Biography of Xi Shan

Jing Ji had a long, long dream. In the dream, he returned to the Chu Family Village. The courtyard he lived in that day changed from a desolate one, and the eyes were full of verdant greenery.

He was about four or five years old, chubby like a meat ball, lying on the fence by the lake, watching a group of ducklings swimming around curiously.

A tall man walked towards him, with kind eyes and kind eyes, very gentle.

The man picked him up, put him on his lap, and told him kindly: "Don't get too close to the water, be careful of falling down and being bitten by the duckling."

Jing Ji seemed to know that this was Shen Ao, his father.

Then Shen Ao took out a small wooden horse made by himself. The small wooden horse was bigger than Jing Ji's person, and the edges and corners were polished very smooth.

Jing Ji clapped her hands happily, at this moment Chu Chu came over, she was very young at this time, her eyes were moving, she was holding a plate of pastries in one hand, and a mat in the other.

Chu Chu smiled and kissed Jing Ji's face, and said softly, "It's getting cold, let's add a cushion."

Chu Chu put the mat on the wooden horse, and hugged the chubby Jing Ji onto it.

Jing Ji cheered, and gently shook the wooden horse's ears.

At this time, Chu Nantian came in, followed by a boy of seven or eight years old. The boy was dressed in black and his expression was as cold as ice.

But Jing Ji was not afraid of him, and shouted happily: "Brother, brother play with Xiao Jing."

Chu Nantian said with a smile: "The Sect Master of Wuji Sect passed by here and came to pay a special visit. This is his son, Chen Daozhen."

Chen Daozhen's expression softened, and he touched the child's chubby face.

Jing Ji grabbed a piece of Butterfly Cake with his fleshy hands, and stuffed it straight into Chen Daozhen's mouth.

Chen Daozhen opened his mouth and took a bite, but he saw the chubby licking his lips greedily.

He took the remaining butterfly cakes and fed them to the children bit by bit.

Jing Ji couldn't be happier, everyone was by his side, he was rocking the little wooden horse, and there were people around him feeding him.

Shen Ao put his arms around Chu Chu, and the two looked at Jing Ji with smiles in their eyes.

Jing Ji slowly opened his eyes, tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes and wet the pillow.

He whimpered softly, making a weak cry like a small animal.

At that moment, he didn't know who to blame.

Is it the ancestors of the Demon Cult who turned into white bones?Or a greedy villain in the arena?

He wiped away his tears and sat up slowly.

He found himself in a clean room. The wound on his hand had been treated and wrapped in gauze, and a little blood could still be seen vaguely. From the window, he saw a simple courtyard, which was the same as before. The hut should not be the same place.

The door was pushed open, and it was Duan Hongxue who walked in.

Seeing that he woke up, Duan Hongxue was overjoyed at first, and then stood there in embarrassment, looking at him with heavy eyes.

Jing Ji lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Duan Hongxue walked over and said softly, "I'll change your medicine."

He held Jing Ji's arm with self-blame, and gently lifted off the gauze.

"Does it hurt?" As soon as he finished speaking, the gauze had just been untied to the last turn, but there was no scar on his wrist, only a group of red marks like burns remained.

Jing Ji was startled, subconsciously withdrew his hand, and held his wrist tightly.

Duan Hongxue's eyes were deep, and he said in a deep voice, "It's fine if you're fine."

Jing Ji felt a little tired, leaned over and leaned lazily against the bedpost.

He suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Brother Duan, is the evil skill you practiced the "Superiful Star Manual"?"

Duan Hongxue was startled, and looked at him with a frown: "How do you know?"

Jing Ji's expression became more solemn, and he said, "Qing Mu told me before he died that Gui Zun also practiced the "Superiful Star Manual", so he has been looking for me."

Duan Hongxue's eyes flickered, and he frowned and said: "How is this possible? How could Guizun have the "Superiful Star Manual" in his hand? This is impossible."

Jing Ji said: "Could it be given to him by Senior Duan?"

Duan Hongxue seemed to have thought of something, and a hostility rose all over his body.

Jing Ji still didn't realize it, and said to himself: "Qingmu said that Gui Zun once gave half of the cheat book to Senior Brother Chen, so Senior Brother Chen has been scheming against me. I don't understand why Aoki still provokes me when he is dying. What about the relationship with Senior Brother Chen?"

Duan Hongxue suddenly came back to his senses, he smiled coldly when he heard the words, he threw the medicine box heavily on the table, and said in a bad tone: "Then why don't you think about it, maybe Chen Daozhen is really a hypocrite full of conspiracy as Aoki said! "

"Brother Duan." Jing Ji looked at him firmly, "Anyone can say these words, except you."

