[full-time master] short story

Hou Yexiu picked up the pipe and slowly took a puff.

The smoke dissipated.

Zhou Zekai's figure was misty with the gray smog and rain, and soon disappeared.

four

Zhou Zekai stood in the dark courtyard.The misty rain of the past has faded away, and now there is only darkness without stars and moon, like water covering the swordsman's narrow sleeves and covering his eyes.After the eyes are covered, everything that is heard and heard expands infinitely - a patrolman coughs lightly, a dog barks behind Ye Guiren from a distance, and someone's child wakes up in the middle of the night and cries. up.In the distance, the watchman rang his clapper.

When, when, when.

It has been changed three times.

Zhou Zekai stood very quietly in the darkness, as if he had merged with that night, he was the tree in the garden, the flowers on the branches, the moon behind the clouds, and the fading stars.He seems to have been scattered in every corner of the courtyard, no one can see him, but he is watching everything.

Then, he realized, that person was coming.

Even though there was no sound, no omen - but Zhou Zekai just knew that he had come.

Naturally, the arrangements of those Jiedushi could not stop him.Zhou Zekai put his hand on the hilt of his sword and listened—how could a mortal catch a swordsman like the wind.Ye Xiu's movements were so fast and so erratic, Zhou Zekai heard the swordsmen's swords fall to the ground, and the iron net that hadn't opened in time was torn from it, and the soldiers who had just had time to panic were hurt by the heavy weight on the back of their necks. Knocked down to the ground.All of this didn't seem to take much time, and the night became quiet again, like a pool of quiet water that calmed its ripples.

Zhou Zekai opened his eyes.

Now he couldn't hear Ye Xiu's voice.The man seemed to have melted into the darkness, turning into a breeze, a falling leaf, and the chirping of insects.The eyes naturally couldn't catch him, and the voice couldn't catch his trace anymore.

This would have been worrying.But Zhou Zekai just held his sword steadily and waited.

If someone could see his face from this darkness, it might be inconceivable.Because Zhou Zekai's expression is so gentle, it's like waiting for a lover to meet on a bridge covered in rain and snow, or walking alone on a long road at night and suddenly seeing a dim and warm light.

Then Ye Xiu came.

A ray of thunderous white light suddenly lit up in the darkness, it was so bright, as if the darkness of the whole night was about to be dispelled; it was so dazzling that anyone who saw it would be amazed by its light, and Forget that it is a sword glow that can kill people.

And Zhou Zekai moved.

Even before the sword glow lit up, Zhou Zekai moved.Like a bird jumping off a branch, he jumped up lightly and effortlessly, as if facing the sword light defenselessly.

And the sword in his hand has been unsheathed without a sound.

The bright sword light met the dim sword, and made a loud sound like a dragon's chant.The instant sparks made Zhou Zekai see Ye Xiu.

The familiar smile disappeared from those familiar eyes, leaving only pure fighting spirit.

- This is the time.

Show me your sword.

The two swords staggered and trembled, and finally seemed to be unable to support them, bending between forces and conflicts-then their masters took advantage of this to leap forward.

Zhou Zekai jumped away in the darkness like a swallow flying.The moment he put the horizontal sword on his chest again, Ye Xiu's sword followed him like a shadow.

No one knew where Ye Xiu's sword came from.His sword seemed to be everywhere, with no move or style but pervasive, he stalked Zhou Zekai closely and collided with his sword, the sound was almost continuous.

If it was the second person, Ye Xiu would definitely be unstoppable.But Zhou Zekai can.He didn't even open his eyes, but the energy in his body had already spread to envelop Zhou Zhangxu.How did Ye Xiu's sword come out - he didn't know and didn't bother to think about it, his sword seemed to move naturally to meet the opponent's sword edge, so this martial arts contest that put his life on the edge of the blade turned out to be It's like a dance.

"It's more than that."

Ye Xiu said, that voice clearly fell into Zhou Zekai's ears even amidst such a close clash of blades.

"My sword is finished. How about yours?"

Zhou Zekai didn't answer.

But as if they had made an appointment, they each leaped backwards.

At this moment, the dark clouds in the sky scattered away as if they were torn apart by the fight between the two swordsmen, and a full moon suddenly jumped out, pouring silver light into the small courtyard—so Zhou Zekai saw a Leave Ye Xiu for many days.

Men are not what they used to be.

In the past, when the battle god's reputation was at its peak, as long as he held a sword in his hand, Ye Xiu always carried a kind of sharpness that was difficult to impress.However, Ye Xiu is now holding the sword, but it is more like a tree with luxuriant branches and leaves. The sword in his hand looks so simple, no one can believe that it can burst into such light in the dark.But Zhou Zekai was secretly surprised.

