After the incident, as Zhu's mother expected, Gu Cheng really ignored people. not only ignored her, but also put on a one-sided attitude towards Xu and Shen Huan, and there was no superfluous rhetoric.

But no matter how much he covered it up, everyone could see that in addition to the gentle silence on Gu Cheng's face, there was also a more gloomy feeling, as if since that night, he had lost his former vitality, and looking at the world around him, he felt uninteresting.

This is an overly hasty and counterproductive result, Xu Shi rarely sobered up, peeked into his son's face, and also heard the lamentation of Zhu's mother, and since then the illness has become more and more serious.

In winter, Gu's house is even more gloomy, especially in the middle of the night, the wind is often mixed with the heavy and difficult gasps of the patients in the upper room, and occasionally there is one or two sounds, the sound of fingers tapping on the eaves.

Shen Huan sat by the fire around his cloak, and counted on his fingers, tonight was the day when the appointment with the self-proclaimed assassin expired.

Standing up and shaking off his cloak, he was about to take a step, and then he looked back and picked up a small copper hand stove, and then he opened the door unhurriedly, and went up to the roof with a light breath.

The man was dressed in black, blending naturally with the night, sitting cross-legged on the eaves.

Shen Huan had admiration in his heart, he didn't know anything about when he arrived and when he lurked here, he really could do a situation where birds could not hear and people could not perceive.

She stepped forward and sat down across from him. The wind from the north was as cold as a sharp blade, and it brought a burst of pain on the face.

"Isn't it cold to sit here?" Shen Huan smiled and asked, "Let's go into the house." ”

The man's thin face was hidden in the night, and he couldn't see any expression, "Get used to it." "A faint sentence, and then make a paraphrasing, "An assassin has no chance to choose the environment, he can only adapt to the environment." ”

Is this a point? Or is it plain? Shen Huan smiled, no longer entangled in the question of where to stay, "A month has passed, have you thought about it?" ”

The man stood with his back upright, sat upright, and only replied, "I should have asked you this." ”

"It shouldn't." Shen Huan shook his head, and his voice involuntarily lowered, "I don't have a choice, it's up to you to make the decision." ”

The man looked at her, and the corners of his lips seemed to move, "What are you disgusted with?" ”

It turned out to be so obvious, it seemed that her city was still not deep enough, and the feeling of disgust in her heart couldn't help but increase, so she simply lowered her eyes and stopped answering.

"When I saw you a month ago, you had a vigorous and murderous aura." The man said slowly, "After a month, these traits are gone, and you have changed significantly. ”

"Yes......" Shen Huan muttered to himself, such a thorough and clear words, but he was lightly said by a person who met in Pingshui, I don't know whether to feel sad or happy.

Perhaps because of the other party's calmness, showing excellent patience, she suddenly confided **, "I used to feel that if you want something, whether it is something or a person, then you should go for it." Whether it is plundering or forcible seizure, the goal can always be achieved in the end. ”

"But now, I'm not sure." Her sigh was like catkins in the wind, and her whiskers were blown away, "Even if a person has you in his heart, he will refuse because of morality, because of rules, and because of the obstacles of the world." ”

"The human heart is too hard, I can't overcome it." She laughed deeply, and spoke of the most secret despair in her heart.

The young assassin chuckled, without any hint of ridicule, "The human heart is the hardest thing in the world, and it is also the softest. Just like the human body, it looks fragile and vulnerable, but the muscles have a natural and extremely strong resistance. Every inch of the knife needs to be strengthened; A fist hit on the body, no matter how hard it is, will eventually bounce away. ”

"What you have to do is maybe learn to use some softer dexterity." As soon as the conversation turned, he smiled and returned the words back to her.

Shen Huan raised his eyes and looked at the person in front of him, a young face, without a trace of sharpness around his body, only cold and silent, very much like a lonely tree, standing vigorously and alone between heaven and earth.

She couldn't help laughing, "It seems to be reasonable, have you ever gotten along with women?" ”

"Nope." He laughed frankly, "Assassins are abstinent, and it is very dangerous to get confused when approaching women. ”

The tone is too generous to inspire a sense of irony.

"So you only accept female apprentices." Shen Huan didn't hide her malice, "But I won't fall in love with your female apprentice." ”

He laughed, his voice slightly lower, "I'm sorry, I didn't think of you as a woman, you're just a girl to me." ”

The malice dissipated, and she was left full of anger, and even such a person who was not contaminated with dust did not hesitate to hit her to the point.

However, it was only a moment, Shen Huan had let go of the resentment in his heart, and instead believed him, he could talk to her like this, it seemed that he really had never gotten along with a woman.

There was silence at some point, and the wind was raging, and the man opened his mouth and asked, "So, have you decided?" ”

Shen Huan bowed, "It's decided, I'm willing to be an assassin, whether it's abstinence or ......."

He interrupted her with a smile, "Not that one. In the past, whether it was a book writer or a master of the ancestors, they were all men, and they didn't mention the impact of approaching men, so this rule doesn't work for you. ”

Speaking of this, the two of them laughed unconsciously, and after laughing, Shen Huan was complexion, "The desire I am talking about actually includes many kinds, and hatred is also counted." It was also slowly learned that people can't always do whatever they want. For example, when I see you, I understand that I am not invincible, and that there will always be higher mountains beyond the mountains. ”

She smiled, her eyes clear, "I finally know that some hatred must learn to let go, and some hatred must learn to use other ways to revenge." ”

The man nodded, "You have realization, and you have self-realization. I can give you the book. ”

For the second time in his life, Shen Huan got up, bowed solemnly, and bowed to the man.

