The whole division is begging for my forgiveness

Lin Jinghong cursed loudly, rustled a few times, and the servants who had just chased out quickly fell to the ground.

The leader said: "My lord, let that boy run away!"

"Ran?"

The veins on Lin Jinghong's forehead twitched: "Then chase after it! Can you still wait for that ugly thing to rush over and stab you on your sword?"

"Hey... what about the corpses?"

"Catch them up and bring them back to the Lin family. Do you want me to teach you this little thing?" Lin Jinghong's face turned blue, "If you don't catch them back, wait for the corpses to go crazy and go down the mountain to kill people?"

The servants looked at each other, and finally asked again: "If we leave, the safety of the young master..."

Lin Jinghong wanted to curse again, he frowned and said, "If you dare to say another word, believe it or not, I'll screw your heads off?"

When Xiaojing woke up again, the sky was already bright.

He stumbled and rolled down the slope last night. Fortunately, there was grass covering the ground below, so no one noticed. However, his ankle was scratched by the iron hook, and now there are many abrasions on his body.

Xiaojing sat up from the grass, touched his arms and legs, and found that his limbs were not broken, so he propped himself on the ground and stood up slowly.

It was a dense jungle, but Luo Suxuan was nowhere to be seen.

Xiao Jing didn't dare to call out, fearing that the monk Bo hadn't left last night, he thought, Luo Suxuan should be able to escape from those people, seeing that his cultivation base is quite high.

But what if Luo Suxuan didn't run away and was arrested by those people?

Although it is said that the two met by chance, Luo Suxuan saved his life anyway, and also had a kindness towards him, Xiao Jing didn't want him to have an accident.

But he also clearly understands that he is a weak chicken now, and those monks beat him like playing games.

Xiao Jing sighed deeply, thinking in his heart, he should go home first and save his poor old mother.

After he has learned his skills and bought a good weapon, he will save Luo Suxuan.

After making up his mind, Xiao Jing walked down the steep mountain road.

But when the woodcutters he met along the way saw him from a distance, he ran away as if he had seen a ghost in Qing_Tian_Bai_Rihuo.

Xiaojing had a leg injury, so he couldn't catch up at all, but he didn't understand what the problem was.

Until he came across a small stream, Xiao Jing, who was thirsty, rushed over eagerly, took a handful and was ready to drink.

Unexpectedly, he caught a glimpse of the ghost figure swaying on the water, and Xiaojing fell back in fright, and hurriedly looked back, but there was no one there.

It was very quiet around, and no one else was there.

It took Xiaojing a while to realize that the figure on the water was none other than himself.

Xiao Jingshen took a deep breath, leaned forward to take a picture on the water, and his face was full of horror.

How should I put it, his face is a bit indescribable, as if two catties of rouge and water powder have been smeared on it, as long as there is a slight expression, the powder on his face will fall down like a wall.

What a pale face, painted as if it was going to be on stage to sing a big show, but still wearing a bright wedding dress, because it rolled down the slope before, and it was disgraced and quite embarrassing.

No wonder the woodcutter hid when he saw him. Those who didn't know thought it was an old mountain village demon.

"So ugly."

Xiao Jing looked at the face reflected on the water, frowned tightly, and repeated: "I'm really ugly."

No wonder those monks insulted him earlier, no wonder Luo Suxuan looked at him with disgust, no wonder Lin Jinghong called him ugly when he saw him...

Really ugly.

Xiao Jing also felt that she was ugly.

It's so ugly that at a glance, you can't wait to dig your own feet.

But he didn't want to die of melancholy because of this little thing, rolled up his sleeves, and washed off the powder on his face with the cool stream water.

A young man's face was revealed, with red lips and white teeth, bright and charming, and his face was like a girl's. Water drops rolled down the long black eyelashes and slid down to his lips.

The lips were unusually red, and at first Xiao Jing thought it was because the lip balm on her lips hadn't been washed off.

After washing it several times carefully, he realized that this bright red was the original color of his lips.

If it's a woman, with such a bright and beautiful appearance, she can be regarded as charming.

However, Xiaojing is a man with such a good-looking appearance.

To put it mildly, he looks like a pretty woman, bright and charming, but to put it bluntly, he is gaudy, gaudy and vulgar.

It's too pretty.

Xiaojing looked at his current appearance, and was stunned for a long time.

Everything always feels so unreal.

It wasn't until the wound on his leg yelled at him that he was brought back to his senses.

"I don't know how Luo Suxuan is doing now," Xiao Jing thought about Luo Suxuan in his heart, and sat by the stream to wash his wound, the blood stained a small piece of stream red, "God bless, I hope he will be all right."

After tearing off the cloth strips and bandaging the wound, Xiaojing was ready to continue on his way.

This red dress is too dazzling, he doesn't like red, he thinks it is the color of blood, as long as he looks at it for a long time, his whole body will tremble uncontrollably.

Fortunately, Xiaojing was lucky. He met a farmer at the foot of the mountain. He used a gold hairpin to change into coarse clothes and had a steaming meal.

