On the Correct Posture of Probation of the Villain

Xu Nian and Chu Heng chatted for a while, when the sound of pattering rain came from outside the window, it was not loud at first, and then gradually became denser——

In Qingzhou Fengya Building, at this moment, Qingzhou City is not like Penglai, it has already rained, but dark clouds are densely covered, the wind is blowing everywhere, a scene of a storm is about to come.

As for Fengya Building, Mrs. Fengya closed the business as early as three days ago. Today, she sat firmly on the high platform in the lobby on the first floor, and the girls in the building gave them money to send them to find another way of life.Those girls who entered the Qi refining stage and were destined to be immortals also asked them to take posts and found an excuse to send them to the inland to visit some seniors.

Now in the five-storey Fengya building, there is no one except herself, the whole building is empty, dozens of candles in the hall on the first floor are dimly flickering, Mrs. Fengya sits in this flickering light.

After a few breaths, a person slowly walked out of the dark place where no one seemed to be. He raised his head, his face was full of ravines, his hair was gray, his body was bent, he looked at Mrs. Feng Ya, his eyelids just lifted, and he said slowly: "It's been a long time. No, when Yun Yi accepted you as his apprentice, I remember that you were not as high as the dining table."

After a pause, he showed a loving smile: "In the blink of an eye, Jun Wan has grown up so much."

Mrs. Feng Ya stroked her temples without getting up, and looked at the old man coldly: "It seems that my uncle has not only failed to improve his cultivation base, but also his mind has become more and more confused with the passage of time. It is not a blink of an eye. ..."

Mrs. Feng Ya smiled almost desolately: "This is, 200 years have passed."

"I stay in this Fengya building every day, just to conclude that the perpetrator will be found again." Mrs. Fengya stood up, raised her hands, white practiced like two sharp swords, and rushed towards the old man , "But I didn't expect that the mastermind behind the scenes really came from Penglai!"

The old man waved his hand, but didn't hide. The two white strikes struck him, but when they were about to touch him, they seemed to have encountered some obstacles, and they froze in mid-air, unable to take another step forward.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" The old man took a step forward, revealing his whole body. He was very old. He didn't look like a cultivator, but like a mortal who was about to die of old age.

He swept his eyes over Mrs. Feng Ya, and saw that she looked like a young woman without looking old, her drooping eyelids covered the maliciousness in her eyes, and her tone was gentle: "I just left the customs recently, and I happened to remember that when Yun Yi was still there, I was with you." He came to pay homage to Yun Yi about the past of playing chess with his son, how did you become the mastermind behind the scenes when it came to your mouth?"

Mrs. Feng Ya frowned, and looked at the old man with some uncertainty. Since two days ago, she had noticed a slight breath, containing a cold blood. Reminds her instantly of that time.

But the old man really didn't have that aura. Mrs. Feng Ya got up and walked forward slowly a few steps. The old man smiled kindly at her and said, "Good boy, what's the point of you staying here alone? I'm here to pick you up." You went back to Penglai, your master was born in Penglai and grew up in Penglai, so he definitely hoped that you could also go to Penglai to cultivate immortals."

"It seems that I have misunderstood Master." Mrs. Feng Ya lowered her eyes and replied insincerely. As she got closer, she could smell the old man's almost rotten smell more and more clearly.

Although it wasn't the blood-soaked chill back then, it still made people suspicious.

"Take me to meet your master." The old man nodded, "It's been so many years, let me also pay homage to my old partner."

Mrs. Feng Ya nodded, she was not close to him, but a few feet away, she led him to the backyard.

After leaving the building, the evening wind outside was getting stronger and stronger, but the clothes of the two of them were completely motionless, and they were not affected by external forces.

He walked past the neatly trimmed lush grass and trees, and when he stopped, there was a lot of barren grass here, and three tombstones stood alone. The old man stepped forward, looked at Cen Yunyi's tombstone for a long time, and didn't speak.

After a while, he suddenly let out a long sigh: "When I saw your master buried here, I couldn't help but feel sad. I don't know when I will be lying under the loess."

Mrs. Feng Ya's wariness has only been relieved for the most part, the old man's sigh is not fake, and the sadness in it seems to be overflowing.

The old man turned his back to her and asked again: "You have stayed here for many years alone. I heard people say that it is to keep an agreement. Now that the old man is gone, how many years are you going to stay here? This time, you will stay with me." Go back to Penglai."

"I grew up in Fengya Building, and I have never been to Penglai." Mrs. Fengya replied, "Master Wan is kind, and Jun Jun appreciates it, but Master and Mistress are here. Firstly, we always need a grave sweeper every year. Secondly, At my age, I have no intention of leaving again.”

After she said this, there was a moment of silence, and she suddenly asked her: "What words did your master leave you for you to obey? What made you so serious about righteousness? But you are a girl who suffers, and inexplicably puts away a beautiful youth. They all stayed in this building."

Mrs. Feng Ya was silent for a while, and suddenly realized that the old man was going around for the content of this so-called "promise".

She rolled up her sleeves silently, and replied calmly: "It's not an agreement, but it's just that Master said before he was alive that he doesn't like to run around when he's old, and his wife is not in good health and it's not suitable for walking around. Fortunately, guarding this building can also be used as a stronghold in Penglai, and it will be of some use to attract people to Penglai."

"I just think that Ah Cheng and I are still young, so we don't want to stay here. I guess we have to go out for a bit. So I told us that I only hope that we two children can remember Hui Fengya when they are tired from running." Lou, I remember there are two old people in Fengya Building waiting for the wanderers to return."

