The whole division is begging for my forgiveness

"You're talking about Senior Sister Ning, right? She's gone, seven years ago."

"How did he die?" Xiao Jing asked, especially sensitive to the time of seven years.

"I heard that he died seven years ago, during the battle between immortals and demons, and was killed by rebel soldiers. His death was extremely tragic. Senior brother, no one else is allowed to mention it."

"I see--"

Xiaojing felt that Minyan was not telling the truth, but he also knew that since Yue Wuchen dared to ask Minyan to take care of him, he must know that Minyan would not talk nonsense.

I couldn't ask anything, so I didn't ask any more.

Xiaojing sat down, propped his forehead with one hand, and continued to practice silently.

I don't know how long it took before Shen Qingyuan hurried over from outside.

Yue Mo was too anxious to come back, and a layer of sweat broke out all over his face.

In order to prevent the syrupy cherries from going bad, Shen Qingyuan also specially wrapped them in ice packs and carried them in his arms along the way.

Hurry up and buy it back.

"Xiaojing, brother bought it for you."

Shen Qingyuan took out the things as if offering a treasure, the Taoist robe was wet by ice water, but he didn't care.

I just want to watch Xiaojing eat it quickly.

"Thank you, brother, but now I suddenly don't want to eat."

Xiao Jing sighed for a long time, and circled back and forth on the writing with his right index finger, the malice in his heart couldn't help turning outward.

"What's the matter? Why...why don't you want to eat suddenly? Is there any discomfort?"

Shen Qingyuan asked with concern.

"No, I just suddenly lost my appetite."

"Then you... try it a little bit, senior brother, senior brother bought this, it was very hard." Shen Qingyuan said in a low voice, and handed the things over with full of expectation, "Have a taste?"

Xiaojing shook his head, and said in a dispirited way: "I just don't want to eat all of a sudden, I'm sorry, brother, I'm sorry to trouble you for making this trip in vain."

"No trouble, no trouble at all."

Shen Qingyuan became more and more frustrated, but he didn't blame Xiaojing, and even took the initiative to excuse him, "If it's hot today, it's normal for you to not be able to eat. Then senior brother will store it for you, and you can eat it at night?"

"Forget it, let me try it."

Xiaojing suddenly changed his mind, and with Shen Qingyuan's hand, he pinched a cherry and put it in his mouth, chewing it carefully.

Shen Qingyuan's eyes lit up, and he just felt that it was a great honor for Xiaojing to eat a cherry from him.

He couldn't help but smile on his face, and he didn't realize how humble his posture was at the moment.

Half-squatting in front of Xiao Jing, holding syrupy cherries in both hands, watching Xiao Jing eat with anticipation.

He also asked him from the side if it was delicious.

Xiao Jing said: "It's very sweet, thank you brother, please trouble me."

"No trouble, it's really not troublesome at all. If you want to eat anything in the future, just tell the senior brother, and the senior brother will buy it for you."

Shen Qingyuan was greatly encouraged, and his whole heart trembled non-stop.

I just feel that the relationship between Xiaojing and himself is slowly getting better.

The originally cracked mirror surface is slowly being repaired.

Xiaojing called his senior brother, and ate the food he gave, speaking in a sweet and soft voice.Very well-behaved.

But as everyone knows, in Xiaojing's eyes, there is no half friendship at all.

Shen Qingyuan suddenly felt that he was acting like a dog in front of Xiao Jing.

Huo Ran stood up and strode out.

But immediately behind him came another "senior brother".

He suddenly couldn't walk again.The soles of the feet seem to have taken root.

Shen Qingyuan faintly felt that he might die in Xiaojing's hands in the future.

He seemed to be in love with Xiaojing that he shouldn't have.

It rained heavily at night, and the rain was violent, as if a big hole had been stabbed in the sky, and it poured down.

Thunder and lightning flashed outside the window, and several silver-white lightning streaked across the night sky, making loud rumbling noises.

Yue Wuchen tosses and turns at night, unable to sleep peacefully.

As soon as you close your eyes, Xiao Jing's face will immediately appear in your mind.

Thinking of the day, when they bumped into each other by mistake, their lips brushed against each other in an instant, Xiaojing's bright face, light crimson lips, shell-like teeth, and dexterous tongue Lightly licked the lips that were still stained with the more clean smell.

Obviously Xiaojing's face had such an innocent and ignorant expression, but there was an indescribable charm.

