The idiot went crazy again today

Luo Yunhuan turned his head abruptly, and a black-clothed ghostly figure passed by his ear with a cold and rotten breath, and Luo Yunhuan suddenly faced a hollow, pale and rotten grimace.

Luo Yunhuan: ...

He stretched out his hand to summon Tian Yu, his accompanying sword, and the awe-inspiring sword energy burst out through the clouds, instantly driving back a few feet of ghosts and ghosts around him.

"There are no other living people here, and there are no ghost cultivators, but the resentful ghosts obviously follow your orders. Who are you to use forbidden techniques!" Seeing the ghosts being forced to retreat, Luo Yunhuan dared not approach He put the long sword behind his back and stood still, his complicated sleeves as bright as the moon fluttered in the dark wind.

The toddler tilted his head, seemingly puzzled: "Forbidden technique? What is forbidden technique? I don't understand..."

Luo Yunhuan: "The forbidden art of exorcising ghosts is a side trick to drive away evil spirits, which has long been strictly prohibited by the Three Realms. You are still young, but you have the power to control the forbidden art? Or have you been tricked by someone with ulterior motives to come here? Forbidden technique harming people? Let me ask you, the dozens of people in Yu Mansion were harmed by you?"

At this time, the young boy no longer showed doubts, and his face was full of innocence.He nodded and said softly, "Yes, I asked them to kill those people."

Luo Yunhuan was furious: "You! Why do you allow ghosts to harm people?"

When the young boy saw Luo Yunhuan's angry tone, the light in his eyes seemed to have cooled down, his tone was not as cheerful as before, and there was a hint of grievance: "Xianjun, are you blaming me?"

Seeing this look suddenly, Luo Yunhuan didn't know what was going on, as if his heart was suddenly hit by something invisible and invisible, and suddenly felt a sharp pain.

He looked down at the thin child who was staring at him with a dirty little face in front of him, and couldn't help but soften his tone, even the expression on his face was a little gentle, but his brows were still tightly furrowed, and he said in a low voice: "It's wrong to kill and hurt people, and it's even more wrong for you to use forbidden techniques to drive ghosts."

Speaking of this, Luo Yunhuan felt that it seemed too harsh to say this to a child who was only seven or eight years old, so she squatted down again, pulled out the silk handkerchief she carried with her from her waist, and held the one in front of her with one hand. Dirty little face, with a white handkerchief to gently wipe off the mud and dirt on that face.

He has never liked to get too close to people, in the entire Tiancheng, only Master and Senior Brother Fengyue can get close to him without being rejected.But now, being so close to a young child he had never met before, he never felt any discomfort.

The stain gradually faded away after Luo Yunhuan wiped it carefully, revealing a beautiful and lovely but thin and pale face.

Luo Yunhuan put Sipa away, cupped the face with both hands, and said patiently: "Can you tell me why you want to hurt the people of Yufu?"

From the moment Luo Yunhuan's white, slender and unstained hand touched his head, the young child's heart was shocked.

He knew what he looked like at the moment - dirty and smelly body, tattered clothes...

From childhood to adulthood, no one in the Yufu wanted to get close to him.

But at this moment, the clean and beautiful person in front of him doesn't care that his greasy hair is wrapped around his white fingers, doesn't care that the mud stains on his face stain his delicate and beautiful silk handkerchief, doesn't care about himself The rotten stench emanating from his body stained his orchid-like cuffs...

No one has ever talked to himself so patiently, and no one has ever wiped off the stains on his face so gently...

He froze on the spot, and when he realized it again, he realized that he was only focused on feeling the man's cold, yet gentle spring breeze gently brushing against his cheeks, and didn't pay attention to what he asked, so he could only stare blankly. Opening:

"I made my friends kill them...they treated me badly."

After he finished speaking, he secretly raised his eyes to see Luo Yunhuan's reaction, and his long eyelashes, which were vaguely covered with fine moisture, trembled slightly.

"Friend?" Luo Yunhuan repeated in a low voice, her brows furrowed even deeper, "You take resentful ghosts as your friends?"

He caught the fleeting astonishment on Luo Yunhuan's face, and saw his handsome long eyebrows tightly frowned, and his thoughts were turning back and forth: Doesn't he like his friends?Well, from now on I will make a clean break with them...

He thought like this, his mind moved, and his eyes closed.In an instant, the terrifying ghosts and ghostly aura all around suddenly receded like a tide!But for a moment, there was no ghost atmosphere in this square inch courtyard.

"Xianjun, if you don't like it, I won't call them out in the future..."

Just please don't hate me, take me out of here.

Luo Yunhuan couldn't laugh or cry: "I didn't mean that, it's just that you are a human being, they are ghosts, humans and ghosts should have their own way, and they shouldn't have close friendships, let alone forbidden summons, which hurt people's lives. You killed this place Dozens of human lives have already made a big mistake..."

The look in the young boy's big, black eyes sank again, and he said cautiously: "They... the people here treat me badly, so I... I didn't mean to..."

Luo Yunhuan saw that he was sad and aggrieved, dressed in rags, thinking that he had been treated harshly on weekdays, and felt that since meeting him, this son was obedient and obedient, not like a treacherous and evil person, and the distance between the two of them at this time Very close, I can feel the abundant spiritual power flowing from this child, which shows that his aptitude is extraordinary.

He knew that in front of him was a good seedling who cultivated immortality and asked, and he couldn't bear the dust on his pearl, so he decided to give him a chance to see for himself why he hurt others, and said softly: "Okay, I believe you didn't mean it."

