After the Failed Assassination[Transmigration Book]

After Qiao Feng regained his senses, he talked to Zhang Yun one after another, explaining all of his experiences in the past year.

At the beginning of the battle at Qinglang Lake, he was kicked by Chu You into the cracks in the ground struck by the sky thunder. He felt that he had fallen into a bottomless place. However, the Yinfeng Bone Whip spontaneously released a powerful black flame, which wrapped him tightly, and finally made him land smoothly.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that he was in a strange space, with only raging fire everywhere, which almost melted him. There was also a furnace used for refining weapons in his home, so he guessed it was an earth fire.At that time, he could no longer control the Yinfeng White Bone Whip, and the whip was always protecting him, and at the same time, it was constantly devouring his mind.

Qiao Feng was attacked by the resentment from the bone whip, and was burned by the ground fire for half a year. He tried his best to resist, struggling not to be swallowed by these two forces, but finally couldn't bear it anymore, and the resentment from the bone whip invaded his senses. Hai, his mind was completely lost, only the thought of revenge remained in his heart.

Qiao Feng deduced that theoretically, if there was no Yinfeng Bone Whip, the ground fire would only burn him to ashes, or if the opportunity came, he might be turned into a magic weapon or something, or like some practitioners who were sitting in a state of transformation, Achieve an incorruptible golden body, dead but not rotten.It was only because he was disturbed by the resentment of the bone whip that he became a demon.As for why they were able to escape from there, it must be because the resentment lingering in the sky above Anle Town and the resentment of his bone whip inspired each other to form a passage, and the group of corpses that Zhang Yun and others encountered at the beginning may have been buried in the The underground corpses were affected by this passage, so they mutated and climbed up from the cracks in the ground.

In this way, everything can be explained.Zhang Yun wondered, the reason why those zombies could fly might be because Suzaku's remnants were mixed with resentment. After all, that bird's cultivation was so deep that its remnants were more than enough to affect the mutated corpses.

Zhang Yun also briefly talked about his experience in the past year. Qiao Feng was half happy and half disappointed when he learned that Chu You was dead. He was dead, which made him a little stunned and at a loss. He didn't know what to do next. If he wanted to revive the mountain gate or something, he really didn't know where to start.

While they were talking, the other monks surveyed the place again to confirm that the resentment had really dissipated, and then withdrew the trapped formation.

Someone asked cautiously: "Is it really all right this time? You won't wait for another wave, right?"

The bystanders immediately poohed: "Go, shut your crow's mouth, don't talk nonsense."

Hearing this, Qiao Feng was very embarrassed, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm the one who caused trouble for everyone."

A certain monk who was bitten by the zombie before heard this, and immediately said: "It's a trivial matter to cause trouble, little brother, if you have the heart, help me pay for the medicine."

Qiao Feng was confused: "Huh?"

After the formation was withdrawn, everyone dispersed separately. Xia Zhiming stayed outside the formation for a long time, and when he found that the obstacles disappeared, he rushed over immediately, hugged Qiao Feng and slapped Qiao Feng vigorously for a moment, and the two exchanged pleasantries.Their senior brothers reunited after a long absence, so naturally they had a lot to say, what to do afterward was their own business.Zhang Yun didn't pay attention to these two people anymore, raised his eyes, but couldn't find Ruan Yanjun's figure, wondering if the other party had returned to the place where he was staying?

He hurriedly caught up and returned to the inn room. Huaxia hurriedly greeted him. Zhang Yun asked, "Where is the hall master? He didn't come back?"

Huaxia pointed out the window: "He just left, I don't think he intends to wait for you at all, what should we do, follow up?"

Zhang Yun said: "Of course! Go home!"

After all, he jumped out of the window and chased him out.Ruan Yanjun walked against the wind in the air, and after a while, he saw a sword light chasing him.He didn't speak, and Zhang Yun didn't speak either, but just followed him not far behind, keeping silent along the way.

In the center of Changle City, on Tiangong Road, Qiuhetang, a famous family, is located in the market. The nearby streets are full of people and traffic, and there is a bustling scene everywhere.

People in Taoist sects always like to be clean. Most of the sects are built in the mountains. Firstly, they are rich in aura, and secondly, they can isolate the smoke and fire of the world. There are only a handful of sects that go against the grain like Qiu Hetang. Another well-known one is The beggar gang has gone, and the halls of the beggar gang may be hidden in the streets and alleys of any place. As for where the head of the beggar gang is, it has always been a mystery, but after a long time, no one has pursued it.