At this moment, Mrs. Feng Ya showed another sarcastic smile: "Continue to be a guide for Penglai, which can be regarded as repaying the teacher, and repaying some of the teacher's kindness for raising him up for the master."

The old man turned around and didn't look at her, his voice became a little cold: "Then you are really stupid, what's the point of staying here for the rest of your life, the people who said this have been buried in the ground, you still have to Are you keeping such an agreement that cannot be regarded as an agreement? Wan Jun, you should know what I am going to ask, didn't your master tell you where the Eastern Sea Zhuxian killing array is located?"

"I really don't know what the East China Sea Zhuxian killing array is."

Mrs. Feng Ya stretched out a pair of plain white hands from her sleeves, facing the old man's back: "But just because of this thing, are you going to destroy my Feng Ya Lou Man Sect and kill the junior brother who grew up with you?"

After she finished speaking, she stopped hesitating and flew out, but still didn't touch the old man's clothes, and froze in mid-air. The old man turned around and walked towards her, with his eyelids raised, looking at her with jealousy. She: "It seems that Yun Yi really didn't tell you the location of Zhu Xian's killing array."

Mrs. Feng Ya didn't look at him, she lowered her head slowly, a sword passed through her belly, the tip of the sword was exposed, and the blood on it was dripping down.

The man behind him withdrew his sword again, and the surging sword energy from the sword rushed to the meridians all over her body along the wound in her abdomen. Her meridians were cut off in an instant, and Immortal Da Luo might not be able to save her if she came.

Bai Lian, who was frozen in mid-air, fell to the ground, Mrs. Feng Ya slowly fell to the ground, looking up, she saw a person wearing a Taoist robe with a blue border and retracting his sword.

The old man "Jie Jie" laughed strangely: "I still have 200 years of life but don't cherish it, why don't you give it to me and wait here like a fool to die hahahaha!"

Mrs. Feng Ya opened her eyes, wanting to see who the person in the Taoist robe was, but her vision became more and more blurred, and her mind began to become muddled. Gradually, she could not see clearly the scene and objects in front of her, but the scene returned to long time ago.

In the picture, the wife said to the master: "It's not that we don't have money, so we took her in. Ah Cheng also had an older sister who grew up with him. It's inevitable that a person will be lonely when he grows up."

The master said to her: "Calm down and calm down! Don't be impetuous! You have to lay a good foundation while you are young, Wanjun, you are different from Ah Cheng. Ah Cheng has been a mortal all his life, and you want to cultivate for a long life."

"Cultivate longevity, cultivate longevity, what is there to cultivate."

A seven or eight-year-old girl hid in the grass and wiped her tears. A boy came up to her and said to her, "Sister, don't cry. If you don't want to cultivate immortality, I'll tell my father that I don't want my sister to cultivate."

The picture suddenly turned fast, and then came into view, a girl of seventeen or eighteen was sitting in the gazebo, bowing her head and sewing a thread, and a handsome 15-year-old boy sat in front of her and complained: "I have never been out of the city gate of Qingzhou in Dalian when I grow up. What's the point of being stuck here forever."

But she saw that the girl called the young boy over and gestured at him with the clothes she had sewn. The young boy blushed and said in a low voice, "But if my sister is here all the time, then I will stay here forever." .”

When the dream was endless, the boy in the arms of the girl was covered in blood, and silently called out... Sister.

That night, apart from her master, the other six elders from Penglai came together, but no one could tell who killed the three members of Cen Yunyi's family and 27 servants in Fengya Building.

It's funny to say that the master and his wife were always worried that she and Ah Cheng would be too young and would not come back once they went out, but now they are back, but the people waiting for her are gone.

You two children, if you want to go out and travel around, remember that home is here when you are tired, don't let the two of us wait until you return.

I cultivated immortality for half my life, was born in Penglai and grew up in Penglai, but in the end I abandoned all my cultivation and stayed in this Fengya building as a mortal.The teacher has no other requirements for you, except that if you don't want to travel around after death, you can go back to Fengya Building and continue to be the guide of Penglai.

elder sister……

Mrs. Feng Ya opened her eyes, the words of master and wife were far away, only the voice of sister was still in her ears, she moved the corners of her mouth, as if she wanted to laugh, but in the end, a teardrop slipped from the corner of her eyes.

Chong Mingyuan looked old, and when he saw that she was completely dead, he laughed strangely several times: "If you are so talented and have a lifespan of more than 200 years, wouldn't it mean that if you die, you will die!"

The man in Taoist robe bent down and stretched out his hands to gently close Mrs. Feng Ya's open eyes.

At this time, in Qingzhou City, under the sound of howling wind, the dense dark clouds finally began to drop the first drop of rain, and then the sound of the rain became louder, and a torrential rain began.

Penglai Main Island——

Brothers Xu Nian and Chu Heng stood by the window and opened the window. Xu Nian reached out to catch a few drops of rainwater, and suddenly said, "Brother, do you want to visit Mrs. Feng Ya again when we go back?"

Chu Heng thought for a while: "Let's go one more time. When we left, we didn't even have a formal farewell."

"The main reason is that we collected other people's clothes." Xu Nian withdrew his hand, and the rain was a little cold. He said to Chu Heng, "Brother, you don't have a sister. Mrs. Feng Ya looks at us both like Zhao Wu looked at me back then. She It probably thinks who we are."

She should have had such a big and handsome brother when she was young.