Zhongnan Mountain.

The wind and snow in Zhongnan Mountain was too cold, and the thick snow covered the tombstone, and then was blown away by the cold wind and scattered aimlessly around.

The snowflakes messed up the blue ceremonial uniform on him.

I wish Wuxin stayed before the tomb.

When he came here again, he was full of all the thoughts he had just figured out just now. Along the way, he was thinking about how to make his senior brother forgive him, thinking about what he had done wrong, and wanting to ask Jiang Ziliu to come back and see him. Senior brother has never left him... These hidden and unknowing loves grow in the dark, take root in gloomy corners, and take root in his blood.

Let his indebtedness and possessiveness flourish together.

He didn't believe his brother would abandon him.

But when Zhu Wuxin came here, he only saw the empty small building and bamboo garden. When people went to the building, only the cooled residue in the medicine stove was left, and it exuded a bitter smell.

He stayed in that small building for a long time, sitting opposite the rattan chair where Jiang Zheliu had been lying on the last time he came. It was as smooth as ever, with no traces left.

Zhu Wuxin felt an unspeakable sourness in his chest.

He was very unfamiliar with this feeling, and he didn't even understand what kind of emotion it was. He couldn't help feeling that he was going to lose him... just like the day the other party repaired the barrier—

Jiang Zhe's willows turned into snow, and the hand that stretched out his sleeve was pale and slender, as fragile as it would be broken at the touch. When the other party gently flicked his hand, he vaguely felt this terrifying feeling. The feeling... He was afraid that his brother would not want him anymore.

Zhu Wuxin looked away blankly, and fiddled with the **** in the medicine stove. I don't know how he would... let his senior become like this for the sake of being the head of the family.

Jiang Ziliu turned out to be so badly injured.

For the first time, he clearly faced this fact, and after coming out of the pine wood building, he stopped in front of his father's tomb.

The wind and snow were too strong, and the heavy snow covered the writing on the tombstone. Zhu Wuxin stretched out his hand, brushed away the heavy snow, and cleaned it up.

The words on the stone tablet were engraved by Jiang Zheliu himself, and every word was very heavy, as if it was going to be carved into his own blood. Zhu Wuxin now faces it, only to realize the hidden meaning of his brother... He took his father's dying testament as a last wish, and he was part of this last wish.

Zhu Wuxin cleaned up Feixue, knelt down in front of Ling Zhan, leaned down and kowtowed.

"Father."

His father has worked hard for hundreds of years to maintain the development of the Lingxiao faction. He is a gentle and loyal gentleman who is praised by the world.

He still remembers the scene when his father brought his senior brother back. Jiang Zheliu has been good-looking since he was a child, but he is seldom withdrawn, diligent and hard-working. Ignoring these things, Zhu Wuxin hardly heard a single reply from his mouth.

But he hated those people very much at that time. He wanted to protect his senior brother. He argued with people everywhere and fought with children older than him. He also sneaked into his senior brother's room at night to comfort him and tell him stories. Said that he would definitely be good to him, even if everyone didn't like him, Wuxin always liked senior brother...

Then...how did it become like this?

The snow melted on his cheeks, and it was icy cold.

Zhu Wuxin raised his hand and wiped it, and saw that there seemed to be some fragments filled with writing among the ashes of the paper money in front of the stone tablet.

He recognized that it was Jiang Ziliu's handwriting, reached out and flipped it, and found that it was a burnt letter.

...is it the senior brother who has something to say to his father?

Zhu Wuxin pushed the surrounding snow away, and found a few unburned pieces of letter paper under a round stone.

It was freezing cold, but his fingertips felt almost hot when he touched the stationery.

"The disciple has been entrusted for a long time, and he has not taught Wuxin to adults, that is, his body and mind are ruined, and he cannot use it properly... I wish to die alone, buried under the snow and ice for a long time, purify the body and cleanse the soul, and sleep peacefully all year round..."

