On the responsibility of a good employee [Quick Transmigration]

In chaos, Zhang Wuji seemed to have returned to Wudang Lingxiao Palace again.

The Hall of Lingxiao was crowded with fellow martial artists, staring at them with greedy and evil eyes.

"Wuji, come here and let mom hug you." Yin Susu forced a smile on his face, his eyes seemed moist with tears.

Zhang Wuji knew that he was dreaming, but he couldn't wake up no matter what. Just now, he saw his father committing suicide with his own eyes, and he walked in front of his mother with pain in his heart.

Zhang Wuji, wake up quickly!This is a dream!He told himself over and over again, but it was useless, everything was repeated according to what happened on Taishifu's [-]th birthday that day.

He heard his mother say with tears in her eyes: "Wuji, remember, there are many people here, they went up the mountain together and forced your father to death."

The smile on the mother's face has disappeared, and the tears in her eyes have never rolled down. Instead, she stared at the people present with eyes full of hatred: "Your father could not die. Wuji, don't worry too much." Revenge, you have to wait slowly, just don’t let one go.”

"No, don't!" Zhang Wuji finally couldn't help shouting when he heard his mother's cold words, "I don't want revenge, I want daddy to come back to life!"

……

He sat up from the bed, reached out and wiped his face, which was already full of tears.

Zhang Wuji looked at the beautiful moon, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. He hadn't dreamed of his parents for a long time, and suddenly dreamed of the tragedy of that day again, and felt his heart tighten, as if he couldn't bear the pain anymore generally.

Zhang Wuji wrapped himself tightly with a quilt, and the cold air was flying around in his body. He gritted his teeth and began to practice his inner strength. Over the past year, his inner strength has been practiced in a decent way, and a cloud of purple condensed in his body. Yin Zhenqi, so the middle of the night passed.

Zhang Wuji is used to pain at such a young age, but now he feels that life is extremely meaningless. If his parents see him suffering so much every day, they will feel distressed, right?Would you be reluctant to leave him alone?

He was young, so he didn't think there was anything terrible about death, but it was more difficult to live.

Zhang Wuji's mentality changed, and he was discovered by Wudang heroes within a few days. After all, Zhang Wuji lost weight at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even alarmed Zhang Sanfeng, who specially called Wuji to prepare a sumptuous meal. mouth.

"Wuji child," Zhang Sanfeng sighed deeply, as if he was more than ten years old, "Cuishan entrusted Wuji to me before he died. I didn't take good care of Wuji. Even Cuishan's only flesh and blood If you can't keep it, what's the use of living for a long time!"

"Master, don't say that, we are useless and always make the master worry."

All the heroes of Wudang comforted each other, Song Yuanqiao felt uncomfortable, but at a glance, he saw Song Qingshu, who also came to see Zhang Sanfeng, standing far away, with his eyes slightly lowered, not knowing what he was thinking, his heart became angry, and angrily said: "Nizi ! Your junior brother looks like this, are you just watching?"

The Wudang Seven Heroes have always had a very good relationship, and this is one of Song Yuanqiao's proudest events in his life. He has always taught Song Qingshu to get along with his brothers and sisters on weekdays, but seeing Qingshu's appearance that this matter has nothing to do with him obviously did not make him Listen to the words in your heart.

Thinking of this, Song Yuanqiao's anger grew even stronger.

Lu Zha was stunned.He didn't just watch, he was not idle all the time, seeing Zhang Wuji half-dead on the side, he thought about the plot of the original book in his heart, thinking about it, Zhang Wuji didn't have this experience when he was on Wudang Mountain in the original book, but the plot changed It's also normal, after all, he didn't completely follow the plot of the original book, and after that, he thought about what he should do in his heart.

Unexpectedly, this will also provoke a reprimand.Lu Zha's eyes fell on Song Yuanqiao, and he deeply felt that the original body turned into a state of ignorance in the late stage, which was absolutely inseparable from Song Yuanqiao's frequent reprimand education.

But at this moment, except for Zhang Wuji, everyone else's eyes turned to him. Lu Zha, who is more inspirational than Song Qingshu's appearance, of course can't watch his long-running reputation be ruined here. With a look of concern, "Wuji why did he suddenly become like this? It's all my fault as a senior brother, who wants to be beaten and punished. It's all my fault. Grand master, father, and all the senior uncles , stop blaming yourself."

Zhang Sanfeng showed a helpless smile: "How can Qingshu be blamed? Yuanqiao, don't be too strict with Qingshu. Right now, you should think about how to restore Wuji's body, at least you have to eat, alas."

"Why don't you let Qingshu try it? I think Qingshu pays attention to Wuji the most on weekdays." Mo Shenggu said suddenly.

Lu Zha looked at Mo Shenggu, just in time to meet Mo Shenggu's gaze. He flipped through the memory in his mind, and soon knew the reason why Mo Shenggu said those words.

Mo Shenggu is the seventh among the Seven Heroes of Wudang, the youngest, and only ten years older than Song Qingshu. Before Zhang Wuji didn't show up, the original body had the best relationship with Mo Shenggu, and they played together on Wudang Mountain. Wu, when Zhang Wuji appeared, Mo Shenggu didn't know that Song Qingshu had changed his soul. He only knew that this nephew, who had always been clingy to him, suddenly became estranged from him; Most of the upper echelons thought that he valued Zhang Wuji so much that he didn't pay much attention to others.

As soon as Mo Shenggu's proposal came out, none of the other heroes objected. Even Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard and looked at Lu Zha with anticipation.

Lu Zha didn't think he could change the protagonist's mind. If the original Zhou Zhiruo was here, it might still be possible, but with so many people watching, and in his heart he also hoped that the protagonist would return to normal soon, so he put it on the table beside him. Seeing that there were other dishes on the table, he randomly put some light rice on the bowl and walked towards Zhang Wuji.

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Zhang Wuji lowered his head. He saw the black boots. When he looked up, he saw a patch of blue clothes. He didn't need to look up to know that the person in the green shirt was like a green bamboo. If he was facing someone else, Senior Brother Song On his handsome and picturesque face, there would definitely be a jade-like smile on his face, but if he was facing him, Senior Brother Song would restrain his smile, with a somewhat alienated sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

Several times, every time he thought Senior Brother Song was just being awkward, but in fact he still cared about him, Senior Brother Song would break his dream and coldly push him away.

People and things in this world are always so cruel.Zhang Wuji was stunned, and raised his head little by little, but saw a different scene from what he had imagined. Senior Brother Song was smiling at him, a smile that seemed to hurt him to the bone, making him even think for a moment that he was cared for by Senior Brother Song He wanted to throw himself into Brother Song's arms and cry out loudly all his grievances.

Lu Zha had never coaxed a child before. Seeing that Zhang Wuji did not respond for a long time, he pulled back his robe, squatted in front of Zhang Wuji, scooped up rice from the bowl and handed it to Zhang Wuji, coaxing him softly: "Wuji, whatever you want What, you have to eat enough and have strength, don't let the old master worry about you."

Zhang Wuji lowered his eyes, he still didn't know what he wanted, he looked at the expressions on the faces of Tai Shifu and others, and then at the almost unmistakable concern on Song Senior Brother Qingjun's face, but he understood in an instant , Where did the moment of warmth he got come from.