Author: My little carp

Kyoto, suburbs, Uizhuang, gate.

The night is like water.

Shangguan Haitang was sitting in front of a fire, grilling a colorful centipede. The little yellow cat squatted on its shoulder, flicking its tail, leisurely.

Yidao sat across from the fire, his eyes closed, his brows furrowed, his fingers trembling slightly, and from time to time he reached for the sword beside him as if he was uncontrollably.

Dominating the world is an evil power. If you don't drink blood for one day, you will go crazy, suffer, have chills, and convulse. In addition, you will have a strong thirst for blood, and you will also have anxiety, uneasiness, and other emotions. Hallucinations are also common.

But once you drink blood, you will feel happy, comfortable, and in a state of elation. The contrast of pleasure can make most people immersed in killing and unable to extricate themselves.

After a long time, Yi Dao slowly opened his eyes. He noticed the little yellow cat on Haitang's shoulder, a trace of blood flashed in his eyes, and then he quickly hid it.

When Haitang came over just now, he was going crazy and almost couldn't control himself. As a result, the cat knocked him several feet away with a paw and woke him up immediately.

He suddenly understood something Haitang and he once said: Scholars in ancient times were all tall and powerful, because in this way they could first convince others and then calmly reason with them.

Later, others will be convinced and even help those scholars spread the truth to others.

Looking carefully at Haitang's gentle way of serving the little yellow cat to eat, Yidao felt a little envious: "Haitang, if we are not dead in three years, we are still walking on the same road, and we can still be like now, will you marry me?"

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"Meow!" The little yellow cat raised its head and meowed, very dissatisfied.

[I don’t agree with this marriage! You’re a butcher with bloody hands, you don’t understand sentiment at all. And do you know that the tree-lined path you long for is covered with white dew every night and morning? 】

Begonia:.

After gagging the perverted cat with food, Shangguan Haitang stared at the dancing fire in front of her, feeling the tenderness in Yi Dao's eyes, and then looked up at the endless night sky of the Milky Way.

This infinite starlight comes from eternity ago and goes to eternity ago.

Compared with this vast and mysterious time and space, the journey of life is just like a mayfly, living and dying without knowing the spring and autumn.

Mortals don’t know for five hundred years, but they only know that tea, rice, sauce, vinegar and salt are much better than mayfly?

After waiting for a long time and receiving no response, Gui Hai Yi Dao's eyes darkened, then he stood up and walked slowly into Yizhuang and stood still.

There is only one coffin in the village, with a tablet on it: the tablet of Guihai Bailian.

His mother told him since he was a child that his father was a great hero. But one day, his father suddenly died.

Why did he die suddenly?

When he asked his mother who his father-killing enemy was, her mother only told him: He doesn't deserve to know!

The enemy is very powerful, and he must practice his skills well. Only when one day his skills reach an extremely strong level, will he be qualified to know the name of his enemy.

When he asked his mother why he didn't bury his father properly, his mother said that his father's body should be buried by his own hands as a son, but not now, but when he takes revenge.

Otherwise, he is not worthy!

After that, my father’s body was placed directly in this righteous village without a place to rest, exposed to wind and rain for twenty years.

As a son, how could he bear to see his father's body being left outside even if he was dead?

So, from that day on, he practiced hard, no matter how much pain and torture he suffered, and even killed seven good friends who had been with him day and night at Ba Dao's place, he persisted.

Now, the great revenge has finally been avenged.

Standing in front of his father's memorial tablet, Gui Hai Yi Dao's expression showed relief, liberation, and confusion.

"Dad, all three enemies have died under my sword, dad can rest in peace!"

Shangguan Haitang stood aside quietly, not knowing what to say. She always felt that there was some misunderstanding. The three men with Jian Jingfeng were extremely skilled, but they seemed to have intentionally held back their hands and died at the hands of one sword.

This is unreasonable.

Moreover, these three people clearly ordered their disciples not to take revenge, but then the eight sects came to provoke them one by one and killed them, as if they were under a spell. Moreover, many of the people who came were highly respected people with low martial arts skills.

Otherwise, death would not be so easy.

Too strange!

【Bah, bah~huhuhu】

After the little yellow cat ate the 'spicy strips', it crawled into Haitang's heart and fell asleep instantly.

