The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

This sound stopped, like the evening clock of doomsday.

Mo Ran almost knew what he would see next. His hair was standing on end, and his bones and blood were surging. On the one hand, he wanted to escape from the illusion and escape, and on the other hand, he wanted to rush into yesterday and protect Chu Wanning to death.

"No... guilt... you can't..."

But he can't stop anything, all of this has already happened.

He could only look at the situation in front of him with scalp numbness, and looked at Chu Wanning twisting his dark sword eyebrows, with a resolute and unyielding expression, and calmly greeted the sinful eyes.

The ink burned and yelled at him uncontrollably: "Run! Run!"

The young Chu Wanning has always believed in guilt, in the master who raised him as a sacrifice, and in his adoptive father and benefactor.So even though he was extremely disappointed, he didn't see the murderous intent in Huai Gui's eyes.Mo Ran stood in front of him—knowing that it was useless, but he still couldn't stand by.

"Please, run..."

Chu Wanning didn't leave, he was like a pine and cypress, and walked towards the sin step by step, and finally stood still, the high ponytail was blown messy by the wind behind him, and the blood-stained robe was also messy by the wind.

Guigui's lips opened and closed, crushing the words: "If you want to go out of the temple and down the mountain, that's fine."

"Master?" Chu Wanning's phoenix eyes widened slightly. He didn't know the dangers of the human heart. He only used the knife raised by the executioner as a bright moon by the window. For a moment, he was even grateful and happy.

He thought Guigui finally understood him.

But Tudao Youhan, with his murderous intentions already expressed, said with guilt: "If you walk out of this courtyard tonight, you will no longer be a member of Wubei Temple. The 14-year friendship between you and me as a master and apprentice, is hereby broken with a knife."

"..." The phoenix eyes were still wide open, but the content inside changed from joy to consternation and sadness.

Chu Wanning probably never expected that Huai Gui would be determined to this point, and stood there for a long time, before moving his lips.Mo Ran was in a hurry beside him, and kept murmuring: "Please, go, get out of here, don't say any more, get out of here."

His lips moved, but he couldn't utter a complete sentence.

Gui Gui stared at him, this was the heaviest bet he had made, Wan Ning valued love, and had only the two of them as companions for the past 14 years, if he broke this master-student friendship, he would cut his heart with a knife, he shouldn't meeting--

Chu WanNing knelt down.

"..." Guigui was stunned.

He still thought numbly, no, how could he be so resolute and insist on going his own way.

Chu WanNing knelt down and kowtowed.

One knock, two knocks, until nine knocks.

He raised his face again, his eyes were clear and there was no moisture, but his cheeks were moist.

"Disciple Chu Wanning, I would like to thank Master for his kindness in nurturing and teaching. From now on..." His Adam's apple is throbbing, how will it be from now on?He didn't know, he couldn't go on.

Maybe it was because of the wind and the cold weather, and Guigui's body swayed slightly in the wind, his cassock was blown into chaos, and the strong wind filled his sleeves, his face became darker and colder, and his lips lost all color. He stared at the man kneeling before him.

that part...

wood!wood! !

He carves and carves, sheds blood to give birth, he teaches with all his heart, and devotes his energy to thinking.

He did so much and waited for 14 years to send this piece of wood to the ghost world to become the body that carries Chu Lan's soul, not to see it here today and talk about worrying about the country and the people. What is it?

—a piece of trash!

firewood!

The fire in his chest burned straight into his eyes, destroying the world and destroying the earth, extremely impulsive.

Such guilt is too dangerous, Mo Ran leaned over and tried to hug Chu Wanning, but he couldn't catch him, he couldn't touch him, Chu Wanning was still so stubborn, kneeling in the same place so stubbornly, stubbornly because There is a way in the heart, and harmony is because there is guilt in the heart.

In Chu Wanning's eyes, Huai Gui's increasingly ferocious face was reflected, and his blood that was hard to calm was in his chest.

He was born for others from head to toe, this firewood, wood, soulless thing.

He knelt on the ground, the only thing he didn't think about was himself.

"Wan Ning..." Mo Ran choked up suddenly, he raised his hand to touch the face he couldn't touch, "Please... let's go... let's go..."

There was a "clang" sound, the sound of metal falling to the ground.

Mo Ran turned back slowly, and there was a scimitar lying on the blue brick floor, which was the blade of guilt.

Under the moonlight, the butcher's eyes were full of endless blood, and he kicked the knife again, kicking the machete straight to Chu Wanning's knee.

"No, no, no, no."

Mo Ran was panicked, he went to grab the knife, but the tip of the knife passed through his fingers, he couldn't catch it, no matter how desperate he tried, he couldn't catch it.

The last slender and well-proportioned hand stretched out and held the knife that Mo Ran could not hold.

