The whole division is begging for my forgiveness

"Xiao Jing? Wake up, Xiao Jing!"

Yue Wuchen hugged him in his arms, looked at the boy in his arms with disbelief on his face, even his voice trembled a little.

This is a completely unfamiliar face, compared to the original Lin Jing, it is completely different.

Apart from his appearance, there was no shadow of Lin Jing in his whole body.

But such a young man can use Lin Jing's whisk.

It is absolutely impossible to say that he has nothing to do with Lin Jing.

"Master!"

Shen Qingyuan clutched his chest, staggered forward, looked at the extremely frail young man in Yue Wuchen's arms, and said in a deep voice: "This person can summon Lin Jing's Fuchen, could it be that Lin Jing has returned?"

"This is absolutely impossible! At the beginning, my second brother's spirit and soul were all destroyed, his body and dao disappeared, and even Grandmaster Yue himself admitted that my second brother would never be born again. How could this boy be him?"

Lin Mobai released Lin Jinghong, took a few steps forward, frowned and said: "However, he has a certain relationship with my second brother, so it's hard to guarantee that Luo Suxuan is not obstructing him. Anyway, I have to lead him away." Go back to Linjian Villa!"

"No!" Shen Qingyuan said in a deep voice: "He can't go with you, he has close contacts with that Luo Suxuan, entangled, and Luo Suxuan is very likely to be a member of the demon clan, in case this young man is a fake, sneak in Lin Jian Villa, who knows what evil things will be done? For the present plan, first bring back the Wuji Taoist sect and wait for punishment!"

Lin Mobai: "It's ridiculous. The demon race is no longer what it used to be. How can a little Luo Suxuan find out? Don't say whether this young man's identity is true or not, but because he can summon my second brother's whisk , and somewhat similar to my second brother, he must go back with me!"

Shen Qingyuan said: "Then he should be allowed to return to the Wuji Dao Sect, after all, that's where Lin Jing grew up!"

"Stop arguing all of you! I don't care! Whoever can summon my second brother's whisk is my second brother!"

Lin Jinghong rushed over, looked at Xiaojing's tightly closed eyes and pale face, couldn't help but choked up and said: "Master Yue, please save him, you must save him! Whether he is my second brother or not, From now on, I will take care of him!"

Yue Wuchen would naturally come to his rescue, even if a stranger was injured, he would save him, not to mention that the young man in his arms was very likely to be the reincarnation of his poor little apprentice.

This place was originally remote, and it was not a short distance from Linjian Villa or Wuji Taoist Sect.

Xiaojing was seriously injured and is now unconscious. If he is taken along on the road again, it will be very dangerous.

I simply found an inn where I could stay.

Yue Wuchen carried him into the room and gave him spiritual power. During this period, he also deliberately checked whether there was any golden core circulating in Xiaojing's body.

Whether there are traces of Lin Jing on his body, and whether there is still Lin Jing's breath, even if it is a little bit of Lin Jing's spiritual power.

But what disappointed him was that not only did the young man in front of him not have a golden core, but he didn't even have a good bone.

Compared with Lin Jing back then, it was not a little bit worse.

Suffering such a serious injury again, I am afraid that even if he recovers in the future, it will be difficult to return to the way it was before.

To put it more bluntly, Xiaojing's body is basically half disabled. Even if he recovers in the future, he will still be weak and sickly, lingering on his last breath. Let alone practicing Taoism, whether he can live to old age is a question.

Yue Wuchen tried to untie Xiaojing's clothes, and cleaned and bandaged his wound.

But after the blood coagulated, the wound and the clothes were stuck together, and he just pulled it a few times before the blood gushed out again.

The boy who was originally unconscious also had some reactions at this moment. He was trembling all over and sweating profusely. From his pale lips, he slowly said "It hurts".

Just saying "It hurts so much", Yue Wuchen's hand stopped severely.

If it wasn't because Lin Jing's Fuchen was summoned by this young man, then Yue Wuchen also felt that the young man in front of him was not his disciple Lin Jing.

Because Yue Wuchen remembered very clearly that Lin Jing in his memory had never shed tears since he was seven years old.

No matter how many injuries he suffered, he just smiled lightly and said that he was fine.

A white Taoist robe is not stained with dust, just like his temperament, gentle and watery.

He has never shouted about pain in front of Yue Wuchen, and he has never said that it hurts.

Yue Wuchen vaguely remembered the scene of Lin Jing kneeling at the gate of the hall and being tortured.

First he took off his outer clothes, and then he wore a very thin inner garment, with his long hair pulled up in front and put away.

It was the severe winter at that time, Lin Jing's face was blown pale by the cold wind, and even a little blue.

Kneeling on the ground upright, there is still snow left on the bluestone bricks under the knees.His spine is very straight.

More than a dozen disciples stood in two rows to watch the torture, and two law enforcement elders carried out the punishment.

It is a very heavy instrument of torture from the Wuji Taoist sect. It looks like a jet-black rattan stick, covered with barbs. Basically, when the stick is lowered, the flesh will be torn apart in an instant, and the bones will be severely beaten. superior.

Since the establishment of the Wuji Taoist Sect, there have been only a few disciples who have suffered this punishment, and they are all disciples who have committed serious crimes, and none of them can survive the ten sticks. They must cry bitterly and beg in every possible way. .

But at the beginning, Lin Jing suffered more than 120 shovels. The two law enforcement elders used to think highly of him. Kua Linjing is very talented, a rare talent in the Taoist sect in a hundred years.

