Chapter 3 Chapter 3 Snow·Second Night

It was still snowing outside. Xue Ziye sat in the darkness, listening to the sound of snowflakes falling sideways, feeling that the person under his hand was still trembling slightly.After a whole day, his voice became hoarse, and his resistance gradually weakened. She stood up and lit a furnace of incense.The refreshing aroma filled the dark room, calming the restless man. After a long time, at dawn, he finally woke up. This time he did not act aggressively again. He didn't know whether he felt useless or his body was extremely weak. He just lay silently on the couch, slightly opened his eyes, and looked at the roof in the darkness.

"Why didn't you kill me?" After a long time, he asked. She smiled slightly: "Doctors don't kill people." "Then why did you save me? I didn't return the order." He said blankly, and was silent for a moment, "I know you are the genius doctor of Pharmacist Valley." "Yes." She nodded, "I also know that you are the killer of the Great Bright Palace." In the dark, she picked up a white jade mask and put it on her face—it was something she brought back after sending people to search the fir forest outside the valley.And in the forest over there, twelve corpses were buried under heavy snow.From Huo Zhanbai's description, she knew that this was the Twelve Blade Runners under the seat of the Kunlun Daguang Palace.

And leading this group of top elites in the Bright Realm is the number one killer in the Devil's Cult: Hitomi. ——The legendary bloodthirsty Shura whose assassination skills are unparalleled in the world and shocked the Central Plains martial arts. She put on his white jade mask in the dark.The moment she put the mask on her face, he glanced sideways, and suddenly sat up—stretched out his hand like lightning, and caught the mask before she had time to react! Then, as if that action exhausted all his physical energy, his fingers stopped there, staring at her, panting violently, and his body kept shaking.

"Who are you? Your eyes... your eyes..." He looked at the two holes deeply embedded in the mask, and murmured dreamily, "It seems... I seem to have seen it somewhere..." Just now he stopped his hands on the frozen lake because he saw such a pair of eyes! Xue Ziye smiled slightly - don't remember? Maybe he can't recognize her face, but he should still remember her eyes, right? She grabbed his hand, pressed it lightly, and put it back under the quilt: "I also recognize your eyes." Hitomi breathed silently and hurriedly in the dark, looking at the eyes behind the mask, suddenly felt the pain as if her head had started to split open again.He let out a low cry, and fell back on the couch with his head in his arms, but the murderous aura and hostility pervading his body finally subsided.

"Don't worry," he heard her say softly beside him, "I will definitely cure you." "I will never let you be kept in the dark forever." The second round of diagnosis and treatment began in the dark. Daigo fragrance lingered in the room, and she inserted silver needles into his twelve acupuncture points. What is surprising is that even though he was in a coma, the muscles on that person's body subconsciously sunk the moment the silver needle was pierced, and the acupuncture point moved an inch away in an instant. ——The great shift of the universe? Xue Ziye looked at the killer of the Demon Sect in amazement, no wonder Huo Zhanbai would fall into the hands of this person.But... How did the child from the past survive, and how did he become like this?

She sighed slightly, sat down cross-legged, and started the real treatment. In any case, he couldn't ask anything until the pain in his mind was relieved. This is an unprecedented challenge - because it is not the physical wound that needs to be healed.She has no experience in how to treat the confusion and madness caused by the pupil technique.After hesitating for a long time, he finally nodded secretly. In that case, let's try "Guanxin" which has the same origin as pupil technique! Guanxin is a "mind cure", which is used for madness and amnesia. After the silver needle penetrated the twelve acupuncture points smoothly, she bent down, pressed his temples with both hands, approached his face, quietly stared into his eyes in the darkness, and said softly: "You, can you hear me?" Am I talking?"

The man responded vaguely.The effect of Daigo incense made Hitomi fall into a deep coma, his eyes were opened a little bit, but his mind was in a state of dissociation. "What's your name?" She continued to ask softly. "Hitomi." He moved his body and suddenly had a painful twitch, "No, my name is not Hitomi. My name... my name... I can't remember..." The first problem hits a snag.She was not discouraged, stared at it, and spoke slowly: "Isn't it Mingsuke?" The painful trembling under his hands suddenly stopped, and he couldn't answer, as if something was blocking his memory.

"Mingjie..." he murmured and repeated. "Ming Jie, where are you from?" She kept staring into his half-opened eyes, her voice was low and gentle. from where?Where did he come from... He suddenly trembled all over his body. Yes, it was a place with snow and a dark house all year round.That's where he came from... no, no, that's not where he came from - he just tried his best to get out of there! He suddenly yelled and covered his eyes with his hands: "Don't...don't goug my eyes! Let me out!" At that moment, the blood snaked down from behind the ear like a small snake.He fell to the ground without a sound.

