Ten Thousand Postures of Whitewashing Master

"Xiao Chen, if he is dead, you won't even live!"

This was the first time that Yan Qiudao spoke harshly to Xiao Chen, his normally smiling face was filled with anger at this moment, wishing he could slap him soberly.

But the man never looked at him from the beginning to the end, or even raised his eyes, and his hoarse voice was no longer as gentle as it used to be.

"I always want to know why he died and for whom, is it too much?"

"What tricks can you come up with facing a dagger all day? If you force yourself to die, will you feel better?"

"metropolitan……"

"why?"

Xiao Chen was taken aback by the sudden questioning, and finally raised his head.

Yan Qiudao's eyes were full of puzzlement, his face was full of grief and anger, his pale face showed no signs of improvement, and it looked like he was seriously injured.

Xiao Chen wanted to ask deeply, but the words were stuck in his throat but he was speechless.

"Why can't you tolerate anyone else in your heart besides him? It's been ten years... It's a piece of ice that won't melt for a thousand years, shouldn't it be warmed up?"

Yan Qiudao came to Xiao Chen's side, took his hand, pressed his trembling fingers to his heart irresistibly, pulled off the heavy clothes, and stuck it to the wound that was only separated by a veil.

"Xiao Chen, you are heartbroken for him. I will not stop you, but I am also a human being, with flesh and blood, and I still have a breath. If you turn a blind eye to everything I have done, I will also be hurt and sad!"

Touching the hollow and hot flesh under his palm, Xiao Chen wanted to hide, but was restrained tightly by his wrists.

Yan Qiudao's words are full of sadness, but also puzzlement and confusion.

He asked: "Do you know how I brought you back to Yuehua from Tianyu? Do you know how difficult it is for me to bear the pain and bring you back to Jiang Chensha? Even if I never stepped into the door of my heart, even your eyes, I never Never entered!"

Xiao Chen knows that the word fickleness is the perfect word to describe himself, but to Yan Qiudao, he is a ruthless and unjust villain.

Thinking of being owed and guilty, Xiao Chen stood up and looked at Yan Qiudao for a moment, then lifted his robe and knelt down.

Halfway through the journey, he was restrained by someone holding his wrist backwards, and stopped before his forehead was knocked down.

"I don't want your gratitude, Xiao Chen, I want you to live."

"Sect Master, Xiao Chen is too selfish to ask for forgiveness, but I want to know how your... injury is."

Yan Qiudao pulled him up with a sigh, he couldn't be cruel to Xiao Chen, before mentioning himself, he still took into account the hidden pain in his heart.

"Don't be alienated from me. I know you've been sad to this day, but you still can't find an outlet to vent it. If you still can't get rid of the grief in your heart, why don't you just lean on me and cry aloud, cry all the pain, and want to come to him... you can feel at ease went."

"The suzerain doesn't know something. He died in my arms. I still feel like falling into a dream. I don't have the real feeling of his death. It seems that when I wake up from the dream, he will jump back to me alive and talk about his recent encounters." .Even though I knew it was impossible, I still had a pathetic and ridiculous fluke..."

"I heard from my disciples that you didn't even go to see his burial that day."

"I know that the suzerain will arrange everything, so why should I cry and dirty a piece of pure land in front of his grave. Besides, I know that he has already left his last words, so I respect his choice."

While talking, Xiao Chen took off Yan Qiudao's outer shirt that was draped over his shoulders, the latter was a little embarrassed, but he didn't say anything to stop him.

It was winter in Heshuo at this time, and it was a very cold day, Yan Qiudao only put on a thin shirt over his inner jacket, and Xiao Chen took off his clothes in a short while, leaving only the bandage covering the wound to cover the last trace of dignity.

Xiao Chen put his fingertips on the wound, and wanted to check his wound, Yan Qiudao stopped him, and then he restrained himself not to be tainted with the shadow of lust.

"You can stop, my injury...is not as serious as you think."

"But the suzerain has already planned to recuperate and recuperate, right? You were injured because of me, and because I dragged the injury, I should take care of you."

Yan Qiudao was a young man after all, he didn't dare to go further, lest the situation would be difficult to deal with, in a hurry, he caught a glimpse of the sharp knife that the man had been staring at before, and hurriedly changed the subject clumsily.

"You... can you find any clues from this dagger?"

Xiao Chen sighed quietly and shook his head.

"There are blood grooves engraved on the blade, and the killing method is superb. The handle is embellished with jade, which shows that the owner's status is not low. Other than that... I only found clues from his injuries."

"how do I say this?"

Xiao Chen walked a few steps with downcast eyes, pointing to his back.

"A fatal stab wound to the back of his waist, piercing his viscera and being unable to recover. I would like to ask the suzerain, if it were you, who would you hand over the vacancy in the back that you can't see?"

The answer is beyond doubt.

"Naturally, he is someone you trust. The one who killed Jiang Chensha may be Wanshougu's inner ghost."

"I will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly. Once the funeral period is over, I will rush to Wanshou Valley to seek an explanation. I will make the murderer pay for it with blood!"

"I disagree."

Yan Qiudao's refusal was beyond Xiao Chen's expectation, he never thought that it would be Jiang Chensha's close friend who blocked him, he looked at that person with puzzled eyes, and almost blurted out the question.

