Chapter 011

Cheng Hui can't speak, but as long as he doesn't make any "ababa" sounds, he is a very good listener.

The old man obviously did not want to tell his young disciples about his past great achievements, otherwise there was a high probability that they would laugh at him in return.

Cheng Hui was not naive enough to think that the Corpse Puppet Sect was such a good place and that the disciples here were so kind.

Although Zhang Yifan appears to be an amiable senior brother when facing Lin Qingyang, he is cold and unruly and difficult to talk to in front of outsiders.

Even Wuyouzi, the seemingly kind and gentle old grandfather, left an impression of being cold and ruthless in the minds of many people. It seemed that their "good" side was only reserved for those closest to them.

As a walking corpse, Cheng Hui can be seen everywhere in the Corpse Puppet Sect, and those low-level servants do not guard against these walking corpses at all.

A Xuan corpse that has truly awakened its spiritual intelligence usually behaves like an ordinary person, so there is no possibility of being mistaken.

Only a guy like Cheng Hui, who has cheats, could have found out so much information intentionally or unintentionally.

It was precisely because he had come into contact with this information that he had a very conflicted attitude towards the Corpse Puppet Sect.

Intellectually speaking, he knew that the Corpse Puppet Sect was not a legitimate sect. No matter how good their claims were, the people here essentially had some problems with their values.

It's easy to imagine that a group of people who play with corpses all day long and even eat and live with them, saying they are normal people? Who would believe it?

Emotionally speaking, Wuyouzi and Zhang Yifan treat Lin Qingyang really well.

Cheng Hui had a feeling that these people formed a circle of their own, and only those who were placed in the circle could enjoy normal care.

In short, these people are definitely not good people in the general sense, but Cheng Hui cannot regard them as bad people.

It's very contradictory.

Cheng Hui just listened to the old man's story silently. Maybe it was because he had been holding it in for too long, but the old man kept on talking about all sorts of things.

This also includes some of the experiences he gained when he went out to gain experience. These things are extremely valuable information to Cheng Hui at this time.

As a walking corpse, it is impossible for him to take the initiative to inquire about information. Being in the world of cultivation, it is absolutely impossible to say that he has no thoughts in his mind.

But as a person who is very clear-headed and follows his heart, he is very clear about the gap between ideals and reality.

Like he was… a corpse.

Theoretically, he has already embarked on the journey of cultivation, but the reality is that even a strong adult with a thicker stick can take care of him.

After listening to the old man's stories for an entire afternoon, Cheng Hui learned a lot. As it was getting dark, he felt Lin Qingyang calling him.

There is a very close connection between the disciples of the Corpse Puppet Sect and their natal corpses, not to mention someone like Lin Qingyang. As long as he wants, he can know where Cheng Hui is at any time.

"Huihui? Why are you here?"

Soon, Lin Qingyang trotted all the way to the library and saw Cheng Hui sitting quietly beside the old man. He looked at him in surprise.

Cheng Hui didn't say anything, but looked at Lin Qingyang with a dull expression. This was the behavior of a normal zombie.

To be honest, Cheng Hui was not sure whether Lin Qingyang knew about his specialness. Anyway, he felt that his acting skills were average. Although he had exhausted all his strength, he was not sure that he could hide it from the eight-year-old boy.

…

To be honest, he had never seen such a clingy little boy before, and this kid was also very cunning. It was hard to tell when he was acting and when he was being sincere...

Lin Qingyang always behaves well in front of Cheng Hui, and Cheng Hui always regards this as a child's dependence on acquaintances in a new environment.

It’s like children who are fostered in other people’s homes are always particularly sensible. They will unconsciously show their best side, as if this way they will not be abandoned.

Lin Qingyang gave Cheng Hui the same feeling, which made him feel distressed sometimes.

In his opinion, no matter how clever a child is, he is only eight years old after all. He has just arrived in a completely new environment, and his anxiety is probably no less than his own.

I don’t know if this can be considered a self-help strategy. Anyway, after a few times, Cheng Hui always has more patience when dealing with Lin Qingyang, and even the complaints in his heart have become much gentler.

"Huihui, let's go back? Okay?" Lin Qingyang walked to Cheng Hui, took his hand, and asked softly.

The old man chuckled. Lin Qingyang glanced at him and said gently, "Are you a new disciple?"

"Yes, I am a disciple of Thirteen Peaks." Lin Qingyang answered politely.

He didn't know who the old man was, but he knew that he couldn't underestimate anyone in the sect.

"Thirteen Peaks..." The old man seemed to recall something, and a momentary void appeared in his eyes. Then he came to his senses: "You must have just entered the sect, right? Is this your natal Xuan corpse?"

"Yes, may I ask, Senior, who is...?"

"I'm just an old man." The old man waved his hand. "You've only been practicing for a short time. Your natal Xuan corpse hasn't yet gained full spiritual intelligence and doesn't understand what you're saying. Why are you discussing this with him?"

