Daily life under the hands of mad critics

Chapter 110 110 Disciple
Su He tried his best to restrain the tyrannical thoughts in his heart again, pulled down the hairband on his eyes, and frowned: "You two, if you quarrel again, get out."

Seeing her pull down the headband, Zhou Xuanming immediately put away the flames burning on Qi Yuan's body, and ran to Su He: "Master..."

Qi Yuan looked at the tail that had been burnt and bald with a large scale, and looked at Zhou Xuanming with extremely serious eyes. When he caught a glimpse of Su He with an ugly face beside him, he suddenly became dumb and became very quiet.

Su He ignored the two of them, and went straight into the inner room, not looking at the blood-stained skirt, and took out a clean piece of clothing to change into.

From the corner of her eye, she saw the blood-stained clothes on the ground, her fists on the side were clenched, and after a long time, she spoke slowly, with a stagnant voice: "Xuan Ming, help me throw these out."

It's not that Su He has never had blood on her hands, nor is she afraid of blood. If the blood on her body was stained today and she could see the blood of any other enemy, she wouldn't even blink.

But... this is the blood of her disciples.

Su He will never forget how hot the blood splashed on her face was when those disciples who fought side by side with her had their throats cut by these monks' swords.

But Su He couldn't kill these monks to pay for his life. Su He was not afraid of the blood, but felt guilty and dared not look at it.

As long as you look at it, you can't hold back the surging killing intent in your heart.

She...would do terrible things.

Zhou Xuanming's heart sank as early as when Su He entered the inner room alone, and he was relieved when he heard the rustling of the clothes and knew that Master was changing clothes.

At this time, when I heard Master's voice, I quickly went in and picked up the blood-stained clothes on the ground, and walked out. When I passed Qiyuan, I whispered in the other party's ear with deep eyes: "Master is in a very bad situation now. Okay, don't bother her. If you really care about Master, you and I will talk about it later."

His eyes caught the blood on Qi Yuan's black robe: "Go and change clothes, Master doesn't want to see blood now."

Although Qi Yuan annoyed Zhou Xuanming, he had to admit that this guy was more careful and caring than him. He snorted coldly, then slid away, went to another room, and changed into clean clothes.

Seeing this, Zhou Xuanming walked out with his clothes in his arms.

Originally planning to throw it away, the boy lowered his eyes and saw a white bellyband embroidered with cloud patterns in the white clothes.

Immediately, she stared, seeing that the clothes in her arms seemed to be holding a hot potato, and the roots of her ears were dyed red.

Zhou Xuanming only felt that his cheeks were burning hot, and then he turned straight and walked towards his residence with his clothes in his arms.

There is a teacher...the teacher's small clothes inside, so throwing it outside like this will definitely not work.

He hugged these clothes with some shame in his heart, feeling dizzy with hot hands, and walked to his room.

Throwing the bloody shirt into the brazier and burning it all, when the last small garment was left, Zhou Xuanmin wanted to throw it into the brazier too, but after picking it up and waiting for a long time, he still failed to throw it in.

The boy opened a locked cabinet with a burning face, put it in carelessly, and then locked it.After locking it, I still felt that it was not enough, so I added a triple formation to the box.

After doing all this, Zhou Xuanming felt a very strong sense of shame in his heart.He wondered if he...was sick.This kind of behavior is simply not the behavior of a gentleman.The boy's mind was in a mess like a ball of twine, he raised his hand and slapped himself hard, trying to calm down a bit.

He... he just locked it, don't touch it or look at it, Master won't be angry.

……

Su He walked out of the inner room in a disturbed state of mind, and glanced at Qi Yuan at the side, sitting on the futon where he used to meditate in the past, silently reciting the mantra of clearing the heart.

She has to control these killing intentions as soon as possible, the sect and the three clans still need her a lot.

On the way back, Zhou Xuanming did a lot of psychological training to make himself look normal, but as soon as he entered the door and saw Su He, his ears burned again.

He restrained his mind, quietly walked to the futon next to Su He and sat down.

The master wanted to meditate, but Zhou Xuanming suddenly remembered that the merman tears that the little demon under his command gave him earlier, the merman tears have the effect of psychedelic and calming.

Zhou Xuanming took out the special bottle containing the shark's tears, opened it and placed it beside Su He.

These are not the tears that turn into pearls, but the tears of a rare shark in the cultivation world. Its tears have a light and long-lasting fragrance that makes people feel refreshed and peaceful. Only one drop can be obtained by a specific method.

After putting the shark's tears beside Su He, Su He only felt a light and long-lasting scent on the tip of his nose, and then he felt as if he was on a soft and comfortable grass, and the sound of the slow flowing stream knocked on his ears, like a spring breeze. The early sunshine gently sprinkled on the face, and the slight breeze blew by, carrying a gentle light fragrance.

The tyrannical emotions in my heart gradually calmed down.

Seeing the expression on her face calm down, Zhou Xuanming breathed a sigh of relief.

These merman's tears are not bad, let them find some more later.

Su He was immersed in this state, unaware of the passage of time.

One person and one snake reached a harmonious tacit understanding for a short time, quietly accompanying Su He.

……

until night.

The follow-up matters of Ji Qingzong have only been dealt with.

The monks from each of the nine sects were all taken to the top ten mining areas to dig coal and do hard labor.

The blood stains inside and outside the gate of Jiqingzong and on the white jade steps were splashed with countless buckets of water, and it took a long time to clean them up.

The disciples who were injured or injured had just barely been arranged.

The two demon clans outside were taken away by Ran and Yinlang to live in the nearby forest.

As Han Qingyi's guest, Shen Zilian arranged him in the guest room, and then took Elder Yaofeng to Jiujianfeng, followed by Xiao Jingyi, Jingyu and many others.

Su He's mood calmed down, and the buzzing and irritability in his mind disappeared, and the footsteps of Shen Zilian's people came to his ears clearly.

She opened her eyes, Shen Zilian and the others just entered the main hall.

"Junior Sister, how do you feel?" Shen Zilian said when he saw Su He.

Su He is much better now, and said with a gentle face: "I'm fine, brother, everyone is exhausted today, if you have nothing to do, go back to rest earlier, don't worry about me."

"Jianzun asked my old man to show you, and everyone will leave."

Su He also knew that they couldn't let go if they didn't look at it, so he nodded.

After some investigation, Master Yaofeng frowned slightly: "Jianzun's situation seems to be a precursor to madness."

Hearing this, everyone was taken aback.

"Will meditation also go mad?"

Aren't all the monks who have always gone crazy?
Qiyuan heard the words, but suddenly sat up straight: "Of course. There are three types of meditation, and the sword master is Lingming. Among the three types of meditation, only Lingming will be like a human being. Lingming is a normal personality before life, but after becoming mad, it varies from person to person, or becomes bloodthirsty and violent, or obsessed with deep, gloomy and evil. The situation is different. Seven or eight hundred years ago, a Mingzu was born in the Mingzu It's because of too much obsession, becoming obsessed and becoming an evil god."

(End of this chapter)