The whole division is begging for my forgiveness

"Sovereign Yue, are you alright?"

Xiao Jing wrapped the quilt tightly, sniffed and asked, "Do you want a quilt? I'll give you a bed?"

Yue Wuchen didn't answer, his lips were frozen.

He wanted to respond to Xiao Jing, but his lips were torn as soon as he opened them, blood gushed out, and soon even the blood that came out was frozen.

Yue Wuchen said with great difficulty: "No need, it's okay, you don't have to be afraid, go back to your room and sleep, and close the doors and windows."

Then he stopped talking.

Xiaojing said "Oh" and closed the door obediently.

He was going to fall asleep right away, but he didn't want to worry about the sky falling outside.

But I couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning, and it was chilly in the room.

Not to mention sleeping, he can't wait to run a few laps on the ground to warm up.

It seems that if you want to sleep peacefully tonight, you have to solve the source of Yue Wuchen first.

Xiao Jingshen breathed out, broke free from the quilt suddenly, jumped out of bed, ran around the room dozens of times quickly, and was exhausted until he was out of breath.

He hugged the bedding on the couch.

He ran out whistlingly, wrapped the quilt on Yue Wuchen's body from behind, and then Xiaojing also rushed over.

Across several layers of bedding, Xiao Jing hugged Yue Wuchen's waist, breathing air-conditioning non-stop.

Yue Wuchen was taken aback for a moment, his spine stiffened suddenly.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Jing actually went and came back, wrapped all the bedding around him, and even hugged him to help him keep warm.

After Yue Wuchen regained his composure, he subconsciously wanted to scold Xiaojing for being insurmountable, but then suddenly remembered that Xiaojing hadn't formally accepted him as his teacher, so naturally he wasn't his disciple.

He didn't even have the heart to break Xiao Jing away - it was rare that Xiao Jing would take the initiative to get close to him when the sun came out from the west.

Rare, really rare.

"Okay... so cold, what kind of strange disease do you have? Why are you still freezing? Whew, wheeze, it's so cold! Are you warmer now?"

Although the body is not very warm, the apex of the heart is extremely warm.

Yue Wuchen was about to say a few words of comfort.

Unexpectedly, Xiaojing panted and said: "When it's warm, get well quickly. If you sit outside, my room will be as cold as an ice cave. I can't sleep because of the cold."

Yue Wuchen: "..."

It turns out that Xiao Jing is quite smart, knowing that the solution to the problem must start from the source.

Instead of sleeping wrapped in blankets in the summer, it is better to come out and solve the source of him.

However, it is actually useless for Yue Wuchen to just bedding or toasting with a fire.

He used to endure it on his own, and after a while, he would be fine.

Now, Yue Wuchen thinks again.

His lost soul is now on Xiaojing's body, as a needle and thread to mend the apprentice's remnant soul.

Perhaps, he can use other methods, such as merging with Xiaojing's soul, to resist the severe cold.

However, the fusion of souls means that Yue Wuchen has to practice spiritually with Xiaojing.

Although it was not a physical contact, it far exceeded the boundary between master and apprentice.

Yue Wuchen was startled by this thought.

How could he have the idea of ​​spiritual cultivation with Xiaojing?

Not to mention whether Xiao Jing is willing or not, even if Xiao Jing is willing, this is absolutely impossible!

How can master and apprentice be together?

How can we be together? !

In the realm of comprehension, it is taboo for master and apprentice to fall in love!

Throughout the ages, whichever pair of masters and apprentices fell in love, their reputations were ruined, everyone shouted and beat them, and finally they were reduced to neither human nor ghost, and ended in misery.

Xiaojing is ignorant, so is he, as a master, also ignorant?

How could he behave so intimately with his disciples, hugging each other from behind?

Yue Wuchen was in a state of confusion, and subconsciously had a shock of luck.

Xiaojing let out an "ah", and his whole body was blown away by the strength, and his body slammed into the threshold with a bang.

The pain caused his blood to surge, and he almost spat out blood.

He hadn't had time to cry out in pain and vomit blood.

Yue Wuchen was the first to spit out blood.

It was also accompanied by a violent coughing sound, as if to cough up the lungs directly.

