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

Jiang Wenyun pushed open the door of the tea room, Xian Yu had already changed into clean new clothes, the water soaked in the fragrance of tea slowly flowed down from the mouth of the purple sand pot, and a clear line of water flowed on the wall of the white porcelain teacup. water stains.

"coming?"

Xian Yu refilled two cups of tea and put them in front of her, casually said, "Sit down."

Jiang Wenyun nodded, sat down and took a sip of tea, and said directly: "I've heard about Gu Rongjing from Ling'er. I've never heard of such a thing, even in books. There is a different case. ..."

Hearing this, Xian Yu gently put down the white porcelain cup in her hand.

"You mean, Duoshe?"

"Exactly." Xian Yu didn't show any surprise, which meant that he had thought about such a possibility.Therefore, Jiang Wenyun has no taboos, "The method of seizing the house is extremely vicious, and the possibility of success is very low, and even if the house is seized from someone else, if the soul and the body are not compatible, there will be problems of all sizes, ranging from illness to illness. In severe cases, the soul will fly away."

No one can tell who caused the injury on Gu Rongjing's body. If he deliberately injured his body in order to hide the side effects of seizing the house...

It's not impossible.

These words are too direct, if it were someone else, Jiang Wenyun would definitely not tell the truth so bluntly.But it is precisely because of getting along with her that she understands Xian Yu's heart and his personality, so she doesn't want him to be deceived even more.

Otherwise, if there is a one-in-ten-thousand possibility of being caught by them, it will be even more painful if you know the truth in the future.

"I understand your concerns."

Xian Yu tapped lightly on the table with her fingertips, making regular clicking sounds.Before he asked Jiang Wenyun to come over, he had already thought about all the possibilities, whether it was good or bad, he had already made a judgment in his heart.

"There's something I haven't told you all this time."

Xian Yu vomited out all the incidents of meeting the Demon God after jumping into the Sword Cleansing Pond in the Jiange that day, including all the details after meeting the Demon God, "At first I had the same doubts as you, but If he wasn't the demon god, and the half of the soul on the Jade Blood Sword, why did he have such a crack on his face? I think about it now, when we parted that day, the demon god said, it was you, and said this was the scar I left him... "

Jiang Wenyun nodded, "Do you think that the crack on the broken knife corresponds to that scar? Speaking of which, when I checked Gu Rongjing's pulse just now, I also found that the scars on his face seemed to grow, even if the blood was wiped off, After applying hemostatic powder, the wound is still tearing and spreading.”

It's just that there was a lot of chaos at that time, and she didn't have time to take a closer look.

Xian Yu said: "That wound is deeper than when I saw him last night."

It was because of this scar that he dispelled all his vigilance.

"Even so, you can't completely believe it. In short, it's always right to be more careful in everything." Jiang Wenyun sighed, and shook her head in puzzlement, "Gu Rongjing's soul is intact, he doesn't look like he has lost his soul... It’s really unbelievable.”

"The Jade Blood Knife is split into two, I always feel that it is implying something."

"Split into two?" Jiang Wenyun thought for a moment, and suddenly had a bold idea, "Will it be..."

Xian Yu nodded, "I want to go with you."

When he was in the land of no one, he cut the Jade Blood Knife in half with one sword, and since then, its whereabouts have never been heard in the world. 500 years later, Wen Fei searched for Gu Rongjing's whereabouts in every possible way, which made him stop thinking about it.After all, Bixue Dao himself said that his cultivation base is much higher than that of Gu Rongjing. Perhaps the magic power accumulated for thousands of years has never been dissipated, but it is just sealed in Bixue Dao, only waiting for the day when the sword is broken and reworked, and the two souls become one .

"So..." Jiang Wenyun suddenly stood up, "Gu Daoyou is not very dangerous now?"

Xian Yu shook her head, "Since he can escape from the sea of ​​suffering, it means he has figured out a way. Have you forgotten the broken meridian in his right hand?"

"You mean that Gu Rongjing deliberately cut off his meridian?" Jiang Wenyun hissed, "If possession of the Jade Blood Knife is the condition, then he doesn't need to do these useless efforts, which means there are other trigger conditions?"

Xian Yu held the teacup that was already warm and cold, but didn't answer.

"But what if he never wakes up?"

There were too many information flooding her mind, Jiang Wenyun suddenly thought of the most terrifying possibility, and shuddered.If the Gu Rongjing they are familiar with can't wake up, then it will be a matter of time to merge with the Jade Blood Knife. Right now, "Gu Rongjing" is still somewhat sensible, and they are all reporting such strong hostility towards them. What if in the future...

