I lost my brother

The next day, Sui Jian slept in a drowsy state until noon before waking up. Fortunately, he drank a bowl of hangover soup before going to bed last night, so when he woke up, he still had a splitting headache, as if he was being hit by a few small hammers. uncomfortable.

Alcohol is really not a good thing.

Le Zhiyu pushed open the door, looked at him like that, gloated and said: "What did I say, the wine in our Qingjiu village has a strong aftertaste."

Sui Jian rubbed her temples hard, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Where's Zhu Lin?"

Le Zhiyu looked at him like a fool, "Are you still drunk?"

Sui Jian raised her eyes, took a deep breath, and said word by word: "The boy who came with me, where is he?"

Le Zhiyu rubbed his chin, narrowed his eyes and recalled: "I seem to have seen him in the morning, and rode away on his white horse. Maybe there is something urgent."

Sui Jian nodded expressionlessly, "Run away."

Le Zhiyu pondered what was wrong, widened his eyes in shock and said, "Could it be that he...has always been chaotic and finally abandoned?"

Sui Jian didn't explain, nor could he explain clearly.

How can I tell people that the young man who has been by my side is Zhu Lin whom he has been looking for for many years?It's because he has blind eyes and has been kept in the dark by Zhu Lin for so long. If he didn't clearly remember every detail of his drunkenness yesterday, he can't even believe it until now. day.

He almost even thought of that person that he shouldn't have!

As a result, when I woke up, the person was gone.

Again.

Sui Jian's face sank like water, she threw off the quilt on her body, pulled on her boots, resisted the dizziness caused by the hangover, and quickly put on her clothes - the clothes were still the ones Zhu Lin prepared for him.

Le Zhiyu saw that his steps were fairly stable, and his body...should be fine. She hesitated to speak a few times, and wanted to ask him what was wrong. When she got to the point of speaking, she was afraid that Sui Jian would do something out of embarrassment and anger. , hesitantly swallowed it back.

I think he likes to know fish, and he always speaks out, why has he ever been so worried!But who made Sui Jian his brother?

Sui Jian tied her hair casually, and said to Le Zhiyu who was standing at the door with an indescribable expression: "I have other important things to do, let's go first, thank you Brother Le for your help this time, another day..."

He paused, and changed his wording: "If I am lucky enough to be able to see you alive, I will definitely repay yesterday's kindness."

Le Zhiyu frowned upon hearing this, walked over and patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "Xiao Jian, although I don't know the specific situation between you and that person, but I listen to my brother's persuasion, there are no fragrant grasses anywhere in the world. You can't commit suicide just because of a scumbag."

Sui Jian smiled, "Don't worry, it won't happen, I want to live more than anyone else now."

Le Zhiyu was very relieved, and suddenly moved closer to look at his face carefully, and reminded him stammeringly: "Your mouth...cough, was it bitten by some insect?"

He didn't speak so bluntly, he wanted to save some face for Sui Jian.Unexpectedly, Sui Jian was taken aback after hearing this, her face turned red from the inside to the outside, she raised her hand to cover the corner of her mouth, and said angrily, "Let a bastard bite me!"

At this moment, the bastard Zhu Lin is on his way back to the Candle Dragon Sect.

He didn't think about "chaos and abandonment", and he was even looking forward to what would happen after Sui Jian woke up.

Before dawn, Zhu Lin opened his eyes, reluctant to get up, resting his head on one hand and watching Sui Jian's sleeping face, guessing with great interest how he would react when he woke up.

If he has no memory of what he said last night, he would be more than happy to personally help him recall it carefully.

Of course it would be best if he remembered everything, maybe he would hide himself red-faced, and he would watch him hide first, then dig him out and continue what he didn't finish last night.

If he only remembers half of it, that's okay, he will ask him what he remembers first, and then patiently help him find it if he doesn't remember it.

He originally had a lot of patience with Sui Jian, and if there was no incident yesterday, he might be able to continue to be patient.But now it's gone, he wished he could tie this person to his belt for a moment, so that he could hug him anytime, just thinking about it already filled him with joy.

