Come and clean me up!

Inside the majestic Lingyun Hall.

Yu Lingjing stepped on the pure white feather blanket with one foot and the purple gold high chair with the other, peeling melon seeds in her hands, and throwing them into her mouth from time to time.

Zhang Duoyu stared at him for a long time, then shrugged his nose lightly, almost in tears: "I really grew taller, and I needed my uncle to hug you to sit on it."

Yu Lingjing rolled her eyes towards the sky: "Uncle, at least he is a character who can make the cultivation world tremble when he moves. Can you stop being melancholy like an old lady who has seen you for a long time? It's not suitable for you."

"Hmph, you can't keep fat." Zhang Duoyu immediately retracted his melancholy face, rolled up his sleeves, and sat on the big purple-patterned black-printed chair.

Yu Lingjing chewed a mouthful of melon kernels and said, "I was saddened to hear the sound of the flute, and it affected my soul. It should be the second chapter in "Controlling the Soul"-Sorrowful Soul. If the prediction is good, it is the man named Mo Yusheng. Blowing the soul-sorrow formula, bewitching Qian Shuyao to commit suicide."

He thought for a while, and continued: "That man's flute is all red, embroidered with hundreds of flowers, which is eye-catching. I have never heard this flute before, does uncle know?"

"I don't know," Zhang Duoyu patted the chair, and said angrily, "Why do you look like you are worried about your father! You have been heartless for several years, and you were hooked back again!"

Zhang Duoyu was quite sad. When Yu Lingjing was taken into the ghost city, he was in retreat and didn't know anything about it.

It was already half a year after he left the customs. When he rushed to the Thirteenth Land of Desolation, Yu Lingjing stayed alone in the room, burying her small body in the bed and wiping away tears.

He pulled Yu Lingjing up for a look, his eyes were sobbing until there were only slits left, the aura that used to be pink and jade-crafted, but now the flowers are no longer in shape.

He was still holding a copy of "Psychic Tale" in his arms, which was wet with tears and had turned to the last page.

When Yu Lingjing saw him, she grabbed his sleeve with one hand, wiped her eyes with the other and sobbed, "I've finished reading "Psychic Tale", but I still don't understand. Help me, uncle. , what is meant by 'returning to the source, there is still a glimmer of life.'”

His eyes were red from crying, and he looked sloppy, and he tightly grabbed his sleeves, as if grasping at the last straw, pitifully holding the last bit of hope.

But how did Zhang Duoyu know that "Psychology" is the ancestral book of the Yu family. According to legend, if he can understand it, he can get the art of resurrection from the dead.

He snatched the rotten "Psychology" and hugged Yu Lingjing: "Don't look at it, little Jinger, did someone bully you and force you! What the hell! I have to copy this shit today!" Upside down!!"

Yu Lingjing poked her head out of his arms, her eyes were dim with tears, her face was red and swollen.

He hiccupped and choked up and said, "No, it was me, it was me who killed my second uncle and second mother...Uncle! Uncle! I left prison without my parents!! What should I do?! what to do?!!"

Zhang Duoyu cursed secretly, wanting to peel Yu Zhu's skin, he picked up Yu Lingjing and kicked down the door.

"Yu Zhu, you stinky shameless person! Get out of here!! What do you mean I, Xiao Jing'er, killed me?! Could it be that my nephew was arrested, and your Yu family still has to be a coward? Do you understand? It's called life and death! Besides, didn't his father die to save Yu Du? Yu Li prison has no parents, and my little Jing'er has never even seen what his parents look like since he was a child! You he Is it worse than anyone else?!"

In the end, he made a big fuss in Huangyan and brought Yu Lingjing back to Xianchen Sect.

I thought that Xiao Jing'er would be taken better care of on my own territory, but who would have thought that a group of stinky grandsons would bully him openly and covertly when he was away from the sect for something, and he was so angry that when he came back, he was in mourning. I was completely pissed off when I beat everyone to death!

Afterwards, Yu Lingjing stayed in Xianchen Sect for about a year. During this period, he used all his strength and cultivated Yu Lingjing to be fearless. Wild Yan.

After ten years of absence, Zhang Duoyu was very worried because he looked like he had grown back!

Zhang Duoyu flicked his fingertips and set up a barrier outside the main hall: "Little Jing'er, there is no outsider here. You can rest assured to tell Uncle, did Yu Zhu bully you? Uncle go beat him for revenge!"

Yu Lingjing, who was drinking tea and eating melon seeds, took the time to look at Zhang Duoyu, who was facing a formidable enemy: "Uncle, didn't you fight with my third uncle, and you didn't win in the end?"

Zhang Duoyu: "..."

The hall fell into a moment of silence.

Immediately Zhang Duoyu shouted violently: "Isn't the old master here, I am embarrassed to hit his son in the face! Which bastard told you?"

Yu Lingjing tilted her head and said with a teasing smile, "Grandpa said it when I was young."

Zhang Duoyu choked, smacked his mouth, and jumped off the noble suzerain chair, clasped his hands together and raised his head above his head: "Master, I don't intend to offend you, so I shouldn't utter obscenities."

Yu Lingjing smiled and narrowed her eyes, clapped her hands and stood up.

Seeing this, Zhang Duoyu warned, "Ahhh, at least stay for a few days."

Yu Lingjing said: "Yes, but I can't stay longer, I still have to chase people."

Zhang Duoyu raised his eyebrows and leaned closer with a sinister smile: "Who are you chasing after? You've also reached the age of spring, hehehe!"

Yu Lingjing bared her teeth: "Oh, man."

