The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

Chu Wanning was the first one to walk out of the tunnel. Unlike the narrow tunnel, he stepped out of the last stone step, and what he saw was a huge open platform, and it was hard to see the end when he raised his eyes. The pure land above the heavens.

At this time, a bright moon is in the sky, the high platform is surrounded by solitude, not a single blade of grass grows, looking up, one can see a bleak wind, hazy cloud shadows, and there is a person sitting in the center of the high platform.

Xu Shuanglin.

The people behind all came out one after another, but they were all stunned the moment they saw Xu Shuanglin, and Xue Zhengyi was even more surprised: "Why... this is... what's going on?"

Someone else gasped and whispered, "My God, how did this happen?"

"Is he dead or alive?"

Mo Ran walked towards him, and the closer he got, the more chilling and bone-piercing the scene in front of him—Xu Shuanglin sat cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed.The right half of his body was completely rotted, and he couldn't see a human figure at all. Pus, blood and black water kept gushing out from his body, and the stench was overwhelming.And in front of him, on the left, on the left, there are five extremely fierce Shenwu sticks.

Mo Ran's fingertips couldn't help curling up - he saw no return.

No return pierced deeply into the ground, and the light green light climbed all the way from the ground, and finally merged with the light of the other four weapons into a stream, pouring into Xu Shuanglin's heart, casting Xu Shuanglin's gaunt and emaciated face in the shadows. Sunny and uncertain, light and dark flickering.

And behind Xu Shuanglin, there was a cloud of black mist swirling and twisting, which seemed to be some kind of enchantment that was about to coalesce and form.

Others followed one after another.

Huang Xiaoyue murmured in disbelief: "This is... this is the martial arts technique?"

Xue Meng didn't know what Martial Soul Art was. He just wanted to ask his father, but when he turned his head, he saw Xue Zhengyong's face was pale.Obviously, he didn't believe that someone would use this kind of magic at all.

"What exactly is this?"

Xue Meng is obviously not the only one who doesn't know the art of martial arts, and there are other juniors who are asking softly.

Chu Wanning stared at Xu Shuanglin's face and said: "The art of martial arts is to dedicate one's soul to the blood-stained Shenwu, make a contract with Shenwu, and swear that after death, one's soul will be killed by Shenwu's weapon spirit." Shredded and devoured, and become a sacrifice for tempering martial arts."

"Living sacrifice weapon?" Xue Meng was stunned, "Why do you want to do this?"

"Because his spiritual power is not enough." Chu Wanning said, "This is a way to quickly and greatly increase his strength. He dedicated his soul to Shenwu, and Shenwu lent him his strength."

While speaking, he suddenly heard a faint sigh.

Almost everyone couldn't help taking a step back, Xue Menglongcheng unsheathed, staring at Xu Shuanglin's face closely.

Xu Shuanglin slowly opened his eyes. Under the moonlight, he raised his face. Half of it was normal, but half was already a puddle of foul-smelling mud.

"Grandmaster Chu...you gentlemen, you still found it."

With one hand propped on the ground, he stood up staggeringly, his eyes swept across the faces that were either vigilant, disgusted, or fearful.

He didn't care, the normal eye rolled, and there was even a kind of malicious teasing and evil in it.But he scanned around, and then around, but didn't find the existence of that person, and the malicious smile on his face froze and disappeared.

Xu Shuanglin shouted in a low voice: "Where's Ye Wangxi?!"

Xue Meng said angrily: "Are you worthy of mentioning her name?"

"What did you do to her?!"

Xue Meng was even more angry: "Can you control it? You are a heartless, bloodless person, what face do you have to miss Ye Wangxi?"

"Missing?" The word seemed to agitate Xu Shuanglin. He was taken aback for a moment, then narrowed his eyes, and seemed to calm down slowly, "No, why would I miss? It's ridiculous..."

Jiang Xi said calmly: "What are you doing talking so much nonsense with him? Kill him!"

Speaking of raising his right hand, Xuehuang saber appeared in his palm, and was about to slash towards Xu Shuanglin, but a black shadow was as fast as lightning, unexpectedly blocking his attack.

Jiang Xi raised her eyebrows, gritted her teeth and said, "Why did Master Mo stop me?"

"I have something to ask him!" Mo Ran turned around, his eyes flashed with complex light, he pursed his lips, and seemed to want to say a few more words, but in the end, only four words came out. Words, "Where's your partner?"

