I'm a thousand years older than you

Wen Zihe lifted the round medicinal material to the tip of his nose, sniffed it lightly, and only smelled a burst of bitter fragrance.He couldn't see it in front of him, but he seemed to be able to see the person standing outside the window. He turned his head inadvertently and asked, "Come to visit? Why don't you even bring a gift?"

The people outside the window were silent, and he was not in a hurry to speak. The two "looked at each other" quietly for a while before Duan Yuming said, "What's wrong with your eyes?"

Duan Yuming has never had a peaceful night's sleep since he integrated the Diliuye into Lu Yebai's body.Falling into a dream is the scene of getting along with Wen Zihe, sometimes it is the day when we first met, sometimes it is the back of Wen Zihe walking up to the top of the extreme cold alone, and he will never look back even if he calls in every possible way behind him.That scene was nearly a thousand years ago, and he thought he had forgotten it long ago. He didn't want to be in a dream, and even the conversation that day was as clear as yesterday.

He had to rely on soothing herbs to fall asleep, and he didn't have any good dreams, so he often sat in the room until dawn.After repeating this for several days, he finally decided to come and take a look.

Wen Zihe stroked Bai Sha lightly: "I haven't become like that bastard Duan Ya, and I'll be fine in a few days."

Duan Yuming breathed a sigh of relief, and saw something flying out of the bamboo window. He caught it and took it into his hand. Wen Zihe threw it very lightly, as if it was aimed at sending this thing into his hand .

The thing is round, has brown skin, and exudes a bitter fragrance, like some kind of medicinal material.

"It's called Qudou." Wen Zihe said, "You once wrote it into the prescription, and asked Gan Song to make a medicine for me to take."

Thinking back for a while, the scene of the two of them sitting around the stove cooking medicine and having a conversation is still in front of us. Duan Yuming was gossiping about his relationship with Lu Yebai with a bit of humor.In an instant, they became the point where they needed to stand far away and talk.

"You know." Duan Yuming understood that Wen Zihe wasn't bored, so he threw a medicinal herb to him, and smiled wryly, "This is a medicinal herb that stabilizes the mind. He passed out and his body is still stable. He didn't need it originally." What I said to you at that time was just nonsense, trying to stabilize you for the time being."

After hearing the expected answer, Wen Zihe showed no emotion on his face, and tapped his fingers on the hard table of the low table: "Even if he doesn't drink the medicine, he will wake up."

Ever since he knew that the other party had brought Lu Yebai into the enchantment of illusion, Wen Zihe understood that what Duan Yuming said about "monster energy impacting the soul" was purely empty talk, and that Lu Yebai's coma was just because another wave of mind was born in his heart. Fighting to lose consciousness.It's just that even if he knew this, he never had doubts about Duan Yuming, he just thought that he didn't understand the situation and said something wrong.

What made him suspicious was the monster power on Lu Yebai.It was menacing like that, without warning, not like accumulating, but more like being awakened by external forces.Since ancient times, the one who has been able to extract the demonic power from mortals is Di Liujiang, and only the Duan family has been able to preserve Diliuyou so well.

After dating for thousands of years, it was the first time he saw such a deep scheme from Duan Yuming, and he was the one who was schemed against. The feeling of it was like being stabbed in the back when facing an enemy.

"You shouldn't trust me too much." Duan Yuming put his hand on the window sill, watched the figure of the person in the room, and sighed in his heart.

Although he said so, when he recalled the past time he spent with Wen Zihe, a little hope suddenly appeared in his sinking heart.

He thought that Wen Zihe was willing to believe in him, and maybe there is still room for redemption—now that Diliuye has merged into Lu Yebai's body, Ying Hui's demon power has awakened, and it is a done deal. Since Lu Yebai will be swallowed sooner or later, Wen Zihe will be Why be obsessed with it?

He is a demon, so he should be on Fengqi Mountain's side.

Wen Zihe was noncommittal, propping his chin with one hand, his face expressionless, he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Zihe." Duan Yuming called him softly, but did not continue, hesitating for a while before opening his mouth, "From now on...he will lose his sanity little by little, and sooner or later he will become the enemy of the Yaozu. You... "

He wanted to say that no matter how important you think of him, it won't help.But when he saw Wen Zihe's expression, he swallowed the following words.

Wen Zihe "looked" at him with his eyes covered. He obviously didn't touch his line of sight, but it made people feel that his gaze was compelling, and his voice was cold: "Didn't you make this enemy of the monster clan single-handed?"

Duan Yuming had never seen him speak in such a tone, it seemed to be ironic, and he seemed to be mocking himself, so he was speechless for a while.A sense of uneasiness quickly surged in his heart, and he almost wanted to step forward, but he still stood where he was.

At this moment, he really understood that ever since he integrated the emperor fluid liquid into Lu Yebai's body, there was a small crack between him and Wen Zihe, and now the crack has gradually expanded, and the bottom is facing the abyss. He stood on this side, wanting to pull Wen Zihe over, it was like ascending to the sky, if he wanted to step back again, he had to think about whether he could withstand being smashed to pieces.

