Three days later, Shang Qing Sect.
At 5: 30 in the morning, Shang Qing Sect's disciples finished their breakfast and ended their three-hour morning class. The time was 9: 00 in the morning, and the rest of the time was free for the disciples until lunch.
Except for the disciples who were on duty.
Dan Chenzi basked in the sun on the roof and took a short nap. He was full of energy and went to find the old Taoist sweeping the floor with a wine pot.
The old Taoist was sweeping the floor as usual, like an NPC. No matter where or when, you could find him and say: Young hero, I've waited for you …
"Counting the days, it's your turn today." The old Taoist was not an NPC after all, and had his own thoughts and the ability to organize his words.
"When have you seen me work?" Dan Chenzi shrugged.
"What excuse did he use to avoid me this time?" The old Daoist lowered his head and continued to look around.
Although Dan Chenzi was a seed disciple of Shang Qing Sect, he was strict and had a shallow concept of class. Even Dan Chenzi had to accept the daily tasks arranged by the sect like other disciples.
But Dan Chenzi always found a way to avoid it. He would lie to his senior and junior brothers and say that he would teach them cultivation techniques if they helped him. Usually, he would bring them to meditate and after it was over, he would pretend to be profound and ask: Do you understand?
The senior and junior brothers were dumbfounded and could only say: I understand, I understand.
Or he would lie to his senior and junior sisters and say that he caught a cold yesterday and was sick in bed with no one to pity him. Sob sob sob …
The senior and junior sisters were overflowing with motherly love and patted their beautiful chests to say that they would help him.
After so many years, no one fell for it anymore.
"A few days ago, I went down the mountain to buy wine and stayed in the city for a night. When I woke up in the morning, I found some indescribable cards stuffed under the door. The girls on the cards all had big breasts, which made me worry. I brought the cards up the mountain and thought about whether or not to save them. Then, the cards were accidentally found by junior brother Dan Chenzi. Last night, he took the cards and did something indescribable in his bed and I caught him." Dan Chenzi said: "In order to make up for his mistake, he volunteered to help me with today's work."
The old Taoist was stunned for a long time and said: "In order to not work, you even did something like seducing junior brother to break the rules?"
Dan Chenzi sat down on the stairs and chuckled.
In truth, he was doing this for Dan Zhuzi's sake. Although it sounded shameless, it was the truth.
Dan Zhuzi was fifteen this year and was in the prime of his youth. The sect hadn't bought cell phones for children of this age, and in order to maintain a pure and innocent temperament, they weren't allowed to touch the internet before the age of eighteen.
Otherwise, the tragedy of "Pictures of Asia" would still happen to the disciples of Taoism, but in a different form, it would become a search for keywords such as "sexual techniques".
Every morning, when Dan Chenzi woke up, he would look down at his second brother with a sad expression. After being sad for a long time, Dan Chenzi could feel the pain in his balls.
People of Daoism were not like those ordinary people who needed their wives to help them solve their needs. People of Daoism were self-reliant and self-reliant. They were physically and mentally satisfied. Dan Chenzi thought that he was an experienced person, and that it was better to let Dan Zhuzi out than to stop him. He couldn't just watch as Dan Zhuzi suffocated.
Anyway, it was only a few years ago, and Dan Zhuzi would learn it by himself sooner or later.
"I had an idea, so I stuffed the card under his pillow and secretly taught him the Left and Right Mutual Combat Technique, just like how you secretly taught me the Sword of Intent back then." Dan Chenzi said honestly.
"…" The old Taoist really wanted to slap him to death.
"Cultivation is about following the heart and letting nature take its course." The old Taoist shook his head and convinced himself.
As they spoke, two people walked up the stairs and appeared in front of a young man and an old man.
"People of Bosch." Dan Chenzi frowned. Even he was afraid of Li Xianyu. Li Xianyu had come to Shang Qing Sect twice and turned the world upside down twice. Now that he saw people of Bosch, Dan Chenzi instinctively felt that there was trouble again.
Dan Chenzi's intuition was really accurate.
"What did you say? Li Xianyu's adoptive father died?! "Dan Chenzi was shocked.
"What? You said that Tong Xuanzi was not dead, but he died again. He was killed by Li Xianyu's adoptive father. "Dan Chenzi was shocked again.
"What? You said that Tong Xuanzi and Li Xianyu's two fathers were sworn brothers, and he was the one who betrayed Li Wuxiang?" Dan Chenzi was shocked again. Dan Chenzi was shocked again.
