Pulling Together a Villain Reformation Strategy

Jiang Xunyi looked at the rice bowl in front of him, couldn't help sighing silently, slowly moved the chopsticks on the bowl, and moved cautiously, at the same time rolled his eyes at the table, thinking: "As soon as Master goes out, This old lady is at it again, crazy."

August 16th coincided with the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it was also the day that Immortal Master Timing brought him back [-] years ago according to legend, so it was also counted as Jiang Xunyi's birthday.A while ago, Immortal Master Timing only said that he was going to travel down the mountain, and left in a hurry without giving any details about his whereabouts. As everyone sits and eats together, the celebration of the festival falls on Zihui Sanren.

Everyone knows that Zihui Sanren doesn't like Jiang Xunyi.Although there is no way to investigate the reason, but as long as Jiang Xunyi is not in front of Immortal Master Timing, his uncle can always find faults and teach Jiang Xunyi a lesson based on the principle of "If there is no mistake, mistakes must be punished". But it was unshakable.Piansheng Jiang Xunyi has a stubborn personality. After being punished, he neither admits his mistakes nor complains. In addition, Zihui Sanren is his elder, so even if he is punished, the others have no way to deal with him, so it is not bad luck.

The master is not on the mountain, and even the woody Jiang Molou knows that this period of time is a high-risk period for Zihui Sanren's rabies attack, and he is also nervous. At this time, the banquet has not yet officially started. He sat next to Jiang Xunyi and met his senior brother He immediately touched him with his elbow and said in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Xunyi pointed at the bowl in front of him with his chin: "Here we go again. If someone hadn't deliberately placed this bowl here, I would have eaten the table today."

He didn't say that Jiang Molou hadn't noticed yet, but he was surprised when he heard the words and took a closer look, and said angrily, "Sacrifice bowl?"

The sacrificial bowls were originally enshrined before the heads of the past dynasties to condense incense. One for each person. The bottom of the bowl is engraved with all the achievements of the head in his life. It is polished with red stone in the extreme south, and is extremely precious. , I don't know who came up with the bad move, but actually stole it and used it for Jiang Xunyi's job.And he dared to be sure based on his many years of experience, either something was added to the meal, or something was tampered with on the bowl.

It's all fucking tricks.

Jiang Xunyi said: "Yes, you read that right, don't stare so wide. Molou, I advise you to sit a little far away from me, so as not to be troubled later."

Jiang Molou frowned, ignored Jiang Xunyi's words, and instead whispered angrily: "I don't know when the master will leave the customs. If this continues, it won't be..."

Before he finished speaking, Master Hui San had already entered, and all the disciples hurriedly stood up to greet him, and Jiang Xunyi also stood up, with no respect in his expression, looking at the ground boredly.

He is not a doormat, but Zihui Sanren is his uncle, and it is only natural for the elders to educate the younger generation. Jiang Xunyi wants to resist thoroughly, and the only way is to betray the sect.However, not to mention that Immortal Master Timing has nurtured him for more than ten years, Jiang Xunyi has a deep affection for the Lingyin sect, and if he can't do this, even according to the role of the plot, he is indeed a child who The dark mentality is distorted, and when he grows up, he hates the villain of the protagonist. These things have to be experienced.

Other books are sold poorly by the protagonist, but "Yunqi Tianlan" has a different approach, dividing the bitterness line and the coolness point into two, using him as a villain to abuse him, and Yun Xie is only responsible for the coolness, which is also a strange thing up.

After saluting, they all sat down. Jiang Xunyi knew that Zihui was going to make trouble when he saw the bowl, and he couldn't hide from it. Dip in the vegetable soup and draw beauties on the table for fun, which is particularly eye-catching among the disciples who bow their heads to eat.

The emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuch is in a hurry, Jiang Molou was only fifteen at that time, seeing him as a ruffian with a broken jar, I was worried first, where can I still eat?He randomly poked the rice in the bowl with his chopsticks a few times, then took a sneak peek at Zihui, and carefully touched Jiang Xunyi's knee with his leg underneath.

