You are ruthless, really helpless

The sky is dark, and the frost and snow are swaying.

Jiang Li lowered his eyelids, his curled and thick eyelashes flickered lightly, as if he was letting himself be dealt with.

The mountain peaks are covered with silver, and the vast expanse of whiteness.

As soon as the wind blows, the chill can't stop creeping to the neck.

Jiang Li's shoulders trembled uncontrollably, as if it was because of the cold, or because of too much fear.

There was a stalemate like this for a while.

Shen Jiyun's face was stern and his eyes were heavy, but he didn't make a move.

Jiang Li's pupils rolled and he knew it.The corners of his lips parted slightly, and his voice was so thin that it was almost blown away in the wind: "Believe it or not, I never thought of lying to you."

This sentence is really true.

It can only be said that Shen Jiyun was not in his plan, everything was just an accident.

Against the oncoming wind and snow, he walked forward slowly, "I just want to protect myself."

Shen Jiyun repeated slowly: "Self-protection?"

The moonlight and snow intertwined, everything became hazy.

Only Jiang Li's eyes were still clear.

He whispered to himself: "Lies, deceit, falsehood... No one will really enjoy it."

Shen Jiyun's tone was not as cold as before: "Then why are you..."

Jiang Li: "Because I cultivated the Tao."

Shen Jiyun's gaze paused.

A trace of sadness flashed between Jiang Li's brows, and then quickly disappeared. His tone was indifferent and calm: "Everyone's way is different. The way I walked was cursed by the way of heaven. I can't tell the truth in this life."

There are three thousand roads, each of which is different.

The world's monks, the most traveled is the five-element road of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and the slightly special ones are the piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, medicine, sword, and utensils.

These ways have been gone through countless times by the ancestors, and there are evidences to follow, so they are simpler than others.

And some ways are too unimaginable, without lessons learned from the past, they can only grope alone.

It's like crossing a river by groping for stones, the road is full of dangers, and if one is not careful, he will be drawn into the abyss of the whirlpool.

As Jiang Li said, it is not impossible.

Shen Jiyun's brows gradually twisted up.

Since you can't tell the truth in this life, is what you said just now considered true or false?

Jiang Li seemed to see his doubts, his body swayed suddenly, he snorted, and reached out his hand to cover the corner of his lips.

Between the fingers, sticky blood gushed out and dripped onto the ground. At first glance, it looked like a branch of red plums blooming.

Jiang Li's face was pale, and his anger was as thin as silk: "Look, this is the price I pay for telling the truth..."

As he spoke, his body swayed and he was about to fall into the snow.

Shen Jiyun didn't have time to think about it, so he stretched out his hand first, and put his arms around Jiang Li's shoulder.

The moment he embraced him, he just realized that the boy was too thin, his shoulders were thin and torn apart, even through a layer of clothing, he could still feel the protruding shoulder blades behind him.

too light.

Light enough to hold in one hand.

Shen Jiyun lowered his head.

There was a scarlet blush around the lips, making her cheeks paler and more eye-catching.

He moved his fingers, wanting to help wipe it off, but just as he raised his hand, he stopped abruptly.

Jiang Li turned his head to the side, stretched out his hand to grab a corner of the snow-white sleeve, and said in a weak voice, "Xianjun, what else do you want to ask? Now..." He took a breath, "Now is the only time I can tell the truth. It's time."

Ripples arose in Shen Jiyun's heart, and he said slowly: "Do you still remember the agreement made a hundred years ago."

Jiang Li slightly widened his eyes.

The promise of a hundred years ago.

Is there such a thing?

Seeing that he was ignorant, Shen Jiyun reminded: "Back then, it was a water town in the south of the Yangtze River."

Jiang Li lowered his eyelids, as if he was thinking.

Monks are different from ordinary people.

Ordinary people are mediocre, living and dying, everything is fleeting.

As for monks, every scene and every thing they have experienced is unforgettable. They are stored in the sea of ​​​​memory on weekdays.

Logically speaking, Jiang Li shouldn't forget.

But now when he flipped through the memory of a hundred years ago, one of the pages was missing, everything was blurred and there was no impression.

He really can't remember.

Jiang Li bit the corner of his lips, a bloody smell came up.

After a while, he said: "I... I remember." The ending sound was slightly vague, as if complaining, "You missed the appointment."

Shen Jiyun was silent for a moment, then admitted: "...Yes."

It was he who missed the appointment.

After a hasty farewell that day, he wanted to finish his work, so he went back and reported to the teacher, and brought the young man into the sect together.

