Rebirth villain just want to go

Kongsang Mountain covers an area of ​​more than [-] mu, not a large area, but it is more than enough for four masters and apprentices to live in.

After consulting the opinions of the three disciples, Yan Guitu chose the location of the sect on the opposite side of the Qianshan Waterfall.

Building a house was originally a rather laborious task, but with Yan Guitu present, he snapped down the big tree hugged by the three of them, and kicked away the boulder the size of a lying cow, and the progress of establishing the sect was greatly accelerated immediately. up.

When the sun goes down, four rough wooden houses are scattered among the trees.

Yan Guitu's wooden house is in the position closest to the cliff, almost in a half-empty state.Next to it is the small wooden house that Yun Junmei named herself Yunjian Xiaozhu, and a small piece of orchid grass was transplanted outside.

Opposite to Yunjian Xiaozhu is Si Huanian's wooden house. The appearance is rough and simple, and in some places even the branches have not been cut clean, but it is large and sturdy. kitchen.

In the outermost place is Ling Jiangyu's room, which is no more elegant than Yan Guitu's, no more delicate than Yun Junmei's, and no more durable than Si Huanian's. The empty room is like a snow cave, with nothing but a wooden bed inside. .

Yan Guitu took it upon himself to pick a handful of elegant and beautiful mountain flowers from a nearby mountain, cut off a bamboo tube and put the flowers inside, and conveniently placed it on the window sill of Ling Jiangyu's room.

Ling Jiangyu paused, and protested in a low voice: "Master..."

"Ahem," Yan Guitu waggled his index finger and raised his voice, "The first rule of our sect is to obey the master's decision unconditionally."

Yun Junmei and Si Huanian next to each other nodded, and wrote down this door rule seriously.

Ling Jiangyu lowered his eyes and did not raise any objections.

Yan Guitu nodded in satisfaction, looked away from the three disciples, and simply sat down cross-legged on the wooden floor of the room, and looked at the three with his chin propped up: "Take this opportunity, what should you tell the teacher?" Secret, tell me the truth."

The three looked at each other and sat down in the room silently.

Si Huanian couldn't bear it the first time, he lowered his head and whispered: "Master, disciple... the disciple's father is actually Chao Yuan, the current Patriarch of the Chao Family, and the disciple's mother was sent by the Yue Kingdom. A concubine, because my mother gave birth to a disciple before the head of the family married his wife. Later, the head of the family drove our mother and son out of the court in order to marry Fairy Bishu, the head of the Xingli Immortal Sect. Two years ago, my mother died of illness, and the disciple could only Go to the casino to be a handyman to make a living."

There is no need for Si Huanian to explain the following story in detail, Yan Guitu can guess it all.

He had met Fairy Bishu of Xingli Immortal Sect before she got married. That woman was more than beautiful but not dignified.Fierce as fire, not one to tolerate people.

After three years of marriage with Chao Yuan, she gave birth to her only son, Chao Xuyang. Chao Yuan also scattered all the concubines for her and spoiled her alone, which became a good story in the cultivation world.Of course, no one would care about how those concubines and concubines who were sent out of their homes survived.

"My disciple's aunt..." Si Huanian's personality is too simple and honest, and he really can't do things like face-to-face and reprimand, so he just vaguely said, "I'm worried. It will embarrass the master."

"It's okay, you can stay in this sect with peace of mind in the future, and you don't have to worry about other things." Yan Guitu patted the shoulder of the eldest disciple, and his eyes shifted to Yun Junmei's face.

Yun Junmei pursed the corners of his mouth, and continued Si Huanian's words: "Disciple... is Yun Junmei, the first daughter of the Yun family that the two envoys from the Yun family were looking for just now."

Except for Si Huanian who was belatedly aware, the expressions of Yan Guitu and Ling Jiangyu were not surprising.

"I don't want to be married to a man I have never met, not to mention that Zhao Xuyang is romantic and has countless confidante outside, but I don't want to make progress by relying on the power of my family, I just hang out in brothels and prostitutes every day. ..." Yun Jun's brows stood upright, which added a little more brilliance to her ordinary face after changing her appearance, "I don't want to marry such a person. Get out of the house."

Yan Guitu nodded slightly to express his understanding.

Before that book transmigrator came, the real Zhao Xuyang was indeed an ignorant dude, no one would be willing to let his favorite child marry such a bleak future cultivator.

However, it was not her own mother who arranged the marriage for Yun Junmei, but her father's continuation.That woman only hoped that the Yun family could find a good marriage, and she didn't care whether Yun Junmei, the ex-wife's child, would be happy.

Yan Guitu finally turned his gaze to Ling Jiangyu.

Ling Jiangyu's pupils contracted slightly, and then he looked at Yan Guitu indifferently: "The whole family of disciples died, and there were no bones left. Only one disciple was rescued by Master and survived by chance. It's just who the murderer is, and why did he die like this?" The disaster, the disciple knows nothing about it."

Yan Guitu frowned slightly as he looked at the young disciple's silent eyes.

He originally planned to accept the three apprentices casually to make up for the lack of the three white-eyed wolves in his previous life, and just teach them casually, but now hearing the tragic life experiences of the three apprentices, he really felt a little distressed.

Among the three children, the eldest, Si Huanian, was only 16 years old, Yun Junmei was only 14 years old, and the youngest, Ling Jiangyu, was only 11 years old.

Especially Ling Jiangyu, who was supposed to be a lively and hopeful young man, now only sees the desolation and silence of the bustling past, not calm like an 11-year-old child.

