"Don't look at Huang Yaoshi but look at me. You probably don't mean now?" Song Huaichen put down his hand on his chin and sat up straight, "You are much more straightforward than your senior brother. You admit it when you are discovered, so tell me about your purpose." Right—the one I interrupted."

"Let's say it's better now, but now it's a failure." Dao Yi's chubby face showed no expression, "I almost rescued my senior brother... let him go, he is not a flower picker, but I am. You let go first I will tell you my purpose only after he is gone."

"Do you think you have room for bargaining?" The clerk said first, "Chi Gu's failure to report his knowledge is not innocent, and now he just saved himself from the pain of soul searching."

"You consider yourself a flower picker. If you say it, we can deal with it as appropriate. If you don't say it, we can search for the soul."

"Then search." Dao Yi was completely fearless, "It's not like I haven't been searched before."

The clerk choked: "You—"

Song Huaichen took over the conversation, just to cover up the clerk's gaffe: "You have been soul-searched—" There are also monks who can recover after being soul-searched, but most of the people who are soul-searched are vicious and vicious, and it is impossible to become a disciple of the Eight Sects. Walking in broad daylight, then there is only one possibility left, "Is it a misjudgment?"

Daoyi lowered the corner of his mouth, and gave a sneer with hatred: "Pingyang City University, so many things happen every day, so many people have to be arrested, who will pay attention to whether there are any wrong arrests in it, and whether there will be any deliberate arrests?" Woolen cloth?"

"Even if it's really wrong, just let it go with some innocuous compensation. After a few days, who will remember how much suffering the person who was wrongly judged suffered?"

Chi Gu opened his mouth tremblingly, not knowing what to say, he called out his junior's name in vain: "Dao Yi..."

He obviously did.

"I remember." Unexpectedly, Lu Tingyun also spoke, "I remember that almost 20 years ago, there was a case of cheating and being caught in Pingyang City. It was a woman from a family." .”

"In the beginning, it was rumored that the disciples of Jinguyuan were fans and attempted rape, but later it was said that this was not the case. There is no conclusion about the truth."

"Unexpectedly, Lu Tingyun also likes to listen to gossip." Dao Yi said sarcastically, but his expression calmed down a little, "That disciple from the outer sect of Jingu Garden is me." He felt comforted just because someone remembered it.

"In the end, there is no conclusion because the truth is artificially covered up. Who will tell the dirty things about the family?" Daoyi sneered, "I was the one who was stunned. When I opened my eyes, I saw a crying woman from the family screaming Let me destroy her innocence, she was forced."

"I couldn't argue with a hundred words. I was imprisoned in Pingyang Prison for more than a year. During this period, no matter how I asked for help, I wanted to find evidence to prove my innocence, but no one paid any attention. When I was taken to the Interrogation Division again, they would not give me a defense. The opportunity is immediately to search for the soul."

"Give it to me." Di Rongshan said suddenly, and the clerk turned his eyes unhurriedly. His acting skills were excellent, and the gaze he was looking at Di Rongshan was completely the gaze of a superior.

"I was there at the time, and you said that you were deceived, but you hesitated to say who deceived you." Di Rongshan slightly lowered his head at the clerk, "Pingyang City University, it happens every day. There are countless stories, your case is nothing more than stealing incense and jade, even if the target is a daughter of a family, it stands to reason that you should not be imprisoned for so long."

"You claim to be wronged, and the aristocratic family that wanted a quick battle began to put pressure on Pingyang City from the moment they caught you, and wanted to search for your soul. If the Pingyang City Lord's Mansion disagrees, the matter will continue to drag."

Chi Gu said: "Since you disagree, why don't you give him a chance to defend? Isn't one year enough for you to find out the truth?"

"You only listened to his one-sided words. Since you are already in prison, you are wearing a crime. As a criminal, what you say is not true," Di Rongshan said, "I can barely prove that I may not be a prisoner, but I don’t want to reveal any more information—they obviously know something.” Di Rongshan paused, “It’s quite similar to your current appearance.”

The man in fur let out a low laugh, with an indescribable sarcasm in his smile: "It's a pleasure to take the blame for someone else. Chigu, do you think that if Daoyi didn't jump out by himself today, you would have escaped the soul-hunting incident?" Is it a level? The case 20 years ago was not known all over the city. Pingyang City and the family have not given up on the investigation for a year, and finally used the trick of searching for souls—you remember this incident. Nowadays, there is a lot of flower-picking thieves , the impact is much greater than that case, and you dare to take the blame."

"Destroying a boudoir's reputation is not killing people, it's better than killing people. What earth-shattering thing did Daoyi do to make you defend him like this?"

Di Rongshan's words were sarcasm, mocking Chi Gu and Dao Yi's indiscrimination of right and wrong, Song Huaichen spoke sharper, and the precious human touch in the indiscrimination of right and wrong was shattered.

"Or, are you sure he will come to save you? So you simply act out a bitter scene?"

Chi Gu was very calm: "I don't expect anyone to save me."

Daoyi was very angry: "You have never been framed, and you don't know that when people are desperate, they can't afford such a small brain!"

