Why did Jianzun steal his relatives [Rebirth]

Not long after, Xiao Yihe touched the place and landed in the courtyard where the demon dao temporarily lived.

As soon as the door was pushed open, the room was full of jewels and jewels, and there were a few gold silk Taoist robes on the hanger on the east side. I don't know how many ignorant rich people have been deceived by the blood-thirsty doorman with this fake outfit over the years to obey him.

It seems that no matter how many years have passed, "longevity" is still the most tempting bait.

He wandered around the house, but saw no one in the house, Xiao Yihe coughed, and reluctantly called out: "... rich!"

After shouting, I felt uncomfortable, not to mention that no one answered at all, but the little dog who guarded the house in the courtyard next door responded arrogantly a few times.

"..."

This name must be changed!

After groping around, he finally found a mechanism at the head of the bed. When he broke it hard, the bed cracked a gap, revealing a black hole. The bottom was cool and dark, with no light at all, and bursts of blood went straight into his nose. .

At the beginning, Cuixuemen was smashed into the lair by Daomen's cooperation because of cultivating evil methods and harming people's lives. I didn't expect that there would be fish caught in the net.

He frowned, thinking that this blood-thirsty door is really a bad habit, and he has to dig a dungeon at home wherever he goes.

He pinched his nose and jumped down.

As soon as it hit the ground, there was a slight clang of iron chains.

Xiao Yihe took out several fire talismans and threw them around, several balls of fire lighted up in the cold dungeon, finally illuminating the whole place——

The horizontal and vertical dimensions were no more than five steps, and the digging was very imprecise, so it could be seen that they had settled down hastily. There were three or four thick iron cages for ferocious birds and beasts on the ground, and there were thick scabs on the cages.

It's not so much a dungeon, it's more like a palm-sized cellar.

In this darkness, a touch of white suddenly appeared.

It was a young man, completely naked in an iron cage, only wearing a thin black garment, which was embroidered with the pattern of blood-thirsty gate, and a few hard steamed buns were scattered around him.

The iron cage was extremely short, and it was difficult for even the closed beast to turn around, so the boy could only squat inside, his feet bound by thick iron chains, which were too thick and heavy for his slender ankles, so that He couldn't move an inch.

His toes were red and swollen from the cold, and his ankles were worn out by the rough rust on the chains, oozing out dirty blood, and the depth of the wound almost saw the bones.

The child's face was pale, his eyes were lifeless, and there was a lingering smell between his brows.

Xiao Yihe's throat was astringent, and it was clear that when we met last year, his eyes were so bright, even clearer than the silver moon in the West Desolation that everyone praised.

It was the first month of winter outside, and it was snowing heavily.When everyone in the world is celebrating New Year's Eve happily, did he spend it alone in this small and dark cellar?

Hearing someone coming, the child didn't turn his head, and fiddled with the steamed buns at his feet as if numb.

It wasn't until the sound of footsteps approached that he hugged his knees and hid in the cage.

Xiao Yihe saw a few drops of dried blood spilling on the side of the cage, spreading all the way to his side - the black single clothes formed a dazzling contrast with the fair skin and the deep red blood.

He took a breath, drew his sword out of its sheath, and was about to slash it, but he was afraid that the sword energy would hurt the already scarred child, so he calmed down, pulled out a dagger, condensed the subtle blade intent, and cut the knife The iron lock was carefully picked open.

Xiao Yihe stretched out his palm: "Don't be afraid, it's me."

The child looked at him quietly in the shadows, with a little confusion in his eyes.After a long time, he vaguely remembered that it seemed to be the "immortal" he had been looking forward to year after year.

He doesn't seem to be so eager for "immortal" now.

... Immortal, what is it?

What am I... what?

He couldn't figure it out, but felt his arm was itchy, and something was dripping down, so he lifted up his cuff and expressionlessly licked away the blood dripping from his wrist.

Only then did Xiao Yihe see that a long black needle was pierced into each of his inner forearms, buried under the skin, exuding a devilish energy.

Small spells linger on the long needle, causing the wound to continuously suck the yin energy from the needle, so that it cannot heal, and the blood can only slowly seep out along the needle hole.

The Xuexuemen is a traitor from the Puppet Sect, so Xiao Yihe has heard some bad things about the Xuexuemen from Ning Wuzhi.

