The villain is raising an apprentice

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The twilight is in harmony, three hundred miles away from Yunyang Pass.

A desolate and dilapidated mansion lay quietly on the wilderness, like a person with rotting flesh and blood, only the muscles and bones are still supporting.

Weeds grow wildly in the wilderness, but the mansion and its surroundings are strangely barren, and even the light seems to be buried there as if a trespasser was imprisoned, leaving only the dark and bright red black—that is the river of blood that used to flow.

There are white dots approaching in the distance, and it is only when they get closer that they can clearly see that it is a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old.

The young man in white clothes Shengxue, with cold eyes, stopped in front of the mansion with no expression on his face.Looking at it from a distance, it adds a bit of weird desolation to this place.

The light was annihilated inch by inch, passed over a stone in front of the mansion, and the words "Jianfu" drawn by the sword marks could be vaguely seen, and then everything fell into darkness inch by inch, and the white figure finally moved.

Just like when he came, he turned around and walked out step by step.

The sky darkened completely behind him, facing thousands of lights in the city.

Shen Buruo entered the city, and went straight to a place where there was something he wanted to buy back.

At this time, Yunyang City is very lively, and soon it will be the Lantern Festival, and everyone who comes and goes is buying things.

The excitement in front of Nuan Nuan rushed over, melting the cold brought by her body, she breathed out deeply, and raised her mind violently before she could relax.

The corner of his eyes glanced at the person behind him, he paused for a second, and suddenly covered his stomach and hurriedly changed direction.

Taking two steps and three turns, she gradually moved away from the lively crowd and entered the alley beside the street.

After entering the dark alley, where the cold moonlight could not shine, the anxiety on the boy's face turned into indifference, and his slightly bent body was straightened as usual.

After waiting for only three seconds, there was a palm wind coming from behind him, and he couldn't sink into it, but suddenly stopped in the next second—"Crack!" The sound of a whip hitting the skin was familiar but unfamiliar.

Shen Bujin didn't know why he held his breath, maybe it was the courage to turn around.

Although there were already speculations, but when it came true, Shen Buru was momentarily absent-minded, and finally a boyish look appeared on his cold face, surprised and stunned, "Master?"

In the shadow of the roof under the moonlight, there is a young man sitting. His black clothes and black hair seem to melt into the night, but the red mask and fair skin on his face seem to have absorbed enough moonlight. He is gorgeous and dangerous in the dark night. bloom.

The young man withdrew the whip in his hand, heard the sound and jumped off the wall, quite disgusted: "Why is it so useless, you can't get rid of such inconspicuous stalking?"

"Master's lesson is true." Shen Buruo replied, not saying that he did it on purpose - throwing it away, wouldn't it just let it go?

Ye Yutian didn't know his apprentice's mind, and still felt a little disgusted: "What did Wei Qi teach you in the past three years?"

"It's the disciples who are stupid, don't blame the guards." Shen Buru looked at the master, his expression was calmer than before, but he still couldn't hide his surprise: "When did the master come back?"

"Not long." On the way back, he met Zuo Hufa, who said that he was here and came to take a look, but he saw such a scene.

If he wasn't here today, wouldn't he have been plotted against and didn't even know?Ye Yutian was furious at this thought, raised his hand and patted his apprentice on the head: "Trash!"

Shen Buruin's body moved unnoticeably when the slap was raised, but was stopped abruptly by the master. After receiving the slap, he didn't feel any pain, but felt a little kind.

Ye Yutian didn't pay attention to this detail, and nodded his chin at the corpse, "Clean it up."

Shen Bujin heard the words and obediently squatted down to look through the person's things to see if there was anyone who could identify him.

In a short period of time, the entire left limb of the person on the ground had exposed bones, and the poison was still spreading. However, when Shen Buru looked at the back of his neck, he found that what killed him was a blood line on the back of the neck, and the arm was only for punishment.

I'm afraid there will be no one in this world who can use a whip better than Master, so I can't sink into thinking.

"Found nothing." Nothing was found.

Ye Yutian's eyes dimmed, his eyes swept over Shen Buru's body, and he took out the corpse water and sprinkled it on the corpse.

"Go, go back."

After speaking, he wanted to reach out and grab the back of his apprentice's neck to leave, only to realize that it was not appropriate—Shen Bujin had grown a lot in the past three years, and he was no longer the little kid who could be carried casually.

Ye Yutian silently turned to grab his apprentice's arm, but was interrupted by Shen Buru as soon as he moved.

"Master, wait, I haven't brought fried tofu to Wuyou yet."

