Chapter 427: The guidance is again
The north wind is cold and cuts across the cheek like a knife. You Su stood on the deck of Fei Shu, looking at the vast Bei Ao World. .
The shuttles galloped in the wind and snow, rolling up snowflakes, as if they were about to sweep away the coldness between the world.
His clothes were roaring in the wind, and the hilt of Mo Songjian was tightly held in his hand, as if he was ready to cut off the endless wind and snow at any time.
His eyes penetrated Fengxue and recalled the scene when he left Hongcheng.
He had never been to Hongcheng, but he guessed that there would be such a city lord who led the way and died for the people. This city built in the wind and snow must have the warmth of home.
But he could only guess, because the streets were full of fleeing people, and their faces were filled with horror and despair. The corpses piled up at the city gate like a mountain, serving as the last barrier after the city guard formation was broken. The once energetic city lord Hongcheng and the majestic feathered monk remained outside the city gate forever.
The narrow shuttle under his feet was the flying magic weapon of the city lord of Hongcheng during his lifetime, and it was also the only thing in this city that has the ability to take people out of Hongcheng now.
Le Yingdong lent it to You Su.
The reason is very simple, because she felt that You Su was the only one who could tell Shenshan about their situation. She wanted to save the people in this city, even if there was only a glimmer of hope.
Before leaving, Le Yingdong solemnly said to You Su: "I know that there is something important to do when my friend rushed to the sacred mountain. I just hope that fellow Taoists can tell the current situation of Bei Aozhou, including Hongcheng, to all the immortals in the sacred mountain. Yingdong is grateful!"
The eyes were full of expectations and trust, as if she saw the dawn of hope. However, You Su felt that this earnest gaze was really dazzling, making it difficult for him to adapt.
This reminded him of the look of Master Zhengyang from Xiandao, as if he had entrust everything to his hands. Such eyes are too heavy, and they are so breathless.
"You and I met by chance, are you willing to give me this thing? If you really want to save them, you should sit here to go to the sacred mountain." You Su did not accept her gift.
"Fellow Taoist thinks we met by chance?" Le Yingdong put his hands on his back, and a tired smile appeared on the corner of his lips.
You Su asked in surprise, "Isn't it?"
"You are You Su." Le Yingdong's answer was like thunder in the ground, which shocked You Su.
"Now there is a portrait of fellow Taoist You posted on the notice railing outside the city gate. Even though you have been covering your mouth and nose, Yingdong still recognizes you." Le Yingdong still smiled. "Have you seen me?" You Su lifted his hand slightly. As long as Le Yingdong showed a hint of hostility, the Mo Song sword on his waist would be unsheathed.
"I have seen it, but I have never seen it." Le Yingdong shook his head, "It's shameful to say that since I knew about the crimes of fellow Taoist You, Yingdong has always taken it as his mission to capture fellow Taoist You. Before the city gate, I have to check anyone one by one. The portrait Yingdong has not been seen ten thousand times, but it remembers more clearly than the appearance of his younger brother."
You Sumoran, "Since you know that I am a wanted outlaw in the five continents, why do you think I will save you? Are you not afraid that I am the fourth evil god as the wanted order said, "Is it the fourth evil god to go to the sacred mountain to do evil?"
Le Yingdong shook her head even more, and she said confidently, "Many monks here can do evil."
Le Yingdong shook her head even more. I'm not killing evil spirits to save people, they just save themselves. But you are different. The compassion in the eyes of fellow Taoist You when he saw those refugees was not fake. Such people would never do the kind of thing that was rumored. I can't go to the sacred mountain. Before I died, the city lord handed over the authority of the city's formation to me. When I left, all the people in this city would die. So, I can only ask fellow Taoist You!" After speaking, Le Yingdong suddenly lifted up the hem of his thick skirt and made a gesture to kneel: "Yingdong is the people of Hongcheng City..."
Before he finished speaking, You Su's sword penetrated straight into the snow in front of her knees, forcing her to stop kneeling.
She raised her eyes and looked at the boy in a daze. You Su was just silent. After a long time, he spoke:
"How long can you last?"
Le Yingdong stood up straight, his eyes firmly: "Still the day of saving!"
You Su nodded when he heard this. He did not leave a promise, but just took the model of the leaf-sized ship and said lightly: "I borrowed this shuttle, and the deadline is not yet determined."
When he turned around and walked towards Bai Ze and his group, he suddenly turned half of his head, "But I will do it as soon as possible."
Le Yingdong looked at the boy's back and nose sore, but in fact, she was also gambled.
