The past of the Fifth Wing

Qin Ruqing watched it for a while with unprecedented seriousness.

The current plot is that the young Fifth Wing, because he ate the flesh and blood of monsters twice, caused the former patriarch of the Fifth Clan, that is, Fifth Wing's biological father, to be furious.

"Eating the flesh and blood of monsters, more than once, is this something a normal person, the son of a fairy patriarch, can do?" Fifth Mao looked at Fifth Wing, raised his voice in anger, and his face was full of disbelief.

He pointed the whip at Fifth Wing.

"You were in your mother's belly for thirteen months and finally you dragged your mother to death. She had the cultivation level of a Yuanying, but she was dragged to death by a parasite like you! The tribesmen all said you were a monster, but I still protected you. And this is how you repay me? Do you have to prove your reputation as a monster before you can stop?" Diwu Mao's eyes were full of disappointment and confusion.

Seeing the boy, who was only eight or nine years old, raising his head, his pupils were so dark that they were a little seeping, and he said in a flat voice: "Don't adult cultivators like your father also cultivate with the essence and blood of monsters? Why can't I do that?"

"We are cultivating, what are you?" Diwu Sheng couldn't help but scold, "You can't control your natural desire to kill! You are bloodthirsty! If you tell others, outsiders might think that the son of the Immortal Clan leader actually practiced evil magic, and the face of the Fifth Family will be completely lost by you!"

The boy raised the corner of his mouth indifferently, which looked like a smile, but was full of endless ridicule.

"My mother died, I lost the face of the Fifth Family, and I killed a monster, which also lost the face of the Fifth Family. Why, the face of the Fifth Family is always on me, and I have to lose it for no reason?"

Qin Ruqing: Poof~

OK. She originally wanted to say that Diwu Lingyu was completely different when he was a child than when he grew up, but now after listening to a few sentences, she found that his venomous tongue was exactly the same as when he grew up.

Good retort!

Qin Ruqing was just having fun, but Diwu Mao was just angry. His hand holding the whip was shaking, and then he was so angry that he whipped Diwu Lingyu again.

He had controlled the strength precisely in the previous few times, but this time he was a little off, which made him lose his temper.

How could a child withstand the whip of the Immortal Clan Leader without controlling his strength? Diwu Lingyu was whipped and flew away. When he raised his head, a whip mark as thick as a little finger was clearly visible at the place where his cheek connected to the base of his neck, and blood was oozing out.

Diwu Mao's expression was flustered for a moment, and he realized that he had whipped too hard. When he saw the bright red whip mark on Diwu Lingyu's face, he showed obvious regret.

But this regret did not last long.

Diwu Lingyu's gaze slowly moved up, and finally met Diwu Mao's.

He looked at Diwu Mao, his eyes gradually became fierce, like an angry beast cub, revealing obvious murderous intent.

A child, facing his father so clearly and sharply. He was going to kill him.

Diwu Mao was stunned, and the next moment he felt cold all over.

He couldn't help but think of his wife's exhausted face before her death, as if all the nutrients in her body had been sucked dry.

Later his wife died.

This child who had been nurtured for thirteen months crawled out of his wife's belly.

Diwu Mao had complicated feelings about this child. Outsiders said that the child was a freak and a monster. In response to such remarks, Diwu Mao was more protective. He instinctively protected the child that his wife had given birth to with all her life.

Until he found out that the child had an extremely strong murderous heart.

Until he found out that the child had stolen the flesh and blood of monsters, and had done it once, twice, and three times.

In addition, this time, he witnessed with his own eyes that the child showed murderous intentions towards his father.

He really wanted to kill himself!

Just because he whipped him a few times.

Diwu Mao finally dared to confirm that this child was indeed a monster.

He closed his eyes tightly, and when he opened them, he was completely indifferent. He looked down at Diwu Lingyu and said:

"As a father, I discipline you, but after whipping you a few times, you want to kill me. You have such a bad temper, I can't control you, you will just fend for yourself in the future."