In the future, he will be able to glorify his master, seek the well-being of the common people in the world, make contributions, and become famous.

After hearing what Lin Jing did, he was very sad and disappointed. He felt unspeakably disgusted and disgusted. Naturally, his attacks became more and more severe. It seemed that only in this way could he wash away the sins of Lin Jing and the sins he brought to the teacher. shame.

Yue Wuchen was sitting in the hall at that time, quietly listening to the movement outside.

He didn't hear Lin Jing make a sound during the whole process, and even wondered for a while whether the person being tortured outside was a wooden man.

Even a log should make some noise.

Later, after the sentence was over, Lin Jing still refused to say a word, and he would not say anything when asked.

When seeing Yue Wuchen come out, Lin Jing just bowed his head and begged Master not to drive him out of the sect.

Other than that, nothing else.

Maybe the pain wasn't enough, the beating wasn't hard enough, Lin Jing's mouth was so hard that he refused to tell the whereabouts of the Demon Emperor.

At that time, Yue Wuchen glanced behind Lin Jing, his back was almost completely soaked in blood, and the floor was covered with a layer of blood.

Blood was flowing down the steps, and many disciples standing on the left and right couldn't bear to look at it, and moved their heads to the side.

But no one pleaded for Lin Jing, as if they all agreed that Lin Jing's crime was unforgivable, and even the law enforcement elder angrily scolded that Lin Jing was really depraved and hopeless.

It's really embarrassing to the master, and it's really shameful to the cultivation world.

Shimen has spent 17 years carefully nurturing and teaching a child, a child who grew up in the eyes of everyone's expectations, how did he end up here!

It's so disappointing!

It would be better to die directly in the Demon Realm, in the hands of the Demon Emperor, and not come back alive!

Yue Wuchen was also very disappointed with Lin Jing at that time, but after all, he couldn't bear the pain in his heart.

He had thought about it more than once, but Fan Linjing cried out, said a word of pain, and begged Master to forgive him.

Yue Wuchen felt that he would not be so hard-hearted, at least he would not be able to stab the apprentice's seventeen swords with his own hands.

Maybe choose a slightly more benevolent approach.

But it was all like that, Lin Jing never yelled that it hurts, he didn't yell a word.

There was no wailing during the whole process, and I only asked the master not to expel him from the sect after he was punished.

Such a forbearing person will never cry out for pain, nor will he beg for mercy for a child who can't cry.

How could he lie weakly on the bed like the boy in front of him, screaming pain unconsciously?

Yue Wuchen knew that it must be very painful to be injured like this, but if it was Lin Jing, he would never yell out.

"I...I'm in pain, I'm in pain..."

While Xiaojing was unconscious, he kept chanting and shouting about the pain, and his pale face didn't have any trace of blood.

The whole body was trembling constantly, and the limbs and bones were as heavy as lead.

Yue Wuchen silently cut Xiaojing's clothes with scissors, and a bloody hole was visible.

It was an obvious sword wound, which had just scabbed over and then burst open again, leaving a bloody mess.

Even though Yue Wuchen was careful enough, Xiaojing kept crying out for pain.

I kept shouting until my voice became hoarse, and I could hardly make any sound.

Yue Wuchen couldn't listen anymore, afraid that if he shouted any more, his voice would be lost, so he raised his hand and grabbed a ball of cloth, and blocked Xiaojing's mouth.

Ears finally quieted down.

He finally had some free time, took the whisk and tried it in front of Xiaojing.

I saw that the whisk, which was originally quiet, made a buzzing sound as soon as it touched Xiaojing, overflowing with spiritual power.

As if sensing that its owner was seriously injured, it also made a cry similar to that of a small animal.

It's a bit sad to say.

In Lin Jing's life, he only had two magic weapons, one life sword, named Jingling, which was given by Yue Wuchen back then, and the words on it were also carved by himself.

There is also a whisk, which is owned by every disciple of the Human Dao Sect. It is nourished by its own blood, and after more than ten years of raising it, it has gradually been refined into a magic weapon.

But Lin Jing's Fate Sword was lost when he came back, and he only brought back this whisk.

Later, after Lin Jing died, Lin Mobai said that he wanted to ask for this Fuchen, as a thought, Yue Wuchen agreed, but now this thing has become the only thing that can recognize Lin Jing.

After Yue Wuchen tried several times, he finally confirmed that the boy in front of him was Lin Jing.

But it's not all Lin Jing, it's just the body that Lin Jing's incomplete soul temporarily carries in the human world.

The bones of the body itself are not good, and now it is so crippled.

If one day, Lin Jing's consciousness recovers, he may not be able to accept the fact that he has become a cripple.

Yue Wuchen felt a severe pain in his heart, he knew that he, the master, owed a lot to his disciples.

Although all these years, he had been looking forward to Lin Jing being able to come to the world again, but when he really saw Xiao Jing in front of him, he couldn't believe it.

Always felt like a nightmare.

Xiao Jing brought him pain and sorrow like a nightmare.

And for many years to come, Yue Wuchen only needs to look at Xiaojing's crippled body and think of Lin Jing's elegance back then.

His heart was like a sword blade horizontally, hurting him deeply, struggling with regret all the time, never getting relief.

The author has something to say:

Ah, update at 0:[-] tonight~ I love you guys, what ah~

I read all the comments, and actually want to reply to every one, but I know I can't control it, too many spoilers are not good.

Xiaojing has a golden finger, it's me, I'm his real mother.

Xiao Jing will not always be so useless, when his memory recovers, his cultivation base will be higher than before.