Lord Mojun is almost pissed off every day

Xie Yao was actually very impressed with his mother.

Mother Xie can make a lot of clothes for Xie Cheng and Xie Nan, and can gently tidy up their collars, but she never has a good look towards Xie Yao.

Xie Yao always didn't understand, he didn't know if this counted as maternal love.Mother Xie didn't come to see him, didn't like him to pay his respects, and didn't make clothes for him, but she gave him the best food and clothes, and found him a gentle nanny and a strict and gentle master.

Sometimes the maid around him would tell him to be more considerate of Xie Mu, after all Xie Mu gave birth to him and raised him.At that time, the little Xie Yao thought about it and thought it made sense, so after he left school, he seriously drew a picture of his mother, and then gently knocked on the door of Xie's mother's room at night.

In the end, he was taken away by the maid. Xie Yao didn't like to cry, so he just blinked and asked seriously if he could give the painting to his mother.The servant girl agreed, took the painting away, and then there was nothing more to say.

Later he asked the nanny why his mother couldn't treat him as gently as the nanny.

The nanny told him that everyone has their own way of loving their children. Maybe it was because the people around Xie Yao were too gentle, so Xie's mother wanted him to be more mature, so she treated him like that.

Xie Yao is a person who doesn't like to doubt others, so he believed it.

For many years, he felt that this was another way for Xie Mu to express his concern. Although it was different from his brothers, at least in some ways, Xie Mu treated him very well.

Later he met Shen Huai. Shen Huai was very different from him. He had an enviable talent and parents who loved him very much. He had a very harmonious relationship with his brothers and sisters.

Shen Huai is coquettish and willful, just like a young master.

Sometimes he would ask Xie Yao, "Why did your parents treat you like this?"

In his world, parents should be like Shen's father and Shen's mother, who are afraid that he will be hungry, cold and unhappy. This is the first time he has seen Xie's family who is completely opposite to his parents.

Xie Yao thought for a while, and said seriously: "Everyone has different ways of expressing concern, maybe this is their way."

He was used to not getting what he wanted, and gradually stopped asking for it. Since thanking his father and mother is like this, then he will accept it, and even if he doesn't understand, he won't complain.

Even when Xie's mother threatened him to agree to the marriage, Xie Yao told himself not to complain, once he had this idea, all the past would be weighed down in his heart, and he would think about the past over and over again to complain more.

He told himself that this was wrong, and then became more and more silent, and he didn't want to stay at home more and more. Sometimes he would look at the nanny, whose hair was gradually graying, making clothes for him under the lamp.

Just because of his ridiculous dissatisfaction.

Because of his reluctance, the nurse let the nanny bear the responsibility.

Xie Yao didn't want to see the nanny get hurt at all. When he was a child, the happiest thing was not seeing his parents praise and proud when he came back, but that the nanny was waiting for him in the yard with a stool, and then asked him if he wanted Do not drink hot soup.

The nanny is not well-educated, and she can't help him in practice, but Xie Yao just misses her.

I missed the bad-tasting bowl of hot soup when I came back in the rain, and then finished my homework under the watchful eyes of the nanny, and quietly left the most delicious pastries to the nanny when the maid was not paying attention.

Because of the distinction between master and servant, he can't give the best to the nanny, because it's not him who is in charge of the nanny, but he doesn't want to talk to his mother.

After all, Xie Yao did not dare to disobey her.

For a long time, Xie Yao actually admired his father very much.

He remembered that when he was a child, a branch of the Xie family came to his door begging, saying that a monk had disappeared accidentally while traveling, and he suspected that it was some uneasy and well-intentioned casual cultivators who did it.

This kind of casual cultivators are the most difficult to deal with. They usually go together, seek money and kill, and then leave immediately. This time they dared to mess with Xie's family.

But this monk is not well-known, and he is also a person who does not attract much attention in the clan. Some elders are not willing to spend too much energy looking for someone.One is that there may not be results, and the other is that it is not worth it.

A little monk from a branch actually came to ask the master to help him find someone?

Be whimsical.

But Father Xie agreed.

