It is indeed a jade-inducing thing.
He still held the Geomancer's Shovel. With this magical artifact in hand, even if he were devoured by the mountain monster, he could quickly dig a way out. Therefore, his presence here wasn't surprising. After all, the sound of Quan Yizhen pounding on the wall just now was truly earth-shattering.
Because the images he saw were different, Xie Lian felt extremely uncomfortable. He blinked gently, realizing that even with his right eye closed, he could still see the outside world. So he simply closed his eyes. Suddenly, his vision trembled slightly, then spun violently from side to side. It seemed as if Quan Yizhen had finally woken up and shook his head.
Seeing him look up, Yinyu moved quickly, raising his hand to cover his face with a ghost mask. However, Quan Yizhen had no time to pay attention to him, because he had just woken up and his whole body shrank back.
The mountain monster sucked in a larger part of Quan Yizhen's body!
While his hands were still exposed, Quan Yizhen continued to pound on the wall while trying to pull himself out. But the mountain monster, perhaps a thousand years old and possessing immense magical power, opened its mouth and sucked in again, sinking Quan Yizhen deeper and deeper until the pounding ceased, seemingly dragging both hands into the stone wall. At that moment, the mountain monster ceased its movements. Only Quan Yizhen's head remained exposed.
It seemed that he had only just noticed that there was someone standing below him, and without hesitation he asked, "Who are you?"
Yinyu didn't answer, but shot two glances through the mask.
That look was terrifying. Xie Lian couldn't help but think, "...this doesn't look like someone wanting to reminisce about the past, does it?"
Quan Yizhen continued without hesitation: "Is that a shovel in your hand? Help me dig the wall open. I want to get out."
He always spoke like this. Innocent, matter-of-fact, fearless, like a child. He didn't even ask who the other person was, asking for help, not considering whether the strange black shadow appearing in this scene and atmosphere was out to take his head. Hearing these two words, Yinyu's grip on the geomancer's shovel gradually tightened.
In a moment, he grasped the gleaming shovel and slowly approached Quan Yizhen. With each step, he resembled a murderer about to commit a major crime. Seeing this, Xie Lian felt a slight trepidation. "...Wait, why do I feel like he's planning to shovel Qiying's head off?"
Hua Cheng said, "Maybe."
Xie Lian: “???”
Hua Cheng added, "However, we can't let him kill Quan Yizhen just yet. Right now, the mountain monster can only eat him raw, which is difficult to digest. But if Quan Yizhen dies and only his body remains, it will be much easier to digest. The mountain monster has eaten the priest, and his magic power has increased greatly. I'm afraid it will be more difficult for us to escape."
Xie Lian hurriedly said, "Wait, wait. Sanlang, let's put this aside for now. Yinyu is your subordinate. Based on your understanding of him, do you think he would kill Qiying? Is there some deep hatred between them?"
Qiying was so eager to find Yinyu. As a fellow disciple, he couldn't have failed to see through him over the years. He figured it was because Quan Yizhen thought Yinyu was worth it. And given Quan Yizhen's personality, he wouldn't have done anything to warrant his death. Huacheng said, "No. However, sometimes, the decision to kill someone isn't necessarily driven by one or two deep-seated grudges; it can also stem from smaller things. Even things you're not aware of."
Xie Lian asked, “What’s the small matter?”
As soon as he finished speaking, the scene in his right eye changed. It wasn't the red robe on Hua Cheng's chest, nor the scene of a man and his head facing each other outside the stone wall, but a street. Just as Xie Lian was about to ask what this was, he heard a commotion coming from the front.
I saw a group of Taoists gathered on the road, seemingly surrounding someone and shouting and cursing. Upon closer inspection, I discovered a child squatting among the group, with curly hair and a bloody face.
An ordinary child would have been frightened to tears by such a scene, but this child, only about ten years old, was not afraid at all. Instead, he seemed quite excited, looking left and right, clenching his fists, and eager to try. At this time, a young Taoist priest pushed through the crowd and said, "Forget it, stop scolding him. He should know he is wrong."
Xie Lian let out a soft “eh.”
This young Taoist had bright eyes, a radiant face, and a straight back. He was actually Yin Yu.
