What is the experience of being forced to confess

Using people as bait and vines attracting plants to seek, this method has been very effective since ancient times.

Since a person cannot give up his emotions and sever his six relatives, it is inevitable that there will be some softest concerns in his heart.For Mr. Bian Xijun, Du Wuyu is his weakness, pinching this spot is pinching the fatal spot, and he has suffered so much for it all the way.However, this bond is not equal. He is willing to give everything for Du Wuyu, but he never expects the other party to be like himself.Du Wuyu is a gentle person, he has the warmth of companionship and deep friendship with him, but it is never love, and this glimmer of firefly has really given him who is in the depths of the valley, a little bit of love. The tenderness on the tip of my heart is warm.

But now, Ben Xijun hopes for this kind of friendship, and it has never existed before.

Surrounded by the sound of fine rain, it sounds sharp and sharp, as if countless continuous silver needles were piercing the tip of the leaf, pricking into his body one after another from the empty branches.Gu Ling Shiyan barely had a conscience, and tied him under the tree, but after all, it was not very dense, and this could be called a meager amount of shelter, and it was even more pitiful in the night-long torrential rain.

Ben Xi-kun almost woke up from the shower.His hands and feet were bound and he couldn't move. He tried to operate his body, but he was almost completely sealed.The terrain here is low-lying, a lot of rain has accumulated, mixed with muddy mud all over his feet, he is like a wet water ghost, with disheveled hair, and has been drowsy all night.When I woke up again, I was still groggy and could not see the light of the sky. I didn't know what night it was, but I just thought that the rain was really heavy, and the day and day were like a faint.

Guling Shiyan's plan, he also roughly understood.He didn't want the news of Du Wuyu's surviving life to be revealed, and it was for this reason that the master of Yandu most taboo was the law of wind and smoke. .

It’s just that he was actually used as a bait. It’s really... Bian Xijun smiled wryly in his heart. He failed to exchange for the Xunshi, got the Liufu seal ring, and even paid for himself. Du Wuyu was something he was unwilling to do.The rain was falling from the branches and leaves, and it was as cold as piercing needles. He thought dazedly, it's better for Du Wuyu not to come.

For Yijian Fenghui, who values ​​love, Bian Xijun naturally has the weight to lure him into danger, even though the relationship between them is so complicated, as if separated by a bottomless abyss, what flows inside is not hatred, but more Not love, but something deeper and more impenetrable than both.

That is called memory.

The drenched long hair curled around his shoulders, and a few strands slipped from his forehead and got into his eyes, making his eyes blurred.The vast rain is like a entanglement in his thoughts, like a colorless net that encloses the world's worries, loves and resentments, the muddy and flooded rainwater soaks his heart, as if there is a thorn that can't be pulled out, it hurts constantly, and it's continuous pulse Pus and blood oozing from the heart, Bian Xijun took a hard breath, and suddenly murmured: "Humei, if I die like this, is it considered retribution?"

His voice was as soft as gossamer, drowned in the sound of rain, and the complicated sound gradually softened in his lax mind. He thought of the young girl who always cuddled on his shoulder with nostalgia, like a harmless bird. small animals.Those weak, watery eyes seemed to be still staring at him blankly, as if he was wondering why his elder brother fell ill again after recovering from a serious illness, and wondering why he was gradually unable to understand his intimate partner.She seemed to be afraid, mist gradually rose in her eyes, and began to overflow and drip down uncontrollably...

Bian Xi-kun opened his eyes, his eyes were also wet, something glistened on the red eye sockets, and was quickly washed down by the rain.This icy needle-like rain seems to be warmed in the memory, turning into a kind of pity, that innocent and tolerant girl, her brother is so reliable and trustworthy in her eyes, until she dies, she will never think of it who killed her.

He wanted to say sorry, but his hoarse throat couldn't speak.Thrush is the blood relative he owes, it is Du Wuyu's regret, and it is the secret pain between them.Once this scar is uncovered, it is like a piece of rough stone that is still impressive is cut out with ugly floss, no matter how unsightly it is, whether Du Wuyu scolds, turns away, or is indifferent to each other, this is what he should have done. bearable.

