One Sword Nine Ya

The tea in the small copper pot was not the precious tea that was worth a tael at home, but an unknown leaf picked in the mountains in the early morning, with a few small white flower buds in it, giving it a clear and sweet fragrance.

"At times like this, it's time to drink. It's a pity that the monks have to quit this, and it's not easy for me to go down the mountain and buy it secretly."

Hearing this, Ye Jiuya thought of the peach blossom wine in the world. Chen Weichen once held a jar of peach blossom braggingly, saying that it was the best craftsmanship of his family's Xiaotao, picking the best peach blossoms, and taking the dew from the tip of the petals.He is so pampered, he may not be able to ask for a drink when he wants to.

The peculiarity of the wine lies in its gradual change. The mouth of the cup has the lightest taste, the sweetest, and a clear and clear fragrance, and then gradually becomes dense and intense, sweet and somewhat bitter. Bitter, only aftertaste is sweet.

The young master Zeng lazily narrowed his eyes and said, this wine is like a human being, the bitterest part is at the bottom, and you won't know until the end of drinking.Seeing that the old cripple liked this wine so much, I knew that there were some unspeakable bitter things hidden in his heart.

"It turns out that it's all dark there. We don't know what day or night we're drifting. We'll be where we are." Chen Weichen filled the tea cup with tea, and the white mist steamed before his eyes and condensed on his eyelashes. Into small and crystal clear drops of water.

"It's only when I think about it slowly that I know that when I was there, I didn't feel anything."

The mountains and forests are silent, the Buddhist hall is peaceful, the Vajra stares glaringly, and the Bodhisattva lowers his eyebrows, all of them are silent and motionless.Only his voice echoed slowly.

"I also know that besides this place, there are some other places, where occasionally my mind is moved, and I can connect with myself, and I can look out. Here, people who are grumpy and like to scratch and bite, and there are quiet people who don't like to move. Those who are quiet here and don’t like to move, want to be there, they will be irritable and scratch and bite.”

"They can all see the outside, and sometimes when they float, they become turbulent, and I know that they are connected with the person outside."

"At that time, I just waited every day, wanting to be like them, to see myself outside, to see what it was like outside. I waited and waited, I don't know how long it took, and I couldn't wait. Wait, still can't wait."

He took a sip of tea, let the sweet aroma linger between his lips and teeth for a while, smiled, and said: "You also know, he took the path of being too forgetful, and his mind is not an ancient well, but a frozen lake. Make a little ripple, without this ripple, there is nothing for me. In the world of demons, other things are all kites pulled by a string, and the string of me is broken."

"I'm still the same, looking forward to being led by a string year after year, looking forward to it, and not looking forward to it anymore, my mind is full of chaos, I sleep and wake up, wake up and sleep again, and I don't know what I am going to do. who is it."

He said quietly like this, and the people on the other side listened quietly, as if he was not talking about some past events that he didn't want to look back on, pouring out some old bitterness that was hard to swallow, but old friends reunited, calmly talking about some irrelevant old things.

"Later..." He paused and looked up at Ye Jiuya.

After listening to the Zen sound for two months in the ancient temple in the deep mountains, those eyes, which are always full of tenderness and sweetness, seem to have gone from spring to summer, and from summer to autumn, gradually becoming quiet and clear into a pool of autumn water.

Ye Jiuya looked at these eyes that he hadn't seen for a long time, and felt some lingering emotions, and the words came to his lips, but he didn't know what to say.

"Later..." Those eyes were slightly bent, and there was a smile, "On August [-]th, I suddenly saw you, it was snowing, you were practicing swords on the top of the mountain, the sword is very good, and you are also very good .”

Chen Weichen was a little lost in thought.

In that pitch-black boundless ocean, struggling to no avail, disappointed and then desperate, ignorant and unconscious for many years, at a certain moment, someone suddenly had a heart move.

——Fireworks exploded in the starless and moonless night sky, the long-blind people opened their eyes, and the drowning people struggling in the deep water finally surfaced.

Then he saw it, saw the white-capped distant mountains, saw the white snow flying all over the sky, and saw the man in the snow.

The broken thread was finally connected, and the chaotic thing suddenly became clear like a divine enlightenment.

That person's shadow penetrated deeply, deeply into him, and he knew that this life was over.

"He has a heart demon, and I have become a heart demon. No matter how far he has walked on the road of forgetting love, I have fallen into the mortal world." Chen Weichen looked at him and sighed: "It's only your fault She was pretty, she hadn't fully grown up at that time, but she was still a little beauty."

