Qin trace and sword shadow [online game]

(One)

Ling Guang stepped into the range of Zhenyan Villa, and every step was like walking on thin ice.

Xie Wangchi, the former owner of the villa, has set up all kinds of treacherous traps here to prevent outsiders from invading.Today, knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, he prefers to go to the mountains of tigers. For some important purpose, he has to go through mountains of swords and seas of fire.

At the foot of the mountain, he politely explained his name and purpose of coming, saying that he was seeking medical treatment wholeheartedly and had no malice.Then, safely through the narrow entrance surrounded by steep mountain walls.

The Moonrise Sword on his waist was quiet, as if he didn't sense the crisis around him.Ling Guang didn't dare to relax for a moment, every inch of his body was tense.

He came to seek medical treatment for his master Ye Xuanqiong.

After the owner of Zhenyan Villa, Xie Wangchi, passed away, the owner here became Yimeng Xiaoyao.

Lei Ze told him the news.Lei Ze knew that he had been worrying about Ye Xuanqiong's matter, after several twists and turns, he finally bought the trace of Yimeng Xiaoyao from an information dealer.

Yimeng Xiaoyao has been missing in the rivers and lakes for ten years. Only this genius doctor can bring Ye Xuanqiong, who was almost a disabled person, back to life.When Ling Guang got the news, he rushed to Zhenyan Villa overnight without stopping, looking for the last hope.

He walked along the mountain road and passed a place called Yiyanfang. He didn't see anyone, and he didn't trigger any mechanism.

The whole villa was silent, only the occasional chirping of birds and the rustling of leaves blown by the wind. The weeds growing wildly in Yiyanfang's courtyard showed a dilapidated state.

Could it be that the miracle doctor is no longer in Zhenyan Villa?

Ling Guang's heart skipped a beat.

Xiaoyao Miracle Doctor has been missing for ten years, and Zhongyuan finally got news again.How can he be reconciled if he is caught in vain?

He hurried past the empty Erchongyuan and Sanhe Palace, and headed straight up the mountain.

Suddenly... I heard a gloomy and long piano sound.

There was a sudden pause in the footsteps.

After the end of the sound dissipated, the sound of the piano sounded again soon, intermittently, sometimes slow and sometimes urgent.

After running for a while, he finally saw the person playing the piano in front of a small building.

Even though he appeared here suddenly, the sound of the other party's piano still didn't stop because of him.

The player who played the piano was a man dressed in black. His long, jet-black hair hung down to cover half of his face, making it difficult to see his face clearly.Elegant posture and calm temperament, a white plum is placed beside the piano, and the breeze blows, spreading a faint and cold fragrance.

Ling Guang didn't dare to interrupt rashly, so he had to stand quietly downstairs until the song was finished.

The music stopped.

"Senior, is the genius doctor Xiaoyao?" Ling Guang saluted him.

"Come up." The other party said two words coldly.

Ling Guang was taken aback for a moment, and he went up to the second floor with one step on the moon, and landed lightly like a bird.

"What's the matter here?" The other party raised his head and asked him.

Only now did Ling Guang see the man's face clearly, and was secretly taken aback.

The other party's complexion was pale, as if he hadn't seen the sun all year round, but his appearance was extremely handsome, and his facial features were as deep as a knife carving, especially those calm and deep eyes, which seemed to be able to suck people into the black vortex.

No, it is impossible for Dr. Xiaoyao to be so young...

The man in front of him should be about the same age as him.

Ling Guang once again reported his family name and explained his purpose of coming.His master, the once famous swordsman Ye Xuanqiong, was defeated in a duel with the master Long Yin and fell off the cliff. His tendons were broken and his martial arts were completely useless. It was not easy to save his life.As an apprentice, Ling Guang could not just watch his master walk towards the end of his life in depression and depression.

He wanted to get back the radiant Ye Xuanqiong back then.

After hearing this, the man said in a tone that didn't fluctuate much: "My teacher is no longer in the Central Plains, and went to the Western Regions with Master Zhuliu, and I don't know when I will return."

With the last glimmer of hope in his heart, Ling Guang asked, "Are you a disciple of a genius doctor...?"

"I am his only disciple, Shuang Xueming."

"Dare to ask my master, is there still a way to save him?"

"There is only one way." The man replied, "Use the petals of the Immortal Yin as medicine to make the Revolving Pill, which can rebuild his meridians."

"What is Shenxianyin?"

"Langhuan Bingyu Island in the East China Sea, there is a grass named Shenxianyin. It grows between cliffs and cliffs, and its flowers bloom every 20 years."

"Langhuan... 20 years..." Ling Guang frowned and muttered.He will not be afraid of everything, but facing such harsh conditions, he feels deep despair.

Not to mention that he doesn't know where the legendary immortal's residence is, the grass that only blooms once in 20 years, how can he bring it back?How many years can Ye Xuanqiong wait?

At this time, the man's words brought him a glimmer of light.

"Do the math, the flowering period of Shenxianyin is just around the corner. I have ordered the drug boy to go to Bingyu Island to look for it. If there is no accident, it will return in three months."

