The whole division is begging for my forgiveness

The arrival of the sun, to a certain extent, made up for most of Xiaojing's sense of emptiness.

Children are not like the cats and dogs raised by Xiao Jing, who only know how to eat and sleep all day long, or fight together.

Chaoyang is different, he can talk and laugh, run and jump, he is a real person.

After having Chaoyang, Xiaojing specially made a small bed, placed it next to his big bed, and let Chaoyang sleep on it at night.

Chaoyang is still young, she needs to be fed when eating, and Xiaojing needs to help with dressing. Even before going to bed at night, she has to pester Xiaojing to play.

Xiaojing also had no experience in taking care of children, so he watched Chaoyang crawling in his arms like a little monkey.

Lifting her pink and jade-carved face and opening her big watery eyes, she said in a childlike voice, "Daddy tells stories, and Daddy tells stories to Yangyang."

Xiaojing's whole body was like a tight string, and he resisted Chaoyang's intimacy. Later, he acquiesced to this kind of intimacy behavior after a lot of times.

"It's wrong again, it's not dad, it's brother." Xiao Jing took the trouble to correct him, and in order to prevent Chaoyang from falling, he even reached out to hold him steady.

Chaoyang would say: "It's Daddy, it's Daddy, it's Daddy, you are Daddy!"

Strange to say, Xiaojing would go down the mountain to visit his mother every once in a while.

Naturally, he would take a look at his younger siblings by the way.

But I have never seen Chaoyang pestering Li Dafu to call his father, it seems that this child is destined to be born with Xiaojing.

It's been like this since she was born, anyone who hugs her will cry, but only Xiaojing hugs her to laugh.

"Daddy, tell a story." Chaoyang stumblingly called out, two chubby little hands tugging at Xiaojing's sleeves, shaking them.

Xiaojing couldn't refuse a little milk dumpling, but he had never told a story to others, so after thinking about it, he had to tell some interesting stories about Lin Jinghong's childhood.

Lin Jinghong was the most mischievous when he was a child, digging out birds' eggs from trees and fishing for small fishes in rivers, he didn't look like a son of aristocratic family at all.

If you don't stare at him for a while, he will run away and disappear, which makes people feel very headache.

But being naughty is naughty, and he is willing to listen to every word the second brother says.

I remember one time, when Lin Jinghong jumped up and down the Linjian Villa, he accidentally broke his eldest brother's favorite vase. He was afraid of being scolded, so he secretly picked up the broken porcelain pieces of the vase.

Then he hid under the bed in his own room. At night when Lin Jing came back from Daozong, the three brothers sat around and ate together.

Lin Jinghong was absent-minded all the time, and he looked listless.

At that time, Lin Jing thought he was sick, and asked in a gentle voice from the side.

As a result, Lin Mobai said with foresight: "Don't worry about him, I'm not in the villa during the day, so I don't have time to watch him practice swords, this monkey may go somewhere to play like crazy, all day long There is no regular shape, and it is far worse than you."

He also said to Lin Jinghong: "When will you be sensible? Learn more from your second brother. Don't just think about eating, drinking and having fun all day long. Do you think that the young master of Lin Jian Villa is so easy to be?"

At that time, Lin Jinghong was in the wrong, and when he heard this, his whole body was like an eggplant beaten by frost. He put down his chopsticks and stood up dejectedly.

But he didn't dare to say a word in a daze.

Lin Jing and Lin Mobai understood that this younger brother must have caused trouble, otherwise it would be impossible for him to be so obedient.

But he didn't say anything, Lin Jing called him to sit down to eat, Lin Jinghong didn't sit down, lowered his head and twisted his sleeves, and after a long time he murmured: "I will be obedient in the future, I won't give anything to my brothers again. Trouble."

At that time Lin Jinghong was only nine years old, still a child.

Although Lin Jing is also nine years old, under the training of his master, he has become as calm as a young adult.

Compared with Lin Jing, Lin Jinghong inevitably makes people feel that he is not sensible enough, nor outstanding enough.

Completely ignored, this is just a child, just when he likes to have fun.

Lin Mobai said: "Your second brother finally came back from Daozong, do you show him such a stinky face? If you don't want to eat, go back to the house and reflect. Don't stand here, you will make trouble for someone ?”

Then Lin Jinghong went back to the room in desperation to reflect.

Lin Jing still wanted to intercede for him, but seeing Lin Mobai winking at him, he swallowed back the words.

