As night fell, Lu Xiaoxian and Zhang Mengqiu went out to practice in the Bat Cave.

Like picking pebbles by the river, they went to the Bat Cave every night, and they persevered for eight years.

Lu Xiaoxian had to admit that the method of lacking virtue ghosts really worked.

Now, in the dark of night, they can see dozens of paces away. With your eyes closed in a bat cave, you can tell how many bats there are in the cave just by hearing.

When passing by the wooden house of the immoral ghost, there was a faint sound from inside. The ghost who lacks virtue will blow Xiao every night, blowing the same tune, Lu Xiaoxian and Zhang Meng have long been used to it for so many years.

Back then, Lu Xiaoxian and Zhang Meng were about to leave Wangyun Mountain, but they were blocked by more than a dozen silver-ringed snakes on the way, and they heard this sound at that time. It's just that Lu Xiaoxian never broke the matter. The Lack of Virtue Ghost never mentioned it, perhaps he felt that there was no need to hide it at all.

Xiao Sheng is like a hallucination in a dream, as if he has just woken up from a dream, or the conversations and whispers that remain in his heart. Every time he hears this song, Lu Xiaoxian can always faintly feel that the ghost who lacks virtue is a person with a story.

Two hours later, Lu Xiaoxian and Zhang Meng returned from the Bat Cave. The candlelight in the ghostly wooden house was still flickering, and the sound of Xiao continued.

Lu Xiaoxian couldn't help frowning: In the past, the lack of virtue and ghosts only blew Xiao for half an hour at most, and it is rare to see it for such a long time as today.

Stop and listen carefully, the sound of the flute is different from the past, strange and long, there is a trance of another world, like a desolate voice telling the past years, reaching the depths of the soul.

At this moment, Lu Xiaoxian suddenly felt a little inexplicably uneasy.

Xiao Sheng stopped abruptly.

The hoarse voice of the immoral ghost came from inside the room: "Don't stand there, you two come in!" ”

Lu Xiaoxian and Zhang Meng pushed the door in.

In the candlelight, Lu Xiaoxian and Zhang Meng clearly saw the faces of the ghost who lacked virtue.

This face has witnessed their eight years.

This face once made them hateful.

This face once made them feel painful.

This face, they will never forget for the rest of their lives.

This face, which now looks so unfamiliar.

For the first time in eight years, Lu Xiaoxian looked at the immoral ghost like tonight. He suddenly found that this face was full of wrinkles, and he was old without virtue.

"Do you know what kind of tune I'm playing?" There was a bit of wistfulness in the tone of the immoral ghost.

"I don't know!" Lu Xiaoxian shook his head honestly, "But I know that this song hides a knot in your heart!" ”

"After all, I've grown up!" The lack of virtue is noncommittal, and it is obviously a tacit acquiescence.

After a moment of silence, the ghost of lack of virtue sighed: "This song is called "Huang Li", from the "Book of Songs"! ”

After that, the ghost who lacked virtue sang in a low voice: "Pi Huang is leaving, and Pi Ji is a seedling." The line is vigorous, and the center is shaky. Those who know me say that I am worried; Those who do not know me say what I want. Who is this? He is separated, and he is the spike of grass. The line is vigorous, and the center is drunk. Those who know me say that I am worried; Those who do not know me say what I want. Who is this? He is separated, and he is real. The line is vigorous, and the center is like choking. Those who know me say that I am worried; Those who do not know me say what I want. Who is this? ”

The song of the immoral ghost is low and hoarse, not beautiful, but Lu Xiaoxian can hear that he is singing with his heart and soul.

The singing stopped, and Lu Xiaoxian seemed to be shrouded in an inexplicable sadness.

"It's the first time I've sung in front of you, and I'm smiling!" The immoral ghost revealed his shyness for the first time, like a child who had made a mistake.

Is this still the scheming ghost of the past?

Lu Xiaoxian was surprised.

The ghost stared at Lu Xiaoxian and said, "This Xiao has been with me for decades, so give it away today!" ”

Listening to the words of the immoral ghost, the uneasiness in Lu Xiaoxian's heart became more and more intense. After taking over the Xiao who never left the ghost who lacked virtue, he started very deeply, and Lu Xiaoxian found out that Xiao was actually made of ironwood, no wonder the voice was so peculiar.

"It's good to be young, I've been young too, looking at the vitality of the two of you now, I think of myself when I was young!" The ghost of lack of virtue looked a little in a trance.

"Do you have something to tell us!" Lu Xiaoxian asked solemnly.

The immoral ghost replied equally solemnly: "Yes, there is something to say!" ”

Lu Xiaoxian waited for the following words of the immoral ghost.

