Embrace the blade

Cold, as if an impenetrable net wrapped him, penetrated into the texture, and drilled the cold directly into the cracks in the bones.

What time was it? It was the first few days when he and his sister lived on the street. He pulled up his soaked clothes to cover the girl's head, and led her to run across the cobblestone street. The dense rain chased the two children and ran all the way, unable to escape.The rain in the south of the Yangtze River is so cold, and the stone street will never end. He was tired from running, shivering from the cold, and felt that he was going to die.

He stepped into a river and fell down, but the river was warm, hugging him from all directions, like a gentle embrace, he couldn't hold back his tears, and fell endlessly, but there were two hands supporting him , the breath was strange and familiar, he didn't have time to think about it, his consciousness was floating up and down in the warm and dark river.

When Yin Huaishu woke up, there was a smear of light on the window, and the room was lit. He was exhausted and in pain as if he had been run over by a boulder. He blinked his heavy eyelids, but his mind was still muddled and he couldn't react.

There was a hand covering his forehead, which was cool and very comfortable. He half-closed his eyes and didn't move, and he heard someone say: "You are seriously injured, and you caught the cold in the firewood room in winter, and you died." High fever, I've been sleeping all day. I feel better, do you still feel uncomfortable?"

Yin Huaishu was in a daze, and couldn't catch the meaning of the words when he heard them, so he answered vaguely, his eyelids could no longer support him, and he was about to fall asleep again.

The man laughed and said: "Don't sleep too fast, get up and wipe off the ointment, the medicine is almost ready."

It wasn't until this time that his mind turned slowly. Yin Huaishu realized that something was wrong, and suddenly stood up, opened his eyes and saw a gentle and handsome face. Shen Zhiyan was sitting on the side of the bed with a smile in his eyes. stared at him.

"It's you again." When he spoke, Yin Huaishu realized that his voice was also hoarse, "Second Master Shen, why do you like to be so affectionate?"

Shen Zhiyan smiled to himself, didn't answer, opened a small porcelain jar in his hand, dipped some green ointment, and said: "The wound on your face needs some medicine, but I think you didn't sleep well, Afraid of rubbing against the pillow, I waited until now."

"Don't worry about me, I don't need it." Yin Huaishu impatiently opened his extended hand.

Shen Zhiyan paused slightly, put the porcelain pot on the small table beside the bed, and easily grabbed Yin Huaishu's wrist with his free hand, and twisted it skillfully. He was pressed against the head of the bed, and his figure was locked even more firmly, unable to move, but the other party was very well-measured and did not hurt him at all.

The proficiency of Shen Ergong's martial arts can be seen from this. Not to mention that Yin Huaishu is weak now, even in his heyday, it would be easy to suppress him.

Yin Huaishu always knew the current affairs, so he had to give up struggling, let Shen Zhiyan approach, and slowly applied the medicine on his face.

Qin Zheng's fist was not polite for his face. Even if he didn't look in the mirror, Yin Huaishu knew that there were many bruises on his face, and he might even be disfigured.Shen Zhiyan's movements were light and slow, once the ointment was pushed away, what fell on his face was the temperature of his fingertips, and the action of applying the ointment seemed to be rubbing the skin, Yin Huaishu was extremely uncomfortable, so he turned his eyes away from him.

The pain in the wound was numb, and suddenly there was a sharp pain, Yin Huaishu couldn't help but twitch his brows, Shen Zhiyan noticed it, moved his hand away and asked, "How much does it hurt here?" Without waiting for an answer, he continued, " I'll be more careful."

The breath while speaking fell on the cheeks, warm and warm, Yin Huaishu's whole body was stiff, and he only hoped that this torture would end as soon as possible.

But after Shen Zhiyan finished applying the medicine, he withdrew his hand, but didn't move for a while, Yin Huaishu couldn't help turning his eyes away, only to realize that the two of them were too close unconsciously, breathing could be touched.

Shen Zhiyan lowered his eyes slightly, fixed his eyes on his lips, and did not move for a long time. Yin Huaishu's face was pale and sick at the moment, with bruises, not as sharp as usual, but seemed a little wronged, but I don't know why High fever or something, but the lips are bright red.

Yin Huaishu held his breath subconsciously, feeling Shen Zhiyan's breath getting heavier, and even tightening the hand that twisted his wrist.

Yin Huaishu stared at him blankly, his mind was rarely blank, only to see Shen Zhiyan's Adam's apple rolled, and finally held back, let go, got up and left.

Seeing the layout of the room, it was in an inn, and a small stove was set up beside it, boiling medicine and emitting bitter smoke. take a deep breath.

Yin Huaishu was loosely restrained, and leaned against the head of the bed for a while, unable to recover, beating non-stop like a lingering fear in his heart.

After a long period of silence, Shen Zhiyan poured out a bowl of medicinal juice that had been boiling for a long time, and put it on the table to dry, and when he turned around again, his expression had returned to normal, and he said, "Wait a while, drink the medicinal juice before going to sleep. "

"I won't go to the Qingshan sect with you, you should give up on it." Yin Huaishu said.

