Chapter 275 The Master and Disciple's Shared Love
Things turned out just as Lin Zhi had expected, something happened in Yuan Zhi's family.
They were safe when they transported the darts there, but encountered bandits on their way back.
Yongzhou is not near the sea, and many people in the escort agency are not good at swimming. With the boat burned and stabbed and shot by arrows, falling into the water would basically mean death.
Not only were all the property looted, but Yuan's parents and uncles all died in their efforts to protect Yuan Zhi.
Yuan Zhi escaped back alone in an injured state and became silent.
Without escorts, the escort agency will naturally not be able to continue operating.
Yuan Zhi sold his house and land, and used the money as pension to distribute to the escort's family.
Fortunately, he had helped Lin Zhi buy this rental house before, so she was not left without a place to stay.
Overnight, everything he had was gone.
His health also deteriorated and he would occasionally cough violently.
The dusk shone on the bricks and tiles, giving them a soft golden glow.
Lin Zhi heard familiar footsteps at the door. When someone came in, he handed him a wet towel and asked him to wipe his hands.
"What does the doctor say?"
"It's just a cough caused by the cooler weather. Don't worry too much. It will get better after a while."
Yuan Zhi responded calmly and washed the handkerchief and hung it out to dry.
"How can I not worry?"
Lin Zhi's calm eyes showed some disapproval, and she was helped to a chair by her lover.
As usual, the young man massaged his paralyzed right hand with a very meticulous technique, not missing a single acupoint that needed to be taken care of.
At night, the hand is soaked in hot water and pressed again.
Lin Zhi's hands were inconvenient, so Yuan Zhi stood behind him and wiped his back.
Lin Zhi tilted her head slightly: "Why don't you want to take a shower with me?"
The person standing in front of the bathtub stiffened slightly when he heard that. His shadow lengthened in the candlelight, making him look even taller.
The black-haired, fair-skinned young man soaking in the hot water had his skin lightly pink due to the water temperature. His gray, dull, and slightly empty eyes were lifeless, and he looked at his somewhat distant lover with doubt.
The boy replied in a hoarse voice: "Your hands are inconvenient."
"That's why I need your care even more."
Lin Zhi looked up at him with a smile, which was soft and light as if soaked in water, and exuded a sense of charm.
It was a temptation that was hard to resist, and in the end the bathtub, which could accommodate two adult men, finally played its due role.
"You'd better go get some medicine tomorrow. Your body has become so cold."
After coming back this time, the young man who originally had a hot body seemed to have suffered a serious illness and could never recover. The temperature of his whole body was very low. Sometimes when he touched it, it felt like he was touching snow.
The boy's body subconsciously tensed up and he responded softly.
Lin Zhi naturally led the person's hand to her body, but the movements of the lovers who had obviously made love with each other many times were a bit stiff and awkward, which seemed unnatural.
"Azhi, what's wrong with you?"
I don’t know if it was the gentle call that brought him back to his senses, or if it was the words and attitude that stimulated him, but the unnatural feeling of the large palm touching him instantly disappeared.
But it was different from usual. Yuan Zhi's style was most straightforward and bold, but now he was particularly gentle and soothing, controlling the frequency, making people drown in that gentle and lingering feeling.
The young man leaned over and kissed Lin Zhi's lips. If the beautiful blind young man in front of him could see, he would naturally notice that his lover's usually dark eyes were as light as glass under the light.
The next morning, Lin Zhi had his sore body rubbed and was helped to put on his clothes. His right hand was not convenient now, so his lover always took extra care of him.
Yuan Zhi is going to see if there are any jobs available in the city today. Although he still has some wealth, he still has to plan for the future.
"I'll wait for you at home."
Lin Zhi used her left hand to help her lover tidy up his clothes, then raised her head and kissed his chin.
The person in front of me tried to hold back, but after taking a few steps, he couldn't help but turn back, gently pinched his chin and kissed him.