Jiang Xunyi kicked his leg back.

Jiang Molou: "..."

Forget it, his life status often switches between "being irritated by Jiang Xunyi" and "angry but unwilling to lose his temper with him for no reason", and he is used to it.

Zi Hui San said: "Jiang Xunyi, others are eating with their heads down, what are you doing?"

Jiang Xunyi said: "If you go back to Master Uncle, I'm not hungry today."

Zi Hui raised his eyebrows slightly, and Huang Yan yelled in feigned surprise: "Eh? Brother, what kind of bowl are you using? Why is it different from ours?"

Jiang Xunyi leaned on the back of the chair with his chest folded, and said lazily: "Junior Brother Huang, I think you are in the wrong profession. If your swordsmanship is half as good as your ability to see the wind and the wind, you won't be able to even Yujian now." I haven't learned it yet. Senior brother suggests that you stop practicing in Lingyin, and you might as well go to a teahouse to be a fan."

Zihui slapped the table violently, shaking the cups and plates in front of the surrounding people, and said angrily: "Presumptuous! Jiang Xunyi, you are a majestic cultivator, and as the chief disciple, you dare to openly speak in front of everyone!" How proper is it for a junior brother to spit out such commonplace words in front of him?"

The Mid-Autumn Festival, which was supposed to be good, turned so ugly that no one can eat it anymore.The disciples didn't dare to watch openly, so they had to bury their heads and count the rice grains in the bowl, and they didn't dare to show their atmosphere. Among them, there were many disciples who had good friends with Jiang Xunyi, but this happened not once or twice. Everyone knew that Zihui was in a fit of anger, and the more she interrupted the other party, the worse it would be. I was afraid that Jiang Xunyi would be punished even more, so no one said much.

So in the silence, the tiny cracking sound became clear, and under the eyes of everyone, the bowl in front of Jiang Xunyi shattered into several petals.

Jiang Xunyi glanced at the bowl boredly, unable to even pretend to be surprised.

Huang Yan's acting skills are very exaggerated: "Isn't this bowl the sacrificial bowl of Master Shangling?! Senior brother, you actually broke it!"

Jiang Molou suddenly got up and said angrily: "Huang Yan, don't you want to spit blood! That bowl is obviously..."

This single-minded silly boy, who usually maintains a mysterious temperament with a cold and handsome face, is born to be anxious every time he encounters Jiang Xunyi, and he immediately exposed his true colors. He was about to say "the bowl was broken by Uncle Zihui", but fortunately Jiang Xunyi had quick eyesight and quick hands, so he pressed him back on the seat and interrupted the rest of the conversation.

Jiang Xunyi put one hand on Jiang Molou's shoulder and suppressed him forcefully, but instead of looking at him, he smiled lazily at Huang Yan and said, "Uncle Zihui just 'lightly' patted the table. , Obviously other people's bowls are fine, why did mine break when I was born? It's obvious, I broke it before but didn't dare to say anything, and it was only discovered at this time, isn't it? "

Huang Yan: "..." The line was robbed.

Jiang Xunyi glanced at him disdainfully, and secretly squeezed Jiang Molou's shoulders under the cover of his sleeves to comfort him, got up from his seat, turned his head and walked away.

Zihui Sanren shouted: "Come back! Do you still have rules? What do you want to do?"

Jiang Xunyi said: "I beat the bowl, I'm guilty, I'm sorry for the sect, I'm sorry for the ancestors, go kneel in the ancestral hall."

Zi Hui San said: "You come back."

Jiang Xunyi was extremely impatient with her, but he had no choice but to walk back slowly.

Zi Hui San said: "Come to me."

Jiang Xunyi walked over and stood in front of her.He was already tall and tall, and since Zihui was sitting, he was even shorter. Jiang Xunyi looked at her thoughtfully, and suddenly a junior high school basketball smashed the glass in the office. The sight of the old woman in the teaching office was suddenly lost, and she wanted to laugh a little, so she quickly pursed her lips.

