I'm the fish that Neptune's apprentice wants to keep

how did grandpa die

Yu Wangshi finally went back to Qingyu Terrace first.

He is a little tired, not only physically, but also mentally.

So after eating the snacks brought by the medicine boy, he felt a little bored.

Maybe it was because his mind was shaken, Yu Wangshi actually dreamed of the Patriarch in his sleep.

The patriarch was still the same as in memory, with white hair and white beard, wearing a gray Taoist robe, guiding him to meditate and practice.

Yu Wangshi was only ten years old at the time, and had just been picked up from the mortal world by the patriarch. Because he often didn't have enough to eat, he was thin and small, and looked smaller than ordinary ten-year-old children.

Qu Chengli was also there, frowned watching Xiao Yu Wang Shi hit the sky seat for a long time, but felt that his posture was wrong, his luck was not smooth, and even his concentration was not enough.

"This child is not talented enough, far worse than Qinghe."

Patriarch said: "Do you think everyone is as qualified as Qinghe?"

"That being said... why does Master have to accept him personally? It is more than enough for the disciples below to accept him."

The patriarch smiled and said, "It's natural for a teacher to do this for a teacher."

He beckoned to let the little fish who secretly opened his eyes to watch them come over.

Xiaoyu Wangshi didn't want to meditate for a long time. Seeing this gesture, his big eyes lit up, and he trotted over, calling "Patriarch Master" crisply.

The patriarch patted his head, and gave him another fairy fruit.

"Xiao Wang was still young, and when he grows up in a few years, he will be of great use."

Yu Wangshi, who was still young, remembered the words of praise, and his eyes became brighter.

When the screen changes, time seems to have passed for several years, Yu Wangshi has grown a lot taller, and has the appearance of a thin boy.

It was time to meditate, but he half-lyed in the fruit forest and was lazy.

Until the familiar sound of clear and shallow footsteps came from outside the forest, it was the Sixth Senior Brother who came back after seeing the Patriarch.

He immediately turned over and sat up, and began to pose skillfully.

Yan Qinghe glanced at the juice from the corner of his mouth that he didn't have time to wipe off: "From tomorrow onwards, you don't have to come to Qingyu Terrace to practice anymore, just stay on Wusong Peak."

Yu Wangshi immediately opened his eyes.

"Senior Brother Six, I was wrong, I will definitely practice seriously in the future!"

Yan Qinghe raised her eyes, pursed her lower lip, and gave him a cold look.

"I said, starting tomorrow, you are not allowed to come to Qingyu Terrace again."

Yu Wangshi thought that the sixth senior brother was just scolding him for not practicing hard, and although he was quite accommodating to him in daily life, he became very strict with the sixth senior brother.

He didn't think much about it, anyway, in two days, he would come over to eat as if nothing had happened.

Unexpectedly, for seven days in a row, Yu Wangshi couldn't even enter the door of Qing Yutai.

Yan Qinghe actually set up a ban in front of the mountain gate.

Only then did he feel that the sixth senior brother was really angry. He was not considered to be a hard worker on weekdays. A person who worked so hard as the sixth senior brother would definitely not like to deal with a lazy senior brother.

Yu Wangshi wanted to admit his mistake to the sixth senior brother, so he deliberately squatted several times on the only way Yan Qinghe must pass to the patriarch's palace.

He really squatted down, but every time he could only see the beautiful tail feathers of the crane flying across the air.

……

Even if we occasionally meet in the main hall of the senior brother in charge, the sixth senior brother is still indifferent, changing from the previous gentle and conniving.

Yu Wangshi could clearly feel that Sixth Senior Brother was alienating him.

Even Qu Chengli noticed it, and asked when no one was around.

"His aptitude is too poor. I thought he was capable, but who knows that he is so stubborn and lazy. There is no need for him."

Yu Wangshi, who was about to walk in, stopped when he heard this, and retreated to a corner.

