I am the only one in the world who is not afraid of villains [Transmigration Book]

Ye Yunzhou patted his clothes and shook off the dusty weeds. He still had no expression, neither angry nor sad.

"Brother Zhao Lian said that you like to eat grass and that you are weird. Every time I play with them, they laugh at me! They also put weeds in my book box and asked me to write his copybooks for him. Now Zhao Lian's dog Dead, he will definitely beat me tomorrow, why am I so unlucky to be your little brother!" The younger brother wiped his tears, "You deserve to be beaten, why didn't Dad beat you to death!"

"If you cry again, you will wake up your parents. What's more, I eat wild vegetables, not grass. If my mother doesn't bring me food, how can I have the strength to pick fruit when I'm hungry?" Ye Yunzhou stood up and said coldly, turned around and borrowed Scarlet Moonlight rummaged through the warehouse and found a straw insect under a broken stool, "I heard you said yesterday that you wanted crickets, but today I went to the market to buy them for you with the money I saved."

Just as the younger brother was about to raise his hand to take it, Ye Yunzhou took it back and held it in his hand.

"Will you give it to me?" The younger brother snatched it twice, Ye Yunzhou hid the cricket behind his back, and angrily threw the cloth bag at Ye Yunzhou.

"I hate grass and bugs. It's really disgusting to buy you this thing. Apologize to me, or I'll burn the crickets." Ye Yunzhou leaned against the door to cover his hands.

The younger brother sniffled: "...I'm sorry, just do it, give it to me quickly."

Only then did Ye Yunzhou throw the cricket to him, watching him eagerly put it into the bag: "Do you know why I stabbed that dog?"

The younger brother scolded: "Because you are sick, you always don't listen to your parents."

"This cricket is not easy to buy. I have to hurry. If I take a detour, I won't be able to buy it." Ye Yunzhou said seriously, "I did this to make you happy. Dad is mad at me, and I didn't even sue you."

The younger brother hesitated for a while: "Really?"

"Well, as long as you're happy." Ye Yunzhou gently reached out and wiped his younger brother's face twice, "But you have to promise me one thing, otherwise I'll tell dad that you sneaked out to see me, and even played with crickets secretly. You also have a share of the money for that dog."

The younger brother was taken aback, and waved to hit him again: "I didn't, you are talking nonsense!"

Ye Yunzhou clasped his wrist: "Then I'll talk nonsense to mother tomorrow."

"...You bastard star, mourner star!" The younger brother struggled desperately, "What do you want to do?"

"Little brother, be good, don't swear." Ye Yunzhou said softly, "If you go to the school tomorrow, if Zhao Lian dares to hit you, just hit him with a chair."

"I dare not, I will definitely be beaten up by him." The younger brother shook his head repeatedly.

"There's nothing to be afraid of. If you lose the fight, come to me. My brother will help you." Ye Yunzhou stroked his hair, "Whether you were beaten by your father or by Zhao Lian, you choose one."

"You..." The younger brother stared at him and took two steps back, "It's all your fault, why should I be beaten?"

"I'm right, if I were you, I'd cut off his hand." Ye Yunzhou showed a strange smile, as if he had found some new toy worth trying, "I don't think it's very difficult."

The younger brother was stunned for a while, then suddenly took out the cricket and threw it on the ground, crying and backing away: "You are so scary, I don't want your things anymore, I want my father to drive you out!"

Seeing him running back into the house, Ye Yunzhou kicked the cricket aside casually, and muttered, "I just want to help, it's really boring."

Mu Linjiang crossed his arms, watching him silently close the warehouse door, it was hard to describe how he felt in his heart.

He has never seen such a weird family relationship, it is affectionate but ruthless, he can't see what Ye Yunzhou is thinking at all, whether he wants to find fault and fight, or wants to fool the younger brother, or really wants to help the younger brother get justice, but he is not good at expressing it.

But the only thing that Mu Linjiang can be sure of is that this kid's style already has Ye Yunzhou's future style.

This memory is not yet a sign of the end. Mu Linjiang can feel the flow of spiritual power as usual, which means that there must be something that will make him remember deeply. He tried to stir the soul sea to speed up the memory, and the leaves rustled , the blood moon fell quickly, and the sun rose again.