Yue Wuchen was still unable to sleep peacefully, and silently recited the "Pure Heart Mantra" in his heart, desperately suppressing the restlessness in his heart.

But the more suppressed, the more difficult it is to control oneself.

The harder you try to deny yourself, the harder it is to find out.

The white shirt he was wearing was soon wet with sweat, a thick layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, Yue Wuchen's brows were furrowed, and his breathing gradually became heavy.

Holding on to the quilt tightly, he forced himself to calm down and recited the "Pure Heart Mantra" silently again.

But no matter how many times he read it, Xiaojing's face was still lingering in his mind.

Like a ghost, Yue Wuchen is entangled to death.

Suddenly, there was a bang from outside.

Yue Wuchen sat up in an instant, cold sweat trickling down his temples, soaking his snow-white collar.

The exquisite Adam's apple rolled up and down, and it was still light red, and the slender jade neck was also covered with a layer of water.

He was panting heavily, and he hadn't had time to recover.

From the corner of the eye, I suddenly caught a glimpse of a black shadow shaking outside the door.

Yue Wuchen frowned, raised his hand and grabbed it, the door was pushed open with a bang, and he yelled, "Who is outside?!"

As soon as the door opened, there was a sudden sound of thunder above the head, and the black shadow revealed its original appearance.

It turned out to be Xiaojing!

Xiao Jing looked like a nightmare.

The whole person looked blank, standing outside the door without saying a word

He was only wearing an inner jacket, and no shoes or socks on his feet.

Just walked all the way barefoot, drenched in rain from head to toe.

Her long, wet hair hung over her shoulders, her eyelashes were dripping with water, and her eye sockets were still slightly red.

Yue Wuchen was taken aback for a moment, then got up and got out of bed, walked a few steps forward, and asked in a low voice: "What happened, Xiaojing?"

Xiaojing didn't say a word, as if he didn't hear at all, he stood outside with his fists clenched, motionless.

Yue Wuchen suspects that this is a nightmare.

Because Lin Jing often had nightmares when he was a child.

Lin Jing is afraid of the dark and thunder, and when it comes to summer.He is particularly afraid of rainy weather.

At night, there was thunder and thunder, lightning and thunder, and Lin Jing couldn't sleep peacefully all night.

Someone has to be around.

When he was young, whenever the bad weather came, Xiao Linjing would come over quietly and sit on the threshold to wait.

It's like being separated from the master by a door, so I won't be afraid.

Yue Wuchen was a little worried about Xiaojing's situation, and he didn't care about being known by others. The master and apprentice were in the same room in the middle of the night.

He quickly reached out and pulled the person in.

Like a puppet, Xiao Jing was staggered and pulled into the room.

The muddy water on the soles of the feet stained the ground.

Xiaojing looked down slightly, and murmured, "It's dirty."

"It's okay, just use the cleaning technique."

Yue Wuchen raised his hand and squeezed the formula, using a cleaning technique, after cleaning the person from head to toe.

Seeing that Xiaojing was wearing thin clothes, after thinking for a while, he hugged the quilt and wanted to put it on him.

Unexpectedly, Yue Wuchen turned around and his waist tightened.

He was hugged from behind.

"Xiao Jing?"

"Master, I'm afraid." Xiao Jing hugged Yue Wuchen's waist from behind, buried his face on his back, his eyes were lifeless, looking like a nightmare, and said in a daze, "I'm so scared, Master."

"Don't be afraid, it's just thunder, there's nothing to be afraid of. Xiaojing, you are obedient. It's getting dark now, you can't stay with Master for too long."

Yue Wuchen forced himself to be ruthless, grabbed Xiaojing's hand, and wanted to push him away.

But Xiaojing hugged him too tightly, his ten fingers tightly grabbed onto Yue Wuchen's clothes.

The veins on the back of the hand were all bulging, and the fingertips turned a strange white.

If Xiao Jing's fingers are forcibly separated, it may hurt Xiao Jing.

Yue Wuchen took a deep breath, and could only persuade him with good words: "Xiaojing, be obedient, let go of your hand, this seat is your master, and in the middle of the night, you trespassed on the master's bedroom, and like this, you have already surpassed the limit." .”

But Xiaojing seemed to not understand what he was saying, and hugged him even tighter.

Soon, Yue Wuchen felt a heat on his back.

Some warm liquid wet his clothes.

Yue Wuchen could no longer say any words of reprimand.

Because, his little apprentice actually cried.

