I teamed up with my nemesis after rebirth

The mahjong in the Zeyuan hall made a few sparse sounds again, Cai Fei was very interested in the spider blood, and asked Chang Jingyu repeatedly if he could give her the sample.

Chang Jingyu naturally nodded in agreement, Zhou Heng was thinking about the mirror, Zhou Heng's husband was thinking about her, and couldn't continue practicing Jinghong's mahjong, so he had to end the game with unsatisfactory intentions.

"I just said that my nephew will go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing." Lian Jinghong called someone in to clean up the table, and blamed Chang Jingyu with a smile.

Chang Jingyu scratched his head embarrassingly, and apologized: "It's my disciple who disturbed Master's Yaxing, I'm really sorry."

"Tch, what is Yaxing, I've never had anything to do with this word." Lian Jinghong was very self-aware, Cai Fei and Zhou Heng left one after another, she asked with a teacup, "How long does my nephew want to stay, I'll let someone clean it up Partial hall."

"Don't be too troublesome. Senior and I are here to practice for the Dao Dao Conference, and we will probably return to Yunzhou City tomorrow or the day after tomorrow." Chang Jingyu declined, "Will Master Uncle also go to the Dao Dao Dao to observe the martial arts competition?"

"I'm not interested at the moment." Lian Jinghong sneered, "What's so interesting about a group of brats' flamboyance?"

Chang Jingyu felt that he had been hit by an arrow, and at this time the servants who were ready to report to the guest room, he wanted to ask Lu Yinshuang to go there with him, but he saw Lu Yinshuang leaning against the corner, with his eyebrows lowered and his expression solemn.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, why bother? If there is anything you need to help, just ask." Lian Jinghong said right away, just wanting to return the favor as soon as possible.

Lu Yinshuang raised his head, put away all his thoughts just now, and showed a modest smile: "No problem, thank you for your kindness."

Lian Jinghong frowned, her intuition has always been accurate, since the moment she met Lu Yinshuang, she had a faint feeling that this person was unpredictable and had a history.

"Since you are my nephew's friend and my friend, fellow Daoist Lu, you don't have to be polite. I'll take you to your residence first, and then I will accompany my nephew to visit Zhengrong Dao tomorrow." Lian Jinghong turned around calmly and led the two of them away.

Chang Jingyu slowed down and waited for Lu Yinshuang, and asked softly, "Does senior know anything about the Blood Spider Sect?"

Lu Yinshuang's expression was dull, and he didn't speak for a long time.

"Senior? What's the matter with you?" Chang Jingyu was also sure that Lu Yinshuang was in a trance this time, and pulled down his sleeve eagerly.

"I'm just thinking about it...a deduction without conclusive evidence, but it sounds reasonable." Lu Yinshuang pondered, "Don't ask, I'll tell you what I need to know."

Chang Jingyu was a little disappointed: "Oh, okay."

Lian Jinghong looked back at the two of them, Lu Yinshuang met her keen gaze and smiled slightly, which made her feel more suspicious.

Lu Yinshuang let Chang Jingyu push the door and turn on the light, sat at the table and stretched out his hand habitually, and Chang Jingyu handed him the teacup.

Lian Jinghong who was about to leave at the door: "Yo."

Chang Jingyu saluted thoughtfully: "Thank you, Uncle, for your hospitality."

Lian Jinghong nodded: "Well, let's rest earlier."

Lu Yinshuang held his teacup and didn't drink, the room became quiet, he was always thinking about how to talk to Chang Jingyu, or ask him for proof.

But he can see Chang Jingyu's admiration for Qing Xiao, can he get objective information from Chang Jingyu's mouth?

"Your room is next door." Lu Yinshuang was worried for a while, then turned around and found Chang Jingyu closed the door and stuck at the door, and pointed to the next door to remind her.

"I just went, I used that room to put the coffin, senior is willing to sleep with me and the coffin?" Chang Jingyu shared the house with Lu Yinshuang confidently, "I won't bother senior when I pack the Qiankun bag tomorrow. .”

