Chapter 52 Chapter 52 I still don’t want to admit it (bug hunting)…
The bloody storm from the ancient battlefield drifted here and fell into Ye Nanque's eyes, causing his eyes to turn red.
He heard crying in his ears. He already had a headache, and now he felt even more restless and irritable.
Ye Nanque really wanted to say "stop crying", but he really couldn't see clearly.
When he stood still and his eyes gradually focused, he saw Qin Qi standing in the distance and howling loudly.
Qin Qi cried out while wiping his tears, hiding behind a tree. He hid himself so well that only his voice drifted over: "Senior Brother Ye, you can't do this! How could you attack our Master and the other uncles? The Yu Jian Sect is our home, and they are all family. How could you attack your family?"
Take action? Has he already taken action? Why doesn't he feel anything? Didn't he just come out of the door?
Ye Nanque looked around. Jiang Caiyu, who was standing behind him, was covered in blood. Except for You Bihuai, who was still relatively decent, the other uncles around him were all injured to varying degrees. Their faces were solemn and they looked tired. They looked at him as if they were facing a great enemy.
Ye Nanque: [Ah? I did it?]
System: [It's you, it's you, our villain, Ye Nanque!]
Ye Nanque: [Why don’t I remember anything?]
System: [This is normal. You've been influenced by Chosong's spirit, and sometimes it's hard not to lose control. This is commonly known as going astray.]
Obsessed? How strange! He was also obsessed with the experience.
But, were the injuries on these people really caused by him? Including Jiang Caiyu?
Ye Nanque tried to read something on Jiang Caiyu's face, but there was nothing. No blame, no anger, nothing. Yes, Jiang Caiyu was Jiang Caiyu. Even when faced with a mountain collapsing before her, she remained calm, and the same was true now.
System: [Hey, congratulations on lighting up the character tag again: Deserted. Reader Satisfaction: 40.]
Ye Nanque: [40? A single point in reader satisfaction after being deserted by everyone? I really don't understand these readers' criteria. Last time, the increase was so huge, and this time, even though it was a big deal, it only increased by a few points.]
Taking advantage of the fact that Ye Nanque seemed to have regained his sanity and was no longer as frantic as before, You Bihui made a gesture with his hands: "Lock!"
Being in the formation, Ye Nanque's body suddenly seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. Looking at the ground, he saw flowing silver formation patterns hovering there. Looking up at the sky, he saw formation patterns in the air constantly pressing down, attacking from above and below in order to trap him.
The ground beneath his feet cracked, but Ye Nanque certainly would not surrender. Inspired by his master, Wuyin flew towards You Bihuai, the culprit, regardless of everything. You Bihuai was concentrating on controlling the formation and supplying it with his own spiritual power. The Wuyin sword flew in front of him without changing its color. Ye Nanque was so impressed by his great concentration.
He thought Wuyin could hurt You Bihui to some extent, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even touch a hair, because another sword flew from the sky and hit Wuyin, knocking Wuyin away.
"receive!"
Ye Nanque put away his sword and saw Mu Jiulin holding Hengshui. It was him who helped You Bihuai to fend off Wuyin.
This group of elders was difficult to deal with already, and now there's Mu Jiulin. If Mu Jiulin joins the other side, it's hard to say whether he can escape successfully.
Ye Nanque decided not to fight any longer, so he flew up and used all his strength to break through the formation and fled out of the Yu Jian Sect. In order to ensure his escape was successful, he captured Qin Qi who was hiding behind a tree.
Sorry, Qin Qi, I can't lend it to you again.
You Bihui: "Chase!"
Qin Qi was shaking violently in his hands, crying and howling, "Senior Brother Ye, Senior Brother Ye, please fly slower! I'm scared!"
If he flies slower, he will be caught!
Ye Nanque was running in front, with a bunch of people chasing him from behind. After chasing for a long time, only a few people were able to catch up.
Seeing that they had to cross the river ahead, Ye Nanque landed on the cable bridge, lifted Qin Qi up and let him hang in the air outside the bridge, with the river water rolling under his feet.
He shouted, "If you don't want him to be thrown down, seal the spiritual vein yourself."
Qin Qi kicked his legs: "Brother, I'm afraid of heights!"
He was afraid of nothing. How could a sword cultivator like them be afraid of heights? How could they control a sword if they were afraid of heights?
You Bihuai said, "He is your junior fellow apprentice."
Ye Nanque had a blank expression on his face: "So what? At this point, I've done everything I shouldn't have done, not even this one."
You Bihuai frowned slightly. "Your master told me that there must be something else going on with you. Given your character, even if he refined Chou Song, he must have done it out of necessity. He only asked that you reflect on your mistakes for twenty years, and that he, as your master, bear the rest of the punishment. But now it seems that you have brought this upon yourself. The leniency your master sought for you was not worth it. Ye Nanque, once you cross this bridge, you are a wicked disciple of the Yu Jian Sect. From now on, the entire Yu Jian Sect will hunt you down with all its might until you are brought to justice for your betrayal and your fall into misconduct, no matter the cost."
After saying this, You Bihuai sealed his spiritual orifice.
You Bihuai took the lead, and the other elders also sealed their spiritual orifices one by one, leaving only Mu Jiulin.
Ye Nanque pointed at Mu Jiulin: "And him."
You Bihuai: "He is not from my Yu Jian Sect."
The implication is that he can't control Mu Jiulin.
