This seat is a villain

After Lin Jinhuan left, Xue Yao secretly breathed a sigh of relief.He suppressed his emotions for a while, pushed open the door without seeing or worrying, and walked into the door of Qingxin Hall with ease.

As soon as Xue Yao entered the door, he found that some seasonal flowers and plants had been planted in the bare garden. When he left, the snow all over the yard had melted, and it was lush and lush.

The rain that lasted for half a day stopped unknowingly, and now the clouds have disappeared and the rain is shining brightly.The apricot-yellow flower buds swayed gently with the breeze, and the leaves were still dripping with crystal dew. Even Xue Yao, who was incomprehensible, could see a little cuteness from the flowers and plants in the courtyard.

The house was cleaned spotlessly, and it could not be seen that no one had lived here for two months.New furnishings were arranged in the room according to the season, and even the gauze on the windows was changed to the current fashionable color.When it was the coldest year ago, Xue Yao and Lin Jinhuan were exercising martial arts in the courtyard. The two of them accidentally broke a pillar under the porch. The nanmu pillar that was crooked for more than half a month has now been carefully repaired. Tidy, and a new layer of moth-proof paint.

A few palace lanterns that Xue Yao was picky about in the past few days were taken down and hung up with new styles.The fine wood is covered with silk-colored gauze, and the four characters "Peace in Four Seasons" are inscribed in a flowing manner on the front.The few inscriptions that Lin Jinhuan occasionally handed down to the world have been sold for thousands of dollars in the market. Xue Yao wondered whether he could take this lantern with him when he left Jiutianmen in the future. Even if he left the Privy Council, he would have nothing to worry about for the rest of his life .

The tea on the table was warm, and there were several snacks that Xue Yao liked in the sandalwood food box.A new set of clothes has been hung on the Tisu screen.The details of these mothers-in-law and mothers can be seen at a glance by whose handwriting, Xue Yao's heart that had been cold all the way suddenly softened.

The idea of ​​sneaking into the Nine Heavens Gate is really terrible, Xue Yao thought a little self-destructively, he let himself fall down on the low couch, and felt a bit of a headache.

At this moment, Jin Yi savagely opened the door and walked in.

As soon as Jin Yi entered the room, she felt that something was wrong today, why both of them looked as if they were mourning.She took a look at Xue Yao's face, recalled Lin Jinhuan's attitude just now, thought about it secretly, and thought of the biggest possibility.

"What's the matter? Your poison is gone?" Jin Yi asked.

What a talking girl, Xue Yao thought.

"Isn't it?" Xue Yao calmed down in time, and greeted Jin Yi with a smile: "Thanks to Miss Jin Yi who arrived in time, otherwise I would have to collect the body for me."

"Then I really made a mistake." Jin Yi put the medicine box on the table, looked Xue Yao up and down, and said, "Go change your clothes first, come out and lie down, and I'll show you."

Xue Yao walked into behind the screen in an obedient manner.

Yan Qing was holding a stack of documents as tall as a battle, and before he walked out of the door of the Samadhi Cottage, he bumped into Lin Jinhuan at the door, and the documents that had been sorted out with great difficulty were scattered all over the floor.

"Hey, little ancestor, be careful." Yan Qing looked helplessly at the colorful booklets on the ground, and resigned himself to his fate and squatted down to clean them up.

Seeing this, Lin Jinhuan also knelt down/pretended to pick up a few books, and asked casually while picking up: "Little brother, where are you going?"

Yan Qing patted Lin Jinhuan's troublesome hand away, and said: "Go to the Liuxiang Palace to deliver the documents to the sect master, you have nothing to do and toss Jin Yi, don't get in the way."

The sect master Yan Qing mentioned was Lin Jinhuan's father, Lin Chao, the master of the Nine Heavens sect.Yanqing is Lin Chao's youngest apprentice, he is young but mature and prudent, he is highly relied on by the sect master, he is closer than his own son.

Lin Jinhuan stopped what he was doing, and said in surprise, "Why didn't I know that the old man entrusted you with the paperwork?"

Seeing that Lin Jinhuan was being rude to the sect master, Yanqing frowned and stared at him, then said, "What can you expect you to know when you don't stay at home every year?" As he spoke, he folded the paperwork again and muttered: " Do you remember which way the door of the Nine Heavens Gate opens? You are not young anymore, when will you be able to take on the responsibility of the young master, my young master..."