Because of Qiuhetang's momentum in Xuanmen, the whole Changle City was imbued with immortality, and many shops selling magical artifacts took root here. Even the toys played by children in the city were different from other places, and the paper cranes flew out easily. Hundreds of feet away, the windmill rotates without wind, and the dice communicate with the master's mind, so it is very convenient to cheat...

When Zhang Yun saw this street again, he couldn't help feeling a surge of joy in his heart. He missed this familiar smoke and fire very much. He dreamed of returning to this place many times this year, and he thought to himself that he finally came back.

Ruan Yanjun lowered the cloud head first, and Zhang Yun followed him to land. The two returned to the gate of Qiuhe Hall. There were two disciples on duty at the gate. Seeing Ruan Yanjun's return, he respectfully saluted: "Master."

Zhang Yun was puzzled, he remembered that there was no gate control in the hall, and the disciples were allowed to come and go, why did they suddenly send someone to guard it?Could it be that Ruan Yanjun finally planned to clean up the safety of the door after learning from the painful experience?

Zhang Yun thought for a while, and realized that Ruan Yanjun must have been looking for someone outside for the past six months, and he, the Dharma protector, was nowhere to be seen. There was no powerful person in the gate, so he called someone to be on duty for prudence.

After figuring this out, Zhang Yun breathed a sigh of relief and smiled slightly at the two disciples.Ruan Yanjun stepped into the door without looking sideways, Zhang Yun followed behind him, and was about to go in when two disciples on duty suddenly stretched out their hands to block him outside.

Zhang Yun was stunned for a moment, after Ruan Yanjun entered the door, he stopped, turned to him and said, "You are no longer Qiu Hetang's protector."

Paused, and then said: "It is no longer my disciple."

Zhang Yun froze on the spot, as if he had been punched in the face, and his head was a little dazed.

Although these words reached his ears, they sounded like birds chirping and insects chirping, like a gurgling river flowing eastward, leaves clapping in the wind; typhoons roared in summer, rainstorms rattled...

He could understand every word, but when connected together, it became a certain language that he couldn't understand.It took him a long time to understand the meaning of the words, and by the time he realized it, Ruan Yanjun had already left.

Another person came towards this side, Zhang Yun heard footsteps, but he didn't seem to hear them.The person who came was dressed in white, and his body was stained with dust. He obviously came back from outside. This person walked to the door and met Zhang Yun inadvertently. He was also taken aback, and subconsciously said: "Master Zhang..."

Hearing this call, Zhang Yunfang noticed him, looked at him, and squeezed out a smile.

However, before the other party finished speaking, he seemed to realize something, and changed his words: "Zhang Daoyou, are you... are you safe?"

Zhang Yun nodded: "Very good. I'm fine. I'm worried about you, Fellow Daoist."

The two guarding disciples bowed to Gu Mengzhi and said, "The right protector."

Gu Mengzhi looked at Zhang Yun again, with a complicated look on his face, as if he wanted to say a lot, but in the end he withdrew his gaze and walked in the door by himself.

Huaxia had just learned how to stand up to the wind, and his flying speed was far inferior to that of Zhang Yun. Before Zhang Yun ignored him, he was left behind. Only now did he fall from the sky, only to find Zhang Yun standing there in a daze. At the gate, I couldn't help holding his hand: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Yun just thought in a daze, Gu Mengzhi is the right protector, so who is the left protector?

Zhang Yun turned his head and smiled wryly at his apprentice: "Your master has been kicked out, and we are homeless."

Qiao Feng and Xia Zhiming left Anle Town hand in hand. When they returned to the mountain gate after a year, they realized that the entire Zhuohua Gate had been deserted. Not a single bowl was left.

Qiao Feng: "..."

Seeing this scene, he almost fainted. Earlier in Anle Town, he agreed to pay for the medicine for the five injured monks in a moment of brain fever. He owed 450 taels of gold in the blink of an eye. Where will the money be found?

He had no choice but to ask Zhang Yun for help, and unexpectedly learned that Zhang Yun had been kicked out by Qiu Hetang, and the master and apprentice lived in the inn temporarily.

For this matter, Zhang Yun was helpless, so he had to ask Ruan Yanjun to borrow some money.Qiao Feng was very obedient, and obediently handed over the invitation card to visit. Ruan Yanjun spoke very relaxedly, and only gave him two words: "No."

Holding the hot tea, Qiao Feng sighed and said, "That's it. I feel that he even had a little complacency when he rejected me... When did I offend Master Ruan?"

Zhang Yun shrugged his shoulders, indicating that he didn't know. He patted Qiao Feng's shoulder and said regretfully, "There is no other way. While you are young and have capital, hurry up and find a rich man to marry."

