Chapter 272: Yi Ye's A Touch of Joy (Extra)
"Senior Sister! Here! One for you and Yunshu!"
Little Geng Jihuan held two bunches of rhododendrons in his hands and handed them to the two people in front of him.
One is a senior sister and the other is a junior sister.
She was wearing a bright yellow Confucian dress and a rhododendron hairpin on her head. She looked like a soft and sticky osmanthus cake. When you saw her, you couldn't help but want to hold her in your arms and take a big bite.
Bai Yunshu was only four or five years old at the moment, and he reached out to take the flower in a naive manner.
She observed it first, found it non-toxic, and pinched one and put it in her mouth.
Well, it tastes sour, not very delicious, but not very bad either. It should not be poisonous.
Even if it is poisonous, my master is very powerful and will help me detoxify it.
In the eyes of these few people, Master is the most powerful person in the world.
She is gentle, but mysterious and busy. She is often not seen, and it is always the senior sisters who take care of them. However, when they are really needed, she will show up on time.
Seeing her eat the flower, the senior sister Tao Yiye frowned, walked up and pinched her face.
"How many times have I told you? Don't eat anything carelessly! If something happens to you, how am I going to explain it to Master? Spit it out quickly!"
She is only ten years old, but she acts like a little adult.
Tao Yiye looked at the two balls, one big and one small, and felt an immense headache.
But in order to help her master share his worries, she could only patiently coax Bai Yunshu into spitting out what was in her mouth.
"Junior sister, hurry up! Spit it out! Spit it out and I'll buy you some candy later."
Although it was meant to coax people, it was devoid of emotion and even had a hint of blame in the tone, sounding cold and fierce.
But Bai Yunshu was not afraid of her.
I, your senior sister, always like to act like an adult, but when I encounter setbacks, I still cry secretly occasionally, and I have caught her several times.
Bai Yunshu looked up, swallowed the azalea, and stared at Tao Yiye, saying, "No problem, I'm not dead yet. Don't be so nervous, Senior Sister. I've already eaten it."
After she finished speaking, she opened her mouth for Tao Yiye to see.
Tao Yiye's eyes went dark, but Geng Jihuan was still tirelessly handing flowers to him.
"Big Sister, the little sister has accepted it, why don't you accept it?"
She asked in a baby voice. Tao Yiye looked at the flower and had no intention of taking any further action. Instead, he spoke in a serious tone.
"Did you plant this flower yourself? If not, I won't allow you to do that next time. Most of the things in the sect are planted by our master. Some plants look similar and are poisonous. Second Junior Sister, you have to be careful."
She reminded him, and Geng Jihuan reluctantly withdrew his hand. He looked down at the azalea in his hand and said, "I planted it myself."
She has a strong talent in growing Ganoderma lucidum. The plants that have passed through her hands can grow as soon as they are placed in the soil, which makes everyone envious. They all think that the master has received a congenital medicinal holy body.
"Don't lie. If you lie, I will tell Master."
She reminded Geng Jihuan, looking at the obviously unusual flower in her hand, and didn't believe that her second junior sister could grow it.
Geng Jihuan curled his lips.
"I really planted it. I'll take you to see it!"
As she spoke, she reached out to pull Tao Yiye's hand. Tao Yiye did not stop her, but instead followed her steps and went to the place she mentioned.
She was anxious to prove herself, and Tao Yiye carefully reminded her.
“Walk slowly, don’t rush, and don’t be too hasty in doing things.”
After arriving at the place, Tao Yiye believed it, but still did not accept her flowers.
Tao Yiye said: "Beautiful things should be allowed to grow and be appreciated. If you keep them in your hands, they will eventually wither and lose all their color."
But Geng Jihuan was unconvinced and said, "Really? Senior Sister, I have spiritual power. I can keep her forever fresh and beautiful. Besides, I have many flowers. If this one withers, I can always replace it with another one."
What she said made sense. Tao Yiye stopped talking, and Geng Jihuan's azaleas were never delivered to her.
Senior sister will not accept flowers from anyone.
This is one of the few childhood memories that Geng Jihuan has.
I only remember that day, my senior sister’s hands were very warm.
In the years that followed, no one seemed to have changed much, except that the senior sister spoke less and less.
As a young girl, Tao Yiye was of the old-fashioned type, much more stable than her peers. She always stood behind her master and looked down at the vicissitudes of life and the countless changes in the sect with her.
