Master is dedicated to playing the villain

that kid is dying

Women and children ran all the way in the sky.

Qiu Wanxuan felt that the child's body was tightly hugged by the woman, shaking slightly as the woman's body swayed gently.

"Ah Xuan, don't be afraid, Daddy will follow us soon." The nurse suppressed her sobbing to not comfort the child.

"The sky is dark, the rain is falling, grandpa rides the waterwheel, grandma lifts the bucket..." Qiu Wanxuan sang soft nursery rhymes in a dialect she couldn't understand.

Qiu Wanxuan felt strange and familiar, and calmed down a lot for no reason.

Sure enough, the child gradually calmed down, and the wailing turned into sobbing.

Tired from crying, the child shrank in the nurse's arms with red and swollen eyes, feeling dizzy.

Qiu Wanxuan's consciousness was also chaotic, but he had a vague premonition that something bad was about to happen.

As soon as this idea came up, the whole car trembled violently, and the child panicked and hugged the nurse tightly so as not to fall off.

The neighing of spirit beasts and the whirring of huge wings could be heard from outside the cabin.

Then there was another bang, the spirit beast was hit by something, and screamed fiercely, scarlet blood splashed on the car, dyeing all the translucent window paper red.

Then the whole car turned around and fell straight to the ground.

"Nurse!" The child screamed in fright, and the head was held tightly by the woman in her arms.

"Don't be afraid, Mama will protect you!" After she finished speaking, the woman bit her finger and stretched her palm forward with firm eyes. Countless red runes burst out from her palm, weaving an overwhelming net, forming a bird's nest shape at the moment of landing.

boom--

The box body was instantly smashed into powder, and the spirit beast hit the rock on the ground silently, making a muffled sound of flesh and blood collapsing.

Qiu Wanxuan felt dizzy for a while, only felt her body was bumping, the back of her neck was pressed by the woman, her forehead was pressed between the other's neck, she couldn't see anything in her sight, she could smell the gentle breath from the nurse, In the ear is the rustling sound of stepping on the grass in the rapid running.

The child's mouth was covered, and the woman's extremely low voice was heard next to his ears: "Ah Xuan will not cry, please don't make a sound."

Then he heard the sound of stones being moved, and his vision returned to normal. In the dark night, he could vaguely see a shallow and narrow cave.

The nurse stuffed the baby into the cave, and whispered, "Ah Xuan, there are people following us, and the nurse will drive them away."

The child didn't dare to cry loudly, but struggled violently, and said in a weeping voice: "Nurse, don't leave Ah Xuan behind!"

"No." The wet nurse wiped the child's tears with bloody hands, found that the child's face was stained, and hurriedly took the cuff to wipe it, and after it was wiped clean, she suppressed the trembling voice, "Nurse drive them away , come back and take Ah Xuan back to her mother's house, and wait for Daddy to pick us up."

The child still didn't let go, so the nurse stuffed the gold chain around the child's neck into the other's skirt, took the child's hand and held the small round gold box tightly through the clothes, "It's done, you just need to protect it, Daddy will be back."

Because of this sentence, Qiu Wanxuan obviously felt that the child had calmed down a bit, and nodded vigorously as she clenched the little gold box tightly with her little hands.

The woman stood up and moved the stone to press it down, and said a moment before covering the cave: "Ah Xuan, no matter what you hear, don't make a sound, and wait for the nanny."

The child was sobbing, but he didn't dare to speak, and the figure of the woman disappeared little by little as the stones fell, until his vision was once again plunged into darkness.

Although Qiu Wanxuan couldn't control his body, fortunately, his five senses were still sharp. He sensed a barrier covering the outside of the cave that concealed the breath, which should be laid by a woman.

The cave was narrow, and the child huddled up and shivered.Qiu Wanxuan couldn't bear it and wanted to touch the child, but she couldn't control even one finger.

"Don't be afraid, it's over." He said to himself, but of course the child couldn't hear him.

I don't know how long it took before a voice came from outside: "I've been looking for this for so long and there's no sign of it. If you ask me, I must have fallen to my death. You didn't see the big piece of blood and flesh at the landing point. I almost vomited."

"If he fell to his death, why are there still people in that pile of things?"

"Smashed...to death?"

"Tsk, do you believe this yourself?"

"But how long have you been looking for it? How far can such a little kid run?"

"The child is not important, what is important is the instantaneous clock, how can we communicate if we can't find it?"

The sound is getting farther and farther.

