The whole division is begging for my forgiveness

Holding the sword in both hands, Xiao Jing pressed it against Yue Wuchen's neck, and said coldly, "You lied to me."

Yue Wuchen didn't say anything, just walked a few steps forward in silence.

"Let me down, or I'll kill you!"

The blade in Xiaojing's hand slammed fiercely against Yue Wuchen's neck.

But then the tiger's mouth went numb, and the sword protector naturally refused to hurt Yue Wuchen.

It flew backwards with a buzzing sound, and stuck straight into a tree trunk not far away.

Yue Wuchen didn't say anything, raised his hand slightly, and the life sword flew back to the scabbard with a swish.

He also put Xiao Jing down.

The two stood facing each other, and the mountain wind blew their clothes rattling.

Xiao Jing looked up at him expressionlessly, and said coldly: "I never thought that the suzerain of the Wuji Dao Sect would speak so contradictoryly. It really opened my eyes!"

Yue Wuchen said: "This seat... just wants to protect you."

"As I said, I don't need the protection of any of you. Without you, I will starve to death, freeze to death, be torn to pieces by evil spirits, and die from being pierced by thousands of arrows. There will be no bones left. That's all myself. The choice has nothing to do with you!"

Xiao Jing clenched his fists tightly, the grievances he suffered in front of the Lin family brothers and in front of Shen Qingyuan swept back again.

He doesn't like the feeling of being watched everywhere!

It was as if he was an object, and his every move was watched secretly.

What's the difference between a canary locked in a cage without a little bit of freedom?

Oh no.

There is still a difference.

Because a canary in a cage cannot fly very far.

But Xiaojing seemed to be strangled by the neck.

No matter where he goes, Yue Wuchen will follow him there.

His every move is under Yue Wuchen's nose!

It's fun, right?

Play him for a fool!

It's interesting to see him clumsily collect firewood and make a fire clumsily in order to make a fire, making himself ashamed, isn't it?

Xiaojing originally thought that his temper was pretty good, but he didn't know how to lose his temper with others.

But at this moment, a ball of fire gathered in his chest, rustling upwards.

He tore off the lightning strike wood around his neck, and threw it at Yue Wuchen without even thinking about it.

Yue Wuchen didn't dodge, the piece of lightning strike wood hit his chest with a bang.

Then it rolled to the ground.

Lots of dead leaves and dust.

Yue Wuchen looked down at the lightning strike wooden token on the ground, which was Lin Jing's most precious amulet.

It is the amulet that Lin Jing has been wearing since he was a child.

Only once, Lin Jing didn't wear it.

But just because he didn't wear it that time, something happened to Lin Jing outside.

But now, Xiao Jing ruthlessly threw Lin Jing's most precious thing to the ground.

Yue Wuchen felt that he should be angry.

Because Xiaojing didn't cherish Lin Jing's things, he even threw Lin Jing's treasure hard.

But at the same time, he felt that he had no right to blame Xiaojing.

Since Yue Wuchen chose to transfer Lin Jing's Lightning Strike Wood Token to Xiao Jing.

Then this token belongs to Xiaojing.

Xiaojing will fall if he wants to, and smash if he wants to, but according to his will.

"Why do you want to pretend to be Brother Chen? Uncle, Madam and Er Huzi, do you know how much they look forward to Brother Chen's return?"

"They treated you so well, but you lied to them!"

"If they know that you are a fake Chen Yulong, how sad will they be?"

Xiaojing's first reaction was to consider the feelings of Erhu's family.

Instead, put your feelings on the back burner.

Yue Wuchen knew that his actions were inappropriate, as he did not intend to do so at the time.

It was a mistake, and was misidentified by the people of Chenjia Village.

Thinking about gaining the trust of the villagers in Chenjia Village, he managed to deal with Xie Chong more quickly, and also in order not to make Erhu's family, who were holding him and crying bitterly, feel sad.

Yue Wuchen can only acquiesce that he is "Chen Yulong".

Little did they know that in Xiaojing's eyes, this was deception, naked deception!

Not only deceived him, but also deceived everyone in Chenjia Village!

"I have seen through you today. You, like Shen Qingyuan and the others, will only regard me as Lin Jing's substitute!"

Xiaojing's mind is full of the tragic situation of Lin Jing before, and he still doesn't think that he is Lin Jing.