what happened?Xue Ziye's complexion changed: Mind-Guarding Technique is a gentle inspiration and temptation, used to gradually uncover forgotten memories, it is impossible to lead to the current result!This blood... Could it be?She reached over and touched the back of his head very lightly.Under the soft long hair, a piece of cold and hard metal could be vaguely felt. She didn't dare to touch it again, because that golden needle was deeply pierced into the dead point of the jade pillow.She carefully felt along the middle of the skull, and found two identical gold needles at Lingtai and Baihui acupoints.

Her expression changed: Golden needles to seal the brain! Could it be that his memory has been sealed by someone?What kind of memory is that... what kind of secret is it related to?Who the hell... Who the hell slaughtered the entire Mojia clan and killed Xuehuai? Holding the silver needle, she looked down at the face sleeping in pain, and suddenly a bright light appeared in her eyes. Snow lake under the moon.The face frozen under the water is still so young, maintaining the appearance of a sixteen-year-old boy, but the woman crawling on the ice is already in her twenties. She lay on the ice, muttering to the smiling boy.

Xuehuai... Xuehuai, do you know?Today, I met a guy we all know. Do you remember the kid who was locked in the dark room?For so many years, I've been the only one to talk to you, isn't it lonely?You must be happy to see people you know, right?Although he no longer remembers, but after all, that was your former companion, my younger brother. You used to be so good, and you were so kind to me. So, don't worry, I will do my best to cure Mingsuke. No matter what, I must also find out the truth of the past and avenge the whole Mojia clan! Throwing the pill in his hand, Xueyao swooped down to grab it, and brought it back to him, cooing triumphantly. Throw it out again.Take it back again. When this kind of game continued for twenty-five times, Huo Zhanbai finally felt bored. Since he was stabbed by the flying needle, he fell asleep like a dead person for two whole days, but when he woke up, there was no one around him, and there was only a plate of cold food on the small table beside the couch, which was the same as before. Months are treated quite differently.But he knew that woman was always doing weird things, so he didn't ask any questions. He went to sleep when he was full, ate when he woke up, and played games with Xue Harrier when he was free. Three more days passed like this. His patience was finally running out.He began to look left and right, hoping to find one or two maids in the museum, and ask where this dead woman went, and she left such an important critical patient here to fend for herself. On the wall is the retracted nine-face order of returning to heaven, and he has one left here for eight years—this year’s patients should have already seen it, but what about the people here?Where did they all die?He was in a hurry to return to Lin'an to save Mo'er! It's a pity that even Lu'er disappeared, and he couldn't find out why when he asked the rough maids who came to deliver the food——that dead woman strictly controlled the little girls under her hands, and he had experienced it in the past eight years. Pass. He has been bored here for three whole days. "Where's the person? Where's the person?" He finally couldn't help but yelled, and the shaking dust fell down, "Xue Ziye, if you don't come out, I'm going to tear this place down!" "Yo, the seventh son has such a big temper." The lion's roar technique was indeed effective, and the master was immediately shaken out.Xue Ziye appeared for the first time in five days, pushed open the door and Shi Shiran came in, holding a set of silver needles in his hand: "Want to get needles?" He loses his temper as soon as he sees her. "Hehe... Miss you." He smiled humbly, knowing that he was still a fish on the chopping board, "Where have you been these few days? Didn't you say to give me acupuncture again? Do you want to come again?" -" "Huh?" Xue Ziye held the needle and gave him a sideways look with a cold snort. "If you don't come again, this wound will heal by itself!" He continued to laugh. She didn't even look at it, but with a backhand, five silver needles were thrown on his chest, causing him to be speechless in pain. "It's almost done. Let's raise it for a few more days, and you can get out of bed." After taking a pulse, she concluded with a blank expression, and tapped his chest, "You are almost 30 years old, and you will be beaten every now and then." It's like this—are you really as powerful as you claim to be? Don't brag to deceive me, a woman who doesn't leave home." "Didn't you see my majestic and