He walked cautiously for a few steps, then stopped to test with his tentacles, and then carefully followed his fingers into his sleeve. The bedbug found a comfortable position on the arm that still had elasticity and masculinity, and sucked the blood happily. I don't know why I have such good luck.

Yang Jian turned his eyes sideways, quietly watching it leave leisurely after having a meal in his sleeve, and smiled lonely.

He has been lying in this woodshed for seven days. The piles of waste branches and leaves, the flying dust, and except for a boy servant who served him three meals with evil words, the only living thing he can see is about These are the bugs that are everywhere.

Although dying is not easy, living is also so difficult.

The door of the woodshed opened with a creak, and the sunlight came in. He felt a little uncomfortable, and didn't want to see the arrogant look on the boy servant's face, so he closed his eyes slightly. He felt a pair of hands gently lift him up, and gave him a glass of water. Bring it to your mouth.

Except for feeding him, no one came to care about him. Because he was extremely thirsty and because of the high fever that had not subsided after vomiting blood that day, his lips had long been dry and cracked. He took a sip of water and felt a little more comfortable. He slowly When I opened my eyes, I was stunned. The second time I swallowed the water, I choked into my lungs, and I couldn't help but cough violently.

The woman who caught his eye was light and elegant, with her arms loosely held. She was none other than the Three Holy Mothers.

The Third Holy Mother frowned, put down the water glass and patted his chest for him. Yang Jian looked closely at this girl for the first time in so many days, and felt a burst of joy and sadness in his heart. Suddenly he remembered that when he was tired from practicing, the Third Sister also He would pat himself gently like this. Then all the pain and unhappiness seven days ago faded from his thoughts. He smiled slightly, and his smile was full of love and warmth.

"Boss Kang left with the roaring dog." She avoided Yang Jian's gaze and said a little unnaturally.

"Howling Sky Dog?" He hadn't seen this dog for several days. Thinking of the day he fainted in front of his eyes, Yang Jian showed a questioning and worried look on his face. The Third Holy Mother did not see it, and only said: "Boss Kang is so It is a last resort. The Roaring Sky Dog is seriously injured. If you continue to use it, I'm afraid you will commit another evil."

Taking advantage? Yang Jian felt cold in his heart and looked back at her. But the voice of the Third Holy Mother came over clearly: "In the past, you used his loyalty to do evil and deceived him into doing evil. Now, you use his loyalty to continue..." I don't care about his life and death. So Boss Kang asked me to tell you that he has taken the Roaring Sky Dog away, and will go to the Antarctic Immortal to ask for the Worry-free Grass to help him forget everything in the past and start over. "

The Third Holy Mother handed the water cup to his lips again, but he didn't drink it. The water spilled all over the cup. Her words once again stung his heart. Moreover, he had been accustomed to the roaring sky for thousands of years. The days when dogs were around him. But the worry-free grass? He knew that it was the elixir planted by the Antarctic Immortal. He could use it to seal all the memories of others and erase everything again.

"But that's okay." He thought silently, "I have tired him for too long. Forgetting, maybe that is his best choice."

The Third Holy Mother helped him lie down on the ground and used a silk handkerchief to try to remove the water stains and cold sweat from him. He hesitated for a moment and then said: "We will go home the day after tomorrow. You can't take care of yourself now, so just Please stay with us for a while first. However, I can’t tell my mother yet. She has suffered so much and was heartbroken by what you did after seeing the light of day again. I can’t let you hurt her again.”

Yang Jian didn't pay attention to when she left. Maybe the pain was so painful that he was numb? Apart from disappointment and indifference, he no longer expected her to bring anything more. Instead, thinking of the girl who lowered her head and let him caress her, his heart

When he carefully speculated that the figures he liked and disliked would never be seen again in the future, he was even somewhat happy on behalf of the Roaring Sky Dog.

"Forget the existence of me as your master, Roaring Sky Dog, you can finally be yourself." He mused, smiling self-deprecatingly.

However, within the Three Realms, the only person who cared about him also disappeared. Those unknown pasts have truly been understood by no one since then. Survival is a burden, and this loneliness is not a burden.

Woolen cloth?

Three days later, after bidding farewell to the happily newlyweds Long Ba and Zhao Dashan, San Shengsheng and her family left the city and chose a remote open space to return to Liujiacun. San Shengsheng excused Yang Jian as a demoted immortal official.

, they had some friendship, and Yao Ji was coaxed not to ask further questions, and Chen Xiang carried him all the way.

