The male match took the wrong female match script

At night, the brightly lit hall is like the only lighthouse in the darkness, waiting for those who have not yet returned home.

Shen Xiuke and the two approached cautiously, and the first thing they saw was the familiar plaque with the word "Qi Mansion". The color of these two characters was like dried blood, presenting an ominous brown color.He didn't forget how Murong Xian described how the hall was created earlier, so he didn't relax his vigilance.

The picture of Yin-Yang fish under her feet attracted Murong Xian's curiosity. She stared at the two slow-moving Yin-Yang fish, and said with obvious lips: "What are those?"

"Cultivation method." Shen Xiuke replied silently.

The door of the main hall was open, Shen Xiuke and the two walked lightly, for fear of waking up.Entering the hall, the sufficient light inside made the two people who were a bit depressed feel more comfortable.

The inside of the main hall of the Diaolanhuadong is actually quite homely, and the furnishings during the period are similar to those of ordinary people.When Shen Xiuke was guessing where the token might be placed, his sleeve was pulled by Murong Xian.Her voice was very low, and she pointed her fingers slightly: "Quick, look there!"

Shen Xiu could follow her meaning and finally understood why she was trembling.

There is nothing unusual about the furnishings in the hall, but the paintings on the surrounding walls are jaw-dropping and horrifying.I saw three huge paintings hanging on the three walls. Looking from a distance, all the scrolls were divided into upper and lower parts. On the top were countless layers of skeletons, while the bottom was blood-red, like Abi Hell.Shen Xiuke only glanced at the content, and felt overwhelming resentment rushing towards his face.

The yin-yang fish swims faster, and the grievances are all resolved when they come here.Shen Xiuke's complexion suddenly became solemn, and the yin-yang fish picture under his feet instantly expanded, bringing both of them into the protective circle.He held the moon-white long sword in his hand, and the edge of the sword shone with sharp light.

"Where is the token?" He looked at everything around him vigilantly, but his eyes couldn't help looking at the three-sided giant painting.

Murong Xian didn't even arrive at the foundation building period, so he was thrown into a trance by this resentment.Shen Xiuke's voice pulled her into reality, and then she hurriedly put the jade pendant in her palm and explained: "The two keepsakes were once fused into a drop of our respective blood, and there will be a reaction when the distance is close."

Sure enough, as soon as she finished speaking, the auspicious cloud in the middle of the jade pendant suddenly boiled like boiling water, and then the red auspicious cloud gradually condensed, and finally turned into the color of a drop of fresh blood.

It turned out that this auspicious cloud was the blood that Qi Ren dripped when he was young.

As soon as the blood appeared, the three-sided scroll seemed to be excited.The resentment turned out to be heavy, just standing here, I was hit by all kinds of negative emotions and my head was dizzy.Shen Xiuke was about to take out a cleansing pill, when he heard Murong Xian scream, before he had time to check, he felt a huge suction pulling him towards one place.

The moon white long sword left traces across the ground, the yin-yang fish swam quickly, and the yin-yang fish figure under its feet was completely in motion.When Shen Xiuke opened his eyes again, he was standing on the grass where the grass was growing and warblers were flying.

This is where?He looked around, the air was fresh, sporadic flowers were blooming, and the sky was full of clouds, just like a picture of warm spring.

"Come here!" A few children ran out of nowhere, shouting as they ran, as if they hadn't seen him, they happily pulled the kite by the string in their hands, and as the kite flew higher and higher, they The smile on the face is about to sway.

Could it be that he entered some kind of illusion like last time?Shen Xiuke stood there for a long time, watching those children who were only six or seven years old laughing and playing, as if he hadn't seen him.

He tentatively took a few steps forward, and even walked in front of them, only to find out that they ignored him and became more certain of his guess just now.

They really couldn't see him, Shen Xiuke thought about these children, and felt that it is more likely that he is trapped in the memories of the Qi family.If he didn't guess wrong, it probably has something to do with the three paintings he saw earlier.

