Everyone owes me a favor

Who would have thought, Han Jing looked straight into his eyes and replied, "That's not important."

Feng Ruyu: "What's important?"

Han Jing said lowly and indifferently: "The law of heaven is balanced, and light and shadow coexist."

When he said this, he didn't have any special expression.

No fanaticism, no admiration.

It seems that the way of heaven is not that important.

In other words, it seems that everything in the world is equal in his heart, so it seems unimportant.

In order to avoid the eyes and ears of the disciples, Feng Rugu grabbed Han Jing's wrist and dragged Han Jing into Yu Sheng Palace.

After all, Feng Rugu had been resting in "Still Waters Flowing Deep" for ten years, and his physical strength was exhausted, and there was still a deficiency.

Just now he used his spiritual power to hold Ru, who was taller than him, for the whole journey. In addition, his emotions were surging and he couldn't hold on to himself. Feng Ruyuan's chest heaved violently, and he couldn't say a word for a while, as if he was extremely tired.

Han Jing didn't struggle, but clasped his wrist with his backhand, held it in his palm, and tapped his pulse lightly with his fingertips.

...He was adjusting Feng Ruyuan's breathing in this way.

Tender, caring.

When Feng Rugu breathed a sigh of relief and looked at his wrist held by him, Han Jing was also slightly startled.

He didn't know why he did this, as if this was what he, as an older brother, should do in reason.

...but it doesn't make sense.

Because their identities are very different now.

One master, one servant.

One victim, one sinner.

So, he let go of Feng Rugu, his palms slowly dropped along his side, and Feng Rugu was still holding onto his collar tightly.

Feng Ruyu's voice became slightly hoarse.

He still had the same question: "...why?"

Han Jing said quietly: "The way of heaven should be like this. Light needs shadows, light and shadow are born together, and yin and yang complement each other. This is the way of heaven. The Tao refuses to meditate, and fights frequently, mostly because of greed. Where does greed come from?—— The way of magic is weakened. In the way of heaven, light and shadow have always coexisted. If there is no shadow outside, the shadow will be born within itself. Once the natural enemy is lost, snakes, insects, rats and ants will all breed, what's the matter with humans?"

——Han Jing gave his answer, not the answer Feng Ruyuan wanted.

Feng Ruyuan's hands began to shake again.

To him, Han Jing has a different meaning from senior brother.

He can act like a baby in front of his senior brother, but in his mind, he prefers to regard his senior brother as someone who needs his protection.

And Han Jing is the real elder brother.

During the time we spent together in that "legacy", he was once Feng Ru's sustenance, a strong and steady support like the earth.

He wept, he was gentle, and he never lost his temper with anyone, but he always stood behind everyone, mediating the many contradictions in the process of fleeing, and unraveling the knots that made people burnt out.

And like that, he turned into the current cold appearance.

Feng Rugu tried his best to maintain calm, and asked softly: "...Sixteen lives, plus Hai Jing, plus the balance of heaven in exchange for the people you killed later? How are they guilty?"

Han Jing said calmly, "Because of innocence, it is fair."

"If you let this go on like this, sooner or later the Taoist gate will be eroded by moths. At that time, the demons will become powerful and fall in love with each other, and they will kill more than these few people. Therefore, there is no need to distinguish between good and evil when killing people. No matter whether the dead victim is good or evil, innocent or innocent."

Han Jingwei raised her eyes, her eyes were sober and calm: "Now, the Daoist sect has been hit, and the largest and most complete sect of the Demonic Dao is under your personal appointment. It won't get worse."

"It's just... I underestimated you." At this point, Han Jing seriously reflected on his mistakes, "I really should trust you more."

Feng Rugu gritted his teeth and forced himself to think clearly: "Brother Han, since you are still alive, why don't you go back to the teacher's school? Mr. Zhiyue has been looking for you..."

Hearing the name of "Zhiyue Jun", Han Jing rubbed his chest with one hand, with the usual expression: "He can't find it for a long time. Master has already been sanctified, and he repeatedly entered the 'Remaining World' to find me. It won't take long to mobilize his skills." , I will ascend to immortality and go away."