Could it be that everything seen in the Sword Washing Pool will eventually become a reality?

Xian Yu shook her head, "No way."

Moreover, he always had an intuition that the Jade Blood Knife was Gu Rongjing. They looked completely different, but after peeling off the shell, they were all the same person.

When he was young, Xian Yu was mischievous and yelled all day that he wanted to ride on the shoulders of his senior brother, climb trees to catch cicadas, catch shrimps and fish by the stream, play wildly, and only refused to go home until he was covered in muddy water. Later, the childishness gradually faded away, and after the death of the master, he became more mature and stable.But if you tell this past story to others, Gree has eight eyes that can be amazed.

It seems that in everyone's impression, although he sometimes walks loosely and out of tune, he is extremely reliable when he is serious.

No, he was once a child too.

This is how Gu Rongjing and Jade Blood Knife made him feel——

Bixue Dao looks vicious and suspicious, talkative and world-weary, and difficult to get along with; Gu Rongjing doesn't care about anything, has an indifferent personality, reticent, seems to be very different, but after careful observation, he can find similarities.

Shaking and undulating in the paper curtain over and over again, finally gathered into a thin piece of rice paper, fragile and tough.

But they shouldn't be.

Xian Yu pushed the door open with a plate of food and walked in. After a day of tossing around, it was getting late, the candles in the room were not lit, and the light was dim.

"Why don't you light the lamp? Are you asleep?"

No one responded.

Xian Yu fumbled to put down the food plate, raised his hand and waved lightly, and the candles in the room were instantly lit up, brightly lit.Gu Rongjing half leaned on the bed, crossed his arms and looked out the window, silently.

"Since you haven't slept, why don't you say anything?"

Xian Yu followed his gaze, only seeing the shadow of a whirling tree.Gu Rongjing still didn't answer, he walked over, patted his leg lightly, and said patiently, "You can't wear shoes on the bed, it will stain the bedding."

And before leaving, didn't you help him take off his shoes?

Did he go out?

A thousand thoughts swirled in Xian Yu's mind, Gu Rongjing glanced at him, shrank his legs uncomfortably, and said awkwardly, "I don't like taking off my shoes."

He used to be just a remnant soul, and he was already used to sleeping in clothes, shoes and socks, it made no difference to him whether he took them off or not.and……

Gu Rongjing looked out of the window subconsciously, and the shadows of the trees that were blurred in the dark gradually became clear under the illumination of candlelight and moonlight, revealing the outlines of the branches and leaves.

Moreover, lying in a corner with his shoes on and leaning on his sword gave him an inexplicable sense of security.

The sense of security that I hate but can't completely give up.

"It's so strange." Gu Rongjing said suddenly, "Huo Xuan obviously regretted it when he sent troops to attack the realm of comprehension, why did he continue?"

"What did you say?"

Xian Yu was a little surprised when he heard Huo Xuan mentioned for the first time.

What made him even more unexpected was that the stubborn brother he had always thought of in his mind... also regretted it?

He had mixed feelings in his heart, and finally he could only sigh: "Maybe it's because he already knows that he can't turn back."

"Why? Why can't you turn back?"

Gu Rongjing suddenly turned his head around and stared straight at him.

Those blue eyes were close at hand, and when the emerald color stared at each other, there was an inexplicable depth and temptation.Xian Yu was stunned for a while before recalling his question.

"Probably because, even if we look back, there will be no place for him in the cultivation world." Xian Yu said, "He has killed so many people, made so many debts, and is the demon revered by all demons..."

The firelight pushed him too high.

When he reacted, the ground was already far away from him, only the fire that could burn everything was left to surround him, with no way to go.

"There is no room for him in this world."

Xian Yu said, "He can't adapt to the life of ordinary people anymore."

Because I understand this, even if I regret it and know that there is a darkness that can eat people ahead, I have to knock down my teeth and swallow my blood without looking back.

"Why did you suddenly think of asking this?"

Gu Rongjing was stunned for a while, then replied slowly, "It's nothing."

Seeing that he seemed unhappy, Xian Yu patted the edge of the bed and smiled briefly, "...Okay, let's not talk about this, let's get up and eat."

Gu Rongjing wanted to refuse, but was pushed off the bed by Xian Yu, and reluctantly followed him to the table.Xian Yu opened the plate covering the food, revealing steaming, fragrant home-cooked dishes underneath.

