Senior Sister Cunning to the Fox (Rebirth)

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"Hua Yin, will you take me with you?"

Hua Yin put the knife back into its sheath, glanced at her, and said calmly, "Why should I take you away?"

Lin Siqin was taken aback, then bit her lower lip, and said, "In my heart, you and Master are my family..."

"In my heart----" Huayin looked at her coldly and said, "You, or any disciple of Wuyou Mountain, have never been my family members. I call you Junior Sister and teach you Wuyou Mountain martial arts because You are Master's little disciple. Now that I am no longer a Wuyou Sect disciple, you are no longer my little junior sister."

Her voice was so firm and unquestionable that Lin Siqin could not find any trace of lying.

"My family is only Shu Xian, Shu Qianzhou, and Yi Niang. I promised Yi Niang that when the flowers bloom, I will go back to see her with a gift." Hua Yin walked away steadily, her clothes slightly fluttering , elegant and moving, the originally indifferent voice has become soft and long, "The spring sun is warm today, peaches and plums are blooming, it's time for the flowers to bloom..."

Lin Siqin watched Huayin walk into the crowd of the Demon Cult, and gradually disappeared at the end of the mountain road, until the figure of that person disappeared, and he still stood there in a daze.

Several senior brothers and sisters looked at her complicatedly.Even Yi Linger, the Fourth Senior Sister who hated her the most, gave her a sympathetic look.

Third Senior Brother couldn't bear it, walked over and said, "Little Junior Sister, don't look. She really left."

Second senior brother Shi Yongchuan said: "Third senior brother, you accompany her little junior sister, and I will send master back to his room to rest."

When the third senior brother Gou Ming put his hand on Lin Siqin's shoulder, Lin Siqin trembled, as if he suddenly came to his senses, and ran down the mountain suddenly.

Gou Ming hurriedly chased after him: "Junior Sister, where are you going? Junior Sister----"

Lin Siqin didn't answer, and ran to the mountain road in a moment, intending to run down.

However, at this moment, a gray figure leaped across the air, grabbed Lin Siqin by the collar, and leaped back and forth.The back and forth is only a moment, and only a blurred back can be seen, which shows that the lightness kung fu is excellent.

On the contrary, Lin Siqin's yelling and cursing became farther and farther away, and soon disappeared.

"Master Uncle, let me go... Ouch, it hurts... My neck is broken, my neck is broken... Ah, I won't go to the stone house, let me go! You old man..."

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After the stone door opened slowly, Lin Siqin was thrown in hard and fell on the cold marble floor.She got up quickly, turned around and wanted to rush out, but she could only bump her head against the fallen stone door.

"Uncle Master! Let me out! Let me out!" Lin Siqin yelled, covering her head, "You let me ask her! Let me go to her! I don't believe it! I don't believe what she said, I'm going to ask I understand! She must have lied to me... woo woo woo... She must have lied to me... Smelly old man, it hurts to death... woo woo..."

Lin Siqin clutched her forehead, feeling that the place where her head hit the stone gate was excruciatingly painful. Maybe it was because her forehead hurt so badly that her heart felt uncomfortable. Tears flowed, and she couldn't stop it no matter what.

"...you lied to me...you lied to me since I was a child...Huayin, you bastard..."

She was lonely since she was a child, and was picked up by her master. She didn't even know how to hold chopsticks, and she ate with her hands. It was Hua Yin who taught her how to hold chopsticks and spoons, and it was Hua Yin who bathed and changed her clothes.In her mind, Huayin is no different from her own sister.Yi Niang sent her a share of the clothes!

However, Huayin said that she has never considered her as family... How is it possible?

"Since you look down on me, in order to be so nice to me? You liar, hypocrite..."

Over the years, how did she teach her to read and write, draw and play chess, taught her the principles of life, has she forgotten? Over the years, she made snacks for her with her own hands, and she always tolerated those who offend others with bad temper and love to cause trouble Are you... are you not sincere?

