What's the matter with the male supporting role of salted fish when the plot collapsed?

Like the previous few times, Li Qingya was pulled closer to Nie Qingxuan's memory without warning.

This memory happened in a certain hall. The hall was built of dark Cangxuan stone. It was simple and heavy, and it was similar to the style of Tianze City. It must be somewhere in Tianze City.

The woman called Mrs. Ruixin by Nie Qingxuan was dressed in white fox fur, sitting in an armchair covered with several layers of fur, leaning on the armrest, her bones were broken.

She was born so beautiful that she was not eye-catching in the world of beauties.

Nie Qingxuan walked into the main hall, judging by his attire, it should have been many years after the demon clan was wiped out, and now he is a Daoist respected by thousands of people.

Without waiting for Ruixin to greet her, Nie Qingxuan sat down opposite her - with his current status, he doesn't need to be polite to anyone.

Mrs. Ruixin echoed his words just now: "Daoist Heng Jun really knows how to joke. I am a person waiting to die in the extreme north. I have no merit or virtue. I am not worthy of your long-term admiration."

"It's just polite words, just keep it." Would she be happy if he said, 'I thought everyone in Tianze City was dead'?

As soon as he said the second sentence, Nie Qingxuan revealed his true colors.

Mrs. Ruixin was choked and was stunned for a moment before returning to normal.She asked: "What is Daoist Heng Jun doing in this forgotten place?"

Nie Qingxuan got straight to the point: "I want your holy king's spirit stone."

Mrs. Ruixin, who was originally polite, suddenly darkened, and asked angrily: "Does the Daoist know what the holy king's spirit stone is, so you make such a request?"

This is the sacred and inviolable relic of their ancestors in Tianze City.

Nie Qingxuan: "Of course I know. But people who are completely dead are not as important as people who can't be saved."

The Holy Monarch Spirit Stone also has another name, Ice Soul, which is the crystallization of the spirit left by the ancestors of Tianze City after their souls returned to heaven and earth, and it is a magic medicine for repairing the soul.

"That has nothing to do with Tianze City. Don't deceive people too much just because you are a Daoist!" Who cares about the northern border and Tianze City in these years?Even if everyone in the world dies, it has nothing to do with her Tianze City.

But Nie Qingxuan had sufficient reasons to ask Mrs. Ruixin for the Ice Soul: "No, the person I want to save has a lot to do with Tianze City. He is your master's heir."

Mrs. Ruixin has no blood relationship with the old city lord.She used to be Mrs. Yaoxin's maid, and after Mrs. Yaoxin left, she took care of the old city lord for her offspring, and was adopted as a foster daughter by the old city lord.And after the death of the old city owner, he guarded Tianze City alone, hoping that its owner would return one day.

"Don't try to lie to me. Although Tianze City is deserted and declining, it is not completely ignorant of the news from the outside world. Miss and Young Master are dead." Mrs. Ruixin looked desolate, she sat in the shadows, like a piece of leftovers One breath of dead wood.

Protecting the northern border is an agreement made by the ancestors of Tianze City and the people of the northern border.In the fetters of generations, an unbreakable contract has been formed.If you abandon it, you will not end well.It was also because of this oath that Mrs. Yaoxin believed that Pei Qin's "change of heart" was her retribution, so her heart was ashamed and she died of illness in Fengquangu.

Nie Qingxuan said calmly, "If I'm not dead, I don't need to ask for this."

"What do you want to do?"

"Try to compete with the sky."

Mrs. Ruixin understood what he meant, but shook her head, expressing her distrust: "The resurrection from the dead is unheard of, and it is impossible for me to give you the Holy Monarch Lingshi for this reason."

"I'll have to try it out, or you don't want to save him?" No matter what method Nie Qingxuan uses, he has to get the things. If Ruixin doesn't want to help, he doesn't mind strangling Tianze City with his last breath, but that's the next thing to do. Bad policy.

Ruixin was silent for a long time: "I have one condition. If the young master is successfully resurrected, you must return him to Tianze City!"

Nie Qingxuan stopped talking, obviously he was unwilling to agree to this request.

After a while, he replied: "Your Tianze City will become a dry tomb. It's not easy to live another life, don't let him be buried here."

Mrs. Ruixin took a firm stand: "The blood of the lord who does not belong to the northern border has no meaning to Tianze City, and I have no need to save him!"

This is the hope of the North, even if it is just a little bit of light, she will try her best to catch it.

