The whole division is begging for my forgiveness

Xiaojing originally thought that this was just a joke Chen Yulong said in order to deal with Er Huniang.

did not take it to heart.

Who ever thought Chen Yulong was serious.

Sure enough, he taught him a few tricks of self-defense.

Maybe it's not easy to show the life sword of Taoist priests to ordinary people.

Chen Yulong never took off the long sword on his back, whether he was eating or sleeping.

When teaching Xiaojing sword moves, he didn't use a real sword.

Instead, he randomly broke a peach branch, stroked the peach leaves clean, and flicked it in the air, making a swishing sound.

Xiao Jing couldn't hear the sound of swish, swish, swish, subconsciously trembled all over, and raised his hand to cover his face in a strange way.

I always felt that the next moment, Taozhi was going to hit him head-on and face-to-face.

There was also a layer of cold sweat on his cheeks, and he was panting uncontrollably.

This feeling is very strange, and Xiaojing can't say what is strange about it.

He was not only afraid of the swish, swish, swish, but a lot more.

For example, the muffled beating sound, like a stick being drawn on the body, makes a very dull sound.

For another example, the sound of slapping, as if someone slapped him in the face one after another.

Almost blowing his head off.

Oddly, Xiaojing doesn't remember being slapped.

But every time he heard the sound of slapping, he subconsciously covered his face with his hands.

The most frightening thing should be the sound of the sword cutting through the flesh.

Maybe it was because Shen Qingyuan stabbed him with a sword before.

The sound of the blade piercing through the flesh is currently the sound that Xiaojing is most afraid of hearing.

In short, it is very fearful and very resistant.

Xiaojing often feels that he is like a stray dog ​​who has been beaten and frightened on the street.

I always feel inexplicably that some part of my body is missing.

Or disfigured.

Xiaojing habitually looks at things that can reflect light, and let his face be reflected on it, so as to make sure that his face is intact.

Once in the morning, after waking up, he suddenly sat up, hugged his right hand, opened his mouth wide, and wanted to scream.

But there was no sound at all.

It's like a dumb person who can only open his mouth, but can't cry out the pain at all.

Scared Er Huzi so much that he jumped up from the bed, thinking that a thief had broken into the house.

Erhu Niang said that this was a nightmare for Xiao Jing, and it must be something dirty that he saw during the day.

He swirled the chopsticks around Xiaojing's forehead, and then inserted them into the bowl full of rice.

If it can stand up, it means that Xiaojing has encountered something dirty.

But Erhu Niang failed to stand up after trying several times, and later saw Xiaojing was sweating profusely, with a pitifully pale face.

He could only hold him in his arms, pat Xiaojing on the back lightly, and tell him that it was just a nightmare.

He also softly asked Xiaojing to cry, and it would be fine if he cried.

But Xiaojing was born with incomplete six senses and couldn't control his emotions well.

When he wanted to cry, he didn't have a single tear.

When I don't want to cry, I burst into tears inadvertently.

Xiaojing also hopes that everything is just a nightmare.

From the corner of Yue Wuchen's eyes, he kept watching Xiaojing, looking at the sweat on his head and face, and was slightly fascinated.

He was also keenly aware that Xiao Jing was quite afraid of the peach branch in his hand.

But Yue Wuchen doesn't know what Taozhi has that Xiaojing is afraid of.

He won't play Xiaojing.

In order to verify the generality, Yue Wuchen swung it a few times in the air.

Make a whoosh, whoosh, whoosh sound.

Then he clearly saw the cold sweat on Xiaojing's face, and it was dripping even more.

The hair flowed down her forehead, her complexion was also slightly pale, and the corners of her lips were tightly pressed, trembling imperceptibly.

Even though Xiaojing has been holding back, Yue Wuchen can still see that Xiaojing is very scared.

I'm afraid from the bottom of my heart.

This reminded Yue Wuchen of something.

He looked at the peach branch in his hand with obscure eyes.

Xiaojing... No, to be precise, it should be Lin Jing.

Before he died, he suffered more than 120 sticks, and his clothes were stained with blood.

Even Xiaojing has lost all his memory now.

Even if Xiaojing is now just Lin Jing's remnant soul, the poor body he entrusted to.

