"Evil Venerable?" Yu Shaozhi looked at the mountain of corpses and sea of blood in the quiet garden, his eyes were dark and his expression was serious.
Jian Xiuyun stood behind him and said, "That's what the people in the city say."
Yu Shaozhi turned around, looked at him, and said softly, "Senior brother, continue talking."
Jian Xiuyun turned his head, avoided his gaze, and said slowly: "When we saw the situation of the Lin family that day, we immediately sent a message back to Xuyujian. In the next few days, we visited the people in the city and learned from their I learned from my mouth that on the night before we arrived in Jiangbei three days ago, the Lin's house suddenly burst into flames, and there were endless screams inside, and it didn't calm down until dawn. The next day, someone found two dead bodies in Mingshan. Those of the Patriarch and Madam, their clothes have the words "Red Hibiscus Sect, Evil Venerable."
Yu Shaozhi frowned slightly when he heard the words, "Red Hibiscus Sect? I've never heard of it, is it a newly established sect?"
"It should be." Jian Xiuyun replied, "They are so ruthless as soon as they strike, it seems that they want to give the Eight Great Schools a blow."
Yu Shaozhi continued: "Especially us. The Lin family has a deep relationship with Xuyu, and they provide us with financial support. Every generation of patriarchs and children of the family will also be sent to Yuyu to study and be taught by us. Besides, there are thousands of servants guarding the Lin family. , and there are quite a few monks among them, but they have been slaughtered so far, this Chijin faction should not be underestimated."
Jian Xiuyun lowered his eyes and said in a solemn tone, "Five years ago regarding the matter of the mirror of nothingness, other sects declined due to internal strife, and now a Chijin sect has emerged out of thin air. It seems that the world of comprehension is going to be chaotic."
Yu Shaozhi sighed, did not respond, and acquiesced to his words.
"Where's Liao Ting?" Yu Shaozhi asked suddenly.
A flash of anger flashed in Jian Xiuyun's eyes, and he said: "He passed out several times, I arranged him to rest in the inn."
Yu Shaozhi nodded, walked in front of him, raised his hand slightly, but retracted it before touching it.
Yu Shaozhi put his hands behind his back and tried to make his tone as normal as possible, "Brother is also tired these days, go and rest first, let me take care of it here."
Jian Xiuyun didn't feel tired, but she was a little worried about Lin Liaoting, and was about to go back to see him, so she agreed.
"Then I'll leave it to you." After Jian Xiuyun finished speaking, he turned and walked out of the Lin family.
Yu Shaozhi's gaze followed his back until it disappeared completely, and then he turned around.
Jian Xiuyun returned to the inn, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw Song Qingru sitting beside Lin Liaoting's bed with a bowl of porridge, calling him softly.
However, Lin Liaoting just turned his back to her, covered his head with the quilt, and did not move.
Kan Wenxiao stood in front of the window, holding Xiao Xi'er against the window, the two were whispering something.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Kan Wenxiao lazily turned his head, seeing him, his eyes lit up instantly, he hugged Xiao Xi'er into his arms, and walked towards him.
"Master." Kan Wenxiao called him.
Jian Xiuyun, who watched the scene just now, was terrified, so as soon as Kan Wenxiao came over, he asked Xiao Xi'er to come over, and said with a frown, "You're not afraid of throwing her down."
Kan Wenxiao raised his brows slightly, glanced at Xiao Xi'er nestled in Jian Xiuyun's arms with a half-smile, and said in a rather sassy tone, "Why does Master care so much about her?"
Jian Xiuyun turned her head, seeing Xiao Xi'er's grape-like eyes looking at him without blinking, her heart melted instantly.
He raised his hand and pinched Xiao Xi'er's face, and answered the question inappropriately: "Actually, it's not bad to accept as a young apprentice."
Kan Wen and Xiao Wenyan at the side reached out and hugged Xiao Xi'er into his arms, glanced at Jian Xiuyun with a slight reluctance in his heart, and then walked out with her in his arms.
