[Xue Xiao] Don't know dreams

"Where did it come from?"

"...the priest gave it to me."

The young Xue Yang leaned on the window sill, took out the dagger Xiao Xingchen had given him from his pocket, looked at it for a while, carefully put it into his pocket, and then took it out from his pocket to play with again.

"When he was hunting at night, he found this ancient weapon in a cave, and sealed it for my self-defense."

Meng Yao, who was also young, had bruises on her face, and quietly watched Xue Yang repeating and repeating tirelessly.Meng Yao's life in the brothel with his mother has never been difficult, and he has long been used to this little injury.

"When will you go back to your Lanlingjin family?"

"Let's go in two days, wait... Mother's health is better."

Wait until the bruises on your face fade away...

"Your mother is going too?"

"She can't walk that far."

She didn't want to walk this road again, but blood is thicker than water, and her son might be able to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors. She could cruelly break her own thoughts, but she had to think about her son.He is still young, and he is extremely intelligent, he can learn everything in no time. She looks forward to seeing a little cinnabar between her son's eyebrows one day, and a white gold robe with snow waves and golden stars embroidered on his chest.She never thought that she was the same as those women who were abandoned by Jin Guangshan, even if she could not be Jin Guangshan's wife and concubine, she would at least be the mother of Lanling Jin's heirs.

After all, Meng Shi couldn't wait for that day, and died before Meng Yao set off.

"When you return to Lanling's family, remember to be kind to everyone, there are many relatives there..."

Although Meng Yao always had doubts, she still harbored a sweet dream woven by her mother until she was kicked off the Jin family's doorstep, and the pain all over her body made everything clear.

Since I am a descendant of the Jin family, why did I grow up in a brothel?Why no one came to pick up our mother and child?Why have you never seen your father's face?

He figured everything out, but in this embarrassing way.

He stumbled and walked on the street, and suddenly saw a dark and air-tight cage above a large courtyard, and ghosts and wolves seemed to be crying in his ears.

There were thunderstorms and strong winds, and the people in the streets and alleys fled in a hurry. Instead, he went against the crowd and walked towards the extremely unusual dark place.

As soon as she reached the door, a strong smell of blood came over her face, and Meng Yao stepped into it nonchalantly.Regarding life and death, what joy is there and what fear is there?

There were several corpses lying in the courtyard. Rather than being wounded by swords or knives, they looked more like the tragedy of their bodies being torn apart, with blood splattered everywhere.

Such a way to die is straightforward.I don't know if the murderer is willing to charge more heads.

Meng Yao followed the corpse slowly, all the way to the hall, and saw the murderer whose robe was stained with blood.

He hangs his head down, his whole body trembling faintly, I don't know if it's because of excitement or fear.

It would not be difficult for such a murderer to kill another person.

Meng Yao's black and white eyes widened instantly. Apart from feeling the despair of life and the joy of death, he also found something familiar.

A simple and unpretentious dagger!

The dagger in my memory never left the hand of the tiger-toothed boy, but at this moment it was held in the hands of the murderer in front of him, and the evil spirit around him came from this dagger.

"It turned out to be you! Xue Yang?"

The man turned his head slowly when he heard the words, suddenly the dagger slipped from his hand, he staggered and almost fell.

Meng Yao hurried forward to support him.

The Yin Qi dissipated, and the soul wept to stop.

"You are hurt?"

Xue Yang shook his head, and it took him a long time to say, "It's a lie, it still hurts."

Meng Yao was puzzled: "What?"

The young man in front of him suddenly smiled and said, "What should I call you now? Young Master of the Jin family?"

Meng Yao pursed her lips and remained silent.

Xue Yang smiled even more: "I have found a way to take revenge."

He pushed Meng Yao away, picked up the dagger, tried to wipe off the blood on the dagger with bloody hands, but it was in vain, his finger was cut but he didn't care at all, so the dagger was stained with fresh blood.

Meng Yao frowned and said, "You're crazy."

Xue Yang laughed, and carefully put the dagger, which could no longer be wiped clean, into his arms, as usual.

"What is crazy is this world. This is just a bloodthirsty weapon. I let it out for a full meal. It seems that it has a bigger appetite."

"You must have removed its seal by yourself! The ancient weapon is extremely dark and fierce, can you control the curse of the thousand-year-old dead soul?"

"So you've seen what happened to the family."

Meng Yao thought of the plaque in this compound - "Eternal Mansion", this guy is indeed out for revenge.

