Yingying at first heard Jing Wuguo say to take the backpack, take it and leave, and then don't come to Taofu, her little face turned pale, and she heard Jing Wuguo say that she and Yanyan would be taken away together another day, so she was happy, and when she heard Jing Wuguo say that the house was very big, and she wanted to give her a small room alone, she was simply overjoyed, singing songs, and thinking about how to decorate the room.

Yanyan stayed in the same room with her mother, and the two of them cried and laughed, and only remembered that they were hungry in the evening. Tao Fu had already sent food over.

Jing Wuxian ate a little indiscriminately, and then gave the table to Yanyan's mother and daughter. Stay in the bedroom by yourself, meditate and practice. After practicing for a while, I felt burnout.

This cultivation also talks about the state, and sometimes you will get sleepy. People who cultivate the truth also need to sleep, but they sleep less than ordinary people.

When Jing Wuxian got tired, he fell asleep on the bed.

When I woke up in the middle of the night, I found a hot body in my arms, and when I reached out and touched it, it was smooth and delicate, and I didn't want to let go of that hand. But he heard the murmuring sound of the person in his arms, kissed his lips, stretched out his tongue, Jing Wuyi opened his mouth to hold it, only to feel that the little tongue was hot, fragrant and sweet, and he didn't feel out of the world.

The two kissed for a while, and the little hand in the arms reached down and held his lower body. Jing Wuxian let out a low roar, turned over and pressed the person in his arms under him, and was about to enter, when the person in his arms let out a groan and said softly: "Jing Lang, treat me well." ”

Jing Wuxian was stunned for a moment, turned over, and asked, "Yanyan?"

Yan Yan's body slowly cooled down, and she sobbed, "Childe dislikes me?"

Jing Wuxian is a person of cultivation after all, and he forcibly suppressed his lust and said: "You don't care too much, I want your body like this, what's the difference between it and those bad people?"

Yan Yan said gloomily: "Childe doesn't like me." ”

Jing Wuwu said: "I don't want you to abuse yourself." Think about it, I just saved your mother during the day, and we are like this at night, what are you, what am I?"

Yan Yan was speechless, and said half-loudly: "In addition to this body, what can I use to repay my son?"

Jing Wuxian said: "You and Yingying, me, the three of us are together these days, happy with each other, happy with each other, it is fate." Fate is here, your mother's business is my business, so why talk about any repayment. ”

Yan Yan looked up at Jing Wucuo's face, but in the dark night, she couldn't see the expression clearly, so she said softly: "I wish to live forever and follow my son forever." ”

Jing Wuxian heard her words sincerely, from the bottom of his heart, and his heart was moved, and he didn't know how, so he stretched out his arms to hug Yanyan.

Yan Yan trembled. After a while, he felt shy, got out of Jing Wuyi's arms, groped secretly, and put his clothes back on. After getting dressed, when she was about to leave, Jing Wuxian reached out and grabbed her, and said, "Don't go, let's talk." ”

Yan Yan lay next to Jing Wuxian. The hearts of the two were beating like drums.

It was the beginning of winter, the sound of insects outside the house was poignant, the lack of moon and no light, the night was dark, like an iron curtain, Yan Yan said slowly: "Is the son willing to listen to Yan'er's life experience?"

Jing Wuxian said: "As long as Yan'er herself is willing to speak, I will listen." If Yan'er doesn't want to, that's okay. ”

Yan Yan pulled Jing Wusu's palm and put it on her face. Jing Wuxian only felt tears flowing from her eyes, and slowly wet her palms.

Yan Yan said: "I originally lived in Wujiazhuang, Jianshan, Yueguo, my surname is Wu, and my name is Wu Ku'er. My ancestors, who were also very famous in history, called the painting saint Wu Daozi. ”

Jing Wumist heard her say that she was from Wujiazhuang, Jianshan, Yueguo, and felt that this place name was somewhat familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere, but she couldn't remember it for a while. Hearing her talk about Wu Daozi again, he knew that this person entered the Tao with painting and achieved Taoism, but unfortunately he could not become an immortal and had already died.

