If people in this world believe anyone's lies easily, only innocent children can do it.

Cheng Yi looked at Shaotang, whose eye circles were still red. He was stunned for a while before he regained his composure and asked again as if he didn't believe it: "My junior sister really said that? Can I trust you?"

Shaotang patiently raised his hand and motioned for him to come over.

Cheng Yi glanced at the insignificant pair of grandfather and grandson nestled in the corner, and bent down.

Shaotang explained with a smile on his lips: "My mother said that my uncle has been in love with her since childhood and is the most trustworthy person. She feels most at ease when I leave me in your hands. If you don't believe me, you can write to my mother and ask her."

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Xie Yingren, who was stirring the porridge with a horse spoon, secretly curled his lips: He was trying to trick a fool.

Cheng Yi grinned: "Of course I believe in your mother."

After thinking about it, I felt that this matter had nothing to do with the murder of the kid in front of me. I was shocked to realize that I seemed to have been bypassed by Ran Shaotang, and my face suddenly turned dark again.

"Little bastard, your mother asked me to take care of you, but she didn't let me watch you kill innocent people without asking a question."

Due to excitement, his voice rose again.

Shaotang's eye circles instantly turned red again.

"Uncle, you misunderstood me. My mother asked me to kill him." She murmured in a low voice, putting the blame on Mrs. Ran without feeling any pressure.

"That's nonsense. I know your mother's character best, and she will never be like this. Besides, there are rules in the sect. You can only save people, but not kill. Your mother would not..."

He paused for a moment, and suddenly remembered Ran Wen's seemingly handsome but actually wretched face, and felt blessed in his heart: "Unless it was your father who taught her bad things. Humph, I knew he was not a good person. If I don't let my junior sister marry, she will not live or die."

Listen, it is like the old saying, when you marry the chicken, follow the chicken, when you marry..."

Ran Shaotang glanced at him coldly, and grabbed his wrist with his little hand: "Uncle, can I write this in a letter and ask my mother what you mean?"

Ask what? Ask what?

Cheng Yi sullenly yelled again: "I want to write a letter asking your mother why she let you kill innocent people?"

Ran Shaotang is not afraid.

My mother will not accept letters from my foreign husband. My father will be the best at intercepting all foreign objects that may affect the relationship between the couple.

However, even if my father knew about this matter, he could not explain it. All in all, it is a troublesome matter. It is best to solve it here.

Shaotang pulled Cheng Yi's sleeve and asked him to come closer to him, deliberately saying like a mosquito: "Uncle, don't bother grandma, I'm telling you."

Satisfied, Cheng Yi bent down again and said with a straight face: "Say."

"My mother can do divination, uncle, you know that, right?"

Cheng Yi glared at Shaotang, the meaning was very clear, is there anything about your mother that I don't know?

"Don't show off."

Shaotang thought to himself: I'm afraid if you say you don't know, this lie will not be true.

"Before we left, my mother was worried about the safety of our trip, so she made a fortune telling for us. After that, her face changed drastically. She stopped me and refused to let me go out, and she didn't want my uncle to leave Ran's house. Do you know why?"

Cheng Yi said in a deep voice: "Why?"

"I tortured my mother for a long time before she told me that this trip would involve worries about life, fate, and death." She deliberately said the last four words in a scary and careful way.

Cheng Yi felt happy after hearing this. It turned out that my junior sister was worried about my safety.

"Then why did you agree to let us leave?"

Shaotang sighed and took out the heartbroken grass that she always brought with her when she went out: "Here, my mother gave me this. She said that if she saw any young people wearing purple clothes along the way, she would kill them and she would be able to crack it."

Shen Weiyong wore a purple satin robe embroidered with brocade cloud patterns today, which was very eye-catching. Very few people would wear clothes of this color.

Too provocative.

He is not good-looking and his complexion is not fair. When he wears purple, his color becomes smooth and he looks like he is rusty. However, Shen Weiyong dresses elegantly and elegantly, which makes people's teeth itch.

Ran Shaotang was very satisfied with his excuse.

Cheng Yi looked at the big bag of heartbroken grass, which was hard to find in the market, and opened his mouth, speechless.

"This, this, this is not like what junior sister did."

Shaotang sighed heavily again, and spread his hands helplessly: "My mother has always been kind-hearted, and she took this step for the safety of you and me. My mother said, I especially can't let anything happen to you."