Lu Yinshuang was speechless, and gave up and changed the subject: "Lian Jinghong even moved the palace to other sects, and I don't think the four masters of Wuxian sect have any friendship, and Fu Qingxiao's management of the sect is nothing more than that. "

Chang Jingyu straightened his face and corrected Lu Yinshuang dissatisfiedly: "Senior's words are wrong, it is precisely because of the close friendship between Master and the three immortal masters that he respects the individuality of the masters, and I hope that even if they are in The high position will not be bound by the sect, the master's style is really very humane compared with other sects."

Lu Yinshuang thought in his heart, look, as soon as Fu Qingxiao is involved, it will explode.

"I'll go out for a while." Lu Yinshuang told Chang Jingyu, "Go to sleep."

"Where is senior going? Let me lead the way." Chang Jingyu was worried.

"Appreciate the moon." Lu Yinshuang spat out two words solemnly, "Don't follow."

Chang Jingyu pursed his lips and went to wash up obediently.

Lu Yinshuang pushed the door open, and the distant mountains were enveloped in a piece of tranquility, with layers of dark blue undulating, and the night sky with bright stars seemed within reach.

He wanted to go to Zhengrong Road to blow some air. There was something wrong with the death of the head of the Changlin School, so he simply took Chang Jingyu to investigate, but if Fu Qingxiao really had a problem, could Chang Jingyu still be as calm as he is now?

In other words, is it really a good thing for him to force Chang Jingyu to doubt the only person he believes in? He is responsible for exposing the truth of the Changlin faction. If Chang Jingyu blames him, does he need to redeem it?

He hesitated so much that even Lu Yinshuang couldn't help shaking his head and laughing at himself. The air in the cultivation realm was probably poisonous, and even he became indecisive. When did he start caring about a child from the Dao Wuxian sect?

"Fellow Daoist Lu, Zhengrong Dao is indeed steep and steep, but it's not worth squatting here in the middle of the night to watch." Lian Jinghong's probing voice suddenly sounded.

Lu Yinshuang moved a few steps away in a flash, secretly annoyed that she didn't find out when Lian Jinghong arrived.

"Don't be too vigilant, the visitor is a guest, and I won't push you down." Lian Jinghong joked heartily, and sat down on the guardrail in the open space in front of the hall, "Chang Jingyu is asleep?"

"Yes, I'll take my leave too." Lu Yinshuang cupped her fists slightly and turned to leave.

A long knife wrapped in dark red velvet materialized from behind him without warning, Lian Jinghong raised his wrist, and the tip of the knife rested on Lu Yinshuang's neck.

"What's the meaning of Xianzun?" Lu Yinshuang stood still with his hands behind his back, still calm.

"Your Excellency makes me feel very familiar." Lian Jinghong frowned and thought for a while, and when he smiled, he showed two sharp canine teeth, "I have always acted on my intuition, and now I think you have a problem. My nephew seems to be treating you Obedience, what trick did you use?"

Lu Yinshuang said in his heart that he was wronged, and I still want to ask what kind of trick your nephew used.

"Heh, the Immortal Venerable acted so recklessly, it really opened my eyes."

"I just do whatever I want, everyone in the realm of cultivation knows that you don't need to mock me." Lian Jinghong admitted without shame, stood up and used a long knife as a radius to circle around and stop in front of Lu Yinshuang, "In front of the younger generation Let me save some face for you, now you are like a sheep in the mouth of a tiger, so if you are sensible, you'd better be honest."

"There is nothing wrong with accusing you of any crime." Lu Yinshuang's face darkened, he was not in a good mood today, and his patience was gradually draining.

"I'm not asking for guilt." Lian Jinghong twisted his wrist and raised the back of his knife to tap Lu Yinshuang's shoulder. Suddenly he stepped forward and stared suspiciously into Lu Yinshuang's eyes.

Lu Yinshuang's eyes suddenly became silvery, he was startled, took two steps back and bumped into the guardrail, and gathered several ice picks in his right hand.