Xu Shuanglin took his time—he was already like this, and he could still take his time—and rubbed his toes.

So Mo Ran noticed that he didn't wear shoes again today.

"It's all said to be my accomplice." Xu Shuanglin showed his white teeth and smiled, and the smile on the other side of his face still looked bright, with a hint of sarcasm, "Then you should know that I will never say. I Mr. Xu, you still understand this point of loyalty in the world, all heroes, gentlemen and heroes, don't waste your time on it."

He took a special look at the ghost in Mo Ran's hand, and said: "There is no need to use other interrogation methods. The big deal is to use a knife and cut off my tongue-I always have a way not to tell the truth."

Xue Meng looked stunned: "You, a person like you, actually have the nerve to say something about the loyalty of the rivers and lakes..."

"It's strange, why can't I talk about loyalty in the world?" Xu Shuanglin said, "Friends help each other, brothers and brothers respect each other, teachers are kind and apprentices are filial, good people enjoy peace and evil people are punished, this is what the world should be like. Do you think this truth is only understood by you people?"

Xue Meng was stunned by his thick face like a city wall, pointing at him and saying: "Brothers and brothers respectful? Master and apprentice filial piety?...you?"

Xu Shuanglin said slowly, "Yes, how is it?"

"Do you still want to lose face? You are the one who killed your brothers, and you are the one who encouraged Nangong Liu to eat Luo Fenghua's spirit core. You have done all the bad things, and you...you can still say so confidently— —Is this the way the world should be?"

Facing Xue Meng's series of questioning, Xu Shuanglin grinned and did not deny it, but suddenly said: "Little brother, is this year Guigeng?"

"What do you ask for this?"

"You don't need to tell me." Xu Shuanglin looked him up and down, and said, "I think you are about 20 years old. A 20-year-old person is always full of passion, full of innocence, and stands proudly in the sky. In between, I felt that there was nothing in the world that I couldn’t do.”

He paused, then said with a smile, "It's really the best age."

The brilliance of the gods and martial arts on the ground is flowing continuously, continuing to give him strong spiritual power. He uses this spiritual power to maintain his manipulation of thousands of Zhenlong chess pieces and resist the backlash of the chess pieces. The skin on his body was still festering bit by bit at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Xu Shuanglin didn't take it seriously, he didn't seem to be able to see his body being swallowed by the evil spirit, he paced back and forth in front of the coiled barrier behind him: "20 years old...you know what I was doing when I was about your age ?”

"What else can you do?" Xue Meng said indignantly, "Who doesn't know what you did? You took away the ring of teaching and replaced your brother as the head of Confucianism. In just two months, You even killed two venerable masters of the upper cultivation world, and later someone came to you to ask for the Dharma, and you dug out all their eyes-you pervert, unrighteous, unkind, and shut your ears to listen, you Take it all! If I did these things at the age of 20 like you, I would rather die suddenly at the age of 12!"

Seeing that he was agitated, Xue Zhengyi feared that he would draw Xu Shuanglin's attention, so he couldn't take it anymore, so he said in a low voice: "Meng'er, please don't say a few words."

"Don't." Unexpectedly, Xu Shuanglin heard this sentence, and he waved his hand with a smile, "Go on, why don't you say a few words?"

Xue Meng saw that he was still smiling, and the expression on his face was like watching a parrot flapping its wings and singing on the shelf. It was full of fun, and he couldn't help getting blood on his head, and said angrily: "You, you are really shameless! There is no cure !"

"What shame is there, what you said is nothing at all." Xu Shuanglin said, "You said that I took away the ring of the head teacher - since ancient times, the high position has been occupied by the capable. My brother, that trash, knows nothing , relying on a three-inch slippery tongue, he can actually get along well. Those who have never actually competed with him think that he is one of the best characters, and call us the Confucian style twin sons——Ling Strength techniques are on par—don't you think it's ridiculous?"

"Me, and him?" Xu Shuanglin sneered, patting his forehead, "Don't be ridiculous, since I was young, I can beat him with one hand and use all fours. Do you want me to keep pace with him? When I was practicing penance all day long, he only Knowing how to act like a baby in his old mother’s arms, peel oranges and eat them! I practice three-nines in winter and three days in summer, and he doesn’t study in spring, and sleeps in the scorching heat of summer! Later, in order to get a real title at the Lingshan Conference, he used ulterior motives behind his back. You can sit back and reap the rewards! What happened next? You give the person who trains hard the name of plagiarism, but give him the reputation of being the best man in the world, is that fair?"

