Years of ignorance of wine and dipped lips

Chapter 40 About Names

Memories opened very noisy, full of voices, bustling.

But if you look closely, you can see that the people walking around are all demon cultivators, and most of them are dressed in strange clothes, with a fierce aura.

It's probably a place like the Devil's Bazaar.

In an inconspicuous corner, there was a stall owner who wrapped himself up tightly, yelling and selling, with only a pair of sensitive and rolling eyes exposed under the cloak, looking at passers-by.

Although it was a bit weird, but this is the Demon Realm after all, there are a lot of strange things, so no one pays attention to him.

His eyes were mainly focused on the goods on his booth.

It was a small wire cage, usually used to house roe deer and hares.

But now, locked inside was a ragged toddler, hugging his knees and weeping.

It is also the crying that attracts these "customers".

A big and round Moxiu directly grabbed the cage and put it in front of his eyes, teasingly said: "Yo, it's a mortal doll, how old is it? Are you weaned?"

The toddler raised his head and made a five with his fingers.

Although his face was dirty, I still recognized it as Jing Nian.

No, wasn't Jing Nian taken away by Bai Shaohan?How can it be reduced to a commodity that anyone can pick and choose in the Demon Realm Bazaar?

The demon cultivator's companion said: "What are you talking about? Anyway, it's bought to feed the magic pet, and it's fine if it's a child."

The other party laughed, and patted the back of the monster as big as a hill behind him. "This beast is very picky eater, he wants to eat tender meat."

It opened its mouth full of fangs, and let out a low growl, Jing Nian frowned slightly, showing no sign of fear.

The stall owner sneered, "Then you have found the right place."

Moxiu glanced at his empty shelves, a little disgusted. "Why don't you grab more dolls? You see, these slender arms and legs, and the cage is not enough to fit between the teeth."

"I really don't know the goods. This child is not a mortal, but a hybrid of Xianxiu and Moxiu. It is very rare, so even if you spend all your money, you can't afford it."

After finishing speaking, he snapped his fingers, and the young boy covered his head suddenly, demonic energy flowed out from the seven orifices, his immature face twisted and twitched due to the pain, and he even bumped into the cage door, his head was bleeding continuously.

The two demon cultivators stared at him closely, the greed in their eyes almost overflowed, and they wanted to eat his flesh alive. "I heard that the mixed blood of the fairy and the devil is very talented, and its roots are excellent. If it is made into a furnace, it must be the best. It's a pity that the price is so high..."

I understand why Jing Nian reacted so badly when he almost sold the furnace to the pawn shop.

A sense of guilt welled up in my heart, but the dream was all about what had happened, and there was no way to remedy it, I could only watch him suffer.

Seeing that Mo Xiu was tempted, the stall owner put his hands back into his sleeves, Jing Nian's torment stopped, and his whole body was drenched in cold sweat.

"If you really want it, you can choose a part to cut off and buy it."

Moxiu grabbed the cage and looked at Jing Nian little by little. When he saw that the blackness of the demon energy dissipated and his eyes returned to a clear glass color, he said decisively: "Then dig out these eyes."

The stall owner was silent.

Moxiu thought he didn't hear it, so he raised his voice and said, "Are you going to sell it or not?"

It was Xiao Jingnian who spoke, and asked crisply, "Uncle, have you ever seen a person with the same eyes as mine?"

"Never."

"Alright then, Palace Master said, you are useless."

Before the words fell, the demon cultivator exploded and died, blood splattered everywhere, obviously the masterpiece of the "stall owner" behind him.Jing Nian wiped the blood on his body casually, the color of his clothes had long been unrecognizable, his face was numb, as if he was used to this scene.Without resting, he hugged his knees again and began to pretend to cry, waiting for the next fish to be hooked.

It wasn't until dark that all the people in the market dispersed, and the weird stall owner who hadn't sold anything left with a cage. He walked all the way to the outside of the Demon Realm, all the camouflage peeled off from his body, and he turned into the familiar appearance of Palace Master Bai .

Bai Shaohan put down the cage, and began to wrap his unrecognizable face full of burn scars with gauze,

Jing Nian silently crawled out of the cage, knelt on the ground, moved his knees and stepped back a few feet away to wait for instructions, looking cautious, even though he was still in his prime.

Not long after, the shadow guards also returned to their lives.

"What progress?"

"Reporting to Palace Master, my subordinates have been visiting the Demon Realm for many days, but they still haven't found a Demon Cultivator who has met your master."

The voice of the shadow guard who reported was getting smaller and smaller, and there was a bean of sweat on his forehead.

"Useless things, cut them off by yourself."

Bai Shaohan looked at the corpse that committed suicide and apologized, and said sharply to Yu Yingwei: "You are all top spies and killers carefully cultivated by Duye Palace, how come you can't find anyone?!"

"Palace lord, forgive me! Give me some more time, and we will definitely bring back the thief's head!"

"Five years! Master has been gone for five years!" Bai Shaohan became more and more violent, smashing the cage at his feet with one palm. "And the demon cultivator who defiled her and killed her doesn't even know his name! All of you wine bags and rice bags, why don't you all be buried with her!"

