The night wind suddenly became biting.
Yun Rong frowned slightly and said nothing.
His eyes fell on the small coffin in his arms.
She knows the art of Zhongyou's treacherous ways, and most of her ability to control imps comes from her ability and talent.
The two spirit dogs raised by Bai Rui are not easy to deal with.
He has not yet entered the realm of seeking the Tao, yet he was able to exorcise ghosts and kill those two spiritual dogs...
Yun Rong suddenly felt that the sect leader left the child in the Tianxi Sword Sect because of one person's will, and it was not a secret conspiracy.
If he were taught and raised by Empress Ying Ji in the Zhongyou Dynasty, even if his spiritual root qualifications were ordinary, his future achievements would not be lower than those of Thirteen Swords just by relying on the art of trickery.
It's a pity that the master of the sect has always been cynical and feels that everything in the world is black and white.
If he allowed his child to practice the art of deception, he would rather not have this son.
It's a pity that things in the world never go as per people's wishes, so it's hard to have both.
"Sister, do you think I did something wrong?" The young master looked at the woman in front of him and asked softly.
Yun Rong met his eyes and said harmoniously: "If you know what you know and practice it, there is no right or wrong."
She rubbed his little head and asked, "How are those named female disciples doing now?"
"The injuries are serious, but there is no danger to their lives. With senior brother here, they should be fine?"
Yun Rong looked at him with a smile: "So the young master will feel that what he did is wrong?"
The little guy looked at her deeply, shook his head, and said, "I don't think I'm wrong, but my father is afraid that my behavior is wrong."
"How could it be? If the sect master knew about the conflict you had with Bai Rui to protect his disciples, he would not blame you."
The young master paused for a moment, but he still looked at Yun Rong intently, and said something shocking again: "I mean, I killed all Bai Rui's dogs."
Yun Rong was slightly startled by that extraordinarily calm look. She was silent for a moment and said softly: "Did someone get killed?"
The young master tilted his head and thought for a moment with a calm expression, then said: "If they can be considered human beings, then they should be."
Yun Rong captured it very keenly. He was talking about 'them'.
For a little child, who is only six years old at most, this unusual calmness can be called incredible.
Yun Rong couldn't understand what happened to this child.
A child who could sit there all night feeling sad about a dead fish in a pond would not be as shocked as he should be about human life.
"Aren't you afraid?" Yun Rong asked.
The young master answered honestly: "Afraid."
Yun Rong raised his eyebrows slightly.
The young master added: "I'm afraid of my father."
Yun Rong sighed, but there was no helplessness in his expression, let alone blame: "How did you do it?"
Leaving aside Bai Rui, who has a cultivation level in the Seeking Dao realm, the followers around him are basically the sons and daughters of inner disciples. They have all started practicing in recent years, and their qualifications are also very good.
He was only six years old, and he probably wouldn't be able to do this just by controlling a little devil.
The young master said: "I made those two dead dogs stand up again."
Yun Rong's heart trembled.
"How many people are learning Taoism together on the peak today?"
"Five people."
"How many people died?"
"Four people."
"You can tell Senior Brother about this and let Senior Brother punish them. Why do you want to kill them yourself?"
It seemed like a question, but Yun Rong didn't have any questioning tone, he just felt doubtful and puzzled.
After a smooth series of questions and answers, there was suddenly a long silence.
The calm expression on the little guy's face finally showed a subtle and unspeakable change.
This expression was really interesting. Yun Rong pushed his soft little body and asked, "Why did you stop talking all of a sudden?"
"Because Bai Rui took those people to tear off the clothes of the senior sisters."
"What?" Yun Rong Jiang Yexue's face was originally calm, but suddenly his eyes widened after hearing these words.
Bai Rui is only fourteen years old this year. At most, he can only be regarded as a half-grown child who has just started to fall in love.
How dare he? !
This is Tianxi Sword Sect, Senior Brother’s Lingyang Peak!
No matter how domineering and unbridled he is, how dare he do such a beastly thing on the territory of his senior brother.
I'm afraid no one would believe this.
But Yun Rong knew that the child in front of her would not lie to her.
Yun Rong frowned deeply, with an unprecedented serious expression: "Did Bai Rui succeed?"
The young master looked confused, as if he didn't understand what success meant?
Only then did Yun Rong realize that the little guy was only six years old. He was locked up in the mountains and forests all day without leaving the house. How could he know these stakes?
She asked again: "What happened next?"
