Chapter Twenty-Eight—A Bolt from the Clear
Feng Baiyi and Xia Qing were lowering their heads and pondering what they didn't know, when they suddenly noticed that a black shadow flashed in front of them from nowhere. This black shadow was wearing a red and black cloak like a blood moon, so that Feng Baiyi and Xia Qing couldn't see the face of this comer clearly. But the moment Xia Qing raised his head, he faintly felt that the person who came was unusual.
"Yi'er Qing'er, after all, you are still too young, you didn't expect your soul to have such a situation, why did this happen?" Feng Baiyi and Xia Qing were facing the black shadow in front of them, and their voices were a little distant and profound.
Xia Qing's body shook slightly, a shocked expression was written on his pretty face, and his voice was also very surprised, "Uncle, is it you?"
Hearing Xia Qing's surprised words, Feng Baiyi's body was also slightly stunned, although he seemed to have temporarily lost part of his memories when he was a child for some unknown reason, but for this "uncle" he had only met not long ago, Feng Baiyi's impression was quite good. Seeing that he cares so much for Xia Qing and himself, Xia Qing also respects him very much. Even if Feng Baiyi didn't have any familiar feelings in his heart, he still respected this uncle.
The black shadow in front of him slowly took off the red and black cloak on his head, and what was imprinted into Xia Qing and Feng Baiyi's eyes was still the figure of the middle-aged man in his forties wearing golden satin silk, this uncle of Xia Qing and Feng Baiyi still appeared in front of the two of them with a kind face.
Xia Qing hurriedly stood up, Feng Baiyi was slightly stunned for a moment, and then immediately bounced up, and the two of them stood side by side in front of the middle-aged man. The two of them lowered their heads in unison, hoping that their uncle would explain to them what he had just said.
The middle-aged man seemed to be able to hear Feng Baiyi and Xia Qing's hearts, and the two of them hadn't taken the initiative to ask, the middle-aged man nodded first and told them, "Actually, haven't you ever doubted it? Why did your soul suddenly fly here inexplicably without listening to your master's call? and then disappear again when you weren't looking, don't you think it's a little strange?"
The middle-aged man's words were very steady, but there was an irresistible feeling between the words, and Feng Baiyi and Xia Qing were stopped by the middle-aged man's question. The two of them pondered for a moment, and the truth seemed to be the same as their uncle had said, and the two of them really didn't notice these small links.
"If you think about it carefully, haven't you taken into account such a situation? However, these are not particularly important for the time being, do you know, why did your master, my eldest brother, tell you about such a major thing as the quenching soul that even he is not sure can succeed?" Looking at Feng Baiyi and Xia Qing's slightly lowered heads, the middle-aged man in front of him also felt a little relieved, so he continued to speak, wanting to tell Feng Baiyi and Xia Qing a secret buried in the deepest part of his heart.
"Qing'er, Yi'er, I'll tell you, why did your master arrange such a test for you to quench the soul of the quenching weapon?" The middle-aged man's voice in front of him was extremely quiet, but when Feng Baiyi and Xia Qing heard this, they instantly felt that something was wrong.
"Uncle, are you saying that this is not true, but a test arranged by our master?" Xia Qing and this middle-aged man were more familiar, and when he heard this middle-aged man's words, Xia Qing's face suddenly changed, and his voice became a little choked.
The middle-aged man's face in front of him did not change at all, and there was an incomparably kind expression on his face. "I'm really embarrassed, and I don't want to hide this from you. However, I also had to listen to what my eldest brother said. Let me tell you the truth, Qing'er, Yi'er, this quenching soul is actually a special method developed by your master, that is, my eldest brother, to improve your own soul ability. However, this ability will have a great counter-effect, and it seems that your master almost went mad because of this reason, and then fell into a lot of inexplicable troubles, and finally he chose to go on the road of no return. I hope you will think that Quenching the Soul can indeed solve the potential threat of the Soul you have. But this quenching soul also has a lot of risks, not to mention whether you can succeed or not, even if you can succeed, it will inevitably have great sequelae. Are you really sure you want to do this?" The middle-aged man obviously knew a lot about the Quenching Spirit, and he didn't want to force his nephew and niece so much.
