I teamed up with my nemesis after rebirth

Shen Ping smiled, the lights in Linyuan Palace were always the last to go out, and the news reports in their jade slips were non-stop, Xie Qiao's wish to hold power in his hands was fulfilled.

"Three years later, I finally entered the inner door and came into contact with a lot of confidential information. It took me a long time to find clues to the murderer who killed my parents, brother and sister." Xie Qiao clenched his fists, his eyes were blood red, and the warm water in the cup was dangerous. Shen Pingfeng held his hand and let him slowly calm down.

The dead branches standing on the cliff made a tooth-piercing creaking sound under the pull of the rope. Xie Qiao struggled desperately, his immature voice hoarse. The same, staring stiffly at the dark endless space under his feet.

There were four men and women kneeling on the other side of the cliff. Xie Qiao had good eyesight and clearly saw that they were his family members. He didn't dare to cry anymore, for fear that he would break the rope and fall into the abyss forever.

The man wearing a mask threatened his parents to hand over the grudges of time and let them get out of the sinking place. The man put a knife on Xie Qing's neck, but even if his sister was facing death, she still showed disdain and kept silent.

When the man asked a question, he cut a knife on Xie Qing's body. Xie Qing clenched her teeth tightly, blood oozing from the gap between her teeth, and finally burst out laughing loudly, the laughter resounded through the mountains and forests. The bone body was kicked off the cliff by men, followed by his mother, his elder brother, and his father, but they valued dignity and pride more than life, and would never surrender.

Xie Qiao was dazzled by the cold sweat, his eardrums were buzzing, and he could no longer hear what the other party said, but he still remembered his parents' warning that only beheading could make him bow his head.

He bit his tongue to keep himself from fainting, wishing he could see through the mask and burn the murderer's face into his mind, he wanted to remember how his family was tortured and killed cruelly, and repay them one by one thousands of times.

The man failed to get anything he wanted, so he ordered his subordinates to torture Xie Qiao. Xie Qiao stared at the person who came over from Yujian. The head bit the man's arm, and the rope of the gauntlet broke, revealing a clear mole on the wrist.

The subordinate let go of his hand in pain, Xie Qiao kicked the knife with his toe, the snow light flashed by, the blade cut off the dead branch, he broke free from the restraint of his hand when he fell from mid-air, exhausted his spiritual energy and made a trick, I moved sideways several feet in a row and disappeared from the sight of my subordinates.

The poisonous miasma under the cliff was full of monsters, and the masked man didn't dare to chase him down, so he just regarded him as dead without a place to bury him. Bloodbath washed the whole family of Xie's family, and Pole Star Pavilion has been notorious in the sinking place ever since.

"The resentment of time is on me, but we will not be threatened by others." Xie Qiao flipped out a bow, which was exquisite and gorgeous, and the bow string was a dark fire that burned silently. I went down the cliff, but when I was about to fall to the bottom of the cliff, I was rescued by a young crane, which couldn't fly high by itself, so it took me and fell into a pile of dry vines, and it survived."

"So it was Feilu who saved you." Shen Pingfeng sighed. Compared with Xie Qiao, all the setbacks he suffered in the realm of cultivation were nothing more than that.

"I stayed at the bottom of the cliff for almost a year, killed countless monsters, and fell off the cliff countless times. When Feilu finally took me up, I didn't even dare to open my eyes in the air... I would panic, I will be afraid, and I will question myself why I am so incompetent and cowardly, I am not as good as my parents, brothers and sisters."

Xie Qiao twitched the corners of his mouth mockingly: "But I still went into the inner door to find the answer. My enemy is already the hall master of the Jixing Pavilion. I used the hatred of time to lure him out, and murdered him with this poisonous knife. Clean him and his subordinates to pieces."

"If it's not a coincidence, now you see the same mole on the soul master's wrist, it can only mean that the subordinate is not dead." Shen Pingfeng also couldn't help questioning, "You have been chopped into minced meat, is it possible to live?"

"After all, I was young at the time, and I didn't have much experience." Xie Qiao was half-truly modest, with a deep cold face, "Unless he was resurrected, or the subordinate was not him at all, but some kind of magician." Can't pretend to be a dead ghost."

