The villain killed the master. What? I am the master!

Chapter 168: The Past of Adopting Jin'er (2)

The wind by the river is a little cool.

The little girl curled up in his arms without saying a word.

Lao Jiang He hugged her tightly with some enjoyment. Her soft little body was warm but not irritating. It was just like the warmth he had when he was a child, nestling in the quilt during the cold winter.

He was suddenly startled and looked at the little girl with a curious look.

There were a few drops of water on the little girl's eyelashes, and she looked at him with her big wet eyes.

It was so pitiful that it made even a heartless man like him feel heartbroken.

But all this goes against common sense.
A cultivator in the middle stage of Qi training would not feel that a mere mortal breeze would be cold.

The heat of an ordinary body would not make him empathize.

It is even less likely that he would feel distressed.

In the future, I have to study this little girl carefully.
Lao Jianghe held her little face, wiped her eyes with his thumb, and sighed:
"Where's your father? Is he just going to let you be bullied?"

The little girl looked gloomy, her fingers tangled together, sobbing:
"Daddy, I killed Daddy."

"So this is ah."

Lao Jianghe already knew that the little girl's father had passed away, he just wanted to see her cry.

Tears were about to fall from his eyes, and it made him upset.

Although I am annoyed, I can't help but feel heartbroken.

Unfortunately, Lao Jiang He didn't care about her because of this. Instead, he enjoyed this long-lost feeling.

Joy, anger, sorrow and happiness are just the seasoning of life. He always savors people's various emotions carefully and will not be manipulated by them.

Heartache is a fine and rare condiment for him.

This is really a treasure.

It can provide him with unique emotional value.
"what!"

The little girl suddenly screamed. She had curled up into a small ball in Lao Jiang He's arms, but he suddenly pulled her hands and feet apart.

The sudden force of the adult was too much for her tender body to bear.

Lao Jiang He closed his eyes in enjoyment, exhaled heavily, and asked anxiously:

"What's wrong? Did I hurt you accidentally?"

"No," the little girl cried in pain, her childish voice sounded hoarse, probably because the injury on her neck had not healed completely yet.

"It's all my fault for being so careless. I just wanted you to stretch your body."

Lao Jianghe's voice was filled with heartache and he looked at her guiltily.

The little girl's face was wrinkled into a bun. She endured the pain and lay on him, gasping for a while.

After taking a few breaths to adjust, she whispered, "Uncle is so good to Lin Jin!"

These words left Lao Jiang He confused.

After thinking about it, I understood that the villagers never apologized to her when they bullied Lin Jin. At her young age, I was probably the only one who felt that bullying her was not justified.

Lao Jiang He continued to roughly pull her arms and wrap them around his waist, so that her body was pressed tightly against him, warm and soft, and very comfortable.

But unfortunately, this little girl has a strong endurance.

Even though her arms were almost dislocated, she gritted her teeth and refused to say a word in order not to make him worry.

He also wanted to hear her babyish screams.

"Little girl, why are you bullied every day?"

Lao Jianghe rubbed her head and asked in confusion.

She seemed to have never thought about this problem. After hearing what Lao Jianghe said, she squeezed her little face out of his arms with great effort.

With a confused look on his face, he said, "Because Lin Jin was born to be bullied."

"Oh?"

Old Jiang He didn't expect that the little girl believed her words so much. The little girl said in a low voice:
"Lin Jin, you look different from everyone else."

Hearing this, Lao Jianghe couldn't help but laugh.

This is just a girl of a few years old who lives in a closed small mountain village. What kind of knowledge and judgment can she have?

During the years of Tianhuang's forced conscription, only a few lonely women were left in the village.

The elderly and children could not withstand the disaster, and the men were forcibly conscripted away.

Lin Jin doesn’t understand what’s happening in the outside world, and she is unique in this village—the only child.

Do you mistakenly think that you are an alien?

This is a bit too stupid, can't he still talk?
Besides, if he remembered correctly, she still had a mother.

Although in order to avoid being exposed, he did not enter the shabby house and did not know the specific situation inside.

But I have heard the woman coughing inside.

Wouldn’t her mother teach her this common sense?
Judging from the little girl's current appearance and temperament, her mother should be not much different.