Xiao Yihe had heard about them using people to refine Gu, but he had never seen it with his own eyes.I only heard that the human Gu made from this method is bloodthirsty and ruthless, unless the head and limbs are cut off, once it is activated, it will never stop and cause endless harm.

The Cuxuemen called the person who was refined Gu material "Gu material", because the process of refining Gu material was extremely painful, so the Gu material must be a person with good bones and a strong heart, who can survive the pain of the spell.

The better the Gu material, the stronger the refined human Gu will be.

The mere evil sect naturally didn't have so many good seedlings to use to refine Gu, so the blood-thirsty sect often captured scattered cultivators in various places and used them as Gu materials.

Unexpectedly, the blood-thirsty disciple who slipped through the net would be so frenzied that even mortal children would not be spared.

This young man's skin was originally cold and pale, and blue-red blood vessels could be seen in the thin skin, like a porcelain doll that was fragile to the touch.

But now the blood veins are tainted and purple, with the curse seal running along the veins of his arms, running towards his heart, if Xiao Yihe comes a few days later, the purple vein of the curse seal will penetrate into his chest, and it will be difficult to recover.

Even adult monks may not be able to withstand the pain of refining Gu.But the boy in front of him just licked away the blood quietly, and didn't cry, as if the pain had nothing to do with him.

When Xiao Yihe saw this child for the first time, he could see that this young man has excellent bones, if he enters Taoism and practice, he will become a great weapon.

But he didn't want to break it.

After all, Master reminds me every day that everything in this world has its own law.What's more, Xiao Yihe loves the prosperity of the world. Although the mortal world is full of hard work, it also has fun. It would be a good thing if he could spend a hundred years in peace and contentment.

But he didn't expect that such a good seedling who was placed in the major sects for fear of being robbed was actually used by such inferior evil cultivators as the blood-reducing sect to refine them into human gu!

Looking at the child's eyes now, it seems that most of his mind has been destroyed by the Gu poison, and he only has a strong interest in the blood flowing from his arms.

Not a good sign.

Xiao Yihe didn't hesitate anymore, he bent down and got into the iron cage, wrapped his arms around the child's waist with one hand, and cut off the shackles on his feet with the other.

The child was in a trance, and when he saw someone coming to grab him, he instinctively struggled. His dirty body had never been cleaned, and his nails had not been trimmed for many years. They were long and sharp, and soon scratched Xiao Yihe's neck and ears out several times. Road bloodstains.

Xiao Yihe hissed: "Are you a wolf cub, so fierce!"

But no matter how fierce he was, he was just a weak child after all, he had no strength to fight against the young monk, so Xiao Yihe dragged him out of the cage involuntarily, and was held down by his arm, pulling out the two inch-long thick needles come out.

Xiao Yihe: "It hurts a little, bear with it. If you can't bear it, you can cry."

The child stared at him blankly, but did not cry.

Xiao Yihe stroked his forehead hair, and praised: "It's so brave."

After taking the Yin needle, it only stopped the spread of the curse seal, but the Gu poison needs to be slowly dissolved.

Xiao Yihe grabbed him with one hand to keep him from running around, and slashed away with the sword with the other. The sword energy in the cellar shook violently, and several iron cages were smashed together, scattered into broken copper and rotten iron all over the ground. This room is bloody.

Xiao Yihe: "Let's go."

But I don't know whether the child is panicked, angry, or revenge for the "immortal"'s repeated missed appointments——

Xiao Yihe hugged him onto his shoulders, wrapped his coat around him, and when he was about to leave, he bit his shoulder fiercely, Xiao Yihe was caught off guard by this move, staggered in pain, almost flying into the air fall.

"..." He turned his head and looked at the child who was lying on his shoulder and refused to let go, sighed, and felt that he was wronged, so he had no choice but to say, "Okay! Just bite, bite, I owe you!"

Xiao Yihe flew up to the edge of the wall in the air, his snow-white clothes billowing in the wind, like billowing snow waves and spring clouds.

"Little Fugui" raised his eyes from his shoulders, his eyes secretly followed his floating clothes, and after a while, he stretched out his small hand to try to catch the cloud behind the fairy.

His small movements were quickly discovered, and Xiao Yihe smiled brightly: "Aren't you biting? Are you not angry?"

"Little Fugui" immediately groaned again, biting right where he was.

"It hurts, it hurts!" Xiao Yihe exhaled in pain, as if he laughed angrily.

