My enemies became my companions

Chapter 606: Supporting the bed with one hand (three-in-one extra chapter)

The little fox was casually placed on the chaise longue by Zhou Yitang. Not long after she swore that she would not let anyone in, she was knocked unconscious. No matter how much power the little housekeeper had, she was just a powerless little fox. Chen Yi sighed for a moment, and when he met Zhou Yitang's gaze, he felt that he could not protect himself.

The one-armed woman remained calm, glanced from head to toe, and said calmly, "It's much better now."

Not sure if it was an illusion, Chen Yi felt that her eyes were a little strange, but he couldn't confirm it, so he sighed and said, "I don't know how many meridians are broken, and it hurts to turn around. I'm like a leaky ball, my luck is not going up, and I don't know how much my martial arts realm has been lost. If this is called good, then I have never had it so good."

After hearing her disciple's complaints, she simply said, "It can be cured."

Chen Yi was speechless for a moment, and all the bitterness in his heart came out. He pretended to be miserable and pitiful, but only got two words in return. If the little fox heard what he said, he would probably ask for whatever he wanted for the next one or two years.

Under the light, she sneered back.

Chen Yi let out a breath, but didn't say anything. He just straightened his body and asked:
"How's it going outside?"

"Fortunately, everything is normal."

"Your words are confusing to others, it's always like this," Chen Yi paused and added, "I just want to ask about Longhu Mountain."

"You don't care."

"..." This sentence almost made Chen Yi angry. After a while, he said, "I just want to say a few more words to my good master, is that not okay?"

Zhou Yitang glanced at him and said, "Okay."

"and then?"

"...Blind Arrow is dead, the matter of Longhu Mountain is over, there is no need for Taisha Sword, you can recover here, and you can get it back soon, and those evil immortals in the sky... have also been wiped out, the south can be stable for a while, you can ask the Heavenly Master for details."

As he spoke, Zhou Yitang looked at Chen Yi's wounded body again, his tone of voice unchanged.

"Even if your wound is healed, the root of the disease is still there. You can go back to Yinjian Mountain to recuperate."

“…No.” Chen Yi refused.

The light cast the shadow of the one-armed woman's profile on the wall, and her eyebrows moved.
"Why?"

"Why is that? Broken meridians are not a terminal illness. We can find some natural treasures and use some secret methods to repair them. Fortunately, I heard that the Dark God Cult has them."

The teachings of the Light and Dark Religion view the human body as a cage that traps the pure soul, so there are many secret methods in the religion to transform and even reshape the body. Zhu'e's miraculous disguise technique came from this. When Chen Yi was being intimate with the princess, he had heard many secrets of the religion.

The one-armed woman hesitated for a moment and then said:

"it is good."

"I'm going to Southern Xinjiang not only to repair my meridians, but also to visit Zhu E and Qin Qingluo. I may not come back for a long time."

"Alright."

"By the way, I have a child there, and I have to go take a good look at him. This is my first time being a father."

"…fine."

The one-armed woman paused for a moment before speaking slowly.

Chen Yi confirmed something from it, and then looked again. It was the fifth time that she glanced at him. In order to avoid it, she looked from top to bottom.

He then smiled and said, "...Zhou Yitang, why aren't you anxious at all?
She replied coldly: "Are you anxious?"

"Yes, I am anxious. I am anxious to heal my wounds, anxious to get better quickly so I can deal with you, and anxious to return to Yinjian Mountain to respect my teacher. Oh, and I am also anxious to ask you about the sword, right..."

As Chen Yi continued to speak in a sarcastic tone, Zhou Yitang's expression became increasingly gloomy. He paused for a moment, then sighed and said:

"Zhou Yitang, you asked me to go back to Yinjian Mountain not because you really wanted me to heal my wounds, but because you still wanted to ask about the sword, right?"

The one-armed woman did not deny it, but said:
"You have something you want to ask me, don't you?"

The candlelight flickered for a moment, and there was a crackling sound as the wax dripped onto the lampstand, and suddenly there was sound and then silence.

Along the way, they both had things they wanted to ask each other, but every time they met, whether it was fate or human nature, they would avoid each other. She had questions, and so did he. She asked about the sword, and he asked about childish things.

After Chen Yi pondered for a long time, he said softly: "Tongxuan is not in you, but you... came here, so does that mean... you have that kind of obsession with husband and wife in your heart."

