The Villain Raising Cubs[Transmigration Book]

As the night fell, Meng Yijue sat in the courtyard, waiting for the children to sign up and come back.

Several small dots suddenly appeared in the distant night sky.He stood up and looked into the distance, only to see those small dots became more and more clear, and only when he got closer did he realize that the disciples were actually flying back in a big bubble.

Sitting in the bubble, the brother and sister waved vigorously at the master below, looking very excited.

"Master, Master—we've signed up!"

"And Senior Sister Yun formed a team with us!"

The two of them landed safely on the ground and walked out of the bubble.

Qing Xi told Meng Yijue: "An Jinhua deliberately didn't send us a registration letter. When we went, he said that the dumpling can only be regarded as a contract beast, not a human head. Fortunately, Senior Sister Yun joined our team and let us register. !"

"That's it!" Qingyang also said, "Fortunately, the younger brother is very powerful. Not only did he protect us, but he also spelled words with bubbles and scolded An Jinhua, making him vomit blood!"

Meng Yijue saw that the two brothers and sisters looked happy but a little nervous, and encouraged him: "Since Yun Muting voluntarily formed a team with you, it shows that she also recognizes your strength. However, if you want to keep up with the steps of your senior sister, you must practice hard! "

The siblings said in unison: "Got it!"

After returning to the house, Meng Yijue meditated on the couch.He was planning to practice the talisman again, but found that Shui Tuanzi, who had been sleeping all this time, woke up at this moment.

Tuanzi slowly climbed up the master's arm until it reached his shoulder.

Feeling the coolness from his shoulders, Meng Yijue poked its jelly face: "You learned to swear at a young age?"

When he heard Qingyang talk about the dumpling scolding An Jinhua, he felt both amused and happy.

When Tuanzi heard this, he puffed his mouth in dissatisfaction.An Jinhua bullied his master and senior brothers and sisters, even scolding him is considered light!

"But this time, you did the right thing. But you are not allowed to call him a dog in the future." Meng Yijue smiled and said in a low voice, "Dogs are very cute, An Jinhua is not worthy to be compared with dogs, understand?"

Shui Tuanzi was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly realized and nodded.

Master, I know, next time I will scold him in another sentence, telling him not to dare to bully Master!

Meng Yijue patted it, and then concentrated on reading again.

Shui Tuanzi crawled up to his shoulders again, grabbed some strands of Master's long hair with two small claws, and dexterously manipulated them with his fingers.

Meng Yijue thought it was just playing with his hair at first.When he was discovered, a long braid had already been braided under his sideburns.

The instigator leaned on his shoulder, giggling and giggling.

"You actually secretly braided the master?" Meng Yijue pretended to be angry and picked up the dumpling, and poked it twice on its soft belly. "The spirit is so good, why don't you come to memorize the sword formula?"

Upon hearing the words "Back the Sword Art", Yuan Tuanzi, who had been laughing so hard before, immediately collapsed.

It has always hated reading, so it simply closed its eyes tightly and pretended to be dead.

Meng Yijue still wants to talk about it.But after a while, the bad thing started snoring.

There is still a week until the first test.

Meng Yijue carefully supervises and guides the apprentices to practice every day, not only because they want the children to stand out in the exam, but also because by then, the sect will vacate the barren back mountain as the exam venue.

According to the development of the plot in the original book, a group of demons from the Ming clan and the beast clan would sneak in during the Zongmen's final exam, waiting for the opportunity to search for the water dumpling and attack it.

He didn't forcibly protect Shui Tuanzi to avoid being chased and killed by his enemies.On the contrary, he has been encouraging Shuituanzi to take the exam with his seniors, taking this opportunity to make initial contact with the enemy and obtain information for its future revenge.

The prerequisite for the success of all these plans is that Shui Tuanzi must be strong enough to protect itself.

And Ling Yuan really did not disappoint him.His talent for learning is shockingly strong, and he has mastered Meng Yijue's star stream and moon set with a total of 72 sword moves in just a few days.

Then, he began to study the third most difficult "Sunshine Sword Art" non-stop.

"Isn't this a little too open?"

Seeing the child standing in front of him holding the sword manual and humbly asking for advice, Meng Yijue scratched his chin.

But Ling Yuan asked seriously: "Master, what is 'too open'?"

"Ah...it's nothing." Meng Yijue stood up from the bamboo chair, "The last sword move—the Sunshine Sword Technique, has a total of 49 moves, which is far more difficult than the first two."

Shui Lingyuan nodded, and there was no fear in her handsome eyebrows: "As long as it is a sword move that I have seen before, I will definitely be able to learn it."

