"Students" Conspiracy

In the room, Jing Che stood up with difficulty, and watched as his tall figure cast an empty black shadow on the door, which disappeared after being shaken by the wind.She propped up her knees and walked out step by step, as if this simple step required her enormous strength.

When the door was pushed open, the wind outside was inexplicably strong, and the hallway was covered with fine sand, blowing towards her face, getting into her empty trouser legs and skirt, and her thin body seemed to be blown down by the wind at any time.

"Where are you going?" Yexiu walked in from the side yard and supported her body.

"Where is he?"

"For nearly a month and a half, he went to the shrine."

She nodded and walked past Yexiu to the shrine without saying anything.

This distance is not long, it can be reached in the blink of an eye in Baili Fengjian, but short is also long, Jing Che walked for a long time, like an old and weak woman, staggering, she walked from the red dress It took four years to return to Jing Che.

Yexiu followed behind her step by step, keeping a few steps away.

Standing at the foot of the broad bluestone steps of the shrine, Jing Che saw through the gray sky, the wind blowing up the pale soul banners on the tile eaves of the temple, making a sound of hunting, mixed with cold air, piercing people's necks.

"If you don't find another exit, I'm afraid you will have to force your way out." Stepping over the white jade floor tiles at the entrance of the shrine, Yuan Ji's voice was deep and majestic.

"I'm in the Valley of the Sun, and I haven't found any other exit," Baili Fengjian stood facing the wind with his hands behind his hands, and a few people carrying bronze tripods happened to pass by on the stone steps, and his originally blocked sight gradually opened up, "If If you force your way..."

As he spoke, his voice lowered, and Yuan Ji looked down suspiciously at his eyes. There was a girl in single clothes standing under the bluestone steps, with long black hair blowing in the wind, and she had a distant and unstoppable beauty in a trance. .

After many years, Jing Che has forgotten many things in the past, things that were deeply loved or hated to the bone, and the rapids will be smoothed after too long.Only this scene is forever fresh in her memory.He and her were separated by a short step, looking at each other through the sparse crowd, but in Jing Che's feeling, she was looking at the other side of a turbulent river, the mist filled the place, they were far apart, and the waves were loud, In the end, no one ferries.

Baili Fengjian's face was blurred by the wind, and she saw a majestic statue of a god standing tall behind him, but in fact, he looked more like a god in troubled times, with her mortal hands, even the hem of his clothes could not be touched by the wind. Can't hold it tight, so out of reach.

She remembered that there was such a scene many years ago, when she was still a young girl standing in the crowd and looking at him aloft, the thought in his mind at that time turned out to be a future prophecy.

——She is extraordinary, and he is not a god, but he still goes further and further in her story.

"Master." She spoke first, her voice was not heavy, and the wind disturbed her a bit mistyly when she spoke.

But Baili Fengjian still heard clearly.It had been eight years, and when he dreamed back countless times at midnight, he would always miss Ache's gestures of calling him his master in the past. Now, for the first time, the girl's voice really rang in his ears, but he could hear the emotionless indifference.

As calm as he is, at this time he doesn't know whether to advance or retreat, his throat is a bit difficult, and he wants to call her out but hesitates.It was he who once said to Hongyi himself that if Ache became like her, he would kill her with a sword.But when Hongyi was really Ah Che, he couldn't kill her with a single sword as calmly as he said?He couldn't do it, otherwise he wouldn't do everything possible to save her.

What everyone didn't expect was that the next second, the single-clothed woman bent her legs and knelt down towards the indifferent Baili Fengjian on the stone steps.

His curled fingers trembled a little, and her alienation made him feel scared.Because he was the one who forced her to kneel down when she was apprenticed to the teacher back then, and she perfunctorily kowtowed her head three times to finish the job, and she never kowtowed three times like now.

She prostrated herself on the ground, and solemnly knocked on the stone steps three times with her forehead. When she raised her head again, her forehead was already scarlet.She pursed her lips and let her long hair be lifted by the wind, bulging in the air without stopping, whipping her face like a whip.

"The gift of apprenticeship was not completed back then, so I will return it all today." Jing Che paused every word with unprecedented solemnity.

If she wants to return the gift, she wants to cut off the favor.

A corner of the tile eaves of the temple slanted into the air, and the posture waiting for take-off was a bit sad, and the wind was loud again.

Baili Fengjian stood on a high place, and the temple stood still behind him, just like his expression.The wind blew up his clothes and rattled them.

Jing Che got up, went up one more step, knelt down and kowtowed three times, his forehead was pierced with a line of redness.She probably doesn't know it, but her sonorous and soft voice can sometimes break one's heart: "From the time I walked out of the Qiye Emperor's Mausoleum at the age of 14 to leaving Jiahuang Mountain, Master's four-year nurturing grace is unforgettable for my disciples."

In fact, it was more than four years and three months. When she left, it was the cold night of the twelfth lunar month. After all, she couldn't wait until June to see the June snow blooming on Yunqin Peak in the fifth year.

During these four years, from the first encounter, it was doomed to be uneasy.It was only later that she heard from him that on that moonlit night 12 years ago, when she was still chubby lying on his back, she was pressed into sleep by him because she didn't know the heights of the world and was too noisy.She yelled bitterly that he was so impatient at that time, but she forgot that she had been playing the game endlessly from the beginning, challenging his patience time and time again, making him worry about her, and finally Shake hands and make peace, over and over again.