If those paintings were transformed from the memory of the dead Qi family, then the resentment attacking him and the current scene could both be explained.However, the question now is, what is the purpose of the resentment pulling him into the memory in the painting?Why don't you just watch these kids fly kites?

Shen Xiuke simply found a place to sit with his legs crossed, and decided to stay the same in response to all changes.Weiyue was pulled out of his hair by him, and its place was replaced by the hosta. At this time, it turned into a small sapling with a length of only [-] centimeters and took root next to him.

Weiyue's consciousness woke up, and she said dutifully: "Master, your guess is roughly right. This place is a memory constructed by people's grievances. It can also be called an illusion."

Shen Xiuke nodded, raised his head and looked around, and said: "It's strange to say, it's obviously made of resentment, but when I'm in it, I can feel the existence of a little bit of resentment."

The crown of the small locust tree has sprouted, and it swayed a few times at this time: "It may be very hidden. According to my ability, I can't detect the existence of a soul body."

Shen Xiuke tugged at the locust tree leaves boredly, and stared at the children who were chasing each other. At this moment, beads of sweat were dripping from their faces from running, and their laughter was full of joy.He couldn't help curling his lips, but quickly remembered what Murong Xian said, knowing that they would die that night, the corners of his mouth pressed down again: "Well, let's see again."

After waiting for two full hours, those children began to sit on the ground lazily from being full of energy.

"Oops, I forgot the time!" One of the children yelled, and one of the children trembled in fright, and the kite flew away.

"Oh, Qi Shuyi, my kite!"

Qi Shuyi's face was flustered: "What do you care about the kite at this time, if our parents know that we are out to play secretly and miss the class, we will have a board!"

The imaginary scene of blooming buttocks is very scary. Qi Shu also took the lead and has more experience, so he quickly made a decision: "Before it's too late, let's go back quickly, and everyone don't talk about it and play."

"Yeah!" Others catered one after another, and some children couldn't help being afraid, "Fortunately, I didn't invite that kid when I came out this time, otherwise it would be miserable."

"Can you stop the crow's mouth?" Qi Shuyi's heart skipped a beat when he said it, and happened to catch a glimpse of a figure.

Qi Ren followed their line of sight, and saw a child walking towards this side with a tense face, he was carrying a wooden sword, walking with his head held high, and the green bamboo robe thought he was even fairer. Zhang Xiaobaozi had a solemn expression on his face.Obviously his stature looks like he is only six or seven years old, but his momentum is much higher than those children.

For some reason, Shen Xiu remembered that Qi Ren also likes this look on weekdays, but no one is so cute with a bun face.

"It's time for class, if you don't leave, the teacher will ask you.!" The voice of speaking is childish, very cute.

Seeing that he didn't come to ask for guilt, Qi Shu also gave him an unused kite: "I still want to ask you to fly a kite." He was right, he wanted to, but he didn't dare.

Others also chirped around and said very flatteringly, "Thank you for reminding us, otherwise we will be scolded again later."

Baozi's face still had the same expression, but Shen Xiu looked carefully, and could see that the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, and he didn't even put down the kite that was handed to him, but held it tightly.

"Well, let's go." Baozi's ears were red.

The person named Qi Shuyi grabbed his shoulders and laughed loudly: "Thank you, Qi Ren, let's go to barbecue together after class."

"That's right, Qi Ren, let's go together." The other children hurriedly put away their things, chasing after them and talking non-stop.

In Shen Xiuke's stupid stupefaction, Baozi replied with the word "um" on Qi Ren's face, and his expression became a little shy.

Is this what Qi Ren looks like in the memory of the Qi family?Shen Xiuke was also curious about what Qi Ren looked like when he was a child, but unfortunately he was already the first disciple of Wendao Sect when he appeared in the fragmented book, so he once thought that Qi Ren should also be a thin and thin boy who was not funny enough when he was young.Although he now has sword eyebrows and star eyes, and a slender figure, he always has a stern face and a breath as sharp as a sword.Later, Shen Xiuke got to know him a little longer, and only occasionally saw his emotions exposed.