"The resurrection method that completely restores the body and soul only exists in legends, and there has never been a credible record of the famous spells of various realms." Shen Pingfeng murmured, "I am more inclined to disguise spells. According to the investigation of the personnel changes in the Pole Star Pavilion at that time, this person's cultivation level is not bad, and he will have contact with Yifeng, the flower door god, and retreated or disappeared after the battle in Burning Star Valley."

"The Pole Star Pavilion started from looting everywhere, and it was not on the right track until 300 years ago. There are not many old parts of the Pole Star Pavilion left. It is quite difficult to check, but it is better to have a framework than to start blindly." Xie Qiao took a long breath. Get up and get out of bed and cheer up, "Contact Linyuan Hall, search for people as required, and let the library pass over all the ancient books related to the chain formation. I will be able to find out the location of the Beihai formation within today."

"Yes." Shen Pingfeng nodded. Xie Qiao didn't need to be comforted. He just had to follow behind him as always. Shoulder, "It doesn't matter if you don't dare to open your eyes, this Anping river and mountain is still in my eyes, just like you."

Xie Qiao was slightly taken aback, and when he turned his head, the monocle was already covered in front of his eyes: "...Hey, Shen Huwei, you scare me."

Shen Pingfeng: "..." Okay, I didn't say anything.

Xie Qiao raised the corner of his mouth, not intentionally showing a sharp smile, but simply feeling happy, he grabbed Shen Pingfeng's sleeve and said, "Go, let's eat your sweet words."

Shen Pingfeng is helpless, but they have known each other for 200 years, so they can wait another 200 years.

……

Luzhou City, Murao Town.

There is no pier for Xuanzhou to dock in the town, so Lu Yinshuang and Chang Jingyu had to fly tens of miles with the sword, and landed outside the town. Vines found that the date of inscription was three years ago, and that Murao Town was no longer under the protection of the Changlin Sect.

"What school is Gui Hongmen?" Lu Yinshuang asked with a glance.

"It's a small sect in the town next door. It seems that it has taken over Murao Town." Chang Jingyu stood up and clapped his hands, "Let's enter the town first. We stood here for a long time and no one came in or out. It seems that Murao Town is even worse than before. Desolation, if it is too difficult for the brothers to support the sect, I can help them."

Lu Yinshuang and he passed through the gatehouse, but the town was sparsely populated, and most of the doors and windows on both sides of the narrow ancient alley were closed, connected with cobwebs. A silvery glint gathered in Lu Yinshuang's eyes, and he withdrew his spiritual consciousness after a while: "This street is basically empty. people."

Chang Jingyu frowned, and walked all the way to the end of the street with Lu Yinshuang, only to meet a deaf old man who couldn't understand their questions, so the two had no choice but to step on the stone bridge and go to Zhenxi.

"How can Murao Town be like this?" Chang Jingyu stood on the stone bridge and looked around. A faded shop sign was lifted by the breeze, and the water under the bridge was covered with duckweed. My child, I can only faintly hear a few birdsong.

"Perhaps something happened that caused the town to relocate." Lu Yinshuang took the lead off the bridge, jumped up to the second floor of a residential house, and came back after seeing it from the window. The debris is piled up, and the people should leave spontaneously.”

Chang Jingyu became depressed a little bit, lost and said: "I thought I could still see acquaintances."

"When you arrive at Changlin School, you will naturally have acquaintances." Lu Yinshuang said casually, "Which direction?"

Chang Jingyu pointed to the south, and as soon as he took a step forward, he heard a thud behind him, Lu Yinshuang turned his head, and saw a disheveled man jumping into the waist-deep river, sobbing and reaching out to stir the water surface .

"Excuse me, do you live in this town? But what's the problem?" Lu Yinshuang stood on the shore and bowed his hands politely.

The man looked up at him, then suddenly raised his head and splashed water on him, howling while splashing.

Chang Jingyu swished over, swept the water back to Hanoi with a flick of his sleeve, and scolded sharply: "Don't pretend to be crazy, come up and talk!"

