Everyone owes me a favor

After Ruyi left, there was only Feng Ruyu left in the room.

He didn't want to sleep even more, and sat quietly at the table with his clothes on.

The moonlight is dimming, board the wooden window, and draw a horizontal and vertical net shadow on the ground, which catches a few fireflies and three parts of cold dew.

Feng Rugu counted the moon shadows filtering through the wooden window, horizontal and vertical, six horizontal and eight vertical, counted more than ten times, clearly.

Fireflies come and go, cold dew trickles.

Listening to the sound of dripping, Feng Rugu dipped in herbal tea and wrote the word "Ding" on the table.

Perhaps because he was destined to sleepless tonight, Feng Rugu thought about all his old friends one by one, and finally, he thought of this enemy.

He tapped twice next to the character "D" with his water-stained fingertips, and then without thinking, he drew a bastard next to it. Fang felt that the picture was pleasing to the eye.

When he put down his hand in satisfaction, someone knocked on the door again.

Tonight, there are really many sleepless people.

The reason why Guan didn't know how to toss and turn was sufficient.

However, in one day and one night, on the top of the Fengling Immortal, the immortals who worshiped thousands of Taoists came to this remote Qingyang Mountain one after another. I had to bet on the life of a mountain disciple with my elder brother to avoid this trouble.

The small hill has always been peaceful, the biggest worry is that too many fish have died in the fish pond recently, when did it encounter such a crisis?

This series of sudden changes caused Guan Zhi to break out in a cold sweat just lying down and staring at the roof of the tent.

After all, he is young, he can't sleep at night, he can't get out of the courtyard, he put on his clothes rustlingly and got up, seeing the candle still flickering in the main house, he wanted to ask Mr. Duan Rong for peace of mind.

Guan didn't know that today Feng Rugu would take advantage of the dark and windy weather to complete the plan. He didn't know that the two senior brothers changed their identities, and after knocking on the door, they gave Feng Rugu a deep bow, which was a perfect example of etiquette.

Feng Rugu accepted the gift calmly, invited him in, and for the sake of Senior Brother Chang's image, he wiped off the bastard stains on the table.

Guan Izhi asked: "Is it difficult for Mr. Duanrong to fall asleep? The same is true for me."

Feng Rugu asked back: "Are you afraid?"

Being directly poked at the center, Guan couldn't help but feel ashamed: "It's not that I'm afraid, I'm..."

Feng Rugu smiled and looked at him.

Guan Zhi was stunned for a while, and said helplessly: "Yes. I have never encountered such a big event in my life, so I am inevitably nervous."

"Common things. The Taoist sect is young, and there are not many people who can really stop things." Feng Ruzhi raised his teacup to him, "You are already considered rare."

Hearing this, Guan Zhi was a little surprised.

The scale of the Qingyang sect is small, so it is not possible to talk about the depth and breadth of friendship with other Taoist schools, but based on his humble opinion, the elites of the younger sect of the Taoist sect are almost

They have all experienced the chaos of the "Remaining World", and they have been in the Prison of Monsters for three whole months, so their minds should be extremely tenacious.

He Nahan said: "After the wind and rain, how can we not see the rainbow?"

Feng Rugu said: "After the wind and rain, there is a rainbow in the sky, and there is mud on the ground."

Guan didn't know why and couldn't figure it out: "Why?"

Feng Rugu said, "Because of my junior brother."

"...Mr. Yunzhong?"

For a whole ten years, except for Master, Feng Rugu did not mention the events of that year to anyone.

Senior brother asked him, Fuchun pestered him, he smiled and said, too many brilliant things, too lazy to say, too lazy to say.

Unexpectedly, today, he would mention that year to a person who had never experienced those things.

And "Leaving the World" is indeed a legendary story that young Taoists today yearn for.

Guan Zhi is no exception.

"I always hear them talking about 'the legacy of the world'. At that time, I entered the Tao not long ago, and I hadn't yet formed the golden elixir. The Qingyang sect was only a little established, and I couldn't even touch the edge of the Eastern Emperor's sacrificial ceremony." Guan Buwen asked, "What kind of place is 'Remaining World'?"

"What kind of place..." Feng Rugu raised his hand and gestured, "It must be a cage as big as a city."

……

The affairs of the world are nothing more than one exhaustion and one surplus.

The magic way has been in the orthodox position for thirteen years, and it is so beautiful. Every school of Taoism is evil and purple, and the devil has been suffering for a long time, but he is unable to resist, so he has to swallow his anger and regard it as righteous.