I don't know how long I cried, maybe because I was tired from crying, Lin Siqin finally stopped crying.

Looking for a handkerchief in the skirt, he suddenly felt the hard corner of the book.

It's "Ci Xin Jue"...

Lin Siqin took out the book, gritted his teeth bitterly, grabbed the book, and tore it in half.

"What are you talking about? It's been written for many years. It's just nonsense! You don't teach me a little bit of internal strength. You must have a guilty conscience and lie to me!"

Lin Siqin was in a state of confusion, and brought back the slang of the city when she was a child. After tearing and tearing a book, it turned into a pile of small pieces of paper less than half the size of a palm in no time.

The pieces of paper were scattered on the ground, and the delicate and handsome handwriting lay quietly. There was not a single ink mark all over the floor, which was neat and beautiful.

On one of the pieces of paper, there is a familiar sentence: "Great for merit and rush forward, damage the meridians, be careful."

Looking at this sentence, Lin Siqin saw Huayin's expression when he said this almost instantly, and the tone of Huayin's voice almost appeared in his ears.

Huayin will definitely look at her seriously, with tenderness in her warm eyes, and she will raise her brows slightly when she finished speaking the last word, making people feel that her words cannot be refuted.Her speaking voice carried the elegance unique to a scholarly woman, her tone was unhurried, and seemed to have a charming rhythm.

Lin Siqin suddenly felt reluctant again.

Thinking about it...Even if Hua Yin is deceiving, it is impossible to pretend to be 20 years old from the age of twelve or thirteen, right? She Lin Siqin is so smart, can't she tell whether other people's intentions are true or false?

He held her so tenderly and considerately last night!

Today's words must be a lie!

"Huayin, you dare to make me sad, I'm really tired of work, just wait for me--"

While swearing bitterly in his heart, he lay down on the ground and picked up the pieces of paper, gently placed them on the empty stone bed next to him, and then squatted on the ground to pick up a few scattered nearby one by one.

what?

Lin Siqin suddenly stopped.

Looks like... blood?

She found a smear of dark red blood on the palm side of her left hand.

When did it get on?

The light from the stone house comes from a row of slightly higher holes. Although it is still afternoon and the sun is shining outside, the inside of the house is still a little dark.Lin Siqin found a few candles in the corner and lit them all, and searched carefully in the room.In the end, in the middle of the stone house, where the pile of shredded papers was just now, two bloodstains were seen, but they had dried up and turned black, as if they were left a few days ago.

Just now she was sitting there crying, wiping tears all over her hands, the blood clots on the ground were wiped by her tear-stained palms while holding the paper, and it was stained a little dark red.

Lin Siqin thought for a while, then looked towards the direction where the bloodstains were facing, which was the offering table of the spirit tablet of the previous Wuyou Mountain masters.The most central piece at the front is written with the name of the master.Look at the distance of the bloodstains... It looks like someone is kneeling towards the master, and the bloodstains are divided into left and right groups, as if they were stained on the ground along the left and right knees of someone.

This stone house is located on the lowest floor of the Sutra Library, and it is the place where the smelly old man Murong cleans up.It is said that the ancestor was a first-class beauty back then, and Murong was also handsome and handsome back then. He deeply fell in love with the ancestor and swore to each other.

On weekdays, no one could enter this stone house, not even Lin Yun and Lin Siqin.This blood should belong to old man Murong.

Could it be that the old man Murong committed suicide again? These few days are not the anniversary of the death of the master!

What a queer old man.

No matter how much Lin Siqin called that smelly old man, he didn't open the door. Since he couldn't go to Huayin to settle the score, he had to wash his hands with a half pot of water in the small stone house next door. return.In the process of spelling the pages of the book, it was inevitable to scold Huayin again in his heart.

When it was completely dark and there was no more sunlight leaking in from the vent, the stone door was finally opened.

Lin Yun and the three little quail brothers came with Murong's.

Lin Siqin rushed over and hugged Master's thigh and cried bitterly.