Mr. Jiang is not driving today

To Xie Huiyin's surprise, Ying Yisheng didn't pursue the matter, but gently revealed it and let it go.

Xie Huiyin was very puzzled, but he was always not good at speaking, let alone how to communicate with the "response door master".

He is only acquainted with the "Sect Master Ying" in Bingquan Cave, and that's only limited to acquaintance. He doesn't know what Ying Yisheng's intention of taking him out of Bingquan Cave is, and he doesn't know how to talk to "Recovery" Ying Yisheng, who is acting as the head of the sect, talked.

Just like when he was in Bingquan Cave before, Xie Huiyin was always in a daze.

Of course, there are benefits to this confusion.

He climbed up to the sky in such a muddleheaded way, became Ying Yisheng's attendant, and with a weak chicken cultivation base that had not yet reached the Jindan stage, he became the weakest in comprehensive strength and the thickest thighs in the history of "Gongzheng" disciple.

Even Xie Huiyin who served Ying Yisheng personally didn't know what Ying Yisheng was thinking, let alone Gong Wan.For the past six months, she has copied scriptures for Ying Yisheng every day, wishing him safety in prison, and begging her father to release Ying Yisheng. In the marriage contract, it was announced that Ying Yisheng only bumped into the master because he was drunk, and was punished for half a year of meditation. After he came out, he could continue to take over the position of sect master.

... After all, Patriarch Gong would not be willing to let his precious daughter, who is so infatuated, marry an unknown ordinary junior.

Besides, Ying Yisheng hasn't caused any troubles in the past six months, she has been quiet and has no rambunctious words. After returning from Bingquan Cave, she even practiced behind closed doors, and never hurls waves at others.

Gong Yichong heard it and was very satisfied.

Five days before Ying Yisheng left Bingquan Cave, Gong Yichong began to retreat, to attack the last barrier to achieve Taoism and immortality. Naturally, he could not attend the "Gong Zheng" sect master's succession ceremony, which influenced his future. The son-in-law has mediocre senses and doesn't have high hopes, just give him a door and let him take it easy. If he fails, it's not like Gong Yichong doesn't have capable disciples to take his place.

Under the awe of his own thunderbolt, it really worked. Presumably after this training, Ying Yisheng will also restrain his mind, learn a little bit of etiquette and rules, and Ah Wan's life will be easier in the future.

Ying Yisheng is indeed calm, as if he knows his mistakes. Since returning to Wuyu Pavilion, Ying Yisheng has been stuck in the vast volume of books and literature and refused to come out, and he didn't even explain what he should do. something.

Xie Huiyin was not familiar with the disciples of the "Gong Zheng" sect, so he could only serve Ying Yisheng with all his heart, serving tea and water, flipping through books and grinding ink. He really had nothing to do, so he sat on the steps outside Wuyu Pavilion Go up and watch the wind chimes under the eaves being blown around by the wind.

He thought it was good.

Half a month later, on a rainy night, Ying Yisheng was working hard in the study, flipping through the classic books, Xie Huiyin consciously backed out of the door and shrank under the porch.The wet rain slapped on the soft and muddy land, soaking and smashing the soil, and expelling a fishy and salty smell mixed with earthworms and soil.

No matter how hard he shrank, he couldn't prevent the rain from being blown into the corridor by the wind. He simply gave up his plan to avoid the rain, and fell asleep under the light and shadow of thunder and lightning flashing across the sky from time to time, a pair of cloth shoes being beaten through. Wet, he doesn't mind either.

He is like a blade of grass, he can live happily and confusedly anywhere.

Amidst the sound of thunder and rain, Xie Huiyin slept peacefully, and he didn't even notice that the door of Wuyu Pavilion was pushed open.

It wasn't until a piece of clothing was thrown on his face that he sat up in shock, looked down at the exquisite fabric of Huajin, and instinctively pulled it down to prevent it from being affected by his half-wet clothes.

Ying Yisheng knelt down and looked down at him.

This was the closest distance between the two of them since they came out of the Bingquan Cave, Xie Huiyin was so nervous that his eyes met, and his cold fingers grasped the clothes that Ying Yisheng threw to him: "Master... door... the master of the door. "

Ying Yisheng sat down beside him very naturally: "Call me Senior Brother."

Xie Huiyin's back muscles were tense, staring at his wet knees, feeling that his whole body was exuding an unpleasant smell of moisture, he couldn't help feeling a little frustrated.