Sword Qi is like a person, powerful, standing between the clouds and mist on the top of the mountain, this is Shen Xiuke's overall impression of him.

But the young Qi Ren who appeared in front of him now was a child with a serious bun face, a childish voice, and even came to remind the children of the same clan to go to class so as not to be punished.He would laugh, be shy, hold the kite they gave him tightly in his hand, and walk together and talk calmly while they laughed.

Such Qi Ren, if he grows up in this environment, even if his parents are not around, but the Qi family loves him very much, coupled with his high talent, he must be a young man with high spirits and even arrogance.

Looking at their backs, Shen Xiuke pursed his lips tightly, because he knew that that might not exist at all, and in the coming night, he would lose all his relatives and friends, his family would be ruined overnight, and he would be alone .

Only from Fuyou's few words, Shen Xiu can get a part or two of Venerable Honghua's strictness towards the only disciple.What's more, if a sword cultivator wants to obtain Qi Ren's current ability, how can he be able to achieve it with high talent?

Little Qi Ren doesn't know what will happen in the future, maybe in his young heart he even thinks that these tribesmen will always be there, even if they will experience their own experiences in the future because of their cultivation, but as long as the Qi family is there, they will always meet one day. It is the information given to him by the world he came into contact with when he was young.

But the Qi family will be gone in the end, and even the members of the clan will all die, leaving him with only short memories.

Looking at that small figure, Shen Xiuke's heart was pulled hard.That's right, Qi Ren is not the strongest sword cultivator in the remnant book yet, even becoming the strongest sword cultivator is more difficult and arduous than he imagined.

"Qi Ren, I brought the sweet-scented osmanthus cake made by my mother, you can eat a piece later, it's delicious."

"And the dried spiritual fruit that my father brought from outside is also very sweet. I'll share some with you."

"And, and..."

They had short legs, so they walked slowly if they insisted on being crowded together, so Shen Xiu could hear clearly what he said. He got up and followed them, seeing clearly the growing smile on Little Qi Ren Baozi's face, Also see a sore nose.

He followed a group of children, and Josuke eyed them blatantly as a memory from the past.Xiaohuai sapling Weiyue pulled up the roots and ran behind, and finally jumped up and stood on his shoulders.Fortunately, there was no soil on the roots of her tree, otherwise Shen Xiu might not be able to resist throwing her away.

Following them laughing and walking all the way, Shen Xiuke had a rough idea of ​​the original appearance of Qi's house.Walking along the long corridor to the end is their academy, and after coming out of the academy through an arched gate, it is the martial arts training ground.Xiao Qiren listened attentively with a sullen little bun face during the theory class, and couldn't help squinting his eyes after eating the sweet-scented osmanthus cake brought by his companion during class, Shen Xiuke noticed that he secretly licked the icing on the corner of his mouth clean.

It turned out that he likes to eat sweets. Although he felt that it didn't fit his aloof image, Shen Xiuke still remembered it.

After a short rest, he followed Qi Ren to the training ground.The children who have not reached the spiritual stage are all doing various exercises according to the coach's method, preparing for the future spiritual energy entering the body.Qi Ren also waved the wooden sword earnestly, repeating the most basic movements over and over again, and finally rested with a blushing face under the prompt of the coach.

Day by day, Shen Xiu did not know how to follow Xiao Qiren for a few days. He had seen his seriousness, and he had also seen him practice continuously during the break after being scolded by the coach for not doing well, and even when he felt aggrieved. Secretly hugging him at night.I also saw more and more smiling faces among his companions, and the little Baozi's face is full of expectations for the future.

During these days, Xiao Qi Ren would occasionally look to his side, as if aware of his existence.However, his eyes would quickly move away, making Shen Xiu feel that he was thinking too much. This was in other people's memories, not going back in time.