heroic appearance... I was the one who was awarded the Black Soul Sword by the master of the Cauldron Pavilion in the past!" He rolled his eyes. "I think you are the best in the world for being beaten." Xue Ziye didn't have the heart to joke with him, but cautiously reached out and walked around his back, touching the part of his spine under the shoulder blades, frowning slightly, "This I was injured here again this time. If you are not careful in the future, don’t come to me when you are paralyzed. This is not a joke.” She was even more familiar with this scarred body than he himself: there were several long scars on his back, which ran across the entire back neatly, as if the wings were cut off with a snap.That was her masterpiece three years ago - when he took Aescin from southern Xinjiang across the Central Plains to Medicine Master Valley, she dug out a full teacup of arsenopyrite from his back. Her fingers tapped lightly on the fourth vertebra, and the pain ran along her back and into her brain like lightning. He blurted out, sweat dripping down his body. "Stop trying to be brave." Xue Ziye sighed, showing a gentle expression for the first time, "Your body has reached its limit—you want to save others, but you have to think about yourself. I can't help you forever." Huo Zhanbai panted violently, holding the quilt in his hand, suddenly had some bad premonition. "What do you mean?" He raised his head to look at her, and found that her face was a little pale after not seeing her for a few days, and she was not as vigorous as before. He was a little uneasy, "What's the matter? You're in trouble gone?" She withdrew her hand from under the quilt, just smiled, and put her hair behind her ears: "No, because you got the antidote, you don't have to come here to be scolded by me again...you pay such a high consultation fee again?" I'm sorry, so I should be more careful in the future." He breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "Why didn't I come? I paid off the debt with my own body." Xue Ziye smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled, but there was no smile in his eyes—if...if he knew that the prescription eight years ago, which contained rare treasures from all over the world, turned out to be just a hoax, what would he do? Woolen cloth? Mo'er's illness was brought about in the womb. Qiu Shuiyin was devastated when she was pregnant, and suffered a great blow. This premature child was born with congenital deficiencies, and it was impossible for him to survive beyond the age of ten.Even if it was her, exhausting all her energy, she could only hold on to the child's life temporarily, but was powerless. But at that time, she had just started practicing, and her heart was still soft. She couldn't bear his begging, and she didn't want to let them despair, so she had to bite the bullet and prescribed an almost impossible medicine—any kind of medicinal material in it , are rare in the world, treasures that everyone dreams of in the rivers and lakes. She just gave him a chance to do his best without feeling guilty. ——Because that child will definitely die on his way to collect medicine. However, she did not expect that year after year, this person would be so persistent and reckless in his pursuit, and bring all the ingredients in that prescription to her.And under his meticulous care, that child has survived to this day.In the eyes of her genius doctor, all of this was nothing more than a miracle. In this world, is there actually a person who is more obsessed than himself? She sighed slightly.Now... what should I do? Now that she told him the truth, she couldn't imagine how Huo Zhanbai would react. "It hurts! What's the matter with you?" At the moment she was distracted, she heard him ask in surprise, and she was startled, and found that she had unknowingly pressed a silver needle that had been stabbed in his chest until it stopped. "Ahh!" She exclaimed, "Don't move! I'll pick it out right away, don't get lucky!" Huo Zhanbai looked at her in surprise, for eight years, he had never seen this husky woman so panic-stricken.He was a little uneasy: something must have happened to her, but she refused to say it. Having known each other for so long, they have almost become the most familiar people to each other.This lonely woman has many secrets, but she never mentions them.But after all, there are some things that cannot be hidden from the eyes of his old world: For example, he has seen her lying on the frozen lake and muttering more than once, and at the bottom of the lake, there is a person who has been dead for many years. . He looked from one side, but did not walk over. He'd never even asked her about it—just as she'd never asked him why he was so