[shooting eagle] teacher and wife

Huang Yaoshi knew that Lian Qing was a person with a story.

Unlike all the young people in their 20s he has seen, although Lian Qing always smiles, this smile is like a mask, hiding all his true thoughts.

Huang Yaoshi likes reading, but it is different from reading. It is too difficult to understand a person.

Because a person's mind is too complicated, sometimes, even he himself may not know what he is thinking.

In the past, he didn't understand Lian Qing, and he didn't want to understand.

But now, he wanted to understand this person, but he didn't know how to understand this enigmatic person.

Lian Qing stayed in Huangfu for more than half a year, and the servants all thought he was a gentle and kind person.

But this is not the case.He kept an insurmountable distance from everyone, even as an apprentice, he was not much better than those people.

This is intolerable to Huang Yaoshi.

He and him, he and them, should be different.

Huang Yaoshi was not reconciled to such a distance, let alone tolerated the increase in the distance between them.

He has never understood so clearly that they do not belong to the same world as at this moment.

It has never been so clear as at this moment that he wants to enter his world.

In front of these, the relationship between the dead man in black and Lian Qing, and why he killed them, is actually not that important. Even Huang Yaoshi could not care about the brutal killing and destruction of corpses by the youth before.

The body that seemed to be immobilized by the hold technique finally resumed its action.

He hurried forward and grabbed the young white shirt in front of him.

--Wait for me.

—Wait for me again.

——One day, you and I will exist in the same world.

Lian Qing stopped, lowered her head slightly, and a hand as clean as jade came into view.Going up the blue sleeves, the boy's stubborn expression came into view.

This made Lian Qing's mood even more complicated.

He should have been happy, because Huang Yaoshi's move represented not only recognition, but also trust.Gaining the trust of this defensive and vigilant young man is an essential part of Lian Qing's plan.

However, he had to admit that if the boy just stood there in the end.Well, he'll give him up.

This time, Lian Qing gave him the right to choose again.

Because Huang Yaoshi is different in his heart.

He appreciates him.

The biggest difference between Lian Qing and Huang Yaoshi lies in the honesty of the youth, the honesty to himself.

Self-deception is the safe haven that most people find for themselves. They give up because of cowardice, and retreat because of fear, but they have to cover it up with high-sounding reasons.But Huang Yaoshi is different, no matter what kind of people or things he faces, he is always loyal to his heart and will not deliberately escape.What he wants and what he doesn't want, his thoughts are clear, and his behavior will do the same.

This is something Lian Qing can't do, and he has never seen it in anyone he meets.

People are always fond of what they don't have.

That's why Lian Qing appreciates Huang Yaoshi.

Averting his eyes from the young man, he suppressed the hidden thoughts.

It was God's will, since Huang Yaoshi made his decision, Lian Qing would not give him another chance to regret it.

Kindness is too much for him at one time.

"If you tear it down, it will wrinkle."

After paying half the salary, the young man made fun of him.

"Let's go together."

Lian Qing's clothes were loosened, and the corners of Huang Yaoshi's mouth curled up in a pleasant arc.

"Master, I'm worrying too much. I can still afford the money for a white shirt."

The original weird atmosphere was reversed by two laughing words.

After that, the two did not return to Huangfu.They continued westward until they came to the wheat fields in the outer suburbs.

Unlike flowers, wheat has neither a showy appearance nor a strong fragrance.

But without flowers, people will not die, and without wheat, people may not be able to survive.

So relatively speaking, Lian Qing, who is very realistic, prefers wheat to flowers.

As he moved his mind, he brought Huang Yaoshi here.

"Is there nothing you want to ask me?"

"No."

The warm wind blew up, setting off layers of wheat waves. Lian Qing stood at the edge of the field, bathed in the golden sunlight, looking ahead, "But, I have something to tell you."

A bright brilliance flashed across Huang Yaoshi's Rumo eyes, "I'm very free now, since the master wants to talk, I don't mind listening." He replied nonchalantly.

"Then just listen to it." Lian Qing was amused by the young man's awkwardness, "Do you still remember Bu Qing?"

While practicing martial arts, Huang Yaoshi also began to read the history of the world brought by Lian Qing.The image of this name is very profound, "the ghost ghost of the underworld."

Seventy years ago, a sect called Nether Realm suddenly appeared in the Jianghu, and challenged the masters of various sects one after another, causing a bloody storm in the martial arts in the Central Plains, and was regarded as a demon sect by the martial arts people at that time.