However, whether it was because Yinyu was now a true young man, or perhaps because he was full of vigor and vitality, he had lost the dullness of time. Instead, he looked much more vivid than the faint impression Xie Lian had left on him when they first met. Anyone who saw him would praise him as a good young man. They were two completely different people. Xie Lian thought to himself, "Now he's not so ordinary after all!"
Hua Cheng laughed heartily and said, "Who hasn't been a teenager?"
Xie Lian then realized he had accidentally said it, and asked, "Sanlang's right eye can actually see something like this?"
Hua Chengdao: "It wasn't my right eye that saw it, it was something else that saw it, I just borrowed it to have a look."
Xie Lian said, "A wonderful method. A unique method."
Hua Cheng said, "It's simple. If you want to pick a subordinate, you have to uncover every detail about him. I'm quite good at this. If you need anything in the future, brother, just come to me."
At this moment, in the scene they saw with their right eyes, another handsome Taoist priest of the same age as Yinyu angrily shouted, "He knows he's wrong! Does he look like he knows he's wrong? This brat doesn't understand anything! Let's do some good morning exercises and beat him up with rocks and mud. We have to teach him a lesson!"
Yinyu stopped him and said, "Forget it, Jianyu. He's been beaten like this, he won't dare to do it again next time. You should vent your anger. What else is there to teach him? If you teach him any more, someone will die. Look at the way this kid is dressed. There must be no one at home to teach him. Leave him alone and go back to cool off your anger."
Jian Yu turned around and said angrily: "I'm telling you, this brat is mentally ill. He's not normal! Look, he's still smiling after being beaten! He even wants to beat him up again!"
As Yin Yu pushed them away, he said, "Ah! You already said he was mentally ill, why bother with him?"
It was clear that Yinyu's words carried great weight among his fellow disciples. Although they were indignant, they still returned. Yinyu looked at the child sitting on the ground and squatted down. Before he could say anything, the child grabbed a handful of mud and threw it in his face, his expression still excited.
Yinyu was caught red-handed and was speechless for a moment. He wiped the dirt off his face and said, "How could you be so naughty, little boy? Why did you hit the Taoist priest in our temple?"
The child jumped up, got into a fighting stance, and said, "Come and fight!"
“…”
Yinyu stood up and said, "This opening move belongs to our sect. Who taught you?"
The child simply yelled, "Come and fight!" He jumped around like a goofy little monkey, constantly picking up dirt and rocks and hurling them at his "opponent" with surprising precision. Yinyu, several years his senior, felt he couldn't afford to fight a child, but the child beat him so hard he ran away, saying, "This technique is from our school too. Are you learning it by stalking the walls all day? Stop it! I'm saying, stop hitting me! I'm not hitting you! Do you really enjoy fighting so much?"
Unexpectedly, after saying this, Quan Yizhen suddenly stopped, nodded, rubbed his muddy hands, and said, "I like it."
He actually said it seriously. Xie Lian and Yin Yu were both stunned.
It was self-evident who this child was. Xie Lian couldn't help but sigh, "Qiying is truly a martial arts fanatic. A natural-born martial arts master."
Although everyone thought Quan Yi was a mentally ill kid at that time, Xie Lian felt very close to him.
Because, when it comes to something, you must first be "crazy" before you can become a "god".
In this regard, people who can understand this obsession still have some potential and are interesting; while people who cannot understand will only laugh at those who are "sick" and "fools". From this moment on, it can be judged that there is no hope on this road.
Yinyu was stunned for a moment, then laughed again. But before he could laugh for long, a ball of mud smeared his face again. He hurriedly said, "Hey! I told you not to hit me... Listen to me! So—would you like to join my sect and learn how to fight?"
Hearing this, Quan Yizhen paused, clutching a ball of mud in his hand, wondering if it flew out. Xie Lian didn't see him throw it, because immediately afterwards, the jade outside the stone wall clanged, pinning the geomancer's shovel to the wall.
He didn't really chop off Quan Yizhen's head, but the sharp metal brushed past Quan Yizhen's face, which was extremely dangerous.
The silver butterfly hidden in Quan Yizhen's hair was quite steady. Although it wasn't startled and sent flying by the sudden attack, the scene Xie Lian saw with his right eye was shocked. He couldn't help but blurt out, "Don't!"
Hua Cheng seemed to have anticipated this and said, "See. He does have that tendency. But he doesn't have a strong killing intent at the moment."
Quan Yizhen, with only his head sticking out, asked, "Are you going to kill me?"
