After the master's ascension

Lu Wangyu slowly applied medicine to Zhiyue, but his heart was heavy with boulders, and he couldn't breathe.

What Wushu said, the contract enforcement heard.

His heart was like a frozen cellar, but his face still had a gentle expression, and his hands were carefully bandaged.

Lu Wangyu felt himself caught in a weird situation.

He wanted to expose the events of the past, tear up those old scars, and reveal the bloodiest side.

He wanted to beg for mercy, to get the last bit of sympathy from the contract enforcement.

I wanted to tell him that everything Wushu said was wrong.

But is it really all wrong...

Lu Wangyu lowered his eyes silently, concealing the faint trace of gloom in his eyes.

He didn't dare to guess whether his so-called "bloody" wound would be just a laughing stock, an insignificant topic of conversation, or an insignificant matter in the eyes of others.

And he couldn't, and he didn't want to use his past to explain away the murders he committed.

Therefore, he still wanted to tightly cover his last disguise.

He only wanted to be Lu Wangyu, the Wei Qian disciple who was "unwilling to be trapped to death in this cage".

I just want to be the clean senior brother in Zhiyue's heart.

Dasheng is his hell, and it is his blood-stained Shura battlefield.

No one is clean, and he is no exception.

But it can't be hidden, just like paper can't wrap fire.He knows that the execution of the contract has unconditional trust in him.So as long as he doesn't say anything, he will never mention it when he executes the contract.

But if one day in the future, Zhi Yue hears about his so-called "past" and learns about his so-called "bad deeds" from people like Wushu...

How will it end then?

He slowly opened his mouth after deliberation.

Just like telling stories to Xiao Zhiyue when he was young, he slowly said: "Zhiyue, have you ever heard such a hexagram?"

He raised his eyes, the familiar focus and tenderness were still in his eyes.

"Keep your heart in the face of confusion, and the world will fall."

Wei Zhiyue looked into his eyes, he seemed to have guessed something, but he didn't say a word, just shook his head slightly.

Lu Wangyu hooked his lips into a smile, then lowered his head and began to apply the medicine carefully.

The white powder was gently applied to the wound, and he told the story.

"This is the hexagram that Foxin Temple calculated based on the bleakness of the Ziwei star in the banquet capital back then. What surprised them the most was that this hexagram started from Dasheng and ended in Xuanhuan."

It started from Dasheng and ended in Xuanhuan.

Wei Zhiyue's heart trembled, he suddenly felt his voice was a little dry and hoarse, and he vaguely had a bad guess in his heart.

This sentence shows that although the disaster is only beginning to appear in Dasheng, the mortal court, in the end, it will spread and even overthrow the entire Xuanhuan world.

It is an extremely serious hexagram.

Lu Wangyu didn't seem to notice the stagnation of the atmosphere at all, he looked natural, as if he was just telling a story about someone else, and said: "The person who should answer the hexagram is me."

"Brother..." Wei Zhiyue hastily interrupted him.

For some reason, he had a very bad premonition, and his heart was beating dully in his chest.

He felt that if he let his senior brother continue, he would hear something that he absolutely didn't want to hear.

However, Lu Wangyu rejected his unspoken request, tearing through the last fig leaf word by word.

"Reverend Tu Fan invited his friends to investigate the change. If necessary, he will be executed on the spot."

Wei Zhiyue's eye sockets became wet in an instant, and the corners of his eyes were slightly red, but he tried his best to suppress his rapid heartbeat.

True Tu Fan's best friend can only be their master——Wei Qian.

Back then, did the master go to see the senior brother because of such a result?

Lu Wangyu paused, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, but he didn't continue immediately, he smiled indifferently, affirming the answer.

"But later, Master felt that the decision to execute was too much, so he accepted me as a disciple and wanted to reverse this destiny."

"And before that, as a major general of Dasheng, I was ordered to garrison the border town. I always wanted to make some great achievements, so I led troops to encircle and suppress the ancient Yue royal court who invaded the border town at that time."

"Coincidentally, Master Liaochen of Foxin Temple is a member of the Guyue tribe. Therefore, there is a hatred between us for exterminating the clan and blood, so he asked Master Tu Fan to get rid of me immediately... But the master refused, and the master also made a guarantee , if I disagree, he will do it himself..."

"In this way, I can gain a foothold in the cultivation world."

Wei Zhiyue finally understood why Wushu insisted that his senior brother was a treacherous person, and pursued them so hard.

It's just that the grievances of the previous generation have been passed down again, and it has become even worse.

However, Lu Wangyu did not give Wei Zhiyue a chance to defend himself. He continued: "Actually, the imperial court's order at that time was to recruit peace. They hoped that Gu Yue would bow his head and pay tribute every year. But for the sake of merit, I took advantage of the victory and pursued, and the journey was unimpeded They smashed their royal court, annihilated their Chiya army, and made Gu Yue completely change his surname to Dasheng."

