When the words came out, Fang Jue was really redundant, and it was clear that the answer was already clear in his heart...... Why bother to say it from someone else's mouth.

"The disciple knows his mistake."

The real man pointed at me again and admonished the disciples in the audience, and those disdainful or contemptuous eyes gathered, and I bowed my head silently, and my fingers were on the placket of my clothes.

After she finished speaking, she paused for a moment, and then said to me, "Today, I will kill fifty powerful sticks, and report to me clearly one by one, so that you can teach you how to write the word "rules" in the Houhou Hall." ”

…… Kill the wrestle?

I was still puzzled, and suddenly there was a rushing wind behind me, and before I could dodge, the thing slammed down on my back. There was a heavy and muffled sound, and in an instant, the pain penetrated the bones and spread in all directions.

Before I could catch my breath, a second blow followed, and I was unsteady on my feet, and my whole body staggered and threw myself on the plum stake.

The audience applauded, the laughter was chaotic, and the hustle and bustle were intertwined together, as if they had seen a great joke.

I pressed the pain, gritted my teeth, stared at my eyes, and slowly swept towards the audience. Xu is expression was hideous, or looked at the face of the real person, everyone gradually quieted down, only to hear Yingxiu sneer, "I asked you to report it one by one, what if you don't understand?" Do you still consider yourself a famous disciple? For your unruly appearance, I can expel Penglai if I am in charge! ”

"You dare!"

Expelled from Penglai.

When the real person read the confession, I was only annoyed that I had been wronged. Because from the bottom of my heart, in addition to the exercises taught by Jing San, I really never moved the slightest idea of being unfavorable to Penglai, and I have always considered myself loyal to the teacher, but when she really said these four words, I was completely panicked.

It seems to have reversed to the scene before the entry selection, the humble mountain girl, struggling, in a dilemma, and being forced by Qing Biao.

Subconsciously roared, and there was a dead silence all around, but my momentum suddenly decreased, and I closed my eyes and said slowly, "Don't chase ...... I'll just report it. ”

The real man snorted and took a few steps back.

Boom.

The third killing stick fell on my back, and I suddenly grasped the plum blossom stake under the pain, the knot of my fingers was too hard, the roots of my finger bones were white, my eyes were open, and cold sweat rolled down from my forehead.

“…… One. ”

Another stick.

"II...... Uh-a-ah......"

One after the other, and so on.

At first it was a brief sourness, and then the sharp pain of the stabbing in the back was hotly implicated, as if the stick was in the middle of the backbone, more sharp and painful, and gradually, with each blow, blood splashed out, and the flesh of the back was blurred, or burst and turned, and the blood penetrated and coagulated the thin layer of clothing.

As if in my throat, I heard my voice gradually lower from mixed with terrible screams, and finally choked in one place, indistinct, the moment the stick fell, the whole body trembled suddenly, and the hair was soaked in cold sweat, wet on my cheeks.

The wings of his nose were a little sour, and there was a mist in front of him, but he still stubbornly kept it open, as if he had returned to the rippling rain not long ago, trying to see through something.

If you have given up on me, and you do not believe in me, why should you save me......

Or do you want me to suffer such humiliation and pain to pay for my sins?

With all the loss of internal strength, I am no different from ordinary people, under the addition of sticks, the five internal organs are vibrating, and a warm sweetness gathers at the bottom of the throat, and blood gushes out of my mouth.

"Real person, if you continue to fight, I'm afraid it's ......"

"Let's just do it first, and just learn a lesson. - I can't tolerate her looking like she's looking at herself! ”

……

…… Be...... Stopped?

The crowd gradually dispersed, I was no longer able to cling, suddenly took off my hand, lost the support of the plum blossom pile, the whole person fell to the ground heavily, and knelt on the side of the stake, half of my hair fell down, slowly and faintly gasping.

"Girl, girl, how are you...... Alas, don't get dizzy! ”

A female voice sounded vaguely in my ears, and then the figure leaned down, and a hand reached over, trying to test my snort, I couldn't open my eyes, looked at her paradoxically, and murmured, "Qing...... Child. ”

"Alas, yes, yes."

