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I walked fast, and it didn't take long to come to the backyard. I was upset by the dilapidation I saw, and I swept across it indiscriminately, standing quietly in my corner of the eye.It was a small bamboo forest, and there were some residual leaves hanging on the tall figure, so it was obvious that he hadn't escaped.Under the bamboo in the secluded forest, I walked over the eaves from a corner. I followed my eyes and kept stepping. After a few steps, I arrived in front of the bamboo forest. When I opened up a field of vision, I saw an independent courtyard neatly hidden behind.The fence fence is around, making it more and more independent and independent.

Thinking that this is the place that Qin Shihuan referred to simply cleaned up, he was quite determined, leaned forward, pushed open the gate of the fenced courtyard, and walked to the front of the house along the path paved with bluestones.The corners of the eaves are very wide, and the porch is also paved with a three-person path wide, walking around the house for a week.The guardrail is half the height of a person, and the armrest is as wide as two palms. There are some scattered bamboo slips and silk books, while on the other side of the guardrail, there are some stalks of grass spread out, exuding a special smell dryly.

I could smell it as medicine.With an indescribable depression in my heart, I stepped onto the wooden porch and pushed open the door under the eaves.

There was a creaking sound from the tallow door, and the first thing that came into view was a simple living room. There was an oil lamp on the table against the wall, and the lamp oil was cold.There are two simple chairs on the left and right, and beside the chairs are two small doors leading to the backyard. In the past, there is a bamboo forest swaying in the wind in the backyard.I stood by the door and looked left and right. There were rooms in each of the two places. After thinking about it, I walked towards the room on the left.

The room is still very simple, with a wooden bed, a desk, and two chairs.The case is complete with calligraphy, inkstone, pen and ink, and there are a few thin brocade pages scattered around, with ink dots on the clean background. I walked over slowly and looked down, and there were several black and white ink paintings.I raised my hand and unfolded the pages one by one. It was the story of the murals in the corridor under the tomb of the Ji family.

Thinking of Qin Shihuan's words, I couldn't help being complicated for a while.He said that he traveled all over the world just to appreciate the wonders of the world, and the picture in front of him has such a meaning, but along the way, he has accumulated more and more questions, how can we not make people think about it outside of this? What score?

Looking around for a week, I saw nothing but the calligraphy and paintings on the case, so I gave up and walked to another room.Never thinking of just standing at the door, he took a thorough look at the room on the right hand side.The layout is almost the same as that on the left side, and the desk is so clean that it is hard to think about it.The whole room gave people a simple and transparent indifference, which made my heart feel more empty. I walked out of the room in a wandering mind, stepped down the wooden steps in front of the door, slowed down, and sat down against the porch.

Leaning on the gatepost, I stared at the gate of the fence, my heart slowly sank into the endless void, the only thing I was thinking about was when Qin Shihuan would come back.

When I opened my eyes, the unique blueness of the night spread out, and the sky was already dark.

The room behind him projected a warm light, reflected on the still pale face of Qin Shihuan who was lying on a bamboo chair in the yard, and made him who was always erratic suddenly a little more popular.

I don't know when I fell asleep, I thought about it in a trance.

Slightly straightened my body leaning against the doorpost, perhaps it was the unique tranquility of the night that made me not want to move any more, I just propped my chin up and looked at the side face of Qin Shihuan who had fallen asleep, listening to my own soft heartbeat.

There is a strong and sometimes faint medicinal smell in the breeze, slightly damp.Behind the courtyard, there was the sound of flooding from medicine pots, gurgling, lightly suppressing the rhythm of my heartbeat.

"It's cold at night, go back to sleep." At some point, Qin Shihuan turned his eyes away, and the amber eyes reflected the candlelight projected from the room, drifting into my heart bewilderedly, which provoked light Qian's heart beat slightly louder.

"It's not so warm in the room." I simply put my hands on my cheeks, calmed down my emotions, and said in a nonchalant manner, "You are very tired."

"I'm a little tired after dealing with hundreds of people." Qin Shihuan closed his eyes again facing the night sky, and spoke in a weary tone.