The Liu Mansion is no longer the dilapidated lantern shop it used to be. It has been renovated, and the windows are clean. Compared with the rich man's home that Chen Xiang envied, it is already many times more prestigious. He made a room in the innermost courtyard and hastily

After cleaning up, they put Yang Jian down. After all, Yang Jian's previous actions had hurt them too deeply. Although they couldn't ignore death, they didn't want to see him in front of them anymore.

The days that followed were uneventful in Gujing, and the happiness elsewhere had nothing to do with this house. In the past three years, Liu's servants took turns to serve him food and drink, and most of them were perfunctory. On the one hand, they heard about this man's past, and they were quite disdainful.

By ignoring him, they were left with less trouble and leisure.

On the contrary, the gods who came to visit the Three Holy Mothers would sometimes come to the house to take a look and point at him. Chang'e also came twice, but he would rather she never came. Everyone's words were exactly the same.

The accusations and ridicules, as well as the sanctimonious so-called reformation teachings.

It was only at this time that his eyes occasionally showed the sharp coldness and sinister vulture as before. But at this time, any visitor who met his eyes would become silent and retreat involuntarily.

In the midst of boredom, he started trying to regain his true energy again. His body was too damaged to recover, and every time the internal energy circulated through the fragmented meridians, it would cause him pain that was worse than death. But the more this happened, the more he was aroused.

Stubborn nature. For thousands of years, he has never backed down from any difficulty in anything he did. It is precisely because of this stubborn and almost stubborn personality that he has gradually grown from a child with no troubles to become the powerful judicial god in the three worlds.

Protect the future of those you care about and cherish.

And Yao Ji finally knew that the sick man lingering on the bed was her rebellious son. She wandered outside the house several times, but still chose to leave. Unlike San Sheng Sheng, Yang Jian's character had never been what she liked.

. She didn’t like the look in the child’s eyes, which became so unpredictable very soon. And the magical eyes, when she gave birth to the child, it brought her great fear. And later, she felt even more about that scene.

The tragedy is inseparable from the child's natural vision.

Although the mana gathered during this period of hard work was of no avail, his ears and eyes were much more sensitive than before. Yang Jian had heard Yao Ji's footsteps outside the door more than once. He was looking forward to it, but instinctively wanted to escape, just for

Never enter the house with these steps.

It had been so long that he didn't know how to face her. His mother's angry face in the firelight, the burning and painful slap on his cheek, and the hateful look she looked at him.

It was the last memory his mother gave him.

After splitting the peach mountain, he held her in his arms, as if he heard the childhood full of children's songs and laughter again. However, his mother refused to look at him coldly. She still thought that he used the magic power of God's Eye that time.

, stems from showoff and whim.

"Don't use your natural magic power!" His mother's words rang in his ears again.

"I can't watch my sister fall off the cliff..." He defended himself weakly in his heart.

"But you harmed the whole family. You killed your father, your eldest brother, and I suffered the pain of not seeing the light of day for thousands of years. It was your magic power that attracted the heavenly soldiers to hunt me down!" Yao Ji's voice scolded.

road.

There was a slight sweetness in his throat, and a smell of blood came up. He reluctantly endured and listened carefully. The footsteps stopped in front of the door again, neither pushing the door open nor leaving.

"Things that have happened can never be forgiven again. But after so much has been done, and this time it is really successful, how about you let me take another look? Let me know that all those efforts were not in vain." He thought sadly.

With.

The door had been pushed open a small gap, and he closed his eyes, but could not hide the expectation on his face. But another person's footsteps stopped in front of the door, and the door was gently closed again.

He heard the words of the Third Holy Mother: "Mom, it's late at night. You've been out for so long, and your heart feels cold." Yao Ji whispered something, indicating that it didn't matter. The Third Holy Mother stood with her outside the house for a while, and finally said

"How about I accompany you to go in and take a look... to see him?" Yao Ji was silent for a long time and then said casually: "I won't go in. He hurt you so deeply. I don't want to see this evil man again."

!" The footsteps of the two people gradually faded away.

The inner energy suddenly surged, and the mana that he had worked so hard to collect in the past three years was running around in his body like a wild horse. For a moment, his face was as gray as death, and he almost fainted from the pain. But he didn't pay attention to this, and he was left in chaos.

The infuriating energy once again seriously injured the body that had just recovered.

A few tears slowly fell from his cheeks. After thousands of years, he thought he had forgotten the taste of tears. But, what right did he have to cry? In the eyes of his mother, he was still the evil one.

What a scoundrel son of a dead father and eldest brother!

It was almost noon, and Liu Yanchang had been standing in front of the door for half a cup of hot tea. Go in? Or not? He still pondered and couldn't decide.

He has never seen this person in the past three years, but he often inquires about the current situation from his servants. He does not want to think of this person or mention this name, but he also hopes to watch this person calmly.

Everything currently.

