snow every week

Chapter 56

A few days later, Song Yuan and Xuexue boarded the flying boat as scheduled, Xie Dianyi was still ill, Qiao Miao and the others were not together even though they had something to do.

With nothing else to do, Song Yuan took out the black claws that Xuexue had shed, filled the gap, polished them and made them into a pair with the white claws, and played with them.

Xuexue is not like she used to sneak out to play these days, she just hangs around him all day long, even if Song Yuan doesn't care about him, he is very happy playing by himself.

Song Yuan sent a letter to Zongmen earlier, but at this time the reply was delivered by Feizhou, so he opened it and took a rough look.

It was actually a handwritten letter from his master Yu Hengjun, which is really rare. Song Yuan read it carefully, but it turned out to be just some very plain comforting words.

That's strange, he read and read those words like "cherish yourself and take care of your body", and it's hard to see it as the same person as the master who met a few days ago.

Although Master has not never experienced such a time.

The master who has been retreating all the year round was very kind to him at first, Song Yuan's fingers fell on the paper, and he remembered it in a daze.

It was the master who picked him up, but due to seclusion, he and his senior brothers were all practicing swords under the hands of the teacher's uncle, and occasionally the elders of the surrounding peaks also took care of him. He grew up safely and steadily, and he grew up to the age of the governor.

The master seldom gets along with them, but he will call them to see them during the retreat, to see if they have improved in cultivation, and just give a few words of guidance, thank you for not being convinced, and leave after listening to the training.

At first they had to drag Song Yuan together, but later the two broke up, Song Yuan watched Xie Dianyi leave, bowed his head respectfully and asked some more questions, after all it was very troublesome to walk with Xie Dianyi.

But in fact, he also likes to be with Master. Ever since Master brought him back to the sect, he has a deep admiration in his heart. Maybe he is self-righteous, and always feels that Master treats him more than his senior brother. Amiable.

Xie Dianyi suddenly changed his attitude and treated him much worse. Song Yuan was not very old, so he couldn't ask the reason.

When the uncle in charge of the teacher questioned him, Song Yuan raised his eyes carefully, and he could see Xie Dianyi's unmoving back, so he could only lower his eyes and admit his mistake again and again.

It was at this time that the master broke through, so he stopped retreating and had time to mention the two of them.

Just when Xie Dianyi came home to see his Taoist couple, and Ruan Chengxing was very young, only Song Yuan received this mentorship.

Master Yu Hanling is the son of Yu Wuyin, the former suzerain of the Ningqing Sword Sect, and the current suzerain and some elders are also Yu Wuyin's apprentices, Yu Hanling's seniors and brothers, the relationship is not intimidating. It can be said that the status of the upper and lower is not detached, so although he is called the Ninth Elder, which seems to be the lowest, but in fact Nine is the number, which shows that he is special.

Song Yuan came to visit Master every day, only to realize that Master was different from the cold and aloof he thought, but a person with a cold face and a warm heart, and a master of the sword. In his hands, Song Yuan and those It is not worth mentioning that for those who are new to the practice, the problem that makes the teacher Shuda frown.

So they became more and more intimate. At Song Yuan's age, it was time to seek dependence and learn from others. Xie Dianyi insisted on breaking away from his hand, and he became depressed day by day, but the master was willing to teach him and had high hopes for him. He cheered up again.

It was very good at that time. In the hall surrounded by drowsy incense and preaching sounds, Song Yuan half closed his eyelids, half of his heart was worried that he would be seen by the uncle in charge, and half of him was really eaten away by sleepy bugs.

Until a touch of cool white appeared, and his master's handsome face replaced the tired face of the teacher's uncle, Song Yuan's brains perked up, his back straightened, and he couldn't help looking around, seeing the surprised expressions of other senior brothers. It looked like a burst of eagerness surged in my heart.

That is my master.

That was the busiest time for Song Yuan. He not only had to take care of his junior brother, but also helped with the affairs of Yuheng Peak, and also visited his master every day to be guided by him in cultivation, but that was also the happiest time for him. some time.

Even though the junior brother is stubborn and loves to make trouble, but the senior brother is not there, and the master treats him with kindness and love, he doesn't have to go to the master's uncle anymore.

The fairy-like master actually likes to eat snacks stuffed with jujube paste. He would frown when writing on the board, call him Xiaoyuan, praise him for his soft and tough temperament, and his talent in this way. His negative words are just shaking his head, not reprimanding him for being useless, but giving him gifts to comfort others with their own aspirations.

That little world is one of them.

At that time, Song Yuan was by his side, without turning his eyes away.

But later, he cautiously asked Master if he could take him back to see his mother again.

At that time, the master lowered his eyes and looked at him, his expression was calm, but his eyes were gentle, and he said: "That's right, you are not destined to die."

Song Yuan almost took these words as a verdict, and his expression could not help but panic.

And the master then said: "Tomorrow will be fine, you clean up, and the master will take you down the mountain."

But no, he was looking forward to it so much that he couldn't sleep. He waited until the sun was bright, and he waited for the news that the master was retreating again.

After that, in his few meetings with Master, he never mentioned this matter again.

Master never looked at him with such gentle eyes again.

Song Yuan recalled this, the bitter taste seemed to still linger in his heart.

At first he thought that his master was like a senior brother, and he was ashamed of discovering his life experience.

But later, he became suspicious, suspecting that the master had changed.

Song Yuan thought about this, and fell silent, put the letter away, pressed his forehead to Xuexue who was close, and smiled.

Thinking about these again is completely meaningless.

