Cannon Fodder of Rebirth

Master once told me a story about suspicious neighbors stealing an axe. When you doubt a person, this doubt will not fade away as you think about it, but will only become more and more determined.

It's like when I look up at my second junior brother right now, and I happen to meet his dark eyes, so I can't help but wonder if he's thinking about something bad.The black clothes he used to wear made his complexion a little pale, and it became a bit of an eyesore, which always made me feel ominous.His bony hand was tightly holding the hilt of the sword. The sword light was white and cold, which formed a strong contrast with the black clothes, which made me feel even more uncomfortable. After just one glance, I couldn't help looking away.

I shook my head and tried my best to get rid of the growing doubts in my heart. He is my younger brother who grew up together. I don't want to believe that he will betray the teacher.Be suspicious, I can't show any emotions, I can only observe him secretly for any changes.

There is only one month left until the martial arts conference.When I think of this, my heart burns.

It would be great if I could go back to an earlier time, how easy it was to strangle the leader to death when he was still a baby.

Hades warned me about this kind of thinking. He said that in my previous life, I died because I was too lazy and took things for granted... There is nothing I can do about it, I am just such a person.If I do nothing in this life, I believe the result will still be the same.But now I start practicing martial arts hard, and it's already too late.

I don't know what I have experienced at that time, is it a previous life?Is it still a dream?

No matter so much... I must find a way to restore everything that is about to happen.

It is inevitable for the Cangling Sect to enter the Central Plains, but we, Yunxiaomen, can completely avoid being cannon fodder.In the previous crusades against the Demon Cult, we have never been the first to fight. At the beginning, we used it to sacrifice the flag just because Yunxiao Mountain was the first to bear the brunt. This loss is really big. (I try not to think about what role the junior brother played in this).

Moving...is out of the question.Most of the famous sects in the Jianghu regard their own territory very seriously, let alone the headquarters of the sect.And like our school, it is named after the name of the mountain, and it regards this place as an unshakable foundation.It was here that the patriarch mastered the art of swordsmanship and founded the school, and it has been going on for a hundred years... Everywhere on the mountain is a historical site of the predecessors, and every place has the legend of the predecessors.If you give up here and let the disciples go down the mountain and escape, you will definitely become a laughing stock in the Jianghu. Think about the majestic hall being occupied by those demons, and the century-old foundation reduced to a demon lair, and the portraits of the past masters on the wall quietly Seeing all this... I really dare not go to see Master.

I can only stick to this place and cannot abandon it... I don't have a strong sense of honor, but I also know that there are some things that I can't retreat. At this moment, I can only sigh and try my best.

However, the patriarch once built a secret way to escape for his disciples when it was a last resort, and only the masters of the past knew where it was.I've been there before, and I don't know how many people have built the tunnel for many years... The walls are already covered with moss, but the tunnel paved with bluestone slabs is still as smooth as washing, and I can feel the cool air coming in.It's definitely a good way to save yourself and escape, but...it was all screwed up by me.

"How many of us know where the secret passage is?" I couldn't help asking.

The little junior gave me a strange look: "Everyone knows."

I'm speechless, it's all my fault.At that time, Master and the others regarded me as the intended candidate for the next head, so they told me the location, but because I was young and ignorant, I spread the news to every corner of the mountain the next day, and Master was so angry that Master I was fined severely.

The little brother then added: "It's very convenient, everyone goes down there to go to the town from there."

I lost my voice again, and now everyone has become accustomed to the existence of this secret path, even the uncles and aunts who sell vegetables at the bottom of the mountain may be able to tell where the exit of the secret path I sent is. ... After all, the rivers and lakes have been peaceful for too long. Who would have thought that the Demon Society in Anshou corner would suddenly attack and make us have to use it?

There is no way out, so I can only think of other ways.

The junior brother suddenly said: "By the way, senior brother, go and see the uncle, he is drunk again, I can't do anything to persuade him."

My heart skipped a beat, yes, we still have Uncle Shi.

The martial uncle known as "Ghost Sword" by everyone in the Jianghu, achieved a lot of fame when he was young, and now his skills are even more unfathomable. Although he has not been the master, he is still respected by all the disciples. The absolute backbone of Xiaomen.

...It is because of this that we were defeated so quickly and so badly after the demon sect envoy killed the uncle. If the uncle hadn't died, perhaps more people would have survived...

I took a deep breath, stroked the fluffy hair on the top of my junior brother's head, and said, "Well, let's go and see my uncle and his old man together." , said calmly: "I will go with you too."

