfortunately, I was panicked when I looked at the bottomless cliff and didn't dare to scream. You see, I am afraid that you will lose the majesty of the master."
Yan Jin pursed his lips. In fact, in the past few years, as the only disciple who can go in and out of Shen Zhixian's place at will, he has long been accustomed to Shen Zhixian's various casual and lazy appearances, and he has even seen a lot of sloppy appearances when he first woke up. For Shen Zhixian, This kind of majesty has long been...
He didn't dare to tell the truth, only said: "If Master wants to, in the future..."
I will accompany you when I return to Qingyunzong.
He stopped abruptly and didn't say the second half of the sentence, feeling a little awkward and uneasy in his heart.
Later... Will there be a later
Seeing that Yan Jin didn't even call Sui Jian anymore, it was as if he was calling this name because he was afraid of what he would think of. Shen Zhixian blinked, pretending he didn't hear Yan Jin's unease, and continued the next sentence as if nothing had happened: "Okay. Come with me later."
Yan Jin's eyes lit up slightly, and his back couldn't help but straighten up a little.
Shen Zhixian lowered his head slightly, looked at Cong Xiaohua, and asked softly, "Did we meet before coming to Qingyun Sect?"
There was a terrifying silence in the air, and after a while, Yan Jin said with difficulty: "Yes."
He paused for a while, then tilted his head to look at Shen Zhixian: "Master, don't remember, do you?"
Although it was a question, his tone was very determined. Shen Zhixian felt a sigh in his heart, and with a calm expression on his face, he said lightly, "It's probably something that happened before the heart attack, and I don't remember much."
Even if he remembered, it was the original body and not him... Shen Zhixian silently added in his heart.
and many more-
Shen Zhixian suddenly remembered one thing. When the original body went out to practice, he used the name "Sui Jian", and Yan Jin seemed to have known a person named "Sui Jian" back then...
Since Yan Jin said that the two of them had met before, could it be that the Suijian that Yan Jin knew was the original body
All kinds of thoughts go round and round, all in a mess. Shen Zhixian motioned to Yan Jin to continue talking.
Yan Jin calmed down and continued: "At that time, I was young and thin, and I was often bullied by others..."
Yan Jin was born in a small village. His childhood was really tormented. As long as he can remember, he has been despised by thousands of people. In the middle, he vaguely knew the reason why he was despised.
When he was born, his parents died. The mother died in childbirth, and the father slipped and drowned in the lake when he was going to fetch water. Later, I don’t know who gave him a life, saying that he was born with evil spirits and wanted to kill everyone around him, causing many disasters. of.
Later, he was kicked out of the village, tossed around. Due to malnutrition, he was too thin and small, and he was bullied wherever he went. Until later, he was rescued by Suijian, who was passing by, and took him with him.
He spoke lightly and skipped a lot of things, but Shen Zhixian could somewhat guess the hardships he had faced back then, and patted the back of his hand soothingly.
"... Later, when I passed a town, something happened. The people hated me. The master at that time had no choice but to take me away. After that, we separated."
He stopped talking, and his thoughts drifted away uncontrollably.
There were two children in that town fighting, and they fought hard. One of them was fat and strong and accidentally pushed the other down. The child knocked his head on the edge of the small steps on the side of the road, and immediately burst into tears. .
They were in the corner of the alley, which was a dead end. No one passed by. When the child who pushed the person saw the blood all over the floor, he panicked immediately. Run out to find an adult.
By the time the adults arrived, the child who fell down was already breathing out more than he was breathing in. He was dying, unable to speak, and he died after being sent to the hospital for only a quarter of an hour.
His parents were angry and anxious, and they repeatedly asked who did it. The pushy child dared not admit it, stammered for a while, and suddenly pointed to another man who was eating noodles in a small noodle shop opposite the hospital. A child: "It's him! It's the two of them fighting!"
Xiao Yanjin, who was inexplicably held a pot, swallowed a mouthful of noodles, looked over inexplicably, and saw the child pointing directly at him, insisting: "It's him! He's a child from outside! It's him who harmed him. Dahong is dead!"
Dahong is the dead child.
Everyone's eyes converged on Xiao Yanjin for a moment, full of hostility.
This small town is a very small and remote town. Each family owns a piece of land outside the town. They are relatively ignorant, and once something happens, they will be very exclusive.
At this time, listening to the swearing identification of the children in my town, and seeing Yan Jin's face, the people didn't know anything, so they gathered around and stared at him.
Da Hong's father is a burly man, and as soon as he rolls up his sleeves, he will come to catch Xiao Yanjin.
Sui Jian's face darkened, his chopsticks turned, he deftly separated the man's hand, and shocked him a few steps back: "Just based on his words, how can we decide that it is our fault?"