"I don't think you have eaten much food in the world. It's a pity that the two best cooks in the family are not here, so I can only show you. If it doesn't taste good later, don't take offense."

"You did this?"

Gu Rongjing looked at him in surprise, with weird eyes, "You know how to cook?"

That expression seems to say, isn't 'he' cooking for you all the time?

"..." Xian Yu gave him a brainstorm, and after hearing a groan of complaints with satisfaction, she said, "Of course I can cook, but it's all done by him in the end, and I rarely do it. Here's the chance."

"It sounds so nice, isn't it just asking me to try the dishes?"

Gu Rongjing pursed his lips unhappily, and raised his hand to grab the chopsticks, but he didn't know how to use them in the palm of his hand, he behaved at a loss, and was in a dilemma.

The time he followed Jin Brahma was only a few years, and he hadn't turned into a human form at that time, but he was faintly nourished by the devil's energy and the master's breath, and then he was in the Infernal Hell where people can't see people, ghosts, ghosts, etc. It's been 500 years since the place where the birds don't shit, and now it's amazing to be able to communicate with people normally. He used chopsticks to dig out from his few memories, and the others...he really doesn't know how.

He frowned tightly, threw his chopsticks, and said angrily, "Why is it so troublesome? Can't I eat it with my hands?"

Isn't this hand easier to use than those two thin sticks?

Why do you have to torture yourself.

His face was full of anger and self-abandonment. Xian Yu couldn't help but want to laugh, but she was afraid of poking his fragile heart when she laughed, so she quickly pursed her lips and said solemnly: "No, how dirty is it to eat with your hands? If you really can’t use it, use a spoon.”

Xian Yu showed him a demonstration, and Gu Rongjing himself followed suit, and soon opened up a new world, holding the spoon in his palm and devouring it hungrily, asking humbly for advice, "What is this?"

"It's a mushroom."

"Where is this green one?"

"This is a shallot, cut into slices."

"What about the pieces?"

"This is ginger."

"Ginger." Before Xian Yu could stop it, Gu Rongjing took a bite and spit it out immediately, "It tastes weird."

"That's natural. Ginger is only used to remove the fishy smell."

Xian Yu suddenly remembered that when he was at the inn in Xianri Town, he said he liked whatever dish he put in for Gu Rongjing, so Xian Yu deliberately put a piece of ginger in it. Gu Rongjing looked at his face and said he liked it hesitantly, and was scolded by him.Thinking about the funny things that happened at that time now, I really can't help but want to laugh.

Xian Yu poked the chopsticks and helped him remove all the ginger slices, and said while pinching, "Just cooking the meat will have a fishy smell, so marinate the meat with ginger and scallion cooking wine before cooking. It will have a fishy smell, and it will taste better...these things are called condiments."

This one sentence after another, I almost fainted.

"You human beings are really troublesome." He frowned and said sarcastically: "I don't think about cultivation every day, but I study what can be eaten and what can't... No wonder there are very few people who can become immortals."

His tone was not pleasant. If Su Ran was around, he might start a fight when he heard Gu Rongjing say such words.

But Xian Yu has quickly gotten used to his cynicism, and is still in the mood to tease him instead, "You are also a human being now, and you have to learn to live in trouble."

"..."

Gu Rongjing said indifferently, "You made a mistake, he is a human being. What am I who is neither a human nor a ghost? Your good apprentice may wake up in the next moment, and now is the last time between you and me."

"You better not have any expectations of me."

He paused, put down his spoon, "I'm not a cat or dog, I won't be domesticated by you."

"You've said that before."

Xian Yu poured a cup of tea and handed it to him, with a calm tone, "How do you know that this is the last time? There will always be a chance to see you again."

"It's better not to see each other."

Gu Rongjing sneered, "Seeing me means nothing good."

Xian Yu was silent.

He wanted to refute, but he knew that Gu Rongjing was right.Judging from the current situation, if he sees the Jade Blood Knife again, there will only be a bloody storm, so he didn't answer.

Tell a sober man he is drunk and he will only suffer more.

At night, Gu Rongjing was unwilling to let Xian Yu sleep in the same room with him, even if Xian Yu used the floor as a bed.

He said so.

"I'm used to sleeping alone, and I don't like someone watching over me. What's more, last time someone took advantage of my unpreparedness and slapped me on the neck... I still remember this account."

