Senior Sister is always preventing me from being the villain

"Liao Jie was fortunate enough to hear about the past in Juechen Mountain, so he guessed that your Excellency is Elder Qu Lin."

Bai Fanfan didn't hide anything, and told the truth, the cloud let out a weak sneer, then slowly floated towards her, and stopped in front of her: "I'm afraid that what you said about the past in Juechen Mountain is not the secret of my grievances with other elders. ..."

Worried that she would touch Elder Qu Lin's scar, the little girl's expression changed immediately, and she lowered her head in panic: "Liao Jie has no other intentions, please don't take offense, Elder!"

"That's weird..." Yun Wu laughed softly, "There are too many people talking behind me, it would be great if others would talk on the stage like you."

Bai Fanfan was taken aback, but for a moment he couldn't tell whether the other party was praising her or blaming her.

The cloud got a little closer: "Just now, in the realm of subjugation, you fought hard with reason and refused to choose. You really wanted to pursue the so-called truth?"

"Liao Jie... I don't know what the elder means..."

"What if I tell you that the monk named Shen Zhongyu has indeed committed the heinous crime of killing his wife and abandoning his son?" The female voice in the cloud and mist lowered a little, revealing a little curiosity and excitement, "Do you regret it?" , just failed to kill him?"

After being silent for a long time, Bai Fanfan replied in a spirited way: "If he really did this evil thing with his own hands, he would certainly die."

"Is that so..." Elder Qu Lin's voice was a little softer, with a bit of regret mixed with "it's just that".

In the silence, the little girl continued: "In the mortal world, if a person kills his wife and abandons his son, everyone will hate him, and the laws of the dynasty will not let him go. But Shen Zhongyu is different. ..."

"What's the difference?"

"He's a monk." Bai Fanfan replied loudly.

"What about monks? How can the good customs of the world exclude monks?"

"Liao Jie didn't mean that." The little girl lowered her eyes and explained patiently, "The grievances and disputes between monks are more complicated than those of ordinary people. Because monks are used to fighting each other with force, they can freely control reincarnation by relying on the soul lamp. That makes life and death not important to monks."

"What exactly are you trying to say?"

"What Liao Jie wants to say is that monks don't value life and death as much as ordinary people. For them, trapping the soul so that it will never enter reincarnation is the best way to torture a person." It seems to think of myself four years later. What to do to the Hu family, Bai Fanfan tilted his head slightly, and suppressed the emotion in his eyes, "Not to mention whether his wife was killed by him, it is not difficult to kill someone with a knife in the world of cultivating immortals." It's especially quiet here.

In the silence, Yunwu smiled lightly: "It's the first time I've met someone who excused the wicked."

"The elders know that there is an interesting story passed down by word of mouth in the mortal world." Hearing a slightly questionable response from the cloud, Bai Fanfan had a faint smile in his eyes, "There is a good official in the mortal world who cares about the common people." Every time he holds a candle to govern an official letter or a case involving the death penalty, he will sigh with regret and find a way to survive for him. Among the folks where officials protect each other and beg for death, many people die of injustice. Even if they can’t ask for it in the end, neither the government nor the people will regret it.”

After the words fell, Elder Qu Lin snorted disapprovingly: "You also know that officials protect each other and beg people to die. What this official did is the behavior of a saint. Are you a saint?"

"Liao Jie is naturally not a saint. If you see the darkness normally, you can't show his kindness to survive the death."

Yun Wuzhong immediately sneered: "Since that's the case, what's the use of you talking about it."

"Although Liao Jie can't do it, I know that this is what Juechen Mountain has always been pursuing." Seeing the candlelight in the dark." Seeing that Qu Linguo was stunned unexpectedly, Bai Fanfan explained without changing his expression, "I have always admired Juechen Mountain. What Juechen Mountain hopes for is what I will relentlessly pursue in the future."

This is said in a very cryptic way, and to be more straightforward is to match what one likes.

Elder Qu Lin seemed to be infected by her dark but magnanimous thoughts, so he let out a low laugh. There was a little air in the laughter, and he could really hear a bit of happiness:

"Interesting, really interesting, I haven't seen such an exquisite and interesting person for a long time..." Seeing the little girl leaning over to salute, Qu Lin thought for a moment, then raised his voice, "You, come to my seat."

Not a consultation, but an order.

Bai Fanfan immediately stepped back in embarrassment: "Liao Jie just now..."

"What's the use of listening to the old man's words, but a medicine cultivator may not be able to ascend to the ninth level even if he has practiced for dozens of years." Speaking of Cang Qian, Qu Lin showed no mercy, "Worship me, the spiritual weapon and fairy medicine , let you choose."

Recalling that there was only one disciple under Qu Lin's seat, Bai Fanfan muttered hesitantly: "Thank you Elder Qu Lin for your kindness, but Liao Jie has already promised Senior Cang, and he must not break his promise."

"Break on your promise, scoff..." Seeing that the sleeping boy was slowly waking up, Qu Lin chuckled coldly, "It's really a pity..."