"I have nothing to worry about. I have lived for a thousand years. Looking back on it, it seems like yesterday. It's just that I have grown estranged from Wuxin for a long time, and I have been separated day by day, which is a pity for my disciples. It turned out that when I was young, I was also easily influenced by secularism. …”

The writing on the stationery is clear and appears to be written slowly.

I wish Wuxin looked too slowly. He is clearly a Taoist body that is invulnerable to cold and heat, and at this moment he feels cold all over.

He suddenly remembered how all this had changed.

Every day and night after his father's death, he grew up under the protection of his senior brother. All his achievements have lost his name, and Jiang Ziliu is the only person in the eyes of others. He heard too much admiration for his brother's praise...

He was ashamed of it and hated it. I don't know when it started, he looked at his senior brother's back, no longer thinking about protecting him, but thinking...

Zhu Wuxin lowered his head, his Adam's apple rolled, and he held the letter paper with one hand, clenching thin folds, his phalanx stretched white.

The rustling of the stationery was mixed with the sound of falling snow.

The content at the beginning was the conversation with Zhu Wenyuan. The further back, the more like Jiang Zheliu's will, with a sigh of relief in every word.

"My disciple saw Wuxin and I in a dream last night. He came to comfort me in the middle of the night and wanted to wipe my tears... But for so many years, the disciple has never had any tears to shed."

"My disciple's body is useless. I often wake up in the middle of the night, coughing up blood. When I sat alone until dawn, I found that the bright moon in Zhongnan Mountain was very beautiful. I didn't pay attention to it before."

"There was a meteor yesterday... It's a pity that I didn't remember what it was like. I was rashly drunk and made people feel ashamed... It's a shame that I didn't have such an opportunity in the past.

The paper was pinched into folds, and the sweat in Wuxin's hand was soaked through the handwriting.

He unfolded and folded these unburned letter papers again, and placed them in the placket of his clothes, close to his heart.

Zhu Wuxin raised his hand and wiped his cheek, trying to laugh, but he couldn't laugh. He felt like he was about to cry, but when he touched it, he found that even the tears were cold.

I just don't know if it was his tears that were originally cold, or was it blown by the wind here.

Zhu Wuxin stood up and murmured in a low voice, "...Senior brother..."

It's my fault, don't want me.

When he thought about this sentence, he remembered that Jiang Ziliu said to him when he left: "You don't have to send it, you can go back."

He made himself cherish, and he handed over the Lingxiao Sword, which was of great significance, to his hands. He had left his wish and had nothing to worry about, so he didn't have to give it away...

Zhu Wuxin stood in the snow, the corners of his eyes were red, he raised his hands to cover his eyes, and didn't want to cry anymore, after a long while, he took a low breath.

"...Come back to me, okay?"

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Dan's view.

Wen Renye left in the middle of the night. When Jiang Zheliu woke up the next day without hearing his voice for two hours, he already realized that the other party should be returning to the devil world.

He naturally accepted it calmly, and did what he had to do. After taking the medicine, he slowly moved a reclining chair and came out, holding the stove and wrapping the cloak outside to bask in the sun, like a lazy cat.

Danxin View is located in the center of the lake. Outside the room, you can see the endless, mirror-like lake water. It's just that his eyes are covered with long silk, and he can't see anything now. He has been deprived of the simple and basic pleasure of reading. He really can only sleep and take medicine to support his life.

Ember came once in the noon of the year and explained to him in detail the misuse of the herbal diet, but the herbs used in it were very mild and had no effect. Temporary blindness is a side effect, but it seems to alleviate the blurred vision later on.

Jiang Ziliu is good at accepting the status quo and has no special expression.

He sat in the sun in a chair, and the temperature in the stove was just right. This place is different from Zhongnan Mountain, it is warm everywhere, and it always makes people drowsy.

Just when Jiang Ziliu was a little sleepy, he felt something cold and cold sticking over, and rubbed his calf through his robe.

……Um?

Jiang Zheliu didn't react, and was rubbed by this cold, long object again. He pondered for a moment and said, "...Changgan?"

