I don't know how long it took, but the screams and wails in the quiet room finally faded away. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Zhang Xueyao opened the quiet room from the outside and walked into it slowly.

The floor and walls of the entire ashram were covered with bloodstains, not like a monk's retreat, but more like an edict from the Secret Guard.

Zhang Xueyao avoided the pools of blood and walked to the center of the quiet room, where a bloody "human form" lay on his stomach.

The reason why I say "humanoid" is because its original appearance is no longer recognizable, and it can only barely be regarded as a human form.

But fortunately, this "humanoid" has not died yet, and there is still a chance to breathe.

Zhang Xueyao slowly squatted down, wiped the blood from his face, and revealed a fairly handsome face.

There were no scars on this face, and his eyes were closed, but his expression was surprisingly calm and peaceful.

Zhang Xueyao felt a sense of pity in her heart for no reason, but she was just a twenty-year-old child, and she had to suffer so much, Gongsun Zhongmou put the burden of the Sword Sect on this child, was it a little too much?

Half-kneeling, she gently took the child into her arms, despite the blood staining her white clothes.

Zhang Xueyao didn't expect this child to avenge Gongsun Zhongmou, after all, Autumn Leaves was already a person who was about to soar, even if this child could really have an invincible day, Autumn Leaves would definitely be no longer alive by then, besides, what parents and elders couldn't do by themselves, putting all their hopes on one child would inevitably be a bit inferior.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xueyao was inevitably a little sad, and she was afraid that it would be difficult for her husband to get justice in her life.

After a long time, Xu Beiyou finally woke up slowly, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he found that Zhang Xueyao was staring at him, with complicated eyes.

Xu Beiyou wanted to struggle to get up, but he didn't have half the strength in his body, so he could only say hoarsely: "Master?"

Zhang Xueyao came back to her senses, a little smile bloomed on her face, and she said softly: "Congratulations on surviving this life and death hurdle, you can be regarded as a sword bone Xiaocheng." ”

Xu Beiyou's expression was stunned, three points of surprise, three points of firmness, three points of relief, and one point of doubt that was not hidden.

Zhang Xueyao looked at it in her eyes, smiled and patted his head gently, as if coaxing a child, "Don't worry, my wife didn't lie to you, it's true." ”

Xu Beiyou suddenly found himself being held in his arms by his wife, and the faint fragrance that could not be suppressed by the smell of blood lingered in his nose.

The corners of Zhang Xueyao's mouth were gently hooked without a trace, after all, she is still a child, and she has a simple atmosphere that has not been consumed by the world, which is much more pleasing than those righteous gentlemen who are full of male thieves and prostitutes.

Zhang Xueyao said softly: "You recuperate from your injuries first, and discuss other things after your injuries are healed." ”

Xu Beiyou had no room to refuse, so he was carried out of the quiet room by Zhang Xueyao, but at this time, Xu Beiyou's flesh and blood were blurred, and the whole person seemed to have shrunk in a circle, without a sense of charm, only daunting blood and shock.

This time, Xu Beiyou did not go back to his small courtyard, but was taken by Zhang Xueyao into the main courtyard located in the middle of the East Lake Courtyard.

After Zhang Xueyao settled Xu Beiyou, she said: "I don't hide some things from you, I lived in two rooms with your master many years ago, and this is the courtyard where your master used to live, and now I will hand it over to you." ”

Xu Beiyou was speechless, I don't know how much better this place is than the courtyard where I lived before, Zhang Xueyao's single courtyard is on the left side of this courtyard, and the library building and the glazed pavilion are even closer to here, and it is really a place where the head of the family can live.

Xu Beiyou couldn't help but say, "Master, let me live here, it's a bit overstepping, right?"

Zhang Xueyao looked at Xu Beiyou's face, shook her head and said: "Zhongmou went, and if he was placed in the homes of ordinary people, the master who was the master of the house was gone, so naturally the young master had to support the door, and there was no reason for the old lady to come forward." Now that you are the first disciple of the Sword Sect and the only personal disciple of Zhongmou, you are no different from our own son, so it is up to you to come out to support the portal and let me, the old lady, enjoy some blessings. ”

Xu Beiyou just wanted to speak, Zhang Xueyao waved his hand to interrupt him, and then said: "This is the main house in the main courtyard, where the old lady lives, not where the old lady should live, you have to take care of this home sooner or later, it is the same to move in early and later, Qinglian and I, the orphans and widows, are still counting on you, the eldest son, to shelter us from the wind and rain." ”

Xu Beiyou smiled bitterly and was speechless.

