"When I was young, my parents died in the war against the Yuan soldiers, and my eldest brother was both a father and a mother to raise me as an adult, and I also sought to be accepted as a disciple by Master Xuanzhi of Shaolin. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info I have a lot of respect for my eldest brother and I am grateful. ”

"In the past sixteen years, except for occasional contact with my eldest brother, I have basically been isolated from the world, and in addition to domesticating poisonous lizards every day, I am collecting herbs in this Tianmu Mountain. The day before the tragedy of the villa, my eldest brother came to me and asked me to go to the back mountain the next day to help collect a few medicines, and I agreed. I thought that a momentary negligence caused such a catastrophe. ”

Murong Yunxuan choked up several times, full of remorse, and his hoarse voice was even more sad in the quiet night.

"That day, I came back at dusk, and found that the stone door was open, and the lizard was not in the hole, and I knew that something was wrong, so I hurriedly pursued it all the way, and it was too late for me to rush to the villa, and dozens of black-clothed people and more than 30 people in the village were poisoned by the poisonous lizard that came along the smell of blood after a fierce fight. The poor eldest brother has been in a great situation all his life, and he has died without a whole body......"

Pony remembered the tragic appearance of seeing the owner of Murong Zhuang in the villa that day beyond recognition, half of his body shattered. Thinking that Murong Yunxuan has a deep brotherly relationship, seeing his brother like this, his heart is naturally grief-stricken, Murong Zhuang's identity is special, and he can't bury it privately, and the torment and contradiction in his heart are not something that others can understand. For a while, I felt a lot of emotion in my heart.

Murong Yunxuan fell into grief and couldn't help himself, Xiao Ma knew that he was like this now, he would definitely not go back with him to recognize Wei's mother and daughter, and seeing that he was deeply mourned, it was inconvenient to ask anything more, so he quietly withdrew from the woods with good fate and turned back along the road.

None of the more than 70 masters of the Blood Demon Hall and the more than 30 people of Murong Villa survived, neither a conspiracy nor revenge, but simply because of an oversight. It's a little unbelievable and a little helpless to think about. In the final analysis, many things are ridiculous and insignificant reasons, but how many tragedies happened because of a negligence at the beginning?

At this point, the truth of this incident is revealed, but the pony does not feel relieved in his heart. Such a result was something he had not expected, but he knew that Murong Yunxuan was not lying, the truth was the truth, even if it was ridiculous or incredible. The pony tries to find some loopholes, but can't find anything that doesn't make sense, so he makes the way back to the villa without saying a word.

The light in Xiaolou was dim, Murong Yuxin and Wei's mother looked out of the door anxiously, if it weren't for Xi'er lying unconscious on the bed, they would have chased after the pony.

"Pony, have you caught up with the man in white?" As soon as Pony and Shanyuan stepped into the door, Wei's mother couldn't wait to ask, her eyes full of hope.

"That person is indeed Murong Yunxuan's senior, Mother Wei, please rest assured, Murong seniors did not become martial arts and demons, the things back then were just domesticated by the will of the Holy Lord, and the seniors have always remembered you and Xi'er for the past sixteen years, but now he can't meet with your mother and daughter for the time being, please bear with Mother Wei......"

Xiao Ma picked out the words, and he really couldn't bear to tell Murong Yunxuan's hideous and terrifying appearance at the moment to the woman in front of him who had been tormented, had not slept for two days and two nights, and had a haggard face. The truth always has to be faced, but not now, he is worried that the exhausted Wei's mother will not be able to accept this fact.

Wei's mother first brightened her eyes and showed joy, then her eyes were gloomy, her face was disappointed, and her tears couldn't bear it after all, and she said softly: "I knew that he wouldn't become such a demon, I have suffered a lot for sixteen years, and I always look forward to solving the doubts in my heart and returning him to a clean house." ”

Murong Yuxin walked over and comforted: "The second uncle is still alive, and the charges have been cleared, my mother should be happy, why did she cry?" Now that there is news about him, the day of reunion is not far away, and my mother must not be tired at this time." ”

Wei's mother wiped away her tears and said again and again: "I'm really old and confused, this is to be happy, the boulder that has been pressed in my heart for sixteen years has finally landed." ”

The mother and daughter talked for a while, and then went together to take care of the girl. As they spoke, the pony walked outside with kindness and warmth.

