When Pei Jing saw Ji Wuyou again, he happened to see someone pulling him, trying to put something in his arms into his arms, asking him to help deliver it. Ji Wuyou was in a hurry, so anxious that he stuttered: "Brother, I have something to do. The mission I received in the consulate building is about to expire. I, I must go to hand in the mission."
The senior brother was immediately unhappy: "You promised others well, but you are so reluctant to do so when it comes to me. Do you look down on me?"
Ji Wuyou was frightened. He had been excluded and isolated since he was a child, and he developed a habit of subconsciously trying to please others. He would be very scared when he rejected others: "No..."
Seeing that he was showing his weakness, the senior brother immediately became more aggressive and smashed the thing on his head, snorting, "I put the thing here. If you don't deliver it before dark, don't blame me for being rude."
The box was made of wood, and the sharp corner hit Ji Wuyou on the head, leaving a purple mark. It hurt so much that he squatted down, holding his hand over the wound and grimacing.
Pei Jing looked at him coldly. The so-called senior brother was only at the fifth level of Qi Refining, and Ji Wuyou could defeat him with just a flick of his finger.
But he was ignorant, humble and cowardly.
This is the setting of the protagonist in the original book.
So he was born to be bullied.
Everything went smoothly and forced Ji Wuyou onto the path of evil.
Ji Wuyou's hands were shaking. He was afraid of being beaten. However, if he failed to complete the task of the consulate building in one go, he would not be able to take it again within three months. He held the wooden box in his arms and looked at the sky. The sun was about to set. It was too late to go anywhere. He fell into deep confusion.
He felt his eyes a little sore, and then he saw a corner of a fluttering white robe.
He raised his head and saw the young man named Zhang Yiming coming against the light.
The boy, who always had a smile on his face, now had no expression on his face.
When he doesn't smile, he looks very serious.
Ji Wuyou didn't dare to speak.
Pei Jing suddenly lowered his head and asked him: "Do you know that he actually can't beat you?" Ji Wuyou opened his eyes and shook his head.
Pei Jing raised a smile and stretched out his hand to him, "Give me the box."
Ji Wuyou trusted Zhang Yiming very much, or perhaps it was more than just trust. Hidden behind his admiration and respect was a deeper inferiority and fear. He took the box out, not knowing what he was going to do.
Pei Jing opened the wooden box and found a ginseng inside. Judging from its appearance, it was probably several hundred years old and was a precious medicine for making elixirs.
So what if it's precious? Pei Jing picked up the ginseng, and in an instant, he exerted force with his palm, and the ginseng turned into powder and fell to the ground.
Throw the box back, making a crisp sound.
In Ji Wuyou's eyes widened with disbelief. Pei Jing said: "Go to the consulate to hand in the task. Don't worry about this matter. If that person comes to you again, just fight back."
Ji Wuyou said blankly: "I... I can't beat him."
Pei Jing's eyes were like lightning as he said, "You either don't dare to fight or you can't fight."
Ji Wuyou was stunned and lowered his head.
Pei Jing said: "Didn't you say you wanted to be someone like me? It's very simple. If something can be solved by fighting, just use less brainpower."
Ji Wuyou was stunned.
If Pei Jing's words were heard by his master, he would be beaten again.
But he has lost his temper towards Ji Wuyou now. This kid just wants this extreme method.
"No one in the entire Shangyang Peak can beat you."
After all, those who can beat him are too lazy to pay attention to him.
Ji Wuyou still kept his head down.
For a moment, Pei Jing felt a little angry and a little amused.
If you read a novel, you will not hate the protagonist at the beginning. In the original novel, Ji Wuyou was a funny little fat boy who loved to eat. The author only said that he was mentally retarded and bullied by many people as a fool, but did not give much details. Instead, the author focused on the little fat boy's own enlightenment, which was irrelevant but succeeded by accident.
Now he was in the situation, and the bullying that was not written in the book was shown to him. Pei Jing just felt that the protagonist, the little fat boy, was really aggrieved.
"You are invincible here. In the future, you can beat up anyone who provokes you or makes you unhappy. Believe me, by then, you won't have to please them. A group of people will serve you wholeheartedly. Do you know what serving you wholeheartedly means?" He paused, as if he couldn't explain it. "You don't need to understand. Anyway, it's awesome. You will be a hundred times happier than you are now."
"Do you understand? Speak!"
Ji Wuyou's sobbing voice came from below: "I understand."
Pei Jing: “… ... ” Was she crying because of his scolding, or was she crying because of being moved
We can't leave him in Yunxiao, otherwise it might accumulate more resentment.
Pei Jing said: "Forget it, I can't explain it to you clearly, pack up and go out with me in a few days."