To be honest, although five years has been a long time, it is still rare to see someone whose temperament has changed so much like Bai Shaohan.

In addition, his cultivation has also leapt to the stage of transforming gods, and he can even take over the mantle of the old palace master of Duye Palace.Could it be that after Xuan Ning's death, he was hit too hard, and he cultivated the way of ruthlessness in a chance meeting?

It doesn't seem to be quite like it, Elder Xunfeng who also practiced the ruthless way in the sect is not so frightening.

The shadow guards were trembling like they were walking on thin ice, not daring to make a sound.No one noticed that the small figure kneeling on the periphery swayed slightly.Jing Nian drooped his head, his face was flushed, it was obvious that he had caught a cold due to his thin clothes and day and night fatigue.He wanted to breathe into the palm of his hand to warm his body, opened his mouth, but let out a half-cough, but hurriedly covered it with his hand, afraid of being heard.

After Bai Shaohan vented, he calmed down, and as if nothing had happened, he said indifferently: "Moyu can't find any clues, so let's start with Wuyunzong, let's discuss it after returning to the palace."

Jing Nian got up now, trying to keep up with them, but he knew it was futile, he struggled again and again, and still shouted: "Palace Master!"

Bai Shaohan stopped in his tracks, glanced at him, and said sarcastically, "You little bastard, you can't walk anywhere, what are you doing here? I'm leaving you to fend for yourself, don't know what to do."

Jing Nian pursed his lips, a little at a loss, the meaning of his life so far is to be used, and he has never been treated as a human being, and now that the cage is suddenly gone, he really doesn't know what to do, so he can only plead in a low voice: "Gong Lord, don't leave me."

Bai Shaohan thought for a moment and agreed. "I almost forgot, with your fundamental aptitude, those old fellows from the Wuyun Sect will definitely take a fancy to you, and you can indeed be the second candidate to infiltrate undercover."

"Follow the Palace Master's arrangement." Jing Nian calmed down, raised his head inadvertently, and met Bai Shaohan's eyes.

In the next second, he was kicked out severely. "How many times have I said, don't look at me with these eyes!"

Bai Shaohan was still angry, and wanted to teach Jing Nian a lesson, but was interrupted.

"Palace Master, I'm late." A voice resounded from afar, and in an instant, a young man in a moon-white short shirt appeared in sight. Frost flower fan, respectfully kneel down.

It turned out to be Bai Shuang back then, only in his early ten years old, but the Shen Yun was not much different from now.Bai Shaohan's face softened, and he said softly: "It's not too late, get up quickly, Shuang'er, I knew you were safe, how is your investigation in Wuyunzong?"

As if a paternal style.

They are also subordinates, the situation of Jing Nian and Bai Shuang can be described as very different.

But in the final analysis, Jing Nian couldn't decide his own origin, but he was forced to bear Bai Shaohan's hatred.

How unfair.

"Since Elder Xuan's accident, the Wuyun Sect has been refusing to accept outsiders in order to hide from the rumors. Elder Xunfeng made an exception to accept me not long ago. The master master and other elders were quite critical. It is difficult to insert us eyeliner."

"So, can we just let it go?"

Bai Shuang glanced at Jing Nian whose expression had faded from the corner of his eye, and added: "That's not true, it just needs some opportunities, and extraordinary aptitude alone is not enough."

"In your opinion, what kind of opportunity is it?"

"In the humble opinion of my subordinates, since they love feathers, they should start with this weakness and let Wuyunzong's reputation be discredited."

Bai Shaohan smiled and said: "That's right, I have a plan."

Then he turned his head to look at Jing Nian. The latter was still lying on the ground, and he had just been kicked by a cultivator at the transformation stage. The pain was far beyond the threshold of a five-year-old child, and he couldn't stand up for the time being.

"To find a family to take you in, you must have no monk blood at all, so that you won't be suspected by Wu Yunzong. After that, I will make my own arrangements."

Bai Shaohan whispered in his ear and warned, "Don't take chances. Although you are different from other shadow guards and cannot be controlled by night's breath, I have planted a demon in your sea of ​​consciousness. If you dare to disobey the order , will be backlashed by the devil blood in the body and die."

Sure enough, I knew that Wang Xie who suddenly appeared in the Jing residence, Jing Nian who successfully entered the Wuyun Sect, and even his fate were all planned by others.

After they left, Jing Nian struggled to get up. He had a high fever, was tired and hungry, and walked to the town by force, then passed out. After an unknown amount of time, he was awakened by the crisp sound of firecrackers in the morning, and he slapped himself off in a daze. The tasseled red shredded paper suddenly dawned on me.

It turns out that the New Year is coming.

A child who was about the same age as Jing Nian wore new clothes and played past him. Jing Nian kept his eyes on the pear wood gate in front of him. There were festive Spring Festival couplets pasted on both sides. Someone pushed open the door and urged: "Go, go, little beggar, what are you going to beg for when it's Chinese New Year? Bad luck."

"Excuse me, is there any shortage of work in your house?"

"Oh, it turned out that he was a prostitute. Come in. I'm going to get the deed of prostitution. What's your name?"

"no name."

"Parents didn't take it?"

"No parents."

"Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, so your name is Jing Nian."