Shen Zhiyan smiled: "If you don't go back to the Qingshan School, I will accompany you to the Prajna Sect."

Yin Huaishu was taken aback, and looked at him in disbelief: "Do you know what you're talking about?"

"I know." Shen Zhiyan said, "I have already made my choice. I was expelled from the sect, and I have also fought against the hero Qin Zheng. There will be no way out, so you can rest assured."

"I don't worry? Don't worry about what?" Yin Huaishu couldn't believe what he heard. He threw off the quilt and almost fell when he got out of bed, but he rushed to the window by force, opened the window and looked around. Row upon row, the streets are full of people, and they are no longer in Pingchuan Town.

Yin Huaishu was stunned. He originally thought that Shen Zhiyan used some method to persuade Qin Zheng to hand him over. Who would have thought that Shen Zhiyan would actually break with the righteous way and rescue him directly.

Yin Huaishu looked back with difficulty, and his voice became hoarse: "You are crazy, you are absolutely crazy!"

He stepped on the ground barefoot without even noticing it, Shen Zhiyan stepped forward and said, "Put on your shoes first."

"Get out!" Yin Huaishu pushed him away forcefully, and staggered back two steps, "I don't need your help, let alone see you, just go back where you came from!"

Shen Zhiyan supported him, and said, "Don't get excited, listen to me slowly."

Yin Huaishu's face was pale, trembling all over, he couldn't break free with all his strength, and wanted to scold him again, but when he opened his mouth, he suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, knelt limply on the ground, his eyes burst into tears black.

Shen Zhiyan's complexion changed, and he knelt down, supporting him with half arms and half arms, and hurriedly helped him wipe the blood on his lips, but was grabbed by his hand instead, Yin Huaishu swallowed back another mouthful of blood, and said hoarsely: "Will you go, or if you don't, I will jump out of the window."

"Qingyao..."

"Second Master Shen! I beg you, please let me go!" Yin Huaishu was about to collapse, "You take your Yangguan Road, and I cross my single-plank bridge, isn't that good! Why do you have to meddle in my business? , you can just treat me as dead! I said I don’t want to see you, can you stop torturing me!”

"..." Shen Zhiyan lowered his eyes and saw that Yin Huaishu was grabbing his hand so hard that his knuckles were blue and white, pinching into the back of his hand. He whispered, "Where do you want me to go back?"

He rescued the blood feud of countless people from Qin Zheng, which is a disgrace to the sect, a traitor of the righteous way, where can he go back?

Yin Huaishu suddenly lost his strength and sat slumped on the ground, holding his forehead with both hands, speechless for a long time.

Shen Zhiyan looked at him quietly, raised his hand to brush his long messy hair behind his back, but still couldn't see his expression clearly, so he asked, "Why do you want to erase my memory?"

"Because I'm annoyed when I see you, and I want to get rid of you quickly."

"Why do you say that if you forget, there will be no pain?"

"..."

Shen Zhiyan smiled: "I never feel pain, those memories are precious to me."

"So what, it's just a memory." Yin Huaishu took a deep breath, put down his hands, and looked directly at him, "What are you thinking, what's the benefit of following me, I'm covered in poisonous blood and you can't touch it, so you're happy Are you a widow?”

"I promised you that I will guard you well and not let anyone bully you." Shen Zhiyan said.

Yin Huaishu's eyes moved slightly, and he said coldly: "You promised Qingyao, not me."

Shen Zhiyan sighed softly, and said: "Whether it's Qingyao or Yin Huaishu, it's just a name. I just like to call you that way. One more memory, one less memory, and you will always be you."

"Really?" Yin Huaishu sneered, pointing at himself, "How can I be the same as Qingyao?"

Shen Zhiyan looked at him carefully, a smile appeared in his eyes, and said in a warm voice: "Some things have changed, but many have not changed. For example, you don't smile often, but you always frown unconsciously. Staring at me makes me feel like I owe you something."

"..." Yin Huaishu raised his hand to touch it, only to realize that he was frowning, his expression tightened, and the sarcasm dissipated, and he stopped talking.After a long time, Yin Huaishu stood up without warning, bypassed Shen Zhiyan, walked to the table, picked up the bowl of black concoction, poured it directly with his head up, then turned back to the bed and sat down, still without saying a word, his face pale. It is difficult to distinguish between cloudy and sunny.

Shen Zhiyan stood up after him, stopped a few steps away from him, suddenly remembered something, and said again: "Sorry."

"what?"

"I failed to rescue your sister. The situation was chaotic at the time, and she was taken away by the Prajna Sect."

Yin Huaishu was slightly lost in thought, and said softly: "She is not a fragile flower, she is much stronger than me."

"Hero Qi said that day that you and your sister will be punished by the Prajna Sect if you fail to complete the mission. Will something happen to her if she is taken away like this?" Shen Zhiyan asked worriedly.

"Ning Yu kidnapped Rou Rou, but told me to go back obediently, not only won't harm her, but also take good care of her, when the time comes, she will not only blackmail me, but also sell my favor." Yin Huaishu said coldly , "I don't know him yet?"

