Hero, I want to accompany you all

I'm in a dangerous state of mind right now.

Ever since I entered Ma Zhetang, it was as if I had been brainwashed, and it was difficult for me to maintain my independence and freedom of thought.The more I study the scriptures written by the patriarch, the more I feel that those scriptures are secretly connected with my deep consciousness. Even when I do the exercises, I can basically get more than 90 points.

I even secretly researched how to score points in quizzes, which was horrible.

But what makes me feel more dangerous is the incident that happened not long ago.

That was the time of the National Education Examination this summer.There is a tradition in Chongyuan Sect, that is, every year before the new year and around the summer solstice, there will be a big exam for the whole teaching. Not only the main altar, but also the upper echelons of all the sub-altars outside must be Muslims to take the exam.First test the theory, then compare martial arts, and finally discuss the results of educating the people this year. The three subjects are combined to make a ranking in the entire teaching university.

When I first joined the teaching, I was not able to take the exam because of my low status. I was not qualified to take the exam until I was officially appointed as a lecturer in Ma Zhetang.And that incident happened during the political examination.

The political examination has always been a written examination, and the rules are similar to those of the imperial examination. It is set on a flat peak, surrounded by a courtyard, with countless compartments built in it.Candidates were banned from martial arts, put on uniforms and sent to the cubicle to prevent someone from plagiarizing martial arts or exchanging answers.There are six invigilation points in the examination room, and the invigilator patrols the examination room from morning till night.

The exam is divided into three days. On the first day, you will be tested on choice and judgment; on the second day, you will be tested on short answers and quizzes;

Not long after the exam started the next day, I smelled a faint smell of blood in my nose.The smell gradually became stronger, and there was a very slight sound of dripping water in the test room behind me, judging from the sound, it should be flowing down not far from the ground.

At that time, my heart felt as if a wildfire had been ignited. The paper in front of me was only half answered, and I couldn't write any more. All my attention was focused on the place where the voice came from.I could even hear a little bit of Xisuo's rubbing and footsteps clearly, but the paper in front of me became more and more blurred.

As if I was possessed, I dropped the exam and smashed the wooden board behind me with my backhand - I can leave finger marks on the high-quality huanghuali table in the master's house. This kind of ordinary elm-planed board feels thicker Cardboard is about the same.After the board was cracked, a heavier smell of blood permeated into my cubicle, and the pitiful appearance of the candidates lying in a pool of blood in the examination room was also reflected in my eyes.

Before he had time to think about anything, his body moved before his consciousness.I walked through the partition, knelt down beside the examinee where there was no blood, pressed the veins in his neck, opened his eyelids, and confirmed his death within seconds.

And at this moment, I didn't feel any terror, let alone pity, but an unspeakable excitement surged in my veins.Who killed this person, and why was he killed?

I looked around carefully, and found a shallow footprint beside the corpse.Because the examination room was temporarily set up, the ground was only sprinkled with fine soil, and the shape of the soles was left clearly.It is an ordinary cloth shoe. The right foot is about size 44. The outer side is quite worn out. The owner should have a splayed figure and some O-shaped legs. It is very likely that the fifth lumbar vertebra has a deformed and protruding problem...

There is a young man who has just died in front of me, and I only thought that the person who left the footprints was X-legged and O-legged, aged about 40 to 180 years old, probably over [-] tall, right-handed... My heart How could he be so cold, so indifferent to death?

Could it be that I was brainwashed by this cult, or before I joined the Chongyuan Sect, I was just such a cold-blooded animal who regards human life as nothing and has no sympathy at all?

I forced myself to look away from the shoe prints, and turned to look at the examinee's answer sheet, intending to write down his name first.When I looked up, I saw a man under the age of 35, with a height of more than 180, breathing fine and long, and standing in front of me with uneven feet.

Blood was still dripping from the long sword in his hand.

Seeing me looking at him, the man smiled slightly, showing a row of shining white teeth: "I didn't expect to disturb you. This is the first time you see blood, aren't you afraid? It's the first time you see a dead person and dare to check his pulse." His eyelids don't even shake his hands, he is indeed the person the leader likes, and he is born to kill."

He...he is a member of the Chongyuan Sect?Do you still recognize me?The suspect blew the drop of blood on the tip of the sword, and this action made me feel indescribably familiar. I just stared blankly at his action, speechless for a moment.The suspect inserted the sword back into its sheath, and smiled evilly: "Sabotage the examination room, abandon the exam, and interfere with the invigilation work. For the sake of you being the leader, I will not mark it this time. This exam is zero points." , go back to your test room and prepare for tomorrow's paper."

He is the invigilator... Could it be that this person cheated and got caught, and then the rule taught by Chong Yuan is that the cheater dies?

The examiner seemed to see my doubts, and sneered: "The people who split the altar in Yanping are all blind, and let a shadow guard mix up to the position of the altar master, and only found out his identity last night. You don't understand the world As for matters above, the Shadow Guards are the most hated group of people in Jianghu, they spy on secrets everywhere, our teaching cannot tolerate such things."

