Tian Yan 49

"Okay, it's not easy to see you, let me tell you a story to relax." Bai Chu used Mo Zhinian's snow-white clothes as a rag, rubbed oil on it with one hand, and pushed his hands back after rubbing , "There is a big family in Zhongzhou, you all know, big family, the patriarch must have a bastard. The mother of the bastard is a prostitute, desperate to take the child to this big family, the patriarch of the big family doesn't look good, this is his Stain, it has a great impact on reputation."

He said cheerfully: "He didn't want to raise this child. He wanted to deny it at first, but the enemies in his clan seized on this stain. This child belonged to him, so he couldn't wash it clean. Later, he wondered if there was no ghost." He felt that his enemies would not let him get rid of the mother and child, but in the end he only got rid of the mother and didn't have time to kill the child."

Bai Chuyi slapped his thighs one by one: "I didn't leave any evidence at first, but it's a pity that I didn't deal with it at all. When the mother died, the child saw it."

No one spoke, Bai Chuyi was quiet for a while, and said regretfully, "You really don't cooperate."

Long Yin rewarded him with one word: "Yes."

Bai Chuyi smiled, and then said: "This bastard is miserable. In the beginning, he lived in the sewer. Most of his peers in the clan looked down on him. Few were willing to treat him well, and he dared not accept them. Like a little wolf, he was not well-raised, and everyone alienated him later. He couldn't eat enough, and he couldn't wear warm clothes. Only a half-sister was willing to treat him well."

Bai Chuyi stopped talking, and after a long time, Mo Zhinian asked softly, "What happened next?"

"Later, this bastard was found to have such--such a high talent for cultivation. The enemies of the patriarch were not happy about it. They wanted to kill this bastard openly and secretly. After all, he is also the son of the patriarch, and he will become the patriarch in the future. What should I do?" Bai Chuyi smiled nonchalantly, "They tried their best to make him live, and they racked their brains to make him die. Of course the bastard is not happy, just broke his limbs, kneeling, crawling, He wants to live too."

There was a fire called hatred in the boy's heart, burning his heart and blood, tearing apart his life and supporting his spine.

"Later, he found that it was not easy for him to live without any support for his talent, so he thought of a way to block most of his meridians, and became a useless person from then on. He lived in this big family for nothing, like a ghost Same, and then that elder sister couldn't stand it any longer, and handed him over to a visitor from Jiuchongshan."

Later, the famous girl in the world handed over her younger brother to Yu Yaofeng.

"In the end, the boy cleared his meridians again, and lived a very good life in Jiuchongshan. He never wants to go back to Zhongzhou." Bai Chuyi let out a long breath, blowing away the past like smoke, looking up, still Laughing heartlessly, "It's over."

"Don't you want revenge?" Long Yin asked directly.

"Revenge? Revenge for whom? The concubine's mother?" Bai Chuyi shrugged, "You overestimate the maternal love she gave, and she didn't treat him very well. She died at that time, but the concubine suddenly Realize that there is no one in this world you can rely on."

Bai Chuyi pretended to be melancholy and sighed: "There is a world of mortals, and I am alone."

"Then why did you...?" Mo Zhinian asked carefully.

"The bastard doesn't want to avenge anyone. The bastard only hates that place because he has a bad life. They think that everything will be fine when the bastard dies. Of course, the bastard can't let them do what they want. The bastard just wants them to panic, otherwise so many years of suffering. Isn’t it for nothing?” Bai Chu said, “Later, he met the best elder brother in the world and came to Jiuchong Mountain. He had a good life in the sect, and he almost forgot all the bad things he encountered when he was a child. Now, what else does he hate? What is there to hate? He has nothing to do with the big family anymore. I still keep the name Bai Qiyun, just because I think it's big enough and good-sounding."

Bai Chuyi thought about it, and then added, "Also, that bastard is just a bastard, not me."

Long Yin said: "Okay, the family has been shaken and cleaned before thinking of going back to fish."

Bai Chuyi didn't care, and stood up with ease, "How about it, did you feel better after hearing a story? People just want to be miserable, and it's much more comfortable to know that someone is worse than you. I think Shen Dong was in the same place just now. When going up the hill—"

An indescribable feeling suddenly passed through his heart, cold and slippery, and he couldn't hold his tail when he recalled it, but it made people extremely uncomfortable.

He suddenly stopped talking, and Mo Zhinian looked up at him.

The sudden silence caused Long Yin to open his eyes suspiciously, Bai Chuyi was silent for a while, and said, "Did you just feel—"

He suddenly stopped talking again, feeling a strong sense of unreality that just felt like an illusion.With a serious expression on his face, he tidied up the piles of flying and dancing paper manuscripts, and said to Mo Zhinian: "Liu Liu, I haven't finished copying, I can't go out of the quiet room, you can ask Fu Sang if he has any What do you feel. If there is nothing wrong, come back and tell me."