The pain of extermination made Ling Jiangyu grow up overnight. He emerged from the family's bloody feud, but who knows whether the one breaking out of the cocoon in the dark is a butterfly bathing in the sun or a moth sinking into the abyss?

In the previous life, Ling Jiangyu's transformation was not amazing, but it made the Three Realms tremble.

However, everyone in the world can only see the black sun rising from the Demon Realm, but no one has ever thought about how a child in his early teens can linger on in the cruel Demon Realm that follows the law of the jungle, stepping on his own hatred and love step by step. The pain of others walks out of a bloody road to the king.

Yan Guitu decided that this time, he would not just watch this child being dragged by hatred again into a mire of eternal doom.

So the first step he has to do is...to warm the little disciple's gradually frozen heart with Master's great and meticulous love!

"Little San'er, you must be afraid of sleeping alone, right? Master will sleep with you tonight, okay?" Yan Guitu asked very gently in a coaxing tone.

Ling Jiangyu declined flatly: "No need, Master, the disciple can..."

Yan Guitu waved his index finger in the air: "The first rule of the Baopu Sect."

Ling Jiangyu paused: "Master's decision must be obeyed unconditionally."

Because Yan Guitu slapped his head on the house rules that Ling Jiangyu made up, Ling Jiangyu could only bear his displeasure and gave Yan Guitu half of his wooden bed, while he lay on his side as close to the wall as possible.

Yan Guitu seemed to be completely unaware of his little disciple's silent dislike, and leaned closer to him with a smile, and poked Guling Jiangyu's waist with his finger: "Little San, can't you sleep?"

Ling Jiangyu's slight snoring sound came from the darkness.

Yan Guitu propped his head on his elbows: "Silly boy, don't you know that Master can feel that you are really asleep?"

The snoring stopped slightly.

Yan Guitu couldn't hold back a burst of laughter: "I lied to you."

Ling Jiangyu turned over after being silent for a moment, his bright black eyes staring at Yan Guitu without blinking.

Yan Guitu didn't feel guilty at all, and stared at his three apprentices with a smile: "If you can't sleep, can Master tell you a bedtime story?"

Ling Jiangyu remained silent.

Yan Guitu casually made up a story to coax children. After all, as Xu Wuyou's adoptive father, he was the best at making up random stories to coax children: "Once upon a time, there was a hunter who went hunting on the mountain. The little rabbit was caught in the trap, it was very pitiful, so I rescued the little rabbit from the trap and let it go..."

Ling Jiangyu asked softly: "Isn't he a hunter? Why did you let the prey go?"

Yan Guitu was speechless for a moment, before explaining indiscriminately: "Ah, that, he is a very kind hunter..."

"Since you are so kind, why do you want to be a hunter?" Ling Jiangyu asked again.

"Uh... ancestral, ancestral craftsmanship can't be lost." Yan Guitu was confused, and continued to tell the story, "After the hunter let the little rabbit go, the little rabbit didn't leave immediately. It told the hunter a secret. It said..."

"Ordinary rabbits can't talk, so is it a spiritual rabbit with cultivation?" Ling Jiangyu asked again.

Yan Guitu was stunned for a moment: "Eh? Oh, that's right, it's a spirit rabbit. It has been refined for a hundred years, so it can speak human language."

"Will a refined rabbit be injured by the traps of ordinary hunters?" Ling Jiangyu asked in an innocent tone.

Yan Guitu was silent for a long time this time before turning his back to Ling Jiangyu, and said sullenly: "I'm sleepy for the teacher, go to sleep."

At this moment, Yan Guitu somewhat misses Xu Wuyou who only hugs the doll and listens to stories obediently.

In the darkness, Ling Jiangyu looked at the slender figure in front of him with his back turned to him. His little face, which had been tense all the time, finally evoked an imperceptible arc, and his body, which was tense like a tensed bow, relaxed slightly.

His master looks unattractive, but there is always a cool and pleasant smell lingering around him.

That night, Ling Jiangyu still slept restlessly, but in his dreams, he was always accompanied by the reassuring fragrance of Master.Every time he wakes up from the nightmare, when he opens his eyes, he can see the sleeping Yan Guitu lying beside him, and his heart that was beating wildly in the nightmare gradually calms down.

In the early morning of the next day, Ling Jiangyu woke up earlier than Yan Guitu.

What came into view was a face as handsome as an exile's.

Sword eyebrows flew obliquely into the temples, and the eyelashes of the closed eyes were thick and curled.Under the straight bridge of the nose, the thin water-colored lips are like the first blooming petals, and people can imagine how soft those lips are without touching them.

Ling Jiangyu's startled cry was covered by his palms in his mouth, and he stared at the face in front of him in disbelief.

Although this face was unfamiliar, Ling Jiangyu in the blue dress he was wearing was very familiar.So, this should be the true face of his master hidden under Yi Rongdan?

The morning light penetrated into the room through the window and fell on Yan Guitu's face. His face was as delicate and white as a piece of agar white jade, and under the morning light, there was not even a single pore.

There was a light knock on the door, accompanied by Yun Junmei's crisp voice: "Master, Junior Brother, wake up, Senior Brother and I have prepared breakfast."

Along with her words, the smell of meat porridge also entered the room.

The knock on the door woke Yan Guitu up, he yawned lazily and opened his eyes.

The pupils, as dark as a black hole, are clear and bright, and it seems that all the light is absorbed into those indifferent and distant eyes the moment they open their eyes.

As a result, those soul-stirringly beautiful peach blossom eyes were stained with a lazy smile of the mundane world.

The banished immortal who was pure and noble fell from the nine heavens and came to the world.