The teacher is a fish

Jiuli once said that Shen Qingshu had two painful memories in his life.

But now Jiang Shuyin suddenly realized that Jiuli was wrong.His most painful memories are actually three paragraphs in total.

The first part is about Liu Xiwan's death, the second part is about an accident in the teacher's school, and the last part...is about Jiang Shuyin's leaving without saying goodbye.

After hearing the news about Bi Qingcang and Hua Xiyan, Shen Qingshu fell into a coma day after day, and Jiang Shuyin also guarded him day after day.From the time of day, to the night, to the silent night, at every moment, I dare not close my eyes.

I was afraid that when he woke up, he would face the boundless darkness alone.

The Polar Palace and various sects sent many disciples to search deep into the deep cliff where they fell, but after searching for a long time, there was no news.Every time they go deeper into the bottom of the cliff, they only get a smaller chance of survival.

Such a result, not only them, but even Jiang Shuyin couldn't help but deeply doubt: Could it be that later Bi Qingcang and Hua Xiyan were just people with the same name and surname, but also extremely similar?

After all, all the news I got now is that Bi Qingcang became an exorcist, and Hua Xiyan was robbed of his soul by Sade Star.

But after 2000, Bi Qingcang Hua Xiyan, except for his appearance and name, except for a roughly similar personality, it does not correspond to all of the current ones at all.

How can it be said that one has become an exorcist, and the other has no soul?

These days, Shen Qingshu didn't wake up even once.It's just that sometimes, she would wrinkle her delicate and beautiful Yuanshan eyebrows, and mutter in her mouth: "Why, why did you ruin everything..."

Every time at this time, Jiang Shuyin had no choice but to stand by his side and hold his hand to show that he was no longer alone.

He was very afraid, very afraid that once he fell asleep, he would never wake up again.

"Master... Shu Yin was wrong. Shu Yin shouldn't have left without saying goodbye, shouldn't have never seen you, and he shouldn't have kept that absurd promise during the crusade against the West Pole... If I hadn't said If you do that, you won’t abide by it, and you won’t be sealed for 120 years.”

Holding his cold hand, Jiang Shuyin's voice trembled slightly.After choking for a long time, he tried to open his mouth, his eyes full of sadness: "Master, please, don't leave me alone in this cold world."

Without you, Jiang Shuyin, he would go crazy.

Later, a whole half a month!

Shen Qingshu finally opened his eyes. When he opened his eyes, there seemed to be a bottomless pool of water in his eyes.Although the water was deep, there was not even the slightest wave.

Calm and scary.

When he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Jiang Shuyin's bloodshot eyes.

The two stared at each other silently for a moment, and he finally said: "Thank you." In just three words, I don't know how much sorrow was expressed. Although the voice was calm enough, it was still stained with a little hoarseness that could not fade away.

Jiang Shuyin forced a smile at him: "Just wake up."

After saying this, there was another suffocating silence between the two.

Neither of them seemed to know what to say, but they seemed to have nothing to say.After staring at each other for a long time, until the moon outside the window slanted slightly, Shen Qingshu broke the silence again: "You once said that Star Sade died in the end." His tone returned to the calmness before, and he paused slightly. Then he said: "Then I want to ask you something, you must answer truthfully."

Jiang Shuyin already understood what he was about to say, but slightly drooped her long, dark eyelashes, and responded softly with her nasal cavity.

Hearing his promise, Shen Qingshu fell silent again.He seemed to be calming down his emotions: "Is it me who killed him?"

Jiang Shuyin lowered his head and paused for a long time before slowly nodding.

Because he lowered his head, he couldn't see Shen Qingshu's expression.Although he couldn't see it, he knew that his expression at this time must be in pain.

After lowering his head for a long time, Jiang Shuyin never had the courage to look up at his expression, but dared to say lightly: "Master, if you want to cry, then do so."

Unexpectedly, Shen Qingshu just closed his eyes lightly, and although his voice was sour, he still swallowed his tears deeply: "No more."

A few days later, the bleak red autumn finally passed, and the earth ushered in the first snow of this year.

Snow used to be a beautiful scenery in Jiang Shuyin's eyes.But now this beautiful scenery is still there, but from the beautiful scenery he liked in the past, he can see the icy coldness.

After a serious illness, Shen Qingshu's body is still not fully recovered.Jiang Shuyin had forced him to rest on the bed, but in the end he still couldn't resist his persistence, so he still asked him to walk through the snow and ice, wearing a cloak like snow, among the snow-covered plains.

In the Taiji Palace, plum blossoms as white as snow are planted.Now it is snowing heavily, the white snow is falling on the snow-colored flowers, so that people can't tell who is the flower and who is the snow.

I can only know that the flower is proud and unrestrained in the cold.

Even the harshest frost and snow cannot defeat it.

This kind of arrogance, this kind of clear and beautiful color.Jiang Shuyin couldn't help but think of Alijia, the former scumbag of the immortal sect, and now the patriarch of the four veins, Sa Dexing.

On the corner of his clothes, no matter it was or is now, it is embroidered with red plum blossoms that look like blood.

Same person, two different names.

One is the pure snow lotus in the fairyland fairyland, and the other is the scorching other side of hell.

He obviously symbolizes the plum blossom in adversity, but he named himself Baimei Old Ghost.Baimei Baimei, where is he still Baimei now? ——Or, his heart has always been that flawless white plum, but it was just wrapped by the bewitching red other side, so he lost his way?

But no matter what, whether he is helpless or not.I'm afraid Sa Dexing himself knows that he has killed so many people, and he has never let go of his brothers who grew up... So God, I am afraid that he has long been unable to tolerate him.

With a long sigh, Jiang Shuyin closed his eyes and opened them again. When he looked at the people in the snow, there was only tenderness in his eyes: everything now is an illusion, even something that has already happened.

Regardless of whether these things will have a little impact after his sudden appearance.But these are not important anymore, because the real Sad Xing is dead, and the real Shen Qingshu has already endured it alone.

The most important thing now is to work with Shen Qingshu to overcome this disaster.

When he looked at Shen Qingshu, Shen Qingshu who was burning paper money in the snow also noticed his gaze.

"Why don't you set up spiritual seats for them and put them in the ancestral hall together with the master?" Jiang Shuyin walked towards him slowly, only to see that his handsome face was a little flushed from the cold because his body had not yet recovered.Compared with usual, he always felt more kind and kind to his relatives.

"They are slightly different from Master. As long as their bodies are not found for a day, I will not believe that they are dead."

Jiang Shuyin also knelt down to burn those white and yellow paper money with him: "Then why burn paper money for them?"

The tip of Shen Qingshu's nose was red, and one side of his face was colored by the orange flames: "Although I burned the paper, it doesn't mean that I admit that they are dead."

Hearing these words, Jiang Shuyin couldn't help laughing—as expected, it was my master.