The Sword Named No Way Out - Chapter 24

“At that time, Fahua Immortal Venerable was still young. When he saw such a handsome and magnificent man, he couldn’t help yearning for him, so he probed and looked from afar. Others said: ‘This is the number one person in the world, so is Cangyang Sect Master.’ Suddenly Seeing that Cangyang Sect Master seemed to be aware of it, he stopped and turned around and smiled at him. Fahua Immortal Venerable suddenly saw this scene, his heart was shaken, he couldn’t help—”

There was silence in the hall for a while, Xu Shuangce tapped on the book with one slender knuckle, and said, “Why not?”

The morning light is clear in the main hall of Xuanji, on both sides of Zinan’s book case, two masters and apprentices sit upright, and the pen, ink and jade slips are in order.

If you ignore Gong Wei’s expression that he only thinks he is dead, this scene can really be regarded as a good teacher and a good student, teaching and learning can help each other.

“…I can’t help it.” Gong Wei paused, and said numbly, “My cheeks are blushing.”

There was silence outside the hall.

Xu Shuangce turned over a page of the book and asked, “And then?”

When there was a clang of tables and chairs, Gong Wei got up and bowed: “I told the master, but the disciple didn’t memorize it.”

“why?”

“The disciple couldn’t bear to see those unscrupulous people talking nonsense and arranging the master. I was so angry that I burned all inside!”

“Really,” Xu Shuangce turned the page again, “But you read it before and still pressed it under the pillow, and you didn’t throw it away.”

Gong Wei: “…”

“Besides, since it’s a rumor in the market, naturally you don’t have to take it seriously, let alone get angry.” Xu Shuangce closed the book, slapped it lightly in front of Gong Wei, and said, “Take it back and continue to memorize it. After lunch, you need to recite the first chapter.” Memorize the knowledge chapter, or read it aloud a hundred times in front of the teacher. Go.”

After a while, there was a squeak, and the hall door opened.

Sheng Bo looked back on the steps, only to see Gong Wei pale and in a trance, slowly crossing the threshold, with the frightening book still under his arm.

“…” Sheng Bo endured it but still couldn’t: “Are you okay?”

Gong Wei shook his head and stood still on the steps.

With one hand on his forehead, he squinted at the vast sky above his head, only to see his long black hair and scarlet robe fluttering in the wind, his face was plain white and his eyes were calm. Even though Sheng Bo knew that the person in front of him was full of idiots, he couldn’t help turning his eyes away in an instant, and scolded unnaturally: “You, why are you standing here if you don’t endorse the book?”

“Look how lively that bird is.”

“?” Sheng Bo looked around inexplicably, and saw two sparrows parked on the top of the hall in the distance, jumping and jumping, with a charming naive look.

“Wait until winter and you will die,” Gong Wei said kindly.

Sheng Bo: “??”

“Look how beautiful the flowers in front of the court are,” Gong Wei praised again.

“…” Sheng Bo followed his line of sight, and saw little flowers blooming on the mountain path in the distance of the pure white hall.

“I’m going to die before winter.” Gong Wei said softly.

Sheng Bo: “Hey, let me tell you—”

“Look how wonderful the clouds are over there that day.”

In the distance, a few clouds drifted slowly across the sky.

“When the wind blows…”

“You’re going to die!” Sheng Bo said angrily, “You’re never going to finish! I think you’re really going to die if you don’t endorse it!”

Gong Wei finally withdrew his eyes, stared at him for a while, suddenly smiled strangely, raised his index finger and shook: “Don’t memorize, I know what is going on next. Immortal Fahua blushed, I fell in love with Cangyang Sect Master at first sight and then we met again and made love. From now on, the two of you will only envy mandarin ducks and not immortals. There are different versions of his Fengyue stories in the famous family. There is an immortal leader who is infatuated and wronged, and there is a Le Sheng Liu Xuzhi who is watching. Finally one day, even Yu Chi Changsheng, the sword sect of Jinmen, also fell in love with this amazing flower. , so he resorted to all kinds of tricks and provoked them, and the Cangyang Sect Master, who believed the rumors, vomited three liters of blood in anger…”

Sheng Bo: “Stop! Stop! Stop talking!”

“Fahua Xianzun held Cangyang Sect Master’s hand with tears in his eyes, and said affectionately: ‘Shuang Ce, do you really believe that I am that kind of person?’ Cangyang Sect Master reluctantly said: ‘Zheng Yu…’”

“Stop! Stop!” Sheng Bo covered his ears with both hands and screamed: “Brother Xiang! You are my real brother! No, let me call you brother!”