In the quiet room, Dan Chenzi, who followed the staff of Bosch to join in the fun, suddenly heard this news. The calmness that he had cultivated for 20 years immediately disappeared.
Tong Xuanzi, Li Wuxiang, and Li Xiong were sworn brothers. They had entered Pantheon Palace together.
Tong Xuanzi spread the news, betrayed his brothers, and endured for 20 years.
Li Xiong also endured for 20 years. Not long ago, he died together with Tong Xuanzi, putting an end to the grudge of that year.
This melon was really too big. He had been eating for the past few days, and the more he ate, the bigger it got.
Although the old Taoists of the Shang Qing Sect were still immersed in disbelief and shock, they still took the time to glance at him. After being shocked by him, what else could they say?
Dan Yunzi and Qing Huizi were stunned again. Their brains were in a mess, and they didn't react for a while.
Qing Xuzi coughed and said in a low voice, "Is this true?"
The staff of Bosch nodded. "Absolutely."
"Where is the body?" Taoist Qingyun said in an excited tone, "Even so, Tong Xuanzi was the direct disciple of our Shang Qing Sect. Why did you Bosch kill him? Why?"
Tong Xuanzi was his disciple, the disciple he was most proud of.
Although he was shocked by what Tong Xuanzi had done, he still couldn't hide his sorrow.
The staff of Bosch glanced at him. "It was not killed by our Bosch. The person who killed Tong Xuanzi was Li Xiong, and it had nothing to do with our Bosch. As for the body, there is no one. Since you know about the Ultimate, you should understand that people who died in the Ultimate have no bones left. "
"I don't believe it. You lied to me. You Bosch joined forces with Li Xianyu to bully us. "Qing Huizi's tears were glistening. She clenched her teeth and forced herself not to cry.
"It's meaningless for Bosch to lie to you. Dharma King asked us to tell you that Tong Xuanzi was a member of Shang Qing Sect after all, and you have the right to know the truth."
Headmaster Qing Xuzi bowed. "Thank you, Dharma King."
"You don't have to thank me. Dharma King also asked me to remind you of something."
"What is it?"
"In the history, be sure to write it down and be realistic."
"…" The faces of the people of Shang Qing Sect instantly darkened. Dan Yunzi glared at each other and sneered, "Without evidence, we will do whatever you Bosch say? Shang Qing Sect is not the subordinate of Bosch. "
His mind was in a mess, and he had not recovered from the huge bad news. But when he heard the words of the staff of Bosch, he subconsciously refuted.
Not to mention anything else, once this kind of thing was written, Shang Qing Sect's Tong Xuanzi would be infamous for thousands of years. He would be remembered by the disciples of Shang Qing Sect in the future as a negative example.
"Oh, then Bosch will publish this on the Internet."
"You …"
Qing Xuzi shook his head and gave Dan Yunzi a stern look. He said to the staff of Bosch with a pleasant expression, "We already know about this and will definitely record it in the information of Shang Qing Sect."
"Headmaster is still the most reasonable." The staff of Bosch bowed and looked at Dan Yunzi again. He snorted, "Don't feel wronged. The one who should feel wronged is not you. You have exchanged one father for two fathers. You have earned a lot."
"…" Dan Chenzi, who was watching the melon, thought to himself, Are you a devil?
"Then Li Xianyu, he …" Dan Chenzi probed.
The staff of Bosch said angrily, "He seems to be autistic."
Dan Chenzi was shocked, "This melon won't come to Shang Qing Sect to take revenge, right?"
The eyebrows of the group of old Daoists jumped. They were all panicking in their hearts.
"Alright, the matter has been explained. We will be leaving first." The staff of Bosch cupped their hands and left together.
"Dan Chenzi, send the guests out." Headmaster Qing Xuzi sent Dan Chenzi away.
After they left, the room became silent. A pin drop could be heard.
Qing Xuzi held onto the chair and slowly sat down. He rubbed his forehead in exhaustion.
"Senior Brother Headmaster, how should we deal with this?" An old Daoist asked.
"You know what happened. How do you think we should deal with this?" Qing Xuzi asked.
The old Daoist was silent.
"Don't worry. This was done by Tong Xuanzi alone. He faked his death for 20 years and never contacted Shang Qing Sect. Shang Qing Sect has a clear conscience. Even if Li Xianyu wants to take revenge, he won't be able to find us. Even if he comes, Bosch won't do anything. "Qing Xuzi comforted.
