Frost paved the ground, autumn leaves leaves. Jiutianmen is surrounded by mountains and valleys, hidden in the mist. The people in white robes stood together, and the reverberating bells had a desolate aftertaste. The autumn rain was pouring, but no one held an umbrella in the rain.
Li Rong rushed back in a hurry, and got off the horse at the same time as Jing Lin. The two walked up the stairs quickly, passed through a group of white robes, and entered the hospital, only to see dead leaves covering the robes, and the coffins displayed in the hall had disappeared.
"Where's the person?" Li Rong asked in a deep voice.
Yun Sheng, who was on the inside, lifted the curtain and came out. When he saw the two of them, he immediately said, "Why did you come back? It's too late! The body of gathering spirits should not be left for a long time. My father had already ordered the burial. Into the octagonal tomb!"
Jing Lin stepped forward and said: "The righteousness in the door is awe-inspiring, and there will be no evil in a few days. Why is it so hasty."
"Lanhai is infected with a serious disease, and many people in the door have sudden illnesses. If you keep it, I'm afraid it will change." Yun Sheng's face was haggard, and he had not rested for many days. He took the tea handed over by one of the disciples, but did not drink it, saying, "Qingyao is also ill, and the fever persists. All the medicinal herbs are useless. Father and Dongjun have been guarding her bed for several days."
"Qingyao is also ill?" Li Rong was horrified, "Who else?"
"Most of the mortal disciples in the gate are sick." Yun Sheng drank the tea to moisten his throat, and immediately said after swallowing, "All of them are feverish, and the doctors in the hospital can't see the truth. There is nothing to do right now, poor father. Only the white-haired person sends the black-haired person, and he is too busy with this disease. I don't look like ordinary cold, like the plague. "
"We are a place where heaven and earth attract spirits. A plague outbreak here is no less than a blood sea crisis." Li Rong lost his voice, "Absolutely can't let it happen!"
"This matter is imminent, and extraordinary measures must be taken at an extraordinary time." Yun Sheng looked at Jinglin, "I know you are sad, brothers, who can not be sad. It's just that the top priority is the plague, and my father has not closed his eyes for days. Anyway, go and persuade."
"The pharmacist in the family is helpless, I am afraid it is not a common plague." Jing Lin said.
"It's more than a pharmacist." Yun Sheng smiled bitterly, "Even my father can't do anything. We don't know when this disease sneaked into the door, and now it's so fierce that it has to make people suspicious."
Yun Sheng said that he went out to lead the way, and took the two of them to Jiutianjun's yard in the rain. Along the way, Jinglin looked sideways and saw many people moving to Dongshan.
"What is this for?"
"Those are people who have symptoms." Yun Sheng said, "There are mortals in the door, and they can't be mixed together, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous."
When Jinglin saw that all the adults walking in the heavy rain curtain were adults, he asked, "Where are the children who are taking classes with Qingyao."
Yun Sheng looked back at him and said, "Children are fragile, father makes his own arrangements."
"What is your own arrangement?" Jinglin's eyes froze, "Where?"
"Don't you know if you ask your father in person?" Yun Sheng said and stood under the corridor, first raised his hand to block the disciple's announcement, but said to Jing Lin, "I'll give you a breath. Lan Hai was suffering before his death. After holding on for a long time, when the medicine could not be poured in, he didn't say anything, but wrote your name on everyone's palm. He was waiting for you. This is not a big deal, but now that the plague is about to break out, you need it Give the family an explanation."
"Explain?" Li Rong stood up, "He's been away from home for a long time, what is he going to explain?"
"Because I haven't been home for a long time!" Yun Sheng whispered eagerly, "He hasn't been home for a long time, where has he been for the past half month? There is no news at all! No one's name is written in Lanhai, only his, he is now one When he came back, there was a plague, and it fell into the mouths of others. Shouldn't he ask for an explanation? However, when you look at him, there is no grief in his expression. He is still aggressive at this juncture. "
Jinglin and Yunsheng passed by, and people had entered the room. Yun was so angry that he fell to his feet, and waited for him to do nothing, so he and Li Rong hurriedly followed and knelt down together.
Jiutianjun looked very tired. He looked back from the window and said, "What are you arguing about under the porch? Now is the time for your brothers to work together, and there will be no more disputes!" He said with a choked voice, and paused. After a long while, he recovered a little and said, "Lan Hai has just left, so you must continue to waste your father's intentions like this."
