Rebel Monk [Rebirth]

From then on, Huo Jiyan devoted himself to managing Dongming Kingdom, and he really regarded himself as the ruler of the country.The private school specially run for the children of the Flower Burial Cultists was also put into practice in the day-to-day plan. They are all children with blooming foreheads, and there is no discrimination against each other when they are together. The adults are very relieved and praise the leader for being thoughtful.

He keeps himself busy with various state affairs all day long, and he no longer disciplines whether the leader is the leader or the three realms. , similar to the morbid state of dying people.

During the time when he succeeded to the throne, Xian Subai and others came to help him. Now that the matter is over, Xian Subai took the child back to the nunnery. The young prince Zhao Linxiang is willing to stay by Huo Jiyan's side; the fourth prince Zhao Linxiao also Following her mother back to the fief to live her peaceful life; the third prince Zhao Linxi went back to Lotus City and signed a friendship agreement with Dongming.

During this period of time, Huo Ji was tired of dealing with private school affairs every day, and taught Zhao Linxiang some homework in his spare time. Zhao Linxiang also showed amazing learning ability and outstanding talent.Huo Jiyan often thought that a child like Xiang'er would grow up to be a good ruler with both civil and military skills and good governance, which would be [-] times better than himself.

However, He Tian was jealous of talents, and Zhao Linxiang fell ill within a few days of good life.

Therefore, Huo Jiyan spent the past few days taking care of the child Xiang'er except for dealing with some irrelevant state affairs. He thought that the child was just sick and would recover in a few days.

However, reality once again against him.

Zhao Linxiang was lying on the bed, obviously thinner and dying.

Huo Jiyan was sitting on the edge of the bed beside him, and an imperial physician was kneeling underneath him to diagnose and treat the little prince.

Not long after, the imperial doctor got up and told Huo Jiyan: "The little prince has a relapse of his old illness. This time the attack is fierce. I'm afraid it will be difficult to heal. It's better for the king to make plans early."

Huo Ji's disgusted heart sank to the bottom of the sea, and he accepted the fact that he didn't want to accept, but there were still some things he didn't understand: "What old disease? Why have I never heard that my brother has an old disease? When did it happen?"

The imperial physician muttered a few times, as if he couldn't speak.

Huo Ji knew it in his heart, so he said, "I'm not someone like Zhao Linwei, and if I say it boldly, I forgive you for your innocence."

Then the imperial doctor said tremblingly: "The old minister knows that you are not like the former lord, otherwise the young prince would not be able to live a stable life for the rest of his life. To be able to be so peaceful and peaceful before leaving is already very important for the young prince." What a blessing."

Huo Jiyan knew what kind of person Zhao Linwei was before, and he also knew that after his death, his second brother would take all the things and people he liked, such was the case with those dancers, including Zhao Linxiang, his favorite, and My dearest brother.He knew this from the bottom of his heart, but he didn't want to think about it, and he didn't want to mention it in front of Zhao Linxiang. He always felt that as long as he came back now and stayed with Xianger well in the future, everything would be fine.

Who knows, he was wrong, very wrong.

A few days later, Zhao Linxiang went there, only 12 years old.

Finally, the imperial doctor who came to see the little prince and cleaned up the body wiped the little prince's body and put on new clothes for him.Zhao Linxiang was lying on the bed, as if he had fallen asleep peacefully, his thin face suddenly lost all vitality, his little hands were as cold as the snow in the twelfth lunar month.

Huo Jiyan still sat by the bed, thinking that this child would never look at him with those big, startled eyes like a bird again; Running to his own palace; never obediently leaning over the table to read a book, frowning to ask himself questions with an attitude that doesn't fit his 12-year-old age; never twisting the corners of his clothes again, Shyly calling himself brother like a raving.

Since he came back, Xiang'er wanted to grow up faster than anyone else, so he studied so hard to share the burden for him.

But these are no more.

The imperial doctor was still buzzing in his ear: "My lord, the little prince has already gone, please accept your condolences. In addition..." The imperial doctor looked at Huo Jiyan's face, and Huo Jiyan didn't change much, so he said Continue to boldly say: "The little prince has always been suffering from depression. At the most important age when he was growing up, he was not well guided psychologically and suffered from varying degrees of damage physically, so now he can leave safely. A relief."

Huo Jihan's expression remained unmoved, as if he hadn't heard it.The imperial doctor stretched his neck and looked at Huo Jiyan again, finally shook his head, bowed and retreated.

After the imperial physician left, Huo Jiyan suddenly stood up as if possessed by an evil spirit, lifted Zhao Linxiang's quilt, and tore apart the new shroud that the imperial physician had just put on, revealing Zhao Linxiang's cold face. skin.

Huo Ji hated the hot breath, and felt angry and restless, a wave of evil fire seemed to burst out of his head immediately.He stood by the bed, looking down at Zhao Linxiang's body.

Just now when the imperial doctor wiped Zhao Linxiang's body and changed his clothes, he had been here all the time, and he didn't shy away from it. He saw all the scars on Xiang'er's body.

