There is nothing to say about Song Yi, a fish that slipped through the net. All that awaits him is death.
Even though he watched Liu Mochao die from exhaustion of energy and blood, Chang Shisan's hatred for him was never eliminated.
If Liu Mochao had nine lives, Chang Shisan would definitely kill him nine times.
No one from the Xingyue Sect can survive. These people will all be buried with their master.
Chang Shisan said: "Zhongchun, send him to the chief helm for me."
"yes."
In Zhongchun, someone was sent to hand Song Yi over to the guards at the helm. Chang Shisan and Lin Xun also returned to the helm.
Lin Xun was silent all the way. When he arrived at the main helm, he finally couldn't hold his tongue and asked: "Master, what do you want to do with this person?"
Chang Shisan stopped and said: "With this man's blood, I will burn incense for your Uncle Xiao."
Uncle Xiao, Lin Xun had not called him this name for a long time. When Xiao Dong left, Lin Xun was only an eight-year-old child.
Song Yi was sent to Tianyun Zongtang, where Xiao Dong’s tablet was placed.
The solemn lobby is solemn and solemn. The furnishings are clean and not stained with any dust.
When Song Yi saw Xiao Dong's tablet, he immediately understood that Chang Shisan was going to take his own life here.
Song Yi struggled in the lobby for the last time: "Let me go! Let me go! Let me go! Let me go!" His body twisted, and then he was pinned to the ground by two people, unable to move.
Chang Shisan walked in from the door and heard Song Yi shouting in the lobby. He came up and gave Song Yi a hard slap in the face.
Blood oozed from the corner of Song Yi's mouth. Chang Shisan squatted in front of him and said softly: "If I hear you shout again, I guarantee you will regret it!"
Chang Shisan picked up three incense sticks, lit them on the candles, and placed them in the incense bowl.
He took three steps back, lifted his robe, knelt down deeply, and kowtowed deeply.
Chang Shisan looked at Xiao Dong's tablet and said: "Master, my disciple is unfilial. Liu Mochao's minions didn't send it to you until today. Master knows something, please accept it."
Thirteen stood up and drew out the Mo Yang Sword at hand. The tip of the sword instantly turned bright red.
Song Yi died.
Blood splattered on the floor in front of the memorial tablet.
Thirteen leaned down and kowtowed again.
Thirteen ordered: "Throw the body into the back mountain to feed the dogs. After you're done, come to me in the main hall."
The two dragged Song Yi's body away.
Lin Xun was waiting at the door for Chang Shisan to come out. Looking at Song Yi's body, Lin Xun quickly backed down.
A living person who was talking just now died like this.
The person who killed him was his future master. Lin Xun's heart palpitated, and he made it clear that he should be a little scared.
Lin Xun became even more silent and followed Chang Shisan with heavy steps into the main hall of the chief helm.
After a cup of tea, the two men who escorted Song Yi came to the main hall to see Chang Shisan.
"Gang leader." The two of them saluted.
Chang Shisan said to the two of them: "What kind of place was that just now? Didn't you know to plug that bitch's mouth before you went in? Ah!" Chang Shisan slapped the table hard.
The two of them were horrified and hurriedly knelt down: "Gang leader, please calm down! I know my mistake!"
Song Yi, a remnant of the Xingyue Sect, yelled in front of Xiao Dongling. How could Chang Shisan tolerate such disrespect and disturb his old man?
At that time, Chang Shisan only punished Song Yi and did not blame these two people in front of the funeral.
Chang Shisan said to the two of them: "Go to the Law Enforcement Hall and give each person ten lashes."
"I obey." The two of them kowtowed, exited the lobby, and headed to the law enforcement hall. These actions were done in one go, without any hesitation. They looked like they were used to it.
Lin Xun stood aside, thoughtful, and it seemed that he had something on his mind.
Chang Shisan walked over and wanted to touch Lin Xun's head. Unexpectedly, Lin Xun hurriedly took a step back, avoiding Chang Shisan's hand.
Chang Shisan retracted his hand and said: "Xun'er, I will salute tomorrow and officially join the Tianyunshan sect. After tomorrow, you will be a member of my sect. I will also start to teach you martial arts. How about it?"
Lin Xun raised his head, glanced at Chang Shisan and said, "I'm going home to sleep tonight."
"Okay. Remember to come back tomorrow." Chang Shisan left the lobby with his hands behind his hands.
…
Thirteen came to Shaoan's room: "Shaoan, Shaoan?"
No one responded. Shaoan and Ah Fu went crazy somewhere.
Ah Fu is counting on a master like Shaoan to teach him martial arts, eight hundred years from now.
Lin Xun left the helm and rode back to Fuliu Villa.
…
Lin Ping saw his precious son coming back and came out to greet him with a smile on his face.
Lin Xun's first words when he entered the room were: "Dad, I don't want to worship this master anymore."
Lin Ping looked at Lin Xun in surprise, what happened to this child? Where did such a sentence come from.
Becoming a disciple of Chang Shisan is something that my son has always thought about and thought about day and night. Today, the brat Chang Shisan finally let go. His son should be filled with joy.
Lin Ping asked: "Xun'er, what's wrong with you? Why did you suddenly stop worshiping me? This opportunity is something that my father and I worked hard for."
Lin Xun muttered in a low voice: "I'm afraid of him."
"What? What!" Lin Ping stepped forward and stared at his son. This boy was fearless. Did he just say "scared"?
Lin Ping laughed out loud: "Is there anyone else you're afraid of?"
Lin Xun saw his father laughing at him and said hurriedly: "Dad, don't laugh! I'm serious."
Lin Ping asked: "Is that brat giving you a hard time? Tell daddy and he will help you teach him a lesson."
Lin Xun said: "Dad, you don't know what he did on this day!"
From draining the blood from Xiang Xian's shoulder with a whip, to stabbing Song Yi, to severely punishing his disciples. Lin Xun followed Chang Shisan for a day, and was already frightened out of his wits by this "crazy" man.
Originally, I thought Chang Shisan was just being cruel to outsiders, which Lin Xun could accept. But later, the two disciples who had done something wrong were given ten lashes by Chang Shisan!
Will I be able to live with such a person as my teacher? Maybe I will be beaten to death by him one day.
Lin Xun thought: People from the Tianyun Mountain Sect trembled with fear in front of Chang Shisan. He really didn’t know how Chang Shisan would treat him when he entered the Tianyun Mountain Sect in the future.
After listening to Xun'er's description, Lin Ping suddenly fell silent.
It can be said that Lin Ping watched Chang Shisan grow up. Lin Ping knew only too well how lively, free and easy this brat was when he was young.
Since Xiao Dong left, this child has endured too much. His young shoulders have shouldered the heavy responsibility of being the leader of the Tianyun Mountain Sect. From the weak days of the Tianyun Mountain Sect to what it is today, not only has the sect changed, but this child has also changed.
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He doesn’t like to talk, laugh, or fight...
Became cold, stubborn, even a little extreme...
Lin Ping has a free-spirited temperament and cannot survive a life of strife and strife. In Lin Ping's heart, this brat is admired by his seniors.
Lin Ping knew that the brat was not cold at heart. Like himself, he originally enjoyed unrestrained freedom.
Lin Ping knew even more that this was the path that brat had to choose, and the price of this path was having to give up what he desired most.
What should Lin Ping tell his son? Xun'er wouldn't understand, even though the brat who took over as gang leader was only one year older than Xun'er now.