Stone of Other Mountains

When he stood at the foot of Qingyue Mountain again, he felt mixed feelings in his heart. This time, he didn't call him home, but a guest.

In front of the mountain gate, a young sword cultivator lifted up his whitish blue robe and knelt there with his legs bent.The disciples guarding the formation at the gate looked at each other and looked at the person in front of them in disbelief.

"Jianghu Sword Master Xun Faxet came to pay a visit to Qingyue Mountain, and asked for a night." Xun Faxue straightened his back, clasped his hands in a salute, and drooped his head slightly.

A relatively quick-witted little disciple quickly drew a talisman, and entered the sect through sound transmission.After a while, Song Zhi was helped out, and he was indeed much older as Que Lanyi said.

Song Zhi didn't see Xun Faxue for two years, let alone any news, when he saw that person again, he didn't know whether he was happy or sad or angry.

At that time, he was carelessly scratched by a walking corpse, and he recuperated in bed for several months before recovering his life.When he gradually got better, remembering that Xun Faxue had been visiting him for a long time, it suddenly made him very uneasy.

Anxious, he immediately flew to the loquat pavilion in person, and there was an extra loquat tree in the pavilion. Looking at the loquat tree that he had reunited with after a long time, he seemed like a friend for many years, and for no reason, he had the idea of ​​drinking with it to reminisce about the old days.

When he entered Xun Faxue's bedroom to search for someone, what greeted him was a mess all over the floor, and the cigarette stick that fell into two pieces made him panic all of a sudden.He knew that he had lost his Nian Qing again.

For so many years, only he himself has been living in the memories of the past, allowing those crazy branches to grow and prolong, and finally trap him firmly.And those who want to be sober, he can never be trapped.

"Jianghu Jianxiu Xun Fa Xuete came to pay a visit to Qingyue Mountain and asked for a night." Xun Fa Xue looked at the old and haggard person in front of him, and spoke again.

Hearing his words, Song Zhi withdrew his hand that wanted to touch the top of his head, and murmured: "It's good that I'm back, it's good that I'm back."

Hearing this, Xun Faxue didn't get up, but knelt down and repeated the words just now even louder.The little disciples who had been watching were a little puzzled, and whispered on the sidelines.

"You don't even admit that this is your home? Why do you have to go home?" Song Zhi frowned and looked at the stubborn Xun Faxue in front of him, feeling a sense of powerlessness in his heart. "As long as I don't tell the world for a day, you will be my disciple of Qingyue Mountain for a day, and you will be my junior brother Song Zhi for a day."

Xun Faxue raised his head and looked straight at him, and said quietly: "Master Song, can you let me go." It sounded like a pleading, but it was actually very firm.

Before Song Zhi could speak, Xun Faxue stood up and walked towards the mountain gate.

Song Zhi followed him all the way to Pipaxuan, Xun Faxue stood in front of the door and didn't rush in, looking up at the plaque that said Pipaxuan for a long time.

Suddenly, Xun Faxue asked, "What's your late wife's honorable name?"

Song Zhi was stunned for a moment, and then said the name that he hadn't seen in the sun for a long time, "Xunciqing."

Xun Faxue sneered, "I was born because of her, so I think there is nothing wrong with following her surname, and it should be." He quickly collected his face, and said in a tone that could not be rejected: "The other half Return the cold jade to me, it should belong to me."

Song Zhi murmured: "I'll take it and return it to you later, can you..."

Xun Faxue was not in the mood to listen to the nonsense behind him, walked into Pipaxuan, and closed the door without hesitation.

Everything is back to the original point.

He could have lied to himself and pretended nothing happened, but he couldn't stand living in someone else's deception.

Sure enough, Feng Shui in Lin'an is still good. The loquat tree that Duan Chen planted a few years ago is now full of branches and leaves, with big roots and thick roots. I think it will bear fruit this autumn.

The house had already been cleaned, and the furnishings were the same as in those days. Every scene and every thing stimulated his memories.He seems to have really come back, and it seems that everything has changed.

When passing by the bathroom, he caught a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but froze.He looked back at the past, a little strange, but very familiar, it was himself.

There is a huge full-length mirror facing the door in the bathroom, which was installed when he was young.What does the young Xun Faxue look like?High spirits?Or are you arrogant and complacent?Looking at this mirror, he suddenly realized that he had also been frivolous and arrogant before.

