Ark, they don't revolve around you

"Soul summoning." Nian opened his lips, his voice was faint, "When I went back to the furnace to forge it again, I was shocked to find that the first casting was so crude. This is what soul summoning should look like."

"Is there anything special about it? You call it soul summoning. Could it be that it can preserve the souls of the people it kills in the sword?" Zhongyue asked.

If it were in the past, I would have complained, "Brother, have you read any martial arts novels recently?"

But she shook her head solemnly, contrary to her usual behavior. She treated the sword with such seriousness as if it were a god: "Soul-calling is just a name. This sword is neither divine nor sharp. However, it is still my best weapon. Even if all the masters I have known for thousands of years were resurrected, their swords would never be like this."

She closed her eyes and swung the sword gently. The sword tore through the night, bringing out the sound of the wind: "After all, this is a sword that targets the soul."

"Anyone targeted by this sword will feel fear in their souls. This sword does not pierce the body, but the soul. A person's body may be strong, but in front of this sword, even the strongest body cannot resist."

What Nian said was true. A sword that ignored the body and struck directly at the spirit was certainly terrifying. Even Chong Yue felt fearful.

"You have made your best work ever, but this sword is destined to be given away after all." He sighed, not knowing whether he felt sorry for the sword or for his sister.

But the girl's coldness disappeared, she sheathed the sword, and at this moment she turned back into the sister that Zhongyue knew: "Because I want to give it to him, I have to do my best. Forging a sword is also forging my heart."

"You gave him your thoughts?"

Nian was stunned for a moment, and it took him a moment to realize that his brother was teasing him.

But she scratched her head, and instead of getting angry, she nodded quietly, and actually agreed: "Indeed, maybe I really gave my heart to him. Brother, you usually look like a piece of wood, but sometimes you are also very romantic."

"Is this romantic?" Zhong Yue chewed on the word and shook his head slightly. "No matter what, I should still congratulate you."

"I am just fulfilling the contract. He realized my dream. I entrusted him with everything I have learned in my life." Nian said calmly. He did not feel the slightest bit of pride for creating such a magical weapon. Instead, he felt inexplicably depressed.

Zhongyue felt something was wrong. At this point, he thought his sister was going to confess her love, but it seemed that she had no such idea.

"Nian, you are not allowed to tell him how you feel?"

"I won't say it. It's meaningless. The water that has been spilled cannot be taken back. This is all I can do."

Zhongyue frowned even deeper, and said in a dignified voice, "Are you scared again? But you know the doctor doesn't mind."

"Yes, he doesn't mind. I said that a few months ago... Now that I think about it, I was not wrong." Nian whispered calmly.

"In that case——"

"That's why I can't confess my feelings, brother." Nian drew out the sword and held it with both hands. It was a two-handed sword. After it was unsheathed, the cold aura dissipated a little, leaving only a cold breath.

She swung her sword in an unruly manner, and the sword light whistled and broke the eternal night.

At this time, Chongyue finally saw the inscription on the soul-calling sword - Soul, spirit, return to your hometown.

The sword is beautiful, with sword patterns like thunder and lightning, but it is filled with loneliness and sadness, which can only be deeply felt after the sword is drawn and slashed. Nian said that she put her heart into forging this sword, so what kind of feelings did she pour into forging this sword? She just hid her heart in the solemnity.

"Brother, have you ever regretted anything?" the girl asked softly.

"No." Zhongyue did not hesitate.

"Really? Big brother, your name was given to you by that woman. You should be called Shuo, which is your real name. But after that woman left, you abandoned the name Shuo and your authority, and sealed your remaining soul as a beast in the sword."

In the dark night, Nian blinked his eyes and said, "In the end, you never said that you liked that woman. Until she died of her youth and was seriously ill, you had no chance."

