The whole division is begging for my forgiveness

"If that's the case, then I forced my younger brother to death, my senior brother from the same sect, my elder half-brother crazy, and now my master!"

"Why...why should I be Lin Jing, the person I don't want to be in my life is him."

Xiaojing sighed for a long time: "This should belong to Chang Xuan's life."

"Luo Suxuan, all of you say I'm Lin Jing, but I'm just Chang Xuan." Xiao Jing raised his hand and slowly stroked Luo Suxuan's cheek, and said in a low voice, "I'm not Lin Jing's defective product, I'm not He, I'm just Chang Xuan. What you love is Chang Xuan, not Lin Jing, right?"

If Luo Suxuan was still alive, he would definitely respond to Xiaojing loudly.

Tell Xiaojing that he doesn't love Lin Jing, he only loves Xiaojing and Chang Xuan all his life.

It's just a pity that the only person in this world who didn't love Lin Jing but only loved Chang Xuan had died.

From now on, no one can love Xiaojing like Luo Suxuan.

Xiaojing felt very tired.

I really want to hold Luo Suxuan's body and stay awake.

One person and one corpse, just hugging each other like this, lying down for another day and night in a cave that no one knows, in a desolate canyon.

When the sun rose from the east, Xiaojing slowly opened his eyes.

He can't die, at least not yet.

A Niang is pregnant, and now she is more than two months pregnant, and the child in her womb will be born in a few months.

Xiao Jing really wanted to see the child's face with his own eyes, and wanted to touch the child's little hand.

He was afraid that after his death, A Niang would be bullied.

I also feel that I should die.

Now, in the whole world, no one is against him anymore.

Although Chang Xuan's reputation in the comprehension world is not clean, he has not been ruined after all.

He was even the savior of many monks.

From now on, Xiaojing can walk under the sun again.

As long as he has the magic weapon in his hand, there is nowhere he can go up and down the sea.

Xiaojing suddenly remembered what Luo Suxuan had said to him when they first met.

At that time, Luo Suxuan was dressed in Tsing Yi, and looked like a frail scholar with a sickly pale face.

He beheaded the cultivator as soon as he made a move, and his style of acting was quite ruthless.

At that time, Luo Suxuan looked quite normal, like a Taoist priest, ringing a bell in one hand and holding a mahogany sword in the other, followed by a group of corpses, explaining to him solemnly that after death, the soul returns to the hometown, and it is really pitiful to die in a foreign land.

At that time, Luo Suxuan probably didn't think about it, and he would die in a foreign land in the future, and no one would guide him home.

Xiaojing also remembered a lot, every bit of when he was with Luo Suxuan.

Thinking of Luo Suxuan who once loved and favored him in every possible way.

The two of them took a bath together, shared the same bed at night, and hugged each other until dawn.

Thinking of the happy place, Xiao Jing couldn't help but smile slightly, and circled Luo Suxuan's chest with his right index finger.

If time can stay at that time, I don't know how good it would be.

It would be great if we could start from scratch.

Xiao Jing said in a low voice: "Luo Suxuan, let me take you home. Fallen leaves return to their roots. You can't always follow me like a walking corpse. Sooner or later, you will be buried in the ground."

Sooner or later, he will be buried in the ground.

Luo Suxuan's bones will be buried in the dark underground sooner or later, and will be crushed into a pile of bones by the soil.

It's all a matter of time.

People have to look forward when they are alive, sooner or later Xiaojing will bury Luo Suxuan with his own hands.

Xiaojing has no nostalgia for this place, neither wants to attend Lin Jinghong's funeral, nor wants to go to Daozong to show off.

Now, I just want to send Luo Suxuan back to Xifeng Mountain.

Xiaojing was eager to know what Luo Suxuan's hometown was like, and he wanted to see with his own eyes the place where Luo Suxuan was born.

Because Luo Suxuan is dead, even though his body was gouged out by Xiaojing and reformed to delay the decay of his body.

But a dead person is a dead person after all, and cannot stand the wind and the sun.

Xiao Jing had no choice but to find a carriage, and carried the coffin where Luo Suxuan's body was stored onto the carriage.

After that, he drove the carriage alone to the direction of Xifeng Mountain.