I don't know what a shadow guard is and what enmity I have with Chongyuan Sect, but I have deep doubts about my life.For a minor like me, the first reaction after seeing the dead body is not fear or sympathy, but to confirm whether he is completely dead, and to look for clues left by the murderer... Could it be that I was actually a killer or a gangster before I lost my memory? member?My inexplicably acquired martial arts, my superhuman comprehension and memorization of Chongyuan Sect teachings...

In the last exam, I was completely in a trance, and the words of the invigilator echoed over and over again in my mind: "You are born to kill."

After the final exam, when I returned to the teacher's room, I couldn't help but tell him about it.

He patiently listened to me tell the whole story, beckoned me to sit beside him, put his hand on the back of my head, looked me in the eyes and said, "Don't be afraid, the Zuo Shi also told me about it. Well, this is the demeanor that people in my holy religion should have. From now on, you will practice martial arts with me, and when you succeed, you will kill enemies for me and be a pillar of my Chongyuan religion."

With just a few short words, the worry and uneasiness in my heart was washed away, and it seemed that all my mind was sucked into his bottomless black eyes.There seemed to be a bloody murderous aura emanating from his body, which stimulated the blood in my whole body, just like when I saw the shadow guard's corpse that day.

I want to hold him... I want to hold him... I want to grab him, hold him tight, tie him up, lock him in... lock him in...

The leader suddenly snorted, waking me up from the chaotic thoughts.Only then did I realize that my fingers had sunk deeply into his arm, and thanks to the short nails, only a few light white marks were left without seeing any blood.

What the hell am I thinking?

I didn't dare to look up at the leader, I just stared at my nails, and cold sweat fell secretly.How could I have the kind of deceitful apostasy, wanting to tie up the leader and lock him up, never letting him go out?

It turns out that I am not as good a person as I imagined.

But the leader just rolled down his sleeves, patted me on the shoulder unsuspectingly and advised: "You are still young, it's nothing to be scared for a while. If you kill more people in the future, naturally you won't be afraid. Let's teach In the world, everyone in Jianghu came here like this."

I didn't fall asleep that night, I stared at the direction of the teacher's bed all night, my heart was empty, and I didn't dare to think about anything.I'm really afraid that if I think too much, I won't be able to control what I do.

After the exam, the teacher stopped my morning and evening homework and asked me to practice martial arts with him, while during the day I still studied classics in Ma Zhetang and did some editing work.

The longer I spend with the leader, the more my mental state is not right, and that kind of uncontrollable thoughts have secretly taken root in my heart.Every time I saw him, I would quietly imagine how I would get down his sword, twist his hands behind his back and buckle them in the double silver rings connected together, and then lock him into the empty white cubicle, compartment There should be thin railings on the top, so that you can see what he is doing inside at a glance from the outside...

I tried my best to control my delusions, but I still couldn't control the eyes that followed him from time to time.As long as I am with the leader, my eyes are always on the back of his wrist. Even if I force myself to look at the other side, and occasionally relax my mind, when I recover, I will always find that the focus of my eyes is still on the on the leader.

There must be something wrong with this state, but I don't know how to free myself from this delusion.As my martial arts became higher, my imagination of how to defeat the leader, tap his acupoints, and handcuff him with my hands behind my back became more realistic and detailed...

After another big exam, the leader personally instructed everyone to practice, and asked me to demonstrate the moves with him.After that competition, Hall Master Lu called me into his study, and suddenly said: "Do you have any disagreements with the leader?"

My heart was empty, and I felt a sense of relief that someone had finally discovered it, but I was still stubborn and refused to admit it: "I have a lot of respect for my master, and I only know how to obey him, so how can I have any trouble with my master?"

Hall Master Lu held his long beard and sighed: "Your tricks have almost reached the leader's body, as long as you are not blind, who can't see it? But the leader has refused to touch you recently? If you are getting older now, Your body is not as delicate as a young man's, so it's no wonder the leader is like this... Sigh, although others are generally not easy to interfere in the affairs of the room, but you are brought out by me since childhood, and you have won the essence of the ancestors, so I have to help you no matter what. Bundle."

Um?Master Lu, what does this mean?Didn't he see that I have the intention of making trouble?I quickly waved my hand and said, "Master Lu, that's not what I meant, in fact, I only have pure love for Master..."

He waved his hand and laughed: "What are you and this old man doing with all this nonsense? Didn't you used to be... you joined the sect so vaguely, no one in the sect could guess your identity. I also did it for Hello, come, today I will be the master, and I will pass on to you the absolutely secret essential technique written by the founder himself back then."

I have a faint feeling that Master Lu's judgment of my psychological problems should not be very accurate.But I would rather let him misunderstand it than let him know what I really think.So I reached out and took the 64-format booklet that had been hidden in his arms all this time, wrapped in leather, with some frayed edges, and about three inches thick.

There are two bright gold-plated characters printed on it: "Philosophy".