[New Peerless Double Pride 3] Over the years

On the round altar on the top of the mountain, I stepped forward and walked towards the person in the center of the circle. He was exhausted, and he was sitting under the moonlight, among the corpses.

"Sun Yingyu." I stood behind him, when I heard him call me suddenly, I turned my head and looked at me.

I knew that he was exhausted and exhausted, but when I got closer, I realized that even his face had turned pale and frightening.

"Is it worth it?" I asked.

The corner of the palace master's lips were drawn, and he raised his chin to look at me. This was one of the few situations where he looked at me from the bottom up, no longer staring at me, no longer oppressing, and there was a trace of confusion in his eyes.

"Almost forgot..." He took out a dagger from his waist, "Your sword," he handed it to me, "return to its original owner."

Through the moonlight, I could clearly see the Yuchang Sword in his hand. In fact, I saw it earlier. He was hanging on his waist. It was a short and sharp sword. When pushing to the bottom of the cliff, maybe he found it, maybe the sword fell in his hand, or maybe he deliberately looked for it, and after searching for a long time... he finally found it.

I can no longer bear him doing more, and I dare not think about his purpose behind it... Reaching out to catch the sword, I saw the dark purple spots that gradually festered on his hands, and some pustules had already connected into one piece and spread outward.

"Actually, you can force the poison out of the corpse with your kung fu," I asked with a frown, "Why bother?"

But he was stunned, looked down at his arm, then withdrew his hand, and hid it with his sleeve, "After being forced out... it will regenerate, why waste effort?"

I smiled wryly, "That's right."

The hall master smiled and lowered his eyes, "If there is such a day, I will ask you to accompany me."

"But I don't want to die." I said bluntly, looking at the desolate corpses around him, and at the cold air around him that was about to condense, surrounded by a wisp of blue and white smoke that seemed to be absent, like a cemetery with frequent will-o'-the-wisps in the mountains, There is always a cool atmosphere, which is frightening.

"Sit down." He said to me, turned sideways, stretched out his hand to push the dead body aside, sat down again to make room for me, then raised his head, and said again: "Sit down."

I didn't want to fight him for anything, and sat down on the side of the corpse.

He stopped looking at me and moved his body a little further away from me.

The moonlight fell on me, and I turned my head to see the Lord of the God’s Palace. He didn’t notice the dead body beside him. He just squinted and looked at the night sky and mountains. Far and quiet.

I picked up the Yuchang sword and held it up to my eyes, only to find that the scabbard was newly made, pine wood, very rough and not pretty.

Pulled out the sword, took out the potion from his bosom, carefully poured the blade of Yuchangjian once, took the potion back into his bosom, and then turned his eyes to the palace master again, "Give me your hand." I said to him.

Hearing this, without raising his eyes, he extended a hand to me.

"...If you don't use your kung fu to force the poison, because you are sure, the palace master, I will cure you..." As I said, I straightened the blade and cut into his rotting flesh without holding back. ...

"Does it hurt?" I asked.

He shook his head slowly, "Blood is poisonous." He warned.

"Don't worry..." I regained my composure, carefully cut off the carrion on his arm one by one, applied medicine, took out a white cloth to bandage him...everything was done, I let go of his hand, and said to him: "The other one. "

The hall master turned his head, his gray pupils seemed to be covered with a layer of dust in the night, indifferent and empty... He changed hands without saying a word, and the other arm had to be wrapped around his chest, so he turned sideways, his whole body face me.

"I have a question." He looked at me and said.

I stopped, looked up and waited for him to ask a question.

"Jiang Wuque..." He paused, and asked after a while, "How do you make him obey your orders?"

With a shake of the hand, the sharp sword in his hand sank deeply into the wrist of the hall master. Unlike before, when the blade was pulled out, a large swath of dark red blood smeared in his hand... "It's really as I thought." The hall master smiled Laughing, and suddenly pinching my chin again, regardless of the blood staining the sleeves red, leaning forward slightly, and looking at me, "...so in love with him?" The smile was a little fuzzy, and he let go of his hand.

"Palace Master?"

"Don't be nervous." He raised his hand and tapped the acupuncture point on his arm to stop the bleeding, and said, "It's not a rare thing, do you think I'm really a fool, can't see what you're doing behind my back?"

I kept silent, and he stopped talking... In the end, the two sat side by side, each looking at the mountains in front of them, and the night grew thicker.

I don't know how long it took, and in a daze, a cold hand suddenly grabbed my ankle—"Ah!!" I screamed, got up and backed up hurriedly, my feet went limp, and I sat down on the ground again.

The cold moonlight fell to my feet, and I could clearly see that the dead body that the human hand belonged to had slowly raised its head, and the body was lying on its back under the moonlight, its limbs were stiff, so the head and neck could barely lift off the ground. But he didn't raise it high, his arms were stretched forward, and his ten fingers were bent strangely as if they were fractured and dislocated.

Just when I was in a daze, I suddenly felt a chill on the back of my neck. I turned my head in panic, and there was a strong smell of rancidity. In front of me, there was a blue and white face, withered and shriveled, with rotten cheeks and freckles. A pair of eyeballs facing me in the middle, the eyes are dirty and chaotic, close at hand——

"Ah——!!" My chest was throbbing wildly, and I wanted to dodge in a hurry, but all the dead bodies on the huge altar began to squirm slowly, like after a long sleep. When I woke up, some were trying to sit up blankly and meaninglessly, while others were like some kind of beasts walking on all fours, with their bodies sticking to the ground and slowly crawling forward...