The ancestors may have even had a great master, otherwise it would be difficult to have such descendants. Could it be that they couldn't even provide a basic education?
The more Lao Jiang He thought about it, the more sleepy he felt, but he didn't continue to be serious about it.

He's stuck in a dead end.
For example, if I think about the little girl's words with my own thoughts, I will find her words very strange without thinking about her age and experience at all.

Always thinking from your own perspective will often lead to misunderstanding or difficulty understanding certain information.

For example, her mother might be a fool, so there would be no way to talk about her education.

Maybe this is also true for Yuan Xia.

"Little guy, when you grow up, you will be almost the same as them."

Lao Jianghe rubbed her chin lovingly, like teasing a kitten.

But when did he ever have a cat? He endured the sudden headache and thought in confusion.

“Is growing up a painful thing?”

A sadness that was inconsistent with her age appeared on her little face, and she sighed softly.

Of course not, there are many things more painful than this.
But Lao Jiang He would definitely not tell her, as it would be bad if the child was scared.

Seeing that Lao Jianghe had loosened his arms around her, the little girl blinked nervously:

"Is Uncle leaving?"

"Ah."

"Can you please not leave?"

She whispered softly, looking at him pleadingly.

"How can I stay here forever?"

Lao Jianghe smiled and shook his head, saying that it was not yet cooked enough. He thought for a moment, took out some gold leaves from his pocket and pinned them on the little girl's hair.

The golden leaves stood out against her messy hair.

"This is this?"

The little girl touched the gold leaves on her head out of curiosity. She didn't understand these worldly treasures yet, nor did she understand the temptation behind these yellow and white things.

"This is gold. You can buy whatever you want with it. Take it back and bring it to your master."

Lao Jianghe seemed to feel that it was not enough, fortunately he had prepared a lot of jewelry in advance.

It hung around her neck, wrists, and ankles.

"It hurts."

The little girl looked at him with tears in her eyes.

He comforted her gently, "It's okay, it will stop hurting soon." Without stopping for a moment, he put the earrings on her earlobes and forced the narrow bracelet through her wrist.
He tried to take it off tentatively. The custom-made bracelet was difficult to remove from her wrist unless some special "methods" were used.
Soon, the little girl was covered in jewels.

The jealousy caused by the little girl's appearance before was probably far less than the greed brought about by these treasures.

Isn't there a saying that goes "A child carrying gold through a busy street"?
Although I can't satisfy my desire with my hands, I can still satisfy my desire with my eyes.

With him watching, the little girl should not die.

But where did that sentence come from?

As he thought of this, his head started to ache again. His temples felt swollen and it felt like there was a long worm stirring desperately inside.

I don't know how many years ago this symptom started, but my memories have gradually disappeared from my mind. At the same time, my human reason and emotions have also faded, as if they were being eaten away by some creature.

The tearing pain made him roar involuntarily.

"Uncle, it's okay. It won't hurt soon."

The little girl mimicked his words and winked at him playfully.

She gently rubbed his temple with her hand, the worry on her little face almost overflowing.

His hideous face was clearly reflected in her clear eyes.

Old Jiang He was stunned for a moment, then held her other hand: "Thank you for your help, Jin'er."

At this moment, his heart was in turmoil and his thoughts were in a mess.

This little girl was indeed not simple. She just rubbed herself a little, and the previous headache immediately disappeared by more than half.

If he took the medicine she made, would his illness be cured?
As soon as this crazy thought arose, he forced himself to suppress it.

Lao Jianghe hesitated for a while, and it was impossible for him to feel any mercy.

It’s just that if he ate her, where would he find another person who could cure his illness?

After she suffered another unprecedented torture, he rescued her.

One was to satisfy his desire in advance, and the other was to make the little girl trust him more.

After taking care of her for a while, I will kill her mother in front of her, and then I can start to enjoy myself.

As if to prove something, Lao Jianghe quickly listed his future plans.

"Uncle, will you come again later?"

Just a simple massage made the little girl exhausted and she breathed hard.

The tear marks on the little face had dried, and she was looking at him nervously.

"Jiang! He! How could you do this!"

The girl's shocked and angry voice came from not far away, and Jiang He's eyes became clearer.

The memories in his mind have always been divided into past lives and present lives.

The memories of the previous life are clear and detailed, while the memories of the present life are always messy fragments.

