【Xiyao】Fake prudence

Lan Sizhui fell down with a thump, he couldn't move his whole body, and couldn't make a sound out of his throat, so he had to wink at Jin Ling desperately. Jin Ling seemed determined and didn't even look at him. Jingyi's eyes were closed tightly, apparently fainted.

Lan Sizhui was frightened, and wanted to make some noise to lure the disciples in, but the Buddhist music was too loud, and the disciples couldn't hear the small noises at all.

Jin Guangyao looked at Lan Wangji, and Lan Wangji also looked at Jin Guangyao, both of them looked at each other with distasteful expressions.

Lan Wangji doesn't like Jin Guangyao, and Jin Guangyao actually doesn't like Lan Wangji very much, he thinks that Lan Wangji is particularly difficult to serve and pretends to be aloof.

This is good. If you can't understand the other party, you can't understand the other party. If you pretend to please, there is no good feeling from the heart. Sincere, why bother to pretend.

Even if you read "Women's Virtue", you can only respect your parents-in-law, not your uncle.

Jin Guangyao didn't bother to pretend anymore, and responded with a mocking smile to Lan Wangji: "Are you here on Qing Jun's side? You've grown capable, does your brother know that you are so capable?"

Lan Wangji is not as fond of trickery as Jin Guangyao, he should do it without talking nonsense, pulls Bichen from his sleeve, and points at Jin Guangyao with a shining sword: "You can't live."

Jin Ling turned around, Jin Guangyao got up with a grunt, hid behind Jin Ling, made a face at Lan Wangji, and said with a smile: "Second brother, your sister-in-law is dead, and you will lose your brother forever. No more love from my brother, that day must be very carefree and free."

Lan Wangji frowned, revealing his rage, Jin Ling knew that he was really murderous, pressed his palm against the back of Lan Wangji's hand, and turned Bichen away: "Don't worry about Hanguang Jun, Nie Huaisang is dragging you, Zewu You won't be back for a while, so let me ask him something."

Wei WuXian tilted his chin toward Jin GuangYao: "Half of his body has been buried in the ground, and he is not expected to be able to dance. If he can still pull out the strings from his belly, then we will save the effort of doing it."

Lan Wangji withdrew his sword, and did not forget to remind Jin Ling: "Sovereign Jin, don't trust his rhetoric so easily, no matter whether you can get what you want, he must die today."

"Don't treat me like a child." Jin Ling was a little annoyed, "I have my own measure."

Suddenly, hearing a rustling sound behind him, Jin Ling turned around quickly in fright, and at the same time pulled out Sui Hua, the golden light made Jin Guangyao squint his eyes.

Jin Guangyao held a snow-white gown embroidered with gold and auspicious clouds in his hand. Facing Suihua Jianfeng, he was calm and composed: "I want to wear good clothes and die decently. Is that okay? Sovereign Jin."

Jin Ling's ears were reddened by Jin Guangyao's "Sect Master Jin", and he couldn't help but take a step back, his wrists were also a little weak, Suihua's sword trembled, and he groaned weakly.

Jin Guangyao saw Jin Ling's timidity, put on the gown slowly, and said slowly, "Ru Lan, you are still afraid of me, how can the new wolf king be afraid of an old dog? You are so useless that even fairies will laugh at you of."

For some reason, the tone was a little lost.

Jin Ling looked at him coldly, his lips pursed into a hard straight line, like a wolf cub just out of the den, using ferocity to cover up his haste: "Yes, I'm still afraid of you, that's why I'm going to kill you. As long as you live One day, I will have to live in your shadow."

In just a few words, Jin Guangyao had already started to buckle his belt, and chatted, "I'm about to become a ghost, where did the shadow come from? That shadow was imagined by yourself. Why do you bother? It's just to make wedding clothes for Nie Huaisang That's all."

"You are not afraid of Nie Huaisang, you think he will never be successful, so you kept him, willing to give a name of benevolence, but he tried his best to overthrow you with one move. I don't want to make the same mistakes as you, Wei Wu Xian has been dead for 13 years and still can return to the human world, let alone you? Even if you die, Lord Zewu will find a way to keep you in the human world."

