When you wake up, all the apprentices are betrayed and leave the teacher's door

The sky is full of yellow sand, and the color of the setting sun gradually dims in the desert.A young man in coarse linen with a yellow scarf on his head opened the curtain and came out of the inn. Just as he was about to close the door, a shambling black figure gradually approached in the distance. Sand and dust blocked his vision. He squinted for a long time before finally I saw that it was a young man.

The area within a radius of ten miles was devoured by the desert, and the feet were not covered with mud, but with dust that would sink into them at the slightest movement, making it difficult to walk.

The man was no longer surprised, and when he got closer, he said: "Brother, do you want to stay at the top or stay at the hotel?"

In order to prevent snakes and insects from biting, the inn deliberately raised a floor.The young man in black stood under the stage with a kerchief covering his face, so he couldn't see his facial features clearly.

"I want a bowl of water."

As soon as he opened his mouth, the man was shocked. Unexpectedly, the young man in front of him looked very strong and strong, but his voice was very hoarse. It must have been a long time since he had drunk water.Feeling pity in his heart, he opened the door, "Okay, I'll get you some water. It's dusty outside, so go in and have a seat first."

The young man thanked him and followed him into the inn.

After entering, I found that there were many people sitting on the second floor of the inn. It was quiet from the outside, but it was very lively inside.Presumably business must be good.

The young man who entertained him brought the kettle, and seemed to see his doubts, and explained while pouring tea, "A few years ago, the imperial court built an official road at Wudao Pass, which connected with the small country of Changyu in the southeast. Merchants come and go to trade, within a hundred miles, our inn is the largest."

Wudaoguan is adjacent to the uninhabited land, and the environment is harsh and sparsely populated. It was extremely difficult to use and develop, but fortunately, it can connect with the southeastern countries and form a commercial road.The countries of Changyu are rich in fruit, but there is an urgent shortage of porcelain and jade, and a large amount of imports is also made every year.Over time, businessmen found business opportunities, and even though it was a dangerous place, there was an endless stream of people coming and going.

The young man in black gently opened the window next to him and looked out through the crack. The Zhenguan Stone of Wudaoguan was faintly visible thousands of miles away, but he could only find this afterimage from 500 years ago. up.

"It's been a long time since I've been here, the changes are really big."

He lowered the curtains, and the man beside him smiled, "The little brother may have misremembered, this uninhabited desert is constantly eroding out every year, my grandfather lived here for generations, and it was already 200 years ago." This is what it looks like."

The young man in black shook his head and did not answer.

The man asked again: "Little brother, do you want to stay in the inn? It happens that there is still a double room here. I see that the sky outside has already darkened, and it is getting dark quickly. There are still several hours away from here to the next post station." Woolen cloth."

"No need." The man in black picked up the tea bowl and drank it down, then took out a handful of spirit stones from his sleeve and put them on the table, "This is tea money, thank you."

"Guest officer, it's just a bowl of water, it doesn't take so much..."

Before the words finished, the man in black got up and walked out of the house. The big man hurriedly stopped him and persuaded him, "Don't worry, little brother. I only open this inn for those who do good deeds, and I won't charge you money. You are not good here." Familiar, I didn’t know that there would be wind and dust storms in the desert at night, if you are not careful, you will be swept away. Moreover, the temperature drops sharply this night, and snakes, rats, eagles and scorpions often appear and hurt people. If you want to hurry, you might as well wait until tomorrow dawn. There will be a camel convoy passing by, and I am very familiar with the foreman of their convoy, so just ask him to take you away when the time comes."

The man in black originally wanted to decline, but then he thought about it. Although he came here 500 years ago, the vicissitudes of life have changed. If he knows the way, he may not be as good as these old natives who have lived for many years.

What's more, Lao Shizi's body is full of injuries. After soaking in the sea for a night and walking on the Gobi beach for a day, he is a soul body, so it doesn't matter, but this broken body may collapse at any time.

