Jiang Yu left the small courtyard and went back to Qinglu Hall directly, staring at the beautiful landscape painting on the wall, he suddenly became angry.

He frantically pushed all the porcelain and potted plants around him to the ground, accompanied by the sound of porcelain breaking, and the pear wood table and chair in front of him were also smashed by him with a palm.

Staring at the mess in front of him, his angry eyes suddenly blurred and dimmed.

And he wept!

After staying in that Qiankun painting for 10,000 years, no one can let go of the loneliness, pain, and resentment.

As soon as he was born, his mother died tragically, and he hated!

His father was besieged, and he went on a killing spree, just to avenge his mother, but also to save his father.

But the man called his father not only did not stand on the same side as him, but he did not forget to seal him before he died.

Why? Is it because my mother is a demon and I am a demon?

Demons don't deserve to be loved, and demons don't deserve fatherly love?

When he was still in his mother's womb, he could feel that he was not tolerated by his father.

But he doesn't blame him, just because that person is his father who is connected to him by blood.

But Ling Chengqian shouldn't have included his mother and grandmother in the painting, causing the two to die tragically, and he shouldn't have come to deal with him with the enemy when he took revenge.

At that time, he made a heavy oath that if he escaped from Qiankun Painting one day, he would definitely wash the Xianmen in blood and recapture Lingxi.

He wants to make that negative person better than dead!

He wanted to break the seal day after day, and he drifted north and south of the river with the Qiankun painting year after year, and the resentment in his heart increased day by day.

Twenty-one years ago, the seal gradually weakened, and although he couldn't break the seal, he could also use his mind to control the trajectory of Qiankun's paintings.

He no longer wandered around, but chose to settle in a shop that sold antique calligraphy and paintings, stayed with the pile of calligraphy and paintings, and lived a life of being picked up and picked up every day.

Pairs of big hands spread out the Qiankun paintings, and then ruthlessly discarded them.

They all think that no matter how good an ancient painting is, it is not from a famous teacher, and if they buy it back, they will only lose face.

What's more, the painting looks very uncomfortable, as if there is a pair of invisible eyes staring at him, who would dare to buy it?

Seeing this, the shopkeeper was afraid that it would affect his business, so he finally threw out the Qiankun painting.

After several twists and turns, he controlled the Qiankun paintings to fall in Xuancheng, a hawker stall selling ordinary calligraphy and paintings, and continued to live a life of being picked and picked around.

Ordinary people buy calligraphy and paintings, asking for good looks and cheapness.

Although the painting is fine, it has been wandering in the world for thousands of years, although it is not tattered, but it is also yellowed and old, and naturally no one wants to buy it.

Sixteen years have passed, and the vendor selling calligraphy and paintings has changed from a green-headed guy to a middle-aged uncle, but the Qiankun paintings still haven't been sold.

One day, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy passed by in front of the stall and inadvertently tripped the painting to the ground.

The boy was born extremely handsome, and looked polite, but unfortunately his eyes were dull, and his whole body revealed a lifeless atmosphere.

When the peddler saw that he was well-dressed and that the bulging purse hanging from his waist was particularly eye-catching, he immediately stuffed the Qiankun painting into the boy's arms and demanded that he pay for it and take it away.

The young man didn't refute, didn't even say a word the whole time, just took off his purse, threw it on the stall along with the Qiankun painting, and continued to move forward weakly.

The peddler was not a great evil person, and when he saw this, he gritted his teeth, took out one or two pieces of silver from his purse, and then stuffed the purse and the Qiankun painting into the young man's arms again.

He said: "I think Gongzi is also a bold person, I only took the money I deserved, and you should take what you deserve!"

When the young man heard this, a glimmer of light suddenly flashed in his eyes, should he take what he deserves?

And how should he take what he deserves?

After hesitating for a moment, he suddenly clenched the Qiankun painting and turned back the way he came.

He can't just walk away, he has to get back what he deserves.

He changed his previous malaise and walked towards the Tang clan quickly.

This young man is Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu was born out of Tang Shihai and his maidservant girl after drinking and disorderly, and he was born with an unpleasant existence.

The Tang family is a family of cultivating immortals, and since the beginning of the sect, the Tang family has not had a hostess who has not practiced for generations.

Mrs. Tang was born in a famous family, and she is naturally not bad in terms of cultivation attainments, and Tang Shihai also loves her very much, and the husband and wife respect each other like guests, and they live a comfortable and comfortable life.

Jiang Yu's mother, Jiang Yuan, was Mrs. Tang's personal maid, but she was unwilling to send someone under the fence, so she took advantage of Mrs. Tang's pregnancy to drug Tang Shihai's wine.

She naively thought that as long as she climbed onto the bed of the sect master, she would be able to fly on the branches as a phoenix in the future.

After a night of love, the first thing Tang Shihai did when he woke up was to point a sword at her and ask her to die!

For him, a lowly maid climbed into his bed, which was not only unfaithful to his wife, but also a great shame!

He's going to kill her to vent his hatred!

It was Mrs. Tang who couldn't bear it, begged Tang Shihai to let her go, and said that she should be blessed for the child in her womb.

Tang Shihai saw that for the sake of his wife and children, he finally let her go, just drove her out of the Tang family, and made her not to step into Xuancheng for the rest of her life.

Mrs. Tang is kind-hearted and has always treated Jiang Yuan as her own sister, although Jiang Yuan betrayed her this time, she still can't hate her.

She hid from Tang Shihai outside Xuancheng, bought a house for Jiang Yuan, and went to visit her from time to time.

But her behavior of repaying her grievances with virtue is, in Jiang Yuan's view, a naked show off, and a hypocrisy.