The three brothers bowed their heads, and Yun Sheng said, "My son knows he is wrong, and he will be strict with himself in the future, and will not be angry with his brothers. Father has worked hard for many days, so don't be sad about it."
Jiutianjun seemed to be calmer, but ignored Yunsheng, but looked at Jinglin and said, "It's time for you to come back."
Tao Zhi, who had been standing there for a long time, said, "Where did Brother Nine go? We couldn't find it!"
"Jinglin will cross the realm before leaving. This calamity is no more important than others. Naturally, we must find a quiet place." Li Rong said.
"I feel strange." Tao Zhi put his hand behind him, "Ninth brother neither likes to take medicine pills, nor does he want to cultivate with others, so how can he be so diligent? Is there any way that he has never mentioned it to his brothers?"
Jing Lin supported his knees and said, "There is a way."
"How?"
Jing Lin said indifferently: "Cut off your love and desire, and focus on your own way."
Tao Zhi disagreed: "Then you have to pick your heart first. Not everyone can be like your brother, who is talented and can turn their hearts into swords."
"So." Jing Lin said, "Wei brother can help you out."
Tao Zhi's eyes moved, his expression changed a bit in Jing Lin's eyes, and he said with a smile: "Ninth brother, after crossing the realm, it is different, and the words are so fierce."
"You shut up." Jiu Tianjun's voice was like a bell, which shocked several people's ears. "Jinglin has always been down-to-earth, kendo is in the heart, different from others, and there are no distracting thoughts. Naturally, the cultivation base cannot be generalized with you."
Tao Zhi didn't dare to refute, and held back for a while. He looked at Jing Lin, but he had a practice in his heart. His medicine was determined, but Jinglin was unscathed. He was puzzled until he went to the north to find out what was wrong. That Canglong did not know what was wrong, and sent the little demon to give him medicine for half a month! He is now vain in the sea of spirit, and dare not show his face in front of his brothers. In his heart, he only regards Jinglin and Cang Di as a pair of dog boys and boys.
"You are in a hurry to come back, and you have never seen Lanhai." Jiutianjun said to Jinglin, "The octagonal tomb is full of yin, you practice kendo, it is inconvenient to go deep in rainy days, and it will be bad if his qi is damaged. Wait for tomorrow. If Qing goes again, he will not blame him under Jiuquan. Qingyao has been thinking of you for many days, and is lying behind with Dongjun by his side, go and see her."
Jiutianjun never mentioned Lanhai's death, neither blamed Jinglin, but did not allow Jinglin to stay. Why didn't Dongjun come out later? Because he can't get involved in too many affairs in the door, Jing Lin has been running away all the time, and the same is true when he returns home. Although their brothers seem to be listed as one, they are actually different. Li Rong is the most widely used. He can not only lead people out of the mountains, but also in charge of internal affairs, and has the right to participate in planning. Although Yun Sheng couldn't leave the mountain without permission, he was the think tank of Jiu Tianjun, and even Tao Zhi had an external title.
Only Jing Lin was a special case. He was free to go out, but he never gave a city defense. He is famous outside, but he is only outside. Otherwise, if he returns home with the words "Lin Song Jun Jing Lin", why can't he even provide food
The inside and outside of the Nine Heavens Gate are distinct, but they are all guided by the head of the Nine Heavens Monarch. His internal planners, and the brave people on the outside, all these people who hold great responsibilities or are famous are all his sons. They called him father, from which the title of king and father came.
At this moment, Jing Lin remembered what Cao Cang said, what will the world be like when the sea of blood is removed in the future? He never thought about it in the past, but when he looks at it now, he feels that it is piercing.
"I have something to ask my father." Jing Lin didn't move.
The Nine Heavens King's Landing table made an "um" sound.
Jinglin said: "I heard that the family opened a private school in the south, and I picked many children to come. I was on the road just now, and I didn't see any of them."
Jiutianjun picked up a pen and wrote something on the table, and when he heard the sound, he said with a long "um" and said, "Children are prone to evil spirits. At this juncture, how can we make them run around again? If you are confined in a courtyard, if you are thinking about it, Let's go and see it another day. But." Jiu Tianjun looked back, "You never cared about these things in the past, why do you remember them now?"
"Perhaps it's enlightened." Tao Zhi said, "or I heard a lot of people talking about it. We can't guess what Brother Jiu's thoughts are. We don't even recognize any friends we make on weekdays. If there are one or two It's special, and it's quite interesting. Brother Ninth, if there is one, you should introduce it to the family."