Just when she thought that the elder would continue to persuade him to stay, Qu Lin unexpectedly withdrew his voice and drifted away: "In that case, I wish Liao Xiaoyou smooth sailing and get what he wants." Bai Fanfan didn't realize it until the young man next to him uttered a weak whisper. Why did the elder leave in a hurry.

Han Ying opened her eyes slightly in a half-dream and half-awake state, her empty gaze fell on the little girl for a moment, and she sat up flopping for a moment: "We... came out?! Where is this place?"

She followed the boy's gaze and looked around: "Maybe it is the entrance to the secret realm of apprenticeship. Look, does it look like a circular formation at the entrance?"

The circle formation has disappeared, and the old guard is also missing, but the good news is that the two did come out!

Thinking of this, Han Ying couldn't hide her excitement, and muttered to herself: "Thank you for not changing your mind in the end..." His eyes locked on the little girl's gentle and restrained face, as if she was really the one who was smart and firm in the perplexed and sinful situation ?

"You little girl, you really have a bit of wit." It is undeniable that what the senior sister told him, he never really took it to heart, but this girl remembered it clearly.Then I thought that this girl was brought by my senior sister, maybe the two of them had a close relationship in normal times.

After thinking about it, a smile slowly appeared on Han Ying's face. Now that the two of them came out early, the chances of winning the apprenticeship were a little bit higher.

This state of mind lasted until the two returned to the hut in Taoqi Ridge, the young man bought wine and set meals, very excited.Even reading medical books late at night, my thoughts drifted away and I laughed out loud.

About three or four days later, the secret realm of apprenticeship was almost over, and Hanying finally calmed down a little. He looked at the flying sword and the spirit boat passing by above his head thoughtfully, holding a book in his hand from time to time in a daze, waiting for Bai Fanfan to call out several times Just come back to God.

"Little friend Liao, when do you think they will come to inform us?"

Bai Fanfan, who was burying his head in the book and suffering from a spell, didn't raise his head, and muttered secretly; "Soon..."

"You say this every day, but you haven't seen them come."

She finally couldn't hold back and stared at him: "Hanying asks every day, I really don't know."

The young man sighed, and while picking out the spiritual herbs, he carefully looked at the monks passing by, for fear that the monks from Juechen Mountain had missed him.

In the secluded forest, there was a strange sound in a trance.Looking at the two pairs of eyes at the same time, they suddenly saw a blue light breaking through the clouds and flying straight towards them. When the blue light stopped, they saw clearly that it was a sharp and luxurious flying sword.

Except for the flying sword, there are no monks, and a palm-sized wooden tablet is hung on the hilt with a red string. The wooden tablet is spinning, and when it stops slowly, the word "Liao Jie" is engraved in it, and there is no sound. Wuxi appeared in the eyes of the two.

The two of them stared at the wooden sign for a long while, and then they heard excited shouts burst out in their ears: "Liao Xiaoyou, you...you succeeded! Great! Great!"

The cry was so exciting that it made Bai Fanfan's brain twitch. She took down the wooden sign and forgot to react for a while.

The reminder that the system task was successful has not yet sounded in her ears, everything has not yet been settled, and she cannot relax yet.

Han Ying's gaze was roving back and forth above his head, and he hadn't seen the second sword coming for a long time. He scratched his head in a moment of confusion: "Hey, could it be that they were busy telling other monks that they forgot this place..."

While meditating, the wooden sign in Bai Fanfan's hand suddenly lit up, emitting a faint light. The young man came back to his senses and ran into the house to take out one of the packages that had been prepared: "Here, the above is reminding you to leave quickly. Don't delay the time to go up the mountain."

"This is……"

"It's just some simple clothes, you go ahead, and I'll come looking for you when I get the qualifications to become a teacher!" Han Ying raised a big smile, pushed her shoulders and looked out of the courtyard, "Go forward, you should have The monks of Juechen Mountain will respond, so don't delay."

"Then what do you do?" These words were not pretended to be performed, but asked subconsciously.

But I saw the young man standing in the courtyard and waving his hands: "You go first, I will follow after!"

"Go faster, if you catch up with me in a while, you will lose face."

The hand holding the package tightened suddenly, and Bai Fanfan quietly turned around, without moving his eyes from behind for a long time.

Catch up... Can you really catch up...

The young man behind him waved goodbye slowly froze, and lowered his eyes in disappointment.

She walked around the lush woods, and only let out a soft breath until she was sure she couldn't see her eyes behind her.

Strange, why do I feel guilty in my heart...

She followed the guidance of the flying sword all the way forward, not far away were mountains and the Qionglou Golden Palace accompanied all the way, a familiar figure in white clothes suddenly appeared in her sight, Bai Fanfan suddenly stopped walking and froze on the spot.

The author has something to say: The folktale that appeared in the article is actually the story of Ouyang Xiu’s father. I saw a related ancient article yesterday and felt very touched