The master said to her, "Yi Ye, among all my disciples, you are the only one who practices the ruthless way and is the most steady. The master will hand over the sect to you, and you will definitely be able to shoulder this important responsibility."
Tao Yiye lowered his eyes and nodded, saying, "Yiye, I will obey Master's orders. I will protect Xuanying Sect and my fellow apprentice sisters."
In the distance, Geng Jihuan stuck his head out, looked at the two figures, one big and one small, and lowered his eyes, thinking about something.
Senior Sister protects them? Then who will protect Senior Sister?
Tao Yiye kept his promise year after year, and Geng Jihuan saw it all.
There are many words hidden between the years, which sound familiar to people at first sight. When you savor them carefully, they are the innocence of childhood that was blown away by the wind that year.
"Sister, the crabapple blossoms at the mountain gate are red again, and the double-crossing trees at the entrance have sprouted new branches. Let's go out and play together."
"Senior Sister...why are you always so serious and old-fashioned? Smile more. You look best when you smile."
"Senior Sister~ My junior sister and I both know we were wrong and promise not to run around again. Please don't tell Master, okay?"
"Senior sister, senior sister..."
The years passed silently with the calls of "Senior Sister".
When she was young, the girl was passionate and always wanted to go out for a walk and have a look. It was at that moment of excitement that she looked at the thin figure standing under the tree and inevitably had some thoughts in her mind.
Geng Jihuan knew that this was wrong, but if he didn't act impulsively once, how could he be considered young?
So one day under the peach tree, she stopped the figure who had just finished practicing sword and asked the question she had been holding back for a long time.
"Senior Sister... do you have someone you like? Will there ever be someone you like?"
She hoped to seek an opportunity, but was frustrated by the cold look in her eyes.
Tao Yiye put away his sword and looked at her, as if he was puzzled as to why she suddenly asked that.
"No, I won't."
Tao Yiye answered very straightforwardly and decisively.
"Why?"
Geng Jihuan did not give up.
After a hundred years of companionship, she knew too well what he was thinking.
Senior sister, I have been watching you from behind for many years. Did you really not notice anything?
Tao Yiye looked into the distance, without any emotional fluctuations.
"Junior sister, the ruthless way is supreme. You, Master, Junior sister, and even everyone in the Xuanying Sect are very important to me. Please practice well."
She left indifferently. Yu Gengjihuan would always be seen from the perspective and with the responsibility of a senior sister, without any other selfish motives.
Junior sister, you may be ruthless or affectionate, but you don’t belong to anyone.
Geng Jihuan seemed to understand, so he stood behind her, watching the figure walking farther and farther away until it disappeared from his sight.
It doesn't matter, I'll stay behind you.
She watched Tao Yiye manage the Xuanying Sect and help her manage the sect. Everyone said that they had a very good relationship as sisters.
Someone also asked Geng Jihuan quietly.
"You're cultivating the Way of Amorousness. Practicing dual cultivation can help you reach a higher level of spiritual power. With your looks and figure, you'd be a dick without even flirting. Why have you remained single until now?"
Geng Ji laughed but said nothing, but drank a lot of wine alone that night.
People who seem free and easy may not be able to get the love they want.
The path of affection he cultivates is devoted to one person, while the path of ruthlessness he cultivates is limited to family affection.
Fate plays tricks on people, and most of them are filled with regrets. She even witnessed with her own eyes the death of someone she had waited for many years, but she could not blame anyone.
Accompanied by persistence and loneliness, worried because of love, but also able to see through everything clearly.
Senior Sister... I really want to be selfish for once, but I can't. I will love what you love and protect what you want.
During the three months after Tao Yiye's death, she tried countless ways to bring her soul back, trying to find a glimmer of possibility.
She selfishly left her body in the sect, nurtured it with all kinds of rare and precious herbs, and took her hand presumptuously.
That was the most daring thing she could do.
Senior Sister, when I was young, I often wondered what kind of person someone like you would like, and who could be worthy of you? But later I realized that it was just my wishful thinking that had lasted for years. In my heart, you are the bright moon in the sky, out of reach.
Senior sister, I don’t remember when I started to watch you. It might be that day under the sunset, your figure practicing sword particularly attracted my attention, and the afterglow in the sky was overshadowed by you.
Senior sister, I don’t know when it started, but you like to wear red clothes. You said that in this way, even if the master is gone, people will remember you at a glance, and no one can bully Xuan Yingzong, and no one can look down on Xuan Yingzong.
