Poor Monk

Feel……

It's like stepping back in time.

In a flash, he went back to the time when none of this had happened. He was full of hatred and love for him, disgusted with his excessive discipline, and obsessed with his rare recognition...

After his family was destroyed, he seemed to be the only meaning of his existence.

At the beginning, Pei Wuji told himself that he must survive, humiliate him, and avenge his parents; but gradually, he found that this young demon Taoist always looked at him in a daze.

He didn't want to kill him.

His gaze always has a kind of blurred distance, as if he saw someone else through him.

Who is it?

In the previous two years, Pei Wuji hadn't understood it.

It wasn't until he made some progress after practicing martial arts, gradually became able to meet people in martial arts, began to work for Shen Du, and also came into contact with people like Yao Qing and Cui Hong, that he felt a little bit of it.

Shen Du was not looking at him.

He just gazed at his past self, the past Shen Du through him.

But Pei Wuji couldn't figure it out: Shen Du was originally the son of the demon Taoist master, he grew up with almost no difficulties and worries, and the schemes of others did not fall on his head.How could he see his own shadow from his body?

He can guess.

Perhaps, this is the reason why Shen Du didn't kill him all this time, but was extra patient with him.

So he became curious and began to observe him.

It has been out of control ever since.

good.

Just this one word.

It was clear that he no longer had the indulgent taste of the past with a smile on his face, but he still couldn't control his emotions at the moment, so he could only lower his head and close his eyes to cover up the surging deep sea in his heart.

Shen Du's wide sleeves slid across his face.

Then he didn't do much, just sat down casually on the steps behind him, and didn't ask Pei Wuji to get up, let alone everyone kneeling below him.

He stared at everyone, with an unprecedented tiredness in his eyes.

"Standing here alive today, it seems that you either think that I am not good enough to be a Daoist, or that Pei Zuoshi is more suitable for this position, or you are all smart people who 'know the current affairs'..."

"It's been ten years, and I'm tired too."

"I don't blame everyone for what I say. If anyone refuses to accept me, why not stand up."

The steps are also covered with velvet blankets, so even if you sit down, you don't feel cold.

Everyone is still kneeling.

The position he was sitting in was not too high, and his voice was calm and clear at the moment, which was unusually peaceful, and he couldn't hear the slightest hostility that he usually had in his daily life.

At this moment, everyone trembled.

Shen Du's words sounded peaceful, but according to their understanding of him, there should be endless murderous intentions hidden in these words.But unluckily...

Such a touch of fatigue is really suspicious.

This……

Is it like what the cruel and murderous Taoist master in the past said?

Yao Qing slightly opened his eyes wide, feeling an ominous premonition in his heart.

However, Shen Du seemed to know what they were thinking, and smiled with curved lips: "Don't worry, different ways don't conspire with each other. You don't agree with me, you don't agree with me, I also think such intrigues and intrigues between Tianya and Tianya are very boring Why don't we all get together and get away..."

When he said this, he inadvertently lowered his eyes, and suddenly saw the string of Buddhist beads hanging on his wrist, and...

The scroll at the waist.

There was a sudden frown between his brows and eyes.

But it only took a moment to return to normal, and no one could see that he was abnormal.

The wind blew his voice like a bewitching demon.

"How about this."

"I don't want to obey my orders anymore, I don't want to stay in this demon way, no matter if you want to quit the arena or set up your own family, stand up—"

"I won't kill you, let you go."

Instead of killing them, let them go?

All the people on the top of Han Jue who heard this sentence were stunned!Not only because of the content of these words, but also because of the almost mediocre and sloppy kindness revealed in these words.

It's like a person's heart has completely dissipated...

too real.

It's too unreal!

It doesn't look like a fake at all, and the boredom between the brows is not concealed at all, but such words are really not like the Shen Du they know would say it.

Just as Shen Du said, people who can still live in Jiantianya today are either cleverly pretending to be submissive, or they have already turned against Pei Wuji.

Few of them are innocent.