Zhang Duoyu's smile froze, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "...Then uncle also accepts, when will I bring it back to see."

What is he!

Don't some bastard fooled his little Jing'er? !

If you catch him, you have to beat him up first!

Yu Lingjing pushed Zhang Duoyu's approaching face away with a palm: "You accept it and I don't accept it. What are you thinking? I was forced. If I don't take it back, I will have trouble sleeping and eating, and my reputation will be lost."

Zhang Duoyu was deeply shocked: "So serious?!"

Yu Lingjing raised two fingers: "It's no exaggeration."

"Then I won't force you to stay. You can stay as long as you want." Zhang Duoyu straightened up and took out the exclusive key of the head: "Don't you like reading books like your father? Book."

"Whoever wants your book from Shengge, I want to read Jieyoulou." Yu Lingjing looked disgusted, and stretched out her hand to Zhang Duoyu: "Give me a token."

Zhang Duoyu smiled cheerfully, and took out the azure blue jade pendant from his waist: "Take it and use it, Xue Cangqiong dares to stop you."

Yu Lingjing went to learn about Youlou, and bought a basket of miscellaneous books, such as:

"Beauty Lying on a Pillow, Delicately Glamorous"

"In Those Years, One or Two Things That Sovereign Luan Xing and Aunt Xing Had to Say"

"Thirty Years of Comprehension in the World of Comprehension, the Undying Fight Between the Three Overlords of the Zongmen and the Demon Cultivator"

"Bloody Blood That Night/Want to Drop, the ghost town in my eyes turned upside down overnight"

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Some of them were not for sale, but Yu Lingjing bought them all with Zhang Duoyu's jade pendant.

He was holding the book all the way, whistling, very leisurely, but just a few steps out of Jieyou Tower, he bumped into someone, and the books scattered all over the floor.

"Sorry, sorry," the man quickly knelt down and helped him pick up the book.

Yu Lingjing felt that the voice was a little familiar, raised her eyes, and narrowed her eyes slightly: "Mo Yusheng."

Mo Yuansheng's eyes widened in surprise: "Hey, you know me, yes, I am Mo Yuansheng of the reckless school."

Yu Lingjing moved her fingertips, and gently pressed the corner of the book.

Mo Yusheng noticed it, and suddenly his eyes lit up, pointing to the book and exclaiming: "Isn't this the second part of "The Beauty Lying on the Pillow, Pure and Lovely"! Isn't it not for sale? I have been thinking about it for a long time and haven't gotten it! Today God-given opportunity, how about selling it to me, brother?"

Yu Lingjing picked up the book: "Not for sale."

Mo Yusheng quickly stopped in front of him: "100 Yuan Lingshi! No, no, three hundred!! Sell it to me."

Yu Lingjing walked around him with an indifferent expression: "Not for sale."

Mo Yusheng didn't follow him this time, but said behind him: "Think about it, you are rejecting me, I will be sad when I am rejected, and I will be sad..."

Yu Lingjing turned her head, with a provocative smile on her lips: "It's none of other people's business that you are sad."

Mo Yuansheng suppressed his smile, and his slender fingers landed on the red flute. A flute sounded, and the red light emitted from the flute quickly wrapped around Yu Lingjing.

Yu Lingjing's footsteps paused, and suddenly, a black mark appeared on his forehead, and the red glow was completely wiped away in an instant.

The sound of the flute stopped suddenly, Mo Yuansheng took the red flute, his eyes showed horror.

This is... "Recapture the Soul"? !

Yu Lingjing touched his forehead, with a puzzled expression on his face, could it be that this person's attack can also provoke the third uncle to give him a life-saving seal?Is there such a powerful one?

Mo Kuansheng's face was uncertain, he glanced at Yu Lingjing, and quickly withdrew.

After returning to Xianchen Sect, Yu Lingjing told Zhang Duoyu that she had met Mo Yuansheng, but she couldn't stop him.

Sect Master Zhang stared at him for a while, and after confirming that he was fine, he was relieved and slapped the table in anger!

"Dare to bully you without forbidden skills?! Hey, he must be crazy! Don't ask what my old Zhang family has!"

Zhang Duoyu grabbed Yu Lingjing's neck, put his fist against his forehead, and said in a low voice, "I planned to pass it on to you in a few years, but now, uncle can't swallow this breath! Any little scum dares to bully you." you!!"

Yu Lingjing blinked, and suddenly realized: "Pass it to me? It turns out that you have kept secrets from your nephew!"

"What do you mean by keeping secrets?" Zhang Duoyu muttered dissatisfiedly, "You are still young, so I don't worry about it. Let's go to the training room, and prepare to take root there in the past two years."

Yu Lingjing looked troubled: "I haven't read the book I just bought."

Zhang Duoyu glanced at her and smiled disdainfully: "The beauty lying on the pillow is interesting, and the rest are not good-looking. If you want to know about your third uncle and Xing Xiangli, you can just ask me. I'm the person involved."

Yu Lingjing looked in disbelief, why are you the one involved in the matter between my third uncle and Xing Xiangli? !

But he shut his mouth rationally, and finally struggled: "I have to go to Lu Yuanxiu, the recording stone is still with him."

Zhang Duoyu smiled strangely.

Okay, it's called Lu Yuanxiu, remember it.

His old god said: "What's the hurry, you don't have to be real to find someone, the second chapter of "Controlling the Soul", right? Read the eighth chapter of my old Zhang's family - Wandering Soul!"

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Thank you "Kirin Jie" for the nutrient solution roar~Bixin (≧▽≦)