Yu Shu held the Qianli Zui that Huo Yan gave her and the red spar she chose, and walked towards the pavilion where Ji Jue was.
Huo Yan just told her that Ji Jue loved drinking, especially Qianli Zui.
That's why she took this altar of Thousand Miles Drunk.
Just back from the demon market, Ji Jue didn't say a word and went straight to the pavilion to stay. It seemed that she was really angry.
When Yu Shu saw the black figure in the pavilion, she walked over with gentle steps, walked behind Ji Jue, and suddenly made a scary sound.
"Ji Jue!"
Ji Jue raised his eyes and glanced at her lazily. He had already noticed Yu Shu, but he was just too lazy to say anything.
The bronze mask was thrown aside by him, and he leaned slantedly on the table, looking a little tired.
When Yu Shu saw that Ji Jue had no reaction, she smiled coquettishly and said, "Huo Yan said you like to drink Qianli Drunk, so I specially brought a jar."
Yu Shu sat next to her, took out two glasses, and poured wine diligently.
Ji Jue looked strange. He frowned and immediately understood that Huo Yan must be up to something.
Yu Shu saw that Ji Jue had no intention of drinking, and she immediately became anxious, "Are you really angry?"
Ji Jue glanced at Yu Shu and saw her uneasy face, so he took the wine glass and said coldly, "Not angry."
Yu Shu gritted her teeth. She held the cup in both hands and sipped it. "That's not what I meant just now. It's just that Kuang You recognized me as his savior, the master of Tianxue Peak, and wanted to take me with him."
Walk."
"But I sternly refused. I said I wanted to stay with my good master, the King of Ghost Prison, and no one could take me away!"
Yu Shu also acted in a weird way, which was quite funny.
Ji Jue smiled and said, "I am not your master. Whoever you come into contact with has nothing to do with me."
Yu Shu held the wine glass and muttered, "You are not my master, who is my master?"
She suddenly remembered the business, put down her wine glass, and took out the red crystal stone. Before she could speak, she saw Ji Jue's expression change.
Ji Jue stared at the red crystal stone and said coldly, "Where did you get this neon dream stone?"
Yu Shu looked at Ji Jue's serious expression and was stunned for a moment, "I got this from Wei Mu."
She wanted to choose a gift, so Wei Mu gave her this spar. This red spar was in the shape of a drop of water, and the crystal was transparent and flowing. It was very suitable to be used as a sword pendant.
Ji Jue's expression suddenly changed. The neon dream stone is the most commonly used object among monsters to express affection.
And this neon dream stone was given to Yu Shu by Wei Mu. Thinking of this, the familiar feeling of depression came again.
His eyebrows were a little cold and he said in a cold voice, "You are a righteous monk and you shouldn't always mix with these monsters."
When these words came out of Ji Jue's mouth, Yu Shu found it a bit funny, "But you are a swordsman who is the king in the demon and ghost prison realm."
A dim light flashed across Ji Jue's eyes, "You are not suitable to stay here."
Yu Shu raised her eyebrows. She looked at Ji Jue's serious face and asked, "What do you mean?"
Her face was full of confusion, and her tone became a little excited, "Are you going to send me away too? Just because I am a righteous monk?!"
Ji Jue lowered his eyes, rubbed the wine glass with his fingers, and did not answer, as if he acquiesced.
Yu Shu gradually put away her smile and her face darkened.
"But, are those who are imprisoned in the prison of demons and ghosts evil? Are the monks who wear sect clothes outside and talk about killing demons and protecting the way righteous?"
She took a deep breath and said, "Ji Jue, I have never told you why I jumped into this ghost prison."
She looked at Ji Jue and said eloquently, "Ten years ago, I was brought back to the sect by Wen Yuejing. I mistakenly regarded my enemy as a benefactor and joined the Tianqing sect."
Ji Jue raised his eyes, a trace of surprise appeared in his eyes, and he listened quietly.
"Wen Yuejing killed all my relatives and considered himself a benefactor. He took me back to the sect and accepted me as a disciple. It was just because his beloved daughter's spiritual root was born with a defective one. She had to replace it on the day of her wedding so that she could survive.
And my spiritual roots match his beloved daughter’s spiritual roots.”
Hearing this, Ji Jue suddenly tightened his grip on the wine glass in his hand, his brows furrowed, and intense sourness and annoyance surged in his heart unconsciously.
He looked at Yu Shu, whose face was expressionless, as if she was telling someone else's story.
"They wanted to dig out my spiritual roots to save her. They forced me, hunted me down, and did everything they could to dig out my spiritual roots." The scene of being forced to self-destruct in the first life suddenly appeared in front of Yu Shu's eyes.
Wen Yuejing pierced her with his sword without mercy.
"No one in the entire sect cares about my life, no one helps me, I really have no choice, Ji Jue."
