The original misunderstood me! ! !

Wen Yue felt very strange, and even wanted to smile bitterly.

He transmigrated inexplicably, replaced and forced to act as the original owner, and various identities and titles flooded in like a flood.

Jade Zheyuan Dao? Companion, demon king of the demon world, owner of Tianzi No. [-]...

Now there is another "Master" and "Senior Brother".

——This must be a mistake again.

"Brother Xie, you must have admitted the wrong person." Wen Yue's lips turned white, and he lost a lot of weight in just a few days, his eyes appeared deeper, like the steep and slightly cold landscape.He just looked at Xie Shu so calmly, and said seriously, "I didn't pull out this bone sword, and I didn't recognize me as the master."

"The traitor you are talking about should be Xi Wuming, the owner of the Colorless Palace. After I entered the colorless formation, I looked for the eyes of the formation including the bone sword, and the one who broke through the colorless formation and rescued me was the one who rescued me." Xianjun."

The implication is that he was just unlucky enough to enter the colorless formation. To save his life, he searched for the eyes of the formation and pasted talismans according to what Yu Zheyuan said. As for the method of breaking the formation and the corresponding talismans, they were all provided by Yu Zheyuan. Before Zhe Yuan gave him the sword as a trophy, he hadn't even touched the bone sword.

"I won't admit the wrong person." Xie Shu said, "Brother, if you don't believe me, you can come over and have a look."

Situ Yi was so tired that he was still fast asleep.Wen Yue got out of bed lightly, pushed open the door, and found that this place was a stone house, with lush vegetation outside the stone house, as if he was in a fairy mountain.

The bright moon hangs high, and the night breeze is smooth.Reiki? Fills the world, the white moonlight coats the mountains and streams with a layer of silver, the stream is lingering, and the grass is coming? The frogs are singing and the insects are singing, and there are small fishes jumping from the water. arc.

A bluestone path extends from the stone house door to the stream, and soon disappears in the forest and mist.Xie Shu went out first and stepped onto the path: "Brother, please come with me?"

Wen Yue paused, followed?

They walked along the stone path for about half a stick of incense, and came to an ancestral hall with green walls and black tiles.

The ancestral hall is not big, hidden under an ancient tree in the sky.Lingzhu vines twine and grow up, adding a few emerald colors to the ancestral hall, like black jade under the moonlight.

An elk heard the movement, poked its head and half of its horn out from behind the rich gate, and looked curiously at Wen Yue and Xie Shu with wet eyes.

Xie Shu smiled and said, "Jinse, I'll bring my brother here to see Master."

The elk blinked and hopped away.

"It's called Jinse?" Wen Yue followed Xie Shu across the threshold and into the ancestral hall.

"Well." Xie Shu said, "Jinse is the spirit beast of Qingcheng Mountain, without its permission, no one can enter the ancestral hall."

"Look, it recognized you, brother, at a glance."

Wen Yue: "..."

Wen Yue felt guilty for some reason.

After passing through a short section of the atrium, Wen Yue saw a sapphire sculpture enshrined in the center of the ancestral hall.

It was a sculpture of a fairy with a long beard and a loose sash. It was about seven feet high and looked like a real person.

He is holding a fly whisk and sitting cross-legged on the cloud. Although he is a little fatter, his face is very dignified and serious.

Xie Shu bent his eyes and bowed his waist to salute: "This is our master Zangyi Sanren, commonly known as Han Zangyi."

Although Wen Yue didn't know why, but after all, when he came to someone's ancestral hall, there must be a lot of etiquette, so he followed suit.

Xie Shu stepped forward, put three sticks of incense on Han Zangyi, and took out a piece of tortoise shell from under the incense burner.

The tortoise shell was black and shiny, and when Xie Shu held it in his hand, it made his skin like snow even more.

Xie Shu recited the mantra silently, and raised his right index finger and middle finger, and drew a few spells on the tortoise shell with his fingertips.There was a flash of white light, and golden characters flowed on the tortoise shell, like water waves sparkling in the sun.

Xie Shu held the tortoise shell, raised his head slightly, and looked at the jade carving.

"Master, I found my brother, bring it here for you to see."

The next moment, the jade carving changed his serious and deep expression, his brows and eyes were bent, and the corners of his lips were curled up, revealing a smile that saw his teeth but could not see his eyes, as if Maitreya Buddha was possessed.

