That monk has a dragon [Rebirth]

"Big brother?" Wu Nian looked at Zhong Qian, and repeated the key points in her words.

He didn't know much about the family of Xianmen, but he also knew that the Zhong family had another patriarch before Zhong Xun, but he didn't know what happened later, it was Zhong Xun's turn to be the patriarch, and he became famous at a young age.

"What are you talking about him for?" Zhong Xun glared at Zhong Qian with a gloomy face, and the reprimand in his tone was undisguised. Seeing her hiding behind Ming Qiao, he slowed down his voice again, and said, "Brother's matter is over. Ten years, how could it have anything to do with these things."

"Then Sect Master Zhong, please tell me, what is your relationship with this female ghost?" Wu Nian accepted his words calmly, and turned his head to glance at the red-clothed female ghost bumping around in the golden bell behind him. He continued unhurriedly: "Or should I ask, what is the relationship between you and the girl in the red wedding dress in the underground ice room?"

He didn't say that the bride in red was a dead body, nor did he mention the relationship between the dead body and the female ghost. The red-clothed female ghost, and then looked at Zhong Zongzhu whose face changed very wonderfully, and silently swallowed back a series of questions that were about to be spoken.

Zhong Xun snorted heavily and didn't intend to reply. He raised his hand to wipe the bloodstains overflowing from his lips, and stood up staggeringly supporting Shen Yuanjian in front of him. A bit cold and thin.

A person in the crowd said loudly: "What nonsense are you talking about, monk? Sect Master Zhong is a decent family, how could he have anything to do with a female ghost?"

Another person echoed: "Exactly! I think it's [-]% that you sinister villains planted the frame!"

"Well, I also think that such an aristocratic family as Sect Master Zhong should have nothing to do with these things." Wu Nian's eyes settled on Zhong Xun, but he answered everyone's words in a non-perfunctory manner. "This female ghost killed innocent children when she was in Xinling City. Since she has nothing to do with Sect Master Zhong, it's better not to let such an evil thing stay in this world."

"What do you want to do?!" The back of Zhong Xun's hand holding the sword hilt showed veins, and he restrained himself greatly so he didn't rush forward again.

Wu Nian shook his head and did not answer, slowly lowered his eyelids, flipped his closed palms twice neatly to form a golden seal again, his slightly pale lips were clearly closed, but there was a sound of chanting sutras resounding around, ethereal bright and clean.

The Bijue Zen stick behind him seemed to be sensed, trembling slightly and making a low sound like a moan, and the falling rings collided together and made a crisp and pleasant sound, shaking off pieces of Buddha's light one after another, scattering The inner wall of the Buddha bell surrounded by Sanskrit gold characters casts a brighter and stronger light on the golden bell.

The moment the golden light shone brightly, the female ghost in red, who had already subsided a little, became agitated again. Her thin five fingers stretched out with sharp black nails, and her red eyes frantically scratched the inner wall of the golden bell again and again. Half of the face under the cover was twisted in pain, and a series of strange "clack-clack" sounds came from the throat, as if desperately asking for help from someone.

Hearing the shrill screams behind me, Wu Nian's raised eyes moved slightly, and then he closed his eyes slightly. While silently reciting the scriptures on getting rid of evil spirits in his heart, he strengthened the strength in his hands, and healed the thin layer. The Buddha Light became stronger.

Si Huai took all his small movements into his eyes, and his slightly frowned brows suddenly deepened.

Based on his understanding of this monk, although I will not be merciful to this kind of evil spirit that harms living beings, I will still be happy under the influence of that compassionate heart, so that I will not trap that person with Buddha's light like this. Something that made her unable to escape or dissipate, and she suffered pain and torture.

The pinched knuckles made a crisp sound of "click". Si Huai was going to do this cruel thing to torture ghosts for Wu Nian, but he turned his head and glanced at Zhong Xun, and immediately guessed what Wu Nian was thinking, and stopped. After taking the steps he hadn't taken yet, he put the Shanhe Sword behind his back with his backhand, and stood aside with his arms folded, watching intently.

