The Husky and His White Cat Shizun - Chap 166

It was the Jincheng Pool. The inscription “Imitating the Path of Difficulty” on the side of the pool was written in bright red.

There were only two living people in the scene, Nangong Liu and Xu Shuanglin. The reason why it was said that there were only two living people was because there were countless dead people lying on the ground.

Or it could be said that there were dead flood dragon people.

“Hurry up. If we seal the path and don’t let other cultivators go up the mountain, I’m afraid it will arouse suspicion.”

“It’s almost done.” Xu Shuanglin stuffed a black chess piece into a flood dragon person’s mouth and then silently chanted a spell. The flood dragon person stood up shakily from the ground and bowed to the two of them. With a plop, it jumped back into the Jincheng Pool floating with ice shards. Xu Shuanglin said, “I’m not familiar with this forbidden technique yet. When I’m more familiar with it, I don’t need to feed them chess pieces one by one. I just need to point in the air, and they will receive my orders and be at my disposal.”

“It’s that powerful?”

“Otherwise, how can it be called a forbidden technique? Even if you cultivate to that level, it’s just the tip of the iceberg. I’ve seen people … “Xu Shuanglin suddenly stopped talking and smiled.” I mean, I’ve seen records in books about people who can keep all the consciousness of living beings and make them listen to their orders willingly. That’s called powerful. At my level, I can only control the body, but I can’t control the mind. I’m still far from that. ”

Nangong Liu nodded. “You don’t need to cultivate too well. It’s not a good thing to attract attention.”

“You’re right, Lord.”

“But it’s good that you thought of this method. To break my curse, you need to open the Infernal Gate, and to open the Infernal Gate, you need to have the spiritual power of the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. It’s not easy to find the essence of spiritual bodies in this world. We can’t test them one by one, but you have the ability to change the Jincheng Pool. Those cultivators who come to ask for the sword will all tell you what spiritual core they have. It’s really a good thing to sit back and enjoy the fruits of others’ work. ”

As he spoke, he took out an orange from a pouch on the horse beside him and peeled it. As he ate, he praised, “Shuanglin, those monsters in the Jincheng Pool can’t even defeat you. You’re really capable.”

Xu Shuanglin smiled. “Although the Jincheng Pool is an ancient ruin, after hundreds of millions of years, the divine power of the Gou Chen Upper Palace has been weakened. or else, with my ability, I wouldn’t have been able to enter. Lord, you’re praising me. ”

Nangong Liu laughed out loud. “Tell me, how do you want me to reward you?”

“I don’t want anything…

“Sigh, no, I have to say one.”

“Lord, give me half of the orange.”

Nangong Liu was stunned for a moment before she smiled and said, “This is nothing.” However, she still peeled the orange and handed it to Xu Shuanglin, “I’ll give you the whole one.”

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“You’re such a strange person. Then I’ll give you half. ”

Nangong Liu said and handed the orange meat over. Xu Shuanglin’s fingertips were bloodstained, so it was inconvenient for him to take it. He directly ate it from Nangong Liu’s fingertips and said brightly, “It’s sweet and juicy. It tastes good.”

At that moment, Xu Shuanglin’s smile seemed a little scary under the sunlight. The orange juice stained the corner of his mouth and was licked off by his tongue, like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue.

Nangong Liu suddenly felt a little scared and immediately took back his hand, but then his face showed an annoyed and confused expression, as if he didn’t understand what he was afraid of.

Xu Shuanglin suddenly said, “Look at that.”

“What?” Nangong Liu looked over. After a while, his eyes suddenly widened. His slightly chubby face showed an extremely complicated expression. “It’s … it …”

“Man-eating pomfret.” Xu Shuanglin picked up the dead pomfret and threw it on the sandy beach. He leaned over and looked at it carefully. The monster with a lion’s face and a fish’s body bared its teeth, revealing bloodstained canine teeth. Its pair of gray and black eyes were bulging, and there was no light in them.

Xu Shuanglin dipped a little of its blood and smelled it. He subconsciously rubbed his bare feet and frowned, “Ugh, it stinks.”

He stood up and kicked the pomfret, “This should be one of the rare evil beasts in the Golden City Pool. Although the beasts that the North Star left in the pool to guard Shenwu were all auspicious beasts, a long time is enough to change a lot of things. Ghosts can transcend, gods can fall, let alone a mere divine beast.”