Qiu Wanxuan judged from the conversation that the woman probably did something, strangled the pursuers, or died together, in short...

He sighed, the nanny probably won't come back.

The child shrank, and because he was startled and tired, he had already fallen into a semi-conscious state, and he kept murmuring in a daze, "Daddy, mommy..."

Qiu Wanxuan tried to break free from this body, but after struggling for a long time, most of the spirit body jumped out, and the child hugged into a small ball in his eyes. He wanted to touch the child, but his hands just passed through the air.

So he faced the child, squatted down with his knees in his arms, and said to himself, "Sorry, I took your place."

He wanted to ask, did you find out who the enemy was before you died?Is the instantaneous clock the gold box in your arms?where did you hide it

But knowing that there would be no answer, he didn't speak again.

He thought for a long time before sighing, "I don't know what I can do for you."

"If you meet your enemy in the future, then I will avenge this revenge for you."

There was a dead silence outside, only the night owl made strange calls from time to time, and the child was awakened by the nightmare again, sniffling his nose and talking to himself: "May I not come back?"

When Qiu Wanxuan heard this question, she nodded and hummed because the child couldn't hear her.

A few rays of light from the sky shone into the cave through the cracks in the stone, but the child still didn't dare to move. He groped to find a piece of tiger spar, hesitated for a moment, and whispered: "Brother Jiu."

After waiting for a while, there was no response, and the child called Yin Zhou's name again.

There was still silence, and the child finally couldn't help it, sobbing: "Ninth Brother, can you save me, Daddy is gone, and Nanny is gone, and they all lied to me, saying they would come back to pick me up, but in fact they didn't come back right?"

The child was crying out of breath, "I know it all, I know they won't come back. Brother Jiu, I dare not go out, come and pick me up..."

Until crying all day, exhausted, finally the voice disappeared, but did not hear Yin Zhou's response.

Qiu Wanxuan was a little anxious, the child who was only half a year old would not be able to hold on if this continued.

Although he knew that the original owner must have survived, he was still anxious, but he couldn't do anything. In this illusion, he was just a wandering soul.

Sadness and heartache made him want to end the illusion, but his curiosity about the life experience of the original owner drove him to continue reading. It would be better if he could find some clues through this memory.

Near dusk, he saw the child wake up again, his eyes were no longer filled with tears, but became dark and hollow, as if something innocent had disappeared.

The young arms rested on the stone and pushed hard, but the stone did not move.

Fortunately, the cave was narrow, and the child quickly changed his strategy. He leaned against the cave wall, bent his legs and kicked on the stone, and kicked with all his strength through the reaction force, and the stone shook.

Afterwards, Qiu Wanxuan heard the child shouting at the top of his voice, exhausted the remaining strength, and finally heard a bang, the stone collapsed, and the dazzling light of the setting sun came in.

Xiaoqiu Wanxuan raised her arms to block her sight, and slowly climbed out of the cave after getting used to the light.

At this time, Qiu Wanxuan had completely broken out of her body and followed the child all the way like a ghost behind her back. He saw the child hiking through the mountains, drinking stream water when thirsty, and digging some spiritual grass or fruit randomly when hungry.

He no longer murmured to call his father or mother, but remained silent all the way, as if that was not a half-grown child, but more like a wandering spirit than he is now.

After walking for several days and nights, the little figure had become extremely weak, but his footsteps became more determined.Qiu Wanxuan knew that the soul in that body had undergone earth-shaking changes in the past few days.

He began to follow the child and talk to himself, asking for a while: "Where are you going?" and saying: "They are not lying to you, don't blame them." But he could see that the child actually understood everything .

Later, the child looked far away from the top of the mountain and saw the shadow of the town.

There are people coming and going outside the city. It is a bustling man who repairs the junction of the two worlds. Outside the city gate, there are two monk-like men holding knives as if they are waiting for something.

Qiu Wanxuan guessed that these two people were not the only ones, so she looked far away, and sure enough, she saw suspicious people on the tower and in the nearby forest.

Xiaoqiu Wanxuan also seemed to have sensed the danger, so she stopped, turned back to the woods, and found a flat place to light a bonfire.

This may be the only chance to get clues from this memory. Qiu Wanxuan didn't dare to miss it. Fortunately, the spirit body has a certain range of movement, which is about a hundred feet away from the body, so he returned to the top of the mountain again.

The vision of the spirit body was stronger and clearer than he imagined, and he could even see the faces of those monks clearly.