After the two finished their dinner, they came to Lin Jinghong's residence quietly, and saw that there was still some light in the room.

Lin Mobai made gestures to tell Lin Jing to be quiet, and then through the half-closed window, he saw Lin Jinghong glueing the vase.

It has been glued for less than half, it's hard for Lin Jinghong, the vase is broken like that, and he can still glue it together.

Seeing this, Lin Mobai shook his head and sighed.

He didn't make a sound to stop him, and when the two of them walked a little further, Lin Mobai said: "Let him bear the burden of his own troubles. You are his second brother, not his father, so there is no need to take care of him every time." Suffered."

Lin Jing hummed at the time, thought for a while and said, "That broken vase is brother's favorite, right?"

"I can't say how much I like it, but I just play with it from time to time." Lin Mobai said at the time, "No matter how much I like it, it is just an exquisite object. Compared with Jinghong, it is nothing. Let him It is also a good thing to learn a lesson."

"Father passed away early, leaving us three brothers. Although you and Jinghong didn't grow up by my side, the blood bond will never be broken. It will never be broken."

But later, it still broke up, completely scattered.

Xiaojing also didn't know why he suddenly embraced Chaoyang and told interesting stories about Lin Jinghong's childhood.

After finishing speaking, Chaoyang said in a low voice: "There is water flowing out of Daddy's eye sockets."

Then Chaoyang twisted his small body, and awkwardly wiped Xiaojing's tears with his small hands, muttering: "Don't cry, don't cry, blow it, and the pain will fly away!"

Looking at Chaoyang's pink and jade-carved little face, Xiao Jing felt as if he was raising a little Jinghong.

When Lin Jinghong died, he had not yet married and established a business. He was only 24 years old and died at a young age.

Lin Jian Villa is now in a bleak state, without the head of the family to preside over the overall situation, the disciples are almost gone.

Only the empty ancestral home remained.

It's not that Xiaojing hasn't thought about going back to take a look these years, but he is also afraid that revisiting his old place will remind him of many memories.

Those memories belonged to Lin Jing, but Xiao Jing had no choice but to get rid of the memory recovery.

I also once thought about going to find the water of forgetting love, and forgetting all the people and things completely.

But in the sky and the earth, Xiaojing never found a spiritual spring that could make people forget everything.

Now that he has ascended, he has left the mortal womb, and will no longer experience the birth, old age, sickness and death of mortals.

Just sitting alone, very empty, very empty.

Sometimes when I wake up suddenly at night, the sky outside is still not bright, and I want to sleep again, but I can't fall asleep no matter what.

Just toss and turn all night.

No one had a drink with him, no one had a heart-to-heart exchange with him.

Chaoyang held Xiaojing's face in both hands with difficulty, and asked him in a childish voice: "Is there something wrong with Yangyang that made Daddy angry?"

"No, you are very good, and I am not angry."

"If you're not angry, why are daddy's eyebrows like this?" Chaoyang withdrew his hand, pressed his eyebrows with both hands, and made a sad expression.

It looks extremely funny and cute.

Xiao Jing couldn't help smiling slightly, and the melancholy clouds in his heart dissipated a lot.

Now it's mid-spring, and a sea of ​​begonias is planted on the mountain behind Linjian Villa.

In the past, every year when the crabapple flowers were about to bloom, Lin Mobai would send a letter to Daozong early, inviting Lin Jing to come back and have a look.

Even if Lin Jing sometimes couldn't find the time to go home, Lin Mobai would personally cut off the best flower branches and send them all the way to Daozong.

Just to let Lin Jing take a look at the crabapple blossoms at home.

This was all a long time ago.

Xiao Jing said: "Chaoyang, tomorrow I will take you to see the crabapple flowers all over the mountains and plains, okay?"

After Chaoyang heard this, he immediately held Xiaojing's face happily, kissed Xiaojing a few times, and said with a smile: "Daddy is so kind! I like Daddy the most!"

This is also after a few years of absence, Xiaojing stepped into Gusu again and came to Linjian Villa all the way.

It's just that the current Linjian Villa is completely different from the memory.

The huge villa was empty.Only an old man who was favored by the Lin family was left here to watch the gate.

With gray hair, hunched back, holding a big broom taller than a person, cleaning the steps covered with dead leaves.

Sensing that someone was coming, the old man raised his head and said in a hoarse voice: "No outsiders are allowed to trespass here. Young people can go back wherever they come from."

"There are no more treasures to take here, only the spirit cards of the ancestors of the Lin family."

