Three poisons

Chapter 36

The corners of Bai Chulian's lips trembled, he didn't expect there to be such a story in it, he told himself not to believe Huo Youtang's nonsense, not even a single punctuation mark——

But I still can't help recalling that day, the old man in the medicine pavilion held the herb for medicine and said with a puzzled face: Is this dandelion grass?

…………………Bai Yi.

Bai Chulian gritted his molars, raised his eyelids and glanced at Huo Youtang, who was in a mess, and suddenly regretted coming to the prison to watch the excitement.

What kind of character is Huo Youtang? In Chiyue Sect, he specializes in torture. He only needs to look at the weaknesses and dark sides of human nature, and he can make a good guess——

Bai Chulian is so overprotected, a person who has everything written on his face is like a dish delivered to his door.

"Oh, look at the head of Bai, I really don't know that I have swallowed the painstaking efforts of Zhiyang... Why, who won't tell you? Li Fengjue? Or your good apprentice?"

As Huo Youtang said, he smiled again as if he suddenly remembered something.

"These calendars have been traveling all over the country, busy chasing me all over the Central Plains, so I shouldn't have time to play these games with you... Is that your apprentice?"

Bai Chulian was taken into consideration by the words, and gave Huo Youtang a gloomy look——

But at this time, he was still calm, and at most he was angry with his apprentice who ran the train with his mouth full of mouth to coax him to eat these messy things, but he also knew that he was doing it for his own good, so he didn't blame him.

Bai Chulian is not a white-eyed wolf fool, how could he ask his apprentice to blame him for such a simple sowing of dissension... At most, he would be brought over and beaten up.

Keep him away from him for another month or two.

And Huo Youtang naturally didn't know the twists and turns, just thought of what to say...Anyway, being locked up here, a piece of rotten meat, boring——

To put it into perspective, it will stir up a bloody storm in the Yuxu faction.

If he doesn't get to the point, he will be treated as nonsense, and he will be laughed at at most, and he has nothing to lose.

"Well, because of the stupid things my good junior brother did back then, the last Zhiyang person in this world is probably the little orphaned girl of the Gu family, what's her name... Gu Nianqing." Huo Youtang sneered, "She and Your good apprentice Bai Yi, the story of the fairy couple is quite famous in Jianghu, and many pamphlets of Ruyi Jianghu are still based on them... Tsk tsk, speaking of it, it is still the matchmaker made by our Chiyue Sect, when the time comes They are married, you have to buy our leader a drink."

Bai Chulian: "..."

marriage?

Become your mother's relative?

Last month, the groom's official was still pressing on his master's body like a sticky little kid who wanted to be suckled. How could such a person get married?

Bai Chuli moved his ears, feeling very distressed, wanting to tear his stinking mouth out.

But Huo Youtang didn't feel that his mouth smelled bad.

So he is still chattering.

"Since Master Bai has taken the heart and soul of the heir of the Butterfly Fan Sect, why don't you ask your good apprentice to just ask her to tell you where the jade cage fruit tree is. I heard that you have worked very hard to find the treasure map."

"..."

Bai Chulian was completely speechless. Just as he was about to ask you what you wanted to say, he saw an exaggerated surprise on Huo Youtang's face——

"Ah, don't be a little girl who wants to marry someone who has no father and no mother. She thinks you are an eyesore as a master. Now wait until the five-year period expires and you will marry your apprentice again--calculate, the girl will be around at that time. It's cardamom, it's a good age to marry!"

"..."

"Are you angry?"

"Why do you talk so much?" Bai Chulian asked sincerely.

It's a pity that Huo Youtang ignored him.

Happy to say it to myself.

"Hey, you said that your apprentice and the orphan of the Gu family are so miserable, to what extent?"

What to what extent?

Bai Chulian wished he could poke his ears deaf.

Bending down suddenly, he approached the man who was hanging on the chain: "Huo Youtang, can you be less obscene?"

"Sect Master Bai wrongly blamed me, I really want to know," Huo Youtang really wasn't trying to provoke dissension, he was just chatting about gossip, "Blood taking every month is a heartache, think about the human heart What is it like...how can I get it if I don’t take it off?”

Huo Youtang was just talking nonsense, and after thinking about it, he added——

"Maybe I have to touch it with my hands, ouch, who can bear it?"

After he finished speaking, he himself laughed wildly, as if he suddenly had a little fun in this boring waiting for death and being imprisoned in despair.

It's just that Huo Youtang didn't expect that Bai Chulian didn't react at all to the sobering words he said before, but when he said this, his face suddenly froze, and the relaxed aura disappeared from his whole body.

I don't know what to think of, the head of Bai has a gloomy face, his face is covered with dark clouds and black.

Huo Youtang couldn't react to this sudden unexpected gain, and blinked in confusion: Hey, what did I just say?

Before he could figure out the secret, he saw Bai Chulian showing him a smile that made people shiver.

He maintained his smile, rolled up his sleeves, turned around and walked out of the prison where Huo Youtang was being held, and said softly to the disciples of the Yuxu Sect's punishment hall who were guarding outside: "Lu Zicheng, sew his mouth up, and let that dog's mouth Say one word clearly, and you go to the execution hall to receive your punishment."

……

When Bai Chulian walked out of the prison of the Yuxu Sect, it was snowing heavily outside, and the cold wind was blowing so cold that it was bone-chilling, but it couldn't clear his dizzy head.

[Taking blood every month is a heartache, think about where the human heart grows...how can I take it if I don't take off my body? 】

I turned it over in my mind, and it was the same sentence backwards.

