At this time, he walked up to me and squatted down to take my hand, his eyes were full of distress, and he comforted me softly, don't be afraid, he is here.

He will accompany me to reveal the truth and find out what Grandpa wants to achieve with me.

His last resurrection also doubled his cultivation, and he should also have the strength to fight when he meets his grandfather again.

"After doubling the cultivation of the talent, maybe you have the strength to fight? After the last time Grandpa fought against you, although he killed you, he also lost too much blood, and his head was hit and he passed out. ”

"Nope. When he killed me, he was unscathed. If it weren't for the fact that even Chikasa was good at stealth tracking and happened to find me, and he also practiced the Wind Scar Charm to come and go without a trace, and snatched my body in time, I would have been destroyed by him, and my body would have died completely and never had a chance to be resurrected. ”

"Did you lie to me?"

"Nope. The word is true. ”

"You've seen me since the first time you saw me...... No, it's the first time I've seen Si Yinxue talk about it, and I'll talk about what happened to you and Si Yinxue. ”

"Good. ”

At this point in the conversation, he begins to elaborate on the past.

Back then, at the same age as yesterday, he was ordered by Master to take me back to Master's door.

When he arrived, there were several groups of forces fighting, some trying to take me and some to kill me.

At that time, I was only about three years old.

Because he was also going to take me away, he became the target of public criticism as soon as he appeared.

He fought his way out to save me, and just as he reached in front of me and stretched out his hand to me, someone attacked him from behind.

He was killed instantly.

After he was resurrected, he saw Master and me.

It turned out that Master ordered him to pick me up, and after he left, I was a little relieved, so I went with him.

It's just that the master was one step late, and he was dead by then.

Master took his body from the scene and also took me away, and then resurrected him.

After he recovered, Master handed me over to him to be responsible for raising and teaching, and told him not to divulge the fact that I had been taken back to the master's door so as not to cause trouble.

He did a good job of secrecy, not only avoiding outsiders, but also avoiding his peers.

The Emei thorn I used was the self-defense weapon he had sought for me.

He also taught me the spells I practiced.

He took me to grow up.

After Master taught me to him, he went into retreat, and then disappeared again.

The disappearance of the master has attracted all kinds of speculation from the master.

People in the sect left one after another, either to set up their own doors, or to find a master, or to live the life they wanted.

He, the senior brother, basically rarely appeared in the master because he needed to take me secretly, and by the time he learned that the master was missing, the master had already fallen apart.

Later, he was attacked and killed, and I disappeared.

I don't know who it was, but he brought his body to the mountains and rivers in time and buried it in the soil with full spiritual power, and resurrected it after two ninety-nine to one eighty-one days.

When he came back to life, there was only food and water and money next to him.

Later, after he recovered to his original state, he received an order from his master.

Master told him to go and find me.

The instructions sent by the Master were sent by the same method of transmitting messages that the Master had used to give orders within the Master's Sect.

He did not suspect that the order was not sent by the master.

The missing Master can send another instruction, explaining that Master's so-called disappearance should be just a way to avoid his eyes, and Master should be busy with important matters.

The fact that the missing Master was able to send another order for him to look for me also means that the Master knows that he has lost me.

Perhaps, when the master has fallen apart, he doesn't know who resurrected him, and even the master is not necessarily.

Even if he is not a master, he must be a fellow disciple assigned by the master.

Knowing that he can resurrect the corpse and knows the method, in addition to the master and Lian Qianli, there is another fellow.

He hadn't had time to confirm it.

Master told him to look for me, so he set off.

After Master handed me over to him to be in charge of raising and teaching, I disappeared at the end of the retreat, and I never saw me again as I grew up.

The only description of me in the instructions sent by Master is my gender and age.

Then, he met me in Mohe.

Then, he happened to save me in the mountains of Yunnan.

After he rescued me, he vaguely felt that I was the person he was looking for, so he chose to stay with me.

Then, he was killed by his grandfather, and his body was snatched away in time by Lian Chigasa to be resurrected again.