Lin Qingyang showed an unhappy expression: "Senior, Huihui is my fiancé, it is natural for me to take care of him. How can I ignore his preferences and order him around just because he is ill?"

The old man was obviously shocked by the word "his fiancé". He probably didn't expect that an eight-year-old boy could say such a thing so confidently.

Fortunately, he had been in the Corpse Puppet Sect for a long time and was able to see everyone. He quickly regained his composure and asked, "Do you know that your fiancé is dead? Even if he regains his consciousness, he will no longer be the same person as before?"

"You're talking nonsense! Huihui is not dead, Huihui is Huihui!" Lin Qingyang was very angry, and what he said seemed inconsistent.

Cheng Hui's heart moved. Could it be that this child knew that his intelligence was complete?

The old man was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay, okay, your Huihui is not dead. So will you always treat your Huihui well from now on?"

"Of course! I will always like Huihui!" Lin Qingyang said as he hugged Cheng Hui tightly.

Cheng Hui's expression was still dull, but he felt helpless in his heart.

Why did this kid insist on hanging himself on this tree...

The old man looked into Lin Qingyang's eyes, as if he wanted to see his true thoughts from his eyes.

Afterwards, he shook his head. He was also stupid. What did a child know? He patted Lin Qingyang on the shoulder: "Your idea is very good. You must keep it up. We in the Xuanshi Sect must treat our Xuanshi well. Remember, you must protect him."

After saying that, he sighed and stopped talking, staring blankly into the distance, not knowing what he was recalling.

Lin Qingyang pulled Cheng Hui back slowly, and as he walked, he warned: "Huihui, don't run so far in the future. It's very dangerous outside."

Cheng Hui was helpless. Logically speaking, how could he, a zombie that could be seen everywhere, be dangerous? Could someone else be robbing him in the street?

Just as the past flashed through his mind, he heard someone suddenly speaking in the air.

"Hey...what a beautiful child?"

Cheng Hui: …My mouth must have been blessed, right?

Immediately afterwards, a gray-robed man fell from the sky, and his evil eyes fell on Lin Qingyang without any concealment.

As soon as Cheng Hui saw the man's eyes, he knew that he was not a good person. He hurriedly staggered in front of Lin Qingyang as if he was out of control, blocking the man's sight.

The man frowned in displeasure, but when he saw it was a zombie, he wasn't so angry anymore. After all, everyone knew what zombies were like. They even staggered when they walked, so how could they deliberately block his view?

He casually pushed the zombies aside and looked down at Lin Qingyang: "Hey, kid, are you a new disciple? Why haven't I seen you before?"

Cheng Hui fell to the ground uncontrollably, and out of the corner of his eye he saw Lin Qingyang staring at the man's hand.

Cheng Hui:??? What are you looking at his hands for? Why don’t you just run away?

Lin Qingyang slowly raised his head and showed an innocent smile: "Yes, my name is Lin Qingyang, what's yours, big brother?"

The gray-robed man's eyes lit up, and the evil in his eyes became even more intense. What beautiful eyes! If they could be dug out, it would definitely be a great collection!

He smiled even more happily, and his eyes turned slightly. The library was already very remote, and it was dark now, so there was no one to be seen.

He tried to speak gently, "Little brother, I'm your senior from Qifeng. Do you want to go to Qifeng with me?"

He didn't care whose disciple this child was. As long as he arrived at the Seventh Peak, he could just use the excuse that the child had upset him and he had driven him away. As for how the child died later, what did that have to do with him?

Without evidence, who could do anything to him? His father is the master of the Seven Peaks!

Lin Qingyang also smiled happily: "Really? Brother, are you going to take me to the Seven Peaks to play?" After saying this, he showed a bit of hesitation, "But Master won't let me go to other peaks to play. He said there are no good people in other places."

"Nonsense!" The gray-robed man pretended to be angry. "How could your master say that? I'm a good person, right? Oh, by the way, who is your master?"

"My master..." Lin Qingyang rolled his eyes and made a face: "I won't tell you!"

The gray-robed man didn't take it seriously, thinking his master was probably an elder with little power. Otherwise, why wouldn't the apprentice reveal his master's name? It was because revealing it was useless.

He felt relieved and became even more determined to kidnap the child.

"Come on, senior brother will take you to play at Qifeng." He stretched out his hand to pick up Lin Qingyang.

Lin Qingyang cleverly dodged the question: "Brother, I don't want to go to the Seven Peaks. It's just a mountain. Can you take me to some other interesting places?" He blinked and said cutely, "The places that Master doesn't allow me to go? If you can take me there, I'll go to the Seven Peaks with you."

"Oh? Your master doesn't allow you to go somewhere?" the gray-robed man said impatiently.

"It's the Diyin Cave."

The gray-robed man was startled. The Diyin Cave was a forbidden area of ​​the Corpse Puppet Sect, a place he didn't even dare to set foot in. How could this little brat actually want him to take him to the Diyin Cave? Was he crazy?

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