Why do you have to be forced to kill disciples as a teacher [Rebirth]

One night, under the fiery red phoenix tree, an immature child ran out of the house in great horror.

He kept crying, his tears were so muddy that he couldn't even see the road, but he never dared to stop.He didn't know what happened, but saw a lot of blood oozing from the crack of the door of the house. A Niang's terrified screams came from the courtyard next to the door, and then suddenly fell silent.

The boy covered his mouth tightly in fright, and took two steps back in horror. The lantern in front of the door was still glowing red, hanging quietly in the dark night, and he seemed to hear the sound of slow approaching footsteps.

"Child, what are you running for?"

Until he fled under the phoenix tree, a young man's voice suddenly came from the tree. The boy turned his head in shock, only to see a monk in black robes jumping down from the tree and landing in front of him, his tone was so calm that it was almost indifferent. Said, "It's getting dark, it's better to go home early."

The boy's hands were still stained with blood, and his whole body was trembling. He couldn't judge Xiao Yu's likes and dislikes for a while, his eyes were full of surprise, and he said, "...at home, there are monsters at home..."

Xiao Yu frowned, "What kind of monster? Where is your home?"

The boy's fingers trembled, and he pointed at Xiao Yu.In the pitch-black wilderness, there was only one place with an orange light on. Suddenly, there was a sense of warmth, but at this moment, it showed a kind of strange silence.

At that time, Xiao Yu was still in his infancy, so he didn't know the difference between the evil spirits in Miao Jiang and the walking corpses he encountered during his cultivation.

He shook Han Zui in his hand, subconsciously walked a few steps towards the light, then stopped, waved to the boy, and said, "Come here. It's dangerous for you to stay here alone."

There was a bright moon in the sky, and the moonlight fell, but there was a feeling of paleness and desolation.

Xiao Yu held the sword in one hand and held the boy in the other. The boy's hand was cold and his palm was full of sweat.

"...It's all my fault." Along the way, he suppressed sobbing in a low voice, choked up, "It's all my fault that I can see 'those things', which brought trouble to my father and mother."

Xiao Yu said, "What?"

He wanted to comfort the boy, but he didn't know where to start. After a while, he handed over a sword wiping cloth in his sleeve.

The boy sobbed and said, "...That's right, it's very unlucky. The elder Wu of the clan said that those are evil spirits reincarnated from ghosts."

He wiped his eyes with a cloth handkerchief, hiccupped, and looked up, but suddenly saw a white shadow looming in front of him, and said in surprise, "Brother!"

Xiao Yu also followed his gaze, and saw a man in a white robe with wide sleeves walking slowly from a distance under a row of fiery red phoenix trees.He walked slowly, his body swayed, like a drunk, but his face was pale, and he didn't seem to be drunk at all.

The boy recognized him at a glance, isn't this the elder brother who told him stories about witchcraft every day for the past few months?

It's just that this elder brother is so strange, he only appears in the morning every time, lazily leaning against the patio to bask in the sun, and always disappears at noon.

Once I met him at night, he walked past him and called him loudly, but he didn't answer, as if he didn't know himself at all.

The boy quickly broke free from Xiao Yu's hand, ran towards Ming Yuan, cried and hugged Ming Yuan's waist, and even knocked Ming Yuan back a few steps.

In front of Ming Yuan, just now in front of Xiao Yu, he was still sobbing in a low voice, which suddenly turned into weeping loudly.The boy buried his face in front of his chest with snot all over his face, and cried bitterly, "...Brother, brother, my parents were killed by monsters, can you take me to the priest of Mingyuan, I'm going to ask him to give my father Mother revenge...!"

Of all the stories he told, the boy liked the Wishing Priest best.Because he is merciful, kind, benevolent, generous to the people, and treats every believer with generosity and gentleness.

In the past in Miaojiang, any witchcraft and evil spirits that could not be solved could ask him for help, and Mingyuan never refused anyone.

When listening to the story, the boy looked at him innocently and asked, "What about now? How is the priest of Mingyuan, is he still alive?"

Mingyuan paused, looked down at his fingertips that were transparent under the sunlight, opened his mouth several times, but couldn't look directly into the boy's eyes, and he didn't know what it meant, "Well, he is still alive occasionally... .”

"Please, brother," the boy cried intermittently, "... please... tell me where the priest of Mingyuan is, and he will definitely help me, right?"

His tears wet the layers of his clothes, revealing a icy chill in the cold night.

However, Ming Yuan didn't seem to feel it.

... He didn't even lower his head to look at the boy, his gaze was always ignorantly staring ahead, with a cold expression, neither sad nor happy.

Of course, if the boy calmed down a bit, he could even smell the bloody smell faintly coming from Ming Yuan's body at this moment.

Finally realizing something was wrong, the boy raised his head from his arms, looked at Ming Yuan with tears on his face, and said cautiously, "...Brother?"

Ming Yuan stiffly and slowly raised both hands, caressing the boy's cheek, his eyes were full of confusion.

His hands were cold and damp, and the higher he went, the more rotten rust smelled.

The boy felt more and more uncertain in his heart, and the answer seemed to be ready. He just looked up at Mingyuan stiffly, not knowing whether he dared or refused to cast a glance down.

Xiao Yu, who was watching from a distance, finally couldn't hold back any longer, and was about to rush out with his sword in an instant!

"Uh--!"

However, in the next second, the boy's throat was grabbed tightly, and Ming Yuan lifted him from the ground abruptly!The tears on his face were mixed with cold blood, and his expression was full of shock and disbelief.

Ming Yuan suddenly laughed sinisterly, and cast a strange look at Xiao Yu, as if provocative!