Just now, his past memories suddenly became much clearer, and the hazy fog around them dissipated.

Could it be that Haiyuyan and Jiner have some kind of inexplicable connection?
Jiang He recalled many things at this moment. He had had headaches as early as four years ago, but the symptoms were much milder then. He thought that the headaches were caused by his apprentice.

Now it seems that it is probably because of the Sea Prison Nightmare.

Four years ago, Jin'er had the habit of rubbing his temples, and every time she did that, his headache would be relieved a lot.

After reuniting with Jin'er four years later, he gradually gained control of his emotions, such as lust and brutality.

Could it be that this is also related to Jiner?

The memory just now was originally just a hazy fragment, but after it became clear, he was able to feel the emotional changes at that time immersively. Jiang He also found more things worthy of his exploration, such as... When old Jiang He and Jin'er met for the first time, it seemed that some humanity was awakened?
Jiang He still had many ideas, but his current situation did not allow him to continue thinking.

Minxin was about to tear him apart.
What happened just now was indeed beyond everyone's expectations.

The little boy was dumbfounded. In his eyes, the little girl's sweet and soft mouth actually took the initiative to kiss the man!
"Wait, Minxin, this can't be blamed on Master and..."

Jiang Yuanxia hugged Bai Minxin, who was about to go crazy, and spoke hesitantly but still tried to persuade her.

"And what! Senior Sister, I..."

Bai Minxin knew that her master originally wanted Jin'er to kiss her on the face. She was indeed very unhappy about it at first, but she was also able to accept it.

But now she couldn't accept it.
Jiang He had a lot of troubles to tell and was embarrassed.

In her past memories, Jin'er used to call her uncle, but now...
It's as if he is disrespectful to his elders.

He subconsciously glanced at Jin'er's little face. She was now a few years older than he remembered, and had grown from a small flower bud into a flower bud.

But this contradicts his previous judgment that Jin'er's development is slower than that of ordinary people.

Her expression was still as calm as dead water, except that her face was a little red, which was invisible unless you looked closely.

The pink lips were pursed together.

An idea suddenly popped up in Jiang He's mind. If he kissed her again, would it be possible to continue his previous memories and explore what happened afterwards?

But how could he do this?

"Minxin, you also know that Master doesn't mean that."

Jiang He gently put Jin'er down and walked up to Bai Minxin with his head held high.

Her eyes were slightly red and swollen, and her voice was filled with tears:

"What do you mean?"

Her intense reaction made Jiang Yuanxia confused. She looked up at Jiang He, who nodded slightly to him, signaling her to let go.

Then the white-haired girl crashed into Jiang He's chest.

Jiang He grimaced in pain, and he felt that several of his ribs were broken. He held Bai Minxin's shoulders and said helplessly: "Minxin, Master was just thinking of kissing your face, and Master has kissed your face before, too."

"But this is different. Susu said that only... only Taoist couples can kiss!"

Her face suddenly turned red, but she came to her senses soon and desperately twisted the shoulder that he was holding down.

Even though I knew that Jin'er could not possibly become Master's Taoist partner, even though I knew that this was just a coincidence.

But this matter exceeds the boundary between master and disciple, and originally only I have this "privilege".

The few privileges she had seemed to dissipate at this moment, meaning that the things she thought only she could do, others could do too.

"Wait, don't be in a hurry."

Jiang He sighed secretly, this girl was still too worried about Jiner.

Let Jin'er explain it to her herself. Although Jin'er doesn't talk much, she will never let you down at the critical moment.

Bai Minxin took a deep breath and stared at him with red eyes:
"I'm not in a hurry! If you don't give me an explanation, I will ask for an explanation for Jin'er!"

Jiang He let her go, took Jin'er's hand, and asked softly:

"Jin'er, didn't you misunderstand what Master meant just now?"

Jin'er's pupils trembled and she nodded silently.

But whether it is a misunderstanding or not is not important at all.

But what could she do? The fire in her heart eventually cooled down.

Bai Minxin was stunned, with a bitter smile on his lips: "Master, I'm sorry..."

"sweet"

Before she finished speaking, Jin'er suddenly licked her lips and blurted out a word out of nowhere.

　Thanks to "A Future Without You" for the reward of 200 points!

　　Thanks to “I am Emperor Puxin” for the reward of 233 points!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)