After the death of the master, the rebels treated me in the crematorium [Transmigration Book]

Fang Xingjian flew out of Yujian directly, catching up with Jin Chi who was stumbling and fleeing.

He has been in contact with both father and son, and the idiot Jinheng and the city lord Jinchi are completely different people, but when he saw the scheming expression on that young face, Fang Xingjian realized that Wangguixi was right.

Jinchi seized the house and succeeded.

He has always disliked flashy moves, he landed on the Bihai Chaosheng sword lightly with his toes, but the flashing blade didn't stop, beckoning directly to Jin Chi.

Jin Chi is a late Mahayana cultivation base, so it is more than enough to compete with Fang Xingjian in the early stage, but now he has just seized the house, and Jin Heng is a child snatched from his younger brother, his blood is not pure enough, and his energy is very sluggish when he strikes.

After a hundred moves in the blink of an eye, Jin Chi lost to Fang Xingjian and was cornered, gasping for breath.

The mask-like smile was cracked, revealing a bit of despair. How could he have imagined that a few months ago, a person who could be crushed to death by moving his fingers would push him to such a point one day.

He leaned against the stone pillar behind him, trying to force himself:

"Mr. Fang, there is no life-and-death enmity between us. There is no need to make an enmity with me. I can give you whatever you want."

Fang Xingjian withdrew his long sword, and stood on the spot with an indifferent expression. He took off Mu Yunsha and tied up his messy black hair. He was wearing a dark satin robe with silver trim, which made his bright face even more beautiful.

At this time, no one dared to look at him with scrutinizing beauty. As long as he wanted to, the monks below the golden core would be cut off from the immortality if the sword was not in the sheath.

Those ruthless and lustless eyes quietly fell on Jin Chi's body, like two pills of black mercury in white mercury, shining brightly, clean and thorough. [1]

"I didn't want to kill you, but you shouldn't touch Wangguixi."

Jin Chi's eyes flashed, and he no longer held the air of the city lord, spit out a mouthful of blood, as if he had loosened some shackles, and the arrogance of the demon cultivator was fully revealed.

He smiled evilly, making Jin Heng's star-browed and sword-eyed face look a bit distorted.

"Mr. Fang—" he dragged out his tone, his eyes flicked up and down wantonly.

"It's a good skin, you really like men."

Fang Xingjian only thought that he was struggling before death, and with a light wave of his fingers together, Bi Haichaosheng's sword pierced through the air, nailing his palm to the pillar.

Jin Chi gritted his teeth and snorted, his face turned pale, his lips were stained crimson with blood.

But he didn't have a long memory, and continued to taunt: "I'm so angry, it's because I poked Mr. Fang's sore spot. Where's the long snake in front and back?"

He lowered his voice and said with a smile: "I heard that the snake has two things, would it be happier to have sex under him?"

Hearing Chiyu, Fang Xingjian no longer had the calmness he had just now, and the aura around him instantly became colder by three points, and he curled his lips into a sneer:

"I thought you could be regarded as a strong enemy, but I didn't expect you to only show off your words. These are your last words, do you regret it?"

Jin Chi was stunned for a moment, raised his eyes to stare at Fang Xingjian's face, grinned, his teeth were covered with scarlet blood:

"Pity?"

"My biggest regret is that I didn't let you scream under me, this mouth is so beautiful, why should you call me by my first name..."

Before he finished speaking, the long sword pierced Jin Chi's throat, nailing his whole body to the pillar.

The whites of Jin Chi's eyes were bloodshot in an instant, his whole body was trembling uncontrollably, and there was a roar in his throat, and there was no movement after a moment.

Fang Xingjian would not leave him any life, so he broke open his chest with his own hands, took out a heart that was no longer beating, took out a small bottle of heart blood, splashed a few drops of blood on his face, but stared at him expressionlessly.

The spiritual consciousness scattered for eight hundred miles, searching for any trace of Jinchi's possible survival.

It wasn't until the corpse in front of him was so cold that he felt relieved. With a sneer, he threw his heart on the ground, pinched his body, and washed the blood off his body.

The reason why Jin Heng is so precious is because he is Jin Chi's only body, both of them are dead, no matter how powerful Jin Chi is, he can't survive.

It's just that I don't know where the golden pool of life gate is, but as long as the heart blood is taken, the effect is not far behind.

Before he could back away, a black shadow flew in front of him.

A flash of surprise flashed in Fang Xingjian's heart, his spiritual sense didn't catch the trace of this person!

However, he didn't come to fight, instead he knelt down in front of Jin Heng's body in a daze.

"Little Lord......"

The grey-haired old servant tremblingly picked up the heart that had been thrown aside, washed it out and put it into Jin Heng's body, stitched it up quickly, and hugged the person tightly in his arms, tears streaming down his face.