Xiao Jing knows that he has an outstanding appearance, and there are not a few monks who recognize his face in the cultivation world.

In order to prevent unnecessary trouble, Xiao Jing simply played a trick.

Let your appearance become ordinary.

Ordinary people and ordinary monks can't see his real appearance clearly at all, and only when they meet a monk with a higher level of cultivation than Xiaojing can they break through his deception.

But looking at the whole world of comprehension, there are not no monks who are more advanced than Xiaojing, but it is impossible to travel down the mountain like a young junior.

Naturally, I couldn't meet Xiaojing.

Xiao Jing drove the carriage to the west along the rugged mountain road.

I heard a lot of gossip along the way.

Originally everyone was spreading word of mouth, what happened in Linjian Villa, now that Yue Wuchen blew himself up to death, they have new things to talk about.

This has also become the most heated discussion among many people after dinner.

Some people think that Yue Wuchen, as the suzerain of the Wuji Taoist sect, actually flirts with his disciples in private.

There are also some people who think that a slap can't be made, Lin Jingxiu in the past is extremely high, and he is not a defenseless person. If Lin Jing is unwilling, how can Yue Wuchen have a chance to succeed?

While chatting, they talked about Chang Xuan again, and someone said: "Thousands of calculations have been made, but Lin Jing can come out again! He has fallen to this point! Then Chang Xuan, there is no trace of Lin Jing in the past No wonder outsiders can't recognize it!"

"That Chang Xuan is not the real Lin Jing, but just an afterimage of Lin Jing in the world, a defective product! Compared with Lin Jing, it is far behind."

"Who says no? This relationship is really messy. I heard that Yue Wuchen not only slept with Lin Jinggou|, but also did good things with Chang Xuan in private."

"When did it happen?"

"Then who knows! This kind of good thing that is done on the bed with the door closed, how do I know, I didn't hide under the bed and eavesdrop!"

In the tea shed on the side of the road, there were many passers-by sitting here and there.

Groups of three or five gathered together to drink tea and chat, and when it came to excitement, the melon seeds husks flew all over the sky.

Everyone was chatting in full swing, and even the waiter in the tea shed came up to listen.

Unaware that a carriage stopped in front of the tea shed.

A young man got out of the carriage, with a very thin figure, wearing a white robe, and a white hair band on his head, which was wrapped around his forehead and tied to his hair.

Two long hair ties fell down, randomly falling between the black and shiny hair.

This is undoubtedly the makeup of a little widow in sackcloth and mourning.

As soon as he stepped into the tea shed, he attracted everyone's attention.

Xiaojing is too lazy to care about the eyes of others, and there is no rule under the sun that you can't go out in linen and filial piety.

He went straight to an empty table and sat down.

"Guest officer, what do you want? The beef sliced ​​noodles in the small shop is a must, how about a bowl?"

"Well, then a bowl of noodles."

Xiaojing took out money from his sleeve, and patted it on the table. While waiting for the meal, the waiter in the shop offered to bring a cup of tea, and said with a smile: "Guest officer, I have to wait a while for the meal, the freshly made one is delicious." , take a sip of tea first, and wait patiently."

"Well, thank you."

Although Xiaojing's tone was light, he still thanked him very politely.

Along the way, he was eating dry food, eating and sleeping in the open, and couldn't eat enough.

The farther we went west, the more remote and desolate the place was, with few people living in it, and finally came across a tea shed beside the official road.

Xiaojing stopped to rest his feet, and let the horse eat some grass along the way.

After such a long journey, he is not tired, but the horse is tired.

"Let me tell you, even though that Luo Suxuan did many evils and was ruthless, he was really good to Chang Xuan from Nanyang Chang's family!"

"Not a bad fart! Luo Suxuan and Lin Jing are fighting each other to death! It is said that they are fighting for father's love!"

"I've also heard that Luo Suxuan and Yue Wuchen are father and son!"

"Wait, how did I hear that they are brothers?"

"It should be father and son. How old is Yue Wuchen, and how old is Luo Suxuan?"

"I heard that Yue Wuchen abandoned his wife and son and refused to care about his son's life and death. Out of guilt, he adopted Lin Jing. It is precisely because of this that Luo Suxuan hated Lin Jing so much after he grew up. Follow the trail of Lin Jing, never die!"