"Leave me alone, as long as I ...... Leave to fend for yourself......"

"Pure nonsense!" She wiped the beads of sweat from my forehead with her sleeve, half-squatted, frowned slightly, and persuaded me seriously, "We are so easy to live in the world, how can we break the truth of life so easily." People are noble and cheap, how can they not live? If you die, then there is really nothing left. ”

I listened in amazement, only to feel that my eyes were sour and uncomfortable, but they were like dried springs, and there was not even a tear.

For a long time, he grinned slightly bitterly at the corner of his lips, "Yes...... Alive. ”

"Can you still go, but do you want me to call two to help you?" After Qing'er finished speaking, she leaned over to pull me, her eyes touched her back, and she couldn't help but gasp, and her voice trembled, "My mother's ......"

"No problem...... Walk. I raised my hand to hold her right arm, and the other hand was supported on the plum blossom stake, and I was about to sit up with all my strength, but I didn't know that it was involved in a laceration on my back, and suddenly burst into a stream of warm blood, and I groaned suddenly, and the whole person fell to my knees again.

Qing'er's eyes widened, and then she was surprised, and she hurriedly stepped forward to support me, and most of her body was leaning on her under the weakness.

"You're really ...... too"

She sighed heavily and helped me to my feet. At that time, everyone had already dispersed, and this girl seemed to be thin and weak, but her strength was not small, and she walked down the stairs step by step, and when she returned to the bedroom, I saved a lot of strength, and only leaned on her slowly.

"Why?"

For no reason, I suddenly asked, she was puzzled, and her pace slowed, "What?" ”

"Why help me?" I also stopped where I was, didn't look at her, narrowed my eyes slightly, tried to suppress the dryness in my throat, and said in a deep voice, "You should know, Yingxiu Zhenren pinched me, and I won't let it go for a while, you help each other like this, aren't you afraid that she will anger you?" ”

She paused, obviously not expecting me to ask such a question, her eyebrows condensed a little helpless, bit her lip, and hesitated, "Naturally...... But if I don't help you in your current situation, will I see that you will die? I can't ......."

I raised my hand to grasp her thin wrist and stared at her earnestly, "Thank you, Qing'er," and then, slowly but surely, I broke free from her arm that was holding me, "You go." ”

She was dazed, "...... What do you mean? ”

"You are a good person, don't implicate me. I'm a traitor, I've fallen like this, whether I can live until tomorrow or not is a matter of opinion, I don't want to owe you anything. ”

I watched as she stepped back, and at last I turned and staggered away with my elbow propped up on one side of the stone wall.

There were no followers behind me, only the sound of my slightly heavy footsteps, clenching my teeth, and the palm of my palm, which was firmly supported, scratched the uneven and rough gravel, and scratched the scorching marks.

Every step seems to be exhausted, but the next step still needs to be supported. The road is so long, it seems to be endless.

Somehow, in a trance, I remembered what he asked me after the entrance election.

He said, "Cultivating this path is extremely hard, and not everyone can bear it, are you really willing?"

He said, "My disciple is not a mediocre man."

And he said, I believe in thee.

……

So far, I have come to understand that the so-called cultivation of the Tao has to endure all kinds of suffering, not just hard training day and night, ten years of cold light sharpening the sword. Descending the mountain to carry out the mission, several times on the verge of life and death. All these invincible wounds are not given by the enemy, but they are all given by the same family, and the pain is unforgettable.

I had to stop, lean against the stone wall, and lean over slowly, without a break.

The disciples who had already dispersed were busy doing their work at the moment, passing by from time to time, and there were also groups of three or two watching from afar, pointing and whispering something.

I regained some strength, and then I got up and walked slowly again, no one caring, no one coming forward, and there was a circle of onlookers, as useless and indifferent as I had seen when I was tortured in the back hall.

Take a deep breath and look up.

Even in the lonely corner of Penglai, the Houhou Hall still does not hinder the view of the sunset outside the wall of the Zhangjiao Gate, and the gradually falling glow in the distance.

