Wulin Mysteries

After Shisan left, Ling Jiuzhong sent everyone away, leaving only Bai Xin.

Ling Jiuzhong said:

"How is he?"

Bai Xin thought for a while and replied:

"It's not very good. The body repelled him. When I used the knife on his face, he woke up once in pain. The timing of the knife was not right. I was worried that there would be no ten images."

Ling Jiuzhong frowned:

"How much?"

Bai Xin said bluntly:

"[-]% at most."

Ling Jiuzhong slapped the stone pillar on the shore hard, and it was smashed instantly with such force: "If you can't confuse the fake with the real one, come and see me."

Bai Xin knelt down and said with difficulty:

"Palace Master, this fake is already broken, and it won't help if you repair it. Why don't you find another good one and start over."

Ling Jiuzhong listened, thoughtful:

"Find another one?"

Bai Xin said:

"That person just now, I heard from the owner of the Yunzong Pavilion outside, is he called Thirteen?"

Ling Jiuzhong said:

"good."

Bai Xin smiled and said:

"I think his body shape is very similar to Mr. Bai. I have tried to make so many medicine men, and I don't think there is any one more suitable than him."

Ling Jiuzhong frowned:

"But he's physically handicapped, he doesn't deserve it."

Bai Xin was also thoughtful, and finally came up with a compromise:

"The palace master thinks this is good. The subordinates will first reshape him according to Mr. Bai's mold. His good embryo will not be wasted. On the other side, he will not relax and look for a better one. Once it is made into an excellent imitation This eunuch can be discarded like a shoe."

Ling Jiuzhong thought carefully about Shisan's appearance, and said:

"I'm afraid that no matter how good your skills are, it will be difficult to reform him, that's all, just give it a try."

Bai Xin smiled, and when she saw that Ling Jiuzhong had no other orders, she withdrew.

After Bai Mei and Song Yan's mission failed, they returned to Mount Futu and told their mother how Song Yan had bullied her. Bai Xin didn't care: "Don't be as knowledgeable as him. You really don't know the heights of heaven and earth. Do you think he can still be proud for a few days? I have found a more suitable candidate, once the trial production is successful, I will give him the Worry Gu, so that he will not remember the past for the rest of his life, will the Palace Master still remember Song Yan?"

However, thinking that Shisan is an eunuch, Bai Xin also lost some confidence. He is better than Bai Wangchuan in stature and shape, but his personality is very soft and sticky. The appearance is somewhat like an old friend.

Thirteen went back to the residence alone, fetched hot water, dragged the wooden bucket to the center of the room with great effort, closed the door tightly, scooped up water and washed his body carefully.

After rinsing once, he soaked himself in the bucket, surrounded by hot water, warm, and immediately felt much cleaner.

As if remembering something, he kept washing his lower body, but the more he washed, the more clearly Hongyin's appearance became visible tonight. Ling Jiuzhong gently turned him into a useless person like crushing an ant.

Hongyin's lower body was bloody and bloody, Shisan seemed to see the same scene again in a trance, although the other party was not Ling Jiuzhong, but such a cruel method was exactly the same, Thirteen seemed to be possessed, rubbing and washing his lower body over and over again , He didn't stop until the pain was unbearable, and he almost felt sick.He hated his eldest brother, but he didn't want to care about the dead anymore. As for Ling Jiuchong, he was the chief culprit of his innocent disaster.

The midsummer is gradually passing, and the days are getting shorter and shorter. The little monk woke up in the morning light. The leader brought a bowl of soup in one hand, and a fan in the other hand, and fanned the wind slowly. Seeing that he woke up, he hugged him. Said: "Drink the soup."

Xiuyuan refused, he still felt a little awkward towards Lianhuasheng:

"What soup to drink in the morning, porridge is the right choice."

Padmasambhava approached his ear and reminded him in a low voice:

"If it weren't for the past two days, you have always been inattentive in bed affairs, begged for mercy halfway, cheated, cried and said that you have no strength, how could I let you drink this?"

Xiu Yuan blushed, but he couldn't refute him. Refutation always seemed to be teasing and seductive, so he just opened his mouth in a daze, wanted to say something, but couldn't say it.

But Lianhuasheng took the opportunity to bite his lip, kissed him to his heart's content, and then urged him to drink the soup.

The two of them have been mixing oils with honey these past few days, and Xiu Yuan didn't feel that the person in front of him was the peace of the day at all. When Lianhuasheng was quiet, his temperament was slightly similar.Xiu Yuan sometimes observes his eyebrows and eyes carefully, and the more he looks, the more desperate he becomes. The eyes, nose, lips, and face mold are all peaceful, but the face is clean and smooth, and the person is very tall.

Padmasambhava is very beautiful, Xiuyuan never thought that Pingan would be so beautiful after the injury on his face, he often stared at Padmasambhava, forgetting the time.

He would inexplicably ask Padmasambhava:

"Are you safe?"

Padmasambhava touched his bald head, but did not speak.

Xiu Yuan said:

"If you are really safe, why is there such a big difference in stature?"

Padmasambhava said:

"According to what you mean, I'm not safe, so you ignore me?"

Xiuyuan is speechless.

Lianhuasheng touched his hand, took it, put it in his palm, kneaded it for a while, and said with a smile: "I am not a born devil. I used to have close relatives, and I believed in reincarnation."

Xiuyuan felt that his hands were terribly cold, so he held him back with both hands. Lianhuasheng lowered his head and kissed the back of his hand, and continued: "The reason why I became peaceful is because I became obsessed with practicing kung fu."

Xiuyuan saw that he was finally willing to speak to himself what was in his heart, and raised his head unconsciously. Lianhuasheng looked at him and said, "I wore a mask to see you that day because my face had begun to rot, and my body had also changed. These ordinary people don't know. Of course I know it myself."

Xiu Yuan was taken aback, and thought to himself, for such a handsome person, he lost his martial arts and turned into an appearance he didn't recognize. He didn't know how he would feel, but he said: "You have practiced crooked martial arts, Of course it didn't end well."

Padmasambhava was not annoyed, his eyes were only tired:

"I'm a member of the Devil's Cult, so what's the difference between good and evil? If you watch your relatives get murdered, what do you care about martial arts? Little monk, you are an upright gentleman, why are you hanging out with me?"

Xiuyuan was silent, he didn't know why, but he felt sorry for Lianhuasheng, so he didn't care about those teasing words with him.

"I became Ping An, just by accident. I sent you up the mountain that day, because the physical changes became more and more obvious, and I didn't want to keep you by my side to see how embarrassed I was. I didn't take anyone with me that day, not even Huang Qi. I only sent you back to the gazebo, and then walked back. Before I reached the edge of the cliff, the true energy in my body rushed, a month earlier than I expected. Later, my body was in excruciating pain, like a thousand arrows piercing my heart. When I woke up again, but After becoming like that, I also temporarily lost my memory.”

Xiuyuan was stunned when he heard that, Lianhuasheng smiled wryly and said:

"I became Ping An, I couldn't speak. After meeting you, it was indeed a happy time. Later, I gradually recovered my memory. In the stone room, you and I practiced martial arts separately. At that time, I was calm, not only survived the catastrophe, but also Martial arts broke to the seventh level, during the martial arts conference, Huang Qi and the others finally found my trace, and at that time, most of my memory was restored."

Xiu Yuan took his words and said in a daze:

"So you have never been safe, he only lived on you for such a short time."

Padmasambhava said:

"I am Ping An, but I also hate Ping An very much. Do you know that with me around, he can only die."