"I've already been brought back." Ye Yutian had fled far away when he said this, "By the way, don't let that girl know that I'm back tonight."

Shen Buru was taken aback for a moment: "Master hasn't been back yet?"

He slightly looked up at the person beside him, the hair tied up with a belt was flying around in a mess, and only his pale chin and half straight bridge of nose could be seen on his face.

It was the same as in memory but not quite the same. After all, it was almost three years since we saw each other. The only thing that Shen Buru could be sure of was that Master's mask had turned redder, thick as if it was about to drip.

"Well, on the way, I met a disciple in the teaching school and said that Guardian Guardian is here, so I came to see you." Ye Yutian said.

Hearing the master's calm tone, Shen Buruo felt a little touched in his heart. It was not obvious, but it was enough for him to ask one more question: "Will Master come back this time?"

Coldness leaked from his eyes, Ye Yutian said in a deep voice, "Don't go."

Shen Bujin didn't notice the coldness, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, and the depression that had been accumulated from outside the city was lightly dissipated.

Ye Yutian's qinggong is excellent, but the time for a few words has come to an end.

Nanmenjiao is built on the mountain, and it is difficult for outsiders to find its location, and it is even more difficult to enter it.

Shen Buru opened his eyes wide to see Ye Yutian's pace, he still can't walk the way out of the mountain by himself, he might get lost and die if he is not careful.

In the early years, there was a trend of Nanmen Sect and Yunjianzong standing on top of each other in the Jianghu - the former was engaged in selling news, and his wealth was incomparable to the enemy;

But good fortune tricks people, the Nanmen sect master died tragically, and the Yunjian sect master exterminated the sect, and all of these are related to one person—the current Nanmen sect master, Ye Yutian!

To be able to resist the attacks of Yun Jianzong and the so-called righteous sects back then, apart from Ye Yutian's extraordinary means, using promises to attract a large number of capable people and strangers, this protective formation is also indispensable.

Now that the Nanmen Sect is growing stronger, Ye Yutian has become a fearsome existence in the Jianghu. On the other hand, the Yunjianzong is a bit sluggish in Du Tangya's hands. The so-called revenge has gradually become a laughing stock.

However, there are still many people looking for Ye Yutian in the Jianghu, but so far no one knows his true face, gossip rumors spread that he has a soft whip, and his appearance is peerless.

So among the people who sought to see him, thought about his skills, and took his life, there were more lustful people at some point, who wanted to have sex with him.

But no matter what the purpose is, there is no gain, and there are news from time to time, but it is nothing but nothing.

After all, the largest and most accurate source of news is Nanmen Sect. It is obviously unrealistic to use this channel to find the leader.

Shen Burui was led by his master all the way up to avoid the people in the class, and stopped in the courtyard of the bedroom.

"Why haven't you rested yet?"

Ye Yutian was a little surprised, and said to humanity who turned around after hearing the movement.

"Uncle Nan." Shen Bujin also stepped forward and saluted the wheelchair-bound man.

Although he was called uncle, he was young, after all, his master hadn't reached the crown yet.

Zishu has disabled legs but has an extraordinary bearing, his handsome face always wears a gentle smile, he nodded to Shen Buru first before looking at Ye Yutian.

"I heard from Wei Qi that you were coming back today, so I came here and waited." Speaking of this, he chuckled slightly: "Otherwise, it would be impossible to wait for you to take the initiative."

Wei Qi said?Ye Yutian's heart moved slightly, he didn't answer the following words, he pushed the wheelchair, the awe-inspiring aura dissipated from his body, bent slightly and said softly, "Go to rest?"

After walking two steps as if he remembered it, he turned his head and said to the apprentice who was still standing there: "Go back, I'll come over tomorrow morning and give you something." Ye Yutian paused, as if resigned to his fate, "Call that girl Wuyou."

"Yes, my apprentice will leave." Shen Buruduan saluted politely.

Ye Yutian waved his hands and didn't bother to say any more, he never cared about these vain rituals, but his apprentice did such a good job that even the old fellows in the sect couldn't find fault.

Watching the person walk away, Zishu turned the thumb in his hand, "You really care about this apprentice, aren't you afraid?"

"What's there to be afraid of?" Ye Yutian didn't care too much, "I owe it after all."

Zishu's eyes showed distress, and he sighed: "Your character is really... Can you gain anything from going out this time?"

"There is no progress in the antidote, but..."

Shen Buruo couldn't hear the words behind him, he withdrew his breath and walked towards his courtyard, but he couldn't calm down.