So... the wet eyelashes trembled in the rain, and the water flowed over Benji-kun's cheeks. He was like a sinking person, slowly submerging in the water. He still raised his head and looked at the hazy sky above him. He thought , if this is the case, then don't come looking for me...

However, God did not grant this sad and unbelievable wish. Human footsteps sounded in the chaotic sound of rain, stepping closer to the tree step by step.Du Wuyu's outline was blurred, and in Bian Xijun's eyes, it was like a wisp of smoke escaping from the rain. It gradually condensed into a shape, and it stopped in front of him. It was exactly what he missed deeply.It seemed to be worried and concerned, but it disappeared in a flash like an unstoppable illusion.

Du Wuyu was holding an umbrella, probably lent to him by Bu Xiangchen, with an indistinct picture of a bird drawn on it.The man stood still under the tree, in the vast mist, it looked like it was a picture in the memory of Mr. Ben Xi, and it seemed that the next second, he would open his mouth to persuade him in a gentle voice, that he should calm down and not rush, at that time It's still early, everything is there, and we can go on for a long time.

Unfortunately, this is not reality after all.

Under the umbrella, Du Wuyu's eyes were slightly dazed, and then became cold again.He stood still for a moment, then bent down, and stuck the umbrella between the branches above the head of the attacking gentleman, barely as a cover.Bian Xijun's eyes were empty and sad, and his face was water-stained, like a pale paper man who was wet. Du Wuyu had never seen this desolate and desolate look.

Their gazes collided with each other, and there was no way to avoid it. The fragile gaze that belonged to Mr. Benji was like a small but hard nail. When he scratched his heart lightly, there was an indescribable sadness.Walking also stopped, and the needles in the joints were painful, and he seemed to hear the female doctor asking: "These four needles go in and let you act like ordinary people for a while, but there are some hidden dangers, do you really want to go? "

And he just said, "Please."

Du Wuyu was naturally coming, and the shocking purpose of the letter was still in his heart. His gentle nature made him unable to abandon others, and he understood that the only person in the world who could save Bian Xijun was himself.They separated or met again in the ups and downs of the world, regardless of injustice or fate, but they were always connected to each other. He looked at the moving lips of Ben Xijun and knew what the other was thinking. He just stood up and spoke peacefully. Said: "If you think I won't come to save you, you are underestimating me and yourself."

Ben Xi-kun shook his head, a few water marks fell from his face and landed on his wryly smiling lips.Du Wuyu didn't look any more, and said loudly to the surroundings: "The ancient mausoleum is dead, I have come as promised."

The rain hit the forest leaves with a rustling sound, and a few dead branches were overwhelmed and fell to the ground with a clatter.A gray shadow slowly escaped from behind the tree, Guling Shiyan's footsteps were light and slow, his clothes were clean and free from dust and mud, just like the appearance of an elegant master.

Yiseqiu casually followed behind, but Du Wuyu didn't know that there were helpers. After looking at it for a while, he knew that the situation was unfavorable.Bian Xijun's body was sealed, and his injuries had not completely healed. Even standing up he relied on silver needles to unblock his veins, so it was almost impossible to get away with both.Gu Ling Shiyan smiled and said: "I thought we would never meet again, but now we are able to reunite, how lucky Gu Ling is."

This is not my luck, Du Wuyu said in his heart, and he said helplessly: "I can survive a catastrophe, and I have no worries about the world. I only hope that the great master will let my old man go, and Yijian Fenghui will retire. thing."

Gu Ling Shi Yan shook his head and said, "Only you and I are left with the four wonders of the past. How can Gu Ling let go of such a fate?"

"Could it be that the great master still remembers the so-called wind to overcome smoke." Du Wuyu shook his sleeves, knocked off the raindrops, and said in a deep voice, "I was severely injured by ice arrows, and my heart slaves took my life in the rainstorm. If it can't be your hindrance, why should you worry about it?"

"If the threat doesn't completely disappear, it will always be a threat." Gu Ling Shiyan stared straight at him with deep eyes, his gaze was not aggressive, but it still made him feel as dangerous as walking on ice.Du Wuyu squatted down and tried to feel the breath of Tan Bian Xijun, but felt that although his breathing was weak, it was not a serious problem, so he was a little relieved, and said coldly: "Then what do you want to do to let go?" Me and him?"