"Forgive me, I was wrong! Woohoo..." The man was so frightened that he jumped up, sat down in the water, grabbed two handfuls of duckweed, and wiped the green leaves all over his head and face. His hair was sticking together, and he couldn't see his facial features clearly. At this moment, he seemed to be satisfied, and he smirked.

Lu Yinshuang felt that this was a man of taste, so he took two steps back and said to Chang Jingyu, "Forget it, he's unconscious, why bother with him."

Chang Jingyu nodded, and didn't want to drag the lunatic, but the man suddenly fell into the water on his back, and bubbles bubbled out of the water surface.

"Tsk, trouble." Lu Yinshuang had no choice but to raise his index finger to get a little distance from the water, and the entire river section slowly condensed into ice, pushing the lunatic who was stuffy in the water up.

"Immortal... Immortal Elder?" Sitting on the ice, the lunatic asked in a daze.

"Let's do it for ourselves." Lu Yinshuang felt that he had done his best not to let him drown, and beckoned Chang Jingyu to leave.

The lunatic suddenly cried aggrievedly again, and muttered softly: "Changlin...can't find it, go home, I want to go home..."

Lu Yinshuang paused, Chang Jingyu bumped his head against his back, and turned around in surprise.

"Where do you live?" Lu Yinshuang asked softly.

"Xinghe Village, thank you Immortal Elder." The lunatic looked like a dirty normal person again, and sat obediently to answer.

"Xinghe Village? Where is it?" Chang Jingyu asked.

The lunatic pointed in a direction, and Lu Yinshuang reached out to him and said, "Please."

"This place is not too far from Yonghe Village." Lu Yinshuang said suddenly.

Chang Jingyu breathed a sigh of relief, and replied lazily: "That's right, Yonghe Village is located in Fenghua City to the west of this place, how did senior know about it?"

"You were young when you left Yonghe Village, so you shouldn't have walked too far. It's easy to deduce from your appearance in the illusion." Lu Yinshuang said lightly, "He said that his home is in Xinghe Village, so he might not be far away from you. Yin Xinghe is related, otherwise it is just an ordinary town, how could there be a village with such an elegant name."

Chang Jingyu looked back subconsciously, and the lunatic suddenly rushed forward, and asked Lu Yinshuang with his face covered with all kinds of debris, "What's the name of the immortal?"

Lu Yinshuang felt for a moment that he was pretending to be crazy, and replied calmly, "My surname is Lu."

"Oh, Immortal Lu, what's your surname?" The lunatic laughed.

Lu Yinshuang: "..." He retracted his preface.

The three of them walked from Murao Town to the outside of the town. When they saw a few scattered houses in the distance, the lunatic's footsteps became brisk.

Lu Yinshuang and Chang Jingyu followed him to a family. During the day, most of the villagers went to work in the fields, and there was only a gray-haired old man left in the lunatic's house. There was no surprise or relief when the lunatic came back, but he shook his head and sighed.

"Sorry, is this Xinghe Village?" Chang Jingyu followed into the courtyard and asked the old man.

"Yes, you guys are from the city?" The old man let out a smoke ring with his pipe in his mouth.

"Well, old man, we want to visit the Changlin faction, why is there no one in the town?" Lu Yinshuang said.

The old man frowned, and waved his hands as if he didn't want to mention it. At this time, the lunatic was lying on the fence and looking out again, pushing the wall down. The old man scolded him irritably: "Ning Zhi! Stay away from the stick!" , Do you hear me! Cultivating an immortal to cultivate such a virtue is really bloody bad luck."

Chang Jingyu's face froze, and after a while he asked in disbelief: "Old man, is your son's name... Shao Ningzhi?"

"Why, do you know him?" The old man stood up from the stool, "You said you were going to the Changlin faction. Is that Ning Zhi's former accomplice?"

Lu Yinshuang: "... fellow practitioners, we are his fellow practitioners."

"Bah, what kind of fairy is bullshit!" The old man suddenly became angry, "The real fairy is like Fairy Xinghe, who saves people without expecting anything in return, like the Changlin sect, who fights bravely and is finally flattened by others. My son was also scared like this, I told him a long time ago that he is not the material for cultivating immortals, how can he suffer this crime after passing through his life like an ordinary old man!"