"After they tore off the clothes of the three senior sisters, Bai Rui hugged one senior sister and dragged her to my desk to hold her down. Then he whistled to summon the spirit dogs to bite the other two senior sisters. "
His lowered eyes were extremely dark, filled with a dark color, and he said in a low voice: "I don't know what they are doing, but the senior sisters were crying so hard, I knew they were doing bad things, and they were laughing wildly there. , very proud.
The senior sisters were also crying and looking at me with wide eyes.
So I summoned Shou and killed the two dogs. They quickly reacted. Bai Rui practiced Tianxi's demon-killing swordsmanship and quickly caught Shou. They beat me while they were beating me. He said that Shou would be thrown into the Sin Sword Pond and melted away. I was very angry...
When I got angry, I saw the two spiritual dogs that were supposed to be dead dangling in front of my eyes, but they couldn't see them.
I knew that it was the Zhongyou trick that Auntie gave me before she left. I resurrected the two spirit dogs. The first day after their resurrection was the time when their resentment was the most fierce. Even Bai Rui couldn't defeat them. "
Hearing this, Yun Rong couldn't understand what kind of things those young disciples were doing on Lingyang Peak, which were worse than animals.
She said coldly: "If he does something like this, even if he is the son of Elder Fengjian, he should be dealt with according to the patriarchal law."
"But I don't want to leave this matter to Senior Brother."
The young master looked serious and determined: "Tianxi has a sect's teaching. If you bully someone in the same sect, you will be punished by fifty ten feet. If you kill someone in the same clan, you will be punished by three hundred ten feet, and then you will be expelled from the sect.
But after all, they did not actually kill those senior sisters, but left the matter to the senior brother to handle. The senior brother could only follow the sect's instructions and beat each of them fifty feet.
Besides, my father likes Bai Rui so much, and he is the son of an elder. At the end of the day, I am afraid that even the fifty feet may not be filled. I think this makes no sense. "
Yun Rong muttered: "Insulting fellow disciples and causing trouble with superiors, Tianxi will not tolerate such a person. Although the sect leader does not tolerate deception in his eyes, he is not a person who can't distinguish between right and wrong.
You don't have to be afraid. After all, he is his biological son. He will never do anything like that, and at most he will blame you. "
"Really?"
Yun Rong affirmed: "Really."
But the young master smiled and said: "Senior sister, I am not afraid of death."
Yun Rong was startled, then laughed and cursed: "You little bastard, even if you are not afraid of death, don't think about wanting to die. Don't think that everyone can be Ji Pei, and that after death, the soul can be preserved and transformed into a heroic spirit to go to the middle world. .”
In the end, Bai Rui was seriously injured, and the news that the four inner disciples' sons died at Lingyang Peak soon reached the sect master's ears.
Just as Yun Rong said, although the sect leader could not tolerate even a grain of sand in his eyes, and although he was extremely angry about the young master's use of tricks to harm others, he did not lose his mind.
Instead, with a calm face and a patient mind, he summoned the young master, Bai Rui, and the several named female disciples to ask for the reason.
Yun Rong thought that the matter would be over, but unexpectedly, after some questioning, the sect master became furious and furious. The hundred thousand spirit swords in the sword tomb were so angry that they kept ringing and their sword energy lit up the sky.
In his anger, he actually threw the young master into the Death Sword Tomb and spent three months thinking about it.
The Death Sword Tomb is one of the Nine Forbidden Areas of Tianxi, and no one without evil will be allowed to enter.
There are many undead scorpion nests in tombs, and anyone who enters the tomb will suffer from the scorpions.
The undead scorpions in the tomb were all domesticated by the ancient predecessors, and the suffering caused by the scorpions was caused by the scorpions passing by.
The poisonous sting of the scorpion tail is like a rattlesnake, shaking continuously for three months.
The undead scorpion will not drop its needle tail easily, but will only make the sound of its poisonous needle to scare those facing the wall.
The whole month of March, although there is no physical torture, will bring great mental torture to people.
Of course, after all, he is his own son. No matter how ruthless the sect leader is, he will not really be able to make up his mind to throw a six-year-old child into such a ghost place.
It's just that the angry words have been spoken, but he cannot be allowed to change his words.
On the other hand, Bai Rui, who should have hated his young master, instead boldly threatened that if the young master could apologize to him, he would be relieved and could forget about it.
In this regard, the sect leader greatly appreciated him.
Not only Bai Rui's comrades who were close friends were bitten to death by ghosts, but he himself also escaped death.
But in the end, a piece of flesh in the fatal part of his body was chewed to pieces by the ghost dog, and he would never be treated as a human being again in the future.