Ji Wuyou: "Ah?"
Pei Jing pulled the corner of his mouth: "Wipe your tears. I will take you to see the outside world in a few days."
Ji Wuyou couldn't describe the feeling in his heart.
I feel a little flattered, but also a little uneasy about the unknown future.
Pei Jing looked at him, not knowing what kind of result the cause he had sown today would produce.
But it's done, there's no need to regret it.
Because he wanted to bring Chu Junyu and Ji Wuyou with him, he forced Yu Qinglian and Wusheng to turn back into their teenage appearance.
As he expected, Yu Qinglian had not regained any awareness of her weight.
Anyway, in his memory, Yu Qinglian was just a ball at that time, not the graceful girl in front of him. Looking at her reflection in the pool, Yu Qinglian clapped her hands in satisfaction, "Okay, for your little friend, I will go back to my youth."
Pei Jing cruelly exposed her: "Your youth was not like this."
Yu Qinglian smiled sinisterly: "Pei Yuzhi, do you think I can't lift the whip?"
Wusheng didn't change much, he just went from a young monk to a little monk.
The little monk is still acting as a peacemaker.
"It's time to go. Save time. You have a lot to do, one is the master of Yingzhou Island and the other is the head of Yunxiao Sect."
Yu Qinglian sighed: "It's just temporary."
Pei Jing was very shameless: "Isn't there Chen Xu here?"
Yu Qinglian pulled the corner of her mouth and said, "Chen Xu has really been exploited by you since he was a child."
"What do you mean by exploitation? He is so happy managing Yunxiao."
Yu Qinglian said: "Yes, I am happy. I just saw him yesterday. I was so happy that I looked ten years older."
Pei Jing: "You haven't seen him for a hundred years, right? He is ten years older than last time. Doesn't that mean he is ninety years younger? Are you still not happy? If you want to prolong your life and regain your youth, you can come to Yunxiao often and be the head of the sect."
Yu Qinglian: "... You are just being so presumptuous because your master and great master are not around."
Pei Jing didn't expect that she would dare to bring this up: "They are here, are you going to complain again?"
Yu Qinglian also laughed angrily: "Do you really think I can't contact Jingtianyuan?"
Pei Jing: "I am waiting for Master to give me instructions from afar."
Yu Qinglian: “Heh.”
When Pei Jing told Chu Junyu that he would bring Ji Wuyou, he thought he would be ridiculed. Unexpectedly, Chu Junyu was just stunned for a second, tilted his head, and slowly raised the corners of his lips, and said, "Okay."
Pei Jing didn't understand the meaning of his smile. He just felt confused.
Yu Qinglian is a sight to behold whenever she walks past Shangyang Peak. She wears a red gauze skirt, golden bells, black hair like clouds, and red lips and white teeth. Many female cultivators secretly cast jealous and amazed glances at her. There are many female cultivators in this world who dress like the Fusang Fairy, but few can imitate her charm and temperament.
The reserved and cold attitude hidden beneath the bright and flamboyant appearance.
In a hurry, with red silk and golden bells, he travels all over the world.
Yu Qinglian ignored all those glances.
She had long been accustomed to receiving so much envy and admiration.
The only person in this world she wanted to impress was probably Pei Yuzhi.
But a dog can't spit out ivory. Pei Yuzhi has determined in this life that she will be the way she was when she was a child, and you will never hear a word of praise from him.
She now looked like a young girl, smiling brightly under the clear sky, "My name is Fusang."
Her eyes fell on Chu Junyu without blinking.
This was a disciple brought by Pei Yuzhi. She inexplicably took a liking to him at first sight, as if they were just meeting for the first time and were already old friends.
—People call me Fusang, probably because the hibiscus flower is as red as fire, and I also like to wear red.
—There are many red flowers in this world, such as peony, why not call you Peony Fairy, or cockscomb, how about Cockscomb Fairy
—Because it’s so unfashionable! Can you shut up now
Pei Jing curled the corner of his mouth. He didn't expect that she would name him Fusang.
Chu Junyu's eyes fell on her face for only a moment, but what whistled through his mind was the snowy wind and the red blood of her beauty.
The cold white bones.
The last look back.
He was dazed for a moment and subconsciously turned his head to look at Pei Jing. He calmed down by the young man's clear eyes.
"Chu Junyu."
Polite and distant, neither cold nor indifferent.
Yu Qinglian smiled at him, her eyes curved, and asked the next question: "What about you?"
Ji Wuyou had never met a female cultivator, especially such a beautiful senior sister. He was so scared that he couldn't speak clearly: "My name is Ji Wuyou."
