After becoming a Taoist partner with a junior who cultivates the ruthless way

Xiao Lian said that at that time he was still young, and it was the first time he was so close to death.After the Meng family was wiped out, he changed his name and wandered around the northern wilderness.

For so many years, he thought that Yinghuo had already died in that spring, and he never thought that one day they would meet again.

The snow fell quietly, Xiao Lian was completely lost in memory, his voice was choked with sobs: "I am the only survivor of the Meng family, at that time I made a fuss about going to the academy with Eldest Brother Ren to visit Master Lu, so I escaped But I never thought that he lost his life because of me. Only then did I know that all this was done by the Queen of the Dragon Clan..."

"I wanted revenge, and I also wanted to go to the capital to assassinate. Master Lu stopped me. He said, it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge. In the blink of an eye, 15 years have passed, and I have finally become my It's time to avenge the sword that Dad forged back then." Xiao Lian said: "I intentionally attracted the queen's attention, and she really sent someone to investigate me secretly, so I mistakenly thought that you were people close to the queen. But I I still can't figure out why she did such a cruel thing back then."

"Because I have dragon blood..."

Guan Ming told him all of his experiences over the past ten years, and at the same time told him about the distraction.

After hearing this, Xiao Lian was deeply surprised by this: "You don't even remember? You don't even remember my previous name?"

Guan Ming followed his words and asked, "What was your previous name?"

"My previous name was Meng Dong. How is it? Do you have any impression?"

Guan Ming shook his head.

"Young Master Xiaolian," Zhufang next to him said anxiously, "Can you help him recall the past?"

"Yinghuo is my good brother, so I will help him naturally, Mr. Zhufang, don't worry." Xiao Lian opened the small wooden box and handed it to Guan Ming: "The conch in this box was buried in the backyard of my house back then, and we said Let’s dig it out together on La Ri, do you still remember?”

Looking at the conch lying in the wooden box, Guan Ming frowned and shook his head again.

"Don't worry, there's still this." Saying that, Xiao Lian took out another smooth stone from his bosom, wrapped it carefully with silk cloth, the stone was only the size of a thumb, shaped like a shell, with a small hole at the top.

Xiao Lian said: "Your mother asked you to carry this on your body since you were a child. She said it was a token left by your father, but I have never seen you take it off. Later, when something happened to the Meng family, Big Brother Ren took me there quietly. I went to the island and picked it up in the woods behind your house."

"The token..." Guan Ming received it in his hand, stroked it for a moment, and said, "This is the picture stone."

Zhufang glanced curiously, and asked, "What is the Photo Stone?"

"The photo stone can record everything the wearer has experienced." Speaking of this, Guan Ming suddenly realized: "I know how to get back the memory."

When the three of them returned to the inn from the deserted house of the Meng family, it was still snowing outside. After closing the door, the cold wind was cut off from the door in an instant.

"The door is closed." Xiao Lian sat down at the table, stared at the picture stone on the table for a long time, and asked Guan Ming: "Can it really take us back to the past?"

Guan Ming explained: "It's not the past, it's the illusion of the past."

"What about me? Can I go to that illusion with you?" After Zhu Fang finished speaking, seeing Guan Ming stretched out his hand, he immediately put his hand on it.

After Guan Ming silently recited a paragraph of formulas, the photo stone quickly emitted a golden light, and the spiritual consciousness of the three also entered the illusion with that light.

Zhu Fang first fell into darkness, and the moment he opened his eyes, warm sunlight quickly flooded into his field of vision.

What you can see is the vast and vast sea, the sky above is blue and transparent, the beach is soft and wet under your feet, and the sound of the tide is neither far nor near.

As far as the eye could see, two little boys were barefoot picking shells by the beach, and they put their shoes and socks out of the reach of the waves.

The little boy in front was older and taller, he turned his head and waved to the little boy behind and shouted, "Yingzhuo, come to me quickly."

The little boy named Yinghuo has black and bright eyes, innocent and innocent.He straightened up and held up the conch in his hand: "Meng Dong, look, what I picked up."

"Conch!" Meng Dong ran up to him, "This conch is so beautiful, how about I keep it for you?"

Yinghuo immediately withdrew her hand: "No, I'll take it back and give it to my mother."

"You only picked up a conch last year, and it was still buried in my backyard."

"That was for my sweetheart, it's different from this one."

Meng Dong had a look of disbelief: "You are so young, so you have a sweetheart?"

"Not yet." Yinghuo said, "But my mother said, I will have it when I grow up."

While the two were talking, an uncle driving cattle passed by a small road not far away.Seeing them, he shouted loudly: "Yingzhuo, your mother told you to go back."

