Chapter 55: Death of Jin Lingzi Master, please save my life

Yu Yao/Text

When Xi Che called out the name Jin Lingzi, some images automatically emerged in his mind. Jin Lingzi was the disciple he accepted when he first arrived in the demon world. To be honest, he liked this disciple very much. Jin Lingzi had a miserable life, but he was tenacious and had a good character, so he taught him some of his magic skills. Xi Che was just filled with sympathy at first. He felt sorry for a half-human, half-demon child living alone in the demon tribe. He was worried that Jin Lingzi would be bullied, so he wanted to teach him some self-defense skills. However, he did not expect that Jin Lingzi was so smart and had a high level of comprehension. The more Xi Che taught him, the more he learned. In the end, Jin Lingzi learned almost all of his skills.

After Xi Che came to his senses, he hesitated for a long time between destroying Jin Lingzi's magic power and allowing Jin Lingzi to continue learning, but in the end he couldn't bring himself to do it. He comforted himself that although Jin Lingzi did kill his demon father, which was considered treason in the eyes of ordinary people, but as a modern man like him, it could be considered self-defense and not cruel... and he usually behaved very kindly, so there shouldn't be any big problems.

I never expected that I would make such a big mistake because of my soft-heartedness. Is Jin Lingzi really the person behind all this? What exactly does he want to do? ! Everyone knows that there is a Golden Bell Saint in Xiaoyao Mountain, which means that Xiaoyao Mountain is Golden Bell's territory. The formation built in the underground palace, and the demons in Xiaoyao Mountain who are capturing humans everywhere... these illegal activities must be related to Golden Bell.

The more Xi Che thought about it, the angrier he became. Seeing that Jin Lingzi still had his back to him and didn't say anything, he couldn't help but yell at

him: "Jin Ling'er! Are you not going to acknowledge me as your master?! Come here now!" Although the situation had come to this, Xi Che couldn't help but put on the airs of a master in front of Jin Lingzi, and subconsciously called him by the name he had addressed him back then. Because they had a very good relationship back then, although Jin Lingzi looked unruly, she was actually very respectful to her master. He was a very awkward child. He lacked fatherly love since childhood and hated his biological father to the core, but he identified very much with Xi Che. People say that once a teacher, always a father. Xi Che felt that, to a large extent, he regarded himself as a father-like figure.

Sure enough, after Xi Che said this, Jin Lingzi, who had her back to him, turned around. But Xi Che noticed that his turning movement was very mechanical. He stiffly turned his body 180 degrees on the spot and turned it around to face Xi Che. Xi Che was stunned for a moment, then looked again and saw Jin Lingzi sitting in a wooden wheelchair. A man walked out from behind him. It was Meng Xinghe.

Xi Che frowned: "Is it you?"

His second reaction was to look at Jin Lingzi next to him. Upon seeing this, Xi Che was immediately shocked. Although Jin Lingzi, who was sitting in a wheelchair, looked the same, his face was blue and his eyes were closed. It was obvious that he was no longer a living person!

Xi Che looked at Meng Xinghe angrily and was about to ask if he was the one who harmed Jin Lingzi, but Meng Xinghe actually walked over quickly, then knelt down in front of Xi Che with a "thump" and kowtowed to him firmly. Xi Che was startled: "You, what are you doing?"

Hearing this, Meng Xinghe raised his head and looked at Xi Che, two lines of hot tears suddenly flowed down his face: "Please save me, Master."

Xi Che was even more confused: "Who is your Master?"

"Since you still recognize Jin Lingzi as your disciple, then he is my Master."

Meng Xinghe stood up from the ground: "Let me introduce myself again, my name is Meng Xinghe, and I am Jin Lingzi's only disciple."

Xi Che suddenly realized that in the hundreds of years since his death, Jin Lingzi had also accepted a disciple. According to seniority, he should indeed call himself Grandmaster.

But when he left that year, he clearly told Jin Lingzi not to teach the magic he taught him to others, and not to tell others that he was his master. Why didn't this kid keep his promise?

The incident happened too suddenly, and Xi Che was confused for a moment, but Meng Xinghe had already walked to Xi Che's side very obediently and untied the rope that tied him up: "At the beginning, we didn't know whether Master would still recognize us, so we had to tie you here. I was also trying to save people... I'm sorry for the offense."

Meng Xinghe's attitude towards Xi Che now turned 180 degrees. At first, he always had that confident and indifferent smile on his face, but now when facing him, he was at a loss like a child. Xi Che has always been soft-hearted, but seeing him act so helpless in front of a stranger like him, his anger subsided a lot.

Xi Che has always claimed that he wants to cut off everything from his previous life, but in fact, no matter whether it is people or things, he can't let go of them, he can't let go of his responsibilities, and he can't let go of Chu Yan. Probably no matter how many times he is reborn, he will always be this kind of person, unable to truly stay out of it. So when he met this man today who respectfully called him "Master", Xi Che subconsciously put himself in the position of the patriarch, and after figuring out the whole story, he was willing to stand up for him.

"Master, the environment here is not good. Let's go somewhere else to talk."

Meng Xinghe pushed Jin Lingzi on the wheelchair and led Xi Che out. It turned out that he had been locked in the basement.

Several people came to a room similar to an office. Xi Che looked at Jin Lingzi sitting in a wheelchair and asked, "What's going on? Are you asking me to save Jin Lingzi's life?"