He didn't understand what happened to Xiaojing.

Why did he hug and hug him suddenly, the tears came as soon as he said it, and Yu Wuchen was caught off guard.

Lin Jing doesn't shed tears easily, but Xiao Jing does.

"Master, this disciple is in so much pain, Master."

Xiaojing rubbed his face back and forth on Yue Wuchen's back, choked up and said, "Disciple... really, it hurts."

Yue Wuchen's heart trembled, and he broke Xiaojing away cruelly.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, Xiaojing rushed over again.

Passed through Yue Wuchen's armpits with both hands, directly wrapped his arms around his waist, and buried his head and face in his chest.

Yue Wuchen's body was extremely stiff, and he didn't know where to put his hands.

Listening to the little apprentice in his arms, he said over and over again that he was in pain.

After all, he was unwilling to push people away.

Yue Wuchen said softly: "Where does it hurt? Did your elder brother bully you?"

Xiaojing didn't say a word, buried his face in his arms, and soon said with a sob, "Master, please forgive me."

Yue Wuchen didn't know where the phrase "Master, forgive me" came from.

He has never really punished Xiao Jing, so how can he spare him?

Could it be that the one in front of him was not Xiao Jing, but Lin Jing, and it was his apprentice Lin Jing who was crying out for him.

Yue Wuchen felt his heart ache unbearably, like a knife stabbing his heart one by one.

All the thoughts in my heart are Lin Jing.

After a long time, Yue Wuchen took a deep breath, raised his hand and patted Xiaojing on the back of the neck.

Xiaojing fell down limply.

"Go to sleep, when you wake up, it will be dawn."

"Come back if you want to, Master doesn't blame you."

After that night, Xiaojing practiced harder and harder, practicing swordsmanship day and night, reciting heart formulas, and drawing various spells.

I can't wait to use one hour as two hours.

In addition to the necessary food and water, I can't wait to practice swords all night long until dawn.

After Yue Wuchen found out about this, he called him over and reprimanded him a little.

I thought Xiaojing could listen.

Unexpectedly, Xiaojing only agreed on the surface, but in fact, he was obedient and obedient.

Even when I was sleeping, I was still chanting the heart formula.

Xiaojing's hard work is obvious to all Taoists.

At the beginning, his learning speed was very slow, but later he practiced a lot and memorized a lot.

Slowly showing the qualifications it should have.

Xiaojing found that these things were both familiar and unfamiliar to him.

It seems that he has learned it before, but for some reason, he forgot it later.

Memorization can only be deepened by practicing over and over again.

What really transformed Xiaojing should be the Marrow Cleansing Pill that Yue Wuchen gave him.

This pill was refined by Yue Wuchen seven years ago by digging out the bones and extracting the marrow, adding various spiritual herbs.

It has the effect of washing the marrow. To put it simply, it is like a martial arts practitioner who was suddenly opened up to the two veins of Ren and Du.

The marrow-washing pill is for marrow-washing, which can not only restore Xiaojing's severely injured body, but also strengthen his muscles and bones.

This marrow washing pill was originally intended to be taken by Yue Wuchen seven years ago for the disabled Lin Jing.

Even if Lin Jing couldn't completely restore his former cultivation base, it was still possible to restore a three or four point cultivation base.

It's a pity that Yue Wuchen had calculated thousands of times at the beginning, and he didn't calculate that Lin Jing's final fate would be that there would be no bones left.

Therefore, this marrow washing pill has been kept until now.

Yue Wuchen saw that Xiaojing wanted to practice Taoism so much, but because of the previous physical injury, he suffered a lot of disabilities.

So he gave the Xisui Pill to Xiaojing.I hope Xiaojing can achieve his wish.

Even being a disciple of equal strength in the sect should be a kind of comfort to Xiaojing.

Yue Wuchen has nothing to do, and he can't do it for Xiaojing.

Since he can split the soul, he gave Xiaojing one soul and one soul, and also gave Xiaojing a personal magic weapon.

A mere marrow washing pill is nothing.

The bone marrow in this marrow washing pill comes from the ribs three inches below Yue Wuchen's heart.

It was he who gouged out the bone with his own hands and drew out the marrow inside.

Enduring severe pain and concentrating on refining, it is extremely precious.

But Yue Wuchen didn't intend to tell Xiaojing the truth, fearing that Xiaojing would refuse to accept this marrow washing pill because of Lin Jing.

It's just that this is just an ordinary pill used to help him form a golden pill.