Coughing and coughing, Yue Wuchen coughed up a lot of blood again.

Even though he had already clenched his teeth hard, blood still overflowed from the gap between his teeth.

"You...you go!"

"Go? Where are you going? Show me the direction! I'll go right away!"

Xiaojing got up from the ground clutching his chest, gritted his teeth, and said, "Bah! A dog biting Lu Dongbin doesn't know a good heart! I was kind enough to keep you warm, but you sent me flying! Just go away! You give me directions." direction!"

"Sorry, I will explain to you afterwards."

Yue Wuchen tore off the jade pendant from his waist with great difficulty, and threw it into Xiaojing's arms, "Take this thing, if you meet the disciples of the night watchmen, say...that you are acting under the orders of me, and they won't accept it." Dare to ask more."

After finishing speaking, he also pointed out the direction for Xiaojing, "Go straight ahead, turn right when you encounter a fork in the road, turn right twice, and then go forward along the main road."

Xiao Jing nodded, grabbed the jade pendant on the ground, and held it in the palm of his hand.

Then he ran in the direction of Yue Wuchen's finger.

After running out for a while, he couldn't help but look back.

Seeing that Yue Wuchen had fallen to the ground, the surroundings were almost covered by ice and snow.

There is even a tendency to spread in the direction of Xiaojing.

Xiaojing didn't want to be frozen to death.

Just start running.

Firmly remember the path Yue Wuchen showed him.

Soon out of the bamboo forest.

Before he had time to breathe a sigh of relief, there was a fire in front of him.

The disciple of the night patrol yelled sharply: "Who is there? Hurry up and come out!"

A blaze quickly spread over, Xiaojing clutched his chest and was out of breath, without seeing everyone's faces clearly, he directly lifted the jade pendant: "Yes, the suzerain asked me to come out, there is a secret! It's hard to tell you !"

"So that's the case, I'm offended!"

The night patrol disciples bowed their hands and made way for Xiaojing.

It was only after Xiaojing returned to the room and wrapped himself completely in the bedding that he slowly recovered.

It was getting dark outside.

Yue Wuchen should... not die, right?

Xiao Jing trembled with fear all night, and had no intention of going to sleep at all.

While half dreaming and half awake, the figure of Yue Wuchen lying on the ground always appeared in his mind.

And he secretly questioned himself over and over again, was it a little unkind to leave Yue Wuchen alone and come back to sleep.

I didn't know how long it had passed in a daze, and suddenly there was a knock on the door outside.

Xiao Jing was not asleep at first, and immediately woke up, suddenly sat up, and asked in surprise: "Who is it?"

The man outside the door said: "Brother, the suzerain ordered the disciples to come and deliver breakfast. It's already Mao o'clock, and it's time for the younger brother to get up. There are gate rules in the mountain, and disciples have to get up at Mao o'clock to read early."

Xiao Jing pinched the eyebrows with colic, because he hadn't slept all night, his eyes were still a little gray.

He let the disciple outside the door come in.

It was the disciple who brought him food before, who looked young and handsome, and walked in the door without saying much.

Then he put the meals on the table one by one as usual, and he said to Xiaojing: "Little senior brother, you don't need to clean up. The suzerain has ordered that the little senior brother has just entered the mountain and is not familiar with it. After eating, I will Come and tidy up."

Sitting by the bed and putting on his shoes, Xiao Jing was slightly taken aback when he heard him addressing him, and asked, "Why do you call me little brother?"

The disciple said: "Brother, the name of this disciple is Minyan. He is just an introductory disciple, not a direct disciple. The suzerain has already announced to the entire sect that he wants to accept you as a direct disciple. Senior brother Shen is a senior senior brother in the sect, and senior brother Lin is a senior disciple." Second Senior Brother, you are naturally the Junior Senior Brother."

When Lin Jing was mentioned, Xiao Jing asked by the way: "Lin Jing..."

"Sorry, little senior brother, in the Wuji Dao Sect, you are not allowed to talk about Lin senior brother at will, so I can't tell little senior brother anything."

Min Yan said in a low voice, took out another scripture from his sleeve, handed it over with both hands, and said softly: "Little brother, after dinner, you can just read this scripture for an hour. There will be For the other senior brothers, let the younger senior brothers familiarize themselves with the sect and learn the rules of the sect."

