"Sword Master, it's not me who wants to..." Yu Xi leaned against Baili Fengjian softly, biting her lip in an especially innocent manner.
"I know," Yu Xi interrupted before he could finish his words. Baili Fengjian looked at Jing Che calmly, and at the end he slowly said, "It's up to her."
Ready to leave.
This time it was reversed, he couldn't hide his anger, but she just slapped her hands on the ground, with a well-behaved and impeccable expression on her face, and made a soft voice, Jing Che said: "Master, walk slowly."
The figure paused, and then his long legs stepped out of the threshold, and the pace became tighter. Yu Xi hurriedly wanted to keep up, stretched out his hand to pull his sleeves, but before he could think of it, he stumbled and staggered forward.
"Ouch", no one expected it to be so sudden, and Yu Xi's stomach hit the threshold.
After being surprised for a moment and wanting to step forward, Jing Che continued to stand calmly on the spot, letting Baili Fengjian turn around eagerly to help her up, as if he was watching a farce. It had nothing to do with her anyway, so she didn't need to panic.
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"It hurts, it hurts... ah..." Yu Xi clutched Baili Fengjian's robe tightly, her delicate face twisted into a ball in pain, and her face instantly turned pale.
Dark blood seeped out from under her skirt, shockingly quickly turning it red.
"Bear it." Baili Fengjian picked her up by the waist, with a little panic in his steps, and disappeared out the door in a blink of an eye.
I don't know how long I walked, until the carved wooden door was blown by a gust of wind and swayed, and Jing Che let go of his lips that he had not known when he was biting.
He took a piece of scrap cloth with no interest in life, squeezed some water, squatted on the ground and wiped the blood as if nothing had happened. In the end, this behavior got out of control, Jingche began to carefully wipe every inch of the brick wall in the room, as if
All traces of the previous owner must be erased.
When I straightened up again, there was someone standing at the door.
"Uncle Lu?" Jing Che was a little surprised. Shouldn't she be treating Yu Xi? Why did he come to see her?
Lu Shenyu stepped in the door, looked around, felt relieved, and said kindly: "A Che."
"Did the child survive?" she asked casually with her eyes closed.
"Still hanging."
"Do you need me to do anything?" Jing Che asked bluntly. She was not a fool. After a moment's thought, she knew that there must be something that Baili Fengjian couldn't talk about, and she wanted Lu Shenyu to come talk to her. Jing Che could refuse.
Master, but couldn’t refuse Uncle Lu.
Lu Shenyu smiled awkwardly, took Jing Che's hand and clasped it in his palm, then said: "Actually, it's like this. You must also know that your blood is extraordinary, Ah Che."
"So you want my blood to be used as medicine?"
Lu Shenyu nodded in relief with some gratitude. Jingche has always been a smart person, and he will not make people tired of dealing with twists and turns. Since she said it first, there is no need for her to speak in person, saving her heart.
Struggle with this step.
"Ache, you don't need to wrong yourself, I'm just asking." She added.
"What did Uncle Lu say? How could I wrong myself?" She narrowed her eyes and walked out. This unusually well-behaved look was so inconsistent with her usual appearance.
Lu Shenyu was startled, feeling that he couldn't see through this girl. Normally, she wouldn't be furious and wanted to duel with Baili Fengjian, or drive Yu Xi out of Yunqin Peak, but why didn't she do anything today?
She agreed after struggling? Could it be that it was really an ordeal that completely reshaped her temperament?
When she regained consciousness, Jing Che was already waiting for her at the foot of the steps.
It's midnight, but the candles are still brightly lit.
In order not to embarrass the master and apprentice, Lu Shenyu did not go into the room. Jing Che went in alone, his back looking a little lonely in the candlelight.
Looking at each other, she glanced at a white porcelain bowl placed on the table and understood immediately. Without saying a word, she took out the sharp blade and held it in her palm.
Baili Fengjian's throat trembled, and he simply forgot what he wanted to say.
The blood flow gathered in the porcelain bowl, and the soft ticking sound was like moistening drizzle. He swayed slightly in the candlelight. The calm girl in front of him seemed to overlap with the enchanting girl in the cell that day, and was completely out of his control.
.Even more calm and calm than that day.
The bowl was filled with blood. Baili Fengjian was about to take it, but Jingche suddenly shrank his hand and said, "Master, I have no obligation to treat your woman. I have conditions."
She looked like this, with a clenched expression and aggressive words, but Baili Fengjian breathed a sigh of relief: "You say it."
"Please, Master and Yu Xi, please enjoy the world between us from now on. Just pretend that I, a villain and a sinner, don't exist and don't come to my room. Master, you know that blood stains are really difficult to clean."
"You——" Baili Fengjian suddenly became angry. Even if she asked him to drive away Yu Xi unreasonably, it was such a condition of giving in step by step. The more she wronged herself, the more he was at a loss. He couldn't help it.
Begging her not to do this, she just said in a sarcastic tone, "You want to be isolated from the world?"
"As soon as possible, a scoundrel like me disappears from people's eyes. This will surely save Master a lot of trouble."
"Whatever you want." He spat out a few words through his teeth.
She handed him the porcelain bowl and was about to leave as if she had completed the task. However, Baili Fengjian grabbed her wrist.
