As expected, the last part of Nie Mingjue's body, the head, was here with Jin Guangyao.
In the past, Red Front Lord Nie Mingjue, who was invincible in the Sun Shooting Campaign and had the power of thunder in his anger, was sealed in the cramped place of this dark and secret room by many restrictions, never to see the light of day.
As long as Wei Wuxian unlocks the seal on his head, Chifeng Zun's body will be able to sense his head and find it on its own. He studied the restraints of the helmet for a moment, and was thinking about how to start. Suddenly, an unusually strong suction force hit him, and the flimsy paper body was pulled forward by a strong force, directly sticking to Nie Mingjue's forehead.
On the other side of the Jinlin Terrace, Lan Wangji sat next to Wei Wuxian, staring at his face. After looking at it for a long time, he moved his fingers slightly, lowered his eyelashes, raised his hand and touched his lips lightly.
Very light, very light, just as light as the one the paper man hit on it just now.
Suddenly, Wei Wuxian's hands moved slightly, and his fingers clenched into fists. Lan Wangji's eyes narrowed, and he helped him into his arms. He raised his face and saw that Wei Wuxian's eyes were still closed, but his brows were furrowed. He frowned tightly.
Wei Wuxian on the other side of the secret room had no time to react. The dead who have too strong resentment will radiate their own hatred and resentment to others, thereby venting their anger and contaminating their own emotions. Many troubles are caused by this. In fact, this is the principle of empathy. If Wei Wuxian was using his physical body at the moment, and the physical body was a line of defense for his soul, as long as he refused, there would be no chance of any resentment trying to infect him. But now that he was possessed by a thin piece of paper, his defense would inevitably be greatly weakened. The distance was too close, and Nie Mingjue's resentment was so strong that he could be affected without paying attention. One moment he was complaining that something bad was going on, but the next moment he smelled blood.
It had been many years since he had smelled such strong blood. Something in his bones was instantly awakened, and the noise boiled up. As soon as he opened his eyes, there was a flash of sword light, a shadow of blood, a head flying high, and its body falling down suddenly.
This person whose body and head are separated has a robe with a blazing sun pattern on his back. Wei Wuxian watched "himself" put the sword back into its sheath, and a deep voice came from his mouth: "Pick up the head, hang it up, and show it to Wen Gou."
Someone behind him responded: "Yes!"
Wei Wuxian knew who this person was who was beheaded with a single sword.
Wen Xu, the eldest son of Wen Ruohan, the head of the Wen family in Qishan. This man was intercepted and killed in the river by Nie Mingjue, and his head was decapitated with a knife. He also picked up his head and hung it in front of the battle to demonstrate to the Wen family monks. The corpse was cut into thousands of pieces by the angry Nie family monks, crushed into minced meat, and smeared on the ground.
Nie Mingjue glanced at the corpse on the ground, kicked it away, put his hand on the handle of the knife, and slowly looked around.
Chifeng Zun is very tall. The last time he had empathy with A-Qing, Wei Wuxian's field of vision was extremely short, but this time his field of vision was much higher than his usual. Looking around, there were countless dead and wounded, some were wearing blazing robes of the sun, some had the animal head family crest of the Qinghe Nie family on their backs, and some had no family logo, almost 30% each. The scene was very tragic, and the smell of blood was strong. Soar into the sky. He glanced around and stepped forward, as if to check if there were any Wen family monks who were still breathing. At this time, there was a clicking sound from a tile-roofed room nearby. Nie Mingjue waved his long sword and struck a The sharp wind of the knife swept over and split open the simple door of the tile-roofed house, revealing a frightened mother and daughter behind the door. The tile-roofed house was dilapidated and there were few things in the house. They had nowhere to hide. They hid under a table and hugged each other tightly, not daring to let out any air. The young woman's wide-open eyes reflected Nie Mingjue's bloody and murderous look. Tears streamed down his face, but the girl in her arms had already opened her mouth, frozen in fear.
Nie Mingjue's frown relaxed slightly when he saw that they were just an ordinary mother and daughter, probably civilians who would be able to escape after the war here. A subordinate happened to follow behind him. He didn't know what was going on and shouted: "Sect Master?"
The mother and daughter only knew that they were living a good life. Suddenly, several groups of cultivators came and killed them until the sky was dark and the sun and the moon were dim. They didn't understand what was good and what was bad. They were afraid when they saw people with swords and swords, thinking that they would definitely die. , looking increasingly frightened. Nie Mingjue glanced at them, restrained his murderous intent, and said, "It's okay."
He lowered the hand holding the knife and walked steadily to the side. The young woman instantly hugged her daughter and collapsed on the ground. After a while, she couldn't help but sob softly.
After walking a few steps, Nie Mingjue suddenly paused and asked his subordinates behind him: "Who was the last monk who stayed behind when we cleared the battlefield last time?"
