Sick Beauty [Rebirth]

Shen Shu looked at the person in front of him playing the qin.

Before sitting on the table, Ye Yunlan lowered his head, with five slender and pale fingers resting on the strings, his eyelashes hanging down like unfolded butterfly wings.

Sunlight slanted in from the window, and fell on him. The scarlet mole at the end of his eye sank in the shadow of the side face, revealing a gentle and charming look.

The thin dust in the air floated slowly, accompanied by the sound of Ling Ling music.

Shen Shu had never heard of the piano before, but he also felt that the music made people intoxicated.

It seems to be drifting from the remote realm, passing the flowing mountains, snowy forests and seas, carrying the natural wind of the sky and the earth to my ears.

He listened to the sound of the piano as if he had arrived in an empty and uninhabited realm, and all the earthly disturbances were far away, leaving only the sound of the guqin, echoing leisurely.

Very beautiful.

But very lonely.

The person who is playing the piano, covered in warm yellow sunlight, gently twists his fingertips on the strings, clearly close in front of him, but still looks ethereal and illusory.

It seems to disappear in the blink of an eye.

Shen Shu's pupils tightened slightly, and his five fingers shook hands subconsciously, trying to grasp something.

Play one piece.

Ye Yunlan raised his head and saw that Shen Shu stopped his hand and looked straight at him.

The young boy's eyes were sharp and narrow, and he was born with a vicious atmosphere, and his eyes were dark and surging. For some reason, he suddenly felt a little familiar.

He frowned, rubbed his temples, and looked again. The boy's eyes were as bright and clear as usual, and they were full of pure yearning for him.

Just now, it was just his illusion.

Ye Yunlan has never been used to staring at such enthusiastic gazes. He moved his eyes away, his fingertips glided across the strings, and asked softly: "Does it sound good?"

Shen Shu blinked and said seriously: "It sounds good."

Ye Yunlan: "Qin music can calm your mind and cultivate your temperament. If you encounter obstacles in your practice in the future, you can come to me to listen to the piano. It may be of some help."

Shen Shu nodded, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Xianjun...will always be here in the future?"

Ye Yunlan: "Why do you suddenly ask like this?"

"I'm just a little scared," Shen Shu said in a low voice, as if embarrassed, "I'm afraid that Xianjun will leave in the future...I will never find Xianjun to listen to the piano again."

Ye Yunlan laughed slightly after hearing this.

He hadn't noticed before that this little wolf cub was not only stubborn, but also very clingy.

"If there is no accident in the future, I will not leave here easily."

Shen Shu's eyes lit up suddenly.

Ye Yunlan continued: "It's just that, I also want you to know that everyone in this world will leave after all-no matter how many promises have been made, how many promises have been made. Although I will not leave here, it is impossible for me to live forever. Are by your side."

Shen Shu wondered, "Why?"

"You are still young, so you don't understand. There are some things in this world that are beyond the power of manpower." Ye Yunlan said, "For example, life and death... For example, destiny."

He didn't know what he thought of, his eyes were a little blank, but he quickly recovered and calmly said: "Now I have a lack of longevity and cannot continue to practice. In a few decades, maybe it will turn into a loess. , Return to the heaven and the earth. And if you are successful in your cultivation, by then, the path will have only just begun."

Shouyuan is lacking.

Shen Shu focused on these words.

He quickly thought of the reason why Ye Yunlan's Shouyuan was missing, and his hand slowly clenched into a fist.

"In the future, I will help Xianjun find the best healing elixir in this world, and help Xianjun heal his internal injuries." He suddenly paused, "Xianjun...will not die."

Ye Yunlan was dumb.

After thinking about it, he still didn't tell Shen Shu that his wounds were not curable by elixir, and no matter how good the elixir for healing in this world, it would only help him barely prolong his life.

And the only way to solve his injury...he would never try it in his life.

"You have this heart, it's enough." He said, "But you have to understand that there is no real long-lasting thing in this world. Even the strong who stepped on the Void Realm will have their lifespan depleted. Human life is long or short. To the world, it is only a moment. I am not attached to it, and you... don’t have to be attached to me.”

If you are too persistent, you will be biased towards the magic way.

The magic way is not a good place.

Shen Shu said: "What if you become a fairy?"