"What?" The warm skin touched, and the hairs on his back suddenly stood up. As if he was about to be exposed, Jing Che was not angry.
He was too lazy to say anything, so he took her hand into a basin and washed it forcefully. He then wrapped a bandage around her hand and tied it in a crooked knot.
She waited for a moment until he finished his action before she pulled away expressionlessly.
He walked faster and faster in the night as if running away, holding his left hand with his right hand, as if tightly holding his remaining warmth. But this warmth was not enough to toss and turn in the long and cold night, and it dissipated in the palm of his hand.
Mysterious days and nights flowed through my palms,
As promised that night, Jing Che became an invisible person, spending most of his time locked in a room alone, either practicing or reading. Being alone, he also developed some quirks, and he must be meticulous every day.
The whole room was kept spotless. Even after a month or so, when all the white horse bones were withered, she spent the whole night collecting flower stems alone.
Baili Fengjian saw it from a distance and didn't bother her. He was secretly worried about her state, but because he agreed to her condition of not disturbing her, he finally did nothing.
Jingche's only contact with the outside world is Yexiu. But Yexiu is not from Yunqin Peak after all, and the war in Xuebei County is busy, so it is inconvenient to visit her on a regular basis. He always brings something with him when he comes, just to relieve his boredom.
He always brought some chestnut shells with him. Every time he came, he would sit with Jing Che for several hours, either talking to Jing Che, or simply staying silent. Ye Xiu was originally taciturn, and became
It's Jingche who cherishes words like gold.
The lunar calendar has turned to the twelfth lunar month, and in a dozen days it will be the New Year. War breaks out this year, so Jiahuang Mountain, which has never cared about formality, hangs lanterns on every peak in order to get some luck.
The snow fell layer after layer, deep enough to bury the bones, and the old peach charms took on a new look. Jing Che stood in front of the window, his arms crossing his eyelids, and a row of lanterns under the eaves of the corridor in the distance turned into a sea of blood in his sight.
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The white air lingered in the air like clouds, and Jing Che fell into a trance just looking at it.
Xiufang also came here today, bringing news that the Lincang army stationed outside Xuebei County suddenly withdrew its troops. It was a good thing. Firecrackers seemed to be setting off in the distance to celebrate, and the sound of the explosions mixed with the wind seemed like an auditory hallucination.
It has nothing to do with her either.
Jing Che turned around, opened the drawer, and poured the newly brought chestnut shells into the brocade bag.
Suddenly there was a babbling sound behind him, and Jing Che was startled. Before he could even hide the things in his hands back in the drawer, he turned around sharply and saw the hysterical wind and snow falling on his face.
After his vision blurred for a moment, he clearly saw the man staggering in facing the candlelight, holding a gourd in his hand, tilting his head and mouthing: "Ah Che."
A familiar call almost brought tears to his eyes. Jing Che stood blankly, forgetting to react. The smell of alcohol that should have hit his nose strongly could not be smelled at all now, and he could only guess that he was drunk again.
But he was drunk, why did he come here to find her?
Before she had time to think too much, she saw the gourd standing on the table. He came closer and put his hand on her shoulder casually.
Holding her body slightly, a shadow covered the top of her head: "Ah Che, what are you hiding in your hand?"
His tone was still somewhat sober, and his half-squinted eyes were full of muddy drunkenness.
He hurriedly put his right hand behind his back to stuff the kit back into the drawer, and sneered coldly: "Master, why are you here in such a free time? Don't you remember what you promised?"
He caught all her little moves. Baili Fengjian ignored her words, only held her shoulders with one hand, and followed her behind her with the other hand, as if playing a hide-and-seek game, you chase and I hide. No.
In consciousness, the two people are close to each other, skin to skin.
She panicked at first, and couldn't move her eyes away from his deep and close eyes. The more she hid, the worse she got. Her hand suddenly became empty, and the brocade bag she held in her hand disappeared.
Baili Fengjian turned away, pulled his lips and smiled a little proudly, and was about to open the brocade bag.
"Don't look!" Jing Che suddenly shouted and rushed forward to take it back.
Baili Fengjian had already taken out some of the things inside, holding them in his hand and looking at them for a long time, his ungrateful face gradually tightened.
"Chestnut skin, white horse bone flower stem?" He narrowed his eyes, his expression was shrouded in an unknown chill, and his tone was as cold as ice, "What do you want to do?"
"What does it have to do with you?" He pursed his lips tightly and reached out to take the brocade bag from his hand, but he pinched his wrist hard and moved his face closer.
"Why didn't you tell me what you wanted to do?"
"Give it back to me!" Jing Che didn't look at him, and she was almost forced to cry.
"Who taught you that white horse bones and chestnut skins mixed together are highly poisonous. How long have you been eating them?" He, who rarely drank loudly, almost roared at this moment, and his pupils were filled with ferocious bloodshot eyes.
The sound seemed to be deafening, and all five sounds were suddenly deafened. Only that voice was riding the wind and waves.
After the words fell, everything fell silent again, but a strong wind suddenly started blowing outside the door, and the snow became heavier and heavier, with thousands of strands falling like arrows raining down from the sky.