Good news, the elder is gone

With this call, the atmosphere completely collapsed.

Xue Wangliu didn't know whether it was because the young Jane's craftsmanship was too good, or the craftsmanship was too poor. The wooden frogs he made all had a bit of aura and could croak by themselves.And it's not just croaking at regular intervals, it's coming out of nowhere to remind you that you're still a widow.

Yi Mingye stared at the frog, and couldn't help but croaked after it.Nianshu Amitabha at the side said softly: "Brother, there is no need to do that, the soul piece is not for you to croak like a frog."

"I think so too." Yi Mingye showed an awkward yet polite smile, fiddling with the wooden frog, looked up at Xue Wangliu and asked, "Auntie, what will this soul movie make me say that I shouldn't say?" .”

Xue Wangliu paused, and then told Yi Mingye what happened at Hua Tuo Peak that day.I saw that the more he listened, the more dignified his face became, and the hand holding his head gradually tightened, leaving red marks on the top of his head.

"Auntie, I really don't have any memory at all." Yi Mingye frowned, thinking about it carefully, he only felt a blur in his mind, even Xue Wangliudao had no memory of frowning with a headache.

"Don't button it up again, I really won't grow your hair anymore." Xue Wangliu pressed his hand that buttoned his scalp: "I know you don't remember, and I don't want you to be hurt by this kind of thing, so I didn't think of telling you at first. What's more, now that the soul piece in your brain has been taken out, there is no need to worry."

But Yi Mingye shook his head when he heard the words: "No, aunt, you should tell me. That day in the annihilation formation on Foji Island, when the junior sister took the life of that formation, the person with the spirit pearl also died. He said the same thing, and also mentioned the matter of your skill improvement back then."

"Why didn't she tell me?" Xue Wangliu was taken aback.

Yi Mingye hurriedly said: "Junior Sister thinks that he was just talking nonsense before he died, and the person didn't finish talking, just asked her if she knew how you became a Mahayana monk at the age of [-], and she was rejected." Junior sister ended up with one knife, aunt, you don't have to worry."

How can you not worry?It is best for him to refute this kind of thing after he finishes speaking. This kind of saying kills people halfway, and it is easiest for others to think that this is killing and silence, and the people who are blocked will not let them speak.

Is it because I forgot that I didn't wear red underwear in the year of birth this year, and all kinds of monsters and ghosts jumped out; when they came out, one or two would make a fuss about their own cultivation.Isn't this deliberately speaking short in front of the dwarf, and poking one's own heart is a pleasure?

Moreover, one and two of them spoke convincingly, as if they both knew how their cultivation bases came about.The more Xue Wangliu thought about it, the darker his face became. Why, lying under the coffin and watching the live broadcast?

Suddenly, Xue Wangliu was taken aback, and the word coffin that flashed through his mind just now became concrete in his memory of the two huge golden nanmu coffins.

His hand resting on the side of the bed violently broke the wooden bed off a piece, making a piercing sound.

Knowing how Xue Wangliu's cultivation level improved, Nianshu hurriedly called Amitabha beside him, and called Master softly.

"I'm fine...I'm fine." Xue Wangliu murmured, suppressing the horror in her heart, suddenly raised her head to look at Yi Mingye and asked, "Mingye, your fourth junior brother told you that you only got a headache after going down the mountain five years ago. .”

Yi Mingye was taken aback, then nodded subconsciously: "It seems to be that time."

"He also said that you suddenly went out and down the mountain one night, what did you do?" Xue Wangliu asked while staring at him.

"I..." Yi Mingye thought for a while, then frowned, "I don't remember going down the mountain."

"Amitabha, elder brother, you might as well think about it again." Nianshu twirled the rosary in his hand, and said warmly, "Maybe if you think about it again, you can come up with something."

Yi Mingye fell silent, Xue Wangliu stared at him, clenched and loosened his hands hanging in his sleeves, his whole expression remained tense and did not let go.

