I am pretending to be a villain in the world of cultivating immortals

"Exactly." An Ren admitted frankly.

He was indeed more optimistic about Yu Huaiyin, although he didn't quite understand why when he saw that young man who could empathize with him again, the other party would hide his original appearance and turn into an image of a wretched Taoist.

But the feeling of sympathy for each other is not wrong, so he dared to conclude that Yu Er was the one who woke him up at the gate of the city.

Liang Chi was silent, he wanted to ask An Ren why he parasitized in other people's lanterns.

But in the current situation, he is not the partner they like, so if he insists on finding out, he would be a little over his head.

A picture about Yu Huaiyin flashed in my mind.

In the Town God's Temple, when the man saw the Powang Dao in his hand, there was a flash of sarcasm in his eyes.

He reminded Yu Huaiyin to take the lantern, and the other party tried his best to cater to him.

In front of the medical hall, when he went to help Guo Xing, the man had a look of surprise and approval.

Asking the way downstairs, their palms were palm to palm, Yu Huaiyin looked confident in the face of the unknown danger.

Liang Chu saw all these details that were extremely difficult to be noticed, and he didn't know why he cared so much about that person's every move.

Like an innate habit, from the moment he opened his eyes and saw Yu Huaiyin, he couldn't control his gaze on Yu Huaiyin.

But the more this happened, the more he resisted.

In the dark, he felt that Yu Huaiyin's appearance was not a coincidence, but a deliberate approach and arrangement.

After thinking for a moment, Liang Chi tried his best to put aside the distracting thoughts in his mind, let out a breath, and said, "Daozhang Yu is a monk from the Upper Immortal Realm, and he really has the ability to break through formations, but I heard that he came to Qixing Town not by accident, but because of his intentions. There are other purposes, and people in the upper realm have always disdain to associate with mortals, if Dr. An associates with this person, please be careful."

An Ren laughed dumbly, he didn't expect Liang Chi to say the words that told him to beware of Yu Huaiyin.

He remembered that in front of the clinic, when he saw the two people protecting each other, he thought they were close friends, but unexpectedly they were just walking together.

"Thank you, sir, for reminding me, but I don't think that Taoist priest is someone with ulterior motives." Seven

An Ren said, he glanced at the Liang book, and said: "But since my little apprentice is willing to believe in the young master, there must be his reasons. Maybe he saw something in you that I can't see."

Can't see something?

Liang Book was puzzled for a moment, and was hesitating when a flickering light and shadow floated in front of him.

Seeing these memories contact Liang Chu proactively, An Ren was even more sure of the correctness of what he just said.

An Ren stopped in his tracks, he knew that all the answers were in these memories, and said: "I understand that you have doubts, but the things of the past are all condensed here, you might as well follow me through the fourth floor, and then ask Not too late."

Hearing this, Liang Ce looked at the ball of light, and walked in with a lantern without hesitation.

Late at night, the medical hall.

Anshun, who came back from collecting herbs, fell into a deep sleep after drinking the medicine that Anren personally brewed.

Before, he wanted to confess to his master several times about Huo Ziming, but An Ren used various reasons to prevaricate him.

Anshun knew that his master was determined to protect him, so he kept silent about it. Anyway, he would soon die in this plague like everyone else in the town.

He is not afraid of death, but he is afraid that after his death, all the trivial matters in the medical center will fall on An Ren.

His master's life was sweet and bitter, and he had nowhere to rely on, and he really couldn't bear it.

Anshun looked nervous in his sleep.

An Ren tucked in the quilt for him, and he didn't know how such a young child could have such a heavy heart and frown so tightly.

"Doctor An, your medicine is really effective. It seems that Qixing Town can be saved!"

Guo Xing opened the straw curtain and walked in, his face was full of joy, but when he saw Anshun lying on the bed, he froze for a moment, then he calmed down, and said softly: "Xiao An, is he asleep?"

An Ren wanted to explain something to Guo Xing, so he added something that would make Anshun sleepy in the medicine he gave Anshun.

"Let's go out and talk." Seeing that Anshun had really fallen asleep, Anren stood up from the bed with some reluctance.