After a few days like this, in an exceptionally quiet field, Shen Xiuke's heart skipped a beat. He looked up at the full moon hanging high in the sky, knowing that what the resentment wanted him to see was finally coming.

......

"Qi Ren, let's go to class."

"Qi Ren, I brought my mother's sweet-scented osmanthus cake again, this time she made some more for me, you can eat a few more."

"Qi Ren, Shu also called you to play together, you child, take a rest first, it's okay to play."

Those happy, joyful and relaxed calls seemed to run out of a box buried deep in the soil, and all poured into his brain, making his brain ache.

The only relaxed past in childhood appeared one after another, and Qi Ren couldn't tell whether it was reality or illusion for a moment.He became the self he was when he was a child, the self who was carefree and not afraid of the future. He turned into Xiao Qiren and experienced everything again, attending classes, practicing martial arts, playing, and occasionally crying at night.

But who was that gentle gaze that seemed to be looking at him when we were crying?Qi Ren didn't know, he just sensed that someone was protecting him.

Before he could figure out why, the scene turned around, and there were screams of crying all over him.

Qi Shuyi, Qi Hanshuang, Qi Dong... those familiar and immature faces fell down one by one in front of him, they opened their eyes and wanted to talk to him, but there was no sound other than the foam constantly coming out of the corners of their mouths Can't send it out.

"Hurry up and hide!" Someone hugged his stunned body and fled with difficulty, and turned back after discovering that the entire Qi family was covered by an enchantment, and finally hid him in a cellar.

"Don't make a sound, don't take revenge, live well!" It was the uncle who was the strictest to him on weekdays, because he was feared by other children because of his burly face and male appearance.

"Live on..." But at this moment, the uncle's tone was filled with endless desolation and encouragement to him.

The lid of the cellar was closed, and the last light in front of Xiao Qi Ren disappeared.There were constant screams outside, and he seemed to be going out, but the uncle was standing on the lid and was tightly blocked.When he was struggling, he suddenly heard a muffled groan, followed by the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

Before Xiao Qiren could react, the warm liquid dripped onto his face bit by bit, exuding the smell of rust.

It was uncle's blood. He didn't know how long he stood there in a daze. When he realized that he had already covered his mouth with his hands, his eyes were wide open in the darkness, and even his body was stiff.

In the dark, he felt the cruelty of fate to him: Uncle... died, just like his parents just now.

Xiao Qiren huddled in the cellar, and the seeds of hatred pierced through the barren soil of the soul, taking root and sprouting unscrupulously.He didn't know how long he was going to stay in the cellar, he just sat with his eyes glazed over.

In the main hall, Qi Ren stood in front of the painting with his eyes closed, surrounded by resentment and suffering.

And Shen Xiuke, who was caught in the memories of the Qi family, has been by Xiao Qiren's side and witnessed all the tragic events with his own eyes.He thought he could see the murderer, but it was a pity that he could only see his relatives fall one by one when he followed Xiao Qiren, until he was temporarily hidden in the cellar by his uncle.

Knowing that this is because the memory cannot be changed, maybe Qi Ren was too young at that time to see the murderer at all.In this regard, Shen Xiu decided to look elsewhere, because after following these days, he became more and more sure that these memories should be composed of multiple people's memories, otherwise the scenes would not be so rich.

His thought at this time was very simple, since the murderer could not be seen from Xiao Qi Ren's perspective, how about from other people's perspective?

Shen Xiu didn't know why he did this, and he didn't know what use it would be, but he did it anyway, it was more like an instinct, like the guidance of fate.He quickly came to the front hall, the scene inside was very tragic, and Weiyue, who always liked to stand on his shoulder and chattered non-stop, completely shut up.Countless corpses fell everywhere on the ground, and the blood flowing out filled the gaps in the floor tiles.Hearing from others is completely different from seeing it with his own eyes, especially since he can even call out the names of many corpses during this period.