In the Bingquan Cave, he also vaguely felt this way: even though Ying Yisheng was a prisoner, Xie Huiyin always felt ashamed in front of him.

He buried his head very low: "Senior brother, tomorrow is the succession ceremony of the sect master. You should go to bed early..."

The violent wind and rain lifted Ying Yisheng's long uncombed hair, making a slight rustling sound, and a ambiguous and charming smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he asked kindly: "Little brother, do you believe in gods?"

Xie Huiyin let out an "ah".

He thought of Gong Wan.

In the past few days, Ying Yisheng has been too quiet, and she didn't go out for a walk. She didn't know how Ying Yisheng was doing, and she felt anxious, so she often asked herself about the situation, and she didn't have anything new to tell her, so she could only tell her in general She, the sect master is very good, everything is safe and sound, please don't worry about her, Senior Sister.

Every time she approached him, Xie Huiyin could smell the faint sandalwood fragrance from her body.

She must have gone to the Palace of Sacrifice, the place called Bozixu, praying to the gods and Buddhas every day to bless Ying Yisheng to be safe and well.

He scratched his hair awkwardly, and replied: "There must be. It's just... never seen..."

Ying Yi laughed: "Of course there is. It's just that the gods are too busy to satisfy people's wishes....Little brother, if you have a wish, and only God can help you realize it, what will you do?"

Xie Huiyin thought about it seriously: "...I don't have any wish."

Indeed, his parents died early and he had no one to rely on. He was like a swaying grass seed. Now that he has found a solid and stable place to stay, what more can he ask for?

Just thinking of this, he was slapped on the back of the head by Ying Yisheng. He rubbed the back of his head and smiled embarrassedly, as if it was an unforgivable thing that he failed to give Ying Yisheng a decent answer. .

Looking at the dense and huge raindrops making huge bubbles on the ground, and seeing the bubbles split apart, Ying Yisheng smiled and muttered to himself: "...if I were, I wouldn't ask God. I will catch God and let him help me fulfill my wish."

As he said that, a dense film of light emerged from the palm of his hand, and the fairy air billowing out of the dancing light was inexplicably familiar, which made Xie Huiyin shudder.

He asked, "Brother, what is this?"

Ying Yisheng moved his fingers and said with a smile, "This is the bargaining chip between me and God."

... Xie Huiyin didn't understand.

He only knew that if Ying Yisheng was left in the rain again, if something went wrong and affected the next day's ceremony, it would be the fault of his valet.

Pulling Ying Yisheng back into the room, Xie Huiyin scalded a jug of wine and brought it to his bed.

After getting along for half a month, Xie Huiyin knew that Ying Yisheng didn't like drinking water, and it was common to replace water with wine, so he filled a glass and knelt down and presented it to Ying Yisheng.

Ying Yisheng leaned over to look, there was a white floating light dancing on the clear wine, he showed a gentle smile to his own reflection in the small cup: "...Yi Ge, the time is up."

On the second day, it was a good day and auspicious day measured by the destiny officer. Who would have thought that bad news would come from the mountain early in the morning.

...The prisoners imprisoned in the Bingquan Cave and the disciples who were temporarily assigned to guard the Bingquan Cave all died overnight.

When he heard the news, Xie Huiyin was helping Ying Yisheng change his clothes. As soon as he heard the shocking news, Xie Huiyin almost dropped the brocade box in his hand to the ground.

Ying Yisheng didn't care about it, took the brocade box from him, took out a jade cicada, put it on his temples, and said with a smile: "Little brother, help me to see, can you correct it?"

The disciple who came to report the letter trembled with his legs, as if he was still immersed in the horrific scene of blood, he continued to report: "Sect master, that... that scene is really scary, those ice silkworms suddenly seemed to go crazy, They ate up all the people... only a layer of transparent skin was left to stick to the bones...the ice silkworms were all dead..."

Ying Yisheng pondered for a while, then turned to Xie Huiyin and said with a smile: "Speaking of which, you are very lucky."

How could the ice silkworm, which has always been stable, suddenly lose control?

If it wasn't for losing some of the power to restrain it... how could they get out of control?

These days, only Ying Yisheng came out of Bingquan Cave...

The combination of all kinds of clues made Xie Huiyin break out in a cold sweat. After the disciple who reported the letter had retreated, he lowered his voice and said embarrassingly, "Senior brother...?"