Besides, Mu Jiulin really doesn't care about Qin Qi's life or death, and Qin Qi cannot threaten him.
Ye Nanque thought about it and decided not to make things difficult for them. He pulled down his hanging bell with one hand.
Jiang Caiyu's expression changed.
Ye Nanque said, "This bell was given to me by my master personally when I was three years old. I've kept it with me for years and have always cherished it...very much. But since my uncle, no, Master You, has called me a wicked disciple, I have no face to keep it."
As soon as he let go, the hanging bell fell into the river without even a splash of water. It sank into the depths and was carried away by the rushing river.
Jiang Caiyu's face darkened even further, a new emotion unsettling him. His breathing became heavy several times, and You Bihuai, assuming it was due to his injury, whispered to him to regulate his breathing. Disturbed by the strange feeling, even Jiang Caiyu himself began to doubt whether his injury was truly the cause of his loss of control.
"Ye Nanque." He called the child's name, but other than that, he didn't say anything else.
What was there to say? Ye Nanque had gone astray on his own, and he had corrected and tolerated her time and again, fulfilling his duty as a master. Morally and morally, he hadn't failed in the slightest.
He saw that Ye Nanque's familiar face showed an expression as if he was about to cry after hearing his voice, but it was very faint and difficult to see.
This child had been with him for too long, and his words and actions reflected his influence too much. He was not prone to showing his emotions, and so this child had been like that for many years, even his grievances were so restrained that they were invisible to others, and only those who were familiar with him would notice.
He had seen the same expression on Ye Nanque's face before, but he didn't remember it clearly. It seemed that there was a time when his sword practice did not meet his requirements, so he asked Ye Nanque to practice for two more hours. It was the first time that the child showed such an aggrieved expression. He was stunned for a moment at that time. He didn't expect that the disciple who always said "okay" would also feel dissatisfied and sad.
He watched the hanging bell sink into the water, and that strange feeling gripped him tightly, like an oilcloth wrapped around him, sealing him tightly, leaving him no room to breathe.
"Master, we'll meet again."
Ye Nanque just said this and threw Qin Qi over. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared.
Jiang Caiyu subconsciously raised her foot to chase him, but Qin Qi rushed over and hugged his ankle: "Master, what happened to Senior Brother Ye? Senior Brother Ye is not that kind of person. He used to be very good. Weren't we very good when we were in the Yu Jian Sect? Master, don't you remember that Senior Brother Ye used to be very good to you, to me, and to all of us? Weren't we very happy when we were training in Jing Xiao Tang before? How could Senior Brother Ye betray the sect? It's impossible..."
Were they good before? Were they happy before?
Jiang Caiyu tried hard to recall, unearthing some belated, joyful emotion from a dusty corner. It felt strange, yet it seemed... it had always been there.
Jiang Caiyu's breathing became heavier again, his rhythm was disrupted, and his heart felt stuffy. He took a few steps forward, closed his eyes, and adjusted his breathing several times.
Ever since he had the group of elders seal the spiritual vein and throw Qin Qi out, Ye Nanque has been able to escape like a fish in water. It feels easy for him to get rid of a bunch of little tails, but... there is still one left.
Ye Nanque looked at Mu Jiulin who was following silently behind him: [Why won't he let me go? Is he going to capture me and punish me? Will my escape also hinder him?]
System: [Generally speaking, the protagonist is indeed quite upright.]
Ye Nanque: [He is more than just upright, he is so upright that he can even be evil.]
Ye Nanque ran while complaining about Mu Jiulin until the sun set and he couldn't stand it anymore. He stopped and found a passing tea stall to drink a cup of tea. As soon as he sat down, Mu Jiulin sat down next to him.
Ye Nanque didn't even raise his head, burying his head in his tea. He imitated the mysterious temperament of those knights who always kept their distance from the public from the martial arts movies. He said coldly, "What do you mean? Why are you still chasing me? Are you working for the Yu Jian Sect? Are you determined to capture me?"
Mu Jiulin: "Didn't I tell you that I need to be with my senior brother all the time to feel at ease? Besides, if I don't stay with my senior brother, am I going to stay with those people from the Yu Jian Sect?"
Ye Nanque: "I noticed that you disappeared without a trace a few days ago. Don't use such words to fool me."
Mu Jiulin was startled for a moment, then smiled softly, "Brother, are you angry? A few days ago, I saw a century-old historical document in the library, recording the story of a Zen monk who combined himself with a demon god. I felt that it was similar to your situation, so I wanted to investigate further. The records of the Yu Jian Sect were too few, so I went to the Zen Sect. That's why I couldn't stay by your side."
Ye Nanque raised his eyes and asked the question that had been on his mind for a long time: "No matter how I think about it, I still don't understand, are you interfering too much in my affairs?"
Mu Jiulin paused suspiciously, and looked at him with a strange look, looking at him carefully, as if he wanted to see clearly what he was thinking.
Here it comes again, that creepy look again. Ye Nanque stood firm and did not show any weakness, his face was harder than a stool.
"You..." Mu Jiulin had just said one word when he retracted it into his throat. He rolled his eyes, as if he understood something, but also seemed to be in disbelief.
This hesitant look made Ye Nanque feel uneasy.
Finally, Mu Jiulin spoke: "I am the one who is wondering, has Senior Brother forgotten, or does he not want to admit it? It was Senior Brother who said those words at the beginning, but now it seems that he wants to completely distance himself from me."
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