Jinglin ignored him, only saluted Jiutianjun, turned around and left. When the curtain fell, Tao Zhi could hear Tao Zhi complain: "Dad! Look at his stinky temper? I really want to fix it up with him, every time I put my hot face against his cold ass! It's heart-melting! Look at my brother before you go, He didn't even ask..."
The curtain shook a few times, and Jing Lin had already left.
When Jinglin entered the cave door behind, all the flowers along the road withered away. The disciples who went down are still standing in the heavy rain. This is called seeing off, and it is the last part of the road for Lanhai. Jinglin stood sideways in the rain for a long time, the sky was getting dark, and he walked into the backyard.
As soon as you enter the courtyard, the doors and windows under the corridor are opened. Dongjun knocked on the wooden floor with a fan, climbed out a rose, circled Qingyao in a fleece coat, and bloomed a bunch of snow-like flowers.
Dongjun sat cross-legged, shook his folding fan and said, "Brother can change anything in the world! Tell me what you want to play or watch."
Qing Yao was lying on the reclining, her face too small. In fact, she is seventeen or eighteen years old, but she is not long in body and not long in intelligence, and she will always look like a child. When his face was still blue and stained with sorrow, he whispered to Dongjun, "I want Brother Lan."
Dongjun paused and was about to speak when he saw Jing Lin standing in the rain. He snorted and said, "Lanhai can't change it, but your ninth brother is here."
Qingyao immediately supported himself, looked over eagerly, choked and shouted, "Ninth brother."
Jinglin entered the porch, Qingyao crouched beside his hand, pulled his sleeve, crying breathlessly: "Ninth brother!"
Jinglin leaned over and touched her head. She was still immersed in the matter of Lanhai, and her eyes were already swollen. When Jing Lin touched her forehead, it was really hot.
"When did it start to get hot?" Jing Lin squatted down.
Dongjun hugged his shoulders: "Lan Hai will... when it gets worse."
"What did the pharmacist say?"
"I don't know." Dongjun opened the folding fan, blowing his hair into the air, and he smiled half-heartedly, "How can I know about such things? Now that the plague is causing people to panic, when I wake up another day, maybe I have to live in Go to the cage to show your innocence."
Before he could finish his words, Yanquan suddenly brushed past his cheeks and nailed it to the pillar by his temple. The corridor suddenly fell into dead silence, neither of the two looked at each other, and a strand of Dongjun's black silk fell into the rain with the wind. A copper bell hangs from the eaves, jingling suddenly.
Dongjun's cheeks dripped with blood, he tilted his head and stuck out the tip of his tongue, licking it along the edge of his lips. Eight points of coldness in his eyes, he said with blood in his mouth: "After crossing the realm, you think that you can do anything in the world? You can sprinkle fire on me when you have a fire in your heart? Blind your eyes, Jing Lin, Forgot who I am?"
The breeze was blowing from the corridor, but seeing the white robe turning over his sleeve, Dong Jun leaned back and slipped back. Yanquan spun into his palm, Jinglin returned to the sheath with his backhand, and kicked Dongjun's waist straight in the sound of "crack". Dongjun shook his fan, and he slipped as if drunk, and he slapped off Jinglin's arm, but he did not prevent Jinglin from bullying him, and slammed his neck against the pillar with a palm!
"What did the pharmacist say?" Jing Lin dragged him, his eyes were sharp and his voice fluctuated, "How do you say it!"
Raindrops beat the copper bell frantically, and the chaotic shaking sound was anxious and distracting. Qingyao was too frightened to speak, she covered her lips and began to cry softly. A wisp of snowflakes came down the corridor. Jinglin looked sharply sideways, seeing that it was only a snow charm, and Dongjun grabbed her sleeves hard.
"This thing is intimate, don't stop talking!" Dongjun pushed him away, "The pharmacist submitted a note to my father, and only my father has seen it - Lanhai is not an acute illness, that's all! Who are you suspicious of? Now that the person has been buried, it counts. Countless!"
Jing Lin turned around in an instant and stepped into the rain. Dongjun pulled the collar, caught up with a few steps, and said, "What are you going to do? You can't dig the grave!"
Jing Lin's hair was soaked, and his eyes were surprisingly bright, forcing Dong Jun to take a few steps back. He said: "He can't understand, I want to see it with my own eyes."