Having said this, Jin Ling took a deep breath and avoided Jin Guangyao's gaze.

"But I'm sorry, besides me, Lan Wangji, Wei Wuxian, Nie Huaisang, uncle...and many, many people don't want you to linger in this world. If Nie Mingjue's ghost wants to cause trouble, since the Nie family can't use The corpse suppresses him, so I have to spare your soul to suppress him."

When Jin Guangyao heard about the place that Nie Huaisang had arranged for him from Jin Ling, his chest and stomach turned upside down, and he felt nauseous.

He retched and blocked the blood rushing back to his throat: "Aren't you afraid that the second brother will seek revenge on you?"

"Zewu-jun indeed has deep love for you, but can you do it right with the will of the world? In fact, you know it in your heart, so you want to seek death. Why push him to that step? Uncle, you taught me before Mine, don't try to test the human heart. Because the human heart is the most untestable thing in this world."

Jin Ling's voice gradually changed from trembling to steady, and within a few moments of snapping his fingers, he seemed to have grown several years in a trance, and there was a mature look on his still young face, Jin Guangyao almost thought that the person in front of him was his own son.

He heard Jin Ling say old-fashioned words in a youthful voice: "Besides, it's not me who wants to kill you, I'm just a coercion, it was Hanguang-Jun who coerced me in."

He looked at Wei Wuxian: "Wei Wuxian, you owe me this, my parents are gone, you have no ability to return them to me, I won't force you, but at least I must be the suzerain Yes, this is what belongs to me."

Wei Wuxian's eyes were filled with pain: "Sovereign Jin, don't worry, Hanguang-jun and I will fully bear this matter."

Jin Guangyao fastened his belt, straightened his cuffs, and gave Jin Ling a childlike smile: "You have learned very well. Remember, as the suzerain, don't learn what Wei Ying taught you, learn from him, and you will die. Your father is even earlier."

Jin Ling shook his back, shook his shoulders, and asked bluntly, "Where did you move all the money in the vault?"

Jin Guangyao got out of bed slowly, and the rest of the awake people were staring at his every move.

Jin Ling didn't go up to catch him immediately, but asked cautiously, "What are you going to do?"

"I'm looking for a mirror." Jin Guangyao said casually, "I want to comb my hair."

He looked around this warm and exquisite inner room, but he couldn't find a mirror, so he had no choice but to give up, and went back to the bed and sat down, letting thousands of strands of blue hair drape over his shoulders, his eyes were dark, his whole body was erratic, Almost half a ghost.

"Where did you move all the money in the treasury when you ran away?" Jin Ling asked again, "If you tell me, I won't hand you over to Nie Huaisang."

His eyes were very cold, as cold as the snow covering the Jinlin Terrace in winter, thick and hard, a vast expanse of white, covering all the warm colors on that gorgeous high platform.

The uncle and nephew who used to be as close as father and son have now become life and death enemies.

"You have been the suzerain for so long, and you still haven't found it? It's too useless." Jin Guangyao smiled like a flower, "If you don't hand me over to Nie Huaisang, where are you going to put me? It's nothing more than suppressing me Going to a place where the sun doesn't see the sun, is that different from putting it in the man-eating castle of Nie's house?"

"At least you don't have to be with the person you fear the most." Jin Ling also smiled at Jin Guangyao.

"Fear?" Jin Guangyao raised his eyebrows, his voice suddenly became sharp, he stood up abruptly, as if he had been greatly humiliated, and asked Jin Ling, "Who am I afraid of?"

"Aren't you afraid of Nie Mingjue?" Jin Ling raised his eyelids, startled by Jin Guangyao's arrogance.

"Bah! I'm afraid of him!" Jin Guangyao spat, and Jie Jie sneered: "I, Meng Yao, have never been afraid of the sky or the earth in my life, but am I still afraid of such a reckless man? If he dies, he will be chopped into six pieces by me." ?”

A phantom of Nie Mingjue appeared in front of him, holding up Baxia, furious, and yelling to kill him.

