The Holy Lord of the Holy Religion of the Western Regions is boring.
There are countries all over the world, thousands of rivers and thousands of mountains, where you can go and where you can't go, where you can play and what you can't play with.
He has been to almost all of them and played there.
Then I realized that those places that the world calls interesting are just like that.
Those people who are considered interesting by the world are just like that.
There was a hint of wistfulness in his brows.
I just feel that it is indeed... not very interesting.
He walked through many places before arriving at Dajing.
It’s not that the great scenery doesn’t have a strong sense of presence.
On the contrary, Da Jing, or the rumored regent of Da Jing, has too strong a presence.
It gave him some expectations, hoping that this person who gave him a similar smell could give him a little 'surprise'.
Don't make rumors too untrue.
Then, he saw a good show as soon as he arrived.
A dying girl gave birth to a baby in a mass grave, and the baby was robbed. The person who snatched the girl's baby was so cold-blooded and ruthless.
He robbed someone else's child, but showed no mercy to the dying girl.
Baili Wushang found it interesting that the Regent of Dajing did not live up to his name.
In the darkness, he lazily looked at the girl who had fallen into such a situation and had her heart stabbed again, waiting for her to completely fall into despair and fall into hell.
He waited.
Didn't wait.
A person who was deceived and was so stupid that he didn't even know that he was pregnant with twins. In this situation, he held on for a while and gave birth to another child.
Baili Wushang was still waiting. He was thinking that after the girl breathed her last and the sick cat-like child still had a breath, he would pick it up and raise it.
However, I still didn’t wait.
The dying girl, who looked more terrifying than a ghost, burst out with a strong desire to survive.
After she knew that calling for help in the wilderness was useless, she desperately tried to move her body bit by bit.
She desperately tried to survive, desperately trying to crawl with the bloody child.
Although in the eyes of outsiders it is just a slight squirm.
Finally, she couldn't even move.
She laughed so hard that she almost turned into a demon.
The man in the shadow suddenly felt that it might be interesting to pick up such a 'neither human nor ghost' existence.
later.
Later, the girl who was neither human nor ghost became the only direct disciple of the Holy Saint of the Western Regions.
At first, the disciple behaved well, but after becoming a disciple, he became more and more arrogant.
"Master, I just took the time to make some snacks to relieve the heat. Yours is different from Jiu'er's. How do you like it?"
"Master, you wear black clothes all day long. Although it looks good, you can change the color occasionally. Hehe, I asked them to prepare several robes of different colors for you..."
"Master, Master, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival~ This is your third Mid-Autumn Festival after becoming a master~ So, Master, didn't you prepare moon cakes for me and baby Jiu'er?"
"Master, Master, happy New Year, may you get rich, and bring me the red envelope!"
She drives herself like a top every day, so busy, but she always has time to play around him from time to time!
The longer I stay with him, the more annoying I become.
The more trouble it causes for him.
For example, when I teased her hard in the past, she didn't cry or beg for mercy. Then I threw her somewhere for training. She couldn't come up with any way to deal with it at the critical moment.
Instead, he began to summon—Master!
For example, running and shouting at the same time, "Master, help me! I know where you must be. If you don't take action, your disciple will be dead!"
Xiao Jiu'er, who was three or two years old, was thrown into those places alone, but she didn't scream so shamelessly!
Even after she left the Holy Cult, she occasionally got into trouble.
When people come to see the Holy Religion, even though they are very respectful to the Holy Lord, they will bow down and worship him when they see him.
However, the complainant felt that such a holy person as the Holy Lord would definitely uphold justice!
After the complainer bowed devoutly, he began to complain, accusing the saint's disciples of 'various crimes'.
"Lord Holy Lord, your disciple, she shaved off all the hair of hundreds of sheep in my house for no reason! They shaved them completely! It's almost winter, how can those woolless sheep survive..."
The man looked at the apprentice aside.
Baili Feiyue looked innocent, "I saw that the wool of those sheep was very good, so I thought about having someone weave a wool carpet..."
"Then I have enough money left, which is enough to buy those sheep."
Just very willful.
When the complainer heard this, he almost vomited to death.
"Lord Holy Lord, please listen. This is forced buying and selling! Lord Holy Lord, you must not protect your shortcomings..."
"To protect one's shortcomings?" The man curled his lips, seeming to find this word a bit interesting.
"My apprentice is an upright person. He has no shortcomings and should be protected by me. However, what you said makes some sense. If the apprentice gets into trouble, it is my master who should protect him. It is quite reasonable."
The image of the Holy Lord broke the heart of this believer.
He was simply speechless.
Although in the end the Holy Lord still asked someone to take him down and compensate him for the losses that he was satisfied with.
