I'm the villain's mother

"Have you heard? This year's Fairy Gate Conference will be held in Cangshan School again."

"Your news is really backward. I heard that the Yezhu tribe in Kunlun is coming, and the Yaozu tribe in the past life are also coming. You only know that the Cangshan faction is going to do it, but you don't know that it's been so many years. This is the first time such an event has been held.”

"I've heard of it too, but how did you bet?"

"Bet on what?"

"Bet."

"What bet?"

"You are not curious, who can win the championship?"

"Then who else is there? Don't you know? The most powerful disciple of Taiyan Palace, the one named Chi, is the most powerful among the younger generation."

"That's not necessarily true. I heard that this year's talisman repair is also very fierce."

"Hey, you are the Yaozu and the Yezhu clan eating dry food, that is the real variable."

"How can you grow other people's ambitions in your own land and destroy your own prestige? If you want me to bet, I will bet on our Cangshan faction."

"Cangshan School is a medical practitioner."

"Underestimate that we are in medical repair, just wait and see."

As soon as these words fell to the ground, the people who were talking together dispersed, but the old woman on the seat opened her mouth.

"The world has really changed. I never thought that a disciple of the Cangshan School could say such a thing. After all, medical practitioners are really not that good at fighting."

The old man next to him took up the words: "The world today is different from ours at that time."

The old woman smiled, her hands trembled, and she knocked the bell next to her to the ground. The bell rolled a few times on the ground. The old woman patted her dress, and just as she was about to stand up, a hand with sharp joints appeared in front of her eyes.

"Old woman, this is your bell."

The old woman smiled and said: "Yes, judging by the appearance of the younger generation, are you here to participate in the fairy gate meeting?"

The visitor nodded and said politely, "Yes."

The old woman looked and looked, and said for a long time: "From Taiyan Palace?"

The visitor smiled: "You have good eyesight, I am from Taiyan Palace."

The old woman said again: "Master is Su Hu?"

The person who came nodded: "Yes, I'm Liu Ming, I don't know how to call you senior."

The old woman looked at the old man and smiled happily: "The surname is Jiang."

The old man shook his head helplessly, and said, "My surname is Song."

"Junior Brother Liu, it's time to go."

Liu Ming turned his head, looked at the large troops that had gone away, and patted his head: "Here we come, Senior Brother Chi."

He said to the two of them again: "I'm sorry, my senior brother took two steps to check if there are any missing people, I have to hurry over, Senior Jiang, Senior Song, we are destined to meet again."

The two old men nodded, and said to him again: "Go, help us greet Master Su."

After Liu Ming left, old man Song smiled: "Is it interesting?"

"Of course it's interesting, why can't you still take my surname? Song Jiang?"

The old man reached out and gently brushed off the disguise on his face, and it was Jiang Yingsi.

"Okay, then madam, it's getting late, where are we going now?"

Song Zhujun looked into the alley, saw the candlelight reflected on the ground, and immediately stood up.

"Let's go there."

Jiang Yingsi took the things Song Zhujun left on the table and followed.

"Now that several cities are integrated into one, it is even more prosperous than it was back then."

"Adie!"

The little girl ran into Song Zhujun's arms with a smile.

Song Zhujun gently touched her head: "Is your name Adie?"

Adie nodded.

Song Zhujun didn't say anything else, and he waited for the little girl's parents to catch up before handing Adie back.

The woman was full of anxiety, with anger creeping up on her face, the man smiled: "Yin Niang calm down, Ah Die didn't do it on purpose."

When they were far away, Jiang Yingsi said, "You just came to see Meng Die's reincarnation?"

Song Zhujun nodded.

"Let's go, there are still many people to see."

They walked all the way south, passing through the lively Jiangzhou.

It was rare for Jiang Yingsi to ask to stay for two days, and Song Zhujun also stayed in Jiangzhou for a few days. Seeing that Huaiyu's death day was approaching, they had no choice but to leave Jiangzhou.

It was early in the morning when we arrived at the area under the jurisdiction of Daomen, before hearing the cries for sale, Mr. Song Zhu was captivated by the smell of steamed stuffed buns.

"Selling steamed stuffed buns." When they really stood still, the girl's cries came to her ears like the singing of birds in the early morning, waking up the two people who were exhausted from the boat.

"Little sister, here are two buns."

"Two pennies."

Song Zhujun took out the money, and the little girl smiled happily and turned her head to the woman kneading the dough.

