roccoschili Chapter 141
Chapter 141
On the training ground, everyone formed a circle and looked at the woman who was struggling to keep her sword floating in the air. They looked relaxed, with an uncontrollable smile on their lips.
"puff--"
After the strange sound exploded in the silence, someone finally couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Wow! This is amazing! How did she do that? Didn't the other seniors say that she was hardworking and talented? How come this is the end?"
"Is it like a frog that has puffed up its courage and is crushed by a snap?"
"A newbie? You must have been a disciple for quite some time! I heard that the Huayang Sect disciple has already gone back. Is it because no one gave him a backdoor, so his true colors are exposed?"
Everyone burst into laughter, and some people even pursed their lips deliberately to imitate the muffled sound made when the spiritual energy leaked just now.
The sarcastic voices continued to ring out, and the woman's face became increasingly gloomy, dark with red, and looked a little ferocious.
"enough!"
A light shout stopped everyone.
"Why are there so many gossips among fellow disciples?" Bi Ruyue's beautiful eyes were filled with anger. Her pressure was almost the same as that of Master Di Ling, which made everyone silent immediately. Seeing that everyone kept their heads down and kept silent, her brows relaxed and she smiled gently at Lin Ruojin, "Lin Ruojin, if you don't know anything, you can ask me. A few days ago, you were able to fly the sword steadily. Why are you lagging behind today? Are you nervous?"
"Yes, I'm sorry to have embarrassed you all..."
Lin Ruojin secretly exerted force on the hand holding the hilt of the sword, and the short sentence seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.
In just a few words, he managed to express it in a calm tone with a hint of gnashing of teeth.
"Then let Qingwu teach you more today. After all, compared with the disciples who entered the mountain gate on the same day, your progress is not acceptable."
The gentle and soothing tone won the favor of everyone. They changed their attitudes and earnestly advised Lin Ruojin to study hard and not be lazy and playful.
Qingwu, who had always been dissatisfied with Lin Ruojin taking the back door, looked at Bi Ruyue in front of him with surprise in his eyes.
"Senior Sister, do you really want me to teach her?" Qing Wu asked.
"Of course." Bi Ruyue smiled. "As her senior sister, you and I both have an obligation. You should take her here to practice for two hours first."
Qing Wu did not refuse this time. After everyone left, Qing Wu leaned impatiently on the sword-training pole beside him.
"Hey, what don't you know?"
"..."
"Tell me, if you don't tell me, do you want me to guess? I'm telling you, even if you saved my sister, I won't give you a backdoor. You are a disciple taught by the senior sister, so you have to work harder than others, and you must not embarrass the senior sister! You have to know how much luckier you are than others, you have to know how to cherish and be content!"
Lin Ruojin, who had been silent, turned around.
"Your senior sister, have you always been this weird?"
"what?"
Qing Wu was stunned for a moment, then realized her sarcasm and became angry. "What do you mean?"
"What I mean is that your senior sister's tone and attitude are very strange."
Very deliberate and hypocritical.
It was as if he was deliberately pretending to be tolerant and generous. His every frown and smile were deliberately imitating the Emperor's Master, but they were only four or five points similar, just copying.
In the afternoon, the woman hurried back from the foot of the mountain and flew back to her residence on a sword.
When she put away her sword and stepped into the yard, the door in front of her was wide open and the yard was in a mess, as if it had been robbed.
There were clods of earth and gravel on the ground, and the stone table in the corner of the yard had been moved far to the side, revealing a large pit with the soil turned outward.
"No way..."
Lin Ruojin paused, first tightly grasped the sword in his hand, restrained his breath, and then continued to walk into the house.
The scene inside the house was even more miserable than outside. The objects inside were scattered all over the floor, the walls and bedposts were covered with scratches, the gauze curtains and bead chains were all cut off, and the bedding that was folded when I left in the morning was piled on the floor beside the bed. When I reached out to pick it up, I found that it had been torn into a pile of cotton rags.
It seemed like someone had experienced a fierce fight here not long ago.
The first thing she wanted to do was to go out and call for help, but she stopped.
Strange, the quilt was broken and the cotton came out...
But, cotton... doesn't seem to be white?
The chill that rose up her back went straight to her head. She felt cold all over. She squatted down and tore open the pile of rags.
Then she saw a horrifying scene that almost made her scream.
The scattered black hair was tangled in the cotton, covering the scarlet spots, like a puddle of filth exposed to the sun in the summer, smelling fishy and disgusting.
