This seat is a villain

Lin Jinhuan knelt in the execution hall, burning three sticks of incense in his hand, and the tablets of Lin Chao and Qin Chuqi stood side by side in the hall.

"He's back." Lin Jinhuan said softly.

Before Xue Yao's identity was revealed, Lin Jinhuan could still deceive himself and others, allowing himself to show a little sincerity.He didn't care about it, approached cautiously, and even lost his temper once because Xue Yao wanted to leave him.

But as the two of them spoke, the insurmountable past events lay in front of Lin Jinhuan again.The hatred of slaughtering the sect, the hatred of killing parents, none of them can be easily exposed.

Lin Jinhuan looked up at the spiritual tablets of his parents, and said calmly, "But I decided to forgive him."

This "forgiveness" was Lin Jinhuan's painstaking effort for more than ten years. Not spitting out hurt his heart, and he seemed to be dying of illness.Spitting it out is like pulling out tendons and exchanging blood, you have to give up a whole body of bones.

"It is the son who is unfilial and cannot avenge the blood hatred of his father and mother."

"After the Siheyin incident is over, he will let the birds fly, and I will not leave Jialou Mountain for half a step."

As for the rest...

Lin Jinhuan leaned forward and kowtowed deeply.

Letting go of Xue Yao was also Lin Jinhuan's own redemption, he could not persuade himself to get closer, and he could no longer bear the torture of loss.He found that people are really used to push for an inch, and after their wish is fulfilled, they will want more.

But the relationship between the two of them had already been torn to a bloody mess. It was an unresolved mess.

On the way to Zaitong, Lin Jinhuan even had a thought that he shouldn't have. He wanted Shanzhen to seal up Xue Yao's memory, and continue to keep the bamboo forest envoy by his side in a deceitful manner.

Fortunately, before he could say this thought, his rationality came back.

At this time, there were three knocks on the door, Lin Jinhuan got up and put the incense in his hand in the incense burner in front of the desk, pushed the door and walked out.

Seeing Yanqing waiting outside the door alone, Lin Jinhuan asked, "Where's Jinyi?"

Yesterday the three agreed to go to Kaiyun Temple together today.

Yan Qing said: "She studied Siheyin for a whole night last night, and she seemed to have discovered something, so she went to find Guzhu Qin before dawn."

Lin Jinhuan said clearly: "Then let's go."

Yanqing nodded and led Lin Jinhuan to Kaiyun Temple.

Kaiyun Temple is like a death row buried deep in the mountains. No matter how the situation in Kyushu changes, the people in the temple live without knowing the world.

Lin Jinhuan and Yan Qing stood side by side on the bell tower and looked at the crowds coming and going. This is the highest point of Kaiyun Temple. Standing here, everything under your feet seems so insignificant.

A few young children were playing and laughing in front of the Heavenly King Hall, which caused the young people to laugh out loud.If it weren't for the towering courtyard walls around and strict guards, this place would have a hint of a paradise.

Lin Jinhuan watched blankly as several guards stepped forward to disperse the crowd, and the laughter stopped abruptly.Facing such a scene now, Lin Jinhuan's heart has no waves.

"In the past few days, Qin Guzhu has found out the cause of the death of Eunuch Kaiyun." Yan Qing looked at Lin Jinhuan's expression, and said to him: "The dead are all poisoned by a blind called Hexisan."

Lin Jinhuan looked away, and his eyes regained their vitality in an instant.He asked suspiciously, "Hexi San?"

"Exactly." Yan Qing continued: "Actually, it is not very accurate to say that the dead are dead. These people are not dead. This poison comes from Nanzhao. It only takes a small amount to make people lose their breath in an instant, the pulse fades away, and the body temperature disappears. No difference."

This matter is indeed a bit strange, but it is not a new trick. Lin Jinhuan tapped his knuckles lightly on the railing and said, "Did someone send someone to check the place where the corpse was buried?"

Yan Qing truthfully replied: "Go, the original coffin is already empty."

"It seems that someone sneaked into Chen Cang and rescued them down the mountain under the pretense of feigning death." Lin Jinhuan thought about it: "Do poisoned people have something in common?"

Yanqing has already done an investigation on this: "No, they are all from various parts of Kyushu, and they have nothing to do with each other. Master Qin Gu personally conducted a thorough investigation of Kaiyun Temple, and no poison was found, but there was no poisoning either. The news came."

