Since Yunling did not set a strict identity as an informant for still Shu, he wanted to rely on his cleverness and cleverness to adapt to the situation in the evergreen faction. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

How can he gain the trust of others in the Evergreen faction when he reports his life experience, he can set it at any time.

This is because Wan Ling suddenly lost his power in the Evergreen Sect in the split of the three factions of the Immortal Sect, so he couldn't give him a safe identity setting, and it was helpless for him to act when he had the opportunity.

Now this helpless move just happened to fall into the hands of the ghost-faced military master, who has no identity and only a name, which is no better. Because he had already set the identity of entering the Evergreen Sect this time.

"You put this token away, remember to carry it with you, otherwise no one will save you when your life is at stake." The Ghost-Faced Military Master said indifferently.

As he spoke, he handed over a token with a silver carved pattern to still Shu. The token is not large, and can be held in one palm. In the center of the token is a blood-red gem, dark in the sunlight, and seems to be worth a lot.

"Yes!" He still put the token away and solemnly agreed.

"At noon, you set off to go to the Immortal Mountain Evergreen Sect, and when you report, you only need to say your name Xuanze, and someone in the Evergreen Sect will allow you to join the faction."

"When someone helps you get in, they will look at your token, and after verification, they will give you the corresponding transaction and identity." The Ghost-Faced Military Master continued.

"Understood!"

"You are going to infiltrate the Evergreen Sect, to find out how powerful that treasure is, and to find out the ins and outs of the treasure."

"Yes! Commanded in vain! ”

After saying this, the Ghost-Faced Military Master stopped his words of explanation and order, and turned to stare at the still narrated. Although he couldn't see the eyes of the Ghost-faced Soldier, he could still feel that he was looking at himself.

Suddenly, the ghost-faced military master said with a smile: "Yes, I've grown up!" ”

Still Shu looked up at the face of the Ghost Face Advisor, still unable to see his face, but there was a smile in his voice. In the face of Master's sudden, I don't know whether it was praise or what I mean, I still didn't know how to respond for a while.

"How have these years been?" Ignoring the crampedness and embarrassment that still stated, the Ghost-Faced Master continued to ask.

“…… Very good. Still replied with some confusion.

"How's it good?" The Ghost-Faced Military Master snorted, "A few days ago, I received a creed from you who questioned me, saying that the arrangement made to you now is the greatest cruelty in training. ”

"The apprentice doesn't dare to ask the master...", still listening to the ghost-faced military master's breezy words, speaking the words he vented on the letter, he couldn't guess how he was emotional.

"Love can hurt people, and it can also kill people, you have to do it yourself." The Ghost-Faced Military Master said in a deep voice.

"Yes!" Respond respectfully.

When he looked up again, he saw more gray hair on Master's temples, and he couldn't help but ask, "How has Master been in health all these years?" ”

The Ghost-Faced Master smiled heartily in the real face that outsiders couldn't see, and then he said in a self-deprecating tone, "I've always been in poor health. After saying that, he smiled.

I still hear this with a sense of sadness.

Indeed, as Master said, his health has always been bad.

As a child, this is a fact that he and other trainees have known to him. Master often coughed for no reason, and his hands and feet often twitched for no reason, and when he had a seizure, he seemed to be in pain.

Although Master's meals have always been recuperated by a special pharmacist, it seems that he has never seen his health get better. Master once said when he was sad that every day he lived was tormenting himself for one more day of physical pain, and he didn't know what kind of faith supported him to suffer like this.

Master is only forty years old now, and when he was young, he was even more thirty years old when he was in the prime of life, but at that time he already had a flourishing hair.

Therefore, he still felt that the master was a pitiful person, especially when he was alone and remembered his beloved wife in a closed room, which made people feel even more distressed.

When the master is harsh, he is cold and harsh, cruel to the point of not having a trace of human feelings, but when he softens, he is so incomprehensible and extremely contradictory.

"Alright, go and rest, and set off at noon." The Ghost-Faced Master spoke, his voice a little haggard, and his panting became worse, as if he was about to start coughing again.

He bowed down, and before turning around, he saw the Master's gaze at his figure, which he knew was a concerned gaze. But for so long, every time I left Master's side, Master never said anything like "be careful" once, not once.

Obviously his eyes are full of concern, and he is obviously a person with affection and righteousness, why do you always deliberately avoid your feelings? Could it be that you are hurt too deeply by something and are afraid to care about others?

He still withdrew from the room where the master was and walked to the corner of the corridor, where he heard the master's violent coughing, as if he was about to cough out all his internal organs...

As soon as the Ghost-Faced Military Master began to cough violently, an attendant immediately came in with medicinal soup. He drank it and coughed for a long time, until he collapsed in his chair and wilted.

He used to be a sturdy man, he was born in hardship since he was a child, chopping wood, carrying water, carrying stone houses, he did all of them at a young age, how could he be as powerless as now, like an old man who is ready to die at any time.

But since he began to speak and think, his family's attitude towards him has become different. Because he always asks some strange questions and says some strange remarks, at first his family thought that he had bumped into some ghost god, and specially asked the exorcist goddess to exorcise the evil spirit for him.

But he was still like that, and as he grew older, his words became more sensational. So the family gave up on him and simply regarded him as a madman.

He had younger siblings, so he was even more left out in the cold. The family's livelihood became more and more difficult, and all the hard work was also pressed on his small shoulders. The family even thought that only by exhausting him completely would he not have the strength to say something weird.

Later, the family was even more short of food and rice, so they simply sent him to the nearby mountains to practice martial arts, so that the family could save a mouthful of food for him. He felt that he had no childhood, let alone any good memories.

Even if he showed that he was superior to his peers when he practiced martial arts, no one wanted to make friends with him, and no elder appreciated his excellence, they were afraid of him and did not want to listen to him.

Therefore, he often sat quietly alone, like a mute, and did not speak freely.

Later, he solved many difficult problems for the villagers, and some of the things he predicted became true, and he was slowly taken seriously, and gradually became famous in the countryside, and people called him "that powerful weirdo".

It wasn't until he began to leave the countryside and come to a larger and more prosperous realm that he was truly appreciated by the nobles. But he still felt that he was a freak, no one would understand his weirdness except for the woman he had in his heart, he was really the only mistake in this world. (To be continued.) )