Xie Yao will always remember how Xie's father resisted all opinions, he looked at everyone firmly: "That's just a teenage child, is it possible that we will let a child be tortured because of some casual cultivators who are looking for trouble? No matter what the result is, we have to have an explanation, not only because of the face of the Xie family, but also because we can't take a child as a victim."

"No matter who it is, as long as there is hope, we have to save it, and we have to try."

When Father Xie said this, his eyes were full of firmness. He seemed to have an infectious power that made people around him involuntarily agree with him.His upright face was full of determination, and he gave the order decisively. The confidence and sincerity in his words moved everyone.

Xie Yao heard someone say that father Xie is really a gentleman, a responsible and responsible patriarch.

Xie Yao looked up at his father, staring blankly at him to order, Xie father looked down at him lightly, frowned slightly, but still didn't say anything, just told him that if there is a need in the family in the future, Xie Yao must also this way.

Xie Yao asked stupidly: "Then...if I disappear, will father also look for me?"

Father Xie paused when he heard the words, then touched his head for the first time, and said softly, "Of course."

Xie Yao closed his eyes slightly, feeling the warmth from his father's rough and huge palm.

He thought seriously, it was great that his father would come to rescue him.

It turned out that he was really narrow-minded, and his father still cared about him.

But he must work hard and not let his father worry about him like this.

Xie Yao has kept this request to himself in mind for many years. When he was injured, he would not tell Xie's father and mother, but when he broke through, he quietly hinted at the maid, and then stared at his father's expression the next day to see if he was a little gentler.

If he could have a little bit, he would be very happy.

It's a pity that his ability is too poor, and he can't always see what adults think.

Later he moved away from Xie's house, and when he seldom went back to Xie's house for various reasons, Xie Yao always respected his father.

Father Xie has been maintaining the stability of Chang'an all these years. If anything happens, someone will come to the Xie family for help. This is the impression that the Xie family gave Chang'an.

Xie Yao has always been very proud. He also hopes that he can become such a person, protecting his hometown and the people around him.

It's just that in the end, he didn't do anything.

And he didn't become that kind of person, but went further and further away.

When Father Xie asked him to go out and lure the enemy away together, Xie Yao naturally agreed; when he gave him the box, Xie Yao also solemnly took it.

He knew that he had let Father Xie down, but he never thought that Father Xie would lie to him.

When he accidentally knocked down the box and saw that the jade pendant was broken into several pieces because he blocked the knife, Xie Yao couldn't tell what it was like. He clutched his stomach and slowly slid to the ground, listening to the outside noise.

He knew that he should escape at this time, but he couldn't escape, he didn't know how to escape, he could only drip blood on the jade pendant, and wanted to laugh a few times, but he was not so open-minded, so he could only let the tears flow Out of the eye socket, slipped on the clothes.

He's not a fool, he knows what it means.

So instead of returning to Chang'an, he tried his best to escape for a month. He knew that Chang'an would be fine, but he didn't know that the price would be him.

Xie Yao should say that he is willing, that he is willing to pay for Chang'an, he should sacrifice himself for others.

But he didn't want to, he didn't want to be abandoned.

Is this also wrong?

During the 100 years of being locked up, Xie Yao once imagined whether Father Xie would come to him.

Even if he was abandoned, the promise back then should be fulfilled, right?It seems to be very remote here, and it should not be easy to find.Maybe there was an ambush, maybe there was a trap for father Xie to fall into.

Will mother be a little sad?

After all, she said she didn't want to see any of her children get hurt.

He should... be considered her child, right?

Xie Yao was thinking wildly in the endless pain, not only wanted Xie's family to come to him, but also worried that Xie's father would get into trouble because of this.

Childish and naive.

When Xie Yao was watching his grandfather's life disappear little by little in front of his grandfather's bed, he somehow missed the past.

At least he didn't know anything at that time, and naively believed what he believed, as if living in a beautiful fantasy.

It's just that the fantasy will eventually be shattered and replaced by the cruel truth.

Xie Yao looked at Father Xie with an angry and cold face, but asked: "Do you want to come and find me?...Even just once...just once."