"So what? They are just a couple." She paused and added, "Even humans have feelings for dead things, let alone humans?"

Chen Yi raised his eyebrows and looked at her, then said softly, "You have changed a little bit. Your tone is not like before when you were teaching a disciple."

Zhou Yitang hesitated for a moment. This was undeniable and there was no way to deny that he could always notice her abnormality from the slightest details.

Chen Yi then said, "Oh, is it because Tongxuan is gone? She is in my heart. Do you want me to call her out and bring her back to you?"

Zhou Yitang suddenly raised his eyes.

“…She’s still here?”

There was a rare look of surprise on her face, her thin lips moved, and she seemed to want to say something but stopped herself.

Then, she saw Chen Yi propping up half of his body with all his strength. Even though his whole body was in pain, he still shamelessly said:
"There is no such thing as a free lunch in this world. If Master wants to see her, you must help me practice sword skills first."

Zhou Yitang glanced at him with disgust.

Chen Yi looked innocent.

She asked coldly: "What do you want?"

Chen Yi deliberately remained silent.

"Now?" Zhou Yitang glanced at him again.

Chen Yi swallowed for her.

"You are still injured." She said again coldly.

Chen Yi took a deep breath for her.

"That's all." She whispered.

Chen Yi sighed deeply for her.

Zhou Yitang turned his head, his eyes like knives, and asked, "Is it fun?"

Chen Yi twisted his shoulders and said with a smile: "It's just to help you complete your psychological activities."

When she spoke, her tone of voice was often flat, and it had been like this since her previous life. After they became husband and wife, the uninhibited Chen Yi would occasionally tease her like this, because he was stronger than her at that time, so he could be so intimate with her.

And now, unknowingly, it was the same, as if they had returned to yesterday, a long time ago.

In this way, there is no need to pretend to be strangers, no need to avoid talking about it, and the first time for the two of them in this life does not have to be so formal, they can just go back to yesterday.

Chen Yi shrugged and said, "It's a little difficult for me to get what I want in my current state."

Zhou Yitang laughed and said, "Why not?"

For the first time in a long time, Chen Yi's face turned pale with fright, and he even felt a little phantom pain. You have to know that he was seriously injured, while his master had returned to the peak state.

Fortunately, Zhou Yitang, as a teacher, still said: "Go to the lake of your heart."

Chen Yi's eyes lit up. This is indeed possible. A person has three bodies: the physical body, the qi body, and the spirit body. The three bodies combine to form the flesh body. Let's not talk about the qi body for now. Roughly speaking, the physical body is the external body, which is the mortal body that people see with their naked eyes, and the spirit body is the three souls and seven spirits. For practitioners, taking one of the bodies as the main one can condense that body into substance, while for non-practitioners, naturally only the physical body as the external body is substantial. Only through acquired practice can the other bodies be condensed into substance.

To put it more simply, with his current level of cultivation and Taoism, he has long been able to mobilize his three bodies at will and enter the lake of his heart. They are no longer illusory souls, but have substance.

Chen Yi smiled and said, "Let's go."

Now that I have said this, what are you waiting for?
…………

Even though it was not the first time that Zhou Yitang visited Chen Yi's heart lake, when he landed, he was still stunned.

In front of me is Cangwu Peak.

The straight firs stretch toward the sky, the outline of the mountains is exactly the same as in my memory, and there are endless waves of smoke in the distance.

The shadowy obsessions that he had previously accommodated were wandering on Cangwu Peak. They did not drain the lake of the heart to the limit. On the contrary, guided by the unconscious sword intent, they were building this place bit by bit.

This place is so similar to the lake in her heart, except that it is much more lively and full, and closer to the Cangwu Peak in reality.

Chen Yi was also slightly surprised, but not confused. Before he left, he saw those obsessed people building this place, but he did not expect that in such a short time, this familiar Cangwu Peak would rise from the ground.

After coming to his senses, Zhou Yitang slowly walked down the mountain path and suddenly asked:

"Where is she?"

"Do you really want to find her so that you can continue to be my master with peace of mind?" Chen Yi pointed out.

"It's better than being married to you." She replied indifferently.

As soon as the words fell, Chen Yi should have been choked speechless, but Zhou Yitang turned his head suddenly, only to find that he was gone.