"Aniang, look, let me tell you that I can also sell you money."

Song Zhujun smiled, staring at the red birthmark on the girl's face.

Logically speaking, that kind of birthmark can only be left after being burned by fire in the previous life.

Just looking at the smile on the little girl's face, what did she think it was?It would be nice to have a peaceful and happy life.

"Ah Di, A Chuan is crying, look at A Chuan."

The little girl answered with a smile.

Song Zhujun felt familiar in a trance, but turned his head but couldn't figure it out. She had actually forgotten a lot in these years.

"What's the matter, what are you thinking?"

Song Zhujun smiled: "I didn't think about anything, I just don't know if I can see Master Su today."

Jiang Yingsi sighed: "You clearly know that Su Hu and Huaiyu have a deep relationship, so it's inevitable that you will feel sad when you come."

Song Zhujun didn't say anything.

She just remembered that decades ago, after they worshiped, she turned around to find the sachet she had left behind. She had seen Su Hu who had aged under the moonlight.

Ask what love is in the world, but who can really explain it clearly?
"Speaking of which, something strange happened this year. The Immortal Gate Conference is drawing to a close, and the biggest winner is a doctor named Li Huan. He has lived for a long time and can see everything."

Jiang Yingsi shook his head, and Song Zhujun joked, "Why, you, as a master, are not happy at all when you hear the news that your own apprentice is about to win the championship."

Jiang Yingsi sighed: "Didn't our brothers in the sky say that? The original Dao of Heaven felt ashamed, and added some luck to the mortals under his original jurisdiction. Li Huan not only received the luck of the Dao of Heaven, but also Accepting mine is purely luck."

Song Zhujun laughed for a long time and finally said a complete sentence.

"Do you really think that they go up to eat dry food? Heaven will add and Yuan won't? They won't? If you only care about the original mortals, isn't it a kind of exploitation for our people? They know it well! Your apprentice is purely yourself. sharp."

Jiang Yingsi nodded: "Indeed, anyone who hears that he is in the sword will be happy to die. Only he has to go to practice medicine. It seems that he has too much obsession in his previous life. He wants to protect someone in this life, but I After reading it, the person he wanted to protect is long gone."

Song Zhujun turned his head to look at him: "Then Jiang Yingsi, why don't you stay in Jiangzhou for a while, it is obviously your home."

Jiang Yingsi knew she was changing the subject, so she didn't expose it.

"It's been so many years, everything will change. Speaking of which, have you met those from the Beast Sect?"

"See you, it's Jade Qilin."

After leaving the Daomen, they walked back in a circle. About half a month later, they passed an unknown village. There was a big ginkgo tree, and the tree was covered with prayer silk ribbons. .

When they left, a very old silk sash was blown into Song Zhujun's hands by the wind.

Song Zhujun burst into tears unconsciously, and Jiang Yingsi asked her in a panic, "What's wrong?"

Mr. Song Zhu shook his head: "I don't know. It is said that the higher the silk sash is tied, the more effective it is. It is so old and I have been thinking about it for a long time. Now it is floating down because the wish of the person who made the wish came true. Maybe I have such a big reaction. It's because it's someone I know well. But I can't remember, I just feel happy."

Jiang Yingsi comforted her for a long time, and finally decided to stay here for one night.

That night, Song Zhujun had a long dream, and the dream was full of strange lights, she couldn't see anything clearly, she only remembered that when she woke up, the voice of the woman in the dream echoed in her ears.

"I'm very happy."

After walking for another month, I met a few young people on the road.

There are those from the Beast Sect, the Taiyan Palace, and the Daomen, and there are even those from the Tanhua Sect and the Past Life Sea.

Mr. Song Zhu didn't have time to marvel, he was staggered by the little novice monk of Tan Huazong.

The little novice clapped his hands together to apologize, Song Zhujun said lightly that he was fine, but his eyes followed the little novice's back.

In a daze, she seemed to see a group of boys and girls who used to walk together like this.

"Mr. Bamboo!"

"Senior Brother Feng!"

"Su Hu!"

Those memories are like a tide, rushing across the long time.

It was the smell of sunshine at that time.

It was the righteous laughter of the teenagers at that time.

Jiang Yingsi knew what she was thinking, and smiled and embraced her.

Youth travel, youth travel, the world of mortals, wanting to break the river and climb the willow.

Bashang willow, Bashang willow, rivers and lakes are far and wide, sweet-scented osmanthus is empty of wine. (end of this chapter)