Becoming immortals and attaining Taoism, immortality, is the ultimate goal of all practitioners.

Ye Yunlan was silent for a while, but his tone suddenly faded, "...maybe."

Shen Shu couldn't hear Ye Yunlan's indifferent tone, and only knew one thing.

It turns out that if you want to stay by your side for a long time, you need not only coziness and patience, but also strength.

Enough to keep people firmly under the wings and fight for fate with the sky.

After spending half a day, Shen Shu cleaned up the entire house.

Ye Yunlan took the lamp and whispered softly: "It's getting late, let's go back."

Shen Shu nodded and went out, rushing across the sea of ​​flowers.

It wasn't until he watched the young figure disappear completely into the night that Ye Yunlan blew out the lamp, lay down on the bed, and went to sleep in his clothes.

A faint floral fragrance floated in from the window, lingering around the tip of the nose.

This night, the entangled nightmare of previous lives has been reduced a lot.

Wake up again, it is early morning.

The birds were chattering outside the window, and Ye Yunlan sat in front of the mirror, looking at himself in the mirror, and touching the vermilion at the end of his eyes with his fingertips, he felt very strange.

To live a lifetime again, for him, is like a big dream, always feeling trance.

This feeling has not disappeared until now.

The door was knocked suddenly.

He walked over and opened it, and saw Shen Shu standing in front of the door, holding a few spirit fruits in his hand, and handed it over when he saw him.

"This is my newly picked spirit fruit... Do you want to taste the fairy?"

Ye Yunlan was startled.

Generally speaking, after the monk's cultivation base reaches the foundation building, he can supplement himself by absorbing the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth, without having to eat any grains, which is called "bigu".

Regardless of his past and present, he has been bigoted for a long time.

Only after being seriously injured by Shenhuo Essence, he could no longer gather spiritual power, and he also began to need food like a mortal.

Helanze doesn't know how to cook. When he is healing at Helanze's residence, he only eats bigudan, one can be full for several days, and it is no different from bigu.

He has long forgotten how the food tastes.

Seeing that he was not answering, Shen Shu suddenly whispered: "These spirit fruits...I have washed them carefully many times...very clean."

Hearing that, Ye Yunlan is on the cusp of Microsoft.

He raised his hand to pick up a spirit fruit and took a light bite.

Shen Shu looked up at him.

He whispered softly: "Very sweet."

Shen Shu's eyes lit up.

Ye Yunlan turned around and fetched a bamboo bowl in the house, put the remaining spirit fruit on the study table, and planned to taste it while reading a book later.

Hearing Shen Shu again said: "Xianjun, I found an orchid on Qingya Peak yesterday. I have brought it here... I will plant it outside later."

"I see." He touched the young man's head. "When you finish, I will go and see."

Before sitting down at the case, he opened the scroll and read it, occasionally taking a spiritual fruit on his hand and slowly tasting it.

Shen Shu was busy outside in the sea of ​​flowers.

The birds chirping outside the window.

The years are quiet and peaceful, and time passes by without knowing it.

I don't know how long he had passed, he raised his head slightly and found that the boy was looking at him with his pillow on the edge of the window.

Seeing that he found out, the boy blinked slowly.

"You..." Ye Yunlan got up and walked over, "have the flowers been planted?"

Shen Shu nodded and pointed to one place.

Ye Yunlan raised his eyes and saw a blue and transparent orchid blooming in the sun.

There seemed to be water waves flowing on the orchid's petals, and the lines swayed like rippling layers, reflecting the faint blue light.

He said: "Very beautiful."

Shen Shu said: "In the future...I will find Xianjun more beautiful flowers."

Ye Yunlan's expression was slightly relaxed, but he felt that some things still need to be reminded, “You don’t need to worry about finding flowers for now. You are this year old, it is the time to lay the foundation for spiritual practice, and you can’t slack off. You didn’t say you wanted to talk to me before. Didn’t you learn the sword?

Shen Shu was silent.

After a long while, he hung his head and said in a low voice: "I don't have my own sword."

Ye Yunlan was taken aback, his eyes fell on Shen Shu's worn-out clothes, only then did he notice that it had been several days, but Shen Shu was still wearing this one.

It's not dirty, but the clothes are already washed white, and the corners of the clothes are also tattered.