Feng Ruyuan was silent for a moment: "...do you know that he is looking for you?"

"Yes, I know."

"You could have come to me. Why didn't you go back to Danyang and explain your thoughts to me? I might listen to what you said."

"I can't go back." Han Jing said, "I am no longer the person in charge that the teacher needs. Also, I don't go to you because it doesn't make sense: after observing, I think that you have become a demon Being harmed by the evil way and accepting the Seven Flower Seal, I will no longer be willing to join the evil way."

"Brother Han..."

"Don't call me Brother Han." Han Jing calmly took the red gauze from Feng Rugu's hand and tied it on his face, "My surname is not Han. My name is Shi Shujing, and I'm not from Danyang Peak. Sect Master, don't call me wrong." gone."

His seemingly ordinary emphasis made Feng Ruzhi close his eyes.

The ending... really, as he thought?

Han Jing's eyes were as cold as ice, but also like torches.

He saw clearly Feng Rugu's wavering for a moment, and guessed what was on his mind.

Han Jing asked: "As before, did you find out?"

Feng remained silent.

He would rather his speculation be wrong.

"Do you find it strange? I clearly agree with the way of life of the Unworldly Clan, but I just want Lin Xuejing to give way to you, so why should I bring my own troubles to the Unworldly Clan? But killing someone behind your back will push you into the door; I have entered the door of the unworldly, but it has added a layer of burden."

Feng Ruyuan slightly let go of his fingers gripping his front.

He knew that there was nothing he could do to stop it.

Therefore, he no longer imprisoned Han Jing, allowing Han Jing to kneel down.

At the same time, he gave the answer in Han Jing's mind: "Because... I need Liwei after I get started."

"The timing of your return was chosen very well." Han Jing knelt down on her knees, looked up at Feng Rugu, and took his words, "You solved the danger of extinction for the Bushimen. But it's not enough. First, you Outside the Fushimen, he has established his prestige in front of everyone in the Taoist sect, but he has not established his prestige inside the sect; secondly, the Daomen still needs the life of the swordsman of Tang, to solve this matter, the Unshimenmen can be completely safe."

Feng Ruyu stopped talking.

Han Jing: "These two problems can be solved together as one problem."

"You just came here, and you became No. 1 in the Unworldly Sect as the Yunzhongjun of the Daoist Sect. There will always be people who will not accept it."

"However, you only need to clarify the facts, act swiftly and resolutely, and kill a person who has some status in the unshielded sect, but brings disasters to the unshielded sect and almost destroys the foundation of the unshielded sect, and you are enough to gain a firm foothold in the sect."

Feng Rugu: "...Okay, don't say any more."

Han Jing turned a deaf ear and continued: "In the past ten years, I have not had a single friend or relative in the Bushi family. The one who is a little closer is thirty-four. He will not turn against you because of this. I have no worries, you don't have any worries. Don't worry."

Feng Rugu: "...don't say any more."

Han Jing knelt down on the ground, looked up at Feng Rugu, and said in a calm tone, "Killing me is the last thing I can do for you."

Feng Ruyu: "..."

"So, I said, you don't need to know the reason why I became like this. Reasonable, I, the Tang swordsman who is the chief culprit, must die."

After saying that, Han Jing looked straight at Feng Rugu calmly, softened his tone, and said, "Please kill me, the head of the sect, to prove the truth."

Feng Rugu tilted his head to calm down for a moment, then abruptly turned his gaze back, and asked, "What about senior brother?"

Han Jing paused obviously, "...what?"

Feng Rugu asked him, "What does 'Shi Shujing' mean?"

Han Jing: "It's just a name."

Feng Rugu: "You know clearly..."

Han Jing interrupted him: "It's just a name."

Speaking of this, a gap of confusion appeared in Han Jingjian's cold as ice eyes, as if Chu Yang had tried his best to open a clear path in the dense fog.

However, it was only for a moment.

The ice in Han Jing's eyes froze again.

He put his hand on his heart and pressed down hard.

