Teacher! Mr. missed class again today [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

This autumn is fleeting, and when the cold wind blows, it will be cold winter.

Blackwood Cliff.

The master's study.

"Ren Woxing tried to get in touch with the righteous forces. They chose the Qingcheng faction, and sent invitations many times. Yu Canghai pushed each time, but he still hasn't explicitly rejected it. It seems that he is waiting and watching."

After the case, the man in red listened to the maid's report, and said calmly: "A mere Qingcheng faction can be regarded as some help. Create an opportunity for them to get to know Zuo Lengchan, the leader of the Five Sacred Sword Sect."

The maid in purple shirt paused slightly, then nodded: "Yes."

There is only one purple-shirt maid who can appear in the leader's study room, and that is the leader's confidant Hong Jian, and the person who can make Hong Jian stand here and report what I do is naturally only the leader of the Sun Moon God Sect, Dongfang Bubai.

Dongfang Bubai mentioned Zuo Lengchan, and Hong Jian talked about the news of the Five Sacred Sword Sect in a calm manner: "Speaking of the Songshan Sect, Yue Buqun has repeatedly proposed to re-elect the leader of the Five Sacred Mountains. For this matter, the Songshan Sect The Huashan faction is very unhappy, and secretly, the Huashan faction is focusing on wooing the Hengshan faction, hoping to gain the support of the other three factions."

After all, Zuo Lengchan had severely offended the Hengshan faction before, and Yue Buqun wanted to kick Zuo Lengchan from the position of leader, and the easiest thing to get was the support of the Hengshan faction.

Dongfang Bubai nodded, as if all this was within his expectations and did not surprise him.He calmly said: "Wait for Ren Woxing and Zuo Lengchan to form an alliance before releasing the news."

"The servant girl understands."

Dongfang Bubai leaned against the back of his chair with a cold expression: "Is there anything else, if not, you can go down."

Hong Jian hesitated for a moment, and said: "Elder Tong is very worried about the leader, does the leader want to see Elder Tong?"

Dongfang Bubai frowned, thought for a while, and said wearily, "I don't see it."

Hong Jian was not surprised to hear such an answer. Since that day, the leader no longer handles the teaching affairs every day, and is unwilling to see the elders of the church leader, so he will appear in the study every five days to listen to her report. The most important thing in teaching, I don't want to bother with the others.

But now the only thing that can be called important is Ren Wo, who escaped from the bottom of the West Lake prison.

Before winter came, news came from Tong Baixiong that Xiang Wentian had been found near the West Lake, and the attitude of the four Jiangnan friends who guarded Ren Woxing wavered, which made Tong Baixiong very dissatisfied.Dongfang Bubai heard this, and told him to let me go on purpose, and then killed the four Jiangnan friends on the pretext of letting me go, and returned to Heimuya quickly.

Dongfang Bubai's decision frightened the person who sent the news, but Dongfang Bubai himself did not want to explain more, so the others had no choice but to give up.

Not long after that, Tong Baixiong returned to Heimuya, but he found that when he came back after going out for two months, Heimuya had changed into a different scene.

After Ping Yizhi died, the leader ignored the teaching affairs and just stayed with Jiang Yunlou all day long. Even when he came back, he just met him in a hurry and left without taking a sip of wine.

It's like being dazed.

After the case, the man in red said indifferently, "Yingying's birthday is going to be a big one this year, so you should prepare well."

After saying this, Dongfang Bubai got up from behind the case, Hong Jian walked forward knowingly, and put the cloak on Dongfang Bubai, Dongfang Bubai gathered his clothes, and walked out of the study.

It's time for him to go back.

A few days ago, there was a heavy snowfall, and the handymen on the Black Wood Cliff cleared out a road from the study to the residence on the top of the mountain the next day. Dongfang Bubai walked up that road alone, and suddenly Looking up, I noticed that the plum blossoms on the side of the road were in bloom.

Nenrui swayed gently, with a naive look.

Dongfang Bubai looked at the first-blooming plum blossoms, and felt that the plum blossoms really looked like someone, and remembered that on Yingying's birthday last year, he had given away a plum blossom glazed hairpin, and he thought he also loved plum blossoms.

After breaking two plum blossoms, Dongfang Bubai walked to the top of the mountain.

Before entering the gate, the melodious sound of the piano came to the ears continuously, the sound of the piano was clear, and it was a little more free and easy than before.

I feel much more energetic today, at least I still have time to play the piano.

Dongfang Bubai stepped into the gate.

At that moment, an invisible aura enveloped Dongfang Bubai's body, which was so heavy that he could not breathe. The purple-shirted guards guarding both sides of the gate were startled, and subconsciously pulled out their sabers, only to find that their internal strength was stagnant. They couldn't help but feel terrified in their hearts, but in the blink of an eye, Dongfang Bubai jumped up lightly and landed on the eaves.

He held the plum blossom branch in one hand, and slightly bent the index finger of the other hand, tapping lightly on the smooth forehead of the person playing the piano.

"What's the matter?"

The man shrunk his neck subconsciously, then smiled at him, "You're back."

The person playing the piano is naturally Jiang Yunlou.

His eyes are bright and radiant, a pair of eyes unique to those who learn martial arts, but his cheeks are slightly sunken, his face is an unhealthy pale, and there are a few strands of silver in his simply tied hair. Wearing a warm fox jacket, the outstretched hands are skinny, no longer the slender and beautiful hands of the past.

Dongfang Bubai's gaze lingered on Jiang Yunlou's face for a moment, then moved away calmly, and said with a smile: "When I'm not at home watching, you run out to blow the cold wind, huh?"

