The nightmare comes suddenly.

Yuan Ji knelt on the floor of the dark woodshed, surrounded by mountains of firewood filled with a faint musty smell. He could hear the footsteps that grew lighter and heavier echoing outside the house.

He couldn't help but tremble in fear, and his hands and feet shrank back.

The footbells are ringing.

The wooden door was pushed open with a squeak, and Lu Bupin lifted the hem of his robe and crossed the threshold. He flicked his sleeves and robe, and a jingle sounded on the ground immediately, and a sword lay quietly on the ground.

"Pick it up." Lu Bupin pointed at his neck with cold eyes, "Stab me."

"Father..." Yuan Ji crawled back tremblingly, "I... I don't dare."

"I fished you out of the river. You may not be old at the age of three, but it's time to learn the rules." Lu Bupin approached, "From today on, you have to call me Mr. Lu, and you can't call me father."

Words, do you understand?"

"Father--"

Lu Bupin raised his palm and slapped it!

With a snap, the young body hit the firewood pile hard. The severe pain made Yuan Ji tremble all over. The corners of his mouth swelled up, and blood dripped from the corners of his mouth into the dust.

"Don't shout these two words." Lu Bupin said with a cold face, "Take the sword!"

With more cries in his throat, Yuan Ji crawled over and picked up the sword, but his arms kept shaking.

As if he swallowed the pain and learned the rules in fear, he said hoarsely: "Mr. Deer."

"From today on, I teach you the Qijue Sword. The Qijue is to cut off all love and hatred in the world." Lu Bupin walked back and forth, "Yuanji, remember, you must learn to be ruthless and righteous in your life, and you are the one."

A sword, a sword that lives only for killing!"

Yuan Ji opened his eyes wide and asked in a solemn voice: "Who to kill?"

Lu Bupin stepped forward and put his arm around his shoulders, and said solemnly: "Kill whoever is Miss's enemy."

Yuan Ji raised his head, the fear in his eyes was numb, and he asked in confusion: "Who is the lady?"

…

The footbell has been worn on Yuanji's feet since he was a child, and it made a sound wherever he went. Lu Bupin led him to Princess Jiang Xiaonan, pressed his head and knelt down, telling him that he would not go anywhere in the future and would just stay there.

Miss.

Miss.

A girl jumped out from the flowers, wearing a colorful skirt, carrying a bamboo basket on her back, and threw herself into Jiang Xiaonan's arms with her bare feet.

Jiang Xiaonan waved to Yuanji and said, "Yuanji, from now on you will be ridiculous."

Yuan Ji remembered Zhen Xie's appearance and knew that she was the lady. From then on, he followed Zhen Xie.

Zhenxiao took him to catch dragonflies, play in the pond, hide from the back window of the kitchen to steal food, and pick camellias in the Baiyuan Garden. He would follow Zhenxiao wherever he went, following him everywhere like Zhenxiao's shadow.

In the shadow, he could grasp Zhen Xie's breathing, steps, gestures, and even the emotions between his smiles. He completely immersed himself in Zhen Xie, becoming a sharp sword hiding in the darkness. As long as there was someone,

There is even the slightest chance that any dangerous and ridiculous existence will appear.

He will draw the sword he has sharpened for many years!

For ten years, Yuanji forgot who he was, practiced swordplay day and night, and guarded him day and night. He completely lost himself, and he gradually became crazy and calm.

In the contradictory gap between light and shadow, he could only hear the jingling of the footbells and the crying in the woodshed.

That three-year-old boy is dead, and now he is Yuanji.

The sword that lives for Zhen Xiao.

…

"Miss……"

Yuan Ji opened his weak eyes, and the candlelight that entered his eyes was dim. He turned his extremely heavy head in a daze, looking for Zhen Xiao's figure in the unfamiliar environment.

"Sister, this kid is awake."

The magnetic voice echoed in Yuan Ji's ears. He tried his best to open his eyes. A beautiful face appeared in his half-open and half-closed eyes. In his blurry vision, he recognized the person as Jiang Xiaonan.

He moved his dry lips and said hoarsely: "Yuanji, I have met the princess."

"Senior sister, bring some ice." The hazy smoke obscured Jiang Guo's face, "You silly boy is so burned that he calls me Princess."

"Come on, come on." Wu Ting walked into the house with lotus steps, "Let me take a look."

She put the back of her hand against Yuan Ji's forehead. After a moment, she applied the ice pack and carefully wiped Yuan Ji's sweat with a handkerchief.

"Miss..." Yuanji repeated hesitantly, "Miss..."

"Who is this young lady?" Jiang Guo crossed his legs and said, "She has made a young man obsessed with her."

"It should be Zhen Xiaoxiao. Didn't Senior Brother Lu say that the two of them entered Wanjianmen together?" Wu Ting washed the handkerchief and said, "Stop saying a few words."

"Hey, I didn't say that you idiot, why are you in a hurry?" Jiang Guo stood up and walked out the door, "Okay, I'll go out, you stay here."