Shen Zhiyan nodded, his eyes dimmed a lot.

Yin Huaishu caught a glimpse of his reaction, and blurted out, "I have nothing to do with Ning Yu."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Yin Huaishu felt regretful, wishing to bite his tongue, why explain this to him?

Shen Zhiyan was obviously aware of this, and immediately laughed, and replied, "Got it."

Yin Huaishu's face was stiff, and his tone was very bad: "What are you laughing at?"

Shen Zhiyan suppressed the corners of his raised lips, and the smile in his eyes deepened, and he cooperated: "Okay, I won't laugh anymore."

"..." Yin Huaishu's expression was extremely complicated for a while, and he didn't hold back a word for a long time, so he just fell back on the pillow and turned over to sleep.

In an inn not far from Jiuyuan Mountain.

The girl sat quietly in the room, lowered her head and closed her eyes, twirling a string of rosary beads in her hand, and recited silently.Suddenly the door squeaked, a woman in red came in, bowed to the girl, and said with a clever smile: "Miss Huairou, you are about to become a Muslim. The red slave is ordered by Hall Master Ning Yu, and is here to make up for you."

Yin Huairou put down the rosary, nodded and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"Miss, you are welcome." Hong Nu put down the dowry she was holding, helped her sit in front of the bronze mirror, and slowly combed her long, soft and shiny hair. In the silence of the room, Hong Nu suddenly sighed.

"What's wrong?" Yin Huairou asked.

"This..." Hong Nu hesitated to speak, holding the mahogany comb, hurried to the door to look around, seeing no one outside the corridor, then walked back behind Yin Huairou, and said in a low voice, "This kind of talk shouldn't be You slaves are talking too much, but the girl is kind and generous, if I don't talk about it, I will really feel uneasy."

Yin Huairou smiled slightly: "Tell me, I won't tell others."

"Also please be on guard against Hall Master Ning Yu." Hong Nu's voice was extremely low, "He looks gentle, but he is actually ruthless. I'm afraid he will kill you in the near future."

Yin Huairou asked doubtfully, "Why?"

"My servant overheard Hall Master Ning Yu telling others that Yin Huaishu has a strategy and is ruthless enough to protect the law, but he has been controlled by others for many years. Now he has no regard for the overall situation, and he has thrown himself into a trap with his will. He has fallen into the right way and almost destroyed his plan. , I was seriously injured and near death, and the reason is all dragged down by the girl."

"Guardian Yin has a weakness. This incident is just the beginning. If the girl doesn't die, Guardian Yin will never be able to achieve great things." Hong Nu put her hair up in a bun while observing Yin Huairou's expression from the bronze mirror.

The red slave opened the dowry, picked the hairpin and inserted it into Yin Huairou's bun, and inadvertently dropped a gold hairpin by Yin Huairou's hand. The body of the gold hairpin was slender and sharp, shining coldly.

The red slave paused, and said with a smile: "I want my servant to tell you, girl, don't take this to heart. The girl has made a marriage contract with the young master. After marriage, even if the young master has a capricious temper, he can't help sleeping with him." The wind blows every night, it will definitely help Guardian Yin."

Yin Huairou raised her hand and touched the golden hairpin, she didn't answer, but slowly groped with the other hand, as if studying the shape of the golden hairpin, her fingers rested on the tail of the hairpin, and lightly touched the tip with her fingertips .

I have said all I needed to say, and seeing it worked, Hong Nu stopped talking, finished dressing Yin Huairou, pretended not to see the golden hairpin in her hand, put away the dowry, and was about to leave.

At this time, Yin Huairou suddenly said: "Ning Yu uses me to restrain brother, and will never want to kill me. Your words are more like the mouth of brother's ally, so you are from the Seven Killers?"

Hong Nu suddenly raised her head and was shocked. She had hidden her identity for many years and had never made a mistake. In the end, she stumbled on this blind girl who was ignored by no one.

Hong Nu stared at Yin Huairou's seemingly harmless side face, raised and lowered her palm, her mind turned sharply, and she was undecided. Once she made a move, Ning Yu would definitely track her down, and her identity would be completely exposed, because of this , she would use her tongue to persuade Yin Huairou to commit suicide.

Yin Huairou didn't let her struggle for long, put down the golden hairpin, and smiled softly: "It's good intentions for you to solve my brother's burden, but you don't understand that my brother will live only if I live, we must Depend on each other."

Hong Nu was silent.

Yin Huaiju said: "Since I'm brother's ally, I won't leak the secret, don't worry."

At this point, Hong Nu could only admit it through gritted teeth: "Thank you, miss."

The red slave saluted and left quickly.Yin Huairou sat in front of the mirror, her temple hair was like clouds, adorned with hairpin flowers, silver tassels hung down on both sides, her face was lightly applied with powder and daisy, exuding a sense of beauty and gentleness, but unfortunately her eyes were closed and she couldn't Admire yourself in the mirror like an ordinary girl.

She clasped her hands together and prayed in a low voice: "My Buddha is merciful, may you bless my brother to return safely, all his sins are caused by me, if he wants to atone for his sins, I should pay for it."