Diwu Lingyu, who was still a boy, was stunned, as if he suddenly pulled himself out of a state, and his eyes returned to clarity and gentleness.

He felt his father's disappointment and began to get scared. He

called out "Dad" in a low voice. The

momentum was actually rising and falling. Diwu Lingyu's weakness as the youngest son gave Diwu Mao the opportunity to vent his emotions. Diwu Mao asked him sternly: "Will you dare to do it again in the future?" The boy Diwu Lingyu said: "I won't dare." This sentence of dare and dare not seemed to lay the foundation for the early father-son relationship. From then on, the role playing was clear, one was the superior and the other was the inferior. Diwu Mao stared at Diwu Lingyu for a long time and believed the sentence "I won't dare" - he didn't believe that his son was a normal person. - He believed that his son could at least be saved and had a heart to change for the better. Diwu Mao kept a closer eye on Diwu Lingyu from then on. Whenever Diwu Lingyu showed any abnormal state, Diwu Mao would whip him. "That is to say, Lingyu Big Dog is not that bad compared to this freak, but his father is already stressed out." Qin Ruqing couldn't help but criticize after watching several clips in the illusion. " It's just eating some raw monster flesh and blood, what's that? I've eaten it before!" Although he was forced to eat, "The Immortal Clan Leader is just surprised by the rare things he sees." Qin Ruqing curled her lips with disdain. She continued to watch. The illusion pictures are not continuous, but more fragmented, giving people the feeling of being in a mess. Some timelines are still messy, and even the phenomenon of reversed narration appears. For example, now, the fifth Lingyu has grown up in an instant. He has become a more familiar appearance to Qin Ruqing, with broad shoulders and a big body, and gorgeous and cold facial features. But there is a hint of unfamiliarity in the familiarity. At least in Qin Ruqing's impression, the Fifth Wing had never shown a vulnerable and compromising side. Qin Ruqing said that he had not yet evolved into a complete pervert. The first time the Fifth Wing had grown up, he was sent to the Four Prisons. After the first two prisons, he received a Heaven-level rating, which was higher than his cousin, the Fifth Youlin.

This almost proves that he is a rare genius in the Fifth Family.

He didn't look very happy, but he definitely told Diwu Mao the news with a hint of expectation.

In the end, he only got a casual remark, "It's okay."

Qin Ruqing appeared outside the window, looking at Diwu Lingyu in the house from the outside through the window.

Half of his face was hidden in the shadows, and Qin Ruqing saw that the corner of his half-exposed mouth slumped slightly.

Apart from that, he said nothing.

Qin Ruqing watched Diwu Lingyu leave, and she remained where she was.

Not long after, the introverted father in the house actually showed a rare smile, which was very abrupt on his serious face.

Diwu Mao drank happily, and even called his subordinate Diwu Jia (Big Foot Director) to drink and chat with him all night.

Diwu Jia looked confused, not understanding why the patriarch was so happy.

Diwu Mao only said a few words when the wine jug was empty and no more wine could be poured,

"Lingyu has grown up!"

Diwu Jia understood instantly that he was happy for his son.

Lingyu got the heavenly rating, and he should be happy.

Qin Ruqing stood by the window and noticed something keenly.

- No one else in the Diwu family knew that Diwu Lingyu was a "monster" .

Diwu Mao kept this news secret.

Two years later, Diwu Lingyu came of age.

He chose to go to the third prison on his birthday, but this time he only got the lowest yellow rating.

Fifth Immortal Grade, no direct disciple has ever received such a low score, which almost means that this boy is not suitable for the Fifth Family's lineage and has almost no talent.

The unspeakable and terrible shadow hidden in the heart of Fifth Mao emerged again:

Lingyu is certainly not suitable for practicing Yuansheng, and certainly does not have the talent for Yuansheng.

Because he is a monster!

How can he be favored by the Yuansheng lineage that requires the world to be cared for when he is born with a murderous heart?

"This father is insane." Qin Ruqing couldn't help but comment.

"But combined with the death of his wife and the public pressure as the patriarch, it is not impossible to understand. But he is still sick."

