kill the fox

"Mo Shengge, you are standing so high, where do you want to play?"

Ning Ci almost forgot the good name his new master gave him. At this moment, he was standing on the wall and was about to jump down. When he heard the sound, he turned his head and saw the little uncle lying on the tree with a foxtail in his mouth.

Fortunately, it's my uncle.

Ning Ci felt relieved, and said with a smile: "It's too boring, I want to go down the mountain for a stroll."

"Oh, that's it." He spat out the grass, got up and straightened his clothes, and said with a smile, "I'm also a little bored, why don't we go together, and I'll call Shang Nianyi?"

"..."

Ning Ci said decisively: "No, you can't go."

Du Hengxi wronged: "Why?"

Ning Ci smiled: "No reason, which family do you think children go out to play and bring their elders with them?"

"Elder?!" Du Hengxi chewed the word carefully, as if he had been greatly hurt, and said quietly: "Oh, I see, then go and play by yourself, I wish you a good time..."

"Goodbye, little uncle." After finishing speaking, he turned around impatiently and wanted to jump off the wall.

"Again……"

A sideways movement has not yet been completed, Ning Ci saw a shadow flashing in front of his eyes, the afterglow was covered for a moment, the smile on his face had not faded completely, then, his chest was heavy, his eyes went dark, his body was forced to lose his balance, the wind It whizzed past his ears, the crimson maple leaves and the pink sky whirled and flew upwards, before his consciousness could react, he fell to the ground.

There was a numbness in the back first, and then there was a dull pain.

After he regained his vision, he saw the little uncle standing where he was standing just now, smiling with his arms around his shoulders, and said a little aggrieved, "Who told you not to take me to play."

Ning Ci jumped up from the ground, "Little Martial Uncle, stop making trouble!"

"I didn't make a fuss, and I was forced to. If the head hadn't told me, I wouldn't bother to take care of you."

Ning Ci watched him lightly jump down from the wall, the cool breeze blowing the corners of his clothes flying.

He held the scabbard of Duan Nian in his hand: "Are you going to block me today?"

Du Hengxi said with certainty: "I will definitely block you today."

Ning Ci's sword hadn't been fully opened yet, just when the two Zhong Dingwen engraved on the sword were exposed, he suddenly felt a huge air force coming, his eyes widened, and the next moment, he lost consciousness.

"...but I don't want to fight with you, you insist on doing this, really...you can't speak well if you have something to say, draw your sword every now and then."

Du Hengxi wanted to pick up the sword that was blown to the ground, but just as he bent down, the ancient sword rose into the air by itself, smeared with a layer of blue light menacingly, and pointed directly at Du Hengxi.

"Breakdown!"

Du Hengxi yelled at it slightly reproachfully, and it changed its posture in the air, perpendicular to the ground. Du Hengxi reached out to grab the hilt of the sword, and it dodged to the right, and he followed to grab it to the right, and it moved to the left hide.

"..."

He saw it, but he was not allowed to touch it.

He lowered his hand and stopped grabbing, the ancient sword flaunted a graceful sword flower in the air, and then inserted it straight into the sword with a gust of fierce wind.

"childish."

Before Nian Yi recovered from his unhappiness, he saw the little senior uncle push open the heavy door, and carried her senior brother back like a kitten.

"Brother?!"

Nian stopped being depressed for a moment, greeted him happily, and asked happily: "Little uncle, is he all right? Did you call him?"

Du Hengxi: "It's okay, it's okay, he's fine at all, yes, I called, and here's a gift for you." He lifted the thing in his hand forward, saw that Nian Yi stretched out his hand to pick it up, and suddenly reacted and read a He couldn't help this guy, so he might have to push her down, and decisively threw him on the floor, with a bang, his forehead hit the ground.

"..." Nian Yi answered blankly.

Feeling a little distressed, she looked up at Du Hengxi.

"Uh...I..."

The little fox saw the man falling down with blood, and felt no pleasure at all.

After experiencing a protracted tug of war, he has no interest in this kind of battle that can be ended with a wave of his hand.

This is the ninth monk he killed on the way back to Xiaozhoushan.

