Apprentice, he, he, he is OOC again

The moonlight is still bright and clear, but at this moment the hazy moonlight seems to be a bit cold

Silently watching the disappearance of the Ten Brocades, Mo Yun tightly clenched the Yao Pill in his hand. The Yao Pill still carried the warmth of the human body, and Mo Yun felt a little hot in the palm of his hand.

Although Lu Xiao acted in a big way, he could still see the close relationship between Shijin and Mo Yun. He patted the dust that didn't exist on his clothes, and pulled away Yuxi who was still complaining about Shijin.

"Take those remnant souls away, and help them turn their bodies out."

Yuxi didn't have time to think, so she hurriedly decided to let the spirit lock array follow her.

The spirit lock array moved, and the wandering souls inside moved along with it, and all the souls swaggered past Mo Yun, which was really spectacular.

Mo Yun still stood where he was, his mood was in a mess, he couldn't make sense of it, he couldn't forget it.

Fans everywhere reminded him of what happened here, what he experienced, and what he learned tonight.

He learned that his father was a hearty demon cultivator, his mother was a gentle beauty, and there was also a little peach blossom demon who had taken care of him.

However, her parents had already passed away, and even the Peach Blossom Demon died tonight.

What kind of expression should he face all this, the joy of completing the experience, the sadness of learning the truth, or the despair of losing the last person related to his parents in the world?

After thinking about it, he seemed to be at a loss in his heart, and even his expression was blank, like a white rabbit lost in the forest.

The demon pill in the palm gradually became cold, and it was no longer hot when held in the hand, as if it had grabbed a piece of charcoal with sparks, and before it was completely burned, it gradually became indifferent and hard because of the isolation of the air.

It seemed like he hadn't felt like this for a long time.

The last time, it seemed to be in the previous life, after discovering Master's disgust towards me...

No, that's not the feeling.

It was a feeling of sudden enlightenment, a kind of "so it is" understanding.

Then, a little further, it should be a period of time guarding in front of his parents' grave. He longed for his parents to get up from the mound and take him home, but there were only two cold people who came to deliver food every day. .

The food delivered was cold and hard, and always had a strange smell, but he still ate nothing left, as if someone had said that as long as he ate obediently, he would not be left behind.

Who said it, it seems to be a man, but it doesn't matter anymore.

After all, he was discarded and thrown in front of two graves...

Yes, those who lost their loved ones... afraid?

Is Shi Jin a close relative?

People's hearts are too complicated, and the young man didn't even understand the meaning of his "sister".

He thought it was the fulfillment of Shijin's wish, but he didn't expect that subconsciously, it was her approval and his own salvation.

Ye Wuchen continued to poke at the enchantment in front of him, and ripples spread layer by layer covered with moon-white brilliance. Mo Yun was in front of him, with his back to him, and his little head didn't know what he was thinking. The hand hanging by his side squeezed more and more. tighter.

Ye Wuchen couldn't empathize with this kind of thing, he was also an orphan, never met his parents, and had no other relatives.

Maybe someone came to adopt him, and he would be very happy, but if his biological parents came, he would question why they left him for so many years.

Mo Yun's situation is different, his parents love him very much, they really had no choice but to abandon him, and there is also a peach blossom demon who treats him very well, so he can be counted as his elder sister.

A heavy love suddenly pressed on the boy who had never been loved before, and suddenly withdrew it, no longer existed, lost and flustered, dazed and angry.

Ye Wuchen intends that the adults will ignore the villains - the young man already knew that this love would be taken back, so he must not make Ye Wuchen suspicious of him because of this sudden love, so he just refused to admit it.

Father, like son.

Ye Wuchen thought he could see clearly, but he still misunderstood the sincerity of the young man.

"Yuner."

"...Master."

Mo Yun was stunned for a moment before turning around and looking back, his usually dark eyes were filled with tears, but he stubbornly refused to let them fall.