He didn't turn around and leave until the tip of his tongue became even redder.
01 only peeked out after the target walked away.
[Host, do you think he is the main body or the soul? 】
The day Yuan Zhi came back, 01 frightenedly unfolded the map in Lin Zhi's mind.
The one who came back was Yuan Zhi, but also not him.
One black and one red coordinate point completely overlapped and appeared in front of Lin Zhi.
01At that time, I thought the two people were about to merge, but then I found out that it was not the case.
Lin Zhi smiled and did not answer the system's question.
The answer seemed obvious to him, and the situation was beyond his expectations.
Lin Zhi didn't expect Ting Yan to come. It shouldn't have happened, but what if something happened to Yuan Zhi?
In a sense, Yuan Zhi is not an independent person.
He is a separated soul, using some kind of carrier as a body.
Lin Zhi didn't know what happened during the training, but he quickly decided to take advantage of the situation.
He overturned his previous plan and thought of a better way to promote the integration of Tingyan and Yuanzhi.
He was able to make up his mind quickly because of the coordinates shown to him by 01. The black and red colors overlapped, indicating that Yuan Zhi was with Ting Yan and did not stay outside because of the accident.
He could only be sure that the body belonged to Yuan Zhi, or rather, it was Yuan Zhi that was created by the Nightmare Beast. 01 was able to follow him in here because he was bound to his soul. Ting Yan and Yuan Zhi were originally the same soul, so it was very likely that Ting Yan had come here as well.
Lin Zhi had a vague picture of what happened in his mind. He was very curious about what happened. He would ask, but not now.
The sunshine in autumn and winter is not scorching, and it does not make people feel bored when it shines on them. Instead, it feels warm.
Yuan Zhi, or Ting Yan, walked slowly in the human world he had never seen before, quietly feeling the breath of fireworks and sorting out his thoughts.
He closed his eyes slightly and could see his soul sleeping in this body.
Tingyan thought in his heart and looked up at the sky.
What seems like a clear blue sky to people from Yongzhou is a smoky purple in his eyes.
As a creature of chance without wisdom, the Nightmare Beast did not consider who it swallowed in the dream, nor did it care whether they could comprehend it. Therefore, it did not notice that it had swallowed a remnant soul this time and had arranged a disaster that would lead to the destruction of a family.
Although Yuan Zhi was the emotional soul that was separated from him, and even though he had no memory of his past, he was still a part of him when he was enduring the past.
He watched helplessly as his loved ones became victims of the sword. Life is so vivid, but death can happen in an instant.
Yuan Zhi, who had no memories and had forgotten that he was just a split soul, and Yuan Zhi, who had forgotten that he was a disciple of Guiyi Sect, had a desire to take revenge at all costs at that moment, and made the same choice as him.
In other words, they are the same person and will naturally react in the same way.
The present in the dream overlapped with the real past. He was originally in Wujian Mountain, but when he opened his eyes he was here.
As a cultivator who had reached the great perfection of the Spirit Severing Stage, even if he fell into the nightmare beast's dream, he could still retain some spiritual power. He turned around and slaughtered all the bandits before returning.
Ting Yan knew that Lin Zhi was also in this trial, so he was very hesitant about whether to wake Lin Zhi up in this way.
He was worried that it would backfire and not only would it fail to help Lin Zhi consolidate his faith, but it would harm him instead.
After all, Lin Zhi's path of cultivation was not smooth. Being entangled in the curses of the Hehuan Sect was troublesome in itself. If these became his inner demons in the future, it would probably be very dangerous.
But when he stood in front of the courtyard, looking at the natural intimacy between the young man and him, it seemed that there was no need to hesitate too much.
Without the identity of disciples of Guiyi Sect, they became one of the countless living beings in the world. In this courtyard, the two of them were each other's family.
It is a feeling that goes far beyond simple love, and they will live their whole lives like this.
But these are not his, but they should have been his.