Guo Xing followed him out of the hospital knowingly.

On the night of early winter, the wind cut my face, and it hurt a little.

An Ren put the pitifully few herbs in the basket on the medicine shelf.

No wonder Anshun came back late, it was this season, the woods were already deserted, and there were no medicinal herbs to be harvested.

In fact, anyone with a discerning eye could see that it was picking herbs. This was his excuse, so that Anshun could temporarily stay out of everyone's sight.

Guo Xing watched Anshun's actions, he didn't know where to start talking about the day's affairs, and was thinking about how to deal with it, but he let the old man speak first.

"You guessed right, the medicine Anshun gave Huo Ziming was indeed poisonous."

When An Ren said this, he looked at the night sky above his head, and saw the black clouds billowing, and the stars and the moon were silent.

When others see this scene, they will probably only think that it is a cloudy weather. When the sun rises tomorrow, everything will be clear again.

But his god, as early as ten years ago, it was like this every day, and there was no improvement.

"Then Dr. An intends to cover it up for him." Guo Xing was not surprised when he heard Anshun's own confession, because he had already guessed it.

"Cover up?" An Ren suddenly smiled when he heard this inappropriate word, "You have also taken that medicine, so you should know what method I used to cure your illness."

Guo Xing thought of the severe pain he suffered after taking the medicine, he didn't know how to answer at the moment, so he couldn't help but sighed.

"Although this medicine can cure diseases, it can also harm people. In the final analysis, I am not good at medicine. After studying for a long time, I only came up with this unsatisfactory prescription. Such a strong medicine is not suitable for the sick and weak. A slight mistake is not a medicine for saving people, but a poison for harming people."

An Ren's hand holding a bundle of medicinal herbs trembled due to excessive force, which showed his inner struggle.

Seeing how excited he was, Guo Xing couldn't help defending him, "It's risky to fight poison with poison, but now everyone in Qixing Town is in danger. Doctor An, you took the risk of using medicine for everyone's sake, so why blame yourself?"

Expressing his thoughts in one breath, Guo Xing calmed down and said, "Besides, this prescription has nothing to do with Anshun's poisoning!"

An Ren slowly let go of the herbal medicine, he thought about the past two days carefully, maybe Guo Xing was right, and he did have some unavoidable difficulties.

But the world is black and white, how can it be so pure.

Since he intends to confess today, there is nothing he cannot say.

"Brother Guo doesn't know that although Anshun has poisoned the medicine, the medicine he gave Huo Ziming was prepared by me in advance. If Huo Ziming hadn't made a big fuss in front of the medical hall, what he wanted to take The medicine is no different from the one I prescribed to you."

Telling the secret that was pressed deep in his heart, An Ren suddenly felt that the dark clouds that had been covering his eyes had dissipated, and the resentment and unwillingness for so many years were also relieved.

"His illness has already hurt his heart. I know that his life may be in danger if he takes this medicine, but I still want to use him as a test medicine for people with physical weakness. Maybe Anshun didn't want to kill him, I already feel so sick , how can I have the heart to let a child bear this murder charge for me."

Guo Xing was stunned, for a while, he couldn't figure out the right and wrong, he hesitated for a long time before he reluctantly said: "Then Huo Ziming didn't live long, you and Anshun..."

"The matter has come to this point, if we continue to excuse ourselves, what is the difference between me, my master and my apprentice, and Tan San back then?"

An Ren interrupted him, in fact, he had already planned in his mind how to settle this old mess.

"Everything is my fault. Tomorrow morning, I will tell the people in the town what happened here, and I hope that Brother Guo can testify for me in the name of my drug test and return Anshun's innocence."

"Doctor An..." Knowing that he wanted to take everything on himself, Guo Xing wanted to persuade him, but An Ren stretched out his hand to stop him.

"No need to say more."

With just four words, he can change a child's long and stable life.

The past is like smoke, and Liangji is in the memory, uncovering the past that was buried by time.

He saw the faces of the people in Qixing Town with different hearts after they learned the truth about Huo Ziming. They had no intention of avenging the wronged dead, but only cared about whether the fate-like medicine could bring them hope.