Chu Wanning's eyes were calm at this time, the initial shock had disappeared, and the great pain gradually subsided when he threw the scimitar at him with guilt.

He looked relieved.

"If the master wants my life, I'll do it." Chu Wanning said, "If you live for 14 years and live for 140 years, if you just sit in this world, there is no difference."

The sinful eyes suddenly became nothing like the eminent monk who was detached from the world. For a moment, Mo Ran clearly saw Xiao Man's shadow on his face.

On that rainy night in Lin'an, the shadow of the boy on the eve of the rebellion.

"Chu Wanning." Said sinfully, "You want to break up with me, and I won't keep it. I don't care about food and clothing in the past 14 years. But you have to return what you have learned to me. "

"..."

Guizui narrowed his eyes: "I want to take your spiritual core."

The spiritual core is the most condensed crystal of a cultivator. It is the same if it is replaced by a sacred tree. As long as there is a spiritual core, it may be possible to reshape a Chu Wanning.

This time, he must not be able to teach him the morality of the common people, and he must not be taught the way of benevolence and kindness.

He wants Chu Wanning's spiritual core.

the heart of the living.

Chu Wanning looked at him for a while, the light and shadow in the monastery fluttered, and there were monks doing evening classes in the Daxiong Hall, and the sound of Songhong came from afar, like sandalwood and Buddha smoke.

The voice of guilt suddenly rang in Mo Ran's ears again, but this time, he only said two sentences, which seemed to have exhausted his life's courage and strength.

His voice seemed to have aged a hundred years in an instant.

"He knelt on the ground and looked at me. I suddenly felt that the Buddha's eyes were like that when he forgave the mortals who hurt him."

"He is pitying his executioner, the creature under the knife, and the bloody butcher."

"Don't!!!" Mo Ran hissed.

But the knife flashed, he closed his eyes suddenly, and with a clear and audible stabbing sound, Mo Ran curled up on the ground.

"don't want……"

The blood gushes out, and the flesh and blood are torn apart.

Mo Ran wailed and crawled over, and climbed to Chu Wanning's side, he couldn't help shaking his head, and he was in a mess, he hurriedly blocked Chu Wanning's wound, trying to infuse spiritual power to stop the bleeding.

Nothing works.

Nothing works.

He watched Chu Wanning endure the pain with his eyes, and used the technique to prevent himself from being stunned in an instant. He watched Chu Wanning stab the knife into his chest inch by inch, and the blood was everywhere.

Hot, rushing, fiery.

How could it not be a living person.

Meat, torn apart is meat.

Bright red, fishy sweet, broken.

How could it not be a living person? !how come! ! !

Huai Zui stood in the same place stiffly, his expression was still fixed at the last moment, appearing ferocious and cruel, but the light in his eyes was flickering, trembling, trembling, dazed...

Is it really what he wants?

At that moment, the picture scroll suddenly became turbulent and blurred, and the situation in front of Mo Ran became distorted and messy because of the emotion of guilty making the scroll.

He saw how many old things emerged in the blood, each one was soft and real.

Mo Ran saw that Chu Wanning, who was eleven or twelve years old, called Tianwen in Jinchengchi, and was about to leave, but a guqin with a crabapple-like tail surfaced in the lake.The moment it floated, Chu Wanning's body also shone with light, which seemed to complement it.He touched the strings of the Guqin in surprise: "What's going on here?"

Huai Zui immediately guessed that this guqin was probably also cut by a section of Yandi Shenmu. It and Chu Wanning are originally from the same line, so they will naturally perceive each other.His expression was very excited, a little surprised, but also a little happy: "This should be your destiny."

"Destined to be a martial artist?"

Aside from guilt and surprise, his eyes dodged a little: "...Yes, there are some people who are born with strange bones, and they are born with a connection with Shenwu."

Chu WanNing smiled: "I have a strange bone?"

"..." Huai sin avoided answering, he just stroked Jiuge's wooden body and sighed, "This guqin is destined for you, I'm afraid it can be summoned without a spiritual core...it is connected with your blood. "

As soon as the picture turned, Mo Ran saw two people walking outside Lin'an City, Guigui followed Xiao Wanning, and kept telling him to walk slower.

He saw the steaming flower cake, Chu Wanning's smiling face across the steam.

He saw that in the inn, Chu Wanning was holding a small cattail fan, and with a lot of energy, he tried to help the fan who was meditating.

He saw Chu Wanning eating osmanthus candied lotus root for the first time, the sweet juice filled his mouth, and he grinned and laughed at Guigui.

In the end, the illusion was fixed at the side of the lotus pond in the summer of a certain year. The lotus leaves in the sky were boundless and green, and the lotus flowers in the pond were in full bloom.

Chu Wanning, who was five or six years old, smiled and learned to meditate cross-legged, with a pair of dark and warm eyes looking at his master: "Master, master, let's play again, play again."

