Junior Disciple C

Chapter 119

In a market town near Longqiu.

Because of its remote location, the market towns here are naturally not as prosperous as the capitals in the Central Plains. Most of the market towns are locals, and few foreigners visit.

Therefore, the entire market town is just an inn.

Even without competitors, the inn's business is still bleak and almost impossible to keep going.

Longqiu is a remote place. Although the soil is fertile, at most it can grow a little more food. There are no distinctive specialties, nor any famous scenery, so there are few merchants and tourists.

The locals are all walking around in the market town, so the locals will naturally have no place to live, and the inns that provide board and lodging will lose their business.

Although the innkeeper often regrets his stupid decision to open an inn, he has invested a lot in it. His inn has three floors and is almost the tallest building in the town. The water floated, so it continued to drive tenaciously.

In order to save costs, the shopkeeper did not hire anyone at all. Anyway, there are few customers, so he is the chef and waiter at the same time.

Just like this, every day is a day, and there is no need to pay wages anyway, and there is no loss if there are no customers. If there are customers, you will earn.

If you run into any particularly generous customers, you will make a lot of money.

Today is another day of no compensation. The shopkeeper sat behind the counter and yawned. He looked at the sky and saw that the sun was about to set, and the hawkers on the street started to pack up their stalls and go home, so he also stood behind the counter. Get up, want to go to close the shop door.

Although the inn usually doesn't close so early, because some travelers on the road will always be delayed due to various accidents, but no business is normal, and the shopkeeper is used to it, so he doesn't bother to open so late, and closes earlier. It's better to go home and sleep early.

Just when the bolt of the wooden door was about to be completely fastened, an accident happened suddenly.

The inn, which hadn't been visited for a long time, suddenly had guests, and there were four of them in the first visit. Seeing that the clothes were different from ordinary people, they looked like people from the world.

The shopkeeper thought to himself looking at the saber hanging from one of them's waist.Moreover, he faintly smelled blood on the tip of his nose. These people probably just came back from a fight.

Although he was aware of this, he didn't ask too much. He just opened a shop, and he would live there if he paid for it.

So the shopkeeper welcomed the four of them into the store with enthusiasm. The group of people were of different ages. The two older ones were only about twenty, while the other two younger ones looked about fourteen or five years old. Juveniles who have not yet fully developed their strength.

The shopkeeper's eyes lingered on the two older men, trying to distinguish which one was in charge, the man with a stern face and strange paleness, or the handsome and handsome young man who seemed to be the protagonist of some novel?

"The shopkeeper, four rooms."

To the shopkeeper's surprise, the first person among the group of four to speak was a young man, who took out an ingot of gold ingot from his sleeve while speaking.

Don't you panic when you stuff gold ingots into your sleeves?The shopkeeper looked at Cao Zirui's sleeve and thought.

But he soon ignored this, his eyes were shining as he stared at Jin Yuanbao, he took the gold with both hands excitedly, and then he couldn't tell the four from the corner of his eye, pointing without turning his face. Lu Dao: "The upper floors are all vacant rooms, the four of you are at your own convenience."

The four of them went upstairs by themselves. They looked dusty and tired, and they didn't even say a word to each other along the way.

But the shopkeeper didn't bother to care about why the atmosphere in the four people's room was so dull, all his thoughts were on the gold ingot.

He gritted his teeth first, and then carefully wiped the ingot with his sleeve, so that the ingot was polished so that it could reflect light even in the dark night.

The shopkeeper thought for a while, then suddenly stuffed the gold ingot into his sleeve, and took it out after feeling it for a while, feeling that he understood Cao Zirui.

How can gold hurt people!

Not only is she not disgusting, she is also so cute that she even wants to write a poem for her.The shopkeeper was overjoyed holding the gold, he had no idea that Cao Zirui took out the gold ingot not from his sleeve, but from a storage bag hidden in his cuff.

But that's not important, he was looking at the gold ingot for the few inks in his stomach, and his poetry flourished.Just as I was about to improvise, the wooden stairs creaked.

Someone came down.

The shopkeeper immediately put away his money obsessed state, he hid the gold ingot, and then smiled at the visitor with the friendliest smile in his life.

The person who came down was the handsome young man. He was not very well dressed, but for no reason, he had an aura that ordinary people could not imitate.Holding a folding fan in his hand, he tapped on the counter and asked the shopkeeper, "Is there any gauze?"

How could there be such a thing in the inn, the shopkeeper shook his head.

"Where's the hot water?" Hao Chen asked again.

Hot water inns usually have them, but they are business inns. Why do he prepare hot water for a non-business man? He heats it up and then throws it away for disinfection.