Where have the people gone?
The moonlight floated over the mountains, the sound of the wind was faint, and the Cangwu Peak was lined with fir trees. Chen Yi was nowhere to be found, and Zhou Yitong was confused for a moment.

I don’t know how long it took, the branches and leaves swayed, and in an instant, I felt a breath on my neck, and he actually hugged her from behind.

Zhou Yitang was stunned for a moment. He was seriously injured in reality, so much so that she forgot that this was in his heart and he was the master of this place.

Chen Yi hugged her tightly, sniffed her hair, and said with a smile: "Come."

Faced with this sudden offense, Zhou Yitang wanted to turn around and strike with her hand as a sword, but when the sword was about to fall, he caught her wrist in a dangerous position. He then stuffed a peony flower in full bloom into her hand.

The one-armed woman was silent for a moment.

She only had one hand and could not refuse this peony flower.

Zhou Yitang glanced at the flowers, not caring at all. She knew what Chen Yi wanted to do, but he just wanted to open his heart. They had known each other for a long time, so why bother with such a unnecessary move?
She replied calmly: "Come."

Chen Yi held her hand tightly, and went into the house, turning on the light to shine on their faces.

She is beyond reproachfully beautiful.

Zhou Yitang did not look back or avoid his gaze, and did not hide from his hands. The light shone on her only arm like a glittering frost column. She stood like a sculpture, and a lonely figure emerged in Chen Yi's eyes.

It was like when we first met on the mountain, crossing the long mountain path, looking up and seeing a lonely woman behind the fir trees.

The smoke vanishes, the clouds dissipate, the mountains are forever silent,

Under the fir trees that pierce the sky lies the silent obsession of two lifetimes.

The mountains, the vines, and the woman, seem to be living alone in this world.

He had an urge to trample on this loneliness, to tear it to pieces in a brutal manner.

She stared at him without saying a word, not yielding to him, but looking down at him as always. He was close to her, but her gaze seemed to push him away.

"Don't you miss it?" he asked.

"I miss it, but I don't care," she said.

Until this moment, the two are still entangled.

The mottled moon shadows, the fir trees floating like clouds outside the window, the mountains connecting to the sky, the one-armed woman seemed to blend into these cold scenes, still so inhuman. Chen Yi knew how to deal with it, brushing past inch by inch.

If you want to know when it is going to rain, listen to the sound of your sword.

then,

The coast was covered with dark gray soil, and lead-gray waves licked the shore, making a sound like a puppy drinking water.

For a long time, for a long time,
"Front or back?"

She glared at Chen Yi and said coldly:
"Hurry up."

Chen Yi just didn't hurry up and teased

"The first time in the previous life was on the front, so in this life, will the back kill you?"

"random."

"That's what you said, support yourself with one hand."

As he spoke, Chen Yi supported her shoulder with one hand and gently stroked the bowl-sized scar with the other hand.

A sudden groan of pain was heard in the silent room.

The lamp suddenly stopped moving, the candle flame froze, and there was only the hot and moist silence.

Yes, Zhou Yitang thought, even if they were like fire and water in the previous life, and were enemies like dirt, in this silent night, the loneliness of the two could be communicated to each other.

It seems like there is nothing around, nothing left.
So we came to the eternal nothingness, where there was nothing left but us looking at each other, you looking at me and I looking at you.

………………

The next day arrived in a flash.

Zhou Yitang opened his eyes and turned around subconsciously, but saw nothing. The place was empty and his figure was nowhere to be seen.

This made the one-armed woman uncomfortable, because in the past, it was always her, not Chen Yi, who disappeared suddenly like this.

The candle had long burned out. She changed her clothes alone and pushed the door open. The hazy mist hit her face and moved across the mountains.

There was no one around and no trace of him. Zhou Yitang wanted to ask something, but he couldn't find him again.

The road was gray and wet. Zhou Yitang felt a little tired from yesterday and his body ached, but he didn't say anything.

Occasionally, you can see the familiar scenes of Cangwu Peak along the way: the school, the small building, the futon on the top of the cliff, the dense kudzu vines on the edge of the cliff, and the sea of ​​peony flowers, all of which are shrouded in a layer of fog and cannot be seen clearly.

Zhou Yitang was alone, walking slowly.

