Tell the lord, the princess has climbed the wall

Chapter 203 Died, Heartbroken

"That's true. Pindao went to Kang Wang's Mansion early this morning." Priest Wuji nodded slightly, "You have worked hard for the past year, and the health of the prince has been conditioned better than Pindao imagined."

"Thank you, it's my job after all." Zuo Mu didn't intend to study Sima Cheng's condition at this time, so he quickly brought the topic back to the right path, "I'm just curious, why do you look like my master so much?" Similar? What is the relationship between you two?"

Seeing Zuo Mu's persistence, Daoist Wuji sighed softly, and said helplessly, "Hey, this topic is a long story, so let's come in and talk slowly, my child."

Infinity View, after half an hour,

After the patient and meticulous explanation by Taoist Wuji, Zuo Mu and others finally got a general understanding of the truth of the matter.

"So, you are really Taoist Wuji, and the reason why you look similar to Taoist Fengchi is because you are brothers?" After listening for a long time, Wei Zhaoran finally understood and asked curiously.

She just said, for no reason, if there is no blood relationship, how could two people look so similar.

"To be precise, Taoist Fengchi is only less than a quarter of an hour older than Pindao, but it is a pity that shortly after our brothers were born, due to the passing away of our parents, we were sent to different people, and then moved to different schools. Taoist cultivating Taoism." Mentioning this matter, Taoist Priest Wuji is also very sympathetic.

"Then since you haven't seen each other all this time, when did you know that there is a brother like Master?" Zuo Mu quickly found the point of Wujidao's long story and asked.

"This..." Mentioning this question, Taoist Wuji's eyes darkened, and he let out a long sigh, seemingly calming down for a long time, Fang Shen said,

"Yaya, you've grown up now, and it's time for you to know the truth about some things.

Speaking of knowing that I have an elder brother, it was a winter ten years ago.
As New Year's Eve approaches, Pindao accidentally arrives at a small mountain village at the junction of Annan and Yuezhi during a trip.

Unexpectedly, after arriving there, when everyone saw the old Taoist, they were all scared out of their wits, turned around and ran away, and even the timid ones passed out directly..."

"Ah, why? You are so kind, you don't look scary?" Wei Zhaoran couldn't help asking curiously.

"Yes, Pindao is also very puzzled in his heart. Although Pindao is an outsider, there is nothing scary about himself, so he is also very strange about this matter in his heart."

"Then you didn't catch a bold person and ask what happened?" Wei Zhaoran quickly suggested after all with a bright mind.

"That's true, Pindao really did that later.

Finally, I found a brave villager. After questioning, I found out that half a month ago, a Taoist priest who looked exactly like me died tragically in front of a ruined temple in the mountains.

Speaking of the tragic death of the elder brother, no one knew about it, but coincidentally, the villagers just collected some silver taels a year ago, and planned to renovate the ruined temple years ago, so when everyone came to the ruined temple, they accidentally discovered The tragedy of his brother. "

Speaking of this, Daoist Wuji paused, and after a while, Fang choked up and said, "They said that when Daoist died, his hair, skin, and limbs were all intact, and it was said that he was miserable because his heart was dug out. go."

"What? Heart-digging?" Hearing this, everyone jumped up almost at the same time, shouting in disbelief.

Zuo Mu's legs went limp, and he even trembled and fell down. Fortunately, Wei Zhaoran had quick eyesight and quick hands, and helped him in time.

"You mean, Master was in trouble ten years ago? And he was beaten." After a long while, Zuo Mufang confirmed with a trembling voice.

"Yaya, listen to me first," Taoist Wuji tried to slow down his voice, trying to appease Zuo Mudao, "I was also shocked when I heard this.

Then after a few days of visits, I even found some relics of my brother from a few brave villagers. I think these two things should look familiar to you. "

Having said that, Priest Wuji turned around and entered the room. After a while, Fang tremblingly took out two portraits that had turned yellow.

Wei Zhaoran rushed forward, snatched one of them, opened it, and immediately shouted in surprise, "Aunt Kang Wang, is the person in this painting really you? Such a cute and beautiful little girl."

Zuo Mu stepped forward and only glanced at it, his heart sank instantly.

The villain in this painting is indeed no different from himself, although he looks only two or three years old, and there is a small red flower on each of the two small horn braids,

But she was very impressed. When she was a child, she really liked to pester Master to tie this kind of braid.

Looking at Zuo Mu's eyes, Daoist Wuji naturally guessed the facts pretty well, hesitated for a while and took out another painting, "And this one, if Pindao's guess is right, this It should be a small portrait of Empress Annanxue."

Zuo Mu took it tremblingly, "This is indeed the portrait of the empress!"

Because the master and the queen mother had learned martial arts together when they were young, the master has always had a small portrait of the queen mother.And he has always had the habit of keeping it close to his body. Zuo Mu knew about it and had seen it many times by accident.

"Actually, after I got these two items, I went to Annan to inquire about them."

After a pause, Taoist Wuji continued, "Then I found out about your existence from other people. I knew that my elder brother brought you up with his own hands. He has always regarded you as my own. I knew that you and your master were born half a year ago. He promised to take you back to Fengchi Villa to celebrate the New Year years ago..."

Priest Wuji was still talking, but Zuo Mu couldn't listen anymore,
She covered her ears and shouted, "No, I don't believe it. Master is so good at martial arts, how could he be killed? Who can beat him?"

"However, the descriptions of those villagers are indeed true, and the relics are all here, and they all match up..."

Seeing Zuo Mu's agitation, Priest Wuji also looked helpless, holding the two small portraits in his hand, he opened his mouth, hesitant to speak.

"Why do you say that Master was killed?" Zuo Mu was so angry that he directly snatched the small statues and threw them on the ground. He stared at the blood-red eyes and asked Priest Wuji, "Then let me ask you, have you ever Have you seen the dead body of Master?"

Priest Wuji paused for a moment, "There really isn't one!"

"As his brother, how can you hear it from hearsay when you haven't seen Master's body.

Anyway, I don't believe that Master is dead. He is not only good at martial arts, but also good at medicine. He is definitely still alive, but he just doesn't want us to find him.

When I was young, he asked me to practice martial arts with Brother Xue and Big Brother, but I always refused to listen to him and sneaked out to play again and again. So, he must have been angry because I didn’t live up to it, so he deliberately ignored me. mine.

When his anger subsides someday, he will naturally come to me. "

(End of this chapter)