"After asking so many people... Yao... Mei, have you asked yourself?" For some reason, I wanted to get close to him, and I did the same.He walked slowly to the bamboo chair and knelt down, resting his forearm on the armrest of the bamboo chair and resting his chin on it. Looking up at his carved profile, he felt a cold breath emanating from his body.

Qin Shihuan's Adam's apple twitched, "It's useless to ask about some things."

"Really? Then I asked, will it be useful?" I curled my lips, thinking about this person, when will he have a clear and affirmative word.

"Just ask." His voice became weaker and weaker, with a hint of a sigh.

"who are you?"

Qin Shihuan's heart and eyes heaved visibly, he opened his eyes as if struggling, stared at me with frown, and remained silent for a while.

"Who are you?" I followed closely.

"I am the headmaster of Wuxiang Academy, Qin Shihuan."

After listening to him finish speaking, I pursed my lips, widened my wry smile, lazily tilted my head and pressed it against the pillow of my forearm, without looking at him, and lost my tone, "Qin Shihuan, you Are you not tired of going around in circles? From the very beginning, you seem to have insight into my destiny. Whether it is the first meeting in the forest, or all the way, you are helping me. I never knew you, What made you do this? And why do I always have a natural trust in you? Even at this moment, you are still going round and round, and you have never said a word of truth. I believe that you will not harm me. Isn't it unfair to me? "

"There is no such thing as fairness in the world. Telling the truth is not true, relatively speaking, it is not true." Qin Shihuan sighed, and I felt his hand gently caressing my long hair. , I almost have the illusion that I have returned to Leng Jiyuan getting along with the master.

The corners of my eyes were hot and sore, and I couldn't bear it anymore, so I slapped Qin Shihuan's hand away, grabbed the armrest, tensed my body, and looked down at him from top to bottom, "Qin Shihuan!"

"I'm here."

He responded softly, his eyes were calm, I felt more and more helpless, and my body trembled uncontrollably.With a swiping of the palm, a clever idea happened, and a piece of bamboo forest was chopped down.

"You made trouble for no reason, so is it fair to this green bamboo?" Qin Shihuan lightly picked up a bamboo leaf from his forehead, sat up, and then coughed, gradually becoming more severe, oozing from between the fingers covering his lips. Yin Hong is here.

There was a shudder in my heart, and I said in a trembling voice, "You are indeed injured!"

"Sir, medicine!"

The voice came from behind, and before turning around, a porcelain bowl was held in both hands and handed to Qin Shihuan.I turned my head to look sideways, and saw that it was Su Qian, the girl in white I had seen before, with the same indifferent expression as a wooden doll, and her limbs were stiff.

Qin Shihuan supported himself with his left hand, so he had no choice but to pick it up with his bloody right hand. Seeing this, I quickly grabbed it and handed it carefully to his bloody lips.

He raised his eyes and gave me a complicated look.

I felt my heart tighten when he saw it, and I said in a cold voice, "Don't you drink?"

He suddenly pulled his lips lightly, and the tenderness disappeared in a flash, and he drank all the medicine while sticking to the mouth of the bowl.

Seeing this, Su Qian took the empty bowl in my hand and stood there blankly.

"You go."

Qin Shihuan's commanding tone made me startled.Seeing Su Qian turning around as ordered, and entering the room like a wooden doll again, I was very surprised, "Why is it a child taking care of you, or a dead thing?"

"She's a puppet. I met her by chance not long ago, so I saved her." Qin Shihuan wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, his eyes were dodging eagerly, as if he was afraid that the blood would cause something.

Watching his movement of wiping blood, I suddenly felt a sense of thirst for that blood.Taking a deep breath, suppressing this strange and increasingly intense feeling, I almost asked through my teeth, "Puppet?"

"Although a puppet has no appearance of life, it is no different from a human being." Qin Shihuan finally wiped off the blood stains, as if he had spent a lot of effort, his face was extremely weak, his eyes calmed down, and he looked again without hesitation. Towards me, there is a slight gentleness on the corners of his lips.