Zhu Lin's ink-like long hair slid down from his shoulders and neck, entangled with Sui Jian's sleeping hair.There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, the morning light was twilight, and only the early birds were lucky enough to appreciate the smiling appearance of this beauty lying on the couch.

At some point, a pigeon stood on the window lattice, with a bamboo tube as thick as chopsticks tied to its leg.Zhu Lin raised his eyebrows, looked at Sui Jian who was still asleep, and got up lightly.The pigeon recognized people, and immediately flew over obediently and landed on Zhu Lin's outstretched arm.

Zhu Lin took out the note from the bamboo tube, unfolded it, and saw that there were only eight words: "The situation has changed, and the leader will return soon."

Tsk, I really don't know the time.

Zhu Lin originally wanted to carry Sui Jian away with the quilt, but he stretched out his hand halfway, but for some reason, he retracted it as if stung by a bee.

Although it was hard for him to see clearly what his feelings for Sui Jian were, he still had more important things to do than his children's affair, which was to avenge his unlucky father, Wan Zhengcong, the previous leader of the Candle Dragon Sect. .

That was the meaning of life that he had been instilled in him since birth, and it was about to come true.Although Sui Jian has been unilaterally expelled from the school by Wuwangzong, but he is such a sentimental person, he must still be hard to let go of his brothers.

He is bound to take down the Wuwangzong, not only the Wuwangzong, but also every respectable sect in the rivers and lakes, except for the Witch Doctor Valley he promised, none of them can escape.

In this way, is this person willing to see him again when he wakes up?

The answer to this question was self-evident when he was still in the Candle Dragon Sect half a month ago. At that time, no matter what Sui Jian thought, he didn't care—at worst, his martial arts would be abolished, and he would be imprisoned in the prison for the rest of his life. In his other courtyard, he watched helplessly as he messed up the rivers and lakes.

Now.

Zhu Lin lowered his eyes, Sui Jian's sleeping posture was very honest, and he could stay in the same position until dawn with just one movement. Now he is still in the same position as before he got up, with one hand resting on the pillow, and even the sound of breathing seems so quiet .

Just looking at it, his heart softened suddenly, how could he be willing to touch him again.

The influence of Wuxianggong, which has been spread so miraculously, on the practitioners, now it seems that it has finally been defeated by his undying obsession with this person in his heart.

Maybe it can't just be called an obsession, it is a longing that he once hid and quietly engraved into every inch of his bones and blood.

He admitted it.

Standing by the bed, Zhu Lin whispered to Sui Jian, who was sleeping unconsciously: "I'll let you go this time, and then fall into my hands, but it won't be so easy for you to escape."

Sui Jian put the hard-won sake into a wine gourd and carried it with him, bid farewell to everyone in Qingjiu Village and immediately set off for Duanlin Cliff.

He must see Zhu Lin immediately, and ask him where he has been for the past nine years, why he refused to recognize him at first, why he did that to him when he was drunk, and why he left again.

He couldn't wait any longer, if he were to search for another nine years, he would really go crazy.

However, when he rushed to Duanlin Cliff non-stop, all he saw was devastation, ruined walls, empty buildings, and there was no shadow of the Candle Dragon Sect.

Only then did he know that the place where Zhu Lin took him to recuperate was probably the new site of the Candle Dragon Cult, but he was blind and deaf and half-disabled in those days, so he had no clue about the new site of the Candle Dragon Cult.

What a Zhu Lin, not only has he grown taller these years, but also has grown in ability and has more eyes, it's just the opposite of him!

Coming here in high spirits but returning disappointed, Sui Jian gasped in her throat, nearly exploding her lungs.

Fortunately, news of the Candle Dragon Sect is the most indispensable thing in the Jianghu.

Three months later, Jingchang City, Tianxiang Restaurant.

As the largest restaurant at the foot of the Wulin League, Tianxiang Restaurant has always been overcrowded, and many people from the Jianghu like to gather here to inquire about the latest news from the Jianghu.