Jin Guangyao laughed, pointed at the void, and said triumphantly: "Brave man! You are so useless. Back then, Sect Master Wen beat you to the ground, and you couldn't even lift your head. If I hadn't rescued you, where would you go to replace me?" Heaven follows the law? Don’t say that I am not afraid of you in the world of heaven, but in the underworld, I will still not be afraid of you.”

Wei Wuxian didn't expect Jin Guangyao's attitude to be so stubborn, and he was slightly surprised: "It seems that the bell from Yunshen's unknown place has not been able to cleanse your soul."

Jin Guangyao had fallen into madness, but when he heard Wei Wuxian's voice, his mind immediately returned to clarity, and he asked with a strange smile: "Wei Wuxian, do you regret digging up the Wen family's ancestral grave in Qishan, and bloodbath never night?"

Wei Wuxian was taken aback for a moment, then said calmly, "I don't regret it."

Jin Guangyao snorted and waved his sleeves at Wei Wuxian: "Then you are not qualified to judge me, it's all for revenge, why should there be any distinctions? The hatred of the son of a servant is hatred, and the hatred of the son of a prostitute is nothing but hatred." Not hatred?"

Wei Wuxian thought about it.

Bichen lay across Jin Guangyao's neck, and Lan Wangji said coldly, "Don't compare him with you, he is different from you."

"Why is it different?" Jin Guangyao's death was imminent, and all the grievances accumulated in his life were on his face. He regarded Lan Wangji as if it didn't exist, and only stared at Wei Wuxian to taunt: "It's because you were adopted by the Jiang family, soul You have been washed away by the bells for a few days in the unknown place of Yunshen, so you feel that you are different from me? Haha—”

Jin Guangyao clasped his palms and laughed, the laughter was full of sarcasm and piercing sobriety.

Yes, he is sober, no one has a better understanding of this filthy world of cultivating immortals than him.

"No, nothing is different."

Jin Guangyao retorted firmly, his eyes were so dark that he almost wanted to suck Wei Ying in.

"In the eyes of those people, the difference between the son of a domestic servant and the son of a prostitute is about the same as the difference between a leek and a green onion. They are not on the table anyway. You are obedient and help them fight dissidents, that is Brother Wei, Mr. Wei, Yiling Patriarch, I don’t need you anymore, you are just a street mouse, everyone shouts and beats you, because they want to use your bones as a ladder to climb up, there is really no more suitable stepping stone than you.”

He sighed softly, and looked at Wei Ying with sympathetic eyes: "Wei Wuxian, you have fallen once, why don't you know it hurts? Was it not painful enough last time? Those Taoist families want to use you To deal with Wen Gou, Nie Huaisang wanted to use you to bring me down, and now Nie Huaisang wants to use you to bring down my second brother, you will be used all your life."

"Will Mr. Zewu fall down if you die?" Wei Ying smiled forcedly, "I don't believe it."

Lan Wangji didn't seem to be able to hear Jin Guangyao's devilish voice piercing through his ears. He turned his wrist slightly, intending to kill Jin Guangyao, but Jin Guangyao's eyes turned to Jin Ling: "Ru Lan, let me finish, and I will tell you the whereabouts of the treasury."

The spine of the carved sword fluttered up and cut up vertically, gently but firmly blocking Bichen.

Jin Ling stood silently, staring at the Suihua in his hand, his face full of unbearable: "Let him finish speaking, I believe he will tell me where the money is, if I can't do what I want, I will call the outside disciples in, and let you fall short .”

Lan Wangji couldn't hurt Jin Ling, so he had to put down his sword.

Jin Guangyao was even more rampant, pointing at Wei Ying and sternly said: "There are so many things you don't believe! You don't believe that your senior sister really likes Jin Zixuan, you don't believe that the Wen family dared to destroy the Jiang family, and you don't believe that you can't control Wen Ning at all. , still don’t believe that Jin Guangshan really dared to kill you. In the final analysis, you don’t believe that in this world, the Tao is as tall as one foot, and the devil is as tall as one foot.”

Jin Guangyao uncovered Wei Ying's old scars, his chest felt as if he had been hit by a hammer, and he was almost unable to stand still.

"How do you say something?" Jin Guangyao looked up at the sky-blue caisson.