Mrs. Ruixin insisted on this condition and refused to give in. After a long period of bargaining, the two reached an agreement——

After his resurrection, Pei Ting was raised by Mrs. Ruixin, but his surname was Pei, which was recorded under Pei Qin's name, and he was still a teacher and brother with Nie Qingxuan.Moreover, Nie Qingxuan also has the right and obligation to teach him, and Mrs. Ruixin can't stop them from communicating.

In the previous life, he died for the sake of the world, and in this life he has to guard the cold kiln for the northern border. Nie Qingxuan knew that this might not be a good thing for Pei Ting, but he didn't want to live alone, and wanted his senior brother to live, so he did it his own way.

If the resurrected Pei Ting grew up here and didn't know that there was a more beautiful world outside, then that would be fine.Once he found out, would he blame himself for keeping him here?

Immediately, Nie Qingxuan realized that he was worrying unnecessarily.

Of course Pei Ting would not resent him, his senior brother was born with a sword heart.Kenshin is born to love people, but he will never hate people.

Because of this, he felt even more guilty...

Li Qingya, who came out of memory, couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Little Martial Uncle is indeed Sword Master Fuli.

He didn't think Pei Yuyan was different, whether it was Pei Ting or Pei Yuyan, the junior uncle was always the junior uncle.

He just thinks the old stuff is just too wild.

He robbed people from God, and he succeeded.How does it work?Awesome.

However, if he was replaced by Nie Qingxuan, and he could do so much, he might not give it a try.

There is still a short part of this letter entrusting Nie Qingxuan's soul——

[...Yuyan, in the last letter I said that I would give Qingya a gift, I asked you to help me think about it.You said "let him be free and happy" which I think is fine.I thought about it and decided to send him——"Fate".

I want to let him choose his future...]

What does this mean?

Just when Li Qingya was in a daze, a hoarse and old voice sounded: "I have seen the third son."

Li Qingya tilted his head: "Director Zhao?"

Director Zhao bent down and replied: "This old man, come and ask me what else I need."

Ask again?

Just as Li Qingya wanted to sigh, his mind turned and he understood something.

He changed his words and replied: "Everything is fine, I will take the initiative to speak up if necessary."

Boss Zhao wanted to suppress his smile and put on a deep and reliable look, but he couldn't help it after trying a few times, so he gave up.Smiling and sighing: "Young master is here! The city lord is happier than ever."

Seeing that he intended to stay and talk, Li Qingya got up and sat on the other side, giving up the nearest seat: "The manager sit down and talk."

The boss is someone who will be treated with courtesy in front of Pei Yuyan, and Li Qingya's courtesy is naturally acceptable to him.

He supported the table and sat down slowly: "My lord, if you want to know anything about the city lord and Tianze City, you can ask me."

Now that the other party has taken the initiative to speak, why is Li Qingya being polite: "What was the little uncle like when he was a child?"

In the memory clip, Nie Qingxuan used the words "cold kiln" and "dry tomb" when talking about Tianze City, as if this place was about to die.Although the Tianze City that Li Qingya saw was deserted, it was far from dead end, and the subordinates of the junior uncle were also very optimistic about the future.

The boss is not afraid that his question is sensitive, but he is afraid that he will not ask.Asking shows that Li Qingya is interested in Pei Yuyan, and it also shows that their city lord has a role to play.

He stroked his beard and spoke eloquently.

Tianze City when Pei Yuyan was a child was indeed dead, there were only four people in the whole city, he, the old housekeeper, Mrs. Ruixin, and a maid who took care of his wife.

Empty as a deserted city.

At that time, Tianze City was abandoned by the people because it could not fulfill its responsibilities as the Lord of the Northern Territory. No one would come here. It was like a tomb forgotten by the world, lying quietly in the extreme north, waiting to swallow its last breath.

"Madam is in poor health, and she is powerless to take care of the city lord. The city lord can only come to greet her once every ten days, and stay for half an hour each time."

"Other times?"

"Meditate, practice swords, and read books. The city lord was very sensible when he was a child, and he was able to take care of himself very early. He never made people worry."

The boss's tone was heavy, with a guilty expression on his face.Because he has to take care of Tianze City and take care of Mrs. Ruixin, he can give Pei Yuyan very little care.Sensible children don't cry or make trouble, but it doesn't mean they don't need to be loved.

Being considerate of others may be one of the characteristics of born Kenshin, but this does not mean that they must be precocious.