Gu Rongjing said sadly.

He was so determined that Xian Yu had no choice but to give in.

Before leaving, he suddenly turned around.

"You should be very clear that Wen Fei's aptitude is far inferior to yours. The Jade Blood Knife is a magic knife handed down in ancient times. It has been infected with the magic energy of Jin Brahma God and has stayed in Wujian for many years. No one is more suitable than you to be this A murderous 'knife'."

"You stay here for a day, and I will protect you for a day."

Xian Yu said frankly, "But if you leave Linglong Mountain, Wen Fei will find you someday, then there will only be one way left to go."

A road of no return like Huo Xuan.

Gu Rongjing was arranging the bedding clumsily, and when he heard this, he glanced at him, and this time he was unexpectedly no longer acting strangely.

"I know."

He emphasized his tone, "I won't go, you can 'rest assured'."

Xian Yu nodded, blew out all the candles except one, opened the door and left.

Gu Rongjing breathed a sigh of relief.

Xianyu is nice, but he is not used to it.This kind of protection in the name of caring reminded him inexplicably of the days when he was locked in a room and was watched all the time.

He hated being at the mercy of others.

There was no one in the room, Gu Rongjing opened the window to let fresh air in, the crow sat on the dense branches and screamed hoarsely, because he had no experience, the bird that represented bad luck to others was in his eyes the same as the oriole There is no difference, both can scream and fly.

When hiding in the branches, you can feel the exuberant vitality.

People come and go all the time during the day, and it is his time until the dead of night.Gu Rongjing held up the only bright candle lamp in the room, and raised his arm to let the fire light illuminate the surrounding corners. He silently looked at it, from as big as the standing cabinet placed in the corner to as small as a horn comb on the table. .

Copper, silver, wood, and porcelain are all things he has never seen before.

Cloth towels, washbasins, screens, and a bathtub that can accommodate one person behind him, as well as deep purple soft curtains with intricate patterns intertwined with stitches and threads, and purse tassels hanging on the head of the bed.

Everything is so dexterous and meticulous, he has to touch each one lightly, feel the texture of the cloth, and feel everything he has never seen before.

There is a bookcase in Gu Rongjing's room. This is the room where Huo Xuan slept in when he was a child, and it was later given to Xian Yu when he was a teenager.After the master passed away, Xian Yu felt very lonely, so she moved into the master's room.

The room has been vacant since then.

When Gu Rongjing moved in, the layout of Xian Yu's childhood was still preserved here. He didn't move much, he just put some strange and odd things into boxes, and simply added some of his own things.

Among them, this bookcase is preserved.

The founder of Ruyimen was originally from a scholarly family, and the habit of reading has been preserved from generation to generation. Xianyu was very mischievous when she was a child, and the only thing she can do is to let her master and senior brothers feel at ease when reading. The bookcase is full of books. It was a volume of poems he had read when he was a child, and there were still notes written in small script with hairpin flowers on it.

Gu Rongjing didn't know about this.

He picked out a book at random. The book with a blue seal and white background was very soft, and it would be torn apart if it was pulled hard.Bi Xuedao was illiterate, and no one had taught him. All he saw were large and small complicated squares, and every word was like a map.

clap clap.

He imitated the action of reviewing and quickly flipping through. Almost every blank page would leave a piece of notes made by the owner. Some of them felt that they wrote too much. .Some write less, just a few lines of words can be solved.

Turning over and over, suddenly stopped.

Holding the spine of the book with one hand, he took out a note from the gap between the pages with his fingertips. This note was dyed with peach blossoms, which was really beautiful.There is also a line of small characters written on it, but some of the strokes are crooked. After comparing it, I found that it was imitating the owner's handwriting.

After that, every few pages, such a disposable note will be clipped, it will not leave the slightest trace of damage on the book, just like a most common and ordinary leaf, which is clipped in this book that has already faded away. Among the old books that probably will never be opened by the owner again.

Bi Xuedao couldn't understand it, but felt envious.

He doesn't like reading, he doesn't like writing, he doesn't like ginger, he doesn't like taking off his shoes when he sleeps, and he doesn't like human beings who have to follow the rules in everything.

But at the same time, he was extremely envious.

Envy, not jealousy, is because he deeply understands——

He was not domesticated by Xian Yu, but he was domesticated by the thousands of years of captivity and use. He couldn't do such an ordinary and most ordinary life, which happened to everyone every day.

He has been unable to adapt.