Eopinth Chapter 22: I gave birth to you, I gave birth to you, I am old 6

"Is that all?" Wei Tanyi seemed to be very surprised and looked at the thought.

"That's all," said Mr. Yuci, who was sent to Heling with his long scattered hair. "After today's Tianwang City, they never met again, and Mr. Yuci never returned to Dingkui."

Wei Tanyi's heart moved and wanted to say that maybe Ji Yuci couldn't stand it and died of illness that winter, because even if he didn't die at that time, his body would have disappeared for more than 600 years. But in that case, Si Si must not listen. She searched all over He Mausoleum and did not find Ji Yuci's grave. No matter what, the man was also transported to another place for burial. Si Si said that even if the grave was gone, she would go to worship.

Shucheng was ordered to send the shell back. Now he must have left the city. Wei Tanyi wanted to know why Master didn't mention the curse.

- In those years, the teacher and Sister Mu Huan found an ancient scripture hidden in the Jing Pavilion. Because no one had looked through it all the year round, it had already been gnawed away by mice. There were only a few fragments left. We put them together and found that it was a strange curse. The most incredible thing was that those lines were about immortality. I was deeply attracted by the handwriting.

After the master taught him the curse, he once asked what the mystery of this strange curse was. At that time, Ji Yufu did say so.

- As a teacher, I have a younger brother who is not in good health. At that time, I thought that if I could use any way to retain his gradually disappearing life, even a curse, so I studied the ancient scroll repeatedly with my senior sister and finally learned the whole content of the curse.

Si Si looked very depressed and tired. Wei Tanyi didn't want to ask more questions and asked her to go back to the painting to rest.

When the master was found to curse the ancient scroll, the master was almost a year old, but according to quenching, Ji Yuci's whereabouts were unknown in his early twenties. It seemed that this curse did not come into use. On the contrary, it cast a little-known tragedy - he was determined to save his younger brother, but in the end, his brother ended up being immortal. People guarded the Fuqin Palace and watched the disciples die one by one. Shucheng, the only apprentice of the eldest brother Huaying, was also more than ten years older than him. The second sister Qian was a person who had rarely heard people mention his name. How did the master feel when he watched them grow up and grow old?

Not to mention those for the time being. Ji Yuci was seriously ill in those years. Whether he was taken to another place when he was alive or transported to another place after death, it is not very possible, but if he still stays in Heling - in today's capital, there is no reason to try repeatedly and find him.

Is it possible for a living person to be picked up by the immortal?

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For several nights, Wei Tanyi was thinking about the curse taught by the master a few days ago.

There are only a few crosses, which is not difficult to remember, but it is better to give him a painful curse. It is better for a cursed person to regret what he has done from the depths of his bones, crying to him heartbreakingly and repent to him...

He shook his head hard and suppressed his increasingly crazy thoughts.

How many people expect that they don't die when they are old? How can they be so cheap? This is not what he wants.

Master spoils them. If it is another spell martial arts, it must be taken. Only those cruel punishments, Ji Yufu has always refused to teach him. Tan Yi, if you can survive, you should grow up like a child, instead of making hatred haunt you all day long. Hatred is used to punish enemies, not to punish yourself. How can you be happy if you torture them? That man always says that to him.

He should know very well that he survived for revenge, and there was no other purpose.

"Bum!" Hearing the knock on the door, I knew who was coming. Wei Tanyi turned over impatiently: "Don't bother me!"

The person outside the door still broke in rudely and ran to the bedside and shook his arm: "Brother, don't sleep, wake up, wake up!"

I can't stand it. The little girl always comes to harass him when she can't sleep. Why doesn't she go to the master? The master will definitely tell her a story and sing a lullaby all night... Evil, he imagines the way the master sings and sleeps, and his whole body is going to goosebumps.

"Brother, wake up and don't sleep. Wake up quickly." The little arm has no strength, but it is also very hard to shake people tirelessly. Wei Tanyi finally surrendered, and the previous ten or more insistences were in vain.

He turned over and sat up, and tried his best to stand up: "Little sister, do you know that there is a difference between men and women, especially at night, and we can't live in the same room." He never believes this, but it's okay to coax an eight- or nine-year-old child, right?

Who knew that Rong Wo Xi didn't eat this at all and took his sleeve and said, "Who are you lying to? I'm in the same room with whoever I want to be in the same room with, and I can sleep with whoever I want to sleep with!"

"..." How to explain to her that those people who "releble for her to choose" in the past actually had other plans. They had to sleep together on their own will and other problems?

While he didn't know how to answer, the little girl squeezed into his bed and snatched his quilt and wrapped herself tightly: "You watch the night for me. Don't let those bloody people come to my dream!"

Wei Tanyi almost couldn't get up in one breath and pulled back his quilt hard: "Am I vigil for you? What kind of daughter do you think you are? Go back to your room! If you are afraid, go to the Lord of the Three Palaces. Don't think that if I occasionally let you, you should be bullied.

"Hmm," the little nose wrinkled, "I'm going to bully you, I'm going to bully you! If you are not happy, go and sue me in front of the master! Go, go, go!"

To put it bluntly, I can't wait to cause some earth-shaking things to be known by the master, which makes the whole Fuqin Palace suffer all grievances and goes to the master to cry every day. Do you still want to lie to him about this little trick?" You think that the master's ears are not clean, but I still don't let you do what you want. If you want to sleep, you can sleep. I'll lock the door tomorrow night and see how you can get in.

"Look at me!" He said something unconvinced, and soon thought of something and turned his eyes, "I'm asleep."

Wei Tanyi sat on the inside of the bed and planned to find Gu Pingluan to take her away after she was asleep, but he didn't expect that the scene in front of him made him forget his original intention.

Countless ghosts poured in from the ground, outside the wall, and from the roof. They all lacked arms and legs, or were bruised all over their bodies, crying, roaring, and pounced on the quietly sleeping sister.

It turned out that she said that she would have nightmares because of these things. Wei Tanyi was not sleepy at all. He quickly sat cross-legged and read the familiar mantra.

The groans that only he could hear gradually disappeared, and only he could see the withered description. As a descendant of the wizard guard family with a history of nearly 2,000 years, it was easy to dispel these ghosts. Those spells even began to learn after he could speak, which was personally awarded to him by his father...

There are only these left, these spells, this witch power, and the eyes of yin and yang exchanged for rebirth after the disaster. They left him nothing else.

Rong Chaoxi slept very deeply. It must have been a good dream that he hadn't had for a long time. Looking at the quiet sleeping face, he suddenly thought that maybe God sent her to the Fuqin Palace as a generous gift for himself.

"Well, in that case, I will allow you to sleep in my room."

But you must ask someone to move her bed tomorrow. He looks like after he falls asleep, but I don't want her to see it at all. It will only be more frightening than a nightmare.