armyinform Chapter 13 Reunion
Chapter 13 Reunion
After living in that isolated place for two years, his appearance changed.
Daily exercises and climbing up rocks and cliffs to pick fruits as food made his body strong and strong, and after taking off his childishness, he showed the masculine beauty of a mature man.The nose is not as small as it was when I was a child, it has become taller.But the most prominent change is his eyes, the handsome and lonely eyes seem to be deepened by the night, and there is a dangerous wildness hidden in the depth.
He said goodbye to the two apes and did not forget to pack his luggage when he left.The cotton cloth has become a bit rotten from the wind and rain, but everything inside is still good.
Reflecting his entangled hair and beard in the stream, Wuji was a little concerned: "You can't go to see senior brother just like this."
He exchanged gold and silver, asked the craftsman to shave his beard, and tidied up his hair, and bought a well-tailored black dress to put on, making his hair appear heroic.
Riding on a tall horse, the wind whistled in my ears.Wuji didn't even want to stop to eat something. When he was thirsty or hungry, he would take out his skin bag and drink some water to satisfy his hunger.
According to the rules of the rivers and lakes, you are not allowed to start riding a horse when you meet a school, it's just respect for each other.Ji jumped off the horse as soon as he reached the gate of Wudang Mountain, patted the horse's buttocks, let it go freely, and walked up the mountain by himself.
In the main hall of Wudang Hall, Zhenren Zhang and the Five Heroes were there, but Sanxia Yu was unable to move, so he did not appear.They have also noticed the relationship between the two children Qingshu and Zhiruo in the past two years. Zhiruo rejected the engagement two years ago on the grounds that they were still young. Discuss whether to help Qingshu go to Emei to propose a second marriage.
When Wuji appeared suddenly, everyone was too shocked to react, and then the hall was in chaos.Several uncles stepped forward and hugged him tightly, Zhenren Zhang was also very excited.
"Wuji, your injury?"
"Master Tai, the cold poison in my body has completely disappeared." Wuji told the story of how he got the Nine Suns Magical Skill by chance after he left Butterfly Valley.
Master Zhang asked him worriedly: "What did you do with the scriptures of the Nine Suns Divine Art?"
Wuji said: "In order to prevent it from falling into the wrong hands, I left it at the bottom of the cliff and did not take it with me."
Master Zhang nodded: "It's very good, otherwise when the scriptures come out, there will be a lot of right and wrong."
After reminiscing about the old days, Wuji looked around, except for the elders, the only other people of the same generation were Ke Zhao, the eldest disciple of the Seventh Master Uncle, who looked at him with neither embarrassment nor embarrassment.
The person I missed the most was not there, so Wuji asked impatiently, "Master Uncle, Shishu, where is Eldest Brother? Why didn't I see him?"
Among the crowd, Mo Qixia is the closest to Qingshu, knowing that he often hides in the back mountain to practice kungfu by himself in the past two years. "Your senior brother may be in the back mountain. It's almost noon. Wuji has worked hard all the way. When I ask Ke Zhao to prepare a food box, you can take it. You brothers chat while eating. I will prepare a welcome banquet for you in the evening. "
There are not many open places suitable for practicing martial arts in the back mountain, and Wuji quickly found Qingshu. He was a little surprised that the place he chose to practice martial arts was actually the place he told him when he discovered it.
Looking at Qing Shu's side face from a distance, Wuji sighed in his heart: "Brother's appearance has also changed a lot, his face is still full of frost, but his appearance is feminine but handsome, and there are all kinds of tenderness in his fascinating eyes. Charisma, undermining the seriousness he's been trying to maintain."
Wuji could see what Qingshu was chopping, he wanted to surprise Qingshu by appearing suddenly, so he jumped over with light work, held his breath, and hid behind a big rock.At such a close distance, he could finally hear what Qing Shu was muttering in a low voice.
I just heard Qing Shu keep muttering: "Damn it, bastard." It's just these few words over and over again.While talking, he took his sword and chopped down the dummy of the straw pile.
Wuji was really surprised, although Qing Shu always had a cold face and a serious look, but he rarely got angry with others, who provoked him and made him so angry and disgusted?
Wuji glanced secretly from the edge of the rock, and the scarecrow actually had his own name on it!With a click, his heart was half cold.
"Brother, why do you hate me so much? My life and death are uncertain, and I haven't seen him for two years. How could he hate me to such an extent? The last time Diegu parted, he was obviously fine. Did he hear outsiders say that? My bad words, I believe it to be true? It must be like this, as long as I explain it clearly to my brother, he will forgive me."