Ordinary people cannot laugh away their grudges after this kind of injury.
Not only did he not complain, he was actually so generous and just asked the young master to apologize.
Not even getting him down on his knees to apologize.
The sect leader was relieved when he got the steps, and kicked his son angrily, asking him to apologize quickly.
Unexpectedly, the unrepentant little beast gritted his teeth and refused to give in and apologize.
No matter how ruthless the sect leader is, there is no reason why he should not be thrown into the Death Sword Tomb.
Yun Rong was shocked and confused after hearing the news.
The senior brother went to Ji Pei's Qiansongfeng that day to urgently stabilize his Yin Ming body.
After all, Ji Pei was once a ghost spirit. Even though it has been a hundred years since he entered the mountain, his Yin body is still unstable and requires Jun He to maintain it with sword energy all year round.
Ji Pei's physical condition happened suddenly, so Junhe had to assign homework and let them review on their own.
It’s fine that the senior brother who went to Qiansong Peak doesn’t know what happened, but the few registered female disciples who were bullied and persecuted are still alive.
Not to mention that they still have tooth marks from the dog bites on their bodies, but if the young master wanted to save them even after he was beaten into such a miserable state, they would definitely tell him the truth about the matter.
After some careful questioning, I found out.
The result turned out to be a complete reversal of black and white. The bite marks on the registered female disciple were not left by a spirit dog, but by an imp.
And they even insisted that they were ordered by the young master to go up the mountain and were persecuted in every possible way. Fortunately, Bai Rui and the others generously rescued them.
And those senior brothers also sacrificed their lives righteously.
With all the human and material evidence available, the perpetrator became a hero, while the young master became a little devil that everyone despised.
Yun Rong immediately went to find the sect leader and explained everything.
How could a six-year-old child be harmful to others?
But after all, it's just one person's words. How can you trust Sect Master Yu who only pays attention to substantive evidence.
In the end, the young master was beaten into the Death Sword Tomb.
As a child, no matter how precocious and calm he was, Yun Rong shouldn't have imagined how he would spend those three months in a hellish place that even adult disciples couldn't endure.
After coming out, where can I still look like a person?
As the Thirteen Swordsmen of Tianxi, no matter how powerful Yun Rong is, he cannot blatantly disobey the sect leader's orders.
But she never expected that she would underestimate the strength of that child's mind.
In such a desperate situation, he was still able to find a chance to turn defeat into victory.
On the night of the tenth day, he successfully came out of the Death Sword Tomb.
It was the sect leader who personally lowered the tomb and took him out.
That night, the winter snow and frost were cold, and thousands of scorpions rattled under the Death Sword Tomb. They were densely packed, violent and ferocious, but there was no hidden scorpion that was ready to attack without hurting anyone.
Bai Rui's body fell into the sea of scorpions, holding an unsealed bottle of Qianzhiyin in his hand.
It's funny to say that the person who hurriedly came to ask the sect leader to enter the tomb to save people tonight was none other than Bai Rui's son Bai Shu.
Bai Ruiming knew that his young master was imprisoned under the Death Sword Tomb and was tortured by hundreds of scorpions. It was a forbidden place that ordinary people would not dare to approach, but why did he appear here inexplicably.
He also held in his hand the Qianzhi Yin that could make the undead scorpion become crazy and ferocious.
However, the undead scorpion, which was supposed to be able to rattle its tail to scare people, had countless needle tails broken into the young master's body.
And the Hundred Scorpions in the tomb also inexplicably became Thousand Scorpions.
The lord of the sect had an unprecedented cold and sinister look on his face. The little child in his arms had basically lost a piece of good flesh all over his body. He was dying and his face was pale.
In the tomb, the undead scorpions were large and small. The big ones were as big as a fist. A single needle could directly penetrate a person's bone marrow and veins.
The younger one was smaller than an ant. When the sect master took his son out, there were densely packed little scorpions crawling out of his ears with blood on them.
Seeing this scene, Yun Rong felt that Bai Rui's vicious beast would not regret dying!
How could she not understand that as early as the first day after the young master was imprisoned in the Death Sword Tomb, he had secretly come here and lured these undead scorpions into madness with a thousand poisons.
Bai Rui is a very tolerant and cruel person. He hates the young master for causing him to lose the dignity that a man should have. How can he be willing to let him only suffer the three-month scorpion punishment.
He was vicious and cruel, so he found Qian Zhenyin and came to Death Sword's tomb every night to torture him.