After hearing this, Xiaojing felt lost for a while.

How could he not know that after Lin Mobai's death, the Lin family was completely collapsed, and all sects that had grudges with the Lin family in the past would come and step on them.

All kinds of treasures of the Lin family were searched, and even the disciples had to take a few valuable things with them when they left.

There is also Xiaojing's reason for this. Everyone knows the grievances between Chang Xuan and the Lin family, so in order to curry favor with Chang Xuan, they also follow and step on the Lin family.

Regardless of the fact that the Lin family once had a Lin Jing.

Perhaps, the first person who came to snatch the Lin family's treasure was just here to test.

Seeing that Chang Xuan didn't have any protection, the rest of the people followed suit and became more courageous.

When Xiao Jing first ascended, he was able to ascend by stepping on Chu Hanyi, Yue Wuchen, Luo Suxuan, and even the bones of Lin Jing seven years ago.

His feet were bloody.

In the first two years, I was self-styled, imprisoning myself on a solitary peak, closing off all senses, and refusing to have any contact with the outside world.

Later, with the rising sun, it gradually improved.

The old man didn't know that Xiao Jing was just going home, and while sweeping the steps with difficulty, he said in a rambling manner: "When the head of the family was still there, the Lin family was so beautiful. Looking at the whole cultivation world, who would dare to bully the Lin family like that. "

"It's pitiful, first the second son was martyred, then the young master, and finally even the patriarch died."

"It is said that the Patriarch was annihilated by flying ashes and died in the Demon Realm, leaving no ashes behind."

"The Patriarch is a good person. It's a pity that the Patriarch has cared about the two young masters all his life. In order to let the young master inherit the position of Patriarch, he has never married a wife and had children."

"I pin all my hopes on my younger brothers."

"Who would have thought that the heavens fail to fulfill one's wish? The second young master was only 17 years old when he died, and the young master was only 24 years old when he died! He died young!"

"Those who don't have a conscience will bully the Lin family. If only one young master is left behind, the Lin family will not be reduced to this!"

The old man kept saying that the second son died seven years ago, but kept silent about Chang Xuan seven years later.

Come to think of it, in the eyes of the old man, the second son, who was upright and glorious, died long ago.

What remains in the world now is no longer the original Lin Jing.

Chaoyang couldn't understand, so he tugged on Xiaojing's sleeve, and said in a childish voice, "Look at the flowers, look at the flowers!"

Xiaojing hummed without saying anything, and flew to the back mountain with Chaoyang in his arms.

The crabapple flowers all over the mountains and plains are blooming again, and the breeze blows, and the petals fall all over the ground.

Begonias are in full bloom again, and some things should be let go.

Today, Xiaojing doesn't want to blame or hate anyone anymore.

That's tiring.

It's time to start over, too.

Lin Jian Villa does not belong to Lin Mobai alone, but the hope of the whole family.

It shouldn't be ruined in this generation, at the very least, it shouldn't be plundered, destroyed, and notorious.

"Chaoyang, if your surname is Lin, how wonderful it would be." If Chaoyang was Lin Jing's child, I don't know how wonderful it would be.

The Lin family can be regarded as having descendants.

It would be great if the child hadn't died.

Chaoyang didn't understand, and looked up at Xiaojing eagerly.

That look, that movement, are too similar to Lin Jinghong when he was a child.

In a trance, Xiao Jing thought that the person standing in front of him was Xiao Jinghong, so he couldn't help calling out in a low voice: "Brother."

After a long while, Chaoyang tentatively called out: "Brother."

With just such a call, brother, suddenly there was a strong wind, and the crabapple flowers all over the mountains made a rustling sound, blowing away Xiaojing's long hair, and the snow-white robe on his body was like flying catkins in the air.

Xiaojing's throat was a little rough, and after a long, long time, he responded in a low voice.

Chaoyang's small hand was wrapped in his big hand.

The child's face was immature, his eyes were full of trust and admiration, and he held Xiaojing's hand tightly.

The voice is so soft again.

Regardless of whether the child's surname is Lin or not, his life is destined to be extraordinary.

Xiao Jing wanted to do a fortune-telling chart for Chaoyang many times to see how the child's future will be.

But every time I gave up.

Xiao Jing also somewhat understood why Yue Wuchen had fortune-telling for Lin Jing who was still in his infancy.

It's really because I like it, I'm afraid the child's future horoscope is not good enough.

Even if you want to go against the sky, you want to change your child's life against the sky.

Just to keep the child by my side.