Of course he is not Lian Jinghong's opponent now, but he should be able to call Chang Jingyu up, and Lian Jinghong will also look at Chang Jingyu's face and stop pestering him.

Before Lu Yinshuang's plan could be realized, Chang Jingyu's anxious voice came.

"Senior! Uncle! Stop!"

When Lian Jinghong was called out by Chang Jingyu, he suddenly wanted to connect some kind of brain circuit, put the knife on the ground, and suddenly said: "You are a demon cultivator."

The ice pick shattered with a click, and Chang Jingyu, who hurried to the scene, staggered and defended without thinking: "Master, please don't misunderstand, the magic is not the magic, the second is the magic, the senior is a good person!"

"I just said that my intuition is trustworthy." Lian Jinghong raised the corners of his mouth triumphantly, "You are hiding your strength. I used to know a magic cultivator like this. Now that I see you, no wonder I feel familiar."

Lu Yinshuang: "..." Is there such a rough way to recognize a relative?

"Fellow Daoist Lu was shocked." Lian Jinghong rubbed Chang Jingyu's head, "Nephew, this is your fault. Since I knew it earlier, there's no harm in telling my uncle. It's possible that you think I have a different opinion."

"Uncle Master, forgive me, this disciple just didn't think of a good excuse for a while, and definitely didn't intend to deceive Uncle Master." Chang Jingyu heaved a sigh of relief and apologized obediently.

"Just kidding, just kidding, don't care, since you haven't slept, why don't you go chat." Lian Jinghong patted Chang Jingyu's shoulder, secretly gave Lu Yinshuang a warning not to refuse, and took the two of them to sit in the gazebo in the backyard.

Lu Yinshuang was absent-minded, so Lian Jinghong started the conversation and asked him, "I was rescued by a demon cultivator when I was young, and I also followed him back then. Guess what happened later?"

Lu Yinshuang didn't want to cooperate, but Chang Jingyu's eyes showed a bit of curiosity. He didn't want to ruin the atmosphere, so he guessed according to the standard ending: "I died to save you?"

Lian Jinghong: "..." Can you wish me well.

"Senior." Chang Jingyu coughed dryly.

Lian Jinghong held his chin and looked at the cloud and mist wandering in the distant sky: "He left me a long knife, went out to buy vegetables as usual, and never came back."

Chang Jingyu had never heard the story of Lian Jinghong, and couldn't help asking: "Why didn't you come back? Did the uncle quarrel with him, or was he in danger when he went out? Didn't the uncle look for him?"

"Of course I did, but when he left I was only as old as you, with no school, no friends, and no money." Lian Jinghong said lightly, and she put the knife heavily on the stone table, "Nephew, you Luckier than me, if one day fellow Daoist Lu escapes, I will help you catch him."

The corners of Lu Yinshuang's eyes twitched: "I came here for the questioning conference, and I have already informed Mr. Chang of my identity."

Chang Jingyu echoed, "Yes, senior is very frank."

"Don't lie, I ask myself that these eyes have never missed anyone." Lian Jinghong sneered, "From Weiyang Mountain to Yulong Mansion, and Beihai, where there is chaos, there is you. I don't ask about common things. , doesn’t mean you’re stupid, Fellow Daoist Lu, if you really like me as a nephew, don’t use it later to turn your face against others.”

Chang Jingyu patted his conscience and assured Lu Yinshuang: "No, senior really likes me!"

Lu Yinshuang: "..." Do you have to use this word?

"Tsk, it made me think of the past." Lian Jinghong wiped the handle of the knife with his cuff. The knife was very long and was almost as tall as her. "I hope that leaving without saying goodbye is not Moxiu's usual style."

"...No." Lu Yinshuang agreed briefly.

Chang Jingyu bowed his head and smiled contentedly.

Lu Yinshuang looked at the pattern on the handle of the knife exposed from the flannel, and suddenly asked, "Does this knife have a name?"