The black snake was summoned by the immortal brother, and suddenly became energetic, climbed up around his calf, and climbed to Jiang Ziliu's hand.

The celestial body is really good to suck. Even when the ginseng doll was delivering the medicinal meal, he often couldn't help but come close nervously, his eyes full of subtle longings.

He is obviously weak and seriously injured, but he has the most natural and most vigorous spiritual physique.

The little snake wrapped around Jiang Ziliu's hand, rubbed slowly on the back of his hand, the delicate and cold scales slid across the back of his hand, and then dawdled against his palm again.

Jiang Zheliu stretched out his hand to hold the little black snake, rubbed his fingers between the snake's belly a few times, and said in a low voice, "Why did you come here?"

A few days ago, Chang Gan was stealing a teacher in the kitchen, getting along with the ginseng dolls, and learned a lot of knowledge about medicinal diets.

Chang Gan said: "Uncle finally left, otherwise there would be no chance."

While talking, the little black snake spat out a letter and complained: "My uncle's eyes are so scary, he looks at his brother as if he is looking at something delicious. Every time I get close, I will Was stabbed back by the devil."

Probably this is the devil's repulsion. Jiang Zheliu pondered, but he had heard that the great demons are generally not so harmonious, the breath of the demons themselves are mutually exclusive, and sometimes there will be cruel struggles for mates.

They surrendered to Wen Renye, but it did not prevent them from challenging Wen Renye. Every Demon Venerable is the strongest person in the Demon World, there are no exceptions.

Chang Gan's tail was icy cold. At this moment, he hooked his fingers with a hint of coquettish coquettishness.

The aura emanating from Jiang Zheliu's body smells so good, it is full of temptation to the half-demon, not to mention those pure demon clan, that is, the little deer Achu has his own ideas, so he was not trapped.

Jiang Zheliu didn't care that Changgan was in a circle in his arms. When he was safe before, he also took in many goblins. They often wanted to come over but stopped, fearing his coldness, but yearning for him. The breath on his body has never been so presumptuous.

The sun was getting warmer, and he couldn't see the lake scene around him. He could only feel the light wind blowing over and blowing his drooping hair.

It was too quiet around him, and he was even more sleepy.

Just when Jiang Zheliu was about to fall asleep, tiny ripples swayed on the lake, and the sound of the water gradually dispersed. With the sound of surging water, something suddenly broke out of the water and lay on the shore. .

Jiang Zheliu couldn't fall asleep again, but the little snake in his arms slept so peacefully.

He felt a hint of magic.

There should be no evil monsters in the lake where Danxin Guan is located, otherwise Ember Year will not be relieved that he will come out.

There is still a hint of familiarity in this demon.

Jiang Zheliu didn't speak first, but carefully distinguished it, and then heard a timid voice with a weak cry.

"...Xian, Xianzun..." was a girl's voice, "So you are here... uu..."

Jiang Zheliu was silent for a moment and asked in a low voice, "Ali?"

Ah Li is a koi raised in the fish tank of his residence. It is a girl who only formed at the age of 300. He remembers that the other party's tail is red, and when he sees himself, his face is often red.

At that time, he asked Wuxin to send them all back to where they should go. Unexpectedly, the place where A Li returned was this lake.

Jiang Zheliu only said these two words, and the mood of the girl opposite collapsed suddenly. She went ashore from the water, still wet, and threw herself into Jiang Ziliu's arms, crying while she was still wet. Said: "Why did Xianzun drive A Li away, even if Xianzun did not cultivate, A Li has always been with Xianzun, and A Li will not leave Xianzun..."

She was out of breath from crying, Jiang Zheliu was pressed against her chest by her and felt a little stuffy, but she didn't say anything, she reached out and touched her hair, and said, "I didn't drive you away, but you press it again. I, I will be sent away soon."

His words were soft, but A Li still hurriedly got up, and Chang Gan, who was squeezed into a snake cake, also opened his eyes in confusion, not knowing what happened.