It's just a pity that Yue Wuchen at the beginning was only at the beginning, but he couldn't find out the ending.

Now Xiaojing, how dare to spy on Chaoyang's natal chart.

How could he bear to remain indifferent when he learned that Chaoyang's horoscope was not good, and watched Chaoyang suffer and suffer after he grew up.

What Xiaojing can do is not to teach Chaoyang any Taoism, and let Chaoyang be an ordinary person.

But Chaoyang's talent is far beyond Xiaojing's imagination, as long as Chaoyang reads it once, he will basically be able to do it.

At a young age, he could draw simple spells and make his small wooden sword fly.

Xiaojing didn't even know when he had cast a spell in front of Chaoyang.

Maybe it was when he took Chaoyang down the mountain to eliminate demons, or maybe it was when Xiaojing took the initiative to teach the local ruffians...

Chaoyang is so small, with a pair of big black and white eyes, watching from the side.

He engraved all of Xiaojing's every move when he cast the spell in his mind, and then quietly imitated and studied in private.

After Xiaojing found out, he ordered him not to learn any more.

But the more Chaoyang is not allowed to learn, the more Chaoyang wants to learn.

As Chaoyang grows up slowly, Xiaojing accidentally discovers that Chaoyang is a natural born Taoist.

The natural Taoist bone entrance door.

This is already preordained by God!

Xiaojing couldn't bear it any longer, so he did a fortune-telling for Chaoyang all night, but after counting nineteen hexagrams in a row, he told Xiaojing about all the hexagrams.

Chaoyang's fate is full of twists and turns, and the killings are extremely heavy. In the future, he will kill his father, mother, teacher, sister, and all close relatives in the world to prove the Tao through killing.

This is absolutely intolerable to Xiaojing, absolutely intolerable!

Xiao Jing fell into the same dilemma as Yue Wuchen did back then.

Or, it is to kill the child, cut the weeds and eradicate the roots, so as to avoid future troubles.

Either change the fate against the sky, and rewrite Chaoyang's fate at all costs.

Xiaojing didn't know what to do. At night, he watched Chaoyang fall asleep soundly with his arms in his arms, and his face was full of trust and admiration.

How can such a small, soft milk dumpling have such a hard and cruel natal chart!

Xiaojing wanted to attack Chaoyang several times, but in the end he couldn't bear to destroy Chaoyang's roots.

After much deliberation, I decided to let nature take its course.

He didn't want Chaoyang to follow Lin Jing's old path again.

Going with the flow may be best.

Everyone has their own good fortune, and we cannot kill a child's future at will because of our own prejudices.

Xiaojing withdrew the spiritual power in his hand, slowly stroked Chaoyang's face, and said in a low voice, "Yangyang, brother Lin Jing, and brother Changxuan all believe that you can finally reverse your destiny."

"What kind of person do you want to be, and what kind of person will you become in the end. It doesn't matter what anyone says, only you can choose."

"...Because, this is Yang Yang's life."

Chaoyang didn't know it in his sleep, and held Xiaojing's arm tightly with both hands.

I don't know what funny things I dreamed in my dreams, and the corners of my mouth are still full of smiles.

Xiao Jing knew that he was born with a Taoist bone and was destined to enter the Taoist sect, but think about Lin Jing's life in the Taoist sect when he was a child.

In the end, he decided to put Chaoyang by his side to raise him.

Xiaojing once suffered from "strict discipline", but he did not speak harshly to Chaoyang's upbringing.

Instead, he gently counsels from the side and guides carefully.

Just like when Lin Jing pointed Xiaojing back then, he always cared for Chaoyang's growth with a sincere heart.

Seeing the chubby little hand in his hand, growing up little by little, and getting away from his support little by little.

Become vigorous and vigorous.

After Lin Jian Villa experienced a decline, it gradually came back to life.

Xiaojing is no longer willing to call himself the Lin family, after seeking the consent of Chaoyang's parents.

In the name of Lin Jing, he recognized Chaoyang as his adopted son.

External name: Lin Chaoyang.

In the name of Lin Chaoyang, revive the former style of Linjian Villa.

And Chaoyang is born with a Taoist bone, and he is destined to enter the Taoist school in the future.

Xiaojing is not involved in this matter, so he will obstruct more and let everything take its course.

It is not only giving Chaoyang a chance, but also giving the young Lin Jing a chance to start over.

Lin Jing never really left, he stayed here all the time.

His blood once sprinkled the ground under his feet.