Ying Yisheng ignored his panic, turned his head and asked, "What time is it?"

It was only half an hour before the ceremony started, Xie Huiyin had no official status after all, so naturally he had no right to participate, Ying Yisheng stood up, lowered his head to the bronze mirror and showed a gentle smile: "...I, Ying Yisheng I don't like to owe favors to others, so I don't owe you anything now."

He stepped towards the door, leaving Xie Huiyin standing there alone, at a loss.

... He understood what Ying Yisheng was talking about.

That night, with his modest efforts, he shared some ice silkworms for Ying Yisheng, so Ying Yisheng brought him out in order to repay the kindness of that day?

So... What exactly is the senior brother planning?

For a while, Xie Huiyin's body was alternately cold and sometimes hot, hot sweat protruding from his back, but Ying Yisheng ignored him and walked all the way to the door.

When he was about to step over the threshold, he turned his head and said to Xie Xie: "Ritual music is bothering and noisy, so don't listen carefully."

After Ying Yisheng said so, Xie Huiyin simply closed his five senses and six senses, and just obediently waited in the Wuyu Pavilion.

Wait, wait, wait, wait until noon, wait until the pointer of the sundial shifts towards the noon, and survive several dark hours in silence, Xie Huiyin, who counts the time, is placed on a small fire The slowly roasting frog became more and more disturbed as the temperature rose.

Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, he unsealed the seal on his vision, and walked out the door.

Wuxian Mountain is a mountain range, with four peaks guarding the main peak. The main peak is naturally the residence of the palace family. Whenever there is a major gathering, the disciples of the masters of the sects will gather on the main peak. Usually, each of them occupies a peak, busy with each other Disturb.

But today's "Gong Zheng" is very different.

This difference was discovered when Xie Huiyin stepped out of the gate of Wuyu Pavilion.

After the torrential rain last night, a large number of earthworms dug out the soil, but now, the ground is full of dead earthworms, nest after nest, like lifeless ropes.

Xie Huiyin ran on the silent Gongzheng Mountain, stumbled and looked around, but couldn't find a living thing.

All the senior disciples went to the viewing stand to watch the succession ceremony of the new sect master, even those who cleaned up, but it was already afternoon, but no one came back.

The pots and stoves in the small kitchen are deserted, and the leaves are falling in front of the steps.

No one cooks, no one cleans, no one returns.

Originally, the ceremony could end in an hour at most...

Xie Huiyin couldn't recognize the way at all, since he came to the mountain from the bottom of the valley, he hadn't come out for a walk, so he was like a lonely soul who didn't know the way, he could only look around in vain, stare blankly, and then run.

...something must have happened.

This thought is still tormenting him, urging him to find Ying Yisheng, the only reliance he found with great difficulty, such eagerness that he even forgot to understand his other four senses.

With only a pair of eyes, Xie Huiyin found the viewing platform in the silence.

... people, both on and off the stage are people, but they are easy to distinguish.

Here, there are only fallen people and standing people.

There were more than tens of thousands of those who fell backwards, all of them had their canthus cracked, and transparent liquid flowed out from their orifices, solidified and formed scabs like tears.They seemed to be mourning something, so they shed Bodhi tears and phoenix blood, which stagnated on their faces.

It was only after a closer look that it was not tears that flowed from their eyes, but clear and transparent brains.

There were too many corpses, so many that Xie Huiyin quickly became numb, and he looked at the three people who were still standing.

He had seen these people before, Ying Yisheng, Gong Wan, and Lin Zhengxin.

Gong Wan was held hostage by Ying Yisheng, her forehead was pressed tightly by Ying Yisheng's slender and beautiful fingers, and opposite to them was Lin Zhengxin, who was bleeding from the corner of his lips.He looked at Ying Yisheng's eyes as stiff as death, and he muttered something.

It was only at this time that Xie Huiyin realized his stupidity, and he used his other four senses to understand what they were talking about.

However, what came before the sound was the smell of death.

Being suddenly hit by the tangy breath, Xie Huiyin retched loudly and abnormally.

But except for Ying Yisheng, no one was aware of his existence.

Ying Yisheng's beautiful eyes turned subtly towards the place where the noise came from, then retracted them immediately, looked down at Zhengxin on the ground, and said with a charming smile: "Senior brother, what are you afraid of? I said I won't take it today Your life, why, don't you believe it?"