The little koi Jing looked at the long silk on Jiang Zheliu's eyes, and his heart was stunned, and he almost cried again. After holding it for a long time, he opened his mouth and said: "Xianzun, I miss you so much... I wish the young master to follow us. Said that you are injured and can't take care of us, but A Li doesn't need to be taken care of by Immortal Venerable, I can take care of you."

These little goblins used to be called Young Master Zhu Wuxin, and they still call him Young Master now. When Jiang Zheliu was in power, almost everyone knew that Zhu Wuxin was the successor, and only he himself would be suspicious, jealous, and cranky.

Jiang Zheliu didn't expect to meet the little goblin he had taken in in such a place. He thought about it and remembered what the little demon king said when he made a three-chapter contract with him... The demon seemed to have said that he would not let him take in the little one casually. demon.

He didn't know why he suddenly remembered Wen Renye's words.

"You don't have to." Jiang Zheliu said, "I'm fine now, you don't have to worry."

A Li wiped his tears, looked at him eagerly, and then looked at the little snake in his arms, too sour to speak, and asked softly: "I am too late. Immortal Venerable It must be very hard..."

Everyone seemed to think he was working hard.

Jiang Zheliu wanted to touch the little girl's hair again, but because he couldn't see it, he just stretched out his hand and took it back, just asked, "Do you live here?"

Ah Li nodded, and the tears were still dry: "Yeah, when I didn't go to the Lingxiao School, I lived here. Yu Guanzhu doesn't care about this, there are many small carp in the lake that are about to mature... Fairy The breath on your body smells so good, you must be careful!"

...be careful with a school of fish. Jiang Zheliu couldn't help but smile and said, "Okay, I see. You can go back."

Where did Ah Li want to go, she said yes, but she was so worried in her heart that she had to lie on the bank and stare at him, the bright red koi tail slowly floating under the lake water.

She looked at it for a long time, and the more she looked, the more she blushed, she shyly withdrew her eyes, and the worry in her heart slowly changed, and she even secretly felt: The Immortal Venerable's cultivation base has been lost, and her eyes can no longer see it. Chance, like that snake lying in the arms of Immortal Venerable?

She didn't know that many people thought so, but following this line of thought, she observed the black snake again. After observing for a moment, she suddenly realized that the snake did not seem to be a pure demon.

This snake has a devilish energy on it.

A Li felt another sudden shock in her heart, and suddenly remembered some rumors from the Wanling Palace in the demon world recently, saying that Immortal Venerable was coerced by a big demon... Now that she saw Jiang Zheliu, she didn't believe it. But she remembered that Immortal Venerable didn't like Demon Race.

How could Jiang Xianzun let a half-demon, half-demon species stay by his side...

The little Koi Jing was worried for a long time, and many ideas came to her mind. She was afraid that this snake was left by the big devil to monitor the Immortal Venerable, but she didn't dare to ask. In the end, the more I thought about it, the more terrifying it became, and it slowly sank into the water.

There won't really be a big devil to bully Immortal Venerable... Ah Li automatically added dramas such as robbing, imprisonment, humiliation, etc. in his mind, especially Yu Guanzhu's eroticism business here is very famous, Thinking about it like this, the little girl's mind is full of indescribable colors.

no. The little carp essence thought solemnly, I have to rescue the Immortal Venerable!

It's just that she can't do anything... Who should I turn to for help...? The two true monarchs of Wanling Palace are the friends of the Immortal Venerable, and the Young Master Zhu is the closest person to the Immortal Venerable... and the Master Jin Shao from the Peerless Sword Pavilion is also very...

Ah Li spit out a bubble and secretly looked at Jiang Ziliu through a layer of clear lake, feeling more and more that he was "in hot water".

It's just that at this time, Jiang Xianzun, who was "hot and hot", rubbed the limp and paralyzed little snake in his arms, and the thoughts in his mind drifted farther and farther.

What is the little devil doing now?

...a little bit about him.