Jianling

When Meng Xingling left Shen Xuan, he agreed with Shen's family that he would take him back to reunite with his family every Qingming Festival and Chinese New Year.Mr. Shen was worried that his only son would be homeless, but at that time Shen Tianzhu was extremely assertive, coupled with the instigation by the demon Daoist Meng Xing, the ten-year-old kid's heart was like a rock, and he would rather die than change.What's more, Meng Xing saw that he was indeed a celestial spirit, with a great reputation, he had captured many lonely and wild ghosts for ten miles and eight villages, and spread the Taoism thought far and wide.

So at that time, Mr. Shen let him go mournfully, and bowed tremblingly to Meng Xing: "Yuan Yuan has a bad temper, Daoist, please pay more attention—my family does not want Yuan Yuan to learn any immortality, as long as he lives Peace is good enough."

Meng Xing responded one by one.

After walking ten miles, Meng Xing suddenly turned his head solemnly. Zhong Xuan waited expectantly for his order, only to hear the master say: "So your name is Yuan Yuan?"

"..." Zhong Xuan paused, "It's my mother's baby name."

"Yuan Yuan." Meng Xing's word read the name in a round, and a laughed burst out.

Shen Yuanyuan: "..." Dry.

But now, it is approaching Qingming.

When the two of them walked to Shen's residence, it was already dark, and along the way, there were a lot of pots at the door of people's houses, and the paper money was lighted up, the flames swayed and danced, like the only living thing in the night.

But this time Qingming is especially deserted.

Wang Banxian at the street corner closed his stall with trembling legs, just in time when he saw a white-clothed Taoist priest coming from afar, he rubbed his old eyes and called out in surprise: "Meng Taoist priest?"

Chongzhongxuan had served the drunk Meng Xing for a long time, and now he was very tired. Meng Xingxuan was overwhelmed, so he hugged Chongzhongxuan in his arms, holding the boy's buttocks like a child, coaxing him to sleep first, Hearing Wang Banxian's call, he also looked back: "Huh?"

Wang Banxian trotted over in a few steps, and saw Shen Zhongxuan was sleeping soundly with Meng Xing's neck around him, so he dared to ask softly, "Don't go any further...you don't know the Shen family..."

After all, Meng Xing is a member of the rivers and lakes. Hearing his tone, his expression was cautious and full of regret. He already had a vague sense of it. He lowered his head slightly and found that his heavy breathing was still long. Fang frowned and asked softly: "What's wrong with the Shen family?" ?”

Wang Banxian sighed, and made a movement of wiping his neck: "It's been more than half a month... It's all gone overnight."

Meng Xing was startled. Nearly [-] members of Shen's family died overnight. This is indeed the handiwork of Jianghu people—but ordinary Jianghu people, whoever knows the drunken sword, all know his only precious apprentice It is the Shen family in Yangchuan, if they dare to touch the Shen family, they are naturally their enemies.

Who would dare to take the risk of becoming his enemy and kill a group of young and old in the Shen family?

The Shen family is no more than a family of merchants, so who can they mess with?

Meng Xing wanted to ask again, but when he heard Zhong Xuan's sleepy words, he was so frightened that he quickly bowed to Wang Banxian to thank him, and with Chong Xuan in his arms, he went to the nearest inn to settle temporarily.

Damn it, how did you get into such trouble?

Dare to slaughter the whole family overnight, this kind of method is definitely not something that ordinary people in the world would dare to do... Damn it.It's rare for Meng Xing to swear in his heart, he has always followed his master, and let him be in all directions, I am as motionless as a mountain—Bah!How can this be as immovable as a mountain!The relatives of the apprentice, all disappeared overnight!

Meng Xing was particularly troubled. It was true that he took Chong Xuan as his apprentice not only because of Shen's family wealth, but he never wanted to avenge his family's blood for others.He suddenly remembered that Meng Wubei suddenly called him away before he sat down. This Yinxian never lost a bit of grace when he died: "I have... many sins in my life, I am afraid that they will be imposed on you in the future."

Meng Xing said in his heart: "Don't be afraid, dear master, this is really coming."

Shen Zhongxuan was still dreaming, but Meng Xing couldn't sleep, so he simply went out, and he didn't forget to close the door lightly when he was done, for fear of disturbing Zhong Xuan.

