Why did Jianzun steal his relatives [Rebirth]

In the early morning of the next day, Xue Xuanwei reckoned that the senior brother might not have woken up yet, so he came back to pick up things lightly, but when he entered the yard, he raised his eyes and froze——

Xiao Yihe was hugging a large quilt that was about to cover him, and forced his way out of the narrow door frame. The quilt blocked his sight, making him walk straight in front of Xue Xuanwei, slammed into it, and shook After shaking, a messy haired head poked out from behind.

"Yo, Junior Brother!"

Perhaps it was because the bedding was not light, or he had been tossing and tossing for a long time, and his face was covered with sweat.

He also changed his clothes, and now he was wearing Xue Xuanwei's robe.

Xue Xuanwei: "... What are you doing?"

Xiao Yihe turned sideways to make way for him: "Brother has been insomnia for the past few days, who would have thought that sleeping with you for one night would be so comfortable! I thought about it, and finally thought that your bedding should be the best, so I decided to carry it back and continue. Sleeping... my clothes are sweaty and dirty, so I will borrow your clothes to wear. Junior brother won't be reluctant, right?"

Xue Xuan's forehead twitched slightly, this was just an ordinary cotton quilt, it was nothing compared to the brocades and velvets in his room.

Xiao Yihe didn't hear Xue Xuanwei's objection, so he hugged the quilt and ran away.

Just a few steps away, Xue Xuanwei called him to stop: "Xiao Yihe."

Xiao Yihe couldn't turn around, and raised his voice to answer: "Junior brother is not willing to part with it again?"

"..."

Xue Xuan was silent for a while, he had something that he wanted to tell Xiao Yihe last night when he raided into the quilt, but then his body had such an unsightly reaction, he ran away in shame and was unable to say it.

"I..." Senior brother seems to be not on the mountain these days, and I don't know what he is busy with. Xue Xuanwei is afraid that he will not be able to see him again in the near future. After hesitating again and again, he decided to tell him, "My swordsmanship has reached a critical moment, and I am about to break through. So ...going to retreat."

Retreat is not only for enlightenment, but also for self-enlightenment.

He wanted to figure out what this restless annoyance that had been tormenting him was all about.

Xiao Yihe was startled, but it was reasonable. After a long time, he said with a smile: "Okay, don't miss me if you don't see senior brother in the future!... Is there anything else, junior brother? If not, I'll go back to sleep and sleep in the cage." Lah! The bedding is heavy."

"..." Xue Xuanwei didn't expect him to have such an ordinary reaction, and he didn't even ask when he started to retreat or where.When Xiao Yihe was about to leave, he impulsively went up and held his arm, "Senior brother, do you have anything to tell me?"

The moment he grabbed it, Xiao Yihe's shoulders shook violently, and almost all the quilt in his hand fell off.He hurriedly stuffed it into his arms, and at the same time hurriedly said: "Junior Brother is so powerful, I don't need to say anything, I wish Junior Brother to break through the border as soon as possible!"

Xue Xuan hastily supported him, and helped him to hug him again. When he looked at his face again, he saw that his cheeks were sweating more densely, and his lips were slightly pale.

Suspicious in his heart, he reached out to touch his forehead, wondering if he was sick, after all he was so cold yesterday, and he also had a hobby of kicking the quilt.

Xiao Yihe reacted extremely, as if a snake was about to sting him, before Xue Xuan could open his mouth, he quickly returned to his yard, and slammed the door shut.

Xue Xuanwei felt ashamed and didn't keep up. He went back to the room to pack some things, raised his sword, and stood still in front of Xiao Yihe's door, but he still didn't reach out to push: "There is a canyon across the sea of ​​flowers behind the mountain, and at the end is Where I am retreating, if there is an emergency, please go there and call me out."

——If he breaks in at this time, he will know all the truth.

However, he stood there for a long while, and did not wait for Xiao Yihe's response, so he thought that he had fallen asleep, and finally turned his head and left.

·

At this time, the room was in a mess, the quilt he was hugging tightly was thrown on the ground in a panic, and the four corners spread out to reveal a large scarlet blood stain inside, as well as a scattered rag.There is also continuous dark color oozing from Xiao Yihe's shoulders.

Xiao Yihe heard that he was walking away, his collar was soaked in cold sweat, he suddenly let go of his teeth biting his lower lip, and let out a hoarse groan.

He uncovered his collar, revealing a deep wound running from front to back.

...Last night, he slept in a daze, and vaguely felt that there was someone beside the bed.