The sky that has faded brightly, gray and yellow, crow blue, and blue are blurred out layer by layer, devouring the sunset, leaving behind the undulating mountains and mountains, and still remaining a little magnificent afterglow, shrouded in misty smoke.

This sunshine was born in Penglai and also fell in Penglai.

If it's me...... And what?

I don't know how long I slept in bed after I went back, during which Qing'er seemed to have come once, and when I was hazy, I fed two mouthfuls of soup and some herbs, and I didn't remember what I was told.

This sleep is really long, as if I have spent half a life, a big dream washes away all the fatigue, and like drinking old wine, drunk and drunk, forgetting nothing, worrying about nothing.

There is a melting warmth, covering the surface. The drowsiness gradually faded, and the consciousness became clear.

Squinting his eyes, the warm sun was refracted through the window lattice, and between the clear beams, there were fine dust floating up and down.

I moved my fingers, as if I had slept for too long, my fingertips were slightly numb, I held the old moon-white bedding, and slowly pulled it to the side.

Just when I fell into a deep sleep, I could vaguely feel that there seemed to be a kind of power, originating from the lower dantian, converging, swimming around the limbs, healing the wound little by little, that is, in the kind of pain and itching, the skin and flesh were slowly compounding.

Feeling incredulous, I reached out and carefully stroked the wound on my back.

There is no ulceration, suppuration or bruising of the flesh, only a thin layer of crust that is deep and shallow.

Did I get my life back?

Thinking like this, I was fortunate in my heart, and I couldn't help but bend my eyebrows, but when I thought of the wounds that covered the entire back, they would leave cobweb-like scars after falling off.

That's it...... It must be ugly.

I sat in a daze for a moment, and then I realized that I was going to eat. Reluctantly got up, leaned against the wall all the way, and slowly moved out of the door, the Five Organs Temple was empty, and he couldn't help but protest quietly at the moment.

It turned out that the feeling of powerlessness was not all due to the wound, but also from hunger...... It seems that since I passed out last time, there has been no water and rice for a day or two, and I think that I have survived all the way, and if I finally starve to death in this remote corner, it will be too unjust......

Walking all the way to the corridor, I happened to meet the strong man who was familiar with Qing'er. The stake was also loyal, or trusted by Qing'er, and he didn't deliberately make things difficult for me, so he immediately pointed out the way.

According to what he said, he found the dining room, and the disciples here were going in and out of the place, and they were busy all around. Only after lunchtime, most of the food has been removed, many people go out to wash with bowls and basins, only three or two girls gathered in a corner, talking and laughing, while collecting, while cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks.

I was a little disappointed, stroking my empty belly, still unwilling to look around, and suddenly saw a huge porridge bucket on the long wooden table, and there were still a few remnants of bean porridge in it, steaming.

The aroma of porridge spread, I couldn't help but swallow my saliva, and whispered to a few girls who were chatting and laughing on the side, "That, excuse me...... This spoon might be borrowed from me? ”

The conversation and laughter stopped, the three girls turned their heads to look at me, two of them gestured, whispering something, the first girl with thin eyebrows and apricot eyes, not fair-skinned, but also quite a little beautiful, a few steps closer, swept me up and down, with a little smile, and asked, "You are Mo Jingshui?" ”

I nodded, and she winked, and immediately a girl took out a clean bowl and spoon from the closet behind her, and filled it with porridge neatly.

She took the bowl and handed it to me. "My name is Tang Yue, and I'm in charge here. You are injured, how can you do it? I've been hungry for a long time, and here you go. ”

"Thank you......"

I was almost flattered by such kind words, and reached for it, but the moment my fingertips touched the bowl, she suddenly let go.

Smack.

The porcelain bowl fell to the ground suddenly, and after a crisp cracking sound, it fell apart. The porridge instantly overflowed the floor and was steaming.

I was surprised, took a step back, looked up at the girl who called Tang Yue, and inhaled as if frightened, looking at me in disbelief.

"Oh, why are you so careless?"