The sharp screams of the ghosts and the piercing sound of scratching the clock wall with their fingernails echoed in the empty and silent night together, each sound was heart-breaking, and all the onlookers turned their faces subconsciously, as if they had been watching the whole night After the liveliness of the audience, suddenly there was a feeling of compassion that I didn't dare to look at.

Zhong Xun's hand holding the sword hilt trembled violently, the protruding veins turned into a terrifying purple red, and the chaotic zhenqi began to flow backwards along the veins due to desperate restraint, and the corners of his mouth that had been wiped clean just now The dark red viscous overflowed again, but he didn't seem to notice it, his eyes were fixed on the red-clothed female ghost in the Sanskrit golden bell, and the viciousness, resentment and helplessness in the eyes flashed on and off alternately several times, and then he hoarse his voice Said: "Let her go!"

The three words neither light nor heavy were low and eager, and the people who turned their faces turned their eyes to him again, with surprise and bewilderment in their expressions, as if they wanted to hear some secret gossip, but couldn't believe the respect they said. What would the decent people have to do with a female ghost.

"Let her go, please..." Zhong Xun repeated, but it was not as calm and powerful as before. The low and slow voice scattered into the wind, just enough for the two people on the opposite side to hear clearly.

The lingering sound of chanting stopped abruptly, and I read the hand with the golden seal slightly turned and closed, and then changed back to the movement of joining hands. The eyes that were slowly opened were as calm as water, and I bent slightly, and said, "Amitabha Buddha ".

Zhong Xun looked at him silently for a while, and then turned his face to look at the sect masters not far away. The left hand hanging by his side was dripping with bright red blood at some point, and he raised it tremblingly. On the shoulder, he made a heavy drop gesture.

The ghost-masked men who were scattered on the ground struggled and let out a low roar, and all the sect masters took a half step back in unison with lingering fear, not wanting the disciples of the Zhong family standing behind to rush forward and strike them hard on the back of the neck With the knife in hand, everyone fainted before they could exclaim in the future, men and women were carried on the shoulders by disciples of the Zhong family without mercy.

"Take it to the inn to resettle." Zhong Xun ordered without looking back, his eyes swept over Sheng Lanchu and Dong Yangyan who had "leaked through the net", and stopped on Ming Qiao, frowning at him, who was hiding behind him. Zhong Qian behind said: "You also go back to your room."

His words were neither light nor heavy, but with an irresistible majesty.

Zhong Qian moved out from behind Ming Qiao, her slender white knuckles were still tugging at his black cuffs, she bit her lower lip and looked at Zhong Xun for a while, then slowly shook her head and said, "I won't go back. thing, can't I know?"

With a movement of Ming Qiao's hand, he clenched that hand tightly in his palm, neither saying a word, nor having the awareness that he should retreat as a guest, he only moved a little, protecting the girl he loves in front of him.

Zhong Xun sighed softly, and slowed down his tone: "Be obedient, you go back first."

Zhong Qian still shook her head, looked behind Wu Nian a little timidly, hesitated a little, and then asked carefully: "Brother, is she... sister Yue Ling?"

This "she" didn't say who it was, but what she was referring to was already very obvious. Even the person who spoke didn't believe what she said. Before Zhong Xun could answer, she shook her head and denied this absurd conjecture.

But looking at the female ghost in red and the ghost-masked man lying on the ground, and seeing his brother's hesitant expression, his unwillingness to believe was shaken a bit. "She's not Sister Yueling, right? Sister Yueling has already been buried with her big brother...Brother, what did you do? Why are there such inhuman things in Shenyue Villa?"

The voice became a little choked up at the end, Zhong Xun looked down at his feet and didn't know what he was thinking, blood dripped from the clenched fists and dripped to the ground, leaving a glaring trace.