These words were really cold, and brought back Chongyue's thoughts. More than 20 years ago, he met a group of so-called gangsters in Yumen. Among them was an upright female knight. The female knight did not like his name Shuo, because although Shuo was the beginning of the month, it was also the darkest. There was no moonlight in the dark night, so she called him Chongyue.

He had been using the name Chongyue for more than 20 years for some unknown reason, but it seemed as if he had been using it for thousands of years.

"You must have feelings for her, otherwise why would you give up a part of your beast? Brother, that is our pride." Nian shook his head, "If you accept that woman, maybe you will have a family. Although you can't give birth to a child, you can adopt one, and that would be wonderful."

She paused and asked again: "You really don't regret it?"

Zhongyue still shook his head: "No."

"why?"

"Because that's my choice, I made it, and I'll accept it."

Nian was stunned for a moment, then smiled softly: "Yes, so you are our elder brother, the beast that is least like a human."

"But I'm not that open-minded. I regret it, really." She sat on the ground dejectedly. "Our play will probably be finished tomorrow. Everything is perfect. I have a feeling that this will really make a sensation in the whole of Dayan."

She touched her chest and held it tightly: "But I'm not that excited."

"Because of him?"

"I can feel it. The doctor will be very happy, right?" Nian smiled beautifully, but her voice became deeper and deeper. "So what? He didn't make such a film because of me. Anyone can do it. He will be very happy if the task is completed. It doesn't matter whether it's me or not."

"You've somewhat vilified the doctor." Zhong Yue sat down. The sword forge was very quiet. He sighed, "You just regained your vitality a while ago. Why are you so dejected now? Is it because of your careless words to the doctor last year?"

"..."

"I'll say it again, the doctor has let it go, why are you still entangled?" Zhongyue's voice echoed between the copper and iron: "Nian, you are just like Xi, always thinking too much."

"I'm not thinking too much." Nian was stunned, and tears had already fallen to the ground. "I just regretted it very much. Why couldn't I control my mouth? Why did I say too much at that time? I should have told him that it was those people's fault, right? I should have pulled him aside, thrown away all the food in front of him, and then dragged him to eat hot pot, and then watched the most boring movie together, and both fell asleep together!"

"But I scolded him. It's impossible to undo this. I, I..."

Zhong Yue stood up. He could see through his sister's thoughts. The girl was stuck in a dead end. He sighed in his heart, "Let's talk while we walk. In the past few months, you have been stuck in the sword forge late at night. This is not a good thing."

Chongyue did not take her to Yumen. After leaving the city, they walked in the desert. There were sand dunes of varying heights on both sides. The quicksand was the most deadly quagmire on the Yumen route. Yumen also used a method called sand channel to force it to move on the waterway with tracks.

In the night, the high walls of Yumen, made of cast iron, shone with the light of two moons. As if by accident, Zhongyue whispered, "Speaking of which, Yumen was originally built to guard against the beast Sui. Now you and I are here to make a movie with Sui as the villain. It's really a black humor."

Nian thought that his brother was going to say some meaningless words of comfort, but he didn't want to talk about Yumen anymore, so he remained silent.

"Year." Zhongyue said, "You really think Zhuang Ning is very important to you, right?"

"He is not very important, he is... unique." Nian said the word "unique" in a very light voice.

"I wanted to comfort you, but I may not have the ability to do so, and I always accidentally make you angry, so I always think it's best to let Ling come to comfort you."

Zhongyue stopped and did not move forward. Before he knew it, they had walked quite a distance. The surrounding scenery was inexplicably eerie. The rocks and soil eroded by wind and sand looked different, like demons. Especially when the wind blew up the sand and stones and hit the rocks, the sound was like the devil crying.

This piece of land was once stained with blood. Nian looked at his brother's back. He had been staying in this barren land for a hundred years. During these hundred years, he had been looking at similar scenery, day after day, and the people around him had changed little by little.

Maybe Pingshou Hou also worshipped the Grandmaster when he was a child? But he grew up and got older. He knew a lot and looked at Chongyue with fear.

