The bright moon is in the sky, the stars are shining brightly, and the Milky Way is like floating silk, flowing out of the boundless night with a soft and silky texture like a clear spring.
Xie Heng was frightened by his fleeting thoughts, although his first reaction was "how is this possible", but as the night deepened, the boy tossed and turned, feeling restless.
The suffocation and strange throbbing feeling linger in the heart. The remote town is quiet at night, and the slightly rapid heartbeat becomes more and more obvious.
He sat in the courtyard blowing the cold wind, at first he circled the courtyard wall subconsciously, but later he was dissatisfied with his cramped state, he gently propped his slender palm on the fence, and stepped on the uneven stone wall with his toes, his whole body seemed like A light and agile black swallow rushed up to the roof.
As expected, the wind on the roof was stronger, and the spring breeze was rushing towards us, and the bright stars were shining down on our heads. After sitting quietly for a while, Xie Heng's mood finally gradually calmed down.
"Thank you brother!"
Xu Wan'er's sleepy call was vaguely heard in the house, and then the window was pushed open. The girl rubbed the corners of her eyes and yawned, then raised her head and shouted to Xie Heng who was on the eaves: "Brother Xie, go to bed early, there is still an audit tomorrow. !"
Xie Heng just wanted to say "Yes".
In an instant, the feeling of dizziness came suddenly, like a swift wave, passing over the young man's body inch by inch, dragging him into the strange world of double images.
Xie Heng swayed slightly, and hurriedly sat down cross-legged on the roof, grasping the eaves with his palms.
This time the double image is stable and pure, it is a black dome, with traces of delicate carvings faintly visible.
Xie Heng was wondering when a familiar male voice suddenly sounded in his ear.
"How long will it take You'er's physique to transform into Qiqiao?"
The voice was thick and deep, but it sounded like a yellow bell and a thundering wake, reaching Xie Heng's ears, his pupils constricted suddenly, and he gritted his teeth hard.
It was Xie Yushen, his good father!
Immediately afterwards, there was a sweet and greasy female voice, slightly flustered, and the tone was also flustered. Xie Heng held his breath and concentrated, and vaguely heard the word "keep down".
He was also very familiar with that voice.
It was his good aunt, Xie Ziyou's biological mother, Wang Yun!
With a sound of "click", a tile on the eaves was severely crushed by the angry Xie Heng, and the gravel rolled down, bouncing off the corners of the raised eaves, and falling down one after another.
Xie Heng closed his eyes deeply and clenched his teeth.
The scene from a few days ago reappeared in front of my eyes again. It was the darkest day in Xie Heng's life. He was poisoned and his hands and feet were weak. He watched as his gentle aunt laughed and raised the knife, and the tip of the knife sank into his chest. The pain makes the nerves tremble to spasm.
And in the blood blurred field of vision, his father, Xie Yushen, stood with his hands behind his back not far away, watching coldly.
The voice in the ear continued, and the male voice said impatiently: "Didn't you send him away? Don't worry, I set up a barrier to block it. Even if Youer returns halfway, he will only be stopped outside the door."
Wang Yun let out a low laugh, and with Xie Yushen's guarantee, her voice also brightened up, and said frankly: "According to the normal speed calculation, it will take at least five years for You'er to get the sword bone for the first time and open the seventh orifice. Refining the spirit array, usually supplemented with elixir to warm up, reducing it by two or three years will not be a problem."
Xie Heng's heart trembled.
Seven orifices
Above the eaves, the young man covered his ears tightly, frowned, and fell into deep thought.
There are nine major orifices in the human body, called the Linglong Nine Apertures. People who have opened the orifices can often gather spiritual energy faster, are more friendly to the essence of heaven and earth, and have milder spiritual properties and are easier to control.
But opening orifices and cultivation talent are not the same thing. For example, Xie Heng, he has a fierce sword spirit and only has three exquisite orifices in his body, but this does not prevent him from having amazing comprehension and making great achievements in the field of cultivation.
People who have opened up more than seven Linglongqiaos often have another more easy-to-understand name-Luding.
The spiritual power they quickly condense is gentle, and they are more likely to be plundered by others. Having a cauldron with more than seven apertures can help a practitioner save nearly 30% of the time in hard work.
But the six orifices are easy to see, and the seven orifices are rare. Before the six orifices and the seven orifices, there is a huge watershed like a natural moat. It is one in a billion, although it is not as precious as Xie Heng's natural sword bone, but it is not far behind.
Xie Yushen and Wang Yun actually wanted to risk the disapproval of the world and transform people into seven orifices the day after tomorrow
How can this be? !
As if hearing Xie Heng's doubts from a distance, Xie Yushen smiled happily and said, "Two or three years? Okay, okay, this kid You'er has good aptitude. It's also thanks to... that kid has sword bones."
Under the starry sky, above the eaves, Xie Heng was stunned.
It was like a basin of cold water pouring down from the head, and the chill was like vines, climbing up the ankles to the back, seeping into the bones of the limbs.
In the howling cold wind, Xie Heng couldn't help shivering, thinking, is it my sword bone
That's right, Xie Yushen, a guy who has been stuck in the seventh rank for more than ten years, and a woman like Wang Yun, how can they get through the barriers of others
Sword bones Sword bones are born with the sharpness of heaven and earth.