Fang Xingjian frowned, he didn't want to kill innocent people indiscriminately, but this person was obviously someone close to Jin Chi.

Before he could speak, the old servant Zhu Jiang collected his emotions, with tears still on his face, bowed and said, "Mr. Fang."

He knew Fang Xingjian's doubts like the back of his hand, lowered his head and explained:

"It's normal for you not to notice my breath. I don't have a physical body. What you see is just a puppet."

Fang Xingjian raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect it to be a puppet technique.

In other words, it is meaningless for him to do it. The puppet will be reassembled when it is broken, and it will be stronger than before every time. It will waste a lot of time for him. Only by killing the puppet master behind him can the puppet die.

But he didn't show it on his face, and asked suspiciously: "Are you afraid that I will kill you?"

Zhu Jiang raised his head, his expression was lively, without the stiffness of a puppet: "I know you won't kill innocent people indiscriminately."

"I'll tell you everything in order to make you understand my last little selfishness. My puppet master is Jin Heng's biological father, who is also Jin Chi's younger brother."

"He is dead."

Fang Xingjian recalled the gossip he heard on the street at that time, that it was Jin Chi who killed his younger brother's family with his own hands, just to raise Jin Heng and prepare for the house.

Disregarding human relations and recognizing a thief as a father is really not a good thing.

"I have lived for so long just to protect Jin Heng. Now that he is dead, I just want to take him back for burial."

Zhu Jiang's face was pale, but his respectful tone was uncompromising: "This is my master's last wish."

Fang Xingjian raised his eyelids, and stared at Zhu Jiang suspiciously: "But I killed him with my own hands, don't you hate it?"

Zhu Jiang lowered his head, and there was a glint of darkness in his eyes. He is a puppet, without a delicate heart, but he learned how to lie for Jin Heng.

"Jin Chi was the one who killed him. I understand very well."

"Young Master Fang avenged me, so naturally I dare not hate you."

Fang Xingjian was still worried about Wangguixi, and it was obviously not a good idea to fight with the puppet. A mere puppet would not be able to make big waves.

He didn't stay any longer, waved his hand and Yu Jian flew back.

He walked in a hurry, so he naturally failed to notice Zhu Jiang's gloomy expression.

The old puppet held Jin Heng's body firmly in his arms, looked down at the child he had raised, and murmured:

"Jin Chi is so stupid, he can't even tell who his blood is, so let them fight on their own, it's best to die together..."

"Yes, young master."

***

When he stepped into the main hall again, before his feet landed, three hidden weapons flew from the air, each of which pierced the death spot, leaving him nowhere to retreat.

Fang Xingjian didn't even move his eyelids, relying on the protection of the tortoise shell, these hidden weapons wouldn't hurt him at all.

He looked up, and the dark guard who was wrapped in pitch black looked at him coldly, "I don't know if it was you, but I offended you."

It's strange if you don't know, his appearance is obviously intentional.

Fang Xingjian didn't bother to think about it, this was the person next to Wangguixi.

"Where's Wangguixi?"

The dark guard sneered, folded his hands and spread out his palms, on which lay a silent little white-armored tortoise.

Fang Xingjian's expression changed, and he asked in surprise, "Why did he change back to his original form?"

"Ten thousand years of cultivation base is exhausted, and it is considered good to recover a life. What is so surprising about returning to the original form, is it possible that the young master did not expect it?"

"Or do you believe everything he says?"

Fang Xingjian's nasal cavity suddenly felt sour, and his heart was full of mixed feelings.

"I, I'll take him back to practice..."

The dark guard lowered his eyes, and looked at the little white turtle in his hand gently: "No, I have an agreement with the young master, and I am waiting here just to give you something."

"The son wants to leave you something."

Fang Xingjian frowned and stared straight at him.

The dark guard waved his hand and handed out a storage pouch, "In your hands, my mission is complete."

Fang Xingjian almost hurriedly took over the storage bag he threw, looking at his back with a complicated expression: "Where are you taking him?"

The dark guard paused and said coldly, "It has nothing to do with you."

Fang Xingjian raised his hand to stop him.

Knowing that he couldn't beat him, the dark guard finally sighed and replied:

"Penglai Island, the place where he was born, is rich in aura, suitable for his cultivation."

Fang Xingjian let go of his hand and let them leave. He had no reason to stop them.

It's just that there seems to be a piece of emptiness in mind and body. He obviously knew Wang Guixi not long ago, but he has saved him countless times.

He raised his hand to cover his chest, what is the relationship between them?

Let Wang Guixi pay so much for him and make him feel so uncomfortable.

He pursed his lips and opened the storage pouch embroidered with small turtles. It was empty, only a pair of red tasseled earrings that Wang Guixi always wore.

The young man is always lively and active, with red tassels flying around while dancing, that beautiful image is almost engraved in Fang Xingjian's mind.