When Xiaojing took the scriptures, Minyan bowed his head and retreated.

He didn't say much during the whole process, it seems that Yue Wuchen had given his instructions in advance.

Xiao Jing flipped through the scriptures casually, and saw the densely packed small characters on it, and suddenly felt a headache.

I can't even read it, I don't know what is written on it.

Worried about whether Yue Wuchen would die in the bamboo grove, he went to the table to eat breakfast in fear.

A meal is tasteless.

After Xiaojing finished eating, not long after, Minyan came in to clean up the dishes.

Taking advantage of this moment, Xiao Jing hurriedly asked: "Where is your suzerain now?"

Min Yan said: "At this hour, the suzerain should be meditating."

"Oh, so, did anyone see Sect Master Yue meditating?" Xiaojing asked again.

Min Yan shook his head and said, "Unless the suzerain has ordered, the disciples must not go and disturb. If there is nothing else, I will go down first."

After speaking, he picked up the bowl and chopsticks and left.

Don't forget to close the door from the outside too.

Xiaojing had no choice but to sit and read a book by himself, but his mind was not on the book at all.

Yue Wuchen's pale face still appeared in his mind.

It seems a little unkind.

Anyway, Yue Wuchen also saved him and helped him a lot.

Last night, with good intentions, he took him to the cold pool to bathe and change clothes.

He also rescued him from the bottom of the water when he was almost drowned.

Maybe it was because of soaking in the cold pool that Yue Wuchen suddenly developed a cold illness.

Thinking of this, Xiao Jing felt a little guilty.

He felt that he was really unkind, and actually ran back to sleep alone, and left the half-dead Yue Wuchen in the bamboo forest.

"The more dust-free, the more dust-free, you say, if you die, will your big apprentice blame me for all the faults?"

Xiao Jing lay on the ground, put the scriptures under his head, hooked the jade pendant with his right index finger, and spun it up.

"Why don't I sneak back to the bamboo forest to have a look? If Yue Wuchen finds out, I'll return this jade pendant to him, isn't that all right?"

Xiaojing made up his mind.

Immediately stood up.

Knowing that walking through the door is easy to be spotted - what if Minyan was sent by Yue Wuchen to monitor him and is guarding the door?

Ever since, Xiaojing flipped out from the half-closed window.

Seeing no one around, he wanted to go to the bamboo forest.

But he thinks highly of himself a little bit.

In the palaces and houses on the mountain, every plant and tree grows similarly.

Xiaojing didn't expect that in just one night, he would forget the way to the bamboo forest in the back mountain.

Instead, like a headless fly, circling and circling in the mountains.

At this time, the disciples in the mountains should all be studying early, and Xiaojing didn't meet anyone along the way, so it was difficult to ask for directions.

Unknowingly, he came to a clean yard.

In the courtyard, near the window, there grew a big tree with green branches and leaves, and a bright red cover was hung on the tree.

Xiaojing walked in in a strange way.

There was an inexplicable familiarity to this place.

But it was clearly his first time here, so he didn't know where this sense of familiarity came from.

And walked in uncontrollably, Xiaojing saw that the door was locked, and a yellow talisman was pasted on it, which presumably meant that no one was allowed to enter.

So I planned to go around the outside and go back quickly.

Unexpectedly, the yellow talisman burst into flames, and even the copper lock clicked, and it was unlocked by itself.

Xiaojing was confused and thought, this place is not haunted, right?

Turn around and leave.

But the door behind him opened by itself.

It seems that there is a very strange force that attracts him to go in and have a look.

Xiaojing couldn't help turning around and walking into the house.

That sense of familiarity became more and more clear.

The room is spacious and bright, and it is very clean, with a faint scent of rosin coming from the front.

In addition to a bed, there is only a desk and a bookshelf, which is neatly filled with books.

Xiao Jing's eyes just glanced hastily, then moved away.

He found a portrait on a wall.

Above is a Taoist priest in a white Taoist robe, who looks to be only sixteen or seventeen years old.

Born with sword eyebrows and star eyes, handsome and elegant, it seems that the aura of heaven and earth, the beauty of mountains and rivers, all gather in him.