Qin Ruqing was eager to see the back, but the illusion began to go crazy again, and the timeline was adjusted back.

It was the scene of Fifth Lingyu standing in front of a tombstone.

He looked at the grave and said expressionlessly: "Everyone says that you died because of giving birth to me. What a pity, why did you give birth to me? I didn't want to come to this world in the first place. Isn't the fact that you couldn't give birth after thirteen months of trying to give birth enough to prove that."

"You gave birth to me without my permission, and died because of it. How sad."

"Your man feels guilty about your death, and hates me from the bottom of his heart."

"I have tolerated him enough."

"But it doesn't matter, who asked you to give birth to me. I will try my best to be a normal person, even though I hate the Fifth Family so much."

"I will go to hell tomorrow, I hope that man will be satisfied."

...

"He will never be satisfied with you no matter what you do!" Qin Ruqing stood next to the Fifth Feather and said to him as if he could hear it.

"You are born with a dark and perverted mentality, and your father became dark and twisted later in life. This is even more difficult to cure. Just like you can't wake up a person who pretends to be asleep, your father is also trapped by his own thoughts. If you have any slight movement, he will associate it with monsters."

"Repeatedly prove, repeatedly confirm. He is trapped in a quagmire of thinking. From the day your mother died because of you, he can never get out of it."

"But he still loves you. It's a pity that you can't see it."

...

Diwu Mao beat Diwu Lingyu again when he knew that Diwu Lingyu killed a member of the Diwu clan.

Diwu Mao suppressed the matter himself, but chose to beat his son violently behind people's backs.

"This time, how are you going to explain it?" Diwu Mao said with extreme disappointment and even a little sadness.

He really didn't understand. He was cautious and took good care of Lingyu like a seedling, for fear that he would grow crooked and go astray.

The result was that the Fifth Wing became even more powerful.

When he was young, he was just a raw eater of monsters, but now he has evolved into killing his own people.

The Fifth Wing knelt on the ground, not saying a word.

At this point, no words could solve the knot between the father and son.

Qin Ruqing squatted beside the Fifth Lingyu, "Why don't you explain? Are you mute? Aren't you very talkative when you are pretending to be funny?"

"Hurry up and tell your father that the man is the son of your father's political enemy. He has attacked you behind your back several times, and when the assassination attempts failed, he tried to provoke you with words and even insulted your father, so you couldn't help but kill him. Why don't you say it?"

Qin Ruqing saw with his own eyes that the man originally wanted to kill the Fifth Lingyu, but because he was not strong enough, he was subdued by the Fifth Lingyu. So in shame and anger, he began to spit feces from his mouth.

"Do you think your father has kept it a secret? Everyone knows that you are a monster who killed your own mother! Who can give birth after being in the mother's womb for thirteen months? Ha! I don't know how many gossipers your father has dealt with behind the scenes. As a clan leader, do you think he is clean? It's a pity that a monster is a monster. A fairy clan leader is so naive that he tries to correct you. Hahahaha-ah!"

The fifth feather firmly and unquestionably pinched his neck.

His movements were so frivolous, his slender hands pinched the man's neck as if he was pinching an ant.

His eyes were calm, not like he was killing someone, but more like he was appreciating.

Appreciating an intuitive death.

Appreciating a disgusting person, slowly revealing his ugliness in his hands.

But this scene happened to be seen by a servant passing by. The servant was frightened by Diwu Lingyu's expression on the spot.

When Diwu Lingyu turned his head, he crawled up and ran away as if he was looking at a monster, and reported to the clan leader.

Then Diwu Mao knew about it.

Diwu Lingyu's silence at this time became a provocation and disdain in Diwu Mao's eyes.

He raised his hand, wanting to slap Diwu Lingyu again, but he was too weak to put it down.

He had no strength left.

Diwu Mao said, "Go away, just pretend that I don't have a son like you."

Diwu Lingyu knelt on the ground and looked at Diwu Mao coldly. Seeing this, Diwu Mao couldn't help but say,

"Why, you look at me like that again, do you want to kill me again? You just killed your tribesmen, and I didn't have time to clean up your mess, and you want to kill me, your biological father, right?"

