for sheath

Chapter 2

The next day.

The wind stopped and the snow stopped, and the sky was rarely clear.

When the young man woke up, the master was no longer on the bed.

The master's name is Xi Qing, and his name is Xi Cang.

Xi Cang knew that the master had gone to practice and would not come back until the end of the day, and then it was the only time of the day to eat, and then he meditated again, and he did not rest until Youshi, ten years like a day.

After getting up, Xi Cang got some food casually, then picked up the ax and went to the back cliff to chop firewood, because he knew that the master was practicing there.

The snow in the mountains is so deep that it can bury a person if you step on it, but there is no trace of walking on the road to the back cliff.

Xi Cang's kung fu is not weak. After all, the life in the mountains is very boring, and there is nothing else to do except practice. However, all his kung fu is not taught by his master, but he figured it out after seeing the moves of his master. of.The reason why he called the man his master was that ten years ago, the master taught him half-body skills. He didn't know why the master did this. He also asked, but the master never answered him.

In fact, he also chose the name Xi Cang himself, because he didn't remember his original name and didn't know who he really was.He can't remember anything about ten years ago, the only thing he remembers is that the master's name is Xi Qing, but this name always makes him feel uneasy, he doesn't know why, so he can only try not to think about it the name.

But he still borrowed his master's surname, and named himself Cang, Cang of the vicissitudes of life.

Although the name was chosen, the master never called him, because the master never said a word to him, not a single word, in the past ten years.Although he didn't want to admit it, Xi Cang knew that he was nothing but air in the eyes of his master.

The master is like a monk who has no emotions and desires, he can't see anything in the eyes of the master, and he has never seen the master have any emotional fluctuations in these years.And such a master inexplicably makes him feel very distressed, so it doesn't matter if the master treats him like air all his life, he has long ago decided that he will be with the master in this life, regardless of life and death, and will never leave him.

When he came to the edge of the cliff, the master was indeed practicing sword.

He is light, handsome and unrestrained, dressed in black clothes like a fairy, a soft sword in his hand is like a dragon, and wherever the sword energy goes, the falling snow flutters around him like a butterfly spreading its wings. nonstop.Dazzling white, dazzling black, black and white are intertwined endlessly, and white and black complement each other like a picture. This black and white world is probably the world in Master's heart.

There are only three moves in this set of swordsmanship, one move has three moves, and one move has three changes.Xi Cang has been watching it for ten years, and he has already become familiar with it by heart, but he doesn't know the name of this set of sword techniques. He only knows that he has also practiced for ten years, but the power is far less than one-tenth of his master's.

Xi Cang has studied this for a long time, and he found that when Master practiced the sword, each move seemed to be full of affection and meaning at the beginning, and the meaning was infinite, but at the moment of deep affection, it suddenly turned sharply, and the sword style followed. Become ruthless and ruthless.Every sword seems to be sentimental but ruthless, seemingly ruthless but affectionate, and the moves change for no reason, with unpredictable urgency, which makes people hard to guard against.

He knew that even if he practiced for another ten years, he would never be able to catch the master's sword.

The scene of the master practicing the sword is like a painting, every time Xi Cang can't help but see the gods, and when he regains his senses, more than half an hour has passed.Taking advantage of the good weather, he hastened to chop a few more bundles of firewood for preparation. The winter is still long, and although he doesn't care about it, he must pay more attention to Master's extremely chilly physique.

The whole morning passed in a normal manner, and when it was almost time, Xi Cang went back to prepare lunch.Master emptied his stomach for a whole day because of the delay yesterday, so he has to make it richer today.Although no matter how rich he made it in the past ten years, Master has never eaten a bite, but he still has not given up his efforts. Serving Master has become a habit of him, and this is also a very important thing in his life. part.

At the end of the day, the master came back on time.

The charcoal stove in the room was already lit, and steaming meals were already set on the table. Xi Cang brought hot water for the master to wash his hands, and then the two of them ate quietly together.Although it was eating, Xi Cang kept his eyes on Master, because Master himself never served food, so Xi Cang had another task to help Master serve food. In fact, Master was very good at serving him, because he never picky what.

After eating, Xi Cang packed up and added some charcoal fire to the copper stove, ready to go out to practice as usual, but the master who usually started to sit down after eating, sat there without moving today.

Xi Cang was a little curious, but also a little worried. After hesitating for a while, he called softly, "Master?"