As soon as he opened his eyes, a cold light shot straight down. He was almost defenseless, and the opponent's strength and coercion made him completely defenseless—he was pierced through his shoulders and chest by such a lightning-fast sword, and nailed him. On the couch.

Xiao Yihe screamed in pain, but as soon as his voice broke his throat, he suddenly covered his mouth with his other hand.

Because he immediately recognized the sharp sword that pierced him.

——It's Master!

The sound was blocked in the chest cavity, but the severe pain went straight to the bone marrow, and there was no way to dispel it, so that the raised hand was as weak as boneless, he twitched in pain, and blood gushed out of his shoulder.

Xu Shi accidentally let out a little sound when he was in extreme pain, and was heard. When he was in a daze, he felt the hand holding the sword suddenly froze, and the quilt was immediately lifted off. He trembled twice, knowing that he was hiding Not passing, slowly opened his eyes.

The pale moonlight illuminated Master's constricted pupils.

Although Xiao Yihe recognized the sword, when he saw the face of the master with his own eyes, he still couldn't suppress the fear and anger in his heart. He was thankful that Xue Xuanwei was angry and left, and now he was lying here.

Otherwise, in the morning of tomorrow, he might only see his junior brother's blood all over the bed, and his dead body.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yihe laughed like crazy again.

"Yi, Yihe!" The master looked at the apprentice who shouldn't be here in horror, the sword was inserted extremely deep, and he never thought that his sword would be stained with the blood of his most beloved disciple. He acted very flustered for a moment, not knowing where to touch him.

"Does it hurt, Yihe... I'm sorry, Master, I didn't know it was you." He tremblingly pressed Xiao Yihe's wound, his eyes were clear, and he was so sad that he was about to shed tears. Anyone who saw it would feel distressed.

Master didn't dare to draw the sword, this sword is a magic weapon, when it goes away it will be thunderous, and when it leaves, it will cut bones and flesh.

Xiao Yihe grabbed the hilt of the sword with his bare hands, took a deep breath, and pulled it out suddenly!

In an instant, an arc of blood and shattered flesh was drawn, splashing on the frosty face of the master.He threw the sword away with a clatter, panted for a while, gritted his teeth and let out a sneer: "...Could it not be me, Master, who can strike so cruelly?"

"Master said he wanted to buy food and wine with me, but he rushed here in the middle of the night to kill Xuanwei with his sword!" He stood up, his breathing became more and more rapid, and his eyes became hotter, "If I am not here, tomorrow I will eat it!" Are the food in your mouth and the fine wine in your belly made of Xuanwei's flesh and blood?!"

Xiao Yihe brushed his hand away, and fell on the couch, his body and heart twitched in pain: "It hurts, Master...I'm in so much pain..."

The master shook his head, with tears in his eyes, and used his spiritual power to stop the bleeding: "Yihe, stop talking, everything will be fine, it won't..."

"I have promised you to stay away from the mortal world and retreat from now on. You also promised me that you will not punish Xuanwei anymore. From then on, there will only be you and my master and apprentice, and no one else." Xiao Yihe pushed him away again, his eyes were blood red, "I know clearly If you agreed, why did Master break the promise?!"

The master was pushed backwards, and he returned to the bed stubbornly: "Okay, Yihe, you can say whatever you want. Let the master heal your injuries first."

Under the stalemate between the two, a faint light appeared in the sky.

There was a strange noise from the direction of the courtyard next door, and Xiao Yihe instantly remembered that this hour was the time when the junior and junior students routinely get up for morning class.Master saw that his eyes were wandering, and he couldn't help listening to the direction of the sound, his eyes dimmed, and he stood up suddenly.

"Master!" Xiao Yihe hurriedly stretched out his hand to grab it, his fingertips only brushed his cuff, "Master, don't want it!"

"He ruined your practice, Master is doing it for your own good."

As soon as the master moved, he suddenly heard the greasy sound of flesh and blood breaking open. He turned his head and saw Xiao Yihe grabbing his hand into the wound, his face was pale, and the only bright red was running along his fingers. Flow down the forearm.

All kinds of emotions in the master's eyes surged in an instant, and he wanted to reach out to touch him, but he was resisted more violently. He looked at the apprentice who was so painful that his body was bent but still gritted his teeth, and the gloom and throbbing pain in his chest had nowhere to vent. more and more obvious.

"Master..." Xiao Yihe relieved the severe pain, his consciousness was a little clearer, and he gathered a decisive gaze again, "If Master can't tolerate him, then Master... will have no more disciples."