The subordinate was slightly startled and said: "Standing at the end? This... I didn't remember clearly..."
Nie Mingjue frowned and said, "Tell me when you remember."
He continued to walk forward, and the monk hurriedly asked the others, and soon caught up with him and said, "Sect Master! I've asked clearly. The name of the last monk who stayed behind when cleaning the battlefield last time is Meng Yao."
Upon hearing this name, Nie Mingjue raised his eyebrows slightly, seeming to be slightly surprised.
Wei Wuxian knew why. Before Jin Guangyao recognized his ancestor and returned to the clan, his mother's surname was his first name, Meng Yao. This was no secret. Moreover, this name was once "famous".
In the future, Lianfangzun Jin Guangyao, who would stand on the top of Jinlin Terrace and turn his hands to cover the clouds and rain, saw what it was like for him to go up to Jinlin Terrace for the first time. Although few people have seen it with their own eyes, the rumors have been spread in detail. Jin Guangyao's mother was a well-known figure in Yunmeng School. She was known as a talented pyrotechnic girl. It was said that she played the piano well, could write well, was well-educated, and was better than a lady among the ladies. Of course, no matter how good it is, when it comes to other people's mouths, a prostitute is still a prostitute. Jin Guangshan came across Yunmeng occasionally, so naturally he couldn't miss this famous prostitute who was in the limelight at that time. He lingered with Meng Nu for several days, left a token, and left with satisfaction. After returning home, of course, just like countless times before, I left this once romantic woman behind.
In comparison, Mo Xuanyu and his mother were already quite favored. At least Jin Guangshan later remembered that he had such a son and took him back to Jinlintai. Meng Yao was not so lucky. After the son of a prostitute was not as good as a good family, Meng Nu gave birth to a son for Jin Guangshan alone. Just like the second lady Mo, she waited and waited, longing for the immortal leader to come back to pick up her and the child, and carefully taught Meng Yao, and gave birth to a son. He will prepare to advance to the Immortal Sect in the future. However, when the son reached ten years old, there was still no news from his father, and Meng Nu was already critically ill.
Before she died, she gave her son Jin Guangshan the token she had left behind and asked him to go to Jinlin Tower to find a way out. So, Meng Yao packed his bags and set off from Yunmeng. After traveling through mountains and rivers, they arrived at Lanling. When they arrived at the Jinlin Tower, Meng Yao was blocked from the door, so he took out his token and asked for notification.
The token given by Jin Guangshan is a pearl button. This is not a rare item in the Lanling Jin Sect, so you can grab a lot of it. The most common use was to give it to a beautiful woman when Jin Guangshan went out to fiddle with flowers and hunt wild food. He would hold this beautiful little object as a rare treasure and match it with the eternal oath to promise the next life. Just give it away and forget it after giving it away.
Meng Yao's arrival was really unlucky, as it happened to be Jin Zixuan's birthday. Jin Guangshan and Mrs. Jin were hosting a banquet to celebrate the birthday of their precious son, and many family members were present. Three hours later, it was getting dark. They wanted to put out lanterns to pray for blessings, and got up to go out. Only then did the servant look around and come to inform them. When Mrs. Jin saw the pearl button, she thought of Jin Guangshan's past misdeeds, and her face turned dark on the spot. Jin Guangshan hurriedly crushed the pearl into pieces, loudly reprimanded the servant, and ordered him to drive away the people outside so that they wouldn't run into them when they went out to put out lights.
Then, Meng Yao was kicked off the Jinlin Platform and rolled from the top level to the bottom level.
It is said that after he got up, he said nothing, wiped the blood from his forehead, patted the dust on his body, and left with his luggage on his back.
After the Sun Shooting Campaign began, Meng Yao joined the Nie family in Qinghe.
Nie Mingjue's Qinghe Nie clan monks and enlisted casual cultivators were stationed in several places, one of which was located in an unknown mountain range in Hejian. Nie Mingjue hiked up the mountain. Before he could get closer, he saw a boy in a cloth shirt emerging from the green forest with a bamboo tube.
The young man seemed to have just returned from fetching water. His steps were a little tired. He was about to enter the cave when he suddenly stopped again. He stood outside the cave and listened attentively for a while, seeming hesitant to go in. In the end, he silently walked in the other direction with the bamboo tube.
After walking for a while, he found a place on the roadside and squatted down. He took out some white dry food from his arms and ate it slowly with water.
Nie Mingjue walked towards him. The young man was immersed in eating when he was suddenly enveloped by a tall shadow. When he raised his head, he quickly collected the food, stood up and said, "Sect Master Nie."
