The figure in front of him is very slender, and he smiles softly, reminiscent of the fairy who sent him hot buns in his dream.
“Duan Xuan, twelve years old, fourth-level qi training.”
The slender young man pulled up the little boy who was kneeling on the ground. Although the boy was young, his eyes were cold and solemn, and even a little bit hostile. The scars on his face and neck are shocking, and they are just the marks left by the fight with other disciples when he joined the faction to capture the flag.
Lu Zhen felt a little uneasy. After thinking for a moment, he said calmly: “From today on, you will be my disciple. You should practice diligently and not slack off. From now on, let’s live with your senior brother, sixth senior brother, etc.” /
The little boy knelt down and knocked his head: “Thank you, Master.”
Lu Zhen looked at his small body with his head down, and said silently in his heart several times again. When he was an orphan, he was abducted by traffickers when he was six, and he was beaten and scolded all day long. When Duan Xuan was eight years old, he killed the trafficker, stole the money left from him, and went to bed and sleep.
In order to survive, he killed a total of 16 people who bullied him.
Lu Zhen thought to himself that the boy didn’t speak much, he was ruthless in the fight, and his heart was already cold. I’m afraid it would be difficult to educate him. I don’t know if he can soften his heart.
I’m afraid it will take some thought.
His cultivation base is now in the late stage of foundation construction, and he does not pursue the longevity road like other people do. He has a calm mood, but he likes to read and is an out-and-out nerd. As for how to educate Duan Xuan, he is really not sure…
I wonder if it’s useful to tell him the truth in the book?
“How long have you not had a bath?” Lu Zhen looked at him with a smile.
“Three months.” The little boy still lowered his head.
Lu Zhen thought about it for a while and said: “Come to me to clean it, and by the way, heal you.”
The little boy squatted again, stood up silently, wiped the blood on his face at random, and then wiped the dirty and torn clothes that seemed to have never been changed.
Lu Zhen sighed in his heart, and took the little boy’s hand: “No one taught you before and no one cares about you, it will be different from now on, you know?”
“Yes.”
Starting from today, let’s cultivate slowly.
Duan Xuan took off his clothes neatly, soaked in a large wooden bucket full of spring water, but did not dare to look up. Lu Zhen sat down in front of him with a small bench, and examined his wound. Layers of stains on the little body alternated with blood and bruises, scars all over the body, and two old welts from the shoulders to the waist on the back, deep into the flesh.
Lu Zhen kept her eyebrows furrowed, her expression dignified, and she didn’t know what she was thinking. He took out a pill and handed it to Duan Xuan: “After taking it, I will help you resolve this pill. Old scars will disappear within a month.”
The little boy’s long eyelashes trembled, and he took it and swallowed it: “Thank you, Master.”
Lu Zhen stroked his head, sending a steady stream of spiritual energy into his body to dissolve the pill, and said warmly: “You are extremely talented, and you will be able to build a foundation in less than ten years. You don’t have to be afraid of bullying if you learn your skills. . Just remember, don’t do to others what you don’t want, and you must never bully the small in the future. Do you remember?”
Duan Xuan raised his eyes and looked at him. He didn’t know how much he heard. He only felt that this young man’s voice was really touching, his hands were long and warm, and a strange thought was vaguely born in his heart, wishing to live like this for a lifetime. He touched his head down.
Unfortunately, that hand soon left.
This was the first day he entered Hui Shifeng.
At night, I moved into the rooms of Senior Brother and Sixth Senior Brother and rested overnight. On the second day, Lu Zhen called him into his room and handed him a new set of neat and clean clothes: “I made this overnight. Slightly bigger than your current figure, see if you can wear it.”
Duan Xuan knelt down and kowtowed: “Thank you, Master.”
Lu Zhen kowtowed his head when he saw that he was receiving a piece of clothing. He was so distressed that he had to hold the master’s shelf and said with a serious face: “It’s not surprising that you are young and don’t know, but the man has gold under his knees. You are wrong, or you have received a great favor, otherwise you must not kowtow to others. Do you know?”
Duan Xuan nodded.
“Put your clothes on.”
Duan Xuan stood up, took off his dirty clothes, put on the new clothes Lu Zhen gave him, and stood still.
Lu Zhen glanced at it and said warmly: “The size fits the body, you go to practice first, and I will check your homework in a few days.”
Duan Xuan raised his head and glanced at the handsome young man. He didn’t know what other method could be used to express the surging emotions other than kowtow. He whispered, “Thank you, Master.”
This is his second day at Hui Shifeng.
After Duan Xuan settled down, Lu Zhen felt that this apprentice was young and had suffered a lot in his childhood. Naturally, he placed more thoughts on him than other disciples, and called him into the room from time to time to teach. Duan Xuan was also well-behaved. He bowed his head and listened carefully to Lu Zhen’s instructions. He never said anything indiscriminately, and was never impatient.