Begonia is a little itchy, but even more envious. Sometimes it seems that being a cat is much happier than being a human being, with nothing to think about, just being busy eating and drinking.

This kind of simple happiness like a child, as we grow up, we can no longer find it.

"Boom~"

Suddenly, there was lightning and thunder, strong winds, and a strong gust of wind blew into the ruined temple. The legs of the table holding the coffin suddenly broke, and the coffin fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

The remains of Guihai Bailian were instantly scattered on the ground.

Gui Hai was shocked by the sword strike and quickly stepped forward to sort it out.

"Dad, dad! The kid is useless, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Gui Hai Yida felt very guilty, he was so useless!

Even if he trains to dominate the world, he can only watch Haitang being bullied by that little yellow cat. Now he can't even protect his father's body!

"Yidao, let's restrain uncle's body first." Haitang said with concern.

"Yeah!" Gui Hai Yi Dao replied in a muffled voice.

Some even blame Haitang. If the little yellow cat wants it, will you give it to her?

After a moment to calm down, Yi Dao remained silent and slowly began to collect the body.

Now that he has finally avenged his great revenge, he can also bury his father in a place with good feng shui. Wait for his mother for a hundred years before burying them together, so that his father and mother can also smile!

When he saw the black iron knife stuck behind his father's body, the smile on Yidao's face gradually disappeared.

He clearly remembered that this knife was a gift for his mother from the remaining black iron after his father made the black iron sword.

Therefore, it was not Liao Kong, Jian Jingfeng, or Qilinzi who killed his father. The three of them would rather die than cover up the real murderer. Because the real murderer was their mother.

After a moment of silence, Yi Dao burst into tears.

He was deceived, deceived by the person he loved most, and he was deceived for twenty years!

For the past twenty years, he has lived in hatred, torture, and pain every day. In the end, it was all a lie to him.

"Hahahaha~" Yidao laughed loudly with tears in his eyes.

"One knife, one knife, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me?" Haitang was shocked and turned pale.

Gui Hai stood up suddenly with a knife, then rushed out with the knife in hand.

"Hahahaha, it's my mother who killed my father, haha, it's my mother who killed my father!"

Looking at the figure leaving with a knife, Shangguan Haitang was dumbfounded when he heard what he said.

As Yidao's good brother, she had been to his house many times and had talked a lot with Yidao's mother. That woman had a calm personality and had a good impression on her.

But how can there be such a mother in this world who cheats her son? Because of the thoughts she instilled in her since she was a child, Yidao has lived in pain and hatred since she was a child. Now she is even the enemy of everyone in the world, and is on the line of life and death every day.

Is this son her biological son? Such a mother is too terrible.

And looking at Yidao's current appearance, he's not looking for his mother, right? With their two personalities, something irreversible is very likely to happen.

"Yida, wait for me!" Haitang quickly looked for the place where Yi Dao's mother was in her memory.

"Huhu~"

The little yellow cat slept soundly.

With the development of the inner world, the little yellow cat's spirit, physique, strength, and various magical seeds are also growing all the time.

Being able to become stronger while lying down is Bashi.

…

Shuiyuean.

By the time Haitang arrived in a hurry, it was already the evening of the next day.

Guihai Yidao sat silently at the door in a daze. It was obvious that the mother and son had explained everything clearly.

Before Haitang could come forward to comfort him, one man and one cat saw a monk wearing yellow cassocks slowly walking out of the inner room of Shuiyue Temple.

Little yellow cat:

Bald donkey, how dare you compete with Pindao for his wife?

As if feeling the shock in the little yellow cat's heart, the monk smiled and nodded to him, then faced Gui Hai Yidao who was sitting in a daze at the door, smiled, and clasped his hands together.

"Amitabha, your mother still has attachments. She wants to commit suicide for her son. I also have attachments and tapped his sleeping point."

Gui Hai picked up the black iron sword and said warily: "Who are you?"

Although he already knew that he had killed so many people by mistake, he still would not be merciful in the face of the enemy.

If he was killed by mistake, he was killed by mistake. He just wanted to live and live well.

"The name of the old monk is over, and I have returned to the sea as a benefactor." After the introduction, the monk said a long Buddha's name: "Amitabha."
To be continued...