The shopkeeper shook his head again.

Two successive denials made the handsome young man frown, but this did not affect his good looks. Although the shopkeeper is a man, he has to admit that being good-looking is an advantage, and even frowning has a special charm.

Hao Chen knocked on the fan, then suddenly put his hand into the sleeve robe, and took out...a pearl from it.

The shopkeeper's eyes widened. Although it wasn't the gold he guessed, the pearl must be worth a lot. The pearl was bigger than a pigeon's egg.

Longqiu does not rely on the sea at all, this kind of pearls in the sea are much more expensive than other places, not to mention this kind of big pearls that have never been seen before, maybe even more valuable than the same gold.

Hao Chen handed the pearl to the shopkeeper, and then instructed: "There should be a medicine store in the town, please trouble the shopkeeper to come back, buy some gauze, and boil some hot water by the way."

There is a pharmacy in the town, but it happens to be the farthest diagonal line from the inn. The shopkeeper has never been a hardworking person, and generally he will not help with such errands.

But... the shopkeeper touched the round pearl in his hand, and his face was filled with a more friendly smile than seeing his wife: "Guest officer, wait a moment, I'll go right away!"

After explaining the matter, Hao Chen went upstairs again.

The shopkeeper had a gold ingot in his left hand and a big pearl in his right. He carefully put away the two things, and walked out of the shop wondering "Is it popular to wear your belongings in your sleeves now?"

Hao Chen walked to the second floor. Although this inn has three floors, the area of ​​each floor is actually not big, and there are only four rooms on the first floor.

It would be enough to accommodate the four of them, but because the inn has not been occupied for a long time, the two rooms on the back of the sun are particularly moldy.

Therefore, the room allocation for the four of them was that Hao Chen and Feng Ye lived in the two rooms on the third floor near the sun, and Fang Yang and Cao Zirui lived on the second floor.

Except for Feng Ye who closed the door when he entered the room, the three of them, including Hao Chen, did not return to the room.

Fang Yang and Cao Zirui were waiting at the stairs on the second floor. When they saw Hao Chen coming up, they couldn't help but move towards him.

"Brother Hao, senior brother..." Fang Yang wanted to ask, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know how to speak.

After the Pengniao of unknown origin appeared last night, the barrier formed by the black mist was broken, and the isolated voices and figures reappeared before their eyes.

He saw how Feng Ye defeated Ling Yun, and also heard what Feng Ye said. The details were as detailed as if he had experienced it himself.

He wanted to ask at that time, but Feng Ye stopped talking after defeating Ling Yun. He didn't seem to want to talk to anyone.Fang Yang didn't bother him on purpose.

With Xi Rang already in hand, there was no need for Longqiu to stay any longer, and the four of them walked towards the direction that Old Uncle Sun pointed out was the closest to the market town.Along the way, although Feng Ye walked with them, it was as if they were separated by a world. He didn't say a word, just walked in silence.

After walking for a whole day, I managed to reach the market town before it was completely dark.Fang Yang held back all the way, and now he finally found a chance to ask.

He has many, many questions he wants to ask, but because there are too many, he doesn't know how to ask them.

But even if Fang Yang didn't say anything, Hao Chen knew what Fang Yang wanted to ask, so he interrupted him directly: "Don't ask nonsense, kid, go back to sleep."

Fang Yang: "..." This is too perfunctory.

But Hao Chen didn't give him a chance to continue questioning at all, so he pushed Fang Yang back to his room with his palm.

Hao Chen clapped his hands, then turned to Cao Zirui, ready to do the same to push this one back.

However, Cao Zirui said before Hao Chen started, "Wait!"

Hao Chen paused, and signaled Cao Zirui with his eyes not to waste his time.

"Ling Yun...is he dead?" Cao Zirui could see the urging in Hao Chen's eyes, but he still stumbled when he said this, it was extremely difficult.

No matter how hateful Ling Yun is now, he is still Ji Chengyue's senior brother.Cao Zirui had never seen Ling Yun before, so naturally he had no feelings for this uncle, but his master cared, so much that he wanted to secretly set up a spiritual tablet for Ling Yun despite the disgrace of the world.

If he could learn that Ling Yun is still alive, his master must be very happy, but Ling Yun has become like this.So Cao Zirui has not sent a letter to Ji Chengyue so far.

He didn't know whether it was good or bad to tell his master the news.Tell him that although his senior brother is alive, he is no longer what he used to be, and he even does not hesitate to attack his sect for revenge.

But all hesitation seemed to end last night, Feng Ye swung his sword and cut off Ling Yun's neck without any hesitation, killing him again.