Their running-in period is so long, neither of them is willing to give in, but they change for the other unconsciously.

"Why bother." Yexiu finally couldn't hold back and stepped forward, wanting to stop Jing Che's behavior, and wrapped her arms around her to make her stand up.

However, Jing Che still bent down resolutely, kowtowed three times meticulously, the more bloody his hair was stained.

When she looked up and stood up, she felt that everything in front of her was dizzy, she couldn't see his aloof expression clearly, she felt that this scene could be seen everywhere in their past, he looked down at her humbleness from a high position, and then stayed out of it.

But if she didn't love him, how could she be humble?

"It's unethical to be infatuated with a teacher; it's unfilial to hold a grudge for eight years; it's unrighteous to refuse to recognize each other."

"The crime of the villain Jing Che is unforgivable, but Qi Ying and Yu Xi were not killed by me back then."

Because of her pride and unwillingness to defend herself, she suffered so much for nothing, but now she is defending her innocence lightly, but she doesn't feel ashamed.Maybe it's because enough time has passed, or maybe she just doesn't care anymore.

Baili Fengjian's eyes were shocked, his palms tightened, his knuckles were pinched innocently, and they rattled.At this moment, Yuan Ji persuaded him in a low voice: "If this continues, her newly recovered body may collapse again."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud breaking sound, and the bluestone steps at the top were shattered by Baili Fengjian's internal force, and turned into a pitted slope.The collapsed rubble splashed in all directions, and when it was about to hit Jing Che, it was forcibly shaken into powder by a gust of wind in his sleeve.

Even if he was so angry that he wanted to hurt, he still ended up in a protective posture. As a master, he was also repeatedly disturbed.

Jing Che raised his head and glanced blankly at the fine sand in front of him. On the fine sand was the entangled wind. Behind the wind was his livid face, and he was approaching her.

Are you angry? This murderous look only reminded her of Yu Xi's death eight years ago, and he had the same look when he pointed his sword at her.What is he angry about now?

She didn't know, and she didn't want to guess.She kowtowed to him for the last time, a large bloodstain was shocking from her forehead, and when she touched the ground, she fainted a dark red.The wind stuck to the side of her face along her hair, and when she stood up, her legs were puffy and she was almost limp.

She kowtowed three times on each step of the [-] or so steps, and it took as long as two sticks of incense to walk.

Baili Fengjian had already reached out his hand at that moment, and Yexiu was one step ahead of him to support her.

Her pale and dry lips trembled uncontrollably in the wind. She looked extremely weak. If she had no support, she might just fall straight in front of him, but the expression in her dark pupils was tough and proud. .

He thought it was still in the past, when he fell from the sky when she was in all dangers, she hid in his arms crying or making noises, and even insisted on hugging him relentlessly, soft and sticky "Master", "Master" , like a red thread wrapped around my heart.

Now Jing Che is holding a corner of his clothes tightly in his hand, using his last effort to stand upright in front of him, and said the last sentence with difficulty: "We will never leave together. Today's grace is broken, and from now on." You are Jiahuang Sword Saint, I am Emperor Capital Hongyi, even if you die here, the two have nothing to do with each other."

Her eyes finally left his face in relief, and over his shoulders, she saw the god, and the empty eyes seemed to be pity, and seemed to be exactly the same as his aloof eyes.

If there was still such a trace of reluctance in Baili Fengjian a moment ago, then the relief in her eyes at this moment is the last executioner.

"Since you have to pay it back," Baili Fengjian's clear voice, the sword suddenly came out of its sheath, the cold air, the snow-white blade reflected his seldom serious face, and the words forced out of the corners of his lips were cold: " Just be clearer."

He drew his sword so fast that no one had time to stop him, only to see a flash of silver light, and Jing Che had already closed his eyes tightly in the sword energy.

The expected bloodshed did not come, she opened her eyes for a long time, and in the tears that were forced from the corners of her pupils, she saw a pile of long hair scattered on the ground.

When I tied up hair for you, I never expected that one day my hair would be cut off.

So simply... everything is still clean.

"The things that were left to me when I left should be returned to their original owners now." His voice sounded impeccable, and the ending finally sank, with a hint of helplessness.

He tore an amber stone from his neck and threw it to her, but Jing Che didn't take it, letting the amber stone fall to the ground and shatter into pieces.

Baili Fengjian glanced down, and smiled slightly: "It was broken once before, and the blood in it just solved your blood sinking formula - if you guessed the clue at that time, there will be no more such things." thing."

He passed Jing Che and walked down the steps, stepping on the bloodstain when she came.

Jing Che squatted down as if he didn't hear anything, and squeezed a handful of fragments of the amber stone in his hand, which once contained her heart and soul, her past farewells and nostalgia.

When she turned her back on him, her tears fell like a gate, and the expression on her face was the same as before, indifferent and even ridiculed.

At this moment, a sudden gust of wind blew up from the ground, and a man's shape seemed to appear in the air. His body first stepped out of the fault, and his face was still vaguely visible.

He knelt down, held Jing Che's bloody hand, and said in an elegant and evil voice, "I saw my future in your past."

Jing Che blinked in a daze, everything disappeared as soon as the wind passed, as if it was just her illusion.She looked back, Baili Fengjian's figure was leaving, but Yexiu's expression remained the same, as cold as a mountain.

She blinked again, and the surrounding sky suddenly became dark.