Hidden Man [Transmigration Book]

Ye Zixi carefully tucked in the quilt for someone, touched the wound on her cheek, the last bit of scab had fallen off, leaving only a faint trace, which will disappear soon, but starting from the shoulder, the whole body The small wound on his body made him unable to bear to look at it.

Turning around to go out, gently closing the door, looking at the black and black heads kneeling on the ground, suddenly felt funny.

Look, those elders are still standing aside, but they just look indifferent, thinking about it, they know that he dare not do anything to them.

"Who can tell this deity what's going on?" Ye Zixi said lazily, with a look of indifference, and even the posture of sitting down was as elegant as ever, making people confused.

The shallow tone is just like asking about a trivial matter.

The children below looked at each other, elbows touched each other, pushed out the oldest one, about fourteen or fifteen years old, half a teenager, and not too small, knelt up straight and walked towards Ye Zixi After a salute, there was no respect.

His name is Fang Qing, and he is the only son of the second elder, Fang Quan.

"Reporting to the leader, we never had any physical conflict with Ye Yun at all. He was young and silent, and everyone let him go. It's just that when Master Lin asked us to practice the battle today, after I defeated him, he held a grudge and directly He drew out the long knife on the knife rack and chased me, and even the juniors who came to dissuade me were also injured."

Fang Qing opened his sleeves, and sure enough there was a long bloodstain on his forearm. It was not deep, but it looked terrifying, with a little bit of flesh exposed, and the second elder's face became gloomy again.

He also turned over the sleeve of a young man beside him, revealing a knife mark, "Look, Ye Yun has been chasing us closely, we can only run out, and scattered to avoid the edge of the cliff. He didn't stop and fell straight down, we couldn't stop him, he should be punished, and ask the leader to deal with it!"

Fang Qing said words of begging for forgiveness, but his eyes were full of pride. In this way, the victim turned into an arrogant and willful lunatic, relying on his own identity to act recklessly and despise people's lives.

If he, Ye Zixi, wanted to hold on to this position, he had to show a fair attitude, otherwise he was afraid that the hearts of the people would be chilled.

Ye Zixi glanced at Fang Quan who was standing aside. He was a middle-aged man in his 40s. He was plain but quite imposing. He looked at the farce in front of him from the corner of his eyes. The old god was there, so it was not like him. One faction.

"Oh, it should be punished." Ye Zixi sighed, "Where's the knife?"

Soon someone brought up a long knife with blood stains on it. It was a very ordinary practice model, the blade was not particularly sharp, and there were some dark red blood spots on it, which was really a physical evidence.

He tossed lightly, and the long knife came out of his hand in an instant, and stabbed it directly in front of a child beside Fang Qing. The handle of the knife was still trembling slightly, and it would stop on his face, which made people gasp in shock.

"However, since it was a chase, this deity didn't look like it. The injury should be shallow, but now that Xiao Yun is asleep, it's hard to judge. How about it, you..." He raised his finger and pointed at the child, "Just According to his intention, you should be able to grasp the strength of the slash again, after all, you have also been slashed."

As soon as this remark came out, the entire hall fell silent, and everyone looked at him with astonished expressions, but Ye Zixi continued incessantly, "If the knife marks cut out are the same, and the depth is similar, then It is my apprentice who intentionally hurts others, so he should be punished, but if it is different..."

"You should know the fate of fooling the deity!"

Fang Qing's face had already turned purple, and he wanted to refute this ridiculous remark loudly, but he didn't dare, so Fang Quan said tentatively, "Master, is this inappropriate? Are you trying to cover up your apprentice?" ?”