Cao Zirui wasn't sure if Ling Yun was dead, because there was no head rolled down under the blade of the slashed sword, only a cloud of black mist overflowing in place.

He asked Hao Chen because he thought Hao Chen should know more.

Hao Chen did know a little more, he looked at Cao Zirui for a moment, and replied: "He didn't die, he just ran away."

It is clearly agreed that no spiritual power will be used in the duel, since it is a duel, it should be a matter of life and death, and the loser should be killed.

But Ling Yun escaped, using the power of the monster.Sure enough, the black snake has no credibility at all.Hao Chen scolded the black snake again in his heart, because of the black snake's attack, his current fan was slightly damaged, and he only replaced it with a new fan less than a month ago!hateful!

Hearing Hao Chen's answer, Cao Zirui breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously, but felt that his reaction was not right, why should he breathe a sigh of relief if the enemy is not dead, he should be worried.

Cao Zirui thanked Hao Chen, and went back to his room consciously.

After solving the two small ones, Hao Chen raised his head and glanced upstairs. He stepped on the stairs again and came to the third floor.

The wounds on Feng Ye's body, new and old, had already been treated briefly on the road, but after all, it was inconvenient in the wild, without hot water and clean gauze, so Hao Chen ordered the shopkeeper to get some back, and he was going to use it in the future. This is an excuse to knock on Feng Ye's door.

But now that the shopkeeper has not returned, Hao Chen doesn't want to wait any longer.

He stood at the door of Feng Ye's room and knocked.

No one responded.

Hao Chen listened attentively, but there was no movement in the room, it was as quiet as if the people inside had fallen asleep.

This door is made of wood. In order to save wood, the wood is hollowed out, and the hollowed out places are pasted with paper.

Hao Chen stretched out his index finger, poked a slit on the paper, and looked into the room through the slit.

There was no light in the room, but there was no one lying on the bed.

Moonlight fell into the house from the open window, Feng Ye sat on the window sill, bent his left leg, and looked out the window, motionless, like a statue.

Since Long was not asleep, Hao Chen raised his eyes from the cracks in the paper, knocked again, counted silently for three seconds, and pushed open the door.

He moved very lightly, trying not to make any noise. After closing the door again, he walked gently to Feng Ye. The window on the third floor was huge. Feng Ye sat on it with his legs bent, and the remaining space was enough for him. Lean on.

Feng Ye didn't seem to notice Hao Chen's arrival at all, his posture didn't change at all, and his eyes didn't move at all.

He just stared out the window, there was no beautiful scenery outside the window, only the silent market town under the night, and the boundless forest outside the market town.

The night is always very quiet. People who have been busy all day rest in the house, and the animals return to their lairs. Only a few of them are still active outside.

The mountain wind blew from the forest, the forest sea swayed, and the wind continued, bringing a slight coolness, blending into the already cold atmosphere between the two of them.

"Cough cough." Hao Chen coughed deliberately, trying to find something to break the silence and start the conversation.

However, before he could speak, the statue-like man interrupted him: "I don't want to chat tonight."

This was the first sentence he said today, but it was a cold rejection.

He was still looking out of the window when he spoke, there was nothing attracting him outside the window, his eyes were empty, he was just in a daze.

I was in a daze alone and didn't want to be disturbed by anyone.

But Hao Chen still stayed here with a stern face even though he had already given a clear rejection.

And, nonsense.

"You don't have to talk to me if you don't want to, just pretend that I don't exist." Hao Chen said.

He is a living person standing here, no matter how Feng Ye ignores him, it is impossible to truly treat him as if he does not exist.

Feng Ye pursed his lips, and he didn't speak any more, because he knew it would be useless if he said it, this fish has always been so thick-skinned.

He simply ignored him and let Hao Chen stay here to blow off steam with him.

After blowing for a while, the shopkeeper who had boiled hot water and bought gauze came back, and he knocked on the door.

Hao Chen went to open the door and brought in hot water and gauze. He closed the door again, then walked to the window with the water basin, and asked tentatively, "Shall I change the medicine for you?"

"Do not."

Hao Chen got the expected rejection.

He didn't force it, put the hot water in the house, and continued to stand by the window, together with Feng Ye, staring at the night in a daze.

The open water basin was constantly bubbling hot air, but until all the heat dissipated and the hot water turned into cold water, the silence between the two was still not broken at all.

Hao Chen seemed to be in a daze, but in reality he was always thinking of a way to break the silence. He looked at the mountains, the water, and the moon. His usually eloquent tongue was in a daze, but he couldn't find a topic that would interest Feng Ye.