"So you saved her?" A strange feeling flashed in my heart, and Chi asked, "You... just... care about the appearance of the world?"

"I care about everything." He said softly, "If it were you, I would save it too."

"Hehe," I twitched my eyebrows and sneered.Hearing his subtext, I probably wanted to block all my doubts with this sentence, "No, you are not a philanthropic person. Otherwise, you would not make a move. Life and death are fate, just like my fate, you You shouldn't say anything to me at all, but let fate develop, let me die, this may be the greatest compassion and fraternity. The best choice is to stay out of things, isn't it?" Pausing for a while, looking lightly at his increasingly irresistible gentleness, he sneered deeply, "A person like you knows best, why bother to get hurt all over?"

"Perhaps, this is the real fate." Qin Shihuan seemed to have thought of something, his eyebrows became colder, he struggled to get up, and walked towards the inner room with trembling steps.

"How did you get hurt!" I closed my fists and clenched my nails, and the sharp pain spread in my palm. "Could it be because of the fight in the tomb that you took the opportunity to avoid me?"

"No." Qin Shihuan paused for a moment, then continued walking.

"Impossible! I have checked the remaining aura of Qing Zhimen, those little things can't hurt you at all!" I roared out uncontrollably, eager to confirm something.

"Even if it is, so what?" Qin Shihuan coughed lightly, and he had already stepped onto the porch, "I will be admitted to the hospital tomorrow. Your friends will come too, so let's rest early."

"Okay." Against the light of the candles in the room, his back is thin and filled with a layer of warm color, but it makes me feel the bone-chilling cold, and also infects my tone extremely cold.

I was sitting on the porch, leaning against the doorpost, looking at the hollowed-out bamboo, still thinking about Qin Shihuan irresistibly.During the conversation here, it seems that no answer has been obtained.He is still the alienated person, but he has a special sense of trust.This kind of trust made me want to get closer to him, but the closer I got, the farther away he was from me, and I couldn't get closer to the truth.The feeling of emptiness is like stepping on the darkness full of traps. If you step wrong, you will fall into an endless and irreversible situation. I can no longer see this person clearly, and I feel... I can’t find it anymore To... Master...

I buried my head deep into my knees, hugged myself tightly, and escaped the despair brought about by this vanity.

"Sir, he is a good man." Su Qian came to my side at some point.

I raised my head and looked at her lacquered pupils, which were as moist as human eyes, but there was no aura at all.The indifferent tone matched the wooden body, and the exquisite face seemed to shatter if touched.

"I know." I sighed softly, "Even if he doesn't say anything, I know he's a good man."

"Sir, I'm afraid to worry." Su Qian said in a daze.

"Huh?" I seemed to have thought of something, and what flashed in my mind was Qin Shihuan's back slowly sinking into the sea.

"That day, Mr. was slapped on the back." Su Qian turned her face away, and said coldly as if thinking about some picture.

"Who is it?" I got up in surprise, and moved in front of her, locking her stiff eyes.

"Old, bearded, long."

I quickly searched for people who fit these words in my mind. There are many people who fit, but they are all irrelevant people on the street. Even if there are a few people in the team today, but the inspiration is superficial, you can see the root cause at a glance Even a sneak attack by a low-level occultist can't hurt Qin Shihuan.Excluding these people, the only thing I can think of is the news about him after the separation from the sea that day. One is what Ji Mingye said, that he and Ji Chao Guoshi together prevented the change of Wan Qingshan, and the other is this Wuxiang Academy try.

Wait, Master!My heart tightened, and I hurriedly sacrificed Fang Wuzhi.

When I saw Lin Xilin's account at that time, I mentioned such a person.I silently recited the words "National Teacher" in my heart, and saw a person's face appeared on Fangwuzhi, with kind wrinkles and long beard.My heart felt cold for a while, and I rushed into the house with Fang Wuzhi in hand.

"Is it him?"