He was eager to go back now and fight the man who was clamoring all day to protect him.

But there were some obstacles on the road, and people kept coming out halfway to block his way. At first, he was puzzled. When he saw others blocking him, he took a detour. Anyway, there are so many ways to go home.There is no need to delay the trip because of such trivial matters.

But slowly he understood.

They not only wanted to block him, but also wanted to kill him, desperately.

He didn't want to kill the monks at first, he knew that cultivation is not easy, and seeking the way is difficult, but he can avoid one, but he cannot avoid the whole realm of comprehension.

It's easy to kill, so I don't care.

The sun seems to hang on the welcoming pine.

It was already the next morning when Ning Ciyou woke up, and when he opened his eyes, Nian Yi was staring at him anxiously.

"Why did you wake up?! If you don't wake up, I'm going to find my little uncle. He clearly said you're fine."

"I'm fine... just my head hurts."

After speaking, he found sadly that Wanjuan Pavilion is not the same as before.

As for what's different...

He went to the window, and the facts proved his thoughts.

"Don't look any further, the little uncle has surrounded by an enchantment, you can't escape."

"Don't blame the little uncle. If you want to blame it, blame my father. He guessed that the little uncle doesn't care about anything, so he issued a military order before leaving."

Ning Ci rubbed his head, still a little hurt: "I don't blame him."

He doesn't have the heart to blame anyone now, what matters is how to get out from here.

He stretched out his hand out of the window, against the barrier.

It's thick, it's powerful, it's cool.

According to his current cultivation base, he wants to get out of here... wishful thinking.

He is really not qualified to step out from here now.

The thought made him resent his incompetence.

Xiaozhoushan, Furry...

"Master!"

Seeing him standing there motionless, Nian went up to pull him.

Ning Ci turned around, saw the opening and closing of the junior sister's mouth, knew she was talking, but couldn't hear what she was saying at all.

Nian saw that his face was so scary that he kept ignoring himself, so he sat back in embarrassment, not daring to say another word.

Ning Ci spent three days in a daze.Tossing and turning at night, not eating during the day, I became haggard all of a sudden.

After hugging him as usual, Nian Yi whispered, "Brother, you have lost a lot of weight."

I would rather not answer.

Fourth day.

Nian Yi happily ran into Wanjuan Pavilion, grabbed Ning Ci's sleeve and whispered excitedly and nervously: "Brother, you can go now! There is no barrier outside!"

Ning Ci was in a trance for a while, stunned for a moment, looked out the window, and asked, "...why is it gone?"

Nian Yi explained: "I'm going to beg my little uncle." Then he said: "I think you will become a ghost if you continue like this! You should go!"

Ning Ci's heart was twisting: "...Thank you."

Easily flipping out of the wall, the cool breeze blows refreshingly, and Ning Ci feels at ease after a long absence.

After being shackled in Wanjuan Pavilion for so many days, he felt that something was a little strange.First, he was expelled from the mountain gate by his master for no reason, and immediately after his master passed away, he was escorted back by Du Hengyuan and locked up in Wanjuan Pavilion. A certain amount of punishment would be fine. At the beginning, I thought that the sentence of letting him out after reading all the books in Wanjuan Pavilion was just an exaggerated sentence... Now it seems that it is probably just an excuse to imprison him.

One wants to drive him away, but the other wants to trap him.

Then Du Hengyuan must know something.

Or he not only knew something, but also planned something. Maybe the master had other purposes in driving him down the mountain?

But at that time, everything was too late for him, and he could neither succeed nor fail. Even if Du Hengyuan wanted to change the dynasty, he would not pose a threat...

He was walking forward without any scruples, when he caught a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of his eye, he hurriedly turned around and stuck to the nearest tree, but he was thinking seriously just now, so he moved a bit late, probably that person saw him too, that was the last thing he wanted people you meet.

"Mo Shengge."

really.

Ning Ci felt a sense of alienation when he heard the name, he stopped frowning, turned around and saluted his new master: "Master."

Du Hengyuan gave him a look: "Why, have you finished reading the book in Wanjuan Pavilion?"

Ning Ci: "Not yet."