Feng Ruyuan looked into his eyes.

Han Jing's eyes were not caused by enchantment, they were the blue of the blue sky and the sky, so blue that it was somewhat frighteningly hollow.

After staring for a long time, Feng Rugu seemed to have thought of something, lowered his head, blinked his eyes a few times very quickly, turned around and brushed his sleeves, and said coldly, "Shi Shujing, the protector of the Bushimen sect."

Han Jing lowered her head willingly, waiting for the punishment: "Yes."

Feng Ruyu: "Is there anything you want to do?"

Han Jing looked up in surprise.

... This seems to be different from the penalty he imagined.

Feng Rugu didn't turn his head back, and didn't even look at him extraneously: "I'll give you time to do it....Before I find out that you are a Tang swordsman."

Han Jing was thinking, but did not give an answer immediately.

Feng Rugu asked him: "Three days, is it enough?"

Han Jing wanted to say that he didn't need it.

He can stay in his residence in the mountains until the head of the sect personally investigates "Lingxi" and arrests him logically.

However, he raised his hand to stroke his chest again, and suddenly changed his mind.

This was the last three days of Han Jing's life, and he did have something to do.

He said, "...enough."

At the end of the afternoon, Feng Rugu was dressed in brocade clothes and met all the demons in front of Fujian Hall.

This is not a real enthronement ceremony, after all, in the minds of these people, the crisis of the Unworld Sect has not been resolved, and they have no intention of holding the ceremony of the return of the sect master.

But only Feng Ruyuan knew that everything had already been settled, so he wouldn't pick and choose anything when people's hearts were fluctuating.

He knew how to dislike people, and of course he knew how to win people's hearts.

Feng Rugu has been controlling the Unworldly Clan remotely, and he knows everything in the Clan well, so the arrangements for comforting the injured Clan members are well-organized and calm, which can be regarded as peace of mind for the time being.

Everyone unanimously asked the new sect master to take charge of the overall situation, and quickly count the "consonances" in the unshielded sect, so that the unshielded sect can be innocent.

Discussion was very time-consuming, and in the evening, Feng Rugu returned to Yu Sheng Hall under the not-so-sincere stars.

Closing the door of the hall, Feng Rugu breathed out a turbid breath, he shut out many emotions and did not bring them in.

It wasn't until the slender silver chain on the bed rail made a small sound that Feng Rugu turned around. He took off his outer cover and only wore a snow-white platinum monk robe. He walked to the bed in two steps, rolled onto the bed, and hugged him He buried his face on his shoulders and said with a smile, "Ma'am, I'm back."

One afternoon, being very bored, he had already taken off and put on the pair of thin silver chains, and when he heard the sound of his adoptive father coming back, he immediately put the chains back on.

After doing all this, he himself felt funny.

People in their twenties are still nervous about this.

However, now that his wrists are bound, he has no way to hide, so he has to be hugged from behind by Feng Ruyi.

Ru Yi drooped his brows and eyes, his ears were swollen red, but his naturally indifferent expression combined with the slightly dim light and the posture of his arms bound made him seem to bear the humiliation: "... foster father. "

Feng Rugu liked to see him like this, so he turned him around and forced him to face himself.

Under the light, the red lotus on half of his body bloomed strangely and gorgeously, hidden under the holy lotus pattern, it was unspeakably glamorous.

"I'm very tired." After being possessed by the devil, Feng Ruyuan's already tricky thoughts increased a bit, and he whispered to him, "...but there is only one bed here."

Ruyi avoids his gaze: "I can sleep on the ground."

Feng Ruyuan put his arms around his waist and deliberately teased him: "No way. The foster father doesn't allow it."

Ruyi's voice was indifference under extreme restraint: "Father, don't mess around..."

But when Feng Ruyuan's hand rubbed against his waist, he subtly clenched his lips, and swallowed the "hmm" alive, not daring to say any sloppy sounds.

"So what about messing around? Punishment?" Feng Rugu bit his ear, grinning, really like a gangster in a cottage, "How about punishing the person I like for sleeping a hundred times?"