Master's expression changed, he couldn't believe it: "Yihe!"

The blood was still dripping down the forearm, and a large group of patterns bloomed on the blue-gray mattress under him. Xiao Yihe lowered his eyes and smiled softly: "...I have nothing else to exchange with Master."

……exchange.

A word full of confrontation and resistance.

Master stared at the disciple in front of him for a long time, this pearl that he taught and cultivated with his own hands is now trying to squeeze it out of his clam shell to be an ornament on someone else's neck.

I can't tell what it feels like, as if a piece of my body has been dug out, leaving a cavity that is constantly surging with acid. This cavity is getting bigger and quieter, and it is full of empty echoes.

He leaned over and approached Xiao Yihe, and slowly stroked his cheek with his palm.After a long silence, the palm of his hand fell all the way, and he pulled out the fingers that had penetrated into the wound bit by bit, and wiped it gently with the corner of his clothes. On the wound, he called out wearily: "...Tuer."

The two master and apprentice have been separated for 20 years, no matter how much Xiao Yihe pestered him before, and wanted him to call him like this, the master blushed and refused.But he never expected that such an intimate call would happen in a situation where the two were facing each other.

The bleeding stopped temporarily.

... Master's figure gradually dissipated in the room.

Immediately Xiao Yihe rolled down, wiped away the sword marks on the couch in a hurry, packed up the blood-stained bedding and clothes, hugged him in his arms and walked out in a hurry, and the scene where he met Xue Xuanwei just now happened.

Just a moment longer, he would faint in front of Xue Xuanwei, and there was really no extra effort to say goodbye to him.

That's fine, the younger brother has always been cautious and steady in his practice, once he retreats, he won't come out within three to five years.As for what will happen to Sword God Mountain three to five years from now, and what will become of their master and apprentice, Xiao Yihe has no time to think about it.

He hoped that at least for now, his junior brother would be safe.

……

Xiao Yihe leaned his back against the door frame, Xue Xuanwei was no longer within reach of his spiritual sense, presumably he had already set off for retreat.He temporarily swallowed his restless heart into his stomach, and wanted to get up, but he rushed forward in dizziness.

Finally fell into a cold arms.

A quarter of an hour later, the two of them were no longer in the dormitory.

·

The Bixiao Hall of Sword God Mountain is the residence of the masters of Sword God Mountain in the past.

Although it is called a hall, the interior furnishings are simple and there are few external objects. There are only necessary tables, chairs, pens and ink, and a wall of small statues of the Sanqing.For thousands of years, the master of Jianshen Mountain has adhered to the concept of "no desire and no action", detached from the outside world and devoted himself to the Tao, so that he has today's brilliance reaching the sky.

At this time, the hall was as quiet as ever.

A celestial shadow carried two boxes of dowry and walked up the steps of the temple, and went straight to the statue of Sanqing without stopping, but stepped over the statue in one step, and entered another stone room hidden behind the stone wall in an instant.

There is a jade platform in the center of the stone room, which is the place where Master usually rests in meditation.

At this time, several soft-soft silk cloths fell from the dome and the stone walls on both sides, tightly binding Xiao Yihe's hands, feet and throat on the jade platform.The silk cloth is so soft that it seems like nothing. It is transformed by the master's spiritual power and will not leave any traces on the body.

The silk cloth did not block his spiritual power, nor would it restrict his actions. He could do anything, read books and copy scriptures, eat and cook tea, practice and practice swords...but if he struggled hard to escape, the silk cloth would suddenly shrink , will inevitably hang him upwards.

Xiao Yihe had suffered many times, now when he heard the sound of footsteps, he only moved his hands and feet slightly, and there was a rustling sound from the silk.

The master turned a screen, put down the two boxes, and took out what he wanted one by one.

When he got a jade flute, the master tilted his head to look at it, and then handed it to Xiao Yihe: "I have always wanted to ask, Yihe is good at swords but not Xiao, why did you choose a jade flute as a weapon? Or someone gave it to you?" For you?"

Now he is very sensitive to everything about Xue Xuanwei.

Xiao Yihe held "Knowing Me" in his arms, he didn't dare to say that this Xiao was the work of his younger brother, he just said with a normal face: "Master knows that I like beautiful jade, this jade soul is hard to find for thousands of years, Of course I can't put it down."

He once searched for iron and cast swords for his younger brother, and his younger brother reciprocated peaches and plums, carved jade and carved Xiao.

