Everything in Qingjingya is the same, only the wind is bitter.
There were a few cranes outside.
A white cat curled up in the corner of the desk, watching Jiang Yinghe sitting in front of the desk and looking up books. He showed his pointed cat ears, and wagged his tail once and for all, as if he wanted to stretch out his paws.
But Jiang Yinghe turned a page, raised his eyes and glanced at him, his paws didn't dare to move, he could only shrink back again, biting his own fluffy tail aggrievedly.
They don't even lick him.
The white cat hugged its tail and licked its fur. It watched Jiang Yinghe focus on searching for information about Yin-Yang Fruit, and couldn't help but whispered: "Follow the prescription of Yaowanggu, and it will be fine."
Jiang Yinghe didn't look at him, but took up a stack of ancient books from the bottom, and said calmly, "Do you know what happened?"
Changye naturally asked Wu Chengyu, he leaned closer, put his forehead into Master's palm, and said softly, "Touch me."
Jiang Yinghe paused, pushed the little white cat away in his palm, and continued: "Forget it, Junior Brother didn't tell me, so why should I ask more questions?"
He pressed down the books he had read, and continued to read some records about Wuliang Tianque, Demon God Chaos, and the Sword Immortal of Absolute Beginning—he hadn't read them carefully before, and only now has time to sort out these things and read them together go down.
Above the Infinite Sky Tower, there seems to be the pioneer of this big world, a true ancestor of Taoism, except for this vague guess, there is no record at all. The description of the demon god Chaos is very detailed, but after thousands of years of transmission, it will inevitably be distorted. It would be faster to ask the cat in front of you.
As for the Sword Immortal of Absolute Beginning...
Jiang Yinghe raised his hand, his fingertips slowly passed over the record above, and heard aggrieved meowing from the side.
... coquettish ghost.
Jiang Yinghe didn't look at him, but listened to the slight sound of the kitten's paws stepping back and forth on the corner of the desk, and felt the cat's fluffy tail flicking anxiously back and forth. Sweeping dust was more effective than whisking.
After a few breaths, Changye finally couldn't bear it any longer, and approached again on kitten steps, the fluffy tail hooked his fingers pitifully and cautiously and tentatively.
Jiang Yinghe looked up at him.
The little cat immediately retracted its tail, sat upright in the corner of the desk, and meowed expectantly and nervously.
I must have been seduced this time... Why didn't the master touch me
Jiang Yinghe looked at his dark and round pupils, remained silent for a long while, and said, "Go down!"
go. "
Kitten: "...?!"
"You are here and have been hindering me." Jiang Yinghe said, "Li Huanhan lives in Fengxueju, Qin Jun is in Qiuming's hometown, you can go anywhere."
After staying for a long time in the long night, it was the first time in Mao's life that he suffered such a heavy blow. He murmured for a moment, did not dare to speak, but curled his tail even tighter, hugged the tip of the tail with his paws, and lowered his head to lick it.
Not even meowing.
Jiang Yinghe watched him step back in shock, frowned slightly, and reminded: "Be careful, you're about to fall..."
Before the words were finished, the cat with thick and long hair stepped on the ground. It fell off the table.
Jiang Yinghe got up and took a look, and saw that the half-baked cat almost turned over and landed on the ground with a pad of flesh, then turned around aggrievedly, and lay down on the ground.
fine.
Jiang Yinghe continued to turn the pages of the book, and saw the last line of the Sword Immortal of Absolute Beginning:
"... Desolate and desolate, claiming to have a middle life. There are secret rumors that he has been separated from his Taoist companion for many years, or he suspects that his wife is dead, and this life will not continue."
To put it simply, it is said that Sword Immortal Taichu claimed to be married, but some gossip said that he had only been separated from the other party for many years, and some people suspected that his wife had passed away, and there was no reunion in his life.
No wonder everything is in duplicate... Jiang Yinghe pondered for a moment, thinking of the few words of warning left by the senior traveler, the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.
... He has nothing to deduce what to do. Generally speaking, deduction of future developments is all related to himself.
Jiang Yinghe was a fan of the authorities, and his guesses were not right. When he was immersed in his own world, he suddenly heard a few meows.
He raised his head and watched Chang Ye jumping onto the table, his tail was thickly frizzed, even the hair on his back was a little frizzed, he followed Chang Ye's gaze and heard a soft knock on the door Voice.
This habit of knocking on the door in an orderly manner...is Li Huanhan.
Jiang Yinghe was still angry with him and didn't really want to see anyone.
Changye saw that Jiang Yinghe didn't respond, the hair on his tail suddenly became less frizzy, he hugged the tip of the tail and licked the hair, while loosening his paw, he eagerly walked a few steps towards the direction of the master...