And he also 'forgave' Baili Feiyue.
But the person who complained was still in a daze until he got home, feeling that he might have met a fake saint.
Although he is still a devout believer of the Holy Lord...
When the Holy Lord was left alone, the miraculous doctor Dashi from the Western Desert said expressionlessly, "I deliberately cause trouble. You are a very filial disciple. I am afraid that you will be bored and I will find something for you to do."
Although the man in front of him is much younger than him, the Western miracle doctor has never regarded him as a junior.
It's not because of his identity, but what's the difference between this man's character and methods and those of the thousand-year-old monster?
He in Xicheng is really not that generous, so he acted as this person's elder just because of his age.
The two of them could barely be considered friends.
The Holy Lord smiled and asked, "Is your Ximo family unfilial?"
The Western doctor snorted coldly, turned around and left.
Before leaving, he frowned, "What do you think about what happened to Xiao Jiuer?"
Two years ago, this man went to Cangyu Kingdom for the first time, and he accompanied him at that time.
This man selected many male dolls from the homes of dignitaries in Cangyu, and made these male dolls have a dream about "goddess" overnight.
But they didn't let the two chosen male dolls have such a dream.
"Which one are you referring to?" The Holy Lord said casually.
Western miracle doctor: "..."
"The one about dreaming about the 'goddess'!"
"Oh~" the Holy Lord lazily protracted his tone and said matter-of-factly, "It's just to make it more difficult for those two children in the future. No matter who they are, if they can't even defeat those who have intentions towards the 'Goddess', then what's the point?
What qualifications do you have to stand with the children I raised?"
Western miracle doctor: "..."
Sure enough, he was overly worried. How could this person only do 'good deeds'?
"However," Holy Lord 'Youyou' sighed, "Xiao Jiu'er is becoming more and more different from when he was a child."
Western doctors also agree with this.
When Xiao Jiuer was over one year old, his thoughts were still quite obvious.
Now she is only over three years old, and it is increasingly difficult to distinguish between true joy and anger. For such a weak little person, she is so cruel to herself.
And the most important thing is that she seems to be friendly to everyone in the Holy Church and smiles at everyone.
Of course, the same applies to people outside the Holy Religion.
But she also has an indescribable natural insensitivity and evil indifference in her bones.
She is obviously so close to and cares about the people around her!
Although the Western Divine Doctor felt this way in his heart, he felt that he was neither an enemy nor a friend to the Holy Lord in front of him, so he immediately mocked, "Isn't this what you want to see? You cultivate her, don't you just want to try to see what kind of person you can raise?
Can this kind of 'extreme' come out?"
This statement has a deliberately heart-wrenching meaning.
The Holy Lord chuckled, "It seems that you, the Western Divine Doctor, still deeply regret what I did to you when you were young."
He clicked his tongue, "You're not wrong about what you said, Miracle Doctor of the West. I just want to see what kind of 'extreme' I can raise. But..."
The man's long smiling eyes narrowed slightly, "It's just a machine with no emotions. That would be too boring."
The Western miracle doctor sneered.
This man has it right.
Has he himself noticed that a lot of what he is doing now is not cultivating 'machines' or 'tools' at all, but rather trying to cultivate a 'person' like an individual?
"Speaking of which, that little girl Jiu'er recently rescued a little boy in the woods to the west. What a coincidence, it was one of the two people I had people find. He has returned to Cangyu now.
I also want people to go to Cangyu to have a look."
The Western doctor sneered again, "Is it really a coincidence? Didn't you force people to come here quietly?"
"This is an injustice to me. The child was chased by his mother's people. He ran away on his own, and it was indeed his mother's people who were chasing him. They broke into the woods to the west. What does this have to do with me?"
Western miracle doctors don’t believe it at all.
Cangyu was thousands of miles away from the Holy Religion of the Western Regions.
If you want to say that this man did nothing secretly, he came here purely by fate and coincidence, you wouldn't believe it even if you beat him to death.
However, the Western miracle doctor didn’t say much about this matter.
However, the next year, when Jiuer was four years old.
The Holy Lord went to Cangyu himself again.
Went there again when Jiuer was five years old.
After returning from Cangyu this time, one day Jiuer jumped up and ran to find the Holy Lord.
I saw someone lying on the bed, and there was someone else on the bed.
Xiao Jiuer immediately covered his eyes, "Oh, Master, you are busy, I will go out first~"
He turned around and sniffed with his little nose, "Ah, it doesn't seem like he's busy with what I thought."
The little girl came closer and said, "Master, Master, what are you doing? It smells like embroidery paint. Master, are you embroidering your body again?"
Jiuer likes embroidery.