Yu Qinglian clapped her hands and exclaimed: "What a good name, Ji Wuyou. Wuyou, your parents must be very gentle. May you live a worry-free life."
She always had a cold attitude towards people she wasn't familiar with, but she was still willing to take the time to get to know the two little disciples brought by Pei Yuzhi.
Wusheng, a monk, did not lie and directly said his name. After all, there were too many people in the world who followed the trend and called themselves Wusheng. Ji Wuyou was a little fool who could not even remember the five heroes of the world; and Chu Junyu, with his cold attitude, knew that he would not investigate further.
When flying to Wuwang Peak, Yu Qinglian sat next to Pei Jing and kept looking at Chu Junyu: "That little disciple is quite interesting, he suits my taste very well, and he looks very familiar."
Pei Jing suddenly remembered that Chen Xu seemed to have said something similar. In addition to his appreciation for Chu Junyu's talent, his constant protection of him was also due to an inexplicable fondness for him.
Looking back, Pei Jing carefully observed Chu Junyu's expression, but he couldn't find any intimacy. He asked Yu Qinglian, "Did you see any good-looking people that you liked?"
Yu Qinglian couldn't continue chatting with him, so she asked Wusheng, "What do you think?"
Wusheng paused and smiled, "Some."
Wusheng said he had it.
Then you can't fake it.
Pei Jing could only say: "... Then you are not very accurate in judging people."
When Yunhe flew over the Yunlan Mountains, he looked down and could no longer see the strong bloody aura. The fog was thick and vast, and Pei Jing thought of the old man.
The good fortune he had accumulated through years of doing good deeds was ruined by his evil son in one day, and in the end he was left alone to spend the rest of his life. Now, he must be very lonely, living alone.
He tilted his head and asked Wusheng: "Did you enlighten a little boy a few years ago?"
Wusheng was stunned for a moment, then nodded thoughtfully, "It seems so. At that time, I was walking back from Zhongnan Mountain. It rained, so I went to an abandoned temple nearby and meditated. Halfway through my practice, a grandfather and his grandson walked in. The grandson was born without three souls, but his mind was extremely pure. When I was meditating, he was right next to me, imitating me, and opened his eyes to look at me from time to time. He was quite cute. I saw that the old man had a lot of blessings between his eyebrows, and I thought that he must be a person who has been doing good deeds for many years, so I wanted to help him."
"He and I have a connection, so I enlightened him, allowing him to have a complete soul and spirit, and also gave him the ability to stay away from evil spirits. You suddenly asked about this, did you meet him later? How is he now?"
Pei Jing looked down, thinking of the evening rain and the child's soul saying goodbye to him in the field, and he felt a mixture of emotions.
He said, "Dead. The old man's second son had evil intentions and was taken advantage of by a ghost. His whole family died, leaving only the old man."
Wusheng was somewhat shocked. He sighed and shook his head. “Actually, after they left, I took a look at the old man. I saw golden light and purple energy intertwined. It was destined that his family would encounter a great disaster. He was able to escape and survive. It was probably because of the good fortune he had accumulated in the first half of his life.”
Pei Jing said: "That old man is really a good person. When I went to investigate this matter, I showed up in the middle of the night without a name or surname, and he was the only one willing to take me in." Pei Jing frowned: "Maybe good people are rewarded, but he was unlucky to have such a heartless son."
Wusheng shook his head and said nothing.
Yu Qinglian was also stunned when she heard this: "How did he die?"
Pei Jing: "She was killed by ghosts. Do you know the Thousand Faces Woman?"
Yu Qinglian frowned: "Somewhat familiar."
Pei Jing said: "I also learned about it clearly from Ji Wuduan. The Thousand Faces Woman is a ghost that appeared inexplicably in Wuyan City. Her strength is unfathomable. Several Yuanying stage seniors joined forces to defeat her. In the end, it was the Lord of Wuyan City who took action to destroy her. But before she was completely killed, several faces on the Thousand Faces Woman flew around, and one of them fell into the Yunlan Mountains, which caused a series of events."
Pei Jing paused and said, "This trip may be a little dangerous. Because the person who wrote the Seven Killings Song gives me a feeling very similar to the Thousand Faces Woman. They seem to come from the same place. I got guidance from someone in the Changtian Secret Realm. His name is Shu Yan."
Yu Qinglian: "Book Yama? The Yama King in the book??"
Pei Jing: "Anyway, the name doesn't sound like a good thing."
Book Yan.
The wind blew through Chu Junyu's fingers. He lowered his eyes, bloodshot under his thick eyelashes.
Yan Luo scholar.
The author has something to say: The map has changed~~~ Pei Xian is excited hahaha.