The woman went out and called Ye Yunzhou, and asked him to wash his face and change clothes. Ye Yunzhou was frozen all night, his face turned blue, and he wanted to have breakfast, but the woman gave him a piece of paper and an oil pot, and hurriedly pushed him out of the house, telling him to hurry up. Walk away, lest his father get up and see him get angry again.

Mu Linjiang followed Ye Yunzhou, sighing from time to time, the child was only seven years old, and his mother was relieved to let him go shopping in the town alone.

Ye Yunzhou took the piece of paper and walked across the field that made Mu Linjiang extremely uncomfortable, and went to the town to buy oil and salt, and went to the tailor shop to get clothes.

Mu Linjiang estimated the length of the clothes. It must have been worn by his younger brother. It wasn't luxurious, but it was neat and tidy.

Ye Yunzhou bought a pancake with the remaining two Wen, and sat down on the side of the road with the oil pot to rest. After taking a bite, he frowned and complained in a low voice that it was really unpalatable.

Mu Linjiang leaned against the corner, couldn't help laughing and said, "When you wake up, please go to the restaurant."

As soon as he finished speaking, a scream suddenly sounded not far from the street.

I saw two swordsmen fighting with swords in the street, and passers-by hurriedly backed away.

Ye Yunzhou also heard the sound and went to watch. The sword energy was swaying in the street, and the chopped shop moves were flying in the wind. One of them lost to the opponent, and the weapon was thrown far away. He was stabbed in the chest, and the blood spread quickly.

"This is not something children should watch, what about your adults?"

Ye Yunzhou's eyes were covered by a hand, he patted his head away, and saw a man dressed as a scholar standing behind him, with a gentle and gentle voice, holding a bamboo pole cover in his right hand, on which was written "Divination and fortune-telling, all requests will be answered".

After a while, the victorious sword cultivator had already fled with his sword. Ye Yunzhou looked at the bright and fading track in the sky, and asked absently, "You are a fortune teller, so let's count where my lord is."

"Ha, my fortune-telling starts at one tael of silver, do you have it?" the fortune-teller laughed.

"You asked me first, and I only charge you ten coins to give you the answer." Ye Yunzhou finally looked up at him.

The fortune teller was stunned for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "You are really interesting, you are easy to get beaten when you talk like that."

"Well, you're right." Ye Yunzhou admitted directly.

The fortune teller looked at him carefully, reached out to touch his forehead, saw the injury on the back of his hand, and persuaded him: "Little baby, you have a fever, you should go to the doctor's office to have a look."

Ye Yunzhou said: "I have no money."

"Uh, this is indeed a very realistic problem." The fortune teller choked, "Then I'll take you home."

"I can't tell strangers where I live." Ye Yunzhou said again.

The fortune teller sighed deeply: "Forget it, it is fate to meet you. There is a medical clinic not far in front. I will accompany you to prescribe medicine, and I will pay for it."

"I don't take money from people casually. If you insist on doing this, then I can exchange it by answering your first question." Ye Yunzhou said.

"Okay, you have ambition." The fortune teller praised.

"The adults in my family are all on Hongmeng Island." Ye Yunzhou blinked.

"...Why didn't you say you were in Cangmin Realm." The fortune teller was speechless, "Let's go, go to the medical clinic."

Ye Yunzhou's fever wasn't too serious. After seeing it, the doctor gave him a elixir, crushed it and soaked it in hot water to drink, and slept in the quiet room. Ye Yunzhou sat on the couch and took the medicine brought by the fortune teller bowl, and drank it in one gulp.

"You are so smart, how could you be beaten by your parents?" The fortune teller moved a chair and asked in front of the bed.

Ye Yunzhou didn't want to talk to him at first, but for some reason, his tongue moved on its own, as if uncontrollably, and he told the whole story.

The fortune teller rubbed his chin and murmured: "Well...why didn't your father report to the Law Enforcement Hall and let his son cry, such a cute little baby, the arrester is so soft-hearted, maybe he will make the Zhao family lose money instead."

"What did you do to me?" Ye Yunzhou covered his mouth, "Are you a cultivator?"

"Well, very smart, I'm a doctor." The fortune teller smiled.

