The other side of time

Shen Ye's guess was accurate.

From the time when Xie Yi lost his whereabouts in Wushan to when he stepped into the drug-donating country and was discovered and reported by spies, it was only a few short months.

The early spring in the desert will not be very warm, and the cold wind is still as sharp as a knife.

"I haven't seen you for so many years, it's really hard to calm down." Shen Ye came to Xie Yi on the cold moon and frost, looked at him condescendingly, and said, "It's been a long time. Let me think about what to do." What should I call you, the previous head of the Hall of Birth and Death? The current Priest of Breaking the Army? Or--my disciple of the traitor, Xie Yi?"

Xie Yi bowed to Shen Ye: "Master, after a year of goodbye, you...are you safe?"

"Heh...you are all right." Shen Ye looked behind Xie Yi, but there was no other figure, let alone a second Xie Yi.

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

He said: "I came here to ask you a word - have you ever regretted it?"

Whether it is a hundred years ago or a hundred years later, whether it is the drug donation in the past or the present, Xie Yi will always have only one answer to this question.Unswervingly, he spit out those two words: "No regrets."

"Okay, very good. Do you know what kind of state of mind this seat has been in these years? Do you know what price you need to pay for betraying this seat?"

"I know that the master has always been hard to let go of me, but this disciple...has never betrayed the master." Xie Yi raised his head and said, "It's just what the master thinks, and the disciple can't agree with it, so I just seek another way in the lower realm. .”

"If that's not betrayal, then what is?" Shen Ye's mouth curled into a mocking smile, and he narrowed his eyes: "Where have you been and what have you done in the past 20 years? Why don't you let me be your teacher?" See how much you have grown."

Xie Yi shook his head: "The disciple did not come back this time to fight the master."

"Needless to say, draw your sword. If you can win, I can listen to you about the future of the Lieshan tribe. If you lose, it will not be too late for me to come and deal with you."

The long sword in Shen Ye's hand pointed at Xie Yi, his body was surrounded by light, and his spiritual power suddenly increased. The black priest's clothes had been replaced with white robes, and behind him stood five long armored snakes.This is Shen Ye's highest courtesy to his opponent. He never showed such a gesture when Xie Yi fought with him before he defected.

This battle cannot be avoided.

Xie Yi raised Han Guang: "Master, please forgive this disciple's arrogance!"

Different from the previous guidance or lessons, this time Shen Ye didn't hold back his hands, and he was tyrannical and domineering, with a thunderous momentum

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But Xie Yi with Han Guang and Zhaoming Jianxin is just an idler?

Amidst the turmoil of the sword and the flying dust, even though Shen Ye was protected by Shennong's blood, he still lost without any suspense.With the last blow, he was recoiled by his own powerful spiritual power and shocked his heart, and spit out a mouthful of blood.Xie Yi wanted to help him, but he blocked it with his hand.

"...you won, Xie Yi, you are very good, you are really... very good!" For many years, since gaining the power of divine blood, Shen Ye had never had a defeat, and now he was defeated by one of his disciples. hand.He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said mockingly: "Those years of experience in the lower realms have made you so sophisticated. One Xie Yi is so difficult to deal with, if there is another one, I probably... have no power to fight back."

Xie Yi's gaze instantly dimmed.

After a while, he said softly: "Master, actually, I have always wanted to know what kind of existence Chu Qi is to you?"

He thought that Shen Ye had chosen Chu Qi among the clansmen, made him a living puppet and kept him by his side, and ordered him to do some shady tasks in the dark.But he only regards him as his substitute. Isn't this an extremely cruel thing for Chu Qi?

Unexpectedly, Shen Ye raised his eyebrows suspiciously: "Chu Qi? Who is that?"

"The seventh living puppet of Liuyue City, the one who has been by Master's side...Chu Qi!" Xie Yi was unavoidably shocked. Is Shen Ye even denying the existence of Chu Qi?A strong uneasiness suddenly rose in his heart.

"Nonsense, so far, there are only six living puppets made by Jing Tong, and the sixth one was only made a few days ago. How can there be a seventh one?" Shen Ye flicked his sleeves, slightly After thinking about it, he pondered: "Are you talking about the one who looked very similar to you by your side a few days ago? Heh...he told you so? It seems that you don't even know his true identity. Ben Let me tell you, from the beginning to the end of Liuyue City, there has never been any "Chu Qi"!"

how can that be?

The cold wind in the desert was chilly, but it was not as severe as the chill in Xie Yi's heart.

Could it be that everything in Chu Qi was fabricated?No, that is absolutely impossible.He has no heartbeat, he is a living puppet, and his spells are unique to Shennong's lineage. He knows Liuyue City, Shen Ye, and Xie Yi's past like a treasure.But now, Shen Ye told him that there was no such person in Liuyue City.

It must be just... Shen Ye still wants to hide his existence.