And he always believed that these people regarded him as Lin Jing's substitute.

It turned out that Yue Wuchen was no different from those people before.

He actually gave Lin Jing's Lightning Strike Wood Token to him.

What does it mean?

Isn't it just to use him as Lin Jing's substitute?

Xiaojing clenched his fists and said word by word: "I will never trust you again, never trust you again!"

Then, he walked forward slowly, bent down to pick up the lightning strike wooden token, and stuffed it into Yue Wuchen's hand.

Yue Wuchen looked down at him, and then heard Xiaojing say: "This is Lin Jing's stuff, besides himself, what right does anyone else have to give Lin Jing's stuff to others?"

"Sect Master Yue, you gave me Lin Jing's Lightning Strike Wood Token, which not only hurt me, but also Lin Jing."

After finishing speaking, Xiaojing stopped talking to Yue Wuchen.

Staggering step by step, he slowly moved down the mountain by himself.

Throwing the token was something he did out of resentment towards Yue Wuchen.

Picking up the token is nothing more than Xiaojing's pity and respect for the deceased Lin Jing.

It has nothing to do with Yue Wuchen.

Yue Wuchen stood there for a long time, staring at the lightning strike wooden token in his hand.

I thought, yes, Xiaojing is right.

This lightning strike wooden token belonged to the original Lin Jing, not the current Xiao Jing.

It was because he was so obsessed with the past that he couldn't help instilling his feelings for Lin Jing into Xiao Jing.

Since it belongs to Lin Jing, who has the right to transfer Lin Jing's things to others except Lin Jing himself?

If the original Lin Jing knew that what he treasured so preciously was worthless in Xiao Jing's eyes, he would have been very sad.

Yue Wuchen silently followed behind Xiaojing, watching Xiaojing staggering down the mountain step by step.

How could the wound withstand such tossing, it must have burst and bled again.

But Xiaojing didn't seem to know the pain at all, didn't say a word, and didn't seek Yue Wuchen's help.

No matter how slowly he walked, every step left a bloody footprint, and Xiao Jing kept clenching his teeth.

Just like what Xiaojing said, he doesn't need help from others, even if he dies, he won't open his mouth to beg Yue Wuchen.

Yue Wuchen wanted to rush forward many times, just picked him up and left.

Kesiji Xiaojing has a very stubborn temper.If this is the case, not only will Xiao Jing not be able to calm down, but the relationship between the two will become more and more irretrievable.

When approaching the foot of the mountain, I saw a figure waiting there in the distance.

As soon as Er Huzi saw that the two had returned, he quickly jumped up from the tree stump, rushed towards Xiao Jing, and said loudly, "Brother Jingxuan, why are you so slow with my elder brother? The rest of the people have already gone down the mountain. We’re all eating steaming meals at the head of the village right now, but you guys haven’t come down yet! Auntie urged me to come pick you up!”

"what?"

Er Huzi suddenly sensed that something was wrong with Xiao Jing, and hurriedly squatted down and touched Xiao Jing's ankle, but his hand was covered with blood, and immediately opened his eyes wide in shock, "Brother Jingxuan! You are injured!"

Xiaojing shook his head and said, "I'm fine, it doesn't hurt."

"How could it not hurt, it's all bleeding!"

Erhuzi's voice was blah, and he tilted his head and shouted at Yue Wuchen, "Brother! I have told you many times to protect brother Jingxuan, why did you let him get hurt?"

Yue Wuchen pursed his lips slightly, but didn't say much.

Xiaojing didn't take the initiative to reveal the identity of Time Traveling Wuchen, he just waited for him to confess to Erhu's family.

"Brother! Come on, give me a hand, help brother Jingxuan, hurry up!"

Seeing that Yue Wuchen didn't move, Er Huzi seemed to sense that the atmosphere between the two of them was not right. He asked, "What's the matter? Are you arguing?"

Xiaojing shook his head: "No."

Yue Wuchen also said, "There is no quarrel."

"Then why don't you bother with each other? A Niang said that it's inevitable for friends to quarrel. Just hold hands and you can make up."

Er Huzi walked over slowly, took Yue Wuchen's hand, and then walked over to hold Xiaojing's hand, making a gesture to put their hands together.

As a result, Xiaojing refused to touch Yue Wuchen's hand, and directly gathered his five fingers together.