"What about the sword formula, are you familiar with it?"

"It's all memorized." Shui Lingyuan said, reciting hundreds of words of sword formulas fluently, and then looked at her master with piercing eyes.

Lingyuan has not learned how to recognize characters seriously yet, yesterday Meng Yijue recited the hundreds of words of sword formulas in front of him in full, unexpectedly he memorized them all immediately, it can be said to be "never forget".

Meng Yijue couldn't think of other adjectives other than yelling awesome in his heart.

"Lingyuan, practice your moves, I'll watch you from here."

"it is good!"

Under the watchful eyes of the master, Shui Lingyuan raised his right hand, and a blue magic crystal bone emerged out of thin air in his hand, turning into the shape of a sword.

He opened his posture and practiced earnestly under the pear tree.

Meng Yijue squinted slightly, watching his every move, and occasionally corrected him.

After one afternoon, Shui Lingyuan practiced the third form, and the difficulty of sword moves suddenly increased. His body as a child was too much for him, and his footwork became wobbly.

Seeing that his little face was pale with exhaustion, Meng Yijue waved, "Okay, let's stop here today."

Shui Lingyuan put away her sword and briskly ran to the master.His little face was covered with fine beads of sweat. Meng Yijue took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped it gently for him.

Shui Lingyuan closed her eyes and let him wipe it for herself, her little hand unconsciously climbed onto Meng Yijue's sleeve, and murmured softly: "Master..."

Hearing the hint of attachment in his tone, Meng Yijue paused, a hint of sweetness in his heart.

No matter how imposing she is in sword practice, Shui Lingyuan is still a child after all.

After putting away the sword, he likes to get into the warm embrace of the teacher like an ordinary child, and even pouts his soft mouth to act like a baby to him.

"Lingyuan, you are already very good at practicing two moves a day." Meng Yijue touched his head, "This third sword technique is much more difficult than the first two, even your senior sister is very good at practicing it." Difficult. Just take your time, don't be too impatient, huh?"

Shui Lingyuan nodded, and grinned again, "Master is the most powerful person who can create such powerful sword moves by himself."

Seeing the child's adoring eyes, Meng Yijue felt a slight sourness in his heart.He unconsciously blurted out: "That's all in the past...now you can beat me anytime."

Shui Lingyuan shrank her pupils.He realized that he had inadvertently poked Master's sore spot, and hurriedly said: "Master, I believe you must have a way to cultivate again, and become even more powerful than before!"

Meng Yijue knew he had lost his composure, and the unwillingness buried deep in his heart was unintentionally revealed in front of a child.

He wiped away the disappointment on his face without any trace, smiled, and stood up: "Let's talk about those things later. You rest first, and Master will cook some delicious dishes for you."

Shui Lingyuan stood where she was, watching Master slowly walk into the house.

The evening sun cast golden light and shadow on the wooden house, stretching the master's shadow thin and long, making him look even thinner.

Suddenly there was an indescribable blockage in her heart, Shui Lingyuan clenched her fist lightly.

"Master..."

You actually have a lot of bitterness buried in your heart, but you never tell us about it, right?

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Meng Yijue went back to the back room, ready to cook for the children.

He rummaged through the cash drawer for a while.I haven't done many tasks in the past six months, so there are not many spirit stones left, and it may be difficult to buy better ingredients.

After thinking about it, he first went to the Zongmen market at the foot of the mountain to buy high-quality rice, noodles and fresh meat, and then went to the back mountain to look for garlic pigs.

Daddy Big Pig is taking three children to practice wood skills.The three little pigs ran quickly in the mountains, and when they saw Meng Yijue coming, they happily surrounded him, begging for something to eat.

Meng Yijue took out a carrot.The little pigs snorted and scrambled to eat, and the big pig slowly came over.

"Daddy Pig, do you know any delicious condiments around here?"

Garlic Pig was stunned for a while, then lowered his head and gave him the garlic leaves on top of his head.

garlic?It's a nice seasoning.

Meng Yijue took out a pair of large scissors, clicked a few times unceremoniously on Daddy Pig's head, and cut off a handful of fragrant garlic leaves.

After that, he visited some strange beasts, and with their help, he picked a lot of delicious wild fruits, mushrooms, and raspberries.Pack them all up and bring them back to Xiaoyuan, then roll up your sleeves and get to work.

What I'm going to make tonight is handmade dumplings.

During the few days of the Chinese New Year, he just caught a cold and was bedridden all the time, so he didn't have time to cook a good meal for his apprentice.Now that he is free, he wants to make up for the children.

