Chapter 309

She raised her head in astonishment. Yao Guang was tiding up her things in an orderly way. Seeing the girl's strong reaction, she could not help but stop her movements. "Are you not so hard to sleep when you choose a seat and change your room? If so, I'll go back to sleep. There's a soup lady in Xiaohan's room. She'll heat it up for you. "

Seeing that he was magnanimous, Sanskrit realized that he had misinterpreted the meaning of the words and quickly lowered his head, "no, no, I'll live here..."

The man slowly packed up his things and nodded, "well, you can have a rest early. You don't have to practice martial arts tomorrow. You can read books in the room."

"Master!"

The man stopped and looked at her.

Sanskrit bit his lip - should I tell him about the nightmare?

During these days of listening to Fengwu, she never overstepped the rules and caused trouble. She was careful every day. Yao Guang's attitude towards her was always at a distance. She seemed to be a little distant from her teachers and apprentices, and more concerned than simply teaching and learning.

But now it seems that something has changed invisibly, which was originally between them, or the instinctive vigilance and fear of various mysteries of Yao Guang, which was originally between them, gradually thawed out.

"I don't want to kill people, but I'm afraid I will fail the Lord's expectation. After all, he took me in and supported me all the way. Now I'm afraid that innocent people will be buried in my hands, and I'm also afraid of being weak all my life At the end of the day, I can't make a decision like a king. "

The man pondered for a long time, and Fang slowly opened his mouth.

, "life is doomed, and there is no way to change it. You just feel miserable. You should go to see those beggars in Town God's Temple and see the displaced people on the streets. Xiao Yunjing has given you a life far beyond the reach of most people in this world. As for killing, the world is in chaos. It's hard to say whether it's good or bad. Let's make a clear distinction between good and evil. Who dares to say that his hands are not stained with blood? If you are only afraid that you will hurt the innocent, and therefore have no ability to be pinched by others, then no one will say innocence for you

At the end of the sentence, it was sonorous and forceful, and it was not as modest as he said.

Is cruelty the law of the world? Is it doomed to kill life?

Yao Guang slightly raised his head and sighed, "you are still young. It seems that these are too much. That's it, that's it

"If I'm still afraid of nightmares, I'll stay by the side all night and sleep. You can rest assured that I am here. "

The man dimmed the candle and sat at the table. Sanskrit gazed at the figure for a long time, then lay down slowly, pulled the quilt and wrapped it on her body. There was a trace of bitter fragrance of wormwood and man's wind and dust between the pillows.

After a long time, she still did not speculate thoroughly. Did Yao Guang's words and warmth during the night encourage her desire to bury herself in the dark and subvert her thought of respecting him, fearing him, and treating him as a teacher?

After years of great changes in Yanjing, fanyin is no longer a month. She is so flustered that she can't help herself. However, she still can't forget that Yao Guang looks at her with pity and desire.

As a teacher and apprentice, her apprentice is a deep benefactor, but Yao Guang is not necessarily a good master.

But those are afterwords.

As mentioned earlier, fanyin lived in Yaoguang's bedroom, but found a familiar portrait.

If she remembers correctly, the man's name is Yan Yi.

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when Yao Guang came to the main peak of canglan peak in the burial palace, it was already at night, and the chilly mountain wind blowing on him was like a thin blade. Several of the main peak's disciples gathered there, and they were all surprised to see him coming.

"Four, four elder martial brothers are back?" Some people barely greet him, but the smile on his face is not natural. Some disciples did not know this person, so they looked at others with their eyes in doubt, but were warned to silence.

"Well." Yao Guang took off his bamboo hat and slowly turned his wheelchair to come up to him. "Is master better?"

"These days, the lamplight disciples keep watch on the side. Some real masters of Shaoyang peak have come to visit us once. Shifu is just a good and a bad person. When he is sober, he talks to us. He sleeps for most of the day. We have no way but to stay here day and night to make peace of mind." The disciple who explained with Yao Guang was a little quick in speaking. He seemed to be deliberately avoiding the man's face and did not want to see him sitting in a wheelchair. However, his attitude was much better than that of other disciples.

Yao light look or alienated, slightly nodded, "I have a look."

"Hehe, the fourth elder martial brother hasn't come back for such a long time. Can you still recognize the road?"

The voice is a bit sharp, angry pressure anger, Yao Guang raised his eyes, knife like eyes gouged out the past. He seemed to have ordered the purplish lips of the Shura. The disciple was originally oppressed by the harsh complaints, but he was somewhat guilty when he took a look at it. He had to close his eyes and snorted bitterly, "hypocritical!"