This young man was smaller in stature, with a white face and green eyebrows. It was Jin Guangyao's cute face that took advantage of him. At this time, he had not yet gone to Jinlin Terrace to recognize his ancestors and return to his clan, so naturally there was no trace of Mingzhi cinnabar on his forehead. Nie Mingjue was obviously impressed by his face and asked, "Meng Yao?"
Meng Yao said respectfully: "Yes."
Nie Mingjue asked, "Why don't you go into the cave to rest like everyone else?"
Meng Yao opened his mouth and smiled awkwardly, as if he didn't know what to say. Seeing this, Nie Mingjue passed him and walked toward the cave. Meng Yao looked like she wanted to pull him away, but didn't dare. He made no sound, so he walked straight out of the cave without anyone noticing. Everyone inside was still talking happily:
"...Yes, that's him."
"No way! Jin Guangshan's son? Can Jin Guangshan's son become a virtuous person like us? Why don't you go back to find his father? You can save him from having to work so hard with just a few clicks."
"Do you think he doesn't want to go back? He went all the way from Yunmeng to Lanling with the token, didn't he just want to recognize this father?"
"Then his calculation was wrong. Madam Jin Guangshan is very powerful."
"It's not what I said. Jin Guangshan had so many children outside. He had at least a dozen sons and daughters. Do you think he recognized any of them? If he made such a mess, he would be humiliating himself."
"As for people, you just can't look forward to things you shouldn't look forward to. Who is to blame if you fall and get a bloody head? No one can blame you. You asked for it."
"Aren't you stupid! There is Jin Zixuan, what other son does Jin Guangshan care about? Not to mention that he was born to a prostitute who was ridden by thousands of people. The devil knows whose son it is. I think Jin Guangshan is also murmuring in his heart. Don't you dare admit it! Hahahaha…"
"No way! I think he doesn't even remember that he had such an experience with that woman."
"I'm actually quite happy when I think that Jin Guangshan's son will accept his fate and fetch water for us, hahaha..."
"You're just accepting your fate. He has worked hard. Didn't you see how hard he works? He is running around all day doing this and being so diligent. He just hopes that his father will recognize him when he becomes famous."
Anger surged in Nie Mingjue's heart, burning straight into Wei Wuxian's chest.
His hand suddenly pressed on the handle of the knife, and Meng Yao quickly reached out to stop him, but couldn't stop. The knife was unsheathed, and a rock fell to the ground in front of the cave. There were dozens of resting monks sitting in the cave. They were so frightened by the collapse of the rock that they all jumped up and drew their swords. The bamboo drinking tubes they held in their hands fell to the ground with a crackle. Immediately, Nie Mingjue shouted: "You are drinking the water that others brought you, but you are saying vicious words in your mouth! Didn't you surrender to me to kill Wen Gou, but you came to chew on me?!"
There was a commotion in the cave. Everyone knew Chifengzun's temper. The more he defended, the more angry he became. Today, he was afraid that he would not be able to escape punishment, so he had to admit it honestly, so no one dared to speak. Nie Mingjue sneered, did not enter the cave, and said to Meng Yao, "Come with me."
He turned around and walked down the mountain, and Meng Yao followed him. The two of them walked for a while, but Meng Yao's head became lower and lower, and his steps became heavier and heavier.
After a long while, he said: "Thank you very much, Sect Master Nie."
Nie Mingjue said: "A man should act upright and stand up straight, and don't care about the gossip of idle people."
Meng Yao nodded and said, "Yes."
Although he responded like this, there was still a trace of sadness on his face. Nie Mingjue helped him out like this today, which made him feel pressured for a while. In the future, those monks will definitely get back a hundred times more, so how can they not worry about it.
Nie Mingjue said: "The more these people talk nonsense behind your back, the more you will make them speechless. I have seen you go out into battle. Every time you are in front of the battle, and every time you stay at the end to evacuate and resettle the civilians." .Well done, keep it up."
Hearing this, Meng Yao was slightly startled and raised his head a little. Nie Mingjue added: "Your swordsmanship is very agile, but not solid. You need to practice more."
This is already a straightforward encouragement. Meng Yao said hurriedly: "Thank you, Sect Master Nie, for the suggestion."
Wei Wuxian knew in his heart that no matter how hard he practiced, he would never be able to become solid. Jin Guangyao is no different from ordinary children from aristocratic families. His foundation is too poor and he will never be able to reach a higher level. Therefore, in the way of cultivation, he can only seek broadness and breadth, but not refinement and depth. This is why he combines the strengths of hundreds of schools and dabbles in the unique skills of various schools. This is also the reason why he was once criticized as a "skill-stealer".
