Chapter 283 Whose child is this?

Ju Yuan had just cleared out all the evil spirits in the village, making sure that all of them were successfully completed without any omissions. When he heard the noise and walked over slowly, he saw this scene.

"Whose child is this?"

Mo Lin and Ni Jinxuan turned around, "Master, this is..."

The young man heard the two people calling him, and suddenly knelt down, "Master, please accept me as your apprentice, even if I have to work like a cow or a horse, or treat me as a servant, as long as you teach me some cultivation skills, so that I can kill evil spirits and avenge my mother and the villagers, anything is fine."

Without waiting for Ju Yuan to react, the child kowtowed, again and again, on a piece of broken pottery fragments and mud, his forehead was scratched, blood flowed down his forehead, and his face, which was originally pale from fear, was indescribably charming and beautiful, which could match the soul-stirring.

No matter who saw it, they would not be able to help but feel pity.

But standing in front of him were three iron hammers passed down from generation to generation in the Supreme Sect.

The three were shocked by the scene of being forced to become disciples.

Ni Jinxuan pushed the eldest senior brother, "Senior brother, please let him get up first. I am still a child. I cannot accept a disciple."

Mo Lin was taking out the mirror. The evil spirits were very sensitive to human scent. This child was the only survivor in the village. It was hard to say whether he was a human, a demon, or a demon fetus. "I am only in the early stage of Huiyang Realm. I cannot do it either."

Moreover, he had no plan to accept a disciple at present. He had been to too few secret realms and could not afford to support one.

Ju Yuan lifted the boy up with his spiritual power, "Stop knocking. What's your name? Are you from this village? How old are you? What are your parents' names? How many people were there in your family? What did your family do before?"

He conducted a thorough investigation of his life and seemed quite interested.

"My name is Qi Zhen, I'm from Ganning Village, I'm seventeen this year, I've been without a father since I was born, my mother raised me up alone, but today many evil spirits came to the village, I was preparing to light a fire to cook, who knew... my mother asked me to hide in the rice jar... who knew... who knew..."

Qi Zhen's throat was choked with sobs, his eyes were red as if they were about to bleed, he looked even more pitiful and lovely.

Ju Yuan's clear and upright brows were filled with a deep sigh, and then he reached out and patted his shoulder, "You're already seventeen, are you studying?"

If he remembered correctly, the little sister seemed to have reached Tengyun Realm when she was seventeen.

Mo Lin held the mirror and watched Ju Yuan pull the boy up. He simply walked to Qi Zhen's side, and Ju Yuan and he blocked the boy on the left and right, and then raised the mirror.

"Come, look at the mirror."

The picture was a bit strange, but the mirror was one-sided, and if you wanted to examine a person, you had to look from the same side, which was a bit awkward to use.

Qi Zhen looked at the mirror blankly, not knowing why he had to look in the mirror.

There were three faces in the mirror, among which the frail boy looked somewhat miserable and weird. The two faces on the left and right had firm eyes, which showed the light of righteousness.

Mo Lin raised his hand for a while, and found that there was nothing abnormal, so he put it down, "It's okay."

Ni Jinxuan watched the whole process and wanted to stop her master, but was interrupted by Ju Yuan several times.

"I have been farming and herding cattle, and I have never been to school." Qi Zhen came back to his senses and continued to answer questions.

Ju Yuan nodded, "I have never been to school..."

He was not very good at teaching children to read and recognize words.

"Master..." Ni Jinxuan tried to interrupt, but was interrupted by the boy's anxious voice.

"But I can learn! I learn very quickly! I know how to read! I learned it secretly outside the private school in the village. I remember everything they taught me and can recite it to you."

The boy was like a drowning man who finally grabbed a floating log in front of him and refused to let go. "I am also very capable!"

"Master, I..." Ni Jinxuan wanted to remind him.

"Is that so? I think you have some qualifications. Stretch out your hand so that I can see your roots." Ju Yuan said and held the boy's hand.

Ni Jinxuan persisted, "Master, Junior Master..."

"It's strange that you have such a high spiritual root talent but you haven't cultivated yet." Ju Yuan continued to interrupt the little disciple, "Take him back to the town to talk first."