As far as Li Qingya knew, Pei Ting, who was also born with a sword heart, would play around with Nie Qingxuan when he was a child, and it was common for him to protect his junior.One of the two big boys made trouble while the other cooperated, which often caused Pei Qin endless headaches.

The butler continued: "Every two or three months, Zhongyuan will send letters. At this time, the city lord will be very happy. Do you know what the city lord looks like when he is happy?"

Li Qingya instantly made up the picture, but still shook his head humbly: "I would like to hear more about it."

The old manager explained: "When the city lord is happy, his eyebrows and eyes will be subtly bent, and his eyes will become gentle, but it's not easy to see."

Li Qingya was deeply moved.

At first, he couldn't understand Pei Yuyan's subtle and difficult way of expressing emotions. He only saw a cold face and thought he hated him for a while.

Thinking of those things, he couldn't help bending his eyes and smiling, and took the words: "Yes. It will only be obvious when he is very happy. At this time, his tone will become brisk, and he will even make some small movements unconsciously."

"Yes, that's it." The housekeeper nodded cheerfully.My heart was also blooming with joy: It seems that there are some things that he doesn't need to worry about at all.

Li Qingya and the old housekeeper talked around Pei Yuyan all afternoon, feeling a little bit like seeing each other late.

In the evening, the maid came to add spiritual wood to the stove. This is a special wood in the north. It is strong and burnable. It is a must-have product for every household in the north. It will emit a blue flame when it burns.However, the stove used here relies on formations to convert energy, and there is no open flame.

There was fine snow drifting outside the window, walking slowly through the dry woods that had long been frozen into fossils.

Li Qingya sighed: "Speaking of which, spring in the northern region is coming soon. The snow here doesn't seem to be melting at all."

Originally, he wanted to take this opportunity to see the spring in the north.

The little maid responded: "The snow here doesn't melt. The place where the snow melts is outside the mountain in Chunjinyuan. There will be a lot of delphiniums blooming there after the snow melts. It's so beautiful."

"The End of Spring?"

The little maid explained that the End of Spring was originally a plain south of the mountains. It was named so because it was the furthest place that spring could reach, and to the north was the extreme north where spring could not be seen for many years.

Li Qingya suddenly thought that Tianze City was also on the north side of the plain, so it would be impossible to see spring in this way.

So the spring that Pei Yuyan told him was actually the spring on the other side of the mountain?

But that's right, it's all his territory after all.

"Is it far?"

"Of course it's far away. Even if the city lord Yujian goes back and forth, it will take a day."

Finding that the third son was easy to talk, the little maid opened her mouth, revealing a bit of childishness that she should have at this age: "I still remember that one year, the city lord brought back a lot of delphinium grass from Chunjinyuan, and dried it in the shade with his own hands. Cheng Ganhua, we want to intervene, but we won't let it go. We say it's a private matter, so it's inconvenient to bother others."

"I think it's for my sweetheart." Speaking of this, the little maid had new doubts, "It's just that the city lord is so deserted, who can he fall in love with? Young master gets along more with the city lord in the Central Plains, do you know the reason?"

Li Qingya choked on the question.

Who did you give it to?

Of course it was given to him.

He knew that drying those flowers would take a lot of effort, but he didn't expect that Pei Yuyan would do it himself.

Those delphiniums never withered, but grew from the present world to the bottom of Li Qingya's heart.Now, because of the maid's words, the order is opened, and the wild sky blue is swaying in the wind.

……

The little maid Fang who had finished adding wood was pulled away from Tianyuexuan by someone who was dressed similarly to her: "How is it, how is it?"

The little maid covered her face with a sweet expression: "The third son is really nice, good-looking and approachable, and very considerate. Seeing that I was struggling to move the stove, he took over the work, and he was not afraid of getting his clothes dirty."

"What I'm asking is how are you doing?"

"I told you everything. But it made me so nervous. I knew that the city lord's gift was given to the third son, but I still pretended not to know, for fear of revealing my secrets. My acting skills have never been so good. You really should take a good look! "

"Bah! Make you beautiful."

……

When Pei Yuyan came back, Li Qingya nestled by the stove to warm up.

He went over to test the temperature and was relieved when he found it was warm enough.

"Are you bored?"

Li Qingya shook his head obediently: "No. After reading the letter for a while, Manager Zhao came to talk to me for a while in the afternoon. The time passed quickly. The little uncle's house is very good, but it's a bit cold at night."

