Senior Sister is always preventing me from being the villain

The white-bearded old man standing behind silently glanced at the disciple who was sleeping deeply on the white jade bed, looking extremely calm. He met Liao Jie's worried and frightened gaze, and shook his head: "This is the reason why my teacher called you here today. , Liao Jie... I have thought about this matter for the sake of my teacher, so I can't hide it from you."

Seeing his calm appearance, she was anxious but could not speak, so she forced herself to calm down, stared at her senior sister's face carefully, and suppressed the urge to hold her hand: "Master, if this matter is about senior sister's life, please ask Master Tell the truth."

"Zhaoqing, she..." The old man paused, and his complicated eyes flicked back and forth on the two of them, "Now she is trapped by the demons in her heart, and she is suffering unspeakably."

"Demons? How could senior sister have demons in her mind!" In her heart, senior sister Lang Yue Qingfeng devoted herself to cultivation and had no desire to transcend the mundane world. It was hard for her to imagine how senior sister could be trapped by demons.

"Zhaoqing's inner demon... is related to you, Liao Jie, do you still remember her?"

After the words fell, Bai Fanfan's body froze suddenly, and he locked his eyes on the senior sister's face again in a panic, but he couldn't remember the past, she and the senior sister... Could it be that they met in the past?

The panic in her heart was already uncontrollable, and the desire to recall her senior sister's face almost overwhelmed her mind, but the more she thought about it, the more empty her mind became: "Master, please tell me!"

"As a teacher, let me ask you, are you from Yunzhou?" Seeing her nodding silently, Qingxuan asked again, "Have you ever left Yunzhou before?"

She lowered her eyes and thought for a moment: "Liao Jie has been living in the support family and never left... Could it be that the senior sister has come to Yunzhou in the past?"

The old man in a white robe walked around the sandalwood stand and took a heavily carved water-pattern mirror: "Five years ago, she was ordered to go to Yunzhou to do a mission. In an alley in Yunzhou Jingcheng, I saw a girl in ragged clothes and bruises all over her body..." As he spoke, he had come to her side and gently placed the water pattern mirror in his hand in front of her, "This girl, But you?"

Fog filled the sparkling mirror with water patterns, and at the moment when Qingxuan's voice fell, several human figures gradually appeared.

It was a dark and narrow alley, the messy goods on both sides were hidden in the darkness, and the end could not be seen at a glance, only the cold moonlight above slightly reflected the gloomy picture.In the darkness, from time to time, there were low sobs and low and fierce curses from the men.

The street market outside the darkness is brightly lit and bustling.Indistinctly, a child covered in blood and messy hair struggled to crawl out of the alley. Her hands had long been criss-crossed by blood and mud so that her original skin color could not be seen. Where she crawled, there were streaks of mottled and glaring scars. trace.

The child's face had long been half covered by the messy hair that looked like withered grass. While struggling to crawl forward, she trembled and let out a low-pitched cry, but the cry was broken into pieces by the whip that fell on her, overflowing into the wind.

Pedestrians not far away turned their heads to look here, their sight was blocked by the stone lions on the street, passers-by couldn't see it, and they were puzzled: "But someone is crying?"

"Don't think too much, spring is here, maybe some little wild cat is calling for friends hahahaha..."

The laughter faded away, and behind the shivering little girl lying on the ground, a few tall figures stepped out from the dark alley. ?Where do you want to go?"

The man grabbed her hair and lifted it up. Under the pain of the scalp being torn, she vaguely felt a stream of heat flowing out of her hair and dripping down the corner of her forehead to the ground.

"Run? Believe it or not, I'll break your leg, bastard!" The whip slammed on the thin calf, and the child whimpered. His dry throat could no longer make any cry for help due to the long screaming.She fell to the ground, feeling as if her blood was about to flow dry.

The man in black squatted down slowly, propping up the child's chin with the whip in his hand in disgust: "Want to run with those children? Who do you think you are?" After the words fell, the people in black laughed loudly.The laughter fell on my ears, it was extremely piercing.

The child who was stepped on the ground had a pair of eyes hidden under the hair and could not see clearly, but when the man in black was not paying attention, she suddenly raised her body and tried to bite off his hand. The man in black dodged sharply, and finally See the fierce light under her hair.

"It's really a dog, dog, don't you want to run away, huh? I told you, those little friends of yours, dead or wounded, were all taken back. As punishment, I cut them off." an arm..."

At that time, the child lying on the ground was like a mad beast. If she hadn't been trampled under her feet, she would have been skinned, boned, and eaten alive.Seeing her going crazy, the man in black laughed even more wildly: "Hahahahahaha, run, where can you go?! Today, I'm going to drain your blood and throw it to the dogs!"

Bai Fanfan, who was holding the water-pattern mirror, suddenly closed her eyes. She put the mirror aside, and her heavy breathing revealed the unrest in her heart at the moment.

Qingxuan stood upright like a pine, staring at her current appearance for a long time before lowering his eyes slightly, hiding the helplessness and intolerance in his eyes: "Your breadwinner is the Immortal Sect of Yunzhou Jingcheng... the Hu family, right?"

She clenched her fists silently, but there was still no change in expression on her face: "Yes, I... was abandoned by the Hu family in the Qinshan stable. They thought I was dead."

Qingxuan was silent for a moment, flicking his sleeves, fluttering like a fairy, the picture in the mirror changed, and the child who was beaten by the man in black fell to the ground lifeless.The fierce light in her eyes was finally defeated by others, sinking like a pool of stagnant water.

Her eyes were out of focus, and she looked like a living dead when she fell to the ground. Only the faint breath in her nose indicated that this person still had a life.Naturally, the man in black didn't dare to really kill her. After all, the main family was the Hu family, and the Hu family hadn't spoken, so none of these goods could die.