When the righteous way gains the upper hand again, the evil way becomes a street rat.

The wind of anti-demonism in the world is fierce.

It is the righteousness of the world to kill the devil.

The "remaining world" is a mouse hole opened between heaven and earth for themselves by this group of mice crossing the street with all their strength.

Innocent demons and innocent demons are all hiding here.

But most demons feel that they are innocent.

The origin of this mentality can be traced back to the former master of the magic way.

The former master of the demonic way, Jiuzhideng, was determined to lead the demonic way into the right path, so he cut off the blood sect, suppressed the corpse sect, strictly prohibited the people of the demonic way from disturbing the world, and devoted himself to cultivation.

During his tenure, there were many complaints in the devil's way, and the righteous way even suspected that his purpose was not pure, and he pretended to try to buy people's hearts.

After Jiuzhideng's death, Mo Dao was besieged by the Righteous Dao. Because the blood sect, which was as powerful and harmful as it was, was almost extinct, Mo Dao was beaten helplessly at the beginning.

Until they were defeated and entered the "Remnant World", many demons still felt that they were wronged.

Those who participated in the massacre of the Daoist sect 13 years ago naturally had no grievances to sue, but in the past 13 years, there have also been many young people who have just entered the Daoist Daoism. They seldom do evil.

Why should they be chased away like pigs and dogs?

Therefore, the nine-branched lamp, the lord of the demonic way, no one is grateful to him during his lifetime or after his death.

After Jiuzhideng, his confidant Sun Yuanzhou was the master of the Demonic Dao for a period of time, but was soon kicked out.

When Feng Ruyu and the others fell into the "relict world", it happened to be the time when the Blood Sect led by Ding You was in full swing.

Feng Rugu asked Guan I don't know: "What kind of person do you think Ding You is?"

Guan Zhi didn't pretend to think: "I am a man full of evil! The hatred of killing my disciple is unshakable!"

Feng Rugu held his chin and asked back: "If I said that he used to be a member of the Mind Cultivation Sect, he was led by his parents to study the Heart Sutra of the Devil's Dao, and his family had never harmed anyone. The Xiaodao family teamed up to kill them up the mountain, regardless of whether they were green or red, they drew their swords and killed them. His parents and brothers were slaughtered. He was angry because of hatred, his eyes turned red all night, and he transferred to the blood sect. The world has changed, and you want to avenge your blood..."

Guan didn't know what to say for a moment.

Feng Rugu smiled: "The blood sect of the Demon Dao depends entirely on human blood for its cultivation, which is extremely harmful. Do you know how many people practiced the Blood Sect before the Daoist massacred the Demon Dao? Two or three out of ten. After the slaughter..."

Guan Zhi swallowed his saliva.

... Needless to say.

Now it is extremely difficult to find someone who practices the Hehuan Sect and the Demonic Dao of the Mind Cultivation Sect.

In order to protect themselves, the demons picked up the blood sect's secret method to practice one after another.

Today, seven or eight out of ten cultivators of the Blood Sect practice the Demonic Dao.

Guan Buxin has relatives, but he refuses to accept it: "It's their own fault! They imprisoned various sects, slaughtered Qingliang Valley, and the blood debt is piled up, but now they just pay back the cause and effect! Could it be that revenge is wrong?"

Feng Rugu said calmly: "So this cause and effect also fell on us."

The unanimous external extermination of demons made Xiaodaomen grow rapidly.

The more he tasted the sweetness, the harder he would kill. In the end, he couldn't tell what was green and what was white.

"It's hard to tell whether it's right or wrong." Feng Rugu said, "In the end, it can only be judged by the sword. Whoever is stronger is right."

I don't know how to be silent.

Feng Rugu asked him again: "Do you know Lin Xuejing?"

This time, Guan I don't know how to answer more cautiously: "The master of the Bushi sect is mysterious and cunning. But it seems that the Taoist sect doesn't control his actions very much. Therefore, when members of the Bushi sect pass by the Qingyang sect, we will relax a little bit. .”

Feng Ruyuan nodded, and asked again: "Do you know Wen Chen?"

I don't know Guan recalled a little: "The eldest son of Wenshimen? I heard that he is gentle and humble, and he is a righteous person."

"What about Jing Sanchai?"

This name is a bit unfamiliar to Guan I don't know, but he can tell a thing or two: "Ah...Ying Tianchuan Yingxu Lord's disciple? I remember, after he parted ways with his teacher, he left the Taoist sect, set up his own, and collected money to replace him. Each sect handles affairs. Jiangling Qianji Institute is also well-known."

