The devil is me

Yun Chonghe stood in front of the crowd with his hands folded, his eyes raised a little, which was a sign of sullenness, but he did not lose his demeanor: "Everyone, I don't know what is the matter here?"

Xue Rong and the wide-sleeved robe, said with flickering sleeves: "Tomorrow is New Year's Eve. All Taoist friends want to have a good year, so they don't want to go around with the real person. Come here today to ask the real person for an explanation. What is the matter of the ascension?" Why discard it?"

Yun Chonghe raised his eyebrows: "I thought whether to ascend or not was up to me, let alone you."

Xue Rongyu jumped up against the case: "A real person can't say that. The ascension of a real person is more related to the honor and disgrace of the immortal sect for a thousand years."

"Lingze-jun said the same thing. Therefore, I also asked my apprentice to send a message to everyone, and I have explained it. Why do you need to visit Penglai?" Yun Chonghe said coldly.

"If the real person says he can't withstand ten thunders, I'll admit it. But it's said that the real person doesn't want to kill to prove the way, and even has an affair with his disciples. He gave up the opportunity of ascension for his own personal reasons. This is absolutely impossible!" The Shen family, who was wearing dark blue sea-pattern outfits, shouted.

The two sons of the Shen family worshiped under the Penglai sect, in order to avoid suspicion, the head of the Shen family did not come in person, but only sent an unknown person from a side branch.

Yun Chonghe stared at the Shen family with indifferent light-colored eyes. He wanted to know if the Shen family knew that the center of the storm was Shen Po. If they didn't know, how would it end? If they knew, wouldn't they take his life as their own? ?

But he soon knew the answer.

Because at this time someone suddenly said: "Where is that disciple? Ask him to confront him in class, so I can be convinced. I remember... a man named Shen... called Shen Po..."

The Shen family member immediately cupped his hands and said: "Although his surname is Shen, he is just a bastard, and he has not been in touch with him for more than ten years, and he has already cut off from our Shen family."

Lingyaosi stood aside with his hands behind his back, and couldn't help sneering when he heard this.In the early years, those praises that praised Shen's successors because of Shen Po's superb cultivation, Shen didn't blush when they put them away, but today they are faster and cleaner than anyone else.

"Since Mrs. Chen has this attitude, things will be easy to handle." Xue Rongyu seemed extremely satisfied after hearing this, so he immediately said, "Let's ask that Shen Po to come out and confront him."

"Okay, confrontation is confrontation."

One word shocked everyone.Shen Po suddenly appeared by the door, wearing only an indoor bamboo green outfit, and before he could put on a cloak, there was snow on his shoulders and hair, wet, he was panting heavily from running, the tip of his nose and his hair were wet. The earlobe was red with cold.There was a cold light in his eyes, holding the sword in his hand, his whole body was terrified.

Yun Chong and Tong Ren shrunk, their complexions pale.He obviously locked him in the house, let Shen Xinzhai watch, and never let him out of the house.He didn't know why, but he ran out.

"Master and I are innocent and innocent. I entered the mountain gate at the age of eight, and I have a close relationship with Master. I cannot tolerate such insults from you picky mouths." Shen Po stepped into the door calmly and responded loudly.

Over twenty years old, he is already very tall, with a handsome face and an outstanding temperament. Anyone who looks at him will think that he is a son from a famous family, not the bastard son that the Shen family said just now.If it weren't for the two dimples still there, these elders would really be ignorant.

Everyone was shocked until Xue Rongyu reacted first, and snorted coldly: "It's frank to say, dare you let me wait for you to search."

"It's too deceiving, Penglai is such a holy place, how can you allow you to mess around here." Lingyao thought that his eyes were tearing.

"Whether it's a holy place or not, you have to look to find out, maybe it's a den of snakes and rats." Xue Rongyu stared at Yun Chonghe with an expression that would never be kind, "If you don't dare ask us to search, admit it as soon as possible. OK."

