Sword cuts mountains and rivers

The dessert melted between his lips and teeth, Ye Wanqing tasted the sweetness, unable to bite his tongue this time, he swallowed the dessert in twos and threes.

Jun Chi looked at him from the side, paying attention not to let him bite his tongue, and stuffed snacks into his mouth as soon as he bit.

The needles stayed on him for only a quarter of an hour, and after the medicine on them melted in his veins, Jun Chi pulled out the silver needles one by one.

He felt his tendons burn like a flame at first, and then a cold chill emerged. He felt uncomfortable all over and always wanted to stretch out his hand to scratch.

"Can't scratch."

As soon as he stretched out his paw, a red mark appeared on his arm, and a drop of blood dripped out from the bottom.

Jun Chi held down his hand to keep him from moving. The other's fingers were dry and cool, sticking to his skin, as if to stop the itching.

Ye Wanqing: "I'm itchy, how long will it take?"

"It will be fine in a while, does it hurt?"

Ye Wanqing shook her head, but the feeling of getting the needle just now was really painful, Jun Chi let go of him, took the notebook on the side and didn't know what to write down.

After a while, he put down the notebook and said to him: "It will hurt a lot more than this in the future, the pain from your needle just now is just superficial."

Ye Wanqing's lips were slightly tensed, and he heard Jun Chi's next sentence.

"This will only hurt for a month. If you can persist, you will be reborn after one month."

Ye Wanqing hummed, Jun Chi applied medicine to him again, and then let him go back.

It began to rain continuously on the second day, Ye Wanqing did not go to Jiange, but went to Zangshuge to borrow a few books, and took them back to her yard to read.

Ye Wanqing thought that he hadn't read classics to Jun Chi for a while, and he didn't want to be alone on rainy days, maybe he would have a fever soon, and he was looking for Xiao Buyi and Jun Chi.

Xiao Buyi was too far away, and Xiao Buyi was often away, so he went to the main hall with the classics.

"Master?" Ye Wanqing called out from outside the door, and when he heard "Come in", he stepped into the main hall.

There is a screen in the main hall, Ye Wanqing found the futon he often sat on, sat down, held the classics and said: "Master, it's raining today, I didn't go to the Jiange, I found the classics here, I will read the classics for you here, how?"

Jun Chi didn't say yes or no, Ye Wanqing thought it was the tacit meaning, he sat on the futon and read the classics, the sound of rain outside, his voice was soft, his eyebrows were slightly drooping, a little vague in the fragrance of the hall unclear.

I couldn't see clearly through the screen, Ye Wanqing read while watching himself amused, and gradually became fascinated, he called Jun Chi several times during the period, and gradually felt something was wrong.

"Master?"

On weekdays, even if Jun Chi responded, Ye Wanqing got up from the futon, he walked around the screen, and found Jun Chi lying on the edge of the slump, and the medical book in his hand fell to the ground at some point.

Ye Wanqing immediately called out, "Han Zhi—"

Han Zhi soon appeared in the hall, saw Jun Chi's condition, and asked Ye Wanqing to help him.

"He has a heart attack. Look at him. I'm going to make medicine now."

Han Zhi explained to him: "There are silver needles next to him, you use the silver needles to pierce his three heart points, don't worry about the others."

Ye Wanqing didn't understand. He saw the silver needle next to him. He knew the heart acupoint. He hesitated a little. Looking at Jun Chi's pale face, he couldn't allow him to hesitate.

He had heard of heart disease before, and knew that heart disease was dangerous. This kind of disease was mostly heart disease, and his heart had been injured, or it was born, so he didn't know which kind Jun Chi was.

Ye Wanqing took off Jun Chi's clothes. Jun Chi looked thin, but he wasn't that thin after taking off his clothes. His shoulders were broad and his waist was narrow. The skin around his heart was smooth and white, without any scars. Maybe he was born with heart disease?

He chose three short silver needles, and stuck them in the three heart points. There was a faint medicinal fragrance on the silver needles. He grasped the strength and was startled when he found black blood oozing out.

"Ahem..." Jun Chi still had a mask on his face, and at this moment his eyes opened suddenly, as if he had fallen into some nightmare, and after waking up, his eyes still had a bit of pain.

"Don't move around, Han Zhi went to boil the medicine, I was reading the classics just now, and I didn't notice anything unusual about Master..."

Ye Wanqing was still explaining, his wrist was caught off guard, Jun Chi's voice was hoarse, and his eyes were fixed on him.

"Don't go..."

"I won't go, Master, let me go first."

After Ye Wanqing finished speaking, Jun Chi let go of him. After seeing him clearly, he seemed a little embarrassed, and quickly closed his eyes.