Finally, Yi Mingye said: "Five years ago, Auntie, I did go down the mountain before you went down the mountain. It was because the incense candles and fireworks that were planned for the New Year's worship that year arrived, and I went down the mountain to get them. But...how can I I don't remember when I went back."

I went out but forgot how I got back. It seems that the ghast has become a power leveling account.

Xue Wangliu looked at Yi Mingye with a lot of thoughts for a moment, and after a while he said: "You stay with your uncle Nian for the first time these days, and you keep the wooden frog, but don't believe anything it says. Notify me soon."

He took out a jade plaque from his sleeve and put it on Yi Mingye's neck with his own hands, saying: "This is something your master gave me back then for self-defense. You are not allowed to take it off if you wear it next to your body. Force Infusion uses it to contact me, got it?"

"Understood." Yi Mingye frantically stuffed the jade token into his close-fitting clothes. Seeing that Xue Wangliu got up to leave, he quickly asked, "Where is that aunt going?"

Xue Wangliu paused, turned his head and smiled at him: "Gun has some things to deal with, don't worry, I will come back to pick you up when Aunt finishes handling the matter."

Yi Mingye lifted the quilt subconsciously and said, "Auntie, I'll go with you."

"No, your body hasn't recovered yet." Xue Wangliu raised his hand to hold him down, and said with a smile: "In case you are caught by a ghost again, your hair will have to be shaved again, and then you will really have a bald head , I will be laughed at by my second child when I go back."

"But……"

Yi Mingye wanted to say more, but saw Xue Wangliu put away the forced smile on his face, and said softly: "Mingye, there are some things that I have to think about before I can tell you, you know?"

He put his hand on Yi Mingye's head and patted it lightly: "Mingye, you are the most sensible, and you will definitely understand auntie. Right?"

Yi Mingye seemed to have heard this sentence thousands of times, and every time he heard it, he felt it was not a compliment, but a warning.Warn him not to ask too much, not to think too much.

He is the most sensible child in front of his aunt, and he is the most sensible elder brother in front of his juniors.Sensible and sensible, these two calligraphy and painting grounds bound him tightly.

He really wanted to say that he was not sensible at all, and wanted to be willful for a while, but when he looked up at his aunt's smiling eyes, he was exhausted again,

It seemed that he could not live up to the expectant eyes.

He nodded and said: "Mingye knows, tomorrow night will be here waiting for aunt."

"Uncle Nian will take care of you. He...he has a close relationship with your master, but you have to pay attention to yourself, and don't listen to everything he says. If something really happens, you will Go find a ghost cultivator named Xu Jiqing in this academy."

Yi Mingye asked: "Is it Xu Jiqing, the ghost cultivator who left with my aunt in Furong City?"

"Exactly, if there's anything wrong, you two will act together, and be careful in everything." Xue Wangliu gave a few more instructions, and then took out three folded charms and placed them in Yi Mingye's palm.

Xue Wangliu: "These three talismans are for your self-defense, they can be used as a full blow for Mahayana monks."

Yi Mingye nodded and accepted, Xue Wangliu gave a few more instructions before he felt relieved, and went out with Nianshu.The moment the door closed, the smile on his face could no longer hold back, and his expression fell from one extreme to the other.

Controlling the spiritual energy in his body that was rioting due to anger, Xue Wangliu walked forward for a while, his chest moved during the movement, and Ding Hong came out of it and flapped his wings to fly around him.

Xue Wangliu's face was gloomy, his heart was in a mess, he was annoyed but he didn't know what to say, and he didn't know whether his annoyance was right or wrong.

That day Miaoyin Building was forced to the foot of the mountain, all the disciples and elders who didn't want to die ran away, and those who didn't want to run guarded the mountain gate. Only I was the only one who stood in front of the coffins of the master and brothers, and sat in the main hall of the Huahan Sect. At the door, looking at the snow-capped mountains outside.

Who would know where their cultivation comes from?

