The sorrow and joy of the world

Before Lin Kongzhi could fully wake up, he felt that he had been erected, locked in a cage and dragged away.

The enchantment can hide the truth from those disciples whose cultivation level is shallow, but it can't hide it from Shang Wanchu.

Led by Shang Wanchu himself, the entire mighty team passed through the most prosperous town in the Western Rong Region.

The injuries on my body don't seem to be healed...

Lin Kongzhi woke up in a daze, opened his eyes and looked around, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

"That's him! He's that Mr. Kong Yin!"

"Tell me! Where did you hide that beast!"

"Say it!"

Suddenly a spray of water bloomed in front of him, Lin Kongzhi subconsciously raised his hand to block it, and the unpleasant smell exploded instantly, filling his entire nasal cavity...

Then there were countless rotten vegetables and rotten eggs that fell on him one after another. Lin Kongzhi wanted to hide in front of him, but he completely accepted it later. All of this was originally his own. It should have been borne...

What about Wen Yi...

He just left?

So what's the point of what he did?

Qing Weiran walked to the side of the cage silently: "You should tell us Wen Yi's whereabouts, so that you can suffer less."

Lin Kongzhi raised his eyes and smiled wryly: "To tell you the truth, I really don't know where he went this time..."

Qing Weiran looked at him for a while, then sighed, and left slowly...

The romantic young man who was originally a chivalrous man fell to this point because of such an ungrateful person. Lin Kong knew, why are you bothering, it is not worth it at all.

The wound on the shoulder blade was too deep, and it was pierced directly. Although it is not bleeding much now, it has already hurt the heart, and it will still bleed when there is a slight movement.

What's more, his body was already very weak, and he couldn't bear such a large repair load.

After careful calculation, the date of my own death should not be far away...

Later, when the entire brigade needed to be refreshed, Shang Wanchu came to have a conversation with him.

The content of the dialogue can be imagined, that is, left and right.

"You still don't want to say where he's gone." Ze Ling, who was still late at the beginning, thrust himself in front of Lin Kongzhi and made a loud noise, "Then it seems useless for me to keep you."

"I'm a useless person in the first place, and it's a waste of money for the pavilion master to go to such great lengths to arrest me."

"You really have a big heart, can you bear it after all this?"

Lin Kongzhi raised his head lazily, and looked directly into Shang Wanchu's eyes. He didn't speak, and the many vain but firm things contained in those eyes instantly made Shang Wanchu understand something. Shang Wanchu took back his sword: "I won't kill you, but you are useless to me."

"I heard from Luo Qiufeng that you will kill all of us sooner or later, is it true?"

"What do you think?" Shang Wanchu said coldly, turned and left.

Lin Kongzhi still felt tired, thinking that he was about to die, so it would be better to catch up with Duke Zhou, after all, the two of them would be constant companions in the future.

In the end, before he could fall asleep completely, he was woken up by something.

"Wake up, it's not time for you to die."

Lin Kongzhi looked at the kettle that fell on him, opened it without thinking, and took a few sips: "Lang Ganmu."

"Yes, it's me."

The man who testified against him in the Mingjing Hall.

"I didn't expect that this life would fall into your hands." Lin Kongzhi sighed deeply, "This matter is enough for you to brag about for a lifetime."

Lang Ganmu sneered twice: "This is just a prelude, I want you and your disciples to die without a burial place!"

"I didn't see it, you are still a very affectionate person." Lin Kongzhi smiled.

"Stop dying, I'm going to watch you be humiliated to death by the most despicable person in the world in a while, just wait!" Lang Ganmu said a harsh word like Shang Wanchu, and then Turned around and left.

It seems that those letters that appeared in his room, Shen Yuyi and Fan Ziqi's so-called private meeting in the cedar forest, the wanderer's appearance as Xu Yifeng's assassination, and the snow spirit Gu in the food were all from this Lang. Dry wooden handwriting.

Shang Wanchu left him in this barren mountain, led his team, and Shi Shiran left.

Lang Ganmu pulled his cage and went in another direction.

Lin Kongzhi didn't ask him where he was going, and the two of them just walked to a narrow alley, where gangsters, thieves and gamblers usually hang out. Of course, flesh and blood business is indispensable.

I saw Lang Ganmu looking for five wretched men, who seemed to be whispering something, then took out a large amount of silver bills and stuffed them into the hands of those men, both sides showed that indescribable smile.

Lang Ganmu finally gave the key to the locked cage to the big man, and then left with a smile on his face.

