The door creaked open, and Pei Yunshu, with disheveled hair, stared at the scenery in the courtyard in a trance.
Senior Brother Yun Jing came in from outside and was surprised when he saw him, "Junior Brother Yun Shu, why are you up?"
He hurried over to support Pei Yunshu, but Pei Yunshu raised her hand to avoid his touch. The wide sleeves slipped off her arms, revealing a forearm as white as jade.
"Brother," Pei Yunshu said in a hoarse voice, still weak from his illness, "Has Master returned from the mountain?"
Yun Jing said in a gentle voice, "Junior brother, Master will be back when the sun sets today. You should lie down peacefully. If your condition worsens, Master will be distressed."
Pei Yunshu's lips curled up into a pale smile.
How could the master feel sorry for his beloved disciple when he saw him? I believe that when he saw him, he would say, "Don't come close to him, or you might make him sick."
The breeze blew his long hair against his cheeks, and the flying hair looked golden in the sunlight. Pei Yunshu's face was pale, and the fatigue between his brows was obvious. He refused Yun Jing's approach, propped up his weak body, and walked towards the stone table in the courtyard step by step.
He knew the location of every flower and plant in the yard.
The stone table was right under a leafy tree. Pei Yunshu's hand brushed across the carvings on the stone table. The uneven touch was extremely familiar.
His eyes were dazed.
In his previous life, because he had a quarrel with his junior apprentice brother, his master locked him up in this small courtyard. Although the courtyard was not big, it became his world for the next ten years. When his legs were not broken, he could still go out and look at the flowers and plants in the courtyard. But when he could only lie in bed, even looking at a blade of grass became a luxury for Pei Yunshu.
It's dark and there's no sun, it's in vain to be born as a human being.
And now, he can walk again and touch the stone table again.
Yun Jing couldn't help but take a step forward, took off his coat and put it on Pei Yunshu, "Junior Brother Yunshu, you should go back to your room and rest."
But the person who heard this did not move at all, so Yun Jing simply took action, put his arm around Pei Yunshu's shoulders, and forced him into the room.
When he was about to step into the room, Pei Yunshu came back to his senses. He began to struggle, trying to break free from Yun Jing's hand, but he had just recovered from a serious illness and his strength was very small. Instead, his coat fell off, and his clothes became messy.
Yun Jing's hand was as firm as an iron fist, not letting him escape at all. Finally, he said in a deep voice, "Junior brother, I am sorry for offending you."
He exerted force with both hands, lifted Pei Yunshu up horizontally, stepped over the threshold, and placed Pei Yunshu on the bed.
I couldn't help but feel surprised that my junior brother was so light.
Yun Jingyuan was still on guard against Junior Brother Yun Shu's struggle, but as soon as Pei Yunshu touched the bed, he seemed to have lost all his energy. He was so tired that he couldn't even move a finger and just lay down soundly.
Yun Jing breathed a sigh of relief and finally had time to ask, "Junior brother, what's wrong with you?"
Pei Yunshu lay on the pillow, looking straight at the beam above his head.
Hearing this, he raised the corner of his lips sarcastically. His black hair spread all over the bed, and a lot of it hung down from the head of the bed. His lip color was not good, and this smile made him look a bit weak and fragile.
Yun Jing felt that he was confused. "Weak as a willow and as weak as the wind" was used to describe women. How could he use it to describe his junior brother
He lifted up Junior Brother Yunshu's long hair and put it on the other side of his chest. He raised his hand to test the temperature of Junior Brother's cheek and said worriedly, "Junior Brother, don't go out wearing so little next time."
"Get out." Pei Yunshu said suddenly.
His neck was long and beautiful. He turned his face away, not wanting to look at Yun Jing. His hair fell from the side of his face, and the tense lines of his neck were exposed in Yun Jing's eyes.
Yun Jing hesitated, "Junior brother, are you angry with me?"
Pei Yunshu closed his eyes.
Pei Yunshu originally just wanted Yun Jing to leave, but who would have thought that he would fall asleep in a daze. The scenes in his dream kept changing, and his painful memories kept coming back to him. He broke out in a cold sweat, bit his lips tightly, and seemed to hear someone talking in his ears.