Diwu Lingyu asked expressionlessly, "If I kill you, will you not call me a monster, and will you not ask me to change myself?"

"Ha." Seeing that this wicked son really admitted it, Diwu Mao really didn't know what to say. He stood up and looked down at Diwu Lingyu.

"What qualifications do you have to kill a fairy clan leader? What do you rely on? Relying on your innate murderous heart that has no reason? You are just a monster who can't practice the original Taoist tradition and has unnecessary murderous desires. You can only be dominated by your low-level desires, unacceptable to the world, dark, cowardly, and will never get ahead!"

Diwu Mao didn't even look like he was mocking.

With a calm face, he told his son the objective facts that had been hidden in his heart.

Qin Ruqing didn't have the heart to look at Diwu Lingyu's expression.

She pretended to be relaxed and said: "Play ball, now you really want to kill your father."

"Why can the parents in this world really achieve a mixture of love and hate, with real love and real hate?"

With a sigh, Qin Ruqing turned her head to look at Diwu Lingyu.

"It's a pity that you can't feel it, you only see the real hatred."

The Fifth Wing was demoted.

Because he killed his clansmen, he was exiled to a deserted island in the Central Region Sea.

Of course he couldn't run away. The Fifth Family's identity bronze bell is both a mark and a shackle.

"Your father still showed mercy." Qin Ruqing said to the Fifth Wing on the deserted island.

"In a noble family, mutilating brothers and sisters is a serious crime, which is unacceptable in any family. Although every family has dirty deeds, you admitted it yourself, which makes it difficult to deal with."

"Your punishment is considered light. Xiao Tang was expelled from the family at that time."

There is no deadline for the Fifth Wing's exile.

It seems that the Fifth Mao's original intention was to lock up the Fifth Wing until the clansmen forgot about this matter. At that time, he had his own way to erase his son's "stain" from the history books

. Unfortunately, Diwu Mao didn't have time to implement his plan.

The upper-class family organized the first Guixu expedition, and Diwu Mao took the initiative to ask for permission to lead the team to Guixu. Of course,

those upper-class people could not have imagined what would happen in Guixu later. The purpose of the organization's first expedition was nothing more than to explore Guixu and try to find a complete inheritance.

But in his heart, unknown to others, Diwu Mao had other purposes.

He vaguely realized that Diwu Lingyu's natural murderous heart seemed to be very mysterious, and he planned to find opportunities in Guixu to help his son wash away his murderous anger and get rid of the identity of a "monster".

Diwu Mao did not tell anyone about his plan. Only his subordinate Diwu Jia vaguely knew some of the inside story.

Qin Ruqing shook his head when he saw this.

You first firmly believe that Diwu Lingyu is a "monster", so you want to do everything you can to save and correct him.

With this kind of thinking, the identity of Diwu Lingyu as a monster will never be washed away for the rest of his life.

Diwu Lingyu was brought back from the deserted island because the patriarch was dying and wanted to see his son for the last time.

Qin Ruqing could sense the shock of Diwu Lingyu when he heard the news, even though there was no expression on his face.

Big Foot sighed, and hesitated to speak: "Your father broke into the Immortal Tomb barrier, it seems that he wanted to fight for some opportunity for you. In the end, he got the opportunity, but he was also attacked by the barrier power... Now he is only holding on to his last breath, let's hurry up and leave."

Qin Ruqing understood when she heard this, "attacked by the power of the Immortal Tomb barrier", this barrier power is the residual power of more than a thousand ancient immortals who sacrificed in the killing array.

It can keep the souls of these ancient immortals for thousands of years; it can protect Guixu; and trap the soul of the ancient beast king.

Even now, the barrier has dissipated, and there is still the last bit of power, which is sealed in the star disk in her hand.

Such a vast power, even the head of the Immortal Clan cannot resist it.

Diwu Mao will not survive. The fact that he was able to hold on to his last breath and see Fifth Wing Feather for the last time was a sign of his high level of cultivation.

