Phoenix Shadow Coming From the Sky: Ten, De Yin Mo Violation 10

After that day, both master and apprentice stopped talking, just drinking quietly.

After drinking a pot of wine, Yu Yantian said: "I want to see Jiuluo's deceased as a teacher."

Feng Duying ordered Du Kang to lead him there.

Jiuyao has been in a coma since he was injured. He used many elixirs and invited many doctors, but he was helpless. Feng Duying only ordered Du Kang to take good care of her, but she never went to see Jiuyao once. Although she refused to admit it, she knew in her heart that Jiuyao hadn't woken up until now, perhaps because he didn't want to live, let alone see him. Her enemy.

Du Kang led Yu Yantian to the backyard, pushed away the east wing, "Mr. Yu please." But he didn't go in.

Jiuyao was in a coma and couldn't eat. He had been relying on Du Kang to feed him some ginseng rice juice every day, so Yu Yantian went in and saw a body lying on the bed with sunken cheeks. The Pianpian son of Yuqing in the past.

Yu Yantian stood in front of the bed for a while, then sat down on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand from the brocade quilt and lifted it over the wrist of the person on the bed, put his fingertips on the wrist, and quietly called for his pulse. After a while, he put Jiu Yao's wrist back to its original position, moved a chair, and sat down in front of the bed. Then he took out a bamboo-colored yellow flute from his sleeve, and brought it to his lips, the clear sound of the flute sounded in the room immediately.

It is a song as simple as a nursery rhyme. It is as free as a cloud floating in the sky. It has a purity that is not stained with dust. It is relaxed and cheerful like a child laughing under a peach tree. Then forget the troubles.

After playing the flute over and over again, the room was filled with joy and cheerfulness. I don't know how long it took, the eyelids of the person on the bed moved suddenly, and then slowly opened their eyes, a little unaccustomed to the light. After squinting his eyes, he opened them again, turned his head, and saw the person in sackcloth like snow in front of the bed with blank eyes, as if in a dream for a moment.

Seeing the person on the bed waking up, Yu Yantian didn't show any surprise. He put down the bamboo flute after playing a song, and then calmly looked at the person on the bed.

After a while, Jiuyao said: "You..." He hadn't spoken for a long time, his throat was already dry and unspeakable, and after a while, he spoke again, "Why do you know this song?"

Yu Yantian smiled slightly, and then gently sang to the tune just now:

"Ji Xi Xi Xi, the wind blows her daughter. Uncle Xi Bo Xi! Advocating harmony with women." [Note ○4]

Listening for a long time, the pupils suddenly dilated.

"Ji Xi Xi Xi, the wind blows her daughter. Uncle Xi Bo Xi! Advocate for wanting women."

When Yuyantian finished singing, Jiuyao was short of breath, and asked tremblingly, "Who are you? Why do you sing this?"

This song is too familiar, it is the song of their Jiuluo tribe, and only they Jiuluo tribe can use this song "Jixi" as a nursery rhyme. The people of their Jiuluo tribe have learned to sing since childhood This song, but... the person in front of him is not a member of his tribe, why can he sing it?

"My surname is Yu." Yu Yantian looked at Jiuyao and said.

Jiuyao was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly came to his senses, his eyes widened, "You...you are..."

"Do you know who I am?" Yu Yantian said softly.

Jiuyao stared blankly at him, involuntarily clenched his hand buried under the quilt.

"You have been in a coma for nearly a month. If you don't wake up, you won't be able to recover." Yu Yantian looked at Jiuyao and smiled gently, "So I tried to play this nursery rhyme, and it turned out that Jiuluo's People will never forget this song even if their soul wanders in the underworld."

Looking at Yu Yantian for a long time, I murmured: "I heard that the emperor of Dadong and the seven generals were all taught by a 'Mr. Yu' at the foot of the mountain, so I was puzzled. See you today , As expected, you are the Yu family from back then."

Yu Yantian nodded slightly.

"My ancestors expelled your ancestors more than a hundred years ago, and your disciples exterminated our Jiuluo more than a hundred years later..." Jiuyao's chest was suffocated, and he could no longer speak.

Yu Yantian shook his head slightly, "Whether it is a hundred years ago or a hundred years later, we don't want to have today, but..." He paused for a while, and then sighed helplessly, "I don't know how to say that everything today is God's will. , or good fortune tricks people."

"I don't even want to have today? But on Mount Jiuluo..." Jiuyao closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, because anger and hatred were surging in his chest.

"I didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me." Yu Yantian looked at Jiuyao who was full of hatred even if he closed his eyes on the bed, and felt deep pity in his heart. Although he saved a life, he may not be able to get rid of the regret and hatred in this life, but...he is not the only one who is not happy in this life.

Jiuyao closed his eyes and didn't speak. Although he couldn't help the resentment in his heart, he knew that it was too reluctant to blame Yu Yantian. It is impossible to deny the fact that the Kuro family is behind.

Yu Yantian sighed, and got up from the chair, "I am not here today to discuss merits and demerits, nor do I want to ask about the hatred in your heart, I just want to tell you that there is only you left in Jiuluo, why not Cherish your life, live well, and continue the blood of Jiuluo."

Jiu Yao opened his eyes, but his eyes were empty.

"You may feel that there is nothing to love in life, but..." Yu Yantian paused lightly, then looked at Jiuyao with soft and clear eyes, "My fool has already given up her best friend in the world for you." Important brother."

A complex light flashed in Jiuyao's eyes.

"Some people have more joy than pain in their lives, and some people have more pain than joy in their lives." Yu Yantian turned around, and said in a deep voice, "My fool has only lived half his life, but I have already passed away. I know that her life must be more painful than happy."

Hearing this, Jiu Yao was startled, and a sore pain surged up in his almost numb chest.

Yu Yantian walked away, walked to the door, and there was a soft voice behind him: "The Jiuluo dead clan...is... someone else's business for you?"

Yu Yantian paused, and then said after a while: "You can still have hatred, but I can't. It's just the grief in your heart, and I feel the same in my heart, no less."

[Note ○1] Tao Yuanming "Returning to the Garden"

[Note ○2] Lu Benzhong's "Treading Shasha"

[Note ○3] "Book of Songs? Changdi" (rough meaning: Tangdi flowers bloom in clusters, and the calyx is bright and eye-catching. Looking around the world today, there is no one who is as close as brothers. How terrible is death Ah, only brothers care about each other. There are few people in the wilderness, only brothers come to look for.)

[Note ○4] "The Book of Songs? Juxi" (rough meaning: fallen leaves, fallen leaves, the wind blows you up gently. Uncle and uncle, I will lead you and sing. Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, the wind blows you lightly Light blowing. Uncle, uncle, I will lead you and me.)