Meng Yao heard this young man living on the street mention the priest who took good care of him, and he also mentioned the unquenchable hatred in his heart.Balancing the inner light and darkness is a must for everyone.Aren't the grievances and resentments that Meng Yao and her mother have suffered in the brothel for many years hidden behind a harmless smile?And Xue Yang's little finger is now costing more than a dozen lives of the Chang family, so why isn't he crazy?

Meng Yao backed away involuntarily, he suddenly felt that he didn't know the person in front of him at all.

"You are crazy!"

Xue Yang looked at him coldly: "Originally I just wanted to kill Chang Ping alone, but unfortunately his family saw him when I killed him. There is no other way, I can only kill them all."

This is only half true.

Fearing that Xiao Xingchen would always think about Xue Yang, the immortal specially took in a few teenagers who were about the same age as Xue Yang to practice.When Xue Yang met Xiao Xingchen on the mountain, his junior brother saw him, and his junior brother secretly ran to tell the immortal.The immortal sighed, and reached out to touch the black gourd around his waist.

When Xue Yang appeared in front of Xiao Xingchen again with a smile on his face, Xiao Xingchen didn't even slow down, and walked sideways with Xue Yang on the mountain path.

"Stardust... Daoist?"

The voice was trembling and uneasy.

Xiao Xingchen stopped, turned around and bowed, and asked, "What's the matter, young master?"

Xiao Xingchen's eyes were calm and gentle, but Xue Yang quickly read indescribable meaning from them.

Xue Yang's entire portrait was struck by five thunderbolts, and he stood there for a long time without being able to utter a word.

"If there is nothing else, please let me go ahead. Farewell!"

"Taoist, Taoist, it's me, why are you so strange today, calling me 'little son'?"

Xiao Xingchen stepped forward with a puzzled face, stared at Xue Yang's face, and said seriously: "I really don't recognize you..."

"I'm Xue Yang..."

Before the words were finished, two bouncing teenagers suddenly ran up the road. They were wearing neat and snow-white monk uniforms like Xiao Xingchen.

"Brother, let's go!"

Xiao Xingchen bid farewell to Xue Yang, followed his junior brother and turned to leave.

It’s not terrible to be abandoned by my parents, because I never know who my parents are; it’s not terrible to be bullied by others, because one day I can be bullied back when I become an adult; but why does my heart hurt when someone just turns a blind eye to me?

Xue Yang squatted on this road that Xiao Xingchen must pass every day, and the coolness of the mountains penetrated into his bones.

I walk on this green hill every day, but now it is so bleak, bald and cold.

There were footsteps beside me.

It must be the ghost of the immortal, what did he do to Taoist Master Xingchen, Xue Yang raised his head, his bright eyes were already flushed with anger.

The person standing in front of him was none other than the immortal he was looking for, Xiao Xingchen's master.

"You'd better go down the mountain."

"Why does Daoist Xingchen deny me?"

"If a practitioner is too deeply bonded with a secular person, he will not end well. At that time, wouldn't you be even more unacceptable? So doing this is good for both of you."

The lessons of the first two apprentices were vividly before his eyes, and the immortal did not hesitate this time, nor could he hesitate any longer.

"Daoist Master Xingchen doesn't recognize me...why?!" Xue Yang roared, completely ignoring what the immortal said.He just wanted to find out how Xiao Xingchen could...

Suddenly Xue Yang saw the gourd on the waist of the immortal. Xiao Xingchen once told him that the medicine in the red gourd can make people lose pain, and the medicine in the black gourd can make people lose memory.

"The medicine in the black gourd... Could it be..."

Xue Yang suddenly sprang up like a little leopard, and rushed towards the immortal.

The immortal flickered lightly, his movements light and graceful.

Xue Yang wasted no time, and fell headfirst to the ground, ignoring the pain, shouted loudly, and threw himself at the immortal again.

The immortal dodged left and right, and after going back and forth a few times, the immortal floated a foot away leisurely, but Xue Yang was bleeding from his head and gasping for breath.

"If you want the medicine in the gourd, I will give it to you."

"I'm going to show this medicine to Taoist Master Xingchen and tell him that we know each other."

"What's the use of this?" The immortal took down the black gourd from his waist, "There is no antidote at all, and he still won't recognize you. Maybe it will be a blessing for you to take this soul washing pill."

Xue Yang was stunned.

The immortal then left the red gourd, and said, "I can also leave you the Litong Pill. From tomorrow onwards, an enchantment will be laid on the top of the mountain, and the way up the mountain will be hidden. You must never come again."

After the immortal left, only Xue Yang was left staring at the two gourds in a daze.