Xue Meng hesitated, but still insisted: "Then you won't be able to do this..."

"Nonsense! Standing up and talking doesn't hurt your back. It's easy to accuse others with empty words, but it's your turn to turn into a different face. Can you bear things like the Lingshan Conference?!"

Xue Meng was stunned by his anti-general.

For him, can he bear it?

"Hundreds of people in the venue pointed at you and said that you are shameless. His ranking and applause belong to him. All you are left with is the innocence that will never be washed away in your life. Your hard work is in front of his brilliant tongue. Crushed - is this fair?"

"I……"

Seeing that Xue Meng was stunned and speechless, Xu Shuanglin sneered: "Let's talk about the matter of me killing those two heads. Of the two of them, one knocks wooden fish all day long, and Namo Amitabha's recitation is better than anyone else, and the other is majestic. Di, the reputation of upright gentlemen is known all over the world, but they pushed me into the abyss without expression for their own self-interest. May I ask you gentlemen, why should I spare my dog's life?"

When the people from the two sects present heard what he said about the ancestor's head, their faces turned blue and purple. They wanted to refute, but they couldn't make any cadenced sentences. Finally, Master Xuanjing of Wubei Temple sighed softly. With a sigh of relief, he closed his eyes and folded his hands together, and said, "When is it time..."

"That's right, it's been a long time, and I wish I could understand the grievances, but why am I?" Xu Shuanglin said every word angrily, but still had a smile on his face, the smile was calm and breezy, There was even some sarcasm, "I slap you, and then I say when it's time to repay you, and I won't let you slap you back, are you willing, bald donkey?"

Someone said angrily, "Nangongxu, keep your mouth clean! How can you speak like that to senior!"

"I'm fucking your senior too." Xu Shuanglin said with a smile, "Little boy, keep your mouth clean for me too."

"..."

Huang Xiaoyue twirled her beard and said, "Nangongxu..."

Before he finished speaking, the other party made a stop gesture, and pulled the half healthy, half rotten corner of the mouth: "Discuss, can you call me Xu Shuanglin? I don't like the name Nangongxu."

Huang Xiaoyue flicked his sleeves: "Even if your Excellency wants to seek justice, killing those two masters should have paid off long ago. What's the point of gouging out so many people's eyes later?"

Xu Shuanglin said happily: "I used to reason with you. But no one listened to me."

He paused for a moment, then laughed: "Later, I became a lunatic, but you have to drag the lunatic into arguing black and white, you honest gentlemen... Interesting." He slapped his hands, "It was so much fun."

Mo Ran, who had been standing by the side without speaking, suddenly asked: "So, you are asking for fairness, right?"

"..." Xu Shuanglin's eyes moved up inch by inch, and moved to Mo Ran's face.

The two of them looked at each other on the steep and windy stone platform.

In Mo Ran's eyes, Xu Shuanglin's shadow gradually blurred, and what he saw didn't seem to be the man in front of him with rotten limbs.

Through Xu Shuanglin, he saw another shadow, wearing a beaded pearl crown and a black gold gown, he saw Emperor Taxian and himself in his previous life.

"On the way we came, we met Nangong Liu. He called you His Majesty, and you made yourself a god." Mo Ran said, "You have become the emperor in this heavenly palace, and you are in charge of the power of judgment. What you say is right , what is right, what you say is wrong, what is wrong is outrageous, life and death are up to you, this is your fairness?"

Xu Shuanglin was silent for a moment, then sneered.

So Mo Ran saw Ta Xianjun sneering, his pale and handsome face covered with ridicule.

"So what? You've seen it too. I used to believe in gentlemen like you and the so-called fairness in the world, but what happened?"

He paused, pacing back and forth in front of the battle of prowess, his eyes flashing with excitement: "It's you who treat cowards as heroes and trample heroes under your feet. It's you who treat hard work as dung and build latrines into The altar. It’s you, who regard flattery as friendship and arrogance as a shelf—you have done all the evil things and stepped me into the mud!! Then tell me, no matter how many sins I have suffered, no matter how much my brother suffers Planting, even being naked and humiliating—that’s my own business, no matter what, I shouldn’t vent my grievances on innocent people—ha, what a joke!”