Those people were dressed in black, as if they were covering it up intentionally, they couldn't see any characteristics from the uniform, and they were also wearing bamboo hats.His eyes wandered around a man in black until he landed on the handle of the knife on his waist.

It was a long knife, about five feet long, slightly longer than common knives, the blade was straight, and the scabbard was black and shiny, as if made of ebony.

These are not special, what is special is that there is a circular emblem engraved on one side of the handle, the center is a hexagon, and the rings overlap, like a dragon.

The emblem is not colored, it is completely melted into the ebony color, and it is impossible to see it if you don't observe carefully.

Qiu Wanxuan couldn't see any other clues, and he was worried about the child, so he went back to the campfire.

After the child dried his clothes, he stared at the flames for a long time, then silently removed a piece of jade from his waist.

He saw two words engraved on it: Mingxuan.

"Is that your name?" he asked.

Then he saw the child pick up a hard stone, turn out the sharp end and smash it hard at the jade, but because of his weak strength, the jade only knocked off a small piece.The child's eyes flickered for a moment and then turned into a sharp edge. He gritted his teeth again and smashed it fiercely a dozen times, groaning while smashing.

Finally, the jade was broken into pieces, and the child's palm was also scratched with blood.

He heard the child whisper: "From now on, your name will not be Mingxuan."

Qiu Wanxuan felt distressed, but at the same time thought that such a meticulous mind is like an eight or nine-year-old child?Knowing that he was being hunted down, he chose to abandon his name.Obviously no one taught him.

Just when he thought the child was cruel enough to treat him like this, he saw that thin hand take out a half-burned log from the fire.

One end of the wood had been charred, sparkling.The child stared at Xinghuo, and Qiu Wanxuan's heart skipped a beat with that gaze.

"what are you going to do?"

The child took a few deep breaths, as if he had made up his mind, closed his eyes, and aimed the carbon fire at his face.

"stop!"

Qiu Wanxuan struggled desperately, but she still watched helplessly as the charcoal pierced into her immature flesh.He closed his eyes abruptly, not daring to look again.

The heart-piercing cries of the child came from the ear, covering the sound of the carbon fire burning the skin.

Qiu Wanxuan was very worried, he didn't want to watch it anymore.

It is not enough to ruin the name, but also the appearance, in order to be able to hide from the world in this net.Such a meticulous mind, such a cruel heart, is this still a half-grown child?

The charcoal fell to the ground with a muffled sound, and the child staggered down the mountain, until he reached the door of a farmer at the foot of the mountain, and finally fainted. Just before he closed his eyes, a farmer surrounded him .

The moment the child lost consciousness, Qiu Wanxuan seemed to have grasped a certain key and seized control of the body.

On the sky, Xia Churan made the last stroke, but stared at the picture in a daze.

The audience was curious about what Xia Churan painted, and saw Jing Ling's gaze fell on the scroll, then squinted her eyes, and took a few steps forward to the desk.

The person on the picture scroll is a figure from the back, that person is wearing a high-winged silver crown, and two thin red ropes are half exposed between the loose ends of his shoulders. , revealing moon-like skin and delicate and smooth facial lines, with slightly pink eye tails under the slender eyelash feathers.

The light ink splashed randomly on the screen and the large pale pink petals on the top of the head, accompanied by some hazy and winding temperament, make the beauty look more like cutting and polishing.

Fortunately, the sky is a photograph with no blind spots. Someone applied the pupil technique and still saw the person in the portrait from a distance. He sighed and said, "Hey, don't you look a bit like Lord Sword Master?"

Some people have seen the exclamation of "Scroll of Heaven and Man", "Yeah, it seems!"

"Haha, you actually drew the most beautiful woman in the world. Wouldn't it be unreasonable if you didn't pass the test?"

"It's very reasonable. Lord Jianzun is his master. He is the most familiar with his own master."

While everyone was discussing, Jingling saw Jing Ling stroking her beard and tilting her head to look left and right, nodded, "She's a beauty." After speaking, she clicked her tongue again, "It's a pity that I can't see her face clearly."

Xia Churan suddenly came to his senses, he was painting Master, but for some reason, he always felt that it was different.

The person in the painting stands under a large piece of crabapple flowers, but he never remembers seeing such a picture.

Thinking that he drew the master under the eyes of everyone, he suddenly felt a little annoyed, and he didn't want others to see it, so he immediately lit a fire formula to try to destroy it, but was extinguished by Jing Ling the moment the flame was ignited.