Although Tong Xuanzi was from Shang Qing Sect, this matter was done by him alone. It had nothing to do with Shang Qing Sect. Even if Li Xianyu was still angry and came to cause trouble, the Buddhist Taoist Association and Bosch wouldn't do nothing.
"So what if he comes. Shang Qing Sect isn't afraid of him." Dan Yunzi's expression was ferocious. He gritted his teeth, "I want to kill him."
The hatred of stealing his mother, the hatred of killing his father, all of this happened after he came into contact with Li Xianyu. A blood feud was nothing more than this. Dan Yunzi hated Li Xianyu to the core.
Qing Xuzi glanced at him. He closed his eyes and sighed, "An ill-fated relationship."
The ill-fated relationship between Shang Qing Sect and the Li family lasted for four generations.
.....
At 10: 30 in the morning, his adoptive mother just came back from the market. She was washing vegetables in the kitchen. She didn't go to work after her adoptive father went missing. When her employer found out that her husband went missing, they gave her a long leave.
The door opened. His adoptive mother threw away the vegetables and rushed to the living room.
She was disappointed again. It wasn't her husband who came home, but her son.
Behind him were three gorgeously dressed female classmates.
"What's wrong? You don't look good." His adoptive mother sharply noticed his abnormality. There was a heavy smell of smoke on his body. His hair was greasy and he didn't shower for a few days.
What worried her the most was his eyes. They were lifeless, like stagnant water.
"I'm fine." Li Xianyu squeezed out a smile.
"You haven't eaten, right? I was just about to cook," his adoptive mother said. His foster mother grumbled, "Have you called your sister? I can't get through to her. I don't even know what she's doing. I want to tell her about your dad, but I can't get in touch with her for a few days. I'm panicking. I don't want something to happen to her when your dad comes back. "
Li Xianyu's heart ached. This woman was still waiting for her husband to come back. But that old hooligan would never appear at home again.
His body turned into dust and his soul returned to heaven and earth.
This small family would forever be missing a piece. They would never be able to piece it back together again.
They would never be able to go back.
"Sister is fine. Don't be too sensitive. Mom, do you have any ribbonfish at home? I want to eat braised ribbonfish. "
"It's frozen in the fridge. I'll make it for you."
Li Xianyu nodded. "I'm a little tired. I'll go back to my room and rest."
He went back to his room.
Hua Yang floated up from his adoptive mother's head and looked at Great-grandmother and the others with a puzzled look.
Great-grandmother shook her head at her.
"Auntie, we'll watch TV by ourselves." Thunder Zhanhime smiled gently. "You see, we don't know how to cook, so we can't help you."
His adoptive mother quickly waved her hand. It was best that no one was in the way.
After she entered the kitchen, Hua Yang floated out and glanced at the girls. "You guys … Is this a beauty contest? And Great-grandmother, why are you wearing a high school uniform?! "
Although these women's taste in dressing was not bad in the past, they had never competed with each other in beauty like today.
Thunder Zhanhime wore a pink gauze dress, revealing the elegance and intelligence of a mature woman. She wore a thin, tight-fitting black sweater and a short plaid nylon jacket.
Her snow-white and slender neck and the snow-white skin of her chest were all exposed.
Cui Hua was even more exaggerated. She wore a pair of soft, tight-fitting jeans that vividly outlined her powerful buttocks and tight leg lines. Many women liked to wear this kind of pants, but many women overestimated themselves. The shape of their legs was not good-looking and not well-proportioned enough. It would be very painful to the eyes. If the buttocks were loose and loose, it would be very bad for men to dislike them.
Any man who saw Cui Hua's legs would not be able to help but want to lick them. They were delicate and slender, well-proportioned and powerful. Her buttocks were plump and full, filling up the pants like a full moon.
She wore a small black vest on her upper body and a thick white knitted sweater. The top and bottom design, the deep white cleavage in front of the chest, the flat belly, and the cute belly button made it look like a sexy hot chick.
What surprised Hua Yang the most was Great-grandmother. She was actually wearing a female high school uniform, the blue and white kind. She looked very cute, youthful and lively when she wore it. He didn't know if it was intentional, but she purposely wore it a size bigger, so the uniform looked loose and loose. Her two small hands were hidden in the sleeves and could not be stretched out. It was a kind of young and youthful attire that was completely different from Cui Hua's sexy and seductive style.
