Chapter 55: The Heart of Death
Sitting at the desk, he couldn't be interested in reading, and the dazzling array of precious books in front of him couldn't arouse his interest, everything was so boring.
Zhu sarcastic's words, as smart as he is, will not understand. The series of things he encountered were too coincidental, and he insisted that he didn't believe that fate would be so coincidental, it was basically man-made, and this person should be the original culprit who brought him to this world.
Every step of this person's path seemed to push him in a certain direction, and he couldn't judge what role Fang Wei played in it for a while.
Is it dead, Zhiyan is not afraid, or Zhiyan feels that this is his best destination. He didn't have this idea, his life was saved by Liu Zheng, so he felt that he was also mentioning Liu Zheng to live, and he had to do something for Liu Zheng.
Young people will always have this ambition, insisting that nature is no exception, he has seen too many injustices on earth, and has read a lot of poetry books of literati, he has not been like other peers who have been destroyed by growth to destroy their dreams, on the contrary, he has been living a smooth life, his father gave him a very stable environment, so that he can grow up with an upright heart.
Therefore, Liu Zheng's death is a scar on his upright heart, he saw the cruelty of the world for the first time, he is unwilling to compromise, he wants to change the values of this world, for this he has to find a way to destroy spiritual power.
But now that I think about it, I found that maybe the person behind him just wanted him to have this kind of idea, so that he could destroy the foundation of the world system through scientific thinking, and he really had this long-term plan.
Zhiyan lowered his head and gnawed his fingers, and made a decision in his heart, everything will come with him, then it will naturally go with him, he doesn't plan to struggle to live anymore, life and death, or die.
After having an idea, he didn't plan to continue studying these books, so he extinguished the candle and wrapped himself in a blanket and fell asleep.
The next day, the square avenue in the Qingshan Hall was full of disciples who had finished the morning class and stopped, their eyes were attracted by the pasted announcement, Wang Yuanlai was a well-known figure in the Qingshan Palace, but he actually wanted to participate in the life-and-death battle a week later, and it was the newly promoted twelve generals Guan Yeluo who challenged him, and this Guan Yeluo was Guan Yizhi's sister, such a background undoubtedly filled the dramatic effect before this battle, so that the disciples were looking forward to the arrival of this competition, but Zhiyan and Fang Wei seemed to deliberately not want people to pay attention, It only occupies a small space on the announcement.
As the days passed, the atmosphere of Qingshan Hall looking forward to the coming of the life and death battle became heavier and heavier, and many disciples opened gambling games to bet on whether Wang Yuanlai won or Guan Yeluo won this time, and the handicap was getting bigger and bigger, but basically he bought Wang Yuanlai, after all, he even killed Guan Yeluo's brother, although he was not martial, but it could also be seen that this person was very ruthless, and Guan Yeluo, a young girl, was easily attacked by him.
Bibliophile.
Guan Yeluo didn't know how many times she had come, since the last time she said hello to Zhiyan, she found that Zhiyan hadn't come to look for her, she thought he had an accident, she was worried, and came out to inquire, and found that Zhiyan had been shrinking in the library recently, and had not come out.
Guan Yeluo came to Zhiyan a few times, but each time he was sent away by the disciple on duty in the Library Pavilion with the reason that he was busy and couldn't see anyone.
After being sent like this several times, Guan Yeluo was impatient, she came this time, she must see Zhiyan, so she simply ignored these disciples on duty and went directly to Zhu Yan.
In the final analysis, Zhu Yan still owes them to the Guan family, even if Zhu Yan doesn't mean that in his heart, but in general, he still can't say it, it just so happens that Zhu Yan is the elder in charge of the Library Pavilion, so Guan Yeluo wants to open a way to see Zhiyan from him.
Zhu Wei is easy to find in the office of the Library Pavilion, just opposite the confinement room on the tenth floor, and few people usually come to look for him, after all, Zhu Yan has a bad reputation in the sect.
On this day, Zhu Yan, as usual, finished handling the trivial matters and slumped on his special soft chair drinking tea.
Now Zhu is very comfortable, insisting that he has seized his weakness, successfully fooled, and looks like he is being slaughtered by others. Zhu Yan fantasized about waiting for the day of the life and death battle, and insisted on the moment when there was a life and death crisis.
Just as he was wondering who the person behind the scenes would be, his office door was pushed open from the outside, and it hit the wall with a "pop".
Zhu Wei's illusion was pierced by this voice, which made him very uncomfortable, he looked at the door angrily, and the mean words were already coming out of his mouth, ready to scold this person who didn't know how to be polite, but when he saw the person who came, he instantly swallowed back what he was going to say, Guan Yeluo, the eldest lady, he can't afford to provoke now.
"Where's the insistence?"
Guan Yeluo's voice carried an unquestionable attitude, like a wife who came to find her husband who forgot to go home after playing outside.
"What are you looking for him? Auntie, I beg you not to make a mess, your duel is coming, and now you still have time to take care of others. ”
"If I want to care if you can stop me, don't forget that you promised us to close the family, and you will try your best to help me when I am in the sect."
"This ......, I promised to pass the house,...... Alas, well, he's in the forbidden room, and I'll take you in to see him. ”
Zhu Yan sighed, the promise he made when he took Guan Yeluo to leave the Guan family, after all, Guan Ye's implementation ability is not as good as her brother, and becoming a twelve-general at once will inevitably cause dissatisfaction among other disciples, at this time, a high-ranking sect elder is needed to support her behind her, this person can only be him Zhu Wei, Qingding also specially instructed him, you negligently killed someone else's brother, then you can't compensate others too much.
Not excessive, not excessive. Zhu Wei gritted his teeth, and opened the door of the forbidden room with a straight face, he really scolded Qingding in his heart, he would have such an unreliable and cheap senior brother.
Guan Yeluo didn't care about the change in Zhu Yan's expression, the most important thing for her now was to speak. No, Zhu Wei just opened the door of the forbidden room, and Guan Ye walked in quickly the moment he fell.
After a while, Guan Yeluo found the Zhiyan who was sleeping in a pile of books, Guan Yeluo found that the appearance of Zhiyan had changed a lot from a few days ago, and now Zhiyan's face was thin and decadent, without the original blood color and self-confidence, his beard was unshaven, his hair was greasy, and there was an inexplicable smell on his body, the whole person was in a mess, and Guan Yeluo was inexplicably distressed.
Zhiyan, who was asleep, seemed to feel that someone was watching him, his eyelids slowly opened, and when the vision became clear, he saw Guan Yeluo, who was looking at him worriedly.
Zhiyan didn't know what to say for a while, he felt sorry for Guan Yeluo, especially Guan Yeluo was still looking at him with a worried face, which made him feel even more guilty. He thought that if Guan Yeluo looked at him angrily, he might be able to continue to pretend to be virtuous with a cheeky face.
insisted on blaming himself for a long time, and there was silence in this room for a long time.
In the end, Zhiyan still forced himself to say a word to Guan Yeluo with a smile.
"Morning."