"Is this going down the mountain?"

"Yes."

"You can't get out."

"why?"

"Because I don't allow it, you can't go out."

A ball of anger rushed up in Ning Ci's heart and choked in his throat.

Now there is no one around, Ming people don't whisper: "Master, my former master, the first head of the Hengqing sect, how did he die?"

Du Hengyuan: "Old and dead."

Of course Ning Ci didn't believe it: "Master, are you fooling a ghost?"

"Do you want to hear the truth?" Du Hengyuan stared straight at him for a while, as if looking through him to another person, just when Ning Ci thought he was unwilling to speak, he listened to him Opened the mouth and said:

"The soul was shattered by a sword, and I couldn't fight it."

Du Hengyuan thought of that stormy night again, and thought of his elder brother's reluctance when he was dying. He seemed to have something to say, but he was worried about something, and finally dragged on until he had no strength to reveal it.

Ning Ci's heart raised: "What sword? Whose sword? Who killed my master?"

"That ancient sword, named Buchen, is..."

He stopped, looked at Ning Ci indifferently, his eyes were tired, he seemed to have remembered something very laborious, so he stopped talking.

Ning Ci asked anxiously, "Who is it?"

"I can't tell you yet." He regained his disdain, and said sarcastically, "Will it be useful to tell you? Even if I killed him, what can you do?"

Ning Ci took a panoramic view of his disdainful expression, clenched his fist slightly, and let go weakly.

What he said was the truth, and he was not yet unable to recognize the status quo of his own incompetence.

"If you are ordered to go back to read books and practice Taoism now, you must not give up. How about it, if you can stop me from crossing this tree, then I will not stop you from going down the mountain." He turned his head and glanced at the place where Ning Ci was hiding just now. tree.

After finishing speaking, he waved his hands lightly, ready to take a step.

Ning Ci didn't have time to think, pulled out Duan Nian, and went up to stop him, but they were not on the same level at all, even if Du Hengyuan didn't accept the move at all, he only defended but didn't attack, or didn't even defend, there was no change of moves, only a silhouette Heavy, Ning Ci has trouble even attacking anywhere, as if punching cotton, nothing actually hurts.

Seeing that Du Hengyuan was getting closer and closer to the tree, Ning Ci was flustered, his moves were all messed up, and he raised his sword and slashed up.

Du Hengyuan stopped copying his hands, slowly stretched out his hand, and clamped the sword edge with two fingers calmly. Ning Ci saw that he was calm when he shot, but he clamped the sword edge quickly and accurately. He wanted to draw the sword, but the tip of the sword remained motionless as if it had been inserted into a crevice in a stone.

Du Hengyuan was slightly sorry, and said in a bad tone: "Such a good sword, if you don't know how to use it, just hide it, don't ruin it."

Ning Ci admits that he is not as good as others, and feels ashamed.

That feeling of powerlessness surged into my heart again, when I couldn't stop Rongrong from going to that wasteland, when I was sealed in Wanjuan Pavilion by my junior uncle, when I was mocked by Du Hengyuan for holding a sword.He has a feeling of being bound.

"Also. I have already come to this tree."

Ning Ci didn't need to turn his head to know that it had passed, in fact, it was already passed, but he was not reconciled.

He is not reconciled that he is not free, that he is powerless, and that he is controlled by others.

Unwilling, he decided to make a change.

It was a maple tree with so many branches and leaves that it looked like ghostly shadows. The fiery red leaves caught fire and scorched the clouds in the sky.

The day the little fox rushed back to Xiaozhoushan, he took a bath specially. After entering the water, the water in the creek immediately turned red, and the hair on his body that had been sticky with blood loosened softly in the water.

After taking a bath happily, it is cool and lubricated, and all bones are loose.

Huanhuan happily returned to the cave, but unexpectedly, there had been no signs of human habitation in the cave for a long time.

The wind is yawning very slowly, the maple tree is trembling and almost crying, and the red carp has been roasted by the heat of the afterglow.

At that moment, he was stunned for a while, standing motionless at the entrance of the cave. After a while, he realized that the water in the creek seemed a little cold.

In a daze, he shuddered slowly.