"Amitabha." The voice of my recitation broke the almost strange silence of the two brothers and sisters, "If Sect Master Zhong doesn't know where to start, how about listening to the poor monk's guess?"

Zhong Xun looked up at him gloomily, Wu Nian only smiled slightly, and said slowly: "The red dress on this female ghost is different from the usual red-clothed ghosts, it is a red wedding dress, and her corpse It was placed in the ice room leading to the secret passage in Sect Master Zhong's room, and she happened to be wearing a bright red wedding dress. The poor monk dared to guess that she should be Sect Master Zhong's sweetheart, maybe...it was the one named Yueling that the two of you mentioned. girl."

"Yueling..." The gloominess in Zhong Xun's eyes softened instantly when he mentioned this name, "She is indeed Yueling...my Yueling...has been in the ice room for ten years. .I personally put on the wedding dress for her, and I personally put on her makeup and comb her hair...She was going to marry me."

Wu Nian asked unhurriedly: "If that's the case, why was she...why was she buried with someone else?"

Although what Zhong Qian subconsciously said just now didn't explicitly say that they were buried together, but he always felt that was what he meant.

"Because she married her eldest brother." Zhong Qian's face looked a little pale in the night, and there were still faint marks on her lower lip where her teeth were clenched.

"Don't mention that person again!" Zhong Xun sternly overshadowed her words, the trace of gentleness that was originally restrained in the eyebrows disappeared without a trace, and the disgusted expression was not covered up, and he almost gritted his teeth and said: "Yue Ling, she No, she was forced to marry him!"

"Brother! What are you talking about? Sister Yueling is your childhood sweetheart, but she is married to your eldest brother after all. We have to call her "sister-in-law" according to the seniority of the eight people who carry a big sedan chair to welcome into Zhong's house."

"Sister-in-law?" Zhong Xun repeated these two extremely ironic words, suddenly sneered, and quickly stopped his whisper and spat viciously, and said in a cold tone: "Zhong Ze is simply Use means to force Yue Ling to marry him, a disgusting person like him is not worthy of Yue Ling! He is even more unworthy to be buried with her!"

The corners of his mouth slanted upwards, but he did not sneer like he did just now. His whole body was covered with a stern and stern look, and his slightly narrowed sharp eyes glanced at the few people left behind, and said with a sneer: "These things I have hidden it in my heart for more than ten years. If you want this answer, I don’t want to say it, it seems impossible.”

The few people present looked indifferent and did not answer, only Zhong Qian dodged when he met his gaze, and did not dare to look up at him again.

Zhong Xun raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows. After thinking for a moment, he found an opening for what he was going to say next.

"Yue Ling is a very good girl with a gentle temper and always speaks softly. She is an orphan picked up by her father outside and raised in my mother's house. We grew up together since childhood. She always Follow me and call me brother Xun. I promised her that I will marry her as my wife in the future, and she will be alone in this life."

"But who knows, when she reaches the age of marriage, Zhong Ze, relying on himself as the young patriarch of the Zhong family, told my father before me that he is going to marry Yue Ling."

Zhong Ze was the son of his first wife, his mother passed away long before his father married Xu Xian, and he had two siblings, Zhong Xun and Zhong Qian.Although they are brothers born from the same father, their identities and status are somewhat different. Zhong Ze, as the young suzerain of Shenyue Villa, has always been placed in great expectations by his father.

At that time, the old patriarch Zhong was very old and had been lying on the sick bed for more than half a year. Naturally, he hoped that this son would get married early so that he could inherit the Zhong family's business.But he also knew that Yueling and Zhong Xun were close, and as the head of the family, it was not easy to force a little girl, so he wanted to ask Yueling's opinion first.

However, without waiting for the old Sect Master Zhong to speak, Zhong Ze broke into Yue Ling's room while drunk, forced to do something, and shamelessly reversed right and wrong, saying that Yue Ling had also admired him for a long time, Hearing that he wanted to marry himself, he couldn't wait to dedicate himself to him.