Father Xie stared at him in silence, looking at this young son who he hadn't seen for a hundred years and almost changed, there was still a trace of fantasy and hope in his tired eyes.

It's not so sad to fantasize about your past.

But Father Xie broke his fantasy.

"You shouldn't be alive."

Xie Yao was taken aback for a moment, nodded blankly, and then smiled. Behind him was the ruins caused by his anger, and in front of him was his biological father whom he had revered for many years.

But he couldn't find his place.

How sad.

Xie Yao chuckled a few times, enduring choking and inexplicable tears, the laughter became louder and louder, his eyes were hazy, in this haze, he could only see Xie's father's indifferent expression.

And his cold words: "Look at you now, with the wild blood, you will eventually become a villain... Can't what you do and what you say prove it?"

"Prove? Prove what? Prove that what you did was right?" Xie Yao approached him with a knife, "Prove that you should have killed me before I became a villain, right?! You clearly, you clearly said..."

Xie Yao then smiled indifferently: "Forget it."

"You're right. I'm evil. The Xie family will be destroyed by me. Do you know why? Because you didn't kill me! Because you didn't kill me earlier! Remember, the Xie family was destroyed because you!"

Black mist emerged from his hand, wrapped around his knife, Xie Yao's eyes were cold, full of murderous intent and tyranny, his hands were stained with blood, and he was so stimulated, he couldn't control himself more and more. He fell to the ground.

Xie Yao found it funny: "Look, why is this? Isn't it because of you? I am evil, so could it be that you are good?!"

Father Xie just looked back at him disappointedly.

"I thought you would have some conscience... Forget it, you hate me, our grievances, please don't involve the Xie family."

Father Xie gave him a deep look, just like when Xie Yao went to school for the first time many years ago, he stood in front of the window and watched the little Xie Yao silently salute him, watching silently and calmly. Now the crazy and cold Xie Yao.

Then tell him: "I hope everything ends here... Xie Yao, actually... you shouldn't be Xie's family."

Father Xie died in front of Xie Yao, but he did not do it.

He said very little to Xie Yao when he was alive, and only a light sentence when he died.

It's as if he never cared about Xie Yao.

Xie Yao was dumb for a moment, Xie's father's death came too suddenly, just like his abandonment and indifference, it was caught off guard and made people at a loss what to do.

Xie Yao felt that he might be too happy. Shouldn't he be happy to see the death of the person he hated so much?

The funny thing is that he couldn't help but wipe the corners of his eyes to wipe away the inexplicable tears.

He shouldn't care.

Xie Cheng's resentful eyes were still fresh in his memory, Xie Yao just smiled and looked at this man madly saying that the Xie family didn't owe him anything.

Didn't the Xie family owe him anything?

Xie Yao stepped on his knee, staring pitifully at Xie Cheng, who had been abolished by him: "I don't owe you either. How have I disobeyed you all these years? Huh? I dare not go back to Chang'an... …Don’t dare to find out the truth about my nanny’s suicide… Do you think I don’t know anything? Don’t I know how those rumors came about?! I just listened to your nonsense, so I couldn’t kill you sooner.”

He stepped on Xie Cheng's leg bones bit by bit, listening to his screams, seeing this elder brother who had been unwilling to look at him at the moment was like an ant that could be crushed to death at any time under his feet.

"Does it hurt? What's the pain? You were trampled once...and I! In the past 100 years, I've been trampled countless times!" Xie Yao looked down viciously and bit his lips to pieces. The tattered and blood-stained city of Xie.

"You don't owe me anything? Chang'an's stability over the years, and your Xie family's great and bright reputation today are all traded for me. You actually said that the Xie family doesn't owe me anything?"

"What right do you have to say that?"

Xie Yao knelt down halfway, grabbed his neck fiercely, and looked at his painful and struggling appearance viciously: "Since these are all traded for me...then it's fair for me to come back now, right?"

"Brother." Xie Yao smiled, and called him affectionately, "I remember you said... what is it? Oh, by the way, my personality is useless without the Xie family. I still remember. I'm not good at anything but holding grudges."

While smiling, he completely destroyed Xie Cheng's foundation.

