After death with the master

Zhou He paused slightly.

He thought that Ning Sui might remember something when he came into contact with Wu Bi.

After all, Wu Biao and his soul were fused together. Zhou He could only separate them when he used the forbidden technique back then. The separation also caused part of Ning Sui's soul to be stripped off, but Wu Biao's soul was also incomplete.

It's just because Wu Biao is stronger than Ning Sui, so Wu Biao's memory is complete, but his mind is not normal.

Although Zhou He is the top mysterious master nowadays, he can't figure out what will happen to Ning Sui after his soul is damaged.

So when he came to find Ning Sui, Zhou He was prepared that Ning Sui would become as moody as Wu Biao.

Anyway, he was happy to pamper her.

It's just a pity that he couldn't see Ning Sui's mood swings.

His Ningning is still the unmelted snow under the ice layer, which is bitingly cold.

What's even more unfortunate is that Ning Sui's memory is incomplete.

Zhou He could tell at a glance.

But he didn't expect Ning Sui to think of so much.

To be honest, he felt that he was really embarrassed at that time, and the only thing that made Zhou He lucky was that Ning Sui closed his eyes and didn't see his embarrassment.

So Zhou He calmed down in this little bit of rejoicing: "Well..."

He bent his eyes and smiled lowly: "That's not necessary, brother is fine."

If it had been changed before, Ning Suiding would have given him a cold look, or raised his right hand expressionlessly as a warning, but it was different after he recovered his memory.

He is neither stupid nor naive, knowing that there is no master-student relationship to this level.

Even if there is, it is a big debt of gratitude.

But Zhou He didn't owe him anything.

On the contrary, if it wasn't for Zhou He, he wouldn't have become a mysterious master, and later appeared in the formation properly.

Ning Sui never thought that anyone other than his blood would care about him.

Not to mention that this person is Zhou He.

When something that he couldn't even imagine happened, Ning Sui didn't see a trace of sweetness and joy.

All he had was incomprehension and fear.

But Ning Sui didn't leave.

He just sat by the bed and looked at Zhou He quietly, without saying a word.

He couldn't figure out why Zhou He would have such thoughts about him.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Zhou He didn't rush him, as if it was just a joke.

He slowly rubbed the paper in his hand, and changed the subject: "Why don't you come and have a look?"

Ning Sui was silent for a moment, but finally got up and put on his black boots and walked towards him.

He sat down next to Zhou He, and squeezed together on the small threshold with him, looking down at the poem above.

Zhou He took out one of the meticulous paintings: "Look at this."

There are lush green mountains and forests painted on it, and there is a vague figure on the mountain path.

Look, he should be dressed like a son of a rich family.

Ning Sui watched for a long time, but found no mystery.

He tilted his head to look at Zhou He, and Zhou He pointed helplessly at the figure in the painting: "It's Yang Ping'an."

Ning Sui didn't speak.

He couldn't understand how Zhou He could see it.

"He wears a long-life lock around his waist." Zhou He said, "I noticed it when he snatched his article from under your feet earlier. After all, it's the first time I saw someone wear a long-life lock on his waist. Strange."

Ning Sui looked down at the small figure again.

Zhou He flipped the paper over and said casually, "I was worried that something wrong with Yang Ping'an would hurt you, so I paid more attention."

Ning Sui gave Zhou He a blank look.

As he expected, he caught sight of Zhou He's very beautiful eyebrows and eyes because of his restrained smile, and when he noticed his gaze, Zhou He didn't back away, just said with a hoarse smile: "Sorry... "

on purpose.

Ning Sui tugged at his own string with his fingers.

He did it on purpose.

He didn't know when he discovered his mind, but Zhou He had been deliberately provoking him since a long time ago.

Order fish, river lanterns, and even tea...

Ning Sui suddenly doubted his guess again.

At this moment, he had the illusion that Zhou He just wanted to make fun of him.

Ning Sui was coldly pouring cold water on himself to wake himself up and not fall into Zhou He's beauty trap, but he didn't want Zhou He to suddenly raise his hand and poke him in the face.

Ning Sui paused, his whole body stiffened for a moment, and he felt Zhou He's warm fingertips pointing to his cheeks and lifting them up, touching the corners of his mouth.