Xiao Yihe loves the long and steady sound of the flute, but unfortunately he was not born with this kind of talent. He can only play the pipa, Ruanqin and other delicate instruments, and he can't learn the music of the flute well.He sounded envious, and often went to the restaurants and tiles to listen to the performances of singers and qin girls, and as a result, he learned even more strange things.

Nan Rongqi and the others often laughed and begged for mercy and begged him not to touch the flute again in this life, it is really a sharp weapon to hurt people and kill people.

So when Xue Xuanwei took out a jade flute, the surprise and joy on his face were hardly concealed—although the ten thousand year jade soul was carved for him, who didn't know how to flute, to beat and kill, knocking and bumping, It can be called a waste of money.

He immediately named Yuxiao "Knowing Me".

People know each other, the most important thing is to know each other, and the most important thing is to know yourself.

Master didn't get suspicious, he never cared about Xue Xuanwei's affairs, so naturally he didn't know that Xue Xuanwei liked to carve jade.From another box, he took out delicacies bought from Qianjin Building, and spread them in front of Xiao Yihe's knees, all of which were his favorites.

Xiao Yihe's face was pale, his shoulders and arms were still so painful that he couldn't lift up, and couldn't hold the chopsticks.

Seeing this, the master picked up the bowls and plates: "Master, let Yihe eat."

As usual, Xiao Yihe stretched out his hand after he fixed his clothes, and opened his mouth when it was time to eat.But at this time, he was tired and refused the spoon handed by the master. He grabbed the chopsticks with difficulty and sent them to his mouth bite by bite, trembling slightly. He chewed very slowly. After eating a bowl of rice for a long time, the plate was full. The delicacies didn't move a few times, so I said I was full.

"Today's food is not to your liking?" Master frowned at him.

Xiao Yihe wiped his mouth and asked: "Does Master want to lock me like this for the rest of his life? What does Master want to do to me by locking me?"

He pushed away the plates, sat on the jade platform with his knees apart, and peeled off his clothes layer by layer.

Only half of his shoulders were exposed, but he was ordered to stop by the master, took the outer robe on the stage and wrapped him tightly, frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"

Xiao Yihe laughed and said: "Master is the one who doesn't do anything and puts me here just to look at me every day?"

The master didn't answer, maybe he didn't understand it himself, the two were bored with each other, and each remained silent for a long time on both sides of the jade platform.

As time went by, Xiao Yihe gradually realized that maybe he really just didn't want to see himself in contact with others.Because from then on, even Nan Rongqi and Ning Wuzhi cared about Feixin occasionally, but Master was unwilling to show him.

Master didn't like Nan Rongqi and his group before, but it was just that he didn't like it.After he sneaked down the mountain and tossed about, he would routinely punish him with no pain, because the master knew that no matter how far he ran, he would still come back.

But once he tries to get out of control, it will be difficult for Master to stand on the sidelines.

Just like the appearance of Xue Xuanwei, everything is different.In Xiao Yihe's heart that loves to play and enjoy, besides the master, there is another strange kid squeezed in.

Xiao Yihe's heart was gradually filled by this little brat who was growing up. Every time he spoke favorably to Xue Xuanwei, every time he favored and cared for him, it was like a sharp needle piercing the chest of the master.

Xiao Yihe's originally wanton, unrestrained and aimless life gradually found a direction, like a migratory bird returning home.But this destination has nothing to do with the master, and the two eventually developed into a relationship that the master could not understand, but was unable to intervene.

The drunken intimacy of the two people in the window that day was just a fuse.

This is the apprentice he devoted himself to cultivating and growing up, his pearl and treasure, but behind his back to let outsiders handle it.

Now, he has eliminated all possible ways for Xiao Yihe to have relations with the outside world, and forcibly reversed the matter itself back to the original appearance of Jianshenshan.

——Isolated from the world, not smelling anything outside.

Perhaps in this way, his apprentice will come back and be his only apprentice.

How long these days lasted, Xiao Yihe can't remember, most of the daily life is that Xiao Yihe meditates on the jade platform to recover, while the master organizes the manuscripts on the desk beside him.Silently, the two seemed to have regained the time when the master and apprentice depended on each other, but they lacked the warmth they once had.

Xiao Yihe no longer acted like a baby to him.

Master's words were not many in the first place, and now they are even more pitiful.

Since the "exchange" was established, a gap has been opened between the master and the apprentice.

Xiao Yihe sometimes watched the master write in front of the desk, and suddenly saw a bit of loneliness from his back.