Seeing this, Yue Wuchen silently pulled his hand back.

Both of them turned their faces in different directions, neither looked at the other, nor paid attention to the other.

When Er Huzi saw the two of them like this, he became more and more convinced that the two were arguing, and he became anxious at that time: "You can't quarrel! I like elder brother, but I also like brother Jingxuan. You two can't quarrel. Hurry up and make up." Well, Father and Mother are still waiting for us to go back to have dinner together!"

After Xiaojing heard this, he couldn't bear it.

He knew how much Er Huzi was looking forward to his elder brother's return, and he also knew how much his uncle and aunt were looking forward to his eldest son's return.

After looking forward to it for more than ten years, I finally hoped to come back, and got along with each other for a few days, and suddenly told them that everything was fake.

Uncle and aunt are getting old, how can they bear it for a while?

There is also Er Huzi, who will definitely cry on the spot.

Xiao Jing didn't want to make Er Huzi sad, so he could only comfort himself secretly, even if he was pretending, at least in front of Er Huzi, he would show that he had a good relationship with Yue Wuchen.

Immediately, the curled up fingers slowly stretched out.

Seeing this, Erhuzi grabbed Xiaojing's hand and placed it on the back of Yue Wuchen's.He shouted happily: "Good! Holding hands means reconciliation! Big brother and brother Jingxuan are reconciled, that's great!"

Yue Wuchen was slightly taken aback, and looked at Xiaojing in disbelief.

Seeing that Xiaojing deliberately didn't look at him, but shifted his gaze elsewhere, he couldn't help but sigh secretly.

When the three of them returned to Erhu's house, Erhu's mother had already prepared a table of meals, including delicious white noodle steamed buns, warm rice porridge, homemade pickles, and salted duck eggs.

The second tiger father is holding a basin, grabbing corn dregs and feeding them to the chickens.

Seeing that the three of them had returned, Erhu Niang immediately beamed with joy, wiped the water on her apron, and called everyone to come over for breakfast.

Now that Xiaojing already knew about it, Yue Wuchen felt that he had no intention of continuing to hide it.

Yue Wuchen walked up to Erhu Niang, and just about to say something, Er Huniang hurriedly said: "Come on, Dalong, you've been tired all night, it's hard work, sit down and have breakfast quickly, just stare blankly." What are you doing? Come on, sit down!"

"Actually, I'm not..."

"Dalong! Sit down and have breakfast!"

The Erhu Niang interrupted Yue Wuchen directly, pulled him to sit down, and brought him a salted duck egg, and said with a smile, "Eat quickly, eat quickly, these are salted duck eggs, they are not meaty, they are all salted." It’s been more than a year, but it’s delicious, and it’s delicious when served with rice porridge and pickles!”

Yue Wuchen has been bigu for many years, so he could not eat.

Right now he had no appetite, he spoke again, trying to reveal his identity.

Unexpectedly, Erhu Niang interrupted him again, urging: "Dalong, the rice porridge that Auntie cooked specially early in the morning, it boiled until it was so fragrant, you should try it!"

"actually, I……"

"Dalong, stop talking and eat quickly. The officials said that after you finish eating, you have to go to the yamen with them. Hurry up and eat? Dalong, hurry up and eat, this is all mother Hand made..."

While talking, Erhu Niang made a crying sound.

In this way, the more dust-free it is, the harder it is to say anything.

Perhaps, as a mother, Erhu Niang has already seen that he is not the real Chen Yulong.

Yue Wuchen silently lowered his head and drank the rice porridge. He only felt that this bowl of rice porridge was very fragrant and sticky, but the tip of his tongue could not help but feel bitter.

After all, he was the one who deceived the honest and kind Chen family.

When he returns to Wuji Taoist Sect in the future, he must find Chen Yulong, and then allow Chen Yulong to go home to visit his relatives.

Xiaojing couldn't help but want to say something several times, but he still didn't say a word after all.

He lowered his head and silently drank the rice porridge in the bowl.

While we were having dinner here, the officials rushed over.

Seeing Yue Wuchen, he cupped his hands first to express his thanks, presumably he had already learned about what happened last night from the villagers.

To be on the safe side, the officials decided to invite Yue Wuchen back to the yamen, and when asked by the county magistrate, it was all up to the Taoist priests.