"Don't scold, don't scold." As soon as Lin Jinhuan heard this, he knew that Yanqing was going to start babbling those few words, so he quickly interrupted him: "I have something important to ask you, don't you?" .”

"Go ahead."

Yanqing put the neatly stacked documents back on the desk, and he decided to let the sect master wait for a while, and take the time to listen to what serious things this ancestor can say.

"Is the great sacrifice once every 15 years coming soon?" Lin Jinhuan asked.

Yan Qing's heart trembled, he didn't expect Lin Jinhuan to take the initiative to ask about this matter.Lin Jinhuan often slipped into Kaiyun Temple to play when he was young. He was a child when he participated in the grand sacrifice for the first time. The scene of offering sacrifices was too scary for children.After the ceremony, Lin Jinhuan was seriously ill for several months, and his mother stayed on guard all night before saving his life.

After Lin Jinhuan finally recovered from his illness, he went to Lin Chao without hesitation and made a big fuss, and was thrown by Lin Chao in the altar to contemplate behind closed doors for 49 days.After coming out of the altar, Lin Jinhuan remained stubborn, and still fought against Lin Chao from time to time.Lin Chao had a bad temper, and Lin Jinhuan was as stubborn as a donkey. The father and son have been pinching each other for many years.

Yanqing also forgot when Lin Jinhuan stopped causing trouble for Lin Chao, never mentioned the matter of offering sacrifices, and never even set foot in Kaiyun Temple.Maybe because Lin Jinhuan has grown up, or because Lin Chao is old, the relationship between father and son has eased a lot.It's just that Lin Jinhuan no longer cares about the affairs of the door, and even left Jiutianmen when he became an adult, traveling in the mountains all the year round.

Seeing that Yan Qing had been silent for too long, Lin Jinhuan raised his hand and clenched his fist against his lips and coughed lightly.Yan Qing came back to his senses, and said as if waking up from a dream: "Yes, it will be next year."

"The offerings... are those in Kaiyun Temple, are they all ready?" Lin Jinhuan asked.

Yanqing told the truth: "The boy is about 300 people short, and the girl is more than [-] people short. It needs to be ready by the end of this year to ensure nothing goes wrong."

"Hmm..." Lin Jinhuan pondered for a moment, as if he was thinking of some suitable words.After a while, he said, "Is there really no other way to do this?"

Yanqing sighed helplessly, and said, "I think you should know better than me about this." Although he is Lin Chao's most trusted disciple, Lin Jinhuan is Lin Chao's own flesh and blood, and his blood is the same as Lin Chao's. The power of the seven evil spirits is also flowing like a curse.No one can appreciate the power of this force better than them, and no one can understand the torture that accompanies this powerful force better than them.

After all, Yanqing grew up with Lin Jinhuan since he was a child. Even if Lin Jinhuan never mentioned the Qifang evil god when he grew up, he still understood what Lin Jinhuan was thinking.Yan Qing earnestly said to Lin Jinhuan: "It is the fate of the Jiutian Gate to guard the seven evil gods. You have to think clearly, if there is any mistake in the grand ceremony and the seven evil gods fall, what is endangering is not the matter of [-] lives, but The entire land of Kyushu is devastated. You should be able to tell which is more serious."

"The Nine Heavens Gate can be passed down to your generation only because every ancestor made the same choice. The Nine Heavens Gate was born in response to the power of the seven evil spirits, and the two ebb and flow, coexisting and co-existing. The Nine Heavens Gate has been guarded for generations. The evil gods of the seven directions bear the infamy of the world. But they have also obtained power beyond ordinary people, which is not unfair in itself."

At this moment, a goose-yellow figure floated over from Tingting outside the door, it was Miss Ting Lan who was beside the door owner.Yanqing knew that the sect master was already waiting, so he couldn't delay any longer.He nodded slightly towards Ting Lan, stood up and picked up the document again.

"The sect master is getting old, and this will also be a choice you will face. Jinhuan, you have to understand that people have selfish intentions, and there is nothing wrong with wanting to live." Yan Qing left these words before leaving, and followed Ting Lan left.

