Heinous

After returning home with two bags of vegetables, Xue Zhe dragged his feet into the kitchen, and slowly began to wash and chop vegetables.

According to his idea, he could just eat or order takeaway tonight, but Xue Qirong, who had eaten at the Australian restaurant for several days, resolutely refused. After buying a bunch of vegetables in person, he reluctantly pushed his son into the kitchen.

Xue Zhe sighed deeply while his subordinates were cutting vegetables.

Just a few days ago, he was an ordinary author of online novels, he coded carefully, worked hard to update, and thought he was worthy of readers, himself, and editors.How could the world have changed just after one camping trip?

He picked up the protagonist in his own writing, and that’s not enough, inexplicable and dangerous people began to appear around him, and even his normal father, who could no longer be normal, changed from an "ordinary private entrepreneur" to a "magic door". Sect Master Xue Qirong"... When he thought that such a cold title corresponds to his white and fat father, Xue Zhe felt something crackling in his heart...

Not to mention himself, he changed from a good peace-loving young man with a sound body and mind to the heir to the big devil—Xue Zhe chopped up the celery with a single knife, and looked at the miserable corpse of celery on the chopping board in silence After a while, he dropped the knife casually and sighed.

The real headache is not this, but...

"According to what you said... our family is the descendant of that big devil?" Xue Zhe asked as he looked at his nonchalant father.

"Descent." Xue Qirong added very calmly, "The Xue family is divided into offshoots of the direct line, our branch is considered the direct line, and that big devil is counted by seniority, and is your grandfather for many generations."

"So our family is called 'Demon Gate'?" Xue Zhe continued to ask.

"So," Xue Qirong shook his head, "It didn't start there. If there was only one Xue Wang, it wouldn't be able to sustain the word 'Demon Gate' for hundreds of years."

"Then..." Could it be that there were a group of terrorists from his ancestors...

"I can't tell you the following things casually," Xue Qirong said suddenly, "you are not from the rivers and lakes after all, and some things are useless to know. I can guarantee that no one will disturb your life from now on. , you don’t need to know any more.”

Xue Zhe narrowed his eyes - what does this mean?Appetite has been lifted and you refuse to give the following?

Seeing Xue Qirong's confident appearance, it seems that he is not afraid that he is not curious... After thinking about it, Xue Zhe asked tentatively: "Could it be... Since I am not a member of the Demon Sect, the Jiuming Xuanyin Jue is also Can't you lend me a look?"

It doesn't matter if the old gossip can know him or not, but the Jiuming Xuanyin Jue is related to the issue of unforgiveness...

"Of course." Xue Qirong said sternly, "The true book of the Nine Darks Xuanyin Jue is the untold secret of the Demon Sect, not to mention the people outside the Sect, even the people in the Sect of the Demon Sect, only a very small number of people can get a glimpse of the whole picture—— Even if you are my son, I cannot set this precedent."

"..." He knew it!

"But it's okay to borrow the first half of the book." Xue Qirong smiled innocently.

"... If you use the first half of the book to practice, there shouldn't be any after-effects?" Xue Zhe felt his eyes darken.

"Exactly." Xue Qirong nodded, "Jiu Ming Xuan Yin Jue, go up to Jiu Ming, go down to Xuan Yin, there is no way to enter. If you only go up without going down, you can't control the cold air that naturally arises when you practice. , will be disturbed by it, and can only be suppressed until the body is successful, but it is only suppressed."

"..." Xue Zhe felt his face cramp, "Then how can I borrow the whole book?"

"If you become the master of the Demon Sect, then the Jiuming Xuanyin Jue will naturally be at your disposal." Xue Qirong smiled, as if participating in a win-win business meeting.

"What is the master of the Demon Sect going to do?"

"Leading the Demon Sect, and going the same way with the martial arts—now, there are almost only the five great families left—turnover negotiations, just some trivial matters."

Turnaround negotiation?Reminiscent of Shen Yueying a few days ago, it was hard for Xue Zhe to believe that this "turnaround negotiation" was a polite "turnaround negotiation" where everyone sat at the negotiating table as he imagined...

"That is to say, if I become the head of that demon sect, the responsibilities of dealing with the five great families will all be mine?"

"Yes." Xue Qirong smiled and nodded.

"……"Depend on!

Thinking about it now, Xue Zhe can be sure that Xue Qirong is definitely planning to let him be the "door master" of Lao Shizi, and he doesn't even bother to cover up his intention.

But... why?

After all, Xue Qirong was his own father, and the father and son had done a good job, so there was no reason to make trouble for him out of nowhere.

If it is to "experience" himself... Xue Zhe shook his head, this idea is not reliable, his father is not the kind of person who would let his son fall into danger and ignore him.And even if he is, if he really caused something to happen to Xue Zhe for the sake of "training" his son, then Xue Zhe has no doubt that his gentle and quiet mother will immediately turn into a lioness and let Xue Qirong have a good taste It is called "Hedong Lion Roar".