With this marrow washing pill, in another five or six years, Xiao Jing will be able to form a golden pill.

I don't know how many times faster than ordinary people.

Let alone Lin Jinghong, his golden elixir is Lin Mobai who used the influence of Lin Jian Villa to search for all kinds of rare treasures all over the cultivation world, and forcibly took Lin Jinghong's golden elixir. piled up.

Although it is not ruled out that Lin Jinghong's aptitude is acceptable, it took Lin Jinghong a full ten years to form a golden pill.

In such a comparison, five or six years is not a very long time, and it has far surpassed most practitioners.

After Xiaojing took the Xisui Pill, he felt much lighter all over his body.

The bones of his body were not very good in the past, and Shen Qingyuan pierced his chest with a sword, and now there are still scars on his chest that have not been cleaned.

The memory has also improved. In the past, Xiao Jing copied the door rules ten times but didn't remember them. Now, after reading them once, he can basically remember them.

After discovering this change, Xiaojing was ecstatic.

I know that I can't completely rely on Master, otherwise it will be very difficult to be successful in the future.

Not only did he not slack off because of this, and spend his days lazily, on the contrary, he became more diligent and assiduous.

Every move is practiced extremely seriously.

In his spare time, he would go to the dojo to compete with other disciples.

At the beginning, everyone felt that he had just entered the mountain and could have some cultivation.

They all give way to Xiaojing.

But after Xiao Jing skillfully used the Sword Control Technique, everyone became a little more serious.

A disciple from the outer sect was sent to compete with Xiaojing.

This outer disciple is 19 years old this year and has practiced Taoism for nine years. He thinks that playing Xiaojing is just like playing for fun.

Who would have thought that with just three moves, he would be sent flying by Xiaojing.

Later, more and more disciples did not believe in evil. How could it be possible for a disciple who had just entered the mountain for half a month to improve his cultivation by leaps and bounds?

But in fact, even if Xiaojing can't win, he will do his best.

Even if you get hurt because of it, you won't hesitate.

He wasn't afraid of losing the competition, on the contrary, he worked harder because of it, and after the next day, he would try again with the disciple who had won him.

Keep competing until Xiaojing wins the opponent.

Shen Qingyuan couldn't see Xiaojing working so hard every day, but he couldn't persuade him.

Later, he discovered that the best way to get close to Xiao Jing was to teach Xiao Jing how to use swordsmanship.

So I often come down in private to feed Xiaojing.

Seeing Xiaojing with his own eyes, he became more powerful and more skilled with his swordsmanship day by day.

After another month, Daozong held a trial in the door.

All disciples who have just started this year must participate.

Also includes Xiaojing.

After all, it was just a trial in the sect, and Yue Wuchen didn't intend to invite other sects to watch it.

Only Lin Mobai came all the way from Gusu under the pretense of wanting to visit his younger brother, bringing Lin Jinghong and a gift for Xiaojing.

The more dust-free it is, the better it is to refuse again and again.

After all, Lin Mobai is Lin Jing's half-brother.

The trial is divided into 72 rounds in total, two pairs of duels, whoever wins will enter the next round of competition.

Until the last disciple wins.

It was Xiaojing's first time participating in such a trial, and he seemed a little nervous.

A group of disciples, both male and female, gathered in the dojo.

But Daozong has few female disciples who have been passed on directly, and there are only a few who have just started this year.

Elder Xuanzhen is responsible for preaching the rules of the trial.

Generally speaking, there are two points: one, the point is over.Second, fairness and justice.

After that, all the disciples were asked to line up to draw lots.

According to the serial number of the lottery, compete with the disciples who have the same serial number as yourself.

Xiaojing took out a wooden sign from the crystal ball drawn by lottery, with a bright red "one" on it.

Then subconsciously looked around in the crowd.

Yue Wuchen and the others sat on high seats to watch the trial.

A few elders nearby discussed in low voices, guessing which disciple could stand out this year.

Speaking of which, all disciples had to participate in the trial from the front door.

When Lin Jing was still alive, no matter whether Shen Qingyuan was in the competition or not, the one who won the first place in the end must be Lin Jing.

Lin Jing was very dazzling at the beginning, but no matter how dazzling a pearl is, it will eventually be covered with dust.

"Xiao Jing has just joined the Taoist sect, and it's only been two months since he's done his best! Why do you want him to participate in the trial?"

Lin Jinghong sat next to Lin Mobai, looking for Xiaojing all over the place.