Zhang Yun said again: "Don't look at Hall Master Ruan being cold to you now, it's because you are not a member of his family, if you marry him, he can bear to squeeze his wool as hard as you want."

Qiao Feng sighed: "But he doesn't like me, what can I do?"

Hearing these words, Zhang Yun couldn't help but drift away.What kind of person does Ruan Yanjun like?He didn't seem to have thought about this question.

Sometimes he even felt that that person had never really liked anyone, whether it was Cai Ji or other concubines, the relationship between them was too indifferent and cold, it was completely a political marriage, and even the drama The ones who are too lazy to act, for them, Ruan Yanjun's role is roughly equivalent to a sheep, as long as they can gather wool; for Ruan Yanjun, their role is just a bond, maintaining his interests with certain forces.

Zhang Yun couldn't help thinking of the original "Flowering Debt", and said to himself, no wonder he would turn a blind eye to someone who opened a harem in his backyard. If you break it, these two people may not be able to tear it apart.

Zhang Yun said to Qiao Feng: "I don't have that much money in my hand, so there is no hope of helping you pay off your debts, but if you have nowhere to go, why don't you stay here first, I can still afford the daily board and lodging."

Qiao Feng was very grateful, and said: "Thank you. You have helped me so many times. Even if I think about repaying it in the future, I still feel that I can't repay it. My mother often said that friendship is the most rare thing. I will definitely remember these things for the rest of my life. on."

Zhang Yun smiled, patted him, and didn't care, after all, no one can predict what will happen in the future, and it doesn't matter whether the other party repays him or not.However, when he heard Qiao Feng's words, he suddenly thought of something and asked, "Is Ling Ci still alive? Your family is in trouble, can you ask her for help?"

Qiao Feng said "ah" in embarrassment: "My mother has remarried. When I went to see her a few days ago, her stomach was already up. She was very happy to find that I was still alive, and then happily said, Give me another brother and sister."

Zhang Yun: "..."

Qiao Feng: "..."

The two looked at each other, and couldn't help laughing. The smile gradually turned into a big laugh. The two laughed so hard that Zhang Yun knocked on the table: "Don't say anything, drink!"

The whole night, the two of them drank against each other in the room, probably because they were too drunk, laughing and crying for a while, and the two outside eavesdropped on the door, and said with a sad face: "It's over, my master is coming again!" Crazy. Look at the posture of the two of them, if you let them drink it down, maybe when you wake up tomorrow morning, you will find that the two of them are naked and sleeping together."

As soon as Xia Zhiming slapped his thigh, he was about to rush in: "Absolutely not. Now that my master has passed away, my junior brother is just like my own younger brother. His life's major events must not be so trifling!"

Huaxia hugged his leg and hurriedly shouted: "Oh, don't..."

Before he finished speaking, he was rushed in by Xia Zhiming. The two people in the room were sleeping together naked, well dressed, sitting in a corner with a jar of wine in their arms, crying like a mess.

Qiao Feng whispered: "Mother, mother, don't you want me? You don't want me, right? Why do I want to come back..."

"Nobody wants me back at all," he cried.

Zhang Yun seemed to be infected by this emotion, and murmured: "Mother...ah no, mom... I really want to go home, but which home should I go back to? No one wants me. ..."

He remembered that when he was a child, when he was a child, there was always no one in his house.No one ever waited for him to come home, no one hugged him gently when he entered the door, and said to him, "You're back."

So he never said: "I'm back."

No one takes him seriously.He is insignificant, not even as attractive as a losing game of mahjong.

He was very handsome. When he was in elementary school, a teacher from another class once praised him: "Why does this little boy have such long eyelashes? It's so pretty."

But he didn't get any benefits because of his good looks, but instead caused him to suffer additional damage.In fact, what really hurt him was not the malice from his peers, but the fact that he found that he was not valued. There was no one behind him to support him, and no one really cared what he was thinking. He clearly saw To his own situation - to be born alone in this world, and then, many years later, it is very likely that he will die alone in the same way.

Later, he grew up a little and reached the age where he could fall in love.Girls like his handsome face, and naturally some people throw olive branches at him, but he is afraid of intimacy in his bones and doesn't want to fall in love, so a good appearance is not much use.

Who can really appreciate a pretty useless face?

At some point, he fell into a deep sleep. In his dream, there was always someone gently stroking his hair. He couldn't see that person's face, nor did he know the person's name. He just felt peaceful, so peaceful that he could die right away.

The author has something to say: Thank you "Qiyuegegege" little angel for throwing mines!happy~