The whole division is begging for my forgiveness

Yue Wuchen listened, his eyes turned cold, and he said coldly: "You used to keep saying that you wanted Lin Jing to come back, and you have been looking forward to him for seven years at all costs. Now that he finally came back, you And so on, not to mention whether Xiaojing can recover his memory, if he recovers his memory in the future, all the actions we have done in the past are already unforgivable crimes, if we don't want to make up for it, we will instead care about his current wealth It's not innocent, so the seven years of longing and pain are all fake?"

"You are his half-brother! You can tolerate and pamper Lin Jinghong in every possible way, but you can't treat Lin Jing equally!"

"Since that's the case, why did you cry in front of me and beg for the reunion of Lin Jing's soul with a blood sacrifice, and save Lin Jing at all costs? Now it seems that you are really hypocritical!"

"The net worth is not clean, the spiritual power is exhausted, the cultivation base is destroyed, the spiritual intelligence is damaged, and he is bullied... These are not Xiaojing's fault. It's not his fault, but... us!"

"It's our fault, we didn't believe him and protect him at the beginning!"

Yue Wuchen said every word, and mercilessly opened up the original scar that would never heal, and exposed the bloody piece in front of the two of them without any hesitation.

"I will persuade Xiao Jing to return to the Wuji Dao Sect with me. From now on, Xiao Jing can do whatever he wants, as long as he is happy."

After a pause, Yue Wuchen took a deep breath, glanced at Lin Mobai coldly, and said in a deep voice: "I would like to advise Patriarch Lin, don't hurt Xiaojing any more, otherwise I will never show mercy!"

Until Yue Wuchen left, Lin Mobai didn't say another word.

Standing outside in silence for a long time, his clothes were wet with dew.

The whole person seemed to be in the fire of red lotus karma, which almost burned him to death.

Yes, Yue Wuchen is right.

Back then, Lin Jing didn't die at the hands of the Demon Emperor, but was tortured and killed by several of them together.

For seven whole years, he spent seven whole years thinking about Lin Jing back then.

Countless times when he dreamed back at midnight, Lin Jing was standing under the corridor, wearing a white Taoist robe that was not stained with dust, looking at a crabapple tree in the courtyard.

That is Lin Jing's favorite tree. Every spring, the crabapple blooms. No matter how busy he is, Lin Jing will come back from Daozong all the way.

Just to see the crabapple blossoms.

But later, after Lin Jing died, the crabapple tree withered overnight.

Even the roots of the tree were eroded by the heavy snow, and they did not survive the spring of the next year, and they became rotten trees.

Finally, in a rainy weather, it collapsed.

It was as if the tight string in Lin Mobai's heart had been severed with a single knife.

Later, Lin Mobai tried every means to find the best variety of crabapple from all over the cultivation world.

But no matter how hard he planted it, it couldn't compare to the luxuriant blooming of the original crabapple tree.

With Lin Jing's death, the crabapple tree that Lin Jing liked in the past also went with him.

Every time Lin Mobai thinks of Lin Jing, he will plant a crabapple tree, and it never falls.

As much as he missed Lin Jing, he looked forward to the blooming of crabapple flowers every spring.

It was as if Lin Jing was back again.

Seven years have passed now.

The back mountain of Linjian Villa is full of begonias.

That was Lin Mobai's extreme yearning for Lin Jing, and also his endless guilt.

It's just a pity that the crabapple flowers haven't bloomed yet in this season.

Lin Mobai wanted to hear it again, but Lin Jing called him brother.

I can't wait to take Lin Jing home, I want to give Lin Jing a good hug, and tell him that it was my elder brother who wrongly blamed him.

It's all the elder brother's fault. He didn't try to protect him at the beginning, and even watched him suffer in Daozong.

Looking at how his snow-white Taoist robe was drenched with blood.

And how painfully struggling in the blood nest.

Before he knew it, Lin Mobai walked to the door of Xiaojing's room again.

The lights inside were dark and blind, but they didn't light the lights.

Through the half-closed window, one could vaguely see Xiao Jing lying on his back on the bed.