In fact, he didn't mean to be lazy on purpose, it's just that no matter how much he cultivated, his cultivation base wouldn't increase too much.

The young Yu Wangshi backed out with his head down, returned to the Wusong Peak and began to retreat.

This closed for two months, Yu Wangshi never left the mountain gate of Wusong Peak.

Until the grandfather found it.

The patriarch has been busy dealing with the evil sect these years, and rarely returns to the Wanhui sect.

"Qinghe's cold syndrome has flared up again."

Yu Wangshi counted the days and found that the sixth senior brother had the onset of cold syndrome today.

Ignoring the disappointment in my heart before, I hurriedly asked: "How is the sixth brother, is he better?"

The patriarch did not speak, his figure was half-lit and half-dark in the cave, but his sad face could be vaguely seen, as if he had aged a lot.

Only then did Yu Wangshi remember why the patriarch didn't protect the Sixth Senior Brother in Qingyutai, but came to Wusong Peak to look for him, and was about to ask again, but felt that there was an extra hand on his head.

The patriarch touched his head, his tone was a little relieved, but also a little inexplicably gloomy.

"But it's okay, you're still here."

Yu Wangshi was stunned for a moment, then raised his head to meet the patriarch's gaze at him, inexplicably feeling that the patriarch's face became strange.

But the next moment, the patriarch smiled kindly, as usual.

"Master, I know that Xiao Wangshi has been troubled by my talent. In fact, it's not that you are stupid, but that you haven't found a suitable method for your cultivation. But recently, I have read all the ancient books for you, and finally found a method that can speed up your cultivation. Methods."

Yu Wangshi was a little suspicious at first, but when he heard this, he couldn't help being overjoyed.

It turned out that his slow progress in cultivation was not due to his low talent, but because he didn't find the right method.

Then, can he also become a respected person in the sect like the sixth brother?

No, it might be a bit difficult to become like the sixth senior brother, as long as it is a little bit better than now!

"What do I need to do?" Yu Wangshi asked impatiently.

The patriarch smiled and said: "Close your eyes first when Xiao Wangshi, and leave the rest to the teacher."

Yu Wangshi nodded heavily, and decided to wait for him to learn the new cultivation method before going to visit Sixth Senior Brother, so that Sixth Senior Brother would not drive him away when he saw that he had improved.

He closed his eyes, his brows were filled with joy.

He didn't see the gloomyness that flashed in the eyes of the patriarch.

I only felt a pain in the back of my neck, and I couldn't feel anything.

When he opened his eyes again, there were many faces around him, shocked, angry, indifferent, disgusted... scolded...

"Yu Wangshi, you are so courageous, you dare to plot to kill the patriarch!"

Like a bolt from the blue, it split the dizzy fish into pieces.

"What are you talking about, what happened to the patriarch?"

"You still have the face to ask Patriarch what's wrong?"

"You little bastard, you actually did such a rebellious thing!"

"Even your own master is cruelly killed. You forget who brought you from the world to Wanhuizong, accepted you as a disciple, and taught you exercises. Otherwise, you would have starved to death on the street. Don't you know Thank you, for being able to do such a vicious thing, it’s simply insane!!"

The cursing and reprimanding one after another nearly drowned Yu Wangshi.

Yu Wangshi was still in shock at this moment, his ears were in a mess, and he only caught one message.

Grandfather passed away.

However, how could the patriarch... have passed away?

Didn't the Patriarch come to him just now, and he just slept in his cave?

How could he kill Patriarch?

All the voices around were scolding him, and all the sights hated him.

These gazes were even more terrifying than those gazes that ignored him, despised him, or loathed him before. They were like knives, as if they wanted to swallow him alive.

The juvenile Yu Wangshi was short of breath, and was forced into a corner, with his back against the cold wall, and the coldness seemed to spread from the wall to his limbs.

"I didn't...I didn't! I didn't kill Patriarch!"

"I didn't kill the patriarch!"

"I really didn't...really not me..."

But no one listened, and no one believed him, no matter how eagerly he tried to defend himself.