They have all seen Cao Xin's end just now, and no one can guarantee that if he continues to stay in the Yaomo Dao, he will not be liquidated by Shen Du.

Taking ten thousand steps back, one minister does not matter to two masters.

They are neither Yao Qing's trusted confidants nor Pei Wuji's pampered man, they have already betrayed Shen Du. .

If you really stay, it is either a dead word or reduced to the edge.

Who sat in this position without any plans or ambitions?

On the one hand, they are afraid of death, and on the other hand, they still want to stand out, so how could they be willing to accept the fate of being slaughtered or starting all over again?

Even if Shen Du didn't say it, they still had the idea of ​​leaving the demon way to find another way out, not to mention that he had already said it clearly and plainly?

The thoughtful people among the crowd were ready to move.

Although it sounds like an unbelievable dream, it is not impossible for this to happen to Shen Du.

I heard that people will change a little after experiencing real life and death.

Didn't Shen Du happen to hide in Tianji Temple?Now that he came back, he only killed Cao Xin, and didn't see anything against Pei Wuji. What's more, he even wore Buddhist beads on his wrist!

The murderous big devil actually believes in Buddhism!

In the past, who would dare to believe it?

But today they saw it with their own eyes, and there is absolutely no falsehood!

letter--

Still don't believe it?

There was a faint commotion among the kneeling crowd.

Shen Du sat there and looked at them without urging them, looking as if he was easy to talk to.

So gradually, the commotion became louder.

After a while, someone finally gritted his teeth and got up and stood up. When he got to the empty aisle in the middle, he knelt down to Shen Du: "The Taoist master has the kind intention of fulfillment, so I will not be polite, thank you Taoist master!"

Shen Du rolled his eyelids, glanced at him, and recognized him: "Are you the leader Zhou of the Jinan sub-rudder?"

"Yes."

He was a tall and thick man with a beard and a rough taste in his speech.Seeing that Shen Du recognized him, he was not afraid at all.

"My old Zhou has been promoted by the Taoist master many times, and I will never forget it. Even if I leave Jiantianya, I will never go against the Taoist master!"

"Well, as long as you remember that I promoted you, it's not in vain for this kindness."

Shen Du nodded, and there was no special reaction, as if he really didn't have the slightest intention to pursue it.

He just shifted his gaze to other people, and continued to ask indifferently: "Is there anyone else besides Zhou Ruozhu? After passing this village, there will be no such shop. If you choose to stay, I will treat you as you from now on." Willing to work for me, go through fire and water for me, go through fire and water for me. I can only count to ten..."

Everyone was shocked and a little shaken.

"one."

nobody.

"two."

nobody.

"three."

nobody.

"Four."

There was still no one, but the small whispers in the crowd had turned into clamor.

"five."

Finally, a second person stood up and walked to Lord Zhou's side, but instead of kneeling down, he looked at Shen Du rather arrogantly.

Shen Du was not affected in the slightest.

"six."

The third person, the fourth person, the fifth person...

The number of people who stood up suddenly increased.

"seven."

More and more people stood up, and there were already more than ten in the blink of an eye.

"Eight."

This time even Zheng Song, one of the eight hall masters on Jiantianya, stood up.

"Nine."

As the end draws to a close, the number of newcomers has begun to decrease, but the total number has reached 32, and all of them are elites on the old demon path, and they are among the most famous figures in the world.

"ten."

Finally, it finally fell down.

The smile on Shen Du's lips widened, but there was indifference in his eyes, as if he wasn't surprised by the choices of these people at all, and they were all familiar faces at a glance.

"Master Zheng Song Zheng from Jiantianya, Guardian Feng Hengfeng, Duo Master Zhao from Heyang, Duo Master Han from Shudu, and Pavilion Master Yin from Qizhen Pavilion who just had a drink with me a month ago... ..."

A face, a person.

Shen Du unexpectedly recognized them all, and could accurately name each of them.