Mo Zhinian went out in response, and came back not long after, slightly puzzled: "Fu Sang said he didn't feel anything."

If something big is going to happen, Fusang must be the most sensitive one.Bai Chuyi rubbed the corner of a page and murmured, "Illusion...?"

Shuang Jiang woke up, opened the window, saw the continuous rain, and his expression became a little indescribable: "Is it still raining?"

"This time is the continuous rainy season in Zhongzhou, and it won't stop for three to five months." The hoarse voice sounded recognizable, Shen Dong came out while tying his hair, the high collar on his clothes was not pulled up properly, Shuang Jiang glanced over and reminded him: "The collar."

Shen Dong was pulling up his collar to cover the glaring old cut throat wound on his neck, and then he lowered his sleeves and tied them up to cover the bright red scar on his arm—the same as the scar on his cheekbone on his right cheek.

"It will take three to five months," Shuang Jiang continued to be melancholy, "Can't this be moldy?"

"It is indeed possible to get moldy." Shen Dong said, "Have you never seen a decree from a god?"

Shuang Jiangxin was talking nonsense, the mountain gods on Jiuchong Mountain dangled in front of his eyes every day, and still need the gods from the heavens to come down for a stroll?

Shen Dongzai didn't expect him to answer, and continued: "If you're curious, you can put something and wait for it to get moldy. There are many gods who pay attention to Zhongzhou, and there will always be one or two who are too idle to come down to remind you. .”

Shuang Jiang was shocked: "Isn't this too idle?"

"It's also possible that he was demoted from the priesthood, or a worthless little fairy is in charge of this after ascension. There are so many gods, and there are all kinds of them." Shen Dong shrugged.

"It sounds like fourth senior brother, you don't have much respect for gods?"

"Fusang also said that there are not many gods born in the heavens who manage the affairs of the human world. Most of the people who are responsible for decree management of the lower world are immortals who ascended from the human world. The people on Sushen Peak all have the ability to go to heaven. What can the celestial gods do to surpass us?"

Shuang Jiang thought about it carefully, nodded and said: "That makes sense."

"But don't take this as a big deal. Maybe you will meet a certain great fairy in the heavens after you come and go. There are many stories in the storybook about the god of the nine heavens falling in love with an ordinary girl from Zhongzhou..."

"...fourth senior brother, don't mess around with what third senior brother wrote."

Shen Dong was laughing: "Junior Junior Sister, his book is selling very well."

Frostfall was speechless.

Shen Dong was dusting off the corner of his clothes, and said casually: "There is no effort or effort in the scriptures, as long as you meet a hungry god who is eager to talk and love to the point that he doesn't care whether the other party is a human or a ghost, you will be able to ascend, and the status of this fairy is still high." Very tall, either second only to the God of War, or the son of the Emperor of Heaven, or the grandfather who was born at the beginning of the world, the girls will not have to worry about it for the rest of their lives when they are drunk and fall asleep, and they don't have to practice swords from dawn to dusk. Communicating is not hard at all, and I really enjoy life and love. If I want to, I want to be a girl from Zhongzhou, even a teenager, and a teenager will sell better than a girl."

Shuang Jiang didn't know where to pick a loophole for a while, and finally he could only ask briefly: "Where did the son of the Emperor of Heaven come from?"

"How do we in the human world know?" Shen Dong smiled, "It's all about writing a good dream for others to read. After waking up from the dream, we still have to live. Daily necessities, rice, oil and salt are all the same, so boring, but the storybook is so interesting."

Li Shuyan didn't know how long he had been listening on the sidelines, but at this moment he finally couldn't help asking: "What are you talking about?"

The two apprentices looked at him together, and Shen Dong was asking: "Master, is it true that Fusang said that you have read all the books in Tianshu Pavilion?"

Li Shuyan nodded: "Yes."

"Then..." Shuang Jiang asked tentatively, "Have you read the script?"

Li Shuyan frowned, probably searching his own knowledge base, and finally hesitated: "No?"

The two looked at each other, and finally felt the age gap of "this person is their elder".

Shuang Jiang said enthusiastically: "Master, if you go out and go east three streets, there is a whole stall selling story books."

Shen Dong was elbowing him—won't you let me watch less?How do you figure it out yourself?

Shuang Jiang watched his nose, nose and heart carefully, as if he had been abducted by a mallet.

Li Shuyan went out thoughtfully.

It was a long time after he went out that Shuangjiang suddenly remembered that the books on that street... were all fucking books that were not suitable for children.