As for Xiao Jing - as the boy who attracted a ghost last night, he also saw Gui Fen's miserable experience before his death, so he can be regarded as a relatively reliable witness.

Then he took Xiaojing back to the yamen by the way.

Xiao Jing has no objections, he is actually very happy to help poor Gui Fen with something.

It would be great if Gui Fen's body could be brought back for cremation directly when going to the Yamen this time.

It was Er Huzi who had an opinion, and he also clamored to go to the Yamen with him.

Erhu's father grabbed his arm, raised his hand and knocked him on the head, cursing: "You little boy, why don't you follow me to make trouble? If you delay your big brother's business, see how I deal with you!"

"Oh, I want to go too. I've never been to the county seat. I heard from Cui Cui that there are a lot of food, drink, and fun in the county seat. Like lion dances, hoops, spraying Fire, and broken boulders on the chest... I have never seen any of these."

Er Huzi's voice gradually lowered, probably for a half-grown child.

Even though he knew that the adults were going out to do business and had no time to play with him, as long as he could take a look, he would be satisfied.

Xiao Jing couldn't bear to reject Er Huzi, but this trip wasn't for fun, so he could only pat Er Huzi's head apologetically.

Yue Wuchen said: "Er Hu, you are obedient. Eldest brother is going to the yamen to do business. After elder brother finishes his work, I will take you to play in the county town for a day, okay?"

This is the compensation he can make for Er Huzi.

Try to satisfy Er Huzi's wish.

When Er Huzi heard this, he immediately circled around happily, raised his hand and shouted: "Okay! Big brother is so kind, thank you big brother!"

Chenjia Village is relatively poor and remote, far away from the county seat.

The officials came on horseback, so naturally they couldn't use their legs to walk back.

Yue Wuchen was not good at flying with a sword in the mortal world, so they had to ride horses together.

But here comes the problem, there are not enough horses, just right, there are two people who want to ride a horse together, and the rest of the officials have all rode away.

The last official got on his horse and said casually, "You two live together, so it doesn't matter if you ride a horse? Hurry up, we have to go back to the yamen before noon."

After finishing speaking, before the two of them could speak, they swung their whips and walked away.

Xiao Jing was a little depressed, he didn't want to ride with Yue Wuchen, but there was only one horse right now.

Besides, he doesn't know how to ride a horse, so he can't go back on his word and say he won't go to the yamen, can he?

Yue Wuchen heaved a long sigh, and said, "Be patient for now."

After getting on the horse, he stretched out his hand to Xiaojing.

Let him bear it for the time being, he has to bear it for the time being, the important thing is to take poor Gui Fen back and bury her properly first.

Xiaojing is not the kind of person who only cares about his hypocrisy and ignores others.

But he didn't reach out to Yue Wuchen, but grabbed the saddle with both hands, stepped on the stirrups, and climbed onto the horse's back.

After sitting firmly, Xiaojing was afraid that he might fall off, so he grabbed the saddle with both hands, took a deep breath, and said, "I'm ready."

Yue Wuchen responded in a low voice, then raised the whip, and lashed the horse's buttocks gently.

The horse was in pain, raised its front hooves and roared, then chased in the direction where the officials left.

Rao Xiaojing had already grabbed hold of the saddle, but his body was still bumping up and down on the horse's back. Every time he was bumped up, there was always an illusion that he was about to be thrown off the horse's back.

But he didn't say anything, just gripped the saddle harder and harder.

In fact, Yue Wuchen didn't do this on purpose. The place was originally very remote, and the official road was not smooth, with potholes everywhere.

Coupled with the need to catch up with the officials in front, it is natural not to ride too slowly.

When the road encountered a dead tree blocking the way, the horse flew up suddenly, and when it landed again, Xiaojing lost his balance and flew up.

Yue Wuchen was quick-witted, grabbed Xiaojing's waist, and dragged him back onto the horse. A deep voice came from behind.

"Be careful, don't fall."

Xiaojing was not used to being hugged by Yue Wuchen, but he also knew that if Yue Wuchen hadn't just grabbed him.

At this moment, he had already fallen off the horse, and the slightest thing was that his body was covered with bruises.

"Thank you."

After Xiaojing finished saying thank you quickly, he grabbed the saddle again with both hands, "Please let go of your hands, I will hold on to the saddle tightly."