"I haven't asked for advice yet, your name." After the ceremony, she asked, "Since you are a master and an apprentice, you should see each other with your life, let alone your name and surname." ”

The man smiled and agreed, "My surname is Yang, you can call me Yang Ke." ”

Shen Huan was stunned for a moment, and then immediately understood, "What does Jing Ke mean?" And what about your real name? ”

"I don't remember." He replied, without a hint of amazement, "Those who practice the Son of Spiritual Movement have used this word for generations to commemorate the deceased who passed away thousands of years ago. Legend has it that Jing Ke was not alone in assassinating Qin that day, he was waiting for someone, a real master, and he was the one who assisted that master. It's a pity that that person didn't show up in the end. ”

If it does, history will be turned upside down, and then it will change dramatically. It turns out that a person can really achieve a legend, and he can also influence the current situation in the world.

Or in the dark, in fact, there is really a zài providence.

Shen Huan raised his head, looked at the vast starry sky, then lowered his head, and laughed in a low voice, "The person he is waiting for is the ancestor of our sect, or rather, the person who writes books and moves?" ”

He also looked up and smiled silently, "It's just a rumor, there is no way to verify." You just need to know that the Assassin profession has existed since ancient times, and those things that the predecessors could not do, they can only rely on the descendants to make up for it. ”

With that, he raised his right hand and threw out a parchment. Shen Huan took it, unfolded it and took a rough look, and the words in front of her made her happy: practice the spirit and practice the qi, return to the original restoration, the light rises quietly, the movement is soaring, the qi is better than the form, and the spirit is the same......

Suddenly, his spirit was lifted, and the little resentment that had been haunting his heart for several days was dispelled cleanly, Shen Huan raised his head, but Yang Ke was no longer visible, only a clear and beautiful voice like a river, floating slowly in the wind, "In a month, I will come again." ”

Shen Huan got the smart son, and the assassination technique contained in the book seemed to open a new door for her, opening a world that had never been seen before. Half a month later, her three-inch arrow was able to shoot off her hair in front of her.

It's a pity that half a month has passed, and the Xu family has faintly had a sign of the next life. Gu Shilang specially invited the national hand of Zhishi's Tai Hospital to diagnose and treat him, and the old hospital's judgment was not vague, "The original prescription is good, and there is no need to change it." The illness of Mrs. Zunfu, three points of medicine, seven points of nourishment, just to see the pulse, but there is also a reason for thinking too much. If you can calm your mind and survive this winter, I am afraid that there will be some turnarounds. ”

Presumably, this pass is in the ninth severe winter, but as the saying goes, winter is the time when God receives people, and at this juncture, that word also contains the meaning of more evil and less auspicious.

Gu Cheng was prepared in his heart, and he was a calm person all day long, knowing that at this time, it was nothing more than a moment of companionship.

But the woman on the bed, who was so thin that there was only a handful of bones left, was the mother who gave birth to him. Watching her gasp for breath, her consciousness was sometimes chaotic, sometimes clear, and when she woke up, it was nothing more than a few uncomfortable words. But he couldn't help at all, let alone suffer this sin for her, and then recalled the words of the old court, it would be even more desolate.

In the final analysis, he knew that he had failed to live up to her wishes, and he couldn't realize it for her when he arrived.

But he doesn't regret it, if he does it again, he will still choose to do so, Gu Chengjue, he can't do anything that is sorry for his conscience.

When Shen Huan pushed the door in, he saw Gu Cheng sitting quietly on the edge of the bed alone, looking at Xu Shi in a daze.

The smell of decay in the air in the room, coupled with the violent, gasping of the patient, the sound of his-ho from the throat, made people feel even more dull and oppressive.

After being silent for a long time, Gu Cheng didn't turn around, and asked first, "What are you thinking?" ”

Shen Huan replied truthfully, "I think about the suffering that people have suffered in this life." Seeing your mother so uncomfortable, and thinking about my father and mother again, maybe they ended up like that, but it can be regarded as happy. When I think about it, I feel that I should call them blessed people. ”

Gu Cheng was noncommittal, still looking at Xu, and said lightly for a while, "I'm here to accompany you, you go back." ”

Shen Huan ignored this and approached him, "Don't always want to drive me away, I'm here to see my wife, not to accompany you." ”

As he was talking, Xu suddenly moved, exhaled with his mouth wide open, and screamed hoarsely and uncomfortably, and in an instant, he heard that people's hearts and intestines were broken.

Shen Huan's heart moved, he leaned close to the bed, slowly squatted down, and looked straight at Gu Cheng, "Third brother, do you want me to help her, you know, I will let her walk very peacefully." ”

Her tone was calm, with a touch of gentleness that is not often seen, but unfortunately Gu Cheng didn't have time to take care of it, and the corners of her mouth sank more and more.

Shen Huan dared to say this, naturally he was not afraid of him being angry or angry, in fact, he was not a calm person, although he looked soft on the outside, he had a very correct idea in his heart.

Gu Cheng was really angry, but after thinking about it for a long time, he lowered his head, a little tired and a little open-minded, "You and I are not judges of life and death, if there is a time limit for life, we should obey it, just let it be." ”

After all, he still couldn't bear it, Shen Huan understood and nodded lightly. Slowly stood up, condescending, and there was a bit of demagogy in his voice, "Third brother, it's not a good thing to want to open some." Maybe soon, you'll be free. ”

Gu Cheng only felt his eyebrows beating wildly, and then showed a mocking and bitter smile, and he didn't say anything more, just nodded very lightly.