But all the disciples were dressed in exactly the same way, Xiaojing mixed into the crowd, it was really hard to find for a while.

"Really, my second brother's white Taoist robe is easy to recognize! This pile of people makes my eyes hurt!"

After hearing this, Lin Mobai pretended to drink tea, but actually said in a low voice, "Speak less, Yue Wuchen, since he dared to let Xiaojing participate in the trial, he must know what level he is. It's just a trial. So far, is there anyone who dares to seriously injure him in public?"

Having said that, Lin Mobai also secretly worried.

He was not afraid that Xiao Jing would be injured in the trial, after all, it was all done, so where could it hurt?

I'm just worried that Xiao Jing will be knocked down in the first round.

Anyway, I have survived a few rounds, or survived a few more tricks, otherwise wouldn't it be too embarrassing?

The more embarrassing Xiao Jing was, the more annoyed Lin Mobai felt.

I always feel that Xiao Jing has been smearing his second brother Lin Jing's face.

Even, even because of the name Xiaojing, when Lin Mobai thought of Lin Jing recently, he automatically switched to Lin Zhaoying.

It seems that Xiao Jing can be completely separated from Lin Jing.

"Brother, are you not worried about Xiaojing at all? In case, in case something happens to him, wouldn't it kill me?"

Lin Jinghong said in a low voice, it was as if grass had grown under his buttocks, he couldn't sit still at all, he said: "No, I have to help Xiaojing, first beat up the disciple who was fighting with Xiaojing .”

"You come back! Lin Jinghong, let me tell you, last time, I didn't bother with you for the sake of your illness. This time, you will be honest and don't dare to make the slightest mistake. , I’ll break your leg when you go back!”

Lin Mobai reprimanded in a low voice, but after thinking about it, he still winked at the disciple next to him.

The student understood and went down immediately.

After a while, he came to the stage again, leaned close to Lin Mobai's ear, and said in a low voice: "Patriarch, it's too late, the first scene will be. The two of you have already come to the stage."

Lin Mobai frowned, and hurriedly looked over.

Sure enough, he saw Xiaojing come on stage, and the male disciple who came on stage with him looked very strong, taller than Xiaojing by more than a head.

Not only that, but Lin Mobai even found out that Xiaojing was useless for Yue Wuchen to send him off.

Instead, he took a very ordinary iron sword and went to the stage to compete.

Lin Mobai couldn't help but whispered: "What the hell is he thinking? His cultivation is so poor, and he has a high-quality magic weapon to protect him, and he can barely survive a battle. Now it's a good thing, just use such a broken sword ?”

Not only Lin Mobai discovered it alone, but also the other elders present.

He even said to Yue Wuchen in a somewhat ambiguous manner: "You little apprentice, are you brave because you are a master of art, or do you not take this trial seriously at all?"

Yue Wuchen lowered his head and drank tea, and said calmly: "It's just a trial, the rule is fairness and justice. If he uses the cut off, how can it be fair to the other disciples?"

Elder Xuanzhen nodded after hearing this, and couldn't help but praise: "Whether you win or lose, this move is very good. Although this kid's aptitude is a bit weak, he has a good character. I heard that he has been working very hard recently, and his swordsmanship has improved." Diligent."

Yue Wuchen said: "It's just a little superficial learning, it's nothing."

After hearing this, several elders also laughed one after another, stopped talking, just calmed down and looked towards the trial field.

Xiao Jingshen breathed out, comforting himself secretly, don't panic, don't rush, just be normal.

After working hard for two months, it's time to test the results.

According to the regulations, Xiaojing and his disciples saluted each other.

Xiao Jing cupped his hands and said, "Chang Xuan."

Since his identity was exposed in public as early as the apprenticeship ceremony, there was no need to hide it.

Those who are aboveboard, on the contrary, appear to be more aboveboard.

The other party also cupped their hands and said, "Song Yang."

After the ceremony, before Xiaojing could raise his head, he heard a gust of wind blowing in his ears.

He subconsciously turned his head to the side, and a long sword passed by his ear.

Lin Jinghong suddenly stood up, and said angrily, "It's not fair! Xiao Jing hasn't drawn his sword yet, so let's sneak attack him! It's not fair!"

"Shut up! Sit down!" Lin Mobai thought he was ashamed, so he raised his hand and pushed him back down, and said in a low voice, "If you are dishonest, go back to Linjian Villa, don't be ashamed here!"

