Ten Thousand Postures of Whitewashing Master

Before leaving, Yu Fuchen knelt in front of the ice bed, held Feng Changhuan's cold hand, and stroked his long messy hair.

"Master, should I tell Yun Wuyu the truth about the landlord's death?... You once taught me not to deceive others, but out of selfishness, I don't want him to be forced to accept the truth. Maybe it's better for everyone to choose to hide it You won't blame me for making a mistake this time, will you?"

The man's eyes were closed tightly, his breathing was weak, and he didn't respond.

Yu Fuchen pressed the man's hand to his heart, using body temperature to relieve his freezing numbness, Zong Jie watched this scene from behind, feeling sore in his heart.

"In the past, the master also cherished Wuyu so much. No matter who wants to go on a mission, he will always be tender for a long time. Every time it is like parting from life and death, and every time he returns safely, it is like regaining what was lost."

It was rare for him to pour out his heart, but Yu Fuchen didn't respond. Zongjie was puzzled, and went up to pat the man on the shoulder, but it attracted people who were extremely defensive and dodged. Seeing that Yu Fuchen was about to pull out his martial arts, he hurriedly spoke out to stop him .

"Brother! It's me, what's wrong with you!!"

Yu Fuchen pressed his ears after knowing it, "Sorry, the effect of forgetting love Gu has made me deaf, I can't hear any sound except the voice of the island owner."

Zong Jie gestured to him in sign language: "But didn't you still respond to me yesterday?"

"That's because the island owner is passing on the words. Seriously, you really admire me. I've only been deaf for two days and I can't bear the loneliness. You can pretend to be dumb for so long."

"This is the master's order. The ship is ready, and I am here to call you back."

The man obviously sighed, tucked Feng Changhuan's hand back under the quilt, stroked his forehead hair, kissed lightly on the corner of his mouth, and then walked away with three steps.

Saying goodbye to Mu Xinfeng and Mu Lingxi, and on the boat sailing far away in Shenzhou, Zong Jie took the trouble to tell in sign language what happened during the three days when Yu Fuchen was unconscious.

"When the master died, he set a forbidden curse, and used his own skills to imprison the dragon bird, forcing the dragon bird to retreat temporarily. But the master's skill is not comparable to the immortals of the nine heavens, and his restraint will not last long , Long Que will come to you again soon, and the Lord of Jiuyin Island also hopes to find a suitable place for your master to take refuge before then."

"Now Kyushu's position is uncertain, I dare not take him back to Shenzhou rashly, maybe... Donghai Taoyuan is a good place."

Zong Jie nodded, "What I have to tell you is that Mu Xiyue's escape has nothing to do with Wu Shandu. I once saw a few suspicious-looking people when Po Meng set a trap. Other than the influence of Yulou, the only people who can have such action power are..."

Wushan Ferry.

Needless to say, as early as half a month ago when the Kunlun Palace was forced, the old man Gulan expressed his opposition to them. It is not surprising that he and Mu Xiyue are in trouble. Yu Fuchen is afraid that Bu Nian'an will also intervene, and their situation will be very serious. Very embarrassing.

Back in the Tingyu Building, the two of them were silent all the way in front of Yun Wuyu. Knowing the other party's identity, Yu Fuchen still had to call him against his will: "Lord."

"Seeing that you have returned with injuries, I know that this mission has failed."

Yu Fuchen couldn't hear the voice, so he could only guess about [-]% of the meaning.

"Sorry, it was my negligence that allowed Elder Xiyue to escape this time. In the midst of the chaos, he still..."

"return?"

"I also lost the whereabouts of Yun Wuyu."

When speaking, Yu Fuchen buried his head very low, for fear of being seen with uneasy eyes.

And Yun Wuyu already guessed the ending when he heard him mention this name, clenched his fists to suppress his emotions, and turned to look at Zongsuke: "What's wrong with the Rebirth Gu?!"

"...couldn't get it back."

Hearing this, Yun Wuyu finally couldn't restrain his emotions, and rushed forward to lift Yu Fuchen's collar, glaring at each other with tears in his eyes, like a seriously injured beast.

"Why!! Why does Feng Zhinan, who prides himself on having the world in his heart, choose to save you instead of him!!"

He asked sadly again: "He died to protect you, why did the Rebirth Gu give you this one chance of resurrection, in the eyes of Feng Zhinan, your life is your life, brother... Wuyu's life is not?? !!"

Yu Fuchen couldn't hear his crying question, so he lowered his head, speechless.

Zong Jie pulled back a few steps from the man who was on the verge of collapse, and hurriedly opened his mouth to defend him.

"Lord, please calm down! At that time, there was no choice at all, and his master was also..."

"Let go! Heh... Lord Fahua, what a wonderful lotus flower that sacrifices herself for others, she is so selfish in the face of life and death!!"

"Landlord, it's not this..."

"Don't call me the landlord! Who died and who was left behind, don't you know..."

Yun Wuyu was so distraught that he no longer restrained his emotions and wailed bitterly, his heartbroken.

Yu Fuchen knew that his idling life had brought irreparable harm to others, so he endured the grief and knelt down in front of Yun Wuyu overwhelmed.

"One kowtow, I thank you for saving my life, and for the rest of my life, I wish Wulen is in the sky and I am on the ground, so that the past and the future will be settled."

"Two kowtows, thank you for the grace of re-creation. The love of knowing you is hard to repay in this life. I only hope that the future life will be smooth. Don't meet Xiao Xiao, and never see the end."

"Three knocks, I beg you to let Master go, I am the one who stole his life, and I am the one who caused him to die. There is nothing wrong with Master's choice, the only fault is... The evil star should not stay in the world."