But then some accidents happened, which stopped him, and when he looked back, a hundred years had passed.

What the hell is going on...

Thoughts stopped abruptly.

The follow-up memory is blank, and I can't even remember a little picture.

Shen Jiyun was slightly distracted, and at this moment, a quiet fragrance of Yutan lingered up.

Wangshu Peak is in the ice and snow, where did the epiphyllum come from?

Doubt flashed by.

Afterwards, Shen Jiyun felt that his eyelids were getting heavy. At the last moment of falling into a deep sleep, he looked down and saw a smile on the corner of Jiang Li's lips.

Obviously the two were very close, but Jiang Li's voice seemed to be separated by a layer of fog, hazy and inaudible.

He sighed softly: "I didn't intend to deceive you deliberately, and I didn't intend to destroy your Dao heart, but this is the end..." His voice became softer and softer, until he said nothing, "I can only give you a good time." Dreamed."

When this dream wakes up, all obsessions will disappear.

Even if it is... compensation for shaking Shen Jiyun's heart.

Snow shines.

Jiang Li's expression was cold and alienated, like the moon in the sky, elusive and unattainable.

……

Shen Jiyun hasn't had a dream for a long time.

The dream is illusory, and he claims to have a firm mind and is not disturbed by external objects, so naturally he will not linger in this false illusion.

But now, he had a good dream.

in a dream.

It is the spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River, the green willows are swaying, and the misty rain is hazy.

The boy broke off a willow branch, covering his lips and cheeks, only revealing a pair of black and white eyes.His voice was mellow, and when he spoke, it was as if he was singing Jiangnan ditties.

He said: "I've been here for a long time. I don't know when we can meet again. I also beg my husband to leave a token. I like seeing things and thinking about others."

Shen Jiyun stood on the spot, motionless.

The young man frowned, his eyes filled with a faint sadness: "Yun Lang, don't you even want to leave me with a single thought?"

Shen Jiyun knew that this was a dream, but when he met the young man's eyes, he couldn't help walking forward, took off the jade pendant around his waist, and solemnly handed it over.

Holding the jade pendant, the young man frowned, "Seeing this jade pendant is like seeing Yun Lang."

Shen Jiyun's throat was inexplicably raw, and he managed to force out a sentence: "You, wait for me."

The boy's heart and eyes are full of dependence: "Okay, I'll wait for you."

After the voice fell, the clouds and smoke cleared in front of my eyes, and ripples appeared around me.

When the ripples dissipate, it is already a different kind of scenery.

Water dripped from the eaves and hit the bluestone slabs, and pedestrians on the street hurried home.

Shen Jiyun was covered in travel and dust, and he didn't know where he came from.He stayed where he was for a moment, and walked along the long street as if feeling something.

At the end of the long street, a small building stands.

Gazing from a distance, the young man was leaning against the window, with disheveled hair on his forehead.He stared at the jade pendant in his hand, his eyes were sad, and he didn't know who he was missing.

The boy's figure was even thinner, and it seemed like a long time had passed since the last parting.

Only then did Shen Jiyun suddenly remember that he was here for the appointment.

When he came to the small building, he had an inexplicable thought that he was closer to the nostalgia and more timid.

After lingering for a while, before he could push the door open, he heard a "creak", and someone opened the door from the inside.

"Yunlang!" The boy's eyes lit up, as bright as stars.

He couldn't believe it at first, then staggered forward and hugged the figure in front of him tightly.

"I'm not dreaming, am I? Yunlang, you're really back..."

Shen Jiyun's movements paused, and he slowly raised his hand to touch the boy's back.

"Yeah." The arc of his lips softened, "I'm back."

Tears welled up from the corners of the young man's eyes, and he asked in a muffled voice, "Aren't you leaving again?"

At this time, Shen Jiyun could no longer remember the heavy burden on his shoulders, nor could he remember the teacher's Yin Yin teachings, and only had the boy's anticipation in his eyes.

After a short silence, he gave the answer: "Yes."

The sound of rain outside the window is still there.

Patter and patter, weaving into a picture scroll of Jiangnan Water Town.

……

Jiang Li slowly let go of his hand.

Shen Jiyun was lying in the snow, I don't know what he dreamed about, his expression was not as cold as before.

Jiang Li withdrew his hand, turned and left without hesitation.

Frost and snow are bleak.

A figure flitted across the edge of the cliff, stepped on the jagged rock, and fell floating down.

Looking down from a height.