In fact, Jiang Xunyi was rude to stare directly at his elders like this, but under his smiling eyes, Zi Huisan turned his eyes inexplicably, subconsciously dodged and then stabilized his mind, and then When he spoke, his voice was not as harsh as it was at the beginning: "I didn't give an order, why are you kneeling in an ancestral hall? Forget it, it's your first offence, now just admit your mistake to me."

Jiang Xunyi raised his eyebrows and said, "The broken one is the sacrificial bowl of Patriarch Shangling. Why did I have to admit my mistake to my uncle? Forgive me for being blunt, I am a little puzzled."

Zihui said, "Look at me."

Jiang Xunyi had already looked away just now, but when she said this, he was stunned for a while and looked back. He only felt that Zihui's face was a little red, probably because of anger. Nothing special, really don't know what to show myself.

Zihui Sanren reprimanded: "Look carefully, now that senior brother Timing is not here, I am the person in charge of this Lingyin. Jiang Xunyi, I know that you have a great reputation since childhood, but don't let everyone go." In my eyes. No matter who is right or who is wrong, you just need to know that I am the one who controls your life. Of course, you must kneel down and admit your mistakes. It’s broken—now you kneel in front of me and admit your mistakes, as long as you let me hear your sincerity, you don’t have to go to this ancestral hall today.”

Hui Sanren was the only female disciple of this generation since she was a child. She grew up like a moon surrounded by stars. Because she was born in a famous family and her appearance was indeed outstanding, she was also the object of flocking to monks. However, she was the only nephew, no matter how hard she tried. She didn't even look at her more schemingly, but it aroused Zihui's idea of ​​embarrassing him even more.It can be said that so far, achieving "making Jiang Xunyi submit" is her greatest pursuit.

However, the fierce can't do anything stupid, such a strange brain circuit is simply a fantasy for Jiang Xunyi, the only thought is that this old lady is sick, sick, really sick!

That's all for kneeling down to the ancestors, it's absolutely impossible to kneel down to her, not to mention Zihui's tone of voice in front of everyone, Jiang Xunyi responded with a sneer and said with a sneer: "Uncle Zihui must be older than anyone else!" Big, then I am willing to bow down, but other than that, in terms of cultivation, virtue, demeanor, Xunyi really can't see any aspect of Master Uncle as an example, kneel to you?"

Ha ha.

He didn't say anything later, just snorted with great disdain.

Jiang Xunyi always kept the pot open and carried the pot, and his words were very vicious. Zihui was confused by his taunting skills, and trembled with anger. He glanced at the broken bowl on the table and raised his hand to grab it. According to Jiang Xunyi, he smashed it without thinking.

Jiang Xunyi tilted his head, and the broken bowl did not scratch his face, but hit his forehead heavily, and blood gushed out immediately, flowing down his cheeks, forming a streak of blood on his face.

When he was in the modern family, he was the young master held by his parents and elder brothers. Although he was in poor health, he had never been wronged like this.It's just that he was unlucky enough to become such a character. After 16 years of wearing books, he has gotten used to it. When he was beaten, he just wiped the corners of his eyes lightly with his sleeve to prevent the blood from blurring his vision. As for the wound, he didn't care at all.

Zihui said angrily: "It's against you! Get out of here and kneel in the ancestral hall for three days and three nights. You will not be allowed to get up until I lift the restraint, let alone eat and drink. Think about where you are wrong! If three days If you still don't want to repent when you come out in a few days, then get out of here again, and it's over if you starve to death!"

Jiang Xunyi murmured: "I knew I would have to kneel in the ancestral hall in the end, wouldn't it be over if I said it a long time ago, I'm just nagging."

Zi Hui threw another piece of broken bowl over, her face turned blue with anger: "Get lost!"

Jiang Xunyi slipped away and walked away without looking back.

A group of disciples who were sitting on the spot not daring to move took a sneak peek at the terrifying uncle, and then turned their heads to glance at the brother's back, with admiration on their faces.