persistent in seeking medical treatment. For eight years, he fought desperately.Every time he rushed across the bloody battlefield, she would wait at the end of the bloody road... He owed her so much. My wish is about to come to an end, is there any way I can do something for her? "Well, let me say," he watched as she carefully opened the opening with an embroidery needle, picked out the needle that was accidentally pressed in, and said with pain, "to celebrate my recovery, why don't we have a drink together tonight?" Sample?" Xue Ziye was stunned for a moment, raised his head, his face was extremely tired, but suddenly smiled: "Okay, who is afraid of whom?" Before dark, before going to the drinking appointment, she went back to Autumn Garden once. Behind the heavy curtains, the fragrance of daigo is lingering, and someone is sleeping deeply. The blood in the back of the head had stopped, and the first golden needle on the Yuzhen point had been taken out and placed on a golden plate beside it.Black blood coagulated on the sharp needle, as if it had been pulled out from the bloody memory. The darkness enveloped him layer by layer like an iron shroud. Phantoms poured out layer by layer. Where is this... where is this?Is it... where he came from? His hands and feet were hung from the wall, and there was no light around him.He hugged his knees and huddled in a dark corner, feeling that his head was as blank as the house in front of him.No one came to see him, and he was always the only one in this small, cold wooden house. Outside, there was the faint laughter of peers and the sound of wind blowing. There was a melodious voice like a silver bell, and he could distinguish it by turning his head: it was the little Han girl, Sister Xiaoye—the only pair of black and white eyes among the light blue eyes in the whole village. During the long time of being locked in this dark house, everyone walked around him, only Xiaoye and Xuehuai came to comfort him from time to time, talking to him through the wall.That's where he's endured for so long. "Don't worry, patients shouldn't walk around," she looked through the small hole in the wall, blinking, smiling, "Ming Jie, you will be well soon, soon Come out and play with us!" Is it... he will be fine soon?But what disease did he have?Who told him what disease he had? He looked at the pair of eyes behind the small hole blankly.I haven't seen you for many years, Xiao Ye should grow up too, right?But he couldn't see it.He could hardly remember her appearance, because for seven years, he could only see her eyes through the small hole: bright, warm, concerned—— Since he killed someone when he was seven years old, everyone was afraid of him and called him a monster, only she kept calling her brother. The laughter outside continued, making him upset.Who is she playing with?Why didn't you come to talk to him yesterday?Now... what season is it outside?Can I go to the ice river to spin a spinning top?Shall we dig ice and scoop fish?It's been so long, why is he still locked up here? Did he do anything wrong!He's going out...he's going out! Because of anger and despair, the child's eyes suddenly shone brightly in the darkness, as bright as glass. "Crunch—" There was a crack in the wall next to it, and the movable wooden board was pulled out, and then pushed back, and there was a dried fish and a bowl of rice on it, all the same. "Little monster, eat!" The man outside shouted hoarsely, full of disgust. That was Hu, his caretaker for seven years. After the incident when he was six years old, he was imprisoned in this dark room with no light, his hands and feet were nailed to the wall, and seven years passed.Listening to the wind and laughter outside, the child who had always been silent suddenly broke out, and suddenly swept his hands across, all the utensils shattered to the ground. "Little monster!" The guard heard the voice from inside through the wall, poked his head in, and glared at him, "Are you looking for death?" However, at that moment, with just one glance, his body went limp. In the darkness, with his eyes firmly attached to the food delivery opening, the child shook the chain vigorously and roared, "I want to get out! Let me out! Let me out quickly! Damn it, let me out!" Following his voice, the paralyzed guard stood up again, but his eyes and movements were straight, and his movements were slow. He walked to the door covered with seals, took out the key, and inserted the key in a wooden way. went in. The sudden light stung the child's eyes in the darkness, and he flinched for a moment, but saw the ferocious man walk in with no expression on his face, leaned over without saying a word, and untied the chains on his limbs. Hey, this guy... what