He didn't ask about what happened last night, or what Feng Ye said to Ling Yun last night, because he knew that he wouldn't say anything if he asked Feng Ye.

This dragon is too guarded against people, and he is too strong. He never seems to be like Hao Chen, shy and lazy, putting himself in the role of being protected, and he will always protect others.

Because of this, he will never show weakness to others, let alone tell others about his blood and painful past.

What he showed to outsiders was always his hard scales and his invincible strength.

As for those inner wounds and pains, he hid them in the deepest place, even if festered and festered, he refused to expose them to the sun.

Although Hao Chen didn't ask about what he said last night, he couldn't help but recall it.He stared at Feng Ye's profile, and Feng Ye's hoarse screams sounded in his mind again.

"Is it the chain that passes through the shoulder blades? Every breath will move the chain through the body. It is so painful, the kind of pain that is so painful that you can only live with hatred!"

He remembered every word clearly, and every word caused a huge shock in his heart.

He was born a god, and although he had also experienced difficult and dangerous battles, he had never suffered such an almost unimaginable ordeal like Feng Ye.

But even so, the man still had a faint look on his face, as if he wasn't the one who experienced all this.

Feng Ye's current appearance is not outstanding, but when Hao Chen looked at his raised eyebrows, he could still vaguely see the shadow of the eternally powerful and ruthless God of War.

But Hao Chen knew it was not like this, the real Ying Long was not like this.

No one is always strong, and no one is never hurt.

He suddenly wanted to reach out and touch, to smooth Feng Ye's wrinkled brows, to remove his cold and hard disguise.

However, just as he stretched his hand halfway, Feng Ye grabbed it in midair.

He squeezed Hao Chen's wrist to prevent Hao Chen from approaching.

He finally turned his head and took a look at Hao Chen, his expression was only cold, cold and repulsive.

It was so cold that people couldn't help but flinch, and couldn't help running away.

But Hao Chen looked at these eyes, and he didn't have any thought of shrinking back. He saw the ice layer in his eyes that was colder than the water in the North, and he also saw that under the ice layer, the scarred but still soft Heart.

"The chain pierces the bone...does it hurt?" Hao Chen asked softly.

His voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of disturbing the man in front of him.

Feng Ye was taken aback by the question.

Reflexively, he wanted to say that it didn't hurt, and he wanted to find an excuse to deny what he said to Ling Yun last night, to deny everything he had experienced.

There are too many excuses, too many rhetoric, he doesn't have to think hard, almost an excuse is ready to come out as soon as he thinks about it.

But these ready-to-go excuses were stopped by something invisible and intangible before they could really be said. It was like a tide, awakened from the bottom of his heart, and he thought he had completely healed the wounds.

But time didn't smooth everything out, it just sealed up the pain. When he saw Ling Yun who was so similar to himself, he suddenly realized that the pain and suffering that had torn flesh and penetrated bone marrow were gone. Another wave of attacks never abated.

"pain."

After a long stalemate, he finally spoke, but only said this one word.

No one claimed that there was no subject, he didn't admit those things, those unbearable pasts, and he didn't admit that he was crying out for pain, he just gave such an answer that he could find excuses to cover up afterwards.

Even now, he is still impeccable, never showing timidity in front of anyone, and never showing weakness in front of anyone.

This one word was all the weakness he allowed himself to show.

Saying this word seemed to have exhausted all his energy. He closed his eyes, and his hand that should have been cast in copper was no longer strong and strong. Hao Chen just pulled his hand lightly from Feng Ye's. Pulled out under clamp.

But he didn't retreat, but continued to move forward, slowly but firmly crossing the distance that was like a moat that he had never been able to cross.

He hugged Feng Ye.

He wrapped his arms around Feng Ye's back and tightened his arms.He embraced this man vigorously, using his own body temperature to help him dispel all the chill and pain.

Feng Ye didn't respond. He seemed a little at a loss, so he was hugged by Hao Chen in a daze, without moving.

But maybe it was this warmth that bewitched him. Animals are always phototropic, and dragons are the same. He felt the warmth in his arms. After an unknown amount of time, he tentatively stretched out his hand and hugged Hao Chen back.

He just hugged it lightly, with his arms resting on Hao Chen's body.It seems that if something goes wrong, he will shrink back.

As time went by, he hugged her tighter and tighter, until it was a bit strangling, but Hao Chen let him hug her like this.

Feng Ye buried his face on the side of Hao Chen's neck, preventing Hao Chen from seeing his expression.

They hugged each other under the night, just hugging, without any superfluous or charming movements.

The bright moon hangs high outside the window, the long night is long, and the night wind is howling, but it is no longer cold.