After the Master's reinstatement

late spring.

He was about to turn his head and leave, but these two words made Yu Yan stop abruptly.

He looked left and right to make sure that the other party did not admit his mistake and was calling himself.

The child desperately stretched out his hand towards him through the railing, revealing a small part of his arm that was dirty and black, the nails on the top were all yellow and soft, the hair was knotted, and there was an indescribable stench on his body. Not short.

"Why are you here? You were also captured by the bad guys!"

The child held his hand through the iron fence, and he explained a lot without him asking.

Yu Yan knew his name and name, he was a child from Donglin Fuyijun's family, he was kidnapped on his way home in Jinling thirteen days ago, and the uncle and senior brother who came to pick him up were all killed I know he's scared,

I also learned that all the children here were captured and bought from various places.

But the problem is-

"you know me?"

Yu Yan tilted his head and looked at the clasped hands. He didn't doubt that the other party would lie to him, but doubts lingered in his heart like vultures. He asked, "Did we know each other? Where did we meet? who is it?"

When he asked the words, he regretted a little, because he saw an unbelievable and extremely hurt expression on the child's face.

Like a little flower that finally sees some sunshine, it is too late to open, and it is pinched when it turns its head.

"You, are you still angry that I didn't accompany you to the bathroom?"

Hua Yuzhi grabbed back the railing timidly, feeling extremely sad, but after he came here, he already understood that tears really can't solve the problem. He followed the method taught by his master, neither crying nor making trouble, learning to calm down, trying to calm down as much as possible. Conserve some more energy, but when I saw my classmate appearing, the eye sockets that were finally numb began to loosen again.

Yu Yan: "..."

"I was wrong that time, but I have already reflected on it." He defended himself in a low voice, just one sentence: "And your father, Uncle Yu said that you have stopped being angry a long time ago, you talk quickly, why not?" Take care of me."

"..."

Yu Yan was stunned for a moment, his father, he still has a father, when did it happen?

He always thought that he had no father and no mother, because he was adopted here because of the genius of heaven!

Is not it?Could it be that he was stolen like this child?

Most likely yes, thinking about it in this direction, Yu Yan suddenly realized, no wonder he has been restless, he knew that he did not belong here——

He has a family, that's why he was tormented day and night by his worries. It must be because the Lord of the Nether Palace enthused about his talent that he was captured here to be his heir, it must be like this!

As for these closed children, Yu Yan probably knew what they were used for.

Before he left, he counted, and the number of boys and girls was basically the same, no more, no less, all three hundred.

Three hundred boys were born at the time of the yang, and three hundred girls were born at the time of the yin.

A few days ago, after the woman named Nan Sisi and the alchemist came to collect blood, he happened to mention two words when they were chatting, "sacrifice."

The lineage of the Wu clan began with the Yellow Emperor and prevailed in the Xia and Shang dynasties.

It is said that the great witches of the past dynasties have the power to communicate with the gods. Through sacrifices, one can see the cause and effect of hundreds of years and thousands of years, and even have the ability to reverse yin and yang.

Peep into cause and effect, reverse yin and yang.

... is ridiculous.

Yu Yan snorted in his heart, what he said was so nice, isn't it just a dance master.

What is the knowledge of heaven and earth, if it is so powerful, this tribe will still be miserable?Migrating around like a bereaved dog, they can only change their names and surnames, and they are scattered all over the world. It is estimated that many branches have even forgotten the names of their ancestors.

It is not impossible to have superstition, but it is not good to overdo it, and it will harm others as well as yourself.

Yu Yan counted the days, the so-called sacrificial day is just a few days away.

But it is impossible to save [-] children on his own, reason is saying, it is best to leave this matter alone.

It's too unrealistic. Of course, the fastest way is to spread the news.

But ever since he could remember, he had never left the palace for half a step, this place surrounded by lakes was completely isolated from the outside world.

On weekdays, the entry and exit are controlled by agencies, and the guards are strict. He has no idea what is going on outside, how to get out, and what will happen after going out.

It is a good choice to be alone, and Yu Yan knows this.

But the thought of "don't worry about it", just a little bit, another kind of anger swept through the whole body at a more bearable speed.

... No, no, no, it is never the so-called rationality that can make people stand by.

But cowardly.

Even if you fail in the end, the result is nothing more than that, at most you will lose yourself; but if you dare not even try, isn't it cowardly?

Do it, there is a chance of life, don't do it, it's completely over.

How could a child with both courage and wisdom like him be cowardly?

That day, the Lord of the Nether Palace summoned him to the main hall.

This is the first time for Yu Yan to enter the hall alone. Although there are many servants outside, there is no one in the huge hall. The chilly wind passing by is different from the grandeur outside. A place, rather a tomb is more appropriate.

"come over."

