I digested the information I got, and after I went back, I thought about it a lot, and found that there were many things that I thought I were irrelevant and didn't pay attention to, but now I look at them carefully, and there are different degrees of connection between them, and a web is becoming denser and denser, but I am more and more confused. Master, Jiang Xun, and myself, what position are we in in one of them?

The magic weapon that I made for Ziwei had a prototype day by day, and on the day it was almost completed, I let him try it out, and readjusted the arc of the knife to fit his habits and way of exerting force. Adjust to a suitable shape, and then the most important thing is to open the blade.

Before smelting those coffin nails, I used cinnabar, black dog blood, plant ash, plus some special sand materials made by Shen Ji, grinded and ink, covered with yellow paper and wrote a few runes on it, forming a talisman array to exorcise evil and avoid demons, lit incense and offered it to the master, and then lit the fire myself, and the scorching flames surged up in an instant, exuding scorching yang energy.

The next process is to turn the melted coffin nails into a knife blade and polish them to make it easier to deal with things like Mao Zhuang.

When I was doing this, I thought that such a blade was too sharp, and I must have a sheath that could hold it with me, so I took a piece of peach wood to make the scabbard, and after the ink left over from the previous was applied and pressed, some patterns were carved on the outside, meaning peace and a good omen.

On the day the scabbard was ready, when I was about to go back, I locked the door of the side yard, and when I looked back, I saw Bai Zhong sitting in a wheelchair, with his back to me, and his eyes seemed to be looking at a flower in front of him.

I didn't know whether to talk to him or not, so I hesitated a few times, and out of politeness, I called him Mr. Bai.

At first, he didn't answer, but after a long time, when I was about to leave, he opened his mouth and asked, "What's the name of your magic weapon?" ”

I was stunned, thinking that he was talking about what I am doing now, so I said, "I haven't named it yet, it's a short knife, for my brother's self-defense." ”

"I mean the one on you." He turned his wheelchair in my direction, but still didn't look at me.

I subconsciously touched the position of the tart whip on my waist, and I didn't understand what he wanted to do, so I was silent and said, "It's called the tart whip." ”

"You've done this yourself?"

"No, this is what our Shen Ji passed down from our ancestor Shen Zhongming."

"Shen Zhongming?" His wheelchair turned around, looked at me and said, "The refiner under the Qianzhou strategist Zhao Huaiyi, Shen Zhongming?" ”

I was even more puzzled and hesitated: "My master has rarely mentioned things about my master to me, so I don't know what you are talking about. ”

Qianzhou, Zhao Huaiyi, these are all names I have never heard of.

"Where are you from?"

"Far away, in a place called Dongyan Town, there is a Zhang Qingshan, which has been there for generations."

"Is there a big vein of water around there?" Bai Zhong asked: "The rivers and rivers are strange, Hu Bo is all over the wilderness, surrounded by an ocean, and there is no way to see it?" ”

I shook my head and said, "There is only one stream in Dongyan Town, surrounded by mountains and forests, and there are no rivers and lakes, let alone the ocean, but because of the dense forests, humid air, and dense water vapor, the others have nothing to do with what you said, you should have recognized the wrong person." ”

Bai Zhong stared at me, that treacherous expression never changed, and asked me, "What's your name?" ”

I leaned over and arched my hand and said, "Disciple Shen Huaiyu, a single name and a clear character." ”

"What about your parents? What is the last name? Where do you come from? ”

I couldn't answer any of the three questions, so I told him, "I have been taken in and raised by Master since I was nine years old, and I have no memory of the past. ”

"Amnesia?"

I paused, and my mood sank, "I don't know, Master said that there is a seal in my body, and I want to wait for someone I am destined to protect to appear. ”

Bai Zhong's lips trembled twice, and the sight seemed to be nailed to me, tightly wrapped, making me breathless, but I didn't feel dangerous in my heart, just like the mellow qi on Liu Ruo's body, cultivators, whether there are evil thoughts in their hearts, they can clearly feel it the moment they open their hearts to contact.

Bai Zhong seemed to have a lot to say, his face was wrinkled, with a little irrepressible twitching, and he asked me again: "The clear character in your name, but the innocence is clear?" ”

I choked, I didn't think about the meaning of my name, I was asked by him, I couldn't figure out what he meant, and I was afraid that I was thinking too much, so I nodded thoughtfully, and I answered yes.

"Shen Qing—" He read my name again, thinking about something, "Huaiyu...... Huai Yu ......"

The two words were repeated a few times, and he suddenly seemed to understand something, and the old eyes turned to me again, with a faint surprise in them, "Huaiqing River, you are ......"

"Master."

Before he finished speaking, I heard Ziwei call me, turned my head, and saw him standing in the direction of the door, I don't know when he came in, and I didn't hear the door.