He didn't intend to eavesdrop, the reason why he came back was just to confirm the time for tomorrow.

Why are you afraid of him?Looking for an antidote, who needs it?What has Master been doing outside the past few years?

Familiar throbbing pains came from his head again, preventing him from thinking deeply about those images of the past, Shen Buru reached out and pressed his temple, the moonlight shone on the young man's face, and the warm and restrained expression in front of him turned out to be a bit gloomy.

Shen Buru went back to his room, pondered for a while, took an incense stick from the drawer and lit it.

The wind blew in through the open window, and the smoke curled upwards. Standing quietly, he was waiting for someone, Uncle Yao.

Uncle Yao was originally the deputy suzerain of the Yunjian Sect, and also the father of Shen Bujin's only friend Yao Tian when he was a child. Later, for his wife and children, he left the rivers and lakes to hide his name and live a life like a paradise.

And two years ago Uncle Yao suddenly appeared, Shen Bujin didn't expect him to find him - after all, he was already a dead person in the outside world.

Moreover, in the past few years, he has also witnessed what is called the tree falling and the monkeys scattered. At the beginning, there were many people around his father, but the one who reached out his hand in the end was the first person.

Uncle Yao originally wanted to take Shen Burum away, but later Shen Buruan disagreed and instead came to teach him swordsmanship every night, thinking that he would go to his master tomorrow morning, so he didn't practice today.

But after about an hour, no one showed up.

Shen Buru was a little surprised, this was the first time he lit this incense and Uncle Yao didn't show up at [-] minutes.

Could there be some accident?Shen Buru thought for a while, put out the incense and went to take a bath.

After he tidied up, lit the incense again, this time when someone came,

"Little Master."

"Uncle Yao, you don't have to do this, just call me Shen Que."

Shen Que, this is Shen Buru's original name.

Wrapped in a black robe, Uncle Yao didn't speak, he couldn't sink into his slightly vague memory and jumped out of Uncle Yao's rigid and honest appearance, even his father couldn't make him change his words, so he didn't have to do this useless effort.

So he opened his mouth and said the purpose: "Master is back, I won't practice tonight." After a two-second pause, "I plan to take you to see Master."

Uncle Yao's voice was hoarse, like a saw, as if he had been seriously injured, "I should have told the young master, this is a secret between us."

Uncle Yao's breath was well concealed, as if it was about to disappear into the air.

"Yes, but I have thought about it for a long time, and I can't hide it from Master."

In fact, it’s okay not to say anything, after all, it’s not something harmful to Ye Yutian, but Shen Buruo always has the feeling that he has done something wrong in his heart.

"Young master, we are the only ones who are truly loyal to the suzerain. We have experienced too much in the past two years, and I don't trust anyone except you. Now I want to avenge my elder brother, and I don't hesitate to do anything."

With such fierce words, Uncle Yao's voice was very soft, but there was heavy determination and unspeakable sadness in that harsh voice.

Shen Buxin is speechless, he is still a young man, although this heavy courage was originally intended to be carried by himself, but now someone stands up to support him, the meaning is not just a simple support.

"Let's talk about this later, please trouble Uncle Yao to come over."

"Young master, I'll retire if nothing happens." Uncle Yao said, his powerful and burly body felt a little lonely.

"Uncle Yao, walk slowly." Shen Buru bent slightly, "Be careful along the way."

Uncle Yao turned around to leave, but stopped, hesitating slightly: "Although most of the rumors in the world are not true, they are not groundless. You can also think about it. You don't have to put too much affection on the people around you."

Shen Buruo's heart shuddered, he looked at Uncle Yao's back, and said in a low voice, "I understand."

Uncle Yao didn't speak any more, and disappeared from sight after taking two or three steps outside.

Shen Buru looked at the direction where Uncle Yao was leaving, his eyes flickered slightly.

Rumors?Although Shen Bujin stayed in teaching most of the time, he had heard about it.

However, there were too many rumors in the world, such as Shen Que's death, rumors that Ye Yutian committed heinous crimes and destroyed the entire family of the suzerain of Jianzong, and rumors that the current crown prince liked men.

Shen Bujin somewhat understood what Uncle Yao meant, he always felt that Uncle Yao had a prejudice against Master.

But amidst these true and false rumors, Shen Buru felt that he could be sure of one thing.

The man who brought him back to the Nanmen Sect, the man who called him by name, and the man who took off his mask for him should not and will not be his enemy.

It's just this feeling, he couldn't sink his eyebrows, he didn't think about it, put out the candle, and went to bed.