He was stopped by Jiang Yinghe with a glance.
... Maomao was not halfway through starting a business, but Zhongdao collapsed.
The little white cat withdrew its paws, showing a sense of grievance all over its body, including its ears. The little ears that were pricked up completely fell down.
The knocking outside stopped.
Jiang Yinghe thought he left...
After all, Li Huanhan can control that demon a little bit now. Since that night... no, in fact, he has always been a little afraid of Huanhan who looks like that.
It wasn't like the man he knew.
In Jiang Yinghe's impression, the big apprentice he has known so far is obviously the most gentle, introverted and trustworthy person, but he has realized time and time again that when Li Huanhan's demons attack, no matter how similar he looks, he still acts The choices are completely different.
He can take what the situation forces him to do.
But I also clearly understand when I really don't want to.
The wind suddenly rose.
Jiang Yinghe thought he was leaving, so he subconsciously swept his consciousness over to check if there was anyone outside the door, and then felt that Li Huanhan was still waiting outside, not leaving a single step.
what is this.
This reminded Jiang Yinghe suddenly of the day when Li Huanhan got up in the morning and bid farewell to him. He was tortured by the lingering poison of the seven-day acacia. On the second day after that happened, Li Huanhan bid farewell and left, and then met again. He was haunted by demons and his temperament changed greatly.
Maybe it can't be said that it is a change in temperament, but rather, it is something that he could hold back originally, which is out of control.
Jiang Yinghe thought that he said... for fear of hurting himself.
He stopped his hand to continue reading, and then within the detection range of his divine sense, he felt Li Huanhan kneel down with his robe lifted.
He paused, looked in the direction of Xuanmen silently, but still didn't say anything.
How similar are these situations.
Jiang Yinghe closed his eyes, sighed deeply, looked at the stunned cat, and said, "Go out and tell him to let him go, I'm not angry, it's just..."
Jiang Yinghe thought for a while and said, "I have some things to do by myself."
Changye didn't expect Li Huanhan to be so cunning. He was in infinite shock when he heard Jiang Yinghe's indifferent and calm voice. He was just about to ask if he could accompany him when he heard the master continue.
"Tell me the way to remove the curse." Jiang Yinghe looked at him and said, "If you lie to me again, I will take you to be sterilized."
Jiang Yinghe's expression was too serious, the little cat suddenly felt a chill somewhere, obediently pressed the cat's paw, rolled up the ink pen in Jiang Yinghe's hand with its tail, and wrote the spell in a correct handwriting.
... It turns out that he can also write with his tail, and even the handwriting is the same.
Jiang Yinghe put away the paper, lowered his head and changed the book, his tone was clearer and more peaceful, as if speaking to anyone else, it was the same as this: "If Jun'er comes over, tell him too, go out and talk."
long
Ye gave a soft "meow", then jumped off the table, wagging her big tail and squeezed out the Xuanmen through the crack of the door.
The wind in Baihe Yuyu is indeed colder than before.
He Ling beside him was still sleeping peacefully.
Li Huanhan was dressed in a black robe, and his eyes were as red as blood. When he looked at him in the long night, he noticed that the inner demon pattern of this demon seemed to have declined, as if the situation had indeed improved.
It was because he had lost his mind, and the inner demon remained the same, it was just that Li Huanhan was on the right path in trying to control it.
His eyes moved down, and he saw a snake with black scales and red eyes protruding from the black sleeves of the other party, exuding an irrepressible demonic energy all over his body.
This should be the blood shadow. According to legend, it is a monster that can locate all the people it has seen for the Blood River Demon Lord.
Chang Ye snorted, feeling that his cat's paws were starting to itch. He knew that Li Huanhan saw that it was him, but he didn't react.
"Master told you to go away." The little cat stretched in front of him unceremoniously, "He still has things to do, so he doesn't have time to talk to you."
Those blood-red eyes glanced at him, but did not communicate with him, but turned to look into the Xuanmen.
He hated things that were out of his control, and yet he always had to make a mistake about it, time and time again.
Just when the little white cat was meowing, Li Huanhan stood up, knocked on the door again, and said in a low voice, "Master."
"It's me who lost control and treats you..." Li Huanhan paused for a while, "I pretend to be precious, but in fact I treat you no better than others. All the reasons are greed. If I practice with all my heart, I will forge For things that hurt people, if you seal the realm, you can take care of you with confidence... "
As soon as he said this, the white kitten beside him opened his eyes wide in surprise, choked, and asked hastily, "What did you do to him? Li Huanhan, are you shameless? Hey..."
Li Huanhan completely ignored the cats jumping up and down, but asked seriously: "Can I go in?"