Lin Mobai was afraid of disturbing Xiaojing's rest, so he sneaked into the room without anyone noticing.

Slowly approach the bed.

Maybe it was because of the pain in his body, Xiaojing didn't sleep well.

His face was sweating profusely, shaking his head from time to time, muttering something in a low voice.

Lin Mobai couldn't help but leaned closer to listen, only to hear Xiaojing crying for pain.

Although Lin Mobai doesn't know Xiaojing well now, he thinks he knows Lin Jing well back then.

Lin Jing has always been calm and forbearing. When he traveled down the mountain, he had suffered many injuries, and he had never heard him cry out for pain.

No matter what kind of injury he suffered, Lin Jing just said calmly that he was fine, so that they don't have to worry.

But later, Lin Mobai got angry and stepped on Lin Jing's hand in public.

He saw it, saw it with his own eyes.

A Taoist priest who used to be so high above and so clean would roll all over the ground holding his crushed hand bones in pain.

At that time, Lin Jing was already speechless, most of his tongue was picked up by Shen Qingyuan, and he became a mute.

But still crying out of pain.

It can make a person who is already dumb cry out in pain.

Lin Mobai still didn't understand what kind of pain it was that could make Lin Jing feel that pain.

Looking at Xiao Jing who was sleeping soundly on the bed, he couldn't help but lift up his sleeves and gently wipe the cold sweat off Xiao Jing's forehead.

And, carefully hold Xiaojing's right hand.

Xiaojing's right hand is intact, except for some bony wounds, and there are still strangle marks on his wrist that have not completely disappeared.

At a glance, it is obvious that it was caused by being chained by someone, and it has been chained for a long time, and some strangle marks have turned dark brown.

Comparing with Xiaojing's fair skin, it looks so shocking.

The rumors are all true, Xiao Jing is not doing well, the owner of his body that his remnant soul rests on is so unbearable.

Lin Mobai endured the pain in his heart, and took out the ointment that had been covered all night.

This ointment is for removing scars, and it is a secret medicine that is not passed on by the Lin family. Even the scars from old wounds can be eliminated by seven or eight percent.

Fearing that Xiao Jing would wake up midway, Lin Mobai was very careful, first opened the medicine box, and then picked out a small piece with his index finger.

Gently apply to the scars on Xiaojing's wrist.

He didn't dare to make too much noise during the whole process, for fear of waking Xiaojing up.

Afraid that the ointment would stain Xiaojing's clothes, Lin Mobai carefully held Xiaojing's hand, and blew on the ointment-coated wrist with great concentration.

Trying to make Xiaojing's scars heal quickly.

Lin Mobai was very clear in his heart, Xiaojing was extremely resistant to him now.

Since he hasn't recovered his memory, he must have refused to call him brother.

I'm afraid they won't go back to Linjian Villa with him.

Originally, Lin Mobai was still thinking that even if it was tied, he would forcefully tie Xiaojing back.

He was born as a member of the Lin family, and died as a ghost of the Lin family. Even if it was just a few bodies temporarily entrusted by remnants of souls, he had to go back to the Lin family with him.

But after Yue Wuchen's advice just now, Lin Mobai changed his mind again.

Perhaps, he should also re-examine his actions.

Lin Jing was able to become what he is now, and he also contributed in the beginning.

The fault shouldn't be Xiaojing's.

Xiaojing doesn't understand anything, and he can only blame good luck and trick others.

He was actually reborn into Chang Xuan, who was not innocent.

Not only did it tarnish Lin Jing's reputation, it also tarnished the reputation of Lin Jian Villa, making Lin Mobai unable to hold his head high in the cultivation world in the future.

He didn't even dare to admit that such an unbearable young man was actually the younger brother he had been looking for for seven years!

Lin Mobai took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and helped Xiaojing apply the ointment more carefully.

Lin Jing never had such an ugly scar.

The current Xiaojing shouldn't have it either.

But he never thought that Xiaojing was not asleep at all, and he noticed that someone had been tossing his arm.

Unexpectedly, he woke up and turned around.

When those clear eyes, like glass, met Lin Mobai's eyes, he could clearly see the panic in his eyes.