Yun Chonghe raised the corners of his lips, as if he had heard a joke, with a sneer on his face: "I suggest that you don't force me to do it. How many people here are using the spells I created and the ones I forged?" The magic weapon, even if your uncles come here, they will not be able to touch Penglai."

Yun Chonghe has always been as gentle as jade and treats others with tenderness, so he can already be regarded as quite fierce.For a moment, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, silent as a cicada, not daring to make any moves.

But Xue Rong and this person are not good at attacking, but scheming.He had dealt with Yun Chonghe before, and knew that he didn't use weapons when mediating in wartime, so he expected that this person's hypocrisy would show no blood, and after a while he suddenly exploded.

Yunchong and Zhenxiu jumped up and used their spiritual power to resist Xue Rongyu's Wuji sword.

This sword was as fast as lightning, he was actually half a point faster than lightning, which shocked everyone present.

"Master!" All the disciples of Penglai exclaimed.

Yun Chonghe smiled calmly, a surge of blue light flashed, and in a moment, the Wuji sword was suspended high in the air, and then plunged into the ground fiercely, digging a five-foot-deep hole in the ground .

Xue Rongyu didn't change his color, and immediately turned into thousands of sword lights and rose into the sky, rushing straight towards Yun Chonghe, the light was so bright that it pierced people's eyes white, hard to distinguish at a distance.

After the golden light disappeared, everyone realized that there was a person who was holding Lin Changqi's throat tightly.

This person made a fierce move, and everyone's attention was on Yun Chonghe. Lin Changxi didn't expect that someone would make a move, and he was arrested before he could react.

"Changqi!" Wu Yu shouted.

Yun Chonghe blocked the sword light, frowning tightly and pressing Shen Po's shoulders that were about to bulge.

"Xue Yu, let go of your dirty hands!" Shen Po was furious.

This person is wearing a fragrance, it is Xue Rongyu's younger brother Xue Yu, he is dressed neatly in white clothes and a black crown, embroidered with red gold cloud patterns, and because the family has been prosperous recently, and the extravagance is extravagant, the embroidery threads are all made of gold thread , shone brightly by the color of the snow, shining on his delicate white and cruel face.

Xue Yu was the most particular about appearance, and hated others saying he was unclean. Hearing this, he squeezed his fingers tightly and dented Lin Changxi's throat.

Xue Ronghe didn't expect his younger brother, who was only in his early twenties, to have such courage, with a proud look on his face, he immediately signaled to his disciples, "Go and search."

Yun Chong and Gu Gu took care of Lin Changxi, stopped two or three disciples, but still let a few disciples slip out.

Penglai said that it is not small, and it would take Yujian an hour to finish shopping.These few disciples went back and forth very quickly, seeing Xue Ronghe's relaxed expression, it must have been fruitful.

He threw a book and two pieces of paper in front of Yun Chonghe.

"Let's take a look. I found this kind of book in Shugu Hall. Men and men raped each other, so shameless." Under Xue Ronghe's triumphant gaze, Shen Po's face suddenly turned blue, because he hid the book.

But it's just because he was playful when he was young, and he thought about what kind of angry and ashamed expression Yun Chonghe would have if he turned over one day.What's more, there is a vast sea of ​​books in Shugutang, he is just scattered in some books that no one has borrowed, and even he himself can't remember them all.

"There is also this paper name, this window grille." Xue Rongyu didn't even want to lose face, and shouted, "Yun Chonghe, they were all found from your room, you are so brave!"

Shen Po's face had lost all color, and he recognized that the word "Yun Chonghe" written crookedly and over and over again on that piece of paper was written by him when he was distracted in class, and the window grille was exactly what he and Yun Chonghe had done back then. Yes, with the names of both of them signed.

Later, after the new year, it was taken off, and Shen Po didn't care where it fell.

Yun Chonghe actually kept them carefully.