He thought for a while, and poured Junchi a glass of water. The tea was warm and cool, with blossoming plum blossoms. He put it on Junchi's lips, and Junchi continued to drink it himself. His fingertips were a little unsteady, as if holding Holding the cup is difficult.

I heard that Jun Chi had a Taoist partner before, but I don't know what happened later, it seems that he passed away?

He looked at Jun Chi's heart again, wiped off the black blood with a handkerchief, and asked, "Master, the blood is black... Are you all right?"

He doesn't know much, but it's common sense that the blood is not the normal color and is usually poisoned.

"It's okay, I took medicine by mistake before, and the medicine infected my heart veins, and it will be like this once I have a heart disease."

Ye Wanqing often suffers from fever when it rains, so at this time, it is inevitable that she has a sense of sympathy.He helped Junchi wipe off all the bruises, and Junchi thanked him in a low voice.

After a while, Han Zhi came over with a bowl of medicine. Han Zhi felt relieved when he saw Jun Chi woke up, and handed over the soup.

Jun Chi reached out to take it, but Han Zhi avoided it, and Han Zhi handed the decoction to Ye Wanqing.

"It is estimated that he has difficulty moving now. Normally, I will do it for him. Now that the master has an apprentice, it is not my turn to do the work."

After saying that, she winked at Ye Wanqing, and Ye Wanqing took the medicine bowl, and he fed Junchi the medicine by the bed.Although he didn't serve people like that, he knew that the freshly boiled concoction was usually very hot, so he scooped up the concoction with a spoon and let it cool, then handed it to Jun Chi's lips.

"Master, when will this medicine needle be pulled out? Is there a cure for heart disease?"

Before Jun Chi could reply, Han Zhi replied, "Master Jun Chi's heart disease has no cure, he has lost part of his memory, and he doesn't know how this heart disease is left behind."

"The most important thing is his heart disease. If he can't get rid of his heart disease, he will never recover from his heart disease."

Jun Chi's complexion was very bad, and he was slowly taking the medicine. Ye Wanqing was a little surprised when he heard the words, and lost part of his memory?

Seemingly guessing what he was thinking, Han Zhi said: "It's just a part, don't overthink it, it's more than enough for the master to teach you."

Ye Wanqing groaned, he could smell the bitterness of the medicinal juice beside him, he didn't know how Jun Chi drank it, and he quickly finished a bowl of medicinal soup without frowning.

"Han Zhi, you go down first."

Jun Chi glanced at Han Zhi, and Han Zhi also knew that he had talked too much today, so he responded and went down embarrassingly.

After taking a bowl of medicine, Jun Chi's complexion improved a lot, and the blood in his heart gradually returned to normal red.

"Han Zhi talks a lot today, don't take it to heart, since I have accepted you as my apprentice, I will definitely teach you well."

Ye Wanqing didn't care about this, he responded, looked at Jun Chi's injury again, and slowly looked away.

"Master, rest well, and the disciple will leave first."

Ye Wanqing didn't want to bother Jun Chi, but he went out, and Han Zhi stared at him, quite speechless.

"You stupid head, the master needs someone to take care of him now, he only suffers from a heart attack once or twice a year, why did you throw him out?"

"There must be people around him, and someone must be watching, so hurry over."

Ye Wanqing was a little stunned when he heard the words. He was afraid of disturbing Junchi, but he didn't expect to be wrong. Just now when he remembered, Junchi didn't tell him to go back.

"I see, then I'll go back and pass later."

Ye Wanqing took a few more classics from her yard, and it happened that he didn't understand a few things, so he could ask Jun Chi.

He quickly returned to the main hall, and Jun Chi sat against the wall beside the bed, like a plum blossom hanging down, looking at the sickly, with a sense of alienation and weak beauty.

Ye Wanqing moved her little futon to Jun Chi's side, and lit a candle lamp next to him, and he read classics under the candle lamp.The classics were brought out from Zangshu Pavilion, and they were still written by ghosts.

He competed with the ghost text, and if he didn't understand it, he read it several times until he knew it.

"Master, are you feeling better now?"

Jun Chi nodded slightly, his eyes fell on the classics in his hand, a little surprised, "Ghost Wen? Why are you interested in reading this?"

"A few days ago, I found a ghost text in a secret place. I couldn't understand it, so I wanted to study it."

"Master, I was about to ask you, look at the meaning of this sentence..."

Ye Wanqing handed over the page, there was a character on it, the meaning he translated was completely opposite to the one on the next page.