"Understood! Thank you, uncle!" Yinghuo answered, and then washed her feet and put on shoes and socks.

Meng Dong said slowly at the side: "My aunt is with your mother, so don't be so anxious, we can just walk back slowly."

"No." Yinghuo's face was full of seriousness: "Mother will be worried if we go back late, let's go."

"Hey, wait for me." Seeing Yinghuo running away, Meng Dong quickly caught up with him.

Zhufang followed them and left the seaside, embarking on the path leading to the village.This is an illusion, those people cannot see them, and likewise, he cannot touch everything in the illusion.

Along the way, Yinghuo and Meng Dong chased after each other and did not slow down until they reached the entrance of the village.

There are more than a dozen families in the small village, facing the dark sea, far away from the world, like a paradise.People in the village work at sunrise and rest at sunset, living a peaceful and peaceful life.

Entering the entrance of the village, there are wheat fields and vegetable fields on both sides, and a big yellow dog is wagging its tail at them.

A few village women walked towards him, holding a bunch of vegetables in their arms, and when they saw Yinghuo, they greeted him with a smile: "Yinghuo has come home? Meng Dong has grown so tall."

"Yeah!" Yingzhuo greeted politely: "Hello, aunts!"

"Come on, these vegetables are just picked from the field, take them back to your mother, and let your mother cook soup for you at night."

"Thank you, Auntie!"

"This kid is really good."

Zhu Fang didn't expect Guan Ming to be so lively and cheerful when he was a child, and he couldn't help wondering what kind of person his mother was.

After walking for a long time, they arrived outside a small wooden house.A small courtyard is surrounded by a wooden fence in front. Various flowers and plants are planted inside and outside the courtyard. When the wind blows the flowers move, there seems to be a faint fragrance of flowers in the air.

There were two women in the room chatting, walking out while chatting.

"Why don't you stay a few days longer?"

"Dong'er's aunt and grandmother will come to Zhongbei in a few days, so they have to rush back to make arrangements. Bimei, you should think carefully about what I told you. I have discussed it with Dong'er's father a long time ago. Waiting for your mother The two of them moved to Zhongbei and lived in the yard next door to my house. In the future, there will be more or less help, so that Yinghuo and Donger can go to the academy to study together. Yinghuo is so smart, if he learns to forge swords from Donger and his father in the future, it will definitely be Can be the most powerful sword repairer in the Northern Wilderness."

"I don't know about my sister's kindness, but I will think about it carefully. Let's go, I will send my sister off."

This is the first time Zhu Fang sees Guan Ming's biological mother, she is as gentle as imagined, and she speaks softly, as if she has no temper.

Yinghuo walked ahead and pushed open the courtyard door, while Meng Dong followed behind him.

"Mother, I'm back!"

Hearing Yingzhuo's shout, the woman in Jingchai's cloth skirt hurriedly stepped forward to help him take the bundle of vegetables, and at the same time wiped off the sand that he accidentally got on his face: "Take Brother Meng Dong to the beach again?"

"Hmm! My aunt at the village entrance asked me to bring it back." Yinghuo said, looking up at Mrs. Meng on the other side, and blinked: "Auntie is leaving so soon?"

Mrs. Meng smiled, stretched out her hand and pinched his little face: "Aunt Meng will come to see you next time."

Meng Dong next to him curled his lips and frowned, "Mother, I haven't played enough, can we go tomorrow?"

"Let your Aunt Bi and the others move to Zhongbei City in the future, and you and Yinghuo can play together every day." Madam Meng asked Yinghuo, "How does Yinghuo feel?"

Yinghuo tugged at the corner of her mother's clothes: "Yinghuo can go wherever mother goes."

"This child."

"Aniang, you said that." Meng Dong wrote down the words, trotted up to Yinghuo and said, "When you and Aunt Bi move to Zhongbei, we will bury it in the backyard of my house in Lari. Dig out the wooden box to see."

"Well, it's settled!"

After seeing off Meng Dong and Mrs. Meng, the sun was already westward, and two figures, one long and one short, appeared on the ground.

On the way home, Yinghuo couldn't help but raised her face and asked his mother, "Mother, are we really going to move to Zhongbei City?"

Fubi stroked his soft hair, and asked with a smile, "Where is Yinghuo? Do you want to live with Brother Meng Dong?"

"I want to. But..." Yingzhuo hesitated to speak: "But mother said that daddy will come back to find us. If we leave here, will daddy not find us when he comes back?"

Fubi paused her hand and forgot to answer for a while.

