Liuzhou Boys

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From that day on, Gu Yan understood everything.

Ah Qi always goes out at night, not every night to learn martial arts with his master, he practice sword non-stop, not because he likes it, but because he wants to live.

Ah Qi's temperament suddenly changed, not only because of the Zhishui Heart Sutra, but also because the boy who was as clean as water grew up prematurely and quickly amidst a night of fighting and blood.

Gu Yan carefully unbuttoned the young man's clothes, only to see that his white body was covered with shocking scars, whether new or old, deep or shallow, scars that would never fade away in this lifetime.

He felt an indescribable pain in his heart, so painful that he wanted to shatter, and he regretted that he hadn't noticed it earlier, and let his treasure have such scars all over his body.

The boy's hand was tightly clutching his sleeve, even when he passed out, as if once he let go, he would never see him again.

Gu Yan went to find his master and questioned, "Why did you ask Ah Qi to kill people?"

The master still has the appearance of a fairy, his eyes are cold and ruthless, and he does not enter the world. "I said before that his life is mine. If I teach him the Zhishui Heart Sutra, he will kill for me. If I want his life, he must die."

Gu Yan clenched his fists tightly, his fingertips turned white, but he let go of his hand after a while, and suddenly laughed, but the dark pupils became deeper and more gloomy.

"Okay, very good. Master wants to kill, so I will kill for Master."

"Aqi can practice Zhishui Heart Sutra, and I can practice it too. I can practice it better and kill more people."

He said it word by word, almost gnashing his teeth.

The master gave a rare smile, looking extremely satisfied.

Gu Yan spread out the Zhishui Heart Sutra, and gently stroked the eight characters on the title page. There was no joy or sadness on his face, only a dead blank.

He gently applied the medicine to Ah Qi, then held him in his arms, buried his head on the young man's shoulder, listened to her breathing, and felt his heartbeat with his palm.

They cuddled quietly, like two fish out of water, loving each other.

"Yan." He heard the person in his arms calling his name in a daze.

"sorry."

Gu Yan lowered his eyes and forced himself to show a gentle smile: "Aqi, you are not wrong. You will grow up and become stronger, and one day you will be able to protect me."

But before that, I'm here to protect you.He moved his lips, but didn't say anything, he just hugged the young man in his arms tighter, as if soon... he would lose it again.

Gu Yan's life became increasingly busy. Not only did he have to practice martial arts every day, but he also went down the mountain to search for medical skills. He wanted to study medicine, and no matter how useless he was, he had to heal Aqi's injuries without leaving a single scar.He began to secretly recruit people from all corners of the country, and secretly organized his own intelligence network, trying to find out the connection between the people Master wanted them to kill.

Day after day, he studied medicine, made medicine, trekked across mountains and rivers to find all kinds of precious herbs, traveled all over the streets and alleys, and rich families, and did not hesitate to get all kinds of panacea, and then wiped these priceless medicines like lime on his body. Ah Qi's wound.

During the day, he practiced the Zhishui Heart Sutra diligently, and practiced with Ah Qi, making rapid progress, and his medical skills became better under hard work.

At night, he put on his night clothes, killed the person to be killed according to his master's instructions, and made things as perfect as possible, and secretly investigated the connection between them.

"Perhaps such a day is not bad." He lay on his back on the bed, clenched his fingers, and then loosened them again. He repeated this many times, only feeling sore in his heart.

He didn't dare to ask for anything more.

It's not that I don't want to, it's that I really dare not.