Chang Jingyu remained silent with shock in his eyes, while Lu Yinshuang remained calm, and asked for him: "Old sir, as far as I know, after the death of the master of the Changlin sect, there are only a few disciples, so why is there a disaster? Sir, I know, please give me some advice.”

The old man listened to his polite words, and habitually extinguished the fire that was angered by his stupid son. He knocked on the pipe and said, "Master Lin is still a good man, and Murao Town is very peaceful when he is around." , Later I heard that he was pissed to death, and the disciples under him became restless and kept in touch with some mysterious guys. My son Ning Zhi was also nervous, and he hid a lot of money back, and was beaten up later , said he wanted to quit the Changlin faction, but he ran home covered in blood the next day, fell asleep, and woke up abnormally. I went to the Changlin faction to explain, but the corpses were all in disorder, and they were all dead , the house burned too."

Chang Jingyu was dumbfounded when he heard it, and then he stumbled for a while and said, "They are all dead? The rest of the disciples, Aunt Liu in the kitchen, are they all dead?"

The senior sister who always took him back to pet cats, the senior brother who lent him books and taught him his homework, and Aunt Liu who always filled him with extra food in the kitchen... are all dead?

"Basically, I was so scared at the time that I ran away even rolling and crawling. Which normal person is not scared when he sees it. No wonder my son was frightened. I am lucky if I didn't die." The old man squatted on the fence with his eyes gloomy. Shao Ningzhi underneath, resentment and unavoidable heartache.

"Impossible, it shouldn't be." Chang Jingyu clenched his fists tightly, guilt, anxiety and remorse intertwined. Do your best to save when the enemy attacks, and advance and retreat together with the brothers and sisters who are fighting bloody battles.

Now he wants to face up to the past and unravel the knot in the Changlin School himself, but he has no chance anymore. Those countless years of living with his master have become fragments in his memory that can no longer be added.

"Calm down." Lu Yinshuang stretched out her hand to press on his shoulder, and suddenly remembered the feeling of pinching the cat inappropriately, so she moved her hand to the back of Chang Jingyu's neck, and squeezed it soothingly.

Chang Jingyu tensed up instantly, turned his head to look at Lu Yinshuang, his eyes seemed like a flood that was about to burst a bank, he did not want to accept this ending, and said dryly: "Senior, I only mustered up the courage...to meet Lu Yinshuang. Brother and sister, I even think they will forgive me, should I not go? Master took me back when I was in the most difficult time, but I can't live and die with everyone when the sect is alive..."

"Then you regret meeting me?" Lu Yinshuang narrowed his eyes slightly, his tone getting colder.

Chang Jingyu was startled, shook his head and said: "I never regret meeting senior, without senior, I would never be able to return to Murao Town again."

"Hmph, then there's nothing to say." Lu Yinshuang's complexion softened, his eyes became a little playful, and he slid his finger down Chang Jingyu's back for two minutes, patted it and put it back, his sleeves slightly raised, The magic tricks of Back to Dream and Sleeping in Sleep shone on Shao Ningzhi and the old man respectively, "The authorities are fascinated, you need to change your thinking and be more rational. Let yourself stand outside the situation first, and think carefully about the time when Sect Master Lin passed away. Is there something wrong with my fellow practitioners?"

Chang Jingyu is not a dull person, but he was caught in emotions for a while and couldn't get away. When reminded by Lu Yinshuang, he silently recited a few meditation formulas to force himself to calm down, reached out and grabbed Lu Yinshuang's sleeve and took a step closer. Uncontrollably yearning for more security brought by Lu Yinshuang, she simply leaned into his arms and put her head on his shoulder.

"...They all hate me. At first it was Senior Sister, she liked Senior Brother Lin Lang very much, I killed him, of course she wanted to hate me, then Senior Brother Shao, he always said the meanest things when everyone gathered, Like I'm going to kill everyone."

"Then the master passed away. As soon as the tombstone of brother Lin Lang was erected, the master fell in front of the tomb of the brother. At this time, everyone started to blame me. I always took it for granted. Whether it was beating me, scolding me, letting me Get out of Changlin faction..."