But that pain is still deeply engraved in Lin Jing's soul.

Even Xiao Jing, who has no memory of it now, is still extremely afraid of this breaking wind.

It can be seen from this that Lin Jing must have been very scared and very painful back then.

As a result, Xiaojing forgot everything about his past, but he couldn't forget the pain of being tortured.

Er Huzi blinked, leaned over and asked, "Brother Jingxuan, are you hot? Why are you sweating so much?"

"Yes...it's a little hot, it's okay."

Xiao Jing raised his sleeves to wipe off the cold sweat on his forehead, and squeezed his sleeves a little nervously.

In fact, he didn't really want to learn swordsmanship from Chen Yulong.

As a result, whenever he mentioned that he wanted to learn swordsmanship, the bone in his right hand would ache.

I always feel that one should not touch swordsmanship, and will not be able to pick up any sword blades in this life.

Secondly, it may be that there was some unhappiness with the people of Wuji Daozong before.

Xiao Jing didn't want to get in touch with the disciples of Wuji Dao Sect, even though Chen Yulong was just an outer disciple.

But the kindness is hard to come by, and Xiaojing also knows that Erhu Niang has good intentions.

Let him learn a few self-defense tactics, so that he will not be easily bullied when he goes out in the future.

So I can only bite the bullet and learn from Chen Yulong.

Chen Yulong first showed him a few moves. According to him, they were very simple moves.

Then he handed the peach branch to Xiaojing and asked him to follow along.

Maybe Xiao Jing was not born with the material to practice swords.

Obviously he learned how to cut vegetables, how to cook and make a fire, and he learned very quickly.

Erhu's family praised him for being so smart.

But once he was asked to learn sword moves, his hands and feet would not be able to control him very well. He thought that his hands had hands, and his legs had legs.

Anyway, just don't push hard in one place.

Xiao Jing clumsily opened his lunge and waved the peach branch clumsily.

It is exactly the same as the technique he learned from Yue Wuchen before.

No matter how hard he tries to learn, he just can't learn.

Er Huzi always thought that Xiao Jing was beautiful and very smart, and could learn everything quickly.

It was the first time I saw Xiao Jing so clumsy, and immediately he held his stomach and laughed, and said: "Brother Jingxuan, you look so funny! It seems that you are going to drive ducks into the river!"

Er Hu Niang was sewing clothes in the house, but in order to watch her eldest son teach Xiao Jing how to practice swords, she specially moved a bench out to sit and watch.

Seeing that my eldest son guides him far away from Xiaojing, he hides far away from Xiaojing, as if Xiaojing is a girl's family, and he dare not touch him at all.

"Dalong, Xiaojing was born weak, and he hasn't learned this before. You teach him slowly, and teach him hand in hand... Hey, you stand behind him and hold his wrist!"

Xiaojing pursed his lips after hearing this, and stared at Chen Yulong beside him from the corner of his eyes.

Seeing that Chen Yulong was far away from him, let alone clutching his wrist, he didn't even touch the corner of his clothes.

It seems to regard him as a girl's family, and pay attention to whether a man and a woman can accept or not kiss.

In fact, Xiao Jing was very grateful to Chen Yulong in his heart.

Maybe it was because Lin Jinghong threw him off before, and Luo Suxuan threw him off again.

A little shadow fell in Xiaojing's heart.

Chen Yulong in front of him should not be Yue Wuchen.

If it was Yue Wuchen, why would the majestic master of the Wuji Taoist sect come to this remote place to teach him some self-defense techniques?

How could he listen to others to guide him, how to teach Xiaojing how to practice sword?

Therefore, Xiaojing thinks that he should be thinking too much.

Chen Yulong is Chen Yulong, the more dust-free is the more dust-free, it is Chen is not dust, they are not the same person.

"I'm sorry, Brother Yulong, I'm too stupid, I can't learn."

Xiaojing put his arms down, lowered his head and said apologetically, "Brother Yulong, don't bother teaching me."

Before Yue Wuchen could open his mouth, Erhu Niang beside him said, "Hey, what are you stupid or not? Everyone is naturally good at different things!