"What do you want to do?" Jing Ling was tickled by the painting of a beauty who was still holding a pipa and half covered her face, and stopped while saying: "Since the painting is done, I don't allow you to destroy it."

In the pagoda, Jingling is the Creator, and Xia Churan couldn't do anything if he didn't let him do it, so the latter threw away the pen in a fit of anger.

Jing Ling was still observing, "You should put on a straight face."

"No painting."

Jing Ling was dissatisfied, she folded her hands on her chest and pouted, "Then I won't give it."

"Whatever." Xia Churan actually didn't really want to pass the test. First, he felt that the spirit of the realm was really out of tune. Second, the Tianji Tower was no longer a problem, so he lost interest in the challenge. Playing this boring game with Jingling.

"Since you failed to pass the level, send me out of the tower."

Jing Ling let out a hey, this kid is not soft and hard?This aroused his rebellious psychology, and at the same time, he was really curious about what this beauty he had never seen before, so he rolled his eyes and asked tentatively, "Who are you?"

Xia Churan squinted at him, "What does it have to do with you?"

Jing Ling curled her lips, "Since the painting is so real, it must not be fabricated out of thin air, it should be someone very important to you. I guess right?"

Xia Churan was noncommittal, "Are you going to send me out or not?"

Jingling smiled strangely, and slapped Xia Churan on the shoulder with a palm. The latter was caught off guard, and immediately staggered and fell into the darkness.

"If you don't tell me, I'll look for it in your memory. Believe me or not, I can't find it."

So, amidst the stunned audience, Xia Churan disappeared into the sky.

Someone stayed for a while before realizing, "Is this breaking into the seventh level?"

"seems like it."

Guan Ling and Xu Yan looked at each other, they were already numb.

"One let Jingling tell jokes to pass the test, and the other refused to pass and was sent directly to the top floor." Guan Ling shook his shoulders and laughed, "This Jingling is really a wonderful flower."

Qiu Wanxuan's field of vision changed suddenly, and after a while, she returned to the courtyard full of maple leaves.

The illusion started to circulate, and it seems that there are only those memory fragments.There were not many clues, and he didn't want to repeat the experience, so when Yin Zhou stopped him, he turned his head and asked, "Is there a slingshot?"

Xiao Yinzhou was taken aback, and while taking out the Qiankun bag, he said: "When did you start playing this? Tell me earlier, I'll teach you." After speaking, he took out a jade-like slingshot and handed it over, "Here, this is a magic trick. It doesn’t need stones, it will automatically condense when you pull the bowstring.”

Before Xiao Yinzhou could finish his teaching, he saw that Qiu Wanxuan had already stretched the bow rope and pointed it at a tree at the root of the courtyard wall.

"You know how to play." Xiao Yinzhou was a little surprised, then followed his movements and squinted at the treetops, "Which one to hit?"

"Night owl." After Qiu Wanxuan finished speaking, the aura marbles condensed in the rope bag shot towards the tree branch, and then heard the rustling branches vibrate. At the same time, there was a "bang", and the night owl turned into a tree the moment it landed. white cat.

All the people around stopped moving, and Xiao Yinzhou also kept looking at the treetops.The illusion stopped.

Qiu Wanxuan was also taken aback for a moment, he thought that Ye Xiao might be the incarnation of Jing Ling, but he didn't expect it to be a fur ball.

Mao Qiu let out a groan, and cursed: "Breaking Spirit, you turned me into a bird!" While saying that, he jumped into Qiu Wanxuan's arms and stretched out his claws to scratch him, "You still use a magic weapon!" Hit me!"

Qiu Wanxuan raised her hand to block it, "Sorry, I thought you were..."

"Think it's me?" Laughter came from all around, and at the same time the scene changed, the illusion disappeared, and he returned to the tower, returning to his previous appearance.

At the same time, the gray-robed fairy appeared in front of his eyes, "There is no place to put it in the illusion, so we had to turn it into a bird. Pets are not allowed in the Tianji Pagoda, but since it's you, I can make an exception."

"Pet?" Furball growled: "He even said I was your pet!"

"I'm not a pet." Furball flaunted his teeth and paws at Jingling in Qiu Wanxuan's arms, "I'm the system of our own world! Do you understand the system! In your words, he's an envoy of heaven!"

