I am not a serious young man

You must know that although people who practice Taoism generally have a longer life expectancy, in fact, even if they are in the Upper Purity Realm, if there is no disease or disaster, the average life expectancy is probably less than five hundred years old.

Removing the head seat and punishing the ancestral hall of the ancestors for a hundred years is quite heavy...

"Brother, will this be a bit serious? After all, Shuiyue has no intention of harming ordinary villagers, but only joint and several responsibilities..."

Zheng Jian was originally worried that Daoxuan would protect Shuiyue and make Zhang Xiaofan wronged, but now it seems that Daoxuan actually has the intention of destroying relatives righteously.

"After all, Puzhi is dead! Xiaofan and the others are still young. If they can't figure it out, Junior Sister Shuiyue is the source of their hatred... Xiaofan and Jingyu are both genius disciples of Qingyunmen. I don't want them to hate Master for this. Door!"

Looking at Daoxuan's expression, Zheng Jian heard the string song and knew the elegance, and said lightly: "I will tell my disciple about this matter..."

"In this case, I will ask my junior brother..."

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In the evening, Zhang Xiaofan had just finished eating and fed Erdangjia and Xiao Hui, when he saw Zheng Jian standing in the yard.

"Master, why are you here?" Zhang Xiaofan quickly put down the little gray on his shoulders, and said pleasantly.

"Come and see you!" Zheng Jian said with a smile, "Let's go, walk with Master."

"it is good!"

On the top of the mountain behind Longshou Peak, the Cangshan Mountain is like the sea, and the setting sun is like blood.

"Xiaofan, how long have you been in Qingyunmen?" Zheng Jian said suddenly.

"Going back to Master, it's been five years!" Zhang Xiaofan said honestly, for some reason, he always felt that Zheng Jian was a bit heavy today.

"Five years... how fast it has passed..." Zheng Jian sighed a long time, turned around, looked at Zhang Xiaofan, and said firmly: "Xiaofan, the Caomiao Village massacre back then has a clue!"

Zhang Xiaofan was shaken all over, couldn't help but took two steps back, looked at Zheng Jian in surprise, his voice trembled, "Master, really... Really?"

In the past five years, Zhang Xiaofan often dreamed of Caomiao Village, but there was no news of the massacre that year. Second Uncle Wang was still insane. He was almost desperate...

"Really! It should be said that I have basically figured out the ins and outs of the massacre that year! It's just that the truth of the matter is very cruel to you. You... have to be mentally prepared to bear the truth."

Zhang Xiaofan's face became a little ferocious, "Master, no matter what the truth is, please tell me! 240 blood feud of seven lives...I want to know the reason of all this and the murderer who caused it all the time! No matter how cruel, I must Know!"

Zheng Jian sighed, looked into the distance and said, "Do you... still remember Master Puzhi from Tianyin Temple?"

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Chapter 481 Cruel Moonlight... Oh No, It's the Cruel Truth

On Longshou Peak, Zhang Xiaofan's face suddenly turned pale and lost all blood.

"Master Puzhi...?" Zhang Xiaofan looked at Zheng Jian in disbelief, his pupils quivered wildly.

"It's a long story, but I'll try to keep it short..." Zheng Jian naturally knew the shock in Zhang Xiaofan's heart behind him, this is the cruel reality.

Such and such, such and such.

By the time he finished speaking, the sky had slowly darkened.

Zhang Xiaofan was trembling all over, his face was pale, "I don't believe it! Master, you are lying to me, right? Master Puzhi... saved me, how could he kill the villagers..."

Zheng Jian was silent for a while, and shouted: "Xiaofan!"

Zhang Xiaofan raised his head suddenly, in the dark night, a flash of lightning flashed, and thunder rolled.

Soon, bean-sized raindrops fell from the sky, and in just a dozen or so breaths, a torrential rain had already formed.

Zhang Xiaofan was soon drenched by the heavy rain, and the rainwater flowed down his cheeks.

His mind was blank. Although he looked at Zheng Jian, his eyes were empty and he lost all focus.

Long-term memories came flooding back, and the figures of the villagers of Caomiao Village flashed by in front of my eyes, and finally fixed on my mother's face, her hands clenched into fists, and her nails sank deep into her flesh.

"what……"

In the night, Zhang Xiaofan looked up to the sky and let out a loud cry, before he knew it, he fell to his knees on the top of the mountain.

From the bloodthirsty bead hanging on his chest, there was a strange aura, ready to move.