Sure enough, as the immortal said, from the next day Xue Yang took two gourds and walked in the mountains, but no matter how he walked, he couldn't find the path up the mountain that he was so familiar with.He would return to the same place after going around and around, unable to take a step closer to the top of the mountain.He shouted with all his strength in the mountains, and the only answer he had was the echo that swayed in the valley.

He knew what the fairy said was true, so he ran around the town to ask if there was any medicine that could restore memory.After inquiring for a few days, someone took him to the shed next to the medicine shop, and the quack doctor with mustache ignored him.

"We have the medicine you want here, but why do you buy it?"

Xue Yang took out the black gourd and said, "I can change the medicine with medicine."

"What kind of medicine are you taking?"

"Soul Cleansing Pill!"

"what?"

"The medicine that can make people lose their memory!" Xue Yang was very anxious to see that he could get the medicine.

The doctor was taken aback for a moment, then he burst out laughing, and the people around him also laughed.

"If someone eats someone and makes him forget who he is, he won't be able to remember at all."

The doctor stroked his beard.

Xue Yang said anxiously: "Otherwise I will add Litong Pills together, it is said that it can make people lose the pain..."

Xue Yang continued to talk impatiently, but the doctor didn't want to listen anymore, he waved his hand unhurriedly, and a helper pushed Xue Yang out.

Until the evening, Xue Yang was still standing there with two gourds in his arms. The quack doctor pulled down the shed and whispered as he passed by him, "I've always been the only one who fooled others. I didn't expect you to be so brave, hahaha... "

"This is indeed the treasure of the fairy on the mountain!"

"Boy, go back to sleep and wake up!"

The quack doctor walked away, Xue Yang was extremely sad and indignant, it was obviously a real pill, but no one believed it, this damn pill could make the Taoist who loved him so much feel like a stranger to him, if he hadn't experienced it personally, it would be difficult for him to follow up confidence.If you can't convince the doctor, you won't be able to change the medicine to restore memory, and if you can't change the medicine to restore memory, you won't be able to make Xiao Xingchen remember him. How about looking for Xiao Xingchen?

The fact that I don't want to accept is in front of my eyes, I will never... never see Daoist Xingchen again, and Daoist Xingchen doesn't remember him at all, he is the only one who suffers from the beginning to the end.

His heart was clenched, and every time he took a breath, he would think of the back of Xiao Xingchen leading his little apprentice away from him. If there is really a medicine to stop the pain in the world, he would like to try it now.

His eyes wandered between the two gourds.If he had forgotten Xiao Xingchen, of course it would be over, but he still remembered that he had promised Xiao Xingchen that he would never take the medicine in the black gourd.

"Because if I forget Daoist Xingchen, I won't remember the way up the mountain, and Daoist won't come down the mountain to find me."

A casual sentence at that time turned out to be a prophecy.

He remembers the promises he gave, he remembers every word he said in the past, and he remembers all of Xiao Xingchen's gentle demeanor and heart-warming smile.Since he had to recollect the memories belonging to two people alone, he decided to bear the pain alone.

Xue Yang unscrewed the red gourd.

When I woke up, I felt the wound on my head was still there, but it didn't hurt anymore.

Xue Yang excitedly took out the dagger and cut his arm, and sure enough, the pain completely disappeared.

But thinking of Xiao Xingchen, his heart was still suffocating with pain.

The only thing the pill can cure is physical pain.

Xue Yang suddenly noticed that the dagger in his hand was trembling slightly, like a tongue that had tasted the sweetness was restless.After being stained with his own blood, Xue Yang felt that the dagger was thirsting for more.It took a long time for the dagger to return to its previous silence.

This ancient weapon was probably given to him by Taoist Master Xingchen who added multiple high-level seals.

It's exactly what I want, since the Taoist priest no longer protects me, then I don't want others to protect me anymore. The only reason for me to live is revenge!

Xue Yang saw the huge sinister energy hidden in the dagger, and through the sorcery of the heretical miscellaneous chapters, he untied the seal layer by layer.When he thought of Xiao Xingchen diligently consuming his spiritual power to seal it back then, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. The released spiritual power slowly flowed into Xue Yang's body. He closed his eyes silently, imagining that Xiao Xingchen was silently accompany.

After the last seal of the dagger was broken, Xue Yang went to seek revenge from Chang Ping.If Chang Ping hadn't crushed his finger, he wouldn't have met Xiao Xingchen, nor would he have encountered everything that followed.