When Fifth Wing Feather saw Fifth Mao, he was already on the verge of death.

But he was holding something tightly in his hand. When he saw Fifth Wing Feather, the breath he had held on to was almost gone.

But Fifth Mao still held on.

He couldn't speak, but just looked at Fifth Wing Feather with emotional eyes and slightly moved his tightly clenched hands.

Fifth Wing Feather was silent, as if he understood something, took a step forward, and opened his palm upwards.

As expected, Fifth Mao let go of the thing in his hand.

It was an ancient green jade slip.

He looked at Fifth Wing Feather, opened his lips slightly, and said a sentence with difficulty:

"Be... a normal person."

Fifth Mao died.

He left Fifth Wing Feather a jade slip and a request to be a normal person.

Qin Ruqing guessed that the jade slip was probably left in the residence of Zhiming Immortal Venerable. It was indeed because of this jade slip that Fifth Lingyu took a different path.

As for the normal person's entrustment, Qin Ruqing was pessimistic about it.

There was no way Fifth Lingyu would listen.

The death of his father might be a huge change for Fifth Lingyu, but it would never turn in the direction that Fifth Mao expected.

Sure enough -

"You think you are the patriarch of the immortal clan, but you are so stupid." Fifth Lingyu stood in front of Fifth Mao's tombstone, next to his mother's tomb, and said with a slight mockery on his lips.

"Normal person? Who is abnormal?"

"I need you to risk your life to find an opportunity to save me?" Fifth Lingyu's voice was puzzled and mocking.

Qin Ruqing also heard frustration.

How could he not be frustrated.

His father forced a label on him, and in the end, his father died because of this label.

How can the Fifth Wing Feather make peace with this label?

The Fifth Wing Feather chose not to reconcile.

"What is normal? Just because you are called the Fifth, you must practice the origin of the Taoism and care about the world. It is normal to be respectful to the superiors and humble to the subordinates."

"I won't."

"I will prove to you in my own way that you are wrong."

"The way you died is so stupid."

"You are a useless immortal with only status and cultivation."

Standing in front of the grave, the Fifth Wing Feather responded to the words that the Fifth Mao had once cursed him.

The Fifth Mao died, and his brother the Fifth Sheng succeeded the position of the head of the Immortal Clan.

The Fifth Wing Feather's temperament changed drastically since then, and he began to play around in the human world.

Diwu Sheng followed his brother's will and helped Diwu Lingyu to cover up the fact that he had "abused his people".

Diwu Lingyu did not express any gratitude. A year later, he asked to go to Xiling in the Southern Region.

Diwu Sheng agreed.

Qin Ruqing thought the illusion was over when she saw this, but the image started to flow again.

She stood up and heard a familiar whip crack, accompanied by Diwu Mao's voice:

"Evil obstacle——!"

It was back to the beginning.

All the images began to repeat as if they were rewound.

Diwu Lingyu seemed to be immersed in a nightmare that kept revolving.

What repeated in the dream were all the vivid memories in his memory.

It was a pity that he was a little unlucky, and all his vivid memories brought him pain.

When the scene repeated for the third time, Qin Ruqing planned to leave.

She looked at the fifth feather and said,

"I'm leaving."

"Before I leave, let me tell you a little secret - even though you can't hear it."

"Do you feel like you were pretending when you were a comedian?"

"You feel like your smile is painful."

"Your cruel and brutal appearance is the real you?"

"Let me, a standard comedian, tell you, it's not necessarily true~"

Qin Ruqing's gaze turned to the void, "At first, I wasn't what I am now. At a certain point in time, I decided to change, and thus became what I am now."

"The past was true, and the present is true as well."

"The person on the back is myself, and the person on the front is also myself."

Qin Ruqing turned around and looked at the fifth feather again:

"Your father still doesn't have much experience. He still doesn't understand how complex human beings are."

"I'm leaving."

Because she was leaving, Qin Ruqing didn't know that the fifth feather, who was laughing in the illusion, suddenly stopped.

I looked in the direction she left.