Zheng Jian frowned, and took the bloodthirsty bead casually, and the Taiqing spiritual energy wrapped it up again, isolating the weirdness, and imposing a heavy seal.

"Xiaofan...Puzhi was obsessed with the blood-thirsty orb and turned into a demon! Do you know the horror of the blood-thirsty orb now?"

On Zhang Xiaofan's face, tears and rain mixed together and flowed down, he just felt that his insistence all this time seemed to have become a joke.

"Puzhi is already dead, but his body is still kept in Tianyin Temple! He was enlightened before he died, and he kept his body waiting for you to see him, whether it is whipped corpse or broken corpse, there will be no one in Tianyin Temple." Any obstruction! The person who snatched the Bloodthirsty Orb and caused Puzhi to be seriously injured...is your Master Shuiyue, the head of the sect has decided to remove Shuiyue from the head of the Xiaozhu Peak, and ordered him to clean up the Patriarch of the Tongtian Peak. The ancestral hall has been around for a hundred years, facing the wall and thinking about the past..."

"I know, you won't be able to accept this reality for a while! But Xiaofan, this is the cruel truth!" Zheng Jian looked serious, and handed back the sealed bloodthirsty bead to Zhang Xiaofan.

"Master, I want to be quiet..." Zhang Xiaofan said in a low voice.

Want to be quiet?Shouldn't you be thinking of Qiqi or Yaoyao?

Of course, Zheng Jian didn't say this...

"Alright, this matter is indeed too cruel for you... Think about it carefully. If you are dissatisfied with the handling of the master, just tell me, as a teacher, I will definitely make the decision for you!" Zheng Jian sighed, drifting away. and go.

Only Zhang Xiaofan was left around.

Kneeling in the muddy water, he didn't feel the rain on his body at all, and his fingers were deeply inserted into the mud...

"Why is this...why!" Zhang Xiaofan raised his head to the sky and roared like a cuckoo weeping blood...

I don't know when, Xiaohui and Erdangjia came here, one cat and one monkey, silently standing in front of Zhang Xiaofan, watching quietly.

However, neither the second master nor Xiao Hui are the masters of peace. After a while, a cat and a monkey started fighting with each other...

Zhang Xiaofan didn't realize it.

One night passed, Zhang Xiaofan finally came down from Longshou Peak, his body was muddy, his face was pale, as if he had a serious illness.

Qi Hao just walked out from his yard, seeing Zhang Xiaofan's appearance, he couldn't help but turn pale with shock.

"Little brother...you, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Xiaofan acted as if he had never heard of it, and continued to walk forward like a walking corpse.

"Junior Brother, Junior Brother?" Qi Hao looked more and more wrong, couldn't help but catch up to Zhang Xiaofan, stood in front of him, and grabbed his shoulders.

"What's wrong with you? Talk!" Qi Hao shouted while shaking Zhang Xiaofan.

"Let me go..." Zhang Xiaofan whispered.

"Speak, what's wrong with you?" Qi Hao said again.

"I said... let me go!" Zhang Xiaofan raised his head suddenly, his eyes were bloodshot!

Looking at Zhang Xiaofan's appearance, Qi Hao let go of his hands in a daze...

Zhang Xiaofan bypassed Qi Hao and continued to walk forward.

In fact, Zheng Jian has been secretly following Zhang Xiaofan, he appeared in front of Qi Hao, patted Qi Hao on the shoulder, "Don't blame him, he was hit too hard... wait for him to calm down."

Qi Hao was silent...

Just walking like this, Zhang Xiaofan unknowingly got off Longshou Peak and came to Caomiao Village.

The village back then had become quite deserted after more than five years, and the yard was almost completely covered by tall grass one person tall.

Standing in front of the ruined temple at the entrance of the village, Zhang Xiaofan stared blankly, the depression in his heart caused him to bite his lip, blood flowed down the corner of his mouth...

"Xiaofan!"

Another figure came out from the deserted village, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, handsome and extraordinary, but his brows were full of sadness, it was Lin Jingyu.

"Xiaofan..." Lin Jingyu looked at this embarrassed brother, couldn't help but stepped forward and hugged him.

"Jing Yu..." Zhang Xiaofan didn't seem to come back to life until this moment, the tears that had been shed originally poured out again.

"Jing Yu... the murderer is Master Puzhi... how could it be Master Puzhi... why is it Master Puzhi..." Zhang Xiaofan lay on Lin Jingyu's shoulder, crying frantically.

Lin Jingyu had already burst into tears. Over the past five years, they had been looking forward to finding the murderer of the massacre in the village, but now, when the truth came out, it was so unacceptable.