Lin Jinhuan asked: "How many people have suffered from this poison?"

Yan Qing replied: "Since you went down the mountain last time, many poisoned people have been found in the temple one after another. In the end, there were 540 people in total."

Lin Jinhuan looked at the layer upon layer of courtyard walls, and pondered: "The key to the problem should be in Kaiyun Temple."

The disciple in charge of the defense received the news of the door master's arrival at this time, and felt as if he was facing an enemy in an instant. All the people who had been scattered in the temple had all returned to the meditation room, and the lifeless tranquility was restored in the temple.

Yan Qing continued: "In my opinion, the ceremony is about to start, and the most important thing is to ensure that the ceremony is safe."

"This matter should not be careless, and we need to continue to conduct a thorough investigation in secret. Although it has subsided now, the matter will not be so simple. I am worried that the people who made the arrangements will have backup." Lin Jinhuan asked again: "A total of 3000 people are needed for the grand ceremony. Are they all ready? ready?"

Yan Qing said: "The number of people has been replenished. This time, more than one hundred people have been prepared for emergencies."

"Very good." Lin Jinhuan nodded, without any warmth in his eyes: "Strengthen the guards on all sides, and don't repeat the mistakes of 15 years ago."

***

When Lin Jinhuan and Yanqing were going to Kaiyun Temple, Jin Yi, who Yanqing said was looking for Qin Liushuang early in the morning, was leading Xue Yao into the Lotus Breathing Hall.

Lianxi Hall is a forbidden area on Jialou Mountain, and it is not allowed to enter without permission on weekdays.Today, there are people coming and going here, and many disciples are busy in the hall.

The great hall that was once in ruins has long since returned to its former solemnity, and the seven statues of gods stand majestically in the hall, with no sadness or joy in their eyes, just like in the past.

Following Jin Yi's arrival, the doormen in the hall put down their work, bowed down and bowed to the two of them, and then retreated silently like a tide.

For a while, only Xue Yao and Jin Yi were left in the Lotus Breath Hall.

Xue Yao picked up a Buddhist fan left by the disciples, looked at it, and asked Jinyi: "Miss Jinyi, what do you mean?"

Jin Yi didn't answer Xue Yao's words, and walked around the hall on her own.When she came to the foot of the statue, she stopped and asked, "Young Master Xue, what do you think is going on in this Lotus Breathing Hall?"

Xue Yao raised his head and glanced at the tall god statues. The seven god statues still had a face of benevolence and kindness, as if all the good and evil in the world had nothing to do with it.

Xue Yao withdrew his gaze and frowned slightly.

Seeing that Xue Yao was silent, Jin Yi walked slowly in front of him, asked herself and answered, "The great festival once every 15 years is coming, so of course I am making the final preparations right now." As she spoke, she casually grabbed a handful of pottery and chrysanthemum stalls In front of Xue Yao, he breathed lightly: "[-] lives will be sacrificed here in the near future. Guess who will host this year's ceremony?"

Xue Yao looked up at the scattered petals.There was no clue on his face, but the fist beside him was loosened and then clenched again.

Jin Yi saw Xue Yao's reaction in his eyes, and finally showed a sincere smile.She came up to Xue Yao and asked, "Master Xue, this time... what are you going to do?"

Xue Yao wasn't surprised that Jinyi revealed his identity straight away. He recalled for no reason the night Zhai Xidong bloodbathed Guanqiao Village. Lin Jinhuan guarded the reduced village by himself and carved a monument for seven days.

While Xue Yao was in ecstasy, the sharp sword in Jin Yi's hand had already been unsheathed, and a powerful evil spirit rushed towards his face.Xue Yao instinctively took a step back, drawing his sword to block Jin Yi's fatal blow.

With a crisp "clang", the two swords collided and sparked dazzling sparks.In Jin Yi's eyes illuminated by the flames, there was a shocking murderous intent.

A sense of powerlessness suddenly rose in Xue Yao's heart, which was the helplessness of watching his most cherished things fall into the quagmire.He parried Jin Yi's sword and said, "Why did you force him into such a situation?"

