Qi Kuo

Maybe something is the panic of transit, the time is blue, and the time is always panic.

Some falsehoods are falsehoods after all.

When Xingzhi walked in, he heard Liang Song say to himself: "If you can't hold it, let it go."

He paused and walked towards the inside.

Maybe some of it is what he deserves.

Indulge in the deep and piercing falsehood, and rationalize the madness that wants to destroy.

Heartbroken.

Walking into the room, only a slight bulge on the bed can be seen in the darkness, and only the slight sound of breathing in the air can be heard.

He took a deep breath and let it out slowly, and walked towards the bed after several rounds of reincarnation.

Xingzhi walked into the bed and tried to whisper: "Master?" There was a trill in his tone that he hadn't even noticed.

The person lying on the bed seemed to have lost his sensitive senses, and he opened his eyes faintly until he heard his voice. His originally clear eyes were full of yellow turbidity, full of old and dying breath.

Tian Xin seemed to want to raise his hand to grab his hand, but unexpectedly his hand just touched Xingzhi, and it fell down helplessly.

Xingzhi quickly grabbed the hand that was about to fall off the edge of the bed, held it in his hand, and said, "Master, what do you want to say?"

Tian Xin blinked his eyes, looking at the person in front of him, the unbearable look in his eyes flashed past, so fast that people thought it was false.

He grasped Xingzhi's hand as if desperately trying to survive, gasped rapidly, and said intermittently: "Xingzhi...it's Jiang Buqing...kill him!"

kill him?

After hearing this sentence, Xingzhi let go of Tian Xin's hand suddenly, stood up, and took a step or two back uncontrollably.

Tian Xin watched his reaction, and suddenly coughed heavily, out of control.

Before Xingzhi could react, Liang Song came in from the outside and hurriedly checked Tian Xin's situation.

Tian Xin looked at Xingzhi with his eyes open as if he had exhausted all his strength.

Immediately, his hand slipped from Liang Song's grasp as if it were detached, and never lifted up again.

Xingzhi didn't know what Liang Song's reaction was. He only remembered Tian Xin's eyes looking at him and the chest-shattering "kill him" reverberating in his mind.

Every single word broke his last line of defense.

Be caught off guard.

Collapsing everywhere.

Hearing this, Zhao Jun looked at the surrounding scenery, tilted his head, and asked, "And then? Did you come and go after you left?"

Chen Ke drank water, smiled wryly, and his eyes were full of sadness that others could not understand.He continued speaking calmly.

Xingzhi couldn't stay in this room for a second, he turned around and walked out quickly, the heavy wooden door was closed by him heavily, making a dull sound.

Xingzhi walked out in a daze, in front of his eyes was a darkness where he couldn't see the way ahead.

He remembered that before he came, Jiang Buqing had approached him, saying that if he got the token, then he could fly far away from now on, and let him be free.

He can choose to do whatever he wants, or he can stay on this mountain for the rest of his life, isolated from the world, and be a good junior, a good senior.

Jiang Buqing also promised him that he would not touch this sect, as long as he got it.

As long as he got it.

He walked back to his room with a wry smile, took out a pure black coat, held it in his arms, and stared blankly at the increasingly dark sky, he thought, is it finally here?

He walked back to his room with a wry smile, took out a pure black coat, held it in his arms, and stared blankly at the increasingly dark sky, he thought, is it finally here?

He remembered that someone once said that if you are willing, if you are willing, you will gain if you are willing. What you want is destined to lose something. Maybe you didn't realize it, but he did lose it.

So he chose hesitantly and wanted Tian Xin to take it out by himself, he lost his master.

It's ironic.

Xingzhi put down the clothes in his hands, folded them carefully, and then straightened his clothes. He calmed down and looked ahead calmly, like a pool of stagnant water.