Take Erhuzi for example, Cuicui, Fangfang, and Xiaohuaer from the same village are all younger than him. You are stupid.

Although our Er Huzi is not a candidate for the first prize, he is no worse than an adult when he goes down the river to fish and touch snails!He can also climb trees, help to build cucumber stands, and when the farming season is busy, he can also help drive cattle and plow the land, cook, and help with housework, these big dragons can't! "

Yue Wuchen smiled slightly: "I really won't."

He turned his head and looked at Xiaojing, "So, Ah Xuan, you don't have to feel sorry, you don't know what I know, but I may not know what you know."

Er Huzi also yelled: "That's right, brother Jingxuan, don't be discouraged, the master taught us before, what are you talking about, Tian Xingjian, what does a gentleman do... because of it? It's over, I forgot."

The voice gradually dropped, and Er Huzi scratched his head and said with a mournful face: "I forgot, anyway, it's just that..."

Yue Wuchen interjected: "Heaven is moving vigorously, and a gentleman strives for self-improvement; the terrain is Kun, and a gentleman carries virtue. Should it be this sentence?"

When Er Huzi heard this, he nodded quickly like a chicken pecking rice, and said loudly: "Yes, yes, that's the sentence! It's too hard to remember, what the master said before is to make up the shape, but I have eaten so many pig brains Now, why is my memory so bad?"

As he said that, Er Huzi's face was wrinkled into a bitter melon, scratching his head while sucking his saliva: "Speaking of pig's brains, I'm hungry again..."

Erhu Niang laughed and scolded him for knowing how to eat, and the atmosphere became much more cheerful for a while.

After Xiaojing laughed, he felt that he was too vigilant.

Obviously Erhu's family treated him so well, how could he be ungrateful and wonder if Brother Chen was just pretending to be Yue Wuchen?

How ungrateful.

After thinking about this point, Xiaojing seemed to have opened up some knots in his heart, and he turned his body and said, "Brother Yulong, can you hold my hand and teach me again? I will learn by heart, I will ensure!"

With Xiaojing's permission, Yue Wuchen half-hugged him from behind, put one hand on Xiaojing's waist, and told him to keep his strength.

Holding Xiaojing's wrist with one hand, he led him to practice the sword move just now.

This sword move is very simple, in fact, it is just some moves to strengthen the body, not a killer move.

Generally, it is the basic skill of the disciples in the sect.

In the past, Lin Jing was very talented, and he learned everything quickly. Since he could walk, he followed Yue Wuchen to practice Taoism.

Lin Jing majored in kendo, and it was very hard to practice kendo, and there were almost strict requirements on the strength of his arms.

Lin Jing has been holding a wooden sword heavier than himself since he was a child, dancing around.

I have to go to the bamboo forest in Houshan regularly, and use my hands as blades to chop bamboo.

Yue Wuchen didn't allow anyone to help him, regardless of whether Lin Jing could hack or not, he was allowed to try by himself.

Even if blood came out of his palm, Lin Jing could only bear it.

If you want to practice swordsmanship, you have to be able to endure hardships.

Because he practiced the way of swordsmanship, Sui Linjing was taught since he was a child that people and swords are inseparable.

You should regard the sword as a part of your body. When people die, the sword will be destroyed, and the sword will destroy people.

It is also not allowed to lend the sword of fate to others. If you are not a Taoist companion, you must not let others touch your sword of fate.

But later, when Lin Jing was seriously injured and returned to the teacher's gate, the life sword in his hand disappeared.

No matter how Yue Wuchen pressed him, Lin Jing never revealed the whereabouts of the sword of life.

Later, after Lin Jing died, Yue Wuchen also tried all kinds of methods to find Lin Jing's lost life sword, but every time he ended up without a problem.

At first, Yue Wuchen thought, even if it was just a broken sword, he wanted to keep Lin Jing's life sword.

Yue Wuchen taught Xiaojing swordsmanship very carefully, for fear of accidentally hurting Xiaojing.

In the past, Yue Wuchen had always been a strict teacher in front of Lin Jing, and whenever Lin Jing didn't do any moves properly, or didn't practice any sword moves well.

Yue Wuchen wouldn't just raise his hand to hit him, but he would punish Lin Jing by practicing the moves he didn't practice well a hundred times, and he was only allowed to eat when he finished the practice.