Xie Yingren, who was filling the porridge and blowing on the hot air, curled his lips: Only a fool would believe it.

Cheng Yi nodded: "Junior sister is so kind to me."

Xie Yingren choked with tears after taking a mouthful of porridge and kept coughing.

Cheng Yi glanced at his beloved disciple: "Go over there and drink."

Xie Yingren, who was holding the bowl, did not dare to go near the Buddha statue, so he had to go to the corner where his grandfather and grandson were staying. As soon as he took two steps, lightning and thunder struck him, and he ran back like a child: "Master, master, look quickly."

Cheng Yi wanted to ask Shaotang to talk more about his junior sister, but when he heard his apprentice's tone change drastically, he looked impatiently along his fingers. Just as several thunderbolts struck in succession, illuminating a corner of the ruined temple, he suddenly His expression also changed.

Sensing something was wrong, Shaotang turned around to take a look. He couldn't help but want to hold his forehead and curse: Is she digging a hole for herself?

Xie Yingren poured the rest of the porridge into his mouth, then put down the bowl and pressed it tightly against Cheng Yi.

He heard all the conversations between Junior Brother Ran and Master.

Since the man in purple might kill them, could the kid in the corner be the one they want to avoid?

He cautiously reminded in a low voice: "Master, the clothes he wears seem to be purple too."

Seeing that the master was silent and silent, I didn't know what he was thinking.

Xie Yingren turned his questioning eyes to Ran Shaotang again.

"Junior brother, did your mother-in-law tell you how many people you want to kill?"

What did you say? Kill you.

Ran Shaotang was furious.

"Brother, what are you talking about?" You can't kill an innocent and weak child just to fulfill a lie, right?

Xie Yingren was dissatisfied: "Didn't you say that you would kill all the boys and girls wearing purple clothes along the way?"

Ran Shaotang was so angry that his heart, liver and lungs ached.

Uncle Cheng Yi, this apprentice, is really good at adding fuel to the fire and confusing right and wrong.

Since she was the one who caused this trouble, she endured it and said, "Brother, you are wrong. That child is not wearing purple, but is wearing shit color."

Xie Yingren didn't hear clearly: "What color?"

Ran Shaotang wanted to say more, but Cheng Yi glared at him and had to shut up obediently.

"I'll go take a look." Cheng Yi struggled to pull away his disciple's hand, straightened his clothes and walked towards the grandfather and grandson.

The young apprentice shouted "Ah": "No, Master."

This sound did not frighten Cheng Yi, but it frightened Ran Shaotang.

She quickly covered Xie Yingren's mouth: shut up.

She didn't allow him to yell and scream, and her mind was quickly thinking of countermeasures.

Uncle Master won't kill anyone, right?

This is not possible.

She had to find a way to stop it.

Xie Yingren was surprised by Ran Shaotang's sudden attack. He was stunned for a moment and then realized something was wrong. He broke away from her hand and ran towards his master.

He will protect his master even to the death.

Ran Shaotang was thrown away by Xie Yingren and couldn't help but stumbled backwards. After regaining consciousness, he ran towards Cheng Yi after him.

Of these two children, one is afraid that Cheng Yi will kill someone, and the other is afraid that Cheng Yi will be killed.

The three of them, one in front and two behind, almost simultaneously rushed to the grandfather and grandson, who had been quiet and seemed to be sleeping.

Xie Yingren was surprised again. The clothes this thin little boy was wearing were purple, yes.

He glanced at his junior brother and asked Ran Shaotang to confirm.

Ran Shaotang turned his nostrils upward and turned his head to one side, deliberately not looking at him.

This child was hiding in a dark corner, his purple robe was dirty and torn. I don’t know which of the two of them had bad luck. Before he lied, he didn’t realize that it was so easy to be exposed.

She had to find a way to get her uncle away.

Cheng Yi looked at the old man huddled in the corner and frowned.

The old man was skinny and skinny, his face was dark, and his chapped lips had turned purple. It looked like a sign of poisoning.

The little boy was also thin, but his face was pale.

He was nestled in the old man's arms, one small hand tightly clenched into a fist, the other hand was hidden under his body, and he didn't know what he was holding.

Ran Shaotang saw the little boy's eyelashes fluttering and knew he was pretending to sleep.

The ruined temple was such a big place, and even though the sound of rain was covering it up, the little boy probably heard 40% to 50% of their conversation.
To be continued...