Zhou He smiled: "Smile, don't be a boss, people will think you are my master when you go out, not me."

Ning Sui took a deep breath in his heart, raised his hand and grabbed Zhou He's wrist.

With a little force on his slender, white and thin hands, all the joints and veins popped out.

Ning Sui took Zhou He's hand away, and then let go of his own, but at the moment when the robe was pulled up, Ning Sui couldn't help rubbing his palm to cover it up.

His left hand was not wrapped with a lifting thread, so he didn't have to worry about hurting Zhou He, and it was precisely because of this that all the temperature was passed to him without any reservation.

Zhou He was not angry when he forcibly took his hand away. Instead, he smiled brighter. While showing Ning Sui what was written on the back of the painting, he said, "But it's fine not to smile."

The kid is so cold and ruthless, only he dares to approach.

Ning Sui didn't think much about the deep meaning in his words, and just looked down at the line of poem written on it - "It turned out that once the spring breeze fell into a dream, I brushed my sleeves and covered my face to wipe the morning dew lightly."

It's exactly the same as that little girl's back.

It also confirmed Ning Sui's guess.

The five members of Yang Ping'an met this scholar named Luo Yang by accident when they went out for fun.

Before, he guessed that the relationship between the six people was not very good, but now looking at this painting, the relationship must be very good.

Although he couldn't understand how a scholar who wanted to win the first prize and be promoted to the rank would get together with these dudes.

"Look at this again."

Zhou He took out a letter and handed it to him: "Luo Yang wrote to Yang Ping'an."

Ning Sui took it with his left hand and opened it with one hand to see——

[If you really want to learn, you have to learn from the basic three hundred thousand.Don't be impetuous, and don't feel that you can't do it. How can you give up before you try?I wait for you to meet me in the officialdom one day.As for what you said...there is indeed such a culture in Beijing, but your mother regards you as a treasure, so don't mention it to me again in the future.

I just hope that you and I will be women in the next life... I can only write here straightforwardly. I really hope that one day the letters I send to you will no longer be so rigid, and I don’t need to hide my thoughts.

Peace, we are all the same. 】

Ning Sui frowned.

Zhou He said casually: "Yang Ping'an likes Luo Yang."

This feeling that is not tolerated by the world was just like that was casually dissected by Zhou He.

Ning Sui stared at the clear characters on the rice paper in silence, unable to speak for a while.

Zhou He looked at Ning Sui's unchanged profile, and sighed softly in his heart.

He knew he cared.

Although there is a masculinity in Beijing, it is for fun and fun. How can anyone really want to marry a man?

After Ning Ping succeeded to the throne, he did change a lot of old rules, but it didn't mean that the deep-rooted family inheritance could be eliminated.

If he really had to choose, Ning Jing might not even be able to accept that Ning Sui liked him.

Zhou He didn't care.

But he cared about what Ning Sui cared about.

Ning Sui looks like he doesn't care about anything and doesn't care about anything, but in fact he has bound himself tightly with the world and rules since he was a child.

Like a butterfly surrounded by strings, even flapping its wings is a delusion.

So Zhou He was not in a hurry.

He is willing to slowly, spend energy and time to guide Ning Sui bit by bit, and bring Ning Sui out of one dead knot after another.

Ning Sui still wanted to go back to the capital to spend the rest of his time with his father, so he accompanied him.

If Ning Sui wanted to succeed him as emperor, he would stay with him in the palace.

Zhou He can accompany him to do anything, until he is willing to accept it, and is willing to pierce the already transparent film between them.

They have plenty of time.

Left and right he has already assigned his life to him.

He died, but Ning Sui could still live.

When Ning Sui died, he would disappear with Ning Sui.

Zhou He put away all the papers and envelopes and put them aside: "Let's go."

He stood up and stretched out his hand towards Ning Sui. Ning Sui glanced at him, but didn't hold his hand, but stood up with the threshold: "What about him?"

Even though he guessed that Ning Sui would ask, Zhou He couldn't help showing a meaningful smile.

He was very dissatisfied and disgusted that another person would appear in his family Ningning's life.

Even if he knew that Ning Sui hated him, he would still be upset.