Seeing that everyone seemed to believe him, the kid rolled his eyes and shouted again: "They are a group! A group! They killed Dahong together!"
After that, things started to get out of hand.
No matter how Sui Jian argues, these people turn a deaf ear. If they bite to death, they killed Dahong. Dahong's mother cried and shouted, "God damn it! Our family is such a single child! If you live well, it's all because of you outsiders! It's going to happen when you come!"
A chaotic group of people squeezed towards the two of them, and when Sui saw it, he simply gave up arguing and walked out without saying a word.
They didn't speak, and everyone refused to let them go. Some people grabbed the poles that were separated by the roadside and waved them at them. Some people grabbed stones and threw them at them. Protecting Xiao Yanjin in his arms, it took a lot of effort to escape from the town.
Xiao Yanjin was held in his arms by Sui Jian, and he was not injured at all, but he heard a few sounds of a pole hitting Sui Jian. own weakness.
Can't protect myself.
Nor can... protect the people you value.
A thorn was buried in the bottom of his heart, taking root in his flesh and blood, and it would pierce his heart from time to time.
This thing seems to be the beginning, and they will not be smooth along the way, they will always encounter all kinds of accidents, some of which are quite tricky.
Several times, Sui Jian was almost injured in order to protect Xiao Yanjin.
Xiao Yanjin remembered what she had heard from the villagers saying that she was evil in her life, and fell silent.
He is reluctant to admit that this is his destiny, but he cannot deny that he is now a drag on Suijian.
Xiao Yanjin was in pain and suffering. The better the new year was to him, the more uncomfortable he was, until later, he experienced those things again...
"A Jin? A Jin?"
Shen Zhixian's soft voice pulled him out of his memory, and Yan Jin suddenly returned to his senses, and responded abruptly, "Master."
Shen Zhixian's words carried a deep apology: "I'm sorry, these things... I really can't remember."
Even if he still remembered it, it was the original body, and it had nothing to do with him. What is good to Yan Jin is the original body, and what Yan Jin misses is also the original body. He is just an outsider who broke into this world by mistake for unknown reasons, occupied this body, and replaced many of these identities.
He shouldn't hide it from Yan Jin, but these words are hard to say, and there is no way to open them.
Yan Jin whispered: "It doesn't matter, I just remember it."
Shen Zhixian sighed silently.
That night, the two sat for a long time and talked a lot.
Although Shen Zhixian feels that the more the mystery is, the more he talks about it. He still couldn't find out how Yan Jin's restriction came about. He asked, but Yan Jin shook his head blankly - Yan Jin had just learned about this restriction.
Shen Zhixian asked vaguely, "If I was completely different from before, would you regret it?"
Yan Jin stared at him and shook his head slowly but firmly.
Shen Zhixian was in a complicated mood.
He suddenly wanted to ignore everything. He wanted to find the city of undead immediately, find the soul-seeking grass, fuse the shark scales, completely heal the heart disease, and see if he could restore the previous memory, so as to know what the original body was. What kind of person, how can Yan Jin never forget it for so long.
Yan Jin's thoughts coincided with him. He has stopped calling Sui Jian since last night, and only sips one Master at a time. His attitude suddenly became firm: "Master, let's go to the City of Immortality first, shall we? ."
It sounds like a question for negotiation, but Yan Jin can say it with a bit of force: "Master's heart disease can't be delayed for too long."
"There are 80% people behind Yan Shen. Besides Song Ming, I think he may have colluded with some monster... Do you remember the demon cultivator that Yan Shen brought to frame you at the sword test conference? And this time, Yan Shen Something must have happened..."
"Master." Yan Jin interrupted him and stared at him.
Shen Zhixian tried to analyze with him: "But I don't think you should drag on for too long..."
In the modern world, on the Internet, Shen Zhixian has seen too many typical cases where gossips are fiercer than tigers. A false story, spread by countless people, becomes a "truth", and in the end, no one will If you care about what the truth is, you will only follow suit.
Although he wanted to know the truth urgently, he didn't want Yan Jin to end up like this. Yan Shen had already provoked several small sects against Yan Jin's face. Although these small sects did not seem to be a problem individually, but one Get together again...
"Yan Shen is dead, and no one will make trouble again, so it can be postponed for a while."
"Those small sects can't find us, so they will definitely go to Qingyun Sect. Song Ming made such a big move, and I borrowed you to force me to appear. I am afraid that he is determined to tear his face, and I don't know what else he will do. things come."
After thinking about it, Song Ming and Yan Jin should not have any interests directly related to each other. The only possibility is that after Song Ming finds out that Shen Zhixian is missing, it is not good to send a chase order to find someone directly. He can only use Yan Jin's excuse to force Shen Zhixian. Appear.