My grandfather was an accomplice of the man who took me captive, if not the one who took me captive.

As for what Grandpa wanted to use me for, he didn't know yet.

As for why my grandfather took great pains to reset my memory, it was definitely to serve the purpose, at least I had been trained to be hostile and wary of others, difficult to trust others, and only loyal to my grandfather's existence.

Gu thrush, thrush, in his understanding, is a bird imprisoned in a cage.

"No way. I don't believe it. His detailed account once made my eyes darken.

What he said fits perfectly with the previous conversation.

If he's lying, he's ...... There is no forgiveness for the crime of plotting a long time ago.

If he hadn't lied, grandpa...... He deserves to be punished.

"Wife, what do you rely on to cultivate spells?"

"Elevate your anger. ”

"How to raise your anger?"

"At first, I relied on corpses to train my hands, then I relied on killing, and now I rely on killing. ”

"Cultivating mantras requires the enhancement of the qi, and there is a special method for improving the qi. Exercises can help you improve your anger while reducing the negative impact of raising your anger. Relying on corpses, killing, and killing people to improve your anger, slow progress, will make you more and more dissatisfied, more irritable, cruel and murderous. ”

"Grandpa has a spell book. ”

"That book and the Emei thorn book are your personal belongings, and the traditional Chinese letters on it are written by yourself. With you, in addition to the Emei thorn, there is also the book. ”

"I can't write such a beautiful little letter. ”

"Wife, you used to. ”

"What kind of exercises are the exercises that specifically improve the aspirant qi?"

"I'll teach you. ”

At this point in the conversation, he set out to teach me the exercises to improve my anger.

The exercises he taught me can indeed improve my anger and at the same time, it can also reduce the negative impact of raising my anger, and even reduce the dissatisfaction that has accumulated in my heart before.

"What you say and this exercise alone doesn't prove that you're not lying. Also, we don't know each other, so we don't have to call me my wife anymore. "I stopped as soon as I tried the exercises.

Grandpa asked me to rely on corpses to kill and kill people to improve my anger, maybe I just didn't know this exercise.

And relying on killing to enhance anger was not proposed by grandpa, but by Luo.

Luo ...... She was the eyes and ears of her grandfather.

Could it be that she proposed that killing people might continue to increase her anger because of her grandfather's instigation?

No, it's not like that!

That's not true!

My manic mood flares up again.

He hurriedly took me into his arms again, and once again let me scratch and scratch at him.

"Wife, I want to wear a dress. I don't think I'm able to take it anymore, and I might not be able to survive next time. "By the time I calmed down again, the blood had stained the towel red.

I:......

The smell of blood could have made me excited and greedy, but his blood never whipped me up.

When I calmed down, I called Chikasa about it.

Lian Qianli immediately opened his mouth after answering the phone, and told me very quickly that he and Ling Xiaoweng had already left something, and he and Ling Xiaoweng left something for me and the little monk at the front desk.

When Chikasa said this, he hung up the phone without giving me a chance to speak.

I:......

I took my backpack to the bathroom to change out of the clothes stained with the blood of the little monk, and then left the room and went to the front desk to pick up the things that Lian Qianli and Ling Xiaoweng left at the front desk.

That's a big bag.

In the bag, in addition to an ID card and a bank card, and a set of snow-white monk's robes that are not stained with any dust, there are also dozens of sets of men's clothes of different styles, as well as more than a dozen pairs of shoes and socks.

Whether it is monk's clothes, men's clothing, and shoes and socks, they are all suitable for the size of the little monk today.

The photo on the ID card is a photo of the little monk's current appearance, and the name on the ID card is Ye Gulan.

When I returned to my room with my bag, the little monk had a blood-soaked bath towel around his waist and had begun to sit cross-legged on the bed to repair his wounds.

With his eyes closed, he is like an ice sculpture of Kejin, cold and calm, which will make people feel that even his skin, flesh, muscles and bones are made of snow, and even his breath is cold.

I walked over to the coffee table with my bag in my hand and sat down, my mind blank and waiting for him to heal his wounds.

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