When the 32 people clicked to the end, his voice suddenly became quieter, and he only sighed softly: "Do you also think that I have wronged you all these years?"

No one spoke.

Only Zheng Song, who was thin and dressed in a scholarly gown, looked cold and bowed to answer: "Since the Taoist master took charge of the Taoist, my Taoist reputation has spread all over the world, and it is more than ten times better than when the old Taoist master. The Daoist is nothing more than killing outsiders, and he has no sympathy for the brothers in the Dao. Zheng Song is old and can't help the Daoist anymore, please leave, and hope that the Daoist will grant you, don't worry about it."

"I implore the Lord for permission!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the other 31 people kowtowed to Shen Du at the same time.

Shen Du looked at Zheng Song, and remembered how he was when he was teaching martial arts when he was a child, and there was a bit of sadness in his eyes: "Teacher Zheng is my mentor, why are you so serious? , that's all..."

As if helpless.

There is an extremely touching sadness in the tone.

But Zheng Song drooped his eyelids and didn't look at him. Not only was he indifferent, but a faint, imperceptible sneer appeared on his lips.

Shen Du has keen observation skills, so he naturally saw it.

But he didn't care either.

That gaze lingered over a group of people who came out, and then returned to the kneeling people on the other side, and fell on a young man in a green robe among them.

"Cui Hong..."

He called out, with a strange smile in his voice.

"Aren't you going to follow Hall Master Zheng, and you want to stay and serve me?"

Cui Hong.

One of the original envoys around Jiantianya, he almost practiced martial arts and grew up with Yao Qing.If Yao Qing grew up watching Shen Du, then Cui Hong naturally did too.

Yao Qing is a woman.

There is a word "green" in the name, and the wearable is red;

Cui Hong is a man.

There is a word "red" in the name, and the ones that can be worn are blue.

Compared with Yao Qing's sassy look, his face is a bit more feminine and handsome, the corners of his eyes and brows have already condensed a little bit of wind and frost, appearing calm and collected.

Yao Qing is fire, he is water;

Yao Qing is moving, but he is still.

He had been standing here since the beginning of today's discussion, but if Shen Du hadn't called his name suddenly at this moment, I'm afraid everyone would have subconsciously ignored him.

so quiet...

Not even a single word was spoken from beginning to end.

until now.

All eyes were on him at this moment.

Also including Yao Qing.

It's just that at this moment, Yao Qing's extremely heroic face showed an indistinguishable complexity for the first time, so that when he was not in Shanxi, the words Shen Du asked suddenly came to the bottom of his heart .

Cui Hong had no special reaction.

Although he is not one of Jiantianya's left and right envoys now, he has already matured and experienced in handling the affairs of Taoism for many years, and he has developed the ability to not be surprised.

Facing Shen Du's question, he just bowed calmly and said, "Returning to the Taoist master, Cui Hong was a person from Jiantianya from the beginning. He was willing to serve the Taoist master in the past, and he will also die for the Taoist master in the future."

That's really nice to say.

Shen Du raised his eyebrows lightly, fiddled with the agarwood Buddha beads on his wrist, but his gaze shifted from Cui Hong to Yao Qing, and he didn't say much after all.

Just smiled: "Since you want to stay, then stay."

"Thank you, Lord."

Cui Hong didn't say much, she bowed her head in thanks and stepped aside.

The others didn't understand why Shen Du suddenly wanted to ask Cui Hong.

Shen Du didn't intend to explain at all.

It seems that in his case, asking Cui Hong just popped up suddenly, without any special purpose.

He looked at Zheng Song, and also at the 31 people who were about to leave the Demon Dao. Under their uneasy gaze, he chuckled lightly and said, "Let's go."

The plain four words, at this moment, seemed like the sounds of nature!

No one thought that Shen Du was really easy to talk to.

Even Zheng Song was taken aback for a moment.

But after that, this group of people were ecstatic, but they forcibly suppressed their surprise, and quickly kowtowed: "My subordinates are waiting to thank the Taoist master!"

After speaking, they all got up.

