Reborn in the Hehuan Sect, my master was transformed into a slave by me

Outside the house, the sound of prying the door came.

The man opened the door of the woodshed, and there was silence inside.

They did not turn on the lights, and groped into the house little by little with the moonlight shining in.

Suddenly, a sound of footsteps came suddenly, which was particularly obvious in the silent night.

The man was startled, but before he could react, a sharp pitchfork pierced his chest directly.

"Ah!"

At the other end of the pitchfork, Ah Xiu roared, holding the wooden handle tightly, and stabbed the man directly to the ground.

The woman behind her screamed subconsciously, but before she could take any action, Ah Xiu had already abandoned the pitchfork, picked up the hatchet at hand, and chopped her diagonally.

The man and the woman never thought that the girl who seemed thin and weak could be so cruel, and because they thought they were foolproof because they had taken the drug, they were all hit and fell in a pool of blood for a while.

Ah Xiu raised her hatchet and chopped at the woman randomly, crying and wailing as she chopped, without stopping.

Lan Shuang had been standing there in a daze, but when she saw the man struggling to get up, she rushed over, grabbed the pitchfork, and stabbed him several times.

The two girls, one holding a knife and the other holding a pitchfork, looked like crazy, and after a long time, they gradually stopped.

The two people lying on the ground were already dead, and blood was splattered everywhere.

Ah Xiu leaned on the hatchet and struggled to stand up, but she stumbled and held onto the door frame, barely avoiding falling down.

"Xiao Lan... Xiao Lan..."

She called out weakly, her voice weak.

Lan Shuang, with blood all over her face, came to her senses, threw down the pitchfork in her hand, and ran to Ah Xiu.

"Sister Xiu, what's wrong? What's wrong with you?"

"They put drugs in the food... If I hadn't vomited some by chance, I'd have died... I'm dying, Xiao Lan..."

Perhaps the intense activity just now accelerated the effect of the drugs, and Xiu was limp all over, her eyelids were fighting.

She held Lan Shuang's hand tightly and handed her the hatchet in her hand.

"Xiao Lan, kill..."

"No, no."

Lan Shuang cried and shook her head, supporting Xiu, anxiously.

"Let's go quickly, Sister Xiu, let's go now..."

"No..."

Xiu grabbed Lan Shuang.

"I can't leave now, Xiao Lan, we must kill her, once she tells on us, we won't be able to go far..."

"But I..."

Lan Shuang trembled and picked up the hatchet, at a loss.

Xiu gritted her teeth and finally squeezed out a sentence.

"If you really...really can't do it, just run away by yourself, maybe, there is still...a chance..."

After saying the last sentence, Ah Xiu finally collapsed to the ground, tilted her head, and fainted.

Lan Shuang stared blankly at the mess in the house, unable to make any sound.

Finally, she wiped her tears, picked up the hatchet, and left the woodshed.

......

When Ah Xiu opened her eyes again, it was already daytime.

She was lying on the haystack, rubbed her dizzy and swollen head, and sat up.

She still remembered what happened last night, and hurried down to check.

There was still a large piece of blood left on the ground, but the two bodies were gone.

She heard a sound outside the house, so she followed the sound all the way to find it.

Behind the house, next to a small hillside, she saw Lan Shuang.

Lan Shuang was holding a shovel, digging a big pit with a shovel.

Ah Xiu walked over and looked into the pit with some concern.

The next moment, she turned her head away and stopped looking.

There were three bodies in the pit.

Lan Shuang ignored her and just filled the pit with soil one shovel at a time, like a wooden man.

"I'm sorry, Xiao Lan, it's my sister who has dragged you down."

Ah Xiu stepped forward and took the shovel from Lan Shuang, with a complicated expression.

Lan Shuang paused when Ah Xiu held the shovel, and then she let go of the shovel.

Ah Xiu thought that Lan Shuang would hug her and cry like before, but Lan Shuang didn't.

She just turned around silently and walked back to the house.

Ah Xiu asked slowly behind her.

"Xiao Lan, what are you going to do."

"I've sorted out all the edible and useful things. I'll get them. We'll leave after we bury them."

Lan Shuang replied calmly.

Ah Xiu shook her head and buried the soil while thinking about something. After a while, Lan Shuang came over with two packages.

Ah Xiu looked at Lan Shuang, who had no expression on her face, and suddenly spoke as if she had made up her mind.

"Xiao Lan, do you know about the monk trial?"

......Chang Qing opened his eyes.

The content of the telepathic spirit came to an abrupt end, but it was enough, he basically knew everything that happened afterwards.

Only a moment had passed, and his clothes had just been dried by Lan Shuang.

But before he knew it, the condensed frost cold marrow had already raised his cultivation to the third level of the instantaneous level.

He lowered his head and met Lan Shuang's serious eyes when she raised her head.

"Master, this is all the things that happened before Shuang'er met you. This telepathic spirit can only store so many thoughts, and you should know the rest."

Chang Qing frowned and did not speak.

As if she knew what he was thinking, Lan Shuang spoke first.

"I can remember what happened in the cave of the monk Chi Ren, but for some reason, I can't store that memory in my telepathic spirit."

"Before that, my memory was intermittent, with only some fragmentary images. I can't remember many things. Shuang'er didn't lie to you, Master."

Lan Shuang squatted on the ground, carefully rubbing the ice on Chang Qing's clothes. After saying these words, she raised her head and her eyes did not dodge.

"Shuang'er will never lie to you."

Chang Qing reached out, pulled her up, and held her hand.

Although her hands were white, the palms were very rough, as if a thick layer of leather was attached.

"Is this the secret you want to tell me?"

He asked.

"Well, Master, I know that I am different from others. I have a deadly poison in my body. In the cave, I poisoned the insects of Monk Chi Ren to death. The dead insects later also poisoned him to death. And then, Sister Xiu and I ate poisonous food. She fainted, but I was fine. I knew I was a freak."

"Master, you were able to keep me because of this, right?"

Lan Shuang smiled faintly and asked casually.

Chang Qing did not defend himself and nodded calmly.

"It's okay, Master, I thought about it a long time ago."

"You..."

"Shuang'er is an unwanted child. Master is willing to treat me well. No matter what the purpose is, even if it's just to use me, Shuang'er is happy."

Lan Shuang's words did not stir up any big waves in Chang Qing's heart.

If there is, it's like a small stone thrown into the sea.

Although Lan Shuang threw it hard, the stone was too small. The emotions in Chang Qing's heart were like huge waves, and the splashes of water caused by Lan Shuang were too small.

But he still said.

"We swore an oath with the imperial spirit, to walk the evil path together, and to be together in life and death. It's not that no one wants you. I want you. If I have you, I have you."