My enemies became my companions

Chapter 607 Love (Two in One)

Stepping into this woman's heart again, the scene was still familiar, but Chen Yi's mentality was different from before.

In the past, I had fought against her and used swords to fight against her. When the battle was at its most intense, I even had the urge to completely destroy her swordsmanship. One of us had to be destroyed, and that was how the sword was broken...

Chen Yi looked around the dried-up lake of his heart, every inch of it was mottled with traces of his presence, and the turbulent emotions of that time floated through his eyes.
He can have her.

Even if she is Jian Jia, the ninth in the world,

He broke her sword, destroyed her path, and he completely got her, Zhou Yitang.

Heavy rain slid down from the cold mountains, and the woman's face as if she was dead fell into his eyes. He got her, and also destroyed everything in the past with his own hands.

If he said that he had no regrets at all, it would just be self-deception. Even the forced melon was very sweet to Chen Yi. Compared with the two, this regret was nothing to mention.

But later, when things calmed down, I would occasionally think back to the past when I held her in my arms at night.

His mixed emotions were still mixed, Chen Yi felt a little desolate, and looking around, the world was slightly restless, and shadowy figures were coming from afar, constantly approaching this place.

The sword is full of power, as if it will burst out like a dragon at any time.

Chen Yi closed his eyes, gathering his thoughts.

He raised his hand and cut a corner at the center of his brow to accommodate the remaining myriad obsessions, including the sharp sword intent.

Now they need not destroy each other,

Even if swords were used against each other, he was strong enough to accommodate Zhou Yitang's sword.

Like a whale in the sea swallowing everything, an invisible whirlpool was set off, and faceless obsessions were drawn into it one after another. He felt a little uncomfortable. The obsessions drawn into the lake of his heart began to wreak havoc when they came to a strange environment. However, the vast world enveloped them, and they unknowingly merged into this world.

After the discomfort passed, many memories emerged in Chen Yi's mind, some remembered and some not, in a rush. There was the sword she fought with the Broken Swordsman after the discussion, the hazy figures of the gods in the misty sky, her calm face when she received the sword command from her master, and the scene when she accepted Lu Ying as her disciple and met Chen Yi for the first time... Zhou Yitang remembered too much, it was dizzying, and Chen Yi's thoughts were also affected by this, becoming complicated, and he almost lost his mind.

In this case, Chen Yi had no choice but to omit many memories. He clasped his hands together as if praying.

"I see Chenyuan."

What he wanted to seek was not the sword path that she regarded as her life, nor some mysterious great way of heaven, but the worldly relationship that those who practiced Taoism regarded as rags and grass.

When she was reprimanding Lu Ying, Chen Yi's face smiling secretly behind the treetops, when Lu Ying brought her fireflies, she was slightly touched, and one night after she broke the sword, he was asleep and failed to detect her murderous intent...
The scenes of worldly ties emerged in my mind, but I couldn't cut them off and sorted them out. There were still too many worldly ties.

Chen Yi searched again and said, "I see worldly thoughts."

In an instant, countless worldly thoughts flashed through her mind, whether it was her inadvertent sidelong glance at his face, or her silent breathing on his shoulder, or later when she smoothed up his messy hair, a rare touch of warmth...
Chen Yi still couldn't find it, and he searched for the third time and said, "I saw a demon barrier."

After three rounds of searching, at this moment, there are very few memories left. Zhou Yitang's three corpses have been killed, and only obsessions remain. Among them, very few can be called demonic obstacles. Chen Yi looks at them carefully one by one, not daring to look too fast or too slow.

However, no matter what, he still couldn't find what he wanted...

Chen Yi seemed to be walking in a long corridor, scenes passing by his eyes, and his mood inevitably became more and more depressed.

At this moment, Chen Yi stopped suddenly, and suddenly saw a figure standing silently in front of the fir forest, looking into the distance, nodding slightly as if pretending to be indifferent.

That was the day he took her to see the mountain of peonies.

Chen Yi's heart trembled suddenly. He stumbled and looked a little embarrassed, but still flew away.

Passing by it, he seemed to have finally found it...

"…Only… obsession?"

The emotions entered his heart, and Chen Yi's eyes were blank in a trance. He looked around in confusion.

She remembered that day very clearly, but even so, she was still obsessed with it.

After a long time, Chen Yi actually shook his head and laughed. It should be so. This sword armor that killed three corpses was obsessed with swords and heartless to people. And he actually wanted to find something that was ashamed to talk about in her thousands of obsessions, to find that kind of invisible and intangible thing.

Something that sounds a little childish, called love.