The guests around were talking about it, but you didn't say a word, talking loudly without shy away.

"It's just a pity that people are not as good as heaven is. Lin Jing died seven years ago. Although Chang Xuan is the afterimage of Lin Jing in the world, he is completely different from Lin Jing!"

"Who says it's not, ten... No, a hundred Chang Xuans are no match for one Lin Jing!"

"But it's also strange, Luo Suxuan didn't fall in love with Lin Jing, but instead fell in love with Chang Xuan. I heard that when they were in Nanyang, the two of them had already slept together in the same bed, inseparable, hugging each other!"

"Later, Chang Xuan and Yue Wuchen lived together! Luo Suxuan and Yue Wuchen are father and son again!"

"This relationship is so chaotic, father and son share one person! Father is not father, son is not son, it is really ridiculous to spread it!"

"But having said that, has Yue Wuchen admitted this? Luo Suxuan is really his son?"

"I didn't admit it, who would admit this kind of thing? But then again, the appearance and temperament of the two people are really different."

"In this case, Yue Wuchen deserved to blew himself up."

"I've also heard that Chang Xuan's appearance is so handsome that people will never forget it once they see it. I don't know if it's true. I really want to see it."

"Then where is Chang Xuan now?"

"Who knows! I heard that he and Luo Suxuan were married and kept festivals for him for three years. Who knows where he is now!"

Speaking of keeping the festival for three years, everyone couldn't help looking at the young man drinking tea alone in the corner of the tea shed.

"This person looks mediocre, absolutely impossible to be Chang Xuan!"

"I don't think so either. It is rumored that Chang Xuan's appearance is extremely beautiful, extremely beautiful, otherwise he wouldn't have attracted so many men to covet him."

"But this person is also quite strange. Take a look, is there a coffin in his carriage?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked over one after another, and sure enough, they saw a coffin placed in the carriage.

I also saw that although Xiaojing's appearance was not extraordinary, he was also extremely delicate, and his facial features were a little hazy, making it difficult to see clearly.

But it can still be deduced from his figure and demeanor that he should be a handsome young man.

A young man, a widow, and a coffin placed in a carriage.

This all fits the bill.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, seeing something in the eyes of the people around them.

After a long time, someone dared to say: "My lord doesn't look like a local. I don't know where he came from and where he is going?"

Xiaojing didn't want to be too ostentatious, but just wanted to take Luo Suxuan home quietly.

Hearing this, he ignored it.

It happened that the waiter in the shop brought up a large bowl of steaming beef sliced ​​noodles, and said with a smile: "Guest officer, take it easy, if you have any orders, just call the little one."

Xiaojing said "um", picked up a pair of chopsticks from the chopstick cage, picked up a noodle, and slowly swallowed it in his mouth.

He hadn't tasted food in his mouth for a long time, and he was not used to the sudden entrance of noodles.

"Little brother, what are you talking about, are you a local?!" The onlookers asked again.

Xiaojing said calmly without even raising his head: "Your words are really too much."

The implication is that if you don't want to die, shut up quickly.

He just came over to eat a bowl of noodles and drink a bowl of tea.

Don't want to be too ostentatious.

Who would have thought that those onlookers would listen to it, and would still ask questions incessantly.

Later, seeing Xiaojing was reticent, he thought, maybe a relative died in the family, so he was too sad and didn't want to talk to others.

Anyway, this young man looks very ordinary, his clothes are very clean, and his behavior is not strange. He is very different from the legendary Chang Xuan, so naturally he cannot be Chang Xuan.

Gradually he lost interest in Xiaojing, turned around and started discussing enthusiastically.

"If you want me to tell you, the Patriarch of Lin Jian Villa is really cruel, even though Chang Xuan is just the afterimage of Lin Jing in the world, a defective product that can't stand on the stage, but no matter what, it is Lin Mobai As a result, Lin Mobai tricked him back to the Lin family with the excuse of his dead mother's sacrifice!"

"After cheating and going back, I didn't treat him well. I heard that Chang Xuan was tied up that night without an overnight stay. Regardless of his resistance to the death, he forcefully pumped out his essence!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, it is said that pumping Chang Xuan's essence is to reshape the flesh and blood of his other younger brother!"