Seeing Ye Wuchen's slender fingers poking at the barrier, he hurriedly said, "Yes, I'm sorry, Master!"

In a panic, the demon pill fell to the ground, covered with bright white moonlight.

Mo Yun pinched his hands in a panic, untied the barrier, and picked up the demon pill hesitantly, and handed it to Ye Wuchen with a little tenderness.

"Master."

"Take it yourself."

Ye Wuchen patted the dust on his body, and waved his hand indifferently.

"But……"

"The demon core is the source of life of a monster. If you take good care of it, you may be able to re-grow a demon spirit."

Ye Wuchen looked down at his nails, with an outline in his mind.

So it is good to write a more detailed outline.

Mo Yun hesitated for a while, then bowed to him: "Thank you, Master."

Then he handed the demon pill to Ye Wuchen, with a serious face on his face: "This disciple's cultivation level is still low, so please keep it with Master."

The boy's fingers were fair and round, with a little baby fat, and he held a demon pill, which made him look more white, tender and lovely.

Ye Wuchen pursed his lips, and sighed vaguely, the demon pill can build demons and cultivate cultivation, is this child trying to dispel his doubts?

He supported Mo Yun's outstretched hand, slowly squeezed his hand into a fist, and said lightly: "You have also seen my situation, my cultivation is sometimes strong and sometimes weak, and sometimes it is not as good as you, so keep it for yourself .”

Then slowly turn around and follow the way you came to the ancient pagoda.

Mo Yun withdrew his hand, looked at the back of the man in front of him, put the demon pill into the Liuyun ring, and his depressed mood improved a little.

Master really believed him.

Quickly followed Ye Wuchen, walked around him casually, and stared at his injured hand.

Sensing his fiery gaze, Ye Wuchen stopped and spread his hands, the red marks disappeared, and the cold white palm returned to its original state.

Look, it's not poisonous.

Master handed over the wound to himself for examination, Mo Yun was a little flattered, but didn't know what to say, he could only say dryly: "The medicine given by Master is really effective."

The speaker has no intention, the listener has the heart.

Ye Wuchen was even more sure of the conjecture in his heart, this kid came here to test the poison with himself!

Walking on the moon, through the woods, came to the seven-story ancient pagoda.

The paper dolls are missing, there may be a huge courtyard with colorful lanterns on it.

Walking directly into the ancient pagoda, starting from the first floor, the beauties guarding the door of the compartments all turned into dust and fell to the ground into piles.

The doors of several rooms were opened, and there was no one in there, leaving a pile of household debris, presumably frightened by the beauty turned into dust.

There was a noise from upstairs, and several youths in indecent clothes ran down in panic.

Ye Wuchen stopped them with quick eyes and hands, with a gentle and harmless face: "Brothers, why are you so anxious about what happened?"

Taking a closer look, the young people's faces were pale, and their expressions were disgusting as if they had stolen a fly.

One of them, who was better dressed than the rest, stroked the wall, and said in a weak tone, "Oh, I was called up by them, saying that all the beauties here turned into powder, it's terrifying!"

Another person with sweat on his face and a trembling body picked up the words: "I, I saw it with my own eyes, a big living person disappeared with just one brush!"

Seeing that they were really scared, Ye Wuchen didn't do much to keep them, and let them go.

Seeing that they were far away, Mo Yun asked suspiciously: "Master, women are not the only ones who come to make wishes. Why did Shijin... the girl turn them all into women?"

Ye Wuchen ignored his sudden stuttering, and explained: "Monsters always recognize people by their souls, and they don't see any distinction between men and women. It's just that they stay in the mortal world for a long time before they know the difference between men and women."

"Besides, the illusion is based on their preferences."

For some reason, Mo Yun suddenly thought of Lian Li's marriage to a mortal woman. He was a little curious, "Master, the former Lian Li was a human being, so she should have known this, why did she insist on marrying a woman?"