"Cover up?" Ye Zixi tilted his head and said with a smile, "What's there to cover up? I understand my apprentice. If he wants to cut someone down, it's probably not such a shallow wound. His arm is still intact. If it’s not guaranteed, it’s two different opinions, but if it wasn’t for him, the beloved son of the Second Elder who slandered the sect master’s personal disciples didn’t take me seriously as the sect master at all…”

"No... no! I avoided the wound in time to make it so shallow. He really wanted to cut off my arm!" Fang Qing finally couldn't hold back, and roared excitedly, but when he saw The faint smile on the corner of Ye Zixi's mouth stopped.

He has a bad feeling...

"That's why I said, let him chase after you, and you can hide naturally. Show me what kind of injury you got while dodging, right? If you are afraid of pain, you can also ask Guardian Han to examine the injury. It's not hard to tell which end is deep and which end is shallow..."

Oops!

Fang Qing's heart skipped a beat, the previous ones were all nonsense, the injury test is the truth!

This self-made wound was caused by being chased and hacked, and an insider can tell it at a glance, damn it!

"I...I..." Fang Qing muttered a few times, looking at his father as if asking for help.

Fang Quan raised his eyes, and there was a cold look in his eyes, "The child has been harmed innocently. The leader's actions and unreasonable demands are really chilling to the subordinates!"

"Hanxin?" Ye Zixi pursed her lips, and the teasing smile faded, "Ye Yun is a direct disciple of the deity, and Fang Qing's dispute with him is a crime of the lower class. Besides, this small injury is more serious. It seems that I plotted it out by myself to frame Ah Yun. If I want to prove my innocence, then I will do it again. Otherwise, let the right protector check the wound, otherwise... the second elder should have an explanation to the deity, and it is me This leader is no longer in your eyes at all?"

With such a high hat on, Fang Quan finally stopped talking and began to weigh the pros and cons in his heart.

Although Ye Zixi was young, her seat was fairly secure now, and it was obviously not a rational choice to tear her face off in public.

As for the injury test, his own son knew about it, but he didn't expect such a big commotion to happen.

Thousands of thoughts flashed by, and he finally bent his noble waist, half-knelt down, pulled his face, and said respectfully, "This subordinate is incapable of discipline, and the dog is young and playful, and accidentally injured the young master, please forgive me." ...the leader punished..."

The last two words seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, and he could almost hear his panting, almost gnashing his teeth.

"It's not the son's fault to teach the father, the second elder Fang Quan has no way to teach the son, but for the sake of your hard work, go to the punishment hall to receive sixty lashes. As for Fang Qing," Ye Zixi's cold gaze swept across the man who was about his age. The young man, he finally knew he was afraid, and lowered his face slightly, his face was full of fear, and he lost half of his arrogance.

"I went to think about it and knelt in the hall. Whenever Xiaoyun wakes up, you will get up."

The punishment was not severe. According to Ye Zixi's temper before, beating him to death was a matter of one sentence, so Fang Quan and Fang Qing were relieved, but this was a big loss of face.

Han Feng squinted his eyes, smiled, and looked like a kind old man, "Please, Second Elder, don't worry, my whip is light and my technique is good, so I won't suffer."

But in private, he changed to a long whip with slightly burred barbs. It is said that this meal actually made the second elder, who had always been invincible, lie on the bed for half a month.

Ye Zixi stirred up the veil and put it on the child whose face was flushed with fever, looking at the face that was getting thinner and thinner, she felt a little depressed for a while.

At that time, when he picked up the person, he really had an inexplicable sense of responsibility, just like many owners who picked up stray cats and dogs from the street. Enthusiastic, but not ready to truly be responsible for him.

It's the same with this child, he thinks that bringing people back, giving him an identity, and having enough food and drink, is the utmost benevolence and righteousness, and there is no need to take care of him at all.

But he never thought about how uneasy it would be for such a child who has amnesia and is a bit dull, even unable to speak, to suddenly come to such a strange environment.

What's more, the school is martial arts, the ethos is relatively rough and arrogant, and it is common for people to fight each other if they don't like each other. He actually pushed the child out like a troublesome person, and made him face such a jealous man. Identity, surrounded by wolves, tigers and leopards...

