Chapter 8: The Story

After listening to these words, Yun casually felt a chill on his back, his scalp was numb, and the aura around him instantly became as cold as under a hundred zhang yellow spring. The surroundings were filled with boundless anger, which made her chest tight.

It's just a panicked effort, Rong He smiled again, and his expression was used to a little bit of flattery.

"Are you afraid of telling ghost stories in broad daylight? Feel free to ask your master to throw you into the forest next time to practice your courage. ”

Rong He subconsciously wanted to touch her hair, but was dodged by Yun at will. There was still a trace of fear in her eyes, but she reluctantly said in a voice that she could barely hear clearly: "If you have a delusional mind, you will be shocked, and if you are shocked, you will be amazed by all things, and if you are amazed, you will be greedy, and if you are greedy, you will be troubled, and if you are troubled, you will be troubled, and you will be troubled and delusional, and you will be troubled physically and mentally." Tolerance with... Brother, this is the Qingjing Sutra I just memorized, you should read it a few more times, otherwise you will have demons in your heart. ”

Rong He was stunned for a moment, he didn't react at once, and asked, "What?"

It's a pity he didn't think about it for long. The Taoist pushed the door in, wrapped in the cold wind and snow in the mountains, and a large group of snowflakes flew in with him, and the lights in the study flickered twice and went out.

It's snowing again.

The Taoist Chief's face was rare and not a hippie smile. He lowered his voice and said, "Ronghe, you come out to see your master." Feel free to practice your handwriting well, and you are not allowed to peek at the window, but you can eavesdrop. ”

Rong He's expression was unprecedentedly complicated, he almost didn't dare to breathe, and without the slightest hesitation, he walked out with the Dao Chief. Yun casually watched the battle between these two people, and only felt that it was not a cannibalistic Buddha outside, so he immediately picked up the window paper and prepared to peek.

The wind and snow were tight outside, and the Taoist chief pursed his lips a little impatiently, reached out and grabbed it in the air, and let the wind rest again. Before Rong He could see whether his master was fat or thin recently, he heard a cold voice shouting, "Kneel!"

Rong He leaned over and knelt down without much hesitation. His knees were buried in the snow, and the biting cold made him shiver.

The Taoist quickly moved to the side. At the same time, she was envious that Rong He, as an apprentice, was so obedient, how could she be like Yun casually, and when she said a few words to her, she was about to start crying as soon as she pouted.

The man in Tsing Yi who spoke was the master who Rong and he hadn't seen for a long time, and he was also the best friend of the Taoist for many years.

He looked very handsome, with a feeling of a clear moon and a clear breeze, but his whole body looked loose, as if he was going to fall in the snow in the next moment, but the strength from nowhere made him stand all the time. Usually it looks like it should be gentle and gentle, but at this moment, he has a posture that the living are not approachable, and he has brought him a bit of the majesty of the mountain saint.

Zhi Dan sneered and said, "Tu Shan Ronghe, you still recognize me as a master." ”

Rong You's eyes turned red instantly, and he lowered his head, because of the problem of appearance, he inexplicably had a pitiful look like a little daughter-in-law being taught by her father-in-law and mother-in-law.

"The disciple didn't dare. His voice was a little hoarse.

"Don't dare?!Then when you secretly learned the forbidden art and plotted against Tu Shanqing, who lent you the guts?!" Zhi Dan forced a step forward and shouted. When he heard that Rong He had killed the soon-to-be patriarch Tu Shanqing and absconded in fear of crime, he directly used the technique of searching the mountains to expand his divine consciousness to all over the world. The Taoist chief issued a ban on Ling Xuguan, but Zhedan's cultivation was a cut higher than him, so he still let him come over.

In fact, when he was accepted as an apprentice, he should have expected this day. After all, this catastrophe could not be avoided.

Seeing that there was a faint tendency to fight, the Taoist chief persuaded: "Rong is not that kind of person, and he is now-"

"Don't intercede for him!"

Although the Taoist is Tianzun, after all, his cultivation is lower than that of Zhedan, and he can be regarded as half a junior, he adheres to the tradition of knowing the times as a junjie, silently walks away, and habitually takes out a cup and begins to turn in the palm of his hand.

"I didn't succeed in my plot, she's not me-" Rong You's voice sounded a little trembling, and he held back the rest of the rest halfway through his words. didn't succeed in the plot, and after all, he took that step, and the resentment, grievances, pain of no one to accompany him, and the jealousy of taking away people's loved ones, when Rong He introduced Tu Shanqing into that formation, they all broke out.

But that formation was not successful, he himself did not control it, and was almost counterattacked. Tu Shanqing obviously had a chance to escape, but at that critical moment, a gust of wind in his palm pushed Rong He out, and scolded in his mouth: "Get out of here, get out!"

Rong He watched her fall apart in the formation. When the eyes were gone, he frantically scratched around the ground, but found nothing.

"Brother, don't be sad, let this be for you!"

"Brother, my mother taught me a new spell today, you can't learn it, can you?"

"Brother, today she said that she wants to pass on the throne to me - you, accept your fate?"

He closed his eyes in pain.

"I don't recognize it!"

"When you were young, you already had a deep anger," Zhedan rubbed his eyebrows. He said in a deep voice, "I kind of watched you grow up. At the beginning, I calculated your fate and said that you were destined to have a catastrophe of relatives leaving, but I didn't expect that this was caused by your own hands...... Rong You, go back to Qingqiu with me to admit your mistakes. ”

"Master......"

A tear crossed his face, and he was shivering, and he didn't know if it was because it was too cold.

Why is it like this in the end!? What is left of me......

He was empty-handed, and suddenly felt a sense of sadness and loneliness. He thought that he would be happy after taking revenge, he thought that the master would believe in him, and he thought that he would be able to live freely in the future.

No one can weigh the weight of these words in Rong and his heart.

Although he is the son of the patriarch, he has not been cared for since he was a child and suffered humiliation. Zhedan is also a teacher and friend to him, like the only light in his lonely life.

"It's not me ......"

If you hadn't done it, you wouldn't have run away. Zhi Dan sighed, "The teacher once tried to lead you back to the right path, but I failed. Ronghe, if you don't want to go back with me, I will treat you as if I haven't seen you, and I will resist the fate between our master and apprentice. ”

Now, this only light is extinguished.

"Why don't you believe me, Master, why don't you believe me!!?" he exclaimed hoarsely, only to feel that the blood veins around his body seemed to be stagnant, and he suddenly vomited out a mouthful of blood without mentioning his true qi. The Taoist chief was shocked, and hurriedly stepped forward to help him, but blood continued to spurt out of his mouth, and he blinked with great effort, until he saw the figure in green clothes approaching him, and slowly lost consciousness.

"Oh, it's over. The Taoist thought.