"You first?"

"Me first? This kid is pretty, but you want me first?"

"Let you go back, better hurry up!"

At this time, Lin Kongzhi really felt the fear. He raised his hand to protect himself, but the light on his fingertips flickered, and he couldn't raise any strength at all, as if he had gained all his strength overnight. Lost in general...

Lin Kongzhi suddenly remembered the pot of water that Lang Ganmu handed him...

Lin Kongzhi sighed, Lin Kongzhi, Lin Kongzhi, you are really not afraid of anything when you are about to die, and you even lost your mind...

Several big men laughed and dragged Lin Kongzhi out of the cage and dragged him to the corner of a dead end.

"Why does this kid smell so bad?"

"Oh, why do you still care about this at this time? Hurry up and go back to gambling!"

"Come on, come on, do me a favor, pick this kid up..."

Just when Lin Kongzhi wanted to struggle, a strong wind passed by, and the five big men fell down without any warning, without even breathing.

Lin Kongzhi supported the wall behind him and tried his best to stand up: "It's rare that you still think about saving me."

Luo Qiufeng smiled: "At least we are allies now, if we don't save you, I will feel uneasy."

"Shao Yin Yang spoke strangely, did Wen Yi go to your place?"

Luo Qiufeng nodded: "That's right, he went to my place, and I'm helping him remove the last seal of the Nether Bloodstone."

When Lin Kongzhi heard the words, he didn't react too much, instead he responded very flatly, and didn't speak again.

"Oh, by the way, by the way, Ying Moli is already mine."

Lin Kongzhi was not too surprised: "Then congratulations."

"You have provided me with such great help, how can I thank you?"

"You don't need to thank me. If you want to thank me, return the seven glasses of wine that you owe me."

Luo Qiufeng sneered: "What do you mean?"

"What do you think I mean?" Lin Kongzhi smiled pitifully.

This person looks normal, and he keeps saying that he wants to kill Shang Wanchu, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable. In fact, he is planning all of this for himself. Once there is a tilt of interest, he will definitely use all means to come from it. Save.

Any allies, any friends are just a way for him to protect himself.

Who is the lunatic, and who is more lunatic than the other, has yet to be determined, right?

Talking about the seven glasses of wine at this time, and mentioning the things before that, is undoubtedly the strongest irony for him.

"You think I won't kill you?" Luo Qiufeng's Chichen had already been unsheathed, and the cold sword slowly approached Lin Kongzhi's neck.

"Yes."

"Do you think Wen Yi will listen to you now, and I can't do without you? Let me tell you, I've changed my mind now." Luo Qiufeng yanked off the bracelet on his wrist, "You're dead, Do you think he will go crazy?"

"Crazy." Lin Kongzhi scolded angrily.

Don't even think about it, Wen Yi will definitely go crazy.

Luo Qiufeng pinched the back of Lin Kongzhi's neck and flashed to an abyss in an instant: "Of course I won't let you die, but it's always good to let you disappear for a while. Whether you can live or not depends on your luck."

Luo Qiufeng pushed Lin Kongzhi into the abyss without hesitation.

The momentary weightlessness aroused Lin Kongzhi's desire to survive for a moment, but when he saw the clouds and mist drifting past, the originally not strong desire for survival dissipated in an instant.

I was originally alone, just like a cloud in the sky, with no support and no support, and was blown by the wind and scattered in the world, no more worries.

What about this world to me?

But Lin Kongzhi never expected that he would be caught by the dead wood that crossed out.

The dead wood swayed tremblingly for a while, and it was so steady to hold him.

Lin Kongzhi closed his eyes and sighed, it seemed that his life was not to die.

Could it be that he was hung on a tree waiting to die?

Then wait for death like this.

Lin Kongzhi closed his eyes, intending to rest his mind.

However, at this moment, rustling footsteps were suddenly heard, someone walking over the dead wood branches and leaves in the abyss.

Lin Kongzhi couldn't help but opened his eyes and took a look. It's okay not to look at it, but his mood was unparalleled when he looked at it.

The person who walked over happened to be his master, Wood Pen Doctor Immortal.

His master obviously saw him, but he only stayed for a moment, picked up some stones and went back, ignoring Lin Kongzhi at all.

Hey, it seems that the master is also disappointed in him. He has accepted such a disciple in his life, and he has done so many stupid things. He probably wanted to kill him long ago to clear the master.

In this way, Lin Kongzhi hung on the tree and fell asleep for a long time.

Until his master took a rag and rolled him up, and dragged him back to the cabin.