The master used to be alone on the mountain, but Xiao Yihe never felt that he was lonely. Even when he talked with the master about the fun and regrets down the mountain, the master just listened. He would even ask naively why the daughter of the Dong family Marrying the old man of the Xi family will hang himself?Why do parents who lose their children in the war cry?

Xiao Yihe answered him because the daughter of the host family didn't like it, and because the parents were sad.

Master doesn't understand.

Xiao Yihe asked him: "That year in Tongling, why did Master not choose someone else, but accepted me as an apprentice?" Before Master frowned, he asked himself with a smile, "It's because Master likes me! Master Look at me lonely and pitiful, feel pity for me."

Master tilted his head to look at him, and thought about it seriously, but these are things that Master's master has never taught him, and it will not be recorded in the sword manual scriptures.His master will only tell him what is the Dao and what is practice.

Everything else was irrelevant, he didn't want to think about it, he just smiled and put a blanket on Xiao Yihe, got up and said: "Okay, Yihe, it's time to practice sword."

... This immortal who used to stand aloof from the world is no longer satisfied with only the mountain wind and sword intent around him.

"Leaning on the crane."

A sudden soft call pulled Xiao Yihe's consciousness back, the inner room was a little dark, he had nothing else to do except practice, he always fell asleep and didn't know what night it was.Xiao Yihe lay on his side on the jade platform, feeling being picked up, lifted his collar to inspect the wound, and couldn't help but open his eyes.

The master sat beside the jade platform and saw that the wound had grown new flesh and was slowly healing, so he felt relieved, raised his hand to caress his temples, and said softly: "Yihe, let's soar with the master, the upper world is clean , without much trouble."

Master has mentioned ascension more than once, but ascension is not so easy. For thousands of years, the aura of the world has gradually become weak, and the gate of heaven has been closed.

And is it true that there is no trouble in the so-called upper realm?

Xiao Yihe looked at him suspiciously: "Feisheng?"

The Linglong lamp was reflected on the master, his face was still gentle: "Leave it to the master, Yihe just wait until the day when the gate of heaven opens, and the master will come to pick you up."

Xiao Yihe didn't know that the master who came to pick him up had already entered the barrier at this time.

Even though Xiao Yihe has been imprisoned here, the master still can't feel at ease, even if the place in the chest that was gouged out is stuffed back, there will be an irreparable gap after all, and it will be different from the original.

Unlike Xue Xuanwei who was also confused and chose to retreat and meditate deeply, the master developed redundant and incomprehensible emotions in the ruthless way. He was invincible but powerless, and the final choice was to escape from this world and start again in a new place.

Master thought that when he reached the upper realm, there would be no more troubles from the human world.

But where there are people, where can there be no worries...

"The jade platform is cold and cold, so Yihe should wear more clothes. When the master is away, Yihe must remember to take medicine on time. When the master comes back, he will bring Yihe the crispy duck from Qianjin Tower." He put Xiao Yihe back to the jade. On the stage, a soft blanket was laid on him again, and a medicine dowry was placed at his feet.

Xiao Yihe was left on the jade platform, watching the master's back as he left the stone room as usual.

In the next few days, the master did not come back, Xiao Yihe could only feel the master's power expanding day by day from the windless silk cloth, the speed of expansion made Xiao Yihe feel uneasy.

He didn't know what happened outside, until one day, Xiao Yihe woke up from his dream and felt that his body was extraordinarily heavy.

Xiao Yihe propped up his body, sat up slowly, and the blanket on his waist slid down, he grabbed it subconsciously, but suddenly there was a clanging sound in the empty inner room, and there was a clatter caused by his raised hands and feet One piece.

Only then did he realize that the criss-crossed silk cloth in the room had turned into countless cold and hard chains, coiling around Xiao Yihe's limbs like giant snakes. When he moved slightly, the heavy shackles shrank suddenly, pulling him upwards hard. bring it up.

The sudden twisting made Xiao Yihe feel black for a moment, his arms were stretched outwards and pulled in different directions, his whole body was suspended from the jade platform.The chain was far less soft than silk, and after being hung for a while, Xiao Yihe could hardly breathe, he forced himself to hold his breath and calm down.

After a long time, the chain finally failed to sense his resistance, and gradually loosened its strength.

Xiao Yihe fell back to the jade platform all of a sudden, took a big gulp of fresh air, held his throat and coughed a few times.

After calming down, he looked up at the phenomenon of iron cables that were heavy like spider webs in the room, and after careful consideration of the cause and effect, the ominous premonition in his heart was finally realized.Then he felt a chill down his back——

It was Master's spiritual power that rioted.