"Mother." Yinghuo asked again: "Will Daddy really come back to find us? What if he forgets us?"

"I'll be back." Fubi knelt down, hugged him, and said with a smile, "Your father will never forget us."

"Yeah! Daddy will definitely come back!" Yingzhuo's eyes crooked when he laughed, as if thinking of something, he took out the conch he picked up by the seaside: "Give this to mother."

Fu Bi lowered her head and glanced, her brows stretched instantly: "Thank you Yingzhuo."

Zhu Fang stood not far away, watching the scene quietly.

After nightfall, a few stars appeared in the sky, and the whole village fell asleep in the quiet and peaceful night.And on the far sea, raging waves are constantly rolling.

The sea breeze creaked the window lattice, and the candle on the table flickered here and there.

Fu Bi was about to close the window when she suddenly heard someone calling her name outside the small courtyard. It was her aunt who lived at the entrance of the village.A few days ago, the aunt at the entrance of the village said that her daughter-in-law was about to give birth, and asked her to help out when the time came.

"Mother." Yingzhuo just took a shower and lay on the bed, revealing two round eyes from under the quilt: "Are you going out?"

"Well, mother is going to the entrance of the village." Fubi helped him pinch the quilt, and told him in a warm voice: "Yinghuo, sleep at home obediently, and mother will be back in a while. Don't answer anyone who knocks on the door except mother, Don't go out, understand?"

Yinghuo nodded obediently: "Yinghuo knows, mother, please remember to come back early."

"Okay, mother will be back soon."

Zhufang was standing in a corner of the room, staring at the mother and child.

After a while, Fu Bi blew out the candlestick and opened the door with the lantern, leaving Yingzhuo alone under the quilt.

In the darkness, those bright eyes quietly looked in the direction of the window, and it took a long time before they closed slowly.

Zhufang walked slowly to the bed, reached out to touch Yinghuo's small face, but the hand went straight through.In the end, he chose to stand by silently.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a sudden noise outside.A series of footsteps passed by outside the courtyard, hurried and hasty.

Hearing that the sound was not right, Zhufang pricked up his ears vigilantly.Yingzhuo on the bed was still sleeping soundly and hadn't been woken up yet.

He stood up quickly and walked out through the door.

There was a strong smell of blood in the air, and some houses were on fire, and the flames lit up half of the sky.

As soon as Zhu Fang walked out of the yard, he saw the corpse lying on the side of the road. It was the uncle driving the cattle.Under him, the soil was stained red with blood.

At this very moment, a massacre is taking place here.

The fire, the blood, the sound of the tide, the screams... broke this quiet and peaceful night.

The whole village was shrouded in haze.

And under this black swamp-like night, a petite figure was running desperately towards home.

Her forehead hair was wet with sweat, her dress was stained with mud and blood, and her legs were even injured.

Zhu Fang recognized that it was Ying Huo's mother, and hurriedly followed behind her.

He wanted to go forward to support her, but found that he was powerless.He could only follow her steps, watching her get closer and closer to home, until he entered the yard full of flowers.

Suddenly, a sharp blade fell in front of her.

Zhufang returned to the house in front of Fubi, the inside was still dark, and all the noise was blocked outside the door.

As if hearing the screams outside, Yingzhuo woke up from her sleep, turned over and sat on the bed rubbing her sleepy eyes.

He glanced at the window, called mother in a low voice, and groped the edge of the bed to get out of bed.

Walking to the door, Yinghuo remembered what her mother had said before she left, and hurriedly stopped in her tracks.

There were faint voices outside, and Yingzhuo's hand reached for the latch several times, but in the end it still didn't open, but lifted the stool to the other side to open the window.

Seeing him carefully opening the window a crack, Zhu Fang followed his line of sight and looked out the window.

Under the firelight, blood meanders all the way.

Immediately afterwards, a snow-white sword light flashed past, and Fubi's body immediately fell into a pool of blood.She half opened her lips, as if she was calling someone's name, tightly clutching the conch that Yingzhuo gave her in her hand.

Several men in white robes with swords kicked her away and ran straight into the house.

"Mother..."

Yinghuo was lying by the window and witnessed this scene, when he realized it, his whole face had turned pale.Hearing the movement at the door, he hurriedly jumped off the stool and found a place to hide.

The door was split in two with a bang, and at the same time, several figures broke into the room with their swords in hand.

Yingzhuo curled up into a ball, tears welling up in her eyes.He covered his mouth with his hand to prevent himself from making a sound, but his whole body was trembling uncontrollably.

And beside him, Zhu Fangzheng stretched his arms to hug him, even though he knew he couldn't touch anything.