Yue Wuchen let go of his hand, and in order to prevent Xiaojing from falling off the horse, the riding speed also slowly slowed down.

After a while, the figures of the officials almost disappeared.

Xiaojing knew that he was a trouble now, and he had caused Yue Wuchen a lot of trouble.

If you get separated from the officials, and you don't have a badge to enter the county gate, you have to be checked by the soldiers guarding the gate routinely, which is too much delay.

But what does it matter if you wrap your clothes around your waist?

Xiao Jing said: "Please hold my waist, drive the horse faster, and catch up with those officials. If it is hot today, I am afraid that Gui Fen's body will not be preserved for long. I want to take her back and cremate her quickly."

In this way, Yue Wuchen tentatively embraced Xiaojing's waist with his elbow, and quickened his pace.

Finally, they entered the county gate before noon, and those officials were waiting at the gate of the county. When they saw the two men chasing them, the leader of the officials said, "Please, both of you, see the county magistrate later, and report the murder case of Chen Yougen's family. Let me tell you, although our county magistrate doesn't believe in bull ghosts and evil spirits, he still respects Taoism."

Yue Wuchen nodded, and after entering the county gate, he slowed down his riding speed.

There was no need for Xiaojing to remind him, and he consciously retracted his arm.

After entering the yamen, I really saw the magistrate, and I knocked on the hall, and the officials below knocked with big sticks, babbling, "Mighty..."

The magistrate of the county first inspected the two people condescendingly, and suddenly scolded: "Bold! Who is in the hall, why didn't you kneel when you saw this official?"

Yue Wuchen is a cultivator who doesn't know the rules of the world.

There is nothing else that can be worshiped by him here except the heaven and earth, the gods of the heavens, and the spiritual seats of the successive suzerains of the Wuji Taoist sect.

Naturally refused to kneel.

On the contrary, many officials need to bow down when they meet Taoist priests who cast spells and do good in the world.

As for Xiaojing, he didn't understand the rules of the world even more. He felt that he had done nothing wrong, so he came here as a personal witness.Why kneel?

In his impression, only those who have done wrong, or when visiting their parents and teachers, need to kneel down.

He may not know much about other aspects, but he still knows that the man has gold under his knees.

He didn't kneel down either.

Seeing this, the officer at the side stepped forward and cupped his hands and said, "My lord, this is the Daoist priest who helped us investigate the murder case this time. killing people everywhere."

Unexpectedly, the magistrate of the county slapped the gavel and scolded: "Bold! I don't think he is a Taoist priest, but a fake quack warlock! Come on, tie the two of them up for me, and take them back to the prison and lock them up!" "

"Yes!"

With an order, more than a dozen officials rushed forward, holding their swords at Yue Wuchen and Xiaojing.

Yue Wuchen frowned, and returned all the soul-eating needles he took out from Chen Yougen before.

If the location is correct, those soul-eating needles are in this yamen at this moment.

Taoist disciples are not good at haggling with ordinary people, let alone attack ordinary people at will.

He simply followed his plan, protected Xiaojing behind his back, and went with the officials.

As soon as the lock of the prison was locked, the official who brought them here before leaned closer and whispered: "Master Dao, I'm really sorry, the county magistrate was not like this before, and I don't know what happened suddenly. I have wronged you and suffer here for the time being." Now, when I go to the lord to explain the ins and outs of the matter, I will definitely return both of you innocent!"

Yue Wuchen didn't think much of it, and he didn't plan to stay here for too long anyway, so he nodded casually and said, "Go."

When he turned around again, he saw that Xiaojing was very easygoing. He had already spread the hay on the ground and sat on it.

So unhurried, so composed.

If it was Lin Jinghong, he would probably have fought with that group of officials in the lobby today.

Yue Wuchen doesn't really like Lin Jinghong's frizzy personality, who is quick-tempered whenever something happens, and when he is a little wronged, he immediately publicizes his personality that everyone in the cultivation world knows.

On the contrary, I like Lin Jing's calmness and calmness, no matter what happens, he is calm and sure of winning.

Even though Xiao Jing has lost his memory and cultivation base now, he still has the shadow of Lin Jing on his body.