Ye Wuchen was stuck, he didn't know what was going on in the heads of those monsters, so he could only answer half-perfunctory, half-seriously and with a guilty conscience: "Everyone has different preferences..."

Mo Yun seemed to understand, and nodded solemnly, "Thank you, Master, for clarifying the confusion."

According to personal preferences, a woman can marry a woman, and a man should be able to do the same.

Write it down first, maybe you will encounter such a situation in the future.

Ye Wuchen always felt that something was a little strange, but he still pretended to be profound and accepted his thanks.

The next thing is very easy, as long as the eyes of the formation are broken, and those wandering souls return to their bodies.

All these were taken care of by Lu Xiao's master and apprentice. Ye Wuchen asked Mo Yun to observe carefully, so he rested aside, enjoying himself.

After the other three finished these things, it was dawn, and Ye Wuchen changed into the clothes of the elder of the Immortal Sword Sect, and leaned wearily at the door of the village chief's house.

Slender fingers tapped on the door door, making a moderate sound.

The sunrise in the east is supposed to be the time for working, but the villagers sleep leisurely until the sun rises and do not do any farming work.

They are probably dreaming about what breakfast will be like today.

The place where the village chief lives is extremely simple, that is, the yard is twice as big as the yards of other villagers, and there is a monument of merit and virtue erected in front of the door, which records the glorious deeds of how he put down his dignity and "retained" the goddess.

Every word weeps blood, every sentence pokes the heart, and the literary talent is brilliant, and the character of the village chief is described as glorious, tall, and majestic.

shameless.

Ye Wuchen cursed in his heart.

The orange light shone obliquely on Ye Wuchen's white boots. He retracted his feet into the shadow, stretched himself, and knocked on the village chief's door himself.

After knocking on the connection three or four times, someone inside answered with a strong nasal voice.

"Who?"

"At the Lower Immortal Sword Gate, Ye Wuchen."

The name Ye Wuchen can be said to be well-known far and wide. He killed a group of demons by himself as a cultivator. He has an elegant and noble personality.

People regard him as a noble snow lotus in the Immortal Sword Gate, they only dare to discuss his bravery and martial arts in private, and never dare to expect to meet him once.

There was a commotion in the house, Ye Wuchen stood outside the door and heard a few curses.

"Stinky bitch, open it for me!"

"Sleeping! Sleeping!"

The wooden door, which didn't look very strong, opened from the inside, and an old man in his fifties came out with a bow and a nod.

"I don't know if the fairy came to the humble house..."

Before he finished speaking, he froze as soon as he raised his head.

This life is enchanting and glamorous, the corners of his mouth are slightly hooked, as if he was born with a smiling face, he is standing with his back to the light, the golden morning light passes through his hair, and draws a golden border for him, he is slender and well-proportioned, with legs Straight, looking down at himself.

The village head had never seen such a good-looking person in his life, and his tongue curled up for a while, and he was speechless.

But the saying that a beauty is like a snake and a scorpion is not for nothing, Ye Wuchen called Mo Yun as soon as he saw him, quietly stood aside, and nodded to Mo Yun.

He glanced at the room just now, and found a young woman on the bed, with revealing clothes, tears on her face, bruises on her body, and a pile of torn clothes on the ground.

You don't need to think too much about what happened yesterday.

Mo Yun acted very quickly, seeing that the village head was still obsessed with his master's appearance, he felt a little depressed, so he tied him up in a hurry, and Yuxi, who was watching, had no time to intervene.

Behind Yuxi is a man in brocade clothes. He looks fat and bloated, but his face is a little worried.

He rushed up in a hurry, kicked the village chief who was tied into a crab on the ground, and rushed into the house, took off his coat with trembling hands and put it on the woman.

The village head who had been kicked twice couldn't help yelling, Yuxi kicked him in the face again, and said disdainfully: "You are not respectful for the old!"