Yan Yan continued: "My ancestor Wu Daozi was just an ordinary painter in his early years. Later, I met a Taoist in the mountains, who called himself Ma Liang, who drew a thrush in front of my ancestors, and was able to spread his wings and fly.

"My ancestors were shocked, so they followed Ma Liang into the mountain, after decades of cold and summer, and finally returned from learning, and then when he entered the mortal world, the flowers and birds painted could live with the painting; The clothes of the people in the painting are floating with the wind, so they are called 'Wu Belt Wind'.

"At that time, it was said that my ancestors' paintings were magical, thanks to the magic pen given by Maleonn. Some people wanted to snatch my ancestor's magic pen, but they all died under the claws of the strange birds and beasts painted by my ancestor, and no one dared to beat my ancestor's magic pen again.

"However, the life span is limited, my ancestor Wu Daozi finally Bintian, and the descendants are not angry, there are no outstanding people, outsiders covet the magic pen left by my ancestors, and gradually come to invade, and the clan suffers many disasters. When my great-grandfather saw that the momentum was not right, he fled from his hometown with his magic pen and lived in seclusion in Wujiazhuang, Jianshan, Yueguo, where he lived a comfortable life.

"My great-grandfather married an ordinary peasant girl from Wujiazhuang, and gave birth to two sons there, one son is called Wu Yinren, and the other son is called Wu Juren, and Wu Juren is my grandfather. Although my great-ancestor avoided trouble and lived in seclusion, he was uneasy in his heart after all, so he thought of sending my eldest grandfather Wu Yinren to a Xiuzhen sect in Zhao State, called Yuntai Sect. Before sending it, he also specially cast a spell to make my grandfather forget about his childhood, so that he would never return to the Holy Family, save his life, and continue the bloodline of the Wu family. ”

"Dao Idiot Third Master Uncle Ancestor!" Jing Wushu heard this, and exclaimed, only then did he remember that this "Wujiazhuang of Jianshan in Yue Kingdom" was the origin of the Taishi Uncle Ancestor that day. And the reason why the idiot forgot his name, now it seems that his father did it deliberately.

Yan Yan suddenly screamed when she heard Jing Wuxi, and for some reason, she was so frightened that she didn't dare to speak.

Jing Wuwu said: "Yanyan, you can go on, after you finish speaking, I also have something to tell you." ”

Yan Yan continued: "After my eldest grandfather was sent to the Yuntai Sect, my great-grandfather was much relieved. At that time, my grandfather had just reached the full moon, and my great-grandfather and great-grandmother took him with them, and the three of them lived together in Wujiazhuang, working at sunrise and resting at sunset, just like ordinary people, unobtrusively, and lived peacefully for more than 70 years.

"During this time, my grandfather married my grandmother, gave birth to my father, three uncles and four aunts, and my father married my mother when he became an adult. My great-grandmother lived to be more than a hundred years old and died, but my great-grandfather was always as young as a young man. The people in the village thought it was magical and spread it everywhere.

"Great-grandfather felt that something was wrong, so he wanted to escape from Wujiazhuang and move his family elsewhere. That night, the family packed their bags and hurried out into the night. My mother couldn't walk fast because she was pregnant with me, so my father carried her on his back. While passing by a deserted place called Da Maoling, several robbers emerged from the grass.

"My great-ancestor thought it was an ordinary thief, and he didn't take it to heart, but after the exchange, he found that the other party was a master of cultivation, and he knew that something was wrong, so he hurriedly shouted for everyone to flee for their lives. But ordinary mortals, where can they outrun the people who cultivate the truth. When the great-grandfather saw his family members dying one by one, he wanted to commit suicide in grief, but he was restrained by those robbers and couldn't die. The robbers also somehow forced my great-grandfather to hand over the magic pen. I was about to kill my great-grandfather, but I saw another group of thieves coming, and in a hurry, they threw my great-grandfather down and fled in a hurry.

