Chapter 77: Failed to Recapture the Theory of Sitting and Forgetting

At this time, Murong Lin's wife rushed in and shouted, "Don't you want to die!" ”

Murong Lin yelled at his wife like a mad beast, "You stand down!" ”

"Can't you give them back that broken book! We still have my godfather! Why risk your life! ”

"What do you know about a woman! I, Murong Lin, don't want to send someone to the fence again! With that, he grabbed the Rainstorm Pear Blossom and pressed it twice in succession on his temple. He stared at Gu Xiuyuan deadly, his eyes almost bursting out.

"Why don't you give up yet! Next time, next time you'll die! Is it worth it to fight for someone else's life? Yes!? ”

Is it worth it? He didn't know.

He only remembered his uncle's words, he had a dream that had not yet been realized.

Gu Xiuyuan's lip was bitten out of blood by him, and he didn't know that his face was full of tears. He was so afraid, this kind of pain was crueler than death! He cried, but even though he was trembling from crying, he still took the rainstorm pear flower needle and pressed it.

The game between the two is finally coming to an end, and there are only two chances. Murong Lin's wife kept her heart hanging on the side, but she didn't step forward to stop it, she believed in her husband.

Because, he's the head of the family.

"Don't you dare?"

Gu Xiuyuan stared at the rainstorm pear flower needle breathlessly, and a white smile flashed in his mind.

Murong Lin watched in astonishment as he snatched the Rainstorm Pear Flower Needle from his hand and pointed it at his temple.

If he pressed it, Murong Lin's plan would fall short.

"You ——!"

Gu Xiuyuan closed his eyes tightly, and his right hand trembled unobeyed.

Suddenly, his whole body went limp, and he knelt on the ground retching in pain, and the rainstorm pear flower needle fell to the side. He hung his head weakly and muttered in a daze, "I lost." ”

In the end, he was still scared. He was afraid of death. Didn't have the courage to press this one last time.

There was silence all around, Murong Lin gasped, and finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and laughed loudly: "You say, have I ever been to the Immortal Palace?" You say, you and your uncle, are you slandering me for taking away the cheats?! ”

Gu Xiuyuan closed his eyes in despair, "Yes." ”

Murong Lin grabbed him by the collar by the neck, dragged him up from the ground, and then took him to the square where Murong family practiced martial arts, and said, "You say it again in front of everyone!" ”

Gu Xiuyuan shouted in tears: "It's my senior uncle Bai Zhi who slandered you, you!" Something that never took away from him! ”

At that moment, the unwillingness, anger and sorrow burning in Gu Xiuyuan's heart suddenly extinguished.

Murong Lin laughed madly and said, "The Immortal Palace is a despicable and shameless villain from the ancestral master!" That Bai Zhi tried in vain to slander my name! The head of the family has set up a family rule, from now on, the Murong family will never be allowed to have anything to do with the people of the Immortal Palace! Those who violate the order are of bad moral character, corrupt the morals of our people, and will be expelled from their homes! ”

What followed was the shouting of insults from everyone to Bai Zhi. Despicable villains, shameless people, lowly pickles......

But Gu Xiuyuan couldn't do anything.

Nothing can be done.

Gu Xiuyuan didn't know how he had returned to the Immortal Palace, the goose-feather-like snow was fluttering, and the entire sky was gray and pale.

In the water pavilion, the small red clay stove rose from the soft warm smoke, and Bai Zhi sat at the desk with his aqua blue feathers, holding the brush and not knowing what was being written. His notes were scribbled and messy, and when he finished writing, he crumpled up and threw them aside. Gu Xiuyuan hurriedly walked over and said, "Uncle Shi, your body is ......."

He didn't know how Bai Zhi moved here little by little from the bed, with what kind of will he climbed here, endured severe pain, recalled and wrote the content of "Sitting and Forgetting".

"You're back? Where did you go? How did the clothes get so dirty, this is the clothes I saved up for a long time to make for you. Why don't you cherish it like this. Bai Zhi raised his hand tremblingly and slowly dusted off the sludge and residual snow on Gu Xiuyuan's body.