Guling Shiyan's gaze is like a snake that is about to move, it will wrap itself around a person's head and neck at some point.He smiled, and said unhurriedly: "The injury can be cured, just like the wound of your ice arrow, which is gone now—"

Du Wuyu's heart trembled slightly, his eyes swept away indifferently, and he continued calmly: "To make me feel completely at ease, unless the wind attribute body that can become my hidden danger is completely gone."

"Du Wuyu, as long as you break your meridians and use up your body, I will release you as promised."

Amidst the sound of the rain, the words were extremely clear. Du Wuyu remained calm, but looked at him calmly. At the same time, the paralyzed Ben Xijun suddenly woke up as if from a dream, and opened his eyes in panic. , snapped: "One Sword Wind Emblem!"

The two confronting each other seemed to have never heard of it, Du Wuyu was silent for a moment, and his voice was hoarse: "Really?"

"Naturally." Gu Ling Siyan smiled.

Du Wuyu also smiled. He stood with his head held high, and the rainwater flowed down from the top of his head, as if washing away the steep rocks. The always gentle person seemed to have never been so tough, but this appearance made Mr. Ben very frightened , he didn't know where the strength came from, struggling to get up from the ground, grabbed Du Wuyu's sleeve with his fingers, and begged for mercy: "Yijian Fenghui, you can't..."

It is ironic and ridiculous that this hoarse and thin voice, like the dying bird's voice, belonged to the former high-ranking Holy Inquisitor. He squeezed Du Wuyu's hand, and searched the whole body for strength like picking up scraps of paper. His fingertips almost pinched into Du Wuyu's flesh, and he said in a daze, "No..."

But the voice stopped abruptly, it was Gu Ling Shiyan who stretched out his hand and tapped his Ya acupoint easily.The rain was pouring down his face in a disorderly manner. Ben Xijun's eyes were red, and he was still shaking his head stubbornly. He couldn't speak, but began to use his limp fingers to draw vigorously on Du Wuyu's palm, pointing horizontally and vertically, yes A word "no" that couldn't be more clear, he wrote it so heavily and slowly, as if he wanted to engrave this word into the flesh and blood of the other party, he wrote it weakly, and then began to write it repeatedly, two times, three times, but He realized almost desperately that no matter how many times he wrote it, Du Wuyu's decision would not be changed because of it...

The trembling fingertips were finally pressed down. Du Wuyu held his hand. Their bodies were like two pieces of ice in the rain, but they still seemed to be trying to warm each other. Du Wuyu said: "You saved me once Fate, I should."

Ben Xijun's eyes were about to split, his eyes were red, he stopped shaking his head, and became quiet like a dead animal, as if he realized at this moment that what was built by years of hard work was nothing but an illusory mirage, but even if it was a dream , He was also happy in it, but why is he so painful no matter whether he is indulging in it or waking up?

Ben Xi-kun's shoulders twitched, but there was no water in his eyes, as if his tears had melted into the overwhelming rain and fog.Du Wuyu's fingers focused on the sea of ​​qi, and his whole body was shaken, and he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.The bright red blood was soaked in the rain, but it never faded. Du Wuyu's fingertips moved, and gradually cut off the Qi veins in his body. The severe pain was stuck in his chest, as if it was about to explode. Du Wuyu's face was as white as paper, he clenched his teeth, and used his remaining strength to shake out the four silver needles that had been pierced in the blood, before he collapsed completely.

Benxi-kun supported him, and the two of them fell to the ground together. He moved his lips, but couldn't make a sound, but those pale lips were still trembling and opening and closing, as if there was a silent sob echoing in the wind and rain: "One Sword... Wind Emblem..."

Transparent drops of water dripped from the tip of his nose, and kept falling on Du Wuyu's face. He didn't seem to be able to hear the sound of rain, or the laughter of the ancient mausoleum's passing smoke. He only knew that the person in front of him was speaking word by word. He said in a voice: "I promise you, from now on, there will be no sword wind emblem of Yufeng Island, only ordinary Du Wuyu... Guling Shiyan, let him go."