The Taoist priest in the portrait has a long sword on his back, a white whisk hanging on his arm, and a gentle smile on his face.

The whole person looks gentle and graceful, like osmanthus like orchids, elegant and graceful.

It turns out... This is the place where Lin Jing once lived.

It turned out that Lin Jing's real appearance was like this.

It turned out that Lin Jingsheng was so good-looking.

No one has ever told Xiao Jing that Lin Jing is so good-looking.

Compared with Lin Jing, Xiao Jing's appearance paled immediately.

Xiaojing looked at Lin Jing in the portrait, and recalled the unrecognizable Lin Jing in the snow, and his heart ached.

He wanted to know who was so cruel and merciless to completely destroy such a beautiful face.

It must have been drawn with a sharp blade, a sword.

The flesh was turned outwards, and bright red blood gushed out.

Xiao Jing couldn't help walking forward, raising his hand to caress Lin Jing in the portrait.

Unexpectedly, I suddenly heard a stern voice from behind: "Who allowed you to come in?!"

Xiao Jing was taken aback by the sudden scolding, and suddenly withdrew his hand.

Unexpectedly, the fingertip accidentally scratched the portrait, and there was a tearing sound.

He was so desperate that he accidentally tore the portrait in half!

Xiaojing was dumbfounded.

Because he really didn't mean it!

But it happened that he was clumsy and tore up Lin Jing's portrait when he came up.

Xiaojing was holding the torn portrait blankly, his heart was in a mess, and he hadn't figured out how to apologize.

With a last burst of strength, he was shocked away.

Xiao Jing was completely defenseless—he had no way to defend himself, he was just an ordinary person without cultivation.

The whole person was sent flying, holding half of the portrait in both hands, and fell heavily to the ground with a bang.

Taking advantage of the trend, it rolled several times on the ground before finally coming to a steady stop.

Xiao Jing covered the portrait with both hands, his throat tickled, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the portrait, staining the white Taoist robe Lin Jing was wearing on the portrait red.

"How dare you trespass into the clean room! Which elder's disciple are you? How dare you act so recklessly? What should you do!"

Shen Qingyuan angrily stepped into the door from the outside, not caring about the disciple lying on the ground, and hurried forward to take down Lin Jing's portrait.

Seeing the portraits from Lin Jing's waist down, they were all torn off.

Under anxiety and anger, Shen Qingyuan's eye sockets turned red.

This is the portrait of Lin Jing! ! !

There were not many relics left by Lin Jing during his lifetime, and each of them was precious to them.

There are many things that Lin Jing once used, such as quilts, pillows, teacups, teapots, and even written words and transcribed scriptures. Robbing, Lin Jinghong even came to steal.

It's better to take away Lin Jing's things!

There is also a part in the master's room, which is used to see things and think about people.

Even the portrait is only this one!

This is the only one in the sky and on the earth!

This is what Lin Jing liked very much back then, and he had his fingerprints on the portrait.

If it is damaged, it will never be exactly the same again!

I can't find it anymore!

Shen Qingyuan became furious, turned around and pointed at the disciple on the ground, and shouted sharply: "Kneel down!"

When Xiao Jing heard this, he knew who it was.

He lowered his head and looked at the part of the portrait that was stained red by his blood, feeling that it was extremely glaring.

It's over, he tore up Lin Jing's portrait and made it dirty.

Now Shen Qingyuan had a reason.

Will it kill him?

Probably not, but Yue Wuchen said that from the moment Xiaojing entered the mountain, he had to abide by the door rules.

Xiaojing also wanted to investigate the truth about Lin Jing's death seven years ago, and also wanted to know why Chen Yulong was expelled from the school.

Therefore, he couldn't just be kicked out of Daozong without knowing it.

but……

Shen Qingyuan asked him to kneel down.

Make him kneel and apologize.

He didn't listen to a word of his explanation, beat him as soon as he came up, and scolded him to kneel down.

Because of a portrait of Lin Jing.

Not for anything else, just for a portrait of Lin Jing.

Lin Jing, Lin Jing again, Lin Jing was obviously dead, but Lin Jing was everywhere.

Lin Jing was like a dark cloud over Xiao Jing's head, which couldn't disperse no matter what.

