After the master's ascension

Wei Zhiyue went out anyway, he didn't want his senior brother to always bear some inexplicable guilt because of him.

He also couldn't tell his brother, those things that he hid in the deepest part of his heart that couldn't be seen.

They are just brothers and sisters, nothing more.

Carrying the sorted tea bags, he walked towards the crowded place.It was an evening celebration, a feast of flowing water, singing and dancing.

Wei Zhiyue slowly looked for those familiar faces.

When he presented tea in the evening, he received their warm invitation to a dinner party, so he knew that they must be here.

For some reason, he was somewhat selfish.

Thinking that his senior brother and his new tea could be given to the same group of people, he felt some secret joy inexplicably in his heart.

Strong love cannot be seen in the light, but it can be released secretly in the dark.

After all, bitterness is also your own, and sweetness is also your own.

He walked through the crowd, and sure enough, he found the neighbors who gave tea in the evening one by one.

There are fewer and fewer tea bags in his hand, he seems to be doing a boring but necessary task, and he just waits for it to be completed so that he can go back to work.

Only the last one was left, and he finally found its owner under the giant tree in the middle.

It was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, different from the shyness in the evening, she was wearing a new silver dress in the crowd, and she was as lively as a cluster of burning flames.

She was writing something on the small table under the tree, then put her hands together, and sincerely worshiped the giant tree.

Wei Zhiyue approached, but saw her eyes light up slightly, hurriedly waved and said, "Master! You're here too!"

Wei Zhiyue handed out the last tea with a smile, and said slowly: "I'm sorry to bother Miss Li, my brother asked me to come and give him another new tea."

Li Yun also laughed, showing two small dimples on his cheeks: "Of course it's no problem!"

She put away the small piece of wood in her hand, took out a copy from the bag at her waist, and exchanged it with Wei Zhi.

"By the way, since the young master is here, let's worship the wishing tree together! You can pray for marriage and career!"

The wishing tree Li Yun mentioned was the huge tree in front of him.The trunk is thick, and several people need to embrace it.But there is no leaf on it, and the dead branches are jagged.

Wei Zhiyue looked at it for a while, and heard the little girl's rambling introduction.

She said that this is a sacred tree that they have enshrined for a hundred years.Shenmu has a spirit, and it will surely bless the people who pray for good luck in everything.

Is everything going well...

Wei Zhiyue was about to refuse, but upon hearing the words, he swallowed all the words of refusal.He lowered his eyes, his eyes softened, and silently picked up the pen on the table.

He also took a small piece of wood, and carefully wrote down the pen and ink stroke by stroke.

It was just a simple four words, but it was the deepest wish in his heart.

Long live without worry.

I only hope that person will not go through the wind and frost, and live a long life without worries.

……

Qingya Jiange, which is thousands of miles away from the western border, has recently made a big move.

After a series of ceremonies of burning incense and praying, they finally invited out the treasure that had been silent for hundreds of years on the platform—the Moon Zhan Sword.

At the same time, the team of sword guard disciples has also been formed. When the news of Lu Wangyu's appearance comes, they will be able to set off immediately with the Zhanyue Sword.

And Jiang An lived up to expectations, relying on his hard work, calm and reliable performance, he became one of the few handyman disciples who could accompany and protect the sword.

He could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Next, as long as they follow Zhan Yuejian, they will definitely find a way to notify Mr. Lu and them before the matter is irreversible!

He completed the assigned tasks ahead of schedule, and couldn't wait to return to No Man's Peak, wanting to tell Wushuang the good news.

But as he walked closer to the thatched cottage, he began to panic inexplicably.

As if something is not quite right.

He frowned slightly.

Pushing open the half-closed door, the house is still as orderly as before departure in the morning.

But Wushuang, who should be there the most, is nowhere to be seen.

Although on weekdays, Wushuang will turn into the original form of a fox cub, go to Yunfeng to eavesdrop on the swordsmanship teaching, and will not return until evening.

But last night he specifically informed Wushuang that today he will publish a list of accompanying disciples, and Wushuang also said that he will obediently wait for the result at home...

Why is there no one now?

Moreover, the door was still ajar.Although there are few people on No Man's Peak, they all have the habit of locking their doors when they go out.

The door looked like it was left behind in a hurry.

How could Wushuang make such a mistake?

The doubts in his heart grew bigger and bigger, and his steps became more and more eager.Wushuang is a little monster. He is not familiar with the place where he lives. Where can he go?

He turned the humble house that could be seen at a glance, inside and out again, and at the same time, he kept silently repeating that self-comforting thought countless times in his heart.

Maybe Wushuang just played a little joke with him, and the next moment he would jump out, grab his arm and act like a baby.

Although it is impossible for Wushuang to play this kind of deliberately worrying hide-and-seek game...

Jiang An closed the door of the chest of drawers expressionlessly. Without hesitation, he turned around and headed down the mountain.

Such a scene appeared again, like history repeating itself again.

It used to be like this. On their way of wandering, when he finally brought the wild fruits he picked back to the broken way temple where he lived, Wushuang disappeared in the same way.

