Chapter 1118

"Another man! Another man!"

The man who jumped over from a distance looked very majestic, but his face was very honest and honest, and his skin color was a little black, so it was particularly sharp in contrast to the snow-white all over the world. His jumping posture seems a little funny and clumsy, but such a distance, especially what ordinary practitioners can do?

"You outsiders, bad things will happen once you come. The first time someone came to Yipin villa and said how beautiful and prosperous the outside world is, the old and young left, and then died. The last time some inexplicable people came, the swallow finch left!"

"Also dead."

Xiang qingniu answered.

The black faced man was obviously stunned for a moment, and then became angry: "it's you outsiders! You hurry up. If you don't go again, I'll... Master?"

His face suddenly changed and his tone suddenly changed.

Because he saw the cook.

The cook smiled awkwardly, but he didn't know how to say hello. Unexpectedly, the black faced man couldn't fight. He fell on his knees in the snow and banged his head for three times. He was so serious and solemn every time that there was nothing sneaky and slippery in it. When kowtowing, you will not use any power of cultivation, but the snow on 100000 mountains is actually very hard.

Three times, the black faced man's forehead turned red.

"Get up."

The cook hurried over and reached out to help the black faced man up. At this time, his face was more embarrassed and apologetic, because he found that he didn't know who the simple and honest man in front of him was. When he brought those people, they were all young. The oldest one is only about fifteen or sixteen years old. The specific cook can't remember clearly.

"Master, disciple is unfilial. He dares to be rude to master. Please punish him!"

The sincerity of the black faced man's face makes people feel sour. Xiang qingniu glared at the cook and went to help the black faced man beat off the snow foam on his body: "what do you respect him for, such a master? He didn't ask you when he brought you here. What's his face to punish you?"

"Don't speak ill of my master!"

The black faced man stepped back, glared at Xiang qingniu and said: "One day as a teacher and one life as a father, that's what the eldest martial brother told me. Although Shifu hasn't taken care of us for so many years, he left the skill to guide us to practice. If it weren't for Shifu, how could we have such a cultivation? The eldest martial brother also said that receiving favors from others should be rewarded by the spring, not to mention the re creation of the teaching mentor?"

"A good man with a dead heart."

Xiang qingniu whispered to himself, then pointed to the cook and said, "I said, martial nephew, just look at your sins!"

The cook opened his mouth and didn't know how to explain.

The black faced man was startled when he heard Xiang qingniu's words. He stretched out his hand and broke his fingers. After calculating, he was shocked. He stepped back and knelt down. He began to kowtow to Xiang qingniu: "Shigong is up, disciple Shiwan is rebellious. Just now he dared to contradict Shigong. Please punish him!"

Xiang qingniu was also startled and hurried to help Shiwan up again. He wanted to explain, but in the face of such an honest and honest man, he didn't know how to explain. If it was just a joke, it was obviously disrespectful to others.

Xiang qingniu really doesn't know how to face such a person.

"We don't have so many rules. We don't need such a big gift to meet each other in the future. Don't..."

He patted CanXue off again for Shiwan: "in fact, we are full of guilt for you. We haven't taken care of you for so many years and let you live and die here. When I think of it, I feel guilty for my disappointing martial nephew."

"You can't say that."

Shiwan said seriously, "elder martial brother said that there must be a reason why master left. I asked elder martial brother why. Elder martial brother said that master brought us here because of the bitter and cold climate here in order to exercise our will. After leaving the skill, master left because master wanted us to make progress in adversity."

"Is that so, master?"

Shiwan looked at the cook and asked.

The cook's mouth was open, but he didn't even dare to nod. Looking at the loyalty and respect on Shiwan's face, the cook found that he was continuing to commit a crime.

"Yes!"

Fang Xie went over and answered for the cook, "the situation at that time was somewhat special. After your master brought you here, your master's master died, so he never had time to come back. But as you said, he brought you here to exercise your will."

"I said!"

Shiwan smiled: "master doesn't want us, but there is a reason why he can't come."

After laughing for a while, he realized that something was wrong, because he said that his master's master was dead. It was certainly against the rules to laugh like this, so the simple and honest man immediately became frightened: "master, forgive me, I shouldn't laugh."

Xiang qingniu wants to beat up the cook right now. Where can he find such a good disciple? Seeing Shiwan, Xiang qingniu had already thrown Mr. Jiu of the moon shadow hall and Liu yanque, who was making trouble in the Wulin of the Central Plains, out of the sky. He comforted Shiwan for a long time before he calmed the man down.

"Master, who is this?"

Shiwan looked at Fang Xie and asked.

"This..."

Xiang qingniu explained for the cook, "this is my nephew, who is the same generation as your master. The woman over there is his wife, the woman over there is his wife, and the woman over there is also his wife."

He finally pointed to the foam curd, which should not be ignored or denied.

Shiwan was shocked and his eyes changed immediately. Not only have respect, that kind of eyes is like looking at immortals

"Martial uncle, martial uncle mother, martial uncle mother, martial uncle mother..."