"You drugged a mortal child!" Ye Yunzhou just wanted to get out of bed, but his legs gave way and he fell back down again.

"Don't get excited, when you wake up in a while, even the trauma will be healed." The fortune teller comforted him, "You are a special kid, I want to hear your truth."

Ye Yunzhou opened his mouth, and suddenly bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, but the fortune teller was even faster, reaching out and pointing a golden light at him, Ye Yunzhou felt that he couldn't even control his teeth.

"Because I want to do it, I just do it. Why do I have to admit my mistake? Is it right that I don't go my way? I didn't really go to murder and set fire." Ye Yunzhou's eyes were full of anger, so he closed them simply. As if opening the gate by himself, he continued, "If someone bullies me, I will bully him back. If he asks me for money, I will ask him for double. He didn't start it first, and I didn't bother to do such a boring thing, and it turned out that I was wrong, and everyone blamed me and said bad things about me."

"Well, continue." The fortune teller picked up a cup of tea and listened calmly.

"My parents told me to be honest, so I told them the truth. They asked me if I knew I was wrong. I didn't want to lie to them. I didn't know where I was wrong." Ye Yunzhou's tone gradually became resentful. Let me be honest, never cared what I thought, maybe I'm just crazy, that's why they hate me, if they liked me, they wouldn't give me a little brother, take what's mine, I'm done with it! "

The fortune teller pondered for a while after listening: "Why don't you lie to them? Sacrificing freedom, abandoning dignity, suppressing desires, letting go of persistence... These can all be exchanged for benefits, whether the benefits are money or feelings, let alone just a little A harmless little lie, you can easily get a win-win situation, say what your parents love to hear, do what you love to do, it's very simple, isn't it?"

"You asked me to curry favor with them." Ye Yunzhou concluded.

"What I said is indeed a bit complicated, and you can understand it in this way. Why am I not pleasing people? Earn their money and give them the predictions they want. As for whether they live or die, who cares?" Fortune teller Spreading your hands, you unlocked Ye Yunzhou's immobilization technique, "As long as you give them an answer that meets your expectations, even if there are many loopholes, they will take the initiative to help you get back."

Ye Yunzhou lowered his head to cover his eyes, and tried to ask him, "If I learn how to use swords like those two on the street just now, can I do what I want? Where can I learn it?"

"That's not enough. They just built the foundation. The sword cultivator who escapes will be caught by the Law Enforcement Hall within a day. He is too weak." The fortune teller shook his head, "The sword cultivator sect closest to here holds an introductory training every autumn. Assessment, registration fee 50 taels, can you afford it?"

"How strong does it have to be?" Ye Yunzhou continued to ask, regardless of the huge fee.

"Well, Yuan Yingqi can become a good sect leader. Although he can do whatever he wants to a certain extent, it will also make people jealous and cause disasters. If he is labeled as a demon heretic by other hypocritical orthodox people, he may die. Oh, this is the price you have to pay for breaking the rules, just like the one who bullied you in the first place." The fortune teller said grimly.

"How strong do you have to be so you won't die?" Ye Yunzhou raised his head slightly, his well-behaved face was stained with excitement.

"You kid, you have a lot of ambition. You can't guarantee that you won't be killed during the Mahayana period or even the tribulation period." The fortune teller stretched out his hand and rubbed Ye Yunzhou's head, "Think carefully about your real goal and change your mind. There is no end to blindly pursuing power, don't waste your mind."

Ye Yunzhou thought about it carefully, and he didn't seem to have a clear goal. He tentatively said: "For example, if the sword repairer was lured to the wilderness and then burned the body, would the Law Enforcement Hall catch him?"

The fortune teller suddenly stood up and pressed Ye Yunzhou's shoulder. Ye Yunzhou just looked at him quietly, showing no reaction of fright.

"You are right, you are really talented! To exchange the smallest effort for the greatest benefit, what you have to learn is not just how strong you are, but how to master the balance." The fortune teller admired it unabashedly He, "What's your name, how about worshiping me as a teacher? Don't go home again, come with me."

"I'm going with you now, what if you sell me?" Ye Yunzhou refused rationally, "If you really like me as an apprentice, come back in seven years, then I can protect myself, so I will go with you .”