Meng Yijue rolled out a batch of dough, then finely chopped the lean meat he bought, mixed it with ginger, scallion, leek and other seasonings, mixed it in a bowl, and made it into the filling.The lean meat is served with fresh condiments, which are fragrant, and the house is full of fresh aromas.

While he was busy, he suddenly felt someone hugging his leg from behind.Looking back, it turned out to be Shui Lingyuan—the child opened a pair of bright water-colored eyes and looked curiously at the bowl in his hand.

A smile appeared on the corner of Meng Yijue's mouth, and he continued to work, "Master is making dumplings."

Shui Lingyuan nodded.

Master is busy and has no time to pay attention to himself.The child leaned gently on his body, smelling the faint aroma of herbs coming from under his clothes.

"Lingyuan, do you want to make dumplings?"

Meng Yijue saw that he stayed silent, so he gave him the bowl filled with stuffing.

Shui Lingyuan stretched out her hand to hold it, imitating Master's movement and stirring gently.

"Master." He suddenly said softly.

"What?" Meng Yijue paused and turned to look at him.

Shui Lingyuan's eyes dimmed.He raised his eyes again, and said softly, "Master is the best master."

"Oh?" Meng Yijue found it interesting and wanted to tease him, "Then tell me, what's so good about Master?"

Shui Lingyuan counted seriously: "Master is good-looking, he is the most beautiful in the whole Haoyue Sect; moreover, he is gentle and kind, and he can cook."

This is so sweet!Meng Yijue felt very useful.He smiled and pinched the child's face, then continued with his work.

After a while, I heard Shui Lingyuan say again in a low voice: "Master, I'm sorry."

Meng Yijue was a little surprised: "Why did you suddenly apologize?"

He turned his head and saw Shui Lingyuan looking up at him with a small face, "Such a gentle and kind master is actually not the whole appearance of the master, is it? Disciple enjoys the care and devotion of the master as a matter of course." , but don’t know anything about the other aspects of Master.”

"The other side of me?"

"Hmm..." Shui Lingyuan nodded earnestly, "Master, do you know that I can always see a trace of sadness in your eyes... You only show that sadness in places where you thought no one would notice you. emotion."

Meng Yijue blurted out subconsciously: "How could it be?" After a pause, he added: "I mean, you are all so up to date now, and as a master, I have always been proud of you."

"In addition to being our master, you are also the Sword Cultivator of Haoyue Sect."

Shui Lingyuan hesitated for a while, and said in a low voice: "I heard from senior brothers and sisters that when Master was still an inner disciple, he was the number one sword cultivator among the sect's newcomers. He defeated himself when he was more than ten years old." His fellow martial uncle, became famous for a while. If the inner alchemy hadn’t been lost later, the master must have a bright future.”

Meng Yijue was silent for a while, then took the knife to cut vegetables again.

"It's all in the past."

"The matter is over, but Master has not let go, right?"

Shui Lingyuan asked persistently, as if trying to dig out something.

"How Master lost his inner alchemy, and what kind of hidden secrets there are, Master has never told us. Everyone in the sect plausibly said that Master secretly led people to sneak into the Demon Realm to hunt for treasure and killed Zhong Heng's younger brother. Losing Neidan is self-defeating. But I don't believe that will be the case."

"This is indeed not the case." Meng Yijue said softly, "In that incident, Zhong Wei and I were both designed by An Jinhua. Zhong Wei also died tragically in the Demon Realm and became An Jinhua's scapegoat. But until now people Evidence is gone, and no one can clarify the truth."

The pain suffered by the original owner has also been left to him now.

However, even if he is unwilling, what else can he do besides letting go?

"Lingyuan, I know what you think. You hope that the master will continue to practice Taoism, don't you?" Meng Yijue said lightly: "The wish is beautiful, and I have hoped so eagerly... But unfortunately, from my heart From the moment the dantian shattered, it was doomed that I would not be able to go further on the road of cultivation. A practitioner whose dantian was injured could learn some simple spells at best, but that’s all.”

Seeing Master's relieved smile, Shui Lingyuan couldn't help but clenched her fingers tightly.

"Master, if, if there is a way to let you form a pill again?"

Renew the pill?

Meng Yijue was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head: "This is impossible."

Shui Lingyuan stared at him fixedly, "Master, I heard a legend about my ancestors in the water demon clan before.

In this world, the human race has the inner alchemy, the demon race also has the magic pill, and the beast race has the beast pill.

One of the ancestors of the water demon once lost his magic pill in the war and almost died, but he relied on the inner pill that devoured other monsters and fierce beasts, and took a kind of magical herb in the demon realm. Successfully re-formed the alchemy, and greatly increased his skill, leading the water demon to expand the territory and lay down a territory. "

Meng Yijue was surprised: "There is such a thing?"

