Chapter 13: Thinking about the old things in the valley
After all, Yuwei has not fully comprehended the feelings that people only see, so naturally he doesn't understand.
Seeing Qianjue's lonely eyes, he asked, "Master, Sister Jiu'er has gone down the mountain." “
"I have something to leave, you go down the mountain and follow her, take care of her for me, and don't let her suffer the slightest grievance."
"But..."
"Alright, you can go quickly. I'll be back to you as soon as I can. With a flick of his sleeves, the loneliness in his eyes flashed, and he was replaced by a light breeze.
Jiu'er walked for a while, only to find that it was not the way he came, and the strange rocks here were craggy and overgrown with weeds, and the only thing that remained unchanged was the flowering red face tree.
In the gray night, you can see some graves slightly. I only thought about it in my heart, thinking that this place might be the back mountain that the innkeeper said. Human customs, it is unlucky to come here, so few people come, and naturally there is no way.
Jiu'er was still uncomfortable because of Qianjue, a little absent-minded, only to feel that he was stepping on something, so he fell out of the way, but this was a mountain, and Jiu'er rolled down the hillside. Even so, she didn't see half of her panic, she only closed her eyes and let the inner entanglement become blurred. The most terrible pain is never physical, but mental.
Jiu'er's head was knocked on the stone, and the pain gradually became clear. It's just that there are endless dreams, the back of the woman playing the piano is still so beautiful, the cold and arrogant appearance of Hanqi, the warmth of Nangong Muze's veins, and the laughter of Yuwei. Endless dreams, beautiful peach blossom forests, small cabins in the courtyard of Lishan, golden palaces, all the scenes seen and unseen, let Jiu'er be in it, I don't know what day it is. Sometimes happy, sometimes sad, and more in the dream.
Although Yuwei found the traces of Jiu'er, but Jiu'er's breath has been hidden by a thousand peers, and it cannot be detected with immortal sense, so he can only use the sensitive sense of smell that animals should have to find this familiar breath. When Jiu'er was found, it was the next morning in the town, and Jiu'er was preparing to leave with the clerk and Xiao Fanchen.
It turned out that Jiu'er fell from the mountain, and it happened that the scholar and Xiao Fanchen saw it in the microscopic view, so they came to the rescue. Although Jiu'er rolled down the hillside, the forest was overgrown with trees, and because it was blocked by trees, it was not too serious, but mostly skin injuries. After being medicalized by the clerk, there is no big problem. When the clerk and Xiao Fanchen saw that Yuwei was coming, they said goodbye to Jiu'er.
On the twenty-first day of Zhongchun, Jiu'er and Yuwei came to Qingtang Town, which is not as prosperous as Zuoli City, but it is very chic. The flowing water is murmuring, the peach blossoms are dotted, and the green brick alleys are tactful.
Originally, because of the thousands of uniques, Jiu'er was a little childish and ignored Yuwei. However, Yuwei is easy to talk about and coax Jiu'er, and both of them are playful, so Jiu'er is a lot less angry. Now that there is no Qianjue bound by his side, he is naturally happy to encounter such a fun place. Jiu'er and Yuwei walked along the blue brick alley.
"In a few days, let's go back to Zuoli City."
"Sister Jiu'er just decides."
"When the time comes, we will wait in the hut on Li Mountain for Qianjue to come back, and then we will live happily as before."
"Sister Jiu'er is the most duplicitous person, she obviously wants to be with her master, and she wants to say something that she will never see again."
"You don't understand, women are duplicitous." Jiu'er said mischievously.
"Demon Venerable."
I only heard a crisp, loud but gentle voice. Jiu'er hurriedly looked up, only to see two women standing in front of him, Jiu'er hurriedly looked behind him, afraid of getting into trouble again, after all, he was arrested and imprisoned for no reason, and now he doesn't want to suffer in vain.
Seeing that there was no one behind him, Jiu'er glanced at Yuwei, who was also at a loss. Jiu'er and Yuwei cautiously bypassed the two women's sides, and after walking over, they didn't forget to come back and take a look, but the two women were no longer behind them, Jiu'er was immediately relieved, thinking that Xu had broken his brain in the back mountain last time.
As soon as she turned around, she saw two women kneeling respectfully in front of her again, Jiu'er was startled and almost fell, only to see the woman in white reaching out to help her.
Yuwei had already helped Jiu'er and blocked Jiu'er behind him. I saw Yuwei holding the hilt of the sword with one hand and looking at the two women coldly. Although Yuwei is a demon cultivator, he has been following Qianjue's side, and he has been more or less affected, and he is wearing a sword in white, coupled with such a demeanor, he looks more and more heroic. It's just that the two women don't pay attention to Jadetail.
"Demon Venerable, you don't know us anymore?" The woman in white took a step sideways, getting closer and closer to Jiu'er.
Jiu'er was startled, this time she sat directly on the ground, and she didn't want to get up even if the woman in white helped her. The weak asked, "You, call me?" “
I saw the woman in black, with a finger of her right hand, a silk thread was tied to Jiu'er's wrist, Yuwei was in a hurry, and stabbed the woman in black with a sword, but was unloaded by the woman in white and couldn't move.
After a while, I heard the woman in black say to the woman in white with a solemn expression: "Demon Venerable's memory is controlled by medicine, and he doesn't know anything about the past. Moreover, and the power has also been sealed in the body, and now there is only a slight mana, which is no different from ordinary people.