How big is his heart...

Touching the corners of his eyes lightly with fingers, the child didn't sleep very soundly, and his eyelids trembled from time to time, but because of the effect of the medicine, he couldn't wake up for a while, and his eyes trembled due to his movements.

"I'm sorry," Ye Zixi paused, exhaled lightly, slipped his fingers down, and grasped that dry and cracked little hand as lightly as if he was stroking a feather, "It won't happen in the future..."

Xiao Junyi's eyes trembled slightly, his brows were furrowed, and he slept extremely restlessly.

He can remember not many things, but it is precisely because of the few things that the impression is particularly deep.

The red dress after opening his eyes for the first time pulled him back from the fear of death with a flame-like temperature, and the man's pleasant voice was intoxicating and reassuring, but he seemed... to be left behind.

For three whole days, he hadn't seen that person again, surrounded by malicious gazes and sarcasm, looking for his weakness all the time, trying to drag him back into the boundless darkness and kill him with one blow.

"Hey, I don't know where the wild bastard came from. He is not big or small when he sees seniors. Come on, call senior brother and listen..."

The oldest boy said so, and everyone echoed, "What did you say, Brother Chen, who came back together, said it. This is a mute. It is said that his brain is not good. He can't speak. I guess the leader is too. Seeing that he is pitiful, he was given a title and thrown here, do you think the leader still cares about him?"

"That's right, we can't let a newcomer break the rules, we have to teach him well..."

Xiao Junyi couldn't remember what happened later, he wanted to fight back, but he didn't know where he heard that private fighting within the church would be expelled, so he finally gritted his teeth and endured it.

He must not be kicked out like this...

But obviously, that group of people didn't intend to just let him go, even if he didn't understand where the inexplicable hostility came from, he could still discern the killing intent in their eyes.

Then, he watched helplessly as the boy pulled out the long knife at the side and cut a hole in his body.

The blood flowed very quickly, but the injury was not serious, it just looked terrible, but the pain would not be weakened by the severity of his strike, but he never even frowned, full of malice.

"It seems that our little junior brother is very dissatisfied with us..."

The crowd burst into laughter again, Fang Qingyou felt dissatisfied, and threw the long knife to his follower, who looked much weaker, trembling for a long time, and then lightly slashed under his gaze, but it was so shallow that he could almost ignore it. .

"Ye Yun... um, is that his name? A private fight within the sect, beheading fellow disciples with extremely cruel means, during the pursuit, he accidentally fell from a cliff, unfortunately... died..."

The last two words were inaudible, and the corners of Fang Qing's lips curved slightly, evoking a sarcasm, his eyes were surprisingly bright, crazy and dangerous.

As he walked in step by step, Xiao Junyi gritted his teeth and wanted to escape, but was shocked to find that he had been moved to the edge of the cliff without knowing it, and two steps back was the cliff. Turning his head and looking down, the bottom of the cliff was filled with There was a layer of mist, and it was dark and empty, like the giant mouth of a monster, waiting to swallow him whole.

"Hey, see, this is a good place. If you want to blame, blame your good master. Okay, why did you accept you as an apprentice? Even if you are a beggar and starve, it's better... ..." Fang Qing grabbed one of his ankles, and clenched his palms tightly. The venom was quenched by his terrifying sight, which almost paralyzed half of his body, as if he had returned to the despair and helplessness that Liao San chased and killed before.

"It's such a tragic death that you can't even leave a whole body..." He heard this sentence in a daze, and the dizziness of weightlessness made him feel physically sick, even if he had experienced it once, the feeling of dying The fear didn't lessen by half.

Fortunately, they didn't see it because they were covered by the maze. In fact, there were many branches growing horizontally on the side of the cliff, which slowed down the force of the fall, and a platform protruded in the middle, just in time to catch him.

Rolling down another ten inches to the side is the real cliff.

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