Yinyu said nothing.
Quan Yizhen seemed confused and asked, "Did I do something wrong?"
Xie Lian also asked, “Did he do anything?”
Hua Cheng said, "It's hard to say. Brother, see for yourself."
After he finished speaking, a Taoist temple with white walls and black tiles appeared before Xie Lian's right eye. Yinyu, looking a few years older than before, was hunched over his desk, writing furiously. A large circle of fellow disciples gathered around him, complaining, their voices brimming with righteous indignation.
"Brother Yinyu, Quan Yizhen's eating habits are terrible! He always spills food everywhere, and he eats three times more than everyone else. He looks like a starving ghost. He monopolizes the food bucket so that no one else can eat properly!"
"Brother Yinyu, I can't live with him anymore. I need to move rooms. He's so irritable when he wakes up. I worry every day that he'll kick me and break my ribs. I can't afford to offend him!"
"Brother Yinyu, I don't want to be in the same group with him anymore. This guy never cooperates with others and never cares about others. He only cares about fighting around and trying to show off. I would rather team up with the worst junior brother than with him!"
Yinyu felt dizzy after hearing this and said, "Okay, then, how about this? I'll investigate first, and then I'll think about how to deal with it. You guys go back first."
The one who slammed the table and complained the most was, of course, Jianyu. He was clearly dissatisfied with the outcome and said, "Yinyu, you really shouldn't have let Master accept that brat as your disciple. He's really caused trouble. Look, he's been here for so long, and every day he hasn't been a mess? Every day he hasn't been causing trouble!"
Everyone was getting aggressive, so Yinyu tried to mediate by saying, "Actually, this isn't a big deal..."
"It's not a big deal?! Our peace and tranquility have been disturbed. How can we practice without clear mind?"
"Yeah, why wasn't there so much trouble before?"
Yinyu had no choice but to say, "Yizhen doesn't have any bad intentions. He just doesn't really understand the ways of the world and doesn't know how to get along with others."
Jianyu said, "Not understanding the ways of the world doesn't guarantee a life sentence. If you don't understand, won't you learn? Since you live in this world full of people, you have to learn how to get along with others. He's already a teenager, so why should he still act like a child? There are people who have become fathers in their teens!"
"Let's not even talk about Master being partial. This kid has only been here a few years, and yet he gets all the good stuff. The best training room, the best elixirs every period, and he doesn't even have to do morning and evening classes, or even recite scriptures. When Master catches him, he just gives him a few words of advice, never scolding! Why?! Senior Brother Yinyu, you're the eldest disciple. If you acted like this, we'd let it go. But who is he? He's uneducated and has no morals. Is his talent a big deal?! Who among us would respect him?"
This had the subtle intention of sowing discord, and everyone started to jeer and agree. Yin Yu's face suddenly turned sour when he heard this, and he clenched his pen tightly. Xie Lian couldn't help but feel that something was wrong.
People with average tolerance can easily fall into this kind of trap, but if the person is narrow-minded, he will jump up without being hooked. Once the hook is pulled, won’t he explode?
However, unexpectedly, after thinking for a moment, Yinyu put down his pen, frowned solemnly and said, "My fellow apprentices, I think it's wrong for you to say this."
Everyone was stunned. Yin Yu said, "Let me be frank. No matter what path one cultivates, having good aptitude is truly remarkable. Moreover, he has good aptitude and is willing to practice. If you really feel that Master is partial, we should work harder to catch up with him and surpass him. Then the training room and the medicine room will naturally be open to everyone. Instead of being angry at him, you should practice diligently, right?"
After he said this, everyone felt a little embarrassed, but still said: "Senior brother is generous and will not bother with him."
"Just this magnanimity alone is far superior to him."
Jianyu said, "Yinyu, you're speaking up for him today, be careful that he'll disgust you in the future!"
In short, neither side was happy about this complaint. After the other disciples left, Yinyu closed the door and was about to close the window when he suddenly noticed someone squatting on the window. He was startled and asked, "Who is it?!"
Quan Yizhen squatted on the window frame with his head drooping. Yinyu saw that it was him and asked, "When did you come?" He pulled him twice but he didn't budge. He said, "Yizhen, if you want to squat, please move somewhere else. I'm going to close the window."
Quan Yizhen suddenly asked, "Brother, am I really annoying?"
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