The boy held back his tears, and Ni Jinxuan was almost crying.

She and her eldest senior brother looked at each other, and out of thousands of words, only one sentence remained, "Master is old and confused!"

Although everything was right, there was also an inexplicable weirdness everywhere!

If you don't listen to the little uncle, you will suffer the consequences!

Ju Yuan leisurely brought the new child back to the town.

Although the evil demons that attacked the village have been killed, it is better to guard it in case of emergency.

Xia Tianwuwei stayed in the town to ensure that everything was safe. Seeing Ju Yuan coming back with a child with blood on his face, he didn't say anything. He took out a small medicine box and began to treat the child's injuries and took his pulse.

After cleaning the boy, she turned around to boil medicine.

"Drink this medicine and have a good sleep first."

The medicine was boiled and given to the young man, who was then arranged to sleep in the private room.

Xia Tianwu turned around and came out, closing the door of the private room, "He is in good health, but a little thin, and frightened, so I gave him a bowl of tranquilizing and exorcising soup, and told him to have a good sleep first."

Ju Yuan nodded, sat on the main seat and took out a pen and paper, "Junior nephew, you have worked hard."

Ni Jinxuan couldn't hold it in any longer, "Master!"

"Hush, wait a minute, let me write a letter of apology to your head master first."

Ju Yuan was a little sad. Although this was not what they expected, they had to review their failure to protect ordinary people in the Supreme Sect.

The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.

The Wushang Sect doesn't keep an idle person. Didn't you see that Cang has been manipulated by the Sect Master like a spinning top these years? He keeps going back and forth between the Demon Realm and the border of Zhongzhou every day.

Today was a bad start. Ju Yuan reflected deeply and then left only four big words on the paper.

"I was wrong, but..."

Ju Yuan didn't say any more.

Mo Lin knew his master's temper and reminded him, "But it happened suddenly. The evil demon made a feint to the east and attacked in the west. Maybe the secret report was wrong..."

Subjectively admit the mistake, objectively analyze the problem and shirk the main responsibility, then propose corresponding improvement plans, and finally reflect bitterly. This is the standard routine for writing a self-review.

Ju Yuan picked up the pen and wrote very smoothly. Finally, he reflected bitterly again, "Although it was all a coincidence, it did happen. I beg you to forgive me."

When he put down the pen, Ni Jinxuan finally couldn't hold it in, "Master! That person definitely has a problem! Didn't Junior Uncle say..."

She was about to list the doubts when she heard her master admit it readily, "I didn't say he didn't have a problem."

"Although he can answer everything and has passed the test of the Jianming Mirror, I checked his spiritual roots and found that he has the same full-value earth spiritual roots as your junior uncle. He can be called a genius disciple who came to your doorstep. His answers were very comprehensive. His origin, name, and family background were all reasonable. Even his hands were rough and had scabs. He looked like a farmer's son."

Xia Tianwu nodded, "I checked his pulse and found that he is indeed a human being. There is nothing abnormal."

"But the fact that he has no problems is the biggest problem. If we let him wander around, if he has no problems, it is the fault of our Supreme Sect. If he really has problems, it is better to keep him under our noses than to continue to harm ordinary people outside."

Ju Yuan leaned back in his chair calmly and took out a pot of wine. "Besides, this is what your junior uncle left behind."

"Ah?"

Mo Lin and Ni Jinxuan widened their eyes, their eyes full of confusion, "Isn't there only one sentence on the note from Junior Master Uncle?"

"Oh, your Junior Master Uncle used a note written on a sound transmission talisman. There was no response when I opened it for the first time, but I heard her message when I opened it for the second time."

Ju Yuan poured a glass of wine and sighed, "Your Junior Master Uncle said that if you meet someone you are unsure about but who seems strange and is trying to come to your door with all kinds of tricks, then bring him back and keep him at home. You have to figure out what he is here for."

Ni Jinxuan asked cautiously, "Did Junior Master Uncle really say keep him at home and keep him at home?"

Ju Yuan suddenly changed the subject, "Ah, this wine is really good."

How could Junior Master Sister be so cruel? It must be about keeping a dog.