It's not good for a beauty to be so irritable

"Brother..." Mu Qingchuan covered his chest and smiled foolishly.

The dumb slave approached very lightly, for fear of disturbing him, he squatted down quietly next to him, leaning his slightly backward body gently against himself.

Mu Qingchuan held the knuckle in his palm, put it to his lips, and kissed it affectionately.

"Wuah." The mute suddenly uttered a sound, Mu Qingchuan turned his head in a daze, and asked after a long time, "What's wrong?"

The mute was a little anxious, pointing to the back, Mu Qingchuan listened attentively, and found footsteps approaching.

"Qinghe—" someone called out urgently, and the door of the secret room opened in response.

Mu Qingchuan looked over intently, and it was the old monk of Jinguang Temple. Because of this, he mocked and smiled, leaning on the mute, and said, "What are you doing here? What kind of dirty thing are you holding in your arms?"

The secret room was not big, so it was clear at a glance. Because I saw Mr. Mu and his wife lying side by side on the ground, Mr. Mu's face was bruised and swollen, and his eyes were protruding. Mrs. Mu's complexion was as pale as paper, her breathing was weak, and there was blood under her body. "Qinghe, you actually killed your father and mother?"

Mu Qingchuan casually glanced at the ground, Master Mu had passed away, and Mrs. Mu was still alive. He smiled at Yin Yin, picked up the dagger on the ground, and stabbed the dagger into Mrs. Mu's chest with lightning speed, Mrs. Mu groaned With a sound, he tilted his head and died instantly.

"You!" Liao Yin was so sad that he could hardly stand up, and cursed, "They are your biological parents, and you are so heartless!"

"Parents?" Mu Qingchuan laughed as if hearing something funny, "Are they worthy?"

"Qinghe!" With tears in his eyes, Liaoyin chanted the Buddha's name, hugged the bloody man in his arms, walked up to Mu Qingchuan, put the man down, and said, "He was hurt to such an extent by you, he still wants to come See you." After saying that, he no longer looked at Mu Qingchuan, sat aside by himself, facing the two corpses on the ground, and recited the Sutra of Rebirth.

Mu Qingchuan's eyes followed his movements, seeing him humming and humming, he sneered and said, "Don't worry, there's another one up there."

"What?" Liao Yin felt that it was not good, so he stopped chanting and asked, "What else did you do?"

"What can I do?" Mu Qingchuan lazily said, his eyes were slack, "It's just using those greedy people where they should be used."

Liao Yin thought of the empty Mu Mansion, his heart became colder and colder, he looked at Mu Qingchuan in disbelief, and said, "Qinghe, you were not like this before. There is no sea and no bounds, and you will be right when you look back."

"Haha." Mu Qingchuan laughed so hard that he almost choked. He grabbed the hand of the dumb slave and asked, "Do you believe it?" The dumb slave looked at him intently and shook his head.Mu Qingchuan looked at Yin with a smile, "In this room, who do you think will believe what you say?"

With a compassionate face, Liao Yin said to Mu Qingchuan unbearably, "Qinghe, after all these years, I thought you would eventually turn around."

"Turn back?" Mu Qingchuan replied sarcastically, "Like you, kill someone and hide in the temple?"

"You..." Seeing Mu Qingchuan start laughing again because of being speechless for a moment, Liao couldn't help explaining, "I know that I have committed a serious crime, so I swear to read the Buddhist scriptures for those who died in vain, and pray for a good destiny in the next life."

"You're just lying to yourself." Mu Qingchuan pushed himself to the ground and wanted to stand up, but he didn't stand still and fell on the dumb slave. The dumb slave hugged him quickly, unwilling to let go. Mu Qingchuan frowned, coldly Said, "Let me go."

The mute slave lowered his head and silently let go of his hand.Mu Qingchuan stretched his waist, turned his head and said to Yin, "Not only my parents, but your mother is also dead. If you really want to recite the scriptures, you can also recite to her."

"What?" Liao Yin trembled, stood up abruptly, walked quickly to Mu Qingchuan, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong, mother?"

"Death is already dead, why are you so anxious." Mu Qingchuan pushed him away, walked to the couch and sat down, and said slowly, "She died when I went. It's a pity, I haven't done anything yet."

"Really?" Liao Yin looked at the two corpses lying under his feet, how dare he believe Mu Qingchuan's words.

Mu Qingchuan turned cold and said, "Forget it if you don't believe me, it has nothing to do with me."

"How did you become like this!" Liao Yin said heartbroken, "Where is the gentle and kind look in the past!"

"Good?" Mu Qingchuan leaned against the wall with a smile, slapped the wall vigorously with his hands, and laughed uncontrollably, "I was born in Mu's family, what kind of kindness do you think I can grow into?"

"Qinghe..." Liao Yin didn't know what made him look like this.

"Compared to your release of flood water, I'm kind enough." Mu Qingchuan said, with an understatement, successfully made Yin's face change.

"What do you know?" Liao Yin looked at Mu Qingchuan in shock, staring at his lips closely, wondering what he would say.

"I know you are my uncle." Mu Qingchuan's eyes were red and swollen, and the bloodshot eyes still hadn't faded. "I know that you didn't become a monk because you killed a person by mistake. You became a monk because you killed people from more than one village." He looked at Yin without blinking, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and asked provocatively, "How? Do you know clearly enough?"

Enough is enough.Liao Yin only felt the weight of the Buddha beads hanging on his wrist, and his clasped palms trembled, and the injustices of the past surfaced in front of his eyes. He felt remorseful and ashamed, and said dejectedly, "It was my fault. I was obsessed with ghosts for a while, causing Such a big mistake."