"Tsk, you're quite vigilant." The fortune teller was a little dissatisfied, "But it's okay, let me see if you're talking big."

Mu Linjiang stood by the bed, clenched and loosened his fists several times. It was hard to say whether Ye Yunzhou lacked the correct education or was born with a special liking for evil. He followed Ye Yunzhou home and saw Ye Yunzhou adjusted his expression on the road, showing With a kind smile, he plopped down on his knees after stepping into the house, grabbed the corner of the woman's clothes with tears in his eyes, and sincerely apologized to his parents for his mistake.

The memory of the soul sea twisted and rotated at this moment, and the scenery gradually dissipated. Before Mu Linjiang withdrew his consciousness, he saw that the sky finally turned into a normal blue, and the fruit forest in front of the door was also full of yellow and bright fruits.

Mu Linjiang didn't know whether this was Ye Yunzhou's compromise or something else. After all, it was really difficult to understand Ye Yunzhou's thinking. He returned to the void and leaned on the throne to support his forehead. This round of watching made him extremely tired. Ye Yunzhou What he did was not enough as a lesson, but if he wanted to accuse Ye Yunzhou, he seemed unable to speak up.

He randomly summoned another light group, thinking that when Ye Yunzhou gets older, he should not be so sick.

After the scene of memory unfolded in front of his eyes, Mu Linjiang first looked down at his feet. It was ordinary floor tiles, the sky was still clear, and there was no color that tortured his eyes. This is still Ye Yunzhou's home.

He walked a few steps and entered the main hall through the open door. A family of four were sitting at the table eating. Mu Linjiang was a little surprised because this time he saw the faces of Ye Yunzhou's parents clearly. They look alike, both delicate and supple.

At this time, Ye Yunzhou was dressed in a simple blue dress, with a sword and a cosmic bag around his waist. The young man was full of energy, but he did not show his sharpness too much, and his temperament was gentle and harmless.

Mu Linjiang recalled what Ye Yunzhou looked like now, and it seemed that he was only two or three years older than in the memory picture.

Ye's father was sullen, and Ye Yunzhou's younger brother was sitting next to Ye Yunzhou, but he tried his best to move the stool towards Ye's mother, leaving some distance between Ye Yunzhou and Ye Yunzhou.

"Father, I came back this time to say that this year's tuition fee is also..."

"What tuition fee? You don't go home for a year, and you practice some shit sword. Have you seen how many immortal living gods there are in our town?" Father Ye interrupted Ye Yunzhou by patting his chopsticks, "It's all for others to pay for. Worker, if you honestly help daddy at home with work, daddy can give you some wages, if you have to cultivate immortality, then don't open your mouth to ask for money at home, how many years have you practiced? I haven't seen you with superhuman strength."

Ye Yunzhou's words were choked back by him, he put down his chopsticks and bowed his head in silence.

Mother Ye sighed: "Xiaozhou, you have to understand that it is not easy for us to be parents. The business has been sluggish in the past two years. Your brother's childhood playmate, childhood sweetheart, and other matchmakers who came to the door have pushed so many, just waiting for us. Give a betrothal gift, get married first, you don’t have a girl you like, but your parents have to save a betrothal gift for you, and it’s really hard to do it recently.”

"I know." Ye Yunzhou smiled, "I mean I have collected all the tuition fees myself, and I still have a few bank notes here, you can use them first."

"You...how did you get so much money?" Mother Ye took the bank note from Ye Yunzhou, looked at the amount, and quickly handed it to Father Ye.

Father Ye's expression softened a lot, and he glanced at Ye Yunzhou: "You wouldn't do those things outside, would you?"

"Father, what are you talking about, Xiao Zhou is kind-hearted, these must be the money he made from selling fairy grass, right Xiao Zhou?" Mother Ye laughed.

Ye Yunzhou nodded: "Well, recently I was allowed to travel down the mountain, and I can accept the reward task. If you have any difficulties at home, remember to tell me."

Only then did Father Ye smile a little, and said with emotion: "Oh, you are finally sensible and know how to take care of your family. When I was young, I was so angry with you. I never thought you would have a promising day. Your brother, I don't expect him to be successful, after two years to get married, to help the family take care of the garden and keep an account, in order to ensure stability, it must be beyond your ability."