In the distance, on the hazy cliff top, there was a figure standing, as if calling her over.

"you're awake?"

When Zhou Yitang arrived there, Chen Yi asked this.

"You ask even though you know the answer." she said.

Chen Yi smiled softly and put his arm around her shoulders. They finally got together last night and he had a lot of feelings at that time, but now he had no words to say.

There is only deep silence.

After a long time, Zhou Yitang suddenly said, "Are you satisfied?"

She was not asking a question but stating it. She knew him well enough to be sure of it.

Chen Yi smiled when he heard this and said, "That's fine."

He was not looking at her, but looking into the distance. Zhou Yitang followed his gaze and recalled the time when he was possessed by the devil, so she asked, "Is this your world?"

"You ask even though you already know the answer." Chen Yi also replied in the same way.

“…too small.” She said, “Your world may not be bigger than my sword.”

The one-armed woman seemed to be stating something, but also provoking, in order to teach Chen Yi to draw his sword. The two of them asked each other about the sword, asking for the truth. It was hard to imagine that Chen Yi had asked her about the sword before, but now it was Zhou Yitang who had asked him about the sword.

In the fog, Chen Yi did not move, but asked: "So, where is your sword?"

"Heaven and earth." She said as a matter of course.

"Which world?"

"It's not here anyway." The one-armed woman sneered. She denied Chen Yi's sword from the bottom of her heart.

"Yes, it's not here." Chen Yi nodded and said, "Then draw your sword."

After she finished speaking, Zhou Yitang turned around abruptly. She wanted to draw her sword, but found that she couldn't muster any sword intent at all. The sword energy and even the sword itself were nowhere to be seen at this moment.

The sword that she regarded as her life was not here at the moment, not in this world.

If that’s the case, how can we even draw our swords?

"Your sword is not here,"

Chen Yi raised his hand and pointed to the vast and boundless sky.

"But my sword is this world."

The one-armed woman was in a daze.

After a long time, she came back to her senses, her eyes regained clarity, and she said calmly, "You win."

This sword-chasing contest ended silently. Perhaps because she had seen Chen Yi's shocking obsession before, it was easier for her to utter these three words than she had imagined.

Chen Yi then smiled and said, "Since you asked what you wanted to ask, I also have something I want to ask."

He always wanted to ask Zhou Yitang whether he had ever had that kind of obsession in his heart that was not cold and hard, but something that was invisible and intangible, and seemed childish when mentioned.

Zhou Yitang said calmly: "I know what you want to ask. I've always known it."

There are so many couples in the world who are loyal but heartless. Even if there is affection, it is mostly just family affection.

She was obsessed with him, it had always been like this.

“You can’t find what you want,” she said.

"But I still want to look for it." Chen Yi took a deep breath.

Zhou Yitang denied it and said indifferently: "I wanted to kill you before. I have had the thought of killing you in both my past lives. Is it really for the sake of beheading your three corpses, Chen Yi?"

"You want to kill me? Oh, you have me in your heart, very much."

"Slippery," she said coldly.

"I am glad."

"Happy?"

"The deeper the love, the deeper the hatred. Conversely, the deeper the hatred, the deeper the love. You have had the intention to kill. Maybe I can also find what I want."

The one-armed woman hesitated for a long time before she said, "I haven't heard of it."

"I've heard enough," Chen Yi looked into the distance, not missing a single spot. "In the future, I will see more and hear more than you."

Zhou Yitang did not comment. At this time, the morning mist was just rising. At the moment of dawn and dusk, Cangwu Peak was suddenly silent. The subtle sounds heard before could no longer be heard. Occasionally, the undulating outline of the sky could be seen in the mist. She stood there for a long time and said:
"You don't like my sword, saying it's outdated. I also think your sword is rebellious and contrary to the sword of a living person. You and I are both stubborn and neither of us will give in. It doesn't matter if you break your sword or I chop off your three corpses. That's how the rift and entanglement arise...

Even as husband and wife, haven't we always been at each other's throats?"

Chen Yi faced the wind, clasped his hands together, as if praying to heaven and earth.
"But even if swords come to blows, my world is big enough to accommodate you."

The one-armed woman was speechless for a moment.

So, Chen Yi stepped into her heart again.

Accommodate the remaining obsession and look for what he wants to find.

(End of this chapter)