The villain is too evil

Yan Shichu and Nangong Cheng are not of the same type, the latter is affectionate while the former is ruthless.

He also went to the River God Banquet, and he witnessed Fuyan's daring trip with his own eyes, so he dismissed this bastard from a bad background.

Since he is a well-known student sent by his family friend, as far as he is concerned, there is no need to be polite and give him a good face.

Younger Yan Gu led him to the front of the hall, seeing that he was unmoved, he reminded him in a low voice: "Hey, give me a salute."

Fu Yan heard it, but didn't move.

Yan Shichu didn't care, turned around from standing with his hands behind his back, seeing the appearance of the person in his eyes; blood eyes and sword intent, the wilderness is lifeless.

The young man couldn't hide his hostility, soaring into the sky, the sharp edge was dazzling; even though he was just recovering from a serious illness, he didn't look decadent, fear was the misfortune of heaven and earth.

After taking a good look at Fuyan, Yan Shichu had a deeper thought. To wear off the wildness in this kid, reading books is far from enough, and he needs to deal with difficulties. Only by changing his nature and rectifying himself can he change.

Yan Shichu looked at Fuyan for a long time, but he didn't mention the eight prohibitions of Yan Valley and the rules that students should abide by, but said: "When you enter Yan Valley, you must first change your name, you can't give your surname, and you can get your name if you are a weak student?"

Fu Yan still didn't speak, she listened with her ears open, seeming to agree or disagree.

Yan Shichu looked at him and thought he was ignorant, and he didn't want to talk too much nonsense, and then said: "I saw the matter of the River God Banquet, and you naturally understand the purpose of coming here. Copy the Sutra of All Things, five hundred times."

Then, he said: "Chong Zhi, you lead him there."

"Yes."

Fu Yan didn't nod her head in a casual manner, from the beginning to the end, she didn't say a word, and followed the people out of the lobby.

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The person who led Fuyan to the Daoist sect was the second son of the Yan family, named Yan Ling, and his name was Chongzhi. He was dressed in azure-colored gold silk soft smoke embroidered cloud flower costume, without any ornaments around his waist, only a silver cherry blossom The one-way waist button is dazzling and brilliant; Yan Ling's long hair at the temples is wrapped around the back, and a jade button is fastened on it, engraved with spiritual characters, and the light-colored eyes dispel the coldness of the whole body, just like cherry blossoms.

Yan Ling led the boy who was two years younger than herself, seeing that he was dull and silent, she just talked to him to relieve the boredom.

"Your name is Fuyan? It's a nice name. I heard from Dugong that there is a flower called Fuyao in Shangling Volcano. It's red, and it blooms very brightly during the flowering period."

Fu Yan raised her eyebrows, she didn't show any expression, she just pursed her lips and said dryly, "Shangling Volcano?"

Seeing him talking, Yan Ling was very happy, and taking advantage of his excitement, he said, "Yes, Shangling Volcano is located in Beiqinghuang, far away from Zhongtu. Only Duke Du has been there, but I haven't seen it."

Fuyan didn't feel it was funny, but her face was still cold: "Then you know it's blooming?"

Yan Ling smiled: "No, I thought of your name, but I really want to see you."

Fu Yan didn't speak, but felt that this person was very interesting, different from the other two people in the Cai Temple.

"Just now, who are the two standing next to you in the Cai Palace?"

Yan Ling: "One is my elder brother, called Yan Jun, Jun'an's Jun, and the other is my senior sister, Duke Du's apprentice, called Jiantao."

Fu Yan hummed, she knew what she was thinking.

The front door of Shengdaomen is in the shape of a dragon cast from gray stone, entrenched on the top of the door, with beads in its mouth, eyesless, but alive.

Going inside, there are two guards guarding, both armed with weapons, when they saw Yan Ling approaching, they cupped their hands and saluted: "Second Young Master, hello."

Yan Ling nodded and said to them: "I am ordered by the head to imprison this person here to copy the scripture of all things."

The two guards didn't ask much questions, they used the key to unlock the iron door and let people in.

Fu Yan went in and took a look, huh, this place sounds like a place for a rich family to sit quietly, but unexpectedly it was a prison cell, and there was a huge cage in the center of the Shengdao Gate, and the light was cast from the top of the prison, illuminating the square inch , and the rest is darkness.

Yan Ling pressed a switch on the wall, and a square table rose up in the prison. It was made of stone, simple, and a little bit of a prison.

Fu Yan frowned, and had an answer in her mind: "Imprisoned?"

Yan Ling said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, Sheng Dao Sect is actually Yan Gu's prison for disobedient children. After you copy the book, you will naturally be released."

Yan Shichu disarmed him and taught him that in this Yan Valley, he had the final say, and he would be punished if he made a mistake. No one would defend him. Also, this was just a small lesson. A land of the dead sea is closed to the arrogant and arrogant children who are not extinguished with evil thoughts. At that time, it will not be as simple as copying books.

This matter has nothing to do with Yan Ling, arguing with him can't get any results, apart from increasing her disgust for this place, Fu Yan misses Xiao Nianzhi's small courtyard even more.

After Yan Ling completed her order, she ordered the guards to abide by their duties, and then left Shengdaomen.

Sitting in the prison cell surrounded by 28 iron pillars, Fuyan felt the slightest coldness. Most of the places in this place don't see light, and the light from the top of their head is only [-]% effective. The surrounding is quiet and silent. These ten days have been difficult.

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On the way back, Yan Ling met Yan Jun and Jiantao, and shouted: "Brother, Senior Sister."

The two seemed to be talking about something. When they saw Yan Ling coming back, Jiantao said with a cold tone, "Have you settled that person?"