What he said actually contained some lingering resentment, he couldn't blame himself or that person directly, so he had to vent his anger on this person's face—in fact, it had nothing to do with the appearance, and he walked alone on the fairy road with a cold heart A person who has lived for so many years, one day he looks around, no one can be his teacher, no one can be his enemy, no one can be his friend, he is very tall, but also very cold.Suddenly, I saw a person who was loved by the creation of heaven and earth, and by accident, I felt a little compassion, and I went to teach him a sword, so as to quickly pull this verdant seedling to the same height as myself.

Whether it is love or appreciation, the undercurrent in the depths of the frozen lake suddenly surged, and the snow that filled the sky was blown into a corner of the heart demon world that does not know the day and night.

Ye Jiuya was silent for a while, then said, "I misunderstood you."

"It's incomprehensible." Chen Weichen continued to serve tea: "He shouldn't have taught you a sword on a whim at that time, missed himself, missed you, and then brought me along. It can be seen that the world is impermanent, and some people can't see it. Yes. I shouldn’t have gone to Canglangya at that time. I just thought that if I hit the fairy fate and entered the fairy way, I would have a chance to watch you from afar. ..."

——I had no choice but to put down my face for the time being and wrap it up.

He coughed, a little embarrassed: "...I have to pour wine under the moon and wait."

The two sides looked at each other, thinking of the moon on the sea beside the Canglang Cliff half a year ago, a kind of atmosphere quietly grew in the silence - it was clear that the two were sitting opposite each other, very well-behaved.

Reminiscing about the past in front of an old person is always easy to make people feel emotional. Even if the old person is not very old, the past events are not so long apart.

And for more than two hundred days, it was a wonderful feeling to go from stranger to familiarity with this person, and even to walk side by side across the north and south of Central Continent, the two worlds of immortals and demons.

"In that case," Ye Jiuya said, "Why do you insist on drawing a clear line with him?"

Chen Weichen blinked his eyes, and was about to speak, but there was the sound of footsteps, and it was Mr. Lanshan who was upright and dignified.

"Brother Ye is here," he said, "it's easier for us to find."

Chen Weichen took a sip from the cup, the smile narrowed again in his eyes, and it was clearly written that you left your official duties and came here secretly.

Turning his eyes again, he saw Mr. Lanshan, and heard the "Brother Ye" who was a little more intimate than "Master Ye Jian", and he also roughly knew that in the past two months, the evil of the heart was at the head of the disaster, and the family contacts between the two swords in the north and the south Not a lot.

Mr. Lan Shan was obviously surprised to see him here.

Chen Weichen called "Mr. Lanshan" as a salute, and didn't say much. Now he is no weaker than when he was two months ago, and he has covered up his inner demons so much that no matter how much he looks at him, he can't see the clues .

Ye Jiuya then told him: "Mr. Lanshan and I came here for a formation that combines sword intent with Buddhism, and maybe it can save people from the intrusion of demons."

"It also makes sense," Chen Weichen looked at him, "Since there is something to do, let's go."

When Ye Jiuya stood up and wanted to leave here, and walked past him, he stretched out his hand to hold him, and looked up at him: "Ye Jun, can you stay at night?"

After waiting for a "okay", he started to make tea happily again, regardless of Mr. Lanshan looking at him with confused eyes.

Mr. Lanshan, indeed, has unquestionable authentic materials, and the swordsmanship that is praised as "has the Buddha's will" also coincides with the saying of the Three Thousand Worlds of Buddhism. Ya Wuqing's sword intent only cultivates the indifference that overlooks all living beings. It doesn't look like Vajra's angry eyes subduing the four demons, and it has nothing to do with the Bodhisattva's low eyebrows and compassion. It has no similarities with the two schools of Buddhism. It's a little tricky.

Chen Weichen was thinking wildly with a Buddhist scripture, and then moved his eyes to the murals on both sides of the two sides, feeding the tiger and feeding the eagle. The tiger eats people, and it is an evil beast in the world. It can be seen that the original heart of the Buddha is to save all sentient beings. There is no difference between a human and a tiger.

The scriptures also say that "the five aggregates are all empty, and you can endure all hardships", "no feelings, thoughts, actions, and consciousness, no eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind", "all dharmas are empty, neither arise nor perish".Compassion to the extreme, lowering the eyebrows to look down at all living beings, the eyes gradually have no objects, no life and death, and what is the difference from the ruthless nature of heaven?

He found it interesting, circled this stroke, and thought about the saying "the great way returns to one", before he knew it, it was nighttime.

His residence at this time is very simple, just a bed and a table with a few scriptures on the table and lighted white candles.

In Ye Jiuya's eyes, he also felt that when a gust of night wind came, he would be erratic like going with the wind.

Only when he looked up at himself, his eyebrows and eyes became vivid, a smile covered his brows, and he became a gentle and affectionate man in the world again in a trance.