Hearing Xue Yao's words, Jin Yi couldn't help laughing out loud as if hearing a big joke: "That's a good question." Jin Yi barely stopped laughing, tears welled up in the corners of her eyes: "Yes, after all Who made him look like this?"

Who did her most beloved junior brother become what he is now?

Jin Yi's swordsmanship was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, Jian Ren approached Xue Yao again.Jinyi stabbed Xue Yao's neck mercilessly, and said, "It's you, Ayao, you pushed Lin Jinhuan with your own hands. To be honest, I don't know whether I should thank you."

Xue Yao flicked the sword in his hand, and the "A Yao" sounded particularly ironic at this time.

Facing Xue Yao's backing down, Jin Yi didn't appreciate it, she bullied her even harder, and said sarcastically: "By the way, I forgot to ask you, the heart made of Guan Shanyu cheated from Lin Jinhuan Pulse, is it okay to use it?"

Jinyi is no better than Lin Jinhuan's two knives. When she diagnosed Xue Yao's pulse on the first day, she noticed that there was a difference in his pulse and internal organs, which was different from ordinary people.Later, she read Elder Wen's notes all night, and she was even more sure of Xue Yao's true identity.

"Jin Yi!" Seeing that Jin Yi's brows were looking out of control, Xue Yao had no choice but to interrupt her.

"What method do you still want to use to deal with Lin Jinhuan? What is your purpose in returning to Jialou Mountain on the eve of the grand ceremony?" Jin Yi ignored Xue Yao, the sword flower in his hand danced imperceptibly, and the burst of sword energy was startling. Do not open your eyes.

She approached Xue Yao and asked, "Do you want to take this opportunity to design Jiutianmen again, or make him willing to die for you?"

Xue Yao blocked and retreated, and was soon cornered by Jin Yi.With Xue Yao's cultivation base, it was easy to counter Jin Yi, but he couldn't do it.

Facing more and more fierce killing moves, Xue Yao grabbed Jin Yi's sword blade with his bare hands and stopped Jin Yi's offensive.

There was blood gushing from the palm of his hand, but he didn't realize it.

"Although it doesn't help the matter anymore." Xue Yao stood up to meet Jin Yi, and further clenched the sword in his hand.He stared straight into Jinyi's eyes and said, "I will never regret what I have done, but I never thought of hurting Lin Jinhuan."

"Lie!" Seeing that Xue Yao did not repent, Jin Yi became even more angry. The sword in his hand finally broke through his palm and stabbed Xue Yao's throat: "Do you know what you are using? What are you trampling on?" ?”

Xue Yao faced the sword's edge directly, neither evading nor dodging, he was no longer willing to defend himself.

The sword grazed Xue Yao's face and penetrated into the stone wall next to his ear.The scraping sound of sharp knives piercing the stone exploded in the ears, and Jin Yi in front of him was already full of tears.

It's not that she couldn't bear it, she just thought desperately how Lin Jinhuan would live if Xue Yao died again.No matter whether it is to continue to travel through thousands of mountains, or to stand by in the cold night, Jin Yi can't face it again.

"I can't forgive you, I will kill you."

Jinyi thought of Wen Qiaohe, her little master, she hadn't thought of him for a long time.

Jin Yi vigorously wiped the tears off her face, pulled out the sword from the stone, and put it on Xue Yao's neck again.

"I don't want your forgiveness." Xue Yao laughed nonchalantly: "Some things are done as they are, and I don't need anyone's forgiveness."

"Okay, very good." Jin Yi laughed back angrily, and the pressure on the sword remained undiminished.She suppressed the idea of ​​chopping off Xue Yao's head with a sword, raised her finger to the depths of the Lotus Breathing Hall, and said, "I will give you two choices now."

"Either leave here." The sword in Jin Yi's hand moved a little closer: "Either die."

"Okay." Xue Yao waved his hand to fend off Jin Yi's sword, and readily agreed: "But before I make a choice, you first answer a few questions for me."

Jin Yi put down her sword, and said a word abruptly: "Say."

"What exactly is Qixie?" Xue Yao straightened up and walked towards Jinyi: "What happened in the past ten years?"

Jin Yi was taken aback, she didn't expect Xue Yao to ask these questions.Soon she came back to her senses, sneered, sheathed the long sword in her hand: "Okay, since you want to hear."

"I'll tell you from beginning to end."

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