Sister, do you know? Actually, a red dress doesn't suit you. It doesn't suit you at all. But I often think that you look the best in anything you wear, and yet I'm still longing for the green mountain and jade sword under the peach tree.
Senior Sister, you've been so smart your whole life, how come you're so clueless about that one thing? Why are you so stubborn?
Senior sister, I know you did that for me, and for Master’s words that the sect will always have Yun Shu, but that was my disciple, the one she held dear to her heart, the one who pulled her out of the darkness.
Senior sister...I have one more thing to say: I miss you so much.
But you can't hear these words. During the three months I spent guarding your body, I thought a lot.
I am really a useless person. I can't find a way to complete my soul, nor can I find a way to preserve your remaining soul. I can only hold that empty hand and whisper over and over again, "Can you please not leave?"
I am deceiving myself, I know what you can't hear.
When you were by the Forgotten River, did you blame me? Blame me for delaying you for three months, blame me for selfishly keeping your soul and not wanting to let go, guarding an empty shell and expressing my longing for you.
But Sister, if I let go, you will enter the cycle of reincarnation. The world is so vast, where can I find you? If I let go, we may never see each other again...
Senior Sister...
Three months later, Geng Jihuan finally chose to release the remnant soul from his body and send it to the underworld.
That night, she cried for a very long time, but the next day she sat in the sect leader's seat as if nothing had happened, looking at the empty hall.
Now, Geng Jihuan looked at the lotus pod, reached out to touch it, and prayed silently in his heart.
It’s been eight hundred years... Senior Sister, the flowers of Xunyin Lotus have withered, and the lotus pods have been growing for two hundred years. When will you return?
Geng Jihuan spent five hundred years making the Xunyin lotus bloom and bear fruit. The lotus pods have been there for two hundred years, but she still hasn't waited for anyone.
During these two hundred years, the lotus pods remained green. Instead of waiting for humans, they waited for many small animals.
There were butterflies fluttering around and standing on the flowers in her hairpin, there were small snakes that appeared from nowhere and hovered above the lotus leaves, there were also dragonflies, squirrels, and fish leaping on the lotus flowers... but there were no people.
She suspected that the feng shui of Xuanying Sect was not very good, so she simply found a remote courtyard in the human world, moved the lotus down, guarded the lotus, and waited for the right person.
She also planted peach trees in the small courtyard, and occasionally she would practice swordplay and drink wine under the peach trees. She lived a very comfortable life.
After all, Xuan Yingzong now has Nan Lezhi's daughter Nan Huanyan to help look after her, and she often comes to the small courtyard to slack off under the pretext of seclusion.
But she has to go out these few days.
Geng Jihuan sighed, glanced at Lianpeng, and then started talking to Lianpeng.
"I'm going out for a few days, so you just stay here and be a good boy..."
She spoke as if she was coaxing a child, and the lotus pods swayed in the wind, as if nodding to her.
Since Emperor Xuanyingzong had guests, she had to go back eventually. She had waited for two hundred years, so a day or two wouldn't make a difference.
After she finished speaking, she left, planning to return in three days.
Things were going smoothly, but when she came back, she found that the courtyard was opened a crack.
Geng Jihuan was wondering at the time, who would come here when it is so remote?
She thought about it and stepped into the yard.
Everywhere you look, the courtyard is filled with red clouds. It is March, and when the wind blows, the peach petals on the trees swirl and fall, forming a thick layer on the ground. The petals on the ground are picked up by the wind and dance in the air, which is magnificent.
The scenery was charming, but Geng Jihuan had no mood to appreciate it now.
Because under the largest peach tree in his yard, there was a girl in red lying.
The girl's clothes were a little tattered, and there were scars and dirt on her face. She was taking a nap leaning against a peach tree, and next to her was a broken lotus shell.
Geng Jiwei's mind was suddenly filled with question marks.
The lotus pods he had been cultivating for eight hundred years were eaten just like that? This little thief even slept in his own yard with such arrogance!
She walked up quickly and stood in front of the girl, then squatted down and stared at the girl in front of her with narrowed eyes.
This face shape... seems familiar.
A hint of anticipation and ripples suddenly arose in Geng Jihuan's heart.
Something's wrong... Is it her? Is she back?
She waved her hand and removed the filth from the girl's face.
When he saw it clearly, Geng Jihuan's heart skipped a beat and he froze in place.
Even with her eyes closed, the girl's unique arrogance was clearly visible, her red clothes and stunning eyes were a little sharp.
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