Lu Yinshuang could clearly feel that Chang Jingyu was trembling. He tried his best to restrain himself and speak in a steady tone, but his voice was still gradually choking. Lu Yinshuang sighed softly, thinking of the child staying in the corner of the mourning hall in the illusion. Everyone thinks that he is unnecessary to live in this world, so can he still be saved?

Lu Yinshuang raised his hand and hugged him back, his movements were stiff and unfamiliar, but Chang Jingyu seemed to have received great comfort, and hugged his waist tightly.

"...Let go." Lu Yinshuang froze for a while, then grabbed Chang Jingyu's head and dragged away the child who was quietly wiping away tears.

"Did senior dislike me?" Chang Jingyu looked at him aggrievedly and refused to let go.

Lu Yinshuang: "..." I won't eat this again.

"If there is something hidden behind the demise of the Changlin School, it must have something to do with Senior Brother Shao." Chang Jingyu took second place and said, grabbing Lu Yinshuang's arm.

Lu Yinshuang had to sacrifice half of his body's freedom, and wearily put his handkerchief on Chang Jingyu's face: "I went to check his memory, but he is crazy, and the information I can get is limited."

"Well, thank you senior." Chang Jingyu had cried enough, and obediently followed Lu Yinshuang to check.

Lu Yinshuang put Shao Ningzhi down, closed his eyes and looked through his memory, his use of shadow tracing was superficial, and he only captured a few clear fragments in his chaotic mind.

Shao Ningzhi walked up the mountain with a cage, looked around furtively, felt that it was almost done, put the cage on the ground, a few cat meows came out, and then a few kittens came out from the cage door, and ran away nimbly up.

The next scene is Shao Ningzhi pacing around the house violently, the senior sister has no luster in her eyes, and said hoarsely, "What's your purpose?"

"What other purpose is there, of course it is for money!" Shao Ningzhi slapped the table, "I have already established a foundation, as long as I have money to buy a good elixir, I can reach Jindan before the age of 30! As long as I have Money can also join a bigger sect, so why be trapped in this wilderness!"

The senior sister shook her head: "I don't want to cooperate with you. Brother Lang is dead, and the master is gone. I just want to stay with Brother Lang and talk to him at his tomb. I don't want to do anything. You can do whatever you like."

"You're crazy, don't you want revenge?" Shao Ningzhi insisted on lobbying, "Chang Jingyu killed your brother Lang, we just need to break him down and drive him out, not for you to kill, what are you afraid of. "

The senior sister stopped responding and just stared blankly at the sword left by Lin Lang, Shao Ningzhi had no choice but to kick the door out unwillingly.

And Shao Ningzhi hurried back to the Changlin School, he went straight to his room to pack and salute, but suddenly heard the sound of killing, he secretly went to the front yard to watch, saw a group of men in black unilaterally suppressing several disciples, he was so scared When he was in a daze, the fellow practitioners who had been with him day and night died tragically under the sword. He panicked and fled into the kitchen in embarrassment. Aunt Liu was killing a chicken. Under the hot corpse, he tightly held his breath.

"Is everything resolved?" someone asked back in the front yard.

"Well, no one was left alive, so report back to the Lord."

"Don't worry about the corpse in the tomb?"

"No one will doubt that this is just an ordinary revenge killing gate, why waste time, go."

Lu Yinshuang opened his eyes and let out a deep breath of cold air.

"From now on, you don't have to blame yourself anymore. Everything of the Changlin faction is a trick, and you are just a victim."

Chang Jingyu stood beside him, as if listening to some obscure lesson, Lu Yinshuang's tone was too serious, as if he was trying to comfort him, he slowly issued a puzzling "ah?" Some are at a loss.

"Go to the Changlin faction and open the coffin for an autopsy." Lu Yinshuang smoothed his clothes, and the misty cold air dissipated, covering the surroundings with a layer of killing intent, and the anger that hadn't been seen for a long time gradually boiled in his heart.

The author has something to say: Happy New Year, little angels!Pay attention to your body and have fun at home? (^?^*)