But Yue Wuchen at that time ignored a problem.

Then there is a fixed time for eating and sleeping in the sect, and the disciples are not allowed to eat after the time.

Therefore, every time Lin Jing was punished to practice sword moves a hundred times when he was a child, he always went back hungry.

Perhaps, after practicing the sword, he will be asked by his elder brother to check his homework.

If the answer is not good, Xiao Linjing can't even sleep well.

Once, Yue Wuchen saw with his own eyes that Xiao Linjing knelt on the futon and practiced calligraphy. Because of practicing swords in the daytime, his hand holding the pen was shaking uncomfortably.

With a flick of the pen tip, a large ball of ink marks was left on the rice paper. Lin Jing learned the thin gold style when he was a child, and the thin gold style pays attention to the quick and thin handwriting, so that each stroke looks thin without loss Strength, the lines between the lines are especially graceful and outstanding, and the pen is like a dragon.

And every time a ball of ink was left on the rice paper, Xiao Linjing would press his lips hard.

Because this also meant that Shen Qingyuan would hit him more in the future.

Yue Wuchen knew about these things, he was very clear.

In the past, he always believed that the disciples should be strictly disciplined, so he also tacitly allowed Shen Qingyuan to strictly demand Lin Jing.

Now, Yue Wuchen doesn't want to be a strict teacher in front of Xiaojing anymore.

Now he just wants to let Xiaojing live happily, as long as Xiaojing is happy.

Everything else doesn't matter.

When the sun was getting brighter, Yue Wuchen took the initiative to stop. Seeing that Xiaojing was sweating profusely from exhaustion, he subconsciously wanted to hand him a handkerchief.

As a result, Xiaojing directly raised his sleeves to wipe off his sweat, and then raised his head and said to him: "Thank you Brother Yulong for taking the trouble to teach me."

Yue Wuchen found that Xiaojing was very friendly to everyone except them.

This kind of friendliness is not only reflected in Xiaojing's polite speech, Xiaojing is very friendly to Erhu's family, and even every villager in Chenjia Village.

There is always a faint smile on his face.

Anyone who calls him, Xiao Jing will immediately agree with a smile, with a crisp "Hey".

Yue Wuchen also discovered that Xiaojing is especially attractive to children.

It's like the kind of little child who can't talk or walk, who will cry when hugged by anyone except his own mother.

But when I fell in love with Xiaojing, I couldn't stop laughing.

It can be seen that Xiaojing also likes children very much, he would stretch out a finger and lightly tap the tip of the child's nose.

It made the children laugh. The people in the village are very simple and friendly, and they will not guard Xiaojing in every possible way just because he is a foreigner.

The young village woman would hand the child into Xiao Jing's arms and say with a smile, "It seems that the child likes you very much."

Xiao Jing would carefully put the child into his arms, and make the child smile with tenderness on his face.

When Yue Wuchen saw this scene, he suddenly remembered Lin Jing back then.

If Lin Jing didn't die back then.

If the thing in Lin Jing's belly survived by chance.

That little life is now jumping, jumping, crying and fussing.

It turned out that his apprentice liked children so much.

But as a master, he didn't take into account the lump of flesh and blood in Lin Jing's belly.

And it was simply unacceptable that a male disciple was left with a devil's fetus in the belly of the devil.

Yue Wuchen really dare not imagine that Xiaojing, who likes children so much, if he finds out one day, he should have had a child in the first place.

She should also have a beautiful child of her own.

But with Lin Jing's death, it turned into a puddle of pus and blood.

Died on that cold winter night.

Then will Xiaojing still live a carefree life like now?

Yue Wuchen's breathing became rapid again.

It happened that Er Hu's father came back from outside and hugged a big watermelon, and said with a smile that it was grown in his own field.

There is little land in the family, just a palm-sized piece on the hillside, which was divided into several pieces by Erhu Dad, who planted a la carte and kept it for eating.

Farmers can't eat watermelon several times a year, and it happens that one grows in their own field.

The two tiger fathers desperately wanted to send the best things to their eldest son who hadn't seen him for a long time.

No matter what, the eldest son should eat a few more yuan.