Lu Xiao came to her side, with contemptuous eyes: "It's better not to touch this kind of thing, be careful about your body."

The four of them have all changed into the costumes of Immortal Sword Sect, and their identities can be identified at a glance. The village chief's face turned blue with anger: "You, you bunch of bullying dogs!"

Then, he turned his eyes to Ye Wuchen who was watching the play, and said in a pitiful tone, "Master Ye, do you care about such wicked things done by the Immortal Sword Sect?"

Lu Xiao was a little upset, and kicked him hard: "I, you, Grandpa Lu, don't you know me?"

Although Lu Xiao has some reputations, they all have reputations such as "Lu Xiao is the most shameless swordsman in history", "Lu Xiao plays with the hearts of beauties", "Lu Xiao is a fool all day long", and is a person who is taken by all the immortals. Come to be a negative teaching material.

Some people in the more prosperous towns may know him, but no one in the more remote mountain villages.

For example, the current village chief doesn't even know who Lu Xiao is.

He was at a loss for a moment, and cursed: "Xianjianmen is really a mess, a shameless person like you should be kicked out!"

"Unfortunately, he is Master Lu Xiaolu, one of the five elders of Immortal Sword Sect."

The fat man came out with the weeping woman, looking sharply at the village chief.

"Things that are not as good as animals!"

This fat man is the reporter, named Tan Hua, and the woman is his daughter, named Tan Luo.

Tan Luo was already twenty, and was worried that he could not find a satisfactory husband and son-in-law. He also heard the rumors that the wish in Mianyu Village came true, so he dragged his father here to make a wish.

Unexpectedly, such a thing happened.

The village chief took Tan Luo away and sent Tan Hua to the ancient pagoda. Tan Hua, who hadn't seen his daughter for a long time, tried many methods and still couldn't get out of the ancient pagoda, so he reported to Xianjianmen.

Tan Hua kicked the village head twice again, still feeling puzzled, and wanted to fight again, but luckily Mo Yun stopped him, so no one was killed.

Ye Wuchen leaned against the wall and yawned.

More and more villagers gathered at the gate of the village chief, some of them had already picked up their hoes that had not been touched for a long time and planned to rush up, but they were afraid of Yuxi and Mo Yun who were standing in front of them.

Immortal cultivators are not something mortals like them can beat.

The village chief who was lying on the ground was ignorant and only knew about Ye Wuchen. He sat up with difficulty and looked at Ye Wuchen tearfully.

"Master Ye, you have good people and good rewards, you can't let them do evil!"

Ye Wuchen glanced at him, and said casually, "Tell me, where is that Taoist priest?"

The village chief's head was blank, his mouth squirmed, "What, what Taoist priest?"

Lu Xiao kicked him, knocking the village chief to the ground who had managed to get up.

"Don't play dumb for me, where is the Taoist who set up a formation to trap Shijin!"

His words were not loud, but enough for everyone present to hear clearly.

Shijin is the name of the goddess.

The surrounding villagers looked at each other, and each saw a flash of panic on each other's faces.

Everyone shouted in unison: "I don't know, there is no such person in our village!"

Lu Xiao was startled by their stinky shamelessness, and was speechless for a while.

It was Mo Yun who said in detail: "Half a year ago, a girl entered your village. She has strong mana and a simple childlike heart..."

He spoke very slowly, like a blunt knife cutting the villagers' flesh, again and again, hitting the pain of suffocation.

Mo Yun helped them recall what happened in the past six months with a gentle voice, his voice was clear and clear like a child's, and his tone was slow, as if he was telling a fairy tale.

The villagers broke out in cold sweat when they heard this, and one of the villagers couldn't bear it, and picked up a hoe and smashed it at Mo Yun.

Yuxi beside Mo Yun knocked down the attacking hoe, and after Mo Yun finished telling this tragic fairy tale, he summed it up aloud.

"Lazy, greedy and ignorant villagers."