The boy stumbled while running. There was a wound on his leg, and blood had soaked through his clothes and trouser legs.
There were tears in his eyes. The past few days of running away and the disappearance of his family in front of him had given him a great blow.
"Senior Wangyou, help me..." He kept crying, gritting his teeth and running with all his strength.
He didn't dare to look back. He only had one belief in his heart, which was to go up the mountain. Once he went up the mountain, he would be safe.
Suddenly, he felt a lightness in his body and his whole body was lifted up.
Kicking his legs in panic, he saw the face that frightened him the most.
It was the shadowless ghost with red and white makeup on his face, the devil who was killing people in the palace.
"Xiao Shisun, do you miss your parents? It doesn't matter. I will send you to a family reunion right away."
Shadowless Ghost flicked his wrist, and a flying knife appeared in his hand.
The flying knife slowly approached the boy, and the boy kept struggling, but to no avail.
Just when the flying knife was a few centimeters away from the boy's chest, a voice suddenly sounded.
"Who... disturbed my dream..."
The voice seemed to be near my ears and in the horizon, elusive and hard to find.
The seductive ghost withdrew the soul-locking hook that cut off Tu Feng's throat, came to the red-haired ghost and whispered, "Is there really some kind of Wangyouxian?"
"I don't know either, but I heard that Wangyouxian is extremely powerful and anyone who challenges him will have a bad end."
After that, the red-haired ghost shouted in the distance: "Third brother, do it quickly, it's not a good place to stay here for a long time."
After hearing this, the shadowless ghost no longer hesitated, and suddenly stabbed the young man's chest with the flying knife in his hand.
"Are you disturbing my Qing Xiu?" At this moment, a long white finger clamped the flying knife.
The Shadowless Ghost was so shocked that he didn't even notice that there was another person around him.
But the other three ghosts in the distance could be seen clearly. They were white-clothed and white-haired, like men who had been banished to immortals, stepping on the void and coming from the top of the mountain.
There seemed to be an invisible staircase in the void, and the banished immortal walked leisurely to the shadowless ghost.
The hand of the shadowless ghost holding the flying knife began to tremble uncontrollably, and he slowly looked at the people around him.
Dressed in white clothes, with white hair hanging down, the handsome man's face showed no age, and his sharp eyebrows and starry eyes looked extremely cold.
"Let me ask you, are you disturbing me?" Baiyi Shengxue looked at the young man with a throwing knife under his arm and asked.
"My name is Lin Cheng, and I am the grandson of the king of Luozhou. My grandfather is Lin Wei, and my father is Lin Hetian. My grandfather said that you would come to the rescue if there was any trouble." The young man said with sobs.
"Lin Wei? Ah...I remember that little baby from that year..."
"Are you his grandson?"
"So many years have passed in a blink of an eye..."
Wangyouxian smiled and touched Lin Cheng's head.
The next moment, he took action, his movements as fast as lightning.
The shadowless ghost flew out without any reaction.
The flying knife that was originally pressed against Lin Cheng's chest was thrust into his own chest at some point.
The red-haired ghost caught the shadowless ghost with one hand, and the force made him take several steps back unconsciously.
"Senior, we don't mean to disturb you, we are just following orders, please don't blame us."
The red-haired ghost cupped his fists and bowed, saluting the Wangyouxian in the distance.
"Leave an arm...go away..." Wangyouxian glanced at them and said coldly.
"They killed my grandfather and father and mother, and also killed many people. Even...even Uncle Tu was killed by them..." Lin Cheng cried and looked at the man lying on the ground in the distance with tearful eyes. The unmoving Tu Feng.
"This is Wangyou Mountain. I have the final say here. I don't talk about good and evil here. Everything depends on my mood."
"I am happy that the sons of my old friend have arrived so they can live."
Wangyouxian smiled and said to Lin Cheng.
"But...but they..." Lin Cheng wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Wangyouxian.
"They are your enemies, not mine.
If you want to kill them, you have to do it yourself..."
After saying that, Wangyouxian looked at the four ghosts in southern Yunnan and said with a smile: "Didn't you hear what I said? I'm in a good mood today. You can leave an arm and go."
The red-haired ghost looked at Wangyouxian with cold eyes.
