Thanks bro, you're out of shape

70

Looking through the iron bars of the dungeon, one can see a lone lamp hanging high.

Winter rain is drizzling.

It has been two days since Xie Minxing was imprisoned here, but he still couldn't help the frightened look on Master Song's face.

"Uncle Song! This disciple knows his mistake." Xie Minxing knew that he had trespassed in the forbidden area and his crime was unforgivable. He knew that Song Guhong had always been a strict person, so he immediately fell to his knees and begged for forgiveness.

But Song Guhong didn't speak, instead he looked at him with an extremely strange look. In his gaze, he felt that he had been skinned and boned, leaving only a light soul.

Song Guhun lit the lamp, walked straight to the front of the portrait of the woman in red, and pressed a mechanism. It turned out that there was a hidden compartment behind each portrait, which seemed to have hidden important things.

And now, it's empty.

Song Guhong's face became more serious, his eyes were like knives, and he asked, "Naughty beast, where did things go?"

Xie Minxing was horrified and fell to the ground in an instant, Nene didn't know what to say.

Song Guhong has been wandering around these years, not ignoring the affairs of the White Deer Sect, and as soon as the news of the Demon Cult's disturbance at the White Deer Sect two days ago reached his ears, he ran over non-stop, unexpectedly it was a step too late.

"Do you remember that back then, your master gave you the Qixinlian to save your life, not to let you practice such crooked skills!" He still remembered that his senior brother brought back the little Xie Minxing back then. When he was young, when he was given Qixinlian, he had objected many times, but his senior brother would rather be punished for the child's life, and gave him half of Qixinlian.

Even if he is a Hu Di slave.

The bane was planted many years ago.

Song Guhong looked at the disciple who had collapsed on the ground, his posture was really weird, even though he was terrified, but his back was slightly arched forward, as if he was covering or protecting something?

An absurd but strong idea suddenly appeared in his heart. He thought it was impossible, but he couldn't help but draped his palm towards the young man's abdomen——Xie Minxing didn't expect his uncle to have such a trick, his pupils constricted almost in despair, instinctively curled up.

Song Guhong looked at the young man's posture of protecting the young, and his heart skipped a beat. He watched Xie Minxing grow up, and knew that this child seemed lonely and cold, but in fact he was simple-minded. He heard some bad rumors that he had a relationship with the devil. Teach that kid to be a little entangled, he just thought that the fool was tempted, he didn't expect...

He knew that the Qixinlian would change a person's physique, turning men into women and old into children, and it was the best adjuvant for Qingyang Sect's evil art.But he didn't expect that there really is such a thing as a dark knot in the bead tire.

"You know?" Song Guhong looked at his slightly raised abdomen and said.

Xie Minxing pursed his lips for a long time, his heart sank, his uncle knew that his ugly, dark thoughts were all hidden in his belly that couldn't be concealed.

He couldn't hide it.

It took him a long time to come to his senses, and finally squeezed out a smile that seemed to be crying but not laughing, "Yes, I am willing to be lowly, and I love men, but the youngest son is always innocent..."

Song Guhong looked at his apprentice who was retreating steadily, curled up in the corner, his eyes were full of desolation and despair, he was so stubborn, in order to protect one person, he forced himself to nowhere.

This situation coincides with that of many years ago.

The little junior sister they held in their hands and grew up pampered, she once stood on the top of this tower, and she was so decisive. She said that she made a mistake and could not turn back. She cried like a girl who was suddenly robbed of her hand. sugar girl.

She said she didn't look back, and she really didn't look back.

It was many years before they realized that their little junior sister didn't want to turn around, but just wanted to attract the attention of the seniors. At that time, if they gave her a step down...perhaps, everything would be different.

The past cannot be traced.

But the matter in front of him has to be resolved.

Song Guhong looked at Xie Minxing seriously, and suddenly felt very tired, he needed to think about how to deal with him.

The torrential rain fell from a height of nine thousand miles, crackling down from the top of the tower,

There is always no dream in the dark night and winter rain.

Winter is here again.

71

In Xie Minxing's memory, that was the longest winter he had ever spent.

In the dungeon of the library.

It was announced that Xie Minxing had to retreat for several months in order to pass through Shuxueji. Only a few disciples knew that Xie Minxing, the chief disciple of the Bailumen, was imprisoned in the dungeon of the library.

For some shady reason.

The dungeon sees no sunlight all year round, but there is a window through which he can see the outside world. When it rains, and the grass and trees are withered and yellow, he can only see through this window.

Fortunately, the little disciple who brought him meals was called Hu San, a stutterer. He admired Zhihanke since he was a child, and would secretly tell him about the situation outside.

Although the little stutterer couldn't speak clearly, he was a chatterbox and was in a hurry to speak. Xie Minxing asked him to speak slowly. He was bored in the dungeon. He had enough time to listen to him speak slowly.

From Hu San's mouth, he knew that since Martial Uncle Song came back, the Demon Cult had never come to provoke him, nor had he made trouble in the customs.

His life was really boring, so he begged Hu San to get him some leisurely stories in the library to pass the time. During the period, he re-read the half of "The Legend of the White Deer Heroes". He liked this story so much. Ah, it's not because of the twists and turns of the plot, the bizarre knowledge, just because of the four words - there is a boy in the world.

There are young people in the world, but there are rivers and lakes.

When he turned to the last page, he suddenly found a line of petty characters. He had never read Pei Zijun's words before, but subconsciously felt that they were left to him by Pei Zijun. The young master also became soft and tender in his heart.

He said, when you come back, I will tell you about the funeral.

He is waiting for him.

Even if he admits it or not, Pei Zijun is already his deepest concern in the world of mortals. With this concern, he feels that life is no longer difficult.

By the third month, Xie Minxing's figure had turned into a complete monster. Except for his big belly, everything else was skinny. When Hu San came to deliver meals, he always sighed, "Elder brother, How come you don’t gain weight after eating, hey... when will your strange disease be cured?"

Hu San just thought that his elder brother had a strange disease, but he didn't know the reason, but he absolutely couldn't tell the truth, so he just said perfunctorily, "It's almost over, it will be over in a few months."

That night he dreamed of the young man who often came to see him in his dreams. Seeing his funny appearance, he frowned and said, "Brother Xie, you..."

Xie Minxing in the dream smiled wryly, "I am really a monster with my appearance."

The young man shook his head, "No, Brother Xie, you are not a monster, you are just out of shape."

"..."

Xie Minxing still didn't know what to say in his dream.The young man said again, "But it doesn't matter, no matter what Xie Xie becomes, I still admire Xie Xie..."

He looked at the young man's rascal appearance and felt dumbfounded, but he heard the young man say again, "Brother Xie, can you stop liking men...can you just like..."

As soon as Xie Minxing's heart was cold, he woke up with a start, and found that there was dense snow outside the window, followed by Hu San's eager knocking sound.

Xie Minxing was startled, knowing that something must have happened to Hu San coming to him so late, he hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

"Big... the elder sister is gone." Hu San stammered, "No, it should be... the body of the elder sister...is gone, hasn't the elder sister...has been in a coma for the past few months? Today I suddenly found out... The body of the elder sister...was stolen..."