They stuffed this bone into Xie Ziyou, who was originally a six-orifice. The tenderness and care was fake, and it was true that they secretly made their own children into furnaces!
But how
Xie Heng's mind was dizzy and chaotic, and he thought with trepidation that he was not welcomed by Mrs. Wang, so that's all. Xie Ziyou is Wang Yun's own son!
Hundreds of miles away, in a dark bedroom, a well-dressed woman leaned over and carefully buried the spirit stones that formed the formation into the corner of the room. She raised her head slightly, with a sweet smile on her lips.
"You'er is a good boy," she said softly, "It's an honor for this kid to help his father reach the pinnacle of martial arts."
Xie Yushen was obviously very relieved, he took Wang Yun's bare shoulders, pinched his rough fingertips on the woman's white shoulders a few times, and said with a low laugh: "Don't worry, if I break the steps, I will not treat you badly. "
"It's just one child. If you like it, there will be many more in the future."
"Second Aunt, who has been called by people in this mansion for a long time, has really treated you badly. I will tell you that from today onwards, you are the rightful mistress of Xie Mansion."
Joy spread over Wang Yun's eyebrows.
She was overjoyed, she climbed onto Xie Yushen's shoulder with her slender hands, tiptoed slightly, and offered her bright red lips.
After some passionate kisses, Wang Yun nestled in Xie Yushen's arms, his turbulent chest heaving violently.
"I like You'er," she said softly, "but I like the master more. Everything I own belongs to the master. If the master wants a child, the concubine will give birth to another six orifices, and the sword bone... You can also take it out again…”
The conversation behind them gradually became indistinct, mixed with the intimate gasps and passionate kisses.
Xie Yushen withdrew the spiritual blockade, picked up Wang Yun with bright red cheeks, turned and left.
Without the environment of spiritual power, a white spiritual bone on the beam of the roof quietly dimmed, and the stream of light gathered in his body.
Xie Heng's consciousness was also cut off, the young man sat on the eaves, the cold wind whizzed across his cheeks like a knife, and the mountains in the distance cast dark and thick shadows.
The small town under the night is deadly quiet, two orange lights are faintly lit not far away, but under the vast night, this gleam is too dim, instead it is like a trembling flame in the cold wind, the air is like a gossamer, and it is almost extinguished .
Xie Heng couldn't tell what mood he was in at the moment. The images in his mind were mixed. For a while, it was a bloody hall, with blood as sticky as ink flowing through the gaps in the white marble; The ankles are exquisite and small, and the skin is steamed with a thin red, unintentionally seductive.
It turned out that Xie Ziyou was also a victim.
It turned out that it was not that he wanted to take his own sword bone, but that the adulterers, for their own benefit, sacrificed their two sons coldly and mercilessly.
He had already come to his senses, and even though he was in severe pain, he managed to save his life.
But Xie Ziyou was still kept in the dark. In two or three years, he might be imprisoned by that beastly Xie Yushen and deprived of his cultivation...
No, no!
He must be saved, and he must be made to recognize the true colors of this pair of dogs and men, because, because...
Xie Heng's heart suddenly stopped beating.
for what
The question echoed in his mind, and the boy froze for a moment.
A moment later, a horrifying thought suddenly came to mind, the extremely impactful words hurt Xie Heng's eyes, Xie Heng's breathing was short, and the blush spread down his neck and stained his cheeks.
In front of his eyes, the rippling water light was continuously displayed, overlapping with the sun, moon and stars in the sky, and he felt anxious and at a loss for a moment.
…
Because of this unexpected eavesdropping, at the end of the month and the night was dark, Xie Heng was still in a heavy mood and couldn't sleep peacefully.
Desperately telling himself "There will be an audit tomorrow", Xie Heng forced himself to sleep.
But when he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep—
Red silk hangs high in front of him, and candles burn continuously.
The bright halo fell on the endless light red veil, spread out the red light, and fell on the exquisite screen made of colorful colored glass.
In the center of the screen is a painting of peonies in full bloom, graceful and glamorous, blooming like a brocade, the petals are spread out layer by layer, half of the stamens are spit out half-covered, and the head is tremblingly protruding, charming and lovely.
But looking at everything, the one that people can't take their eyes off the most is still the young man in the center of the curtain, with his hands bound behind his back by red silk, and his whole body stained with pornography.
The black hair is like sandalwood, and the ink-colored stream flows on the bed cut out of red silk, smoother than the finest silk. The boy's skin is as delicate and white as enamel, so white that it is eye-catching. In the palm of your hand, appreciate it carefully.
At the same time that this thought flashed, a tall and tall man jumped up and held the boy in his palm.
Lips and teeth intertwined, glowing red, Ruyu's skin gradually turned a beautiful light red.
Suppressed crying came out vaguely, mixed with gasping for comfort or pain, the boy's beautiful peach blossom eyes were tightly closed, his fingertips were tightly clutching the red silk, his crow-like eyelashes were stained with crystal water, and he was caught by the man. Lick it little by little.
He bit the boy's Yingbai ears, laughed lowly, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "A body with seven apertures... It really lives up to its reputation."
That voice was very familiar to Xie Heng.
Xie Heng's heart trembled.
He stood up abruptly, and the dream was spinning in an instant. In the swaying light and shadow, the young man caught a glimpse of the man's face, it was not Xie Yushen, but...
he himself.