Lingyin Mountain is located in the north, with high terrain, snow all year round, and cold climate.Yun Xie has always loved the scenery full of flowers and flowers. When he was young, he complained that this is a place only monks would like to live in. However, as he got older, he felt more and more that this mountain seemed lonely, but it was indescribable. Cute, I don't know exactly what is cute, but it just makes people feel good when they come.

He was holding a jar in his hand, and he was swaying with brisk steps—it was once the famous pine wine in Changsha. It has been lost, and it is difficult to find authentic ones.For Jiang Xunyi's birthday, Yun Xie searched Changsha for seven days and seven nights. Only then did he find a winemaking family at a high price for a jar that had been stored for 20 years.The person who brewed the wine back then is no longer alive, so it can be said that there is only one altar in the world. He was so excited that he didn't even care about going back to Yangxian Mountain, and ran over excitedly to offer treasures to Jiang Xunyi.

Yun Xie was delayed back and forth, and the time was a bit late, and he was about to miss Jiang Xunyi's birthday. Although he knew that the other party would not care about such small things, Yun Xie himself did mind a little.The Yangxian Sect and the Lingyin Sect had always been on good terms. To show respect, he couldn't just fend off his sword at other people's mountain gates, but his steps became faster and faster.

Finally arrived at the gate of Lingyin Mountain, Yun Xie saw a group of female disciples looking forward to it from a distance, and was not surprised at all—the Lingyin Sect did not have many female disciples, but like other sects, every time they learned that they After the news of his coming, they would all rush to the mountain gate to wait, trying to catch a glimpse of his demeanor, Yun Xie had long been used to it.

With a smile on his lips, he looked very handsome, but he didn't greet any of the women, and while he calmly let them watch, he nodded to the two disciples of the Lingyin Sect who came out in a hurry.

The two disciples were originally in charge of the reception, and they were no strangers to Yun Xie. They had just left the table when they received the news of his presence, and rushed out in a hurry.

A disciple laughed and said, "Why didn't Senior Brother Yun send someone to notify you in advance when he came here in person? I'll come out to greet you sooner. Oh, I'm so rude, so rude."

Yun Xie is so smart, he realized something was wrong as soon as he heard what he said - he didn't say that he ran eight times a day for this Lingyin sect, and he definitely came a lot of times. Everyone knew that he basically only came once. The purpose is to look for Jiang's intentions, so there is no need for others to greet him. The more polite this disciple is, the more it proves that something happened.

Yun Xie paused, and asked bluntly: "It coincides with the Mid-Autumn Festival, which is an annoying day. Master Zihui must have gone crazy again?"

Even though he knew that he was so arrogant, and had always been dissatisfied with Zihui Sanren because of Jiang Xunyi's affairs, Yun Xie's behavior of standing at the gate of his mountain and ridiculing his elders still made the disciple who had just spoken couldn't help but turn green , with a smile: "Brother Yun was joking..."

Yun Xie said with a cold face: "Who's joking with you? Where's your elder brother?"

Another disciple has been wanting to speak since just now, but was always obstructed by his companions secretly poking at him. Seeing Yun Xie looking over at this time, he couldn't help it anymore, and said in a low voice, "Senior brother Yun, senior brother was arrested again. I was fined to kneel in the ancestral hall, and I didn’t even eat any food, please go and talk to Master Zihui, your face will definitely be given..."

Yun Xie's face sank like water, and an unknown fire rose in his heart immediately. Before the other party finished speaking, he cut off his mouth and said: "I see, thank you."

Before the words fell, the person had disappeared in front of the mountain gate.

The author has something to say:

I originally wanted to write a short and sweet side story, but I didn’t expect it to be so long. It may take a few days, and the main drama will come back soon. Thank you for your support, okay.

Everyone’s comments are so warm. I’m really happy after reading it. I’m giving you a line of lyrics I like very much recently. I hope that every little angel I love and appreciate will be free from worries and be safe and happy in 2017——

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