Wouldn't it be too unfair to die in this desert?

He pondered for a moment, and did not refuse the other party's kindness again, "Then I will trouble you."

"What's the trouble?" the man said with a smile, "The environment of Wudaoguan is too difficult and dangerous. My ancestors have lived here for generations. It wasn't until the rise of business that we made some money by doing business, so we wanted to live here. Open an inn everywhere, so that travelers who pass by can come in and rest when they are tired from hard work."

"By the way, what's your name, little brother?"

"..." The man in black was silent for almost a century before he said, "Bi."

Bi?Do you have this surname?

Or is he ignorant?

The man scratched his head, cupped his hands and said, "So it's little brother Bi."

As he said, he went to the counter and took out a bunch of keys, two of which were hanging on it, and he took one and handed it to the young man in front of him, "This is the last room in our inn, although there is already one person in it, but The two rooms on the left and right are separated by a bamboo screen curtain, which does not interfere with daily life, so let me offend my little brother first."

"Crossing the road and settling down, how can you talk about grievances?"

The man in black took the key, thanked him and went upstairs.

There was someone next to him asking for refills of tea, and the man hurried over with the kettle. After a busy journey, the sky darkened, he locked the door of the inn, and when he was about to go back to the room to rest, he suddenly found that the right skirt pants were always a little heavy.Opening it up, a strange purse was tied around her waist unknowingly.

When I opened it, I saw that it was full of spirit stones.

The man in black opened the door with a key. Although the living room in front of him was simple and small, it was well-equipped with all kinds of internal organs, including a lot of tea tables and chairs.There is a bamboo door on the left and right, and the latch can be locked from the inside of the bedroom, which can be regarded as saving space.He walked into the room, and there was a four-foot single bed in the room, complete desks and cabinets, and a bathtub behind the short screen, which could just accommodate a grown man.

The left and right rooms must be the same size, so the two rooms only occupy a slightly larger space than the single room. Many travelers live.

Fortunately, he is not a squeamish character, no matter whether it is soft quilt or linen, a knife can be used as a bed wherever it is lying.He took out the fire pocket from the mustard ring, blew it clumsily for several times but failed to produce fire, finally got tired of it, and simply flicked his fingertips, and the open flame lit up from the candle wick.

There are a lot of panacea herbs in the mustard ring, but it's a pity that for hundreds of years, he has either been lodged in the blade, or stayed in the inexhaustible tormented by fire and ice every day, and knows nothing about this kind of human invention.The names marked on these bottles and cans are also extremely complicated, such as Good Fortune Pill, Baiyu Paste, Huiqi Pill, and Butian Pill, he can't recognize a few words, and he managed to pronounce one correctly, but he doesn't know the purpose of this thing .

In a fit of anger, he simply touched a few bottles and jars like drawing lots, swallowed the bitter medicine, sprinkled the powder on the wound, and finally touched a few leaves and spread it on it, wrapped it in gauze, and it was considered a deal. this job.

It is said that good medicine tastes bad and is good for the disease. He has taken more than a dozen medicinal pills, big and small. Even if he doesn't get better, he probably won't die.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, stood up and just stretched his waist, when he heard a cracking sound on the wound on his right hand, and the blood scab that had just formed was cracked again.

"..."

At this time, there was a series of knocks on the door, and the man shouted outside, "Little brother, I brought you dinner."

The man in black got up and wrapped his coat casually around his body. When he went out to open the door, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that there was no movement in the room on the left, and he couldn't even hear the sound of breathing. There was a faint light under the door, and someone must be in the room.

Opening the door, the owner of the inn held a plate of simple but steaming meals, handed the tray to him, and said with a smile: "Little brother, since you have paid the accommodation fee, three meals a day will naturally be provided. These It's made by my wife, although it's a little crude, but the taste is not bad, you should eat and rest well."

"..."