She had only been gone for two hours, how could this happen? !
"Oh, what a generous move."
A woman's extremely clear voice came from behind, interrupting Lin Ruojin's daze.
Lin Ruojin turned around suddenly and saw a woman who looked exactly like her walking into the house with a sword in her arms and a calm expression.
"Did you kill him?" the woman asked.
"No, she was dead when I came back..."
The woman raised her left hand and drew a line in front of her beautiful face. In the blink of an eye, her original appearance was restored.
He bent down and stretched out his pale hand, reaching into the blood-red and dirty cotton. The hot and slippery touch came faintly, causing Feng Yu to laugh softly.
"It's only been a short time since he died. His flesh and blood are still warm. It seems the murderer hasn't been gone for long. Do you think he deliberately framed you or did you come back too early and didn't have time to deal with it?"
"It's unnecessary to ask this kind of question now..." Lin Ruojin closed her eyes tightly, "Feng Yu, please help me again!"
Feng Yu shook off the dirt on his fingertips and said, "Okay~"
When Qingwu passed by outside, he subconsciously looked into the yard, only to see Lin Ruojin sweeping the dirt in the yard with a broom in her hand. When he saw that there was no one around except her, he stopped.
"How come you came back so soon?"
Lin Ruojin nodded slightly and lowered her head to concentrate on the work in her hands. Qingwu stepped into the courtyard and looked around.
"That's not right. You and I just separated from each other at the training ground a short while ago. How come you..."
"It will definitely be faster if we return on the sword."
Qing Wu frowned, a look of disbelief. The dense beads of sweat on Lin Ruojin's head caught her attention again.
"Why are you sweating so much?"
"Nothing, I'm just a little tired, and the yard is a mess so I want to clean it up."
"Don't sweep anymore. The headmaster just sent someone to ask you to go to the main hall for something. Leave this to me."
Qingwu was about to take the broom when Lin Ruojin suddenly used the broom to poke the ground hard, creating dust that covered the sky and choked Qingwu, who quickly left the yard.
"Ahem, Lin Ruojin, what are you doing? You made everything look dusty!"
"It's too dusty. I can handle it by myself. It will be done in no time. No need to bother you, Senior Sister."
Lin Ruojin's politeness and aloofness unexpectedly made Qingwu look somewhat satisfied. Perhaps in Qingwu's mind, this was in line with the image of a law-abiding Qingyun disciple.
Only someone with such a calm and quiet appearance is qualified to be Bi Ruyue's disciple.
After Qingwu left, Fengyu came out from the corner carrying a cloth bag. He saw the distraught Lin Ruojin and patted her shoulder gently to comfort her. "It's just a small matter. It has nothing to do with you. What are you afraid of? I'll deal with her and throw her to the back hills and cut off all ties with you."
"Feng Yu..." Lin Ruojin slumped down in the chair, holding his forehead with his hands. "Why do I get into trouble so easily? Why do I always encounter such things..."
Lin Ruojin felt a headache as her eyes fell on the package in Fengyu's hand. The bloody scene seemed to have taken root in her mind, making her feel stressed.
Why her? Why was she the one who died?
Feng Yu weighed the Qiankun bag in his hand, which had gained considerable weight, and asked with a smile, "You still don't understand?"
Lin Ruojin was stunned, somewhat confused.
“Even if it’s the original novel, it’s not some kind of wife-loving literature, let alone a happy world. This is a world where everyone is deceiving each other, and countless people die every day for various reasons, especially monks.
Everyone here has both good and evil sides. No one is always clean and pure. The evil heretics may have a pure heart, and the famous and upright people may also harbor filth. You and I are the protagonists of our own lives, but we are never the protagonists of this world. "
"Since you can get the care and love of others, you should expect that there will be others who are jealous and hate you. Getting too much is not necessarily a good thing. How can you grow quickly without experiencing setbacks and hardships?"
As the saying goes, a blessing in disguise!
Feng Yu's words made a lot of sense, which made Lin Ruojin quite enlightened. When Lin Ruojin stood up and straightened his clothes, he asked with a smile: "You know so much, you must have confiscated students' novels and read them secretly, right?"
"Hmph! Those meaningless pornographic articles will only increase my workload of cracking down on pornography and illegal publications and waste my brain cells!" Feng Yu returned to his usual carelessness. "Now you should consider why Master Di Ling would look for you. I'm very busy. From now on, fly to the main hall on your sword. The sooner the better. I will create momentum to make her death very reasonable."