Yao Guang didn't turn back. His movements were light and his landing was silent. He was like a ghost in the night. He could only see the tall shadow floating over the crowd and quickly hiding in the dark.

"Younger martial brother Feng Qi, you are just too reckless." In the dark, someone sighed, "you shouldn't talk to Zhou... Yaoguang like that. In terms of Yu Li, he is your elder martial brother. In terms of love, he used to be one of the people buried in the world palace."Some people added a sentence calmly, "elder martial brother, why don't you cover it up? If you want to say it, you can say it's Hulun. What kind of mind has he harbored in practicing evil Kung Fu in silence all these years? You should tell younger martial brother Feng not to provoke that madman. "

"Old seven!" "What's the matter? Am I not right? " "Well, whether it's right or not, it's all the gratitude and resentment between Shizun, younger martial brother Zhou and Yan Yi. We shouldn't interfere. Just say less. Even if you know something, it will rot in my stomach."

Another cold wind passed, and the man's sigh was soon dispersed on the edge of the cliff.

"Times have changed, and people in front of us are no longer people of that time..."

over the years, Xiao Mianning has not changed his habit of hard work. Even if he is critically ill, he is still used to recuperate in the cave stone chamber. The dim night light gradually leaked from the cave. Yao Guang carried a paper lantern and slowly turned the wheelchair in.

The array of Shimen is unchanged and unfolds slowly in front of him.

The cold and damp stone wall, the shimmering and the dripping sound of water are the same as they were six years ago, but there is a new vein of bitter herbs. Xiao Mian was lying flat on the stone couch. Beside him was a small purple sand medicine pot with a wide mouth. Xu had just used the medicine. His eyebrows and eyes were relaxed and he was sleeping peacefully.

Peace?

Yao light mouth with a faint smile, raised his hand touched the man's cheek, heart, peace, is not right.

"Master, here I am."

The man's brows tightened. It seemed that he took a long breath from his chest and slowly opened his eyes. Then, when Xiao Mianning was in his weak crown, no woman in the world could resist this kind of affectionate eyes. But now the situation has changed, in the eyes of unruly and unruly has been polished, like wentuntuntun jade, he is not used to it.

"It's you...!" Xiao Mianning's voice is a little hoarse, not small changes, but not bad to hear, with expected surprise.

"The disciple kowtowed to master." Yao light light way, "disciple legs disabled, can not see ceremony, also ask Master to forgive."

"Just you and I, what are you doing with all these empty rituals? You can see whether I'm safe or not." Xiao Mianning sat up slowly.

He looked up and down at Yao Guang.

The man is thin, wearing a green grey cloak. The paper lantern is a warm light, reflecting the jade face as if polished. He is really a figure carved by ice and snow. The cinnabar in the center of his eyebrows seems to be a pen written by God, which is affectionate and secluded.

"Ling Tao, why do you come back to the mountain at this time?" Xiao Mianning asked, "do you want to come and see if I'm dead?"

Yao Guang said with a smile, "master, you are going to send your disciples to the place where they are unfaithful. However, I still want to remind my master that Zhou Lingtao has died in the Jin Dynasty. You have set up all the tombs. The name of the disciple is Yaoguang. "

Xiao Mianning was speechless. After a long time, he gave way to the side and patted the stone bed. "Here we come. I can't die for a moment. Do you want to sit down and talk to me, master and apprentice?"

Yao Guang naturally sat down, "master, don't dare not obey."

Xiao Mianning was in a good spirit and even put on a helpless expression: "can you stop talking like this? I'm so tired that I don't know who you are doing it with? "

Yao Guang is still elegant smile, just smile to reach the corner of his eyes and eyebrows, but more edges and corners, "I'm afraid to fight out with what grade, I have to abide by the rules." He has a soft voice and a respectful look. He looks like a graceful Tanlang.

Xiao Mianning said, "what happened six years ago, do you have to keep it in your mind?" "I'm tired," he said

"Then the disciple will serve the master and sleep."

"Be careful. I'm sick now, and I'll give it to you."

"I have survived the eighteen commandments, and I don't care about them." Yao Guang's hands are very beautiful, with clear fingerbones and strong strength. Only then did he untie the man's outer garment. He saw that Xiao Mianning frowned because of the word "admonishment whip", so he stopped.

"Master?"

Xiao Mianning pushed his hand away.

"You hate at the beginning, always feel difficult to calm down, why come back to serve me, an old man who will be on his way to death?"

"The speaker has no intention, but the listener has a heart. I just say it casually. Why is master in a hurry?"

"Is it me or is it your own fault?"