Mother Ye just followed suit and brought some food for Ye Yunzhou. Ye Yunzhou listened silently, his hands gripping the chopsticks became tighter and tighter. Just as he wanted to get up and make an excuse to leave, the younger brother beside him suddenly twitched, his eyes rolled up and he foamed at the mouth. The chair fell off.

"Xiao Sheng? What's the matter with you? His father quickly help the child!" Ye's mother was so frightened that she squatted down to check Ye Yuncheng's condition, and Ye's father also pushed the bowl and chopsticks to shout.

Ye Yunzhou stood up to get out of the way, he was breathing a little fast, he leaned on the table and bent over to spit out a mouthful of blood, and slowly wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.

"What are you looking at? Find the doctor quickly, don't you fly fast?" Father Ye raised his head and shouted at Ye Yunzhou.

"I suffered some internal injuries, and I can't use my spiritual power these days." Ye Yunzhou looked a little helpless.

"Then run!" Father Ye hugged the unconscious Ye Yuncheng angrily, "Why did he suddenly become unconscious? Did you bring some dirty things back?"

"I'll go see a doctor." Ye Yunzhou stretched out his hand to test his younger brother's pulse, and secretly used a little spiritual power to investigate. His father looked at him vigilantly, as if he was afraid that he would murder a blood relative.

He went out, but he didn't go directly to the town. He stopped in the wilderness and looked around, and said loudly, "Come out, what's the purpose of bringing me here?"

"Ha, I haven't seen you for so long, Ye Shaoxia is really handsome and upright." In the knee-length grass, a figure dressed as a scholar slowly appeared, "I don't know how Ye Shaoxia is doing? But father is kind and son is filial, brother Yudi Gong?"

Ye Yunzhou was a little surprised, and put down his right hand holding the sword hilt, and smiled playfully: "It's you, I remembered, we agreed to meet in seven years, but this year is the eighth year, you missed the appointment first, So I decided to be a good person."

"The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop. The more you want to be a good person, the more the past will follow you everywhere." The fortune teller walked behind Ye Yunzhou and patted him on the back, "You didn't suffer from picking spirit grass, right? It's a banknote stained with blood... I'm not talking about other people's blood, but your blood, and you can't get them to care about you equally if you work so hard."

Ye Yunzhou withdrew his smile little by little. He vomited blood in front of his parents, only for his mother to cry at his younger brother and his father to scold him defensively.

"Compared to eight years ago, you have changed your rhetoric again." Ye Yunzhou sighed, "You poisoned Ye Yuncheng, why are you trying to fool me this time? If I refuse, you will kill him, right?"

"It's very simple, come to be my apprentice." The fortune-teller's tone became colder, "I don't like to see you being so decadent, patient and compromised. I used to admire you very much. I will never allow myself to misjudge someone. You have been pretending for too long. , Has it become so numb that you can’t recognize yourself? They don’t care about you, are you trying to please them? One moment you greet them with a smile, the next moment you hate and insult them, which shows how untrustworthy people’s hearts are. Ye Yunzhou, you have gone too far Now, what you desire is blood, control, and lawlessness!"

Ye Yunzhou closed his eyes, as if he was suppressing something: "I already have a school, and I don't want to study medicine. You can change the conditions."

The fortune teller sized him up, changed his tone, and smiled gently: "I was the one who entered recklessly. It seems that if I don't wake you up from your dream, you can't come with me."

"Then how do you wake up a person who pretends to be asleep?" Ye Yunzhou looked at him with interest.

"It's very simple, I will cut off his eyelids." The fortune teller clasped Ye Yunzhou's shoulders, sneered, shook the cover in his hand, and disappeared in place.

Ye Yunzhou stood still for a moment before he stopped the trembling of his right hand. Knowing that it was futile, he still went down the mountain to find a doctor.

In Ye Yunzhou's eyes, Mu Linjiang saw a look of struggle that he had never seen before. In his perception, Ye Yunzhou had always allowed himself to synchronize his hands and brain, but at this moment, Ye Yunzhou's eyes were full of surging desire, and Mu Linjiang felt that he was urgent He wanted to destroy something, wanted to let go of himself, but in the end he walked towards the town.

