Xianjun, please calm down

Wang Dazhuang said in a deep voice: "The Kong family did a lot of injustice, and death is not wronged, but the people who killed them did not kill the people, but to find a piece of inexplicable jade, so what they did would be horrific. Inubuliu, knowing that my sister is innocent, will not let her go home."

Yu Changqing said: "Yes, your sister was involuntarily involved in Kong Wenbin's disturbance, so naturally she wanted to silence her. It's a blessing that they didn't follow your sister to find Wangjiacun to kill you. Thinking about it, it's your sister who died. Ken revealed your existence... This matter involves too much, and it will take a lot of time and effort to find out their family, which is why it has been delayed for so long."

He said, the palm that was not held by Da Zhuang turned over, and a piece of white silk appeared in the palm, with many words densely written on it, the handwriting was clear and meaningful, but hidden sharp, Da Zhuang recognized it, it was his family fairy Your handwriting.

Yu Changqing handed over the silk cloth in his hand, and said in a gentle voice, "Seven cultivation families and a small sect are all here, take a look."

Wang Dazhuang took a few deep breaths, opened the silk cloth and lowered his head to look at it. On it were the names and brief introductions of various forces. He looked at it for a long time before he said, "What's going on with these things that have been crossed out?"

Yu Changqing said calmly: "The four families of Chen, Sun, Dou and Duanmu have already fallen, so don't worry about them."

Wang Dazhuang raised his head, the tip of his nose was a little red, but there were no tears in his eyes, he just said softly, "Did you fall?"

Yu Changqing's long eyelashes moved slightly, and lightly touched his nose with slightly cool fingertips, and said with a shallow smile, "Yeah, it's no good."

Wang Dazhuang looked at the fluffy piece of white silk in his hand, but he only felt that it weighed a thousand catties. For a piece of jade that he didn't know what to do, so many people died, and his poor sister was also involved... just for a piece of jade.

He raised his arms to hug Yu Changqing, hugged him tightly, and said softly: "Xianjun, what should I do? People say that there is a wrong and a debt, but... so many people have been involved in this matter, Who should I go to?"

Yu Changqing gently patted his back, and said in a gentle voice: "You don't need to do anything, you know, you have a Taoist companion, just leave it to me, those who killed the Kong family back then, It's almost resolved, and there are only two left. In fact, I didn't intend to let you intervene in this matter. I wanted to tell you after I finished it. It's just that there are cultivators gathered at the foot of Tanmen Mountain. , I need to explain to you in advance, lest you encounter something that catches you off guard and hits your mind."

Wang Dazhuang said in a muffled voice, "What else is there? I don't understand."

Yu Changqing sighed softly, and said, "Because of investigating your sister's murder, I discovered something...you may not want to know."

Wang Dazhuang raised his head and said, "What?"

Yu Changqing put his head back on his shoulder, and said softly: "It's about your life experience. You said at the time that you and your sister fled from other places to Wangjia Village. Your family is No one knows who, where, or where.”

Wang Dazhuang said: "When my sister took me to escape to Wangjia Village, I was still so young and didn't remember anything. Anyway, I have been in Wangjia Village since I can remember. Xianjun, have you found out my family? "

Yu Changqing ran his hands down the long hair on his back, and his voice was still gentle and gentle: "Well, before at Qingyu Peak, my senior brother tested your spiritual root for you, and told me that in a small village It's really unbelievable that someone who comes out at random is the root of the wood genus.

In fact, this matter is not inconceivable, because you are not from that small village at all, your family is also a family of cultivation, the Murong family that is well-known in the entire Cangyan Continent, and you are the son of the current patriarch Murong Zhao The eldest son, originally named Murong Huan, was born to Murong Zhao's original wife. It's just that your mother was born weak. She married the head of the Murong family because of a marriage letter when she was young. She passed away when you were born. Murong Zhao married his stepwife Jing Shi in the same year. "

Wang Dazhuang said: "The same year?"

Yu Changqing paused with his fingers, continued to comb his long hair, and continued: "Yes, in the same year, after that, Murong Zhao's eldest son and his wife's personal maid disappeared together. As the head of the line, few people know that he should be the second son of the line."

Wang Dazhuang lay on the body of his own fairy, and he didn't make a sound. After a long time, he said: "Is all this true?"

Yu Changqing patted him on the back and said, "Since I told you, what I have investigated is true and absolutely true."

Wang Dazhuang said sullenly: "So my sister is not actually my own sister, but my mother's personal maid?"

Yu Changqing gave a "hmm" and said: "Generally, the dowry maid of the first wife will be accepted by the head of the family as a housekeeper, but she was not accepted at that time because she was young and no one guarded against her. , she took advantage of the chaos to take you away."

Wang Dazhuang said again: "Actually, my surname is not Wang, but Murong?"

Yu Changqing said: "Yes."

Wang Dazhuang became quiet. He remembered that when his sister was alive, every time he asked where they escaped from, his sister said that all the family members were dead, and she ran without direction, and couldn't tell where she came from , This rhetoric is actually very far-fetched, if you listen to it now, it is full of loopholes, but when he was still young, he took it as a fact. After so many years of believing it, it became a habit, and he never thought about it.

He remembered that when he was a child, his elder sister always looked at him in a daze, and was always afraid that he would come out. She took the surname Wang from Wangjia Village, gave him the most inconspicuous name, and always told him that no matter what happened, he must be good. Even if one day there are no relatives around her, she still wants to live well by herself. She always hopes that he can disappear from everyone and no one will notice him. Once someone looks at him more than once, her sister will be very nervous.

One of the words she said the most is: don't hate, live well.

He didn't understand at first, he grew up simply, what's there to hate?Later, when his sister died, he didn't think much about it. He just followed what she said, not letting hatred occupy his heart, and living well. But now he understands what this "hate" means.

Yu Changqing kept patting the back of his hand with one hand, and said in a warm voice: "You live transparently, and your heart is like the clearest glass. I didn't want you to be contaminated with the filth of the world, but... you were born in the world, It is impossible not to be stained with dust, this world is dark, I will not let you touch it, but I hope you can know its existence, the world is impermanent, if one day, I cannot always be by your side, you will not be like It was a sudden plunge into boiling water, and I was at a loss."

Wang Dazhuang hugged his waist even tighter, and murmured in a low voice: "Xianjun..."