Just as the man in black was about to refuse, the owner quietly put the purse on the tray, and said in a low voice, "I don't need so much for accommodation and three meals a day, and I put the rest back into the purse. Although little brother Don’t care about these extraneous things, but also be careful of revealing your wealth and attracting disaster, and you can’t do this in the future.”

After speaking, he closed the door and left.

Only the man in black was left with a plate of food, two meat, one vegetable and one soup, and a bowl of white rice, at a loss.

He is just a knife, and he is no better than that kid who has lived in the world for 20 years and is proficient in everything.The owner of the shop gave the bowls and chopsticks, but he didn't know how to use them.What's more, this body has already been bigu, and it will not be a problem if I don't eat for a few days.

Thinking of this, he turned his head and knocked on the door on the left, and put the dinner plate at the door. The volume was not loud enough for the people in the back room to hear.

"This meal, please."

After speaking, he covered his throat and frowned.

I don't know if it's a side effect of the return of the soul, but he always feels that his throat is very uncomfortable, and every time he speaks, it hurts sharply.

Presumably sleep will be better.

When it was dawn, he could use the camel convoy to go out of the desert, find a place to heal his injuries, and then plan for the future.

After he left for a long time, the left bamboo door made a slight noise, he pushed the door open with one hand, leaving half a gap, his eyes slowly poked out, and fell on the plate of food.

"crunch-"

Xian Yu closed the door, and a sound-proof circle was set up in the room, and the message stone fell in mid-air, revealing Su Ran's image.Seeing the master coming back, her voice also came from the other end, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Xian Yu shook her head, and put the food on the table. Su Ran could see it from the angle of the messenger stone, "The neighbor brought dinner over."

"So warm-hearted?" Su Ran glanced at them and found that they were all simple home-cooked dishes, but they were very hearty and hearty. She couldn't help feeling a little sad, "Speaking of which, when we were all at Ruyimen, Gu Rongjing was in the small kitchen every day. Open fire, we are all greedy, but this cheapskate never gave us a taste of his handicraft, he only cooks a small stove for you..."

During that time, everyone was fighting and fighting on the mountain, although there were quarrels and disputes, but it was very warm, there was no disturbance from wars, no conspiracy entanglement.I didn't know until I lost it that such an ordinary life is the most rare.

But now, the war between man and devil is imminent, Zheng Shengling went back with his parents to prepare for the battle, Zhao Shengyao Wang Xian's whereabouts are unknown, and even Gu Rongjing is also missing.And she and the master can only be separated in two places now.

After 500 years, the people around her changed, but she was still the one who stayed behind, guarding this Linglong Mountain and the Ruyi Gate inside.

Xian Yu was silent for a while, this time he didn't say empty words or comforts like 'we will get together', but said: "You should know that the sword technique passed down from generation to generation by our Ruyimen is called Guiyi Sword Technique, Guiyi Sword Technique There are seven poses in total, Rong Jing has mastered the first four, but unfortunately I have never had the opportunity to teach him the last three..."

Sensing that his tone was getting serious, Su Ran couldn't help holding her breath.

"Although this set of swordsmanship is not the ultimate swordsmanship, it is the painstaking efforts of my masters and ancestors for thousands of years, and it cannot be ruined in my hands." Xian Yu paused, and said, "Before this, I have used all the moves It's all recorded in the book, if..."

Before Xian Yu finished speaking, Su Ran already knew what he meant.

"I understand." After crying for a while, Su Ran has calmed down a lot now. At this critical moment, she is already the only backing Xian Yu can rely on, so why would she continue to mess around?

"If you and he don't come back, I will pass this book to Zheng Shengling, teach him the moves of Guiyi swordsmanship, and continue the incense of Ruyimen."

Although Xian Yu didn't teach her specifically, Su Ran also lived in the Ruyi Gate. She saw how the disciples practiced swords every day, and she still hasn't forgotten it.Although she is not as deep as Xian Yu, but it is enough to introduce Zheng Shengling.