Immediately, he guessed Shui Lingyuan's intentions, and shook his head again and again: "The physique of demons is very different from that of humans. What's more, even if this method is feasible, I can't eat other people's inner alchemy for myself, right?"

"Master, don't you want to form alchemy again and practice swordsmanship again?"

"No matter what, it can't be at the cost of hurting others."

"Master, I want you to be well." Shui Lingyuan said in a low voice.

His water-colored eyes seemed to shimmer in the flickering firelight of the stove.

There was a silence.The two watched each other silently.

"Master, you have never really let go, and there is no reason to let go like this." Shui Lingyuan said, his tone was very firm, "Master and the dead Zhong Wei are both innocent, but the real culprit is At the cost of your life, continue to live brightly."

"We must not let An Jinhua, Zhong Heng, and other people who have hurt the master just like this."

"I can understand Master's difficulties. If Master can't do it, I will help Master, at least get back what belongs to me."

Meng Yijue looked at such a Shui Lingyuan who was serious about his plan, the hairs on his back stood up one by one, and he felt his hands and legs became cold and weak.

revenge?Renew the pill?Take back what is yours?

Adult reason told him that the chances of these realizations were slim.But seeing little Lingyuan in front of him with a firm plan on his face, he didn't know how to respond.

Shui Lingyuan and him were supposed to be two lines of fate with little intersection.In the book, Meng Yijue, as the master of the protagonist, only appears in the first fifth of the plot of the book.And one day, Shui Lingyuan will leave him and Haoyue Sect, and stand at the top of the entire cultivation world and even the human world, watching the world with disdain.

This is the fate of the protagonist.

The protagonist has a mission to fulfill. Meng Yijue has been carefully remembering the advice given by the system in the early days of the book, paying attention not to let the protagonist get too involved in his own trajectory.

And if he softened his heart for a moment, let Ling Yuan accompany him to take revenge, or even take such absurd actions as restoring Neidan, it would undoubtedly pull him into the same vortex, binding their fates tightly together .

Meng Yijue couldn't imagine what kind of terrible consequences the butterfly effect would cause.

But it must be dangerous.

A sense of crisis oppressed him.Meng Yijue grasped Shui Lingyuan's wrist, "Lingyuan promise me, you only need to live for yourself and don't interfere with other things. Master will take care of his own affairs, you..."

Shui Lingyuan bit her lip, and said in a muffled voice for a while, "Master wants to bear all the pain by himself, but you don't want to share it with me?"

Meng Yijue worked hard to organize his words, trying to comfort him: "You are still young, Zongmen, Demon Realm, there are many messy things here, you still don't understand..."

Shui Lingyuan looked at Meng Yijue steadfastly, and suddenly her eyes turned red: "Master, I know...it's because Ling Yuan is too weak, and she can only talk empty words about revenge. Only when she becomes stronger, Master will They are willing to trust me and feel that I am someone worthy of sharing and relying on."

He suddenly raised his voice, and said fiercely: "But Master, I will become very strong soon. By then, no one will dare to bully you anymore. Those who have bullied you will have to pay the price!"

After speaking, the child blushed suddenly, and quickly ran out the door.

"Lingyuan!!"

Meng Yijue couldn't catch up with him, the little guy had already disappeared in the garden.He sighed silently, feeling both worried and a little affectionate.

In the past, he devoted himself to his apprentices, but he never thought that the young Shui Lingyuan could perceive his subtle emotions, and even seriously wanted to protect the master and help the master solve his troubles.

Although his words are immature, they are really warm in my heart.

Standing at the door of the stove for a while, Meng Yijue suddenly heard a timid sentence: "Master?" In a blink of an eye, he saw Qing Xi hiding behind a tree, staring at him fearfully.

The girl asked cautiously: "Master, did Junior Brother make you angry?"

"What?" Meng Yijue frowned puzzledly, and when he lowered his head, he found that he was actually holding a vegetable cutting knife in his hand, which seemed to be inadvertently held in his hand when he chased him out.

Looking at Qingxi's anxious expression, she seems to have misunderstood something...

"Ah no, it's nothing." Meng Yijue hurriedly turned around and went back to the house, "Call everyone to come back for dinner, the dumplings are almost ready."

The water boiled, and he put the newly wrapped dumplings on the plate into the pot.

The gurgling sound of entering the water was quickly muffled under the lid of the pot.

When the silence returned to the room, Meng Yijue stared blankly at the dancing lights and shadows on the wall, but couldn't help but start thinking about what Shui Lingyuan had just said about "recovering the inner alchemy".