Qin Shihuan was standing in front of the desk, flipping through the paintings in a daze, seeing me rushing in, pointing to the face on Fang Wu Zhi and asking him, obviously surprised, he glanced at the Fang Wu Zhi in my hand, Turning around and continuing to tidy up the paintings on the desk, he wrote lightly, "Su Qian is talkative."

"The Ji family is begging you on the one hand, and plotting against you on the other hand, why are you entangled with them!" I really don't understand what his plan is.

"This matter has nothing to do with you, so don't worry about it. It's your friend, you should pay more attention. He is not strong, and although he is admitted to the hospital, he will be guided by me, but he is unstable and irritable. It’s a big taboo for practitioners, you need to persuade them more.”

Qin Shihuan started to clean up the calligraphy and painting, and finished talking on his own.

I pursed my lips, feeling aggrieved in my heart, annoyed him so much.

After cleaning up, he saw that I didn't respond, so he raised his head, looked at me, was silent for a while, and turned his eyes away, "I'm going to rest."

"You don't love yourself so much, what do people who care about you think?"

"No one will care." Qin Shihuan said lightly, then turned around and began to undress, obviously trying to force me to leave.

I turned around and said angrily, "You are not only untrustworthy, but also heartless. If no one cares, why should Su Qian talk so much?"

"She's not human."

"what about me?"

The rustling sound of Qin Shihuan undressing stopped, and I tensed up, I didn't think about what to say, and just said that, and suddenly I didn't dare to breathe too loudly.

"You, neither." It took him a long time to say something, my words were stuck in his throat, and he said again, "I fell asleep."

"You are really annoying." I was so angry that I slammed the door and rushed out, almost bumping into Su Qian who was standing at the door, my heels spun immediately, I turned sideways to avoid it, and looked at Su Qian There was no spirit in the eyes, and there was another burst of annoyance in the bottom of his heart. He stamped his foot, and the inspiration came up, and Yu Xing flew out.

I walked all the way, and the icy wind blew all the way, and I stood at the foot of a lake, looking at my white reflection in the water under the dim blue light, my mind instantly cleared up, and my heart became clearer. Fa felt that getting along with Qin Shihuan was weird that night.

He clearly had something to say, and after thinking about it carefully, he realized that every word he said was extremely interesting.

Fair and false, he is...

Obviously saved someone, obviously got injured, obviously admitted Mu Qing and the others to the hospital, obviously...know...I'm not human...

Throwing all the questions to me, in the end, what is it for?

who are you?

After much deliberation, it seems that everything has come back to this question.

I shook my head lightly, trying to peel off the true colors of all this, when there was a burst of water splashing across the lake, and a dry bone slowly rose from the water splash.The dead bone stood out of the water, and in the darkness, a pair of jade hands stretched out, holding a satin and brocade light shirt that dripped blood, and draped it over the dead bone, with gentle and respectful movements.

I could not help but hold my breath when I looked far into the distance, the Feng Ning Technique was naturally sacrificed, sealing all the escaping of the inspirational breath.

It's God of War.

The owner of those jade hands is Lin Xilin.She had faded her red clothes, and her whole body was blue like water, which made the expressionless Qingcheng extremely cold.

The God of War asked Lin Xilin to tidy up his light shirt, covered his withered bones, walked a few steps, then turned around suddenly, and stared at me with dark eyes.My heart trembled, and I didn't dare to vent my anger. As soon as I withdrew the Feng Ning technique, I got an inspiration and was about to drive away, when I saw God of War withdraw his gaze, faintly submerged into the dark forest, and disappeared.Lin Xilin didn't respond, just like a wooden figure, she also followed.

With the appearance of the God of War, Lin Xilin also treated the God of War with great respect, with an expressionless face and no sign of being forced, which made me unable to see what she was thinking about following the God of War.Fortunately, it was confirmed that Lin Xilin was indeed taken away by the God of War.In this way, Lin Xilin is at least safe unless the God of War takes action.

I was so relieved in my heart, but Mu Qing's tangled and depressed expression floated in my mind.

Thinking to himself, should I tell him about this?