the hell happened?Why are your eyes straight? However, at the age of thirteen, he didn't have time to think about it, and just cheered and rushed out of the door that had imprisoned him for seven years. The outside wind blew on his face. Children from the same village playing in the distance cheered: "Sister Xiaoye! Xuehuai! I'm out!" Whatever it is, a bad guy like Gu can just die, he's free! However, just as this ecstatic thought flashed across his mind, he heard a scream from the room behind him. He turned back in horror, and saw an extremely terrifying scene—— That Mojiahu actually inserted the iron key into his throat bit by bit!The expression on his face was extremely painful, but his hand seemed to be controlled by a demon, and he pushed forward bit by bit, and inserted it into his throat, wringing his own flesh and blood. He backed away in shock, sat down on the ground outside the door, rubbing his eyes. No way?This, this must be an illusion, right? How could Hu suddenly do this kind of behavior... Just like the two guards in the post station, strangled his own neck and strangled himself to death! Could it be... because he subconsciously said "Go to hell"? "Ah! Killed! The monster... the monster killed!" The children in the distance turned around and saw this terrible scene, screaming together, pushing and staggering away.The Han girl was wrapped in the crowd, and disappeared in an instant on the snow. Xiaoye... Xiaoye... I ran out with great difficulty, why did you run away when you saw me? He came back to his senses and subconsciously wanted to chase him out, but suddenly he was hit hard on the back of the head, and his eyes suddenly darkened. "Damn boy, how dare you run out!" Someone behind him lifted him with a big stick. He was dragged into the ancestral hall of the clan, and many people surrounded him, discussing loudly in panic: "The killing of an official was finally covered up last time, but this time he actually killed a villager! How can this be good? " "There is another monster in the clan! The ancestors said that the reason why we were expelled from Guishuang Kingdom a hundred years ago is because there was such a monster in the clan! It is the demon pupil!" "Everyone, stop arguing. In fact, he is still a child... Last time, he had to kill the official under escort." An old man's voice sounded, and he sighed, "But now he kills people as soon as he says, so what should we do?" "Patriarch, you can't be soft-hearted anymore, the birth of the demon pupil will harm the whole clan!" Countless voices suggested, and the crowd was raging, "It seems that it is not enough to close the light, you have to goug his eyes, and the disaster will be eliminated!" The old man pondered, his hands trembling a little, and he couldn't light the flint a few times. For a long time, he thought that the legend that the Mojia clan was expelled because of the demonic nature in their blood was false, but unexpectedly at this moment, in the eyes of a child, all the tragedies reappeared. The Mojia family living in the deep mountains, although the eyes showed light blue and dark black that were not seen in the Central Plains or the Western Regions, they were not abnormal at all on weekdays - it was not like the legend that once killed a person with a single look, resulting in Guishuang is the devil of chaos in the country. "Grandpa, don't goug Mingsuke's eyes, don't!" Suddenly a young boy's voice resounded, breaking through the barrier recklessly, "Please, don't goug Mingsuke's eyes! He's not a bad person!" "Xuehuai, it's none of your business for the adults to talk, go away!" Pushing away his beloved grandson mercilessly, the old man scolded, and seeing the Han girl rushing up with him, he was even more upset, "Xiao Ye, you also Go down for me—outsiders have no right to interfere with the affairs of our Mojia clan!" ——If it wasn't for this foreign Han girl, Ming Jie wouldn't be what he is today. "Put it back for me first, and hold a family meeting in three days!" The moment he opened his eyes, darkness enveloped him again, and he desperately shook the chains on his hands and feet, hissing and shouting. Don't goug my eyes!let me out!let me out! "Ming Jie." A soft voice suddenly came from the wall behind him. He threw himself on the wall in ecstasy, looked through the small gap, and saw the pair of black and white eyes: "Sister Xiaoye! You are the one who came to see me?" "Those bastard adults say your eyes can kill, but why do I see nothing?" Those eyes were full of tears, filled with tears, "You were imprisoned because of me—I told Xuehuai , if, if they really gouged out your eyes, we will dig one for you each!" Looking out from the hole, tears flowed down those black and white