Just by looking at his expression, one could tell that Lin Zhengxin didn't believe him. He cowered on the ground and said tremblingly, "Ying Yisheng, you... you're crazy! You killed so many brothers and sisters, you can't do any more evil! Master won't let you go!" your!"

Ying Yisheng laughed out loud: "Senior brother, why don't you believe me? I've said it all, I want Master to hand over your life to me. These senior brothers are my gift from Ying Yisheng to Master. There will be more to come.”

Gong Wan in his arms struggled a bit, a line of tears slid down her cheeks.

Her voice was like a ball of red-hot iron sand was stuffed into her mouth: "Brother Sheng... Let Senior Brother go... I insisted on dragging him to attend the ceremony... There must be some misunderstanding between you two." ..."

Gong Wan never knew the truth about Ying Yige's death, she thought it was just an accident.

Ying Yisheng traced the side of her neck with the finger of the other hand, stuck it to her ear, and coaxed in a low voice: "Junior Sister, be good, there is no misunderstanding between me and Senior Brother Zhengxin."

Lin Zhengxin clenched his teeth in hatred.

This person doesn't know what kind of Taoism he has practiced, so he is so strong!

Just taking the opportunity to play a piece at the ceremony, he actually played the ancient score "Destroying the Heaven" that was strictly banned by the Gong family. When he was the first to react and help Junior Sister Ah Wan seal the five senses, those disciples But the music is already in the heart, and there is no way to recover.

Lin Zhengxin knew that Ying Yisheng hated him poisonously, and he would not let him go easily today, he simply broke the jar, clutched several broken ribs, swallowed the blood in his mouth, and pretended to be righteous and angry Said: "Ying Yisheng, you are practicing the evil way behind your master's back, and slaughtering your fellow disciples is simply a disgrace to the righteous way! Ying Yige was clearly harmed by the demon way and fell off a cliff, but you insist on blaming the boss My head! Okay, I admit it!! I admit it! As long as you are willing to let Junior Sister Ah Wan go, I will let you handle it!"

As if hearing some big joke, Ying Yi sneered and laughed aloud: "Brother Zhengxin, you don't listen to me, I said, one day, I want Master to hand over your beloved apprentice to me personally." In my hands, let me kill you. How can you die now? But..."

Seeing Ying Yisheng straighten his face and hearing the word "but", Lin Zhengxin, who had just kindled some hope, fell straight down like a bird with broken wings.

Ying Yisheng intentionally dragged out his voice for a very long time, until Lin Zhengxin's straightened back couldn't stop trembling, then he smiled lightly and said, "But, Senior Brother Zhengxin, you have to answer a question before you can leave. "

He lowered his head and looked at Gong Wan who was biting his lips in fear, his eyes lingered obsessively on her body, but, through this fleshy bag, he saw another shy little person smiling.

That little man could move, laugh, call him brother, and throw himself into his arms, begging for a chestnut crisp.

Ying Yisheng raised the corners of his lips and asked Lin Zhengxin: "...Do you know what a broken heart sounds like?"

Lin Zhengxin thought it was a problem, but at first hearing it, he had no idea, and just stared blankly at Ying Yisheng in a daze.

Ying Yisheng narrowed his eyes with a smile, pinched Gong Wan's skull, and gradually strengthened his palm.

Gong Wan was caught off guard, the whites of her eyes turned up when she was pinched, Qiong's mouth opened slightly, and a mournful cry of unknown meaning came out of her throat, but Gong's disciples who were used to listening and distinguishing people could hear what she was calling.

She was saying, Brother Sheng, please.

No one knew what Gong Wan wanted to ask for.

A crisp skull cracking sound resounded under Ying Yisheng's palm.

Lin Zhengxin was stunned, and after a while, he put his hands on the ground, howled like crazy, and fell on the ground like a pig or dog, crawling towards Gong Wan's limp and weary corpse on the ground with both hands and feet.

Xie Huiyin watched from a distance, Ying Yisheng let go of Gong Wan's palm, and took a step back.

There was such a strange and clear smile on the corner of his lips, but a tear fell from his eyes.

Xie Huiyin didn't know for whom Ying Yisheng shed this tear, he only heard Ying Yisheng's voice with a bright smile: "...Did you hear that? The sound of a broken heart?"