It was a scar that had accumulated over the years to be so ferocious that it was hard to fade away. It could be seen that there were marks of being strangled many times on the wrists, ankles and even the neck, and each time a new wound was added to the wound that was about to heal.The chest and back were also tortured by different torture instruments, and there was even a piece of dead skin left by the branding iron.The reason why Huo Ji hates the anger that is almost demonized now is that Xiang'er's two thighs/roots should belong to the immature and shy lifeblood that a 12-year-old boy should have, and there are obviously traces of being played with/obscensed many times.

This is the masterpiece of Xiang'er's second brother, his second brother, Zhao Linwei.

Xiang'er never complained to him, and never told him how his second brother abused him. Huo Jiyan didn't know that the situation would be so serious, and he couldn't imagine how perverted his second brother was in his absence. level, and how did my own Xiang'er survive.

Huo Ji hated looking at Xiang'er's already completely cold body, and forced himself to stare at this body naked/naked. , Maybe Xiang'er can be saved from the poisonous hands of the second brother.

These are all caused by himself!

He was forcing himself to look at Zhao Linxiang, forcing himself to admit that he was an unforgivable evil.He remembered that year, when Rhubarb was tortured to death, Xiang'er and its ending were so similar.The three-petaled red lotus on the forehead became more and more black, until it spread to the hairline, and the redness of the pupils also turned red and black as the three-petaled red lotus turned into a monster, as if she was about to shed tears of blood.He looked up to the sky, forcing himself not to shed tears: "Ah—" He let out a long cry of grief and anger, turned around and stumbled out of the palace.

The lotus root and lotus are fragrant, and wherever they pass, the trees wither and the flowers die.

He is a sinner and a devil. He absorbs the blood of boys and girls just to look young; he skins girls alive just to make a drum for himself; In order to put a piercing gaze on the Buddha statue; in order to make the entire Flower Burial Cultists flatter him, he engraved the three-petal red lotus in their bones and blood, and passed it down from generation to generation; buried with...

He also killed his beloved brother.

He was demonized, more terrifying than the previous few times.

Du Liao rushed out immediately when he heard the movement, and saw Huo Jiyan with loose hair and a ferocious face, running crazily like an idiot, and there was no perfect scenery around him.

Du Liao stepped forward, not afraid of Huo Jiyan's power, stretched out his hand to hold Huo Jiyan's hand covering his head in his palm, his tone was not startled, only a kind of morbid doting and a touch of surprise Zhong: "What's the matter with you?"

Huo Jiyan has already disowned his relatives at this moment, and he is about to tear Du Liao into pieces with his hands as Zhao Linwei.

Huo Jiyan was resurrected by Du Liao. Du Liao knew the way to calm Huo Jiyan. He chanted a spell in his mouth, and Huo Jiyan calmed down as if he had been controlled by him. Neither the eyes nor the lotus root fragrance had dissipated at all. Obviously, Du Liao had only a way to calm him, and it didn't have the effect of controlling his demonization.

After Du Liao finished reciting the mantra, he looked at Huo Jiyan, and his tone did not fluctuate: "Ah Yan, this is the real you, understand. Even if you pretend to be a normal person these days, you will never be able to live a normal life. Ah Yan, the Three Realms are going to suppress you, it’s not because you hide from people and pretend nothing happened, wake up.”

Xue Ji also came out at this time, in front of the master, he didn't dare to express himself, and only looked at Huo Jiyan with a sympathetic look.He grew up with Du Liao's love and grew up, and he was full of worries about Huo Ji's dislike, but now it seems that his feelings are purer than Du Liao's own.

Huo Jiyan has calmed down, he is no longer defiant, he slowly turns his head to look at Du Liao: "What are they going to do to me?"

Seeing that Huo Jiyan began to think about fighting against the Three Realms again, he was actually a little secretly happy: "The Four Sacred Dharma Realms and the Nine Heavens have teamed up. The Buddhas in the Dharma Realm have always been war-weary, but Liumi, who is taking the lead this time, his appeal cannot be tolerated." Xiao Wang," when Du Liao mentioned his master, he didn't have any sense of master-student affection at all, "Jiuzhongtian is still Tiying, Tiying is not as stubborn as Liumi, he has weaknesses, if you can persuade him Weaknesses may help us. And we may have some difficulties. Now that the funeral flower drum is not in our hands, the person who stole the funeral flower drum does not know the details and whereabouts, so it is impossible to determine which side she will be on. We are alone. , the only one who clearly helps is the Lotus Fairyland, but the people in the Lotus City are all mortal bodies and are of no use. And you have the Soul Requiem Bell in your hand, the most important thing right now is to take a trip to the Infernal Hell Well, maybe they are willing to stand by our side because of the threat of you holding the soul bell in your hand."

Du Liao had already arranged everything for him, and there was no trace of panic or wavering in his heart, and he was even vaguely expecting the chaos of the Three Realms to come.

The author has something to say:

Prince Shuoer's abuse of Rhubarb earlier imitated his father Zhao Linwei's abuse of Xianger.Children are very capable of imitating, this is also a kind of like father, like son, right?【Silent silence...