Meng Wubei saw in his early years that this son was sentimental and fickle. Fortunately, sincerity does not need to be taken lightly, and he has to take care of the whole body, so that he will not go astray like Xiao Shuhua; Difficult to grow long.But Meng Xing never took it seriously, he just thought it was because he was too busy when he was old, and he was worried all day long like a woman's boudoir, hurting the spring and autumn, nothing more than that.

Now Meng Xing is also introspective.

Do you care about this matter?

Regardless, look at this method of killing, cutting grass and roots without leaving any room, killing them all overnight, what kind of decisive killing, what kind of deep-seated hatred?But if it is said to cut the weeds and eradicate the roots, why didn't this person come and eradicate Zhong Xuan together?Was it because he was afraid of him, or did he and Shen Zhongxuan never take him and Shen Chongxuan seriously?Furthermore, does this hatred have anything to do with Shen Chongxuan?Why did the family of merchants catch up with the grievances of the rivers and lakes?

No matter, he has been Chong Xuan's master for three years, and the Shen family provided him with delicious food and drink, so it seems unreasonable to let him go?And if people know that he can't even avenge his apprentice's revenge when he's drunk with a sword, it's really laughable... He wished that people in the world would not think of him. crying...

Meng Xing pressed his aching heart, and punched himself hard: You can't ignore it as a teacher.

Shen Chongxuan, who was born to be spoiled, is willing to endure hardships and hardships with him, not to mention...Meng Xing glanced at the sword in Zhongxuan's arms. , the end of the fringe is old, and the smoke is still mixed with a lot of dark red blood stains that cannot be cleaned, which clearly shows how bloodthirsty the original owner of this sword is.

Meng Xing closed his eyes and meditated. The shape of the long sword was almost the same as the sword he remembered that Meng Wubei would often wipe. However, Meng Wubei didn't like to kill. After meeting Xiao Shuhua, he mostly used Yulouchun, so the sword was well maintained. Jiansui is still a very elegant smoky green.

Meng Xing didn't want to think about it, but at this moment he remembered the internal strength that Shen Shen's Xuanmai Sect had earlier - its depth was not like that of a rich kid who had never been immersed in martial arts.

It was too unbelievable, so Meng Xing stopped thinking about it.

Let's take care of this matter.

Meng Xing thought to himself, Meng Wubei and Xiao Shuhua were all dead, and the third one who could control him didn't know where to feed him.

He suddenly remembered that the gang of teeth he met when he sneaked down the mountain a few years ago were tied up for three whole days, which made him feel ashamed.Thinking of Meng Wubei's indifferent attitude of letting go of life and death for many years, the young Meng Xing had no chances at all, and only hoped that he could have food and drink, and he would admit it when he sold it to a brothel.

Until there was a sudden killing sound outside the door, his ears fluttered, and the tears on his eyelashes were still wet. He only heard a clang, and Meng Wubei broke in with a cold face. , and behind him was a pile of corpses.

Meng Wubei doesn't like to kill, and hates to be stained with blood. Meng Xing didn't learn anything else, but he learned these two points thoroughly. Seeing Meng Wubei's white robe stained with blood, his brows and eyes were stern, and he just felt that the upright and light-hearted man in the past The indifferent Baopuzi suddenly became a cold-faced killing god like a Shouzhenjun—until Meng Wubei saw that he was intact, he lowered his eyelids and raised his sleeve to wipe away the few drops of blood splashed on his cheek: "Let's go. "

"...Thank you, Master."

Meng Wubei paused slightly, looked back at him, as if he didn't understand why he said such words.

"I caused trouble for Master.... Master don't need to worry about me. After all, I..." Meng Xing wanted to say a lot, but because his tears were not dry, he couldn't finish the sentence for a long time. Meng Wubei sighed softly, Wiping the blood from his hand on the corner of his clothes, he stretched out his hand: "You are my apprentice, so don't worry about anything."

That was the most tender sentence Meng Wubei said to him, so many years later, Meng Xing still remembered it, because of that sentence, he was willing to thank his teacher, so he stopped trying to fight Xiao Shuhua to the death.

With your teacher's kindness, I will pay my family's revenge, and I will not owe you anything from now on.

This is Meng Xing's way.