Needless to say, with Great-grandmother's beautiful eighteen year old face, this uniform was simply too suitable. If she took a photo and posted it on the Internet, she might become the most beautiful JK of the year.
Her hairstyle was also specially designed. She had a long, permed ponytail, and a few strands of hair hung down from her forehead, revealing a languid and exquisite feeling. Coupled with the tear mole at the corner of her eye, the pure and tender flower added a bit of exquisite charm.
Thunder Zhanhime looked at the end of the corridor, and her face was gloomy. "Something big happened, Hua Yang's stepmother."
She told Hua Yang about her adoptive father.
"I see, I see …" Hua Yang murmured. Her expression was sorrowful. If there were any tears, they would have been crying for a long time.
Trying hard to control her emotions, she gritted her teeth and said, "Tong Xuanzi deserves to die. He deserves to be cut into pieces."
"But, the one who is the most heartbroken is him." Hua Yang looked at the end of the corridor.
"Yes, he directly fainted from crying. After returning to Bosch, he seemed to have lost his soul. He didn't eat or drink, and just stared blankly. Just this morning, he suddenly vomited blood. Finally, he spat out the depression in his heart." Cui Hua showed a distressed expression.
"Great-grandmother, I made such a sacrifice, but he didn't even look at it. This time, he is really heartbroken." Great-grandmother sighed helplessly.
"So … you were going to seduce him?" Hua Yang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Who came up with such a bad idea? Also, if it was seduction, why did Great-grandmother do it yourself?"
"Who said it was seduction?" Great-grandmother's face was slightly red. She was a little guilty and embarrassed. "This is called pleasing to the eyes. Having a beautiful Great-grandmother is such a proud thing. You said it was seduction. Bah."
Thunder Zhanhime said awkwardly, "I came up with the bad idea."
She was the one who came up with the idea, but Cui Hua and Great-grandmother agreed without hesitation. The harem group surprisingly had the same opinion about Li Xianyu's character and virtue.
She had done so much just to make him happier.
Thunder Zhanhime, Great-grandmother, and Cui Hua were all people who had experienced separation between life and death. They knew that words of comfort would not have any effect. Their condolences were just helpless persuasion. It would not have any effect. Instead, it would make the person feel even more agitated.
Their father was already dead, and they still came over to say that they were condolences. It sounded like sarcasm. It was really annoying.
"It's all Wangchen's fault." Great-grandmother gritted her teeth.
Hua Yang was stunned. He said in shock, "This matter is related to the peak of the Extreme Path?"
Thunder Zhanhime and Cui Hua looked at Great-grandmother together. They were confused. This matter was related to the Evil Path? Why didn't they know?
Great-grandmother was also stunned. "Ah? It's okay. "
"How is it his fault?"
"Because when you encounter unhappy things or are very angry, you can say that it's all Wangchen's fault. Then your mood will be much better. You can vent your emotions. Slime is like this."
"Is it useful?"
"It's quite useful." Great-grandmother analyzed. "As long as you transfer your hatred to the Evil Path Wangchen and imagine him as your enemy, then think of how miserable he is, your heart will instantly feel better."
Great-grandmother, are you a devil … Hua Yang cursed in his heart. His tone changed. "It's all Wangchen's fault."
Hua Yang's dignified face suddenly brightened.
.....
A few minutes later, Li Xianyu left the room and entered the bathroom to take a shower. He changed into clean clothes, dried his hair, and entered his parents' bedroom. He walked straight to the balcony and took out a key from under the second potted plant.
This was the key to the family's safe. In the whole family, only he and his adoptive father knew about it. His mother and sister did not.
His adoptive father said that this key could open the family's small treasury. Such an important thing, of course, should be passed down to his son. His daughter would eventually marry out, so the key that symbolized the right of inheritance could not be passed down to his daughter.
Li Xianyu held the cold key and stood on the balcony in silence.
The old hooligan really raised you as his own son. Look, he even left the family's inheritance key to you, not his own daughter.
He opened the door of the wardrobe and pushed aside the clothes. Underneath was a safe. He opened the safe. There were ten gold bars and twenty stacks of banknotes inside. It was about two hundred thousand.
Then, there was a diary!
The cover was yellowed. Although it was well-preserved, it had been many years.
His adoptive father told him where the key was hidden. Perhaps, it was to prepare for this moment.
Li Xianyu pulled out a chair and sat at the desk. He opened his adoptive father's diary.
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