Feng Rugu asked again: "Who is Han Jing?"

I don't know how to get stuck.

He only remembered the name Han Jing, a hero of various schools and Taoisms who had been active in the world for ten years, which was really too far away for him.

Seeing his embarrassment, Feng Ruyuan didn't mind, just laughed lowly, and read: "Qieli Shiqiao is unknown to people, and a star is like a moon to see for a long time."

Guan I don't know: "... what?"

Feng Rugu thought that Lin Xuejing had probably obtained his wish to become famous in the world, Sanchai was identified as a rebel, Wen Chen, the eldest son of Wenshimen,

At that time, he was one of the most thorny heads among the disciples who fell into the "relict world", but now he is so polite that he even shrinks back.

So, how many people in the world still remember Senior Brother Han?

Feng Ruyuan closed his eyes, and there seemed to be another sound of flower scissors coming from his ears.

……

When they had been in the "Relict World" for twenty days, they had been staying in Lin Xuejing's other courtyard for eleven or twelve days.

The gate of "The Leftovers" was completely sealed by Ding You, people outside couldn't get in, and people inside couldn't get out.

Ding You originally planned to use the method of beating dogs behind closed doors, catching turtles in urns, and after capturing all the Taoist disciples, telling them to break their bones, kowtow for mercy, and then take them to negotiate.

Who would have thought that he caught a group of slippery loaches, but they disappeared in the small place of "Remaining World".

The soil is being dug three feet outside, and the other courtyard is not very peaceful.

There was a faint sound of arguing in the house, and the few people outside the house were no strangers to it.

Feng Ruyuan closed his eyes and rested his chin, leaned on the steps, held an empty bowl in his right hand, and a bamboo chopstick in his left hand, tapped on the edge of the bowl, and recited a poem according to the rhythm: "I heard the harp sighed, and the fellow Taoist chirped. Jiji. When can we stop chirping and scatter rice one by one.”

Jing Sanchai, who was applying medicine to her shoulder, threw the bloody bandage over: "What are you talking about?"

Holding the flower scissors in hand, Han Jing cut off the overgrown branches, pursed his lips and smiled: "Let him read it. It's cute."

Jing Sanchai complained: "Brother Han, why do you still have the desire to trim flowers and plants?"

Han Jing said: "There is no reason why flowers should be taken care of by others. Besides, we should do what we can..."

While speaking, he looked at Lin Xuejing in the courtyard.

He was lying under the shade of a tree, enjoying the green leaves and the breeze.

Probably because the wind was blowing too comfortably, he took a rest, and a golden and jade bong held in his fingertip released a curl of green smoke, which went straight to the sky.

Feng Ruzhi wove a rabbit out of the bandages thrown by Jing Sanchai, and handed it back to him.

Jing Sanchai looked at the rabbit awkwardly: "Where did you learn the trick?"

Feng Rugu said: "When you raise a child, you can learn anything to make him happy."

Jing Sanchai snorted, and hugged the rabbit into her arms: "I don't have that much time to spare."

Feng Ruyi laughed and turned his head to look at the sun in the sky.

Judging by the time, his little Hongchen should get up, but he doesn't know if he is practicing sword or calligraphy.

Feng Rugu lost his father when he was nine years old, and picked up nine-year-old You Hongchen when he was 14. In his opinion, there is no fate more like fate.

He always wants to give him more.

I want to give him what I have lost and what I don't have.

I don't know if he will miss me now...

When Feng Ruyuan missed his little Hongchen with all his heart, the internal disputes actually became louder and louder.

Feng Rugu immediately interrupted: "Why are you arguing? If you continue arguing, I'll sell it all to you."

There was a moment of silence inside, and then the door opened, and an angry figure stepped out, followed by a few agitated followers.

"It's you again." Feng Rugu looked at him, "Why do you always talk too much?"

Wen Chen gritted his teeth and said, "I'm not sure! I'm going crazy staying here! Why didn't father and Sanmen come to rescue us?"

"Don't worry." Feng Rugu said, "You are your father's precious lump, and I am not my master's palm jade. If they can find a way to come in, they will come at the first moment."

"But why do we stay here?!" Seeing the figure taking a nap under the shade of the tree, Wen Chen lowered his voice, but he was still dissatisfied in every possible way, "Didn't we stay well outside?"

Jing Sanchai was injured, so she didn't bother to defend herself, and just rolled her eyes when she heard the words.