Wuji was about to explain to him, but Song Qingshu came out with new words, which made Wuji stop and gave up the idea of explaining.What Qingshu said was: "Zhang Wuji, bastard, why, why does Zhiruo only like you regardless of life or death? Why! I would rather you die clean."
Wuji hid behind the stone in a daze. Although Qingshu's sword stabbed the scarecrow, it was as if he was really stabbing him. The wound that couldn't be seen was even more painful. "Just because of a girl, a girl, does brother hate me?" He closed his eyes, his throat felt a little sore.He gently put down the food box, tried not to attract Qing Shu's attention, and left quietly.
His house is still the same as before, the position of things has not been changed at all, it is still arranged according to Qing Shu's preferences.After Wuji went down the mountain, Qing Shu didn't move back to his room, he still lived in this room, and he also helped him tidy up Wuji's things on a regular basis.
Throwing himself on his own bed, sucking the smell of the sun above, Wuji smiled bitterly: "Who helped me to dry the quilt, brother?", buried his face on the fluffy silk surface: "Since you hate me , I can’t die, why is senior brother so concerned about my affairs, and still act like he is waiting for me to come back?”
People are refreshed on happy events, and they often doze off when they are bored.Wuji was so bored in his thoughts that he hugged the quilt and fell asleep on the bed.
Wuji made a little noise when he left the mountain. Although Qingshu didn't see him, he heard the sound.I was terrified at the time, and felt even more ashamed of myself when I found out that the visitor had left. After venting my anger, I felt empty and couldn't help asking myself: "Who Zhiruo likes, that's her own decision. She only spoke a few words. If I don't like her, then I am useless, so what does Wuji have to do with it?"
I have always insisted on impartiality and fairness to others, but when it comes to Zhiruo's related matters, my mind is messed up! With a cry of "Hi", Qing Shu took out a fire pocket and burned the scarecrow. "I will write to her today and make it clear to her face to face. If she doesn't care about me at all, I will never miss or see her again."
He strode towards the mountainside with great strides, but he was stopped by Ke Zhao before he reached the pigeon loft: "Brother, why are you here? Where's Wuji? His sudden return just now really surprised us. My master asked him to go to the back mountain to look for you, did you see him? Could it be that the two of you went off on a errand?"
Some fragments rushed back to Qingshu's mind.The food box, the sound, the straw man, could it be that the person he heard was—he didn't think about it in a hurry, and rushed back along the original road.
Ke Zhao took the letter asking for pocket money from the eldest brother and went to the loft: "As soon as Zhang Wuji came back, the always calm elder brother panicked like this. What was he going this way just now?" Shrugging his shoulders and hugging his head : "Ah! I'm so jealous! When will Master be able to hug me like a Wuji, should I let my elder brother send two good-looking boys to satisfy my greed? Forget it, Master, alas, I will bear it!"
Qing Shu went straight to his room, pushed open the door, and there was someone lying on Wuji's bed.Although his appearance has changed, even though he has grown taller than himself, that is just Wuji.I didn't guess wrong, Wuji was the same as when he was a child, every time he was wronged, he would hide in the room.
Although Wuji was awakened by the sound of his opening the door, he didn't get up.He didn't know how to face Qing Shu, and he didn't want to see Qing Shu loathe him.
Qingshu knew that Wuji saw his appearance in the back mountain, which made him sad.Walk over slowly, and sit down on Wuji's bed with his back behind his back.Said calmly: "I know you are awake, and I know you are angry with me now. I will only say these words once, and I will never say them again."
After a pause, he took a deep breath before continuing: "Wuji, I don't hate you, but I'm jealous of you. Although I decided to talk to Zhiruo recently, I'm afraid that even if she says she doesn't care about me , I will still be stupid for her. Even if you hate me and kill me in the future, you don’t have to feel guilty. That’s what I asked for, and I will never resent you for it. "
After saying these words, Qing Shu got up and walked out.
After the door was closed, Wuji lay quietly on the bed for a while, then sat up stiffly.He thought a lot during his doze, Qing Shu's words seemed to wake him up, and his body exuded a beast-like greedy aura.
"For her, are you willing to be killed by me? People say that brothers are like brothers, and you can easily abandon yourself and pursue her. In the eyes of senior brothers, lovers are much more important than brothers, so if I turn senior brothers into If I become a lover, will he just look at me, think of me, and yearn for me?" Wuji's frowning brows stretched out, and he smiled instead of anger: "Hehe, this seems to be better than breaking his hands and feet, and making him lose his temper." It's easier to be a cripple imprisoned by your side."