Hejian was an important place in the Sun Shooting Campaign, and it was also Nie Mingjue's main battlefield. It was like a copper wall and an iron wall, lying beside the Qishan Wen family, preventing them from invading eastward or southward. The Nie family of Qinghe and the Wen family of Qishan had an old grudge, which they had been suppressing for a long time. After the war began, the two sides broke out. There were countless battles, big and small, and the bloodshed was endless. The common people in the Hejian area suffered deeply. The Wen family in Qishan naturally had no scruples, but the Nie family in Qinghe had to be scrupulous.
Under such circumstances, Meng Yao, who took the trouble to clean up the battlefield and comfort the civilians after every battle, attracted more and more attention from Nie Mingjue. After a few times, Nie Mingjue directly promoted him to his side as deputy envoy. Meng Yao also seized the opportunity and could safely complete the assigned tasks every time. Therefore, at this time, Jin Guangyao not only did not always receive harsh lessons from Nie Mingjue like he would later, but was actually admired and valued by him. And Wei Wuxian has heard too many jokes such as "Lianfangzun ran away when he heard Chifengzun arrived", and every time he saw Meng Yao living peacefully with Nie Mingjue, even like a fish in water, he felt very fantasy.
On this day, the Hejian battlefield welcomed a guest.
During the Battle of Shooting the Sun, each of the three statues had a good name and good stories. Chifeng Zun Nie Mingjue is invincible, and the land he passes through is so warm that no grass grows. Zewu Lord Lan Xichen was different from him. After the situation in Gusu stabilized and Lan Qiren stood firm, he often went out to provide support and rescued people in dire straits. During the Sun Shooting Campaign, he regained lost territory and captured people countless times. Therefore, everyone was ecstatic when they heard his name, as if they had a glimmer of hope and a life-saving trump card.
Every time Lan Xichen escorts other monks through the river, he will stop for a while as a transit point. Nie Mingjue personally led him into a bright and spacious hall, where there were several monks sitting in front of the hall.
Although Lan Xichen's appearance was almost exactly the same as Lan Wangji's, Wei Wuxian could tell who they were at a glance. However, when he saw this face, he couldn't help but feel something in his heart, thinking to himself: "I don't know. How is your body now? The paper-cut incarnation is invaded by resentment. Will there be something wrong with the physical body? Will Lan Zhan notice that something is wrong? "
After a few words of greeting, Meng Yao, who had been standing behind Nie Mingjue, came out and brought tea cups to everyone. In front of the formation, one person is used as a six-person team, and there is no room for handymen or maids. Therefore, these daily chores are also taken over by Jin Guangyao, who is the deputy envoy. Several monks saw his appearance clearly. They were startled at first, and then had different expressions. Jin Guangshan's "romantic anecdotes" have always been a source of gossip that spread quickly and widely. Meng Yao has been a famous laughing stock for a while, but a few people recognize him. Probably thinking that the son of a prostitute might have something unclean on him, the monks took the tea cup from his hands and did not drink it. Instead, they put it aside and took out a white handkerchief. As if feeling uncomfortable, he intentionally or unintentionally wiped the finger that had just touched the tea cup repeatedly. Nie Mingjue was not a meticulous person and had never noticed such details, but Wei Wuxian caught them with the corner of his eye. Meng Yao ignored him as if he hadn't seen him, his smile didn't drop even a little, and he continued to serve tea. When Lan Xichen took the tea cup, he looked up at him and said with a smile, "Thank you."
He immediately lowered his head and took a sip before continuing to talk to Nie Mingjue. The monks nearby felt a little uncomfortable when they saw it.
Nie Mingjue, who had always been serious about his words, actually softened his expression towards Lan Xichen and said, "How long will you stay?"
Lan Xichen said: "I'd like to take advantage of brother Mingjue to stay one night. We'll set off tomorrow to meet up with Wangji."
Nie Mingjue asked: "Where are you going?"
Lan Xichen said: "Go to Jiangling."
Nie Mingjue frowned and said, "Jiang Ling is still in Wen Gou's hands."
Lan Xichen said: "It was gone two days ago. Now, it is in the hands of the Yunmeng Jiang family."
A family head said: "Sect Leader Nie doesn't know, but Sect Leader Jiang from Yunmeng is very prestigious in that area."
Another person said: "How can we not be majestic? Wei Wuxian can defeat a million troops by himself, who else is he afraid of? There is no need to run around like us and sit firmly on one side. This is really lucky..."
Someone realized that this was not the right thing to say and hurriedly said: "Oh, thanks to the support from Lord Zewu and Lord Hanguang, otherwise many aristocratic families and innocent civilians would have been poisoned by Wen Gou."
Nie Mingjue said, "Where is your brother?"
Lan Xichen nodded and said, "He took people there early in the month."
Nie Mingjue said: "Your brother has a very high level of cultivation. He can do it alone, so what else are you going to do?"
Hearing Nie Mingjue praise Lan Wangji for his high level of cultivation, Wei Wuxian was inexplicably happy and thought to himself, "Chiefeng Zun, you have great vision."
