Yin Wuhui's head was full of being abandoned by Hua Sijin, and he spoke upside down: "An ant, this group of ants! How dare you disobey the deity, damn it, damn it all!"
Shang Yumei: "Your Highness."
Yin Wuhui looked fiercely and said, "When the illusion of the Fen Qing Temple is dead! Let them be as they are, the deity can make them bleed into a sea without moving a finger!"
Yin Wugui lowered his head and glanced at the dazzling eyes. At this time, the Demon Venerable had calmed down a lot. He waved his hand and said, "Take it down, and find someone for this Venerable to keep an eye on this disobedient son!"
Shang Yumei bowed his head and said "yes", and Hua Che followed him to the water prison.
The so-called water prison is a lake built in the center of the Fen Qing Temple. The lake is blood red, and it looks like a flowing red brocade from a distance, which is truly magnificent and beautiful.
However, when you get closer, you can clearly smell the bloody smell emanating from the lake. Someone once said that the lake was originally a normal water color. Later, because too many people died in the water prison, the lake water was dyed blood.
The monks who died in the water prison were very miserable. They were tortured to death, so the grievances that lasted all year round wafted on the lake. Essence and blood.
Hua Che jumped into the lake and passed through the gap between the boulders, where is the barrier of the water prison.
After passing through the barrier, the blood was gone, Hua Che was sealed with a golden core, and without his cultivation, he followed Shang Yumei like an ordinary mortal.
The layout here is no different from an ordinary prison cell, except that one person has a single room, and the place is very spacious. From time to time, two mice and cockroaches run by.
Hua Che walked into the cell, where the lighting was good, and through the skylight above his head, the light came in repeatedly, he turned around and waved at Shang Kunmei: "Walk slowly!"
Shang Yumei instructed the figure in the dark: "Your order is high, look at him, and don't go out on business."
The man walked out of the dark light slowly and replied in a low voice, "Yes."
Hua Che was shocked.
Shang Yumei left with his hands behind his back. The demon cultivator was dressed in black. Like the disciples in the Hall of Fen Qing, he wore Fen Qing Gu on his hands. Under the bright moonlight, his eyes were extremely scarlet.
A gloomy cold light flashed in Hua Che's eyes: "Lu Yao."
The magic cultivator was stunned and turned around abruptly: "Hua Qingkong!?"
I haven't seen each other for a year, and the dishes have changed.
Not only from immortal cultivator to demon cultivator, but also... The original youthful spirit is gone. He is only seventeen years old, but he looks like a middle-aged man of thirty-seven.
His hair was all white.
The inner demon was disturbed, his inner palace was in chaos, his true essence was retrograde, and it was only natural for him to fall into the devil's way.
Back then, when Wanmen met martial arts, Hua Che’s sound of the flute planted an evil spirit on Lu Yao. If he could get the clear heart sound treatment from other Lexiu in time, then Hua Che’s snack demon would have disappeared long ago. Unfortunately, Lu Yao’s luck too bad.
When he realized his inner demon, people were already in a trance, and he didn't wait for the people around him to notice. When his father was in the east, he escaped from Shangqing Xianmen, escaped the whole immortal way, like a lost dog, not coming Where can I go to the devil world? If he doesn't take refuge in the Fen Qing Temple, where is there any place for him
"It's you..." Lu Yao's reaction was unusually calm, the cell door was not closed, he pushed the door and walked in, "Why did you get caught by Demon Venerable?"
Hua Che did not answer his question, but said, "So you are in the Fen Qing Palace!"
"you know?"
"My guess."
Lu Yao chuckled: "Yes, other than here, where is the place for me in the entire Kyushu?"
The smile on Lu Yao's face became more intense, and his expression could almost be described in the words "harmless, innocent and cute": "These years, the clear sky has been pretty good, right?"
Hua Che stared at Lu Yao, "If you have something you want to ask me, ask me!"