Mo Ran saw that Ta Xianjun's sneer became more and more exaggerated, and gradually turned into a sneer.

"It's not you who are being pointed out by thousands of people, and you are not the one who bears the trumped-up charges. Of course you can say all the beautiful things in the world! But I, I am just seeking a righteous way in the world in my own way."

"...there is a way in the world?" Mo Ran stood opposite the Emperor Taxian, and he asked, "For the sake of your own world, how many people have you killed. You proclaim yourself an emperor, and there are many bones and blood under your feet. Don't you Haven't you ever had an iota of remorse?"

"There is nothing to repent. I killed them, but I will give them a chance to be reborn. They will all become pawns under my command. From then on, everything I do is under my control. From then on, black and white are clear, and good and evil are clearly distinguished. , this is human justice."

Mo Ran was silent for a while, and said: "It seems that you really regard yourself as a ruler to measure the world."

"I am the ruler."

Xu Shuanglin stood in the wind.

He is Nangong Xu in the eyes of everyone.

It is the stepping fairy in Mo Ran's eyes.

He said: "Look at the front hall, don't you think it's beautiful? The good people live and work in peace and contentment, and the ugly people are burned in the fire and fried in a cauldron. Whoever stabbed someone else's knife, let him kill it back , A sum of accounts is calculated clearly, and blood debts are paid in blood, is there something wrong?"

Mo Ran: "You can really think of yourself."

Then he heard Ta Xianjun answer: "Why should I look down on myself? In my opinion, this is the best karma."

For a moment no one spoke.

Most of the people were shocked by Xu Shuanglin's crazy remarks.

Before they came, many people thought that Xu Shuanglin did all this probably for the sake of power, for personal hatred, and so on.

None of them thought that Xu Shuanglin felt that everything he did was right, for the sake of fairness and justice.

But in this world, who can be the fairest ruler?Even Tianyin Pavilion, the descendant of the gods, may not be able to do it.

Mo Ran stood in the same place, and after a while, his heart finally recovered some peace, and he looked at Ta Xianjun who was standing against him.

The crown disappeared, and the handsome face sunken and became scorched black.

He blinked, the person in front of him was Xu Shuanglin, not Emperor Taxian.Just because Xu Shuanglin was so similar to what he did in his previous life, he actually had the illusion that he was talking to himself far away through time and space.

"Okay, then can I understand that even if you don't have enough spiritual power for the pawns in the hall, let them retain their minds in life. You have built your own kingdom in this heavenly palace. From then on, you are a god and a Buddha. It's His Majesty the Emperor, you divide the world into two, return the good to the good way, and the evil to the evil way, this is the fairness you want."

He said this passage.

At the same time, many fragments of memory related to Xu Shuanglin quickly passed through his mind like a gust of wind and snow.

——In the previous life, in order to save Ye Wangxi, Xu Shuanglin died under the sword in a mistake.

Standing in Sansheng Bieyuan, barefoot, smiling and teasing Xu Shuanglin with the parrot.

Beside Jin Chengchi, Xu Shuanglin asked his brother for a piece of orange as a reward.

The orange tree in Jiaoshan, Nangong Liu whose mind had returned to his pure youth, Luo Fenghua who had been snatched back from Hell... One by one, they were strung together, pouring into his thoughts like a mountain whistling and a tsunami.

Mo Ran raised his dark eyes, there was neither sarcasm nor contempt in those eyes, he just looked at him quietly: "Am I right, Nangong Xu?"

"Call me Xu Shuang..."

"No, your name is Nangong Xu." Mo Ran stepped forward step by step. He looked at the man with festering muscles and bones. He knew that no one present knew what Nangong Xu was thinking at this moment better than himself. The person who was cornered, the Ta Xianjun in the previous life, and the Xu Shuanglin in this life are the same.

He was keenly aware of the fire, and he kept a close eye on the slightest change on Xu Shuanglin's face, never misplaced it.

He stopped and suddenly lowered his eyes.

"The sky is so cold, and the ground is so cold." Mo Ran whispered, "Nangong Xu, why don't you wear shoes?"

The smile on Xu Shuanglin's face froze for a moment, but he quickly re-frozen the twinkling eyes: "If I don't wear it, I will--"

"Do you like Ye Wangxi asking you this sentence very much?"

"..."

"I went to Sansheng Bieyuan that day, the first time I saw you, you didn't wear shoes." Mo Ran said, "It was she who told you to let you wear them later, the satisfaction on your face, I'm afraid you don't have any notice."