Lan Xichen sighed: "I'm sorry to say that, after Wangji left, he seemed to have had a lot of trouble with Mr. Wei from the Yunmeng Jiang Sect. I think I should go take a look."
Nie Mingjue asked, "What's going on?"
One person said: "It seems that Lord Hanguang got into a dispute with Wei Wuxian because his methods were too evil and weird. It is said that Lord Hanguang scolded Wei Wuxian in person. He said he was insulting a human body, being cruel and murderous, and losing his true nature." Something like that. But people over there are talking about the Battle of Jiangling, and Wei Wuxian is said to be so magical, I would like to see it with my own eyes if I have the chance."
What this person said was pretty good. It was a bit exaggerated. He and Lan Wangji were said to have fought while killing Wen Gou on the battlefield. In fact, their relationship back then was not as incompatible as others said. I hate it, but it's just a little unpleasant. During that time, Wei Wuxian was digging graves every day, and Lan Wangji was always making bad comments about things that were harmful to the body and mind. In frontal fights or sneak attacks, the two of them tend to be very angry and violent, so they often end up unhappy. Now that Wei Wuxian was listening to people talking about these things, it felt like he was in another world - he suddenly remembered that it wasn't like he was in another world.
One person said: "In my opinion, there is no need for Hanguang-Jun to be so generous. The living people are almost dead, so why bother with the corpses of the dead?"
Another person echoed: "Yes, it's an extraordinary period. Sect Master Jiang is right, in terms of evil, who is more evil than Wen Gou? Anyway, he is on our side, so it's okay to kill Wen Gou." "
Wei Wuxian thought to himself, "That's not what you said when you surrounded me later."
Soon, Lan Xichen and others got up, and Meng Yao led them to the repair area. Nie Mingjue returned to his room, took out a slender sword, and took it with him to find Lan Xichen.
Unexpectedly, before they even got closer, they heard the two of them talking inside the house. Lan Xichen said: "What a coincidence, you ended up under Brother Mingjue's banner and became his deputy envoy."
Meng Yao said: "Thanks to Lord Chifeng for his recognition and promotion."
Lan Xichen smiled and said: "Brother Mingjue has a fiery temperament. It is not easy for you to be promoted and appreciated by him." After a pause, he added: "Recently, the Lanling Jin Sect's head Jin has been very supportive in the Langxie area. Suffering, we are recruiting talented people."
Meng Yao was slightly startled and said: "Master Zewu, what do you mean..."
Lan Xichen said: "You don't have to be so reserved. I remember you told me that you hope to gain a place in the Lanling Jin clan and gain your father's approval. Now you have a foothold and something to show for under Brother Mingjue's banner. of heaven and earth, is this hope still the same?"
Meng Yao seemed to be holding his breath and concentrating. After a long moment of silence, he replied: "...still the same."
Lan Xichen said: "I think so."
Meng Yao said: "But I am now the deputy envoy of Sect Master Nie. Sect Master Nie has shown me the kindness of knowing me. No matter whether it is still the same or not, I cannot leave Hejian."
Lan Xichen pondered for a moment and said: "That's true. Even if you want to go, I'm afraid it's hard to ask. But I believe that if you ask, Brother Mingjue will respect your choice. In case he refuses to let go Man, I can still give you some advice."
Nie Mingjue suddenly asked: "Why don't you want to?"
He pushed the door open and entered the room. Lan Xichen and Meng Yao were sitting opposite each other, both with serious expressions. They were slightly surprised to see him appear. Meng Yao suddenly stood up. Before he could speak, Nie Mingjue said, "Sit down."
Meng Yao didn't move. Nie Mingjue added, "I will write you a letter of recommendation tomorrow."
Meng Yao said: "Sect Master Nie?"
Nie Mingjue said, "You can take this letter to Langxie and find your father."
Meng Yao hurriedly said: "Sect Master Nie, if you heard everything just now, you should have heard what I said..."
Nie Mingjue interrupted him: "I didn't promote you to repay my kindness. I just think that you are capable enough and a person that suits my liking, so you should stay in this position. If you really want to repay me, the battlefield Just kill a few more warm dogs!"
Hearing this, Meng Yao, who was always eloquent and eloquent, actually choked up. Lan Xichen smiled and said, "Look, as I said, Brother Mingjue will respect your choice."
Meng Yao's eyes turned red and he said: "Sect Master Nie, Lord Zewu...I..."
He lowered his head and said: "...I really don't know what to say."
Nie Mingjue sat down and said, "I don't know what to say, so don't say it."
He put the other sword on the table. Lan Xichen saw it and smiled: "Huaisang's sword?"