"Do you know why my master accepted me as an apprentice back then?"

Lu Xiaoxian shook his head.

The immoral ghost lifted his left trouser leg, pointed to a mole half an inch above his ankle and said: "The mole grows here, it is called a 'bumpy mole', it is a fierce mole, which indicates that there are more tribulations encountered in life than ordinary people!" ”

After that, the immoral ghost wiped his right trouser leg again: "There are 'bumpy moles' on both the left and right feet, there are very few such people, and there will be no more than ten in the whole world." Back then, it was for this reason that Master accepted me as an apprentice! The three of us brothers all have 'bumpy moles'! ”

Lu Xiaoxian's heart moved, and he hurriedly pulled up his trouser legs, and found that his left and right feet also had "bumpy moles".

Zhang Meng also pulled up his trouser legs, but he was disappointed.

At this moment, Zhang Meng understood that he was accepted as an apprentice by the immoral ghost, which was stained with Lu Xiaoxian's light. If this is not the case, it is estimated that he is not even qualified to stay in Wangyun Mountain. No wonder what Lu Xiaoxian learned was different from what he learned.

Thinking of this, Zhang Meng felt a little lost in his heart. However, he soon felt relieved, what else was it to be with Lu Xiaoxian?

"This mastery comes from Mr. Guigu's vertical and horizontal science back then, mainly based on strategy, and only passed on to people with two 'bumpy moles'!"

"Why is that?" Lu Xiaoxian was puzzled.

The immoral ghost shook his head: "This is a rule passed down from generation to generation, and I don't know why!" ”

The ghost who lacked virtue seemed to fall into memory, and after a long time, he continued: "Back then, the master had no reservations and taught me and my second junior brother what he had learned. We have a good understanding and have learned all the things from our masters. After our debut, the two of us were like fish in water and invincible. If it continues like this, this peerless school will inevitably become famous all over the world. It wasn't until one day that I realized that the truth is not so simple, and sometimes people are not as good as heaven......"

No generation's youth is easy.

Every generation has its own fate, grievances, struggles, and struggles, and there is nothing to complain about.

Lu Xiaoxian frowned and asked, "But is it because of the two of you competing?" ”

"Alas!" The Lack of Virtue Ghost sighed, "At the beginning of the competition, I was a little crazy, and since then the root of the disease has fallen, over the years, I can only hide in the deep mountains and old forests to survive!" ”

He was about to ask carefully, but the immoral ghost waved his hand: "Don't ask again, let it pass!" Over the years, I have tried my best to hone your temperament in order to avoid repeating my mistakes in the future. I could have done it in two years, but unfortunately God didn't give me this opportunity! ”

Lu Xiaoxian was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly asked, "What did you say?" What's wrong? ”

"These days, although I try my best to restrain myself, but the attacks are becoming more and more frequent, and today, the oil has run out, and there is no way to return to the sky!"

"Master!" Lu Xiaoxian couldn't hold back any longer, and tears fell.

Over the years, Lu Xiaoxian endured humiliation and did not leave Wangyun Mountain, just to fulfill one wish: that is, to use his own way to completely defeat the ghost who lacks virtue.

If it weren't for this reason, he would have been unable to hold on a long time ago.

It wasn't until now that Lu Xiaoxian knew how wrong he was. The long-cherished wish is so ridiculous. The person who is bent on revenge is the person who cares for himself the most in the world.

"I can listen to you call Master, and I can close my eyes under Jiuquan!" Lack of virtue showed kindness on his face, and took out a book from his side and handed it to Lu Xiaoxian, "This is the mastery of this sect, "I have taught you a lot of the content in it on weekdays, you can sort it out carefully!" ”

Lu Xiaoxian knelt on the ground, and took the book with trembling hands.

The man has gold under his knees, and only kneels to the heavens and his mother. Lu Xiaoxian came from the next generation, he had never knelt to the sky, nor his parents, and today he knelt to the ghost of lack of virtue for the first time.

Zhang Meng also knelt down with him.

The lack of virtue ghost showed exhaustion in his tone: "I have said everything that should be said, I'm tired, you go back and rest!" ”

Lu Xiaoxian wanted to say something, but was stopped by the immoral ghost waving his hand: "Let's go back first, I'll talk about it tomorrow!" ”

Back in his wooden house, Lu Xiaoxian was very excited, and he was shocked by the words of the Lack of Virtue Ghost tonight.

In the past eight years, the ghost of lack of virtue has been making things difficult for Lu Xiaoxian all the time, why not teach him all the time.

As a master, the ghost who lacks virtue is competent and dedicated. It is precisely because of the tempering of the immoral ghost that Lu Xiaoxian has a turning point and harvest. If it weren't for the crises and troubles deliberately created by the ghost of lack of virtue, perhaps he would have lived a mediocre and boring life.

