I, scum gong, never adore Master

kill?But he really likes this cousin...

"Cousin, let me tell you a story, but before that, I suggest you go to the back mountain with me first, they have already set off, if it is too late, I don't know if you will regret it .”

Jiang Ye knew that before he could figure out his cousin's purpose, it would be dangerous for him to act rashly.

However, what my cousin said is right, if this is true, if he is late, the master may be in danger.

He gritted his teeth and decided to go to the back mountain with his cousin.

As for Master...

He glanced at the small courtyard.

He knew the strength of the master in his heart. If these guards were head-to-head, they might not be able to fight against the master, a Mahayana monk. Even if others wanted to plot against the master, they would not choose it in broad daylight. He could come back early today.

They walked and chatted.

The cousin said: "There is a child who was born in a famous family, but there are many wives and concubines in this family, and there are many children. It is impossible for a concubine to be paid attention to. His mother and he are both non-competitive and stable. Stable for many years."

Jiang Ye felt that the story was vulgar and familiar.

But in the end, all his thoughts were on Master, worried about Xianmen's actions, hurried on his way, and didn't ask much.

The cousin continued: "It wasn't until this bastard left the house for the first time that he finally realized that the world is not just a world in the courtyard. He saw the school for the cultivation of immortals and enlightenment built in the city for the noble children, and he really wanted to go."

Jiang Ye casually said, "Then has he gone?"

"Well, I went, but I was kicked out by the big yellow dog. They said that a bastard is not qualified to practice immortality."

Jiang Ye frowned when he heard this.

"Doesn't the world of cultivating immortals value talent? Why are you talking about family background?"

The cousin smiled and didn't answer.

Continued: "His mother knew that he wanted to go very much, and also felt that being trapped in a courtyard was useless, so she couldn't spend the rest of her life in a muddle, right? So she went to ask the lord, and the lord agreed, but the price was to separate their mother and child. The child didn't know anything, let alone why his mother shed tears the moment before sending him to school. After holding him for so long, he was very anxious and wanted to get to know new classmates as soon as possible, so he nodded perfunctorily and said yes in the end. He didn't leave a word for his mother."

"It wasn't until... when he came back at night that he realized that the courtyard was even more desolate. His mother was sent away. In the next ten years, he never saw her again, let alone where she went."

This is probably a sad story.

Jiang Ye asked: "And then? Did he succeed in his studies and finally found his mother?"

The cousin laughed again, but Jiang Ye felt that there was no smile in that smile, it was all a stiff habit.

"He only sat in the Enlightenment Academy for ten days before he was kicked out because he had no aptitude for cultivating immortals. He was too ordinary, so he should be a simple mortal in peace and contentment, but he tried to cultivate immortality in vain. Entering the fairy gate is really... wishful thinking!"

In exchange for ten days of sharing education with others in exchange for ten years of not being able to see her biological mother, no matter how you look at it, it is a loss.

What's more, ten years later, he still hasn't found his mother.

Jiang Yedu, who was originally not interested in the story, was brought out of sentimentality by his cousin.

Pity: "Then what happened later?"

"Later..."

The cousin held the broken bowl, looked up at the sky, and then at the weeds that had been stepped on and burst out their juices.

He said: "If this is the case, forget it, he is not someone who clamors to fight against the world, but he is unlucky..."

Fate is different, and bad luck is entangled.

It's okay to be expelled from the school, but his existence is becoming more and more like a plague god, and the playmates who are close to him will inexplicably encounter accidents, either being hit by a carriage and breaking their legs, or falling into the water, even his favorite and The wonton stall that my mother ate together was flooded because of his frequent visits, and the stall owner and grandson died for no reason.

The ridiculous thing is that this kind of bad luck only exists for those close to him, not even a fish in the pond or a rabbit on the lawn can be spared.

After his father realized it, he locked him up at home, in that dilapidated courtyard that was far away and independent from the northwest corner.

But he really didn't want to be imprisoned for the rest of his life.

Therefore, he still thought of a way to sneak out, and searched for a way to break the curse on himself in the nearby towns.

"Unfortunately..." My cousin suddenly laughed again.

"Those gods lied to him again. They were wandering medical practitioners, undisciplined Taoists, or claiming to be exorcising demons. They were very interested in him, lied to him, and did countless experiments on him."

He was very tolerant at first.

As long as I think in my heart, I will soon become a normal person, no matter how painful it is, I will let those fine needles, sharp knives, and magical instruments of exorcising evil burn one after another hard-to-heal wounds on my body.

Later, he was found by the people sent by his father.

His subordinates told him the truth indifferently, and told him cruelly: You are like a fool and let others play with you. They are trying to figure out your doom physique for the purpose of doing research. No one will save you, no one at all. Care about your life and death.