After biting it, "Fu Gui" was sullen, and greedily sucked the fishy sweetness seeping from his collar. His soft tongue was like a cat, and he licked it bit by bit, as if it was an excellent delicacy.

Xiao Yihe's face changed slightly, and he immediately stopped it seriously: "Don't eat!"

The child was startled, and the sharp side teeth were still stained with blood that hadn't been licked clean, and he just stared at him blankly.

He rolled up his cuffs, wiped the blood from the corner of the child's mouth, and said patiently, "There are so many delicious things in the world, my brother will take you to taste them in the future, okay?"

"elder brother……"

The child tilted his head to learn the tongue, still didn't quite understand, but he just liked to stare like this.

His consciousness was completely destroyed by those two penis needles, I am afraid that it will take some time to reshape, and it will take a while to completely get rid of this bad habit of eating blood.

Xiao Yihe sighed: "...forget it, it's up to you."

The child observed his expression and saw that he seemed not angry anymore, so he stuck out his tongue to lick again and again.

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Passing through the city, I saw the lights of thousands of families in the distance, singing and singing, Xiao Yihe hugged the skinny young man, as if he could measure the child's waist with a single slap, and he felt a pang of anger in his heart, thinking that he couldn't be so cheap. Son of a bitch.

——turned his head and went straight to Xue's mansion compound.

It is said that the old and young men of the Xue family were hung on the beams of the house, yelling "Ouch, ouch". Behind the door, the women and children looked at each other in dismay, seeing that the fairy in white had gone for a long time but did not return, and was hesitating whether to let the men down.

Before they could do anything, another hurricane blew up in the courtyard, blowing their hair into messy buns.

Xiao Yihe hugged the child, and landed firmly on the copper and gold stove in the courtyard that had already been extinguished.

The outer shirt covered Xiao Fugui in his arms, and he was left with a simple plain dress, with a moonlight belt stretching out his thin and neat young waist.He stood on the copper stove and looked around, only to be satisfied when he saw that the group of animals were still hanging on the beams.

So he borrowed a kick and jumped down to the ground briskly.

Xiao Fugui saw that those people hanging from the beams were all his blood relatives, including his own father, uncle, and brothers, but he didn't know any of them, let alone have no feelings for them.He was brought home when he was six years old, and he didn't remember anything about his mother, and he didn't even recognize who was his father, so he was sold to someone else.

When he looked at these "blood relatives", it was like looking at clumps of straw with noses and eyes, and there was only coldness and indifference in his heart, without even hatred.

Xiao Yihe yelled at Xue's family members: "Putting your seat, what are you doing in a daze?"

Without further ado, a group of Mr. Xue's aunts moved over to the mahogany tables and chairs in Mr. Xue's house, and even arranged fresh melons, fruits, wine and meat in an extra considerate manner.Xiao Yihe clicked his tongue in amazement, the richest man is indeed the richest man, in this cold winter months, there is such a juicy fruit.

Xiao Yihe put Xiao Fugui in a large armchair covered with tiger and leopard fur, took out a handkerchief, and carefully wiped his hands and face.

There was light snow falling in the yard, Xiao Fugui stretched out his small hand to take a slice, he seemed to have forgotten what it was, so he put it to his mouth and licked it, but before he could taste the taste, the snowflakes melted on his fingers in an instant.

He looked at the wet fingertips with some annoyance.

It seems that for him, the way to re-understand the world is to taste it.

"Come on, this is delicious and sweet." Xiao Yihe was not polite, took a peach by himself, and stuffed a pear for Xiao Fugui.

The child held the pear: "Sweet? Sweet..."

Xiao Yihe was chewing and chewing, sucking the sweet water from the peach, when he turned his head and saw that the blood-thirsty sect fainted in the corner was about to wake up.

Just as he was about to step over, his sleeve was suddenly pulled.

Xiao Fugui murmured in a low voice: "..."

The child wore a white shirt on his head, if not for the obvious scars on his hands and feet, he would have looked like a well-behaved and lovely fairy boy.

Xiao Yihe smiled brightly, and asked in a low voice, "What do you want to say?"

Xiao Fugui lowered his head and refused to lift it up, but his red and swollen hands tightly grasped the hem of his clothes, and whispered again and again: "...Brother."

When he was in the iron cage, every time the golden-cloaked immortal master squatted beside the cage, the most common sentence he said was "obedient", which should be a very good word.Good enough to make people happy, maybe able to keep a person.