Nie Mingjue said: "Although he is safe with you, he must not neglect his homework. Make others available to supervise him. I will check his sword skills and mental skills next time we meet."
Lan Xichen said: "Huaisang originally claimed that the knife was left at home, but now there is no reason to be lazy."
Nie Mingjue said, "Speaking of which, have you seen him before?"
Meng Yao said: "Jun Zewu, I have seen him before."
Nie Mingjue asked: "Where? When?"
Lan Xichen smiled and shook his head: "It's better not to say anything. It will be a lifelong shame. Brother Mingjue, please don't ask again."
Nie Mingjue said: "Why are you afraid of being embarrassed in front of me? Meng Yao said."
Meng Yao said, "Since Mr. Zewu doesn't want to tell, I can only keep it a secret."
The three of them talked to each other, talking about business for a while, and chatting for a while. It was much more relaxed and casual than the chat in the living room just now. Listening to their chat, Wei Wuxian couldn't help but want to interrupt, but he couldn't. He thought to himself: "Their relationship is really not bad at this time. Mr. Zewu is pretty good at chatting, but why is Lan Zhan so bad at chatting? But , he doesn't know how to chat, so he's fine if he keeps his mouth shut. Even after I say something, he just listens to 'um' and 'um', which is fine. What's this called..."
Not long ago, Meng Yao left Hejian with Nie Mingjue's letter of recommendation and set off for Langxie.
After he left, Nie Mingjue replaced him with a deputy, but according to Wei Wuxian, he was always a little behind the times. Meng Yao is a rare talent who is astute and smart. He can understand things that are not spoken, and he can do very well with three points when speaking. He does it neatly and never sloppily. Once you're used to him, it's hard not to compare yourself to someone else.
After a period of time, the Lanling Jin Sect, which was struggling to support Langxie, could no longer bear it any longer, and Lan Xichen happened to go to another place to provide support. Jin Guangshan Gai sent a request for help to Hejian, and Nie Mingjue arrived for help.
After the battle, Jin Guangshan came over to express his gratitude. Nie Mingjue talked to him briefly and concisely, and then asked: "Sect Master Jin, what does Meng Yao do now?"
Jin Guangshan heard him mention this name and said, "Meng Yao? This... don't be surprised, Sect Master Nie, who is this person?"
Nie Mingjue immediately frowned. The story of Meng Yao being kicked off the Jinlin Terrace had been rumored for a long time. Even others knew about this farce. There was no way the person involved could not remember the name. Anyone with a thin skin would not be embarrassed to pretend to be stupid, but Jin Guangshan was a bit more shameless. Not thin either.
Nie Mingjue said coldly: "Meng Yao was my former deputy envoy. I wrote a letter and asked him to bring it."
Jin Guangshan continued to pretend to be stupid and said: "Really? But I have never seen any letter here, nor have I seen this person. Alas, if I had known that Master Nie had sent a deputy envoy, I would have treated him well. . But did something go wrong?"
He only said perfunctorily that he could not remember clearly and had never heard of this person. Nie Mingjue's face grew colder and colder, sensing that there must be something wrong with him, so he left unceremoniously. After asking the other monks for a while but finding nothing, Nie Mingjue looked for a few places and walked randomly, passing by a small forest.
The woods were very secluded. They had just experienced a sneak attack and a fight, and the battlefield had not yet been cleared. As Nie Mingjue walked along the road, there were corpses of monks wearing the costumes of the Wen family, the Jin family, and a few other families.
Suddenly, a "chichi" sound came from the front.
Nie Mingjue put his hand on the handle of the knife and dived over. When he was brushing the leaves in the forest, he saw Meng Yao standing among the piles of corpses on the ground. He turned his wrist and pulled out a long sword from the chest of a monk.
His expression was extremely calm, his shots were steady and fast, and he was extremely cautious, not even a drop of blood was stained on his body.
This sword is not his own. The hilt has a flaming iron ornament. It belongs to a monk from the Wen family.
Swordsmanship is also Wen's swordsmanship.
And the man who died under his sword was wearing a Venus Snow Wave Robe. He is a monk of the Lanling Jin Sect.
Nie Mingjue saw this scene in his eyes and without saying a word, the blade of the knife unsheathed an inch and made a sharp sound.
Hearing the familiar sound of unsheathing, Meng Yao shuddered and turned around so hard that his soul almost flew away: "...Sect Master Nie?"
Nie Mingjue pulled out all the long knives from the sheath. The sword was bright, but the blade was slightly blood red. Wei Wuxian could feel the overwhelming anger, disappointment and hatred coming from him.
Meng Yao knew Nie Mingjue's character best. He dropped his sword with a clang and said, "Sect Master Nie, Sect Master Nie! Please wait, please wait! Listen to my explanation!"
Nie Mingjue shouted: "What do you want to explain?!"