There were only two corpses and myself in the temple that day, and I only told Nian Shu and Ding Hong later, but never told anyone else.

Ding Hong and Nianshu's betrayal of him was a zero-probability event, and it was impossible for him to add trouble to himself.In this world where everything is possible in cultivation, it seems that the explanation of the resurrection of the dead is still acceptable.

Xue Wangliu stood under the tree, the wind blew the shadow of the tree and cast vacillating shadows on his face, the hands hanging in the sleeves were clenched tightly, blood dripped from the nails piercing into the flesh.

He stared at the green grass on the ground with frosty face, and Ding Hong flapped his wings and landed on his shoulder, rubbing his cheek.

Xue Wangliu felt the slight itch on his cheek, and said softly, "I'm a little angry, but I don't know whether it's right or wrong to be angry."

Ding Hong rubbed against him again, didn't persuade him anything, just turned her head to look at Nian Shu who was hurrying towards here, flapped her wings and chirped twice to tell him to hurry up.

Nianshu walked quickly to Xue Wangliu, and naturally stepped forward to support his hand and said, "Master is walking too fast, Nianshu can't keep up."

Feeling Master's hand clenched tightly, and smelling a faint smell of blood in his nose, Nian Shu paused, and quickly realized what happened.

He didn't speak, but gently stretched the clenched hand with his fingers, allowing his own hand to be stained with blood.

Xue Wangliu looked down at his gentle movements, but didn't pull back his hand, just asked: "Why didn't you persuade me not to be angry this time?"

Nianshu took out a white silk handkerchief and slowly wrapped Xue Wangliu's hand, and said in a warm voice: "Usually, Master's anger is mostly intentional, not sincere. But this time, Master's anger is real, sometimes angry It's much better to vent out than to be stuffed in."

He slowly tied a knot, stood up straight and said, "Nianshu just wanted to ask Master, where should we go now."

"No hurry." Xue Wangliu looked at the white silk handkerchief in his hand, took out two sound-transmitting jade butterflies, and sent messages to Young Jian and Xu Jiqing.

What I gave to the young Jane was nothing more than that he had something to leave, and he hoped that he could keep this matter a secret and take care of Yi Mingye.It's just that Xue Wangliu is emphasizing that Yi Mingye is the apprentice of Yuguang Immortal Lord, so young Jane can have a better attitude like this.

But the words to Xu Jiqing were much more concise and clear. They only told him to be safe, and someone would come to him if something happened, and asked Die to bring the same spell as Yi Mingye.

He shook his hand, and after the jade butterfly between his fingers took off, Xue Wangliu turned to look at Nianshu and asked, "Where is the relic I gave you?"

"It's already incorporated into the body." Nian Shu said.

Xue Wangliu nodded: "That's good." He reached out and touched Ding Hong's head, and said softly, "I'm going to trouble you again."

Ding Hong chirped twice, dropped from his shoulders and changed back to her original form of a golden-feathered crane, lowered her head to let Xue Wangliu and Nianshu sit on her back.

A cry of cranes pierced the sky, and the golden-feathered cranes rose up in the wind, passing by the sea of ​​clouds.

Xue Wangliu was blowing the wind, staring at the white silk handkerchief wrapped in his hand for a long time, and then slowly said: "Nianshu, your bandaging skills are good."

Nian Shu paused, but said, "It was the voice inside my body that told me."

Xue Wanliu nodded, suddenly smiled and said: "Then thank him for me, and thank you too."

"Master, don't say that, it seems too pretentious." Nian Shu said.

"Then I won't thank you in the future." Xue Wangliu said with a smile, raised his head and pulled all the messy hair behind his ears, and said briskly: "I will take you to see your ancestor and uncle, we will go back Linglong Snow Mountain."

He looked at the green sea of ​​clouds flying in front of him, and said in a low voice:

"Go back to the home where I have lived for more than 700 years."

The author says:

Xue Wangliu: It's been annoying, annoying, annoying recently.

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