Chen Yi could only sigh deeply.

Zhou Yitang was right. For so long, I had only been expecting in vain.

Having said that, Chen Yi was alone, the darkness was silent and shrouded everything, the silence was deep, he drew his sword and looked around, feeling lost. At this moment when his mind sank to the bottom, what would happen? What should happen? At this moment, there should be a flash of light passing by. If not, what on earth was he asking himself in his two lives?
"Really not?" Chen Yi murmured absentmindedly, his cheeks suddenly becoming slightly moist.

However, the silent darkness remains silent and dark. No matter how much you search for it, wishful thinking will not appear out of nothing, just like a person who is about to die of thirst and sees a mirage at the edge of the desert.

After killing the three corpses, all her feelings towards him were nothing but obsessions.

It's time to turn back. Even if there is only obsession, his world will still accommodate it.

It was just that his cheeks were a little wet, he didn't know what it was and he couldn't wipe it away.

Chen Yi’s thoughts were indescribable, but he had anticipated this, and at this moment, he turned back from the lake of his heart.

He turned and left, stepped out of the "door", and returned to his own heart. He vaguely heard a noisy sound, as if there was an argument. The noise in the distance gradually became clearer and turned into human voices. The sound passed through the darkness and came towards him from the world. The breeze blew, and Tongxuan fell from the world to him, as if it came at its own will regardless of any obstruction.

"Did you find it?" she asked.

Chen Yi shook his head absentmindedly, "I can't find it." After saying that, he laughed at himself again, "I feel like I'm looking for a mirage."

"I am the mirage."

Chen Yi was suddenly stunned, and she smiled at him.

Familiar faces fell into his eyes, and Chen Yi was immersed in a picture in a trance. Various long swords were submerged in the weeds, and the endless sword tombs filled the layers of mountains. On this gentle slope, a woman stood with a sword, facing the white-haired Wu Buyu. When the latter's sword fell, the woman was stunned for a moment.

Chen Yi suddenly looked up and saw the woman's eyes full of nostalgia, indifference, regret, recollection, and unwillingness before the sword fell...

And what he had been searching for...

Love.

It was only a moment, a breath, like a flash of lightning, it was gone in a flash.

That moment only lasted for a moment in her mind, and she herself was unaware of it...

“So you’re crying.”

He was shocked to find that his face was full of tears.
At this moment, all obsessions are contained in the lake of the heart.

The Cangwu Peak behind me seemed like a spring had been opened somewhere, watering the dry lake of my heart, making it clear and transparent, with red and yellow colors flowing through. I don't know when the peony flowers bloomed.

…………

The one-armed woman came slowly from afar along the mountain path, her eyes dim and unclear.

The sun sets and dusk is locked in the mountains. Chen Yi, who is standing under a tree, looks up and sees large patches of fiery clouds. It looks like a summer scene. The leaves are falling. He draws his sword leisurely, breaking the leaves into two green halves.

"What? You can't even draw your sword?" Zhou Yitang came from a distance and said.

Chen Yi smiled and said, "No, please teach me, Master."

Zhou Yitang said coldly: "It's useless no matter how many times you teach me."

For a moment, the two of them were speechless. They always ended the topic casually, and usually didn't feel awkward. But this time, Zhou Yitang came in front of him, opened her thin lips slightly, but hesitated to speak.

Chen Yi turned his head and looked at her with a smile.

This smiling face was disgusting just by looking at it, and the words the one-armed woman wanted to ask were stuck in her throat.

What is even more annoying is that this traitor deliberately said: "I saw her."

The one-armed woman's eyes were as sharp as swords.

He then asked, "Did you know she was here, so you let me into your heart so readily?"

The one-armed woman remained silent.

He then continued, "You still wanted to stop her at that time? Zhou Yitang, look, even your inner demon has feelings for me."

The one-armed woman remained silent. She did not show any shyness or anxiety like other women who were exposed. Her expression remained calm.

As a teacher, the only thing to do is remain silent.

There was no way to stay like this, so Chen Yi gently leaned over and kissed her cheek. She still didn't move or respond, but just glanced at his face.

"I'm going to cook." Chen Yi said softly.

"It's up to you." Her cold and aloof look reminded people of the quiet winter night.

Chen Yi sheathed his sword, peeled the shrimps in the water tank, removed the threads, and washed them repeatedly until the shrimps were snow-white and translucent. He poured in rice wine and let it sit for half an hour. Then Chen Yi lit a pot of tea, started the smoke, and fried the shrimps until they were 70% cooked. Although it was not Longjing tea, it was still possible to make a simple Longjing shrimp.

