I, what I gave?
Jiu'er's words stunned me.
She continued: "My mother had a difficult delivery when she gave birth to me. Neither mother nor daughter could survive. At that time, I experienced a witchcraft disaster that happened once in a hundred years in my witchcraft family. I shouldn't have been born, but someone fed my mother." A bowl of medicine, this bowl of medicine allowed me to be born smoothly, and it also caused visions to appear in the sky, changed the orbit of the stars, and gave me jade-hearted eyes that are different from ordinary people."
I gradually concentrated.
The so-called witch disaster can be regarded as a divine punishment.
Although the methods of Wumen and Jingmen are similar, the most fundamental difference is that the skills of people in Jingmen are acquired and passed down from their ancestors, so they have metaphysical methods.
However, most of the disciples of the Wumen are extremely talented people. From the moment they are born, they have a physique that is different from ordinary people.
For example, ghost walkers have the innate ability to communicate with ghosts.
These talents cannot be learned by ordinary people. If you are born without these abilities, you will not be able to learn them until you die.
But God is fair. Whatever you get, you must pay for it.
The price of the witch clan is the so-called witch disaster!
Since the establishment of the Wumen, every hundred years, there will be a witch disaster. On this day, at least half of the people in the Wumen will die from natural disasters and man-made disasters, which cannot be avoided by any metaphysical means.
Wumen disciples born on this day have no chance of surviving. Most of them die in the womb and become tributes used by the Wumen for sacrifices.
"On the day of the witchcraft disaster, many, many people died. My mother and father were both dead, and I was bound to die too. Even in a thousand years, it was the most tragic witchcraft disaster in my witch sect. More than 80% of the people died. Then, From now on, less than ten people from the Wumen will survive..."
"But that man's bowl of medicine saved me, and also my Wumen. After I had the Jade Heart Eyes, my Wumen became more talented and prosperous. After the witch disaster, the sect's decline was quickly alleviated. .”
"According to what my grandma said, when we juniors grow up, in fifteen years at the latest, the Wumen will reach its peak. Not to mention being able to compete with the seven upper sects, at least we can be said to be invincible among the eight lower sects."
"And the person who applied the medicine is you, brother...Chen Qi."
As he said that, Jiu'er's jade-hearted eyes had a complicated expression.
Although I understood it, I still smiled bitterly and said, "Jiu'er, could it be that you got it wrong?"
How old was I when Jiu'er was born? That is, when I was about ten years old, at that time, I was afraid that I would still follow Lao Huang and work hard day and night to practice the Golden Seal Script and Jade Letters.
I simply don’t have the ability, nor the free time, to help the Wumen and let Jiuer have Jade Heart Eyes.
"Back then, you were very mysterious when you gave my mother medicine. No one could see you clearly, except me when I was just born... We searched for you for many, many years, but couldn't find your whereabouts until someone came to us. .”
Jiuer continued.
"Who?" I asked intently.
"An old grandpa." Jiu'er said.
"Is it Mr. Sun from the tired family?"
"It's not Grandpa Sun. This grandpa is dressed in rags and looks like a seasoned Taoist. He seems to be from the Shenji Sect. My grandma and the uncles and uncles at home all respect him." Jiu'er said.
Huo Zifu!
It’s the veteran Huo Zifu!
"What did he tell you Wumen?" I asked with a frown.
"He said that one day in the future, a palace called the Sun and Moon Palace will appear on Kunlun Mountain. When that time comes, someone will ask us for help and ask me to send me here."
"He also said that the person I am following will take me out of the Sun and Moon Palace safely. I will see the noble man who helped me from the Wumen in the Sun and Moon Palace."
"And I just saw in the mirror that the person who gave my mother medicine that night was your brother. You two look exactly the same, there is no difference."
After Jiuer finished speaking, I was deep in thought.
"Are you sure that person back then looks exactly like me now?" I asked again.
"Yes." Jiu'er replied seriously.
Something's wrong...
Even if it were really me, I didn't grow up at all at that time, and it couldn't be exactly the same as what I look like now as an adult.
Or is it that someone put on a human skin mask and pretended to be me?
It is possible that if people from Qianmen saw me when I was young, they could predict the changes in my face as an adult and accurately make a human skin mask exactly like me now.
But what is the purpose of the other party pretending to be me?
You did a good deed and gave me your good reputation?
Then, I asked Jiu'er: "Why didn't you tell me these things before, why did you hide them from me? Jiu'er, besides these, do you or your witch sect have any other intentions?"
"No, brother, I'm not hiding it from you, I'm hiding it from her."
Jiuer replied to me.
"Yang Yixi?" I asked.
"Yes." Jiu'er said solemnly.
It turns out that Jiu'er had already noticed something was wrong with Yang Yixi?
"What's wrong with Yang Yixi?" I asked immediately.
Then, Jiu'er said: "I don't think she is the real sister Yixi..."
After hearing this, my expression changed.
Not the real sister Yixi?
Is Yang Yixi someone else? Was she someone else's counterfeit, or was Yang Yixi snatched away and someone else was occupying her body?
I dismissed these thoughts immediately.
Although Yang Yixi has ulterior motives, she has been with me for so long, so it is impossible for any of these possibilities, otherwise, I would have discovered it long ago.
Thinking that I could only continue to ask Jiu'er: "Jiu'er, please tell me clearly, what do you mean by this?"