But now the person in the mirror is haggard and exhausted, wearing plain clothes, half of his hair is tied up casually with a headband, and a few strands of hair are flying.On this face, what he saw was more vicissitudes. It turned out that he was no longer young.

Those scenes of talking loudly with Que Lanyi about swords and Dao, and playing and laughing with Luo Jiutian, seriously recalled it as if it was yesterday, but it was so far away that he could never catch it again.

Xun Faxue dug out Elder Wuwang's Crescent White Robe from the cabinet and put it on, combed his hair well and tied it with a hair crown.He looked himself up and down in the mirror again, calm and cold, time had already quietly turned a boy into a man.

Xun Faxue sat back on the chair discouraged, ignored these superficial things, closed his eyes and kneaded the mountain roots, thinking about what Que Lanyi had told him.

Que Lanyi's letter to him before only said that there was chaos in the north, but when he came from the north, he didn't notice strong fluctuations in spiritual power, and there was no strong smell of blood, but he was extraordinarily calm.

While Xun Faxue was still thinking hard, Que Lanyi had already rushed over in a hurry.The two of them didn't bother to exchange pleasantries when they saw the superior, Que Lanyi went straight to the point.

"It's the devil's disease. This disease actually started a year ago, but I didn't pay attention to it at the time, thinking it could be suppressed. Who knows, the momentum was good at the beginning. Since October last year, suddenly many people were infected, and the dead numerous."

Xun Faxue frowned, this was much more difficult to deal with than demon cultivators and ghost cultivators, because it was something invisible and intangible.

"Is there a source?"

"Nian Qing, do you still remember that disciple of the Qinghe Sect who had spots on his body?"

"Him?" The words Chang Nian told him suddenly appeared in Xun Faxue's mind, "What happened to Qinghe Sect?"

"The Qinghe Sect didn't have many casualties. That disciple made a mistake before, and was afraid of being held accountable, so he escaped early. He fled to Xingzhou, so..." He didn't continue, looking for Faxue Also guessed the back.

There is only one strange thing, he was fine when he was in Linyi, but he became a plague when he arrived in Xingzhou.

"Now that Xingzhou is closed, the elders mean," Que Lanyi paused, "kill without mercy."

Xun Faxue's pupils shrank suddenly, she clenched her fists and asked tremblingly, "How many people?"

"13."

The two were relatively speechless and fell into silence.Xun Faxue was powerless and angry, he didn't know what kind of disease, how to save people, how to order others to do what.

Finally, Xun Faxue asked coldly: "So, you called me back, do you want me to kill people?"

Que Lanyi remained silent, and Xun Faxue held his head and sneered, "How ridiculous, do you remember that you set up your heart for the world and for the people. But now you," Xun Faxue stopped laughing, and his voice was tainted. Sullen, "You want me to kill those people, there are no living people, how can I make a life? Who are you going to make a life for!"

"The attack is fierce and there is no cure. This is to protect the remaining people." Que Lanyi weakly defended, even he himself found it extremely ridiculous.

"Then how do you know that killing them all will stop the plague. You know better than anyone else that this is a plague, not an ordinary human epidemic."

Que Lanyi fell silent again, he was also very opposed to such a decision, but he was also helpless.That being the case, they can only follow the arrangements of the elders.

"Don't you think that the man behind the walking corpse was not actually caught? No matter how evil a piece of jade is, it is impossible to cause such a big storm. It's just me at the time, I was trapped by private affairs, and I didn't know how to deal with it." Keep exploring." Having said this, Xun Faxue regretted a little bit, at least he shouldn't have been so impulsive at the time.

A paper crane flew in front of Que Lanyi, and he opened it to look, then stood up suddenly and said, "No, I don't know who disclosed the news, now the people of Xingzhou are rioting and want to break out of the city."

Xun Faxue sneered and said, "It's so far away, can an undecided news pass through?"

Que Lanyi met Shang Xun Faxue's deep eyes, and understood what he said, there are spies hidden in the fairy gate, and they are very likely to be high-ranking and powerful.

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It's past eight o'clock on Sunday night, but I still have an assignment to write for a very, very boring academic video.When I turned on the video, I also started to doze off.I complained to my best friend: 10,000+ word novels can be read with a wave of my hand, but I can’t even come up with an unlimited number of words?_?