The abyss is bottomless, and the black mist billows.

After staring for a long time, there is always a feeling that there is a gaze in the abyss looking at him.

The back of Jiang Li's neck felt cold, and then he pretended that everything had happened, and silently looked elsewhere.

The mountains overlap, and you can't see the edge at a glance.

With Wangshu Peak as the top, a translucent light curtain fell in midair, covering the entire Taiwangzong.

Presumably this is Taiwangzong's sword array.

Jiang Li put away his sleeves and looked at the light curtain thoughtfully.

It was easy for him to enter the sword formation, Ye Jingxian brought him in, but it was not so easy to go out.

If you leave directly, it will definitely touch the sword array and attract the attention of others.

This is too troublesome, so I have to think of another way.

Jiang Li looked around, and specially chose a remote corner to settle down.

This place is barren and desolate, with only one side of stone walls, and the sound of the wind pouring in from a distance makes a burst of "wow".

Walk along the path paved with stones.

Before Jiang Li could think of a good solution, he heard a surprised voice in his ear: "Ah Li!"

Look to where the sound came from.

Ye Jingxian stood in front of a stone wall, full of surprise: "A Li, why are you here?"

Jiang Li threw the question back intact: "What about you? Why are you here?"

Ye Jingxian didn't think much, and replied directly: "I violated the rules of the house, and I am here to think about my mistakes."

It was only then that Jiang Li discovered that there was a line of words engraved on the top of the stone wall - Siguoya.

This is a place where disciples who make mistakes think about their mistakes behind closed doors, so naturally few people come.

Ye Jingxian: "Why don't you stay on Wangshu Peak?"

Jiang Li blinked, hesitated to speak: "I..."

Ye Jingxian's heart tightened, and he asked unconsciously, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Li's lips moved for a moment, but finally he shook his head: "It's nothing." He tried to hide it, "The Immortal Lord treats me very well, but I'm not used to it."

Ye Jingxian was indeed distracted: "Where are you not used to it?"

Jiang Li: "It's too cold up there, and I'm very scared by myself. I..." He paused, "I don't want to worship Xianjun as my teacher."

Hearing this, it was like a boulder fell to the ground. Ye Jingxian's heart relaxed, and he couldn't wait to say: "Then don't worship, it's the same if you worship under my master's sect."

Jiang Li: "But..."

Ye Jingxian: "What?"

Jiang Li worried: "But Xianjun said one thing, if we insist on this, what should we do?"

Ye Jingxian originally wanted him not to worry, but thinking about Elder Mo's tough attitude, he was not so sure.

What should I do?

Ye Jingxian frowned.

At this time, a gentle voice sounded beside my ears: "It would be great if I could leave here."

Ye Jingxian raised his head abruptly.

Jiang Li looked into the distance: "When you're outside, you don't have to worry so much."

Ye Jingxian was in a daze for a while.

Yes.

As long as you leave the sect, all problems will be solved.

Jiang Li sighed lightly: "Forget it, I don't want to embarrass you."

Ye Jingxian was young and energetic, and he was hesitant at first, but when he heard this, he immediately said anxiously: "It's okay, I'll take you out secretly, just don't let others find out."

Jiang Li bit the corner of his lips, his eyes flickered: "But what should you do?"

Ye Jingxian took Jiang Li's hand: "Anyway, I was punished to retreat and think about my mistakes. In three to five years, no one will find that I'm missing." He said lightly, "There must be a way for the car to reach the mountain. Then, everything fell into place.”

Jiang Li withdrew his hand: "...Forget it."

Ye Jingxian became more and more anxious: "Why forget it?"

Jiang Li: "Jing Xian, your future is boundless, don't compromise your future because of me. It's not worth it."

Ye Jingxian didn't think about it: "No, you're worth it." He called out and repeated, "A Li, you're worth it."

Jiang Li stared fixedly for a moment, his eyes full of affection.

Ye Jingxian: Sure enough, Ah Li has me in his heart.

Jiang Li: I'm so sleepy that I need a pillow.

……

As the chief disciple of Taiwangzong, Ye Jingxian is a leader among the younger generation, and he has also gained fame outside.

At that time, for the sake of his reputation, he did not announce that he was thinking about his mistakes behind closed doors at the cliff, but used an excuse of retreat.

In this way, naturally no one will come looking for him.

After leaving Taiwangzong, after three to five years, no one will remember Jiang Li.

And when the time comes, he will use the excuse to go out to practice, and he will be able to stay with Jiang Li naturally.