It's a pity that Jingling couldn't hear what it said, and could only see the white long-haired cat grinning and wheezing with three petals. It looked fierce, so it smiled and took out a dog's tail grass from nowhere and bowed to tease it: "Little kitty—"

The hairball became even more angry, "Ah! He teased me, he dared to tease me!" Even so, Cat's Claw pounced on the dog's tail grass unconsciously.

Jing Ling watched the white cat's pink pads waving to chase after the grass tail, the corners of her mouth involuntarily raised high, and said to Qiu Wan without looking aside: "By the way, how did you find out the abnormality?"

Qiu Wanxuan held up the cat and let the fur ball grin its teeth and wave its sharp claws, "The night owl is unknown, but when it appeared in the courtyard, the servants turned a blind eye to it. This is not normal. It means that in the original memory, there was no night owl. That's why the people in the illusion didn't respond."

Jing Ling snorted, suppressed the excitement in her eyes, straightened up after teasing the cat for a while, waved the grass tail lazily, and said calmly: "Most people fall into this illusion and try their best to change the past. You won’t notice these clues, and you will fall into the illusion round after round. But you discover the abnormality one round and escape from the illusion, which is very rare.”

The fur ball's pads were still waving back and forth with the grass tail.

Qiu Wanxuan wants to say that this is not his memory, of course he can take it calmly.

But if he were the original owner and suddenly found himself back to the source of all pain, he might try desperately to change something.

Fuqiu seemed to finally realize what he was doing, "Ahh! Get that damn dog's tail grass away!"

Qiu Wanxuan suppressed a smile, hugged the cat into her arms, and suppressed the four cat's paws, the fur ball stopped.

Seeing that the cat was taken back, Jing Ling threw the grass, folded her hands and buried it in the sleeves of her robe, and said with satisfaction, "You have passed the test." She looked at Qiu Wanxuan with a smile as she said, "Guess the reward is What?"

Qiu Wanxuan's complexion became complicated, Mao Qiu shouted: "He really chose you? He is the key finger of the protagonist! You must not agree!"

Seeing that he didn't answer, Jing Ling said proudly: "The reward is myself. I'm condescending to be your Qiling. How about it? Are you happy?" Generally, secret realms that pass customs are inherited by the realm master, like Tianji Pagoda. It is indeed rare for Jingling to send herself out like this.

After Jing Ling finished speaking, the cheers she thought she heard did not appear, but Qiu Wanxuan frowned, looking like she was having a headache.

So Jing Ling's smile disappeared, and she became suspicious: "Why do you seem unhappy?"

Qiu Wanxuan thought for a while, then sighed: "You chose the wrong person."

"Ok?"

Jing Ling didn't expect such an answer, she was stunned for a moment and then pointed to herself, "Do you know who I am? Do you know how many people begged me to form a bond?"

Qiu Wanxuan took a look at the hairball that was staring at her viciously, and said helplessly: "You are Mo Ling, the spirit of creation in the world. Since human beings have language, you have existed. All languages ​​and characters are born because of you. Thanks to you, so you know everything and know everything."

"You know! You actually know?" Mo Ling couldn't help but raise his voice involuntarily, "Then you're not happy?!"

"You know that if I become your Qiling, you will be able to reach the sky!"

Qiu Wanxuan nodded, he had no doubt about it, and it was because of this that Mo Ling was more important to the protagonist.

"You should choose another one." When Qiu Wanxuan said, she pointed to the non-existent next door.

Mo Ling frowned, "You mean that stinky boy?" Just that stinky boy who doesn't even paint his full face with beauties, but still has a serious tone and is as stubborn as a stubborn bull?

He scoffed as he said, "I don't like him."

"Unscientific!" Mao Qiu yelled again, "Mo Ling is the protagonist's golden finger, and his affection for the protagonist is naturally full!"

Qiu Wanxuan rubbed the Jingming acupoint in boredom, and heard Mo Ling say again: "You don't even have the secret key, and you haven't gotten any rewards for passing the level before. If you didn't come after me, then why did you come to Tianji Pagoda?" ?”

Qiu Wanxuan wanted to say that he was here to do the task, but no one believed this explanation.

So I thought about it and said casually, "Challenge yourself, okay?"

Mo Ling rolled his eyes and seemed to accept the explanation, but he still waved his hands in dissatisfaction and said, "No, that kid is about to die, what do I want a dead man for?"

The author says:

summer:?I heard I'm dying?

Qiu: It's over ahead of schedule, let's spread flowers!

Author: It’s not necessarily you, it’s probably someone (cough cough cough)