eyes. He can see it.He was locked up in a dark room at the age of six, and he never saw her for the next seven years.Even during the short escape a few days ago, he never saw her current appearance clearly——to him, Xiao Ye was actually just a pair of bright eyes that were exposed every day in the gap: bright, gentle, caring, warm... black and white are distinct , like the white mountains and black waters in the north. Sister Xiaoye...Xuehuai... At that moment, he, who had been imprisoned for seven years but had never shown weakness, cried bitterly in the dark. Where are you from? A voice in the darkness asked him vaguely.Mingsuke, where are you from? Fake...fake...it's all fake!He just fell into another illusion similar to pupil technique! At the moment when the voice resounded in his mind, as his bright eyes became more and more blurred, he shouted to himself in his heart, trying his best to resist those scenes that appeared repeatedly.is fake!Absolutely, absolutely don't believe it...it's all an illusion! "Ming Jie, Ming Jie!" Someone called such a name next to his ear, firmly holding down his hands grasping the back of his head, "It's okay...it's okay. Don't do this, it's over..." He opened his eyes in the dark, and saw a pair of bright eyes close at hand, black and white. "Sister Xiaoye?" The memory suddenly overlapped with his eyes, he grabbed the hand of the person in front of him, suddenly felt tired and sleepy, and murmured, "It's all fake...it's all fake..." "It's not fake. It's me, it's really me," she held his hand tightly in the dark, "I'm back." "..." His mind was still in the dream, he just opened his eyes and looked at her blankly, and stretched out his hand as hard as possible, as if to touch her cheek, to confirm the reality of this existence.However, when the hand was stretched out halfway, it fell down weakly, and fell asleep again. Xue Ziye stood up, added a handful of incense to Jin Suanni's incense burner, and glanced sideways at the sleeping man. The golden needle on the gold plate was shining faintly—she had already unlocked part of his sealed memory.However, before his body recovered, he probably couldn't pull out all three gold needles rashly, otherwise Ming Jie might go completely crazy because he couldn't bear the impact. It seems that there is only one step at a time. She settled the patient and was ready to go to the gambling appointment. In Mohe in the extreme north, even in the daytime, the sky is always gray, and the sun hangs pale and tired in the sky. Xue Ziye commanded the maids to dig out the urn "Xiao Hongchen" buried last year from the snow under the plum tree.In the waterside garden of the Winter Pavilion, a small red clay stove is warming up, heating a pot of amber wine. endlessly. "Let it take a sip first." Xue Ziye tilted his head and smiled, poured out a glass first, and tossed it casually.The cup flew out in an arc, and Snow Harrier pounced down, took one upright in its mouth, and flew back to the shelf contentedly, tilted its neck, drank it down, and let out a happy cooing sound. "It's amazing." Although she had seen it several times, she still couldn't help but marvel, "What kind of bird do you raise!" "Like an owner, there must be a bird." Huo Zhanbai took the opportunity to boast. Before the words were finished, the cup fell into the snow with a bang, and the snow harrier shook drunkenly a few times, and an upside-down fell, and when it was about to fall off the shelf, it grabbed it with its right foot just in time, like a western chime clock The same hit the pendulum. "Of course, the master's drinking capacity is a thousand times better than it!" He quickly added. The two just lay on the two hut beds under the plum tree, and began to chat while drinking—he was addicted to alcohol, and so was she, and the "Xiao Hongchen" brewed in the Pharmacist's Valley was a rare product outside, so In the past eight years, every time he recovered from his injury, he couldn't wait to make a request, so as the host, she would also happily bring good wine to accompany him. ——Of course, the high price of fifty taels per urn was agreed upon. "You have a really good capacity for drinking," Huo Zhanbai, who pretended to be a big drinker, couldn't help admiring when he thought of the two previous wine fights that were tied. "I didn't expect you to be so good." "When I was 14 years old, I fell into Mohe and got cold, so my lungs have been bad." She drank a glass by herself. "The wine in the valley is made from medicinal materials. The master asked me to drink a pot a day to invigorate the blood and nourish the blood." lung." "Oh." He looked at the distant lake thoughtfully, seemingly unintentionally, "How did you fall in?" Xue Ziye raised his