Just as he was talking, a gust of cold wind blew in through the ventilation gap, he took a deep breath, and pulled the fur more tightly.

I have to admit that he is no longer the strong guy in his 50s, he is older.

Pei Yuyan sat down, took his hand, and divided the aura into streams and slowly passed it.

This method was told to him by a subordinate before the meeting, and he did not know how effective it would be. (What Pei Yuyan didn't know: This subordinate who came up with a "bad idea" was dragged to a small corner by others after the meeting and taught him a lesson.)

Li Qingya did feel that the chill had been swept away from his body, but he held Pei Yuyan's hand and interrupted the transmission of spiritual power.

He explained: "Even if my junior uncle has a high level of cultivation, spiritual power is not used in this way."

"It doesn't matter. It doesn't consume much spiritual power, it just takes some effort to control it."

Pei Yuyan was a thunder spirit root, not a fire spirit root, so it was not as easy as he said to warm up his spiritual power.

"It's such a trouble, little uncle, why don't you lend yourself to me."

"Lend me?" Pei Yuyan was puzzled.

Li Qingya sat over, lifted the fur on his body, covered him in, and explained: "The quilt of two people is easier to warm."

Pei Yuyan was stunned. In his upbringing, there was no rule of lying down before bedtime.

But seeing Li Qingya's shining eyes, he gave up his insistence on etiquette.

The two were covered with a quilt, leaning on each other, chatting under the candlelight.

"Uncle Uncle, I found Master's soul, it's in the letter." Li Qingya took out the letter and handed it to Pei Yuyan.

Sensing the soul in it, Pei Yuyan lowered her eyebrows slightly: "In this way, only the primordial spirit is left."

Such an important matter should have been said from the beginning, but Li Qingya has never thought about how to tell Pei Yuyan what he learned from Nie Qingxuan's memory.

Just when he was about to speak, Pei Yuyan spoke first.He told Li Qingya the information he asked from the boss——

Nie Qingxuan did come to the northern border to look for Mrs. Ruixin back then, but the manager didn't know what they talked about.Later, Mrs. Ruixin gave Nie Qingxuan the holy king's spirit stone passed down from generation to generation in Tianze City. Seventy years later, Mrs. Ruixin went to the Central Plains alone with her sick body, and when she came back, she held Pei Yuyan, who was still in her infancy.

Li Qingya asked cautiously: "What if my junior uncle is Sword Master Fuli?"

Pei Yuyan actually already had the answer in his mind: "There won't be much difference."

He didn't remember anything, and he only felt like a bystander when he looked at it.When a person dies, the cause and effect are turned over; the past is over, and the present is what should be cherished.

Nie Qingxuan probably didn't want Pei Yuyan to live as Pei Ting's ghost, so he never mentioned that past with him.

"So did you like this life?" Any thoughts that might be better without resurrection?

"Of course I like it. There is nothing more gratifying than being able to continue to be senior brothers with senior brother, and to meet Qingya."

"Do you feel tired, little uncle, managing such a big northern territory?"

Pei Yuyan shook his head: "I like to see the prosperity of the northern border and the happiness of the people here."

Li Qingya, like those young disciples of the Taiyi Immortal Sect, did a hundred thousand whys, asking questions endlessly.And Pei Yuyan was also very patient, answering each one seriously, and didn't just muddle through some questions because they were childish.

"The last question, why did my little uncle love me so much when we first met?"

What Li Qingya asked was why Pei Yuyan had such a high affection for him when they first met, while the junior uncle treats the elder brother differently.Because of the old stuff those ostentatious letters?Or was it because of those childish words that he didn't even remember?

why?

This question stumped Pei Yuyan, it was only natural to be kind to the one he loved.

And why does he love Li Qingya?

At first, it was because Li Qingya was the fourth warmth and longing for him besides Mrs. Ruixin, Nie Qingxuan, and Mr. Zhao. He knew that there was a child in Central Plains who would call him "Little Martial Uncle" in a milky voice. , and grew up with him through Nie Qingxuan's letter.

So there is a special concern for Li Qingya.

But after actually seeing him, he found that Li Qingya, who had grown into a young man, was better than what his senior brother said.Clean and bright, full of vitality.Pei Yuyan, who grew up in the north, had no resistance to the vitality in him.

After thinking for a long time, Pei Yuyan got the answer. He looked at Li Qingya, and his clear eyes reflected the appearance of a young man:

"Because you are the spring wind that blows into winter."