"I can't see you taking risks alone. Your friend has already lost his life because of this. In the battle of Tianyu Mountain, countless people were killed and injured in Kyushu. What can you do if you go to Wanshou Valley? There is no suspense that there will be internal strife. It will make Xuanji Pagoda General Yuehua criticize As a heretic of the Gufeng clan's demon clan, don't worry about yourself, you should always think about your disciples."

Although Xiao Chen's impulsive temper has been constant for many years, the responsibility of being a teacher to his disciples and grandchildren does not allow him to be reckless. In the past, he would definitely break up with him for Baoyue Fahrenheit, but after Jiang Chensha's death, he realized that I and Yuehuashi are already an inseparable one, self-willed and reckless behavior will only hurt others and myself.

Yan Qiudao sighed, and wanted to touch his head, but suddenly realized that the man was no longer old enough to get close to him, so he had to give up after thinking about it, and gave a wry smile.

"It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. When you have the ability to fight against others, I will never stop you if you want to seek revenge. I think my friend also doesn't want you to fly moths into the flames and seek your own death."

"Based on your words, don't say ten or twenty years, I can wait even a hundred years!"

After that, Yan Qiudao, who was seriously injured, retreated to recuperate, and only claimed to study spells to the outside world, and he left for ten years.

In ten years, Xiao Chen was promoted from Master Xiao to Elder Xiao in the eyes of his disciples. He took off the green shirt he inherited from Jiang Chensha and put on a water-colored robe, truly becoming a member of the Yuehua clan.

He didn't even ask where Jiang Chensha was sleeping in the past ten years, and where was the wordless stele erected from his last words. Be by his side until the soul returns to Huangquan, and the day of reunion.

The young snake that hatched when Jiang Chensha died had become a mighty python like its father in the past ten years, like the proud dragon of the sky, always by Xiao Chen's side.

He has a bad temper and often threatens his disciples with his teeth and claws. He is obedient like a cat in front of him alone. its head.

For a while, members of the Yuehua clan rumored that Elder Xiao was stimulated by the suzerain's retreat, saying that he couldn't ask for the suzerain, but the suzerain avoided seeing him. Cang python.

A disciple who couldn't see it told him about it, but he laughed and said, "Seven points are true and three points are false, so it's not wrong."

The little disciple scratched his head, unable to understand the meaning of his words.

Xiao Chen replied again: "I once heard Master Xuyun of the Buddhist sect say that when the egg-born spirit beast is conceived in the early stage, it must be cultivated with blood. After complicated witchcraft and long waiting, it will be able to accommodate the soul of the dead. After all, animals are also Well, no matter the spirit beast, they are all creatures without souls. After death, they return to the dust and can never be found again. If they can carry the soul body and consciousness of the deceased... that would be great."

"But Master Xiao, didn't Buddhism say that those who did evil in life will fall into the animal life after death? How can those animal creatures have no soul?"

"This is how the benevolent sees the benevolent and the wise sees wisdom. The Yuehua family belongs to the Taoist school rather than the Buddhist school. They have different purposes and ideas, and what they seek is also different, but I want to believe that this is true, even if it is wishful thinking."

Before the little disciple could answer, he was startled by the figure suddenly appearing outside the door, and pulled Xiao Chen's sleeve in a daze, only then did the man see the person who had listened to most of the conversation.

"metropolitan."

"I didn't see you greet me with a smile when I left the customs. It was just a non-salty sentence, really cold."

Yan Qiudao sent his disciple out the door, walked up to Xiao Chen, and smiled to see him teasing Cang Mang who was having fun.

"In this way, the rumors are true."

"Sovereign, ten years have come."

Hearing his words, Yan Qiudao immediately turned cold.

"I haven't seen you for ten years, and we meet again after a long time. Do you still miss him?"

"Should I forget him?"

Xiao Chen's rhetorical question was very harsh, and finally angered him, who had always been forbearing and repeatedly retreated.

He grabbed Xiao Chen's neckline and pulled him closer, anger remained in his normally smiling eyes.

"Then what am I in your eyes?"

"metropolitan."

"I want to hear your truth!"

"When we first met, I was a rival in love, but now, I am the suzerain."

Calm without any fluctuation, Yan Qiudao laughed back in anger.

"What a rival in love, what a suzerain! Xiao Chen, do you know why he sought you out and chose you?"

"These are not important anymore..."

"No! It's very important! From the moment he chose you, you were destined to become my fellow practitioner who seeks the Tao and be used by me for the rest of your life. I could have devoured all your spiritual power and ascended to immortality as soon as possible by occupying your talent. But I didn't! I gave up the opportunity that should have been in the world, I pity you, I wish I could integrate you into my bone marrow and treat you kindly, and your return to me is just a estranged suzerain?"

This was the first time in Yan Qiudao's life that he expressed his innermost feelings. He let go of all his pride and reserve and his identity as the suzerain of the Yuehua Clan, and made a real return to Yan Qiudao.

Knowing that he would be rejected, he still hugged Xiao Chen and locked him in his arms, not allowing him to escape.

"I don't have the lofty consciousness of sacrificing selfishness for the fulfillment of what I love, but I will never allow you to play with your own life. I can keep you in Yuehuashi at all costs, even..."

Turning his hand around the man's neck, Yan Qiudao ignored Xiao Chen's struggle and forcibly untied his belt, while holding him in his arms, he said the most shocking and frightening words to Xiao Chen.

"Even if it's the following unbearable means to make you hate me to the bone..."

The author has something to say: the suzerain let go of that tsundere and let me do it! !