"This hell of demons and ghosts, known as a place of death by monks, is the only place where I can find a way to survive."
Moisture flashed across Yu Shu's eyes, and she instantly returned to normal. That group of people, that sect, was not worthy of her shedding a single tear.
She raised her eyes and met Ji Jue's black eyes. He looked at her like that, full of pity.
At that moment, Yu Shu understood that not everyone was attracted to Wen Xuezui.
She looked at Ji Jue, her nose suddenly started to feel sore, and then tears quickly gathered in her eyes, unable to stop them from rolling down.
She wasn't crying about digging up spiritual roots, she just wanted to cry when she saw Ji Jue.
Yu Shu didn't care at all what people thought of her or whether anyone helped her. She had long been prepared to be independent and act alone.
She jumped down with the intention of risking her life to survive, but she happened to meet this person.
He had to lead her to practice step by step, he had to notice her ordinary iron sword, he had to find the most suitable sword and sword manual for her, he had to find the real her from a dozen paper puppets at a glance, he had to replace her.
She blocks the thunder, so you have to worry about her.
Even though Yu Shu knew clearly in her heart that he did all this because of the heart-to-heart relationship, her dry heart still felt like she had tasted a clear spring.
She could accept being the target of public criticism, but she couldn't accept someone giving her everything.
Yu Shu couldn't control her tears, and the scene in front of her was blurred. She tried her best not to be too embarrassed.
Her voice was still choked, but she still stubbornly wanted an answer, "Ji Jue, please tell me again what is good and what is evil."
Ji Jue looked at Yu Shu, feeling as if she had been stabbed in the heart. Her eyes, which were always bright and bright on weekdays, now darkened, revealing boundless sadness.
The red eyes were filled with tears one after another. The tears on the cheeks slowly slid down and hung precariously on the chin, arousing Ji Jue's infinite affection.
For the first time in his life, Ji Jue felt so regretful. He should not have hesitated to say anything for a moment, so that Yu Shu would not cry.
His brows and eyes were filled with regret. He looked at Yu Shu and felt every tear fall into his heart.
Bitter and hot.
He opened his mouth slightly and wanted to say something, but his throat was extremely dry.
Yu Shu's head was swollen, as if she was drunk.
She bit her lower lip lightly, pointed her fingers into the teardrops that fell on the table, dipped her tears in them, and drew a circle on the table.
Then he said to himself, "Whether it's a human being or a monster, I don't care at all."
"This circle is my territory, and the people in my territory are the most important to me. I only care about them."
The scene in front of Yu Shu's eyes became increasingly blurry, and she felt that her thoughts were gradually drifting away.
Ji Jue looked at the blush on Yu Shu's cheeks and her unsteady figure, and guessed that she was drunk.
Most people would be drunk after just a few drinks. He raised his eyebrows and cursed ten thousand times in his heart.
Ji Jue leaned over to support Yu Shu, gently wiped away the tears hanging on Yu Shu's cheeks, her eyes softened immediately, and she said in a low voice, "Yu Shu, you are drunk, I will take you back."
Yu Shu shook her head slightly, her eyes still filled with water mist after crying. She looked straight at Ji Jue, drunkenly.
She spoke very slowly and clearly.
"Ji Jue, you will always be at the center of my circle."
Ji Jue's whole body froze. He looked into Yu Shu's tear-covered eyes and listened to Yu Shu's drunken words. His heart suddenly stopped beating for a moment, and then jumped up rapidly again.
Plop, plop, it seemed to jump out of Ji Jue's chest.
Crazy...
Really crazy...
Listening to Yu Shu's crazy words, Ji Jue felt that he was going crazy too.
The holy moonlight shines on the drunken Yu Shu and Ji Jue's heart.
A secret and hot unknown emotion, growing wantonly and lawlessly under the bright full moon.
Just like a seed sprouts the moment it falls into the soil, and becomes a towering tree in the blink of an eye.
Ji Zhizhi was in a trance for a moment, and withdrew his strength from his hand, Yu Shu fell straight into his arms.
She muttered, "Ji Jue...Master, you are my best master..."
"I just want to stay here..."
Ji Jue was stunned for a moment. When he heard the word 'master', his heartbeat suddenly slowed down, and then bursts of sourness burst in his heart.
His thoughts kept turning, and Ji Jue seemed to have figured out the cause and effect.
He picked up the wine glass on the table helplessly and took a sip. Looking at the particularly dazzling full moon, he raised the corners of his lips slightly.
Master, let’s just say Master, he will accept it no matter what.
He has guarded this place for nine hundred years, and for nine hundred years, someone happened to fall into his ghost prison palace, into his pool of stagnant water, and insisted on causing ripples on the calm lake surface.
What can he do if he has to turn the stagnant water into a living spring?