Once you enter the road in your heart, the road is still the same road, but the scenery beside the road has completely changed. Become something that cannot be ignored even if you know it is an illusion, because it is all the reflection of the deepest part of your heart.
Yu Qiu looked at the person in front of his eyes in shock.
Xu Hong.
It's not the one in the last moment of the previous life, Xu Hong who lay in the gentle town and relentlessly talked about abandoning Qiu and even killing him, nor the one I met in this life, who seems to be stranger than a pure stranger Some Xu Hong.
It was the senior brother who seemed to be always reliable, who seemed to be always gentle to each other, who seemed to be able to support Qiu Yi's entire world, and who seemed to be forever irreplaceable in the past hundreds of years.
Xu Hong stretched out his hand to him, "Junior brother, follow me, don't get lost."
Xu Hong looked at him under the moonlight and smiled, "Junior brother, can't sleep? Then come and stay with me, and I'll tell you a story."
Xu Hong climbed to the top of the mountain overnight, lifted Yu Qiu high up, let him ride on his neck, and watched the sunrise together, "Junior brother, look, this is my favorite scenery, isn't it beautiful? "
How old was Yu Qiu at that time? Oh, physically about the same age as now, about fourteen or fifteen years old. But Yu Qiu, who was fourteen or fifteen years old at the time, didn't have a mind suitable for his age.
Yu Qiu injured his consciousness when he was young, and he was stupid for ten years. Later, Xu Hong led him into the Taoist sect. With practice, he healed the seriously injured consciousness little by little, and gradually recovered the consciousness of a normal person. And even after he was cured, Yu Qiu was still like a five-year-old child who didn't understand anything and needed to learn everything from scratch.
Everything about Yu Qiu back then was taught by Xu Hong.
It was Xu Hongyu who raised him in autumn.
Many years later, Xu Hong would even jokingly tell Yu Qiu: Junior brother, do you know that you urinated on me when you were young.
Yu Qiu was blocked, and he couldn't take another step forward in this mental path.
Those memories that were intentionally ignored were dug out from the deepest part of his heart buried deep in his heart, flooded in, and spread bloody before Yu Qiu's eyes.
Yu Qiu seemed to have returned to the past.
Back to the first moment when I finally woke up after ten years of ignorance, I recalled the first scene that I have remembered in my heart for hundreds of years.
A person, the towering corpse of a monster, and a lot of bright red blood.
Yu Qiu has no way of knowing why he was lost in the depths of Xuanyang Mountain at that time. He only remembers that Xu Hong hugged him covered in blood at that time, completely disregarding his own injuries, and only trembled in a voice that was both lost and found. Repeating the same sentence over and over again, "Junior brother... as long as you are fine... as long as you are fine..."
Xu Hong rescued Yu Qiu more than once.
Xu Hong's favor to Qiu can no longer be counted by life.
Yu Qiu wants to forget all this!
He took a deep breath and forced himself to keep walking. He has not forgotten that he is walking this path of mind at the moment, he is very clear that he is not in the scenes that are deep in his memory that he sees now, but is in the third level of the current Xuanyang Sect's entry trial. He tried his best to bury all the memories that had been dug out again.
But with every step forward, those illusions also took a step forward.
During the years of practicing Xuanyangzong in his previous life, Yu Qiu didn't know many old masters. He was just raised by Xu Hong all the time. He was sent to the classroom by Xu Hong in the morning and brought home by Xu Hong in the evening. Every day was like this, peaceful and serene, but not boring, because Xu Hong was always with him. That was the best time in Yu Qiu's previous life. Even if he was useless at that time, his interest in talisman did not have time to produce any commendable results.
This most beautiful time ended abruptly one day.
The head of the Xuanyang Sect and several other masters of the Nascent Soul stage at that time, led all the masters of the Jindan stage and even the Condensed Yuan stage in the several major sects to go out together to do something. Then they disappeared abruptly, and none of them came back. From this point on, everything is turned upside down.
Yu Qiu was shaken out of the quilt by Xu Hong in the middle of the night, yawned and carried on his back by Xu Hong, and then he was completely awake by the fire that soared into the sky.
There were sirens of enemies attacking everywhere, and the young cultivators of the Qi refining period and the foundation building period who were left behind in the Xuanyang Sect panicked. Xu Hong, who was supposed to stand up and lead them, resolutely abandoned his responsibility, He only cared about fleeing with Yu Qiulian night. Yu Qiu was very shocked at the time, and couldn't accept this fact, until a slap fell on his face, and Xu Hong touched him for the first time.
"But Xuanyang Sect..."
"Don't worry about the Xuanyang sect! I just need you!"
After that night, the Xuanyang Sect was destroyed, and even those who managed to escape in the end were rare.
After becoming the lucky few, Xu Hong and Yu Qiu began to struggle to survive in the cracks of the cultivation world helplessly. Everything has become difficult, and everything has become different, except for Xu Hong's back that seems to still be able to support Yu Qiuyi's entire world.
"Junior brother, follow me well, I won't let you get hurt in the slightest."
But Yu Qiu knew that Xu Hong was under a lot of pressure during that time. In those years, the world of self-cultivation was a chaotic battlefield. In this chaotic world, everyone lived in fear. Xu Hong still had to drag Yu Qiu with him, so he would naturally have a more difficult life than others.