Er Huzi happily went to the kitchen to get a knife, and quickly cut a large watermelon into several pieces.

Er Hu Niang greeted everyone to eat watermelon quickly, then took the biggest piece, handed it to the eldest son, and said with a smile: "Come on, Dalong, eat a piece of watermelon. I heard that it is very difficult in Taoist Temple, and I can't usually eat it." Refreshing, I finally went home and had a piece of watermelon sweet mouth."

Yue Wuchen has been bigu for many years, and has not eaten human food for a long time.

He doesn't like sweets very much, but he can't refuse his kindness.

I didn't eat it because I was afraid that the old couple would think too much, and it wouldn't make them sad, so I could only bite the bullet and eat a piece of watermelon.

Yue Wuchen eats the watermelon very elegantly, without making any noise, and will not stain his palms and sleeves with the juice overflowing from the watermelon.

Seeing this, Erhu Niang turned her head to look at Erhuzi again, and seeing him eating the watermelon, she almost buried her face in the watermelon rind.

Both brothers were born to her, how could there be such a big difference in food?

I couldn't help turning my head to look at Xiaojing, and saw that he was eating quietly, nibbling watermelon in small bites. He was handsome, had a good personality, and had a sweet mouth. He always called her auntie.

Shouting made her heart soften.

Erhu Niang liked Xiaojing more and more, and she was a little regretful. It would be great if Xiaojing was a daughter's family, so she could just stay and be her daughter-in-law.

Xiaojing didn't know Erhu Niang's thoughts at all, while eating watermelon, he listened to Erhu's father rambling about the broken corpses in the village.

"The body parts in the yamen have been tested, and those corpses are Chen Yougen's old mother. In addition to Gui Fen, two of the family are now lying in the yamen.

The officials didn't believe in evil spirits, they went door-to-door, and posted notices everywhere within a few miles to arrest Chen Yougen.It turned out to be nothing.

Who knows where Chen Yougen went?That bastard is drunk, what immoral things can't be done?

He only hoped that Chen Yougen would not flee back to the village and hurt other villagers again. "

After hearing this, Er Huzi asked, "Could you be hiding in that lonely mountain next to you? Has the official sent you to search the mountain?"

"I didn't search, I thought about it. The official said that he didn't believe there was something evil, but he still had some taboos in his heart. He just told the villagers not to go up the mountain recently. Also, the river is not clean, so don't go fishing in it. Let’s talk about it later.”

Father Erhu sighed a long time when he said this, his face looked serious.

"Don't be afraid of being unclean. My elder brother is a Taoist priest. He can help the officials search the mountains, right, elder brother?"

Er Huzi raised his head from the watermelon rind, and said to Yue Wuchen, "Brother must have seen a lot of evil spirits? What do evil spirits look like, are they scary?"

Yue Wuchen has indeed seen a lot of evil spirits, anyway, in his cognition, there has never been any evil spirits that can scare him.

There has never been anything that can move him.

The only time there was a great chaos, was about Lin Jing seven years ago.

But Yue Wuchen worried that Er Huzi would get into trouble in the future because of his courage, so he said sternly: "Evil spirits are not human, even if they are relatives, if they become murderous corpses after death, they will still hurt the closest relatives."

Er Huzi snorted, hid behind Xiaojing, and asked timidly, "Will that eat children?"

Yue Wuchen: "Yes."

"Chew raw?"

Yue Wuchen said: "Xie Chong is generally more afraid of fire. To Xie Chong, they are like wild beasts. They like to drink blood from their hair, and they probably don't cook their prey before eating."

Erhuzi asked: "Then if I meet Xie Chong, I'll hit him with a torch, will it work?"

"It may not work, but if there is no other way, you can try it, right..."

Yue Wuchen took out a bronze mirror, handed it over, and said seriously: "This is a magic weapon of the Taoist sect, if you encounter something dirty, just take this bronze mirror and shine it on it."

Erhu Niang hurriedly put it away happily, and praised her eldest son for being promising. He has learned Taoism for more than ten years without learning it in vain, and now he can protect his family.

After eating watermelon, taking advantage of the good weather, the more dusty the house, the roof of Erhu's house leaked because no one has repaired it all year round.