He walked to the mountain gate, looked back at the sect behind the sound, lowered his head, smiled silently, and then walked out without any hesitation, a strand of his hair was blown by the slight wind, and it hadn't been blown yet. Half of it fell quietly.

Liang Song hid in the dark, watched Xingzhi walk out of the mountain gate, and said softly to Chen Ke: "He won't do anything stupid?!"

There was a slight indifference in Chen Ke's eyebrows and eyes, and he said: "If he can't figure out what he can want and what he should let go, or give up, then I'm wrong about him."

Liang Song was still soft-hearted after all: "But..."

Chen Ke interrupted him directly: "But if he doesn't take this step by himself, he will hesitate like this forever, and in the end, he won't be able to grasp anything."

Liang Song wanted to say something, but was stopped by Luo Qize, who shook his head at Liang Song, and said, "Look, he has a sense of proportion."

Xingzhi showed his token and walked up to Jiang Buqing unimpeded all the way.

He bowed politely, keeping a bent posture without moving.

When Jiang Buqing saw the salute he made, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and then he was covered with a lot of love.

He put down the teacup in his hand, walked quickly to Xingzhi, helped him up, and said with a slight smile: "What is Xingzhi doing? You don't need to perform this ceremony."

After getting up, Xing Zhi broke away from Jiang Buqing's hand without a trace, and took a slight step back, not answering his words.

Jiang Buqing didn't care about him, and went straight back to where he was doing, picked up the teacup again, picked up the lid, brushed the tea leaves on the water, and said, "All right, are you here for business?"

Xingzhi still didn't answer his words, but just said calmly to himself: "The master is dead."

Jiang Buqing's hand paused, and then he continued to drink tea slowly: "So?"

Xingzhi thought that Jiang Buqing would at least deny it, but he didn't expect it to be this sentence, so he pursed his lips and said softly and indifferently: "It's nothing... I'm going back"

Jiang Buqing didn't keep him, but waved his hand holding the tea cover to let him go.

After taking three steps back, Xingzhi left without any regrets.

Jiang Buqing looked at his back, and a gleam suddenly appeared in his eyes.

He took a sip of tea, smiled contentedly, and then said in a low voice: "It's okay...haha..."

He suddenly changed from a small chuckle to a loud laugh, and the loud voice made Xingzhi, who hadn't gone far, frown.

Jiang Buqing didn't laugh for a long time, then turned cold, and said without any ups and downs: "Idiot."

Liang Song and the others watched Xingzhi walk in again, and Chen Ke said: "Go back, go back, he may go back to the head of Tian."

Liang Song hurried back again, and Luo Qize asked Chen Ke after he couldn't see him, "What do you think?"

Chen Ke shook his head: "I don't know, I can't tell right now, but it doesn't feel right."

Luo Qize looked into the distance and said, "I always think he won't stay."

Chen Ke frowned: "I hope he won't do this."

After burying Tian Xin's "corpse", Xingzhi walked up to Liang Song, saluted solemnly, and before Liang Song could speak, he said, "Brother, I'm leaving."

Liang Song's heart was shaken, and he reluctantly asked, "All right, have you decided yet?"

Xingzhi looked at the tablet behind Liang Song, and said firmly, "Well, I want to leave."

Liang Song didn't want to force him to stay anymore, so he let him go, saying: "Let's go, you and I will be strangers from now on, so we don't need to call each other."

Xingzhi was only indifferent, as if he had left everything behind, and said: "I know."

Liang Song stood there, watching his back gradually going away, couldn't help kicking over the incense table next to him.

Chen Ke came out from behind, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Our troops have arrived."

Liang Song nodded, unable to discern the emotion in his eyes, he could only hear him softly and skillfully said: "Yes." He seemed to hesitate for a while, and then slowly said: "Leave him alive."

Chen Ke smiled: "I don't kill people, I just force them to leave. Jiang Buqing dare not reveal that he is here, otherwise, he will suffer in the capital."

