The Taoist priest is haunted by evil spirits

Fang Jingyue added: "So after his senior brother died, I saw that he was distracted, so I used sorcery to control his mind. After provoking him for a few words, he went crazy, angrily scolded your sister for killing his senior brother, This gave my master the opportunity to kill him. I didn't expect your sister to block the sword and get seriously injured for this so-called friend, do you think it's worth it?"

Ying Yi brought a sword when he came, and now the sword is out of its sheath, and it is inserted into Fang Jingyue's heart.He pulled out his sword, let the rain wash it away, and did not forget to turn it over halfway.

Fang Jingyue fell to the ground, still saying intermittently: "I took my master's magic weapon when he was seriously injured...and escaped a catastrophe...my master deserves to die and neither of you should live...I am the future Sect Leader...you...you are all tripping..." Before he could finish speaking, he died, and he couldn't bear to die.

After the disciples serving him left, Ye Jingheng got up and got out of bed, sat down at the table, and wrote something on the rice paper.Suddenly, his heart hurt and he vomited a mouthful of blood.

He tried his best to continue writing, but the blood kept gushing out, smearing on his clothes and paper.

It wasn't until he finished writing the last word that he folded the paper and stuffed it into the envelope, and wrote a name on the envelope. Then he threw away the pen as if he was tired, and fell on the table as if he was finally relieved.

Seeing that his enemy was dead, Ying Yi kicked the corpse annoyedly: "There's so much nonsense, what's the difference between you saying you have to finish talking before you die and finishing talking before you die?"

Lu Jingyu remained silent, Ying Yi looked at him, and the two of them stared at each other silently in the heavy rain. There was a thunderclap in the distant sky, and the smell of the rain-wet soil and the smell of blood intertwined in the air.

Ying Yi trembled imperceptibly, and he asked, "Do you have anything to say to me?"

"Yes, of course." Lu Jingyu stopped looking at him, and lowered his head to straighten the whip in his hand, "I already have someone else in my heart, and your sister was seriously injured because of me, please don't spend any more time on me, since you already know Once the facts are known, go back where you came from.”

He tidied up the whip and was about to leave, but Ying Yi grabbed his hand.

"What about now?" Ying Yi's voice trembled a little.

This person was very afraid of thunder, and he was so frightened that his words trembled.Lu Jingyu shook that hand away vigorously, and said: "Today is Mid-Autumn Festival, I will go back and get you something, just wait for me." After saying that, he left without looking back.

This kind of thing can't stay with him, so it's better to return it to its original owner.From this day on, the secrets he had hidden for many years were not made public, but it made no difference.

Ying Yi just stood there, waiting for Lu Jingyu to come back without moving.

Sure enough, after a while Lu Jingyu arrived at the forbidden area again, holding the jade box in his hand. "Give it back to you." He handed over the jade box.

Ying Yi didn't answer either, there was a distance between them, and Lu Jingyu's hand just stopped there.

"I have no reason to take back what I gave you." Ying Yi said.

"Thank you so much," Lu Jingyu said coldly, "Thanks to the wrong love, I have no intentions for you. You can take what happened a while ago as an accident, and there is no difference between you and someone else that night."

"You don't need to say these things to drive me away. It wasn't you who had evil thoughts back then, and it wasn't you who used sorcery to disturb people's minds. Why do you use other people's sins to punish yourself?" Ying Yi said seriously, It wasn't once or twice that he was kicked out. Before those times, he just left, but this time he didn't want to.

But Lu Jingyu insisted on driving him away. In fact, his mind was also very disturbed. If Ying Yi knew the ins and outs of the matter from the beginning, he wouldn't be so late.

"Don't always post it upside down with a playful smile to annoy people, I don't want to see you in the future, get out of here." He let go, and the box fell to the ground and fell apart, the hair crown inside rolled to the side .

Ying Yi smiled, and his eyes moved down a little, fixed on Lu Jingyu's neck, "You still have something to return to me." He stretched his hand towards Lu Jingyu's neck, and pulled out the rope he was wearing. It was the golden whistle.

He chanted a mantra, and the golden color of the whistle instantly dimmed, and the top was covered with rust, turning into a scrap iron whistle.He walked quickly to the edge of the cliff, raised his hand and threw the whistle away.

He looked back at Lu Jingyu: "Okay, don't you think it's annoying and you can't throw it away? I'll throw it away for you, and now we're clear."

He paused, and said again: "I'm getting out."

Lu Jingyu watched Ying Yi walk away in front of him and then disappeared, until he could no longer see that figure, then he walked to the edge of the cliff, and Yu Jian flew down.