This point of emotion fermented until Zhou He regretted letting Wu Bian go, he should have directly pressed Wu Bing to death in Wu Bing's formation, and then waited for Ning Sui to wake up, he asked Ning Sui to watch, pointing at Wu Bing Said he died so you don't want to talk about him anymore.

Just look at him.

Just thinking about him is enough.

But he can't.

After Zhou He himself had tasted karma, he knew that grievances must be settled.

He didn't want Ningning to bear his pain.

It took him more than 200 years to barely smooth out the sharp thorn in his heart because of karma.

Not to mention that the wound that cannot heal always exists, even a person like Zhou He would regret being silent when he looked at Ning Sui's eyelashes that hadn't moved for a long time in the dead of night.

It is enough for him to suffer alone.

but it does not matter.

Zhou He smiled.

Now that the causal line is completely broken, the next time he sees Wu Bing, he will definitely crush him to ashes.

"I let go." Zhou He said frankly: "I will pay back the kindness for you."

Ning Sui also knew that if he hadn't fused with his soul back then and persuaded those big monsters away with evil spirit, he would not be able to stand here now, and his mother would not be able to give him back after giving birth to him. Named and stayed with him for a while.

But Ning Sui still frowned: "No need."

Zhou He didn't argue with him, but just nodded with a smile: "Well, I think so too. So next time you see him, don't show mercy."

He tilted his head: "Just kill it directly."

Ning Sui: "..."

He glanced at Zhou He with a calm face, but a little doubt arose in his heart.

He always felt that Zhou He knew him, but he never asked Zhou He.

This time too.

Ning Sui only walked forward, the two walked out of the alley side by side, and saw a figure bumping straight towards them.

Before Ning Sui could hide, Zhou He grabbed his hand and brought him into his arms, letting him pass by that person.

"Safety!"

Then Mother Yang's anxious voice sounded, and she saw Mother Yang panting eagerly and running behind the man, she saw Ning Sui and Zhou He, and subconsciously asked them for help: "My lords! Please help me!" Let me see if you are safe!"

Ning Sui didn't move, Zhou He glanced sideways.

I only heard Yang Ping'an murmuring like crazy amid Yang's mother's choked-up cry: "Luo Yang, Luo Yang, Luo Yang..."

It seems that he has learned of Luo Yang's death.

Yang's mother grabbed Yang Ping'an who had knocked down the debris, and cried and scolded him: "What's wrong with you child?! I just said a few words to you and you did it...you really Do you hate me so much?!"

Yang Ping'an lost too much weight and couldn't get out of the struggle, so he kept jumping up and down even more crazily. He finally got out of Yang's mother's hands, and Yang's mother was terrified to suppress him and take him back.

But at this moment, several tangled lifting wires suddenly passed between the two of them, directly tied to the wall, and stopped Yang's mother.

Yang's mother could only watch Yang Ping'an running like crazy into the small dark courtyard at the entrance of the alley.

Mother Yang was taken aback.

Zhou He was also taken aback.

Mother Yang looked along the thread, and saw Ning Sui raised her hand slightly, her scarred right hand was exposed to the sun, it was shocking to see, just as she was about to scold, Zhou He stopped Ning Sui: "Mrs. Yang, give your son some space and time for himself."

Seeing that the benefactor opened his mouth, Yang's mother still didn't have an attack. She was about to ask Zhou He, but Zhou He turned around to look at Ning Sui, and didn't intend to talk to her at all.

Zhou He lowered his eyes to look at Ning Sui, Ning Sui raised his hand without moving, the expression on his face was as indifferent and indifferent as before.

He was really surprised.

He didn't expect Ning Sui to make a move.

Ning Sui never cared about other people's affairs, and never intervened.

This was an exception suddenly, and Zhou He didn't know whether it was good or bad for a while.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Ning Sui asked in a cold voice, "Did I do something wrong?"

Zhou He paused again, and he seemed to understand something immediately, his heart softened beyond belief.

He asked Ning Sui: "If you make a mistake, do you correct it?"

Ning Sui said coldly, "Dream."

Zhou He suddenly laughed.

Although he didn't know why Ning Sui was suddenly willing to get in touch with other things, to experience the smell of fireworks in this world, but his Ning Ning was still very principled, would never doubt himself, and would never be easily shaken .