Jian Xiuyun was just about to ask him where to take Xiao Xi'er? Suddenly remembered his business, so he went with him.
Jian Xiuyun came to Lin Liaoting's bedside, and Song Qingru stood up, her eyes full of helplessness.
Jian Xiuyun sighed, took the porridge in her hand, and signaled her to go out.
Song Qingru nodded and walked out.
There were only the two of them left in the room.
Jian Xiuyun put the porridge on the table, poured a glass of water, and sat beside Lin Liaoting's bed with it.
He patted the person wrapped up in a ball on the bed, and said, "Even if you don't eat, you have to drink some water."
There was no movement under the quilt.
Jian Xiuyun lowered her eyes, her slender eyelashes trembling slightly, and suddenly fell silent.
Jian Xiuyun recalled that the day Lin Liaoting found out that the Lin family had been wiped out, Lin Liaoting rushed into the mountain of corpses like a madman, and removed the corpses one by one.
Jian Xiuyun knew that he was looking for someone, that he was afraid of not being found, and even more afraid of being found.
Jian Xiuyun stepped forward to pull him, but was pushed away. He could only watch him tirelessly turning and searching in a sea of corpses.
In less than half an hour, his whole body was soaked in blood, and he seemed to have become a dirty piece of blood in Jingyuan.
In the end, the bodies of the head of the Lin family and his wife were found in Mingshan.
Lin Liaoting sat withered all night holding their corpses.
Jian Xiuyun was by his side, watching with his own eyes that his most arrogant and proud apprentice became depressed overnight.
When it was time to bury the head of the Lin family and his wife, Lin Liaoting hugged them tightly and refused to let go.
In the end, Jian Xiuyun knocked him out, and then settled their bodies.
Jian Xiuyun carried Lin Liaoting back, scrubbed and changed his clothes, and then sat quietly beside his bed, waiting for him to wake up and cry.
But Lin Liaoting was unexpectedly quiet.
He didn't cry, make noise, eat or drink, just curled himself into a ball, leaving them a silent back.
Jian Xiuyun's fingers holding the teacup slowly tightened, and his slender knuckles looked even fairer under the reflection of the turquoise cup.
"Before others suffer, don't persuade them casually." Jian Xiuyun suddenly said, his voice was very low, and he didn't know whether he was speaking to Lin Liaoting or himself.
"So I won't say any nonsense to you about mourning. Liao Ting, I know you are suffering. I don't ask you to confide in me. I just hope that you can sit up, drink some water, and cry happily."
As soon as his words fell, the quilt wrapped into a ball on the bed trembled finely, and Jian Xiuyun's voice was hoarse, "The crying is so soft, how can you let out the pain."
With that said, Jian Xiuyun stood up, put the teacup on the stool beside him, and brought the teapot over.
"I'll leave this here for you alone, cry hard, don't hold it in your heart, it will break."
As Jian Xiuyun said, he turned and walked out.
As soon as he walked to the door, he suddenly heard a crying voice from behind, "Master."
Jian Xiuyun turned his head and saw that Lin Liaoting was still facing him, but the quilt had a wider curve.
Jian Xiuyun hesitated for a moment, then walked back. Just as he stood still, he saw that the quilt in front of him was suddenly lifted, and then, a tall figure threw himself into his arms.
Lin Liaoting put his arms around his neck and began to cry loudly without covering up the cry that he had suppressed before.
"Master... Master..."
Jian Xiuyun took a step back after being hit by him, then stabilized her body, put her arms around him, patted his back lightly and replied, "I'm here."
Lin Liaoting's head was buried on his neck, and Jian Xiuyun soon felt that it was wet there.
Lin Liao Ting cried too hard, and his words were ambiguous, but Jian Xiuyun still understood.
He heard Lin Liaoting hugging him and saying, "Master, I miss my mother so much."