When he said this, Meng Xinghe burst into tears again. He wiped his tears with the back of his hand and said, "Yes, I have been guarding my master for so many years, just to find a way to save him. But I am not capable enough and could not save my master. If my master had taken action, he would have succeeded."

Seeing Xi Che crying like this, it would be a lie to say that he was not moved. Although he had vaguely felt that Meng Xinghe might have done some bad things, he was very filial to his master Jin Lingzi. Jin Lingzi had obviously been dead for a long time, but his body was still intact, his hair was combed meticulously, and he wore jade and silk ribbons on his body, exactly the same as when he was alive. It must be Meng Xinghe who had been helping him clean up.

But even so, he couldn't lie: "Your wish may not come true. Jin Ling'er is dead. I don't know how you preserved his body, but I can't feel any soul from him."

It was obviously an empty shell.

Xi Che said to Meng Xinghe regretfully: "Please bury him properly, and let him return to dust."

Meng Xinghe suddenly became very excited: "No!"

After he said that, he seemed to realize that he had overreacted. He restrained his expression and said: "Master, don't persuade me like this. If you were in my position today, you would not give up easily. Master is the most important person in my life. I must save him... Master, you must have a way, right? Haven't you successfully resurrected?"

Xi Che looked at him and opened his mouth, but finally sighed - Meng Xinghe was right, he was not him, and had no right to persuade him to give up. However, he himself didn't even know how he was resurrected, so how could he possibly use it to resurrect others? There is no way to resurrect in the world, not even gods can do it. He said this to Jin Lingzi, and he said the same thing to Meng Xinghe today.

However, Meng Xinghe was so excited, so he should not be provoked anymore, so he asked: "How did he die? Jin Lingzi's life span should not be so short."

After hearing this, Meng Xinghe gritted his teeth and said: "Master was murdered."

Meng Xinghe told Xi Che in detail the cause of Jin Lingzi's death. It turned out that because of his identity, he was not tolerated in the Three Realms, so he made himself king here and established Xiaoyao Mountain. Jin Lingzi was very capable in leadership, and Xiaoyao Mountain gradually grew stronger, forming a rudimentary political organization. But as he became powerful, some people became dissatisfied and wanted to come and seize his territory, so Xiaoyao Mountain was not peaceful. Jin Lingzi has a subordinate named He Feilong who is a general. He Feilong is also a powerful man. He has formed a Black Water Battalion under his command. They are brave and good at fighting. They are dedicated to expanding the territory of Xiaoyao Mountain and protecting the peace in this area. But over time, He Feilong's reputation gradually became known, and the entire Xiaoyao Mountain only recognized He Feilong, not Jin Lingzi. He Feilong became more and more arrogant and began to feel like betraying others. In a war to attack Qiu Village, He Feilong actually led the entire Black Water Battalion to join Qiu Village in an attempt to establish his own stronghold, and Jin Lingzi was also killed.

It can be seen that Meng Xinghe really hates this He Feilong. He can't help gritting his teeth when talking about him: "Master was kind to He Feilong, but he had different intentions first. I told Master a long time ago that we should be more cautious about him... Master is still too easy to trust others."

Xi Che frowned: "How is this He Feilong now?"

"He pretended to surrender to Qiu Village. In fact, he wanted to lead the Black Water Battalion to take down Qiu Village and occupy their place. In the end, he reaped the consequences and was beheaded by the vicious criminals in Qiu Village."

After Meng Xinghe finished speaking, he gently put his hand on Jin Lingzi's shoulder and looked down at him: "I just hope to save Master, his death was not worth it."

Xi Che shook his head slightly: "But it's been so long... Have you ever detained his soul?"

Meng Xinghe looked confused: "No... I don't know how to detain souls." He

can't detain souls, but he can use the souls of so many living people to make formations. What on earth did Jin Lingzi teach him?

Xi Che actually didn't like this disciple who suddenly appeared, and he didn't like Jin Lingzi teaching the magic he taught him to others casually. He glanced at Meng Xinghe and said, "Then you go out first. Let me be alone with Jin Ling'er for a while. I want to try to catch his soul."

Although he said this, he didn't hold out much hope. Hundreds of years had passed, and this little bit of soul should have dissipated and there should be little left... Xi Che was born a god of war and had powerful magic. If he was consumed by the breeze of heaven and earth, there might be some left. Jin Lingzi couldn't compare with him. He was not even a pure demon. The soul of a child born from the hybrid of human and demon was not that durable.

However, Meng Xinghe was very happy to get Xi Che's promise. He knew that Xi Che said this because he was willing to help. He had the same superstition about the god of war Azas as everyone else. He believed that what he could not do, Azas could definitely do. So he immediately bowed to Xi Che and said, "I will leave first, thank you, Master."

After Meng Xinghe left, Xi Che stood in front of Jin Lingzi's body for a long time, suddenly stretched out his hand to him and drew a formation in the air. The formation he drew was a combination of soul-binding and soul-searching, which was equivalent to blessing his magic power. But when the magic circle lit up and slowly merged into Jin Lingzi's head like a net, it was suddenly bounced back, and Xi Che was forced to take a few steps back by this force.

Why? Before Jin Lingzi died, she cast a spell on herself and refused to have her soul captured?

Xi Che frowned tightly, stared at Jin Lingzi for a long time, and pointed a finger at his forehead: "Jin Ling'er, do you have something to say to Master? If so, give me the Zhuyou insect."