Xue Rongyu threw the things they regarded as treasures on the ground like garbage, and even spat on them.Shen Po's blood rushed frantically to his brain, his palm was scorching hot, as if standing on a raging fire, which made him extremely painful.

Yun Chonghe's rare expression changed slightly, but he quickly returned to normal, stroking Shen Po's shoulder, he really wanted to shake Shen Po's hand, he suspected that the fingertips should have been completely cold, but they were in front of others. But not.He watched him stiffen until his back thought, the kid must be terrified.

That unknown person of Shen's suddenly smiled and said: "What kind of shit real person, he is just a villain who covets his disciples to be inferior to pigs and dogs."

These words are really ugly, like stepping into the mud and chopping off two feet, beyond recognition, filthy and smelly.For a time, saints were covered in dust, gods fell into the mortal world, and the faces of all the Penglai disciples around them were also pale. Even the window grilles sitting side by side and the taboo note full of Yun Chong and his name could be explained by the intimacy of master and apprentice. Ben Dalala's "Longyang Collection" should never appear in Shugutang.

But to Shen Po, these words were almost fatal, like engraving on his heart, full of pain and blood.

In his heart, Yun Chonghe is the person born from the nine heavens, with a cool breeze coming from the sky, the most pure and dignified person in the world, who is not stained with dust. How can he allow others to slander and smear the most stinky mud on the snow-white clothes of the master On edge?

Not even a little bit.

His blood surged like waves, beating him to the point of collapse.He was dazed, stepped forward and lifted the Shen man by his collar, then shoved him to the ground: "Where did you come from, it's your turn to spray dung here."

The Shen family stared, screaming in pain and cursing: "When it comes to seniority, you still have to call me uncle, you are so rude!"

"It's not what you said, I have already cut off from the Shen family. Not only do I not have you as uncle today, but I also want to save your life!" Going forward, all of Shen's disciples also drew their swords.

"Shen Wuduan, I advise you to explain how Yun Chonghe deceived you in Fengqi Hall, and how he forcibly misbehaved you in Baji Pavilion. Since it is not your fault, you can tell me, and I will send Lin Zhang to you. Let Qi go, what do you think?" Xue Yu's fingers became ruthless again, and Lin Changxi's eyes were already bloodshot with tears.

The originally sanctimonious Taoist people in the hall began to laugh and denounce, as if they had glimpsed a very hidden and dirty secret.

"Fart your mother!" Shen Po couldn't bear it anymore, and cursed loudly, he was shaking with anger, his eyes were filled with white, as if he couldn't see anything.I could only hear my throat tightening and my voice choking, "My master is innocent..."

"He's innocent, it's me..."

He spoke intermittently, his voice trembling almost inaudibly, at this moment, Yun Chonghe held his cold palm tightly.He kept increasing his strength, until Shen Po's palms turned white and lost their blood. It should be in pain, but Shen Po didn't realize it, and he didn't want to wake up.

He seemed to see Yun Chonghe when he carved a hairpin for him, with lowered eyebrows and whispers.

"It's my book."

That year in the heavy snow, he was on Yun Chonghe's back, surrounded by a big cloak, and Yun Chong and his black and soft shiny hair caressed his cheeks.

"It was the note I wrote."

In the Fengqi Hall, he put his arms around Yun Chonghe's waist and pressed against his chest, quietly looking at his calm face, and in his ears was the sound of a fierce heartbeat that was completely opposite to this expression.

"It's my wishful thinking."

Shen Po's nose was sore, and he was already crying, the uncontrollable violent emotion between words, like a stormy sea, swept across the world.

"It's me who is rebellious and disregards human relations."

For the last time, he said without hesitation, "I coveted him."

For a while, the hall was silent, and a wind chime at the corner of the eaves of Baji Pavilion broke for some reason, fell to the ground, and let out a sigh.

Ling Yaosi's eyes widened in disbelief, but in an instant, he seemed to understand a lot of old things and recalled many details, his expression became complicated, mixed with resentment, hatred and sigh.