I also saw the choices they made when they knew the life-saving recipe and the poison for death.

I also saw that some people recovered as before, and some people died of illness.

The joys and sorrows in this world have been like this since ancient times, and at the same time as the infinite sadness hits his face, he finally understands why the monks in the upper fairy world would rather cut off the world of mortals and give up the thousands of prosperity of this world, but also ascend to prove the Tao and seek the law of longevity.

In the past, he always thought that Yu Huaiyin was selfish and cold-blooded.

In hindsight, perhaps an ordinary man like him was but a grain of sand in that man's long life.

It turns out that it's not that adults are ruthless, but that villains are unworthy.

Witnessing all this, a sense of longing for powerful power suddenly rose in Liang Ce's heart.

He felt the resentment from his memory, and his heart and soul were torn apart like a flame.

"Since the plague can be cured, how can there be no antidote for poisoning?" Suddenly, a voice woke him up.

When he came back to his senses, a tear from Anshun fell on the back of Anren's skinny and chapped hand.

That was the period when An Ren regained his happiness in his last years.

The haze hanging over Qixing Town will always dissipate, just like Anren's hatred for Tan San and guilt for Jiyun, all turned into his love for Anshun in the end.

Because I hated before, I don’t want others to live in hatred, and because I’ve been in despair, I want to hide all the suffering I’ve experienced behind my back.

"Yes, why not? If one day when Xiao Anshun went out to collect herbs, he saw white flowers blooming on the top of the mountain. If you pick them back, Master's poison will be cured."

When he was about to die, An Ren lied. He watched the little boy shouting to go to the top of the mountain to search for medicine. The familiar figure gradually faded away and slowly changed into the appearance of his deceased child.

He thought, if his little He'er was still alive, he would be at such an old age, and around his neck would be the silver bell that his mother begged for him, flickering, the sound was crisp and pleasant.

The soul-calling banners all over the city should be to pay homage to those who died, and the only thing that accompanied An Ren when he left was a furnace of boiling medicine.

This medicine could not save a patient whose poison had penetrated into the bone marrow, but it warmed a heart that had been silent for many years.

An Ren, who closed his eyes, might not know about a deceptive and unintentional remark.

There was really a flower blooming on the snow-covered mountain top. It was found by a boy who didn't know whether it was real or not, after climbing the mountain road for several hours, he found it on a cliff.

In the heavy snow that made people's eyes hurt, Anshun happily picked the catkin-like flower, but he didn't notice the square inch under his feet. It was just a void formed by the snow, and there was an abyss underneath. .

One step up, before Anshun could see the flower clearly, he fell straight into the deep valley.

Seeing that Anshun was in danger, Liang Chi hurried over to try to hold him back.

But his hand passed through Anshun's phantom, not even touching the corner of his clothes.

On the contrary, the flower that Anshun held tightly in his hand was blown up by a gust of wind, and the petals withered in all directions. One of the flowers brushed the cheek of the good book and fell on the ground behind him.

Liang Bu picked it up in a daze, but when he saw it clearly, he smiled sadly.

It was a piece of cotton wool wetted by snow, and half a piece of unburned paper money. The melted snow stuck to everything and fell on a withered flower stem, like a blooming flower.

"Liang Chi, what happened to you?"

"Good book..."

In the woods, Yu Huaiyin called several times in a row, but he couldn't wait for Liang Chu's answer. It seemed that some powerful force broke in and forcibly severed the connection between the two acquaintances.

Realizing that something bad might happen, he wanted to rush back to Qixing Town as soon as possible, so he tried to call Anshun who had been lying in his arms and refused to move.

But before he could utter his words, the body of the overly quiet boy became incomparably illusory, and half of his face had weathered like grains of sand.

"Anshun!"

Shocked, Yu Huaiyin went to catch the light fragments flying around, and when Anshun disappeared without a trace, he spread his palm and found that lying there was a piece of half-burned paper money.

He frowned somewhat puzzled, suddenly a gust of wind passed by and rolled the half paper money into the air.

Yu Huaiyin hurriedly followed with his eyes, only to see that there was a heavy snowfall in the forest that was still lush just now...