"Everything you say is aimed at you. Let me think about it. I have no star bones and no cultivation. Although I did it myself... But I can ask you to pay it back? Thank you."

Xie Cheng endured the severe pain, unwilling to give in to this villain: "You will pay retribution, kill or cut, it's up to you."

"Retribution?" Xie Yao nodded thoughtfully, "There's nothing you can do about it. Just like now, I...is your retribution."

"I don't like it when people lie to me."

Xie Yao smiled, and waved to Xie's mother, who was being helped by the side: "Mother, look, didn't you teach me this? Keep your promises. If you don't keep them, then there is nothing I can do. I can only do it myself." Come to discuss."

"Anyway..." Xie Yao looked at Mother Xie even more happily, and took the time to tear off the cloth from her mouth, and then she bit her hard.

As if he didn't feel the pain, he calmly let her bite, blood dripped on the ground, Xie Yao blinked, and wiped Xie Mu's face with his hand.

"It is said that the body, hair and skin are the parents, I will return this blood to you." Xie Yao looked at Xie's mother indifferently, "Oh...it can't be counted like this, I am not Xie's family. After all, in your eyes Here, I may not even be as good as a dog. If you think about it, just give me something because of my begging, but if you don’t remember... then you don’t know.”

Xie Yao looked at his mother seriously: "Why don't you talk? Are you unhappy? That's good, I will be happy if you are unhappy."

Xie's mother looked at her husband's body and her own child in pain, and then looked helplessly at the lunatic: "You are not Xie's family...you are not worthy of being Xie's family..."

Xie Yao asked an inexplicable question: "Do you still remember...that painting?"

But Xie Mu didn't want to answer him at all.

Then forget it.

Xie Yao was silent for a while, then took out an exquisite small spirit weapon from his cuff, pulled Xie's mother's hand forcefully, and pricked her finger lightly, the blood dripped on the spirit weapon, just like the blood on Xie Yao's hand Blend together for a soft glow.

Xie Yao threw away the spirit weapon: "I really thought... so why? Is it just because of my wild blood?"

Mother Xie just gave him a hard look: "If I had known this, I should have strangled you back then, and it would be better than now!"

"...You really should strangle me." Xie Yao was in a daze, and then looked at her with a smile, "It's because you didn't strangle me that this result happened. Right?"

He left Xie Mu indifferently, watching her crawl to Xie Cheng's side to check his injuries.

Mother Xie laughed a few times, and the hairpin fell to the ground. She whimpered and pulled Xie Cheng, chanting nonsense and occasionally giggling.

In this case, it seems particularly strange.

Xie Cheng gritted his teeth: "Xie Yao! Do you still have the heart to drive your father to death and your mother crazy? No matter how much you hate them, they are still your parents!"

"Of course I didn't." Xie Yao smiled, "That's it, as long as you can climb out, I'll let you go, how about it? Isn't it a good deal?"

Xie Cheng looked at Xie Yao who was holding a long knife in fear, but the other party found a chair and sat down.

"I never break my word."

Xie Cheng endured the injury, and half-drag and half-carried the crazy mother Xie out. Occasionally, when he looked back because he had no strength, Xie Yao was sitting in the shadow, gently stroking his knife, as if he didn't pay attention to Xie Cheng's actions at all. movement.

Anyway...he had to live, he had to bury his father, and he had to take care of Xie's mother who was driven crazy.

Xie Cheng had no choice but to continue moving forward, and when he reached the threshold, the voice that made him feel cold rang out again.

"and many more."

Xie Cheng turned to look at him in fear and hatred, Xie Yao sat on the chair slowly and played with the knife without even raising his head.

"I don't want to see you in other places... So, it's best not to think about leaving Chang'an. Otherwise... you won't want to know what I will do."

"...Understood." Behind Xie Cheng was a winding trail of blood, and Xie Yao clenched his fists tightly, watching them leave calmly.

He suddenly felt ridiculous, self-righteous revenge, but did nothing.

So stupid and so ridiculous.

Xie Yao threw his sword, stayed in the Xie family's ancestral hall for a while, and then scratched out his name bit by bit with the dagger.

He doesn't care too much, either.