He grabbed Xiao Yihe's clothes again, for fear that he would leave: "I...obedient."

Xiao Yihe looked at him with his hands behind his back, and said with a smile, "Aren't you afraid that I will prick you too?"

He can't quite understand words with more than four words. Xiao Fugui blinked at him, but he couldn't quickly retrieve his previous memory and language.

Xiao Yihe raised his sleeves and pointed to the pinhole on his elbow.

Xiao Fugui looked down, pursed his mouth and pondered for a while, if it was the person in front of him... Then he passed his arm in front of his eyes again: "Here, here you are."

Xiao Yihe wondered: "You are willing to prick me, but you are not willing to prick him?...Why?"

Xiao Fugui held the pear in his hand, and forgot to suck the sweet pear water when it flowed into his hand. After being pierced by the Gu needle, he forgot many things, and there were not many memories left in his mind, but he always remembered A packet of sugar.

Very sweet, very sweet.

He thought for a while, and finally searched hard for a few words from the depths of his head, raised his face and said seriously: "You, Tian...Okay, look."

The two words were cut off a lot, but Xiao Yihe understood, laughed loudly, and rubbed his head vigorously: "You little thing, you have learned to judge people by their appearance before you grow up!"

He leaned over and rubbed Xiao Fugui's hands, warmed his red and swollen wound with his spiritual power, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, brother won't leave, I will clean up these bastards for you."

The "immortal teacher" of the blood-stimulating gate in the corner slowly woke up. When he saw Xiao Yihe and the child in the courtyard for the first time, he was terrified. As he stood, his right leg had been drilled bloody by the wind.

Before he passed out, he had already recognized Xiao Yihe's identity as a Jianshenshan native through the snow-colored Jiansui. He knew that he was doomed, but he was unwilling to do so. He bared his teeth and called out: "That child—you have seen the child's bones! Good job!" refining materials!"

Xiao Yihe kept smiling: "So what?"

Immortal Master said: "Although this child has not yet entered the Tao, he is far superior to those ordinary disciples who are cultivating sects. If he is used as a cauldron, his practice will be greatly improved!"

"That's interesting. It's the first time I've heard that mortals are used to make cauldrons." Xiao Yihe showed a bit of embarrassment, rubbed his chin and muttered, "But I don't know how to practice cauldrons..."

Immediately, the immortal master offered a treasure: "I understand! I understand! Little fairy, please let me live, and I will tell you the way to nourish the cauldron. In the future, if you don't need this child anymore, I can still make adult Gu ..."

Xiao Yihe narrowed his eyes: "Have you ever picked him?"

The young man clearly had a smile in his eyes, but he clearly felt a chill rising from the immortal master's back. He shook his head tremblingly: "No, no—the cauldron is useless to me, I only need human gu."

Hearing this, Xiao Yihe's brows and eyes slowly relaxed.

Xiao Fugui pondered what they said, he was very smart, he could read words and expressions, saw Xiao Yihe frowning, but he was not smart enough, because he was too young, he still couldn't tell whether it was acting or the truth.

He was just afraid in his heart, afraid that the immortal would not want him, but he hadn't recovered his mind yet, his mind was all messy and broken, and he still couldn't quite understand their words, but he learned to extract the important one from the words mentioned repeatedly.

So the pear stopped chewing, and he was eager to speak, and even bit the tip of his tongue: "Well... bottom, furnace!"

"..." Xiao Yihe could choke on eating peaches, he looked at this little thing who dared to say anything in horror, and thought to himself that you don't even know what a cauldron is, "Don't listen to anything, kid, I don't need a cauldron."

"Need...a cauldron furnace." Xiao Fugui seemed to understand, but he learned it quickly, and within three or two times, he pronounced the word "cauldron furnace" smoothly.

"No need!" Xiao Yihe hastily covered the child's mouth with a piece of orange, if the Daoist heard this in broad daylight, they would tell me, Xiao Yihe, what shameful habit I have!

He leaned back on the mahogany chair, sitting extremely comfortably and elegantly, playing with the last black wind nail in his hand, and asked the blood-stimulating doorman: "Is it finished? Is there any more?"

Immortal Master was stunned: "No, no more..."

Xiao Yihe reached out and pulled down the white shirt on Xiao Fugui's head, covering his eyes, and smiled: "Then shut up."