This person was misunderstood by the world, and he should have hated this world...
...
You Su woke up slowly in his dream.
In order not to let the master's wife notice the abnormality, he needs to come back here from time to time and play the role of You Su in the master's wife's dream.
Fortunately, he has tested that the passage of time in dreams is much slower than in reality. Every time I wake up, I feel the illusion of sleeping under a tree and dreaming for a lifetime.
When I opened my eyes, the familiar cold fragrance lingered in the tip of my nose. There is fine snow floating outside the carved window frame. The season in my dream has turned to winter, which is in line with the reality of Bei Ao, which is snowy all year round.
He Shutong was cooking tea with his back to him, her white clothes drooping like the moon pouring, and the ice crystals reflected a fine rainbow between her hair. "Master's wife..." A sigh came out from his throat, as if the tired traveler had finally found the sheltered roof.
He Shutong suddenly looked back and knocked the teaspoon on the edge of the celadon cup to make a clear sound. She saw the frost color between the boy's eyebrows and was inseparable from the boy for half a year. She actually learned to joke:
"Why did you wake up and look tired, but you look like a wounded soldier coming down from the battlefield?" You Su lowered his eyes and smiled slightly, and took the teacup she handed over. In the mist, the jade bracelet on the master's wrist touched a clear sound, and in a trance, it overlapped with the roar of the vortex under the sea.
He took a sip of bitter tea soup and let the warmth flow into the empty chest cavity along his throat. You Su Ben didn't want to put the boredom in reality in his dream. He didn't want his master's wife to notice the clues, and he didn't want to ruin the dream that his master's wife had carefully done.
But in the dire straits of reality, how could he calm down and fall in love with his master's wife here?
He Shutong seemed to see that he was worried. A tender horn was gently pressed on his forehead, and both of them felt each other's warmth.
The gentleness of the master's wife still made You Su shake his defense. The only person he could find to enlighten him was the master's wife. "But... it was an absurd dream."
Can the person in the dream dream? You Su didn't know the answer, but felt that this reason was awkward. "Oh?" He Shutong brushed his sleeves across the desk, and his black hair swept over the back of his hand holding a cup. "What can make the little sword immortal of the Yuanyang Sword Sect frown is probably not an ordinary dream." You Su said in his mind that fortunately, the master's wife did not seem to think that there was anything wrong with this, or perhaps in the master's wife's eyes, his dreams would be more realistic.
He seemed to pick up a piece of osmanthus cake casually, and the puff pastry fell on the brocade tablecloth, like the cute and innocent boy of an eighteen-year-old. "I'll say it, Master's wife, don't laugh at me."
"You say it, Master's wife will never laugh at you." He Shutong was so confident that he wiped the dim sum from the corner of You Su's mouth with a handkerchief. Such a behavior seemed to be accustomed to the two of them. "I dreamed that I became the savior in the teahouse story... the savior who saved the people from the fire and water!"
As soon as he finished speaking, He Shutong laughed out loud, as if the spring pond was suddenly broken.
You Su's face flushed and she said annoyedly, "My master said she won't laugh!"
He Shutong pressed her hand on the back of You Su's head and stroked it, as if comforting an angry naughty boy:
"I am not a sneer, but a gratifying smile, why can't I laugh?"
"What's so gratifying?"
"I'm pleased that you have been independent since childhood. I was worried that you would be old, but I never thought that although you suffered a lot, you are still eighteen teenagers in your bones, and you will have these big dreams like a young man."
"Didn't the teacher's wife sneer at me for being childish?"
The newest ⊥小⊥ said⊥ in ⊥6⊥9⊥⊥⊥⊥⊥⊥⊥⊥! "I just feel interesting." He Shutong's lips curled up, "Okay, okay, you continue to say, I promise you that you will never laugh anymore." You Su pursed her lips, "If you smile again, your master's wife will study for me." He Shutong raised her eyebrows slightly, and You Su couldn't see her eyes. If she wanted to study, she would only tell her orally. But what good book can this collection of Yuanyang Sword Sect be? Although she had read it for the sake of her practice, she found a reason to refuse the young man's enterprising spirit.
But she really wanted to know the dream of this young man, and hesitated, and finally chose to escape.
"If you don't want to remember, you have not yet practiced. Since you want to learn so much, I will teach you the next time I will teach you the exercises. How can I use this bet?"
You Su was happy when he heard this, "Then I will tell you."
He Shutong then sat upright, looking at a slight sense of listening, but she still felt a little guilty. After all, You Su's test was not up to her, and it was up to her to decide. But she didn't know that You Su was also the dream master here, and he could pass the test no matter what...