Gong Wei said cruelly: “So the two held hands and looked at each other with tears in their eyes, Fahua Immortal said: ‘Shuang Ce, you just need to remember that you are the only one I like…’”

“I’ll kill you!” Sheng Bo’s last sanity finally snapped, and he rushed forward frantically.

Gong Wei turned around and ran away, the next moment Sheng Bo’s collar was picked up alive, Wen Xiuyang appeared behind him at some point, frowned and said, “Screaming, what’s the point?”

“Senior brother!” Seeing the savior, Sheng Bo burst into tears: “Senior brother, save me, hurry up! Get him out!”

Wen Xiuyang said coldly: “Why don’t you tell the suzerain this?”

Sheng Bo immediately trembled and dared not speak. Wen Xiuyang put him down, looked at Gong Wei again, pondered for a moment and didn’t speak.

“Brother?” Sheng Bo asked Gong Wei while glaring at him, “Why are you here at this time? Aren’t you not on duty today?”

Wen Xiuyang said, “Something happened up front.”

“What’s up?”

“…”

Wen Xiuyang seemed to be thinking about something, with a slightly weird expression on his face, before he said after a while: “You go back first.”

Sheng Bo looked puzzled, but Wen Xiuyang had a strong prestige, he still obediently grabbed the sword and left in front of Xuanji’s main hall. Before leaving, he turned his head and looked this way curiously. It wasn’t until he completely disappeared at the end of the spacious white jade steps that Wen Xiuyang turned to Gong Wei and looked up and down for a moment.

“…” So Gong Wei could only ask: “What happened before, Senior Brother Wen?”

Wen Xiuyang didn’t answer at first, just looked at him, and suddenly asked for no reason:

“What kind of person do you think the suzerain is, Junior Brother Xiang?”

This question is really new.

He has always been persuaded by others earnestly, “Sect Master Xu is not the kind of person you think”—just like the phrase “The President of the Palace is not the kind of person you think” has frequently appeared in Xu Shuangce’s ears—but the conversation It was the first time for Gong Wei that a question sentence appeared at the beginning.

“The suzerain is wise and mighty, with the posture of heaven and man, and the world admires him!” Gong Wei raised his bow in awe, throwing his voice to the ground.

Wen Xiuyang couldn’t help being silent, “…I’m not asking about people in the world, but about how you feel.”

Gong Wei maintained that bowing posture: “Of course my disciples think so too.”

“Is it?”

“Every word comes from the heart, and there is absolutely no falsehood!”

Wen Xiuyang didn’t know whether he was overwhelmed by his decisive attitude or what, he said after a while, “Get up.”

Gong Wei straightened up, and adjusted his cuffs humbly.

“…It’s so strange.” Wen Xiuyang seemed a little confused, and murmured: “You are obviously not similar to Fahua Immortal Venerable at all, completely different…but why?”

Gong Weixin said that I really have nothing in common with the well-known Fahua Immortal Venerable: “Why?”

Wen Xiuyang didn’t answer.

“Brother Wen?”

Wen Xiuyang stood there, as if he was looking at him, and as if seeing through him the more obscure, more complicated and unspeakable past. I feel more and more that it was actually a terrible mistake.”

Gong Wei frowned.

“It’s not as good as when nothing has happened yet.”

— what does he mean?

Gong Wei didn’t have time to think about it, and saw that Wen Xiuyang had passed him, walked up the white jade steps, and reached the closed main entrance of the main hall, before he bowed down and said in a deep voice:

“Report to the suzerain!”

The next moment Gong Wei finally understood why Wen Xiuyang asked him to stay:

“Golden Gate Captain Chi Xiao came here with a sword, begging to see the Sovereign, please show me!”

After a moment of silence, the palace door suddenly opened wide.

Xu Shuangce stepped across the high threshold facing the wind, with no emotion on his face, he stretched out his hand to make a move towards Gong Wei.

Gong Wei’s mood at this moment is indescribable, almost the same as when he was preparing to ascend to Sendai. He took a deep breath, walked up the white jade steps to the top, and said sincerely: “Master…”

Suddenly his shoulders sank.

Xu Shuangce put one hand on Gong Wei’s shoulder, which seemed to have a heavy weight, but it seemed that he just put it on so lightly and calmly, and then pulled him and pressed him to his side.

The two stood side by side like this, then Xu Shuangce turned to Wen Xiuyang, and his voice was also unhurried:

“What’s the matter?”

Wen Xiuyang lowered his head, turning a blind eye to this scene: “He said, he came to give gifts.”