Yu Yan is now convinced that he was deceived. He was in Cao Ying and his heart was in the Han. He came to the man's bed with a very calm expression, and still shouted respectfully on the surface: "Are you looking for me?"

There is floor heating in the palace, but the Lord of the Nether Palace is still sitting on a bench with a plush fox fur blanket. He has no hair tied today, and his pale silver hair is scattered behind him, and his whole body is mountainous;彡; Xi is so light that it has no weight.

Yu Yan clearly felt that as the day of sacrifice approached, the man's body became weaker and needed more blood.

...He didn't understand, he heard that boy's urine was very useful, but he didn't know that boy's blood was also so powerful.

Probably because the preparations for the sacrifice went well, the man seemed to be in a better mood than before. Yu Yan noticed that the man didn't wear gloves, and the slender fingers that rested on the handle of the chair were actually rotten.

Several of them were so rotten that they were almost bone-deep.

Yu Yan immediately looked away. When he first came in, he saw that the room was full of murals from all over the place, countless books, parchment scrolls, and letters... He originally thought that the decayed smell in the air came from these ancient objects , it turned out not to be.

"Why, are you afraid?"

On the sideways face, there is a golden mask with raised brows, eyes slanted and long, and there are left and right symmetrical cloud lines under the eyes. In the room with poor light, it looks very mysterious.

I'm afraid that's not the case, Yu Yan just thought that he was hiding it well, but the man could detect the thoughts behind his every little movement and expression.

After drinking blood, the man's spirit will improve for an hour or two. At this time, the other party will take him for a walk in the garden, and even take the initiative to say a few more words with Yu Yan.

Yu Yan saw a sword lying on the man's knee. The scabbard was simple and old, but when he pulled it out gently, the unsheathed sword shone coldly, illuminating his small slapped face.

The man's voice was surprisingly gentle.

"This Flying Frost Sword belongs to my friend."

Yu Yan was quite surprised that the other party actually had friends: "Then you are sick, don't they come to see you?"

"I can't see, they are all dead." The man added with great regret: "I killed them."

"..."

"Do you want to know how I killed them?"

Yu Yan refused in his heart. Hearing too much of this would be very detrimental to the child's physical and mental growth, but because he was small and weak, he reluctantly nodded and decided to go back tonight and practice a few more words to cleanse his mind.

When the other party's outstretched hand covered half of his face, Yu Yan felt goosebumps all over his body, feeling like he was being entangled by spiders.

"It's too easy to kill them. I want to destroy their most proud and cherished things, just like this... bit by bit."

Wu Lan stared coldly at the object in his net, which was also the prey he spent the longest time and was most proud of.

Except for this Flying Frost Sword, when he destroys the Seven Gates, he will choose one thing and keep it with him as a souvenir.

After all, he is able to have what he is today, all thanks to his good friends.

Thousands of years ago, when Zhou was destroyed and the country was destroyed, the witch king traveled south to the island where he lived in seclusion. Later generations called it Penglai. As a descendant, he worked hard for half his life, and finally he found this treasure map.

The island is full of dangers. Considering that she is alone and weak, Wu Lan finds some of her most trusted sworn brothers and goes to sea together.

Very smoothly, the group found Penglai Island, but on the way back, the boat encountered a big storm.

The ship sank, several crew members dispersed with them, Wu Lan and several brothers leaned on a small raft in the vast sea,

In the first seven days, there was no fresh water or food. Although the physical and mental strength of martial arts practitioners were stronger than ordinary people, they were not made of iron, and people began to get sick one after another.

On the ninth day, Duan Feishuang, the young master of the Chongshan Sword Sect, took the lead in proposing a way to survive now.

Duan Feishuang is the oldest among them, and he usually likes to make up his mind the most. He thinks that killing the weakest of these people will serve as food, and maybe the others will have a chance to survive.

And Wu Lan is the one with the weakest martial arts and the most seriously ill.

But at the beginning, Palace Master Buzhou and Cave Master Thousand Buddhas refused.

But as disaster ensued, with no fresh water, no food, and no other ships passing by for so many days, there were signs of compromise.

Duan Feishuang didn't need other people to do anything, as long as the others didn't stop him, keeping silent was enough. Soon, he used his famous Feishuang Sword to cut Wu Lan's flesh and blood.

One person, six people.

But no one thought that Wu Lan heard about this plan while he was in a coma. With the idea of ​​trying it out, he swallowed the Immortality Pill that was secretly hidden on his body.

So he was resurrected after being eaten until there was only one and a half hours left.

He overturned and fell into the sea while the others were sleeping.

His body, which had been eaten too much, could no longer return to the appearance of a normal person. He became half-skeleton and half-human, floating on the sea surface for many days before landing on the shore.

There are actually two kinds of longevity methods passed down by the witch clan. The Immortal Pill is one of them, which is safer. It was specially refined by the great witch at that time and offered to the king of Shang, and the soul transfer is a forbidden technique among the forbidden techniques.