"Before, I heard from my uncle that Chen Yougen used to work in the Yamen and was an executioner. Because he was drunk and made a mistake, he accidentally chopped the knife on the neck of the death row prisoner during execution. He didn't die, he struggled for a long time before swallowing his last breath in pain.

Since then, Chen Yougen was driven home by the Yamen, became a butcher, and married Gui Fen.

I remember that when my uncle mentioned this matter, he also specifically mentioned that the condemned prisoner had been crying for injustice in the prison during his lifetime, and his death was so miserable.

The official said that the county magistrate was not like this before, and he used to respect Taoist priests very much.

So, I guess, these few things are all related.Maybe Chen Yougen deliberately hurt the condemned prisoner to death. "

Xiaojing said abruptly.

He didn't think so much at first, but when he saw the scene of Lin Jing before his death not long ago, he suddenly understood it.

It turns out that to die alone is not just to end the other person's life happily with a single knife.

It may also be to let the other party struggle hard before dying, and the pain is so painful that he has been swallowing his last breath in pain.

A Taoist master would be tortured like this by someone with a heart, let alone an ordinary person.

Xiaojing's idea coincides with that of Yue Wuchen.

It was precisely because of this that Yue Wuchen was imprisoned here.

Just waiting to escape from prison at night, sneak into the county magistrate's house, and find out.

Suddenly, Yue Wuchen smelled a ghostly aura.

Impartiality just appeared behind Xiaojing!

"Ah Xuan, be careful!"

Yue Wuchen suddenly raised his hand to grab Xiaojing's shoulder, shielded him behind him, and quickly drew a spell in the air.

With a bang, it hit the empty corner.

Then he heard a scream from the corner, and a cloud of black mist slowly emerged.

Xiaojing's heart was beating wildly, because he was not from the Taoist sect, and he did not wear any magic weapon on his body.

So it is easy to be unable to detect the appearance of evil spirits around him.

But it may be because of staying with Luo Suxuan before, Xiaojing can see evil spirits.

At this moment, Xiaojing saw the black mist in the corner constantly churning and spitting, making babbling and crying sounds.

Finally, a pale man with disheveled hair emerged.

He was wearing a prison uniform, he was in a mess, and there was a bloodstain on his neck.

As soon as he saw Yue Wuchen, he bowed his head and begged: "Prince Taoist, please forgive me. I have no malicious intentions. Please forgive me, Priest Taoist!"

Yue Wuchen sees that this ghost is only composed of broken strands of souls, and it is nothing at all.

Then he raised his hand to take back the cast spell, and said in a deep voice, "Who are you? Why did you show up? Why don't you go to the underworld to reincarnate quickly?"

"Responding to the words of the Taoist priest, the villain's name is Qianshang, who originally came from the capital to sell cloth, but the county magistrate here saw the beauty of the villain's wife, hinted at the villain in every possible way, and sent his wife to his house.

But the villain and his wife were childhood sweethearts, they were married when they were young, and their relationship has always been very good, so they refused to agree to the county magistrate.

Who would have thought that the county magistrate would become furious, not only confiscating the villain's goods on unwarranted charges, but also forcibly kidnapping the villain's wife back to the mansion.

Madam, she had a strong temper and couldn't bear to be humiliated, so she slammed her head against the pillar to death.The county magistrate slandered the villain for killing his wife and sentenced the villain to beheaded!

The villain cried out for grievances in the prison, but he couldn't respond every day, and the ground didn't work.The county magistrate must retaliate, because the villain cursed|cursed him to die in prison, so he colluded with the executioner Chen Yougen, and cut the knife on the villain's neck during execution, which hurt me to death! "

"I also ask the Taoist priest to show mercy and seek justice for the villain!"

With that said, the money merchant bowed to the end.

It turns out that the truth of the matter is this, because the county magistrate's fascination for a while has killed so many people!

If Xiaojing hadn't come here, Yue Wuchen would have come here with him.

Then these murder cases could not be investigated clearly, and gradually became unsolved cases.

Even after three or five years, no one will reverse the case again.

Acting so dangerously, the world is so turbulent, people's hearts are not ancient.

Yue Wuchen couldn't help looking at Xiaojing again, how could he let Xiaojing wander alone in the world without worry.

How could she have the heart to let Xiaojing experience life, old age, sickness and death alone in the world.

But Xiaojing refused to go with him, even to the death.

This made Yue Wuchen feel a headache.