"Don't—don't come here—!!"

The dead followed the anger of the living, and approached me little by little. I felt a string in my chest, which suddenly tightened—my body was trembling, and I was too frightened to move—help...who will help me...a moment of death , My mind went blank, and a title blurted out inadvertently—"Hall Master—Hall Master—Hall Master—Where are you—!"

"Yingyu! Sun Yingyu!" Suddenly, someone shouted anxiously, as if it was close to my ear, and seemed to be far away. I frowned and opened my eyes suddenly——

What I saw in front of me was a quiet night sky with a seductive moonlight... I was stunned, and it took me a long time to realize that I was just having a dream. At this moment, I was leaning against a person whose breath was cold and quick, slightly A hoarse voice approached my ear and kept comforting me: "Sun Yingyu...it's all right...don't be afraid..."

"I'm fine..." Heaved a sigh of relief, I wanted to sit up straight and break away from his embrace—but the Palace Master retracted his arms and hugged me even tighter.

"Once..." He said hoarsely, "...the last time..."

I knew that my struggles were futile, so I simply relaxed and let him hug him as hard as I could.

"Did you have a nightmare...?" After a long time, he asked me, but without waiting for my answer, he said, "...I didn't expect you to be so timid..."

There was a little smile in the other party's words, and I immediately felt a block in my heart, "You are too bold!" I said, "If you want people to sit with dead bodies to enjoy the scenery, if you are strong-minded, you will naturally Afraid……"

"...with a gun and a stick..." The Palace Master commented, "Aren't you not the same as before?...In the past, you were more afraid of me..."

I shut up and made no sound.

"... If one day..." His voice was a little trance, gentle and meticulous, "... If one day... I am not by your side, then I will never have these nightmares again...Sun Yingyu, please help me Things," he said in a deep voice, pointing out the theme, "It's done, you and I have nothing to do with each other."

"...Hallmaster, please speak."

"Go to Xiao Yu'er and try to get back the method of getting started with "Sangshen Jue"... After the matter is over, I will send Jiang Wuque to you as a thank you."

"Understood." I nodded, "but what can I do? Why do you want me to obey your orders?"

"It's up to you." He replied, "The Cruciferous Insect Gu is in your body at this moment, if I want you to die, you will immediately die from gut piercing - if I spare your life, you will be devoured by thousands of ants The pain of the heart, the pain of breaking the meridians... the pain is beyond me." His voice was very low, and when he said these words, he was calm and gentle, but he didn't have the viciousness that would make me feel so painful, he just said it casually, just telling the truth.

I gradually felt a chill down my spine, other than that, there was no fear or resentment, I turned my head slightly and asked him: "When did you cast the Gu?"

"Good question..." He brushed his finger across my cheek, "I won't take advantage of others, I reminded you... blood is poisonous."

……

All the way back to the bamboo forest house from the Kowloon altar, I kept thinking, with the style of the hall master, it is actually very simple to retrieve the "Sacred God" puzzle from Feiyan Villa with the help of Xiao Yu'er. Threats of Wu Que's life and death are enough, there is no need to go through me, and he sent me back to Xiao Yu'er, it doesn't look like he has any foresight and foresight, on the contrary, he seems to push me away directly, and it is irrelevant from now on.

As for the threat of death like the core worm Gu, he has said it too many times, and it has already lost its due effect.

Entering the bamboo grove, the sky turned bright, the pace of the two of them was not fast, and each was thinking about their own thoughts, so that when they saw Qiu Xinliu standing side by side with Mrs. Hu in front of the courtyard, the palace master suddenly stopped. to him.

Stretching out his hand to support me, not far away, Qiu Xinliu looked at the palace master with hatred and contradiction on his face, reflecting the thin ray of morning light between the bamboo leaves and the blue lake, the woman's slender facial features were bright and charming, she raised her chin slightly, Miss Qiu wanted to speak After struggling for a long time, he finally spit out two words softly: "Daddy..."

The palace master nodded, looked at Madam Hu, and Madam Hu lowered her crimson eyes, and said lightly: "... Xinghen... is in the room..."

The expression of the hall master remained the same, even I guessed that Qiu Xinliu and Xie Xing would come back with hatred. After such a long time, the things that need to be clarified should have been clarified long ago.

So he walked towards the bamboo house, and I followed closely behind him. The two of them were still in front of the closed door. Chance."

My heart trembled, the Palace Master had reached out and pushed the door open.

In the claustrophobic and dark room, a small circle of light penetrated through the window panes, Xie Xinghen bowed his head and knelt on the ground at the table under the window, motionless.

In front of him, Jiang Wuque lowered his eyes and sat facing the door without moving. The air beside him was still, like a puppet without perception, unmoved by everything around him, with a blank expression.

The hall master by the door opened his mouth lowly, and asked, "Don't you remember that he had a blood feud with you? Kneeling down to your enemy, is he worthy of your dead parents?"

As soon as these words came out, I clearly saw Xie Xinghen's back shake violently, and then the back like a stone sculpture finally slowly moved, raised his head slowly, half turned around, and cast his gaze towards the door.

Seeing the Palace Master first, and then seeing me next to the Palace Master, Xie Xinghen's expressionless face, tired expression, red eyes, cold as thorns, revealing a cold hatred...