Senior Brother: "Junior Brother Yuncheng, what happened to Junior Brother Yunshu?"
A gentle voice replied, "He must be possessed. Senior Brother, go get me a glass of warm water."
Pei Yunshu shuddered violently.
A pair of hands holding a towel gently wiped the sweat off his face. Someone came closer, smelling of sandalwood, and gently lifted Pei Yunshu's head.
The man pulled open Pei Yunshu's lips, freeing the bitten and broken lips, lifted up the porcelain cup, and fed Pei Yunshu the cup of warm water.
"Do you want to use a sleeping charm?"
"Bring it here."
After these two sentences, Pei Yunshu fell into darkness, the nightmare left, and he fell into a deep sleep.
*
When the master returned to the sect on his sword with his new disciple, his disciples were waiting in the main hall.
After looking around, the three disciples stood with their heads down. Master Ling Qing said, "Why isn't Yun Shu here?"
Yun Jing replied: "Master, Junior Brother is sick and just fell asleep."
Master Ling Qing frowned and said no more, fearing that he would delay the time for his young disciple to become his disciple. He stepped forward and sat on the main seat, "Yun Wang, let's begin."
Several brothers looked at the young man in the hall.
Yun Wang performed the ceremony of becoming a disciple in a very formal manner. He was not tall and looked only about fourteen or fifteen years old. He was delicate and handsome, and his face still had the baby fat from his childhood. However, his eyes were lifeless, as if his soul had left his body.
He was wearing farmer's clothes, with mud still on the corners and patches all over his body. Several brothers felt a little pity for him.
Master Ling Qing asked Yun Wang to step forward and drew a few strokes on his forehead with his fingertips. A golden light flashed, and the symbol of the sect was printed on his forehead, then disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Yun Wang followed Master Ling Qing's movements. This movement seemed to awaken a part of his mind. His eyes lit up and the puppet-like man instantly came to life.
Master Ling Qing nodded with satisfaction and looked at the three disciples standing on one side, "Come and meet your junior brother."
"Yun Wang and I have a master-disciple relationship, and he is also my last disciple. He is still young, so you should take good care of him."
Yun Jing and the other two said yes.
"Junior brother, I am your senior brother Yun Jing," Yun Jing pointed at Yun Cheng next to him, "This is your second senior brother Yun Cheng, and the one at the far end is your third senior brother Yun Man."
Yun Wang called out to them one by one: "Hello, Senior Brother, Hello, Second Senior Brother, Hello, Third Senior Brother."
These disciples on Wuzhi Peak are all celestial beings with their own characteristics. Yun Wang looked at them and felt as if he had stepped into the fairyland, which was extremely unreal.
Second Senior Brother Yun Cheng smiled at him warmly and took out a green flute from his sleeve. "Junior Brother, you came here suddenly today, and I didn't prepare anything good. So I'll give you a green flute. You can play it when you have nothing to do, and it can also be used to block some attacks when you have something to do."
Yun Wang took the flute and said, "Thank you, Second Brother."
"Besides the three of us," Yun Cheng continued, "you also have a fourth senior brother."
Fourth senior brother
Yun Wang looked at his master in confusion, wondering if it was the senior brother Yun Shu that his master had just mentioned
Ling Qing Zhenren then remembered that Yun Shu was still ill. He asked in a deep voice, "What is the illness? Can Yun Cheng not cure it?"
"It's cured, Master."
A cold voice was heard from afar, and Pei Yunshu, dressed in white, flew outside the hall on his sword.
Yun Wang involuntarily walked towards the palace door, and saw Pei Yunshu gracefully draw his sword.
His face was still pale, but his lips were red as blood. His hair was neatly tied, but a few strands of hair fell on his cheeks during the flight. It must be the torture of his illness that made the corners of his eyes red.
He was said to be cured, but he looked like a patient.
The white clothes slipped across the ground. Pei Yunshu glanced at Yun Wang in front of the door, stepped past him and walked into the hall.