Nangong Liu murmured, “It was it … that wanted me to offer the Rong Yan’s heart …”

Everyone outside the illusion was horrified. Except for Chu Wanning, who already knew the truth, the others were even more surprised than before. “What?!”

“Rong Yan … That’s … That’s …”

Some people murmured, and some people had already turned to look at Nangong Si with astonishment and pity. “That’s his …”

Nangong Si was stunned at first, and then his whole body began to tremble. He staggered back and fell to his knees. His face was paler than a dead person, and more terrifying than a ghost.

“Mother? Impossible … Impossible! ”

Ye Wangxi held back his tears and said, “Ah Si …”

“Impossible!!” Nangong Si was on the verge of insanity. His handsome face was distorted by fear and anger, grief and shock. His facial features were almost dislocated. He couldn’t listen to anyone’s words, and he couldn’t hear anything anymore. “Impossible! My mother died when she was killing a monster! Father told me that her heart was pierced through when she was killing a Demonic Beast! ”

Then he suddenly shook and murmured to himself, “Without a heart … She died when her heart was pierced …”

He didn’t cry. His eyes were wide open, and his eyeballs were about to burst. He kept repeating in a hoarse voice, from murmuring to shouting, from shouting to roaring, from roaring to crazily roaring, “Pierced the heart!!! Pierced the heart!!! ”

His memory suddenly flashed back.

That year, he was still very young. His parents and a group of people set out together to Jincheng Lake to seek a sword. He remembered very clearly that the night before, because he wanted to play, he and Naobaijin went crazy at the back of the mountain until very late at night. Lu Kang sneaked back to his room in the middle of the night and wanted to pretend to be reciting a book. However, he didn’t know that his mother had come to find him after dinner, and wanted to give him a newly embroidered quiver. In the end, after looking around, she didn’t see him in the young master’s mansion, so she knew that he sneaked out to play again.

Rong Yan was a woman with a very cold temperament. Unlike other mothers, she didn’t dote on Nangong Si intimately. When she came to Nangong Si’s bedroom again, Nangong Si was pretending to hold a scroll of the 《Wandering Free and Unfettered》, shaking his head and reciting it. Rong Yan asked him to stop and asked him, “What did you do after dinner?”

Nangong Si didn’t know that Rong Yan had already found out that he was slacking. He put down the book, scratched his head, and said with a bright smile, “Mother, I, I was reciting a book.”

“You were reciting it the whole time?”

The child was afraid of being punished, so after stuttering for a long time, he still nodded, “Mm … mm, mm!”

Rong Yan slightly raised her elegant neck and raised her chin. She lowered her eyes and looked at him with disdain. Her eyes were sharp and cold, “Liar.”

Nangong Si was startled. His face turned red, “I didn’t.”

Rong Yan didn’t say much. She took his bamboo scroll and closed it, asking, “What’s the first sentence? What’s the first sentence?”

“And … and the whole world … and …”

“And the whole world praises it, but not persuades!” Rong Yan frowned. She slapped the bamboo scroll on the table and sternly said, “Nangong Si, what did Mother teach you? It’s fine if you play outside until late at night, but now you’ve learned how to deceive people?! ”

“Mother …”

“Don’t call me!”

Nangong Si saw that his mother was angry, so he couldn’t help but panic. Compared to his amiable father, he was actually more in awe of his mother, who was always dressed in military attire and had a heroic spirit.

“You’re too unreasonable.”

The little child’s eyes reddened. He was afraid that his mother would scold him again, so he tried to argue, “I, I didn’t come back too late. I just played outside for a while after dinner.”

Rong Yan glared at him. His mother, who was originally not so angry, became more and more disappointed and angry as her son racked his brains to argue.

“I’ll come back as soon as it’s dark.”

“Slap!”

A loud slap interrupted Nangong Si’s words.

Rong Yan’s chest heaved up and down. She still maintained her posture of raising her hand. She angrily shouted, “Nangong Si! Greed, resentment, deceit, murder, rape, and plunder are the seven things that a scholarly gentleman mustn’t do. Where did you learn these words? Do you want to continue lying to your Mother?! ”

Nangong Si was stunned by her slap. After a while, he came back to his senses. Tears filled his eyes. He felt wronged and shouted, “If you weren’t so fierce, I, why would I lie? You hit me and scolded me … You, you don’t treat me well at all! I don’t like you! I like Father! “As he said this, he ran out to find Nangong Liu.

“You, stop right there!”