Ye Jingxian imagined all kinds of pictures in the future, and his heart was so hot that he even ignored some unreasonable things.

He took Jiang Li down from Siguo Cliff and came to a remote path.

The path was winding and winding, and there was no one in sight.

Ye Jingxian lowered his voice while walking and said, "There are no disciples here on weekdays, so they won't be discovered..."

Walking along the path, I didn't meet anyone else.

At the end, there is Taiwangzong's sword formation.

If an outsider touches the sword array, he will be noticed.But Ye Jingxian is a disciple of Taiwangzong, so there are naturally differences in the formula.

I saw a little white glow emerging from his fingers, touching the light curtain lightly.

Ripples appeared in the light curtain, opening a hole for one person to pass through.

Ye Jingxian: "A Li, come quickly."

There was no sound of footsteps behind him, but a muffled groan.

Ye Jingxian was confused when he was concerned, and hurriedly turned his head to look: "A Li, what's wrong?"

Jiang Li showed pain on his face: "My ankle is sprained."

Ye Jingxian was unprepared, and squatted down: "Let me see."

The corners of the clothes were opened.

I couldn't see the wound, but a scent of epiphyllum came over my face.

Ye Jing swayed for a while, his expression froze: "Ah Li...?"

Jiang Li put one hand on Ye Jingxian's shoulder and gave it a light push.

Ye Jingxian swayed and fell to the ground slowly.

While half asleep and half awake, he heard another joking voice: "Fool, don't be fooled again in the future."

……

Jiang Li walked out from the light curtain with brisk steps.

Looking back, the opened light curtain slowly closed, isolating everything behind.

it is finally over.

The corners of his lips were raised, and the brows were filled with a smile, relaxed and comfortable.

Thinking about going through this experience, Ye Jingxian should not be easily deceived again.The flaws of Shen Jiyun's ruthless way are exposed, and when the delusion is broken, he can go to a higher level.

And he also got the power of the stars and the moon he wanted.

Thinking of this, Jiang Li couldn't help sighing sincerely: He is really a kind person who sacrifices himself for others.

A good person like him can't be found even with a lantern.

After sighing, he narrowed his eyes and looked forward.

The sun is shining, and the sun is shining.

The mountains and rivers seem to be covered with a layer of clouds and brocade.

Jiang Li counted.

Calculate the time, it should be almost there.

He has to go to a date a hundred years ago.

……

Ye Jingxian had a dream.

The dream was bizarre and the scene was hazy.

The screen rotates.

At one time, he stayed with Jiang Li for life in a small town in the south of the Yangtze River; at another time, under the auspices of Immortal Wang Shu, he became a Taoist couple with Jiang Li;

No matter what the desire is, it can be seen in the dream.

The dream was so beautiful that he was so addicted to it that he didn't want to wake up for a while.

Turning around again, he dreamed of wedding candles in the bridal chamber.

A pair of dragon and phoenix candles burned, and tears fell from the boiling candles.

Jiang Li, dressed in red, sat upright in front of the bed, raised his brows slightly, his black and white eyes were full of water, shy and timid, calling in a low voice.

He couldn't hear clearly, and asked with a smile: "What are you talking about? Are you calling my husband?"

Jiang Li bit the corner of his lips, turned his face away: "I..."

Him: "Huh?"

"I……"

Before he finished speaking, he heard a cold snort in his ear.

Ye Jingxian shivered and opened his eyes hesitantly.

All the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River and all the wedding candles disappeared.

There was nothing in front of him, where was Jiang Li?

Ye Jingxian felt lost and couldn't recover for a while.After a while, he struggled to get up: "A Li?"

When he looked up, where was A Li in front of him?

Only dressed in white, exuding a cold chill.

Ye Jingxian's throat tightened, and he swallowed: "...Master."

Shen Jiyun glanced at it, and asked indifferently, "Where is the other person?"

Ye Jingxian tried his best to recall what happened before he fell into a coma, and he couldn't even speak: "I, I... I don't know." After a while, he finally came to his senses, and said in a daze, "I was deceived. "

After speaking, there was silence all around.

He hesitated for a moment, then boldly took a peek.

Shen Jiyun's expression was stern, and his white clothes were dusty, but there was a touch of red in his pupils.

Inexplicably reminds me of a volcano.

Before a volcanic eruption, it is always so calm.Before the eruption, no one knew how hot the magma rolling underneath was.

Ye Jingxian said subconsciously: "Master, could it be...you were also deceived?"