Mo Ran stared at Xu Shuanglin's face.

That was the answer he was guessing in his heart when he was on Feihua Island, watching Linyi on the other side raging fire and billowing thick smoke.

"Nangong Xu, you've always hoped that someone would notice your bare feet, and that someone would tell you—"

Xu Shuanglin, who had been smiling all the time, suddenly had a flash of fear on his face, he actually took a step back, his nose was wrinkled, and his face was grim: "Shut up."

Mo Ran naturally wouldn't shut up, he looked at Xu Shuanglin, what was originally just speculation, turned into reality in Xu Shuanglin's sudden and violent reaction.

Mo Ran looked at him, and he felt that what he saw was not Xu Shuanglin, but the self who had nowhere to escape in the dark and difficult in his previous life.

"Put on your shoes, it's cold on the ground."

Leaping up like a cheetah, the light and shadow were full of fighting spirits, Xu Shuanglin suddenly raged and grabbed Mo Ran's skirt, the normal human hand and the stinky ghost claw grabbed him at the same time, Xu Shuanglin's eyes were bloodshot, he gritted his teeth Said: "Shut up! Shut up!"

"Okay, before I shut up, I'll say one more thing."

"Don't say—!" Xu Shuanglin was almost desperate, he was like a dragon whose reverse scale had been pulled out, bleeding profusely, "Don't say..."

"Ye Wangxi really looks like Luo Fenghua."

This sound was an understatement, but it drained all of Xu Shuanglin's strength in an instant.

He was dumbfounded and stood on the ground blankly.

Those around who had met Luo Fenghua and Ye Wangxi were taken aback for a moment. They recalled these two completely different people in their minds. They were not related. One was born...but after this mention, they suddenly realized—ah, that's really the case.

Ye Wangxi's every move, every move, every move, even his personality, temper, voice and expression, are all exactly the same as Xu Shuanglin's teacher Luo Fenghua back then.

Xu Shuanglin suddenly withdrew his hands holding Mo Ran, twisting his fingers and claws, he buried his face in his palms, his shoulders trembled slightly.

Xue Meng murmured: "He... is he crying?"

cry?

Will not.

Xu Shuanglin buried his head in his palms, and after a long time, the shaking of his shoulders became more and more obvious, and a twisted and treacherous chuckle leaked from between his fingers: "Ha..." The smile expanded like ripples, and he suddenly put down his hands and laughed wildly Get up, "Hahahahaha, like? It's nonsense! Grandmaster Mo, have you seen Luo Fenghua? You saw his corpse when the Infernal Hell was opened. Based on this one look, you said they resembled Luo Fenghua." ? You are too confident."

"Since you mentioned Infernal Hell yourself, you mentioned Luo Fenghua's corpse." Mo Ran said, "Then let me ask, where is he?"

Xu Shuanglin's eyes were ruthless, and his smile suddenly tightened: "Where is he?"

"In your state, good and evil punishments, whether it is sinking or honoring, are all under your control. But you didn't even have the heart to kill Nangong Liu in the end, and you even solved his Lingchiguo curse—I don't know This is why, but since he is here, there is no reason for Luo Fenghua to be abandoned by you. You have no spiritual power, and you want to dedicate your soul to Shenwu, but Jin Chengchi Taohuayuan has fought you several times, and I know that your strength will not decline to this point. "

Xu Shuanglin: "..."

"The reason why you can't hold on is that besides using Zhenlong Chess too much, there is another reason, and that is also the second forbidden technique that you have been practicing hard for these years."

The ink burned for a while, and the knife finally fell: "Did your rebirth technique finally save Luo Fenghua from the eighteenth floor of purgatory?"

Before he finished speaking, Xu Shuanglin's face was ashen. He was about to say something, when suddenly, a white smoke rose from the black formation that had been circulating behind him.

Xue Zhengyi, who has experienced the battlefield a hundred times, reacted the fastest: "No, there is something behind the magic circle!"

The author has something to say: Fat friends, Wo is still on a business trip, like a sea laborer, but Wo is reading comments every day~ I found that everyone has a misunderstanding...you have to read carefully what I said before, the characters in the supporting role column are not Will die, (emphasize) but the boss group is excluded (emphasize), that is, as long as it is a boss, there is no chance of staying alive in the supporting role column, cover your face and cover your face