Youming Guizun Buqing is the head of this sect. At that time, he was unique in the martial arts world with his exquisite martial arts, and defeated hundreds of masters.However, at the time when his popularity was at its peak, he was assassinated by a woman who was still his wife.

There are different opinions about the reasons. Some people say that this woman married Bu Qing to avenge the murder of her father. Later, she took the opportunity to poison Bu Qing to death. Some people said that this was just Bu Qing's blindfold. He obtained the supreme martial arts secret book , wanted to practice in seclusion, and was afraid of being disturbed by the false news released. Some people said that Bu Qing loved this woman deeply, and this woman was very kind. Under her persuasion, he gave up the martial arts and accompanied her to the mountain forest .

As for the truth, no one knows except Bu Qing himself and the people in the Nether Realm.

After Bu Qing's death, the minds of the Mingyu were scattered, and the people of the Yuyu scrambled for power, and then gradually split into the three sects of An, Ling, and Xuan.Soon, under the encirclement and suppression of justice in Jianghu, he retreated steadily, and finally had to retreat to Nether Valley.

——This is roughly the general content of Jianghu history.

"The content recorded in the history of Jianghu is not complete. Generally speaking, there is only one head of a sect. But the underworld is different, there are two people. The Nether Ghost Venerable manages the teaching affairs, and the Nether Sage controls the hearts of the people."

"For mutual restraint? No, not only that, if one of them has an accident, then there will be no leaderless situation."

"That's true. Bu Qing is the best example. He is the only one who holds two identities. Therefore, his failure also caused the Nether Realm to collapse into a mess. However, these are not the point—" Lian Qing said The tone suddenly changed, "The Underworld holds a sacrifice every year, and the sacrifice is the blood of boys and girls. However, this is only superficially fooling the people in the region. The real reason is that the Nether Ghost Venerable Martial arts need to absorb the blood of virgin boys and girls."

"Master, you are also from the Nether Realm."

Otherwise, how can we know these secrets?

"Yes, I am one of the candidates for this Nether Sage."

Lian Qing withdrew his gaze from a distance, and looked sideways at the young man, "Although I take you as a disciple, you are not from the Nether Realm. If you see someone with a red lotus painted on their hands in the future, don't let them find out that you know me." .”

——Don't get involved in these right and wrong.

The young man didn't say it clearly, but Huang Yaoshi understood the implied warning, which is probably why the other party told him these things.Moreover, since Lian Qing is one of the candidates, he must be in a competitive and hostile state with other competitors.Killing those men in black was not only to avoid revealing his whereabouts, but also to protect himself and dig out future troubles.

A certain young man who thought things through clearly asked deliberately: "Master told me, why did you tell me? These things should not be passed on as top secret."

"What do you say?"

Compared with cunning, how can the master be inferior to the apprentice?

What a horrible answer.The boy curled his lips.

The two stood on the path beside the field for a long time, and they didn't return home until sunset.

"Actually, I did one thing wrong today." On the way back, Lian Qing raised it abruptly.

"What's the matter?" The boy looked at him suspiciously.

"I should leave someone behind and let you do it yourself."

To kill is to protect oneself.If you don't know how to kill, if you don't have the heart to kill, you will be the one who dies in the end.

People who are new to the rivers and lakes do not understand this truth.And when they do, it's too late for some of them.

"If, I asked you to do it, what would you do?"

He would hesitate, but in the end he would do it.

During the period of exile in Yunnan, Huang Yaoshi saw many people die, and realized how precious life is.

People are selfish, in order to survive, even if they take other people's lives, it seems right to them.

What's more, if those people don't die, the master will also be in trouble.

For his own sake and for his master's sake, he would kill them.

"—kill them."

This is the only option, and it is a must.

The boy's tone was firm and serious.

"Wise choice."

Lian Qing looked sideways at the young man, and there was no trace of guilt in his expression.

- This is a good start.

Dongxie, can he be a soft-hearted person.

And he doesn't need a soft-hearted Dong Xie.

"When I killed someone for the first time, I hesitated for too long and was almost killed."

When he first came to this world, he carried the moral values ​​of the original world, and he was still unable to pass the test in his heart when it came to killing people.

However, the reality of the jungle has taught him a harsh lesson.

Then, with the first time, there will be the second time.After a long time, when the blood on the hands is countless, you will find that killing people is actually very easy.

"So, pharmacist, no matter what, being able to survive is the most important thing."

The author has something to say: change the title that I always thought was weird~