Rong Yan pulled him back. Her face was extremely ugly. She pointed at the tip of her son’s nose with a red cardamom finger. Her eyes were burning with anger.

“Why are you looking for your Father? Your Father is always a yes-man and flatters. He’s just a piece of trash. Don’t tell me you want to learn from him?! Sit down! ”

“I don’t want to! I don’t want to! ”

Rong Yan gritted her teeth and dragged the struggling Nangong Si back to his seat. But as soon as she let go, Nangong Si tried to run again. In the end, Rong Yan had no choice but to raise her hand and release a restriction spell, binding him. Nangong Si knelt on the ground. He was humiliated and angry. Like a caged beast, he couldn’t stop gasping for breath.

“Let me go! I don’t want a Mother like you! You … You’ve never talked to me properly. You’ve never cared about me. You only know how to scold me … You only know how to scold me! ”

Rong Yan’s face turned red and white. Her lips trembled slightly. After a while, she said, “You stay in the room obediently. Recite the entire Carefree Travel manual. I’ll check it tomorrow. If you continue to be naughty, I’ll … ”

As she finished speaking, she was at a loss. What would she do? What she didn’t know was that she had always been iron-blooded and fierce. Even when facing her cowardly husband, she would not hesitate to reprimand him in public.

But Nangong Si … What could she do?

She stood in the same place for a while. She felt sour, resentful, sad, and helpless. Under the attack of anger, she couldn’t help but cough violently. She was someone with an old illness. As she coughed, she coughed and coughed out a mouthful of blood. But she didn’t care. Before Nangong Si could see it, she wiped it with a handkerchief. Then, she opened her mouth in a hoarse and gloomy voice.

“Si ‘er, you’re still young. In this world, right and wrong are often not things that can be seen clearly with your pair of eyes. Sometimes, people who are tolerant to you may not necessarily wish you well. People who are harsh to you may not necessarily wish you ill. Your father is weak and incompetent. Besides … “She paused. She didn’t immediately continue speaking. After deliberating for a while, she gave up on this sentence and changed the topic.” Mother doesn’t want you to become a cultivator like him in the future. I don’t want you to become a Sect Leader like him. ”

Nangong Si bit her lip and didn’t say anything.

“You’re naughty and mischievous. You don’t pay attention to your studies. These aren’t important matters. But how did you learn to lie and deceive people? Our Confucian Wind Sect has a glorious foundation of a hundred years. It’s only because we’ve always adhered to the character of a gentleman that we have the face to stand at the peak of the immortals. Your father has never seriously taught you these principles. But I’m your mother. He doesn’t want to tell you. So, I’ll be the one to give you advice and repeat it to you again and again. Even if you don’t listen, even if you think I’m harsh, even if you hate me. ”

“… Father doesn’t want to tell me. That’s because he treats me as Si ‘er. If he makes me happy, he’ll be happy. What about you!?” Nangong Si angrily said, “What mother? You only treat me as the young master of the Confucian Wind Sect and as the future Sect Leader! When I’m with you, I don’t even have half a day of good days! I won’t listen to you! ”

Rong Yan was extremely angry. An abnormal flush appeared on her snow-white cheeks. She covered her face with her handkerchief and coughed again. After gasping for breath for a long time, she sternly said,

“Fine. If you don’t want to listen, I’ll keep talking to you. I’ll talk to you until you finally understand one day. ”

“… …” The child was extremely stubborn. He simply covered his ears with his hands.

Rong Yan sat on the chair and slowly calmed down. However, her heart was still throbbing with pain. She remembered the injury she received when she killed a demon in her early years. Although she was on an intravenous drip of medicine every day, it still turned into a serious illness. Her illness was getting worse and worse. She looked up at the child’s rebellious appearance under the candlelight and couldn’t help but close her eyes.

After a long time, her tone softened and she said, “Si ‘er, mother can’t accompany you for a lifetime. There will be a day when I can no longer watch over you. I can no longer warn you. I only hope that you can understand in the future … … ”

She suddenly stopped talking.

That was because she saw Nangong Si squatting on the ground, his little body curled up into a ball. He was crying inside the forbidden spell that she had cast. Her child, Si ‘er, who had always been happy and cheerful, was choked with sobs as she scolded and beat him.

Rong Yan was stunned for a long time. She slowly stood up and walked to the forbidden spell. She raised her hand and wanted to undo it. She wanted to bend over and hug him. She wanted to caress his red and swollen cheeks and kiss his forehead.