Feng Ruzhi sneered: "Young master, please understand that the hiding place for the first few days was found by the three of us with great pains. You are only responsible for hiding with your head down and your butt up. Of course you feel that you have stayed well." .”

Wen Chen's face was blushing and his neck was thick: "You——"

"Mo Dao is crazy looking for us outside, even the land is going to be lifted up, you can't help but run out now, where are you going to hide? Your own ****?"

Wen Chen couldn't say no to Feng Rugu, and stomped his feet angrily: "I don't understand, why do you believe him so much? That's a devil!"

"What happened to the magic way?"

"People say that bitches are ruthless and actors are meaningless, not to mention he is a devil. If he sells us out, what will you do?"

Feng Rugu's expression didn't change: "I'll take you out."

Wen Chen let out a "ha", not believing it.

But Feng Rugu's expression was very serious: "Wherever you hide, you will be hunted down. If you are surrounded, you will kill them. It's just a matter of the number of people. If there are more demons, there will be more corpses. If there are fewer, there will be fewer corpses." .Do you have any other questions?"

Wen Chen had not been successful in his career, but he had already been silenced by Feng Ruyuan's mouth.

He took those few disciples and turned back angrily.

Feng Ruyuan sat down, straightened his legs, and sighed, "A bunch of fools."

Han Jing reassured: "It's been a long time since I couldn't get backup, and he's also impatient, trying to find a way out."

Feng Rugu curled his lips: "I can't even find my master, so he came to look for it?"

"He also wants to contribute."

"It's useless if you can't get out where you should go, and it will harm everyone." Feng Rugu said, "He ran out in such a rash way to find an exit. If he is caught by the devil, they will just let him in. If he confesses How about us?"

Speaking of this, Feng Rugu's eyes lighted up slightly, and he said to himself: "To prevent him from sneaking out, I'll break his legs."

Feng Ru pretended to move forward to leave.

Han Jing called him, "As usual, come back! Don't play around."

Feng Ruyu obediently said: "Oh."

He squatted back and sat down with his knees tucked in.

"What I mean is..." Han Jing couldn't laugh or cry when he saw that he was being obedient, "As before, I completely agree with your judgment, but you can be more tactful. Everyone is anxious, it is human nature, you should comfort it. "

Feng Ruyu was about to speak when he heard a calm voice.

Lin Xuejing said: "I have an idea, which can solve the chaos of floating people's hearts."

Feng Ruyuan turned his head: "Aren't you asleep?"

Lin Xuejing opened it with a slight smile, and handed out the bong in his hand: "Smoking this can refresh your mind. Want to try it?"

Feng Rugu waved his hand: "No, no, I don't have such elegant habits. Tell me your idea."

Lin Xuejing took back the bong.

Under his beautiful and dignified appearance, there is no trace of ambition at all, just like a young man who is lounging on an embroidered couch, singing, drinking and singing with guests: "Choose some of the most troublesome ones - the one just now is very Alright—kill them secretly, throw their corpses outside, and let them be picked up by the Mo Dao. After the Mo Dao confirms their identities, they must be happy. Who killed it."

Speaking of this, Lin Xuejing held the bong flat on her chest, and chatted leisurely about a life in the tone of talking about whether the oranges on the table were sweet or sour: "At that time, you can say to the rest of the disciples, These few people fled without permission, and they are reaping the consequences. If anyone still wants to flee, remember to use this as a mirror. Do you think anyone will dare to go out without authorization?"

Jing Sanchai was taken aback: "What's the idea?"

What surprised him even more was that Feng Rugu and Han Jing didn't show any surprise on their faces, they seemed to have thought about this plan a long time ago.

It's not surprising that Feng Ruyu could come up with such a bad move.

Jing Sanchai turned to Han Jing: "Brother Han? You also...?"

"We knew we could do this a long time ago. And if we do this, we can do it once and for all." Han Jing lowered her eyebrows, "I'm just...sorry, it's absolutely impossible. Anyone's life is life, we can't be so rash."

Lin Xuejing said: "I am teaching you the truth."

Han Jing refused gently: "But we are talking about reason with you."

Lin Xuejing shrugged: "Just listen to the Lord. I just came up with an idea."

After saying that, he got up, and the apricot-yellow gown swept across the bluestone steps, and was stirred up by the gentle breeze.

Jing Sanchai stared at his back, frowned towards Feng Rugu and Han Jing: "Do you feel that this man... is a little scary?"