You Su coughed lightly and said, "I thought the savior was a very glorious thing. One person and one sword fought against the evil demons, killing the three evil demons without leaving any armor. But after really being the savior in the dream, I realized that savior was not that simple."
"How much criticism and conspiracy is needed to be suffered along the way, but I still have to carry the ardent hopes of so many people. These are by no means motivation, but heavy pressure. So many people in the world want to be the one who is unique, but really think about why it is me? In my dream, I was thinking, if someone came to tell me that I was wrong, the savior is not you but someone else. I am afraid that I am too lazy to tell the truth of his words, and I will rush to go back to the field."
Save the world, for Yousu himself, perhaps he was holding a sword and chopping down all the three evil gods and calling him to save the world. He never thought about whom he wanted to ask for help, nor did he ask for anything from the saved people.
In the battle of Xiandao, although he saved many people, his subjective intention was just a handful of things. The only person he wanted to save was Ji Xueruo. If that group of people had to choose one of Ji Xueruo, he would not have hesitated at all.
But when he saw the suffering of all living beings, he couldn't help but doubt himself.
Choyan weaves a hazy gauze between the two, and He Shutong suddenly reaches out and strokes his tense spine. You Su trembled lightly, and the tea in the cup ripples appeared, reflecting the candlelight swaying in the eyes of the master's wife:
"So it is the gap between fantasy and reality that makes you feel disillusioned in life?"
You Su was silent for a moment and hesitantly replied, "That's right."
He Shutong shook his head, "No."
You Su was stunned, and He Shutong's lips opened again, "Your hesitation is not because you feel that the future is difficult, but because you are afraid that you will let others down. You don't like to bother others, nor do you like to trouble you. It's not that you are born to like Shu. It is also because of this reason. Less contact with people will make you less troubled by being expected. "
"But once you regard something as your responsibility, you will never refuse. What you are afraid of is never the hardships along the way, you will only worry about whether you have the ability to overcome these hardships. Your real trouble comes from this, so you should not call yourself the person who is looking forward to the evasion, because you have never thought about escaping."
"When I was a teenager, everyone wanted to be a savior, but I didn't know that the name of savior was the most vicious curse to the teenager."
The wind and snow outside the window were rushing, and the carved window paper rustled. You Su suddenly remembered Bai Ze's appearance curled up in his arms to keep warm, and Ajiu's footprints staggering in the snow with his sister on his back. The roars of evil spirits, children's sobs, and ice shattering that were cut off by his sword were gradually silent in the cold fragrance of his master's wife.
He didn't know what to say, so he had to raise a glass of tea. He Shutong bounced his forehead and chuckled as he looked like he was scalded and chuckled: "The cool tea can soak the blood, but it can't destroy the heart. Remember, the world has never lacked people who swung the sword, but what is lacking is the person who dared to look directly at the blood marks on the sword after swinging the sword."
She stretched out her jade finger and pointed it on his heart: "What a sword cultivator cultivates is not in his hand, here, in his cowardice that he dares to show others. For my selfishness, I definitely don't want to see you against the charge of this savior. But if this day really happens, I will want to choose you, which means you are the only one in this world."
Only I can...
The wind chimes suddenly ring together at the corners of the eaves, and You Su felt that what his master's wife said was like a soft sword that penetrated into her mind, cutting away all the gloom.
Since even the master's wife trusts him so much, what reason does he have to doubt himself? "Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't do it. Just have a clear conscience." He Shutong suddenly hugged him in her arms, and the young man's thin shoulder blades hit her heart, like a sharp sword that was not unsheathed.
"Okay, it's up to you, you can rest well and continue your unfinished dream of saving the world."
The last thing that caught You Su's eyes was the snow-colored smile on the corner of Master's lips, as if Youtan, who never withered on the ice field.
…
"Brother!"
Bai Ze's exclamation pierced the chaos, and You Su suddenly opened his eyes. The shuttle was jogging in the blizzard, outside the Xuanjing porthole, the outline of the sacred mountain was like a giant beast's fangs pierced the sky.
"Sit down." He shouted hoarsely, pressing his sword heavily on the control array plate.
The tail of the shuttle exploded with blue light, as if it was cutting through the shooting star in the night. Ajiu and Aying's exclamations mixed with the wind and snow poured into the cabin, while You Su looked at the sacred mountain that was getting closer and closer and suddenly remembered the last words of the master's wife - "No matter whether you are the savior or not, the master's wife will be by your side."
(The end of this chapter)