Meng Xing returned to the room, closed his eyes, and finally felt the belated tiredness. However, the sky was turning pale, and he would wake up soon. Meng Xing raised his hand to smooth his frown that had been wrinkled all night. Before retreating, Meng Xing simply put his arms around Chong Xuan, and leaned on the bed for a short sleep, still thinking about everything in his mind.

The matter of the Shen family has been reported to the government, but there has been no response from the government for a long time, it must be bullying Shen Xuan, who is traveling abroad, and is too young to make people feel ashamed. , It is not too tasteless to directly give Zhulian Jiuzu a heavy Xuan alone.

"...Master?" Shen Zhongxuan couldn't bear being hugged by him, and finally opened his eyes unbearably, but saw Meng Xing's eyes half-opened, with a rare look of tiredness: "Are you awake?"

"You... haven't slept all night?" Shen Zhongxuan moved his arms, numb from Meng Xing's pressure, but Meng Xing didn't want to coax him about these trivial matters, so he just raised his hand to tap his forehead, took a breath and said, "Yuan Yuan , Let me tell you one thing for the teacher."

"...you are 13 years old." Meng Xing held his hand, Shen Zhongxuan had tasted the breath he was trying to suppress, interrupted: "Let me guess."

"You drank too much and owed money?"

Meng Xing shook his head.

"Did you drink too much and bully the girl who hasn't left the court?"

Meng Xing shook his head.

"You drank too much..."

"The Shen family is gone." Meng Xing said flatly, "Yuan Yuan, your family is gone."

Shen Zhongxuan was stunned.

Then, the young boy suddenly stood up, ignoring the mess of his clothes, and made a gesture to run out of the room. Meng Xing quickly reached out and picked him up, took him back into his arms, and coaxed in a trembling voice: "Yuan Yuan, Xuan Bao, this is what Wang Banxian told me, please calm down first."

"He lied!" Shen Zhongxuan scolded, but suddenly there were big tears in his eyes, "He lied to me the most! Earlier he said that I was a child picked up by my father!"

"Yuanyuan, he doesn't need to joke about this kind of thing..."

"You're lying too!"

Meng Xing was silent, his arms slowly retracted, his eyes darkened: "My teacher doesn't allow you to go, but just to let you think about it. If you insist on asking for death, it has nothing to do with me."

Shen Zhongxuan jumped up suddenly, stabbing straight out of the door like a sword drawn from its sheath, Meng Xing closed the door with a flick of his sleeve, and followed closely behind.

The Shen family's mansion is also a well-known big family in Yangchuan. When it was open to the world, the restrictions on merchants were far less than in the previous dynasty, so the Shen family's generation of merchants came to the fore.The mansion was originally supposed to be carved beams and horizontal sills, with flowers climbing on the buildings, and a small garden on the side. It was an extremely elegant and rich scene, but when Meng Xing arrived, he saw only a curled up figure trembling outside the ruins amidst the ruins.

"..." Meng Xing stepped forward slowly and stretched out a hand to him. Shen Zhongxuan didn't respond, but asked in a hoarse voice, "Who is it?"

Meng Xing leaned down to hold him: "I don't know."

"...I want revenge." Shen Zhongxuan said, he raised his head abruptly, his eyes that were usually as clear as mountain springs seemed to be full of blood red, Meng Xing frowned slightly, and found that his lips were already stained with blood from bitten teeth, So he wiped his blood with his hand, and said softly: "Okay."

Shen Zhongxuan suddenly sobbed and cried loudly, and rushed towards Meng Xing, crying uncontrollably: "Master, master...why, why?"

Meng Xing suddenly remembered that Prince Gong's mansion was so dilapidated back then. Compared with Shen's mansion today, there were more corpses all over the floor and rivers of blood. He lay under the bed and saw Fu Suoqiu's limp body with his own eyes. When Meng Wubei stretched out his hand to him, , he also wanted to ask: why.

But he didn't ask, because he knew that Meng Wubei was not a warm person.

Meng Xing was silent for a moment - he was not a warm person either.

But he raised his arms and hugged the little apprentice in his arms, coaxing him softly, exhausting all the tenderness in his life: "This is my teacher, no one will dare to bully you anymore."

He said to Shen Shenxuan, like he said to Chu Jingxing back then.

"You are my apprentice, you don't have to worry about anything."