After a glance from a distance, Bai Yuan had already determined that it was the person he saw in his dream.

Jing Qing sat on the penultimate step of the stone steps, swaying her two tender lotus-like legs, without saying a word.

He is very good-looking, to be honest, Bai Yuan has never seen such a good-looking boy before, after all, he has an innate nobility, just like a little prince who came out of the ancient European court.

But that's about it.

When he came to the mountain, he had to wash away his nobility after all, put on green clothes like those little disciples, and hide in the narrow world inside the bamboo gate all day long, meditating, and feeling the aura of heaven and earth.

There will be no exceptions, and no one can make exceptions in the Boxhill.

Jing Qing lowered his eyes, and suddenly found the boy who was silently watching him outside the bushes, and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

It's him!

The boy in the palace, with a gloomy temperament, keeps begging for a quick death!

"Mandarin Duck ......"

Jing Qing still remembered his name, but he didn't know how to communicate with such a person, so he had to play with the black umbrella in his hand and bury his head lower.

"Gloria, that's a demon. How can a person who can hear the demon's call and go to the demon's side be a person with clean hands and no burden? Bai Yuan shook his head and turned to leave.

At this point, he completely lost interest in Jing Qing.

He was born with two eyes with different pupil colors, and he could see some things that ordinary people couldn't see, and behind Jing Qing, he saw sharp, black long spines, many of them, and they were also very dense.

"He must have killed someone." Bai Yuan made a conclusion in his heart, "Like me, I have blood on my hands. ”

The two people who should have intersected have actually had no intersection.

The mountain is very large, but the number of disciples is very small, and the distribution is very sparse, and some people have never seen anyone other than the master from the top to the bottom of the mountain, causing them to think that they have no brothers.

Jing Qing obediently took off his dress, put away his luxury, coarse tea and light rice every day, and lived a life without quarrel in the bamboo gate that belonged to him, so that it would be five years.

From the age of eleven to sixteen, his short hair was grown into long hair, which was tied back with a gray cloth band. He gradually faded from the childishness of his childhood, and the contours of his face became more angular, but he was even more gloomy than when he came, and it was not uncommon for him not to speak for three or five months.

His life was simple, meditating or sleeping, eating three meals a day, and there was a terrible stubbornness of late obsessive-compulsive disorder: he would cut each piece of tofu to the same size, arrange the sprouts neatly, and dump them in the trash can along with the fish that appeared at the same time.

By the way, he rarely eats.

Maybe everything is not to his liking, or maybe he just wants to torture himself.

On the day of Jing Qing's sixteenth birthday, the master came to his door with Bai Yuan, and saw him fainting on the bed due to excessive blood loss, so he knew that he had already had the heart to die.

He slashed his arm apart, made a long cut, and blood flowed down his slender arm, down his fingertips, and onto the bamboo pieces on the ground, making Bai Yuan's eyelids jump wildly.

Later, Bai Yuan moved next door to him.

Master finally made the next trip to the mountain, of course, not to celebrate his birthday, but to deliver some tasks to him.

After completing some of the assigned tasks, they can leave the mountain and never have to come back.

"There are also people who have tried to escape, but there are traps and formations everywhere in the mountain, and there are more people who run out and die for no reason than those who are captured and killed in public."

"Most of the people who come here are already rejected by their families. There are also people who come voluntarily, but most of these people have their hands stained with other people's blood and have been subjected to the so-called 'heavenly curse', and they come here to ask for the forgiveness of the mountain gods, so that they can have peace of mind. ”

"Hey, tomorrow is your last mission."

Bai Yuan knocked on Jing Qing's head and sank his face.

"I'll help you succeed in tomorrow's mission, but in exchange, I want you to promise me one thing."

It's always his senior brother who is talking loudly, and this junior brother hasn't even said a word, which is too much.

Jing Qing raised her head and looked at Bai Yuanyuan seriously.

"Don't make a deal with that demon anymore."

Jing Qing's eyes changed, but she still didn't speak.

"Whoever has made a deal with the devil will be betrayed by the devil. Demons are always untrue and good at teasing others. ”

Jing Qing shook his head: "I haven't made a deal with him. ”

"And how do you explain that you've killed someone?"

"I ......"

"Over the years, there have been more and more black thorns on your body, almost enveloping your whole body. You killed people before you came to the mountain, and after you came, you still killed, even if you didn't get the mission. Bai Yuan looked at him, his tone was very ordinary, without any reproach, "For the sake of the nine missions we have done together, can you tell me where you are sacred?" ”

"I didn't."

"I can see everyone's aura, the guy who has killed people, the guy who hasn't killed anyone, the aura is completely different."

"I really don't." Jing Qing sighed softly: "I know Senior Brother's ability, so ...... I've been thinking that maybe one day I should confess to my brother that there is another will in my body. ”

"You see, we met the demon seven years ago, and I remember what the demon said that he wanted to make us brothers. I've been thinking since then, maybe...... The devil is here to save me. ”

"Do you know what you're talking about?" Bai Yuan glared at him.

Why is the junior brother still defending the devil?!

"That will came from another world, and he was a very powerful person, and when he was placed in my body, he was about the same age as I was at that time.

Occasionally, he would take the initiative to talk to me and tell me to do something, but more often than not, he would take my body and use it to kill people.

His means of killing people are very powerful, like this...... Throwing out a leaf......"

As he spoke, Jing Qing suddenly raised his hand and threw out a jagged green leaf at Bai Yuan.

The incident happened suddenly, and the distance between the two was very close, and Bai Yuan was powerless to dodge, so he could only widen his eyes and wait for his death.

However......

The expected pain did not come.

I only heard a crisp sound of "pop", and the scenery in front of Bai Yuan's eyes changed instantly.

The two of them were still sitting upright on the bamboo couch, and they didn't even move their positions.

Bai Yuan subconsciously covered his neck and looked at Jing Qing in horror: "What did you do to me?" ”

"Senior brother, I lied to you. His ability is not to break mountains, but to break demons. ”。

Jing Qing regained her indifferent expression, got up indifferently, and walked towards the door.

Breaking the mountain, the true level ability, is on the body of another clone.