Hearing this, the young boy's eyes seemed to light up with hope again, and he stretched out his hand to pull Luo Yunhuan's clothes, but he was afraid that the stains on his hands would stain the other's delicate and gorgeous robes, so he had no choice but to withdraw his hands embarrassingly.

"It's just," Luo Yunhuan said again: "I was ordered to come here to solve the matter of the ghost atmosphere in Yufu, so I need to figure out the ins and outs of this situation clearly. This little friend is willing to let a strand of my spiritual consciousness enter your mind Hai, go find out the reason of the matter in detail?"

There was no strange expression on the child's delicate face.

He was still too young to understand what Luo Yunhuan said about the sea of ​​consciousness and mind. He only knew that the immortal-like emperor in front of him wanted to see it, so let him see it, so he nodded firmly.

Luo Yunhuan smiled slightly, and then put the two fingers of his left hand together, forming a wisp of spiritual consciousness on the fingertips, and then suddenly stretched out to the child's forehead, and then the wisp of his spiritual consciousness entered the young boy's forehead In the shallow but dark sea of ​​thoughts.

There was no one around, it was pitch black.

Luo Yunhuan seemed to have been walking alone in the endless dark night for a long time, so long that he would think that his technique of concentrating and reminiscing had gone wrong, and he hadn't been able to enter the sea of ​​thoughts of the child in Yufu.

Not long after this thought appeared, a faint beam of light suddenly came from a distance, and Luo Yunhuan drove his consciousness to the direction of that beam of light.

"Squeaky——" There was a toothache soft sound, a wooden door was roughly pushed open, strong sunlight shone into the room through the wide open door, Luo Yunhuan saw himself in the place……

This is a very small firewood house, simple and messy, with a small place.

There is not even a bed in the firewood house. A few rotten and damp wooden boards are randomly piled up on the dirty and messy floor. The wooden boards are covered with a thin layer of mixed straw and thatch. On the tattered and dirty rags, a young child who was only three or five years old curled up on it alone, motionless, as if asleep.

Before Luo Yunhuan entered Yunhai Tiancheng to cultivate immortals, she was also born in a family that was full of flowers and prosperity. After becoming famous as a young man, she became the number one sect in the immortal way, and studied under the head of Yunhai Tiancheng. All are the most splendid, beautiful and prosperous scenes in the world.

He had never seen such a dirty and dilapidated situation since he was born, let alone imagined that such a harsh environment would be the residence of a young child who had no ability to take care of himself.

Luo Yunhuan's heart throbbed for a moment, and she forgot that she was in a dreamland. She walked forward quickly and stretched out her hands to hug the child curled up on the garbage dump, but she didn't expect that she was in the child's arms at this moment. In the mind, it was just a phantom without substance, and my own hands passed through him in the air, and I couldn't even touch a single hair of the child...

Luo Yunhuan's heart was shaking violently, and she only hated that when she was powerless, a group of children dressed in silk clothes poured in from the door of the firewood room, some of them were similar in age to the children curled up on the ground, some were a little older There are also children.

They rushed in without asking why they were right or wrong, and stood motionless on the ground. The thin boy punched and kicked, and kept swearing:

"Son of a dog! Are you still sleeping? How can a beast wake up later than its owner? Get up quickly!"

"Brother is right! I have never seen such a lazy dog, even pigs are more diligent than him!"

"Haha, my little sister is right. My father said that this thing will be our plaything from now on, let's treat him like a dog. I think he is so lazy, how can he be like a dog? He is not as good as a pig or a dog. !"

"That's right... I think, let's call him Zhu Ergou from now on, how interesting..."

"Haha, wonderful!"

……

Luo Yunhuan was so shocked that he couldn't think, he couldn't think of any reason for a group of innocent and lovely children to say such words with such great malice towards an equally immature child.

At this time, the young children who were curled up on the ground finally woke up to the sound of abuse and abuse around them, and those children finally couldn't help punching and kicking him after they had had enough of their tongue.

Children have no sense of proportion. Although they don't have any cultivation base, their instinctive malice makes their fists and feet fall on young children, which is so cruel and ruthless.

The child woke up in severe pain, opened his hazy eyes, and saw a group of ferocious children surrounding him in horror, raining fists and feet on him, which made him painful and frightened, he couldn't help shrinking back a little, Unexpectedly, this subconscious action angered the devilish child in front of him even more.

The big boy in the lead said angrily: "Hey, what's that expression on your face? Do you want to run away when you see the masters early in the morning without even saying hello? It really is a piece of trash that no one taught or raised!"

The younger boy on the side added fuel and jealousy: "Hmph, father is really too! A few days ago, when this thing first arrived, he loved him in every possible way, saying that he found a younger brother for us to treat him well. Such a thing that can't be put on the table... Let me tell you, our Zhongzhou Yu clan, how can we get such a bastard of unknown origin."

"Second son, please be careful, and don't talk about the head of the family." There was a flat but unignorable voice from outside the firewood house, and then a middle-aged steward with a mediocre face stepped in, facing the young masters standing in the room. He saluted respectfully and said lightly: "The hour has passed, and it's time for young masters and ladies to go to the Jingxin Pavilion to practice."

The children seemed to be extremely afraid of the middle-aged steward in front of them. The eldest son slapped the frightened young boy on the ground, gritted his teeth and said, "Wait, we will come to you after the training is over!" Brothers and sisters walked out of the woodshed with a mighty group of servant girls.

The steward lowered his head halfway, and sent the young masters and ladies away with great respect, and then gestured to the servants behind him, signaling them to take away the miserable and helpless children on the ground.

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