Chapter 675 Extra Yellow Pineapple
"I was chasing him back then, not because of rumors." The shadow of the jade slip appeared in the palm of the sect master Xu's hand, "but his heart has become a nightmare."
Shen Dinghai and Shen Zhichen seemed to be able to see the situation when the sect leader handed over the jade sign to Huang Song many years ago:
The young Huang Song knelt in the pine forest, the leader of the plain clothes stood in front of him, and countless green pine needles hung on the branches.
A cold face and harsh words cannot stop the young man's heart from beating violently in his chest, longing, yearning, and admiration.
All kinds of emotions are mixed together and gradually deteriorate with time.
The only thing that remains unchanged is the sect leader.
The young Huang Song leaned beside the big tree, his eyes were dim and unclear. He used a little force in his hand, and the pine needle penetrated three parts of his skin.
"He regards respect as love, and regards dependence as love." The sect leader raised his hand, and Huang Song's letter to her in Jingzhe for countless years burned at the same time, and the blazing fire illuminated Shen Dinghai and Shen Zhichen's faces.
"I wanted to destroy his jade plaque and cut off his master-apprenticeship."
The sect leader's figure seemed to remember the past and his body shook.
The red tongue of flame suddenly turned into a dark blue, reflecting the scene of Huang Song slaughtering the Chengtian Sect on a rainy night many years ago.
He carried the head of the elder of the Discipline Hall with the tip of his sword. The sword mercilessly took the lives of his fellow disciples, but when he saw the empty former residence of the sect leader, he let the heavy rain wash away his face.
Shen Zhichen was shocked, and Shen Dinghai slowly shook his head, expressing emotion.
"So, because your sect leader, your remnant soul has been living in the jade plaque, do you also feel it when Huang Song slaughtered the Chengtian Sect?"
The sect leader closed his eyes, "If it weren't for this, how could I change this scene?"
In the dark blue flame, Huang Song had no expression when he killed someone, and was heartbroken when facing the former residence of the sect leader.
It is so disconnected from the front and back that even if you witness it with your own eyes, it is hard to believe that this is the same person.
Shen Dinghai sighed and solemnly placed half of the jade plaque on the ice coffin: "You hope that the pain of the destruction of the jade plaque and the pain of the expelled mountain gate can make him awake, but he didn't know that some people are willing to feed on the pain."
The sect leader stood in front of the ice coffin and lowered his eyes. His plain face couldn't see clearly. She said for a while: "He has never understood the truth that you understand, so ridiculous..."
Shen Dinghai didn't care about offense and asked, "So, you died..."
"Self-responsibility." The phantom flashed in the cold stone chamber. The spells were not left for much time, but the sect leader's expression was not at all turbulent, and he seemed to have no concern about his last bit of consciousness disappearing from this world from then on.
"Wasn't Huang Song killed the wrong person?" Shen Zhichen said shocked.
"Yes, the soul of Chengtian Sect who died under his sword is so innocent."
Shen Dinghai relaxed his body tense because of surprise, "...but why?"
The sect leader gently stroked the ice coffin until he stroked the half-breaking jade plaque.
"Because I figured it out."
"Think it through?" Shen Zhichen said in confusion: "If you figure it out, do you want to die?"
The master of the sect nodded, "This is a very important question."
"When you live in the world with your body, why do you live and why do you die."
"When I came, I was vague and uncontrollable. I went to the master to understand it, and I couldn't understand it until I adopted Huang Song, so..."
Shen Dinghai naturally followed up, "So you began to understand why you died."
The master of the sect nodded slightly.
Shen Zhichen spoke cautiously, "Did you realize it?"
"Never." The phantom shook his head gently and said the next second, "Until Huang Song was exposed by the elders of the Precepts Hall that he loved me."
Judging from the sect leader's expression, Shen Dinghai knew that Huang Song's relationship was completely wishful thinking.
"I didn't know why I lived. After adopting Huang Song, I took raising him as a top priority over time. But with so much effort, the final response he gave me was..." The woman pulled the corners of her mouth.
"How failed this master of this seat."
Shen Zhichen looked at Shen Dinghai in confusion and found that his second uncle had the same confusion as him in his eyes.
"You have a strong cultivation level and are the head of Chengtian Sect. Do you even feel like you have lived for some reason? I always thought that you had accepted Huang Song as a disciple, but you did not think that... you actually regard raising him as your top priority..."
