It was not early, the wind and snow were endless, Xu Jian had already arranged a tent for Chen Jiu, there was a pot of boiling water, and he was warming the wine. There was an oil lamp, and the dim light and shadow were swaying. There is also a small stove, which is warm compared to the ice and snow outside.

"Alas... ”

With a long sigh, Chen Jiu took off his boots and lay down on the soft sheepskin blanket a little comfortably.

"How could it be... Your murderous aura is waning ... ”

Suddenly, there was a somewhat irritable voice from the human slaughtering spirit, and the phantom suddenly jumped in front of Chen Jiu and grabbed him by the collar:

"What are you doing!"

"Nothing... ”

Chen Jiu smiled bitterly and sighed:

"Just remembering something old ... ”

"What's the matter?"

The human slaughter spirit was a little dissatisfied, and slammed his fist on the carpet, with a muffled sound, a burst of fine black gas mixed with a scorched smell came to his nose, and Chen Jiu couldn't help but cough lightly.

"I was just thinking, if it weren't for you... ”

Chen Jiu sat up slowly, put his hands on the shoulders of the human butcher spirit, and smiled a little playfully:

"My ancestor Chen Baidao died in the wilderness, so there is nothing to do with my Chen family... ”

The human slaughter spirit sat on Chen Jiu's calf, and when he heard this, he hesitated a little, and his anger had not subsided, so he said angrily:

"What are you trying to express?"

"I thought again, if fifteen years ago, nothing had happened ... ”

Chen Jiu took the wine jug and took a small sip to his mouth, the taste like fire turned straight down from his throat, and the warm current reached his soul from his stomach:

"If that's the case, you and I are two lines that will never intersect. ”

"What's wrong with you today?"

The human butcher spirit stretched out his claws and tried to snatch the wine jug from Chen Jiu's hand:

"The legend, as for making you so cranky?"

"Listen to me ... ”

Chen Jiu took two more sips, cleared his throat, and said:

"Father doesn't have the talent to achieve the royal rank, after him, the one who inherits you should be the eldest brother. ”

Thinking of the eldest brother, Chen Jiu suddenly felt a little dazed, that night, the eldest brother didn't know where to go, probably, there were no bones left...

"Hahaha... ”

Chen Jiu suddenly laughed and said:

"In this case, if the eldest brother can't, the successor will be my nephew. What does it have to do with me?"

"You... ”

The human butcher spirit was confused by him, so he had to take the few remaining wine jugs and put them back in the water to warm them:

"Why do you keep saying strange things tonight... ”

As he spoke, he reached out and touched Chen Jiu's forehead, which was as warm as jade, and there was nothing unusual.

"Actually, I'm really envious of the painting heart... The Lan family has a long history, and the name of the Heart Pavilion is in the north. I also want to live under the wings of our ancestors ... ”

Chen Jiu seemed to be a little drunk, and punched the human butcher spirit in the chest:

"As I said before, you and I have nothing to do with each other. Wouldn't I be able to enjoy a lifetime? A painting boat in the lake, accompanied by beautiful women, talking with friends about poetry, setting up a table full of Han people, drunk 3,000 cups and not returning, wouldn't it be happy? I was also from a great family ... Childe... ”

After a long silence, the human slaughter spirit finally sighed and said:

"I know you're uncomfortable. ”

"You were only thirteen years old... ”

The voice of the human slaughter spirit was a little bitter:

"It's not easy. At such a young age, he embarked on the road of revenge without retreat. ”

Chen Jiu did not answer. It's been a long time.

"Alas... ”

The human butcher spirit sighed and said:

"Be quiet. ”

Chen Jiu bowed his head and was silent, and the wine woke up for three minutes, and it was two hours in a flash.

"You're talking... ”

The human slaughter spirit finally couldn't bear it anymore and said with some eagerness.

"Say what... ”

Chen Jiu's smile was three points miserable and seven points bitter.

"Uh... ”

The human butcher suddenly stopped, thought for a long time, and said:

"Don't you hold a grudge against me?"

"Hate you?"

Chen Jiu didn't look at him either, and his tone was a little strange.

"I let your Chen clan be full of short-lived ghosts, don't you hate me?"

The human slaughter spirit hugged Chen Jiu, and his tone was slightly provocative:

"I have the strength comparable to the half-step king rank, but I left you in the most humble place, don't you hate me?"

"Hehe, don't hate. ”

Chen Jiu said lightly, feeling a little cold, so he took the stove and held it in his arms:

"I know your power better than anyone else. If you fail to attain the royal rank, you will inevitably lose your mind and degenerate your heart after twenty years. So you're not wrong. As for you leaving me there, now that you think about it, it doesn't seem like a big deal. ”

"I was so cruel that you didn't have to carry this. I'm sorry... ”

The human slaughter spirit said, looking a little guilty.

"Is it useful for you to say this now?"

Chen Jiu just smiled quite freely, for a long time, and looked at each other without saying a word.

In the dead of night, the wind and snow were whimpering outside the window, Chen Jiu silently turned off the oil lamp, and in the dark, everything was extremely lonely.

"That... Would you still like to help me... ”

After another two hours, the human slaughter spirit asked a little awkwardly.

Chen Jiu had the best talent and the strongest will he had ever seen. It seemed to be on par with the one he had forgotten, the first master who had long since disappeared in time. It's almost the only hope that he will become an artifact again.

"Oh?"

Chen Jiu found a cloth towel and wiped his face:

"I will. ”

Then he lay down with some relaxation, pulled over the corner of the futon, covered his body, and said:

"Actually, I seem to have figured something out ... It's good to ride a horse and wander the rivers and lakes. Still, there are some things that I want to do too. ”

"What?"

The human slaughter spirit asked, also lying down.

"Regain your old identity, Childe... ”

Chen Jiu fiddled with his long hair, which was a little damp, wrapped it around his fingertips, and gently tugged at it:

"This dress looks good... When I go back, I'll get some too. ”

"Okay... ”

The human slaughter spirit said helplessly, looking compromised:

"It's good if you're happy. ”

The Human Butcher Spirit paused for a moment, then turned his head and asked:

"Aren't you sleepy? It's another night... ”

"It's okay. ”

Chen Jiu said, putting his right hand on his forehead and exhaling a long breath of turbidity. At the same time, the human slaughter spirit also felt that his murderous aura tended to stabilize and no longer declined.

"There's something else I want to ask you. ”

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