"As the saying goes, stealing needles and threads when you are a child is a big killing, and setting fire to it. He wanted to kill his brother when he was young, what would he want to do when he was older?"

"Shut up!

"Hehe, are you afraid? Are you afraid that he will kill you?"

"Shut up, he's very filial, and he can't kill me. ”

"Hehe, you take the story I told and change the name of the person and place, ask the friends and subordinates you know, and see what they will say about the child. Li Huaide refused to let him go.

How dare the gray-robed Taoist ask.

No need to ask, he can guess the result.

"Even if you give him stronger treasures, give him more power, and give him more subordinates, one day, you won't be able to cry, and when he ascends to a high position, Pingtianguan will not be able to cry, and Qi will cry loudly. And all of this is caused by you. ”

"Don't say it. The gray-robed Taoist said weakly and painfully.

Li Huaide said lightly: "I think my mother should have died a long time ago." So, after tonight, you and I will never see each other again. I don't want people to know that there's such a stupid father as you. By the way, withdraw all the people you sent!

After speaking, Li Huaide took his hand, got up abruptly, and left.

Watching his distant back disappear into the night, the gray-robed man was stunned.

Two brocade-robed Taoists quietly came in and stood on his left and right.

The gray-robed Taoist said in a heart, "Am I really wrong?"

The two brocade-robed Daoists didn't dare to answer, and sighed in unison.

They've been outside watching! They've heard the conversation in the house.

Originally, they didn't think much of their master's illegitimate son, but after listening to it tonight, their impression of Huaimengde changed greatly.

The gray-robed Taoist sighed, "You say, he only told me this now, what do you mean?"

The Jinpao Taoist still didn't dare to answer, and said in his heart: Hold the grass, if he dares to say it early, wouldn't you have killed him a long time ago. You must have discovered that he was so smart, but I am afraid that I will not allow him to live until now. He has been pretending to be crazy and stupid, and he has endured it until now, naturally thinking that his brother has become so bad that there is no cure, and it is useless for you to kill him. That's when you say it, and it makes you feel sad.

"Is Zhongde really depraved, will it be as bad as he says?" asked the gray-robed Taoist sadly.

That son is what he values the most, and he can't accept that the proud good son in his mind will be a demon-like person.

The two brocade-robed Taoists glanced at each other, silent, and did not say a word.

After a while, the gray-robed Taoist said: "It must not, you check it for me, and see what Zhongde has done in addition to him." ”

The two brocade-robed Daoists whispered, "Yes!"

They were complaining frantically in their hearts: Master, you say you believe it, so why do you need to check Gongzi? Gongzi really didn't have to investigate.

They knew in their hearts, because Zhongde had to use the power of his father and grandfather for many things, so he had to pass through their hands and greet them.

In fact, they know a lot of things that Childe does, but they just hide them from their masters.

The gray-robed Taoist went back to check on his son, but he really didn't know if he didn't check, and he was shocked when he checked it.

Although it is not said that it is heinous, all the bad things have been done, and it is enough to behead more than ten times according to the laws of the world.

If you follow the rules of the Pingtianguan, you will not be killed on the spot, and you will be locked up in an underground prison for thousands of years.

After reading his son's information, the gray-robed Taoist was like earth.

The gray-robed Taoist is actually not a good person, it should be said that there is no clean person in the power field in this world.

Killing people and seizing treasures, for the sake of power and interests in the door, framing the same door, is nothing in the hearts of the gray-robed Taoists.

Such is the case with power struggles.

But Zhongde has gone far beyond this limit, and his mind has been completely distorted to the point of taking pleasure in torture and killing.

In the past three years alone, there have been no less than 30 inner disciples who have been tortured and killed by him for trivial matters.

There were too many mortals in the secular world to be tortured and killed by him, and it was impossible to accurately count them.

On this day, the gray-robed Taoist brought his beloved son Zhongde here. When Zhongde heard that his father was looking for him, he ran happily, and when he saw his father, he saluted, and shouted affectionately: "Daddy, are you looking for me?"

Zhongde is beautiful, tall, fair-skinned, and dressed in a brocade robe, which really looks like a Zhilan jade tree.

But thinking of Huai Mengde's words, and then thinking of the things he had done, the gray-robed Daoist was really as frightened and disgusted as seeing a demon.

The gray-robed Taoist nodded lightly and said, "Zhongde, from today onwards, you go to the Painstaking Cave for retreat. ”

The Painstaking Cave is the place where disciples who have made small mistakes in the meditation have been confined and meditated.

The disciples went there, for as little as a month, as long as half a year.

There was nothing in the Bitter Heart Cave, and the aura was the least in Tianlong Mountain, even thinner than the mortal residential area outside.

The gray-robed Taoist chose to pass his son in the painstaking cave, which was also well-intentioned. He didn't want to publicize his son's affairs and make it known to everyone. That's not good for him, and it's not good for the family.

Zhongde was taken aback and asked aggrievedly, "Daddy, what mistake did I make, you want me to go there?"

The gray-robed Taoist lowered his face, stared at him and said, "You know it in your heart. ”

Zhong De was willing to admit it, and said tentatively: "Daddy, are you blaming me for sending someone to bully him?"

This he refers to Huai Mengde.

The gray-robed Daoist shook his head and shook off the information he had found. A stack of information hit Zhongdeok's chest, causing him a throbbing pain in his chest.

Zhong De didn't care about the pain, he hurriedly caught the stack of papers, and after a glance, he was shocked into a cold sweat. He didn't expect his father to check on him, and he found out most of the things he had done.

No way, most of his subordinates were arranged by his parents. The old man became serious and wanted to ask about his son, but they didn't dare to hide it.

Zhongde broke into a cold sweat and begged for mercy: "Daddy, you spare me, I know that I am wrong, I will change it." ”

The gray-robed Taoist lowered his face and said, "Your mind has become filthy, so you have to study the scriptures with painstaking thoughts. ”

Zhongde was unhappy and asked, "Daddy, have I thought about it at home?"

The gray-robed Taoist said coldly: "What are you thinking about at home?

He knew in his heart that his son really wanted to be at home, and with his wife there, it wouldn't take a few days before he would be lawless again. Thinking about it will turn into pleasure completely. He didn't have time to watch his son at home every day.

When he saw the stack of information, Zhongde had quietly ordered his demon pet Bai Yudiao outside the house to ask his mother for help.

Mrs. Yu heard that her beloved son was going to be punished by her husband and thought about it bitterly, so she hurriedly ran to the rescue.

When she rushed to the door, she heard her son ask aggrievedly, "Daddy, how long will I think about it?"

The gray-robed Daoist had already calculated in his heart, and said coldly: "We will see the results in three years." ”

Zhong De was immediately unhappy, and Mrs. Yu was even more angry when she heard it outside, and rushed in and shouted: "What? Three years? Husband, are you crazy? My son is at the critical moment of cultivation, if you imprison him for three years, he will fall behind for three years." Then what status does he have in the contemplation, how can he compete with other true disciples, are you going to destroy my son?"