Zhong Xun wanted to go to his father to expose Zhong Ze's hypocrisy, but Zhong Ze threatened Yue Ling with something, so she stopped Zhong Xun and asked him not to interfere, and married Zhong without the congratulations of everyone. Ze.

In the third month after Yueling got married, the good news came out from the village that the young master's wife was pregnant. Zhong Xun still wanted to persuade her to drop the child and go away with him; After entertaining a hundred families from the Immortal Clan, the old patriarch Zhong passed away after three days of getting drunk, and Zhong Ze succeeded as the new patriarch of the Zhong family. Zhong Xun finally persuaded himself a little to bless Yueling.

It may only take a moment to fall in love with someone, but to let go of someone, maybe you can only deceive yourself and others with a smile on your face for the rest of your life.

Zhong Qian choked up for a moment, and said softly, "Actually, you still can't let Sister Yueling go, so after she was killed with her big brother, you personally watched their burial, and then secretly dug her body out, didn't you?"

"Yes! I not only dug out Yue Ling's body and hid it in the ice room, I also dug up Zhong Ze's body, burned it cleanly, and scattered ashes! He is not worthy to share the coffin with Yue Ling, His corpse does not deserve to be in this world at all!"

"Brother...you..." Zhong Qian opened her eyes wide in disbelief, unable to accept the meaning of his words for a moment.

"I'll let you go back to the room, you insist on staying here." Zhong Xun shook his head helplessly, sighed and said, "If I told you that their murder ten years ago was not an accident, but my careful arrangement." Yes, do you think my brother is a cruel monster?"

"My mother taught us since we were young to be humble and respectful to our eldest brother, because he is not only the young master of the Zhong family, but also our elder brother. So I don't fight with him for anything. He chooses the weapons brought back by his father first. He eats the dishes on the dinner table first, and I will give up everything he wants, but Yueling is the only one I hold dear, and he snatches it without warning."

"If he really treats Yue Ling well, I don't want to, and I won't destroy Yue Ling's happiness. But he only thinks of Yue Ling as a thing, because I like it, and he will snatch it! His heart They never treated us as brothers and sisters!"

He spread all the years of resentment towards Zhong Xun, brother and sister, and their mother on Yue Ling, beating, scolding and torturing him every day, except for the exposed face, hands and feet, there was almost no intact skin under the clothes.It was better at first, but when Yueling's child was born and Zhong Ze became the Patriarch of the Zhong family, it became more and more serious. How loving he was in front of others, he became vicious and crazy behind others.

What's even more exaggerated and unspeakable is that Zhong Zongzhu, who is like a gentleman, often lingers among the fireworks when others don't know, and goes back with unwashed traces to force Yue Ling to have sex, and suffers from various major and minor illnesses. Sometimes she would even force her to do unspeakable things to the child's mother in front of an ignorant child.

Zhong Xun's letting go was not straightforward, so he could see something wrong under the almost ordinary cover-up of the suzerain's wife.When he learned that she had been tortured, Zhong Xun was so angry that he raised his sword and was about to kill someone. It was Yue Ling who kept stopping him so he didn't act impulsively.

So Zhong Xun secretly planned an "accidental" killing, but what he didn't expect was that Zhong Ze, who used to go out alone, would bring his wife and children with him that time.Knowing that there was a flaw in the plan, he immediately rushed over to bring Yueling back, but when Zhong Ze saw him, he figured out everything, and he still held his breath with swords in his body, and he refused to break it when Zhong Xun He raised his sword in front of him and wiped Yueling's neck.

Zhong Qian couldn't accept the "truth" that Zhong Qian told him for a moment, she almost broke down crying and fell into Ming Qiao's arms, sobbing and waiting until he finished speaking, then suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly asked: "So Yuer?" What about Sister Yueling's child? He was only a three-year-old baby at that time, didn't you even let him go...?!"

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