eyebrows, snorted, but didn't answer. Realizing that he had run into a wall, Huo Zhanbai sighed helplessly, drank a few cups in a muffled voice, and had to change the subject: "You haven't been out of the valley, have you? When I finish the matter at hand, I will take you to the Central Plains to open Open your eyes, lest you always doubt my strength." "Oh," she drank the second cup, her cheeks flushed slightly, "I originally got it from it." Huo Zhanbai was slightly startled, but his mouth was harsh: "The Central Plains can still produce a hero like a girl..." "I was originally from Chang'an. I was sent to northern Xinjiang with my mother when I was seven years old." As if after drinking some wine, Xue Ziye's mouth was not as tight as usual, shaking the wine glass and looking at the sky, "Chang'an Xue's family —Have you heard of it?" Huo Zhanbai clenched the wine glass tightly with his fingers, took a deep breath, and hummed to avoid showing too much shock. How could I not have heard of it! Chang'an's national champion, the Xue family, is a famous Xinglin family that has been passed down for hundreds of years. It lives in the imperial capital and has always been the royal doctor.However, unlike the Mo family in Dingjiange, the Xue family has a high self-esteem, and has always seldom interacted with people from the Jianghu. The only precedent is that a woman from the Xue family once treated Tingxue Louzhu's illness a hundred years ago. "That year, the ten-year-old prince died. The grandfather who treated him was killed on the spot with a stick, and the family was ransacked. The male beheaded, and the female family members were exiled for three thousand miles to be slaves to armored men." Xue Ziye murmured, his eyes seemed to see Far away, "It's ridiculous... The court conspired, but it was claimed that the imperial medicine was wrong. Companion to the king is like companion to the tiger. A hundred years of honor and favor will be ruined in one day." She swirled the wine in the glass, looking into her own eyes: "At that time, I really envied the Mohists who lived in the rivers, lakes and grasslands." "Did you meet the Valley Master of Pharmacist Valley on the way to exile?" He asked, suppressing the surprise in his heart. "No." Xue Ziye leaned on the couch and looked at the sky, "My mother and I were escorted and passed by a remote village called Mojia, and then..." She stopped suddenly at this point, and turned her head as if she had discovered something , looking straight at Huo Zhanbai: "Why, you want to trick me?" He was stopped by the question, he was bored for a moment, and only said: "I want to know how I can help you." "Huh?" Xue Ziye seemed a little surprised, raised his chin and looked at him, his eyes changed, and he suddenly narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Okay, then hurry up and earn more money, and pay back the 600,000 consultation fee. I There are a group of people in the valley waiting for the rice to go into the pot!" This question baffled him, and he scratched his head in embarrassment: "Well...you can make up for it just by seeing a few more patients! So why don't you see more patients a year if you are so preoccupied with money? " "That," she grabbed a piece of preserved fruit and threw it into her mouth, "my body can't bear it." He fell silent in a bit of surprise: All along, this woman in my impression is strong and active, she can take care of patients without sleep at night, she can treat wounds more quickly and steadily than a first-class swordsman, and she can shout and dominate a large group of girls around her. Jiange Master and Shaolin Abbot have to be obedient when they come to her place. ——No one could see that the doctor himself was actually a patient. "Besides, I don't like these Jianghu people," she continued to mutter, completely ignoring the one lying next to her, "This kind of people who waste their lives in meaningless fights are not worth saving—with that time, I might as well be more Take care of the wind, cold and high fever for the people in the surrounding villages!" Huo Zhanbai was flattered: "Then... why are you willing to save me?" "Well..." Xue Ziye held his wine glass and raised his head, looked at the gray sky, suddenly smiled and bent over, stretched out his hand to shave his face, "Because your face is still pleasing to the eye! How boring, woman!" He looked helplessly at her wine-red cheeks, knowing that this woman had been cleverly avoiding topics. He sat up from the couch, patted the couch, and the Ink Soul Sword beside him made a long and choking sound, jumped out of the sheath and fell into his hand.He tapped his toes, and his whole body turned into a ray of light and swept away. The wind freezes