The moment he took off the Xipao, Xiaojing felt a lot more relaxed.

In order to live a good life with A Niang in the future, Xiao Jing put all other jewelry in a small cloth bag and hid it close to her body.

After that, he bid farewell to the farmers and went down the mountain to return to Chang's house.

But on the way back to Chang's house, Xiao Jing heard a lot of comments from passers-by, all criticizing the marriage of Chang Wang and his family, Chang's civet cat replaced the prince, and found a man to celebrate the marriage.

He didn't even enter the gate of Wang's house, but was blasted out.The Chang family also felt ashamed because of this incident, and kept silent about the fool they married.

This matter suddenly became the laughing stock of the whole Nanyang, and everyone talked about it after tea and dinner.

Xiaojing hid in Tibet along the way, afraid of being recognized by others, and finally found Chang's house.

Not daring to let people know that he came back secretly, just as someone came into the mansion to deliver some seasonal fruits and vegetables, Xiao Jing lowered his head and took advantage of the opportunity to sneak in.

Because the memory seemed to be in the womb, I was bitten by a dog.

Xiaojing can't remember things very well, but he vaguely remembers that he also has a poor old mother who has been bullied in Chang's house.

And when he came back this time, he wanted to take A Niang out of Chang's house.

But damn it, he couldn't remember where he used to live.

But Xiaojing is not a fool, he knows that he has to go to a remote courtyard, anyway, just go wherever it is.

This Chang's house is very big, with pavilions, towers and pavilions, rockery and flowing water. Xiaojing is like a headless chicken. After searching for a long time, he couldn't find a place that he felt familiar with.

Even the impression of A Niang in my mind is very vague.I just remember that A Niang's face is extremely beautiful. Although she is getting older, her charm still exists.

He couldn't remember any more.

When passing by a courtyard, I suddenly heard the sound of humming and humming coming from the house, accompanied by the pitiful cry of a woman, and the laughter and yelling of several strange men.

Xiaojing was taken aback for a moment, then walked into the courtyard in a strange manner, the closer he got, the clearer the voice became.

"I can't tell that this woman is quite skilled, she can yell even more than the prostitutes in the Goulan courtyard!"

"That's right, how can I make the head of the family look at me? If the wife is not jealous and does not allow concubines in the house, otherwise she may be the second wife of the Chang family now!"

"Shh, keep your voice down so no one can hear you!"

"If you hear it, you can hear it. These years, we have played with this bitch a lot. It's a pity that the fool is not here, or the mother and child will lie together, hehe."

Xiao Jing looked in through the half-closed window, and the first thing that caught his eyes was a pair of forearms of a woman.

Tied together with hemp rope, bruised and purple, pressed over the top of the head, torn clothes were scattered everywhere on the ground, and several strong disciples surrounded a woman on the ground to bully her.

Xiaojing couldn't see the woman's face on the ground clearly, but he heard the woman's choked cry: "Masters, please do me a favor, please, don't bother my son anymore if you vent your anger on me. He is a You're stupid, and you don't look good... Now that you're married to the Wang family, you can't tarnish your reputation!"

As soon as these words came out, those disciples who were bullying her all burst into laughter, uttering all kinds of obscene words.

Another student mocked viciously: "You still expect to rely on your stupid son to fly up a branch and become a phoenix? Your stupid boy was kicked out without even entering the gate of Wang's house!"

"I heard that on the way back, I met Luo Suxuan, a well-known evil cultivator in the cultivation world! Now I may be dead!"

"After the owner found out, what else did he say? It's a shameful thing, and he didn't care what he did. He didn't even send anyone out to look for it!"

"Hahaha!"

After hearing this, the woman immediately uttered a miserable scream, her voice hoarse and roaring, and she said that she was going to see the Patriarch and ask why she didn't send someone to rescue her son.

But then she was turned over by several disciples together, pinching the back of her neck and humiliating her wantonly.

The woman struggled to lift her head up, revealing a beautiful face, although she was old, she still had the charm, looking at her so pitifully, her face was full of tears.

The moment her eyes met Xiao Jing's outside the window, the woman's expression immediately became flustered, tears streaming down her face, she dared not say a word, for fear that someone would discover Xiao Jing's existence.

It's just that when he was humiliated by others, he shook his head at Xiaojing and told him silently not to come over.

Xiaojing actually doesn't understand the relationship between men and women, but he is not a fool either.

He could hear clearly and see clearly.

These disciples are bullying his mother! ! !

Xiao Jing only felt the blood in his body surge up in an instant, he didn't care about what A Niang said, and he was not allowed to come out.

Turning around, he touched a wooden stick and kicked the door open with one kick.

The few disciples were working, and they raised their heads when they heard the noise. Seeing that the person who came was a young man, they all asked with doubts on their faces: "Who are you? What are you doing here...Ah!!!"

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Jing walked up in a strange manner, hit the head with a stick, smashed that student's head, and immediately fell to the ground.

"Quick, brothers, kill this kid!"