Strictly speaking, she likes beautiful embroidery.
The flower embroidery under my mother’s left eye was done by my mother through her master.
There is also a large area on my mother's back.
That piece of cake left a deep impression on Jiu'er.
It was said that in order to treat the disease, the whole body was punctured. There were also light scars on the skin that could not be completely removed.
I simply tattooed a large piece of flower embroidery to cover it up.
What kind of embroidery is that?
That's it.
On the man's back, there are dozens of butterflies painted in gold and black, slanting from the shoulders to the waist.
Spreading wings, closing wings, facing the wind, perching on flowers...the shapes are different and lifelike.
Under the candlelight, the golden light shines and flows, and the butterfly seems to be injected with life, and it is about to fly.
The shock and beauty are not only good-looking, but also have a magical power that attracts people's eyes.
Extremely evil and charming.
Jiuer opened her mouth slightly and looked at the scene in front of her.
She blinked and muttered, "Master, my mother also has similar embroidery on her back, but I want it, but you won't let me embroider it."
"Didn't you say that this is the holy sect that all the saints can pierce? Then I am also the same one~"
She wants it very much.
It is true that people from the holy sect of the holy religion would do it.
but……
The man put on his clothes and stood up, while the embroidery master next to him stepped aside respectfully.
The man's deep voice sounded like a smile but not a smile, "Xiao Jiu'er, do you like this thing so much?"
He lifted the lantern next to him. The flower pattern painted on the lantern seemed a little too red, as red as stagnant blood.
Jiuer immediately recognized that this was a personal leather lantern!
The man got out of bed holding a lantern.
Facing Jiu'er, he bent down slightly.
Just when he bent down, his long hair fell from his shoulders and gently brushed Jiu'er's forehead.
Xiao Jiuer was so fearless that she stared at him with big eyes.
Seeing her like this, the man's lips curled into a smile again.
He raised the lantern to eye level with her, "Xiao Jiuer likes it so much, I will peel it off and make it into a lantern for you to play with."
Jiuer is very angry.
Master Dog wouldn't prick her if he didn't want to prick her. He actually scared her!
snort!
But by the way, what did Master Dog just ask the tattoo artist to tattoo on the piece of flower embroidery on his back?
She glanced and really didn't see it.
I want to see it now, but I have no chance.
Everyone has their clothes on.
Oh, what a pity.
It was not until later that Baili Wushang slept in the dreamland for nearly ten years.
When Jiuer was sixteen, he really got such a lantern from the old man.
Only then did she know what was being stabbed...
But Jiu'er didn't understand at this time.
She has always been extremely resentful because she did not have such a beautiful thing.
She even went to see the miraculous doctor Dashi in West Desert and tried hard to cure her.
"Uncle Miracle Doctor, please give me a tattoo too~"
The little mouth calls it sweet, but it's useless.
After pestering for a long time to no avail, Jiuer finally gave up.
Seeing that she finally left, the taciturn Western doctor went to the Holy Lord again.
Doctor Xi gritted his teeth, "Didn't the clues you left for her deliberately mislead her?"
The Holy Lord clicked his tongue and marveled, "Miracle Doctor of the West, it turns out that you also have a heart. You actually care about my little Jiu'er sincerely."
Doctor Xi was angrily, "I am not as hard-hearted as you, Holy Lord. After all, I am just watching the child grow up!"
"That's strange, Doctor Western, when did you have such expectations for me as a good person?"
The corners of the doctor's lips trembled twice, but in the end he said nothing and left with a puff of sleeves.
Doesn't he know that with Xiao Jiu'er's current temperament, if she is allowed to find the 'medicine' smoothly, she still won't grow.
Maybe one day she will understand what the Holy Lord hopes she can understand, but that day will definitely be very late.
In that case, how many more years will Xiao Jiuer suffer?
What's more, although Xiao Jiu'er's current body has been forcibly controlled to the point of being 'unharmed'.
But once the disease occurs, the pain is unimaginable.
That's all the pain.
Mainly because of the poison in her body, it's really hard to say whether it can last until she understands it.
Yes, Gu.
The Holy Saint of the Western Regions, Baili Wushang, is definitely a peerless genius who is better than his master.
No matter which way it is.
Love Gu, Life and Death Gu, Human Gu, these three things used to control people, he combined them to make something weird.
Not only that, he was trained in reverse!
To put it bluntly, what he researched is no longer even a poison, but has become a kind of medicine!
But this medicine has some of the characteristics of the voodoo, but does not have the restrictions of the voodoo!
The most terrifying thing is that this kind of sophisticated stuff can only be played one-on-one.
What he has researched is one-to-many!