Huaigui said: "I don't want to play anymore, Master is going to recite scriptures in the Zhaitang to save the old man."

"Let's go after playing once, the last time, really the last time."

And before the big monk could speak, the little guy had already rolled up the sleeves of the blue-gray little monk's robe, and the lotus was swaying. He stretched out his little hand, and happily touched the hand that Gui Gui didn't want to answer him. The child's voice was sweet and crisp , like fresh water chestnut sweet lotus root.

"You are one, I am one, what blooms in the water? The lotus blooms in the water.

You are against two, I am against two, what is blooming in clusters?The elms blossomed in clusters. "

There is no way to feel guilty, looking at his smiling face, in the end, he can only shake his head, laugh and clap his hands with him, playing a childish game.

"You are against nine, I am against nine, what blooms with the wind? Dandelion blossoms with the wind.

You are ten, I am ten, what blooms without leaves?Wintersweet blooms without leaves. "

Blood stained the skirt, and the red lotus was soaked.

In the Zen courtyard, Huai Zui closed his eyes.

It's...a piece of wood.

Lang Lang's laughter in the past is still in my ears.

Yes, soulless people.

"What blooms in the water? Hahaha, Master is so stupid, the lotus blooms in the water."

It's an empty shell, the body that he wants to sacrifice to Chu Xun, and it's the tree of atonement that he spent a hundred years getting!Not alive!no soul! !

"Master, share half of the flower cake with you, you will eat the big one, and I will eat the small one."

Tears of guilt flowed down.

He trembled violently, he groaned, and he ran towards the child who had already pierced the blade into his heart, whose spiritual core had begun to rupture, and was about to be dug out.

He knelt down, he wailed in pain, he was hoarse, he was holding Chu Wanning at the moment, but he could only be the same as Mo Ran who passed by Chu Wanning, the cry in his throat was like weeping blood, like a knife poking It's not Chu Wanning's heart, but his voice, his soul.

How could there be no soul...

It was he who closed his eyes and closed his ears to listen.

He had always known it, he had always been aware of it in his heart.

From Chu Wanning's smile, from Chu Wanning's seriousness, from Chu Wanning's tolerance and gentleness, from Chu Wanning's stubbornness and persistence, he can always see the soul of that person.

But for his own self-interest, for the so-called redemption, he pretended to be deaf and dumb, and he paralyzed himself.

Chu Wanning has never been a wood plastic, an empty shell.

He is a man of flesh and blood, who can cry and laugh...

"I watched him grow up day by day since he was a child. He was like Chu Lan when he was young, and he was like Chu Xun when he was older. But I never missed him or any of them."

The sound of guilt was like a broken gong, extremely hoarse.

"It was he who shared half of the cakes with me, pulled me to call me Shizun, and he secretly held a cattail leaf fan for me to enjoy the shade, thinking I didn't notice, it was he who stayed with me in Wubei Temple for 14 years, smiled at me, trust me I, say that I am the most benevolent master in the world."

Like swallowing gall.

Huai Zui murmured: "The most benevolent master..."

In the picture scroll, Huai sin restrained Chu Wanning's hand and suppressed his spiritual power. Chu Wanning fainted from pain almost at the moment when the spell failed.

Huai Zui hugged that fresh body that was bubbling with blood.It's like holding Chu Xun who dug his heart and illuminated everyone's way back when the sky cracked in Lin'an 200 years ago.

But different.

Chu Wanning is stubborn and proud. Chu Wanning has such and such small habits that belong to him, such as sleeping without a quilt, such as eating chopsticks in a daze when he is tired from eating, such as never washing clothes, only Dip them all together.

Those are his own habits, his favorites.

Different from anyone.

The screen went black again.

It's okay if it's dark, if Mo Ran looks at this situation again, I'm afraid it will go crazy.

In the darkness, there is a faint sigh of guilt.

"Actually, when he frowns coldly and tells me that he wants to go down the mountain to help the road, and he doesn't want to sit on the ground and fly up, I know that he is a real person."

"It was me who was weak and selfish, and I almost ruined the children I raised with my own hands."

"He's not Chu Lan, he's not my sacrifice for atonement."

"He is Chu Wanning, because the time I woke him up was a quiet and peaceful evening, the bell of the Zen temple rang, and he was born under the gaze of the solemn gods and Buddhas of Baoxiang. I gave him his name."

"But what I gave him is actually just a name. I have always claimed to have created him, and therefore I believe that he should be used by me, owned by me, and let me sacrifice. But until I looked at him, and Just like Mr. Chu, for the sake of his own morality, he would spare no effort to prove himself..."

Guigui choked up so much that it was hard to speak, and after a long time, he said in a hoarse voice.

"I finally understood that I never gave him a soul or a life. It was all his own, because... because a dirty and weak sinner like me would never be able to create such a pure and resolute life. "

"Never possible."