Chapter 80

Shen Yingxue opened her eyes and saw lush and green forests.

The edge of the cliff is a bit steep, and you can see the sunset clearly from here.

Shen Yingxue was feeling the cold wind, looking at the sun not far away, wondering, isn't it summer now? Why is it so cold all of a sudden?

He tugged at his clothes, trying to recall what happened before he came here. Before he could remember, a voice behind him said, "Everything you asked has been done."

Shen Yingxue turned around, and suddenly a new memory appeared in his mind, and his own memory became fainter.

A few days ago, he sent his men to rob a batch of money, a total of 200,000 taels of silver. The Demon Cult also has some shops, so they shouldn't be so short of money, but the righteous people deliberately made things difficult for them, smashed many shops, and burned the valuable stocks. In order to make a living, he could only rob the money from the righteous people to support his subordinates.

Shen Yingxue looked at the familiar scenery and remembered that this was Broken Shadow Mountain.

He nodded and looked at the person on the ground. His bone structure was somewhat similar to Shen Yingxue. Even if his facial features were different, with a little modification, he could dress up as Shen Yingxue. This person was Xun Yan.

"Well done." Shen Yingxue said.

The cold wind made their clothes rustle. Shen Yingxue looked distracted and silent, and no one knew what she was thinking.

"I guessed you were here to watch the sunset. It's so cold, and you don't wear more clothes." Another person came over. He was dressed in black, with a carefree look, a cheerful face, and a pot of wine in his hand. After nodding to Xun Yan, he came to Shen Yingxue's side, lifted up his clothes and sat down, bent one leg, raised the pot of wine, looked up and asked Shen Yingxue: "Want to drink? It's hot."

Mr. Gu Lian...

Shen Yingxue's fingers moved under his sleeves, remembering Gu Liansheng's identity and the reason why he went up the mountain. He seemed to understand the current situation.

Taking the wine bottle from Gu Liansheng, Shen Yingxue raised her head and took a sip. She said, "This wine has no taste."

Gu Liansheng said, "I think so too. This wine tastes too bland. Next time, let's try a different method. Let's bury it. Who knows, it might become clearer after a few years."

"Did you brew it yourself?" Shen Yingxue asked.

"Yes." Gu Liansheng smiled and said when he came, what kind of grains he used, and what kind of effort he put in to make such a jar of wine. He brought it to Shen Yingxue as soon as it was finished.

Shen Yingxue felt the sincerity, the pure friendship between good friends, and instantly understood why the original owner believed it.

Because Gu Liansheng didn't think about the future at all at this time, at this moment, he really treated the original owner as a friend. So after the betrayal, Gu Liansheng still felt very uncomfortable.

Xun Yan said: "It's cold and windy, you should go back, Master."

Shen Yingxue glanced at him and said, "Okay."

He ignored Gu Liansheng who was still sitting by the cliff. Gu Liansheng got up and followed him back. "Did something happen outside again? Why are you so absent-minded?"

Shen Yingxue noticed that when he said this, he didn't dare to look at her directly, and his expression was not as nonchalant as before.

Shen Yingxue shook her head: "Nothing."

Coming down from the top of the mountain, we walked through a small green bamboo path, the road became flatter and wider, and further ahead were a few tiled houses. After passing through this row of houses, we reached the location of the Demon Cult's main hall. Going around to the back and walking for a while, we came to a two-story building, which was Shen Yingxue's residence.

As soon as Tingxuan saw them coming back, he quickly took the wine pot from Shen Yingxue's hand, which had already turned cold, and prepared hot water and tea for him to warm up first. He then took the heater to warm Shen Yingxue's hands, "You are always like this, relying on your martial arts skills, and not even wearing thick clothes in winter. But no matter how deep your internal strength is, your flesh and blood have not yet been cultivated into an immortal, how can you withstand it?"

Shen Yingxue's expression softened, and she held the hand warmer in her hand, listening quietly to his complaints.

Gu Liansheng also echoed, "Yes, you really should take care of your health. Everything depends on you. If you fall ill, more trouble will arise. When you recover, won't you be even busier than today?"

Shen Yingxue smiled but still said nothing.

Xun Yan never liked this person, but unfortunately he was not as good at talking as these two people. Shen Yingxue's authority could not be challenged, and she might not have really been fooled. He only had to persuade her once, but if he persuaded her too much, the leader would be unhappy.

Shen Yingxue sat on the couch, thinking about the timeline in his memory.

The original owner was poisoned six years ago, and had a fight with Jiang Hanfeng when the poison was still there. Three years later, she was poisoned again by Tingxuan, and Fu Sheng led people to encircle and suppress her. Gu Liansheng completely betrayed her, and the original owner was beaten up.

What time is it now?

The original owner's memory popped up again.

Because his memory only goes up to today, he is not clear about what happened afterwards and cannot give a direct answer.

Shen Yingxue only knew that this was the sixth year since he inherited the Demon Cult. The Demon Cult had been developing very well and had become a thorn in the eyes of the righteous, often causing trouble for them. Because these things were too common, he did not take them to heart.

At this time, he had not been poisoned yet, nor had he experienced the first encirclement and suppression by the righteous forces and the competition with Jiang Hanfeng.