"You are wrong." Mu Qingchuan tapped his fingers on the wall, and there was a dull sound in the closed secret room. Hearing it, he felt more and more depressing. "Do you still remember what you said? Xiao Chuan is the introduction to refining the immortal pill? Huh? How did you know that his blood can refine the immortal pill?"

"Xiao Chuan..." Liao Yin thought of the child who was always mischievous and perverted, she burst into tears, and said in pain, "I was wrong."

"Then why don't you die." Mu Qingchuan said leisurely, but what he said made Yin Dun stand still, "What's the use of chanting scriptures all day? Didn't people say that the injustice is too heavy, so I have to die to apologize." He said His voice became colder, filled with hatred, "Why don't you die?"

"I..." Trembling with a white beard, looking at the slightly thin young man half lying on the couch with a look of hatred, he was speechless.

"You killed my brother." Mu Qingchuan suppressed the hatred in his heart, and tried to keep his voice steady, "You made me lose my brother." He thought of his brother lying on the ground, who was getting cold, and thought of lifting his little finger to make himself The elder brother who lived according to his appearance felt as if his heart was being torn apart, and the suppressed and roaring beast almost burst out of his chest, driving him almost insane, "It's all your fault! Return my brother—"

That voice was so mournful, and the hatred contained in it made his heart palpitate. He took a step back and tried to comfort Mu Qingchuan, "Qinghe, people cannot be resurrected after death..."

"That's why you deserve to die." Mu Qingchuan stood up slowly, revealing the bloody dagger in his sleeve, and the blood that hadn't dried out left a bright red mark on his palm. He walked towards Yin, "Go down!" Come with brother."

"Qinghe!" Liaoyin couldn't stop backing away, he was armed with martial arts, but he didn't dare to act rashly at this moment, so he had to dodge carefully, for fear that one move would irritate Mu Qinghe and make him even more crazy.

During the stalemate, something on the ground suddenly moved. Liao Yin saw it with his sharp eyes, and immediately pointed to the thing and said, "He's not dead yet! Look at him, he's been talking about looking for you!"

Mu Qingchuan stopped, glanced at lying on the ground, his clothes were filthy, his face was covered by messy hair, and there was almost no human figure, and he said, "Who?"

"Master..." Hearing the voice, the man moved his fingers slightly, wanting to lift it up, but exhausted all his strength, he only lifted one finger.

"Baozi?" Mu Qingchuan looked at him unexpectedly, the cold and stern aura all over his body weakened slightly.Liao Yin heaved a sigh of relief, turned his toes, and wanted to move towards the door, but just as he moved, Mu Qing and the mute behind him blocked the way, he chanted a Buddha's name, stood still, and had to look for another opportunity.

"Are you still alive?" Mu Qingchuan sized Baozi up, seeing him in such a situation, he could still speak, "You're not dead?"

"My lord, I don't want to know the secret anymore, never again." Baozi repeated weakly over and over again, his chest heaving weakly, "Don't leave me, lord."

"It's late." Mu Qingchuan interrupted him coldly, "Don't you want to leave? From now on, you can go wherever you want."

"No," Baozi shook his head anxiously, "I am willing to... accompany you...for the rest of my life..."

He said a simple sentence for a long time, Mu Qingchuan waited for him to finish, stood silently for a moment, then squatted down, stretched out his hand, and gently stroked his forehead, just like in the past.

Baozi looked through the gap of the eyelids stuck by the dried blood, noticed Mu Qingchuan's movements, and smiled happily, "Master, are you not angry?"

"Don't be angry anymore." Mu Qingchuan said in a low voice.

"Don't leave me behind." Baozi begged intermittently, with tears oozing from the corners of his eyes, his hand wanted to reach out to hold Mu Qingchuan's, but he couldn't lift it up.

"But it's already too late." Mu Qingchuan withdrew his hand and said regretfully, "You're already going to die."

"Young master..." Baozi tried his best to raise his hand, eager to grab the young master who was getting further and further away from him, "I don't want to die..." However, Mu Qingchuan had already stood up, and his straight figure looked Such handsomeness, just like when meeting him for the first time, made him fall in love at first sight, throwing himself into his arms like moths flying to a flame.

"You can go with peace of mind." Mu Qingchuan walked towards Yin again holding the dagger, without looking at Baozi again, "I'm coming too." He said.

"No." Baozi lay on the ground, trying to stop him and not let him leave, but he couldn't exert any strength, his body became colder and colder, and he began to feel desperate, "Young Master, stay with me again..." He weakly Begging, I don't know that the sound I make with all my strength is actually like a gnat.The mute stood by the wall and gave him a sad look.

"Qinghe, I'm your uncle," Liao Yin clasped his hands together, trying to make Mu Qinghe stop.

"Qinghe?" Mu Qingchuan looked at him sarcastically, "You killed my brother, and you still think I'm Qinghe?"

"Are you Xiao Chuan?" Liao Yin was startled, and kept looking Mu Qingchuan up and down. He had heard him talking about his elder brother earlier, and thought he was not clear-headed and talking nonsense. The dead Mu Qingchuan.

"It's me." Mu Qingchuan smiled faintly, pointed to the box with a corner protruding from Master Mu's arms, and said, "I also made the Immortal Pill."

"What?" Liao Yin couldn't believe what he heard. He used so many human medicines and failed to refine the immortal pill, but was refined by Mu Qingchuan. He sighed, "It turns out that the hexagram is true. , It really should be in your hands."