The eldest brother doesn't think it's pathetic, he is just like that, he seems to take nothing seriously, yet he regards everything as heavy as a mountain...That female knight really understands him well, he is like a mountain. A mountain certainly won't comfort people, a mountain will only use its arms to resist all wind and sand.

"I will help you." Now, my brother said softly, "You think he is very important to you, but he can't trust you. I will make him change his mind."

Nian couldn't help but smile reluctantly: "Don't tease me, brother, you can't even coax Xi."

"But I don't want you to be depressed. I'm not a competent brother after all, but I still have the obligation to take care of you."

He was serious. Nian was stunned for a few seconds, remembering that she still had family after all, even if the connection between them could not be defined by humans, but this man still made this solemn promise when he knew she was depressed.

Yes, she hasn’t won back Zhuang Ning yet, so she has to give it a try.

The filming will be wrapped tomorrow, which represents several months of hard work for Nian. Although she cannot be careless yet, she can finally breathe a sigh of relief. Nian's films are always terrible, but bad films also have experience value. Roses need manure to set them off, and manure nourishes roses. This is almost the case with Nian.

She wanted to give the sword to Zhuang Ning after the last scene was over. Although the sword looked a bit too ostentatious, it was still her hard work and he would definitely accept it with pleasure.

Nian's mind was full of thoughts, but he stopped and thought that there was still green in this barren land. It was the poplar trees. This place was dangerous and natural disasters were unpredictable, but these strong plants still survived.

This time, she was actually in a better mood.

"Not so sad?"

"I'm still sad, but there's no point in being sad..." Nian showed a faint smile, "When it's over, I'll go find Xi and Sister Ling."

"Is Xi still mad at him?"

"I guess so." Nian sighed, "Xi has a bad temper and rarely values ​​some people. But if she values ​​someone very much, she will give the painting to the other person. As a result, the doctor burned her painting. How can Xi not be angry?"

“Why did he burn the paintings?”

"I don't know. When I went to find Xi, she was very unhappy. She complained to me that if the doctor could apologize to her, she would have a one in ten thousand chance of forgiving the doctor." Nian scratched his head. "She is still so dishonest. Are all painters like this?"

Zhongyue smiled and said, "You are prejudiced."

His expression turned serious again: "What's going on with Ling? With her personality, she can be very upset and become drunk for a long time. Even I can't intervene with her."

"Maybe it has something to do with the Doctor?"

"It's not a possibility, it's a certainty..." Zhongyue was helpless. He was an open-minded person who never worried about himself, but his sister was too worrying recently. In order to lighten the mood, he made a joke: "It can't be that Ling killed him, right?"

"This doesn't sound like a joke at all." Nian took a deep breath and gripped the sword. Her heart still ached, but the girl always maintained her stubbornness.

Sudden.

Zhongyue frowned, as if he sensed something, and looked into the distance. The mottled walls of Yumen were covered with thick smoke and dust.

It's a beacon.

The beacon fire was actually lit!

The Zhongyue terminal also rang, and Pingshou Hou's heavy whisper came out from it: "Master, Yumen was attacked."

"...Is it the so-called 'Yi'?" Zhongyue was not surprised. They had expected this attack.

"I can't think of anyone else except your second brother." Pingsonghou's tone was actually a little relieved, "He's finally here."

"I will rush back immediately." Zhongyue looked at Nian, "Yumen was attacked by the Shanhai people. I will go first. You should be careful."

He was still confident about his sister's safety. No one had been able to kill Sui Pian in a thousand years.

Although Nian was uneasy, he still waved his hand: "Okay."

Zhongyue took a step forward, then suddenly remembered something. He turned his neck and said softly, "I will protect the doctor. No one can hurt him."

Nian smiled and said, "As expected of you, you are my big brother. I always rely on you."