How could Ying Yi throw down the broken whistle without his permission?He repeated it over and over in his heart, telling himself to just go down and find something that belonged to him.He hurriedly jumped off the sword, and some water accumulated at the bottom of the cliff, splashing on his shoes and clothes with his movements.

He didn't care, bent down and put his hand into the stagnant water to try to find the whistle. He didn't roll up his sleeves, letting them get soaked by the muddy water.The pool of water was not small, so he simply knelt on the ground and continued to search.

His clothes were soaked, and after being soaked in muddy water, his own whiteness could hardly be seen, it was all stuck to his body, his hair was also soaked and stuck to his back, and he was in a mess.He was like a madman, constantly looking for the treasure that should belong to him on the ground.

He groped the ground inch by inch, and finally found his treasure. He wiped it with his clean skirt, and carefully put the rare treasure back on his neck.At this moment, he admitted that he was not a strong-willed person at all. Which strong-willed person would allow himself to regret it again and again?

All of this was seen by Ying Yi—he turned into an oriole and hid in the tree, regardless of the place that had brought him nightmares when he was a child.He saw Lu Jingyu knelt on the ground in the rain looking for it, and finally put on the whistle he had given him again cherishingly.He thought about it now, and immediately walked in front of him.

Lu Jingyu stood up, stumbled towards the woods, and stretched out his arms under a tree.

"I saw you. I know you stay in the tree when you are most afraid of thunder. It's okay. I'll follow you. Don't be afraid." He said.

No voice responded to him, and he just stood under the tree like this.After a long time, an oriole flew down from the tree, landed on his shoulder, and flew away quickly.

After standing there for an unknown amount of time, Lu Jingyu slowly walked away and returned to his residence.

After a while, a person appeared at his door. This person leaned against the door and drank wine on his own. There was a box in his arms. Never closed my eyes.

Lu Jingyu's voice came from the door: "You go."

Ying Yi turned a deaf ear to it, and leaned against the door, the two of them sat like this for a whole night separated by a door.

Lu Jingyu began to think about some "if".It would have been fine if he had met Ying Yi first, so nothing would have happened, but there has never been any if in this world, and he could only temporarily ease his mind in this self-deceiving "if".

His senior brother told him back then that sooner or later he would find someone worth relying on, instead of mistaking this kind of family affection for other feelings, but he has been here for so many years, and he has never had anything to rely on.He is probably not destined for these, or he does not need that kind of thing called relying on.

When he got up in the morning, Yan Xiao didn't even have time to cook, so he rushed to visit Uncle Ye. Before he entered the courtyard, he saw several senior brothers in the courtyard hurried out in hemp and mourning.One of them saw him and said to him, "To Yi, Master Ye has gone."

The news was like a bolt from the blue, Yan Xiao was a little unsteady for a while, and he managed to calm down. He hurriedly said, "I'll go and tell my master."

Another person stuffed a letter into his hand and said: "This is what Master Ye left for Master Lu, you can also take it to him."

"Okay." Yan Xiao took the letter and hurried back to the residence. Lu Jingyu just came out of the house, and when he saw him coming, he said, "I have something to tell you."

Seeing that Lu Jingyu was pale and haggard, Yan Xiao went to support him.

"No need." Lu Jingyu refused, and said, "You have also seen the one who was locked up in the forbidden area. The person who killed your parents back then was his master. It was your mother who killed him by burning jade and stone together. He is the common enemy of your uncle and me, and died in our hands yesterday."

Another bolt from the blue, Yan Xiao remembered the reaction of that person seeing him and what he said to him before, and most of the doubts in his heart were solved.He handed the letter to Lu Jingyu: "Master, Master Ye left last night, and the brothers in the yard asked me to give this to you."

Lu Jingyu opened the letter. There were so many bloodstains on the paper that he could hardly read the writing on it.

There are some past events written on it. It turned out that Ye Jingheng took Yan Xiao away not to silence, but because he was worried that the child would be killed by his ambitious master sooner or later if he grew up in Yiyun, so he took the child to the foot of the mountain, He was found by a couple and he gave the child up for adoption.

In the end, Ye Jingheng's handwriting was extremely scribbled. He wrote that if he knew that his younger brother was dead, he could only be filed into ashes. He only hoped that they could put some of his younger brother's ashes in his coffin and bury himself in the forbidden area. On the edge of the well.

After reading the letter, Lu Jingyu carefully folded the letter and put it back in the envelope.He sighed and said, "You can go with me."