Liang Song hummed again, and Chen Ke went down after hearing this, leaving him enough space.

On the day when the two sides confronted each other, Xingzhi stood in front of Jiang Buqing, lowered his eyebrows and said, "Prime Minister, don't go."

Jiang Buqing raised his eyebrows, and looked at him indifferently: "Why, I was too kind to you before, and dare to talk to me like this now. Get out of the way!"

He didn't give in, and stood there stubbornly, with the idea of ​​immortality.

Jiang Buqing looked at him, and suddenly asked, "I'm not going? What can you give me?"

Xingzhi's eyes darkened, and he said: "I can't do anything, but I assure you, I can do whatever you want me to do, no matter what."

Jiang Buqing smiled, forced him to look up, and looked him in the eyes: "Who do you think is more attractive to me, yourself or the whole photoshoot group?"

Xingzhi met his gaze without fear, and said, "At least, I won't betray."

Jiang Buqing began to laugh, and gradually laughed louder and louder, just like what he heard when he left that day, mocking, mocking his innocence without concealment.

Xingzhi lowered his head again, knelt down without any scruples, and said, "I swear that I will never appear in front of your eyes, and I will never stop anything you want to do."

Jiang Buqing stopped laughing, looked down at him, and remained silent.

Just when Xingzhi thought he would not agree, he heard Jiang Buqing say in a loving voice: "Yes."

Xingzhi was stunned for a moment, then stood up and hid in the dark, unable to see the figure clearly.

Since then, no one has seen him again for many years.

When Jiang Buqing came out, Liang Song looked at him and said, "Prime Minister Jiang, I didn't expect you to be so free recently. You have stayed at the foot of our mountain for so long, but you have been caught in the cold and haven't seen anyone for so long?"

Jiang Buqing was expressionless, and didn't notice his sarcasm. He said to himself: "This is the eldest disciple Liang Song, he is really a good-looking talent. By the way, I live comfortably here with you. I would like to stay for a few more days, but my wish is not fulfilled, I have some urgent matters in Beijing, so I will not stay longer, so I will leave.”

Liang Song and the others were already ready for the challenge, but they didn't expect him to come out like this, and they were a little stunned for a while.

Jiang Buqing was not in the mood to listen to his nonsense anymore, so he left.

The people who stayed in front of the mountain gate and waited in full force hadn't reacted yet.

It took a long time before someone said: "Eldest brother, no, stop fighting?"

Liang Song's eyebrows were faintly worried: "Stop calling, go back."

A few days later, Tian Xin called Liang Song, first asked about Xingzhi's situation, and didn't say anything after knowing it, but said: "I'll see you later, don't hurt him."

Liang Song responded and continued to lower his head.

Tian Xin took the picture order, and wanted to pass on the headship to Liang Song in front of all the disciples, but Liang Song refused, just saying: "Master's kindness, I am ashamed of it, treat him well." I will enrich myself, and then I will continue.”

Tian Xin didn't force him, took back the token in his hand, and said, "Then wait for you to come back."

A few days later, Liang Song bid farewell with Chen Ke, saying that he wanted to go out and see for himself.

Tian Xin agreed, and sent them to the mountain gate, saying: "The mountain is high and the road is far away, everyone must be careful."

Chen Ke arched his hands: "Thank you for the master, the younger generation will definitely remember it."

Later, Liang Song traveled through mountains and rivers, and occasionally met Chen Ke who was wandering around. They walked many roads together and met many people, but they never met a person named Xingzhi.

One who abandons himself to protect them, junior.

And he would know because Chen Ke heard it from Gu Zhi by chance.

And the moment he heard it, it was like ten thousand worms devouring his heart, and he could never return.

From then on, the two ends of the world may never see each other again.

The author has something to say:

Well, I’m finally going to get back to the topic. Also, about Xingzhi, I should make major changes after I finish writing, but the main body is like this. For now, forgive me for rough polishing of Xingzhi.