If it is said that Ye Xiu’s aura before was merely imitated from the thousands of natural auras, but now it is a blend—he no longer imitates anything, but he has shown countless possibilities—he is not this courtyard, this tree, The flower, and the garden, the tree, and the flower are him.Such a man seemed to be far away from Zhou Zekai's reach - but his expression looking at the young man was as gentle as the evening long ago.

"Have you found your sword?"

Zhou Zekai nodded.

"Then show me."

Ye Xiudao slowly performed a sword salute.

"Please."

This is no longer the kind of etiquette that he used as a senior brother when he was practicing swords with Zhou Zekai before, but the etiquette that is done between peers.

In the distant sky, a star shines brightly.And on the other side far away from it, another star seemed to echo it, responding to it with twinkling light.

Zhou Zekai closed his eyes for a moment, shutting out the starlight that always hurt his eyes, and then raised his sword.

"Please."

The Jiedu Envoy in the room was already startled by the sound in the courtyard.He never expected that the arrangement that he thought was impenetrable would be so vulnerable, he could only shiver and shiver in the room, not knowing what was going on outside, but he didn't dare to take a look at it.Later, when I heard the conversation between the two people in the courtyard, I heard that these two people were old acquaintances, and I felt that my life was in the hands of others.

He stroked his neck, and was about to sigh, "Who is going to cut off the big head?" Then he saw a gust of wind in the room, and the next moment the extinguished oil lamp turned on.The Jiedu Envoy was startled, and was about to hide when he saw the bed curtain pulled back.

The mysterious swordsman "Jun Mo Xiao" who never sees the end of the rivers and lakes smiled at him: "I was entrusted to take your head."

The Jiedu envoy felt his legs trembling, and was about to lose his composure. He glanced back and saw that he had managed to invite a young man in black to stand behind the man with a sword in his hand, with an indifferent look on his face.He gritted his teeth and called out:

"Mr. Zhou, great knight Zhou, Zhou..."

Before the word "Zhou" was finished, a short dagger brushed against the side of his neck.When did the pampered Jiedu envoy see this, rolled his eyes, foamed at the mouth and passed out.

Ye Xiu straightened up slowly with the cut lock of hair in his hand, and wrapped it in a veil as if he disliked something dirty: "This can also comfort the poor girl."

Holding the sword in his arms, Zhou Zekai said, "You didn't come to kill him."

"The brothel girl who entrusted me just wants me to scare him." Ye Xiu said leisurely, "But I didn't expect this person to have such a big fight, even you have been invited."

Zhou Zekai looked at Ye Xiu and suddenly smiled slightly.

"In this way, it's not a bad thing."

"Less murder?"

"No." Zhou Zekai said, "It's for me to meet you again."

Ye Xiu was startled, then suddenly smiled loudly and said, "Let's go."

From then on, in the arena, no one has heard of "Jun Moxiao" and the black-clothed swordsman.

Finish

Supplement

The Zhou family in Runan had a young son named Zekai.When he was young, he was silent, but when he was a little longer, he could recite various books, and his virtuous name was passed down in the village.Later, some Taoist priests came to the house, and they were regarded as disciples.Zhou refused to allow it, and left with a long smile and clapping his hands.In the same year, Ze Kai met a young man who was very good at Cuju, and he lured him away.Since there is no news.It has been more than ten years since I returned, but I learned swords from immortals, but I don't know the world and can't make an inch, so I returned.If you do tricks, your family members don't dare to ask.One day, Runan Jiedu wanted to pass the government.Those who say there is Jun Moxiao want to take his life.It was Zekai under the Zhou family.Ze Kai promised him to stay in the court.It was night, Lord Grim and Ze Kai were fighting swords in the court, the wind was strong, the dark clouds cleared away, and the shadows appeared.The festival is full of fear, but only listen to it secretly.Jun Moxiao asked: "The world is complicated, and all living beings are suffering. Life, old age, sickness and death don't hate sorrow, what will you take?" Ze Kai said: "After you say goodbye to you, you will know how to love each other." Then they went away.I never heard of it again.

20. [Double Flower] Yesterday's Island

island of yesterday

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Zhang Jiale hadn't been to that relay station for many years.

It is the farthest away from large-scale settlements, but it is far better than those relay stations built on artificial celestial bodies in the general sense.The explorers who first came to this asteroid ambitiously built a large-scale airport with complete facilities and named it "City of Tomorrow".In the golden age, hundreds of thousands of residents gathered here.However, people no longer have the ambition to explore deep space. The early development plans have gradually become dusty and moldy files in the archives. The city of tomorrow is also gradually declining. Love and legends remain on the sand like shells after low tide: a wall with graffiti peeling off, a tree with its name carved on its bark, a rusted bronze statue of the Virgin Mary