Yun Rong didn't know what happened in the past ten days, but the young master's forbearance was not even half as strong as that guy's.
I don’t know what method he used to trap Bai Rui in the tomb together.
When Bai Shu saw that his beloved son had not returned after three days of absence, he was so anxious that he secretly went to the Death Sword Tomb.
But the scorpion spirit in the tomb was already crazy, and he couldn't get close, so he had no choice but to report the matter to the sect master.
This time I really don't need any evidence.
The sect leader is not stupid. Seeing this scene, how can he not guess the doubts in it.
He repeatedly questioned, even tortured, and broke the legs of the ungrateful female disciples, and then he forced out the truth.
The sect master who had been deceived for many years was furious, and he was even more heartbroken over his son who had been tortured to pieces.
Elder Baizhu failed to teach his son well, so he was deprived of his cultivation, his legs and hands were broken, and he was expelled from the school.
Even the eldest brother, who was usually the most valued by the sect master, was innocently implicated and was banned from cultivating and exiled to Sinjianchi for three years.
As soon as this incident spread in Tianxi, it caused quite a stir.
Although the Thirteen Swordsmen brothers were very sympathetic to the senior brother's situation, secretly, they admired the child's extraordinary perseverance even more.
Ordinary people would have been in despair in such a situation. It is really amazing that he could achieve this at such a young age.
Everyone is praising the young master for his extraordinary intelligence.
But Yun Rong knew that after he arrived, he would have nightmares every night and be blinded by the scorpion poison. He would be blind for three full years.
From then on, he developed a habit of turning pale with fright and trembling all over when he saw a scorpion.
In fact, he is not as strong as they thought.
Who can truly understand the despair under the Death Sword's tomb.
Yun Rong also discovered that year that although he was the young master of Tianxi, as his father, the sect leader, although he could protect the world, he could not protect his son alone.
If one day, the sect master really loses him, it must be due to the sect master's distrust.
Yun Rong has always been very accurate in his judgment of people and things. As expected, many years later, a ghost disaster occurred in Guangmeng City.
The young master was killed in Taixuanzong and almost died. Finally, he was sent to Zhongyou. Fortunately, Empress Yingji protected her with her life and saved her life.
But after that, Zhongyou completely broke up with Tianxi, Taixuan, and Cangwu.
Empress Ying Ji even threatened to kill all disciples of the three Tiandao sects who set foot in the Zhongyou Dynasty!
After the death of the disciples of the three sects, their heroic spirits return to the middle world, and they will surely go to the netherworld hell, and they will not be able to transcend life!
Once this rule was established, the four names of Zhongyou Imperial City instantly took on a murderous meaning.
And it was at that time that the sect master completely disowned the young master.
From then on, the young master changed his surname to Ying, and his noble title was Prince Zhongyou and Young Master Ghost Sword.
Yun Rong also thought that maybe this was the best ending for the empress and the young master.
At least, the young master is really what she thought. After returning to Zhongyou, he shines and becomes the third son of Tiandao envied by the world, as famous as Su Jing and Yin Baishuang.
More importantly, he has a mother.
As time passed, Yun Rong also met the young master several times in the human world, and saw that his grown-up appearance was not much different from that of his childhood.
But for some reason, his movements and movements were subtly different from the young master she expected in her heart.
Today, two hundred years later, when Yun Rong heard the news that Ying Xiu went up the mountain to ask for the sword pavilion, he vaguely remembered that time.
Standing on the Yuhan Bridge, it is difficult to associate the high-spirited Prince Zhongyou with the young master squatting under the bridge crying, covered in blood.
Unknowingly, the cold clouds gradually thinned, and a waning moon emerged.
Yun Rong looked at the little snowman on the bridge railing and smiled faintly. For some reason, his mood had a subtle and strange change.
She suddenly wanted to take a look at the scenery under the bridge.
Yun Rong held up the little snowman and flipped it gently with his feet. His sword and clothes danced like ink lotus blooming at night, and his white boots touched the water.
She bent down with her sword in her hand, and smiled softly at the bottom of the bridge, which should have been empty, as if teasing a child who had been wronged back then, with a playful tone:
"Little guy, don't cry. Look, I made a little snowman for you."
Under the dimly lit bridge, a cold, slender hand came through the darkness, its fingertips carrying an inhuman body temperature, and a thin wrist bone exposed under the green sleeves.
It was a boy's hand.
The cold hands took over the cold snowman.
In the dim shadows, a warm chuckle sounded.
He said: "Okay, don't cry anymore."
Yun Rong turned to stone, dumbfounded.
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