Shen Ye only regarded this incident as a small episode and did not pay enough attention to it.

He didn't expect that Xie Yi could really find Zhaoming, giving Liuyuecheng the hope of defeating the inner demon without hurting Jumu.Even if the old grievances between master and apprentice cannot be completely resolved, at least, his plan will be changed accordingly.

The bouquets sent to Cangming every day do not need to be attached with the tiny spiritual power that can hatch the butterfly.

The matter of infecting the demonic energy will continue, after all, there is no better way for the clansmen to resist the turbid energy of the lower realm.If during this period, Li Ying has any restlessness, let him suck the seven emotions of the failed product that was infected with the devil's energy before.Those experimental subjects are upside down and frantic, with stronger thoughts than ordinary people, and they can be fooled for a while.

It only needs to wait for a few years, and after all the people in the tribe are infected with the magic energy, they can start to get rid of the sharp poppies.

His plan could not tolerate the slightest change. At that time, he did not expect that the most proud disciple would become the biggest change. This was a betrayal he could not tolerate.

However, this variable brought him another ray of hope, like a glimmer of light in the dark night.

When Xie Yi returned to Liuyue City, he did not appear directly in front of everyone. Apart from Shen Ye, only Tong Tong and Hua Yue knew about it.After all, he was charged with defecting, if Shen Ye didn't punish him, he wouldn't be able to stop Youyou from talking about the small things, and arouse Li Ying's suspicion of the big things.Shen Ye then ordered him to hide his whereabouts and live in Tong's side for the time being, and make plans when the time is right.

After more than twenty years, Xie Yi returned to his hometown again, and Xie Yi couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in his heart.He doesn't mind being a "shadow" temporarily, he knows that the timing Shen Ye mentioned doesn't require too many years.Just wear a mask and don't come into direct contact with anyone, as if there is no one like him in Liuyue City.No one dared to go to Hitomi's place, so it was not difficult.Over the years, isn't that how Chuqi came here?

However, Xie Yi quickly confirmed that what Shen Ye said was true.

It is true that no one named "Chu Qi" existed in Liuyue City from the beginning to the end.Hitomi's live puppets are indeed only up to "six".Xie Yi once sneaked into the Hall of Birth and Death, and looked through the books about the Xie clan there, but found no corresponding records.

Not to mention Chu Qi, Tong and Huayue, they haven't even seen anyone who looks like Xie Yi in these years.

His origin is a mystery, and everyone says that such a person does not exist at all.

But how could he not exist?Xie Yiming has fought side by side with Chu Qi countless times, and he can understand each other's thoughts with just one look, and they have a tacit understanding as if they were alone.He is nostalgic for the cool body temperature, and is used to hugging him to sleep; he likes to look into those eyes, because there is always his own shadow in them.Those hugs, kisses, clasped fingers, and lingering lingering death, seem to be just yesterday.I can vividly remember every little thing I have spent with him, so how could it be all fake?

The days passed quickly, and new materials were sent from Hitomi. It was a young priest who had committed the crime of treason.Tong raised the golden silkworm Gu on him, and after raising the golden silkworm Gu, he raised the green blood Gu, without wasting any material resources.When he couldn't raise any Gu anymore, he found some monster parts and added them to his body, washed away his memory, and made a new living puppet.

When he was making puppets, Xie Yi was watching from the side, and finally, he spoke: "Tong, I want to ask you one thing."

"What?" The lancet in Tong's hand was cutting open the puppet's body, stuffing Gu worms into it: "Do you think it's cruel? Do you want to intercede for him? It's too late."

"No, I just want to beg you, the name of the puppet...let's leave out the number 'seven' and start directly from eight."

"Oh, why?"

"The one who can be called Chu Qi can only be that person. I don't want to see this name used on others." No matter what others say, whether they understand it or not, Xie Yi is obsessed with it.Chuqi can only be his Chuqi, and others can't even use a word.

"Okay, it's up to you." The knife in Tong's hand paused for a moment, and cut down again with precision.

That night, Xie Yi took out the half handle of "Samsara", held it, and pressed it on the place closest to the heart on his chest.

In this way, there will be a little feeling of falling asleep with Chu Qi in his arms, and it will relieve the missing of him a little.It's never been like this for a long time though.

After closing his eyes, he didn't notice that a trace of residual spiritual power began to circulate in the handle of the knife.

Xie Yi had a dream, in which he temporarily forgot who he was.

He dreamed that he was leaning against a stone door and said, "Xie Yi, you are really...interesting person..."

He dreamed that he said to the four young men: "Hand over Zhaoming Jianxin... Otherwise, none of you will leave."

He dreamed that he said to the dying Feng Ya: "No, just ask."

He dreamed that he was kneeling in front of Shen Ye and said, "Yes, master."