"What's wrong with you today, Master? Are you really sick?" Tingxuan noticed that Shen Yingxue was unusually silent, so he stepped forward and touched his forehead with the back of his hand, "You don't have a fever."

Shen Yingxue said, "I'm not in a good mood today. I want to be alone. You guys go down first."

Tingxuan hesitated and asked, "Should we ask Doctor Chen to come over and take a look?"

"No need." Shen Yingxue lay down on his side, put his feet on the wooden frame at the end of the couch, put the hand warmer on the table, picked up the teacup and took a sip. He suddenly remembered something, put down the cup, and said to Gu Liansheng: "Although your wine is mild, it's not bad. If you taste it carefully, it's still mellow. How much is left? Why not give it to me?"

Gu Liansheng smiled and said, "Since you want it, how can I refuse? I'll have someone bring it to you."

The three of them were about to leave when Shen Yingxue said, "Xun Yan, stay."

Tingxuan and Gu Liansheng went out and closed the door.

Shen Yingxue held the teacup, frowned, and thought about the current situation. Although he didn't know what happened, he certainly couldn't follow the old path of the original owner. But it was unreasonable to suddenly turn against him. The system had asked him to pretend to be Shen Yingxue before, just to get the recognition of the world. It was safer to follow this rule, and there was no need to worry about dying suddenly.

Shen Yingxue was thinking about how to tell Xun Yan, so Xun Yan started to ask respectfully, "Do you want me to prepare some candles, paper money, flowers and fruits as usual?"

What is this?

Even though Shen Yingxue's own memory had faded, she still shuddered when she heard Xun Yan say this.

Could it be that there really is a "flower deer" in this world who has been dead for a long time?

Shen Yingxue responded vaguely, and then tentatively said, "You are the only one who can remember her with me."

Xun Yan said: "I think those elders will miss the old leader."

Old leader?

The one called Shen Huai?

Shen Yingxue remembered that the original owner's adoptive father was Shen Huai, who was very kind to Shen Yingxue in order to cultivate his loyalty to the Demon Cult. The two had no blood relationship, but they were like real father and son when they were together. When Shen Yingxue was wearing the Mosaic system, she dreamed of him.

Thinking carefully, that dream was standing on the edge of the cliff just now, chatting with Shen Huai.

Shen Yingxue had only heard about it from Xun Yan before, but now her memory came back, as if she had been there in person. Her interactions with Shen Huai became clearer. When he fell ill, Shen Yingxue took care of him. When he died, Shen Yingxue was so grief-stricken that she drank for more than ten days in a row.

Shen Yingxue couldn't tell the difference between himself and the original owner. It seemed like he really had become the original owner.

"Today is the anniversary of his death." Shen Yingxue understood why he was standing on the edge of the cliff watching the sunrise, and her mood became gloomy.

Xun Yan said: "The old leader certainly doesn't want you to be so depressed."

"Yeah." Shen Yingxue agreed. Shen Huai only wanted him to work for the Demon Cult Co., Ltd., and he definitely didn't want to see him not paying attention. If Shen Huai was still here, he would definitely feed him a pot of chicken soup to encourage him to cheer up.

Xun Yan said: "I will prepare it right away."

Shen Yingxue watched him leave and thought about how she had been buried before.

Shen Huai's tomb is in the back mountain. During the day, several high-ranking members of the Demon Cult who were not on business trips went to repair the tomb and worshiped him. There are also several tablets in the ancestral hall at the back. Every year at this time, Shen Yingxue would go there to worship again.

After all, the Demon Cult is an organization that relies on family ties, even if there are only men here, they are all bachelors.

If nothing unexpected happened, after Shen Yingxue died, it would be Han Jing who did these things.

Thinking of this, Shen Yingxue remembered that he had not yet met his godson.

He left the house, saw the scenery outside, walked in a familiar place, and felt that the previous experience was like a dream. There was no mosaic system, no mother dressed as a man, and he did not go out to have sex with men.

The guards on both sides of the corridor saluted him as he passed by, shouting, "Meet the Master."

Shen Yingxue nodded coldly, as if she was already used to such scenes. She walked around in the back garden before going to Han Jing's practice room.

At this time, no one from Yuding Villa was wandering around, and no one rescued Han Jing as a victim.

Shen Yingxue was very familiar with the place where Han Jing practiced martial arts. In her memory, he had come here in the same way, and had been trained here since he could remember, until the leader took a fancy to him and brought him back to teach him personally.

Shen Yingxue himself was not very good at teaching people, and there were too many fights outside. Even with Xun Yan as a substitute, he was still very busy. He also took time out every day to teach Han Jing, but he had no time to care about his daily life. After teaching him, he sent him back and arranged for someone else to take care of him.

Shen Yingxue pushed the door open and saw the killer in black and a young boy in the same black clothes.

Han Jing at this time was even more immature than the teenager after the system blurred his image. When he saw Shen Yingxue coming, his eyes lit up. All his attention was on Shen Yingxue, but he was very reserved and kept standing still. After his master bowed to Shen Yingxue, he whispered, "Godfather."

Shen Yingxue found it very interesting. Han Jing's voice hasn't changed at this age. His voice sounds thin and soft, very much like a girl's voice. Shen Yingxue saw how well behaved he was, and her hard heart softened a lot. "Yeah."