"Where are you going!" Wu Ting's expression changed rarely, "Just stay and take care of me. Master will come back later."

Jiang Guo smiled proudly, threw the cigarette rod on the table, hugged Wu Ting's slim waist from behind, put it close to her ear, and said softly: "I knew I couldn't survive without you."

"Don't move your hands or feet." Wu Ting said this but did not push her away. "Be good and go get a bowl of water."

Jiang Guosong suddenly opened his mouth and bit her earlobe. The earrings swayed in the dim light and shone with orange light.

Wu Ting's ears suddenly turned crimson.

Jiang Guo poured some tea and handed it over, saying, "In the past two days, I heard from my junior brother who came back from Chongdu that the news about Zhen Xie's escape has spread widely, and the emperor has sent many soldiers to search for Jiang's family in Yanzhou."

Wuting gave Yuanji tea and asked: "Why did you go to Jiang's house to search for people?"

Jiang Guo picked up the cigarette stick and took a sip, and said: "Princess Zhen Jiang Xiaonan was born in the Jiang family. There are many disciples in our sect who are officials in Chongdu. We can receive letters much faster than among ordinary people. I heard that he was intercepted by the soldiers."

Secret message, the old man of the Jiang family wants to use the back door of the border fortress to smuggle Zhen Xie to Yanzhou."

"Didn't Zhen Keke enter the Wanjian Sect?" Wu Ting put down the tea bowl, "This young man is still thinking about Zhen Keke after being burned like this. I'm afraid Master won't be able to keep him."

Jiang Guo raised his feet and said, "I'm curious as to why Master kept this boy."

Wu Ting picked up the footbell on Yuan Ji's foot and looked at it, and found that the writing on it had a sharp gap, and she could vaguely see two words written on it.

Music, literature.

She said: "This young man may be Le Wushuang's son, and the footbell was given to Le Wushuang by his master."

"Fifth Senior Sister." The bead curtain was suddenly opened, and a young man wearing a long gauze robe walked in. He cupped his hands and said, "I'm here to get the medicine."

"Junior Brother Taijing." Wu Ting smiled, "Why are you here to get the medicine so late?"

Liu Taijing smiled, and when his eyes passed by the footbell, he was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Senior brother broke out in the back mountain, I will go back to run errands."

Wu Ting went to prepare the medicine and gave it to Liu Taijing, saying, "It's dark, so I won't give it to you."

Liu Taijing said goodbye and went out. After taking two steps, he suddenly turned back his hesitant eyes, staring at the dimly lit paper windows of Baicao Hall, and fell into deep thought.

…

Five days later, Yuan Ji's injury gradually stabilized. Master Qi Zhou came to check on him several times and asked about his origin and the reason for his injury.

Yuan Ji answered honestly. He was well aware of the iron rule of monks not to interfere in the secular world, so he simply explained his identity. Master Qi Zhou did not answer after listening and left.

On the same day, Lu Hanxiao came to see him and brought him a letter from Lu Bupin.

Yuanji changed into plain water satin clothes and read the letter.

Lu Hanxiao offered the gift and said, "Zhenren, Yuanji's body has recovered so quickly because of his rejuvenation. I am here this time to take him back."

Master Qi Zhou was sitting in a high position, but he was still shorter than Lu Hanxiao. He stroked his white beard and said, "It's okay to take people back, but I have something to ask Yuan Ji."

When Yuanji heard this, he lowered his hands, raised his head, and said, "Yuanji has nothing to repay for the kindness of saving his life. If you ask me, Yuanji will never tell a lie."

Master Qi Zhou jumped off his seat, walked closer, pointed to his footbell, and asked, "Who gave you this footbell?"

Yuanji said: "I have been wearing it since I was a child, and I don't know. Maybe only my parents know."

Master Qi Zhou clasped his hands behind his back and asked: "This footbell is related to your life experience. Do you want to know?"

Yuanji was slightly stunned. From the time he was adopted by Lu Bupin until now, he had asked many questions about the foot bells, and also checked the origin of the foot bells in jewelry shops and stalls, but for so many years, he had no clue.

During those years when he was obsessed with his life experience, he was eager to know who he was, who his parents were, and what his name was.

But from the moment he held the sword, he abandoned the past, and Yuanji was his name.

From now on, from now on.

"I want to know." Yuanji nodded, but added, "That's all."

Master Qi Zhou has learned about his life experience these days, and also knows that he was trained as a dead soldier since he was a child, and the pain involved is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

Master Qi Zhou sighed and said: "This foot bell is a small gift I gave to the singer Yue Wushuang from Yanzhou. When I was trapped in the Demon Realm of Sadness and my life was about to expire, it was her music that saved me. This foot bell

As I grow up with you, you will most likely be Le Wushuang's son."

Yuan Ji didn't say anything when he heard this, Wu Ting clutched the handkerchief and said: "During the Chongwu period, Le Wushuang's flower boat caught fire, and everyone on the boat was burned to death, and no one survived."

Yuan Ji looked sideways at her and saw her looking at him with a worried expression, knowing that she was worried about him.
To be continued...