in an instant. When the wind flowed again, the plum tree in the yard had already fallen quietly. After turning around, he gently fell back on the couch, bowed slightly to her, and stretched out the tip of the sword: twelve plum blossoms in full bloom were neatly arranged on the body of the sword, and the fragrance was overwhelming. "Zi Ye," he looked at her and decided not to go around in circles, "If you encounter any embarrassing things, please tell me." That was the first time he called her by her name directly. Xue Ziye was startled, and then suddenly laughed: "It's a good plum blossom...it's really burning the piano and cooking the crane. Do you want to tell me that you are actually really good? " He curled his lips: "It was." "Okay." She agreed flatly, "If I ask you something, I will definitely tell you, and you will not be polite." "Must?" He was a little worried, because he knew that this woman had always had complicated thoughts. "Definitely." But she smiled heartlessly, as if she was happy to drink, she suddenly turned over and sat up, and slapped the table, "Huo, didn't you just try to trick me? What do you want to know? Why?" So, let's do this—" She stretched out her hands and made a fist gesture: "As long as you win me once, I'll answer you one thing, how about it?" Before he had time to think about it, he blurted out his agreement. However, the next moment he regretted it, because he remembered a joke that was once widely circulated in the world: Xuanyuan Sanguang, the so-called gambling king, once fought with the owner of the valley when he was seeking medical treatment in Pharmacist Valley, but after three days of the battle, he only wore a pair of underpants Kicked out of the valley, it is said that in addition to the 100,000 consultation fee, he also lost all the millions of dollars he won over the years. "Okay, come on!" Seeing that he was fooled, Xue Ziye narrowed his eyes like a cat, stretched out his hand full of anger, and shouted with lightning speed, "Sanxingzhao, fifth leader! You lost! ——Quick, quick, after drinking, I will ask questions!" ………… Huo Zhanbai couldn't remember how long he had been drinking for that time.醒来的时候，夜色已经降临，风转冷，天转黯，庭里依稀有雪花落下。旁边的炉火还在燃烧，可酒壶里却已无酒。桌面上杯盏狼藉，薛紫夜不知何时已经坐到了他同侧的榻上，正趴在案上熟睡。 仗着学剑出来的耳目聪敏，他好歹也赢了她十数杯，看来这个丫头也是不行了。 但是……但是……他仰起沉重的脑袋，在冷风里摇了摇，努力回想自己方才到底说了什么。他只依稀记得自己喝了很多很多酒，被一个接一个的问了许多问题。那些问题……那些问题，似乎都是平日里不会说出来的。 “为什么不肯接任鼎剑阁主的位置？墨魂剑不是都已经传给你了么？” “因为……那时候徐重华他也想入主鼎剑阁啊……秋水来求我，我就……” “原来是为了女人啊！可是，好像最后老阁主也没把位置传给那个姓徐的呀？” “那是第二个问题了。先划拳！” “九连环啊……满堂红！我又赢了！你快回答嘛。” “呃……因为……阁里的元老都不答应。说他为人不够磊落宽容，武学上的造诣也不够。所以……老阁主还是没传位给他。” “哦……来来来，再划！” 她问得很直接很不客气，仗着酒劲，他也没有再隐瞒。 何况，沫儿的药也快要配好了，那些事情终究都要过去了……也不用再隐瞒。 他的生平故事，其实在中原武林里几乎人人皆知： 他本是天山派的大弟子，天资过人，年纪轻轻便成为武林中有数的顶尖好手，被鼎剑阁南宫老阁主钦点入阁，成为鼎剑阁八大名剑之一。十五岁起，他就单恋同门师妹秋水音，十几年来一往情深，然而秋水音却嫁给了鼎剑阁八大名剑的另一位：汝南徐家的徐重华。 他是至情至性之人，虽然伤心欲绝，却依然对她予取予求，甚至为她而辞去了鼎剑阁主的位置，不肯与她的夫婿争夺。 然而被长老们阻拦，徐重华最终未能如愿入主鼎剑阁，性格偏狭激烈的他一怒之下杀伤多名提出异议的长老，叛离中原投奔魔教大光明宫。 他奉命追捕，于西昆仑星宿海旁将其斩杀。 从此后，更得重用。南宫老阁主几度力邀这个年轻剑客入主鼎剑阁，却均被婉拒。 “为什么当初……你要主动请求去追捕他呢？”喝得半醉时，那个女人还有这样灵敏的头脑，醉醺醺地问，“那是个吃力不讨好的事……你又不是、又不是不知道。” 他苦笑着，刚想开口说什么，充满了醉意的眼神忽然清了清，重新沉默。 “秋水求我去的……”最终，他低下头去握着酒杯，说出了这样的答案，“因为换了别人去的话……可能、可能就不会把他活着带回来了。他口碑太坏。” “可是……你也没有把他带回来啊……”她醉了，喃喃，“你还不是杀了他。” 他霍然抬起了眼睛，望定了她。 虽然已经是酒酣耳热，但是一念及此，他的脸色还是渐渐苍白——他永远无法忘记西昆仑上那一场决斗，那是他一生里做出的最艰难的取舍。 最终，他孤身返回中原，将徐重华的佩剑带回，作为遗物交给了秋水音。 秋水音听闻丈夫噩耗而早产，从此缠绵病榻，对他深恨入骨。 “嘻嘻……听下来，好像从头到尾……都没有你什么事嘛。人家的情人，人家的老婆，人家的孩子……从头到尾，你算什么呀！干吗那么拼命……”问完了所有问题后，薛紫夜已然醉了，伏在案上看着他吃吃的笑，那样不客气地刺痛了他，忽然一拳打在他肩上，“霍展白，你是一个……大傻瓜……大傻瓜！” 醉了的她出手比平时更重，痛得他叫了一声。 然而笑着笑着，她却落下了泪来。 他惊讶地看到一贯冷静的她滚倒到酒污的桌子上，时哭时笑，喃喃自语，然而他却什么也听不懂。他想知道她的事情，可最终说出的却是自己的往日——她是聪明的，即便是方才偶尔的划拳输了，被他提问的时候，她都以各种方法巧妙的避了开去。 他只勉强知道了一些零碎的情况：比如她来到药师谷之前，曾在一个叫摩迦的村子里生活过；比如那个冰下的人，是在和她一起离开时死去的……然而，究竟发生了什么导致她的离开，他的死去，她却没有提过。 即便是在这样的情况下，她却依然不肯释放自己内心的压力，只是莫名其妙的哭笑。最后抬起头看着他，认真地、反复地说着“对不起”。 对不起什么呢？是他一直欠她人情啊。 最终，她醉了，不再说话。而他也不胜酒力的沉沉睡去。 醒来的时候，月亮很亮，而夜空里居然有依稀的小雪纷飞而落。雪鹞还用爪子倒挂在架子上打摆子，发出咕噜咕噜的嘀咕，空气中浮动着白梅的清香，红泥火炉里的火舌静静地跳跃，映照着他们的脸——天地间的一切忽然间显得从未有过的静谧。 他静静地躺着，心里充满了长久未曾有过的安宁。 ——那是八年来一直奔波于各地，风尘仆仆血战前行的他几乎忘却了的平和与充实。明月年年升起，雪花年年飘落，可他居然从留意过。生命本来应该是如此的宁静和美丽，可是，到底他是为了什么还在沉溺于遥远的往事中不可自拔？从头到尾，其实都没有他的什么事。 自己……难道真是一个傻瓜么？ “嗯……”趴在案上睡的人动了动，嘀咕了一句，将身子蜷起。 沉浸于这一刻宁静的他惊醒过来，看了看醉的人事不知的薛紫夜，不由叹着气摇了摇头：这个女人年纪也不小了，还是一点也不懂得爱惜自己的身体……那样冷的夜，居然就这样趴在案上睡着了。 他把她从桌上扶起，想让她搬到榻上。然而她头一歪，顺势便靠上了他的肩膀，继续沉沉睡去。他有些哭笑不得，只好任她靠着，一边用脚尖踢起了掉落到塌下的毯子，披到熟睡人的身上，将她裹紧。 “雪怀……”忽然间，听到她喃喃说了一句，将身体缩紧，“冷……好冷啊……” 她微微颤抖着，向着他怀里蜷缩，仿佛一只怕冷的猫。沉睡中，她的表情是从未有过的茫然和依赖，仿佛寻求温暖和安慰一样的一直靠过来。他不敢动，只任她将头靠上他的胸口，蹭了蹭，然后满足地叹息了一声继续睡去。 他觉得自己的心忽然漏跳了几拍，然后立刻心虚的低下头，想知道那个习惯耍弄他的女人是否在装睡——然而她睡的那样安静，脸上还带着未褪的酒晕。 于是他长长松了一口气，用毯子把她在胸前裹起来，然后看着雪中的月亮出神。 天地一时间显得如此空旷，却又如此的充盈，连落下来的雪仿佛都是温暖的。 他望着身边睡去的女子，心里却忽然也涌起了暖意。 如果能一直这样就好了……生命是一场负重的奔跑，他和她都已经疲惫不堪，那为什么不停下片刻，就这样对饮一夜？这一场浮生里，一切都是虚妄和不长久的，什么都靠不住，什么都终将会改变，哪怕是生命中曾经最深切的爱恋、也抵不过时间的摧折和消磨。 唯有，此刻身边人平稳的呼吸才是真实的，唯有这相拥取暖的夜才是真实的。 这种感觉……便是相依为命罢？