The Erhu Niang is a woman, she is not good at climbing up and down, she is afraid of danger.Er Hu's father is also getting old, and he worked with his face to the loess and his back to the sky. For most of his life, he suffered a lot of injuries, so it was difficult for him to climb on the roof to repair the house.

Now that Yue Wuchen has borrowed Chen Yulong's identity, he thought that he should indeed do something for the Chen family within his capacity.

So he asked Erhu Niang where she could find thatch.

Erhu Niang said that there are many in the back of the house, which are piled up to make a fire and cook when it snows.

Since they wanted to use thatch to repair the roof, they simply took Er Huzi and Er Hu's father to turn out the thatch and let it dry in the sun.

Then Yue Wuchen climbed up the ladder, onto the roof, and started repairing.

Er Hu's father also borrowed a hammer from a neighbor's house, and pretended to climb the ladder to send it up.

Xiaojing hurriedly volunteered, saying that he would also help repair the roof.

So he took the hammer and climbed up the ladder.

Yue Wuchen was afraid that Xiaojing would fall, so he gave him a hand, pulled him to him, and whispered: "Don't stay too far away from me, be careful, don't fall."

Xiaojing nodded, and followed obediently, helping to spread the thatch flat, and then pressed clusters under the tiles.

After I was almost busy, the sky also darkened. When Xiaojing looked up, the sunset glow in the west was so red as to burn.

Sparse sunlight fell on Chen Yulong's delicate face, and there was a bright red vertical mark on his forehead, which was so red that it was almost bleeding.

"Ah Xuan, thank you for your hard work." Yue Wuchen raised his head and whispered, "Are you tired?"

Xiao Jing shook his head, staring at the sun that was gradually sinking in the sky.

Under the melting gold of the setting sun, the mountains in the distance were gradually swallowed up.

Xiaojing felt that he had seen such a sunset before.

It seemed to be a cold snowy night, very cold and very cold.

He was so cold that he lost all consciousness, so he lay quietly in the snow, watching the setting sun melt gold in the west.

The moment the light disappeared, his eyes closed.

Xiaojing didn't remember exactly which year this was.

Why would I lie alone in the snow.

But it is easy for him to see a certain scene, and some weird pictures pop up in his mind.

Then the mood will be inexplicably low.

Xiaojing didn't know why he was sad.

But he was really, really sad.

He didn't know what the missing part of memory was.

But he knew that those must be very painful, very painful memories.

The pain was so painful that occasionally some fragments flashed in his mind, and he was so sad that he burst into tears.

Just like now.

Xiao Jing lowered his head, afraid that Chen Yulong would see him crying.

Quietly wipe away the tears.

Xiaojing comforted himself silently in his heart, the past will be over.

People always have to look forward.

His heart is very small, if it is filled with hatred, then he will not be happy in this life.

"Ah Xuan, what's wrong with you? Is there something uncomfortable?"

Yue Wuchen asked softly from the side.

Because Xiaojing kept his head down and raised his hands to cover his face, he couldn't see Xiaojing's expression clearly.

But he was keenly aware that Xiaojing seemed unhappy.

In fact, the one who is more dust-free cultivates the path of ruthlessness, and never feels sad or happy because of anything.

Basically a person with no emotions.

Even the tragic death of his lover, Lin Jing, caused him to have some emotional fluctuations for the first time.

But it only lasted for a short time, and the mood swings disappeared silently.

After a year, another year, Yue Wuchen thought that he could let Lin Jing go slowly.

But as time went by, not only did the sadness not disappear, but it became stronger every year.

Yue Wuchen persuaded himself countless times that he should let Xiaojing go.

Let Xiaojing return to the life of ordinary people and be free in the world.

But he was worried about him all the time.

Hearing a rush of footsteps suddenly, Er Hu's father ran back from the outside and hurriedly said: "Dalong! Come down quickly and find Chen Yougen! But he seems to be possessed|evil, hurting people everywhere, you should go and see look!"

The author has something to say:

Now, Master: I can't accept the flesh and blood in my apprentice's belly.

Later... the master who learned the truth had his liver and gallbladder split, his heart and lungs were in pain, and he died of hatred.