Chapter 128: Senior Brother, why did you betray Aunt Xin too?
Chapter 128: Senior Brother, why did you betray Aunt Xin too?
"Tell me, what's going on?" Wei Yuyun looked at his disciples and asked them to explain.
If these two people were to speak, it would probably be Yan Yao who would have the final say. Wei Yuyun knew how powerful his mouth was.
One of the disciples standing closest stepped forward and gave a brief account of what had happened. He did not dare to be partial and spoke the truth.
"Master Rong's coming out of seclusion is a good thing for the entire Xuanyu Sect. Yan Yao, why are you so harsh in your words?" Wei Yuyun used to think that Yan Yao had learned his words from his master's wife.
But now I feel that this is not the case. My master's wife is eloquent but she will not hurt others casually. She will only make a few sarcastic remarks when she doesn't like something.
But Yan Yao has such a big mouth that he can bite even those close to him until they bleed.
Is it the same? No.
"I, I just said it casually." Yan Yao retorted, "Isn't it right? Now that Aunt Xin is dead, Zhou Jingyue is still so happy." But his voice lacked confidence, and he knew that he was making excuses.
He just couldn't stand the fact that Zhou Jingyue didn't seem sad at all. Everyone had seen how kind Aunt Xin had been to Zhou Jingyue in the past. Now that he was dead, it would have been fine if she hadn't even shed a tear, but she was actually so happy.
What an ungrateful guy.
Speaking of Aunt Xin's death, it also brought back the grief of others. After all, Rong Xin was considered a favorite in Fushan and did a good job of maintaining her reputation.
"Aunt Xin was so good to you, but now that she's gone, you're just happy. Aunt Xin's love for you was in vain! You're a bunch of heartless people!"
Han Yun cried the loudest. But even though he cried, not a single tear shed. It was clear that he was not very sad, but simply wanted to disgust Zhou Jingyue and show his superiority.
Zhou Jingyue was so angry that he pointed at Han Yun's nose and was about to curse him, but his senior brother raised his hand to stop him.
"Senior Brother, what do you want to say?" Zhou Jingyue knew very well that Senior Brother and Senior Brother Yan were in the same group. They both disliked Master's Wife and only preferred Rong Xin.
Yan Yao took the opportunity to taunt him, "Don't you know what Senior Brother is going to say? Only someone like you can be happy about Aunt Xin's death. Just like that Lin Xuxi, heartless."
"Yan Yao!" Wei Yuyun suddenly called out his junior brother's name in a low voice.
"Big Brother." Thinking he was going to support him, Yan Yao walked up to Big Brother, trying to align himself with him. Turning to Zhou Jingyue, he snorted, "Fortunately, Fushan has so many good people. If everyone was like you, I'm afraid Fushan would be finished!"
"Yan Yao, how can you call Master's wife by her full name?" Wei Yuyun put his hands behind his back and scolded coldly.
Yan Yao looked at the eldest brother in surprise, not showing the expected bias, and was trying to confirm whether the words he had just said were actually from the eldest brother's mouth.
Why does this sound so infuriating?
"Yan Yao, you really shouldn't address Master's Wife by her full name." Wei Yuyun's words were directed at Yan Yao. He said in a deep voice, "Lin Xuxi is our Master's Wife. It's not good for you to be so disrespectful to your elders."
But he only said it was bad and did not make any other extreme remarks.
"Senior Brother, are you crazy?" Yan Yao was surprised. He even suspected that the person in front of him was not his senior brother, but was possessed by some daring demon cultivator.
"I'm not crazy."
Wei Yuyun glanced at Yan Yao and warned him softly, "Have you forgotten who fought to the death to repel the demon cultivators and protect us? Even if she's not your master's wife, why are you so rude to her savior?"
"I don't, I don't!" Yan Yao, who was eloquent, was speechless at this moment and didn't know how to refute for a moment.
Han Yun retorted, "She didn't even think about protecting us. Everyone has Lin Xuxi's purple talisman, except us! She just wants to watch us die!"
"A gentleman's actions are judged by deeds, not by his heart." Wei Yuyun scolded Han Yun, saying coldly, "Master's wife protected us, that's a fact, there's nothing wrong with that. But you're the one who's being so harsh. I'll punish you by cleaning the Spirit Talisman Hall for a month and not using any spells or incantations, as a warning to others!"
Zhou Jingyue went from being shocked to being delighted. He knew that it must be Senior Brother Yan who persuaded the eldest senior brother, so that the three of them could work together to keep the master's wife.
To be honest, Zhou Jingyue had also thought about what Tao Fengzhi said, but he felt that his master's wife must be just angry with them, so she acted like this. When everyone knew how difficult and hard-working his master's wife was, she would see that they had reformed and would accept them again.
"Senior Brother." Zhou Jingyue stood beside his senior brother and said happily, "You finally understand!" He knew how difficult it was for his master's wife.
Wei Yuyun did not answer the junior brother's question, but instead warned: "Yan Yao, stop talking nonsense."
If Master's wife heard these words, she would be so sad.
"Brother, you!" Aren't they together? Why is Brother now supporting Lin Xuxi? What about Aunt Xin? Does no one really remember her?
Yan Yao gritted his teeth in anger, but didn't dare to say anything.
It was obvious that two people were scolding together, but in the end only Han Yun was punished, so he was naturally unhappy.
But what could he do if he was unhappy? He didn't dare to refute.
Now Fushan is under the care of the eldest brother, so he can only accept his defeat.
After everyone left, he was left alone to clean the huge talisman hall. He couldn't use talismans, so he could only use a half-new broom to sweep the place occasionally.
"Why are you here alone?"
Han Yun turned around suddenly and saw that it was Senior Brother Jianhui. He leaned his broom against the nearest table and said with a bow, "Senior Brother Jianhui, aren't you in seclusion? Why are you here?"
"I see you're cleaning here alone. You must have been punished." Jian Hui walked in and sighed when he saw that there was no one around. "Before, Aunt Xin always liked to urge us to draw talismans well here."
"Oh." It's impossible to say how sad Han Yun was. He didn't have any feelings for Aunt Xin, but it was true that he hated Lin Xuxi. As long as he could make Lin Xuxi unhappy, he would be happy.
"Han Yun, do you know that Lin Xuxi needs to use the Xuan Lei Pagoda to recover from his injuries?"
Han Yun had never heard of this thing before, so he became curious and asked, "Mysterious Thunder Tower? What is that?"
"Alas, it's not a good thing either." Jian Hui reached into his sleeve, took out a small round box, handed it to him and said with a smile: "This is some cinnabar."
"Why are you giving me cinnabar for no reason?" Han Yun took the round box with a suspicious look on his face and opened it. It was indeed some good-grade cinnabar, but he didn't know what it was used for.
"Brother Jianhui, is there anything you need my help with?"
One never comes to the temple for no reason, Han Yun certainly knows this.
"Yes, there is something I want you to help me with." Jianhui did not hide it and told it directly.
After hearing this, Han Yun immediately felt the cinnabar in the box was hot, so he quickly stuffed it back in, shaking his head like a rattle, and said, "I don't want this thing anymore, I don't want it anymore!"
If you really do it and are discovered, you will be expelled from the sect.
How dare he.
"I gave you the things, but I don't know anyone in Jianshan. But you have it, so just give it to him. You don't need to do anything else." Jianhui continued, "If someone asks you, just say you didn't know and that I gave it to you. After all, with your foundation-building stage cultivation, it's impossible for you to do these things. Right?"
"Really?"
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