Chapter 109

After a long silence, the paper figurine took a look at the child beside him, and then moved his gaze to Erniang Ye.

"Every time you kidnap a child, will you play with it recklessly like this, and then kill it?"

A little in the air, Ye Erniang's dumb acupoint was released, and the paper figurine lowered her head slightly, hoping that she could give him a different answer from what she remembered.

Ye Erniang sneered a few times, and said sarcastically.

"Why, Nangong Daxia fights against injustice, is it impossible to eliminate a great harm for the martial arts?"

After a long silence, the paper figurine slowly shook his head.

"So-and-so absolutely dare not, and will not do such unnecessary things, you just need to answer whether I am or not."

Ye Erniang looked confused, and said something that surprised the paper figurine avatar.

"That's obviously my child? How do you say I took it away?"

Throwing out the emotions in his mind, the tone of the paper figurine avatar was a little more helpless.

"Your child? Will you kill your child if you get tired of it? Send this baby back."

Ye Erniang smiled sweetly, her expression contained endless misery and sadness.

"Send him back? Then my child, who will send him back?"

The emotions of the paper figurine became extremely complicated, and the emotional fragments that Ye Wuxin forcibly stripped off began to churn at this moment.

There were waves of waves in the heart lake, and then they were suppressed by the chill of Ming Yugong.

"Your child, do you have 27 ring scars on his back and thighs?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Erniang's expression changed, and her expression became extremely anxious.

"How do you know? Have you seen him anywhere?"

The paper figurine looked at Erniang Ye with a complex expression, and continued to ask.

"How many children have you killed? You answer me, and I will consider whether to answer you."

Ye Erniang looked anxious, racking her brains to recall.

It has been 24 years since her child was taken away, and she can't remember exactly how many children were taken away and killed.

Ye Erniang smiled miserably, the clues of her children were in front of her, but she forgot how many children she had killed.

In the end, she opened her mouth slowly, making the paper figurine couldn't help but recite the Buddha's name with a sad expression.

"I can't remember."

The paper figurine nodded slightly, and slowly took off half of his robe, revealing the ring scar on his back that was as big as a copper coin.

The paper figurine is an avatar, and naturally it is the same as the main body, even the ring scar on the back is exactly the same.

Seeing this, Erniang Ye couldn't help but tremble all over, and looked at him in disbelief.

"You are. You are!"

"Do all kinds of evil, what a good one who will never do evil, what a good one who will never do evil."

The paper figurine took off the bamboo hat, and a face with regular features and faint resemblance to Erniang Ye appeared.

"When I was in Little Mirror Lake, I should have recognized my mother. For all my previous actions, I'm sorry for my rudeness."

Unlocking Ye Erniang's acupuncture points, the paper figurine turned into a sad expression, but couldn't shed a single tear.

Ye Erniang loosened her body, hugged him, and couldn't help crying.

"My son! Mother has been looking for you for 24 years, and today I finally let mother find you!"

After crying for a long time, he grabbed the paper figurine and looked left and right, with a surprised expression.

"It's been 24 years. Mother misses you both during the day and at night. Mother was always angry that you were lost, so she went to steal other people's children."

"However, other people's children are better than your own!"

Patting Ye Erniang on the back, the paper figurine turned into words to comfort her.

"It's okay, it's okay, the baby is here to find you, it's okay."

At this moment, the child lying on the bed suddenly burst into tears, interrupting the joy of their reunion.

Ye Erniang frowned, and immediately wanted to slap the baby, taking the baby's life, but was stopped by the paper figurine.

"Stop committing crimes and send this child back, mother."

Hearing the paper figurine's avatar speak, Ye Erniang's expression became quite pleasantly surprised, and she nodded to him again and again.

"Yes, yes, the boy is right, mother will listen to you."

After coaxing the child in a hurry, the two walked towards the child's original home.

Xixia Palace, on the third floor of the ice cellar, Tianshan Child Elder looked at the puddle in front of her, her expression became extremely strange.

It has only been six hours since Ye Wuxin's transformation. She had just finished practicing today's Eight Desolation and Liuhe Sovereign Kung Fu when she heard the sound of water flowing in the ice cellar.

Walking down to the third floor of the ice cellar, most of the ice cubes had turned into clear water, only the layer of ice crystals on Ye Wuxin's body was still intact.

After touching the clear water, Tianshan Child Elder was surprised to find that the cold air was being sucked into Ye Wuxin's body.

"What kind of kung fu is this kid practicing? How could he absorb so much cold air?"

Thinking of this, Tianshan Child Elder threw the medicinal materials she had found from the imperial medicine hall into the clear water one by one, waiting for the changes.

After a while, the precious medicinal herbs slowly turned into dead branches and debris, sinking under the puddle.

"What a domineering technique, who created it, who can take the power of the medicine for his own use in an instant, this kind of mysterious technique can't even be done by my grandma and my self-respecting technique."

Child Elder Tianshan frowned, immediately left the ice cellar, quietly caught a parrot, slit its throat and threw it in.

After a while, the blood on the parrot's body turned into a blood thread and merged into Ye Wuxin's body, and even the ice crystals on the body surface were slightly red.

"Interesting, interesting! Grandma, I want to see how much you can swallow."

In a blink of an eye, Tianshan Child Elder left the ice cellar, grabbed another peacock and came back, cut its throat and let the blood flow like flowing water.

When all the blood in this peacock's body was sucked into the body by the ice crystal, Tianshan Child Elder narrowed her eyes slightly, and her eyes were full of curiosity.

"Evil sect, evil sect! What an extremely evil martial arts technique, meat or vegetable will not be rejected!"

Here, Tianshan Child Elder started experimenting curiously, but Ye Wuxin in the ice crystal was very surprised.

In the boundary between life and death, Ye Wuxin stopped the Mingyu Kungfu that he was cultivating, and subconsciously started the Blood River Sword Sutra.

At this time, although he couldn't perceive the time, he still subconsciously cultivated the most suitable exercises according to his body's instincts.

In the darkness without time and space, the only way for him to stay awake is to keep practicing the exercises in his memory.

Whether it is Buddhist Shaolin 72 stunts, Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu, Yi Jin Jing, or Daoist Ming Yu Kung Fu, Quan Zhen Dharma, or the evil way of the Blood River Sword Sutra, he has begun to dabble.

This is the boundary between life and death, and Ye Wuxin didn't care about the so-called conflict of meridians, or the blood energy of the exercises, the essence of heaven, earth, sun, and moon.

He just knew that maybe this would keep him alive.

(End of this chapter)

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