Song Huaichen did not have a similar experience: "What you said may be reasonable, but the topic is too far away. Because you were suspected, you were imprisoned for a year, then you were soul searched, and then you were released because you were not guilty—I'm afraid you can't Is it a misjudgment?" He looked at Di Rongshan inquiringly.

"Other aristocratic families are involved, so I can't go into details." Di Rongshan flatly refused, "Daoyi is not a criminal, but he is not innocent. He survived the soul search, and his journey has not yet ended. Pingyang City gave compensation, and we I thought I had done my best.” He complained in a low voice, “I don’t want to think about how much manpower and material resources Pingyang has spent searching for evidence because he didn’t speak clearly—wasn’t it because he didn’t need soul searching skills?”

Dao was expressionless: "You are on Pingyang's side, so naturally everything you say is right."

Di Rongshan sneered: "I grew up in Pingyang, if I'm not on Pingyang's side, I'm still on your side?"

Di Rongshan brought the topic back: "You are a flower picker now, is it because of that incident 20 years ago?"

Daoyi admitted: "Yes."

Song Huaichen immediately asked: "Do you not like women?"

Huang Yaoshi was drinking tea and almost spit out a mouthful of water; Chi Gu was kneeling, shaking uncontrollably; Dao Yi looked at him in surprise, and admitted: "Yes."

Lu Tingyun couldn't help asking: "Why?" He asked Song Huaichen, "Why do you have such doubts?"

"Since it's revenge, it's hard to understand why he would be lenient." Song Huaichen's voice was calm, and he didn't feel that his words were like Yunzhi's "the flower picker is a woman", which opened the door to a new world. Dazed, there is no one so beautiful that he can't control it? If he really likes women, why would he think of provoking the Cangjing Pavilion..." Song Huaichen said the last three words while looking into Lu Tingyun's eyes. Accented, "...provoke you."

Lu Tingyun's pupils trembled, and Song Huaichen, who was dressed in white and white hair in his field of vision, had a calm expression, with a hint of anger in his seriousness, his aggressive aura was more eye-catching than his handsome beauty, and he couldn't move his eyes away.

"I like men." Daoyi said directly, and he held back his words for a long time. Now that he has exposed his identity as a flower picker, if he doesn't say anything else, he probably won't have a chance. "Twenty years ago, I was just an outer disciple. The catastrophe that happened was precisely because of the man I like."

Pingyang is the largest city in the cultivation world. Disciples of various sects often come here for various reasons. Inner disciples are doing business, and outer disciples will come together as followers.

Dao Yi was honest and willing to do things, and the inner disciples were willing to bring him here. With many visits, Dao Yi also had acquaintances, many of whom were from aristocratic families, the Golden Valley Garden cultivated grains, and had many contacts with aristocratic families.

Among Dao Yi's acquaintances, there is a special one, that is a gentle and refined son of aristocratic family, who takes good care of Dao Yi who is an outer disciple, after coming and going, the two became acquainted.As time went by, Daoyi gradually developed some ambiguous thoughts, thinking that the other party was not the heir whom he had placed high hopes on, and that he and he were not completely impossible, so he mustered up the courage to confess his feelings, and waited tremblingly for the other party's response, and waited for him to come. What is most striking is the shocked expression on the other side, and the unconcealable look in his eyes——

disgust.

The way of the Tao pays attention to the harmony of yin and yang. Although it is cultivation, it is still like the ordinary world. After all, intercourse between men and women is the mainstream.

Daoyi was frustrated, disappointed, and even desperate, but he let go and stopped entanglement, and broke off contact with that person.

But after a period of time, when Dao Yi accidentally saw the man with a sad face, he hesitated again and again, and finally couldn't help but go up to him and ask him what's wrong.

Dao Yi said: "I'm very glad that he still regards me as a friend and is willing to confide in me."

Song Huaichen thought to himself: This is fatal.

The children of that family were not valued, and they were not free to marry, so they were forced to marry a girl they didn't like.

Because he has come into contact with many aristocratic families, Daoyi also understands that there is no way to do it. Most of the children of the aristocratic families accept their fate and will not resist too much. Like the situation in front of him, it is very likely that they already have a sweetheart.

When Dao asked him, he hesitated and refused to speak.

Daoyi was both sad and distressed, and asked if he really had no room for change?

The aristocratic family shook his head and said that unless one of the two of them was found to be lacking in virtue, or simply disappeared, the engagement would be broken.

Huang Yaoshi was shocked: "Just because of this, you are going to destroy a girl's innocence?"

"The person I like and the person I hate is of course bad in everything." Dao Yi admitted, "And that girl also happens to have a sweetheart—that aristocratic family told me."

In this way, it will be a matter of course, find a chance for the girl and her sweetheart to have a relationship directly, the engagement will be terminated naturally, Daoyi is responsible for going to stun the girl's sweetheart, and send him to the girl's room.

"There was a mistake in the middle, and I was the one who was stunned." Daoyi didn't want to recall the details, so he just said in one sentence, "I don't regret doing this, but the severe punishment in Pingyang makes people tremble. After all, I want to find a way out for myself.”

So he acted contradictory and only half-spoken.

To this day, Dao Yi is also free and easy: "I also admit to being searched for souls, after all, I did something wrong."

"but--"

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