No one returned in the front hall, Shen Xiuke's temples twitched, it was obviously a memory, but he felt a palpitation inexplicably.

He suddenly ran towards the cellar where Qi Ren was hiding. Amidst the soaring aura of blood, Uncle Qi Ren's eyes were open, and there was a big pool of blood under his body, without any breath.His body was pressed tightly against the cellar lid, completely concealing his nephew's hiding place.

But what shocked Shen Xiuke the most was that beside Uncle Qi Ren's body, Venerable Hong Hua of Dao Dao Sect stood there with downcast eyes.His whole body was subdued, if it wasn't for the wide-sleeved robe with the Zongmen logo on the cuffs, and the face with one side, Shen Xiu probably wouldn't have thought it was him.

Could it be that Venerable Honghua came to rescue Qi Ren, but he was just one step too late?

But he was already in the Mahayana stage at that time, and there were very few people in the entire cultivation world who could reach his level. Besides, the fire hadn't come out at this time, which meant that the murderer was still there, and he had no reason not to confront him.

A terrifying idea suddenly appeared in Shen Xiuke's mind, and this frightening guess was confirmed when he recalled the death scene of the Qi family and there was no trace of fighting.His heart almost jumped into his throat, and he felt that he was approaching the truth unintentionally.

What if Venerable Honghua is the murderer?Shen Xiuke's throat couldn't help but tighten.

No matter how many people the family with the highest cultivation level is only at the Golden Core stage, they will not be the target of the Mahayana stage monks. You don’t need to kill them yourself, you only need to set up an enchantment to cover up everything that happened here, and treat them just like you. It's as easy as stomping on an ant.The most coincidental thing is that in the eyes of the world, Venerable Honghua has nothing to do with the Qi family. If a Mahayana period exterminates a family with such painstaking efforts, but recruits its talented children as closed-door disciples to train them strictly, if it is a murderer It is also impossible.

But often, many of the most impossible things turn out to be the truth, only because no one dares to believe, no one dares to guess, so they are covered up in the dust of time.

If Shen Xiuke originally had a little hesitation in his own judgment, then this hesitation was quickly dispelled by Venerable Honghua turning around and leaving.His gaze landed on Uncle Qi Ren's body, and then disappeared.But Shen Xiu didn't believe that he didn't notice the existence of Qi Ren at this time, otherwise he wouldn't stop looking at a useless corpse.

Perhaps, Qi Ren was the purpose of his trip, otherwise how could he slaughter all the Qi family members, but let Xiao Qi Ren hide in the cellar alone.Shen Xiu could imagine that he should be waiting for a suitable opportunity, an opportunity for Xiao Qiren to go with him willingly, to bear everything in despair in the dark, and then descend like a god to lend a helping hand.

How ironic if all this is true!

Shen Xiuke clenched his fists tightly, even though there was a long time between him and Xiao Qi Ren, he just wanted to accompany him through the darkest moment.He came to the cellar, and even the darkness couldn't prevent him from finding that proud bun face accurately.Xiao Qiren sat on the ground blankly, enduring everything that fate gave him. In the darkness, his eyes were wide open, as if the light inside had been swallowed up by the darkness, the little bun was covered with tears, One mouth was tightly shut.

He didn't dare to cry because he was afraid of being discovered, but his fear and helplessness made him cry. The most chilling thing was that the person who knew all this was watching coldly from above.

Shen Xiuke knelt down and tried to reach out his hand to wipe away his tears, but he had to give up after realizing that the two of them could not touch at all.But he didn't give up, and stretched out his arms to hug this small trembling body, and couldn't help comforting him: "Qi Ren, don't be afraid."

Outside, Qi Ren, who had his eyes closed in front of the painting, was hit by waves of negative emotions, as if he had returned to the small and dark cellar and couldn't break free. After an unknown amount of time, a gentle and powerful voice rang in his ears. A voice came from the side: "Qi Ren, don't be afraid."