Meng Yao rolled over and crawled over, saying: "I have no choice, I have no choice!"
Nie Mingjue said angrily: "Why are you forced to do so?! What did I say when I sent you here?!"
Meng Yao knelt down at his feet and said: "Sect Master Nie, Sect Master Nie, listen to me! I joined the Lanling Jin Sect, and this person is my superior. He looks down on me on weekdays, and often insults and scolds me in every possible way... "
Nie Mingjue said, "So you killed him?"
Meng Yao said: "No! It's not because of this! What kind of humiliation can I not bear? Why can't I bear just beatings and scoldings! It's just that every time we captured a stronghold of the Wen family, I spent a lot of effort and painstaking efforts to make plans. On the battlefield, Charge into battle, but with a few words and a few strokes of pen, he attributed the military achievements to himself, saying that it had nothing to do with me. This is not the first time, every time, every time! I reasoned with him, and he I didn't care at all. I looked for others, but no one was willing to listen to me. Just now, he said that my mother, my mother was... I couldn't bear it anymore, and I was so angry that I lost my mind!"
Terrified, he spoke quickly, fearing that Nie Mingjue would chop him down without letting him finish. However, he still explained things clearly and clearly, emphasizing in every sentence how hateful others were and how innocent he was. Nie Mingjue picked up his collar, lifted it up, and said, "You lied!"
Meng Yao shuddered. Nie Mingjue stared into his eyes and said word by word: "You couldn't bear it anymore, and you were so angry that you made a mistake? When a person who was so angry that he started to kill someone, would he have the same expression as you just now? Would he deliberately choose this person just now? Had a fight in a hidden forest? Would you deliberately use Wen's sword and Wen's swordsmanship to kill him, and pretend to be a Wen dog to attack him secretly so that you could frame him? You've obviously been planning this for a long time!"
Meng Yao raised his hands and swore: "What I said is true! Every word is true!"
Nie Mingjue said angrily: "Even if it's true, you can't kill him! It's just a little battle merit! Do you care so much about this vanity?!"
Meng Yao murmured: "Just a little battle merit?"
He said in a trembling voice: "...What do you mean by just a little battle merit? Lord Chifeng, do you know how much effort I have put in for this little battle merit? How much suffering I have suffered? Vanity? Without this little vanity, I have nothing!" "
Nie Mingjue looked at him with tears in his eyes and trembling. The contrast with his calm killing scene just now was too strong, so the impact was too great, and the scene has not faded. He said: "Meng Yao, let me ask you, when I first met you, did you deliberately act like you were being bullied and weak, so that I could stand up for you? If I didn't stand up for you, Will you kill all those people like you did today?"
Meng Yao's Adam's apple rolled and a drop of cold sweat fell down. Just as he was about to speak, Nie Mingjue shouted: "Don't lie in front of me!"
Meng Yao got excited, swallowed the words in his stomach, knelt on the ground, trembling all over, and gripped the five fingers of his right hand tightly into the soil.
After a long while, Nie Mingjue slowly put the knife back into its sheath and said, "I won't touch you."
Meng Yao suddenly raised his head, and Nie Mingjue said again: "Go and confess your guilt to the Lanling Jin Sect. Deal with it how you want."
After being stunned for a long time, Meng Yao said: "...Chiefeng Zun, I cannot stop at this step."
Nie Mingjue said: "You are taking the wrong step."
Meng Yao said: "You are trying to kill me."
Nie Mingjue said: "If what you said is true, it's no use. Go and repent."
Meng Yao whispered: "...My father hasn't seen me yet."
It's not that Jin Guangshan didn't see him.
Just pretend not to know his existence.
In the end, under Nie Mingjue's pressure, Meng Yao still said "yes" with difficulty.
After a while of silence, Nie Mingjue said, "Get up."
Meng Yao was in a daze as his whole body was exhausted. He stood up from the ground and staggered a few steps. Nie Mingjue saw that he seemed to be falling and gave him a hand. Meng Yao murmured: "...Thank you, Sect Master Nie."
Nie Mingjue looked at his dejected look and turned around. Unexpectedly, he suddenly heard him say: "...it still doesn't work."
Nie Mingjue turned around suddenly, and at some point, Meng Yao had a long sword in his hand.
He had pointed the sword at his abdomen and said with a desperate expression: "Sect Master Nie, I am unworthy of your great kindness."
As he said that, he stabbed hard. Nie Mingjue's pupils shrank suddenly, and he grabbed the sword with his hand, but it was too late. The sword in Meng Yao's hand instantly pierced his abdomen and emerged from his back. His whole body collapsed in a pool of blood from others.
Nie Mingjue was stunned for a moment, then rushed forward, half-knelt on the ground, turned over his body, and said: "What are you...!!!"
