I heard that the little uncle was once the love robbery of the ancestor

When Pei Jie turned around, those beautiful eyes were weeping.

He is finished.

Pei Jiu didn't believe him, and didn't save him.

How rough and short his life was.

Fortunately, there is someone who treats him well, and it is not miserable.

But the tears still flowed uncontrollably, as if they were endless.

His eyes were dark, silent, and unconscious.frightening.

Is this what it feels like to be dying?Lost all senses?

He was wandering in the dark, with no direction, no end, no idea what he was stepping on, and no idea if he had moved.

He was flustered and frightened.

But this feeling lasted for a long time, and there was no discomfort at all, just like three meals a day, more like being used to being bullied by the young master.

Someone was crying, and the low sound of crying lingered in my ears, so forbearing and suppressed.Twitching and twitching, his heart ached from crying.

A ray of light came in, and it became more and more prosperous, with distant mountains, near water, and green bamboo leaves.

Is this the world after death?

He looked around curiously and bewilderedly.Suddenly a tall figure in a white Taoist robe broke into sight.

The man was too close for him to see at a glance.

After looking it over carefully, he called blankly, "Pei Jiu?"

The voice is hoarse.

After shouting, he suddenly realized that the person who cried so much was himself.

Pei Jie responded in a low voice: "Are you awake?"

He suddenly seemed to have discovered something embarrassing, and wiped his cheeks in a panic.

The mountain is Qinshan Mountain, the water is Xishui Lake, and the green bamboo is the bamboo forest on the edge of the town.He is not dead.

Thinking of what happened before, he anxiously wanted to explain.The hoarse voice was still crying: "Pei Jiu, I don't have a burning talisman. Yes, the young master just burned it for fun."

His voice was originally low, but it was covered by crying, and finally he lost his voice.

Pei Jie didn't care much: "Yes."

He kept his back to her and kept moving his hands.

"Pei Jiu..."

He felt that he didn't believe him, and the crying that he had finally suppressed was brought out again.

The originally beautiful eyes were ashen and full of tears.

As soon as the head is lowered, it blooms.The tears that stained the world could no longer be kept, and passed away in a flash.The tears of those who have not yet seen the great world are rushing anxiously, and they have stepped forward one by one.

"Take it."

Pei Jie knew that he felt wronged, but he just handed over a small emerald green piccolo, which was very inconspicuous.

He became even more dazed and even forgot to cry.

He raised his eyes to look, but felt very uncomfortable because of the tears, so he subconsciously blinked his eyes.

Tears rolled down his thick and slender eyelashes, and he finally saw clearly the person in front of him.

Pei Jie swept off the debris on his body, casually: "If you have something to do, blow it up."

He raised the piccolo clumsily to his lips - without making a sound.

Pei Jie taught him by hand.

After a long time, he finally managed to make a sound—only two syllables were still not uttered.

So I looked for help.

Pei Jie didn't teach him again: "This piccolo is used to convey messages, if it keeps ringing, it may scare the snake."

Nodding clearly, he couldn't help but caress.

Only the size of an adult's palm, the material is very ordinary, without any carvings.It just doesn't compare to his.

"Are you leaving again?"

He dared not look up at him.

Pei Jie naturally wanted to leave.

Killing Thirteen is angry, but he can't ignore it.So he's back.

When he got a response, he asked what he was confused about: "Just now, you obviously left."

Seeing his hesitation and cautious appearance, Pei Jie was rarely moved.Casually explained: "I used a substitute technique."

He was surprised and delighted: "So you believe me, right?"

Pei Jie: "I'll change you back later. Take these medicines, so you'll survive."

Take his small Qiankun bag—— Qiankun bag, this is a magic weapon!

He pushed back in horror: "I, I don't know how to spell."

Pei Jie didn't care too much: "A small cloth bag doesn't need spells."

He was still terrified.

Pei Jie said again: "I'm very useless, if you don't want it, throw it away."

How could he not accept what he said?

Learned to read, learned to read, gained a name, received a flute, obtained medicine, and now even took someone else's magic weapon.

The dark clouds accumulated in my heart suddenly dissipated, and the sun came out.

……

In the following years, he rubbed the piccolo more than once, and pressed the two syllables to his lips countless times, but he never played it.

He wants to see him.

But this is used to send messages, and it cannot be used at will, he still remembers it.

He is very obedient and listens to what he says.

……

Life in Liuyun Huoyue Palace is still calm and orderly.

On Huoyue Peak, another disciple was entrusted with important tasks, and he went to sit alone.

However, Pei Jie still stayed by the Yuejing Pool to clean up. If he was tired, he would play the piano or the flute; or play chess with some of his seniors.

If you are not interested in these things, you can find a secluded place to hide with a book.

Lu Shisan occasionally ran over to complain to him, saying that the disciples on the peak did not treat themselves as outsiders, and did not behave properly in everything;

He also said that the senior uncle and the senior brother joined forces to bully him and give him hard work;

What else did you say that the master has a big brain and a wattle, calling him Xiao Mie Mie in front of the new disciples!

How is he small, where is he small?Anyway, it's almost a hundred years old.

Having said that, there are thousands of people in Liuyun Confused Moon Palace, and the total number of direct disciples of master and uncle is only about a hundred.So they are the big bosses in the palace, and they should be served respectfully.

Whether it is an outsider or an ordinary disciple in the palace, when it comes to the direct disciples of Liuyun Palace, there are two words: awesome!

But Killing Thirteen is amazing, Killing Thirteen is amazing - he is the current disciple of Xuanhui in Liuyun Huoyue Palace, the god who must be respected by the whole world!

In-person transmission is much worse than closing the door.Passing on from person to person, just teaching in person; but when the door is closed, can it be the same if the door is closed?

Xuan Hui is different from his master.

Moon Immortal has only accepted fifteen disciples so far, each of whom has been taught by himself, and each has taken care - so each of them is a closed disciple.

But Xuanhui accepted hundreds of apprentices without rejecting those who came, and would accept a new batch of apprentices every three to five years.

As for the personal ones, there are only 23.

Apart from him, the closed disciples were Song Lian who was in charge of Huoyue Peak and Li Xing who was sent to Liuyun Peak to serve his master.

Eldest brother is older, mature and steady.Xuanhui has nothing to do when he has nothing to do, but who will kill Shisan to play tricks on?

Pei Jie?Pei Jie's calm temperament was too frustrated.

Therefore, besides complaining to him, Kill Shisan really has no other choice.

As for the fact that none of the disciples on the peak are upright, who is to blame?Whose reason is this?

Uncle and senior brother bullied him together, it was just nonsense, with his back against the palace, who would dare?

After listening to him complaining about his sufferings, he couldn't bear to go down the mountain with him and drank some wine. He finally got back to his small mountain bag temporarily.

Then something not so wonderful came late this evening.