Ye Yunlan pondered for a while, then suddenly turned to the subject, and said, "Shen Shu, I remember you are an outer disciple?"

Shen Shu nodded.

"I heard that there is a Jinling tree on the Outer Gate Hidden Xiu Peak. The flowers are like Jinling, very beautiful. I have always wanted to see it." Ye Yunlan said, "If you have free time tomorrow, please help me pick a Jinling flower." He paused and added, "There are rewards."

As soon as he heard the reward, Shen Shu's eyes lit up, "Okay."

Ye Yunlan touched his head, "You have been busy for a long time, come in and rest. It just happens that I want to play a few tunes. When you rest, you might as well listen to it."

Shen Shu rubbed his hand, "Yeah."

—

It is late at night.

Shen Shu has gone back.

Ye Yunlan blew out the lamp, but did not rest as usual, but took the sword and walked out.

The flowers swayed in front of them, reflecting the stars in the sky.

He slowly pulled out the missing shadow sword in his hand.

The thin blade was shining with moonlight, revealing a cold glow. Between the ups and downs of breathing, the blade trembled slightly.

He hadn't had this feeling of being connected to the heart of the natal sword for a long time.

In his previous life, the Queying Sword was already broken by He Lanze in front of his disciples when he was expelled from the sect.

His original kendo was abolished because of this, and what was abolished with him, as well as his cultivation base and golden core.

Later, when he held onto the Shura sword, he was already embarking on a completely different path.

The Shura Sword is the most evil sword in the world. It was originally made by the blood sacrifice of millions of people, the founder of the Blood Soul Sect thousands of years ago. They are all fiercely famous.

The previous master of the Shura Sword was the soul-killing ancestor of the Soul Refining Sect. He used the Shura Sword to wash the thirteen cities of Xizhou with blood.

And the previous one was Demon Lord.

The long sword in Ye Yunlan's hand suddenly pointed in one direction.

Although his vision was blurry, the aura of the surrounding spirits had become extremely clear the moment he was out of the sword.

-The swordsmanship he holds is the way of devouring life and death.

Baizhang away, a bamboo rat was curled up and trembling.

Lack of Shadow Sword trembled suddenly.

Ye Yunlan used his palm, and the navy blue winding veins appeared on the back of his hand, still unable to stop the tremor of the sword.

He frowned slightly, and after a while, he lowered the tip of his sword.

In the distance, the bamboo rat flew away.

The sword body was still shaking.

As the heart-linked master of the Lack Shadow Sword, Ye Yunlan knew that this was the kendo that Lack Shadow Sword couldn't carry him, and was screaming.

…Swordsmanship that is so hostile and unacceptable.

Ye Yunlan stroked the long sword with his fingertips and sighed.

"I'm wronged you."

He no longer poured the sword intent into the sword, but took the sword into its sheath, carried it through the bamboo forest, and walked into the mountains.

After searching for a long time, he chose a century-old black ironwood.

In the night, a very thin sword light flashed across.

The sword light was not dazzling, and there was no spiritual energy flowing, but a smooth gap suddenly appeared on the hard trunk.

A piece of black iron wood fell from the tree.

Ye Yunlan leaned over and picked up the piece of wood.

The wood was actually a bit heavy. When he returned to the bamboo building, a thin layer of sweat was leaking from his forehead, and his face was too pale.

He put the wood on the table, lit the lamp, took out a knife, and began to slowly cut it.

In the middle of the night, the lights were still on.

The wood has been cut into the shape of a long sword.

Ye Yunlan also pointed to the sawdust from the sword, looked down for a long time, and then carved the word "special" on the sword.

Then wrap the hilt of the sword with a navy blue cloth strip and tie a thin knot.

He had never slashed a sword for anyone in his life, but when the sword was actually made, he was still satisfied.

It should be more than enough for Shen Shu to use in sword practice.

Ye Yunlan thought, his eyes were soft under the light.

—

The next day.

Ye Yunlan turned the scroll with the wooden sword beside him.

A book was over, he lifted his eyelids and looked at the window sill.

No one on the windowsill.

Outside the window, the blazing sun shone on the entire sea of ​​flowers, and countless bright colors bloomed before his eyes.

It is past noon.

Shen Shu still did not come.