After thinking for a while, he rushed to Wei Ying, stared and said, "Character determines destiny! The reason you fell into that situation is because there are too many things you don't believe in, and too few friends who can help you." less, for they were all driven away by your unbelief."

Wei Ying couldn't resist Jin Guangyao's verbal swords, so he had to admit defeat: "You are right, but what's the point of saying it now? Do you think you can save your life by attacking me? I agree, and neither does Lan Zhan." !"

"Do you think you have friends all over the world?" Jin Guangyao didn't care, and attacked Wei Wuxian wholeheartedly, "How many of those friends can help you?"

"I didn't want them to pull me." Wei Wuxian smiled wryly.

"They can't pull you away either!" Jin Guangyao sneered, then, looking at Lan Wangji, gritted his teeth and said, "But I pulled Lan Wangji. If I knew later, after Wei Ying's bloodbath, I would You should be ruined, how can you allow me to turn against me?"

Lan Wangji's eyelashes trembled.

Wei Wuxian was stunned: "What happened after the bloodbath of Evernight?"

Jin Guangyao's eyes were full of malice: "You don't think that Hanguang-jun rescued Yiling Patriarch with great fanfare that night, and no monks from other families saw him except the Gusu Lan family? Otherwise, I am How do you know that Hanguang-jun likes you?"

He spread his hands, and said to Lan Wangji, "You must have complained in your heart, why did your brother tell me your shameful thoughts? He clearly knows that you hate me very much."

Like Lan Xichen, a bolt of lightning split between Lan Wangji's eyebrows.

Jin GuangYao didn't care whether he was angry or not, and sighed: "Wang Ji, you blamed him wrongly, he didn't tell me on his own initiative, I saw it myself."

Jin Ling couldn't help but ask, "Did anyone else see it?"

"Of course there are, not only there are, there are many more, how can Hanguang-Jun's reputation be damaged?" Jin Guangyao said word by word, "So, I killed those people."

Jin Ling gasped, and asked, "Does Mr. Zewu know?"

"I don't know, maybe I know, maybe I don't know." Out of the corner of his eye, Jin Guangyao saw that Lan Wangji's face had turned livid, and he was happy instead.

Lan Wangji hurriedly said, "If you know, you know, if you don't know, you don't know! Don't be ambiguous."

Jin Guangyao saw that he was so thirsty for knowledge, so he simply told what happened that night:

"At that time, he led someone to chase you and said to me: 'A Yao, I leave everything to you.'"

"Give it to me, what do you mean?"

"I thought about it for a long time, and according to my understanding, I used a hand bone from a murderous corpse to kill all the monks who were still alive within [-] steps of where Wei Ying fell, except myself."

"After he came back, he asked me who else saw you rescue Wei WuXian, I replied to him, only I saw it."

"I'm unlucky, who made me love being his little tail? I accidentally saw something I shouldn't have seen. At that time, I was afraid of death. Jin Guangshan hated that I didn't die in Qiongqidao, and Nie Mingjue hated that I didn't die in Yan Yangdian, if even he hates that I didn't die in Buyetian, then I would really be an orphan... But fortunately, thank you heaven and earth..."

Jin Guangyao sat back on the bed, picked up Lan Xichen's cloak and hugged it in his arms, showing a joyful and gratified expression, like a child who was rewarded with a candy: "He wiped the blood on my face and said: 'Ah! Yao, it's good to have you, save me from worrying about the future.'”

He raised his face and said with a smile: "Then it's over, I didn't mention it, and he didn't mention it either."

Lan Wangji looked unspeakable, as if he had been struck by a bolt of lightning, or swallowed a fly.

Wei Wuxian tried to comfort Lan Wangji: "Maybe he will be wrong about Ze Wu-jun, and Ze Wu-jun will be wrong about him."

"Put it aside for now." Jin Guangyao's eyes were like two nails, nailing towards Lan Wangji, "I am willing to do this to fulfill him, can you?"

Lan Wangji didn't answer.

"You can't." Jin Guangyao answered for him.

He folded Lan Xichen's clothes, and said proudly, "I am the one who loves him the most in this world."