Lin Kongzhi's wounds all over his body were pulled and rubbed back and forth like this, and they would all crack again and ooze blood.

In a familiar place, Lin Kongzhi passed out completely at this moment.

Mu Bi glanced at his miserable apprentice, but in desperation, he sighed silently, pity that he is an old bone, and still has to take care of this scourge.

When Lin Kongzhi woke up again, it was already three days later.

Lin Kongzhi tried to move, but found that he couldn't move at all. The reason was not only that his whole body was wrapped in a thick layer of cloth, but more fundamentally, his master had tapped his acupuncture points.

After many years of traveling, it has been a long time since I have tasted the feeling of being acupunctured.

This is really both long-lost and uncomfortable.

"woke up?"

"Thank you Master for saving your life." Lin Kongzhi tried to open his mouth to speak, but he couldn't make a sound, only a series of gasping sounds.

"There is nothing wrong with the bones, but the internal and external injuries are too serious. It is best not to move for a few days, so as not to open the wound again."

"it is good……"

Lin Kongzhi stared at Fang Liang for a while, then suddenly asked, "Master, I haven't taken the bottle of medicine you gave me these days."

"You deserve it when you die. You didn't let you spoil the life you managed to save back then." Mu Bi was obviously sullen.

"Speaking of which, Master, where did you rescue me back then? Why can't I remember the memories before I was three years old?"

"In the ditch."

"and then?"

The wooden pen was pounding medicine beside the table, apparently unwilling to answer Lin Kongzhi's questions anymore.

"Hey...Master, it's been so many years, what's the point of you keeping it a secret?"

"What's the point if you know it?"

"At least...you won't be confused..."

When he thought of the endless water area, the raging fire, and the fiery red sword in his dream, he felt palpitations and uneasiness.

"People, sometimes you have to live in a daze in order to avoid a lot of troubles."

Lin Kongzhi smiled and said, "Yo, Master, it's rare for you to give me a life philosophy."

Mubi glanced at him and said nothing.

"But... I am destined to have a lot of troubles, Master, just tell me."

"What troubles? You asked for it yourself!" The force of the wooden pen pounding the medicine suddenly increased, "Why did you promise Luo Qiufeng to go to Congji Pavilion? What kind of apprentice did you accept? What are you doing to protect that girl? Kid? Let me tell you, you brought all these troubles on yourself, and don’t blame others for your ugly appearance! You have brought all this on yourself!”

"But this is all voluntary."

A simple sentence interrupted all the thoughts of the wooden pen to continue cursing.

"I was seriously injured when I killed the Mawei sect. It was Luo Qiufeng who saved me. I promised him to go to Congji Pavilion to repay his kindness. I protected that kid from behind to keep my promise."

Mu Bi sighed, and his tone turned a little gentler: "It's good for you to have your own opinions, and your sincere affection and nature are also appreciated by the teacher, but... well, do you know that your life was originally a life of stealing life? Back then I I rescued you from the ditch, you were almost out of breath, and I tried to save you at that time, but with your state back then, you would definitely not live to be 20 years old."

"Didn't I survive?" Lin Kongzhi smiled wryly.

"That's because you strived for it. You entered the realm of transformation at the age of twenty-nine, prolonging your lifespan. Otherwise, do you think you can live until now?!"

"Master... You have said so much, but you still refuse to tell me about my life experience?"

"So what if I told you? Are you going to take revenge?"

"……maybe."

"Forget it. With your current state, it would be nice to be able to restore your body to a normal person's. You are still counting on your kung fu to come back? Don't daydream."

"Actually, I can guess a little bit if you don't tell me."

The wooden pen was slightly taken aback.

"Luo Qiufeng, the real culprit who killed my whole family, right?"

That scarlet sword came out of the red dust in Luo Qiufeng's hand. Where in the world is there such a blood-red sword.

"Since you already know, why bother to ask again."

"I want to know why."

"What other reason could there be? It's not just one of the many sects that were sacrificed during the battle between the good and evil factions in those years."

Lin Kongzhi closed his eyes wearily: "Then... am I the only one who survived?"

"I heard that you have a brother who was secretly sent away by your parents. I don't know where he is now."

"...Thank you, Master."

It turns out that the feeling of knowing the truth is not so good.

But at least a little sense of home can be found, even if it no longer exists.

The author has something to say: Preview of the next chapter: Ying Moli smiled wryly: "Long time no see."

Xu Yifeng shook Ying Moli's hand violently: "How could this be..."