After a long time, he sighed, suddenly grabbed his left shoulder with his right hand, and pulled hard, and a bloody arm was torn off by him.
He tried not to cry out, and big drops of sweat kept falling on his forehead.
Seeing this, the other three helplessly followed the instructions, and in an instant, four one-armed people...
"Take your stumps away, don't dirty my garden." Wangyouxian said again.
"The green mountains remain unchanged, and the green waters always flow. We, the four brothers in southern Yunnan, have remembered this." After saying this, the red-haired ghost turned around and fled in embarrassment with the three brothers.
"Okay... the annoying guys are gone, you can go too." Wangyouxian looked at Lin Cheng who was standing at waist height and said with a smile.
"Please teach me kung fu." Lin Cheng knelt down and begged to Wangyouxian.
"Why teach you Kung Fu?"
"I want revenge, I want to avenge my parents, and the entire royal family..."
"If you don't want to teach me, just go away..."
Wangyouxian smiled and turned around and walked towards the mountain road.
Lin Cheng knelt and turned around, kowtowing to Wangyouxian
"Don't be like this. I said I won't teach you, so I won't teach you."
Wangyouxian said, walking up the steps towards the mountain.
Lin Cheng raised his head, tears streaming down his face, and suddenly he smiled.
"For the sake of Wangyou, in order to forget the sorrow of deep hatred and hatred, I ask the immortal to teach me the method of forgetting sorrow."
Wangyouxian stopped and laughed, laughing unbridled.
"Children can be taught..."
"Get up, I will accept you as my disciple..."
"Go and bury that man at the bottom of the mountain and then come find me at the top of the mountain."
Ignoring Lin Cheng anymore, Wangyouxian walked towards the mountain again.
Lin Cheng stood up, turned around and walked towards Tu Feng.
"Uncle Tu, I'm safe. Senior Wangyou promised to teach me Wangyou's method."
His hands were covered in blood and dirt, and he kept digging in the ground with his hands.
He asked softly, ignoring the piercing pain in his hands.
"Uncle Tu, the scenery here is unique, you can just rest in peace."
After filling the soil, Lin Cheng bowed to the low grave again and again, and then walked towards the mountain road with firm eyes.
On the top of the mountain, Wangyouxian looked at this scene with his hands behind his back and nodded with satisfaction.
"Loyal servant, Lord Ming, yes, yes..." He turned around and walked towards the pavilion.
Really...
Wangyou Fairy on Wangyou Mountain…
The young man from Wangyou Mountain...
Escape from death and never regret it...
Looking at each other and smiling in the River of Forgetfulness...
Lin Cheng carried Tu Feng's broken soul and walked firmly to the top of the mountain. The scene in front of him made him stunned on the spot.
The top of the mountain occupies a large area and is extremely flat, with flowers and green grass everywhere.
There is also a lake on the top of the mountain. The lake has an outlet and forms a small river flowing to the shade side of the mountain. A huge welcoming pine stands by the lake.
There are a few peach trees and some trees that Lin Cheng can't name scattered around the top of the mountain.
The only strange thing is... except for a small pavilion by the lake and a small bridge across the river, there are no other buildings on the top of the mountain.
A two-story boat was heard in the center of the lake. Lin Cheng was wondering how such a big boat could appear in this mountaintop lake.
"Come here..." Wangyouxian sat elegantly in the pavilion and waved to Lin Cheng.
Lin Cheng walked forward obediently and stood outside the pavilion without daring to take a step forward.
"What? You were fine just now, but now you are afraid of me?" Wangyouxian looked at Lin Cheng and said with a smile.
"No...it's not..." Lin Cheng shook his head.
"Here, drink some water." Wangyouxian picked up the bamboo tube and poured Lin Cheng a glass of water.
Lin Cheng nodded and ran all the way
Bo made him extremely hungry and thirsty.
Stretching out a hand stained with blood and dirt, Wangyouxian frowned, but said nothing and handed the cup over.
Lin Cheng took a big gulp and drank it. The cool water entered his stomach and he couldn't help but exhale with pleasure.
Seeing this, Wangyouxian smiled and said, "This cup will be yours from now on. Remember to wash it after a while. Also, no matter what happens in the future, it must be clean in front of me."
(Remember to bookmark it for next time reading!)