Ling Guang immediately said earnestly: "If you can cure my master, I am willing to pay a generous reward, or - promise you to do anything I can do."

The man was silent for a while, and asked, "Do you know how to wash, clean, and cook?"

Ling Guang was stunned: "I will..."

The man nodded: "You stay here for three months."

Ling Guang was stunned again: "Huh?"

"The medicine boy is not here, and no one takes care of my daily life." The man said slowly, "You can replace him."

"..."

(two)

Ling Guang had also heard rumors before that there was a disciple of Xiaoyao Miracle Doctor, who was called "Shuang Wuxin" in the world. He was indifferent, eccentric, and didn't like to interact with people. Extraordinary price.

Could the so-called price be to be his servant in March?This request is not too much, it is nothing compared to helping Ye Xuanqiong.It's just that for a young and promising swordsman who is quite well-known in the world, bowing his knees to a person of his age is somewhat insulting to his self-esteem.

Ling Guang was puzzled.

Miraculous doctors are probably some strange characters, right?

He looked up at Shuang Xueming.Against the backdrop of all black, his face was as pale as snow.It wasn't a weak, sick and lifeless paleness, but a kind of coldness and desolation, enough to take away one's breath.

... This man is really good-looking.

Just as Ling Guang sneaked a glance, the man twisted the huge wooden bead string on his wrist, and gave the first instruction indifferently——

"Go and cook."

Lingguang's adaptability is inherently strong.

He also admires how quickly he gets into character.

In just a few days, he got used to cooking with simple ingredients every day, cleaned the upstairs and downstairs, took care of the dying flowers and plants in the yard and a sick white crane.

It was hard for him to imagine how this man who didn't eat the fireworks of the world lived in the days when the drug boy had just left.

There is a large medicine field to the north of the residence, Shuang Xueming seems to put all his energy there, he goes at sunrise and returns at sunset, every day.

There are so many wonderful things in life, and there is such a vast world outside, but the young doctor locked himself in this place early on, and entered a state of isolation from the world.

Now he was with him, living a monotonous life together for three months.

Ling Guang boiled the bath water for the other party and sent it to the room.He thoughtfully tried the water temperature, and laughed at himself that he was becoming more and more like a servant.

Unexpectedly, before he had time to exit the room, Shuang Xueming loosely unbuttoned his clothes in front of him.

Ling Guang was stunned, forgot to move his feet.

The black clothes quickly coiled up on the ground, revealing his naked and solid body.Shuang Xueming signaled him to pick up the clothes with his eyes, and stepped into the tub by himself.

The light and shadow in the room flickered, and the fog was dense.

In the hazy vision, the cold and hard lines of the side face seemed to be a little softer, with a bit of blurred ambiguity.

Shuang Xueming didn't mind other people watching at all, and didn't have any intention of driving him away.

"I haven't asked, what should I call you?"

Ling Guang felt that he was about to be fainted by the warm water vapor, so he asked a question without thinking.

The other party closed his eyes: "Whatever you want."

"...Brother Shuang?"

Ling Guang knew that he was taking the liberty, and even tried to call Shuang Xueming a brother.But he always felt that these two words had a strange sense of familiarity, and as soon as he said them, a cordial nostalgia flooded his heart.

"Hmm." The man responded softly.

In the early morning of the next day, Ling Guang got up early as usual to practice sword in the courtyard.

The tip of the sword picked up the fallen leaves on the ground, like a strong wind sweeping the surrounding dust.The sword energy of the moon rises fiercely, flipping, shuttling, and stabbing at high speed among the fine leaves all over the sky like a silver snake.

After performing a set of Xingyun swordsmanship, she turned around and met the pair of quiet black eyes in the corridor.

"It bothered you?"

"No." The man said, "I get up early."

Ling Guang knew that Shuang Xueming had been watching here for a long time.Eyes focused and straightforward.

He suddenly felt a little embarrassed, as if he was still the fledgling young swordsman back then, playing tricks in front of respected martial arts seniors.

In the ordinary days of living together, apart from practicing swords in the morning and evening, doing some waiter work, and occasionally going out to hunt for game to find some ingredients, Ling Guang's greatest pleasure is listening to men play the piano.

He liked the sound of the piano played by those wonderful hands.

It's not that he has never seen the musician's superb piano skills, but in this quiet mountain villa, the desolate and distant voice captured his heart even more.

The man was sitting upstairs playing the piano, and he was sitting downstairs, fiddling with the foxtail in his hand.

As I fiddled, my eye sockets became wet.

People who can play this kind of music are definitely not ruthless and indifferent people.

The first month passed quickly, and the verbal communication between them gradually increased. The man would teach him to identify various medicinal materials in his spare time, and let him make some simple prescriptions.

Ling Guang grew up very quickly, and it didn't take long for him to look decent.

Ling Guang occasionally feels that the other person looks at him very gently, as if he is deeply in love, but when he is ordered to do this or that, he feels that everything is just an illusion.

Really... just an illusion?

(three)

The peace of Zhenyan Villa was broken on a certain day in the following month.