"This is the yin character for the ghost world. It is easy to be confused. It is only a little more than yang. The position of this point is particular. It is above yang. It was originally a moon, which means the creatures under the darkness. The meaning of the ghost."

Jun Chi's voice was calm and slightly hoarse. After telling him, he lost his energy and quickly closed his eyes.

After such an explanation, Ye Wanqing suddenly understood that this character was slightly familiar, and a light flashed in his mind... If he remembered it correctly.

The ghost talisman that was discovered in the secret realm back then also had this character, it doesn't mean yang, but yin...if that's the case.

What Xiao Junlan offered sacrifices to was a ghost, not a living person.

What is he doing to offer sacrifices to ghosts?

After a few months, nearly half a year, Ye Wanqing's thoughts on Xiao Junlan gradually faded a lot.He also has no desire to find out at this time, as long as Xiaojunlan can get retribution, it will be the best result.

Other processes may not be so important.

To be precise, he had an answer in his heart, but the answer was not that important to him.

Introducing sacrifices to Yin spirits is nothing more than looking for people, or looking for the souls of dead people.

Ye Wanqing withdrew her thoughts, and continued to concentrate on the classics, staying in the main hall until night.

Jun Chi's condition was not very good, he stayed until evening, Han Zhi delivered another medicine at night, he fed Jun Chi, and under Han Zhi's instructions, he planned to meditate in the main hall overnight.

He thought in his heart that he had to take care of his master as an apprentice, and he was afraid that he would not be able to find a second one.In the middle of the night, the silver needle in Junchi's heart oozes blood again, but it is of normal color. He checked it, and Junchi kept holding him and refusing to let go.

"Master, if I don't leave, let me go first."

The corners of Ye Wanqing's lips turned down slightly, and he had to be careful not to touch the needle in Jun Chi's heart, and kept talking in Jun Chi's ear, wondering if the other party listened.

In the end, he was taken to the bed, and Jun Chi dragged him, unwilling to let go.

Ye Wanqing's whole body was tense, and he heard Jun Chi behind him call him "Mother" softly, and after a while he called "Father", and then called "Ergou" again, and then fell silent.

He was a father, a mother, and a second dog, coaxing Junchi to let him go, but Junchi didn't let him go anyway, he stepped back a little bit to think about it, Junchi immediately opened his eyes, his eyes were cold and indifferent, Staring at him as if warning him.

Ye Wanqing then stopped moving, he maintained this posture, unable to meditate, thinking that it must be difficult for Han Zhi to follow Jun Chi.

He slowly fell asleep too.

The next morning, he woke up in Jun Chi's arms.

Ye Wanqing gets up early every day, and he wakes up at a fixed time. When he opens his eyes, he sees a cold, white and handsome chin, who is still wearing a mask.

There was warmth from his waist, and the corners of Ye Wanqing's lips moved a little further, and they could touch Jun Chi's lapel.

He noticed Jun Chi's movement, and subconsciously closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

A scrutinizing gaze fell on his face, Jun Chi withdrew his hand, and then there was no one around him, and he heard Jun Chi call Han Zhi to come in.

"There is no need to let him stay overnight in the future, and call him when Jiange is in class."

Han Zhi hurriedly asked: "Where is Master going?"

"Pharmacist Peak."

Ye Wanqing got up after the others had left. He quickly packed his things, presumably Jun Chi also felt that something was wrong. The two of them are master and apprentice, but how could an apprentice sleep on the master's bed?

He went to Jiange as usual, and nothing like this happened after that. His life was very monotonous. Apart from going to sword practice and Zangshu Pavilion every day, he went to Junchi's place.

Occasionally, he and Xiao Buyi went out to pick up tasks, and on his birthday, Jun Chi personally made him a bowl of longevity noodles.

There was a whole stick of longevity noodles, cooked by Junchi himself, and there were a lot of spiritual vegetables from the back mountain, eggs and two small yellow croakers on the edge.

Jun Chi kept a close relationship with him, saying that he was his master, but in fact he was more like his elder brother.

"After eating longevity noodles, Wuxuan will be safe and happy in the future, and the years will be long."

Ye Wanqing is used to Jun Chi's voice now, so he doesn't find it unpleasant, and seeing Han Zhi looking at the little yellow croaker in his bowl, he feels like laughing.

"Here, don't look at what's in his bowl." Jun Chi fried Han Zhi alone.

Ye Wanqing hasn't eaten longevity noodles for a long time, in fact, it has not been a few years. Before he went to Jiannan Villa in his previous life, his master would cook it for him every year.

He picked out the noodles with chopsticks, and Jun Chi on the opposite side was still wearing a mask, his eyes under the mask looked extremely soft, full of care and love.