He raised his eyes, and there seemed to be a thousand words in his eyes, but there was nothing in them.

He just bit down every word clearly, as if speaking to the person in front of him, but also as if speaking to himself.

"At that time, I knew that their peace books had already left the royal court, but I still didn't give them a chance to stand up."

He thought almost masochistically: You see, I am such a bad person.Every grievance must be punished, weeding out the roots, and never leaving anyone with a glimmer of hope.

Lu Wangyu felt his hand was slowly held back, and then a soft question came from above.

"Brother, what did Gu Yue do..."

Lu Wangyu was slightly taken aback, he looked into Wei Zhiyue's eyes, there was no disappointment or doubt as he imagined, there was only complete trust.

"Gu Yue must have done something to make you so angry..." Wei Zhiyue continued.

The senior he knew was definitely not the kind of person who would act like this for the sake of fame and fortune.

Lu Wangyu didn't expect him to ask such a question, and the past was caught off guard like this.

He silently lowered his eyes, smiled, concealed all his emotions, and just replied lightly: "They ambushed my father... There were 200 guards, and none of them survived. In fact, there are not so many reasons. It's just revenge."

His hand was tightened, another soft question.

"Brother, did you hurt the people of Guyue?"

Lu Wangyu covered the hand holding the contract with both hands, as if he had enveloped the faint flame of the final redemption in his palm.

He shook his head slowly, and said: "If you subdue him, you must not disturb the people, and the one who ambushed my father was the Chiya army. There is a grievance and a debtor. I only destroy the royal court and punish Chiya, and I won't attack ordinary people. "

Wei Zhiyue felt relieved, all the gloom in his heart dissipated, he breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes were clear, like the lingering torrent under the spring rain, and said: "I just said, brother is not a bad person."

He explained: "I'm very glad, brother, that you didn't hurt the innocent... Although dynasties have changed and there are frequent disputes between the two countries, if they insist that we give an explanation for the destruction of Gu Yue, then we will have to wait until the completion of the relationship with the Rong Sheng Mansion." After the agreement, we will go together."

"Whatever the outcome, we will face it together."

The boulder on Lu Wangyu's heart fell, making a muffled sound as it fell heavily to the ground.

He slowly put his head on the hands they held, like a tired and lonely traveler, finally found a place to rest.

He didn't mention the turbulent undercurrent under the calm appearance of the Dasheng court after the ambush.

He didn't say that he guarded the general's mansion alone and fought alone day and night.

He didn't mention the endless stream of assassins who visited the door.

He didn't even mention that at that time, defeating Gu Yue was his only choice.

Only by defeating Guyue, can he fight a bloody path for the [-] soldiers of the Dingyuan Army surrounded by wolves.

During that period of time, he hastily took over the burden of General Dingyuan's mansion, carrying the lives of hundreds of thousands of soldiers on his shoulders, circling among wolves, tigers and leopards.

The always amiable uncle sent batch after batch of killers.The always loyal father's subordinates used him as a target to fight for military power.

He carries a knife day and night, not daring to sleep soundly.Because he couldn't guess when the secret agents of the general's mansion would cooperate with the assassin inside and outside, sneak into his room and give him a fatal blow.

Since then, he has kept the knife in his sleeve, and the first moment he wakes up, his thoughts are clear.

He swallowed all the hardships and summed them up with "personal enmity".

Because he knew that this kind of scheming has always been based on the blood of others, and the lives of innocent people as a bet.

Those people were not clean, and he, who was forced to participate in it, was not very clean either.

The so-called passive entry and unwillingness to be slaughtered can never be used as an excuse to excuse the sins in one's own hands.

He has always been unwilling and disdainful to use those pasts to justify his murder.

But even so, Zhiyue can still trust him as always, can accept his mistakes frankly, and then make a firm promise to accompany him to be punished after completing these things.

The master was very kind to him, but maybe the timing of their meeting was too unlucky and the process was too shameful, so he was always separated from the master.

Treating him well does not conflict with monitoring him.

He never doubted that on the day when he truly became a disaster for the world, the master would execute him personally as he promised.

But even then, he will not blame Master, he will let Master fulfill his promise smoothly, and let the sword in Master's hand be stably inserted into his chest.

Because that's one of the best people in the whole world to him.The kindness of dripping water should be repaid by springs, and he will never make things difficult for Master.

But now, he knows the difference between enforcing the contract and the master.

When he is spurned by the world, the contract will not leave, and on the day when he becomes the so-called Shura of Disaster, the contract will stand in front of him.

Brother is not a bad person.

These words will be the reins of his life, the restraint of not deviating from the right path, and of good intentions for the rest of his life.

He will never betray that trust, and never allow himself to be set down that path of destruction.

He would never, let that day come.