"Yes." Lian Jinghong grabbed the knife and swept it away, and the majestic aura was released, changing the color of the situation, "The ghost makes the god."

Lu Yinshuang was silent for a moment, and then asked again: "If you were unable to find your benefactor in the past, now that you are in the Dao Martial Immortal Gate Zeyuan Xianzun, have you not found it?"

Lian Jinghong sighed quietly and kept silent.

"Maybe I know his whereabouts." Lu Yinshuang added, "If he is indeed your benefactor and your knife is a gift from him, I will let you know."

Lian Jinghong looked at him in surprise: "Ha, I just said that you really have a background."

Chang Jingyu persuaded Lu Yinshuang from the side: "If senior knows, just tell me. I trust uncle."

Lian Jinghong said with a bit of melancholy: "It has been more than 200 years since I gave up looking for him. When he came to the cultivation realm, he was seriously injured and did not seek medical treatment. How long will it last, and I don’t know if he wants me to find him.”

Lu Yinshuang was slightly surprised that someone as casual as Lian Jinghong would have a sad side to his eyes.

But Chang Jingyu didn't know why, the soft voice came to his ears, and he also became afraid in a trance, thinking of Fu Qingxiao, thinking of Lu Yinshuang, afraid that they would leave without knowing when, but when Lu Yinshuang was close, he quietly He grabbed Lu Yinshuang's cuff under the table.

A long time ago, Fenghua City was full of smog, and the law enforcement hall was useless. Anyone with a little bit of spiritual power could bully the people and dominate the people. At that time, Lian Jinghong didn't even have this name, she was just a wild girl who begged everywhere. She had dusted her face and smelled of leftovers, but no one noticed that she was good-looking.

But one day there was a thunderstorm, and Lian Jinghong hadn’t gotten anything to eat. She was walking on the street hungry. look like.

"Wash her clean, she looks about the same, and she can be sold for some money."

"Hey...don't even mention it, brothers can make money this time!"

Lian Jinghong was pressed to the ground by two people, choked on the cold rain in the puddle, unable to hide her true colors, only the sound of thunder was just teasing in her ears, she was unwilling to just fall down like this, and wasted her whole life in the Qinlou Chu Pavilion, But he couldn't break free, so he pretended to cooperate willingly: "You let me go, I am willing to go with you, you sell me to a better place, I thank you for letting me have enough food."

The two hooligans looked at each other, thinking that this girl is sensible, so they let go of their hands with a smile: "It's right to know that thanks, we are Bole, you are not spoiled, you can still be a servant, one can be two Use... ah! Smelly girl!."

Lian Jinghong took advantage of his sudden distress when he was speaking, tiptoed her head on his chin, took advantage of his lowered head and five fingers to slam into his eye sockets, and did not let go after being kicked twice, until another person pulled her away and pushed her down. He just pinched the bloody eyeball in his hand, and then he felt angry: "Bah! Let your dog's eyes be used as two!"

The man covering his eyes and screaming miserably pulled out the knife from his waist, Lian Jinghong thought she was going to die, she coughed and crawled forward desperately, still unwilling to wait for death like this.

The blade fell, but the blood splashed was not hers. Lian Jinghong looked up in surprise. In the dark rain, there was a middle-aged man in coarse clothes standing by the street. He was blue, with a small wine jar hanging from his waist, and he flicked the long knife lightly, and the blood melted into the rain.

The man saved her and turned to leave, but Lian Jinghong got up and covered her chest and chased after her, shouting, "Grandfather, wait for me!"

"I'm not your benefactor. I don't have the money to treat your injuries, and I can't afford steamed buns." The man stopped walking, his eyes filled with stagnant water.

Lian Jinghong shook his head: "I don't want benefactor's money, I can ask for it myself, I can tell the difference between ordinary money bags and Qian Kun bags, and I can steal them too, you are a fairy, right, can you accept me as a disciple?"

The man frowned, as if he didn't expect this thin little girl to make such a request, he untied the wine jar and shook it: "I don't have anything, and I don't know how to teach apprentices, all I have left is this jar of wine bought on credit, You follow me and ask for some food for me."