Jiang Yunlou said: "It's stuffy in the room, I just came out to get some air."

He looked at the plum blossom branch in Dongfang Bubai's hand, and let out a soft "Huh": "Has the plum blossom already bloomed?"

Dongfang Bubai nodded, "It's just opened not long ago."

He grabbed Jiang Yunlou's wrist, jumped down the eaves with someone, pushed open the carved wooden door, and walked into the room.

There are three heaters in the room, making the whole room warm. When the door is opened, a gust of hot air blows in.

No wonder Jiang Yunlou thought the room was too stuffy.

Jiang Yunlou put his piano back on the shelf, took off his fox jacket, and asked casually, "Did something happen during the teaching?"

Dongfang Bubai found a vase, put plum blossom branches in it, and replied casually: "What big things can happen."

He placed the vase on the window sill, and said calmly: "Speaking of major events, only Yingying's birthday can be called a major event, but it's not my turn to worry about that."

Jiang Yunlou was stunned: "So it's this time again..."

He sat down on a stool beside him and thought about it: "She will be 11 years old this year, well, I don't know what gift to give this year."

Dongfang Bubai smiled: "You don't need to worry about it. I'll ask someone to prepare a thing that a girl likes, and just say you gave it to her."

Jiang Yunlou chuckled: "I have to do it myself for your birthday present, can other people's birthday gifts be so casual?"

Dongfang Bubai raised an eyebrow, and said as a matter of course: "Isn't it possible?"

Jiang Yunlou smiled and rolled his eyes: "Of course. But I still want to prepare a gift myself. Although there is nothing valuable, the most important thing is my heart... She is also my half-disciple."

Dongfang Bubai heard the words and said nothing more.

Ren Yingying has never been short of valuables in her life, what she lacks the most is "heart".

This is probably the reason why Ren Yingying likes to contact Jiang Yunlou...

Dongfang Bubai caressed the flower branches absently, and heard Jiang Yunlou behind him say again: "Are you also going on her birthday? Just help me bring the gift there, and the leader will convey it in person, so that I can appear as the person who gave the gift." with honesty."

Dongfang Bubai looked back at him: "Aren't you going?"

Jiang Yunlou rubbed his nose: "I'm not going, I'm such a ghost, don't scare the child."

Dongfang Bubai frowned: "She wants you to come, so you can show your face."

Jiang Yunlou just smiled and shook his head.

He hasn't been out of the house for a long time.

At first, he was not in good health, and it was inconvenient to go out. Later, his body began to lose weight rapidly, and his gray hair grew again, so he didn't want to go out to meet people.

Dongfang Bubai lowered his eyes and said, "Zhang Jianzhai will be going to Heimuya in a few days. If you don't want to see others, you must see the doctor."

Jiang Yunlou paused for a moment before oh.

He casually took a bronze mirror, saw his own appearance in the mirror, and sighed lowly.

"Recently I don't dare to look in the mirror... Why are there so many gray hairs again? Good brother, come and help me pull out the gray hairs?"

Dongfang Bubai said flatly: "Don't move, you will be bald if you move any more."

Jiang Yunlou: "..."

Even so, Dongfang Bubai came over and gently supported Jiang Yunlou's shoulder.He looked at the thin Jiang Yunlou in the mirror, suddenly bent down, rested his forehead on Jiang Yunlou's hair, and remained silent for a long time.

Jiang Yunlou couldn't see the expression on Dongfang Bubai's face clearly, he showed a wry smile, and raised his hand to cover Dongfang Bubai's hand: "Dongfang, don't do this."

With bitterness in his heart, he could only sigh: "You look like this, how can I feel at ease..."

Dongfang Bubai raised his head and gently interrupted Jiang Yunlou's words: "Zhang Jianzhai is a well-known genius doctor in the south of the Yangtze River. Although he is not as famous as Ping Yizhi, he is still a good doctor. Let him take a look and maybe he can help."

The three words Ping said lightly with one finger, no longer the furious attitude of two months ago.

Jiang Yunlou could only nod his head as he wanted, and smiled brightly: "Yeah."

He tapped the bronze mirror in his hand on the table, turned around slightly, hugged Dongfang Bubai, and said softly, "Okay, don't worry, I'm still fine."

Dongfang Bubai took a deep look at him, then looked away: "Do you want to go out for a walk, or is there anything you want to do?"

Jiang Yunlou teased: "I was not allowed to play the piano outside just now, but now I want to drive me out again. It's okay, I just want to stay here with you more, I don't want to go out."

He glanced at the plum blossoms on the window sill, and for some reason, he remembered the scene at Changge Gate in the past.

Most of the disciples of Changge Sect prefer plum blossoms, and he is not exempt from common customs. He likes to add a few plum blossoms to his paintings, which is arty. There are many small objects related to plum blossoms, including a plum blossom glass hairpin, which he gave to Ren Yingying as a birthday present.

His days are numbered.

Originally, I hoped to live another ten years, but now...

That day will come sooner or later, even if that day comes earlier than expected, he just feels a little bit regretful, the only thing that worries him is Dongfang Bubai and his parents who are far away in Tang Dynasty.

He disappeared just like that, and died in the Jin Dynasty hundreds of years later without a sound. He couldn't even bring the news of his death home. He was afraid that his parents would wait for him to come back.

It would be too unfilial to wait and wait for a lifetime.

I really want to...

Go home again.

Jiang Yunlou hugged Dongfang Bubai, his eyebrows curved: "Everything is fine, don't be so sad all day long, I feel sad."