That day Shuang Xueming went out to look for a kind of grass in the nearby mountains.When he came back, the cuffs were torn, and the blood stains were not obvious on the black robe, but the smell of blood could not be concealed.

"Are you injured?" Ling Guang asked in surprise, "Who did it?"

Shuang Xueming's skill is not weak, if he can hurt him, the other party must not be an easy person.

"fine."

The man shook his head and tore open his left sleeve.

Ling Guang immediately called for water to help clean up and apply medicine.

There was a long mark on the fair skin. Fortunately, the wound was not too deep and did not hurt the bones.Ling Guang gently wiped the blood around him, feeling a little pain in his heart.

After bandaging the wound on his arm, he went to cook the meal restlessly, and in the end, the rice was rarely burnt.

Full of apology, he served the rice with an unusual color, but Shuang Xueming didn't care at all, as if he couldn't eat the taste, he put it in his mouth as usual.

Ling Guang took a sip—it was really bad.

"I'll do it again." He hurriedly got up.

"No need." Shuang Xueming stopped him.

"Who hurt you?"

After taking his seat again, he finally asked: "Will that person come again?"

He knew that Shuang Xueming might not like him talking too much, but he couldn't bear it.He wanted to understand what was going on, and tried his best to protect the other party.

"It's not 'he', it's 'they'." Shuang Xueming said, "They are afraid of the villa's mechanism and dare not rush in. They can only linger around nearby, looking for a breakthrough."

"Can Mr. Xie's mechanism still work?"

"can."

"Then..." Ling Guang wanted to ask why he was not attacked the day he came in, but this question is not the current focus.

"They want you? Seeking revenge?"

"No grudge." Shuang Xueming put down the bowl and chopsticks, "Because they can only find a way to save their lives from me."

"Immortal guide?"

"Exactly."

Langhuan in the East China Sea, a fantasy land that only exists in misty legends, countless people have searched for it for many years but found nothing.

"It's a man of a hundred ghosts. Their leader is seriously ill and dying, and they hope to use my master's medical skills to bring him back to life."

Hundred Ghosts is a surreptitious cult in the Jianghu. It does many evils and cruel methods, and is despised by decent people.

"So that's how it is." It must be that Baigui also got the news that Xiaoyao Miracle Doctor returned to Zhenyan Villa, and came to try his luck like him.

When this matter was mentioned, the atmosphere in the room became a lot heavier.Ling Guang didn't speak for a long time, looking at the wine glass on the table in thought.

"Don't worry. Since I promised you to save Ye Xuanqiong, I won't break my promise and lead the gods to other people." Speaking of this, Shuang Xueming raised the corners of her lips, "After three months, When the medicine boy returns, I will give you both the Shenxianyin and the prescription, and you take it and leave the secret path as soon as possible. The Shenxianyin only blooms once in 20 years, and as long as you use it up, you have to wait another 20 years."

"No, I..."

Ling Guang frowned, and silently shouted in his heart: No, I'm not worried that you won't save my master, I'm just worried about your safety...

"Why don't you leave with me?"

"I'm going to wait for the herbs here to mature, and use the rhizome of nettleworm to cure my white crane." Shuang Xueming said, "Zhenyan Villa is very safe, and the remaining food can last until next month. You and I are not the same way, the acquaintance is only a short time fate. Once March arrives, we will go our separate ways from now on.”

Ling Guang's eyes quickly dimmed: "How long has your master been away?"

"Two years."

"Did you always come here like this in the past two years?"

"How?" Shuang Xueming showed some puzzled eyes.

"Don't you feel lonely...?"

"I am an orphan. I was adopted by my master since I was a child. I have seen too many entanglements and fights when I was walking in the rivers and lakes. In the past two years, I have returned to the countryside, surrounded by mountains and rivers, with only the medicine boy and a crane by my side. Instead, I feel peaceful. I am not very happy. I understand what you mean by loneliness."

"It's just..." Ling Guang pondered how to explain, "I want someone who has special meaning to you to live with you... Such an idea."

Shuang Xueming looked at him, his eyes became deeper with these words, in the quiet gaze, there seemed to be emotions surging in that deep pool, which made him inexplicably heartbroken.

"There is a person, I want him to stay with me forever."

"Who……?"

Shuang Xueming did not answer for a long time.

"Who is it?" Ling Guang leaned forward and asked again, "Did that person not promise you?"

Shuang Xueming still didn't answer.

After a while, she leaned over and kissed him gently.

Ling Guang walked back to his room.

It's like being drunk, feeling light all over your body, your mind is full of disorganized thoughts, and there are some joys that cannot be ignored, spreading in your heart.

In the weak crown year, he finally realized the entanglement and sweetness brought about by the first love.

——Who is that person Shuang Xueming mentioned?

—is that me?

He kept asking himself like a girl in Huaichun.

— Am I being too self-indulgent?It's obvious that we haven't known each other for long.

—but why did he kiss me?

——Why didn't I think of rejecting...

——Even indulged in this soft kiss, unable to extricate himself.