Xiaojing's eyes were very calm, without the slightest panic, and he pulled his hand back without hesitation.

Slowly propped up and sat upright, glanced at the sticky, thick layer of ointment on the wrist.

Xiaojing grabbed the bedding and wiped off the ointment bit by bit.

Seeing this, Lin Mobai stopped angrily and urgently: "Don't rub it! It's a good medicine for scar removal!"

But these words not only failed to stop Xiao Jing, but made Xiao Jing speed up his movements.

Lin Mobai could only watch helplessly as Xiaojing wiped off all the wound medicine he had carefully applied.

So incapable of understanding human words, so ignorant of what is good or bad!

How does this look like his obedient, well-behaved and sensible baby brother back then?

This is clearly not his obedient and gentle brother!

No!

I don't know whether Xiaojing can't understand people's words, or just doesn't know what to do.

Treating his kindness was like treating some worthless thing.

Cold and heartless.

Without any hesitation, he directly refused.

Furious, Lin Mobai had never been humiliated face to face like this before!

But he just can't attack.

Because it was his fault that Lin Jing could become what he is now.

Master Yue was right, Lin Jing finally came back, he should try to make up for him, instead of blindly dismissing Xiao Jing's innocence.

After all, these are not choices for Xiaojing.

If you can choose, who would like to let yourself live like a pile of mud on the street?

"Xiao Jing, this ointment is..."

Xiao Jing interrupted him indifferently: "My name is Chang Xuan, don't call me Xiao Jing, and don't take me as Lin Jing's substitute, I'm not him, no!"

Lin Mobai felt like a stick in his throat for a moment, wishing he could hold Xiaojing's shoulders and tell him loudly, you are Lin Jing, Lin Jing is you, you are what everyone has been thinking about for seven years, struggling for a full seven years, never getting rid of it for a moment forest view!

But at the same time, he was very afraid. If Xiaojing recovered all the memories of his previous life, would he still be able to call his brother with a smile as before?

Lin Mobai wished he could spend all his family wealth, and only wanted to change to someone else as before.

But even he himself understands.

The sins of the past are deeply engraved in the hearts of each of them. Not only will they not dissipate with the passage of time, but they will become more and more serious, and will eventually become a poison that rots bones and flesh, and death is the only way to escape. .

Each of them must die because of Lin Jing.

"Okay, Mr. Chang, this ointment is the secret medicine of Linjian Villa. It is hard to find in the cultivation world. It can remove the scar on your wrist. I have no malice towards you."

After Xiaojing heard it, he didn't take it seriously.

What does it mean to have no malice towards him?

If you really didn't have any malice towards him, why did you pinch his neck and hold him high in the air when you first met?

And why did you use him to threaten Luo Suxuan to let him go?

And why did he promise Luo Suxuan that he and Fuchen would be exchanged for the noble son Lin Jinghong who was "the only one in the sky and on earth".

But in the next moment, he was pushed out like a worthless cabbage.

The long swords of those Lin family students were impartial, and they were aimed right at Xiaojing's back!

If it wasn't for his great fortune, he would have been a cold corpse by now.

If it wasn't for the fly whisk to save him, then Xiaojing would no longer have the chance to breathe fresh air.

Can this also be called without malice?

Do you really treat him like a fool?

He is a person with independent thinking ability, a living person!

There is only one Lin Jinghong in the entire comprehension world who is good.

However, there is no second small scene to be found in the entire comprehension world.

Xiao Jing raised his eyes and glanced coldly at Lin Mobai, feeling that the man in front of him was so hypocritical and disgusting.

While doing things that hurt him, he also said righteously that he made such a move to save his younger brother.

Since you don't care about Xiaojing's life or death in order to save your younger brother, you should persevere to the end.

If Lin Mobai persisted to the end, he would save Lin Jinghong at all costs.

Then Xiao Jing might still sigh, Lin Jinghong has a good big brother.

Why bother to come here to put on a show again, apply the secret medicine of Laoshizi Linjian Villa on him, and deliberately tell him how precious this medicine is, and it is hard to find in the world of self-cultivation.