That man, Yang Jian, saw him for the first time when he was surrounded by powerful warriors, wearing silver armor and black robes. He looked at him with disdain and hatred without any concealment. He had never looked down on himself and did not understand that he doted on his beloved.

How could a girl with such precious treasures fall in love with a useless scholar like me? Yes, scholar, I am just an ordinary scholar, neither outstanding nor independent in character.

However, such a beautiful, poetic and singing woman in the Three Realms accidentally fell into her clouds because of her mistake, and she fell in love with him without any hesitation.

Is there anything more absurd than this? Holding her child and watching her being pressed into the dark and humid bottom of the mountain by her most trusted brother, it was as if she was in a dream.

For more than ten years after that, he kept his heart hidden. Being ordinary was his greatest expectation. But he would not let go of himself, nor his sister's children. He couldn't remember how he walked through those days in despair.

In short, in the end, I actually won. The victory was clean and neat, but it was inexplicable.

Chenxiang, you are the child I have watched grow up, but why do I always feel that you have become more and more like a different person since the day you stepped out of Liujiacun?

Even though that person has been completely defeated in your hands and is beyond redemption, reduced to the point where he has to rely on the mercy of people he despises in order to barely survive.

But after seeing his embarrassment in Zhao's house, he didn't want to see him even more. Just because even when he was at his lowest, he could still look at others with cold and aloof eyes, instead of being humble and begging as he imagined.

.

It has been three years. This person has been accustomed to being aloof for thousands of years, looking down at the living beings at his feet indifferently. So, will these three years make him change a little?

Liu Yanchang was still deep in thought when several low coughs that he couldn't suppress came from inside the house, which suddenly gave him courage that he didn't know where to come from. He was shaken and finally opened the door and walked in.

The room was a bit dark and dusty. If he saw this elsewhere, he would definitely call the servants to scold him, but he was not interested in taking care of this room.

The report he heard in the morning was correct. Maybe the injury had worsened a lot? Yang Jian's complexion was worse than expected. Liu Yanchang walked to the bedside, lowered his head and looked at it carefully. This was also the first time he had the opportunity to see it from this angle.

Look at this person.

They are quite similar to the Three Holy Mothers. After all, they are brothers and sisters whose blood is thicker than water. So, how did he manage to imprison his most beloved sister at the bottom of the mountain for twenty years? Liu Yanchang couldn't help but smile, the god

So what? He is not just a mortal like himself. He has persisted for twenty years and got a complete family, but this person, who has thousands of years of love between brother and sister, has destroyed them one by one with his own hands.

There was still unspeakable pain all over his body. Yang Jian tried his best to collect the messy energy, and cold sweat kept oozing out from his forehead. He knew someone had come in, and stood quietly by the bed, unlike the servant who usually spoke evil words and behaved evilly.

People. But he didn't bother to look. Since the hatred has never subsided, why should the person he hates have to linger and leave each other to face this endless torture?

The man said: "Yang Jian, I came here today for no other reason. I just wanted to hear some recent news about you and I feel uneasy, so I came here to disturb you. I hope you won't take it off." The voice was very familiar, but it was unexpected.

.Liu Yanchang? He was stunned for a moment, opened his eyes and took a glance, and it was indeed good. With a thought in his mind, he guessed the purpose of this scholar's visit, and couldn't help but smile coldly.

Liu Yanchang smiled sincerely and said: "Originally, the Third Holy Mother should have come, and you are also a family. However, she has to take care of my mother-in-law, and she has many and complex things to do, and she can't get away from her for a while. And you also know that my mother-in-law has a lot of love for you.

Her behavior is always constrained. As a child, it’s hard to go against her elder’s wishes.”

Yang Jian listened indifferently, and sighed secretly when he heard Yao Ji. But even though survival is a burden, he still cannot be watched and discussed at will. He knew what the scholar wanted to see, so he endured it.

Feeling uncomfortable, his expression was relaxed, and a faint smile appeared.

Liu Yanchang's smile froze, and after a while, he suddenly said: "I came today actually just for Chenxiang and the Three Holy Mothers." After the words came out of his mouth, he was stunned, wondering what the meaning of saying these words to the person in front of him was.

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It’s true that San Sheng Sheng was his biological sister, but she was suppressed by him at the foot of the mountain for twenty years. As for Chenxiang, she even created a new world in his pursuit and encirclement. I’m afraid there is no one else in the world except this person herself.

There is no one else he can care about.

But it seemed that he had completely lost control. Although Liu Yanchang was doubting in his heart, he still continued: "You know, San Sheng Sheng is the woman I love most in my life, and Agarwood is my only flesh and blood. I will do anything for these two people.
To be continued...