When Yan Qing was walking on the road, he thought in his heart that the reason why he told Lin Jinhuan these things again and again today was just his last attempt out of selfishness.In fact, Yanqing always knew in his heart that Lin Jinhuan had already chosen the answer.

Xue Yao followed Ting Lan into the Liuxiang Palace, holding a white jade box in his hand.

The Liuxiang Palace is the palace where the masters of the Jiutianmen lived. It was built on the highest place on the top of Jialou Mountain. The magnificent palace rises from the top of the mountain. oppression.

Under Ting Lan's guidance, Xue Yao walked through one empty palace room after another.The Jiutianmen family has a great business and many disciples, but there are not many people in the Liuxiang Palace, and there is not a single person along the way.Benzoin is burning in the censer carved from white jade, and the light smoke curls up, exuding a faint and cold fragrance.The thin plain gauze hangs down from the five-foot-high beams, shaking slightly with the breath of Xue Yao's passing.

The sunlight coming in from the porch seemed to have lost its temperature, and the entire Liuxiang Palace was immersed in a cold dead silence, except for Ting Lan's pendant ring, there was no trace of a living person around.

The two walked through the corridor, and then through the waterside pavilion. After a cup of tea, they finally came to an exquisite and unique garden.Rare and rare plants are planted all over the garden, and the pavilions, terraces, pavilions, rockeries and pools are all exquisite.

Under the porch of the garden is a couch for a noble concubine, on which a beautiful woman is leaning at the moment.The woman is dressed in a crimson skirt, her skin is like fat and her figure is plump.A red mole at the corner of her eye was particularly eye-catching, it was as red as blood, and exuded an evil aura.Most cultivators can't tell their age, their girlish eyebrows and eyes are very similar to Lin Jinhuan's, and when they are not smiling, their pupils are dark and dark, as cold as a piece of ice.

Yan Qing was also there, standing beside the imperial concubine's bed with a serious expression, holding a booklet, chanting something in his mouth.

Xue Yao got closer to hear it clearly. What Yan Qing read was the report submitted by the sub-forums from various places: "Recently, my subordinates have found out about the rebellion in the Taiyuan sub-forum, and executed 140 three people who condemned the sect..."

Seeing Xue Yao approaching, Yan Qing immediately stopped talking.

"Senior Qin." Xue Yao turned a deaf ear to the contents of the memorial, he nodded at Yanqing, and greeted the woman.

At this moment, Xue Yao sensed a gust of wind coming from behind him, and instinctively dodged sideways, avoiding a dark stick behind him.

This stick came quickly and ferociously. Although it was just an ordinary wooden stick, it implied the potential to sweep away thousands of troops.If Xue Yao hadn't noticed just now, blood might have splashed on the spot.

The stick missed a single hit, and immediately withdrew its momentum and turned around in the air forcefully, sweeping towards Xue Yao.

Xue Yao dexterously turned around, raised his palms without pausing to face the impenetrably danced wooden stick, and the two figures instantly became one in the garden.

The stick is a man, tall and tall, dignified and straight.His black hair was neatly tied up, and his handsome face was expressionless, making his appearance even more deserted.Even though he was wearing a simple white bunt at the moment, he still carried the prestige of a superior person without anger.

What the man used was a basic set of crouching wand techniques, but the most common technique was overwhelming in the hands of the man. The wooden stick struck hard and fast, without flaws, making it difficult to decipher.

After all, Xue Yao was unarmed, and was cornered by the man in no time.The man saw that Xue Yao had no power to fight back, so he wanted to make a killing move. Who knew that Xue Yao just put himself in danger and deliberately sold an opening. Grabbing the gap, he raised his palm and knocked the wooden stick into the air. The other hand turned his palm into a claw, and struck at the man's heart.

The man was taken aback for a moment, and then a smile appeared on his face.As soon as Xue Yao saw it, he knew something bad was going on, and he wanted to step forward to intercept it.But the figure of the man disappeared out of thin air before Xue Yao's eyes, and appeared in front of the wooden stick flying in the air in the blink of an eye.

He took the stick again in the air, bent down and attacked Xue Yao.

Xue Yao showed no sign of weakness, and leaned forward, raising his palm to take the blow forcefully.