Wen Yue: "..."

"The tortoise shell retains a trace of master's soul, and can communicate with master. And? We, Bai Xiaosheng, are especially good at the way of theism?"

"Master is usually serious, but when he uses the turtle shell to psychic, he will show a different look."

"Angry? It means disapproval. If it doesn't change, it means it doesn't matter. If you smile, it means you are satisfied. It means you agree. Especially when he smiles like this, it means that you are right? Senior brother, you like and like it very much."

"..."

Xie Shu observed Wen Yue's expression, and continued: "The Dragon Bone Sword was stolen by the Tongtian Sect? For many years, I have suppressed evil spirits in the corpse mountain, and I have been infected with strong resentment. It has corroded the real dragon's remnant soul, so I can't recognize the master. .”

"It doesn't matter," Xie Shu said in a gentle tone, "Instead of driving the evil soldiers and ghosts and being backlashed, it's better to dispel the hostile energy with a super speed, release the remnant soul of the real dragon, and restore the original power of the dragon bone sword."

"At that time, the dragon bone sword will definitely recognize its master, and the senior brother's cultivation base will be improved to a higher level. It may not be necessary to look down on the world, but it is no problem to sweep the demon world."

"Finding the senior brother and repairing the dragon bone sword is the last wish of the master, my mission, and an opportunity for the senior brother," Xie Shu said solemnly, "I will do my best to help."

Wen Yue stood where he was, looked up at Yan Xiaoyan's jade carving, and slowly clenched his fingers into fists.

Obtaining the bone sword, improving? Cultivation is no longer? Being controlled by others, he can still have a master and a junior, and have a "destination" that he has never imagined in this world.If what Xie Shu said is true...how can he? Dehe? Can he get such an opportunity and kindness?

And? At this moment, he is still in the body of the Demon Lord.Does everything obtained under the identity of the original owner really belong to him?

Wen Yue was silent for a long time.

"Brother, what doubts do you have? You might as well say it together." Seeing that Yue didn't answer, Xie Shu was not in a hurry.

"I..." Wen Yue paused, not knowing what to say.

Regardless of his true identity and background, or his many worries and burdens, they are all secrets deeply buried in Wen Yue's heart, rotting and taking root in his chest without seeing the sun, like a plant with poisonous thorns, continuously The sting tormented him.

The only one who knows the truth is Yu Zheyuan.

But is Yu Zheyuan a victim of being deceived by him?

The person he silently liked was dead.

Wen Yue suddenly felt empty and exhausted.He doesn't know? How did the other book transmigrators play the characters in the book? Are they relaxed and fearless, with ease?

But he can't.

These secrets have been honed over him for many years, and he can hardly remember them.

"I probably know about brother's concerns." Xie Shu said suddenly.

"Master once said, "Repay kindness with kindness, repay grievances with grievances, and treat others with sincerity, you need to repay them with sincerity." Xie Shu said, "Except for the false identity when we first met, there is no lie between me and my brother." , Every word I say, I can swear to be true."

"Including my calculation... In fact, brother, you are not a demon, but a soul from another world."

Wen Yue opened his eyes wide.

He turned his head slowly? Seeing Xie Shu's serious expression, which did not seem to be fake, he felt a sense of dazed trembling in his heart.

"you……"

"Brother, do you want to ask me how I know?" Xie Shu bent his eyes, "Since I found out that the bone sword was reborn, I have been following up and investigating, and I didn't have a chance to see it until I left Bizhu Peak. Real people."

"The Wen Yue I have seen is completely opposite to the character of the rumored Mozun. There are two people at all."

Numerous images flashed through Xie Shu's mind—Wen Yue who saw injustice on the road and drew his sword to help, worried that he would not be able to deal with the man-faced spider who pushed the door? No hesitation Wen Yue...

Xie Shu sighed softly in his heart, but he said it with a smile: "It is rumored that the Demon Lord is violent, flirtatious, and has lovers all over the devil world. But senior brother, you are pure and kind, and you only love Xianjun one person."

"Use the special soul method to verify again, and everything will come to light." Xie Shu blinked his eyes lightly, and said as if recalling, "The demon king was notorious in his early years, and everyone in the three worlds knew it. I just sensed the bone sword at the beginning. When I was born, I was still thinking, how could my senior brother be a Demon Lord?"