"He didn't!"

The short and powerful three words, and the tone neither light nor heavy, made the whole cave quiet.

Yan Qinghe walked from the crowd with the head of the sect, Qu Chengli, with calm eyes and a voice as cold as ice and snow.

"I've just investigated it, Master...he just ran out of fuel, not outside murder, Yu Wangshi is not the murderer."

"This is impossible. The patriarch has a profound cultivation base and has always been in good health. How could he fall down so suddenly?"

"That's right, even if the patriarch is about to run out of fuel, how can he not explain to his disciples? Sixth junior brother, you have always favored him. After the inexplicable death of the patriarch, are you still so disrespectful and disobedient?"

"Fifth senior brother, pay attention to your words. You can find out if the master is exhausted, but you are here to stir up people's hearts and frame the junior brother. Why are you at ease?"

"You...I see. When we came just now, apart from the fairy body of the patriarch, only Yu Wangshi was with you in this cave. Didn't you have a cold? Why don't you stay in Qingyu Terrace well?" Come to Wusong Peak, I think the death of Patriarch Master has something to do with you."

Yan Qinghe's eyes froze, and his lips quivered slightly: "Fifth senior brother, I respect you as a senior brother, but you'd better be careful with your words."

"Okay, stop arguing! Master... he really fell naturally."

Qu Chengli's voice was so heavy that it finally silenced the cave.

It's just that someone who didn't know sighed desolately again.

"The patriarch is dead, but what a coincidence, he happened to fall in Yu Wangshi's cave."

"How can there be such a coincidence in this world. It was calculated early in the morning. Yu Wang's fate was too hard when he was born without parents, and now he has killed the patriarch."

"It would have been great if the Patriarch hadn't accepted him as an apprentice..."

These long sighs of regret, obviously did not swear a word, but pierced the eardrums, bringing a bitterness like suffocation.

This bitterness was too real, as if it was not just a memory engraved in the mind of the original body, but as real as if he had experienced it himself.

After Yu Wangshi woke up, he stared at the roof in a daze for a long time.

Sometimes, he couldn't tell if it was the memory of the original body, or it had been transformed into his own memory.

"Are you having nightmares again?" Yan Qinghe's voice came.

Yu Wangshi moved his eyes slowly, only to find that Yan Qinghe was sitting not far from his bed, and he didn't notice it for a moment.

Seeing him wake up, Yan Qinghe got up and walked towards him: "You just kept talking in your sleep, shouting "I didn't do it", but you had a nightmare? "

Yu Wangshi didn't say yes or no, but asked, "Senior Brother Six, did the Patriarch really fall naturally back then?"

Yan Qinghe paused: "Of course, why did you suddenly ask this?"

Yu Wangshi said softly: "I don't know why, I suddenly dreamed of the Patriarch. I always feel that there is something wrong on the day the Patriarch passed away..."

As he spoke, he looked at Yan Qinghe.

"Senior Brother Six, when I think about it now, Master Patriarch was really weird that day. He said he wanted to teach me a new set of cultivation techniques, but he used the body-holding method on me and blocked my senses."

After that he felt nothing.

There is no kind of exercise that needs to be used in this way.

Doing this is more like trying to do something to him.

It's just that he passed out very quickly, and when he woke up again, what he saw was Yan Qinghe with an anxious face.

Yan Qinghe should still be experiencing cold syndrome at that time, but at that time his symptoms were still mild, and he could suppress them forcibly with his cultivation base. Out of a dense sweat.

Seeing him wake up, regardless of still ignoring him before, she breathed a sigh of relief, holding his hand never loosened.

At that moment, Yu Wangshi almost thought that the estrangement between them for several months was just his memory confusion.

Because since then, the Sixth Brother's protection of him seems to have returned to the past.

Except, what happened in the middle, the fall of the patriarch.

"Xiaoqi thinks that the fall of the patriarch is related to me?" Yan Qinghe said softly.