Lian Jinghong didn't know where the courage came from, and suddenly felt that she should follow this person, as if she had never made a mistake when identifying ordinary purses by feeling.

She stumbled and ran over, snatched the wine jar from the man's hand in a smooth manner, pulled off the lid and took a sip, broke the boat and said: "Grandpa, I am the wine you bought on credit now, you accept me, and I will find a way to help you pay it back." Qian, as long as you teach me martial arts, I don't want to live a life like this, I want to see the legendary fairyland."

The man was empty-handed, astonishment gradually appeared in his calm eyes, and then he couldn't help laughing out loud, as if remembering something, he took advantage of the situation and patted Lian Jinghong's head.

"Little girl, what's your name?"

"I don't like my current name, it sounds ugly. When I become very powerful in the future, I will choose one myself."

……

"Later, we built a hut outside the city. He said that stealing is not good, so I stopped stealing. He went to work as a handyman, carrying boxes and sacks. He obviously has a high level of cultivation, but he is unwilling to use force. It taught me how to get started, let me fight with hooligans, and when I stop losing, I don’t need to hide my appearance anymore, and I can do my job with dignity.”

"One day I told him that I would take the entrance examination of Daowu Immortal Sect half a year later. Daowu Immortal Sect is the number one sect in the realm of comprehension. If I want to do it, I will do my best. He was proud of me at that time. He said he would prepare a celebration banquet for me, waiting for his apprentice to return from victory."

Lian Jinghong took out the token of Zeyuan Immortal Venerable, and smiled, those past events are like sealed wine, when you open it, you can’t help but indulge in nostalgia. It was the first time I admitted that I was his apprentice, I did it, why did he break his promise, he taught me for six years, what knots can't let go?"

"I was not afraid of anything since I was a child, but I am more and more afraid to look for him. I am afraid... afraid to see him... afraid to see him die."

Lu Yinshuang suddenly regretted bringing this matter up. He was not very good at dealing with such complicated emotions, so he sighed helplessly: "He used to be the deputy owner of Jixing Pavilion, known as the 'Master of Ghosts and Gods'. The master changed frequently, fighting for power and profit within the sect. He vowed to quell the strife and put the Jixing Pavilion on the right track, but his enthusiasm could not resist the biting conspiracy. He was seriously injured by someone's design and killed his own daughter by mistake. Leng, left the Perishing Realm...he will accept you as his apprentice, maybe it's a kind of nostalgia and atonement."

"I can find a way to stabilize his injury. Since he missed him, why did he leave?" In the end, he was devastated.

"He has let go of his knots." Lu Yinshuang shook his head and lamented the tricks of fate, "He has hidden a magic pill in his former residence in the sinking state, which can prevent his injuries from getting worse. He has rekindled hope since he came back from the cultivation state. If he was able to take the elixir in time, he would not be in danger of dying for 400 years, but someone got the news and lay in ambush outside, and when he unlocked the formation...the elixir was taken away and plotted against him, and his whereabouts are unknown."

Lian Jinghong's eyes widened a little bit, she thought of countless reasons, but she never thought that what they missed was so ridiculous.

what is this?She has misunderstood Master for 400 years. She could have called Fenghua City her home, and her master had the opportunity to start a new life. The illusion that Master will come back.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Lu." Lian Jinghong took a deep breath, stood up and saluted solemnly, "This answer is enough."

"Uncle, please mourn." Chang Jingyu felt uncomfortable hearing this, and didn't know what to say.

Lian Jinghong raised his eyebrows at him, and quickly recovered his original cheerfulness: "So nephew, please cherish the person in front of you."

Lu Yinshuang couldn't help asking, "What are your plans?"

"Your news and Jinghua Shuiyue are very timely." Lian Jinghong picked up the knife and twisted a flower with his fingers to take it back. "Jinghua Shuiyue understands the past and present. After Zhou Heng repairs it, I will kill my enemy and avenge him."