"Later, I found out that the soul under the Demon Lord's body has changed."

"My brother is you." Xie Shu said, "You are just you."

Wen Yue: "..."

Wen Yue heard Xie Shu casually drag out everything he knew, his throat rolled up and down, as if swallowing a hard iron block, and he couldn't make a sound?

What came out of the heart? It was scorching hot, and rushed straight into the eye sockets, dyeing the end of the eyes red.

Seeing Xie Shu turning his head to look at him, he had a gentle smile on his face, just like when he first met him.

"So, brother, you don't have to worry too much. Many things are in the past? They are in the past. From now on, we are a family, and Qingcheng Mountain is your home."

"..."

Wen Yue couldn't hold back anymore, and burst into tears.

three days later.At the foot of Qingcheng Mountain.

The mountain haze was blown away by the wind, exposing the stretching mountains like blue waves.A row of white cranes spread their wings across the sky and flew towards the farther sky?

Wen Yue and Situ Yi stood in front of a tombstone, silent.

This is the tomb that Wen Yue erected for Yu Zheyuan. He picked a place with green mountains and green waters and good Feng Shui, and simply erected a monument.

The tombstone is carved in stone, not extravagant, and the inscription on it is also very simple, only the name of the immortal.

Wen Yue bent down and burned three sticks of incense.Situ Yi, as a junior, also knelt down for three sticks.

According to the custom of the previous life, Wen Yue burned a large wad of paper money to Yuzheyuan.

The green smoke and ashes drifted away with the wind, like the robes of a fairy king, which could no longer be grasped.

Situ Yi's eyes turned red with burning, and he choked up and said: "Master, Master, is the immortal really gone?"

"Be strong, Yi." Wen Yue patted him on the shoulder, but did not answer the question, "When we avenge Xianjun, we will take Xianjun home."

The two worshiped Yuzheyuan and walked up the mountain side by side.

The atmosphere was somewhat solemn, and the two were silent all the way, not speaking.

For some reason, Wen Yue suddenly thought of Luo Yu.

He opened his mouth and said, "I heard from Brother Xie that when you carried your teacher out of the mountain, a tracking spell was cast on you. Please ask Brother Xie to help you remove it." Wen Yue is not used to addressing Xie yet. They are called "junior brothers".

Situ Yi shrugged and shook his head, listlessly: "Yes, Master. Don't mention him."

"..." Seeing that Situ Yi was even more depressed, Wen Yue slowed down his voice, "A Yi, Master only asks a few words, no matter what your thoughts are, I will support you as a teacher."

Situ Yi thought for a while, nodded and said, "Okay."

Wen Yue: "We're going to the Demon Realm on this trip, one is to collect magic weapons to get rid of the bone sword's grievances, and the other is to hide our strength and bide our time to wait for an opportunity for revenge. In this way, we have to disguise ourselves, and Luo Yu may not find you. You Is it okay? Do you still want to see him?"

"...I don't know?" Situ Yi curled his lips, "But I don't want to see you for the time being."

He was a little afraid of becoming Luo Yu, a boy.

"...Then you know? Luo Yu is a boy, would he still like him?"

Situ Yi was heartbroken by these words, his eyes were red again, and he said aggrievedly: "Master, I only like girls."

Wen Yue: "..."

Wen Yue slandered in his heart - he thought he was wearing a romance novel, but the heroine turned out to be a man, and suddenly turned into a danmei novel.But the silly apprentice showed that he is a straight man... Is it possible? To become? No CP?

That's all, the plot line and emotional line of the whole book have long been disrupted, and he still doesn't get involved in the affairs of the younger generation.

The two quickly walked to the small stone house. Xie Shu was wearing a moon-white long shirt, carrying a cage, and carrying two packages, standing in front of the door without smiling.

"My condolences." He said to Wen Yue and Situ Yi, "The things have been packed, when is senior brother planning to leave?"

"Let's go now." Wen Yue took the package and put it in a Qiankun bag.

The three of them each sacrificed their magical artifacts, and quickly soared into the clouds and flew to the top of Qingcheng Mountain.

Wen Yue took one last look at the Clothes Tomb at the foot of the mountain——

The blue smoke became thinner and thinner, and gradually disappeared, leaving only ashes floating in the wind, slowly scattered.