Inseparable from the Ancient Sword

Shen Ye leaned weakly on the high priest's throne, rubbing his forehead wearily.

"Why are you bothering? He's hurt, and it's not you who love him."

Tong Tong walked slowly into the hall step by step, the only pupil of his eye shone with an inorganic light.

"Hmph, why do I feel sorry for him? Who is he, and what does it have to do with me?"

"Of course he is Chu Qi. No one knows this better than you and me." Tong frankly stated the facts, and then frowned: "Still, you don't want him anymore? That's fine, I happen to have a new kind of Gu worm in my place, and I am in need of experimental products..."

"Don't think about it!"

Shen Ye's voice exploded in the hall, and the out-of-control emotions created a hurricane with a huge amount of fresh air.Shen Ye panted slightly, and gradually calmed down when she saw Tong's cold eyes.

"Yes, you won't understand. How could you understand?" Shen Ye muttered to himself, burying his face in his palms, his shrugged shoulders looked extremely fragile: "He is no longer Xie Yi, nor is he It’s no longer Chu Qi...he’s no longer anyone...they’ve all left me. But even so, even so..."

"You also want him to stay by your side." Tong followed Shen Ye's words and frowned slightly: "I don't quite understand your thoughts. In my opinion, since you can't bear him, you shouldn't Push him away. What you did just now is meaningless."

Shen Ye smiled wryly: "Titomi, humans are such complicated animals. Sometimes, things that are clearly clear to the mind are not acceptable emotionally; and things that are willing to accept emotionally are completely unacceptable to the rational mind. How wrong."

This seems to be beyond the scope of Hitomi's research. He thought about it deeply, and finally shook his head: "In your eyes, emotion is such an important thing? But people don't rely on emotion to survive. Human survival It needs air, food, and water, but it doesn’t need emotion. That kind of thing is simply illusory. I have thrown away human brains, hearts, skin, and flesh, but no, there is no emotion as you call it.”

"I can't explain this to you."

"Then don't explain it. Anyway, you can't convince me, and I can't convince you either."

Shen Ye sighed: "Tong, you always see so clearly."

"...Since you have nothing else to do, I'll go back first."

"and many more!"

Shen Ye called Tong to stop, and slowly asked a question: "That person outside, who do you think he is? Is it Xie Yi, or Chu Qi?"

Hitomi frowned angrily. In his opinion, it is a waste of time to still discuss this kind of issue!

"Of course he is Chu Qi."

"Why? Just because of his broken soul? But don't forget, his soul originally belonged to Xie Yi; and that body was never his. Maybe he once survived as Chu Qi, but Now he has lost all memory of Chu Qi. He is a brand new, memoryless...doll."

Shen Ye gritted his teeth and spat out the last two words.

"What does a person rely on to confirm his existence? Body? Soul? Or memory? If so, if a person keeps his body but changes his soul, is he still him? If a person has a soul but changes his body , then is he still him? If a person retains his soul and body, but forgets all the grievances, hatreds and vows, is he still the same him? And those who are left behind, how should they face that? What about him who has changed his body, lost his soul, and lost his memory?"

Shen Ye's tone revealed heart-wrenching sadness, but Tong just smiled contemptuously: "Why bother so much? What exists is real, as long as you recognize this point."

After speaking, Tong walked out of the hall without looking back.

Three days later, the restored "Chu Qi" returned to the High Priest's dormitory.He originally wanted to bow his knees to salute, but as soon as his knees were halfway down, he remembered that the last time he saluted by himself made the master furious.A good living puppet should not make its master angry, but a good living puppet should not be rude to its master! The ceremony of "Chu Qi" stopped abruptly in the middle, neither up nor down, stuck in mid-air blankly.

Shen Ye heaved a long sigh, he really couldn't see the stupid appearance of "Chu Qi", he went up to hold his hand and helped him up.

"You don't have to be so cautious. I didn't blame you for the previous things. From now on, you can do whatever you want." Shen Ye took "Chu Qi"'s hand and walked out: "You just hide Go figure, I will take you to a place."

In the memory of "Chu Qi", he has never been so intimate with his master.He thought of his master's furious appearance a few days ago, and seeing his gentle and considerate appearance today, he was both confused and pleasantly surprised.Along the way, he just stared blankly at the master's profile, not even knowing where he was being taken.

When "Chu Qi" came back to his senses, he had already been taken under the altar of Shennong. As long as he walked through the high steps, he could go to the foot of the statue of Shennong and confide everything in his heart to the god.

Shen Ye let go of "Chu Qi"'s hand, pointed to the high altar and said: "There is the Shennong altar, I once promised a person to take him up. Although that person is no longer here, I... ...But I want to take you up there..."

Shen Ye stretched out his hand towards Chu Qi: "...Chu Qi... Are you still Chu Qi?"

The master's forbearing gaze almost blinded Chu Qi's eyes, even though he was as dull as he was, he could vaguely perceive the heaviness at this moment.He was silent for a long time, and finally put his hand gently on Shen Ye's palm.

"Subordinate Chu Qi, wish to follow the master forever. Where the master is, the subordinate will be there."

Chu Qi's tone was extremely firm, as if he could see through the mask the forbearance and firm expression afterwards.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Shen Ye raised the corners of his lips, took Chu Qi's hand, and walked towards the altar step by step.

From now on, the two who made the oath in front of the Shennong statue will go hand in hand, walk through the intersecting space, through the continuous time, through the bustling green leaves, through the autumn moon and winter snow, to the same eternal end.

Nothing can separate the two.

Hold your hand and grow old together.

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