Lu Yao's eyes instantly filled with anger, but he concealed it very well, it was almost fleeting, and he returned to his simple and cowardly appearance.
He didn't do what Hua Che wished, but said to himself: "I was born from a noble background. When I opened my eyes, I was the son of the headmaster. I was born with a halo. Everyone envy me and everyone pleases me."
"Later, I also began to practice. My father taught me hand-in-hand, and the elders of Shangqing also worked hard to cultivate me, eager to cultivate me into an excellent heir. I will inherit the entire Shangqing Xianmen, this matter belongs to everyone. By default," Lu Yao laughed miserably, "they thought so at first, and I thought so too, but later... they didn't think so, because this Heaven's Chosen was too stupid, how could he have the character of the headmaster's son? ?"
Hua Che did not speak, but listened quietly.
Lu Yao: "I'm stupid, I can't do anything, God doesn't make me beautiful, and I'm born behind others, who can I blame! I also want to work hard to become famous, and I also want to work harder to make my father look good. There is light in the sky, but I really don't have that qualification. My father said that I couldn't succeed in martial arts, that I lost his face, that I couldn't support the wall with mud, and that I was destined to be mediocre all my life. I know all these things. I don't need him to remind me over and over again."
"It is said that a strict master produces a high-level apprentice. It turns out that an apprentice is stupid, even a stupid master. No matter how strict the master is, it is useless." Lu Yao looked at Hua Che deeply, "You know, my father takes pleasure in hitting me."
Of course Hua Che knew.
It may be that he hates iron not to be steel. Lu Mingfeng hopes that his son will live up to his expectations. He desperately wants Lu Yao to practice martial arts, and he longs for Lu Yao to surpass everyone and to become the head of Wanmen Huiwu.
Lu Yao was beaten from childhood to adulthood, not secretly behind closed doors, but in front of the disciples and elders of all the sects, beating Lu Yao ruthlessly.
In Lu Mingfeng's words, today's shame is the motivation for you to move forward in the future.
This sounded correct at first glance, but Lu Mingfeng used the wrong direction.
The first time Lu Yao was humiliated, he might not be reconciled, or he might work hard. In the eyes of outsiders, there has been progress, but in Lu Mingfeng's view, it is far from enough, in exchange for the second punishment.
The third time, the fourth time, countless times...
No matter how strong your self-esteem is, it will be destroyed.
Gradually, Lu Yao became timid and fearful, and became weak and incompetent.
Lu Yao: "He always blames me for being useless and for not being able to afford things. Hehehe, isn't it all his fault? If he could encourage me and tell me something nice, I wouldn't be like this. I won't be afraid of being indecisive!"
"Don't think that how strong your father is is a good thing." Lu Yao sneered, "Because his light is too strong, it will burn you. Others will compare you, and you will be very tired."
"Father is so good, why is his son so useless? Headmaster Lu is the number one in the world, should his son be the last one in the world? Isn't he adopted by Headmaster Lu? Are they really their own father and son? "Lu Yao took two steps closer and looked at Hua Che faintly, "You can hear things like this every day."
"I started to doubt myself, I wondered if it was my father's own son, why everyone was so good... Elder Qianyang once said that Zuo Qi's talent is not good, but even such a mediocre person can surpass me, but he Come and call me Junior Brother, hehehe..."
"Fortunately, God is not thin to me."
"Who said I'm not Lu Mingfeng's own son? It turns out that the headmaster Lu, who is admired by thousands of people, is not very talented! He is just like me. It's useless, aren't these words actually what he said to himself? On the surface, he is scolding me, but he is actually scolding himself!" Hua Che said in a cold tone: "You know that Lu Mingfeng tortured some of his disciples. You're in the same boat as him."