"What? Drugs? Jiu'er's expression became gloomy and cold.
"Yes, Demon Venerable."
"A thousand uniques?" Jiu'er remembered Nangong Muze's speculation before.
"Sister Jiu'er, it's not what you think."
"Shut up."
"Demon Venerable, the top priority is to take you back to restore your memories and find a way to break the seal."
"Can I really recover my memory?"
"Yes. Demon Venerable. ”
"Okay."
"Sister Jiu'er, you can't go with them."
"So what's the matter, wait for him to come back with you, and then take other pills, maybe one day's pills will kill me." A cold light flashed in Jiu'er's eyes.
If it was before, she could only be accompanied by him, but now, he is afraid that he can no longer accompany him.
"It's not like this, it's not what you think, the master cares about you very much." Yuwei explained in a bit of a hurry.
"Go back and tell your good master, the more he won't let me know, the more I'll know." Jiu'er's eyes were faint.
Yuwei came over and pulled Jiu'er's sleeve, looking sad.
"Get out." Jiu'er flicked his sleeves and said coldly. My heart is full of resentment against Qianjue, and too many emotions are entangled.
Jiu'er's expression was sad, Jiu'er, who had followed Qianjue for so many years, never thought that Qianjue would deceive her. Jiu'er, who is as simple as a blank piece of paper, how can he bear what Qianjue does, even if there is a reason for it, Jiu'er wants to hear it, but Qianjue never says anything.
Probably because he never said it, he destroyed the high wall in Jiu'er's heart like this.
"Let's go."
"Yes." The woman in white said, and flew away with the woman in black with Jiu'er on the left and right.
Jiu'er was taken to Youlan Valley by the two women, Youlan Valley is a mysterious place, the woman in white said that this is a secluded place that Jiu'er looked for for herself in the old days, very few people know, even the people of the demon clan know very little.
The woman in white is called Shui Yue, and she is often dressed in white and looks like a fairy. And the woman in black is called the flower in the mirror, often dressed in black, and looks extremely charming and beautiful.
Eight hundred miles to the north of Youlan Valley is the entrance to the magic capital.
Since Jiu'er disappeared, the magic capital has been taken care of by the moon in the water and the flower in the mirror. Even in the old days, when Jiu'er was still a Demon Venerable, he was used to being idle, and all the big and small affairs were handled by the moon in the water and the flower in the mirror.
And this time, because the four major clans imprisoned Jiu'er, there were naturally well-informed people in the demon clan who got the news and reported it to the moon in the water and the flower in the mirror. And this time he was about to go to Liudu, but he happened to meet Jiu'er in Qingtang Town.
Jiu'er heard the moon in the water and the flower in the mirror talk about these things, and she more or less knew the reasons.
Thinking that his memory was controlled, although his heart was not as difficult to accept as it was at the beginning, he was still a little lost. In my memory, I was always gently feeding myself decoction with a small spoon. Jiu'er only felt that Qian'er was superb in style and charm, like Jiutian Yanxian, even if it was a thing like feeding medicine, it was three points better than others.
But now, such a warm scene may be just a fake, and that bowl of soup may be a weapon to make you forget the old times.
"Do you know how to recover my memory?" Jiu'er asked the flower in the mirror, with a hint of coldness in her eyes, and her expression was sad, which made people feel sorry.
"Demon Venerable, this subordinate can't give you an answer for the time being. And you've been taking the medicine for too long, so it's relatively difficult to recover. I hope that the Demon Venerable can give his subordinates three days. ”
Although Jiu'er wanted to know all this urgently, she also thought that this was a fact that she could not accept. Why don't you give yourself three days, nod and let the flower in the mirror retreat.
On the afternoon of the third day, Jiu'er was in a daze in the courtyard of the desperate island in the valley, knowing that today was the appointed time to spend time in the mirror, and her thoughts were full of thoughts and restlessness. The flowers all over the mountains and fields in the valley are blooming, but no one appreciates them. It's a lonely valley because there's a lonely valley owner.
At dusk, the flowers in the mirror come back. Saluted respectfully and said, "Demon Venerable, let's prepare together, and then we can cast spells for Demon Venerable." ”
Jiu'er nodded, but she was not as happy as she expected, but she was like a puppet doll.
When the child was young, the flower in the mirror cast a spell for Jiu'er, and the moon in the water protected the law, the process was not long, but Jiu'er felt that it was a long time, and after casting the spell, Jiu'er, who had a low spell, fell asleep. Shui Zhongyue sent two henchmen to take care of Jiu'er, but these two people were Tsing Yi and Hongchen, the same as in the old days, one secretly guarded, and the other took care of him. After the arrangements were made, he returned to the magic capital with the flower in the mirror.
The next day, when the moon in the water arrived in Youlan Valley, Jiu'er was standing under the corridor of the desperate island, the hibiscus flowers in front of him were blooming brightly, and the plain figure was the same as in the past, but it was different from the appearance of the past, but there was some old style, cold and decisive, and it was impossible to find things.
Thinking about it in his heart, he must still be able to accept those things in the old days in his heart, so it's okay, and he won't make himself too uncomfortable.
Shui Zhongyue didn't bother Jiu'er, just looked at this woman from a distance, remembering what the old enlightened Si Mo said, and couldn't help but believe it a little.