He took a deep breath and lowered his voice very low: "You and I have different positions, I hope you don't blame me."

"How dare you." Wen Zihe said coldly, "You shoulder all the monster clan's beings, not to mention the life of a human, even if you want to take my life, you will give it with both hands."

"Bastard!" Duan Yuming let him step on his tail with this sentence, his anger surged up, and he slapped the window lattice hard, almost shaking the fragile bamboo frame down, "In your eyes, am I actually a person who has no feelings? ?”

Wen Zihe's heart is also extremely unhappy, and this is also the reason why Duan Yuming's words just now are eccentric. In his heart, Duan Yuming can take a different stand from him, can do what he thinks is right, and can even tell him clearly that I just don't want to let Lu Yebai lives in this world—but he must not say one thing publicly and another in secret, what is this?It's just like his father who is not a thing!

Anger ignited with his thought, Wen Zihe slammed the teacup onto the low table, stood up and walked to the window, and punched the edge of the window, the bamboo frame fell down in response, Duan Yuming did not dodge or dodge, Let this punch hit him in the face.

Wen Zihe's hand immediately broke a few bloodstains, and a feeling of numbness spread along the bloodstains. He almost gritted his teeth and said, "Then I have no feelings. I was betrayed by a brother and sister, and I can still talk and laugh with you?"

"Siblings in love?" Duan Yuming's gentle and elegant appearance has long since disappeared, and he almost roared, "If you treat me as a brother, why have you never called the old man father! "

In Duan Yuming's memory, this was a topic that could never be mentioned between them.But now that his face has been torn apart, let's mention it. This is the answer he has always wanted to know.

Going forward, whenever he tentatively wanted Wen Zihe to be like a "Duan family member" and called the old man "father", that person would always mention it, or interrupt casually, or say that the title is not important, anyway. Never called it that way.

Duan Yuming thought he was embarrassed before, and didn't force him any more, but since Wen Zihe went to the top of the extreme cold, he never went back to Duan's house, and his attitude towards the old man was also cold and indifferent. He left the Yaozu annual banquet without hesitation, but went to the lake alone to stand and blow the wind.When that person grows up a bit, Duan Yuming will never even think of seeing him at the Yaozu annual banquet.

Even though his thoughts were not subtle, Duan Yuming could sense that Wen Zihe seemed to be avoiding his father.

Like many little boys who worship heroes, Duan Yuming also deeply admires his father.The old man of the Duan family, although he is very old now, but his cloudy eyes once shot the most insightful light into the enemy's situation, and his bent back once supported the sky of all the monsters.

It seems a bit arrogant to say this idea, but Duan Yuming has thought about it more than once, the old man is the most respected person in the world, he can't understand why Wen Zihe doesn't even want to see the old man.

Wen Zihe was surprised for a moment at first, and then seemed to be trembling with anger, his lips opened and closed several times, and finally pressed tightly into a line.

Duan Yuming was immersed in his own emotions, and he didn't see that Wen Zihe's silence was not because he was questioned, but more like——swallowing back the rebuttal that should have been blurted out.

He wanted to ask all the questions he had swallowed in the past, and continued to press him step by step: "The old man treats you as his own, but you went to the top of the extreme cold, saying that you want to keep an eye on the enemy for the rest of your life, but who doesn't understand?" You just want to escape from our house? The silver coffin doesn't need to be guarded at all, you just go there to escape, even if you miss the Wen family..."

"Shut up!" Wen Zihe finally couldn't listen to his speculation, and punched the window edge viciously, "What do you know?"

Duan Yuming seemed to let him down, and seemed to be a little tired after talking so much, the anger just now gradually subsided, he turned his back, leaned against the window and smiled wryly: "I don't know, you also Never said."

Wen Zihe took a deep breath, suppressed the surging anger, walked inside, heard Duan Yuming talking behind him, breathed calmly, and said slowly, as if it had been brewing for a long time: "Zihe, listen to me A word of advice—although what I did was unreasonable, it was the only way to erase Ying Hui from this world. This was everything that was arranged long ago. Even if you can turn the Yaozu upside down, in this case In fact, there is nothing you can do.”

Good one can do nothing.

What a familiar vocabulary and feeling, trying to suppress him like a nightmare.At that moment, Wen Zihe was pulled back to the scene nearly a thousand years ago - the person in the prison said to him, little master, there is nothing you can do...

At that time, he was still young, and his two hands could not even hold a wooden stake for practice. His clansman was plotted against, and he was even kept in the dark for hundreds of years without knowing the situation. When he knew the truth, he was fledgling and had no There is no way to find out; now, he has grown up enough to be resolute, holding heavy strength in his hands, he is no longer that little boy who is at the mercy of others, and the four words of powerlessness are still standing in front of him.

He didn't even turn his head, his lips moved, his voice was very soft but with firm determination: "In my life... I hate being powerless the most."

The author has something to say: After coding this chapter... I suddenly feel that Duan Duan is quite pitiful ==