He crouched in the dark, hiding his whereabouts, and took the opponent's life cleanly with the long knife in his hand, bloody all over his body.

He knew that he had to obey Shen Ye's order, there was no reason, even if Shen Ye told him to cut off his arm immediately, he would do it without hesitation.

He felt that he was lying on the cold stone bed, and someone beside him said in an anxious and trembling voice: "Hitomi, save him, I order you, save him! No matter what method you use!"

That voice must have been Shen Ye, although he had never seen Shen Ye so bewildered.

Why is Shen Ye like this?

Oh, it turned out that it was because Shen Ye's sword pierced his heart.

He looked down at the blade of the sword that had sunk into his chest, and the expression of Shen Ye in front of him was also something he had never seen before, frightened.He felt that his blood and life were gradually draining, he moved his lips and called out weakly: "Master..."

The scroll in her hand fell to the ground with a thud, and the girl in green pushed the door in: "Brother Xie Yi, shall we go eat some fruit?"

"It's Ah Ruan." He smiled and said, "Okay, you go and call...together..."

He frowned and thought for a while, who should he call together?Can't remember.

Here in Jingshui Lake, there were only him and A Ruan, plus a red leopard and a raccoon.

It was only when the dream reached this point that he remembered that his name was Xie Yi.

He and Huayue stood in front of Shen Ye together, discussing how to celebrate Shennong's birthday.

Hua Yue retreated, Shen Ye stood up, raised his eyebrows and said, "Public revenge? Very good."

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he said briskly: "Where did you say this? On the day of birthday, the high priest and the people have fun together. Isn't it a wonderful thing?"

A Yanjia bird flapped its wings and flew by.

Someone led him through a long corridor.He knew he was going to meet someone and worship him as a teacher.The woman holding a harp beside her said, "You are such a clever child, Ah Ye will definitely pick you."

He tilted his head and asked, "Really?"

It's an immature child's voice.

The corridor was pitch black, and there was a faint light ahead.

In the end, the light also disappeared, leaving only himself walking aimlessly in the boundless darkness.

Until a person appeared in front of him.

Little Xie Yi walked over and asked, "Who are you...?"

The man turned around, and he saw two blood-red marks under the man's right eye.

He said, "I am Chu Qi."

"Chuqi?" Xie Yi tilted his head and thought for a while, then said confusedly, "Do we know each other?"

Chu Qi picked him up and said, "We'll get to know each other later."

He nodded half understanding.Although he didn't know Chu Qi, he felt at ease when he saw him. He naturally put his arms around Chu Qi's neck and rested his head on his shoulder.The two of them kept walking like this until a light appeared in front of them.

"Okay, Xie Yi." Chu Qi put him down: "I can only send you here."

Xie Yi suddenly felt very sad, he grabbed Chu Qi's arm: "Why, won't you come with me?"

"I'm just a remnant of consciousness, a piece of memory from the past. Where can I go? You will see me, which means that there are some things that I can't tell you personally, right?" the young man in black turned She bent down and touched the top of his head: "Although it's God's will to trick people, I shouldn't expect more. I was originally a person who shouldn't exist in this world..."

"No...it's not like this!" Xie Yi rushed over and hugged Chu Qi's waist, shaking his head desperately, although he couldn't tell what it should be like.

"Don't you want to know, what was my name before I was made into a living puppet?"

"I don't want to know! If you say it, you will disappear, right?" Some pictures flashed in his mind, the closed stone door, the one who saw it in the gap looked up and smiled... Xie Yi felt extremely panicked, and he held onto the first hand tightly. Seven, begging: "Don't say it, please..."

"My name... is Xie Yi..."

"Don't say it!" Xie Yi woke up suddenly and sat up.

It's a dream, but it's not just a dream.

The shattered Yanjia Saber originally had some residual spiritual power, so after so long, Xie Yi hadn't noticed that Chu Qi had left something on it.

If what I saw in my dream was a fragment of Chu Qi's memory...

He said that he was once a Yanshi.He said his name was Xie Yi.

Everything has a reasonable explanation.

But how absurd this is.

Going against the destiny and changing history is already absurd enough.

To actually fall in love with her past self, this is really the absurdity of the absurd.

what is this……

It's really funny!

Xie Yi threw the half handle of the knife far away, and picked it up again after a while, smiling with tears all over his face.

He didn't become Chu Qi after watching the memory clip of Chu Qi, and he didn't become Xie Yi after recovering his memory in the Goddess Tomb.

They have long been two people whose life trajectories do not overlap.

To love is to love, no matter who he is or what his origin is.The word "regret" has never appeared in Xie Yi's dictionary, and the same is true for this relationship.

However, even if they realize this quickly, Chu Qi will never appear again in this world.

He suddenly broke into Xie Yi's life, then disappeared, leaving no trace of him in the end.

The author has something to say:

Still not the end.And really... HE.