"This is really unexpected."
"Will you know why you live with a strong cultivation and an unusual identity?" The woman smiled, "Actually, I have never figured out this." "Sometimes I feel like a hollow doll, and what I know is not based on my original wish."
"What about Chengtian Sect? As the leader of the Chengtian Sect, isn't it good to regard the construction sect as a goal?"
The sect leader shook his head, "The Chengtian Sect doesn't need me, at least I no longer need me when I decided to slaughter himself. This is also the reason why I decided to slaughter himself."
Shen Dinghai stopped asking questions, but only touched Shen Zhichen's head with comfort.
"Did you see it? Even people who are as powerful as the leader of the sect will have an existential crisis."
"Chen'er, no matter how confused you are in the future, don't be discouraged, because it is normal to feel at a loss. You must believe that there will be a day when the clouds will clear up."
Shen Zhichen focused his head, but the phantom of the sect leader was stunned for a long time.
"I would have liked someone to say this to me in the past..."
The remnant soul sighed a long time, then showed a relieved smile, which turned into a gentle mist and disappeared.
In the hazy moment, Shen Dinghai and Shen Zhichen seemed to be able to hear the clear sound of the young man reading from the depths of the clouds and mist in Huangshan Mountain in the distance.
"The pines and cypresses in Huangshan Mountain should be shining with frost and pride of snow."
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Shen Zhichen was young, and after this incident, he couldn't help but look at Shen Dinghai with sigh.
"Mr. Huang Song... really disappointed the sect leader's intention of cultivating..."
Shen Dinghai was also filled with emotion. He wrapped a broken half-jade plaque in a silk hand, and in the trembling and buzzing of the stone chamber, he held Shen Zhichen's hand and walked back into the misty rain in the mountains.
Shen Zhichen was curious, "The master's spell can only take effect once, which means there is no residual soul of the master in the jade tablet. Is it useful to hold this jade tablet?"
Shen Dinghai shook his head, "I just don't know how to deal with this jade tablet."
The clear blue color seems to be soaked in the misty rain with a layer of luster.
"Behind this are the two lives of the sect leader and Huang Song, as well as the disciples of the Chengtian Sect who died under Huang Song's sword."
"The story starts with this jade token. Now the entire Chengtian Sect has withered. Even though this jade token is broken, it still exists, making people sigh that life is fleeting and flowers are hard to bloom again."
Shen Zhichen stared at Shen Dinghai for a while, and suddenly laughed.
"After Aunt Ranran left, second uncle, your literary talent is getting better and better day by day, and you speak in a very sensible manner. In the past, you, second uncle, never so literary."
Shen Dinghai laughed when he heard this. Now he will no longer be sad because of Ranran's departure. He just misses her many times.
Just like this, he personally explored Huang Song and the sect leader's past, and the person he wanted to share with him the most was her.
What a pity...
Shen Zhichen suddenly spoke, "I know what to do with this jade tablet!"
"How?"
"It is definitely inappropriate to take it away. This is not our object." Shen Zhichen's eyes lit up and he took the jade token from Shen Dinghai's hand. "Where is coming from, where is the best place to go!"
Shen Dinghai had not had time to tell the problem, such as all the people related to jade plaques passed away, how can he go back and forth?
The next second, he saw Shen Zhichen jump up and threw the jade plaque with the red rope onto the pine branches.
The red rope was hung by pine branches covered with pine needles, and half of the jade plaque shook gently in the mist and rain.
All the questions in Shen Dinghai's heart no longer existed. He looked at the jade tablet with a hint of relief at the corner of his lips.
"In this way, where did you really come from and where you go back."
"Let this jade plaque stay with the ruins of the Chengtian School forever..."
The rain gradually became heavier until it turned into a torrential rain, rushing the former site of Chengtian School into a turbid quagmire.
Shen Dinghai led Shen Zhichen to stand on the path, where the sect leader Huang Song and many Chengtian Sect sect members had also stepped on, gently closing their eyes.
The sound of pine waves passed through decades, and he seemed to see the boy kneeling in the heavy rain practicing, repenting, and collapse.
Some mistakes are written in the first stroke, but later generations need to circle them with cinnabar to alert the world.
Shen Dinghai pulled Shen Zhichen and turned away, thinking:
It seemed that everything Ranran had assigned him had been done, and only the last one was left.