As soon as she finished speaking, she could no longer see Chongyue. This man always said that his martial arts were unremarkable, but looking at his attainments in "qinggong", it was something that no one could catch up with in his lifetime.

But I’m not the kind of person who fights with fists… She thought, and the sword in her arms trembled, as if it sensed the cold hostility.

The night is dark and the wind is blowing wildly.

A black shadow came walking on the sand, with black clothes scattered all over, but the face of the person could not be seen clearly.

Nian raised his eyebrows and called the newcomer coldly: "Second Brother."

"It's so strange, Nian." The shadow-like person raised his cheek with a faint smile on it, "We haven't seen each other for a long time, haven't we?"

"After Jie got into trouble, you were suppressed, so how could I see you?"

"This is what it means to treat us differently. Look at the tone you used to talk to Big Brother just now. Am I not also your brother?" He smiled, but Nian stepped back unconsciously and mocked coldly: "Can you be considered a brother? You have always disliked us, right?"

The man readily admitted: "I don't like you, just like you don't like me."

"In that case, why are you still talking? It was you who was behind the attack on Yumen by the Shanhai people this time." With a wave of her hand, there was a commotion in Yumen's sword-making workshop, and shield weapons fell from the sky and floated in front of her.

There are many sharp blades inlaid on this shield, each of which is an extraordinary item, and the color of lava is surging on Nian's body. She is in a state of combat readiness, like a Tyrannosaurus Rex that is ready to kill everyone at any time.

She sneered, "Yumen was already prepared for your attack, second brother, you call yourself a master of calculation, but you didn't expect it."

"I'm not a fortune teller, and I don't believe there is anyone in the world who deserves this title." The man couldn't hide his disappointment: "Nian, my sister, a thousand years have passed, and you are still so stupid."

He sneered: "You can guess why I'm here, right?"

"Are you trying to kill me? Brother, when did you become so crazy as to want to kill your own kind?"

The man's expression disappeared. "You know I'm here to kill you, but my sister, why can't you be more serious? Your murderous aura is like a breeze. Even death can't arouse your fighting spirit."

"I have never been interested in fighting. If you want to fight, you can go to my brother. I really want to see him teach you a lesson." Nian grinned.

The man was stunned for a few seconds, then chuckled: "Forget it, it seems I need to give you a little reminder."

"With our preparation, we certainly cannot capture Yumen, but perhaps our goal is just to kill one person, a person who is bound to be a threat to us—"

Before he could finish his words, a silver light broke through the night sky, and its cold aura went straight to his throat, like a falling star!

Red lotus exploded, the world turned into a furnace, and Nian finally showed murderous intent, and said coldly: "You want to attack the doctor? How dare you?!"

Chapter 8: Wrapping Lies in Truth (k)

The rising fire dispelled the night's chill that almost dropped below zero degrees. When the man mentioned that name, Nian's fighting spirit immediately boiled over, and murderous intent was as sharp as a needle.

However, her enemy, the man she called her second brother, laughed and laughed exaggeratedly: "Nian, can you see what you are like now? I said I wanted to kill you, and you didn't feel indignant, but once you threatened him, you wanted to kill me."

"I can't kill you, and I won't kill you, but I will never let you succeed." Nian sneered and took a fighting stance.

Although he acted casually, he was not without fear. Even among the twelve fragments of the Sui beast, the second brother was the most mysterious. I'm afraid that except Jie who gave them real names, no one knew this person's background.

However, the man did not move, and his smile gradually faded.

"Nian." He called out, his voice so kind, as if he was really calling his little sister, "That man must die, even though I know you like him very much."

"nonsense."

"This is not nonsense... I want you to believe me, but you won't." The man paused, and the frivolity disappeared, leaving only extreme coldness and helplessness. "Although I don't like you, you are my sister after all. I want to save you, and I have the obligation to save you."

"Is there something wrong with your brain? You just said you wanted to kill me, second brother." Nian sneered. She realized that her second brother might really have something wrong with his brain.