"Sect Master Song is timid." Yan Jin said directly, "He is in the bright, the master is in the dark, and if the master does not appear, he will not do anything - even if he wants to go back to the Qingyun Sect, the master has to be heartbroken. It is safe to solve it.”
Shen Zhixian: "..."
It seems reasonable.
Shen Zhixian could no longer refute, and in the end, the two of them forcibly reached a consensus, put aside Qiongyumen and other things for the time being, and went to the city of undead first.
Shen Zhixian's guess was right. After Qiongyumen died and the culprit could not be found, he immediately took a group of people to Qingyunzong with great arrogance.
The previous Xiao Feiyu mount had already come to an end, and the two bought a new mount after they arrived in a new town.
This town is not big, and there are not many types of mounts. Apart from cranes, there are only civet cats and flying horses.
Shen Zhixian stared at the fluffy civet cat, remembering that Duan Yuan once said that the civet cat's fur is easy to rub, and he made a decision: "I want a civet cat."
Yan Jin chose Pegasus.
The poor student Yan Jin was still shy, Shen Zhixian paid the money, and shoved the small purse into Yan Jin's arms: "You can't go out without some pocket money."
The two mounted their respective mounts and went back to the road. The Painted Skin Demon had mentioned something uncertain before, saying that the city of undead seemed to be in the north, so they planned to go all the way north.
Not long after they left, a bald-headed monk who was sweating profusely was welcomed into the shop selling the mounts.
The big monk held half a steamed bun in one hand, gasped for breath, patted the counter with one hand, and took a deep breath: "Ha, keke, have you seen one, maybe it looks like this... Well, there's another, it's like this..."
He gestured, "Have you seen these two people?"
The boss was dazed by his gestures. It took a long time for him to react, and he hesitated: "Just now, it seems that there are two people who are very similar to your description. They bought a mount and left."
"What mounts did you buy? How long have they been gone?"
This time the boss answered quickly: "One cat, one horse, it takes more than half an hour."
The bald-headed monk suddenly had a bitter face, and waved his hands weakly: "Civus Pegasus... I have to run and break my legs to catch up... Okay, thank you."
The boss earnestly recommended: "Do you want to chase people down? Why don't you buy a mount too?"
The big monk shoved the remaining half of the steamed bun into his mouth, chewed it, and sighed vaguely: "The monk is poor and has no money! I can only afford a few steamed buns!"
He walked out with a long sigh and a short sigh, looked around for a while, and bought a lot of steamed buns in a snack shop.
The fresh big steamed buns exuded endless temptation. The bald monk looked at the pile of steamed buns, swallowed his saliva, and picked one up in his hand, as if he wanted to take a bite.
But he held back, struggled for a long time, and finally sighed sadly, put down the steamed buns, packed them neatly with his hands and feet, and ran out.
But it was said that Shen Zhixian and Yan Jin had started the hurry mode. It is said that there is a moon-white forget-for-you flower outside the city of immortality. If you find the flower of forgetfulness, the city of immortality will not be far away.
The two have excellent eyesight, flying all the way, carefully observing the vicinity all the way.
But after flying for two days, Shen Zhixian changed his mounts with Yan Jin.
The civet cat's fluff is very comfortable to rub... However, it is also too easy to shed!
As soon as Shen Zhixian sat on the civet cat, he couldn't help rubbing it, and as soon as he rubbed it, it shed furiously, and Shen Zhixian wanted to sneeze when it shed.
So two days later, when Yan Jin was about to get on the flying horse, Shen Zhixian grabbed Yan Jin's sleeve and said sincerely, "A Jin, you haven't ridden a civet before? It's fun, why don't we change the mounts and try it out? try."
Yan Jin glanced at him, silently changed positions with him, turned over and sat on the back of the civet.
Shen Zhixian landed on Pegasus with satisfaction, and rubbed Pegasus' head—very good, no hair loss.
He happily greeted the Pegasus to fly up, while tilting his head to look at Yan Jin.
The fluffy civet looked cute, sitting with Yan Jin with a cold and expressionless face, it looked... quite interesting.
He tried hard not to laugh in front of Yan Jin, turned his head back, and said, "Let's go."
Shen Zhixian, who had changed his mount, was in a very happy mood that day, looking around, not letting go of any corners.
This flight, it flew into the evening, and the night fell quietly.
Shen Zhixian was about to find a place to rest, but in a blink of an eye, he was attracted by a large moon-white flower not far away.
"Ajin." He patted the Pegasus, motioned it to slow down, and stared at the patch of moon-white flowers: "Look at what grows over there... does it look like Yang Zhoucheng's little thrush on the wrist? flowers?"
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