"Alas..." Zheng Jian stood in the distance and couldn't help sighing again.

"Ah..." A voice followed.

Zheng Jian was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head, no one was there!

Look down, damn it, Tian is not easy!

It was too short to turn around and not see it.

"Senior Brother Tian, ​​you can ask your sister-in-law to make you solid boots, and make them taller! Otherwise, I can't always see you..." Zheng Jian said angrily.

Tian Buyi: "..." He didn't bother to respond, he was used to it.

"Old Zheng, tell me... can your disciple accept it?" Tian Buyi was silent for a while, then whispered.

Zheng Jian stared, "Old Tian, ​​please pay attention to your words! Am I very old? Look at you, you have bags under your eyes, sunken eye sockets, your feet are floating, and you work day and night... Do you want a second child?"

Tian Buyi immediately became angry, and made a pale excuse, "You...what are you talking about? Why do I work day and night...I'm so worried..."

Zheng Jian curled his lips, "Thirty is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger! Suru is over 100 years old... Tsk tsk!"

Tian Buyi: "..."

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Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu stayed in Caomiao Village for three days, sitting in front of the graves that Song Daren and his brothers dug when they buried the villagers!

At some point, Zheng Jian came behind the two and threw down the two wine jars, "Do you want to drink?"

Lin Jingyu hesitated for a while, took the lead to pick up a wine jar, slapped the mud on it, poured a little on the grave in front of him, and then said: "Xiaofan, have a sip?"

Zhang Xiaofan raised his head in a daze, picked up another wine jar belatedly, also slapped the mud on it, then suddenly raised his head and poured it.

"Ton ton ton ton...cough cough cough cough..."

This is the first time for Zhang Xiaofan to drink alcohol, and he coughed uncontrollably, hot tears came out...

Lin Jingyu: "..." He is also speechless for this upright brother!

"Xiao Fan, drink slowly!" Lin Jingyu persuaded.

The hot liquor rushed down his throat and into his stomach, Zhang Xiaofan suddenly felt a little dizzy.

He murmured: "Father, mother... what should I do?"

As he said that, he tilted his head back and drank indiscriminately again. The wine overflowing from the corner of his mouth flowed down his throat and into his clothes. There was a cold feeling, which was completely different from the hot feeling in his throat.

"Dang..."

Zhang Xiaofan is only fifteen or sixteen years old now, he drank so violently for the first time, after a while he threw away the empty wine jar, tilted his head, and passed out drunk.

Lin Jingyu looked at Zhang Xiaofan's appearance, raised his head and poured it down, he also wanted to get drunk regardless!

So, soon, both children passed out drunk in front of the grave...

Zheng Jian carried Zhang Xiaofan behind his back, looked at Tian Buyi who was standing in a daze, "Why are you so dazed! Hurry up and take your apprentice and go back to the mountain!"

"Oh, ok!" Tian Buyi realized it later and hugged Lin Jingyu.

Zhang Xiaofan lay on Zheng Jian's shoulder, a mouthful of cold wind poured into his face, he opened his mouth suddenly, wanting to vomit!

Zheng Jian quickly put the bastard down, and let Zhang Xiaofan lie in the grass and vomit...

"Ugh... ah... vomit..."

In the end, even the bile was almost vomited out, and there was nothing to vomit.

Seeing this, Zheng Jian wiped Zhang Xiaofan's mouth and nose clean, and carried him behind his back, then set up his sword light and flew towards Qingyun Mountain.

Lin Jingyu is similar to Zhang Xiaofan on the other side...

I don't know how long it took, Zhang Xiaofan felt that he was walking in the boundless darkness, sometimes Puzhi's voice came from beside him, sometimes his parents' voices calling him, sometimes it was a villager again, sometimes it was Zheng Jian...

He suddenly opened his eyes and sat up, only to find that he had returned to his room at some point.

Zhang Xiaofan touched his aching head, and murmured: "I... how did I come back? I remember... I was in front of the village grave! Oh, yes, Master gave me... and Jing Yu a jar of wine ...I seem to be drunk!"

It was the first hangover in his life, although he had a severe headache at this time, but Zhang Xiaofan suddenly found that he was not as uncomfortable as before...

It seemed that after venting this time, the depression that had accumulated in his chest for more than five years dissipated a lot.

"Are you awake? You have been asleep for three days!" Zheng Jian walked in from the door, holding a bowl of water, "Drink some water, silly boy!"

Xiaofan took it and drank it down in one gulp, only then did he feel a bit more comfortable in his throat.