At that moment, the boy suddenly understood.

He wasn't very shocked, nor did he have much emotional ups and downs.

Because he is not stupid, he has already guessed it, but he still wants to keep the last hope that is faint like a candle in the wind.

But at this moment, the truth made him completely disillusioned.

He just calmly looked at the tied up fraudsters in front of the people sent by his father.

Then, one needle after another, one knife after another, he gave back to these people the torture that was inflicted on him.

He is actually very smart, remembering every position where these people attacked him.

"It's just..." The cousin's eyes were a little empty. He looked at the mountains that were about to arrive not far away, but it seemed that he was looking back on his past experience through time.

Suddenly smiled: "They are too weak, they can't handle it halfway through, and they died."

"Uh..." At this point in the story, Jiang Ye finally understood who the protagonist in the story was.

He didn't know whether to pity his cousin's poor experience, or to be afraid of him telling the process of killing himself without changing his face.

My cousin is only fifteen or sixteen years old. After wiping away the stains on his dirty face, you can still see the milk fat hanging on his cheeks, but once he is immersed in memories, his eyes become hollow, and even Not even resentment, just numbness.

Jiang Ye didn't know how to comfort him.

Seeing my cousin turn his eyes suddenly, he smiled at him and said, "I actually wanted to know if there are any existences in this world who don't avoid me like a plague god, and don't hate me like an enemy who kills relatives, so I did those experiments."

"It's a pity that, starting from giving porridge to the refugees, treating the wounded and saving lives, things only got worse and worse."

The cousin stared at Jiang Ye's eyes for a while, his lips moved, and suddenly said quietly: "Cousin, you are really nice, you don't even despise me."

Jiang Ye: "..."

Is it time to run now?

He figured it out, in fact, this cousin is also a little pervert, or a pervert reserve.

It's not that his revenge was wrong, after all, how can he repay a grievance with virtue?

It's because my cousin's thinking is too different from ordinary people.

The cousin thinks that no one pays attention to him because of his bad luck physique, which makes people avoid him, and feels that he has indirectly hurt many people, so they hate him.

In order to gain sympathy, let others know that he is actually forced to do so, and even began to sell miserably.

Jiang Ye disagreed with this approach, but understood him.

The cousin kept looking at him, as if waiting for his reaction.

If he turns around and runs away, then...do you want to kill him?

But...he really likes this cousin!

A dirty little face suddenly wrinkled, looking anxiously at Jiang Ye with deer-like eyes, the hand holding the broken bowl has been quietly stretched into the skirt of the clothes, where a dagger is lying prostrate.

Jiang Ye didn't notice it, he tilted his head and thought for a while.

Say, "You told me a story, so let me tell you a story too."

The hand holding the dagger was loosened, and he hugged the broken bowl again, stared at Jiang Ye with wide eyes, and nodded.

Jiang Ye: "A long, long time ago, there was a desperate child who lost everything and had to become a beggar. Stone, grind and grind every day, and finally grind out a stone knife."

The cousin's eyes lit up, and he guessed and asked, "Is he trying to rob?"

Jiang Ye nodded: "Yes, he wants to grab it, but he is too thin and hungry, so he can't do it at all. Every time he is found, he will be beaten to death."

"Then... what happened after that?"

"The kid suddenly figured it out, so what if he succeeds in snatching it? He will still be hungry after eating this meal, and it won't change anything at all. What's more, he hasn't snatched it successfully once. He thinks There is no doubt about my own life, and I don’t want to die so aggrieved.”

"So...he didn't want to live anymore, and even decided to bury someone with him before he died?"

Sure enough, the little cousin actually understands the thoughts of such people very well.

Jiang Ye glanced at him, and continued: "On this day, he was squatting on the side of the street, and all the beggars on the street were begging hard. With a sharp and shiny stone knife, he looked at the people coming and going around without any waves."

"He's looking for someone to attack!"

Jiang Ye nodded, agreeing with his cousin's conjecture.

The cousin's eyes suddenly became excited, revealing an instinctive desire to kill.

"However..." Jiang Ye said, "He didn't succeed."

The cousin was stunned suddenly, and asked with a frown, "Why? Did he faint from hunger? Or was the stone knife not sharp enough? Or, he didn't kill anyone, but was killed by the target?"

"neither."

Jiang Ye said: "A female doctor who lived in seclusion in the mountains and occasionally collected herbs to resell passed by. She saw the little beggar's injuries at a glance. Before the little beggar was ready to do it, she took out the ointment and healed him with her own hands."

"Actually, although many passers-by don't know what the little beggar is going to do, they all feel that something is wrong with him. No one will approach him. This doctor girl approached him on her own initiative."