"When the new thieves saw that their great-ancestor was delirious and dying, they pursued the robbers who had robbed the magic pen. There was no one around, and my mother slowly got up. It turned out that she saw that the situation was not right, pretended to be dead, and escaped. When she saw a large family of living people, she was left alone in the blink of an eye, and she cried loudly.

"My great-grandfather, who was already insane, was wept by my mother, and the altar suddenly turned clear, and he was so spirited that he told my mother a secret, and died. Speaking of this, Yan Yan said apologetically: "Master Jing, I can't tell you this secret. ”

Jing Wumisao listened to her tell about the tragic past of the family, although her voice was low, but her tone was always steady, thinking that she was a young girl, and she didn't know how many tragic pasts she had experienced to tell this painful history of the family so plainly. So he comforted: "You don't have to have any worries, what you should say and what you shouldn't say is up to you." You must have been sad when you have held these sad things in your stomach all these years. ”

Yan Yan saw that he was not only not surprised, but comforted herself, moved in her heart, and continued: "My mother heard that secret, and she didn't know what it meant, so she had to remember it firmly. Fearing that the thieves would come back, she stumbled forward and went on a night of torment, until dawn when she came to a village. That village is called Niujia Village, and there is a scoundrel called Niuda. ”

Speaking of this, Yan Yan's breath became heavy: "This Niu Da, seeing that my mother is beautiful and alone, regardless of her being pregnant, forcibly and forcibly defiled her." After I was defiled, I sold my mother to a man called 'Niu Xianren', and that Niu Xianren was a cultivator, and he ..... to my mother and to my mother."

Yan Yan choked up and couldn't continue. Jing Wuxian gritted his teeth.

Yan Yan took a long time to calm down, and said: "My mother's belly is like a day of life, and she is about to give birth, and the Niu Immortal returned my mother to Niu Da, saying that Niu Da lied to him, and Niu Da was afraid, and returned the silver to Niu Xianren, but he was angry with my mother, so he sold her to ...... Brothel.

"The bustard in the brothel was kind to my mother at first, but when she gave birth to me, she forced my mother to do that shitty thing, but when my mother refused, the bustard asked someone to beat her. My mother was beaten and bruised, but she didn't give in. The bustard threatened to take me to feed the dogs. The mother was scared, and it was dark from then on.

"My mother struggled for years just to raise me. When I was eight years old, one day, my mother gave me candy to eat, and told me that if I want to live, I must live no matter what, and if I live, there is hope, and no matter how hard it is, I should not be afraid, and she said that she is useless. My mother was strange, so I followed her quietly, and found her standing on a stool, hanging a rope from a beam, forming a circle, and putting herself around her neck. The mother kicked the stool and hung it in the air, panting in pain, her tongue sticking out for the elder.

I screamed. The bustard rushed to save her. Fearing that she would commit suicide again, he sold her and me to a Korean merchant. My mother has suffered enough, and plans to follow that merchant for the rest of her life. Who knew that the merchant's wife was jealous, and sold her and me to Zangchun Garden. ”

At this point, Yan Yan's tears had wet Jing Wusuo's entire palm, and she was so sobbed that she couldn't speak.

Jing Wucuo's chest was like a fire, and he couldn't wait to smash this blind god to pieces with a punch. At this moment, a wild voice suddenly burst out from Jing Wuyi's consciousness, and roared faintly at the endless void, and the four wild insects were so frightened that they forgot to chirp, and the surrounding aura rushed into Jing Wuyi's spiritual mansion in an instant.

Han Wang Han Li was cultivating in the palace, when suddenly there was a burst of evil qi that surged into the sky, draining away the aura around him, interrupting his thoughts, and he couldn't help but get up and exclaim: "Li Immortal!" Then he thought that although this evil qi was terrifying, it was still far from the Li Immortal. I wonder who it was just now.