Zhou He touched his head: "Although it was a bit unexpected that you would attack me first, you did nothing wrong. It's just...let me do it next time."

Because he knows how to eat when he comes, even if these people just met Ning Sui by chance, Zhou He still needs to digest his sick emotions for this.

Ning Sui didn't answer.

He looked at his right hand, which was strangled and bruised all over because of killing the evil spirits. For the first time, he felt that he should care about other things besides eliminating the evil spirits.

He is human.

Not just "mysterious masters".

Because he regained his memory.

He knew what he had done for him.

He could no longer shrink into his shell.

Even if he is still not worth it, then he has to make himself a little bit worthy of Zhou He's contribution.

And he...

He also has his own selfishness.

He also has a little unrealistic fantasy.

While the three were silent, there was a burst of heart-piercing cries in Luo Yang's room.

Mother Yang's heart twitched, and subconsciously bent down and crawled under Ning Sui's lifting line to find Yang Ping'an, but Zhou He had no choice but to make an idea, and an ice wall stood in front of her.

Zhou He said softly: "Ma'am, it's all right. Just wait at ease."

Zhou He always has the magic power to make people feel at ease.

Even the mother who loves her son dearly can calm down a lot under his watch and comfort.

Mother Yang stood there and waited anxiously for a moment, and when she couldn't wait to beg Ning Sui and the others to let her in, she saw Yang Ping'an's figure through the transparent ice wall.

Yang Pingan walked out holding a letter in despair, his bony face was full of ashes and defeat.

Ning Sui only looked at what Zhou He asked him to look at, so he didn't know what Yang Pingan saw to have such an expression.

But Zhou He understood.

So he looked at Yang Ping'an and asked politely, "What is Mr. Yang's plan in the future?"

Yang Pingan looked at them, and he cupped his hands slightly towards Ning Sui and Zhou He: "The two are the mysterious masters my mother mentioned, right? Thank you for saving your life. How did Luo Yang... die?"

When he said those words, Mother Yang froze in a daze.

Ning Sui stood behind Zhou He without any fluctuations.

But he knew it was wrong to be a dandy.

Zhou He was not surprised. He just nodded without hiding it: "It was an accident, and it was also his doom. His body was lying on the bed, but he didn't want the beams to rot, and the broken wood directly plunged into the bed." his heart."

He paused, and finally added: "Someone has already cremated him for you, and the ashes were thrown into the sea according to what Luo Yang wrote."

Ning Sui knew who that "someone" was, so he raised his eyelids.

I heard Yang Ping'an solemnly say: "Alright... I want to participate in next year's Qiu Wei."

He clutched the letter in his hand: "Go to the exam to get fame."

God knows that when Yang's mother heard this, her forehead was beating wildly, she almost subconsciously grabbed Yang Ping'an's hand, and looked at Ning Sui and Zhou He helplessly: "My lord, didn't you say that there is nothing wrong... ?”

Zhou He comforted in a gentle voice: "This is your son's own idea."

"Mother." Yang Ping'an looked at Yang's mother: "In the past, my son was not stingy, and I will definitely behave myself in the future."

Mother Yang looked at Yang Pingan in a daze, feeling that the person in front of her was extremely strange.

Zhou He didn't speak, but Yang Pingan still couldn't help saying: "He, he hopes that I can live a good life, and that I can get married and have children."

He smiled bitterly: "But I can't do it. Mom, I'm sorry."

He knelt down on his knees and kowtowed three times to Yang's mother: "My son likes Luo Yang, and I can't forget him to start a family and start a business. I want to walk the way he wants to go."

Yang's mother suddenly felt a thunderbolt strike from her celestial spirit cover, and her whole body was scorched from the outside to the inside: "You, what are you talking about!?"

She raised her hand to wave it down, but she was still reluctant to hit her child: "He's a man!"

Yang Ping'an knelt on the ground silently, but his straight back blended into the dark and damp alley.

Maybe Ning Sui really didn't know what Yang Pingan looked like before.

But he had seen the dandies in the capital, and he could guess something from the attitude and words of the little girl and Yang's mother.

The current Yang Ping'an and the original Yang Ping'an are probably two people.