The cousin seems to be very serious, and even entered the play to the point of bringing himself into the setting of a little beggar.

He was a little entangled and hesitant. He felt that he shouldn't kill the kind doctor girl, and he also felt that if something happened to his plan, it would make him very uncomfortable. What's more, he didn't want to live anymore, so he cared what other people did?

These thoughts will never be known.

Jiang Ye just said: "The doctor girl is clean all over, and her body is full of refreshing medicinal herbs. As soon as she gets close to the little beggar, the little beggar instinctively fears that he will defile her, and shrinks to avoid it, but is caught by the doctor. The female murderer pressed her down desperately, forcibly administered medicine, and even took the little beggar to eat wontons."

"The little beggar has long forgotten when was the last time he had a full meal. He couldn't help crying after eating this bowl of wonton. The sadness he had suppressed before burst out all of a sudden, and he couldn't stop it."

The cousin stepped forward and asked hurriedly, "Then what happened after that?"

Jiang Ye touched his head, and tried his best to make up an ending: "The doctor girl told the little beggar that everyone's existence is meaningful, even if you are in the abyss now, there must be someone who will come to heal you, maybe he It's still on the way, and it hasn't arrived yet, but you must wait and don't give up easily."

After the story was finished, he squinted at Ye, and the cruelty in the little cousin's eyes suddenly disappeared, and tears filled his round eyes, which soon burst out and hung on the milky cheeks.

Unable to bear it any longer, "Wow——" cried out.

Sobbing and asking Jiang Ye: "Is this true?"

Jiang Ye opened his eyes and said nonsense: "Of course it is true!"

I can't help but sigh in my heart, people who can tell stories can really brainwash.

In ancient times, when there was no belief, people relied on the ability to tell stories to form tribes one after another, forming a common belief and totem.

And now, too.

This story was made up by him casually, combined with some routines he had read, and weaved a storybook of redemption of truth, goodness and beauty, just like feeding a handful of sweet springs to his cousin, a thirsty child.

The little cousin cried with tears all over his face, and when he wiped his sleeve, the mud mixed on his face became even more messy.

He looked at Jiang Ye, his eyes brightened: "Thank you cousin, I understand!"

The trust between the cousins ​​seems to have risen to another level because of this confession and appeasement.

The cousin said: "Cousin doesn't know my name yet, my name is Juntong, the tree of Wutong." He paused and said: "Actually, I don't have no way out. Someone gave me a trick. But I always feel that...it's not appropriate, and now I feel even more wrong with that method!"

Jun Tong said: "I help you not only because you don't dislike my bad luck physique. In fact, from a certain angle, we are very similar."

He looked at Jiang Ye, mysteriously: "Did you ever get a booklet, and it will burn after reading it?"

Jiang Ye: "!!"

Cangwu City is an extremely wealthy city in the lower realm, which can accommodate hundreds of thousands of city residents.

And it's not just a mortal city, where monks live mixed with ordinary people, and at the foot of the mountain on the outskirts of the city, ordinary civilians live.

Compared with the hustle and bustle and convenience in the city, they would rather live at the foot of this mountain than walk for half a day every time they went to the market.

——Only for one belief.

There is a temple in the back mountain, which is dedicated to the emperor of the gods.

The belief has been passed down from generation to generation, and these villagers are used to burning incense and praying every day.

And what the temple is suppressing, there is a side of the gods.

Although this divine vein is not as good as the one on Shenyin Peak, it is also the most spiritual energy in the lower realm.

The prosperity and prosperity of Cangwu City are closely related to this divine vein, not to mention anything else, and it is not said that practicing here is of great benefit, but the spiritual stones produced by the divine vein to Cangwu City every year are enough to see , it's a cash cow.

A group of monks were summoned by Patriarch Jun before dawn, saying that the evil spirits had escaped.

Some people are not willing to do things like slaying demons and maintaining the peace of one side. They are all forced by the sect's appointment.

But as soon as they heard that they were going to the Houshan Shenmai, they all woke up instantly.

Sacred objects such as divine veins are surrounded by enchantment restrictions, and they are not usually able to enter if they want to.

This opportunity is simply luck knocking!

Moreover, if a monk encounters any chance or gains any benefits in the cave where the divine veins are entrenched, no one can stop him, and he can only politely say "Congratulations" with envious eyes.

This is the rule.

Therefore, among this group of monks, there are much more treasure hunters than those who come to catch evil spirits.

And some people don't care what the purpose of these people is, after all, they don't expect them to do anything, all they need is to keep a close eye on them and spread the word about what is about to happen.

Close to the mountains, the naked eyes can see the faint golden mountains amidst the clouds and mists.

The entrance of the cave is even more aura, and the pure and high-quality spirit stones piled up like a huge archway without money.