The dagger tasted Chang Ping's blood and screamed countless ghosts.Taking advantage of Chang Ping's unpreparedness at home, Xue Yang killed him with a knife. Chang Ping may have been attached to the dagger, and was screaming hoarsely with the other grieving ghosts.

Xue Yang's head swelled too much.

Suddenly thunder fell, and the evil spirit released by the dagger pierced the sky.

Afterwards, Xue Yang couldn't figure out whether he killed Chang Ping's family or whether the dagger in his hand killed these dozens of people.

However, how much difference does it make?

In the bloody storm, the corners of his mouth twitched. He seemed to be holding back a laugh, but also seemed to be crying without tears.

All of this is your fault, Daoist Stardust!

"How do you plan to end up with a dozen lives?" Meng Yao angrily scolded.

Xue Yang shrugged: "Since you are here, you are more capable than me."

"Leave quickly, and pretend that there are many people committing murder here...but at most it can only be hidden for a while."

Xue Yang looked at Meng Yao strangely, and said, "I didn't expect you to think of a solution."

"Isn't that what you made me think?"

Xue Yang said with a smile: "It is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to do it. Sure enough, I am not mistaken, we are very similar."

Meng Yao glared at him.Before talking to Xue Yang, he would often look at the little beggar who was being kicked and punched at the street corner downstairs from the window.The little beggar never begs for food. He roams the streets and alleys all day long either stealing or robbing, and being caught is beaten severely.But he never had a long memory or changed his temper.Meng Yao secretly gave him the leftover cakes from the guests, but he never thanked her.In fact, Meng Yao didn't want him to change his temper. Without his mother, Meng Shi, he found it hard to say whether he would become the second Xue Yang.

Although the grievances and resentments that my mother had suffered in the brothel for many years were seemingly casually hidden behind a harmless smile, the piercing pain was always there.He remembered clearly everyone who had ever scolded or beaten Meng Yao, including those members of the Jin family who despised him in Lanling.Couldn't his years of resentment be called hatred?Remember the significance of each of their faces?

Meng Yao picked up Chang Ping's saber and stabbed at the body of the servant of Chang's family. After stabbing for a while, she pulled out the saber of the servant of Chang's family and slashed at Chang Ping and her family.The first time the sword in his hand touched the flesh of a person, what came to mind were the distorted faces of people who wished to kill them quickly.

Just by imagining it, he could feel the unconcealable joy enlarging his heart little by little.

"How does revenge feel?" Meng Yao couldn't help asking.

Xue Yang didn't answer right away, closed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth, as if enjoying himself for a while, he said, "You'll know after you try it, I can only tell you, it feels so good that you'll be addicted."

Meng Yao felt that he was about to go crazy, but he didn't panic in the slightest. Instead, he was calmer than ever. It was incredible to think about going crazy with an unusually calm mind.

"You said just now that you have found a way to get revenge. What is the way?"

"Keep killing, killing more people."

"You should really let your Taoist priest take good care of you."

Which pot does not open and which pot is lifted, Xue Yang said: "He has completely forgotten about me."

Meng Yao was startled, but quickly regained her composure: "No wonder, the only person who can control you forgets you."

"He clearly said that he would protect me..."

"Joke, now that you have such a fierce weapon in hand, who else do you need to protect?"

A trace of ungraspable sadness flashed across Xue Yang's face, and then he said with a smile, "Yeah, just use it to turn the world upside down. In case I'm caught someday, I'll say it was his instruction, hahahahahahaha!"

Forgotten by Xiao Xingchen, he never shed tears during the most painful time, but now Xue Yang is teased by himself.Tears kept flowing all over his face, mixed with blood, and slipped from the corner of his grinning mouth.

The immortal thought that if he was not allowed to go up the mountain, the bond between him and Xiao Xingchen could be severed. He thought that making Xiao Xingchen completely forget him would be a severance. The immortal was wrong, outrageously wrong.

Xue Yang laughed wildly, and burst into tears.

Seeing that Meng Yao didn't think it was enough after using the sword, he ran to the Chang family's weapon rack to take down the spear and halberd, and tortured the corpse again.

What a lot of fun!

That lunatic just said that I am a lunatic!

Very, very interesting!

Just look at how crazy a madman can go!

Smiling and laughing, he felt something different in his chest, and when he reached out to touch it, two lower ribs on the left side were broken.

When he raided Chang Ping, he didn't expect him to notice, Chang Ping turned around and swung a palm.Chang Ping prided herself on her palm strength, but to her surprise, Xue Yang's movements didn't stop at all because of the pain.The terrified expression on Chang Ping's face at the end seemed to tell that the one who killed him was not a person at all.