"Let's say he is selfish. Lin Mobai's favoritism towards Lin Jinghong is obvious to all in the cultivation world. Let's say he loves his brother like his life. He was able to break Lin Jing's wrist with one foot, and now he can slap Chang Xuan. Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk."

"Didn't you say that the Lin family has twins? Why is there such a big gap between Lin Mobai and his two younger brothers?"

"Then who knows, maybe Chang Xuan is so unbearable that people can't like it. After all, Lin Mobai was very good to Lin Jing at the beginning, but later, who knows."

"However, when Chang Xuan was in Linjian Villa, he rescued all the monks who were watching the execution that day." Xiao Jing suddenly raised his head and said in a deep voice, "Do good things not go out, and bad things spread thousands of miles? I only remember his evil , don't you remember him well?"

"This... I have heard about it, but who knows what it is?" The people onlookers said, "What kind of ability does a little Chang Xuan have to save such a young man from Luo Suxuan's hands?" How many monks?"

"I see, maybe they are colluding with Russell Xuan."

"Luo Suxuan is really infatuated with Chang Xuan! I heard that Luo Suxuan has been protecting Chang Xuan until his death!"

The discussion among the crowd gradually grew louder.

Xiaojing didn't say anything else, and continued to eat noodles in silence, he didn't want to be the same as ordinary people.

And he also knew that today he could kill one person and stop one person's mouth, but he couldn't kill everyone in the world and stop everyone's mouth.

If those who criticize him don't have nightmares when they sleep at night, their consciences are at ease, and they are not afraid that their lack of morality will damage the blessings of their relatives, they can continue to talk nonsense outside.

After eating the noodles, Xiaojing waved to the waiter in the shop.

The shop waiter leaned over with a smile and asked, "Guest officer, what else can I order?"

"I want to ask you about the way." Xiao Jing said, "Do you know how to get to Xifeng Mountain?"

"What? Xifeng Mountain? Guest officer, you said you are going to Xifeng Mountain???" The waiter said in shock, "Guest officer is so young, why can't he think about going to Xifeng Mountain?!"

The tea shed was originally not big, and if there was any disturbance, it would be heard.

As soon as these words came out, the people who were still discussing in full swing just now turned their heads and looked at Xiaojing with surprise on their faces.

"What's the matter, why can't we go to Xifeng Mountain?" Xiaojing asked in a low voice.

"Guest officer, you must be an outsider, right? I'm afraid I don't know, that Xifeng Mountain is not clean!" The shop waiter said in a low voice with a dignified expression, "There is a lot of evil there, and no one dares to approach it normally. , Guest officer, who did you offend? To be tricked into going to Xifeng Mountain?"

Xiao Jing didn't know that Xifengshan was actually troubled by evil spirits, but he was a cultivator himself, so naturally he was not afraid of evil spirits.

"Send a friend home to rest in peace."

"So that's the case, but I still have to advise the guest officer, it's best not to go to Xifeng Mountain, it's really dirty there!" said the waiter.

Xiao Jing asked: "How is it not clean, you can explain it in detail."

It happened that there were no pedestrians on the road at the moment, and the waiter in the shop was also at leisure, so he simply sat down and chatted with Xiaojing, and the rest of the onlookers also gathered over.

"This matter has to be talked about seven years ago. It is said that seven years ago, some woodcutters who went up the mountain to cut firewood accidentally heard a loud bang from the mountain. The thunder continued for a long time before it gradually subsided. The woodcutters thought that there were some ghosts in the mountains who had escaped the robbery, and fled back home overnight.

Talking about this matter with family members, the local people did not dare to go up the mountain when they heard that there were spirits and monsters in the mountain.But since then, strange sounds can often be heard from the mountains.Gradually, no one dared to go to Xifeng Mountain.

Just a month ago, the old woodcutter at the foot of the mountain took his only daughter Cuicui up the mountain, but he didn't return home until dark.

Although the local people were afraid, they went to the mountain together to search for it. At the bottom of the hillside, they found the old woodcutter who was unconscious and had a broken leg.

The villagers brought the old woodcutter over and invited the nearby mages to do the practice, but when the old woodcutter woke up, he went crazy, talking nonsense, shouting, Cui Cui, Cui Cui, hurry up run. "

The waiter said mysteriously, the surroundings were extremely quiet, and no one interrupted.