As soon as the words fell, a black wind nail shot out from his fingertips, and it reached the fairy master's throat in an instant. Before he could say another word, the sharp nail's mouth had pierced into the skin. He had practiced for several years and used countless human blood to kill The Yin wind from "Nurturing" got into his throat neatly.

The immortal master opened his mouth wide in horror, his internal organs were messed up by the evil wind, and he died instantly.

After a while, a fresh head rolled down, was swept away by Xiao Yihe, and was thrown into the hall of Xue's family.

The frightened group of women and children and the gentlemen of the Xue family who hung on the beams trembled all over.

Xiao Yihe dusted off his clothes that were not even a single speck of dust, and shouted in a drawn-out tone: "Okay - I've seen enough dramas. Butler, show me your account books!"

A little old man came out of the crowd with his legs fighting. He looked at the old man on the beam, then at the immortal master who died in peace, and then at the "immortal elder" who looked like a bandit uncle. After a long time of deliberation, he finally chose After accepting the latter, he handed over the account books of the Xue family treasury with both hands.

Xiao Fugui lifted his white shirt with both hands and looked at him curiously.

Xiao Yihe casually flipped through the thick account book, and couldn't help but yawned for a long time: "Master Xue, you gave birth to your son but didn't want to raise him, so why are you still coveting the quick time? Although I don't know how this child I violated some taboo in your family, but come to think of it, such a young child will never have hatred against you for killing your father or taking your wife. Even if you hate him, give him some money and tell him to get out of the house and live on his own. That’s all for killing him, why kill him?”

Master Xue was so angry and bloody, he paled and stammered to explain: "I, I didn't!...I didn't..."

Xiao Yihe picked up another volume, becoming more and more boring: "Look at that fairy teacher, he was born with evil eyebrows and mouse eyes, and there was a chilly smell on his body, and the blood scabs on the mahogany sword were three feet thick! That smell, I am afraid that a beggar would see it. You have to hide and go away, have you ever seen such a 'fairy'? Master Xue, you are rushing to make a deal with him with your son."

"Tiger poison doesn't eat children, did you earn your wealth by selling your sons?"

Xiao Fugui picked up the account book he had thrown on the table, and flipped through it like him.

Xiao Yihe patted Xiao Fugui's head, and said with a smile: "That's right, you can have a second life if you lose your son. As long as Master Xue lives long enough, a son...isn't a problem, is it?"

Master Xue was so terrified that he couldn't speak clearly when the dirty thoughts in his heart were punctured, he kept trembling "no, no, no".

Xiao Yihe slapped his thigh: "That's it! Since Mr. Xue can live so long, he must be able to earn money again! There are thirteen children in this yard." He tied one finger, "Housekeeper, help me Calculate, how much property can this child get?"

He smiled and said, "It's clear, I don't even want an extra copper coin."

The Xue family is the richest man in Lanju City, even if it is divided into sevens and eighties, it is not a small fortune.

Xiao Yihe is in the Tao, and he is most afraid of being contaminated by cause and effect.

The master can't go down the mountain, because he has more heart but not enough power, and he can't control him, so he can only tell his face every day: "Don't lie and do evil, don't kill innocent people, don't interfere with the world", these three things are all causal hazards.

He babbled like an old monk chanting scriptures, even Xiao Yihe covered his ears and refused to listen, and it was engraved in his heart under the influence of his ears and eyes.

He respectfully obeyed his master's orders, although he acted arrogantly and domineeringly these years, he did not do too many outrageous things.

Injuring the members of Xue's family and stealing gold and silver for Xiaofugui has already shown him to be very rebellious, enough for those old-fashioned people to write letters to Jianshenshan and call him "crazy and childish, lawless".

But he uttered lies, and deceived the child to wait for two years in vain. Isn't it just repaying his cause and effect by drawing his sword to help him when he sees injustice?

Xiao Yihe had the most fallacies, and the more he thought about it, the more he was right, so he unceremoniously swept up the money, stuffed it into a brand new spiritual pouch, and hung it on the child's waist.

Before leaving, feeling unsatisfied, he kicked open the icehouse of Xue’s house, put the fresh melons and fruits inside into the spirit pouch together with the set of mahogany tables and chairs; he cast a spell on the ropes of the beams, and within twelve hours, no one would Don't touch it.

Then he split the big plaque of Xue's family.

"Crash -" a sound.

He turned the mansion upside down, picked up Xiao Fugui and walked away.

As for the fact that Master Xue hanged half of his leg and the Daoist Alliance scolded him because of this, that's another story.