"How's the formation?" he asked.

Ye Jiuya replied that there were still some areas where he could not make progress.

He showed him the scriptures in his hand, and said some insightful and mysterious Buddhist teachings, and the atmosphere was harmonious. After two months of separation, the relationship between the two has become much more peaceful.

Later, he talked about the inner demon, and asked why he had to draw a line with that person, but he refused to say anything.

Chen Weichen only held Ye Jiuya's face in his hands, and said: "You are so kind to me suddenly, how much is it for me, how much is it for him... huh?"

He asked, but didn't want Ye Jiuya to answer, and continued: "He is aloof and doesn't care about the world, and I can't get rid of the worldly atmosphere. He has a way in his heart that is not afraid, but I have no ambitions and just want to be happy. What do you say?" , isn’t the boundary clear enough?”

He seemed to be drunk, drunk in the face before him that could not be written in the poems and songs of all the people in the world, and there was a slight blurred indulgence in his voice and eyes.

After all, he became short of breath, with a look of pain in his eyes, and said: "I like you, I hate him, I don't want to be him, but you miss him, but what can I do?"

He closed his eyes resignedly to his fate, lowered his head, at first he just touched Ye Jiuya's forehead, but finally couldn't restrain the crazily spreading thirst in his heart, and touched the light-colored thin lips.

——Slightly cool, soft.

Before this, he had never violated the rules like this—he thought he was in heat, polite, and clean before.

Sharing the same bed is not a big deal, hugging or leaning against each other on weekdays is mostly out of attachment - when we were fighting with Wen Hui, we also hugged and hugged each other less often, when we were young masters, in Huajie Liuxiang He also lay down on the soft and fragrant lap of a beautiful woman when listening to a charming girl telling some interesting stories about the neighborhood, which is exactly the same as Xing Qiu's problem of leaning on something when he has nothing to do.

Only, not now.

From the longing to look at him desperately when I was a demon, to the look that almost lost my soul at the bottom of the Canglang Cliff, to wanting to follow him, to wanting to be closer to him, and finally turned into scorching love bit by bit. Desire, just holding on to it is not enough, insisting on overstepping the rules, insisting on being rude, and drinking the poisonous poison in a big gulp, only then can I relieve the anxiety in my heart that is eager to grab something.

He thought of his short 19 years, when he was in the mortal world, he didn't do anything, he just secretly rejoiced.

The young lady of the east neighbor put on a red dress and married the scholar next door, and the maid got angry with the young servant again. The son in the capital asked someone to send his second sister a green tassel hairpin.

He felt that the world was really good.

Occasionally looking up at the moon in the sky, thinking of the man on the snow mountain, I couldn't sleep.

He doesn't feel lovesickness, he just fell in love all night in those sleepless nights.

Obviously, the opposite of the word immortal is not demon.

Fan ah.

The bright moon in the fairy family is alienated and indifferent, and the fireworks in the mortal world are bright and hot.

Just touching her was not enough, so I pecked lightly a few more times, and stretched out the tip of my tongue to lick the kiss.

Ye Jiuya's body froze, her hand was already on his shoulder, and she wanted to push it away, but after feeling the warm touch, she paused.

He remembered that during a certain late night during these two months, he did not meditate, but fell asleep, and suddenly woke up in the middle of the night, as if there was another person beside him, holding his arm, breathing lightly on his shoulder, Looking back, it was empty.

Suddenly it became cold, as if something was missing, and I couldn't grasp it with my hand... and now it was under my hand.

The warm touch suddenly confused him, as if he had found something that had been lost for a long time but was found again, he was unwilling to push it.

This confusion occupied his mind, making his hand that was about to push away turned into an embrace, he closed his eyes, opened his lips and teeth lightly, and immersed himself in this short tenderness.

After parting, Chen Weichen looked sad and helpless, and asked, "Who am I?"

Ye Jiuya said, Chen Weichen.

Chen Weichen smiled, and said, "Do you want to do the same with him?"

Ye Jiuya shook his head lightly.

Chen Weichen laughed again, a little foolishly, childishly, but said: "Ye Jun, I'm in so much pain."

Ye Jiuya frowned slightly, wondering why he was sad again, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Chen Weichen shook his head: "Do you know how I can tell the difference between sadness and happiness?"

Ye Jiuya naturally didn't know.

"Sad or happy, I don't know what it is like, so I can only imagine it myself," he said, "Later, I couldn't think of it, I just knew that when it hurts, if you don't want it, you are sad, if you want it, you are happy. "

He looked at Ye Jiuya without blinking: "Ye Jun, Ye Jun... I'm so happy."