Shiwan didn't know whether his name was right or not. Anyway, he yelled with a red face. Then he turned to the cook and asked seriously, "master, is this our school moving?"

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"Shiwan is simple and honest. Don't tell him anything. He was already doubting whether there was sincere emotion in the world. I finally made him believe that everything your master did was for his good. If you destroy his last beauty, you are the sinner."

The elder martial brother sat there and looked at the cook calmly.

He was so calm that there was no emotion in his eyes. There is neither joy nor hatred, just like looking at an irrelevant person.

"I..."

The cook still didn't know how to explain, because he couldn't explain.

"The most painful thing for me these years is not because I have no hope, but because I have worked hard to make them believe that you are a good man, but only Shiwan believes in you in the end. It is still because of his pure nature. I once thought, what would I do if I saw you again?"

Brother Master said, "my name is ye zhuhan. Do you remember?"

The cook was stunned and shook his head.

"Before entering the 100000 mountains, I happened to encounter Mongolian Yuan people bullying herdsmen on the grassland. Shifu said that practitioners naturally want to be chivalrous and righteous, do the resistance that people all over the world dare not resist, and do the struggle that people all over the world dare not struggle. Shifu said that killing villains is a great good thing. So on that day, all of us except Shiwan, who are only three or four years old, also stumbled over Stepped on a dead body. "

Ye zhuhan said, "at that time, I believe that younger martial brothers were the same as me. They all felt that cultivation should be so and take care of the injustice in the world. So at that time, although they were afraid of killing, they were righteous. I also believe that at that time, like me, they all felt that their lives would change."

He glanced at the Cook: "but I didn't expect that the change was so chilling."

He asked, "is the swallow dead?"

The cook nodded, "dead."

Ye zhuhan got up and broke off a piece of solid ice from the frozen stone wall with one hand. His hand was like a knife. He cut a piece of solid ice into a regular rectangle, and then made a pen with his fingers. He wrote a few words on the solid ice about the spiritual position of younger martial brother Liu yanque. He went to a distance and put it on a platform, where there was a spiritual position.

"Must have died of evil."

Ye zhuhan sat down again in front of the cook and said slowly, "his temper has been possessed. He has been suffocating here for many years, and his temper has become more and more violent. When he ran out to destroy Yipin villa, I didn't stop it, and I couldn't stop it. At that time, I knew that he would leave sooner or later, and he would be killed sooner or later."

"But... Even if he is a heinous man, he is still my younger martial brother. You may not be my master, but he is my younger martial brother after all. Therefore, there must be a memorial tablet when people die."

After saying this, he was silent.

The cook was silent for a long time and took a long breath.

"Although I was entrusted to bring you here and never wanted to be your master from beginning to end, I was really wrong. I still have a disciple outside. Although he is with me every day, how can I treat him like you? I didn't teach him anything, so he went his own way, and he died... Your younger martial brother died It's my fault that my disciple died. "

He raised his right hand, grabbed his left hand, and then pulled it violently. Unexpectedly, he pulled his left arm off his shoulder! The accident was so sudden that everyone didn't react. Ye zhuhan, who was sitting opposite him, was shocked to change his face, but he couldn't stop it.

Blood gushed from the wound and immediately scarlet the solid ice on the ground.

"What I owe, I can't pay back much."

The cook put the broken arm in front of the two holy places, and then waved to stop Fang Xie and Xiang qingniu.

"It's... The last sacrifice."

He didn't talk much, but he was so calm. He must have planned for a long time.

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"In fact, it's no different from Shiwan."

Fang Xie glanced at ye zhuhan. The man who looked gentle and elegant and Confucian sat there, but his face did not return to calm. He never thought that the cook would do such a move. Originally, he was full of hatred for the cook. At this moment, those hatred were shattered by the blood of the place and the broken arm in front of the holy throne.

"Do you know why he broke his arm?"

Fang Xie asked.

Ye zhuhan was silent for a long time, then nodded and shook his head: "I know he feels guilty, so he wants to make up for something. But I know that his broken arm is not just here. There should be something else he wants to say to me."

"He's not good at words, so I'll say it for him."

Solution: "He broke his arm because of guilt, but more to dissuade... Two of your martial brothers have died. The death of these two people has nothing to do with him, but it has nothing to do with him. He knows that you have suffered in your heart these years, so it's difficult to control once you vent after you go out. This arm breaking is to make you alert and can't step behind your two martial brothers Dust. "

Ye zhuhan nodded.

"In fact, I don't know when I will burst out. I will go out like a swallow and kill many people to vent. Once that happens, I think... I'm no longer me."

"I wish his arm could get rid of your anger."

Fang Xie looked at ye zhuhan and said, "if you can't, you can try with me."

"You?"

Ye zhuhan was stunned and asked, "Why are you looking for you?"

Fang Xie replied lightly, "I killed your two younger martial brothers."