"Ziwei? When did you come over? ”

Ziwei didn't respond, but looked straight in Bai Zhong's direction, the eyes of the two people met, Bai Zhong's eyes were cloudy and slightly narrowed, revealing an obviously defensive look, and said, "What person?" ”

Ziwei didn't get closer, and said lightly: "Old man, you are old, are you too careful?" ”

The tone was indifferent, there was no honorific, but there was an inexplicable coercion.

I was stunned for a few seconds before I interrupted him incredulously: "Ziwei! What are you talking about! ”

His complexion did not change, and for some reason, he gave birth to an evil energy.

I hurriedly apologized to Bai Zhong, "This is my disciple Shen Ziwei, he is still young and ignorant, please don't be like him." ”

Bai Zhong and Ziwei were silent when they looked at each other, I was simply confused, and I didn't understand what kind of situation this was.

Ziwei walked up to me, held out his hand to me, and said, "Let's go, we should go back." ”

I ignored him, confused too much, and only wanted to unravel even one, and asked Bai Zhong: "Mr. Bai, what did you want to say just now, what am I?" ”

Bai Zhongshu looked at Ziwei with scrutinizing eyes, with some indescribable emotions, his hands on the armrests on both sides of the wheelchair trembled slightly, and after a long time, he coughed.

I was so frightened that I wanted to push him back into the house, but as soon as I got closer, he raised his hand to stop me, and said, "Well, you guys go, and I have never said what I said today." ”

"Why?"

"Girl." He slowly turned the wheelchair back and said, "You only need to remember one sentence, in the end, the most important thing to kill people is not a careful plan, nor a mysterious magic, but yourself, too shallow to see through the ultimate of things." ”

I still don't understand, and if I want to ask any more, he has already left, and I will not continue to talk about the matter.

I glanced at Ziwei beside me, exhaled, left from there, and asked him after walking out of the alley, "Why did you talk to Mr. Bai like that just now?" ”

"I just want to remind you, don't tell yourself so easily."

I don't know what's wrong with me, I just thought he was a credible person at the time, but now after listening to Ziwei's words, I have a little consideration, and said to him: "What you said is reasonable, but you shouldn't have that kind of attitude." ”

Ziwei was speechless, I said: "No matter what you think, he is a senior, we are juniors, and he may know some things about our master, no matter from which aspect, we should respect him, people who practice magic are the most senior, your tone and words just now are too presumptuous." ”

Hearing this, he chuckled, obvious disdain.

I frowned, "What do you mean by that?" ”

Ziwei didn't answer, and put his arm around my shoulder, "Let's go, wait until later, you will understand everything." ”

His voice didn't change, but his tone seemed so unfamiliar, I shook off his arm and couldn't help but say angrily: "Shen Ziwei, you make it clear to me now, what does it mean that I will understand it later, do you know what I don't know?" ”

Between his eyebrows and eyes, he can see through the anxiety and emotions in his heart at a glance, and at a certain moment, I actually feel that he has become a little like Jiang Xun at this time, the same unfazed, joyful, angry, love and hate, all invisible, unpredictable.

"I hope you'll be at peace." He looked at me, took a few steps closer, stood in a position almost close to me, raised one hand, stroked my cheek, lowered his eyes, and said, "We...... It's been a long time since I've said this. ”

His palms were cold, and I was terrified, looking at his gray eyes, my brain was like an electric shock, and I lost my thoughts numbly.

"I've always missed you and our past."

The pads of my thumbs slid down my lower lip, my chest ached, and I spoke in a trill, "I've snubbed you these days, but I'm ...... I'm here for ...... As long as all this is settled, we can return to Dongyan Town, and then return to Zhang Qingshan, and live like in the past. Ziwei, you ......"

He put a finger in front of my lips to stop my next words and said to me, "I know, we will go back in time, I believe in you, so you don't have to say anything, I always believed." ”

"Now it's time for us to go back." He let go of me, looked up, and glanced into the distance, "It's going to be dark." ”

After a pause, he called me slowly, "Master." ”

I was reminded of this call, swallowed in my throat, nodded in response, and returned with him to the round tower.

When I entered the door, Lan Ruo was cleaning the yard, and when I saw us say hello, I smiled at her, watched her walk to Ziwei's side, took out a sachet from her clothes pocket, handed it to him, and said, "This is for you, I made it myself, and it smells like camellias." ”

A girl who gave a man a sachet made by himself.

My sluggish brain suddenly realized something, but Ziwei faced the gift she handed out, but he still looked indifferent, did not respond to her, turned his face and only said "let's go" to me, and left alone and went up the stairs.

Lan Ruo and I stood in place, both stunned, I wanted to comfort her, but I saw that her lips were closed, her eyes were shining, she didn't say anything to me, she took the sachet in her hand and turned her head into the side room.