Chen Yi skillfully scraped the scales with a knife. Zhou Yitang didn't like greasy food, so he steamed a grass carp. He added some ginger and scallions and steamed the grass carp in a pot.

After finishing his work, Chen Yi went out to see the layers of mountains covered with green, which seemed to be yellowed by the dusk. Chen Yi brought out the dishes and walked to the main courtyard.

Zhou Yitang was waiting at the table early, as usual.

What was different from usual was that Tongxuan was sitting next to her.

There were only two dishes and white rice, which was enough for three people.

Zhou Yitang was always a man of few words, and would only speak a few words at the dinner table or between the bed curtains. Chen Yi was always amazed at her patience with loneliness, and she was silent at this time.

Chen Yi was helpless and wanted to talk to Tongxuan, but the latter glanced at Zhou Yitang and did not respond. Tongxuan and Zhou Yitang have always been the same person, the former is the auxiliary and the latter is the main, and their thoughts are the same. To put it in an analogy, it is like one person playing two similar roles.

After dinner, the night deepened and the layers of the mountains were already hazy. Due to the bright moonlight, the mountains were not pitch black, but just dim, and the chirping of cicadas echoed in the valley.

The outline of the treetops in the distance was round and hazy, mixed with a hint of black. When Chen Yi saw it, he couldn't help but let his imagination run wild for a moment.

It's easy to feel distracted when you have a beautiful woman by your side.

Chen Yi held the lamp and walked towards Zhou Yitang's room. He just pushed the door open and entered.

The figure of the one-armed woman appeared behind him like a ghost.

Even though Chen Yi had already gotten used to her elusiveness, he still couldn't help but get scared at this moment. After recovering, he said, "Master, why are you scaring me like this?"

Zhou Yitang asked calmly, "Why be so polite?"

Of course Chen Yi was not shy. He was the most shy person in the world. At this moment, he turned around, put the oil lamp on the cabinet with a smile, and when the light flickered, he paused.

On the couch was a man with an identical face, who smiled in the same way as Tong Xuan and said, "Why be so polite?"

Chen Yi took a deep breath.
I am too shy to be so reserved.

Unable to suppress her emotions, Zhou Yitang walked in silently. Her inner demon stood up from the couch and took off her clothes layer by layer.

It just so happened that she only had one hand, and she needed someone to help her undress.

As the night deepened, the treetops outside the window appeared more luxuriant, and were gently lifted up by the wind in silence. The moonlight floated over the tops of the trees and headed towards Chen Yi.

At this moment, the two masters are in front of him, and their authority is as great as mountains. However, it is difficult to change one's nature. As a traitor, Chen Yi can only bully the two masters and destroy the two ancestors.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

Chen Yi took a deep breath and heard her sneer beside him, "Do you really think it's enough?"

After hearing this, Chen Yi couldn't stand it.

………….
The morning light poured in through the window.

Zhou Yitang looked sideways, but couldn't see Chen Yi anymore.

She never liked this, and when she stood up he was no longer in her sight, as if he was going to leave her.

But she didn't go looking for him on purpose. Instead, she changed her clothes. When she turned her head, Tongxuan appeared in front of her with neat clothes.

The two women returned to their previous positions, but the couch was still messy.

Zhou Yitang stepped out of the door and looked at the Cangwu Peak in Chen Yi's mind. She couldn't find any trace of him, so she gave up looking for him. After all, she couldn't trap this disciple, and he would not live his whole life according to her master's orders.

She watched quietly.

The obsessions that were contained in his heart were still building this place bit by bit. Zhou Yitang watched silently, and suddenly heard Tongxuan say in his ear:
"You don't care?"

"I don't want them," she paused, and then added, "They are just some discarded stones."

Tongxuan was speechless for a moment. There was silence all around him. The sunlight floated over the mountains. His figure was looking out in the woods in the distance. He also saw them, walking slowly towards him.

There was expectation in his eyes.

Zhou Yitang suddenly asked, "When will you come back?"

"Back to where? Your heart lake?" Tongxuan asked back.

Zhou Yitang nodded slightly.

“It’s nice to stay here.”

"You want to go back." she said.

"Why do we have to?" Tongxuan paused, as if he understood something.

This is his heart lake. Chen Yi heard the conversation between the two from afar, and hurried over and asked:
"Tongxuan, you want Tongxuan to go back now?"

"good."

"why?"

Zhou Yitang avoided the question and obviously wanted to remain silent.

However, Tongxuan stepped forward, covered his mouth and chuckled:

"When I go back, I'll let her remember how much she loves you..."

(End of this chapter)