"That's what they deserve!" Lu Yao shouted sternly, his eyes turned fierce in an instant, "Who makes them look down on us idiots? Who makes those who claim to be superior in talent and the pride of the heavens? , I look down on us, look down on us! All of them are arrogant, invincible! You deserve it, what if you are talented, what if you are the darling of heaven? In the end, are you not going to make a wedding dress for my father? Hehehe , deserve it!"
People are born unequal, some people are born poor and have low status. And some people are dressed in fine clothes and food, and they are relatives of the royal family.
Is this kind of thing jealous
Lu Yao hated all those who were more talented than him, like a beast trapped in a cage with bruises all over his body, he could only roar in vain, struggle and resist in vain.
In fact, Hua Che can understand.
Jealousy, human nature, he was also jealous. After handling Hua Mei'er's death and struggling to survive with Granny Jiang, he saw the dignitaries and dignitaries who were full of drunkenness and the wealthy young masters who were spending money. He was really jealous and dissatisfied.
In order to survive, some people don't hesitate to wag their tails to beg for pity, kneel on the ground to hold other people's stinky feet, just to get a bite to eat.
And some people, even though they have a lot of wealth, are so intoxicated with money that they don't know how to cherish them at all.
While the rich wine and meat smell, the road with frozen bone.
He saw too much.
But what's the use of not being angry? People have accumulated good deeds in the past life, and they will cast a good child in this life. As for myself, I was born to suffer and suffer all my life. It is useless to blame others.
"Hua Che." Lu Yao suddenly calmed down, he squatted halfway and looked at Hua Che who was sitting on the ground with piercing eyes, "I have never provoke you, and I have never done anything wrong to you, right? ?"
Hua Che raised his eyes.
Lu Yao's eyebrows were filled with awe: "Why did you want to harm me!"
This question may have plagued Lu Yao for a whole year!
An extremely faint smile flashed in Hua Che's eyes.
He had desperately wanted to save Lu Yao from Lu Mingfeng's hands, but in exchange, Lu Yao wanted him to die, so he deeply hated him, and even wanted to kill him before Chu Binghuan.
"Have you never done anything that's sorry for me?" Hua Che sighed softly in his heart, "I won't bother with you about what happened in the past, I wanted to kill Lu Mingfeng alone and it's over, look at you Lu Xian The teacher's heart is more poisonous than I imagined."
Lu Yao was startled.
"I thought you were young and ignorant. You were only fifteen years old, what did you know? Even if you bumped into Lu Mingfeng's secret, how could you resist? I thought so, and when my heart softened, I didn't plan to do anything to you. I'm very tired, I just want to eat and wait in the Lingxiao Palace, I don't want to worry about these messes, but you... "
Hua Che smiled bitterly, "Back then at Qingcheng Peak, you invited me to study at Shangqing Xianmen. Do you still remember what you said?"
Lu Yao's eyes were full of confusion, he reacted for a while, then his eyes widened in astonishment.
Hua Che repeated it word for word: "If I come forward, I can beg my father to admit you to the sect of the headmaster."
Lu Yao stood up in shock and took two steps back.
There was a cold smile on Hua Che's lips: "You are filial. You find poultry for your father from all over the world. Luyao, Luyao, I saved your life when I was a child, and you repay me like this now?"
Lu Yao was choked and couldn't say a word.
Hua Che ignored him, got up and walked to the wall, and listened through the wall. There was no movement in the left and right cells, and it was temporarily uncertain whether Wen Yuan was here or not.
This bundle of immortal locks can seal the golden core, but Hua Che can't move his real essence for the time being, and he feels the sound of footsteps approaching behind him, he doesn't even bother to turn his head back, and only says: "What will happen to murdering the young master, think about it. Do it again."
Lu Yao's footsteps froze, and he didn't dare to take a half step closer.
The author has something to say: Thanks to [Chen Jiyao Anran] for the grenade, and thanks to [Nerve Yumi] for the mines and grenades!
Thank you [Three Thousand Crows Killing] [Yun] [47125380] [Qingjun] for the mines!