Although Feng Baiyi and Xia Qing didn't understand much, they still heard their uncle's concern for them. The two of them summed it up, and Xia Qing stepped forward to take the middle-aged man's hand, with an intoxicating smile on his pretty face. "Uncle, I know that you must have a way to eliminate this hidden danger, don't we? We all know that since Master left us, we have only one relative, you" Xia Qing's words were said and he choked up at the end.
Listening to Xia Qing's incomparably coquettish words, not only Feng Baiyi felt a trace of softness in his bones. Even the face of the middle-aged man standing in front of the two of them finally changed in detail, he scratched his head a little helplessly, and his voice seemed quite helpless, "Qing'er, Yi'er, I know that you have always wanted to find the real murderer who framed your master, but you obviously ignored one point, this person who framed your master is an existence that even I am a little afraid of. If you want to have a chance to defeat him, you must complete the quenching of the soul, and even the quenched soul must be infused with the power in your body. In this way, you will have the opportunity to surge out the untapped energy in the soul of the instrument, and perhaps when that time comes, I will go with you to find this person, and we will recover this account from him!"
"Isn't it Xiao Tingzhi who framed our master?" Xia Qing and Feng Baiyi, the expression on Xia Qing's face twitched even more, she couldn't believe it at all, since when the master left them when they were children, they were told by their uncle and others that their enemy was Xiao Tingzhi who had harmed the master's life, but Xia Qing now listened to what his uncle said, and her enemy didn't seem to be her, how could Xia Qing believe it?
For the first time, a look of apology flashed on the face of the middle-aged man in front of him, "I'm sorry Qing'er Yi'er, it's not that I don't want to tell you, it's just that there is indeed someone else who framed your master, and this person is an existence that you can't get access to at all." That's why I keep telling you a false truth, so that you don't kill yourself, but your master can't let go of the only two of you in this life" For the first time, a clear tear flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes. He raised his hand to wipe it, and continued to talk to Xia Qing and Feng Baiyi, who were already about to be stunned.
"Actually, your master was not killed, but he was framed, which caused him to be targeted by the forbidden army. You also know that those of us who are in the rivers and lakes, even if our martial arts are the best in the world, we will never dare to make a move with the forbidden army easily. Although some of the forbidden army is not very strong, no matter which person is in the rivers and lakes, they will not provoke the forbidden army, and it is for this reason that your master decisively chose to run away after realizing that something was wrong, and it is precisely for this reason that your master, my eldest brother, was framed to death by the real murderer" The middle-aged man finally couldn't hide the intense sadness on his face when he said this, and tears couldn't stop flowing downward.
The expressions on the faces of Feng Baiyi and Xia Qing changed many times one after another, and Xia Qing's pretty face was full of surprise and disbelief. The two of them never imagined that what they were praying for, what they were fighting for, was such a false content, and the object of their revenge was not their enemy. How could the two of them accept this? The bodies of the two people shook like chaff, and they sat on the steps outside the bamboo hut, looking at the middle-aged man in front of them with empty eyes.
"You come with me" The middle-aged man stopped talking, just threw down such a sentence and instantly flashed into the bamboo house.
Feng Baiyi and Xia Qing's bodies shook slightly, especially Xia Qing, her body was still a little soft, and after hearing such shocking news, Xia Qing suddenly felt a burst of darkness in front of him, and he fell directly to the ground without standing firm under his feet. But then she found herself falling into a warm, generous embrace.
"Senior sister" Feng Baiyi's eyes were quick, and when Xia Qing was about to fall, he quickly flashed to Xia Qing's side, and only then did he take Xia Qing, who was about to fall to the ground, in his arms at the last moment, looking at Xia Qing's confused and somewhat unwilling to face all these facts, Feng Baiyi's heart couldn't help but hurt, his lips gently touched Xia Qing's ear, and he only shouted that, and his throat choked inexplicably.
The expression on Xia Qing's face, who was held in Feng Baiyi's arms, was first slightly stunned, and then replaced by a strong tangled expression. When she reacted, the whole person was already tightly hugged by Feng Baiyi. There was a strong sadness in her beautiful eyes, "Senior brother, did you say that our efforts for so many hours have been in vain, the person we have been looking for is not the murderer who framed our master, it feels really strange, we have been used by others"