"Have you ever had any hope for family affection?" Mu Linjiang said softly to Ye Yunzhou who was standing in the courtyard. Of course, he couldn't get an answer. Sometimes he would have some violent impulses, such as wanting to die with Ye Yunzhou together, but he knew that when the day came, his reason and his conscience would still prevail.

However, Ye Yunzhou's reason is difficult to judge, and his conscience has been in jeopardy from the very beginning.

This memory lasted for a full ten days, and Mu Linjiang had already skipped a lot, and all the doctors around him were invited. No one could cure this strange disease of sudden fainting, and Ye Yunzhou's younger brother lost weight visibly with the naked eye. Mother Ye shed tears every day, and Father Ye wanted to beat and scold Ye Yunzhou several times, but because Ye Yunzhou was now a Foundation Establishment Sword Cultivator with a sword on his waist, he never dared to do it.

No. On the 11th day, an elegant scholar walked into the courtyard with a cover. On the piece of cloth was written "Intractable and miscellaneous diseases can be cured with medicine".

"I heard that someone in this family is seeking medical treatment." The fortune teller swaggered into the house under Ye Yunzhou's astonished gaze, and bowed his hands to Ye's father, "I am a wandering doctor. I studied in the Xianjia sect for several years in my early years. I don't know if I can let you in." For a consultation, if you can’t tell the reason, you will never be charged a penny.”

"You..." Ye Yunzhou gasped to make way for him, and before he could speak, he heard the sound transmission from the fortune teller.

"Don't talk nonsense, or your father thinks you know a famous doctor but hides it, which will increase your suspicion."

Ye Yunzhou reckoned that the fortune teller should be at the Golden Core Stage, and he had just stepped into Foundation Establishment, so he was no match for him at all, so he took a few steps back to see what he could say.

After the fortune teller went to the inner hall for diagnosis and treatment, he administered needles and fed medicine, which really woke Ye Yuncheng up. As long as he was too weak to speak, he was immediately worshiped as a miracle doctor by Ye's father and Ye's mother.

"Well, this disease is a congenital disease. Your son will not show any abnormalities when he was young, but now that he is getting older and his congenital energy is insufficient, his body will be difficult to maintain. I am afraid that my treatment will not last for a few days. .” The fortune teller shook his head and sighed.

"Then what should we do? Divine doctor, I beg you to think of a way. He is about to get engaged. My eldest son is a member of the Cultivation of Immortals sect. If you have any needs, just ask. I will save him even if I spend all my wealth!" Mother Ye knelt on the ground, begging miserably.

"Well, there is a way, I'm afraid you can't accept it." The fortune teller made it difficult.

"We are willing to do anything, even if it takes my old life, I will risk it!" Father Ye said through gritted teeth.

"Then...sorry, please avoid this son for now." The fortune teller suddenly pointed at Ye Yunzhou, "He is still young, so he may not be suitable for listening."

Mother Ye thought it was a bloody method, so she looked up at Ye Yunzhou: "Xiaozhou, you go out first, you are tired these days, mother doesn't want to see you fall down too."

Ye Yunzhou and the fortune teller looked at each other, then turned and went out.

Mother Ye closed the door, and Ye Yunzhou leaned outside the door, and then heard the fortune-teller hemming and hawing in a decent manner, and finally had to tell the way.

"That young master is a cultivator, full of energy and blood, and he is a close relative of flesh and blood. As long as he takes his heart and blood, he can heal your son, but... well, it is useless to say that they are both sons. Meat, how could you give up another son to save one son?"

……

Ye Yunzhou stood in the wilderness and danced his sword, stirring up the weeds all over the sky. He looked up at the empty sky, and felt a desire to jump up and spread the sword energy, and razed the surrounding area to the ground.

In less than two hours, father and mother Ye came out to look for him.

Mother Ye smiled stiffly, and pulled Ye Yunzhou's arm back: "That miracle doctor is really a god, he has a way to cure your brother, we will keep him for dinner tonight, you should come back soon."

"What way?" Ye Yunzhou lowered his eyes, "Do you need my help?"

"No, no need, the genius doctor will prepare the medicine." Ye Mu laughed dryly, "When your younger brother recovers, I think you should send him to your sect as well, so he should exercise well, and the two of you brothers will take care of you. "

"Mother." Ye Yunzhou interrupted her suddenly, "Are you willing to die for me?"