Ye Wanqing's scalp felt a little numb from Jun Chi's look, he sandwiched the noodles and said, "Master, have you ever cooked longevity noodles for others?"

Jun Chi thought for a while, then shook his head.

"Oh, I thought you had unrecognized children outside," Ye Wanqing said slowly, "You looked at me just now, as if you were looking at a child."

Jun Chi laughed, "In my eyes, you are indeed a child."

Ye Wanqing looked at the noodles in her mouth, there was a rule that the longevity noodles could not be broken, and she had to eat the whole noodle.His mouth was sour after eating, and he swallowed a whole noodle.

In previous years, no one had given him a birthday gift, but this year he received several. Junchi gave him a bracelet. The bracelet is made of red agate, with a string of more than 20 beads, which can be tied naturally when worn on the wrist.

Ye Wanqing stared at the red agate beads in his hand and was a little dazed. He remembered that he also had a string of red bracelets before, woven into thousands of autumn clasps, which was given to him by Xiao Junlan.

"Don't like it?" Jun Chi hesitated a little, and said to him, "I picked this bracelet in the Emerald Pavilion. At first glance, it suits you very well."

Han Zhi followed suit: "Yes, my master and I picked it together, red suits you best."

"I like it." Ye Wanqing quickly withdrew his thoughts, and went to unwrap the presents from Xiao Buyi and Qi Jin, as well as the gifts sent by his mother and uncle from Jingzhou.

Jun Chi was watching him all the time, Ye Wanqing simply put on the bracelet, Qi Jin gave him a dagger, his mother and uncle gave him a lot of things, he opened the letter written by his mother, read it several times, Feeling sweet in my heart, I quickly closed the letter.

What Xiao Buyi gave him was a magic weapon, he knew Xiao Buyi was always stingy, this time he was really willing to pay for it.

There is also a note at the bottom.

: Happy birthday to Xiaowan.

Ye Wanqing put away the note, and he put away all the presents except Junchi's.

That night he went down the mountain with Jun Chi Hanzhi, Qi Jin followed him all the time, and Xiao Buyi also came to join in the fun.

"Today is your last happy day, and you will be going to Wuhui Mountain in a few days, are you nervous?" Xiao Buyi asked him.

Ye Wanqing was actually a little nervous. He glanced at Junchi in front of him, and said stiffly, "With Master and Han Zhi by my side, why am I nervous?"

Xiao Buyi laughed, his eyebrows and eyes were curved, "I'm waiting for you to be reborn, then we can have a fight."

"Who is fighting with you?" Ye Wanqing didn't bother to talk to him, "If I can succeed, I will go and clean up Yan Shi first."

He didn't take Yan Shi's provocation seriously last time, because he knew that he couldn't beat Yan Shi, and if he took it seriously, he would only get angry at himself.

The town under Fenglai Mountain was very lively, Ye Wanqing and Xiao Buyi walked together, Jun Chi walked in front, Han Zhi took Qi Jin to buy some snacks.

"What are you doing to provoke Yan Shi again? Although he is crazy in some ways, he is not bad. Junior Brother Ye, if you do it all over again, you can't be black and white like before."

Ye Wanqing groaned, her left ear went in and her right ear came out, and she replied, "You are right, I should learn from Senior Brother Xiao, and forget about the days when Senior Brother Xiao was bluffing and deceiving."

The corners of Xiao Buyi's lips twitched invisibly, and he leaned over to chat with him, "Sifeng Grand Competition is not far away, I have something to discuss with you, come and find me after you come back from Wuhui Mountain."

"Is there anything you can't say now?"

Xiao Buyi said "no", and found a sugar seller nearby, so he bought two and gave one of them to him.

"I know that ghost talisman was sent by you."

Ye Wanqing's words of rejecting Tang Ren'er were on her lips, and she was attracted by the words, she turned her head to look at Xiao Buyi.

He met Xiao Buyi's pair of phoenix eyes, the other's eyes were dark, bright eyes were gazing, and when staring at people, there would be a faint gleam.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Ye Wanqing turned her head.

The sugar figurine stuffed it into his mouth, and Xiao Buyi returned to his smile, leaving only one sentence "Think about it yourself", then winked at him, and disappeared in the crowd.

This person has always been elusive, and he disappeared after a while, and they are all used to it.

Ye Wanqing was still holding the sugar figurine in his hand, his talisman paper was given to the Xiao family, it was not difficult for Xiao Buyi to know.

He was thinking about something, there were a lot of people here, until a hand was stretched out in front of him, and he was taken aside by the wrist, almost bumping into Jun Chi's arms.