Bai Chulian didn't have the heart to worry about Bai Yi's crime of fooling his master with dandelion grass for two full years like a fool, and now his mind is full of——

The young girl is just right, with a shy face and half-exposed shoulders, reaching out to pull the belt of the apron behind her back.

The young man had a cold face and a warm heart, standing on the side of the bed, staring down at her face like a begonia, the ice and snow in his eyes were silent and he did not know when he had already smiled.

For a while, the tent was warmed by the fragrance of spring, mandarin ducks were playing in the water, and wild butterflies were playing with flowers.

All of a sudden, the qi and blood surged up, and I felt my head was pricked like needles, and the broken meridian in my right hand didn't feel uncomfortable for a long time, but now it felt like thousands of needles pierced, and it hurt like ants gnawed densely.

Thoughts are not restrained, the image that appears in the mind is that a lonely man and a widow are in a room together, the boy is holding a blood-drawing needle in one hand, and the other hand is supporting the girl Xiaotao, the girl let out a low cry, his eyes are dark, lips With a hint of a smile...

Bai Chulian's eyes turned black...

He turned his head and spit out a mouthful of blood!

There is no one outside the prison, the eyes are pale and there are no footprints, the splash of blood is sprinkled on the white snow, the warm blood melts the snow, it is shocking!

After counting, tomorrow should be the day when Bai Chulian went to Shoujiange to get the medicine. If Bai Yi really used Gu Nianqing's heart blood to refine the medicine, then it should be today.

Bai Chulian bit the tip of his tongue, a bloody taste gushed out of his mouth, and unconsciously flicked the Tianchen Sword on his waist with his left hand——

In the next breath, the head of the Yuxu Sect was like a white crane in the mountains, facing the wind and snow several times, heading towards Baifeng Mountain without hesitation.

……

It's the twelfth lunar month of winter, and today's Baifeng Mountain is also empty. Few sword practitioners are willing to leave the other serious rope bridges of Jianfeng Mountain and come here to practice swords by stepping on iron chains.

With the rustling of his robes, the young man lightly fell on the snow, rolling up snow and dust; the heavy snow fell on his hair like black ink, his face was like a crown of jade, his eyes were like stars, as if he had descended from an exile.

There was no one outside Shoujian Pavilion, and it was silent in the silence of heavy snow.

It's just that there are scattered footprints in the middle of the courtyard. The footprints look messy, but the feet are quite organized. It seems that someone practiced sword here not long ago...

Bai Chulian raised the corners of his lips, feeling cold in his heart, he couldn't help but sneer.

But he didn't enter the Shoujian Pavilion, he lifted the hem of his robe, turned around and walked to the Tingyu Residence next to the Shoujian Pavilion... But just as he walked outside the door, he heard the weak cry of a young girl from inside. Some teenagers were whispering and coaxing.

"Brother, I'm in so much pain..."

"It doesn't hurt, it will be soon—Junior Sister, please bear with me."

The cold wind with snowflakes made the whispers in the house unreal.

Bai Chulian was cold physically and mentally, standing stiffly outside the courtyard, his eyes reddened, only watching the flickering candles in the room, the gradually overlapping figures...

The young man with bristly hair raised his hand and held the needle. After a moment, the shadow of that hand disappeared on the chest of another figure with disheveled hair shyly nodding his head.

The girl in the house moaned softly.

The people outside the house tightly grasped the hilt of their swords, like driftwood for a drowning man.

The sound of sighing and soft persuasion pierced into his ears, Bai Chulian took a deep breath, his red eyes were like fighting a trapped beast, his slender body was independent and bleak in the storm.

He couldn't stop trembling, and his heart was at a loss. He didn't know whether he should pretend that he didn't know anything, turned around and left, or...

"Snapped--"

The snow crushed a pine branch in the courtyard, and the snow fell into the courtyard with a soft sound.

The mandarin ducks in the room also seemed to be frightened, the whispering of the warbler stopped abruptly, and the two figures that were almost overlapping quickly separated!

And this sound of broken branches seemed to have broken the last tight string in the mind of the person standing outside the house!

With his thumb, he thrust out the Tianchen sword in the scabbard, the sword energy pierced through the air, roaring against the wind!

As soon as he fell, his figure flew to the front of Ting Yuju Pavilion in an instant, and the sword light in his hand flashed. The whole simple and simple pavilion, from the load-bearing pillars, to the window panels, to the four pillars, seemed to be cut off by a horizontal wind——

Boom!

The loud noise shattered the tranquility of the heavy snowfall, and all the tiles and sculptures fell from the sloping roof, crackling and smashing to the ground, and the century-old building was divided into two and collapsed!

"Bai Yi!"

Bai Chu took this blow with all his strength, and roared with pain in his hatred. His voice was hoarse and bloody rolling, as if the mountain rain was about to come...

Bai Chulian kicked away the ruined ruins in front of him, and the Tianchen Sword twirled in the palm of his hand, just about to dance the sword to dig out that damned mandarin duck from the ruins and humiliate him thousands of times——

"Master?!"

Behind him, the boy's shocked voice came.

The familiar hoarse voice is just like that of teenagers in the voice-changing period, and the tension in it is even more familiar.

Bai Chulian swung his sword for a moment, and suddenly his pupils constricted, and he slammed the Tianchen sword back into its sheath and turned around——

Behind him, on the high wall separating Shoujiange and Tingyuju, the young man was kneeling on one knee, holding a Suxue sword in his hand... His scattered black hair was flying like water vapor, and his clothes were messy as if he was out of a bath He hurriedly put on his clothes and ran out of the house.

The Chu Changjun's handsome face was full of shock and astonishment, but there was a lot of worry in the black pupils.

If it wasn't Bai Yi, who else would it be?

The author has something to say: Master: I am so embarrassed, I will leave.