But she endured. In the end, she still stood there fiercely.

She slowly finished the second half of her sentence, “You have to understand … … greed, resentment, deceit, murder, rape, and plunder. These are the seven things that I, a scholar, cannot do.”

“I don’t understand. I don’t want to understand. I … … I … …” Nangong Si raised his teary eyes and shouted at his mother outside the forbidden spell, “I hate you! I don’t have a mother like you! ”

“… … … … …”

At that moment, outside the forbidden spell, Rong Yan’s face was so pale. Her usually cold and resolute face looked as if she was heartbroken.

That face, for the past twenty years, had appeared in Nangong Si’s dreams many times. When he woke up, his pillow was already wet. At that time, he was like a poisonous scorpion, waving its pincers and stabbing its poisonous juice into his mother’s heart.

Pain, it was really painful.

Even after a lifetime, he would never be able to release it. He would never be able to reconcile with himself.

On the third day, Rong Yan did not come to the mansion to see him. She only asked a maid to bring him a quiver embroidered with camellias and a letter.

In the letter, his mother’s handwriting was neat and solemn. There were not many good words. She only said that she knew that Nangong Si was practicing martial arts and liked bows and arrows, so she embroidered a knapsack for him to carry. She also said that she was going to go to the Jincheng Pond with his father. When they came back, she would take a good look at the 《Carefree Travel》. She hoped that he would not be playful and capricious again.

What about him?

What did he do?

His anger had not yet subsided, his heart was full of resentment, he took a knife and cut his mother’s quiver into pieces, he threw his mother’s letter into the fire pit and burned it to ashes, he tore up the Free and Unfettered Tour on the table, and the young child felt very happy in the midst of all this.

He took revenge on her.

He hated her.

He wanted to let her know that he would never listen to the teachings of such a terrible mother. He would never compromise. He … …

He grimaced in viciousness. He racked his brains to build a high wall.

He was waiting for his mother to lower her head to him, to admit her mistake. Or perhaps … … at that time, he was only using his pitiful malice to exchange for his mother’s soft words and a hug.

But he did not get anything.

It did not matter if she admitted her mistake, hugged him, regretted it, or was gentle.

He was ready to fight, immensely proud of himself. He was waiting for the woman to declare war again. And then …

He had been waiting for her bones to arrive.

“Confucian Wind School’s Sect Leader was attacked in the forest at night. His wife protected him with her own body. Her heart was pierced through and she died.”

When the coffin was brought back, Nangong Si stood blankly on the edge of the Confucian Wind School’s towering city gate tower. White silk and paper money were scattered all over the place. As the only legitimate son, he stood in front of the crowd, waiting. According to custom, when the elder knocked down the basin, his wife’s coffin would cross the fire pit and be carried back to the school. At this time, the legitimate son would kneel down and cry bitterly, kowtow to the ground to welcome the return of his mother’s spirit.

But Nangong Si could not cry.

He felt that everything was so absurd. Everything was so fake, as if it was not real. The sun shone on the ground, reflecting a dazzling white light. He felt dizzy and nauseous.

It was not real.

… … It was not real!!!

If it was real, what should he do? How could he accept … … In this life, separated by life and death, the last thing she said to him was, “Greed, resentment, deceit, murder, rape, and plunder are the seven things that I, the Confucian Wind School, cannot do.”

But what was his answer to her?

He did not want to remember, but that day, his hatred was so deep. He shouted so deeply. Outside the barrier, his mother’s face was so painful and sorrowful.

Pain … …

It was really painful.

He said that in this life, the last thing he said to his mother … … he said … …

I hate you.

I don’t have a mother like you.

The coffin was carried over. The elders beside it broke the porcelain basin. Thousands of people knelt down and wailed. His father had long been sobbing beside the coffin. Nangong Si just stood there. In his hand, he tightly grasped the camellia quiver that he had cut into pieces.

Bright red petals, yellow stamens. The flowers were covered with snow. They were born proudly in the snow. It was as if her warm fingertips had just touched the surface of the silk, opening up this beautiful purple and brilliant red. He did not know if it was because she had a premonition before she died, or if it was just a coincidence, but she embroidered very carefully. The flowers were vivid and lifelike. It was as if she wanted to embroider the love that she did not say, as well as the rest of her life’s exhortations and instructions, into every stitch and thread, locked in this small quiver.

Nangong Si tightly grasped the quiver.

That was the last thing that his mother, his mother, left for him in this life.