Reborn as the little tail of the cool master

"Mother? Mother? Is that you? Really you? You're alive? Did the medicine pill made by my nephew take effect? ​​I, I saved you! I really saved you!"

"One more pill is needed. One more pill can save Madam Lian Ru." Wang Yuanwai crawled to Chu Huaizhou's feet and begged, "Master, Immortal Lord, please, give me another pill, please."

"No, your mother didn't come back to life either." Chu Huaizhou said coldly, "You are just in the barrier I set up to return the illusion to the truth."

"How is that possible?!" Wang Yuanwai said, trying to pull the Qiankun Gongyu from his waist, "Are you lying to me? I clearly saw my mother standing there!"

He also practiced Taoism on the top of the blue sky clouds, so he knew that although the Qiankun Palace Feather was just a white jade ornament, it could store all things in it. The space inside would expand as his cultivation level increased, while the external volume would remain unchanged.

Xiao Jingxuan saw through his plan at a glance, reached out to grab Chu Huaizhou's waist, and suddenly flew back a few steps, causing Wang Yuanwai to miss and fall heavily to the ground.

Xiao Jingxuan's eyes suddenly became sinister and treacherous, like a sharp blade, looking down at him, his cold green eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone was cold: "Don't touch him."

Mrs. Wang was in tears and looked anxious. Because her soul could not touch the entity, she could only watch and call his name, but her voice became smaller and smaller.

Chu Huaizhou struggled out of Xiao Jingxuan's arms. His ears were so tippy that blood could drip from them. His thin earlobes looked like red coral pendants, but his face looked extremely ugly, as if he was angry, annoyed, ashamed, and even furious.

He said stiffly: "Madam, don't be too excited or sad, calm down, otherwise your soul will be scattered!"

Xiao Jingxuan's hand around his waist froze in mid-air, and after a moment, he curled up his fingers and put them down, not caring much: "Whether your mother is dead or alive, just look carefully. The body is empty and illusory. Do you think she is really alive?"

Wang Yuanwai raised his head and glanced at the half-crouching woman, then shook his head in self-deception, "How could this be? How could this be? It's fake! The pills you gave me must be fake! They were not made by my nephew!"

The heat in Chu Huaizhou's ears subsided a little, and he opened his mouth and pursed his lips: "Of course it's not true. It's just an ordinary blood-activating and blood-stasis-removing pill."

"They are just mortals, and they have been dead for many years. Not to mention the elixir made by my nephew, even the elixir of the immortal king on the stage, even if Emperor Fuxi came in person, they can't be saved."

"You're lying!" He yelled, "Then why could the royal child of Qianqiu Capital be saved by my nephew who was offered as a sacrifice?!"

Chu Huaizhou's eyes suddenly darkened, his handsome features were cold, and deep in his eyes there was a dark hatred. His voice was dull: "The royal child is not dead, he just let the evil spirit invade his body and fell into a coma and nightmare."

"The nephew was previously the favorite pet of Emperor Fuxi, and after being demoted, he became the mount of the Demon Lord. As a messenger of the demon world, his immortal body can dispel the aura of demonic obstacles."

"If you fall into a nightmare, the evil spirit will devour you. If a royal child who is close to death takes the elixir made by the nephew, he will naturally wake up and achieve the beautiful story of 'resurrection from the dead'."

"After that, the rumors became more and more outrageous. It was said that the medicine made by the worm could bring people back to life, and that eating the worm's internal organs raw could cure all diseases. These were all unfounded rumors."

"It's not a rumor! No! You lied to me!" Wang Yuanwai screamed, "You are in cahoots with the beast! You want to keep them so you can keep them for yourself! You deliberately made up a lie to deceive me!"

Madam Wang was frightened by the sound, and her spirit body became more transparent. She spoke in a voice as soft as a mosquito's: "Wan'er, don't argue anymore."

Xiao Jingxuan held his eyelids, walked over calmly and slowly, bent down and sneered coldly: "If you yell a few more times, your mother will disappear."

Wang Yuanwai was like a crying child. He calmed down completely after hearing his mother's words. He turned his head to look at the increasingly transparent soul body and said in a soft voice, "Mom, mom, don't be afraid. I will save you right away."

"Mother, I have a lot of money now. I can treat my illness and live in a big house. I don't have to stay in a woodshed anymore. I have a stove and charcoal fire in winter. I won't be cold anymore."

"There are also the famous paintings and jade articles outside, which were pawned by my father to exchange for wine as a dowry. I have redeemed them all for you, mother. They are well displayed and not a single one is damaged. Not a single one is damaged."

"I rescued you, I rescued you and brought you back. Go and see what's missing. We can ask around and spend money to buy it back."

Madam Wang shook her head. There was silence all around. Then her weak and ethereal voice could be heard: "My child, please do not persist in your wrongdoings and commit the sin of killing people."

"This is mother's fate. Mother accepts it, and you should accept it too. Madam doesn't blame you, and mother doesn't blame you, and mother doesn't blame your father. I only regret that I was blind in the beginning, disobeyed my parents' orders, and the matchmaker's agreement, and insisted on marrying."

"Wan'er, your mistake is, when Madam Ru ran away, why did you tell your father about it?"

"I didn't know, mother. I didn't know that father would be so cruel! I also didn't know that Madam Ru had plans to take you away with her!"

In fact, he had already understood at that time that it was his alcoholic father, not his wife's intervention, who was the culprit who caused his mother and himself to fall into that situation.

Wang Yuanwai, whose mind is not yet mature, is resentful. He hates himself for not doing any evil, but being stuck in the quagmire. He hates his wife for wanting to escape. He wants to drag others into the same painful abyss as himself, and make them feel the same pain as himself.

So he intentionally or unintentionally revealed Mrs. Ru's escape plan to his father who was half drunk in the tavern. After the drunkard father knew about it, he staggered home with unsteady steps.

Mr. Wang felt condemned by his conscience, and was afraid that his father might do something drastic while drunk, so he secretly followed him not far behind, hiding in the haystack in front of the door and watching.

But he saw Mrs. Ru, who was neatly dressed, walking out of the woodshed, carrying his sick mother on her back!

"At that moment, I regretted it." Mr. Wang lowered his head to Mrs. Wang, "I shouldn't have told him. I should have let you go."

Even if he didn't say anything more, Xiao Jingxuan could probably guess it by looking at the whip marks and purple bruises on the bodies of the two women.

Mrs. Wang wept and said, "This drunkard father who was made into a human pig found out that his concubine had run away with his wife on her back. He was furious and beat us half to death and then locked us up."

She comforted Wang Yuanwai: "But mother doesn't blame you. The one you feel most sorry for is Madam Ru. Go quickly and kowtow to Madam Ru."

"Okay, okay, okay. I will listen to my mother. I will listen to my mother. Please don't die. Please don't die." Mr. Wang's hands were tied and he hit his head very hard, with blood flowing from his head.

"Now that your mother is gone, you must let go of your resentment." She glanced at the cruel and disgusting human pig, "Your father has suffered enough torture, and you have suffered enough torture too. Live a good life again."

"I promise you, I promise you." After the words were spoken, the spirit dissipated and turned into tiny dots of firefly light. Mr. Wang fell to the ground in a daze.

After a moment of silence, Xiao Jingxuan asked casually, "You once studied Taoism at the top of the Azure Clouds, right? When was that?"