Xian Yu nodded, "It's been so long since Little Phoenix joined the master's school, and he has experienced all kinds of things on the way. I only had time to teach him some of the most basic sword skills when he was at Ruyimen, and the others were too late..."

Su Ran heard the regret and sadness in his tone, and couldn't help her nose sore, and said quickly: "What's the matter? It's just that the current situation is tense, who is not like this in every household? Wait until the master finds Rongjing in the future , resumed cultivation, cleaned up that stinky boy Wen Fei, and the world has returned to peace, are you afraid that there will be no time to teach? You should give Little Phoenix a vacation at that time."

Xian Yu smiled lightly, "Little Phoenix is ​​very proud and arrogant, he is definitely not a lazy person. I am afraid that when he gets up in the middle of the night, he will be able to see him practicing sword."

"Yeah, there's more to talk about in the future." Seeing that the atmosphere was not as heavy as before, Su Ran also let out a breath, and said quickly, "Okay, I won't disturb the master, you rest, you hurry up After dinner, keep your spirits up, and I have to find someone tomorrow."

Xian Yu hummed, and before taking down the communication stone, he suddenly said: "Su Ran, after everything is over...you can follow your master back to the Valley of the Medicine King."

Su Ran was stunned for a while, and then said after a while: "... Got it."

There was a bit of relief in his tone.

The message stone was removed from the eyes of the formation, it was dim, and Su Ran's image disappeared into the air immediately.Xian Yu injected a bit of spiritual power into it, and the message stone lit up again.He held this round and transparent stone in the palm of his hand, and for some reason, he suddenly remembered that in the secret realm of Jiaoqian, Gu Rongjing found a white stone, held it in his palm and brought it back for him to check, but was laughed at by the bewildered people.

At that time, all my mind was on puzzles and cultivation. I didn't expect that after coming out of the secret realm, there would be no time for the two of them to be alone again.Thinking about it now, I really miss it.

Xian Yu sighed, took a few mouthfuls of the lukewarm meal, and after barely filling his stomach, sat cross-legged on the bed and meditated.

The night in the desert is very difficult, without the sun's exposure, the temperature drops sharply, and all kinds of snakes, rats, mosquitoes and ants come out to look for food.The sea breeze blowing from above the bitter sea stingily infiltrates this dry land, and storms will come from all directions at any time. At night, the window sills and door frames are blown by the wind, and the remaining wind and sand are squeezed in through the gaps. Clean up the room, and a thin layer of sand will accumulate on the window sills, table cabinets and the ground.

Travelers can only wrap themselves in the thick quilts provided by the inn to keep warm, and listen to orders humming outside the window, as if echoing each other in the sea of ​​bitterness.

In the desert, if you do not find a shelter after dark, you only need to sleep for half the night and you will find that you have been "half buried in the loess". You may also find it difficult to orient yourself when you get up.

The travelers in the inn all fell into a deep sleep, Xian Yu meditated for a while, trying to catch the wind and tsunami outside the window, but couldn't help but wonder if Rong Jing could hear such wind.

It's amazing to say that they have only known each other for half a year, but the wind and rain experienced in this half year is more vivid in his memory than the previous twenty years - he is talking about the 25 years when he was really alive and flesh and blood.

Even now, he still can't believe it completely, he believes in Gu Rongjing's past and present lives, and believes that he, like Wen Fei, is a carefully selected weapon.

Wen Fei is the best at bewitching people with rhetoric, so Xian Yu will naturally not believe his words completely, perhaps only when he is in the sea of ​​suffering can he know the truth...

He sighed softly, and was about to fall asleep after blowing out the candle, when he suddenly heard a slight movement of tossing and turning.He opened his eyes slightly, and amidst the rustling of clothes rubbing against each other, there was the sound of painful panting through the crack of the door.

next door……

It seems to be a kind neighbor who sent him meals.