"The sorcerer had the old woodcutter tied up, poured black dog blood on his body, and performed rituals for a day and a night. He said that the old woodcutter was scared away, and that Xifeng Mountain was not clean. , to do it in the mountains, and collected a lot of money from the local people!"

"But once the mage left, he never came back!"

"Cui Cuiniang washes her face with tears every day at home, hoping that her daughter will come home soon!"

"The local people said that it was the evil spirits in the mountains who fell in love with Cuicui, so they kept her as his wife!"

After hearing this, Xiao Jing's expression was very calm, but he didn't quite believe that some evil spirit forced a mortal woman to be his wife.

I also have some doubts about the sorcerer that the waiter said.

It stands to reason that most people who practice the Tao are indifferent to fame and wealth, and they do good deeds, so naturally they don't take any money.

Most of the mages who collect a lot of money from the people are charlatans who are swindling and deceiving, and I am afraid they are not even considered evil.

Xiaojing didn't expose the mage's true face right away, after listening, he said lightly: "In this case, I should go to Xifeng Mountain to find out."

"What's the matter, little brother, do you think your life is too long?" A commoner said, "The corpse in the carriage, who the hell are you? You can't be resurrected after death, little brother, think about it, don't do stupid things! "

"That is to say, little brother, people cannot be resurrected after death. You are young, so don't be too hard on yourself. You have to look forward when you are alive. There are any obstacles that you can't get over!"

The people around mistakenly thought that Xiaojing was out of his mind and wanted to find his own death, so they persuaded him from the sidelines.

Xiao Jing said: "I also know a little bit of Taoism, maybe I can understand the evil you are talking about for a while."

"just you?"

The people around looked him up and down, some couldn't believe it.

In their eyes, those who practice Taoism are all hugged and dressed in fine clothes.

Even a casual cultivator must at least wear cassocks, instead of wearing sackcloth and filial piety like Xiaojing, and pulling a coffin with a carriage.

No matter how you look at it from the beginning to the end, you don't look like a cultivator.

"The little brother looks quite young, I don't know what school he is from?"

Xiaojing: "Self-taught, self-taught without a teacher."

Everyone: "..."

"Guest, listen to my advice. After eating this bowl of noodles, don't go to Xifeng Mountain. There is a shortage of everything in the area, but there is no shortage of Gushan, and there is no government jurisdiction. As long as you don't set fire to the mountain, you want to be here. You can do whatever you want in the mountains!" the shop clerk persuaded again.

Xiaojing didn't give any further explanation, but just asked the waiter where Xifengshan should go.

The waiter in the shop dodged his eyes, pointed in a random direction and said, "Just go there."

Xiaojing nodded his thanks, then got up and drove his horse, deliberately going in the opposite direction.

Seeing him, the waiter in the shop patted his thigh and said angrily: "It's over, it's over, I'm so smart! I thought the guest officer wanted to go to Xifeng Mountain, so I pointed him to the wrong way! Who ever thought he was thin-skinned, sorry Speaking of which, isn’t this the way to go to Xifeng Mountain?”

Xiao Jing drove the carriage, and soon left the tea shed far away.

The further you go, the more rugged and difficult the mountain road becomes, and the more desolate the surrounding area becomes.

Before nightfall, Xiaojing finally found a village.

The village occupies a small area and is gathered at the foot of the mountain. When the people in the village saw a stranger coming here, they all came out holding torches to question them.

Xiaojing only said that he was sending people back to return to their roots.

After hearing this, the villagers asked him the name of the person in the coffin.

Xiao Jing said his surname Luo, but didn't mention his name, for fear that the people in the village would know Luo Suxuan's notoriety.

Unexpectedly, those common people said: "Impossible, there is no one named Luo in our village!"

Xiaojing said: "Then may I ask, is this Xifeng Mountain?"

"It's Xifeng Mountain, just the top of the mountain over there, but most of the village's surname is Yang, and there are also people surnamed Liu, but there is no one surnamed Luo. Did my little brother make a mistake?"

Xiao Jing shook his head and said, "It's not a mistake, what I'm looking for is Xifeng Mountain, I can't be wrong."