But at that time, he saw the mark that Wu Shuang left hastily when he was taken away.

Following that mark all the way, he found Yongyue Lane in Yandu, met Mr. Lu and the others, and finally rescued Wushuang.

Different from that time, there is no sign in the room this time...

There is nothing abnormal, just like going out of the door in a normal way.

This is the only thing Jiang An can comfort himself.Wushuang is so clever, if he is caught, he will definitely be able to leave a message...

Since there was nothing, maybe he was just hanging out.He is now going to find him home.

He remained silent, holding the last sliver of hope tightly in his hand, and went straight to Yunfeng.

Yunfeng is a martial arts peak developed by Qingya Jiange, where the lecturer practices basic sword moves for junior disciples.

It is said that all the disciples of the handyman can go in and study, but the disciples of the handyman are often like Jiang An, trapped by complicated labor and unable to get out.

Wushuang took over this burden. He sneaked to Yunfeng every day to record all the teaching skills for Jiang An.

Wushuang said that there is a dense forest behind the Martial Arts Arena, and a huge boulder stands on the edge.

He usually hides in the haystack behind the boulder and eavesdrops.

Winding stone steps, lush trees, Jiang An has never had the opportunity to come to Yunfeng, but in Wushuang's description every day, he knows the scenery here like the back of his hand.

He found the boulder and went around behind him.

One corner of the haystack was slightly crushed, which was the trace left by Wushuang every day.

But he's still not here.

The hope tightly held in Jiang An's hand is still fleeting like a wisp of smoke after all.His heart sank to the bottom, and his hands were empty.

He slowly returned to the martial arts arena, looking around, the scenery was unfamiliar.

The sense of emptiness and bewilderment in his heart almost made him unable to breathe, and for a moment, he didn't know where to go.

The disciples beside him were in groups of three or four. Today's lecture has ended, and they are going back to the courtyard together.

Their conversation was faintly carried in the wind.

"Hey... have you seen the people from Yao Pavilion today? They look so amazing! I feel that their ordinary disciples can compete with our Jiange inner disciples."

They were discussing today's Sword Invitation Ceremony, and the few disciples sent by Yao Pavilion seemed to be quite high-ranking.

Qingya Jiange didn't ask too much, only thought that their Zhanyue Sword received attention, and Jiang An, as a handyman disciple, naturally couldn't know the details.

He is not in the mood to listen to such news now, so he lifts his legs and wants to leave.

But in the next second, the words that came from his ear nailed him alive in place.

"It's hard to say in terms of cultivation, but in terms of eliminating demons, Yao Pavilion is the well-deserved number one sect!"

"After all, I just arrived at Qingya, and I found out that there was a monster hiding in our Jiange, and I caught it easily... Qingya Jiange is also a famous sect, and there are monsters hiding here. I don't know how long they have been hiding. It's really embarrassing for others to find out first..."

He continued to share the news he knew for the people around him, saying: "I also heard that it is a young demon, who can't even change form...but fortunately, it didn't wait for it to grow up and cause a catastrophe!"

Like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, Jiang An froze in place.His mind was buzzing, but the rest of the words seemed to be separated by a barrier, and he could no longer hear clearly.

He suppressed his heart that was about to jump out of his chest, tried his best to stabilize his expression, chased after him, and asked: "Brother, did you mean that the people in Yao Pavilion caught a demon?"

Listen carefully, there is still a subtle tremor in his voice.

But the man didn't notice, he just glanced at Jiang An inexplicably.

The young man in front of him didn't look very old, and he was probably just a curious fellow apprentice, so he didn't think much about it.

He patiently explained: "Yes, it happened at noon today. It is said that their secret treasure detected a demon's breath on a barren peak in the southwest... Sure enough, they caught a little demon."

The barren peak in the southwest... Jiang An's heart sank heavily, as if falling into an abyss.

He already has the answer.

Jiang An continued to clenched his teeth and swallowed all the panic. He seemed to inadvertently ask: "Then senior, do you know... where is that monster now?"

The man looked at him suspiciously and asked, "Why are you asking this?"

Before Jiang An could open his mouth, he came back for Jiang An himself.

He frowned, looking quite disapproving, and said: "Although the monster clan is rare, there is no need to join in the excitement... It is said that it is just a young monster, and it can't even transform into a shape. There is no threat. Give it to Yaofeng."

"Actually, an unformed monster is no different from ordinary wild birds and beasts...Of course, there are many disciples who are as curious as you, so Yaofeng said that it will be exhibited in front of the hall in two days. Curious, I can go and have a look..."

Jiang An bid farewell to that disciple, a gust of cool wind passed by, he shivered for no reason, only to realize that his back was already soaked in cold sweat.

It's Yao Pavilion again...they are so lingering!

Jiang An's hands were clenched into fists, so hard that his knuckles turned white.

Wushuang is still alive...

This is the best news.

His eyes were reddish, his nails were firmly on the palm of his hand, and he used the stinging pain to force himself to calm down.

The top priority now is to go to Yaofeng to find out the situation and try to save people!