"Of course I do, mother... what are you talking about? If you are sick, mother will save your life. If it is so unlucky, don't say it." Ye's mother was a little incoherent, and Ye's father coughed twice In a low voice, pretending to be kind, "Father blamed you wrongly, and you are also fifteen. Let us have a good drink in a while."

Ye Yunzhou reluctantly moved the corners of his mouth twice, grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist with his right hand, and when he looked up, the fortune teller was watching him in the courtyard, so he put down his hand again.

There was a table of food on the dining table in the main hall, and Ye Yunzhou was almost pushed on the chair by Ye's father. The fortune teller sat next to him, and his eyes were full of complacency.

Ye Yunzhou picked up a few mouthfuls of vegetables casually, and Mother Ye handed over a cup of tea, her fingers trembling.

"Mother, you are crying." Ye Yunzhou took the cup of tea and said calmly.

"Mother is happy, your brother is saved, mother is happy." Mother Ye wiped away tears in a panic.

Father Ye drank the wine in one gulp, only the fortune teller had the happiest time.

"Have you nothing to say?"

"What are you talking about, Xiao Zhou, hurry up and drink tea, mother's food is too salty..."

"Mother, I used to believe in your words." Ye Yunzhou stared at the rippling tea in the cup, the broken water lines reflected his increasingly gloomy eyes, "I'm honest with you, I admit my mistake to Dad, I send money For you, I thought that as long as I satisfied you, I could always get a sincere relationship, but this time I was really wrong, and I want to sincerely apologize to myself."

Ye Yunzhou raised his head and raised his sleeve to cover half of his face. He seemed to drink up the tea in one gulp, and secretly transferred some of the tea into the Qiankun bag hidden in his sleeve. He leaned back on the chair, as if falling into a lucid dream, but he was Waking up from a dream.

The fortune teller moved him to the bed, his five senses were still there, he could see the light in his eyes, he could hear the tired crying, and the tingling pain of the fortune teller sticking a needle into his heart.

The next day, a coffin was delivered early, and Ye Yunzhou was put into the coffin. Listening to his father, mother and younger brother chanting funny words while burning paper money, he couldn't move a single finger. When the coffin lid was closed, even the last red light in his eyes became dark.

On the third day, Ye Yunzhou bumped more than a dozen miles of mountain roads in the coffin. Father Ye dug a hole in the back mountain, buried him hastily, and said in front of his stele that they were going to move.

Mu Linjiang was sitting on his tombstone. This was Ye Yunzhou's memory. He couldn't see it now, so he could only guess based on his voice, and the surrounding scenery was also very blurred and casual.

Mu Linjiang covered his eyes in a depressed mood. If this was the reality, he would definitely dig Ye Yunzhou out and hug him, telling him that there would always be someone who would be willing to treat him sincerely, so don't be disappointed too early.

But Mu Linjiang knew that he was more unfortunate and luckier than Ye Yunzhou when he was young, so he couldn't wish Ye Yunzhou to be cheerful and optimistic.

On the fourth day, the fortune teller finally came over, dug the grave, opened the coffin, and gave Ye Yunzhou the antidote.

Ye Yunzhou sat in the coffin, turned his stiff neck, turned his head and saw the engraved "Tomb of Aizi" on the stele, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"So this is Aizi, I love you to the point of death, is there any more true love in this world?" Ye Yunzhou tremblingly crawled out, the fortune teller stretched out his hand, Ye Yunzhou grabbed hold of him and jumped out, barely standing still, "You didn't put two more layers of quilts on my coffin. My waist is sore and my legs hurt. Being so stingy as a master makes me feel that my future is bleak."

The fortune teller was finally satisfied with Ye Yunzhou's attitude, and he waved his hand generously to dispel Ye Yunzhou's discomfort: "I advise you to bury the coffin back first, and then think of a new name, your father will go to the sect soon and tell them You suddenly died of a sudden illness, your household registration will be erased, and there will be no more Ye Yunzhou in this world."

"Hmm... the name is indeed a problem, but the face is the big problem, right? Do you have a magic weapon for disguise?" Ye Yunzhou stretched out his hand and said, "Let's give the apprentice some greetings first."