"Big brother!"

Lin Jinghong was very unconvinced, but still bit the bullet and sat down, clenching his fists and looking nervously at the stage.

He seemed more nervous and anxious than Xiao Jing, and those who didn't know thought that Xiao Jing was his apprentice, not Yue Wuchen's.

As a master, Yue Wuchen seemed very calm and composed.

Xiao Jing flipped in the air, swung his tail with a very beautiful scorpion move, and kicked Song Yang's wrist.

Hearing the sound of "Zheng", the long sword flew out backwards and stabbed deeply on the pillar behind him.

Xiao Jing raised his sword and pointed at the opponent's throat, and said solemnly: "Give up."

Song Yang was taken aback for a moment, but before he could realize how he lost, the long sword was already out of his hands.

Even though he was still a little unwilling, he could only stand up and cup his hands and say, "I lost."

"Good! Well played! Beautifully played!"

Lin Jinghong's face was like turning the pages of a book, and it changed as soon as he said it. The last moment was still gloomy, staring at the disciple who was fighting with Xiaojing.

The next moment he smiled again.

Because he only had one arm left, he couldn't applaud, so he could only slap his thigh vigorously.

Applauded excitedly.

Lin Mobai couldn't help but slightly raised the corners of his lips.

Xin Dao, it seems that Xiaojing really practiced his sword with heart, and Yue Wuchen didn't treat him badly.

The scorpion wagging its tail just now really made it very beautiful.

"Okay, keep your voice down, what's there to be happy about? But he only won one game, so he was lucky to meet someone with the worst cultivation. I'm afraid he won't be so lucky in the next game." Lin Mobai said again, pouring a basin of cold water on his face.

Lin Jinghong said very dissatisfied: "Xiao Jing is good enough, he is very good!"

"call."

Xiaojing secretly heaved a sigh of relief, as the winner, he should not get too complacent.

Then they bowed their hands and saluted each other in a proper manner.

Then, under Shen Qingyuan's announcement, he successfully entered the next round.

"Wuchen, did you teach the disciple a small fire in private?" An elder couldn't help but asked, "Or, did this kid learn swordsmanship before?"

Yue Wuchen shook his head and said: "He has never learned it, Nanyang Chang family is just a small family, he is not favored at home, and his health is not very good."

So, those elders didn't ask any more questions, thinking to themselves, after all, Xiao Jing is Lin Jing's remnant soul, a phantom in the world.

There is still a bit of Lin Jing's figure from the beginning.

Little did they know that the reason why Xiaojing was reborn was because of taking the marrow-washing pill refined by Yue Wuchen.

"Xiaojing, the disciple who will fight with you next time, although he just started this year, he has practiced in other Taoist temples for several years before he started, and his cultivation level is not low. You have to be careful."

Taking advantage of no one's attention, Shen Qingyuan approached Xiaojing, and said in a low voice, "But he has one weakness, that is, his basic skills are not very solid. If you want to win against him..."

"Brother!"

Xiaojing interrupted him in time, raised his face, and said seriously, "Trials are all about fairness and justice. I just want to win by my own strength. Senior brother doesn't need to tell me about these things. I'll go over there to rest first. one time."

After finishing speaking, he cupped his hands towards Shen Qingyuan, turned around and left while clutching the sword.

In a corner where no one was around, he took a short rest with his sword in his arms, waiting for the next trial to begin.

Seeing this, Lin Mobai instructed his disciples from the side: "Go, quietly bring him a pot of water."

"Yes."

The disciples went down.

After a while, he came to Xiaojing, and the disciple said in a low voice: "The head of the family ordered the villain to bring water to the Taoist priest."

After Xiaojing heard this, he turned his head and glanced at the high platform, just in time Lin Mobai was also looking at him, and nodded at him with a smile.

"I'm not thirsty, take it back."

"This……"

The disciple looked in the direction of Lin Mobai, pursed his lips, and said again: "Please don't embarrass the villain."

Xiaojing said: "If you accept the water bag, it will not be difficult for you, will it?"

The disciple said: "Yes."

"Okay, I accept it."

Xiao Jing took the water bag, opened the lid, lifted it up, and shook it at Lin Mobai.

Then, in front of him, he poured the water in the water bag on the ground.

The author has something to say:

Five or six years can't wait that long. Xiaojing's golden elixir was obtained from other people (dog heads). Let's see who is unlucky, but Xiaojing cut off the golden elixir.