Be it Jiu'er or Cang Yu's two children, they were all affected by this poison.
Integrated into their blood.
If Jiu'er never goes to find those two people, it won't have any impact on them.
So, they don't even know they are bewitched.
The Holy Lord just told them that he had a child who was not in good health.
If you go to Cangyu in the future, ask them to take more care of you.
In response, the Holy Lord provided them with a lot of help.
At that time, the biological mother of those two children had passed away.
Their mother didn't have time to teach them, so the Holy One had someone teach them.
What the elders cannot teach, the Holy Master himself teaches.
At that time, the Holy Lord did not tell the two children his identity, but he did not deliberately hide it either.
In short, Jiu'er found them. No matter who he was with, it was true that only when the other person truly cared about each other and had a connected mind could the strange 'medicine' on his body work.
Because that weird and heaven-defying thing was originally made from the fusion and improvement of human voodoo, love voodoo, and life and death voodoo.
Someone who can come up with such a way to keep Jiu'er alive, and still succeed in doing so, is almost like a real living King of Hell in the human world.
As for whether it is fair or unfair to those two children.
Is Baili Wushang the person who would consider such a problem?
Just like he never considers whether the person Jiu'er chooses will not like Jiu'er.
Does this issue need to be considered?
The child he raised himself doesn’t understand him yet?
Therefore, the Western miracle doctor is not actually here to blame the Holy Lord.
The Western Divine Doctor has known the Holy Master for a relatively long time.
He felt, felt, that the person in front of him seemed to have paved the way for his apprentice, his disciple, or his adopted daughter many years later.
The Western miracle doctor felt that this man would soon be unable to stay in this world...
Even his apprentice and adopted daughter can't keep him...
That was six years after Baili Wushang set himself on fire in the dreamland, and the year when Jiuer became ill at the age of twelve.
The Western miracle doctor went to the dreamland alone.
He stepped into the empty dreamland, raised the strong wine in his hand, and poured it into the ground beneath his feet.
After a while, the Western doctor sat down on the floor.
"I'll call you little brother."
“Little brother, you’ve calculated everything but you’ve missed it... There are often too many people and things in this world that are caught off guard.”
After a pause, "It's not like I was caught off guard. You could probably tell it at the beginning."
He sighed again, "Anyway, Xiao Jiu'er is only twelve years old this year. She didn't get sick at sixteen as you expected. She got sick early..."
The Western miracle doctor took a sip of wine by himself.
"I have seen everything in my life. One day, little brother, you will so sincerely try to raise two children well, which is really new to me."
Baili Wushang raised two children.
His apprentice Baili Feiyue.
His adopted daughter, Murong Jiu.
The Western miracle doctor recalled that the man once said with a half-smile, "Even though this world is boring in many ways, my disciples and grandchildren are my own, so why should I treat them badly?"
When he said it, he didn't seem to care at all.
But he did it without even noticing it.
Although they didn't care that much from the beginning, even though they were just a part of his game to a certain extent, they seemed to be no different from people in other games.
But in the end, he was worthy of the word 'master' and also worthy of the word 'adopted father'.
He even left Wu Qi for his apprentice in the end.
He knows Wu Qi's character very well. It should be said that he knows the character of anyone he chooses.
Everyone's potential and abilities are known to him.
Wu Qi is a person who hopes to solve the human poison.
He left this hope to his apprentice.
Although he and Regent Dajing fought for several rounds, in the end, he left his disciple Wu Qi, a junior who was very likely to be able to cure people's poison...
Although I can't understand it, the difference is not big.
This is also the reason why he himself never planned to help cure people's poison.
This is true for the bottom, and this is true for the top...
He can barely be regarded as worthy of the word 'disciple'.
When the late Saint passed the title of Saint to him, many elders in the sect were secretly worried.
In recent years, some countries in the Western Region have had the intention of using the influence of the Holy Religion for other purposes.
I’m just afraid of the new Holy Lord…
But he never expected that in the end, it would be the new Holy Lord who completely resolved the crisis of the Holy Religion being exploited by the countries in the Western Regions.
Even if the ancestors are here, they may not be able to keep the Holy Religion completely unchanged from the original intention when surrounded by wolves.
After all, sometimes it doesn’t matter if you don’t want to or don’t want to.
Instead, you will be forced to do what you want and do.
However, Baili Wushang did it.
The Holy Religion is still the Holy Religion.
He also trained a very qualified new Holy Lord for the Holy Religion...
Holy religion, everything is fine.
The Western miraculous doctor looked at the vast dreamland.
The scorched earth a few years ago is now a patch of green vegetation.
Amidst the heavy miasma, peach blossoms are blooming in several places. (To be continued)