In the next few days, Zhang Xueyao didn't come again, Xu Beiyou listened to the Song official who served him, Zhang Xueyao seemed to be going out again, and she was not in the East Lake Courtyard at the moment.

Now whether it is a disciple of the Sword Sect or an ordinary maid, the attitude towards Xu Beiyou is very different, Li Qinglian moved to Jiangdu City, but Xu Beiyou moved into the main courtyard that has been idle for a long time, this is undoubtedly a complete confirmation of the name of the young master, and it is indispensable to praise the high and the low, and during this period of time, many people have been careful to welcome this new master in the future.

After about another ten years, Zhang Xueyao never saw that one, but the wounds on Xu Beiyou's body had basically healed and could walk on the ground.

The first thing he did when he got out of the field was to walk back and forth in the new yard he had just moved into.

Although someone cleans it every day, the desertion that is not popular can't be hidden.

Especially after the death of the previous owner of the courtyard, white lanterns and white silk were hung here, and it became more and more deserted.

This main courtyard, since the old man left Jiangnan, has been shrouded in a layer of haze, after the old man died, this layer of haze has become like a black cloud pressing the city, making people breathless, until Xu Beiyou moved in here as the new owner, the atmosphere here can be regarded as a turn.

The maids and servants who had originally regarded this place as a forbidden place began to shuttle through it, and the haze that shrouded it seemed to be swept away.

After Xu Bei walked around, he finally came to Gongsun Zhongmou's study.

Compared with Zhang Xueyao's study, Gongsun Zhongmou's study is much simpler, with fewer antiques and rare treasures, and more of all kinds of classics copied from the library.

Xu Beiyou glanced through them one by one, and also found many familiar faces, such as the Taiping Huanyu Ji that he had read, the direct interpretation of the scriptures, the Dadong Sutra, and so on.

The desk is very elegant, and the top is also very simple, in addition to the four treasures of the study such as pen, ink, paper, inkstone, etc., it is a pen wash, pen holder, paperweight and other things, which are not hard to find, and can only be regarded as ordinary in the family.

The side door of the study is also accompanied by an inner room, and idlers are not allowed to enter.

Xu Beiyou hesitated, pushed open the unlocked door, and couldn't help but smile dumbly, this was actually a small bedroom, just a bed, a screen, and a hanger.

Xu Beiyou can even imagine the scene when the master was driven to the study by his wife to spend the night after the husband and wife had an awkward quarrel.

Xu Beiyou had a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, walked into the inner room, and found that there was a body of clothes hanging on the hanger, clothes, crowns, shoes, belts, accessories and other things, all of which were plain and white, the cuffs, neckline, piping, and belts were embroidered with strange moire, and the wide robe and large sleeves were faintly born with the meaning of dust, which was somewhat similar to the Taoist robe of the Daomen, and was very different in the details.

Xu Beiyou looked at this dress and was stunned.

This should be the crown of the Sword Sect Master, right?

It's just that he hasn't seen Master wear it once, and in his impression, Master will always be the black robe covered with wind, frost and dust, a little sloppy, or informal.

But whether it was Zhang Xueyao or anyone else, they all told him that the master was also a handsome son when he was young, with a good crown, no wrinkles in his clothes, no dust, and meticulous in everything.

It's just that I don't know what kind of world the master has experienced, after all, he has become the appearance of the sword box later.

If this dress can be worn on the master, it will definitely be magnificent, right? At least it won't be worse than the Daoist sect leader Qiu Ye, and it won't be worse than Emperor Xiao who is the emperor crown and dragon robe.

Xu Beiyou stood on the hanger and was silent for a long time, didn't touch everything here, turned around and went out, and gently closed the door again.

He unconsciously walked to the bookcase again, and suddenly on a whim, he spread the paper, studied the ink, and wrote down two sentences.

The strong heart is not old, and he can still be a ghost when he dies.