refuse to be a teacher

"Master, you have done too many stupid things in your life, all for the sake of staying."

"But a person who has lived to a certain age is not a god after all. He should go...he will always go."

"Forcing it won't work, Master."

- So, you will go too.

Yan deceived himself from the darkness, and slowly opened his eyes.

Snow particles as fine as broken sand are falling from the sky, pattering against the edge of the window sill, and soon melting into a pool of cool water.

Yan Jue didn't wear shoes and socks, so he got up and got out of bed with clean and pale feet.Fang gently pushed the door open a thin crack, and he stood alone on the threshold for a long time.

He looked up at the falling snow all over the sky, and he didn't know what he was thinking quietly. After staying for a while, he stretched out his hand to support the door frame again, and walked straight into the snow step by step, slowly and slowly.

And this scene happened to be caught by Cheng Bi who came to deliver the medicine.After all, this kid has an unstable temper. He was so frightened that he couldn't hold the medicine bowl. He took three steps and two steps, and hurried to catch up. How can you walk barefoot in the snow in such a cold day?"

With Cheng Bi's temperament, when encountering something, he would immediately blush in panic.

Right now, using both hands and feet, he pushed the uncle all the way into the house, and finally finished everything. He was holding the medicine bowl in his hand, and when he looked up again, he saw Yan Jue still had a dull face and his eyes were indifferent. , did not speak, and did not see any sad or painful expressions.

—he's always been like this lately.

Or in other words, the expression on his face has not changed since he became conscious.

Although Cheng Bixin is not careful, he is not a real log after all. Most of the things before him can be figured out by himself, and he can always understand some of them, whether they are deep or shallow.

Roughly calculating now, more than a month has passed since Yan Jue left Lingtai Mountain.

In fact, when Yi Shangxian brought Yan Jue back, everyone agreed that this person must be dead.

Not to mention that he was suffering from the wind and cold, the cough caused by the broken bone had not healed, and he vomited blood frequently, but it was so injured that his whole body was full of holes - but all the doctors who came to see him said that he probably won't last long, it's still early It's better to have some food for the funeral.

So Yi Shangxian took a bag of silver, and simply told Cheng Bi, "It's not easy for this trash to live in the world for nothing... It's not easy to spend money to send him away, lest your master is in the spirit of the sky, and you have to pay for it." Blame me for being ungrateful."

Cheng Bi's eyes turned red in an instant, he took the heavy bag of money with both hands, and decided to go to the town to order a high-quality nanmu coffin for his uncle.

As a result, the road was blocked by heavy snow that night, and Cheng Fang was forced to squat in the half-sized small room, guarding a dying Yan Hao, and shivering beside him with a big bag full of coffin money.

During this time, Yan Jue was coughing all the time, coughing very hard.Cheng Bi always felt that he was going to cough up all the internal organs, and his heart was panicked, so he subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch the person's head - sure enough, he got burned again.

Cheng Bi was born to be very honest, although Yi Shangxian had always told him that it would be fine to let Yan bully alone - but it would be obviously against his conscience to let this child be left to die.

So he opened the door and went out, fetched a basin of water, prepared a towel, and then squatted into the room, shivering by the bed all night.

Afterwards, I don't know whether it is the heaven's pity, or Yan deceives me to be blessed with great destiny.

He survived such an extremely difficult night, and the fever subsided miraculously.It's just hanging with half of my life, so it won't last long.

Cheng Bi saw the same thing, he, this little uncle, didn't care about his body in the early years, he was on the verge of life and death several times, but now that his life has settled down, he has completely collapsed all at once.

Yi Shangxian saw Yan Jue a few times, most of them had a pale face, he was so thin that he was almost boneless, and he walked two steps, as if he was going to fall apart immediately - the only thing that is very fortunate is that this man In the end, he couldn't die no matter what, even if he walked through the gate of hell every night before going to sleep, he would wake up as usual the next morning and continue to live the life he should have been living.

Yi Shangxian said: "This trash is born with a hard life, even if he wants to die, he can't die."

Cheng Bi said: "Uncle Shi survived a catastrophe, so there must be future blessings."

But until now, if you want to talk about death, it is really not dead.But when it comes to blessings, it may not be true blessings.

Yan Jue's life has been full of ups and downs.When he was young, his parents and elder brothers all died early, and when he was a little sensible, he lost his master, and then he lived in a ridiculous way, wandering recklessly in the rivers and lakes for a long time-at the end of the day, he finally knew what to do. To his heart, when he was raising his family and living a life, the person who was going to join hands with him for the rest of his life died tragically for no reason halfway.

From then on, Yan Jue no longer knew how to live in the future.

He was very ill and often lay in bed for days at a time.Many old wounds that have been separated for many years are now picking up at the weakest gap of the person, as if they are bound to push him into the abyss without support and companionship.

But fate is always stubborn and cruel, and it just forces such a person to live in a state of embarrassment, forcing him to open his eyes every day when the sun rises in the east, and face all the emptiness and decadence ahead.

Sometimes Cheng Bi looks on and feels apprehensive.I just feel that if I want to linger on my life like Yan Jue, it's better to die neatly and happily.

After all, the severe devastation brought about by injury, pain and disease is often more direct and painful than the wanton mental abuse.

But what makes people feel sad and sad is that such a dying body has faintly shown some signs of improvement since the fever subsided that night.