Lu Zhen loves him more and more, but the dozens of disciples under his school can’t seem too biased, and their attitude towards him is no different. Nevertheless, he also sews clothes for Duan Xuan from time to time.
After three or four years, nothing went wrong. Lu Zhen observed in secret and felt that Duan Xuan was diligent, never quarreling with others, and slowly relaxed. He accepted a few younger disciples in his door, and he needed more thoughts, and gradually saw less of Duan Xuan alone.
In the early morning of this day, Lu Zhen was cultivating in the room, and something came to him.
The eldest disciple said: “Encourage Master, Duan Xuan grabbed the four juniors out of the room last night and fought fiercely. These four are now in bed and dying. Master, please decide.”
Lu Zhen was surprised: “Where is Duan Xuan?”
“Waiting outside the door.”
Lu Zhen took out a pill and handed it to the big disciple: “Divide it into four and let the four of them eat, and bring Duan Xuan in.”
Duan Xuan was sixteen years old at this time. He was as tall as Lu Zhen. He walked in with a cold face. There was a scar on his left cheek to the ears, his hair was messy, and his clothes were covered with blood.
Lu Zhen couldn’t tell if it was distressed or angry, and said angrily: “What’s the matter?”
Duan Xuan bowed his head and said nothing.
The big disciple said: “Enjoy Master, the four juniors put Sifang insect eggs in Junior Duan’s meal. After eating, he was itchy and blistering all over his body, and he picked up the four of them and beat them last night.” /
Lu Zhen understood it as soon as he heard it.
Duan Xuan is not talkative and withdrawn. He doesn’t like to explain things, and he doesn’t like to mingle with others. There are many senior brothers, and their temperaments are different. Some people think that he is arrogant and despise other people, and they are very displeased with him.
In this matter, it must be those people who are making him trouble.
The fault of this incident lies with those few people. If Duan Xuan didn’t make a move, Lu Zhen would definitely not spare them lightly. But Duan Xuan beat them to the dying breath, accidentally killing them. Moreover, this period of hostility is so heavy, what should we do if something irreversible happens in the future?
Lu Zhen said angrily: “Do you know that you are wrong?”
Duan Xuan lowered his head and said nothing, refusing to admit his mistake.
Lu Zhen’s face was blue with anger.
Some things are hard to say in front of all the disciples, otherwise it would be too shameful. Lu Zhensi pondered for a moment and screened all the other disciples back, leaving Duan Xuan alone in the room.
He walked slowly a few steps in the room.
“I know you have endured it for a long time. Although they bullied you first, they are not guilty of death. If you accidentally beat them to death, according to the door rules, you will die, do you know?”
Duan Xuan still lowered his head.
Lu Zhen didn’t know what he was thinking, and suppressed his anger, slowing down his voice: “Everything in the world, every plant and tree has spirituality. Although the four of them did not grow, they still have fathers and mothers. Even if you do something wrong, you should be punished as appropriate. If you really kill them, is it good for you? Master is not only worried about them, but also worried that you will be too hostile and encounter bottlenecks in future practice…”
Lu Zhen didn’t know if he had listened to what he was saying, but he saw that his face was slightly red, and he lowered his head to listen carefully, but he was also cute and well-behaved.
Lu Zhen spent a half of his time training incense, then stopped and asked: “Do you understand what I said, do you know it is wrong?”
Duan Xuan nodded silently, then suddenly shook his head.
Lu Zhen looked at him suspiciously, feeling annoyed: Did he not understand, or did he not know what was wrong? What does it mean to nod and shake your head?
“Xiaoxuan, you are talented, Master expects you very high, but hurting the same family is an unforgivable sin. Back then, I Qingxu Jianzong was because of discord between disciples…”
From the history of Jianzong to the tragedies caused by the same sects’ killings, Lu Zhen didn’t know if Duan Xuan understood it or not. Fortunately, he had read poems and books. Huizi has nothing to say a long time ago.
Duan Xuan has been standing on the spot, his face is reddish, not knowing what he is thinking. Saying he didn’t listen, he listened very carefully, but no one knew how much he listened.
After talking for half an hour, Lu Zhen’s qi has been smoothed out, and she frowned as she looked at the motionless young man, becoming more annoyed: “Come here.”
Duan Xuan walked forward slowly, stood still in front of Lu Zhen, with a flushed face and his head lowered. Since a year ago, he has not been so close to the master, or even in the same room alone.
Lu Zhen reached out and touched the scar on his face, still bleeding, and said softly: “Isn’t you hurt when you fight with others? Does it hurt?”
Duan Xuan nodded.
Lu Zhen had just spoken dryly, and she didn’t want to speak anymore. He took a basin of water without saying a word, and cleaned his wounds quietly.
Long night, quietly, Duan Xuan looked up at him, hoping that his wound would never heal.