Ye Wuji had never seen Xie Hanyi look like this before. His expression was painful and forbearing, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. He released his hand with difficulty and slowly, and punched the ground, causing the bluestone on the ground to crack instantly.
Blood overflowed from the corner of Xie Hanyi's mouth, and he said word by word: "Get out, get out!"
"Master..." Xie Hanyi looked really inappropriate. Ye Wuji wanted to step forward, but was afraid of his hungry wolf-like eyes. That shouldn't be the look in her master's eyes at all. Her master is the most elegant and calm person in the world. His expression remains unchanged even if Mount Tai collapses in front of him. Before today, she had never thought that her master would have such an expression, that look in his eyes. Full of greed, full of hunger/thirst, like a traveler in the desert seeing a mirage.
Xie Hanyi closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes regained a trace of clarity.
"Wuji, there is a medicine bottle next to my bed, please bring it." Xie Hanyi ordered.
"Master, let me call the housekeeper here too."
"No need! Don't let others know at this time, just go!"
Ye Wuji hurried to Xie Han's dressing room and found a small porcelain white bottle on the shelf beside his bed.
Xie Hanyi took the pills in the bottle, crossed his legs for a while, and finally seemed to have regained his composure. Ye Wuji breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Master, did you go wrong in your practice? I will fix the book for Third Senior Brother and ask him to come back and show it to you."
"He was taught by me, how can I still cure myself?" Xie Hanyi had a smile on his face as usual and comforted him, "Don't worry about Wuji, it's just a small problem."
Is it really just a minor problem? Ye Wuji was worried.
"Okay, Wuji, you can go out. You will affect me here." Xie Hanyi issued the eviction order again.
Although Ye Wuji was worried, she had to leave the secret room, but she had no intention of getting any treasured sword at this time. She found Zhu Tan and told him about Xie Hanyi's situation.
"That's not good." Zhu Tan lost his usual playful smile, "Master seems to have gone crazy."
"Then what should we do? How can such a good person go crazy!"
"Since Master doesn't let you tell others, it means that there is someone in this village that he doesn't trust. If you think deeper, Master may have been caused by someone who went crazy this time." Zhu Tan analyzed, "In the world of martial arts, I think There have never been many people who gained fame by defeating the master. If there is such a person who sneaks into the village and uses some method to harm the master... "
Ye Wuji followed his thoughts, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became.
"We have to ask Third Senior Brother to come back quickly! And Senior Brother!" With that said, Ye Wuji picked up his pen and was about to write a letter.
"Wait a minute. It will take at least half a month for your letter to be delivered to them. If something goes wrong on the road or is intercepted, the consequences will be disastrous." Zhu Tan said, "Go find them in person. I will guard outside the secret room, no matter what. Anyone who wants to harm Master must get through me."
"Okay!" Ye Wuji hurriedly made arrangements, led three fast horses, and headed for Bingzhou.
Zhu Tan immediately found Ying Yi, and the two of them went to Xie Han's dressing room together and guarded the entrance to the secret room.
As for Xie Hanyi, the moment Ye Wuji closed the door to the secret room, he felt severe pain in his chest and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"Why let her go?" A voice rang in his mind, "Don't you want her? Don't you want her to go crazy? Why don't you keep her and turn her into your woman?"
"She is my disciple." Xie Hanyi murmured, his voice pale and feeble.
"So what? Tsunade ethics are nothing but foolish rhetoric from superiors. Do you care about this?" The voice continued to confuse him.
Xie Hanyi leaned against the lower left corner of the wall, with one foot straightened and the other raised, weakly pressing the side of his face against the cold stone wall.
"I care," he said.