The little junior gave me a strange look, I knew he felt the stiffness in my body, but I immediately returned to normal.

The three of them walked together on the mountain road, towards the small garden where the uncle lived.When I was young, my uncle and I were closer than my master, because my master always had a stern face and spoke harshly and boringly. He was like a natural enemy to children. Uncle Shi smiled all day long, looking benevolent.And he always secretly taught me to break the rules, and even took me down the mountain privately to buy some snacks, gadgets and the like.When the master found out, he was so angry that his beard turned up. He first punished me to stand on the side of the horse, and then turned around and reprimanded my uncle for leading me to the ground, which caused me to have no breakthrough in swordsmanship.Uncle Master was being scolded like a child in front of a junior, it was supposed to be a big loss of face, but Uncle Master was not only not angry, but also pretended to listen carefully, and deliberately made a face for me when Master turned his face away Look, I burst into tears immediately when I was terrified.

In my memory, I have never seen him when he was angry, so when I knew his nickname was "Ghost Sword", I was still surprised for a while.How could such an amiable uncle look like a ghost?Until then I witnessed his last battle. He had already been poisoned and lost most of his strength, but the fierce aura in his eyes made everyone fearful. Only then did I know how amazing his sword skills are. Unpredictable, do whatever one wants, that is a realm that I will never be able to achieve in my life.To protect the Yunxiaomen, the uncle is an important role that must not be lacking.

However, since the master passed away, the smile on the uncle's face has become less and less, and he insisted on moving to the back mountain to live behind closed doors in that small courtyard.The Yunxiao Sect has a vast area and few disciples, and even us disciples rarely see him, which seems to be far away from the world.Not only that, but his temperament became more and more weird. People who visited him usually refused to accept him. Only the younger brother was favored by him and could visit him from time to time.Now Master Uncle is actually starting to drink away his worries... My head hurts a bit.

"Uncle Master still doesn't accept Master's death..." the younger brother suddenly muttered in a low voice.At this time, I was holding his hand and walking slowly, and the second junior brother was also walking beside us.Hearing this, I frowned: "But Master passed away at the end of his life... There was no pain when he passed away. It can be said that it is a happy funeral." So although I was sad, I was not particularly sad. People in Jianghu can be so quiet It is already a great happiness to die, not to mention that before the master left, all of us came in front of him. I saw a weak but extremely happy smile on that serious face.At that time, I felt that there was no regret about the passing of Master. As long as I can properly shoulder his responsibilities, it would be the best memorial to him.

Hearing what I said, the junior brother raised his head and looked at me a little lonely, his white skin looked a little transparent under the sun, he pouted and said in a low voice: "I can understand, if the senior brother died, even if he knew it was In this way, I'm afraid I can't accept it..."

My eyebrows twitched, as if a bubble had been popped in my heart, the corners of my mouth curled up involuntarily, but I pretended to be angry and said, "What nonsense are you talking about?" The little junior lowered his head and did not answer.

When I arrived at the place where my uncle lived, I saw that the gate of the courtyard was closed, and the grass was overgrown everywhere, and there was no one inhabited.The second junior brother walked over and knocked on the door first, and heard a hoarse voice shouting: "What rude child! Get out!"

The second junior brother didn't say a word, but the breath on his body became even colder.I trembled, and was wondering if I would come back another day, when I saw the second junior brother lift his foot and kick the door open with a "ping" and walked in first, and the younger junior brother followed in without any surprise. I was the only one left standing there dumbfounded. ... These boys, really, don't respect seniors at all...

Walking through the small wooden door, one can immediately see the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the middle of the yard. The uncle fell under the tree, his hair was messed up, and his body was covered with dust. He looked very embarrassed. He even held his right hand There was a flagon, with a blush on each cheek, but his eyes were so clear that it was impossible to tell whether he was drunk or not.

Second Junior Brother stood in front of him with a blank expression on his face.And my uncle who always smiles in my memory actually stares back with such cold eyes, I can't help admiring the second junior brother, if my uncle looked at me like that, I'm afraid I would have retreated a long time ago.And the little junior brother actually smiled slightly, and he didn't seem to be affected at all.

The uncle took a look at us, then took another sip of wine on his own, and said in a hoarse voice impatiently: "Brother Cheng's stinky apprentice, why did you come to me?"

The second younger brother calmly replied: "Let's take care of you." The uncle's hand shook for some reason, and the jug fell to the ground. I walked over to pick it up, then handed it to him, and said in a low voice: "Master saw it. I'm sure you won't be happy."