Do you want to use this to tell Xiaojing that hurting him is a last resort, and now he has been given good medicine, so that he will not be ignorant.

That's what it means, right?

Let him not be ignorant.

Because Xiaojing's life is not as good as this bottle of ointment, giving him this ointment is already flattering him.

Is that what it means?

Xiaojing thinks that's what it means.

So when Lin Mobai handed him the ointment bottle, Xiaojing didn't know where the strength came from.

Vigorously, he pushed Lin Mobai's arm away.

The bottle of ointment flew out of his hand and rolled on the ground, covered with a lot of dust.

Lin Mobai was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly got up, and said sharply: "How dare you do that?!"

"Get out!"

Xiao Jing pointed at the door of the room, and said word by word: "Take your dirty things and get out!"

Lin Mobai held back his anger, and said in a deep voice: "I just want to make up for you. You are injured now. Don't get angry for now, it will hurt yourself."

"Get out!"

"Young Master Chang, I have already heard from Jinghong that you and that Luo Suxuan are not the same people, you were just deceived by him."

"Get out!"

"Thank you for taking care of Jinghong before. In the secret forest...those were just a misunderstanding."

"roll!"

"I didn't mean to hurt you, I just want to make up for you now, and I hope Mr. Chang will give you another chance."

Xiao Jing grabbed the pillow and slammed it on Lin Mobai's body. He was very excited and beat the bed vigorously. His eyes were red and he said: "Go away! I don't want to see you again!"

Lin Mobai didn't dodge, and the pillow didn't hurt either.

He hoped that Xiaojing could stab him hard a few times, maybe he would feel better.

However, this does not mean that Lin Mobai can endure such a rude Xiaojing.

Clenching his fists tightly, his brows were already furrowed, he took a deep breath, and said again: "Mr. Chang, I'm talking to you calmly, and I hope you can..."

"I can't! Because it's me who hurts, not you!"

Because Xiaojing was too emotional, he coughed violently and said intermittently, "I can't talk to you calmly. If you want to find your brother, you should find someone else. I'm not Lin Jing, I'm not!"

Lin Mobai said again: "Calm down first."

"I'm not Lin Jing, I'm not him, I'm not a substitute, don't take me as Lin Jing's substitute, I'm not!"

"Okay, you are not him, you calm down first, I will go, I will go soon."

Lin Mobai was afraid that Xiaojing would be too excited and hurt himself again, so he quickly softened his tone and comforted him: "Calm down, don't hurt yourself, I'll go, I'll go now."

After finishing speaking, Lin Mobai bent down and picked up the ointment and pillow.

After cleaning the floating dust.

Then put both things beside the bed.

Then he turned and left.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, there was a whistling sound of wind coming from behind.

Lin Mobai did not dodge, and saw the bottle of ointment slam on the window sill with a crackling sound.

In an instant, he was smashed to pieces, and the residue was shattered miserably, as if his heart at this moment was also shattered to pieces.

Lin Mobai felt sad, and he didn't have the courage to turn around to see Xiaojing's expression at the moment.

He shouldn't have come tonight!

Xiaojing couldn't catch his breath for a long time, but felt that his chest was constricted and uncomfortable. In the dark, he was panting heavily.

Cold sweat trickled down his temples.

He can't stay here any longer.

None of those people treated him sincerely.

If he stays here, he will die sooner or later.

Xiaojing doesn't want to die yet, he wants to live well.

To live is to have hope, to live to have infinite possibilities.

He wants to live.

The damned person is not him.

But now he is too weak, with no cultivation base at all, and even seriously injured, he is not as good as an ordinary person.

With this crippled body, he couldn't go anywhere.

Xiao Jing gradually calmed down, and he knew in his heart that from now on he would eat big, rest well, and take medicine well.

Let the body get better as soon as possible.

Not only that, but he also had to pretend to be slowly being influenced.

You can't change too much at once, it's easy for them to notice the clues.

He would slowly let them down on him.

Then escape from their hands.

The sky and the earth are big, and there is always a place for him.

Xiao Jing believed that his life should not be lost.

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