"It should be so." Lu Yinshuang was not surprised.

"It's getting late, you guys go back, I'll cook by myself tomorrow." Lian Jinghong turned his wrist eagerly.

Lu Yinshuang and Chang Jingyu left first and went down the stone steps of the gazebo. Lu Yinshuang suddenly turned back and raised his hand to signal Chang Jingyu to go first.

"You deal with Qing Xiao..." Lu Yinshuang pondered for a moment, then said tactfully, "What do you think?"

Lian Jinghong said frankly: "I don't like him, he seems to be wearing a mask, I can't see through."

"Then I have something to ask, if there is no result, please keep it secret for me for the time being." Lu Yinshuang lowered his head slightly.

"Speak directly." Lian Jinghong said generously.

"Then please wait here for a while." Lu Yinshuang made up his mind, turned around and quickly followed Chang Jingyu, and said to him, "Go back to bed early, if you wake up late tomorrow, let your uncle personally The intention of cooking."

Chang Jingyu frowned sullenly, went back to the room, took off his clothes and got into the bed, hugged the quilt and looked up at the ceiling: "It would be great if the ghosts and gods could detect the ambush, why do people always leave regrets."

"Yes." Lu Yinshuang replied.

"Compared to my uncle, I am lucky to have a master and a senior. I really shouldn't feel dissatisfied anymore." Chang Jingyu's voice gradually became fluttering.

"En." Lu Yinshuang stood up and walked to the bedside.

"Senior...you can sleep too, I won't disturb you this time..."

Lu Yinshuang turned off the light, took out Chang Jingyu's Qiankun bag from the clothes he had changed, and took out the Love Slashing Sword.

He had checked Chang Jingyu's belongings, and found that the money and magic treasures, talismans and seals were all consumables. If he kept his position, it would be the safest thing to do with the Zhanqing Sword.

"I'm sorry, I hope I'm overthinking." Lu Yinshuang looked at Chang Jingyu's sleeping face and apologized in a low voice, then left with the sword in hand, and went back to find Lian Jinghong.

After he left, Chang Jingyu sat up on the bed with his eyes open again, without any sleepiness.

Lian Jinghong waited in the gazebo, Lu Yinshuang put the Love Slashing Sword on the table, and explained: "Before, when we faced the enemy, we may have kept a secret trick, which caused Chang Jingyu's position to be controlled all the time. He blocks the magic weapon of positioning, but it is a hidden danger not to find out the positioning."

"I'm not very good at spells, but I can try to find the traces of spells." Lian Jinghong stretched out his hand to press on the Zhanqing Sword, his eyes froze and he gathered his consciousness to investigate carefully.

After a while, Lian Jinghong withdrew his hand, pulled out the Zhanqing Sword, and pointed to the inside of the scabbard: "It is indeed hidden, but it is undoubtedly a positioning technique, and I will not trace the source. You should be able to see the technique or magic weapon."

Lu Yinshuang's eyes were silvery white, and he caught a fleeting trace of spiritual power in the scabbard.

"Thank you Xianzun." Lu Yinshuang put the sword back into its sheath. It was really determined that Fu Qingxiao had left a position for the Zhanqingjian. The other most direct chain of identities, Fu Qingxiao is the "Zi Chou" in Ling Shanhai's mouth .

As for other conjectures that have no evidence, they can be assumed first.

Just as he was thinking about how to tell Chang Jingyu Ming, a burst of slow footsteps gradually became clear.

"Senior, what are you thinking?" Chang Jingyu stood still outside the pavilion, the rockery and tree shadows enveloped him, making his expression blurred, "Why didn't you find that I was pretending to be asleep, why did you take Master's Zhanqingjian, what are you trying to hide from me, I have always believed in you, but you no longer trust me, senior?"

The author has something to say: Chang Jingyu: You don't believe me, you keep it from me, and you still stand with the uncle! (Blackening triple charge

Lian Jinghong: ... What the hell?What's wrong with me?Is it so hard to get you guys to sleep?