The fragrance floated away, Yun Wang raised his hand inexplicably, and a few strands of black hair passed through his hand.
"Master," Pei Yunshu raised his eyes and looked at Ling Qing Zhenren. His mind was shaken violently, but he suppressed it forcefully. "Disciple is fine."
When they got closer, the master and his disciples realized why his lips were so red, it was because he had bitten them and drawn blood.
Ling Qing Zhenren frowned, but finally sighed, "What kind of disease can torture you like this?"
The fellow disciples looked at each other helplessly, waiting for Junior Brother Yunshu and the Master to have a good time complaining.
Among all the disciples in the sect, Junior Brother Yunshu is closest to the master. No matter if he is bullied or encounters a happy event, Junior Brother Yunshu will run to the master and tell him about it. Although the master is impatient, he indulges him every time.
They were prepared for Pei Yunshu's long speech, but Pei Yunshu opened his thin lips and said only two words, "No problem."
Although Master Ling Qing felt it was strange, he did not care much. He nodded and called Yun Wang over, "This is your fourth senior brother Yun Shu."
Yun Wang bowed to Pei Yunshu, his eyes sparkling, as if he was very happy, "Fourth Senior Brother."
Pei Yunshu lowered his eyes and looked at him.
It was like this in my previous life.
He looked like he liked him very much, but in his heart he hated him.
Pei Yunshu himself didn't know when he had offended Yun Wang. During the apprenticeship ceremony in his previous life, he saw that his master treated his junior fellow apprentice differently. Although he felt uncomfortable, he also felt pity for the hardships Yun Wang had endured in the mortal world.
But Yunwang didn't think so.
If Pei Yunshu gets close to the master, Yun Wang will make sure that the master can only see him; if Pei Yunshu gets close to his senior brothers, Yun Wang will make sure that all his senior brothers hate Pei Yunshu.
Whoever he likes, Yun Wang will take away.
This time, Pei Yunshu was tired. He didn't want to argue with his junior brother anymore. He just wanted to walk out of his room and his yard to see the beautiful scenery in the world and to explore the cliffs and dangerous seas that were difficult to cross.
Pei Yunshu took out a jade pendant from his belt and handed it to Yun Wang, "Junior brother, Senior Brother Four doesn't have any good things, so I'll give you this jade pendant given by Master. I hope you won't despise it."
This jade pendant is Pei Yunshu's favorite. It is difficult for others to touch it, let alone give it to others.
Because this was the gift given to Pei Yunshu by his master when he accepted him as his disciple. Even later, when his master locked him up in a small courtyard, he still treasured it very much.
But the junior disciple somehow found out. That day, he broke into his courtyard with a gloomy face, snatched the jade pendant with a distorted expression, and scolded him, "Master hates you so much. How could he let you keep his jade pendant!"
From then on, even his last precious thing was taken away by Yun Wang.
After giving away this jade pendant, he should also say goodbye to the past completely.
Yun Wang took the jade pendant from his hand. It felt warm in his hand, and his mind seemed to be clearer instantly. His joy was beyond words. "Fourth Senior Brother, are you really giving it to me?"
The eldest senior brother couldn't help but shout, "Junior Brother Yunshu!"
Who among these senior brothers doesn't know how much Junior Brother Yunshu values this jade pendant? How could they give such a big gift and use their own apprenticeship gift to give to Junior Brother
Yun Cheng also smiled and said, "Junior brother, you don't have to do this. If you don't have anything to give to me, I still have a few things here."
The third senior brother, who was always romantic, was also surprised and said, "I have this too."
Yun Wang showed reluctance on his face and looked at Pei Yunshu cautiously. Her face was as rosy as a peach, delicate and lovely, which made people feel infinite pity for her.
"No need," Pei Yunshu said, "Just give it to Junior Brother."
Master Ling Qing looked at Pei Yunshu for a long time. He wanted to ask him to change the item. He knew that the fourth disciple liked the jade pendant, but when he saw the joy on Yun Wang's face, he changed his mind and said, "Then take it."
At worst, he, as Yun Shu's master, could secretly give her a jade pendant.