The night is quiet and the wind is cold, the mountains stand silently, and the dim moonlight appears and disappears with the flowing clouds.

Xiao Ma told Nuan Wen about Murong Yunxuan's body changes caused by the poison, and then asked, "Brother Wen, do you have a way to resolve the venom on the poisonous lizard?"

The last time he killed the lizard, Nuan extracted the venom and came back in order to find a way to detoxify it, but he hadn't heard him mention it for so many days, so Pony asked.

"With a little eyebrows, the antidote is being developed, but in a situation like Murong's predecessor, where the venom has melted into the blood, and all the internal organs have been eroded and assimilated, it is difficult to say whether it will work, even if it is useful, it will be a long process, and it will not be able to recover for a while and a half. ”

Pony sighed, depressed, speechless for a while, and then said, "It's time for Wuwei seniors to rush back, I hope he can bring some good news." ”

On this night, three big men stood silently like three statues until dawn.

When the old man Wuwei showed the white belly of the fish in the east, he rushed to the villa, accompanied by Wang Wan'er. I happened to see the three ponies standing outside the house without saying a word, blowing the wind and mist.

"Brother Pony, are you comparing your standing meditation skills?" Wang Wan'er hurriedly walked two steps to the pony's side and asked with a smile.

"Ahh

"I rely on my predecessors for life and death, and he has no choice but to bring me here. Wang Wan'er stuck out her tongue and smiled mischievously.

The three of them were busy greeting the old man Wuwei, because of the pity in the room, Zhen San was recuperating from his injuries, and the ponies sat down in the pavilion in the courtyard.

"The seniors have been running around this time, and they have worked hard, I don't know if they have found any clues?"

"The virtuous nephew asked me to go to Zhaoming Temple to understand the situation that day, and I still had some doubts in my heart, but I didn't want to go on this trip and really asked for some clues. The old man Wuwei said: "Elder Niansong is a high-ranking monk, although he is no longer in the temple, but the temple is full of respect when he mentions him. He was the presiding officer of Zhaoming Temple, and twenty-three years ago when he was traveling outside, he picked up a baby in the broken temple, and brought him back to Zhaoming Temple because he couldn't find it because he couldn't find it by his family. ”

Shanyuan looked surprised and said, "The predecessor went to Zhaoming Temple to check on my master? ”

The old man Wuwei nodded and continued: "According to the elderly monks in the temple, the baby just brought back the day, has been crying, thinking that he is hungry, took goat's milk to feed the dead and refused to eat, down the mountain finally begged for half a bowl of human milk, and refused to eat, everyone is out of line, all say that the child is eighty percent of the life, how do you know that in the evening, the house is lit, the baby will not cry, straight to the fire, dancing and laughing, and then feed him something to eat with relish, everyone is amazed. After that, the lamp was lit when he was fed, and it was not until he was three years old that he broke the habit. ”

"The stars are changing, this child is growing up day by day, everything is no different from ordinary people, except that he likes to play with fire, so he is often punished by the elders for memorizing scriptures and copying books, and he always does not want to repent. When he was eight years old, because he disturbed the pilgrims who went up to the mountain to worship the Buddha because he played with fire, the elders punished him by copying the "Diamond Sutra" 300 times in the Tibetan scripture pavilion. In the night, maybe it was drowsiness and knocked over the oil lamp, and actually lit the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the attic was originally wooden, and it was full of books, as soon as it was burned, it was like a broken bamboo, the flames were monstrous, the whole temple was busy for half an hour before extinguishing the fire, the entire Tibetan Scripture Pavilion had been burned to seven, seven, eight, eight, eight ”

"The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was destroyed, and Elder Nian Song felt that he could not escape the blame, so he took the baby to make grass in the deep mountains and lived a life of poverty cultivation. ”

Pony and the others listened to the words of the old man Wuwei, and they were also amazed, there was such an incredible thing in the world, and Pony remembered the fire in the deserted house that day, and it seemed that he saw a flash of inspiration on the back of the good fate, but he didn't find anything abnormal later.

In this way, Shanyuan is likely to be the surviving descendants of Zhurong in Taoyuan Village. Everyone's eyes were on the good karma.

"But this is all hearsay and speculation, is there any way to confirm this?" asked Pony.

The old man of Wuwei spat out a puff of cigarette and said slowly: "There is a way. ”