Meng Yao turned pale, glanced at him feebly, smiled bitterly and said, "Sect Master Nie, I..."
Before he finished speaking, he slowly lowered his head. Nie Mingjue supported his body, avoiding the edge of the sword, and pressed his palm on his heart to release a burst of spiritual power. Unexpectedly, his body suddenly trembled slightly, and a cold spiritual current came continuously from his abdomen.
Wei Wuxian had already known that there was a scam, so he wasn't that surprised. But Nie Mingjue probably never expected that Meng Yao would really kill him. Therefore, when he couldn't move and watched Meng Yao slowly get up in front of him, he was still more shocked than angry.
Meng Yao must have carefully calculated how to avoid the vital point. He calmly and carefully pulled out the long sword from his abdomen, bringing out the bright red blade and a bunch of bloody splashes. He pressed the wound and it was considered done. . But Nie Mingjue still maintained the same posture as when he went to rescue him, half-kneeling on the ground, raising his head slightly, and looking into his eyes.
Nie Mingjue didn't say anything, and Meng Yao didn't say anything either. He put his sword into its sheath, bowed to him, and ran away without looking back.
He just admitted his mistake and agreed to collect the crime, but in the blink of an eye, he pretended to commit suicide and escaped without a trace. It was probably the first time for Nie Mingjue to see such a shameless person, and this person was also a confidant he had promoted in the past. . For this reason, he became furious and was particularly brutal when confronting the Wen family monks. When Lan Xichen came to help Langxie a few days later, his anger had not subsided. Lan Xichen smiled as soon as he arrived: "Brother Mingjue is so angry, where is Meng Yao? Why don't you come and put out your anger?"
Nie Mingjue said: "Don't mention this person!"
He recounted Lan Xichen's story about Meng Yao's murder and his escape by pretending to die. After listening to it, Lan Xichen was stunned and said, "How could this happen? Is there some misunderstanding?"
Nie Mingjue said, "You were caught red-handed by me. Is there any misunderstanding?"
Lan Xichen thought for a moment and said: "From what he said, the person he killed was indeed at fault, but he really shouldn't have killed him. In extraordinary times, it is difficult to judge. I wonder where he is now?"
Nie Mingjue said sternly: "He better not be caught by me, otherwise I will sacrifice his knife to me!"
However, it turned out to be a prophecy. In the next few years, Meng Yao seemed to have suddenly disappeared, disappearing into the sea without any trace.
Nie Mingjue used to admire and respect Meng Yao, but now he hates her deeply. Whenever he was mentioned, he always had an angry look on his face and couldn't say anything. After he was sure there was no news, he refused to talk about this person with others.
Nie Mingjue never got close to others and rarely talked to others. Finally, he found a capable and trusting subordinate who recognized his abilities and his personality. Who would have expected that this person's true face was not at all As he thought, it was no wonder that his rebound emotions were so strong.
Just as Wei Wuxian was thinking this, he suddenly felt a splitting headache. His bones felt as if they had been run over by a chariot. They creaked at the slightest movement and he was unable to move. Opening his eyes, his vision was so blurred that he could barely make out the many figures sitting on the cold black jade floor of the hall. Nie Mingjue seemed to have suffered a head injury, and the wound was numb. Dried blood was solidified on his eyes and face. If he moved slightly, warm blood would crawl up and down his forehead.
Wei Wuxian was surprised.
Nie Mingjue was almost invincible during the Sun Shooting Campaign. The enemy couldn't even get close to him, let alone being so seriously injured.
What's happening here? !
There was a slight movement beside him. Wei Wuxian glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw a few blurry figures. He managed to focus his sight and saw clearly that they were several monks wearing blazing robes of the blazing sun. These people were kneeling forward on the ground in a skillful kneeling posture.
Wei Wuxian: "…"
Suddenly, a chilling sense of oppression surrounded him, reaching Wei Wuxian through Nie Mingjue's limbs. Nie Mingjue raised his head slightly and saw a huge jade throne at the end of the black jade paved floor. There is a person sitting on it.
The distance was not close, and Nie Mingjue was blinded by the blood at this moment, unable to see clearly the true face of this person in Lushan. However, he could guess who it was without looking clearly.
At this time, the door of the main hall opened and a person came in.
The disciples in the main hall were all kneeling on the ground, but this man, apart from bowing slightly and bowing his head in salute when entering, was not like them. He walked forward as if nothing had happened, passing through the long jade pavement. On the ground, walking to the end, it seemed that I was possessed and listened to the man on the Amyrlin Seat saying a few words, and then turned this way.
Slowly walking closer, the man quietly looked at Nie Mingjue, who was still struggling to hold himself up after being covered in blood for a while. He seemed to smile and said, "Sect Master Nie, it's been a long time."
Who is this voice if it's not Meng Yao?