"My brother is three years older than me"

Bai Xi began with the oldest story and told the story.

Yan Xun drank violently, although he was not drunk, his brain was a little heavy, he was motionless, too lazy to speak, listening to Bai Xi's words, but he didn't pay much attention.

He was still wondering, why could Bai Xi set up a formation at will and gather the yin?

Bai Xi is so powerful, why do you want to enter this mortal world?

"We are Han Chinese, we used to be the butchers of Zhaozhou Mansion, and the city of Zhaozhou was broken that year" Bai Xi's voice was low and long.

He had just said this when he was suddenly interrupted by Yan Xun. Yan Xun sneered: "Nonsense, Zhaozhou is unbreakable!" ”

"I'm talking about 500 years ago." Bai Xi was displeased.

Yan Xun also felt that he was too calculating, people were talking nonsense, what was he making a fuss? Let's see what tricks this person plays: "Zhaozhou was broken, and then what?" ”

"The city was looted, and the Turkic soldiers entered the city, burned, killed and looted, and washed Zhaozhou in blood. My brother was only five years old, and he took me as a two-year-old and hid in the woodpile, and we gnawed on the bellflower to survive, and three days later we left the city and went to the desert.

In the desert, we met a wizard who picked us up and went back to become portal slaves. This sorcerer, a shaman respected by the steppe people, is harsh and vicious in private. He often beat us, and once when he didn't like it, he threw hot oil tea on us, and my brother killed him."

When Yan Xun heard this, he seemed to be a little interested, and he sat up straight.

Yan Xun doesn't like bitter love dramas, but he is happy to be revenge. He thought it was good.

"How old was your brother then?" Yan Xun asked.

"Eleven." Bai Xi smiled, very proud.

Yan Xun was stunned: Only eleven years old? When he was eleven years old, his hands trembled when he slaughtered a sheep for the first time.

So, Yan Xun didn't say anything anymore and listened in silence.

Bai Xi continued: He and his brother were tortured by the wizard for six years. During these six years, his brother groveled, learned some of the wizard's spells, and then killed the wizard.

The child should have fled in panic when he killed someone, but his brother did the opposite. He will be the body of the sorcerer. Hide him under the felt bag and bury him with salt mines, so that it stinks more slowly.

Then, his brother pretended to be a wizard himself.

Because every time the sorcerer goes to the sacrifice. All have to be smeared on the face. And his brother is very thin though. But he was already very tall, about the same size as a wizard, and others couldn't tell that he was pretending.

In the first two years of preparing to kill the wizard. His brother deliberately paid attention to witchcraft and learned ninety percent of the skills of wizards before he started.

Bai Xi's brother can perform sacrificial dances, and no one finds out that he is a fake shaman.

It's just a child of about ten years old, and it's amazing that his brother can have such a careful mind.

Yan Xun listened to it, and also felt that Bai Xi's brother was a great character. If he lives in a rich family and studies hard, he will definitely be able to do something.

For the next ten years, Bai Xi and his brother have been pretending to be sorcerers on the grassland, presiding over sacrifices, and living well.

In their free time, they go everywhere to study, learn more witchcraft, and hope to be more powerful, not just pretending to be ghosts, but really learning.

At first, people wondered why the wizard changed his voice, but they were in awe of the wizard and did not dare to question it, but then they got used to it and never doubted them.

Their lives are getting better and better, they have more slaves, cattle and sheep, and they have become acquainted with the tribal leaders. Bai Xi's brother felt that they couldn't be so indiscriminate, they had to learn real skills!

So, they gave up their possessions, took a few pieces of gold, and went to the Peacock River. That year, his brother was twenty-one years old and he was eighteen.

In the city of the Peacock River, they found a warlock and prepared to learn occult arts. At this time, they learned that the Xuan sect of the Peacock River came from the Central Plains.

"The reputation of the ancestor is resounding all over the world, but few people have really seen him. The ancestor is not dead, but he has never been stingy with his ability, he must accept one apprentice, until his apprentice dies, he will accept another one.

It just so happened that that year, his last apprentice died, and he only lived to be eighty years old, and he needed to find a new apprentice. When my brother heard about it, he was very excited and took me to Middle-earth, and we trekked through mountains and rivers for more than two years before we found the whereabouts of my ancestor. But the mountain gate was difficult to enter, and we couldn't see the ancestor at all, and we lingered for more than a year," Bai Xi continued.

"And then, you went back?" Yan Xun asked.

Bai Xi smiled: "Go back?" Naive, my brother doesn't stop until he achieves his goal. He inquired several times and knew that Lao Zu had an adopted daughter, who was picked up and raised by his side when she was very young, she was both a daughter and an apprentice, and Lao Zu loved her the most.

My brother also knew that the girl had to go down the mountain to the market every month, so he went to touch her. That year, she was only twelve years old, round and round, like a jade girl in front of the Bodhisattva. ”

And then every time he went to the market, Bai Xi and his brother could deliberately find the daughter of the ancestor.

The little girl was innocent and liked this big brother very much, and half a year later, the two brothers finally met the ancestor.

"The ancestor left us by his side and asked us to do some chores and inspect them after half a year. On the mountain there were not only our brothers, but also twenty other warlocks. In the end, my brother stood out and became the apprentice of Lao Zu. I also wanted to stay in the mountains, but unfortunately the ancestor didn't agree, so I left.

I left my brother and had nothing to rely on, so I returned to the Peacock River, worshiped my master again, and learned mystical arts. Our cultivation methods are naturally different from those of the Ancestors, who regard us as enemies. He sent my brother to clean up the Peacock River Channel.

It was the first time I had seen him in 10 years, and he hadn't changed at all, even younger. He got married, married the daughter of the ancestor, he is quite prestigious in the Central Plains, he seems to be an official, what kind of court bullshit Qin Tianjian official, or a national teacher or something. He and his wife came to the Peacock River and killed my master, my brothers, and nine of them.

He left me ten years ago and ruined my life and dependence; Ten years later, he killed a fellow disciple whom I considered family. So, I killed him. ”

Speaking of this, Bai Xi's expression was a little hideous.

He suddenly asked Yan Xun: "You say, is it his fault or mine?" ”

Yan Xun was defenseless and was almost startled by him.

"You killed everyone, what right and wrong do you have?" Yan Xun frowned and said, "Do you think you're doing the right thing?" ”

Bai Xi's face changed slightly, and he seemed to want to kill Yan Xun, and Yan Xun immediately pulled out the dagger.

However, Bai Xi did not pounce, and his anger gradually extinguished.

Yan Xun also put the knife away.

"Finished? After that, I went back. Yan Xun said.

After wasting a long day and listening to a story that I don't know, Yan Xun felt absurd.

Since Bai Xi's brother was killed by him, what brother did he come to Beijing to find?

"Don't you wonder what happened to my brother and his wife?" Bai Xi asked abruptly, he seemed to be a little proud, but also a little ill-intentioned.

Yan Xun frowned slightly, he was not interested in male and female love, and he was even less interested in fiction.

The reason why he listened to Bai Xi's words was because Bai Xi's formation last time made him jealous and curious. He observed for a long time and found that the interlaced lines were like mountains, and he couldn't find anything unusual about Bai Xi at all.

This person is full of nonsense, which makes Yan Xun unclear. He walked out and said, "It's not about me. ”

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