"I haven't served the respect tea yet, so I'm ashamed of you, kid. Where's your ambition back then?" The fortune teller teased him, but he still gave him a face, "figure out how to use it yourself."

Ye Yunzhou put his fingertips through the eye sockets of that face, flicked it around twice, and asked curiously: "You insist on taking me as an apprentice, what are you trying to teach me? Are you poisoning others and making money from others?"

"This is just a small hobby that I occasionally entertain. Apprentice, the layout needs to be large." The fortune teller shook his finger, "First, I will visit a few friends on the black market with Master. Expanding contacts is the first step in the layout."

Ye Yunzhou put away the dough, took a teacup and teapot from the Qiankun bag, chopped off a corner of the coffin lid and stuffed it into the stove, squatted down and began to fry tea seriously.

The fortune teller was stunned for a moment: "What are you doing here? You have a lot of things with you, and you really enjoy it."

"Tea to respect the teacher." Ye Yunzhou said naturally, "I helped the law enforcement hall in the town catch a robber, and the hall master was happy to give me a box of good tea. Today, I will honor the master."

The fortune teller rubbed his chin and laughed twice: "Not bad, good apprentice, wait until the master takes you to a restaurant to spend a while down the mountain."

Ye Yunzhou poured hot water into the pot, washed it once, poured it into a cup, and fanned it with his sleeve to cool down: "Master, how about thinking of a new name for me, I don't have any ideas right now."

"Well, I'm not good at picking names as a teacher." The fortune teller paced and pondered.

When the tea was slightly cool, Ye Yunzhou picked up the teacup, bowed his head respectfully, and presented it to the fortune teller.

The fortune teller gladly took it, the tea was rich in aroma, he drank a cup seriously, and then suddenly said: "By the way, I don't seem to have told you my name...number..."

The fortune teller's right hand froze, and the teacup fell from his hand, and it cracked crisply. Under the cover of the taste of tea, there was actually the paralyzing poison he gave to Ye Mu for Ye Yunzhou to drink.

This poison is not a problem for him, but only for a moment, the cold sword has pierced his heart, he pried it hard, twisted it around, the blade was pulled away at the same time, the palm wind came again, and the ribs were shattered. The sound is endless.

Ye Yunzhou flicked the blood on the sword, looked at the horrified fortune teller who fell on the ground, stabbed his sword into his shoulder blade again, dragged the sword and threw him into the coffin, squatted on the edge, lowered his head and shrugged his shoulders, within a moment, he Finally he raised his head and laughed wantonly.

"You're right, why should I suppress myself? Your shocked and puzzled expression even made me feel dizzy and tinnitus...I've never! Never felt so happy before!" Ye Yunzhou shouted as if venting, stretched out As soon as he shot, the wind passed through his fingers, it was chilly, mixed with the smell of blood.

The fortune teller was speechless, and blood gushed from his mouth into the coffin.

"Eight years ago when you forced me to speak, I wanted to kill you." Ye Yunzhou raised the corners of his mouth and said casually, "You just performed how to dismantle the false respect of fathers, sons, filial brothers, friends, and respect, and now you actually believe me The love between master and apprentice to you? The human heart is the most false thing in the world. It is changing every moment. It is more free than the clouds in the sky and the water in the stream. If you can’t get it, you can’t get it either.”

The fortune teller trembled his lips, Ye Yunzhou bent down, and vaguely heard the word "poor", he didn't care, and sneered.

"Oh, it's so interesting that you can't get the sincerity, but you can play with the falsehood." Ye Yunzhou jumped off the coffin, searched the fortune teller's Qiankun bag and all his belongings, dragged the coffin lid over, and closed it little by little. In a space, he said softly, "I want to thank you, I finally found a game that can make me happy physically and mentally, if I give Ye Yunsheng another bowl of drug, pretend to be a doctor to see a doctor, and tell them that your son has actually been hit Poison, there is no such thing as a cure for all diseases, it is just a scam of buying and selling corpses, it is your stupidity that murdered your own flesh and blood, do you think their expressions will be more exciting than yours?"

When the memory of the soul sea faded away, Ye Yunzhou buried the coffin back and took the fake