However, Ning Sui was not interested in watching.

He put away his lifting line, turned around and walked out of the alley.

Zhou He had already guessed that he would pull away and leave, but when he stepped into the noisy street, he couldn't help but look back at Mother Yang and Yang Ping'an.

Noticing his gaze, Ning Sui looked sideways at him.

Zhou He seemed to smile, and said casually, "I just remembered something."

During the period when Ning Sui was asleep, Zhou He did not return to the Mountain of No Return, but went to the extreme north.

His old friend said that he suddenly became silent and creepy, but he didn't feel it, he thought his life trajectory was the same as before, and he was still homeless.

But thinking about it now, he might have really changed during that time.

When the two returned to the inn, they saw Chen Widow squatting at the door of Ning Sui and Zhou He's room waiting for them.

Zhou He was in a good mood, so he joked: "What are you doing? Waiting for the rabbit?"

"No, no, no," Chen Widow hurriedly stood up, and looked at them treacherously: "Why don't you ask how the two fathers will divide this huge sum of money?"

Rao Zhou He was well-informed, and it was the first time he saw someone who randomly recognized his father for such a small amount of money. He thought it was funny, so he said directly: "Take it."

He didn't have anything to buy, Ning Sui didn't care about money expenses since he was a child, so it would be easy to ask Chen Widow to be responsible for collecting money.

He walked ahead, so he didn't notice that Ning Sui looked up at him when he heard what he said, but he still didn't say anything.

Zhou He pushed open the door, saw that Widow Chen was about to follow in, and said, "I have something to talk to you, Brother Ning, you can play by yourself."

Chen Widow said "ah", afraid that Ning Sui and Zhou He would leave him behind, and didn't dare to meddle in other business, so he scratched his head and asked, "Brother, what do you want to eat?"

He looked at Ning Sui: "Does Brother Ning want to eat bean curd? I have inquired about it. There is a bean curd stall next to it that has a very special bean curd."

Before Ning Sui could speak, Zhou He turned his head to look at him: "Do you want to eat bean curd or steamed crispy cheese?"

Ning Sui, who always felt that he was punning: "..."

He said indifferently: "Neither."

Although he was not selected, Zhou He still nodded in satisfaction, so he said to Chen Widow: "Ask Xiao Er to serve all the hairtail dishes."

Chen Widow's smile froze instantly: "..."

Ning Sui glanced at the two of them expressionlessly, and walked right past them into the room.

He was now doubting again.

Zhou He would also tease others, not just him.

Maybe it was just his illusion.

Ning Sui walked to the window and sat down indifferently.

While looking at the streets with people coming and going, he felt very good, but at the same time he felt a little indescribably lost.

In the final analysis, he was self-indulgent.

Zhou He said on the other end: "Just kidding, I don't need it either."

Widow Chen happily left.

Zhou He closed the door and walked to Ning Sui. Ning Sui actually had no special expression on his face, but Zhou He just knew, "Are you jealous?"

Ning Sui looked up at him coldly, Zhou He laughed: "If you don't like it, I won't tease others in the future."

He rubbed Ning Sui's head: "But you have to say it."

Ning Sui felt that he was the special one again.

It's just that this mood swing made him a little impatient, and it also made him directly raise his hand to pat Zhou He's hand: "No."

His tone was as cold and hard as ever, Zhou He spread his hands regretfully, but he didn't believe him: "You also know this inferiority in my bones, if you don't like it, just say it, I promise to be a dumb person who can't speak together .”

He bent his eyes: "So Ningning, do you want me to change it?"

Ning Sui moved his lips, and finally said coldly under Zhou He's expectation and temptation: "What does it have to do with me?"

Fine.

Zhou He sighed.

The kid is not easy to deceive, so we have to use another method to lure him into the bait.

So Zhou He changed the subject: "I told you earlier that I will talk to you after this matter is over..."

He leaned against the window sill: "Do you have anything to ask me?"

Have.

Ning Sui lowered his eyes.

He has countless doubts and puzzles, as well as countless speculations pressing down in his heart.

But so what?

Ning Sui looked at Zhou He, his eyes were still as dead and flat as ever: "Say what you want. I will believe what you say."

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