"I told you to kneel down, can't you hear me? Which elder's disciple are you? Why... You don't even wear a Taoist hairpin? Are you so courageous?" Shen Qingyuan said in amazement.

He has been in confinement for a long time, and was only released today.

Originally, the dormitory where he lived was very close to the clean room where Lin Jing lived. After he was released from the confinement, he subconsciously came here to take a look.

Unexpectedly, someone opened the door lock, and as soon as he entered, he saw a portrait of a disciple moving Lin Jing.

Immediately, he was furious and hit him with a palm.

It didn't use much strength, but this disciple seemed to be very weak, and he was not a female disciple, so he was sent flying with a mere palm.

He was still lying on the ground all the time, with his head buried so low that he couldn't see his face at all.

Shen Qingyuan said coldly: "Don't think that if you don't speak, this matter can be done! Which elder's disciple are you? New entry? Male cultivator or female cultivator? Why don't you give hairpin a hairpin? You are very courageous !"

"I'm asking you something! Kneel down and raise your head..."

The voice stopped abruptly.

Because the disciple on the ground raised his head, revealing a face that made Shen Qingyuan think about it day and night, and couldn't sleep at night.

At this moment, Xiao Jing's face was pale, and there was still dripping blood on the corner of his lips.

It looks very weak and pitiful.

Shen Qingyuan's throat seemed to be pierced by a sword suddenly, and he called out: "Xiaojing?! Why is it you? You... Get up quickly!"

He rushed up quickly, helped Xiao Jing himself, picked him up from the ground, and raised his hand to help Xiao Jing dust off the Taoist robe.

Shen Qingyuan asked in surprise and joy: "When did you enter the mountain? Why didn't anyone notify me? Xiaojing, did you hurt yourself just now? Do you have any pain?"

"No," Xiaojing pushed Shen Qingyuan's hand away, carefully handed over the half portrait in his arms, and said in a low voice, "I didn't damage the portrait on purpose, it was you who made a sudden sound from behind just now, so ……I did not do it on purpose."

"It's my fault, it's me who scared you just now, as long as you're fine."

Shen Qingyuan took the portrait over and saw that it was stained red with blood.

Quickly took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped off the blood on the portrait.

I was afraid that Xiaojing's blood would stain Lin Jing's white Taoist robe.

But this move fell into Xiao Jing's eyes, as if, as if his blood was a particularly dirty thing.

Xiaojing didn't have a handkerchief, so he could only silently raise his hand to wipe off the blood from the corner of his lips.

There was a tinge of bright red on the fingertips.

Shen Qingyuan froze for a moment, then realized that he had made a very serious mistake.

That is, you shouldn't wipe the blood on the portrait in front of Xiaojing!

No matter how important the portrait is, it is just a dead thing after all, Xiao Jing is a living person!

People are more important than portraits!

"Sorry, I forgot, come on, let me wipe it for you."

Shen Qingyuan wanted to take out another clean handkerchief, but suddenly found that this was the only one he had with him.

The portrait has already been wiped, so how can I help Xiaojing wipe the blood again.

When he was at a loss, Xiaojing shook his head and said, "No need, this portrait looks very important to you. I tore it up and made it dirty again. Will I be punished? Will my hand be chopped off?"

If other disciples broke it, they might have to chop off their hands.

But it happened that Xiaojing broke it.

There are no gate rules in the mountain, and one will be punished for destroying one's own portrait.

There has never been such a door rule!

Shen Qingyuan was filled with remorse, secretly annoyed that he shouldn't have hurt Xiaojing, and was about to open his mouth to say something else.

Unexpectedly, a group of disciples rushed over when they heard footsteps outside, and when they saw this, they exclaimed, "Elder brother? Why are you?!"

"The suzerain strictly orders that no one is allowed to trespass on this place, otherwise...or you will be punished severely!"

"I know, I was the one who trespassed alone." Shen Qingyuan embraced the crime all on his body, and told everyone, "It has nothing to do with him, he was the first to discover that I trespassed in the clean room."

Said, Shen Qingyuan also secretly winked at Xiaojing, hoping that he would be smarter.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Jing didn't appreciate it at all, and even said: "It's not what Shen Qingyuan said, I broke in by myself, I also tore up the portrait, and then he found out that I was here."