Patriarch Jun squinted his eyes, and glanced at this group of small sects who had eyes for money and had never seen the world with a lack of interest.

There are a few that are okay, either they are real gentlemen, or they are used to seeing good things, it doesn't matter.

Patriarch Jun smiled, and said to Yun Miao's chief Zhong Lize, "What do you think of Zhong Li?"

Zhongli Zewei is used to acting like a gentleman, so he smiled politely before speaking: "Master Jun already has a plan? Now that we have detected those evil spirits hiding in the veins of the gods and healing them with spiritual energy, so many of us, and how In your territory, Master, there will definitely be nowhere for those evil spirits to hide."

As soon as they heard that they were going to enter the divine veins, everyone became excited, cleaned up the halazi at the corners of their mouths, and said solemnly one by one: "Yes, yes, yes! Hurry up and catch those evil spirits!"

"Yes, yes, if the evil spirits are not eradicated for a day, the common people will have no peace for a day. In order to avoid long nights and dreams, I will send you to take the lead and fight in the first battle."

"Why? In such a hurry to go in? I'm afraid there are other thoughts in my heart..."

They both knew what was going on in each other's hearts, but they didn't tell the truth, and they were arguing with each other.

Patriarch Jun said again: "Yun Miao is the number one immortal sect, and nephew Zhongli is the direct disciple of the sect master, chief Yun Miao, how to make a decision, I still want to hear my nephew's opinion."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes fell on Zhong Lize.

It is impossible to go in together. The divine veins are pure and pure, and they cannot bear the messy aura of so many people. If they are not done well, they will collapse.

Then... who to choose becomes a problem.

Zhong Lize was startled, such a hot potato was somehow thrown into his hands.

Naturally, he couldn't be biased, after all, this gentleman's reputation was not easy to come by, but looking at the divine veins filled with strong spiritual flow, the enchantment restriction with a light halo, and the entrance of the cave where not even a single weed grew. , he seemed to suddenly understand something!

He widened his eyes and looked at Patriarch Jun.

Master Jun's reaction to him was just a smile, as if he had acquiesced to his guess.

There is a problem with the veins!

The monarch did not let him choose who to enter to get the benefits, but let him choose who to take advantage of and rush to die.

But those idiots don't know anything, and they are all eager to try.

Either flattering and begging, or hinting at him with the friendship with Yunmiaoshan.

Zhong Lize's eyelids twitched, and he raised his hand, as if he was preparing to point out someone, to draw someone's name on the book of life and death himself.

He thought: Actually, it doesn't matter, as long as Patriarch Jun doesn't say anything.

When a person enters the divine vein and encounters an accident, that is just an accident.

He could pretend that he didn't know, scolded himself for not being aware of it afterwards, felt sorry for the deceased monk, and then was comforted by the elders, saying that it was not his fault, he was just too young and not experienced enough, and needed more experience.

Then, this matter is revealed.

He walked through the crowd, seeming to be extremely fair and ordered a few disciples from different immortal sects, and to avoid suspicion, he even ordered two disciples of Yun Miao to enter.

These silly kids really thought they would go in to get some benefits, so they lined up excitedly and walked deep into the cave.

And the cave door with rich spiritual energy and pure color like stalactites has become the lips of an evil beast in disguise.

Master Jun counted the people who entered it one by one, and said to Zhong Lize: "There is still one more."

Zhong Lize swallowed his saliva, raised his finger, and in the eyes of this group of eager and hopeful eyes... suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure hiding in the bushes!

He widened his eyes and secretly used some spiritual energy to look.

After a brief moment of astonishment, he narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled suddenly.

The hand hidden under the green sleeve secretly reversed a spiritual flow.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up.

Many people were squinted by the blown sand. At this moment, a spiritual force swept the people in the bushes past them and was thrown into the depths of the cave.

Zhong Lize's eyes widened, and he almost said in horror: "It's my uncle!"

"Little Martial Uncle, why is he here? He...why did he go in? He must not be doing it for some treasure, he must be just curious..."

A ragged little beggar ran out of the bushes and stood at the entrance of the cave with a panicked expression.

Then he turned his head to show fierce eyes like a wolf, stared at Zhong Lize fiercely, and finally landed on Patriarch Jun, gritted his teeth and said: "Hypocrisy! Disgusting! Just pretend you can't die! You killed my mother, and you still have to use this Are you trying to kill my cousin?!"

He knew that this was a... sacrifice.

Everyone was speechless, and they hadn't figured out the situation yet. They were stunned when they suddenly heard heart-piercing howls from inside the cave.

The author says:

Jiang Xiaoye is extremely confused today: Why is there no normal person around me?Only me is the most normal!

……

Are you normal? ?