There was still no sound inside, Li Huanhan spent his emotions and waited patiently, until his anxiety gradually increased, a divine sense swept over—
No one is inside.
Li Huanhan raised his hand and pushed open the Taoist door, and saw the hanging sword platform, bed, bookshelf, table case inside, everything was as before, even the furnishings and even the tea cups and utensils were all old things he was familiar with.
Just empty.
The book on the case was half turned, and the Wangchen sword on the hanging sword platform was put back. The paper was plain white, not even a single word was left.
Even the scene in front of him was like a dream in an instant.
to imitate
It was just an extravagant wish in his heart for the Buddha to return to Qingjingya and return to his master intact. What they have experienced between them cannot be easily explained by the words master and apprentice.
Li Huanhan walked over, stroked the table with his fingertips, slowly closed his eyes, and let out a breath.
The white cat on the side changed instantly, turning back into the appearance of a boy in red, with an expression even more bewildered than Li Huanhan.
"He clearly said that if you become a cat... just forgive me."
"He told me, let me tell you something, Master said he has something to do."
Chang Ye's words stopped, and then very slightly, quietly, there was a choking sob again.
He didn't want to cry in front of his rival.
But I couldn't help it at all.
Chang Ye crumpled the paper on the desk with his hands, but he was afraid that he would be unhappy when he came back, so he choked up while smoothing the paper, feeling extremely wronged with every move.
"Can you please don't leave me..."
He muttered for a while, then raised his hand, wiped the corner of his eyes, and whispered again.
"I'm obedient... Master..."
This is hardly regarded as repaying the person in the same way, let alone cheating, at most it is leaving without saying goodbye.
But he had no obligation to tell himself.
Changye thinks very clearly, he has always been very clear, but it does not prevent him from feeling uncomfortable. His fluffy tail was hanging on the ground, and he felt that Baihe Yuyu's cold jade wall was so icy.
It's so cold here, how could Master be here.
"I know I'm wrong, can you let me accompany you..." He said something in a low voice and crying, and then worked hard for a long time before he regained his face in front of his rival, but he didn't treat him at all. No hostility can arise.
He only has Master in his heart.
If this is the case and he left without saying goodbye, then how sad is the thing he did in Master's heart
——
Penglai side hall.
"Why does the suzerain have to do this?" Zhou Zhengping waved the tail of the dust, "Although the past incidents have troubled Penglai, they have also trained a generation of disciples to grow up. There are advantages and disadvantages, and there is no need to apologize for this."
He watched Qin Jun recover step by step, and felt for the first time that this arrogant evil spirit saw other people in his eyes.
Rather than seeing it in, it would be better to say that he condescended to come here for Junior Brother Jiang, but what he has handled so far is that he did not give Zhou Zhengping and Yan Caiwei any signal that he was condescending.
It has never been very rare for the superior to bow his head.
Yan Caiwei also said: "Besides, you and Jiang
There is no reason for us to intervene in the matter of junior and junior high school students. Although the suzerain is nominally a disciple of Penglai, in fact, he is only a disciple of Junior Brother Jiang alone. "
"Thank you." Qin Jun said, "Since the day we met again, I have regretted it. I will respect him. Please rest assured."
This conversation felt like a conversation between two families. Yan Caiwei was almost entangled by him, so how could she dare to answer, just about to turn the topic back, she heard the senior brother at the side say: "Junior Brother Jiang seems... to have left?"
Yan Caiwei was stunned for a moment, and said: "Why did you just come back and leave again? Doesn't it mean that Junior Brother Xiaoyun is fine, and he just needs to take care of it slowly? He doesn't need to worry about the medicine and panacea. Where did he go? ?”
Just as Zhou Zhengping was about to speak, he saw Qin Jun who was facing him with the same strong gaze. He pondered for a while before saying, "Maybe, let's go out and relax."
Yan Caiwei's words were full of words, and she was suddenly stuck. Thinking about the twists and turns from the outside world and rumors during this period of time, her heart was very complicated, and she sighed: "Junior Brother Jiang's cultivation and character, no matter what It doesn't matter where it is, but letting his three apprentices stay by his side is prone to trouble."
Her words did not avoid Qin Jun.
Zhou Zhengping nodded calmly, then looked at Qin Jun, and said solemnly: "I hope the patriarch will understand, don't wantonly hunt for people, let him be quiet for a while."
He could feel the precision of a half-step golden fairy when he restrained his breath, and naturally he could also feel the sudden thick and cold ghost aura around him when the opponent's mood fluctuated.
After a while.
The strong ghostly aura was gone, and the surroundings were suddenly silent.
"… it is good."
The author has something to say: the door of the crematorium is open to you~
The needle in the bottom of the reader's heart, let me see if your heart is hard, or will it hurt soon
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