On the other end, Ningqing Jianzong.

The suzerain with a pale face stroked his beard, and persuaded in a low voice: "Xiao Jiu, since the matter has come to this point, you don't have to think too much, just be optimistic about people, after all, nephew Xiao Song admires you the most as a master."

When Yu Hanling heard the words, his eyes lowered slightly, and his tone fell on a few cases, with a cold tone.

"Admiration? Maybe."

"How could it be possible? You also saw that he had been missing for seven years, and when he came back he was still wearing the spirit sword that you tamed for him. In the past, he respected his teacher and put you first in everything."

Yuhan was silent for a while, his tone didn't seem to be moved by it: "If it's like what senior brother said, am I not a teacher who is not kind?"

"How can this be called being unkind to a teacher?" The suzerain paused, and then said, "acting like this is actually for the sake of nephew Song."

"For his sake? Put him under house arrest and keep everything from him, is it for his sake?"

"You don't know, that emperor not only has a different appearance, but also...a rather bizarre life experience."

Yu Hanling raised his eyes: "Strange?"

"That's right," the suzerain said with a serious expression, "A few days ago, the three sects met at the head. According to Zhu Yimen, the emperor killed his younger brother to get his heart. Feed him with your heart."

Yu Hanling was silent for a moment before saying in disbelief: "Take the heart? Who are you feeding to?"

"With Martial Nephew Song, his younger brother, who has the animal head and human body, looks like a fire god, but unfortunately he is incompatible with his attributes and was defeated by him. You also knew it before. After that, ice and fire gathered in Nephew Song's body until now."

Yu Hanling's eyes darkened, and after a long while, he said, "Does he know?"

"Martial Nephew Song? I'm afraid I don't know. You know, he is a human race after all. I'm afraid it's hard for him to accept such a thing like drinking blood."

"And in order for Zhu Yimen to rescue him better, the emperor said frankly that the heart of a younger brother has a seductive effect on him, but he hates it very much in his heart, so it remains to this day."

"Temptation?" Yu Hanling was taken aback, and then said, "Even so, it's a good intention..."

"Xiao Jiu!" The suzerain emphasized his tone, "Why are you so confused? They got married after Nephew Song swallowed that thing. Who knows whether it's love or..."

Still blood sucks.

Yu Hanling remained silent, his gaze was slightly distracted.

"In any case, I'm bringing my words here too. You are Martial Nephew Song's master. Even under house arrest, Zhu Yimen will never treat him better than you. You should know which one is better."

Yu Hanling didn't speak anymore, just nodded slightly.

He rummaged through his memories and found out some things about Song Yuan.

Yu Hanling's first apprentice was appointed by the sect for him. At that time, he was at the critical moment of his breakthrough, and he had been in seclusion for three to five years. When he met the child by chance, he only knew that he was a little proud. Only then did I realize that the chief apprentice who often wears red was of noble birth and had his own set of cultivation methods, so it was stuffed into his leisurely place, so he didn't care too much.

The second disciple was taken by himself. After the retreat failed, the demon fire was temporarily extinguished. He was really tired, and he had nothing else to do, so under the arrangement of the suzerain senior brother, he went to a certain place with the eighth elder to meet with others. Talk about mines.

No one knew that he was not involved in mundane affairs, and that accompanying him was just a thug to intimidate the other party, but the other party was also sensible, and treated people very safely, but the city had just been rebuilt, and everywhere was a mess.

On that dirty street, a bold boy was caught by him.

Thin and small, timid, his body trembling unceasingly, but his eyes were cloudy, he looked at it for a while before realizing that he was about to cry, originally planned to let go and leave, too lazy to care about a child, who knew he would touch it out The sword bone was removed.

Obviously he can be sent back to the sect, but he should be the disciple of the outer sect or the other elders, after all, he shouldn't be the ninth elder who usually doesn't care about the disciples the least.

But he still took it back and accepted him as his disciple.

He had never hugged a child before, and he didn't know that they were such a soft and petite mass. They struggled at first, but then gradually calmed down. The thin arms carefully wrapped around his neck, and the soft and warm body leaned against his chest. Slowly, his shoulders were slightly wet.

This little moistness, like a little light, suddenly lit up in Yu Hanling's heart.

This child is young, but he seems to be gentle by nature, and he gets along very well with his proud and violent first disciple.

In this way, he also felt relieved, but there was always a trace of regret in his heart.

He was always in seclusion, and there were few days when he could be sober. Only later did he know that there was unhappiness between the two apprentices.

As a master, one should mediate carefully and enlighten patiently, but when he summoned two people, he saw Xie Dianyi with a dark face, as if Xiao Yuan owed him something.

Suddenly, he thought, why ask them to reconcile?

With Xie Dianyi's bad temper, Xiao Yuan reconciles with him, how much trouble will it cause in the future?

He didn't bring Xiao Yuan back to make Xie Dianyi oppress him.

He has been weak since he was a child, and he has so many brothers and sisters. He has always been taken care of by him. Because he lives in a cold place all year round, his temperament is also very cold, and he has never had the experience of taking care of others.

But Xiao Yuan is really a good boy.

It was so good that even if he retreated again, he still had to ask someone to take care of him seriously.

However, this person lied to him after all.

A drop of water fell gently, disturbing his thoughts.

Drinking ice for many years, even tears are cold.

Yu Hanling lowered his eyes, once again waking up from a memory that did not belong to him.

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I locked it myself, but I am just writing and writing, and the little author who loves to catch up with the dead line is a duck~

If someone doesn't understand, I will blow myself up, Master has two personalities