At first he just fell asleep, but gradually he was able to sit up and drink some porridge and soup, and at the coldest part of the first month, he was able to get out of bed and walk by himself.

It's just that people always seem to be unconscious, their consciousness is muddled, and there is almost no expression in their eyes.

At first, Cheng Bi thought that Yan Jue's first reaction when he opened his eyes would be to ask Xue Lanyin's whereabouts first.

I remember that earlier, when Yi Shangxian came down from Lingtai Mountain, he dragged a half-dead woman with him, who was said to be the daughter of the old patriarch Yun of the Baiwu tribe.

In the other hand, he was holding a pair of nearly dilapidated remains—who should have been, Cheng Bi didn't ask at first, but gradually he understood it, and couldn't help but feel uncomfortable one after another.

Later, Yun Zhehuan asked a group of Baiwu people to take them back to the Northern Territory.Where they lived, there were only three living people left, not including... that pair of human bones that had already been shattered.

Yi Shangxian put the pile of bones into the box long before Yan Jue opened his eyes, and told Cheng Bi not to let his uncle see it.

——But unexpectedly, Yan Jue never mentioned anything about Xue Lanyin since he opened his eyes.

He didn't ask his apprentice whether he was dead or alive, and he didn't ask where his apprentice was. Sometimes Cheng Bi even thought that perhaps Yan Jue didn't take Xue Lanyin too seriously at all, so he didn't care, and he wouldn't show it on his face. What a reaction.

Little Martial Uncle is a person who usually has a cold and indifferent temperament. He doesn't like to laugh or talk.

After his apprentice died, he was still so indifferent. Cheng Fang didn't know if he loved laughing or not, but he really didn't say anything.

Occasionally, when Yi Shangxian came to look for him, he only said a few words in twos and threes, which was perfunctory.There were too many times, and Yi Shangxian was too lazy to talk to him anymore, so he directly ordered Cheng Bi to come and tell him something if he wanted to explain something.

After going back and forth, Cheng Bi was upright and enthusiastic, so he naturally took care of Yan Jue a little more.

On weekdays, serving meals and delivering medicines is the right thing to do, and even when Yan Jue needs help, Cheng Bi will feel better with just a simple look without saying a word.

But this child is often overly cautious. After all, he is not as bold and powerful as Xue Lanyin. He seems a little unable to take care of many aspects of life.

——Among them, like this morning, Yan Yao stepped into the deep snow unconsciously with bare feet, and even insisted on walking deep.

It's not the first time he's done this.

Sometimes Cheng Bi couldn't tell whether he had completely lost his soul outside or simply wanted to seek death.

There was nothing to do right now, he pushed Yan Jue all the way into the room carefully, holding the medicine bowl in both hands, and said helplessly, "Master, you are always like this, and you will always be sick when you get sick...why bother to make things difficult for yourself?"

Yan Jue didn't speak, and looked at the layers of snow outside the courtyard through the gap of the paper window filled with mist in the house.

Then after a long time, when Cheng Bi thought he was going to keep silent like this, Yan Jue suddenly turned his head and asked softly, "Where's Yi Shangxian?"

He actually spoke!

Cheng Bi's heart skipped a beat, and he didn't know how to answer.After a while, he was at a loss and said: "Master, he has been a little busy recently. It is said that he has taken a fancy to a piece of land outside Biyun City and is waiting to build a new yard..."

To put it bluntly, the place where they lived was not far from the town of Guli at that time. Because of Yan Hao's serious injury, Yi Shangxian had to stay at the border of this chaotic town for a long time.

But this poor old man is pure in nature, and since he broke his face with the Lingtai Yijian Sect, he doesn't want to have too much involvement here, so during the first month of the new year, when every family is busy catching up with the New Year's Eve dinner, he is still busy with Yi Shangxian. Thinking about how to build a new house for yourself.

When mentioning Biyun City, Yan Jue's eyes seemed to dim a little, but he always restrained his emotions very well, and after waiting for a while, he said to Cheng Bi: "So he doesn't want that place anymore?"

Cheng Bidao: "Master said no more, otherwise the mob will be in chaos all day long, who can bear it?"

Yan Jue nodded numbly, reluctantly answering.

Cheng Bi asked cautiously from the side: "Master and Uncle going to live together? There are so many people in Biyun City, and there are many famous pharmacies and medical clinics. It will be very convenient to invite a doctor to come and treat your illness."

"No need."

Yan Jue got up slightly and walked to the window, seemingly indifferently said: "How can Yi Shangxian tolerate eating and living with me?"

Cheng Bi also stepped forward, and persuaded with a good voice: "Uncle Shi should understand, every time Master accuses you of something, it's just talking, don't take it to heart."

"I know." Yan Jue's eyes were low, and he said calmly, "Recently, I have been ill and confused, and I often don't remember much...It's thanks to him taking care of me and saving my life."

Cheng Bi was taken aback for a moment, and then said with a smile all over his face: "Yes, yes, uncle, you..."

"It's just that he has his pursuit, and I... also have some things that must be done."

Yan Jue gently interrupted him, his cold eyes moved from the window to the room again, and then silently stared at Cheng Bi's stiff face.

"Please, bring Xue Xiaomao...bring him here."

Cheng Bi's eyes widened, and he stammered, "What... what?"

Yan Jue's expression was indifferent, and there was not even any ups and downs in his eyes.

He said, "...Bring Xue Xiaomao here."