In this way, Shen Qingyuan's lie was exposed by Xiaojing in an instant.

Everyone looked at each other in dismay, except for Shen Qingyuan who had just been released, everyone knew that the sect master accepted the young man in front of him as his personal disciple.

The master apprenticeship ceremony is scheduled for the sixth day of next month, and it has not been many days. Everyone in the mountain has started to arrange the venue, and all the posts have been sent out.

If at this juncture, the direct disciple who was supposed to participate in the apprenticeship ceremony was taken to the Discipline Hall and severely injured, I'm afraid it will not end well.

Everyone didn't know what to do, they just brought the two of them to the Discipline Hall first.

Then send someone to notify the Suzerain.

As soon as he entered the Discipline Hall, Xiao Jing shook violently for no reason.

Although it was the first time I came here, it was very gloomy here.

There were many disciples standing around, and there were many instruments of torture in the hall, which looked quite scary.

Xiao Jing didn't know what to do, glanced out of the corner of the eye, and saw Shen Qingyuan flicking up his robe, and had already knelt down.

I don't know whether to kneel or not.

Seeing that he didn't kneel, the rest of the people also turned their eyes around.

A disciple next to him reminded him kindly: "You have to kneel down, the elder brother kneels, how can you not kneel?"

Xiaojing: "..."

If he had known this would happen, he shouldn't have come to Wuji Dao Sect with Yue Wuchen.

He didn't learn any Taoism, he just gnawed grass roots and turf, soaked in cold pools, and now he is made to kneel down.

Xiaojing was reluctant.

Seeing this, Shen Qingyuan said: "He hasn't officially become a teacher, so he is not considered a disciple of this sect. Besides, it is not a crime if he does not know, let him stand...forget it, go and bring him a chair, let him sit beside you. .”

The disciples looked at each other again, they didn't know that the always indifferent senior brother would be so talkative one day!

To actually ask someone to lift a chair over for a disciple to sit on?

Generally, only suzerains and elders can sit in the Discipline Hall.

The rest of the people had to kneel or stand.

But since the elder brother had given orders, the rest of the people had no choice but to bring up chairs and let Xiao Jing sit down and wait.

Xiaojing pondered, he did something wrong, and when Yue Wuchen came over later, he might still be annoyed that he ran away by himself last night.

If the public avenges his personal revenge and beats him up, should he run or not?

This is a very difficult question.

Xiaojing thought about it, and decided to sit down and wait, and sit down quickly while his buttocks are still intact.

In case I finish playing later, there are eight out of ten that I won't be able to sit in the chair.

So he sat down on the chair in fear.

Xiao Jing lowered his head, twisted his sleeves with his hands, and kept thinking about how to explain this matter to Yue Wuchen.

After a while someone came.

It turned out that the person who came was not Yue Wuchen, but an old Taoist priest with a white beard.

As soon as he entered the door, he frowned, glanced at Xiao Jing who was sitting on the chair awkwardly, and said to the disciples on the left and right: "Is this person brought back by the suzerain?"

"Elder Huixuanzhen's words are correct," said the disciple beside him.

Elder Xuanzhen listened, and then looked at Xiaojing carefully, shaking his head and sighing while looking at him.

Under this kind of scrutiny, Xiao Jing felt that he was like a Chinese cabbage on the street, being picked up and down.

It was also dismissed as not good enough.

"Forget it, forget it, let's go with the suzerain. But, what's the matter? Qingyuan, what mistake did you make again?" Elder Xuanzhen asked.

It is obvious that the eyes looking at Shen Qingyuan are much kinder.

Shen Qingyuan tried his best to cover up for Xiaojing tactfully, saying that Xiaojing broke into the clean room "accidentally" and "by mistake".

Then Lin Jing's portrait was destroyed because of "excessive fright" and "panic". Finally, he said, "Those who don't know are not guilty, just punish me alone."

After a few words, Elder Xuanzhen couldn't help but sighed again.

Seeing that Xiaojing was still sitting on the chair, he was very different from Lin Jingtian who knew the etiquette and manners back then.

Elder Xuanzhen even secretly wondered if he might have made a mistake.

How could Lin Jing look like this?