He bowed to the ground three times, even Yun Wuyu, who was full of grief and indignation, knelt down on the ground together with him, pressed his trembling hands to the wound on his heart, and tugged at the hem of his clothes, weeping uncontrollably.

"Did he... suffer in pain before he died?"

"I don't know, I only know that at the last moment, the person he can't let go of is you."

Yu Fuchen handed over a suicide note to Yun Wuyu, unable to bear to see his pain of losing his loved ones, turned and left the room.

He obtained that letter from Yun Wuleng's hands, and the blood stains had already turned black, blurring the handwriting.

There are only a few last words: I wish you Chang'an, don't lose, don't forget...

Yun Wuling's feelings for Yun Wuyu have long since transcended the shackles of his brothers, and leaped beyond the boundary of life and death. Just the word "Chang'an" inevitably reminded him of his master who died for his sins back then.

On the balcony, he looked at Tianshui City where people were coming and going, his eyes were sore, but the tears were blown away by the wind, and he couldn't cry, couldn't cry.Poor and sad.

He should be grateful to Yun Wuleng for stepping forward, if it wasn't for him, both his master and himself would be dead at this moment, but Yun Wuyu... how can a person who has been cruelly left behind endure loneliness to spend the rest of his life?

Thinking of himself back then, he realized that he was no different from Yun Wuyu at this moment, maybe there would be a chance to meet each other someday in the future, but that day was so far away... When will he wait?

The cold wind blows in the face, and the piercer can't open his eyes.

The moment he closed his eyes, there was an extra person behind him, dressed in white and snowy, in the appearance of a banished immortal.

Bai Qinghan's arrival was surprising. He held his fly whisk in his arm, still closed his eyes, calm and unfazed, and wrote flood-lit handwriting out of thin air with spiritual power. He had already known about Yu Fuchen's deafness.

"I am melancholy about a snow plant in the east column, and my life is so clear."

"Xi Jun, long time no see."

"It's been a long time, how is Fahua-kun?"

With a wry smile, Yu Fuchen described in detail what happened to Jiuyin Island, Bai Qinghan was still calm and indifferent, as expected.

"Did he mention Miss Chen to you?"

"Time is running out and we haven't had time yet."

"So, let me relay it for you. Fortunately, it is also unfortunate. Yuhuang's blood did save her stillborn baby, but it failed to save Miss Chen's life."

"Ah, how come?"

"This is her own choice. After Mingwei and I rescued her, she was able to regain consciousness for a moment. She took this opportunity to beg Fahua Jun to take good care of her child. This is her last wish as a mother. In fact, Rather than saving this child, your master hopes to keep Miss Chen's life, but she wishes to do so, so it's not easy to go against it."

"But if the master is really entrusted by others, he shouldn't leave that child and go to Jiuyin Island alone to find me..."

Bai Qinghan smiled, the reaction made Yu Fuchen even more puzzled.

"That's the key point."

He mentioned the term "spiritual fetus" in his subsequent narration, indicating that Ms. Chen's pregnancy was not inherited from a man, but a spiritual fetus that came in accordance with the weather.

Strictly speaking, this spiritual fetus has no father or mother, and even if it was born in Miss Chen's body, it has nothing to do with her.

"Spiritual fetus? No father or mother??"

"You must have thought of the words of Changming, the son of Beiming, to connect with yourself. As you think, you are also a person without father and mother. The only relationship in the world is blood."

Yu Fuchen couldn't understand the easy-to-understand words.

"Relationship? Blood relationship??"

"The womb is like a seed. It can take root and sprout with the nourishment of the fertile soil and the rain, and it will blossom and bear fruit. So for it, the fertile soil and the rain are its parents?"

"As Xi Jun said, the spirit fetus is similar to Gu worms, do they need to be fed with blood? Master once said that when I was young, I was raised by him with blood essence. Could it be... Could it be that he is actually mine... "

Father, father...? ? ! !

If Bai Qinghan opened his eyes at this time, he would give this stupid boy a supercilious look.

In fact, he can't be blamed for his fantasies. According to his logical reasoning, it is indeed correct.

Xi Jun carefully considered the pros and cons, and chose a more euphemistic statement. "If you have milk, you are a mother. This saying is so appropriate for you."

"..."

"I'm telling you the truth now, Lord Fahua will definitely blame you in the future, but I'm afraid that if I don't tell you now, I won't have a chance in the future. Yu Xingzhi, since you already know that you came from a spiritual womb, have you ever thought about it?" Who is his father?"

"I do not want."

Yu Fuchen had a premonition that once he learned the truth from Bai Qinghan, his peaceful life would be completely over.

That person is not yet awake, not out of danger, at least not yet.

But the other party left no room for it, and still insisted on going its own way.

"Yu Xingzhi, you are Lord Changtian who was once as famous as Lord Fahua in Jiuzhongtian."

Yu Fuchen hurriedly held down his writing hand, not daring to look at it again, but Bai Qinghan paused every word, expressing every word clearly with his mouth.

"You are the son of Emperor Zun."

With a bang, Qi and blood surged up, and ears buzzed.

In an instant, it seemed as if he had returned to the burned-out Tianyu Mountain, and Feng Changhuan, with bloodstains on his face, knelt in front of him, weeping uncontrollably.

"Emperor Shun of the Yu family... Xingzhi, you are the son of the emperor, you are born to be the proud son of heaven..."

Involuntarily speaking, Bai Qinghan swept across the dust with his fly whisk, and pointing at Yu Fuchen's forehead with full of spiritual energy, he shouted: "Remember! Chang Tianjun!!"

Come to think of it, the evil fate that has been indelible in these lifetimes.

Think about it, the old man who went round and round and finally returned to the same place.

The author has something to say: "I am melancholy about a snow plant in Donglan, and my life is so clear." From "Donglan Pear Blossom".

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