I didn't expect to respond, but the man raised his head slowly after hearing the words, and his eyes, which had been empty for ten years, finally imprinted his image.

Seeing this scene, Xi Cang was first surprised and then overjoyed. He couldn't help but stepped forward and knelt down beside the man. He grabbed the man's hand and called again with excitement, "Master!"

Although he called Master more than once in the past ten years, this one was the most emotional.

The man's face remained expressionless for ten years, but those beautiful phoenix eyes were really looking at him this time.

"Master..."

Xi Cang called out again, choked up.

"I... am not... your... Master."

Intermittent, cold hoarse voice came from the man's lips.

Unexpectedly, it was this sentence when he opened his mouth, Xi Cang felt sore, but was soon overwhelmed by the joy that the man finally spoke.

"You are finally willing to talk to me, whether you are my master or not, you are the closest person in my life."

"My dear..." The man's tone was colder than the ice and snow outside the house. He narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, and carefully scrutinized Xi Cang's facial features, "You... have... grown so big."

"Master..."

Xi Cang's eyes were red. For ten years, he had been expecting a response from a man, but the man had never given him a glimmer of hope, and his hope at the beginning has become a habit now. He thought they would always be like this Living without communication, he didn't expect the man to speak. This sudden surprise even made him feel a little wronged at this moment.

"It's been...ten years, you...why...you haven't left yet?" He hasn't said a word in ten years, the man's voice is still a little uncomfortable, and his speech is not clear and coherent.

Xi Cang was slightly startled, "Why should I leave? I won't leave, I want to be with you forever, Master..."

"why?"

"Because I only have Master."

The man repeated again, "I am not...your...master."

Xi Cang held his hand tightly and said, "Whether it's Master or not, I will never leave you."

"Don't you... don't want to remember... what happened ten years ago?"

"I..." Xi Cang hesitated suddenly, and said again after a while, "...I don't want to."

"You can... don't want to, but I... can never... never forget."

Xi Cang was speechless, because he couldn't remember what happened ten years ago.

The man's eyes finally moved away from his face, and he seemed to return to the state of superciliousness, "You... let's go."

"I won't go!" Xi Cang was a little anxious, and he simply stretched his arms to hug him tightly. He didn't know why the man insisted on leaving by himself, so he could only say like an oath, "I said, I want to be with you forever Together, I will never leave you, never!"

The man was silent for a long time, and Xi Cang hugged her for a long time, so long that he thought the man would never speak again.

"You...don't go, I...go."

Xi Cang was shocked, "Where are you going?"

"release."

Hearing this, Xi Cang hugged him even tighter, "I won't let go."

The man stopped talking, and Zhila used his internal force to shake Xi Cang out.

Xi Cang fell heavily on the wall, felt a sweetness in his throat, and spat out blood in a muffled sound, and his internal organs were twisted and uncomfortable, as if they were about to be broken.

But the man didn't even look at him, turned around and left the room, without any nostalgia for the place where he had lived for ten years.

Xi Cang didn't care about feeling uncomfortable, and hurriedly chased him out.

"Master!"

It was already dark outside, but the man's black clothes were very eye-catching in the white ice and snow.

Xi Cang chased after him in three or two steps and hugged him tightly, "I don't want you to go."

The man remained silent, and flicked him away again.

Xi Cang fell heavily into the snow, spitting out blood, which stained the white earth with a bright color.

But, even so, he still stood up with difficulty and stood in front of the man, "Why are you leaving?"

The man's expression has not changed for ten years. In fact, he has no expression at all.

"Step aside."

"I won't let it."

"I will kill you."

Xi Cang gave a low laugh, his smile was bitter, but he still walked towards the man firmly step by step.

"I thought I was no longer the air in your eyes, but I didn't expect that I was not even as good as the air."

"Ten years ago, my height only reached your waist, but now, I can completely hold you in my arms."

He is now even a head taller than the man, and much stronger than the man. The man is as petite as a woman in his arms, but he is not as soft and fragrant as a woman, but cold to the bone.

"I will wait for you on Huangquan Road after I die. As I said, I will always be with you, regardless of life or death."

After Xi Cang finished his sentence, he wrapped the man into his arms again, and tightened his arms little by little.

He never thought that death would come so suddenly, and he never thought that it would be this way of death, but he did not regret it, life is inevitable, death is inevitable, if it can die in his hands, why not another fetter .