At this time, there was only the empty red tassel lying in his hands, the young boy lost his beautiful silver hair and turned into a weak ghost, Wangguixi had to practice for ten thousand years before he could cultivate the human form, ten thousand years, the vicissitudes of life will change dramatically .

Whether he is still alive is unknown.

Fang Xingjian sighed, and gently twirled the long tassels of the red tassels, but his thoughts seemed to drift far away, and in a trance, he seemed to hear the voice in his ears.

"Welcome Immortal Venerable back home!"

"Immortal Venerable Immortal Venerable, I heard they said that you beat Demon Venerable to death, is that true?"

The chirping and chattering sound seemed to cross time and space, and rang in his ears again.

Fang Xingjian lowered his eyes, and found that the clothes he was wearing were very complicated and simple, and they had some similarities with the clothes Chi Yu gave him.

He chuckled subconsciously, and replied: "Mozun? When did Bai Xinghua have such a title?"

"Those Yingyingyanyans under him are annoying to death, fighting and doing some fancy things, but after a while, they can be more peaceful."

The child beside him exclaimed happily, and surrounded him with a twittering, blushing and praising: "No wonder the world says you are the leader of the righteous way, such cultivation is well-deserved!"

Fang Xingjian laughed lightly, turned his head, and looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar face in front of him: "It's such a nice compliment, what did you break for me again?"

He has a kind heart and doesn't like being alone. He picks up some miserable and helpless children and puts them in the fairy mansion. Those who have a fairy fate will take them to the road of cultivating immortals, and those who don't have a fairy fate will put them in the mansion to do some chores.

Children's hearts are also lively, and at the age of a hairy monkey, it doesn't hurt to break some ordinary things.

The child stuck out his tongue: "It's your porcelain vase. I accidentally broke it when I was cleaning it. I'll earn money and buy you another one, okay?"

After all, he is a child who has experienced many hardships, failed to enter the Tao, and has perfected his ability to observe words and emotions. He was subconsciously nervous while acting like a baby, so he carefully observed his expression.

Fang Xingjian shook his head, raised his hand to ruffle the child's hair, and said with a cheerful smile:

"It's just a vase, it's fine if it doesn't hurt you. When you can break those magic weapons, I have to praise you for your strength."

"But you don't have to do these chores in the future, just go and have fun."

The child instantly relaxed, responded crisply, and happily jumped away.

Fang Xingjian still stood at the same place, not understanding, and turned his hands to the void and asked: "What are you hiding for? Did you break something?"

When he finished speaking, Wangguixi's figure was revealed out of thin air. At this time, the spirit turtle still had a chubby face, and when he pouted, his snow-white cheeks puffed up, and he said angrily:

"I'm not a mortal like them."

Fang Xingjian knocked him on the head.

Wang Guixi curled her lips: "It was just a fight with that idiot."

Fang Xingjian frowned helplessly: "Why don't you two always get along, did you hurt Chiyu somewhere?"

"No......"

Fang Xingjian saw him muttering something, looking like a wronged little daughter-in-law, and felt a little funny in his heart, "What are you talking about?"

Wang Guixi pretended to be angry: "I don't care about me for half a sentence, just ask him."

Fang Xingjian smiled and shook his head, took out something from the storage bag, and handed it to Wangguixi.

"He's only in the Qi refining stage, let alone hitting you, it would be good if he vomited blood if he didn't get hit by you."

"Okay, you can hang an oil bottle on the corner of your mouth. Do you like this magic weapon?"

Wang Guixi let out a snort from his nasal cavity, tightly gripped the things in his hand, and urged Fang Xingjian to go back to rest quickly, while he turned and ran away.

Fang Xingjian stood on the spot and shook his head helplessly, like a distressed elder brother, looking at the children running around in Manxian Mansion, he felt a sense of happiness out of thin air.

"This child."

A few days later, the entire Immortal Mansion heard that Mr. Wang, who never liked to dress up, was wearing a pair of red tassel earrings. Anyone who touched them would lose his temper.

When Fang Xingjian opened his eyes again, the ghostly cave and the children playing and playing all disappeared, leaving only the mottled bloodstains and dilapidated buildings in the main hall.

It seemed to pull him back from his dream to reality.

But Fang Xingjian knew that it was not a dream.

With deep eyes, he stared at the red tassel earrings in his hand, and finally put them back into the storage bag solemnly.

In the past, he had some vague guesses, but until today, he didn't know who Wangguixi and Chiyu were.

It was the grievances and entanglements from his previous life.

The author has something to say: There is a sentence in the article: It is like two pills of black mercury in white mercury, shining brightly, clean and thorough. [1]

From "Lao Can's Travel Notes", the original sentence is: those eyes are like autumn water, like cold stars, like precious pearls, like white mercury, and there are two pills of black mercury in them.

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