Zhong Wumo moved over slowly, sat down in front of Zhong Suifeng's body, and closed his eyes with his hand.
Lin Xin lowered his head, looked at the blood on his hands, and said nothing.
In the small town of Luochuan back then, the master gave a comment to a person who mistakenly thought that his future was delayed by his stepmother, "Penglai has a way, and once I hate it." It is also appropriate to use it to talk about him now.
Zhong Changye has strong spiritual power and outstanding skills, he is a hero, and the emperor needs to be courteous, he is Lin Xin's most difficult enemy in his previous life. If Zhong Suifeng knew that killing his father and enemy was useless, he would not need the supreme authority of Marquis of the Deer.
Penglai has a road, but it has become a thorny road. A move of wrongful hatred broke the reincarnation of innocent people.
Shen Lou hugged him up.
"What's the matter?" Zhu Xingli came to see his apprentice, and suddenly a dazzling golden light came from the sky, making people unable to open their eyes, "Who is this?"
A group of Jinwu Guards in golden armor, followed by a battered Zhong Youyu, landed in this dilapidated courtyard.
"Second Uncle! Zhong Lu!" Seeing the two people on the ground, Zhong Youyu exclaimed and ran over quickly. When she saw the hook-swallowing knife mark on Zhong Suifeng's neck, her eyes turned red, and she turned around and grabbed Lin Xin's hand. Clothes, "It was my father who killed your father, and the debtor has the debtor. Why did you kill my uncle?"
Although Zhong Suifeng is incompetent and cowardly, he has been excellent to the two brothers since childhood. His father was strict and life was hard, especially the naughty Zhong Youyu was often beaten. The second uncle always stumbled and stopped him, saying that he was still young.
"I'm sorry." Lin Xin said hoarsely.
"Can you solve it by saying sorry? My second uncle is dead!" Zhong Youyu cried, "Even if he is collaborating with the enemy and treason, it is not your turn to kill him!"
He had taken the initiative to bring Jin Wuwei to look for his uncle, and was going to tie him up to see the emperor himself, maybe he would get a lighter sentence. Well, now, there is no hope.
"Zhong Youyu!" Shen Lou pulled Zhong Youyu's hand away.
"Uncle killed it, not father," Zhong Wumo said suddenly, looking at his elder brother with pitch-black eyes, "Entering the palace is uncle's plan."
Zhong Youyu was staggered by Shen Lou's push, and when he heard what his younger brother said, he was stunned.
Everyone was silent, only Wu Zhaoyang, the retainer who came with Zhong Youyu, was negotiating with the Jinwu Guard. The Jinwu Guard decided to bring Zhong Suifeng's body back to Beijing and send it to the emperor.
"Master Hou, do you want to come back to Beijing with us?" The commander of the Jinwu Guard came over to salute Lin Xin.
"It's Chinese New Year, why go back to Beijing, we have to go back to the Southern Region." Zhu Xingli waved his hand.
"However, this matter was reported by Lord Hou, and it is not easy for the subordinates to explain to the emperor." The commander was a little embarrassed.
"When did the Marquis perform?" Lin Xin looked up at them, his eyes were cold and stern. Ever since breaking Zhong Suifeng's dealings with the barbarians, he has been exhausted all the way, so he has no time to complain to the emperor.
The Jinwu Guard immediately didn't dare to speak out, "Didn't Lord Hou play it? The subordinates should also report it to the emperor." After finishing speaking, he didn't dare to say any more.
Wu Zhaoyang walked up to Zhong Lu's body, took a closer look, and then glanced at Zhong Suifeng again, neither happy nor sad. Holding the jade pendant at his waist, his lips moved slightly, as if he was muttering something silently.
Seeing his actions, Shen Lou's eyes dimmed. Recalling that when he met Wu Zhaoyang in the Southern Region that year, Lin Xin discussed with him that Wu Zhaoyang was wearing a piece of osmanthus cake jade pendant, it was really funny.
"Wu Wanhu, who does this jade pendant belong to?" Shen Lou asked in a deep voice.
Wu Zhaoyang looked at Shen Lou, and seemed a little surprised that he would notice his jade pendant, but he still replied respectfully, "It belongs to Xiaoyue, I wonder if your son still remembers it."
At the autumn tribute banquet that year, Wu Yue, the broken swordsman who shined brilliantly, was the young man who would show his small canine teeth when he smiled.
After discussing with the Zhong brothers, Jin Wuwei started to clean up Zhong Suifeng's body, but no one noticed.
Wu Zhaoyang looked at the yellow jade osmanthus cake in his hand, and chatted with Shen Lou in a chatty tone, "He is the child with the best spiritual veins in our Wu family. The Duke said he has the highest qualifications. Xiaoyue wants to take the martial arts exam." The number one scholar wants to go to the battlefield, saying that he wants to earn a prince back. The one he admires the most is Xuan Guogong... It’s been a long time since no one talked to me about Xiaoyue, and the prince laughed at him.”
Shen Lou looked at Wu Zhaoyang, who seemed to be restraining something, with a complicated expression.
Upon hearing this, Lin Xin glanced at the Jinwu Guard over there.
Coming to the Great Wilderness to pick up horn bells was by no means a temporary idea, Zhong Suifeng was fleeing to the northern desert. He wanted to escape in such a hurry, he must have known that the Jinwu Guards were coming to arrest him. In such a short period of time, how did the emperor learn that Zhong Suifeng was collaborating with the enemy and treason
"That night in Mogui Mountain, you led me to see the barbarians?" Lin Xin stared at Wu Zhaoyang.