She was proving to herself that she was rich, powerful, powerful, and had a husband who loved her very much.

She pretends to be kind to herself, just to show her nobility and thus belittle herself.

Jiang Yuan naturally enjoyed everything that Mrs. Tang gave her, but she was thinking about how to return to the Tang clan and how to win the position of the sect master's wife.

God treats everyone fairly, and a month later, she finally found a chance to turn the tables around, and she was pregnant.

She was full of joy and told Mrs. Tang about it, and when she saw the other party's smile gradually disappearing, she felt very proud and more sure of her thoughts.

Sure enough, she was treating herself hypocritically, and when she saw that she had a child, she revealed her true form.

Mrs. Tang was not jealous, but was thinking about how to deal with this matter properly.

She knew that Tang Shihai was arrogant and would definitely not treat a servant girl's child, not only would he not be happy, but he would probably kill Jiang Yuan with his own hands while the child was not yet born.

Jiang Yuan had long been carried away by greed, she knelt on the ground and begged bitterly: "Jiang Yuan knows that she is deeply guilty, and she shouldn't have done something sorry for her wife with a single thought.

But the child is innocent, he is also the blood of the Tang family, he can't be left behind, beg Mrs. to take Jiang Yuan back to the Tang family, please!"

She kept kowtowing, bruising her forehead, slowly becoming red and swollen, and finally her blood and tears blurred and she fainted.

Mrs. Tang stretched out her hand and stroked her child, who was about to give birth, sighed heavily, and finally ordered someone to bring Jiang Yuan back to the Tang family.

Tang Shihai was furious and was about to take Jiang Yuan's life immediately.

Mrs. Tang saved her again, she said: "Sect Master, as a mother, I don't want my child to be born without a father, attracting people's eyes and being ridiculed."

Jiang Yuan is at fault, but the child is innocent, and he is also your bloodline, so you should add an extra playmate to our child, okay?"

Her eyes were full of water, but with unshakable firmness.

Tang Shihai finally compromised, and he would always compromise unconditionally with her.

The two good-intentioned rescues could not exchange Jiang Yuan's conscience, but made her feel evil.

Judging from Tang Shihai's attitude, as long as Mrs. Tang is still alive in the world, she is likely to give birth to a child, and there is only one way to die.

Even if she does not die, as long as Mrs. Tang's child is born successfully, her child will never have a bright day.

She began to come up with a series of ways to assassinate Mrs. Tang, but in the end she overturned them all.

Tang Shihai protected Mrs. Tang very well, she was always surrounded by masters, and she was already a cultivator, assassination would definitely not work!

It is even more infeasible to poison and kill, but I am afraid that before I succeed, I will already be beheaded by Tang Shihai.

Seeing that Mrs. Tang was about to give birth, she hadn't thought of a way to get the best of both worlds.

She was helpless, tossing and turning, unable to sleep all night, and she lost a lot of weight, and the whole person was depressed and depressed.

How did Mrs. Tang know that the source of Jiang Yuan's anxiety was because she wanted to kill her, only because Tang Shihai didn't want to see her, she felt uncomfortable, and she would become thinner and thinner.

is also a woman, she understands her difficulties, thinking that her child will be born in a few days, so she offered to take Jiang Yuan to the 'Hanguang Temple' to make a vow.

Jiang Yuan seized this only opportunity, saying that the 'Hanguang Temple' was the most effective and would bring happiness to the child, and begged Mrs. Tang to fast here with her for three days to pray for the child in her womb.

Mrs. Tang also felt that it was feasible, so she sent someone back to report it, and stayed in the temple with her.

As night fell, the pilgrims who had come to make vows had long since left, and there was only an old abbot and a dozen young monks of various ages left in the temple.

The temple is a pure place for Buddhism, and it is not allowed to make noise, and Mrs. Tang and Jiang Yuan also stayed because they were good at talking.

And a few attendants around her had to patrol the night outside the temple to prevent the gangsters from sneaking up.

didn't know that the most vicious person was by Mrs. Tang's side.

Jiang Yuan and Mrs. Tang lived next to each other, and after fasting, the two went back to their rooms.

......

After the end of the day, except for the main hall and the everlasting lamp in front of the Buddha, the surroundings were already dark.

The monk's schedule is regular, and at this time there is only a little monk who lights the lamp, sitting cross-legged on the futon and yawning, drowsy.

The two of them already lived in the side courtyard, far away from the main hall, and there was no one around, and the silence in the wind was even more terrifying.

Jiang Yuan tiptoed to Mrs. Tang's door, took out the fire fold from her bosom and blew it on, threw it from the half-open window door to the bed curtain, closed the window door again, and quietly returned to the room.

The open flames were fanned and soon burned, and Mrs. Tang was unaware of it.

She was originally a cultivator, and her sleepiness was very shallow, but she mistakenly believed in people and lit the soothing incense given to her by Jiang Yuan, so she slept very deeply.

The sparks sizzled and the smoke spilled into her noses, and she choked and coughed a few times, only to open her eyes to find that the whole bed was about to burn.

She tried to get up and flee, but found herself weak and dizzy, and when she tried to open her mouth for help, she realized that she couldn't make a sound at all.

At this time, she woke up in vain that it was Jiang Yuan who wanted to harm her.

Although Jiang Yuan did not have a maidservant, she was always unwilling to send people under the fence, and before she married into the Tang family, Jiang Yuan was full of medical books.

There must have been other medicines added to the soothing aromatherapy.

She treated Jiang Yuan as a sister, but she always betrayed her, and even wanted her to die.

Tears mixed with smoke, blurring her vision, and she struggled to her feet, her white fingers grasping the hot black edge of the bed, and she tumbled off the bed with all her might.