Just like the warning left by the ancestors, it is not allowed to touch it unless it is a last resort-why not touch it, the current self is the best answer.

Even if the body is changed, the soul and body can never be completely integrated, and they are in hell every day, and there is still an endless hell of eternal life.

Revenge, this is the only reason for Wu Lan to climb back from hell to the world.

He tightened his palms until the child's face turned from red to purple.

Now this body is already his second container, and compared to the previous one, it lasts for a shorter time this time.

Even if you don't use too much force, this body won't last long, and it's time to change it.

Yu Yan took another slap firmly.

To the servants outside, a man's execution is like crushing an ant, without even frowning, but the situation is quite different when it comes to him.

The only moodiness left in the opponent's body will be scattered on himself.

It doesn't matter how painful it is, the opponent's body is relatively weak now, and a slap can't bring much force.

Yu Yan didn't feel pain, he felt that he should have been beaten often before, and he had already cultivated a strong body and mind.

Let's fight, he won't be sad anymore, he doesn't want to be sad for those who don't love him.

This little pain can't hurt him at all, and some people will feel sorry for him.

"Damn it! Who hit you in the face, I, I'll teach him a lesson for you when I get out! Let me vent my anger on you!"

...It has been washed with cold water several times, but when he went to the prison, Mr. Hua still noticed it sharply. He was more angry than he was injured, and he said a lot of cruel words. Yu Yan laughed at it. But when I smiled, my face hurt.

"I rolled it with an egg, it's fine."

Mr. Hua was a hundred thousand puzzled: "Then why did it still happen after rolling over... have you peeled the shell?"

Yu Yan said on the surface that it must be peeled, but he thought in his heart, what, do you need to peel the egg?

No wonder it's useless to roll several times.

Forget it, geniuses don’t know everything.

Yu Yan came every day during the time when the guards were changing shifts, and he could only stay for a while. In the end, Mr. Hua asked a question very seriously: "If it is difficult to save everyone, can you run and leave alone? here?"

If it is said that Mr. Hua didn't understand the word death deeply enough in school, then now, after his senior brothers and uncles have left one by one, he already understands the meaning of death.

That is to disappear forever, to leave forever and ever.

If you can't go home, your classmates can go back, it's the same.

"..."

Upon hearing this, Yu Yan frowned, and flicked the opponent's little head with his fingers.Mr. Hua covered his forehead, and stared at him daringly, but Yu Yan seemed to comfort him, and touched the place where he was bounced.

His voice was soft but firm: "Don't talk nonsense, such thoughts are not allowed. Listen, I can't walk alone."

"But……"

"I'm short of left and right hands. I need you to walk together. I can't go without anyone, you know."

The latter sentence is a lie, but the former is true.

The token that can leave the palace is currently the easiest to get is the one on Nan Sisi's body. It just so happens that the other party will take blood on time every day. In the room, Nan Sisi drew out the knife and slashed across the child's chest, close to the heart one knife.

The process of taking blood is complicated, because human blood is the best and the most effective medicine, so Nan Sisi personally comes to perform the operation every day.

But Yu Yan didn't cooperate today, he twisted into a ball and didn't say anything, as long as Nan Sisi raised his knife, he would start crying tenderly.Nan Sisi's hand raised the saber wandered for a long time, but she couldn't find a chance to strike. The key immortality pill has not yet been refined, so Yu Yan's blood is particularly important, and no mistakes are allowed.

She couldn't help cursing: "Don't be hypocritical when you are young, you really think you are young—"

Forget it, Nan Sisi stopped talking.Although she didn't understand why the Palace Master wanted to erase Yu Yan's memory and give him the identity of such a young master again, but they did not question the Palace Master's position.

Annoyed by crying, she went to get the rope and tied the child sprawled on the stone bed. During the process, she didn't notice that the token on her belt disappeared.

Blood flowed out from her thin chest. As soon as Nan Sisi took it in a porcelain jar with a thin mouth, she just sealed it when she heard a few hurried footsteps outside the corridor.

Palace Master Nan Sisi likes to be quiet, and hates noise the most. She has been here for more than ten years, and it was the first time she heard such noise outside. She came to the corridor and stopped the passing servants: "What happened, why is it so chaotic?" .”

Before she finished speaking, Nan Sisi's pupils shrank suddenly, and she looked at the lake.

At the end of the misty sea and sky, more than a dozen large ships appeared on the horizon, their masts were high into the clouds, and their flags were flying. The leading ship broke through the fog and broke through the waves to head towards the palace.

——The Twelve Stars Banner is the symbol of the Wulin League.

The author has something to say: Well, the current godfather is not the same as before. Although his memory has been washed away, he has no martial arts, and has lost everything outside his body, but his soul will not be easily destroyed. , love is no longer his weakness.

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