Sitting by the window on the second floor of Tianxiang Building was a tall and straight young man. He was dressed in low-key black clothes and a bamboo hat that made it difficult to see his face clearly. article of things.

If this attire is placed among ordinary people, it will definitely make people think that this person is a gangster who is wanted by the court, but it will look much more normal when placed among the gangsters with mixed fish and eyes.

After all, everyone lives a life of licking blood on the tip of a knife, who doesn't have a special hobby, what if someone's parents are ugly!

The man's hands were beautiful, with a cup of tea between his warm fingers, and he was sipping it carelessly.

People in the Tianxiang Tower were discussing enthusiastically: "Have you heard that the Candle Dragon Sect has officially declared war on all the sects as the Martial Arts League said!"

"Didn't they get started three months ago? It is said that they first took the knife from the Wanrong Escort Bureau in central Sichuan. The poor Wanrong Escort Bureau's 130 people, together with the big yellow dog in the backyard, were all killed overnight— —”

The person who spoke suddenly fell silent, stretched his hand across his neck to measure it, and said with lingering fear: "The strong smell of blood can be smelled ten miles away, it's extremely cruel, it's really outrageous."

"What a bunch of beasts."

"What this brother said is true. I also heard that after the Wanrong Escort Bureau, Cangyunmen, Chongming Mountain, Wumiao Peak, and Yuemen Valley were all taken over by the Candle Dragon Sect in just two months. Already!"

"I heard that bad news has also come from Witch Doctor Valley in the past two days."

"What? They won't even let go of the witch doctor Gu, who has nothing to do with the world!"

"Hey, the current situation in the world is cloudy and turbulent. Everyone is in danger, and they are afraid that they will become the next target of the Demon Cult."

"Could it be that no one will stop the Demon Cult when they see it going so rampant!"

"Who is going to stop it? Today's world is not the same as it was 20 years ago. 20 years ago, there was still an old man. It's a pity that the hero died young."

"By the way, Wuwangzong! Didn't Wuwangzong lead hundreds of sects to successfully encircle and suppress the Candle Dragon Sect once!"

Someone looked at the speaker with an indescribable expression, "Isn't this little brother too uninformed? Don't you know that Elder Xie Hanzi, the most powerful martial artist in the Wuwang Sect, was killed by the rebels four months ago and went west? "

"Ah, it's that Sui Jian..."

"Now Wuwangzong is also hard to protect itself. It stands to reason that the Candle Dragon Sect will make a comeback after 20 years. If it comes to revenge, Wuwangzong will bear the brunt of it. Who would have thought that the Wanrong Escort would be the first to die."

"Who would have expected that the Candle Dragon Church 20 years later would be even more brutal than before!"

"Stop making sarcastic remarks, I don't know who will be next..."

Everyone was still discussing, but no one noticed that the person with the bamboo hat on the seat by the window had disappeared, and there was only steaming tea and a few pennies left on the table.

This person is Sui Jian.

Sui Jian has been looking for traces of the Candle Dragon Sect since he bid farewell to the Qingjiu Village. However, he spent a full three months, except for inquiring about the shocking news about the Candle Dragon Sect, the location of the Candle Dragon Sect, and There is still no news of the whereabouts of the leader of the Candle Dragon Sect.

He even followed the traces of those sects that were persecuted all the way, trying to find some clues, but he just returned empty-handed again and again.

In the process of searching, he was recognized several times by those who wanted to get the bounty of the Wulin League, including even the people he had helped when he was in the rivers and lakes in the past.Having tasted the harshness of the world, he escaped again and again in danger.

Later, he learned to be good, changed into low-key clothes, wrapped the eye-catching Kunpeng sword with cloth strips, and put on a bamboo hat, and the situation was slightly better.

Sui Jian came out of Tianxiang Building, lowered her bamboo hat, and decided to go back to Wuwangzong.

The author has something to say:

Sui Jian's mind: grabbed Zhu Lin, who was wronged and humiliated, and spanked, and said while beating: "Let you run! You can't run away!"

Zhu Lin was sobbing: "Don't dare, never dare again!"

I really want to find him soon after thinking about it.