Duan Hongxue frowned.

"The whole world is spreading the word that Zishan Sect is a heinous demon sect, and Duan Hongxue is a villain rarely seen in the ages, but I have never despised you because of other people's gossip, even after knowing that you are the leader of the demon sect, I still respect you." You are the elder." Jing Ji said, "Even now, when I learned that your ancestors had enmity with my Shen family, I have never turned my anger on you. Everyone in the world has the habit of three people being tigers. If you are a tiger, how can you go with the tide again? "

Duan Hongxue smiled bitterly: "You are sober, and I don't know what drug Chen Daozhen gave you to make you so devoted to him."

"I know everything in my mind."

Duan Hongxue sighed.

"By the way, where's Senior Brother Pei Ran?" Jing Ji asked.

Duan Hongxue curled his lips: "It's closed, don't worry, I won't hurt him, and let him go back when it's safe."

Jing Ji nodded, and said again: "Brother Duan, are you feeling better? Is my blood useful to you?"

Duan Hongxue was startled and didn't move for a long time. The two looked at each other for a long time, and Duan Hongxue shook his head regretfully: "Treating the symptoms but not the root cause, I'm afraid I won't be able to cure you even if I suck your blood dry next time." my illness."

Jing Ji pinched the center of his eyebrows, and his head hurt again.

The two were silent, but they had the same thought in their hearts. I am afraid that the answers to those unsolved mysteries can only be found in the Ghost Shadow Sect.

***

Duan Hongxue came out of Jingji's room and immediately went to the place where Zhao Peiran was being held.

Zhao Peiran was tightly tied up, but she still seemed to be in a good mood, with a warm and jade-like smile hanging on the corner of her mouth at all times.

Duan Hongxue sat down on the chair and looked at him coldly.

Zhao Peiran blinked, and said with a smile: "What is Master Duan tying me up for? If you don't let me go, can I fight a bloody road?"

Duan Hongxue twitched the corners of his lips, and asked straightforwardly: "Why did Chen Daozhen arrest Aoki? What exactly do you know?"

Zhao Peiran smiled and said: "Qingmu is a member of the cult, and we of the Promise Sect, a decent sect, naturally want to punish evil and promote good."

With a volley of palms, Duan Hongxue sent Zhao Peiran flying, and hit the wall fiercely.

Zhao Peiran coughed twice, the smell of blood rose, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Duan Hongxue said: "Why did Chen Daozhen cooperate with Ghost Shadow Sect?"

Zhao Peiran frowned, he suppressed his smile, and said lightly: "Even if Zhao confessed honestly, I'm afraid Duan Hierarch would not believe it."

"Say." Duan Hongxue said coldly.

Zhao Peiran said: "Qing Mu hurt Xiao Jing, causing him to escape death. Naturally, senior brother can't swallow this breath in vain. He has always been obsessed with Xiao Jing's affairs. He has never been a generous person in these matters."

Duan Hongxue frowned: "That's all?"

Zhao Peiran smiled slightly: "Exactly."

Duan Hongxue stared at him suspiciously, how could things be so simple.

A man with a deep city background was portrayed by Zhao Peiran as a love saint who is desperate for love. Duan Hongxue couldn't believe these words anyway.

However, Duan Hongxue thought about these words, but felt that they were three parts true and seven parts false.

Zhao Peiran looked at him carefully, his whole body was filled with a strange and weird feeling.

This is really strange, how could there be such a beautiful man in the world, his eyebrows and eyes are full of pictures, his emotions and anger are poetry, his whole body is full of a cold aura, the colder he is, the more attractive he is.

It seems that the coquettish peonies are blooming in the cold winter months.

Duan Hongxue couldn't pry anything out of his mouth, and promised Jing Ji not to hurt him, so there was really nothing he could do about it.What's more, even if he knew about Chen Daozhen's conspiracy, Xiaojing would never believe him anyway, just because of his stubborn personality.

Duan Hongxue withdrew from his thoughts, but seeing Zhao Peiran looking at him with a smile on his lips, he couldn't help frowning and said coldly: "What are you looking at?"

Zhao Peiran smiled warmly, "It's nothing."

Duan Hong gave him a bloody glance, turned and left.

"It doesn't matter if Master Duan doesn't believe me, but I will remind you." Zhao Peiran said, "My senior brother will be here soon."

Duan Hongxue raised his lips and did not stop at all.