He should have been standing in front of Lin Zhi, listening to him say such words for the rest of his life.
How could a blind young man know that the lover he was thinking about, kissing and sleeping with, was not his sweetheart.
It was the same in the past. Lin Zhi called him uncle master in front of him, but called him Azhi affectionately in front of his soul.
Ting Yan covered his lips and coughed for a while. The spiritual power he used before did not conform to the rules in the dream, which caused his internal organs to be damaged even more seriously.
Ting Yan took a look at the soul sleeping in his body, put down his hands and calmed his breathing, his light-colored eyes showing peace.
He knew in his heart that forcibly merging the two souls would be of no help.
We will have to wait and see what happens in the future. What is important right now is Lin Zhi's health. He has suffered misfortune but remains calm, so it should not be too difficult for him to attain enlightenment.
Tingyan walked around the city and returned home with the medicine.
His voice was very soft, and even though a blind person's hearing would be more acute, Lin Zhi did not notice his movement.
He was still sitting on the recliner that Tingyan had made for him under the tree in the courtyard, and the whole body was silent.
There is neither sadness nor joy, and even a sense of indifference, laziness and emptiness.
Tingyan deliberately made some noises, and when he saw Lin Zhi's expression immediately brightened up, his brows softened unconsciously.
"Azhi, you're back."
The young man stood up with the help of the recliner. Even though he couldn't see, he could accurately sense the location of his lover.
"Well, I got the medicine from the doctor. The ones at home are almost gone. There's fresh fish at the market today, so we'll have fish soup tonight."
Tingyan doesn't talk much, but in order to make himself more like Yuanzhi, he would pick out these words to say more, and he found that they were actually quite good and made him feel real.
"good."
The young man smiled, stretched out his still-movable left hand, touched the boy's slightly cold palm, and gently shook hands with him.
Tingyan helped him into the kitchen and let him warm himself by the firewood.
The immortal who had defeated his enemies with one sword on Mount Wujian never thought that one day he would turn the cold snow between his brows into spring water in the mundane world.
But in this coveted warmth, there are always moments that blow away the falsehood, like cold arrows that pierce people from time to time, or like thorns in the bones, making people unbearable from time to time.
"Ah Zhi... too... um..."
Azhi.
Azhi.
Ting Yan unconsciously tightened his grip on Lin Zhi's wrist, and at a certain moment he wanted to cover the young man's lips.
But if you do that, isn't it a complete act of forcibly occupying someone else's wife?
But he should have been his wife. From the very beginning, he was the one who should have been the one.
He remembered how the young man called him "Uncle Master" when he was enduring pain, and that the young man had never called him by his name. Naturally, given their identities, how could Lin Zhi do that?
He kissed away Lin Zhi's tears and whispered, "You can call me Tingyan from now on."
"...Ting Yan?"
The young man's voice was filled with confusion, and he didn't know why his lover suddenly said that.
"This is the courtesy name my parents planned to give me when I come of age."
How could the young man realize the despicable soul that had replaced the body and soul of his lover whom he had been living with day and night? He could only feel sad that he had lost his loved one forever before he even reached the age of adulthood.
"Tingyan... um..."
The young man never thought that he had just called out his lover's courtesy name when his tone was shattered by the sudden attack.
When people call someone by their given name, it's bound to sound subtly incongruous to those who know the truth.
Lin Zhi chuckled in his heart. Did the Sword Master, who originally wanted to overcome his emotional tribulation through the somewhat utilitarian and arrogant method of splitting his soul, ever think that one day his name would have to be hidden under the name of the split soul that he thought was a tool?
One can only obtain a little self-deceiving pleasure from the mouth of one's lover in this secret and shady way.
It's just a sugar-coated medicine. After tasting the sweetness on the outside, you will only feel more painful about the bitter core.
If it weren't for the inappropriate status now, Lin Zhi would really want to say with a smile, "Uncle Master, you are not resigned."
Now, do you understand what love disaster is?
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