She slowly closed her eyes, and pressed her lips tightly, revealing a bit of determination.Is it possible to be freed by dying...

She exhaled lightly, and when she opened her eyes again, her eyes fell on the female cultivator in white at the corner of the street not far away without warning.It was an extremely young face, the snow-colored body was incompatible with the messy street market, the only thought that popped up in his mind was... Did the immortal see her miserable and sent someone to rescue her...

But after looking carefully, I found that this fairy looked very familiar.The child's eyes stayed on the other party for a long time, until the figure of the white-clothed female cultivator moved, and her eyes silently fixed on her.

She... saw herself? !

The child was startled, then suddenly opened her eyes wide, and slightly parted her lips like a drowning person catching a floating straw. The light in her eyes was brighter than a candle, almost burning the silence of the night.His lips opened and closed, and he said silently: "Help me..."

The female cultivator froze in place, as if she was carefully identifying who the person in front of her was, but when she finally saw the men in black who pulled out the rope behind the child, her eyes froze and she walked towards her.

It's just that before she took a few steps closer, the light in the child's eyes disappeared with the appearance of another person.

Another black-clothed female cultivator came from nowhere and blocked the fairy's way. The two whispered a few words in a low voice.

The two disappeared at the corner of the street, taking away the beautiful moonlight and her hope.

Bai Fanfan glanced across the water-patterned mirror, and recognized that the black-clothed female cultivator who took away the senior sister was none other than Jun Yue.

Seeing this, Elder Qing Xuan sighed softly beside him, as if he was defending his beloved disciple: "A major event happened outside Rijing City that day. Many monks were trapped by monsters, causing countless deaths and injuries, and many of them were disciples of Juechen Mountain. , the situation is really critical... After all, Zhaoqing is a big sister, and the old man once told her to destroy the beast first, so Jun Yue will pull her away..."

The sigh of the old man melted into the empty alchemy room: "If you are imprisoned, there is indeed a responsibility as a teacher."

Bai Fanfan was silent for too long, as if feeling Liao Jie's helplessness and despair, she took a deep breath: "Liao Jie and senior sister met by chance, there is no obligation to save them..."

Even though Juechenshan is dedicated to serving the people and benevolent to the common people, how can she...

Qingxuan saw the deep meaning in her eyes, contemplated for a long time, and then said: "There is one more thing, I can't hide it from you as a teacher." After finishing speaking, he waved his sleeves, and the picture in the water pattern mirror changed again.

Following Qingxuan's old voice, the picture in the mirror slowly turned to a ruined temple.

"At that time, you, Fang escaped from Hu's house with injuries all over your body, and led many children to hide in this ruined temple..." The old man explained softly, and the voice of Xu Xu seemed to be comforting, "That day Zhaoqing, As soon as the beast was destroyed, she settled down in this temple, and she still has injuries on her body, but Zhaoqing, a girl, never likes to show her injuries to others."

Responding to the elder's explanation, in the mirror with water patterns, the calm female cultivator in white opened the door and entered.The rain outside the temple was heavy, and the patter of the rain covered up the movement inside the temple.Carrying the journey and dust, the body of the nun in white was rarely stained with a few drops of mud.It's just that the muddy mud is seen from a distance, and I mistakenly think it is He Lai's ink painting.

"They settled down in the temple, and soon discovered many children hiding here."

The children in the mirror stared in fear at the two nuns who broke into the temple, and they hid one by one, fearing that the ones who came would be the bad guys who came to catch them back.

It was just unexpected that the two female cultivators did not beat and scold him, but instead gave them food.The children, who hadn't eaten for a long time, hesitated but couldn't bear the empty stomach, and immediately started gobbling.

Among them, there is Liao Jie, who is all messy and has sharp eyes like a small animal.

When they were full, they planned to continue fleeing, escape from Jingcheng, escape from Yunzhou, and go to a safe place where there was no Hu family and no bad guys.Even though some of them had never left that dark and small cell since they could remember, Liao Jie had promised that they would escape together alive!

Before the rain stopped, the children rushed out and fled in all directions. Liao Jie, who was the last one, stopped and stood in front of the female cultivator in white.In her hand was an extremely familiar herb.

"This is for you." She handed the herbs to Du Zhaoqing, her eyes were obscured by the disheveled hair, "This is a thank you gift."

Before the other party could react, he stuffed the herbs into his arms and ran out.

Du Zhaoqing held the herb in his hands, and saw clearly that it was a herb used to treat wounds, and the right hand holding the herb was a wound that hadn't healed under the clothes.

When she looked up, she couldn't see the child's whereabouts, but she only remembered that under the messy hair, the child had a pair of eyes full of desire to survive. She had never seen a child with such heart-wrenching eyes. eyes.

This is the end of the picture in the water-pattern mirror. Qingxuan picked up the mirror and stared at the calm-faced Liao Jie: "Zhaoqing, she always remembers you, she remembers your appearance, remembers your kindness of herbs... ... At the entrance of the alley that day, she finally recognized you, and returned to the alley to look for your traces after the beast was destroyed, but..."

But she couldn't find that child anymore, and what was left to her was the mottled bloodstains all over the ground, and the eyes that deeply hurt her that night.

"Zhaoqing is a very responsible child." The old man's eyes fell lightly on the face of the female nun on the white jade bed, and the kindness in his eyes seemed to be looking at his own child, "She used to be a child when you were your age." , and threatened to do everything possible to help the poor in the world... But she broke her promise."

"Son, would you blame her?"

The author has something to say: The heart demon once said that it is her self-blame and guilt towards Liao Jie.

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