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Chapter 9 The Man of Pure Yin

It has been a day since Chengying woke up again, and the strange thing is that he still vaguely remembers what happened during the period of time under control.

"Your subordinate injured the fourth prince, you deserve death! Please forgive me!" Cheng Ying insisted on coming to Yu Songling to plead guilty, regardless of her body recovering.

"You are also controlled by Gu poison, I don't blame you." Yu Songling said lightly.

"But because of the subordinate, he almost made a big mistake, and the subordinate should be punished."

"Oh? Then how do you think I should punish you? Assassinating the prince is a capital crime." Yu Songling raised the corners of his mouth with a half-smile.

"This subordinate is willing to suffer death." Cheng Ying didn't look up, so she couldn't see Yu Songling's expression. Hearing his decisive answer, it was obvious that she was ready to die.

The corners of Yu Songling's mouth froze for a moment, and he quickly returned to his usual indifferent expression. He put down the book in his hand, and said slowly, "You said you were guilty, and you died. How can you atone for your sins? What's the use of me wanting a dead person?" ?”

"In the next life, my subordinates are willing to work hard for the prince to redeem the sins of this life."

"Haha..." Yu Songling laughed, "When a person dies, he is dead, and there is nothing left. Don't tell me if there is an afterlife, and even if there is, why should you in this life make promises for you in the next life?"

"This……"

"It's only useful to me if you're alive, otherwise, I wouldn't have to work hard to save you." Yu Songling patted him on the shoulder lightly.

"Yes, this subordinate understands." Cheng Ying's answer was still concise.

"I want to find the person who played the Gu." Yu Songling said in a deep voice, "Send someone to investigate, and if you have any news, come and tell me immediately."

"Yes, this subordinate will investigate now!"

"You don't need to go, take a good rest these few days." Yu Songling said, suddenly felt a flute sound in his ears, from far to near, like complaints, "Did you hear that?"

"What?" Cheng Ying asked puzzled.

"The flute sound."

"Xiao sound?" Cheng Ying listened carefully, "No, there is no sound."

Yu Songling's complexion changed, because he gradually realized that this song was exactly what he played when he was treating Chengying. [Lan Shen Mo Yin is really evil. ] Yu Songling thought to himself.As the sound of the flute became clearer and clearer, Yu Songling's heartbeat became faster and faster, and his whole body felt an inexplicable heat.

"Fourth prince, are you okay?" Cheng Ying asked worriedly.

"It's okay, maybe I'm a little tired, you go down first." Yu Songling waved his hand to let Chengying go out, and then he entered the secret history to heal his injuries.

Chengying naturally saw Yu Songling's strangeness, but knew that no one could ask him what he didn't want to say.Standing in the corridor, thinking about what Yu Songling said, he muttered to himself: "What does the sound of the flute in his mouth mean?" Quickly recalling what happened these days in his mind, he vaguely felt that he had heard the sound of a flute, "That's right!" Chengying clapped his hands, remembering that Yu Songling used the flute sound to force Gu worms out for him that day, and he seemed to have heard that song somewhere.Chengying sat on a rock, holding his head in his hands, recalling the past, and suddenly remembered that when he was in the Shadow Pavilion, the pavilion master whistled this song, and the instructor immediately ordered everyone to cover their ears, hold their breath, and stand The Jiangyang thief who was facing the pavilion master bled to death from seven orifices without the pavilion master moving his sleeves.

"Maybe... Pavilion Master will have the answer I want."

It was still the end of that street, and the Shadow Pavilion was still as old as seven years ago.Chengying walked in and saw a group of teenage children practicing. The instructor still looked the same, but there were more gray hairs on the sideburns.

"Who are you looking for?" The instructor walked towards Chengying, "You..." The appearance of the person in front of him made the instructor feel familiar. This familiarity reminded him of a shadow he once taught, a very outstanding shadow.

Chengying saluted and was about to speak when a gust of wind blew by, and a gray figure appeared in front of him.Compared with the instructor, the appearance of Hai Pavilion Master has not changed. He is still wearing a gray robe, sandals on his feet, his hair is casually scattered behind his back, and his sleeves are empty.

"Pavilion Master." Cheng Ying saluted respectfully.

"Young Master is not from my Shadow Pavilion, so you don't need to call me Pavilion Master." Hai Pavilion Master said flatly.

"Pavilion Master, he is..." the coach reminded beside him.

"Pavilion Master, I am fifteen." Cheng Ying said again.

"There are no fifteen in the Shadow Pavilion." The Lord of the Sea Pavilion still said indifferently, "If you leave the Shadow Pavilion, you will no longer be a member of the Shadow Pavilion. Following his master, life or death in the future has nothing to do with me in the Shadow Pavilion. My son Today's visit is probably not to catch up with me, but to directly explain the purpose of coming."

[He is still exactly the same as before. 〕Chengying thought to himself, so he said: "I'm here to ask the pavilion master for a piece of music, a piece... that can kill people."

Pavilion Master Hai's expression changed, and he said, "Follow me." Then he walked out.Walking to an open place, he stopped and whistled softly.

The voice was twists and turns, very strange, Chengying felt dizzy for a while, and hurriedly collected her breath.Birds flew up and down, flying aimlessly in the air.

"I've improved a lot." After stopping his whistle, Pavilion Master Hai nodded slightly, "This is the sound of the gods and demons."

"Grassing the magic voice?"

"A long-lost cult magic art."

"Never heard of it."

"Because most of the people who knew it are no longer alive."

"What do you mean by that?" Chengying was shocked.

"That's the reason for saying it's an evil skill. I didn't feel much about it when I learned it. Once I use it, I will light a stick of life-threatening incense for myself." Hai Pavilion Master's voice was still flat, and he didn't even ask that question. Who is the person who learns the magic voice of the gods, because no matter who it is, he will soon become a pile of bones.

"Then, what should we do then?" Chengying lost her usual calmness, and even her voice was trembling, "But, Pavilion Master, why are you alright? Didn't you also learn the magic sound of lasing gods? There must be a way to heal it ,Yes or no?"

"A way?" Hai Pavilion Master sneered, and said with a look of melancholy, "Why do you think my arm is gone?"

After saying a word, Chengying was shocked again. He was right. The Lord of Hai Pavilion never walked in the rivers and lakes, and his identity was also very mysterious. The rumors about him in the rivers and lakes seemed to include his surname Hai and the fact that he was in charge of the Shadow Pavilion. There is nothing else, but almost everyone knows that the Lord Haige of the Shadow Pavilion is a character that cannot be provoked.No one can tell his martial arts routines, because anyone who has seen him make a move has become a dead person, and a dead person will naturally not be able to speak.

"You...have crippled your arms?" Cheng Ying asked pretending to be calm.

"I'm lucky enough to save my life."

"Really, is there no other way?"

"Yes and no."

"What do you mean?" Chengying didn't have the mood to play charades right now.

Lord Haige said a word lightly, a word that shocked Chengying.

Chengying walked out of the Shadow Pavilion with a lot of thoughts, "Is it a pure yin person born in the yin and yin?" Chengying smiled and shook his head, "Is all this fate?" He took out a longevity lock from his bosom, This was what he was wearing around his neck when he was picked up, and it was also the only thing left to him by his parents. He gently stroked the birth date engraved on it with his fingertips, and murmured: "Father, mother, thank you ..."

The author has something to say:

He is a pure yin person, not a sinister villain~~~~~