Yan Ling nodded: "Well, but I don't think he's bad, at least he doesn't look evil."

Jiantao's eyes sank, and she said: "Chongzhi, how many times have I told you that people in the world are sinister, and there are many people with human faces and animal hearts, so don't take it lightly."

Yan Ling picked out the ears that could hear the cocoon, and lazily said: "Understood, senior sister, you are so long-winded."

Jiantao stared at Yan Ling with hatred, wanted to beat him up but felt that it was a waste of energy, so she simply didn't look at him.

In this Yan Valley, no one knows that the battle goddess Jiantao among the disciples of the Yan family has spiritual power and is the leader of many disciples. The eldest son of the Yan family, Yan Jun, has to let her get angry, and the entire army cannot stop her Stay, fear the wind and rain, the world is silent.

Jiantao is not like other women who wear graceful embroidered skirts, walk gracefully, and have golden hairpins dangling on her head. She is only dressed in a blue-black dress, with black hair standing up high, and a black-blue hairband hanging down her hair. No glamour, no softness.

The sword never leaves her hand, and Linghai is just a decoration for her. The first thing she does when she wakes up from a dream is to take her own sword, as if she is afraid of losing it.

She is also unequivocal when she lectures people, she makes sense, admits her mistakes, and uses the authority of her senior sister to make people think about their mistakes. If it doesn't make sense, and she is stubborn and not enlightened, she has to consider drawing her sword. Clothes.

Yan Ling respects her, but is not afraid of her, and treats her like her own sister.

It is rare for Yan Jun to speak in a hundred years, his unsmiling face never reveals rich expressions, in his perception, as the eldest son of Yan Gu, he should bear the majesty of the eldest son and do things rigorously, deep in the mountains, the only person living alone, it's the best.

Outsiders often comment on the two sons of the Yan family, one is dignified and majestic, the other is as gentle as jade, they don't look like brothers in any way, they don't look alike, and they act in different ways, which is very strange.

Yan Jun's hair was tied up in a regular way, with a long hairpin in the middle. There was a very faint mole on his right cheek above the cheekbone, which eased the aura of keeping strangers from entering his body, so he stood on the right side and looked at him. Side face, tender posture is another kind of style.

Yan Jun cherishes words like gold, but once the chatterbox is opened, the world is mysterious and the Taoist family is talking about it, and you can always say it without words, but it still makes sense.

"Don't talk about it, a few more mummified corpses were sent to the meeting hall just now."

Counting the previous ones, there are more than [-] mummy corpses, all of which Yan Gu can get directly. The implication is that there are still many such mummy corpses, but they have no control over other places.

Speaking of the source of this mummy, we have to point to the cult that sprang up without wind—the Strain Dog Cult.

The Hound Dog Cult believes in a deity with a beautiful human face but the body of a river fish. According to folklore, the deity is called Tu Tianshen. She cannot be found in the Great Thousand Books, or even a fictional prototype. Maybe it is Tao The road demon is narcissistic.

But the rise of the cult, the preaching is so miraculous, the obsessed ordinary people do not hesitate to sell their iron, vowing to follow Tu Tianshen to the death.

It is said that Tu Tianshen has a cold temper, because he is cold, so he prefers to help the people who are suffering. As long as there are loyal disciples who are united in body and mind, and pray sincerely, they will surely get their wish.

At first they had a temple of Tutianshen, where incense was constantly burning every day. Later, due to the large number of people, the temple was crowded every day. Later, someone spread the word that as long as believers drained their own blood and made their bodies cold, they would be closest to Tutianshen. follow suit.

From this, there are more and more mummies.

The Yan family thoroughly investigated the matter, and found that a group of unscrupulous people instigated the common people, lest the world would not be chaotic, and got distorted pleasure from it.

The Straw Dog Sect first advocated that people should not show their faces. Now we don't know who it is, whether it is a human or a monster, and we don't know how deep it is, so we should not act rashly.

The three of them went to the meeting hall and saw several mummies newly sent in. Like the previous ones, the blood was drained, there was no expression of pain on their faces, and their nerves were also in a painless state. On the surface, they seemed to be voluntary.

Yan Ling can't imagine that there is such a power of faith that can make people die for granted. If it pervades the whole area, despair and pain can't be imagined.

Some of the mummy had a scar cut on the wrist, and some had cut the meridian in the neck, and the knife went deep into the bone.

Yan Lingxiu frowned, in disbelief: "Can they do it?"

Jiantao asked: "When you show extreme fearlessness in life and death, will you be afraid?"

Yan Ling clicked his tongue, Yan Jun continued: "They didn't do it voluntarily."

It's the dog that teaches hypnotism behind the scenes.

Yan Ling hurriedly said, "How can I check?"

Yan Jun turned over the mummy's wrist, the scars were scabbed and the wrist was cold.

"How many more people should die." He said: "Before the turmoil in the world, it's all bloody and bloody. These people are the victims. If there are more people who die, the people behind the scenes will show their feet."

Yan Ling said: "Stay on the sidelines and wait for the rabbit?"

Yan Jun didn't speak, but suddenly raised his head after a long while and said, "The trial of flowing fire is about to begin."

Yan Ling was taken aback for a moment, then remembered: "Ah! My arrow is not ready yet."

Jiantao's tight eyebrows parted the tense expression on his face, and he couldn't bear to pull the scabbard away.

Yan Lingjun's back shook, his expression was numb, his body moved away from Jiantao's sight, thinking that she couldn't see herself, she couldn't see herself, so as to escape the eyes of the senior sister who wanted to swallow people.

The author has something to say: In order to keep the little friends, the next chapter will give out candy.

But it's gonna be sugary