The sugar figurine in Ye Wanqing's hand almost fell off, he looked at Jun Chi, surrounded by lights, Jun Chi leaned slightly to help him hold the sugar figurine, his eyes seemed to be filled with lights as well.

"Don't know the way?"

Ye Wanqing touched Jun Chi's fingertips, and he silently withdrew his hand. There were so many people here, Jun Chi was worried about him, and led him like a child, leading him to avoid the crowd, during which he stepped on Jun Chi twice.

"Master, I'm sorry." Ye Wanqing was a little embarrassed.

Jun Chi had a good temper, said "it's okay" gently, and remembered to help him protect the candy man, and his candy man did not drop along the way.

Junchi knows that he doesn't like sweets on weekdays. Junchi glanced at the candy figurine in his hand and said, "Eat more sweets, you are young and mature, and you always have a straight face."

Ye Wanqing touched the corner of her lips, why didn't he know that he was young and mature, and he often smiled on weekdays.He stuffed the candy man into his mouth, bit off his head, and smiled at Jun Chi.

When he smiled like this, Jun Chi also laughed, and rubbed his head gently with his fingertips again. He was bumped by a child behind him, and this time he threw himself into Jun Chi's arms.

Jun Chi caught him completely subconsciously, and quickly let go of him, no blame could be heard in his voice.

"Now the road is hard to walk, so happy to come out?"

Maybe it's because there are so many people here, Ye Wanqing's ears are slightly warm, he was attracted by Jun Chi just now, Jun Chi's eyebrows and eyes are exquisite and beautiful, as if drawn out, and when he smiles, it makes people feel like a spring breeze.

Naturally he wouldn't say these words, he responded vaguely, he followed Jun Chi to the night market, if he saw something, Jun Chi would ask him if he wanted it, and if he wanted it, he would buy it for him.

It wasn't the first time he came out, not to mention that he had passed the age when seeing everything was novel, and he didn't want anything, but when he returned, he was attracted by the wine sellers under the plane tree.

The wine sold by the wine vendor is all in jars with cinnabar strings tied on it and the word "Worriless" written on it. The wine is brewed with orchids, and the fragrance of wine is wafting around.

Ye Wanqing stood for a while, the wine seller was very enthusiastic, there was a big wine jug next to it, you can taste it before buying, so he really went to taste it, after drinking a bowl, he took two jars back.

On the road, Jun Chi asked him amusedly, "What worries do you have at such a young age?"

Ye Wanqing was greedy, and drank half of the jar in his hand. His mind turned a little slowly. Hearing Junchi's question, he began to think seriously.

It seems that he really has nothing to worry about now, the root problem will be solved immediately, as long as Xiaojunlan doesn't pester him... No, he can't let Xiaojunlan go.

Ye Wanqing embraced Lan Xiang, who was full of arms, he couldn't walk behind him anymore, it was Jun Chi who carried him back.

He was on Junchi's back, looking at the full moon in the sky, Junchi was holding his wine in his hand, his mood became peaceful at this moment, the evening wind was blowing towards his face, and the fragrance of orchids wrapped him gently.

"Master, you are right, in fact, I have nothing to worry about."

He was drunk, and cheered up with Jun Chi in his arms, "I'm doing well now, and it will get better and better in the future."

Ye Wanqing fell asleep on Jun Chi's back. He remembered that Jun Chi carried him back that night. The way back seemed very long, and Jun Chi's laugh disappeared with the wind.

The day they set off was a sunny day with no clouds in the sky. Junchi only brought him and Han Zhi, and Han Zhi was chattering on the road. It took them five days to reach Wuhui Mountain.

Wuhui Mountain is where Sword Ancestor is located, he didn't know why he came here on purpose, and Jun Chi didn't tell him.

The mountain road has a total of 99 steps. He was blindfolded at the foot of the mountain. This mountain road is called "Ming Xin".

Ye Wanqing was led by Jun Chi, he couldn't see the way, he could only feel the heat from Jun Chi's palm, the other's palm was generous and warm, and the power seemed to be transmitted along it.

After walking the [-]-step mountain road, Jun Chi asked him to wait in a low voice.

Where he could not see, at the end of the stone steps was a huge statue of Sword Ancestor, whose face was blurred, only the solemn and majestic aura rushing towards him.

Jianzu lowered his eyes slightly, with a look of contempt, neither sad nor happy.

"You have no regrets?" The voice seemed to come from far away through the world of mortals.

Jun Chi knelt down in front of Sword Ancestor, his always upright back bent, and the long sword in his hand rested on the ground, bowing and kowtowing to Sword Ancestor.

"The disciple has no regrets."