Even during that most difficult time when Yu Qiu was most useless, Xu Hong never thought of abandoning Yu Qiu.
Xu Hong once lost an arm in a siege.
Afterwards, he smiled and said to Qiu, "It's just a mere arm, and there is always a way to connect it. As long as you're fine." That's true. After successfully entering the Golden Core stage, Xu Hong healed the lost arm without much effort.
As long as he is in front of Yu Qiu, Xu Hong seems to be so upright and omnipotent forever.
But before Jindan, Xu Hong also hid in a place where he thought he would not be seen, and cried bitterly on the ground holding the stumped limb. Yu Qiu came across this by accident.
Probably after breaking through that scene, Yu Qiu's attainments in talisman finally germinated and borne fruit. From an unremarkable little talisman cultivator, he gradually became the number one talisman master known to everyone in Xuanyan Continent. Others would not know that when Yu Qiu received all these praises, the happiest thing in his heart was that he was finally able to help his senior brother, and finally able to share some pressure for his senior brother.
Life is still difficult, but the combination of Yu Qiu and Xu Hong has become a master that no one should underestimate.
"Brother, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't be here today."
"Really?" At that time, Xu Hong was cleaning the flying sword that had been with him for many years. Hearing this, he raised his head, squinted his eyes and smiled, "What a coincidence, I got to where I am today because of you."
This is how they have lived together for hundreds of years.
… so why did it end up like that
Yu Qiu couldn't figure out why he already hated Xu Hong so much that he gritted his teeth with hatred, and wished that he would never see each other again. What appeared in his heart at this time was not the scenes that made him hate him so much, but these scenes. Warmth.
It hurts, it hurts too much.
The warmth revealed in these phantasms actually made him feel more pain than Xu Hong's cold words that Yu Qiu had seen from the Shadow Demon's spy mirror back then. It hurts so much.
Yu Qiu breathed hurriedly, and ran desperately through the phantom scenes, but finally found that he hadn't moved a single step, and was still staying in that place, facing the origin.
Xu Hongyuqiu's deepest root in his heart was not the last betrayal, but the scene in front of him.
Yu Qiu's deepest feeling for Xu Hong is not hatred, but attachment.
But it was all because of the last betrayal, the warmth became the most hurtful thorn, and the attachment turned into hatred.
Yu Qiu asked himself: A person has saved you so many times, given you almost everything, and even relied on him to become a person, and finally this person wants to take your life... is it really worth hating like this? ? What he once gave you is far more than what he wants to take away from you in the end. But I still hate it, I have to hate it. It is precisely because of the deep attachment that the hatred hurts so much.
Even the shadow demon who was tortured to death in the true sense by Yuqiu in the end couldn't make him hate him so much.
Yu Qiu grabbed his hair with both hands, trembling, bent his knees, and squatted on the ground.
At the first moment of seeing that betrayal, Yu Qiu once thought that maybe the hundreds of years of getting along with each other were just an illusion, and the real Xu Hong was just such a hypocritical villain. He forced himself to believe this assertion, because only this assertion allowed him to explain all this, made him think that he could cut off those attachments, and make him no longer hurt so much.
But when he found all this in his mind, Yu Qiu had to find that those getting along couldn't be an illusion.
The last Xu Hong was real, but the former Xu Hong was also real.
He finally discovered that in fact, he couldn't hate Xu Hong purely, nor could he forgive him at all, and he couldn't even completely forget him, even though he thought he could do it. How much he wanted to rush to Xu Hong's eyes, grabbed Xu Hong's skirt with all his strength, and asked loudly: Why did this happen!
Yu Qiu couldn't find the answer, so he couldn't see it at all.
He didn't know where Xu Hong's change came from.
Was it when the Chixia fairy appeared in Xu Hong's life and told him that if he abandoned Yu Qiu, his life would be better
Was it when Xu Hong reached the peak of Jindan for more than a hundred years without making any progress, and was finally caught up by Yu Qiu in terms of cultivation
Did it start when Yu Qiu's fame spread farther and farther on the Xuanyan Continent, and finally overshadowed Xu Hong
Or since Yu Qiu used the talisman to help Xu Hong solve an opponent for the first time, waiting for Xu Hong's compliment with full expectation, but only waiting for Xu Hong's thunderous anger to start
But it will never be possible for another person to tell him the real answer.
Yu Qiu has already been reborn once, and will never have the chance to meet the former Xu Hong again. As for Xu Hong in this life, he really has nothing to do with the past.
Yu Qiu didn't know how long he squatted in place.
Then he finally stood up, pressed the red corners of his eyes, and walked forward again. It's not the kind of desperate running, but step by step, step by step.
The dead are like this, there is no regret, why bother to be persistent.
Yu Qiu finally sees clearly the deepest haze buried in his heart, which cannot be untied, and does not need to be untied here. To walk through this mental path, he just needs to stop evading and face up to it bravely.
The scene on the heart road is still changing, and Yu Qiu's heart is still being stabbed by memories, but his footsteps did not stop any longer, but kept walking.
At the end, the clouds open and the moon shines.
There is a small booth at the end of the heart road, Gu Ruxue is sitting in the booth, drinking a cup of warm tea.
"Junior Brother Yu." A person stood at the intersection and smiled at him.
Xu Hong.
But it was no longer the Xu Hong that Yu Qiu missed deeply just now, but another... familiar stranger.