In view of his father's stance of bronchitis all along, even if this sect master becomes the master, there shouldn't be too much danger.Besides, it's the People's Republic of China now, so it's obviously not a harmonious society...

But analysis is analysis, thinking about Shen Yueying who came to the door aggressively a few days ago, Xue Zhe still couldn't help but shudder.

But if you think about it carefully, there is only one such thing.He has lived for more than 20 years since he was a child, and he has always believed that the so-called martial arts is just a novelist's words, which shows that Xue Qirong covered everything up very well.Moreover, in Xue Zhe's impression, although Xue Qirong is also busy with official duties, he still cares about his family. It can be seen that this "Magic Sect Master" should not be a troublesome job—at least this job does not prevent his father from being his. private entrepreneurs.

Xue Zhe sighed.

The analysis is like this, but in the face of this kind of occupation, which at first glance is to shoulder the heavy responsibility of being anti-human, anti-society, disrupting public order, destroying harmony, etc., as an ordinary person, he still feels a lot of pressure...

After working in the kitchen for a long time, Xue Zhe finally finished dinner.

"Dinner is not bad~" Xue Qirong reviewed the menu and was very satisfied.

"Wait for me first, I'll go and wake Xiaoshe up." I don't know what strange thing was put in Xue Qirong's glass of wine, but Bushe has been sleeping until now after drinking it.

...He wouldn't give a child sleeping pills, would he?

Facing Xue Zhe's skeptical eyes, Xue Qirong immediately stated: "That wine is specially researched by our ancestors to suppress the cold air. It is absolutely good for nourishing Qi and nourishing the body."

Xue Zhe glanced at him sideways, turned around and entered Unforgiven's room without saying anything.

The lights in the room were not turned on. Fortunately, although it was dark at this time, there was still a lot of light coming in from the window, and it was barely possible to see the scene inside the room clearly.

Xue Zhe tiptoed to Bu'she's bed, but to his surprise, Bu'jie was still awake.According to his previous guess, even if Bu She didn't wake up originally, the sound he made during the time he came in was enough to wake him up who was always alert.

It seems that the hypnotic effect of that wine is very good...

Xue Zhe murmured in his heart, and stretched out his hand to call Bushe.He stretched out his hand, but it stopped slowly above Bu She's body.

The person in front of him was sleeping soundly, his eyes were firmly closed, his brows were stretched, and he didn't seem to be infested by nightmares at all.

Xue Zhe sighed lightly.

Thinking about it carefully, he seems to seldom see Bushe sleeping soundly.

The Jiu Ming Xuan Yin Jue always occurs at night, so that even if he falls asleep, he dare not sleep deeply, only dare to sleep lightly...

The instigator smiled wryly—if it wasn’t because of his impulsiveness at the beginning, he insisted on slanting his sword, dismantling the original good exercises and setting up an incomplete version to cause trouble for the protagonist in his own writing, what would have happened?

...Maybe I don't know anything else, but at least I can sleep a few more peace of mind.

He remembered that according to his original setting, even if he returned to the Valley of Unforgiveness five years later, Unforgiveness would still be troubled by the backlash of the cold air, but at that time, he had gradually learned how to completely suppress the cold air, and even use it.

But the method he found out by himself was unstable after all, and it made him suffer a lot...

What about now?

Another five years?

Even if in the past five years he could provide Bu Amnesty with a life of peace without having to fight with others, would that be all right?

It would be fine if there is no solution, but now...

"... Ah Zhe?" A vague voice sounded, Xue Zhe lowered his head when he heard the voice, and immediately felt a cool feeling in the palm of his hand.

Bushe didn't know when he woke up, seeing Xue Zhe standing beside him, he stretched out his hand in a daze, and put it on Xue Zhe's hand.

Although it is medicinal wine, it is still wine after all. After the first contact with this drink, Bushe immediately understood why Xue Zhe didn't let him drink it...

The cold air has been expelled, and the body is indeed much more comfortable.But this dizzy feeling is really not very good...

"Uncomfortable?" Seeing him frowning and not speaking, Xue Zhe asked.

"...Hmm." If he was more sober, Bu Huan probably wouldn't say it so frankly, but at this moment...

Holding his hands in mid-air is not very comfortable after all, as soon as Xue Zhe let go, Bu'she naturally pulled his hands over, turned over, and directly hugged his hands in his arms, and buried his head Rubbed.

……Oh My God.

Xue Zhe was startled, and then he couldn't help but smile bitterly—well, from this action, he can probably tell that Bu Ai is indeed drunk.

So naturally he can't just walk away... Okay.

Anyway, it's nothing more than making the nasty old man wait a little longer.

Sitting sideways on the head of the bed, he quietly watched the sleeping person, the corners of his mouth slowly raised, and a faint smile appeared.

Well, since it was his fault, now that he has a chance, this mistake should be corrected.