Today, Lu Xiaoxian can face all kinds of ups and downs with a mature mentality, no longer helpless, and has become a real warrior......

Just after dawn, the last star finally disappeared from the horizon.

Lu Xiaoxian meditated in the house and practiced Tiangang Jue.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound outside the door, and he was vigilant in his heart.

opened the door suddenly, but saw Bai Gongzi at the door, with tears in the corners of his eyes and a "woo" sound in his mouth.

It bit Lu Xiaoxian's trouser leg and pulled it outward.

Lu Xiaoxian felt bad in his heart, so he hurriedly called Zhang Meng and followed Bai Gongzi to the wooden house where he lacked virtue.

The immoral ghost lay motionless on the bed, his face calm.

Lu Xiaoxian stretched out his hand to check the pulse, there was no pulse, and the ghost of lack of virtue had passed away suddenly.

Lu Xiaoxian was sad from his heart, tears couldn't help but flow, and Bai Gongzi was also crying "woo" on the side.

……

On the east side of the wooden house, the weeds were cleared clean, and the ghosts of immorality were buried here.

Lu Xiaoxian knew that it was impossible for a ghost lacking virtue to accompany him for a lifetime, and he had to adapt to loneliness. It is impossible for a ghost who lacks virtue to help himself for a lifetime, he must always struggle.

The tombstone is made of heavy logs, and the four large characters "Tomb of the Teacher" are written on it.

After getting up in the morning, Lu Xiaoxian and Zhang Meng came out of the wooden house. Shaking the wind was standing quietly in front of the tomb of the immoral ghost, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Uncle Shi!" Lu Xiaoxian and Zhang Meng respectfully saluted the wind.

Shaking the wind nodded at them slightly, and his face was light: "Are you going to practice?" ”

The two nodded.

As in the past, they were going to the river to pick up stones, and Lu Xiaoxian felt that the ghost of lack of virtue was watching him, and he didn't dare to slack off.

Bai Gongzi became lazy, and he lost the interest of accompanying Lu Xiaoxian to the river, so he didn't eat or drink, and lay motionless in front of the grave of the immoral ghost.

Lu Xiaoxian can understand Bai Gongzi's mood, he has been with the ghost of lack of virtue for so many years, and the ghost of lack of virtue is already the whole of his life.

Now, the ghost of lack of virtue is gone, and Bai Gongzi seems to have been pulled off his backbone.

In the middle of the night, Lu Xiaoxian and Zhang Meng came back from the bat cave.

The wind has subsided, but Bai Gongzi is still in the posture of the day, lying in front of the grave of the immoral ghost, whimpering in his mouth.

Lu Xiaoxian sighed, squatted down, and said softly to Bai Gongzi, "Go back!" He wouldn't want to see you like that! ”

Bai Gongzi shook his head vigorously, and the whimpering became louder.

In the early morning of the third day, Bai Gongzi died, crying blood and dying, right in front of the grave of the immoral ghost. The two eye-catching reds at the corners of its eyes have long been solidified, and under the soft white hair, they are shocking.

When the ghost of lack of virtue was alive, Bai Gongzi and him had a heart and a close relationship. Now, the ghost of lack of virtue is gone, and Bai Gongzi's world is no longer interesting. No matter life or death, it is Bai Gongzi's long-cherished wish to be accompanied by a ghost who lacks virtue for a lifetime. This ending was already doomed from the moment the ghost left without virtue.

There is an extra tomb next to the tomb of the ghost who lacks virtue, and the tombstone reads "The Tomb of the White Prince".

Lu Xiaoxian closed his eyes.

After a long time, he muttered to himself: "Master, with Bai Gongzi by your side, you shouldn't be lonely!" ”

……

During the days when they were guarding the tomb of the ghost who lacked virtue, Lu Xiaoxian and Zhang Meng still did their homework every day.

After doing those homework, Lu Xiaoxian locked himself in the room and carefully studied "Mind Reading".

"Mind Reading" is really broad and profound, and its strategy is not good at one thing, but it is good at everything. The insight of the world is all knowledge, and the practice of human feelings is the article, and the highest level of strategy of the ancients opened Lu Xiaoxian's eyes.

To survive in a world of the jungle, one must have higher intelligence and stronger strength. Strength may not be available for the time being, but resourcefulness must be there. Only by studying deeply and thoroughly can we naturally reach the realm of internal and external wisdom, and only then can we become a true strategist with both sage and wisdom.

Lu Xiaoxian hibernated like a hidden dragon in the abyss, waiting for the moment when he soared into the sky.

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