Wu Zhaoyang smiled slightly, "I don't know what Master Hou is talking about."
Jin Wuwei took the body and Zhong Youyu with him, and rushed back to Beijing overnight. Wu Zhaoyang stayed to take care of Zhong Wumo, and took the second young master back to Mo Guishan.
Staggering to leave, Wu Zhaoyang said to Lin Xin in a low voice, "If Lord Hou wants to find the ashes, he can go to Beimo."
Lin Xin's pupils shrank, and when he was about to ask again, the man had already carried Zhong Wumo on his back, stepped on the spirit sword and disappeared into the night sky.
"There's no need to chase, he doesn't know much." Zhu Xingli sighed, and took Xue Ji from Lin Xin's back to check. When he saw that the graves of the Lin family couple had been turned upside down, he knew something had happened, so he sent Moyuer to search for it.
Since Moyuer can be used to ask for help, it can also be used to find people, as long as you run with it.
"Master, who is my mother?" Lin Xin raised the horn bell in his hand.
Zhu Xingli was a little embarrassed, the child was grown up, and he couldn't be fooled by words like "I was frozen blue when I was young", "Your mother, whose real name is Urolandasu, is the younger sister of Khan Uroland Heruo."
Lin Xin and Shen Louju were taken aback. Those barbarians said she was a saint, and they both thought it was related to the great witch, but unexpectedly it was the princess of Beimo!
"Ding—" the bell rang once by itself, as if in response to Zhu Xingli's words.
"That year, the barbarian great witch didn't know what was wrong. He insisted on making her a saint and sacrificed her to heaven. He Ruo agreed. She didn't want to die, so she escaped and met your father." Zhu Xingli said He let out the secret that had been buried for many years, and he was relieved. He took the horn bell and shook it, "This spiritual weapon was used by Lan Su to find the Luli Mine."
Ulorandasu, has a special ability, she can borrow the eyes of animals to see things. The horn bell was hung on the antlers of the deer. Once she found the deer glass mine, she could attach the remnant soul to the deer's eyes and see the specific location.
"Otherwise, why do you think Mrs. Jing likes you?" Zhu Xingli saw that his apprentice's expression was not good, so he spoke to tease him. Lin Xin didn't inherit his mother's ability, but he still had some influence. Those little things like to be close to him.
Lin Xin snatched the horn bell back and held it preciously, "Don't move around, there are remnants of souls inside."
"That's right, let's let it go quickly. Although lacking a little soul doesn't affect reincarnation, it's not good after all." Zhu Xingli took out a box of cinnabar and was about to draw a formation.
"I don't!" Lin Xin put the horn bell into his arms, the remnant soul looked like his mother, he could still see it from time to time when he was with him.
After death, the soul separates. The soul returns to heaven, and the soul enters the earth. As long as the soul is not scattered, you can reincarnate. People like Zhong Changye couldn't reincarnate because Lin Xin pinched their souls to pieces. This ray of remnant soul is separated from the divine soul and does not affect reincarnation.
"Without a soul, the body will be poor in the next life." Shen Lou persuaded him in a low voice.
Lin Xin looked at Shen Lou, and tightly squeezed the horn bell in his hand, "I think, let's see her again."
The cinnabar painting array, the deer glass gathers the spirit, and you can see the shadow of the soul without a shadow mirror. Qianqian's soul floated up and down in the formation, looking at it ignorantly. Zhu Xingli stripped the remnant soul from the horn bell bit by bit, cut off her connection with the horn bell, and released it back to the sky.
"Mother, I'm Chi Nuo, I've grown up, look at me." Lin Xin looked at Ulorandasu in the formation, very reluctant to let go, and wanted to engrave this image in his heart, so as not to forget it again.
The remnant soul looked over blankly, and the ghost gradually became brighter after breaking away from the spirit weapon. At the moment of slowly ascending to the sky, the remnant soul who was originally ignorant suddenly opened his mouth and called out: "Chi Nu."
Chinu is Lin Xin's real nickname, which means wolf cub in Hu dialect. It's just that Lin Xin didn't understand barbaric language, so he thought it was Chi Nuo.
That voice was gentle and clear, just like the voice of his mother in the dream coaxing him to sleep.
"Mother!" Lin Xin rushed over to catch the air, the remnant soul disappeared, and even Zhu Xingli's aura was extinguished. It was suddenly dark in front of my eyes.
"Xinxin!" Shen Lou quickly caught him, and he had already passed out.
Before Zhu Xingli had time to show off his new formation, he was frightened by his apprentice, so he quickly grabbed his hand to see. Only then did he realize that the blood on his hand was not stained by the murderer, but his own. The wound on the palm was cracked and half of his body had already been dyed, but the clothes he was wearing were dark in color and could not be seen.
"This is a spell, you have to cast the spell first and then stop the bleeding, otherwise you will never get better!" Zhu Xingli said sadly.
Lin Xin woke up again, in Huanxinghai. The room was lit with the fragrance of plants and trees, and it was full of the smell of Shen Lou.
Master's voice came from outside the window, "Hey, Shen Qirui, I stayed in Huanxinghai to accompany you during the New Year, are you happy? See how kind I am to you, I didn't go home during the New Year."
Xuan Guogong Shen Qirui snorted inexplicably, "Thank you so much."
"Hey, you're welcome. Our Zhu family is kind, especially to old widows and widowers."
"Zhu Yixiao!"