Speaking of which, when the store delivered the food just now, he vaguely heard a sentence or two, and knew that the person living opposite was a man, and the store called him little brother. He must be very young, but his voice was very hoarse, and he didn't seem to be in his twenties at all.

Xian Yu turned around and didn't intend to care about it at first, but after an unknown amount of time, the smell of blood gradually filled the air.

It turned out to be injured.

It's just that the smell of blood has spread to his room, so it must not be a minor injury, if it's left alone...

With a decision in mind, Xian Yu lit a candle and got out of bed.

It was late at night, but I didn't know whether the person opposite had passed out from the pain or was still in a nightmare. Xian Yu knocked on the door for a long time but didn't hear an answer, so she simply cast a small magic spell, pushed the latch behind the door, and took a step forward. go in.

The room is not lit, and the area that the candle can illuminate is not large. A thin bed is leaning against the window, and the slightly raised quilt on the bed can be vaguely seen.The black boots were exposed at the end of the bed, with a little sand and dust on them, just laying naked on the bed sheet, it seemed that the owner was not particular about it.

The closer you get, the stronger the smell of blood.

Xian Yu took a step forward, and suddenly kicked something, which made a splashing sound.He lowered his head and saw that there were more than a dozen medicine bottles that were tilted to and fro. Looking at the labels on them, he didn't expect that they were pills taken by monks, scattered on the ground in a mess.

The man on the bed seemed startled by the noise and let out a muffled snort.

Xian Yu raised the candle to illuminate the man's messy hair, but unfortunately he couldn't see his facial features clearly with his back turned.He walked over and shook the other person's shoulder lightly, "Are you okay?"

The tentacles felt sticky to the touch.

You don't have to look or smell it, just touch it and you'll know it's blood.

The man seemed to regain some consciousness, and spit out a few indistinct words from the roots of his teeth, "... Get lost."

Only the last word is legible.

Xian Yu didn't mind his attitude. If he was a cultivator, it would be easy to understand. With such a serious injury, the identity of the visitor was unknown, so he would naturally be vigilant.

He ignored the man and shook the candle, illuminating the wound on his shoulder.It was bloody and bloody, and some medicinal powder was sprinkled randomly, most of which had melted into the blood, and the gauze was soaked wet, and a lot of liquid could be squeezed out with a twist, it was not known whether it was blood or sweat.

Xian Yu lowered her head and sniffed it lightly. It turned out to be the powder of the ground ear grass. This thing has many uses, it can be used for damp-heat jaundice; it can clear away heat and detoxify, treat poisonous snake bites and wound swelling, or promote blood circulation to reduce swelling. Treat bruises.

However, the festering appearance of the wound did not look like a wound from a poisonous snake bite, but rather a severe burn.

Could it be that this person does not know medical skills?

He thought for a moment, picked up all the bottles and jars on the ground, picked out a few usable ones, and took out some gauze and ointment from the mustard ring.

This person's skin was festered indistinctly, and the outer skin was burned and piled up together, which was inextricably entangled with the blood scab. If he wanted to treat it, he could only debride the wound first, and then apply ointment to stop the bleeding.

As soon as Xian Yu's slightly cold fingers were pressed on his arm, the man suddenly trembled, quickly dodged, and clamped Xian Yu's wrist with his backhand and pressed it against the bed.

Xian Yu was unprepared, there was a sharp pain in his hand, the candle rolled to the ground with a gurgle, the flame was still alive.The man's hoarse voice came from the ear, and he said viciously: "Say, who are you?! Who sent you!"

Somewhat familiar, I don't know where I heard it.

"you misunderstood……"

Xian Yu frowned slightly, and was trying to fight back with strength in her wrists, when she raised her head, a pair of blue eyes suddenly appeared in her eyes, in the dim night and the faint candlelight, they faintly shone like emeralds.

The palm suddenly lost all strength.

"...Rongjing?"

he cried out.