Nobody stopped them.

At first they were still wary, but after taking a few steps back, they found that Shen Du was just watching them leave, and the others had no intention of making a move, and they gradually relaxed.

Han Jueding says big is big, and small is small.

When it gets bigger, the draft makes half of the body chill; when it gets smaller, it takes dozens of steps to reach the door.

As an important place on Jiantian Cliff, of course people were guarded at the entrance and exit here.But according to everyone's experience, these people's martial arts are not high.

After all, this is already a high place on Jiantianya.

Every time when discussing matters, powerful people are inside, and there is actually no need to guard them.

Therefore, when they walked to the door, everyone's vigilance was completely relaxed: in their view, the deadly threat had been lifted.

Many people were visibly relieved.

The light outside suddenly shone on their faces, making their complexions look a little pale.

Zheng Song felt a little dazed.

He has been fighting on Jiantianya for more than 20 years. From the previous old Taoist master to the current Shen Du, he almost thought that he was going to die of old age here.

But there is still a day to leave.

The sun is coming out.

Some shaking.

Zheng Song couldn't help blinking, so his eyes finally got used to the almost blazing light, and the scene in front of him became clearer.

There are two rows of guards wearing dark black Jiantianya costumes, standing at the crossing, holding long knives.

only……

Such a standing posture, and the long knives in their hands...

"Do not……"

On weekdays, the guard guarding Han Jueding is definitely not holding such a long knife, let alone this kind of chilling posture that comes from Senluo Hell!

"No, this is not right!!!"

A bone-chilling chill came from his spine, making his hair stand on end!

Zheng Song reacted almost immediately, wanting to retreat towards the rear, fighting for a poor life for himself.

But where is there such an opportunity?

As early as when he saw them walking to the crossing, Shen Du raised his arm.When Zheng Song sensed that something was wrong, he waved his palm forward...

It's like brushing off some dust, and it's like sweeping away some troubles.

The action is really light.

But it was such a careless action that started a chilling killing!

A dazzling cold light suddenly appeared!

Nearly a hundred guards raised their swords and fell!

Zheng Song, one of the former masters of the Eight Great Halls of Jiantianya, only had time to let out a scream before being slashed off his forehead by the "guards" who rushed up!

The wrinkled face was instantly split into two halves.

When he fell to the ground, he unwillingly tried his best and turned his head——

With eyes that lost their vitality, they only looked at the expressionless face on the steps...

The killing didn't last long.

It can be said that it is effortless to attack more with less, and to be prepared to kill but not to defend.

Not long after, the 32 people who had just felt lucky and thought they could leave Jiantianya safely lay outside Han Jueding.

The thick bloody smell was blown in by the wind.

Nearly a hundred guards in black stood outside motionless, their eyes were frost-cold and their long knives were stained with blood!

The people who were still kneeling inside felt their bodies dripping with cold sweat at this moment, and they even hesitated before whether to leave the demon Taoist, and they collapsed to the ground in fright!

"You stand up, I won't kill you, let you go."

Shen Du's words from before are still vivid in my ears, and the rest of the sound has not had time to dissipate from the top of Hanjue!But in the blink of an eye, all those who stood up were dead!

promise?

Golden words?

Four horses are hard to catch?

What kind of shit is that!He never cared!

Shen Du looked at them, and couldn't help but feel pity for these people: Why, there are people in the world, and they are people who have worked under him and suffered hardships, and feel that he will become the kind of soft-hearted , What about the fool who rots good people?

Lie a lie, coax a coax.

He just stood up and stuck his head on his chopping board!

"You have to know that this demon Dao's surname is Shen and his first name is Du."

Sitting on the steps, the previous dejected and tired expression had dissipated on his face like a cloud of smoke, and the surly and cruel demonic aura unreservedly drowned up, covering the clear light in his eyes.

"As long as I'm not dead, this place is mine."

Shen Du didn't look at the crowd, but just lowered his head, lazily turned out the box.

A box of sugar.

Then he opened it, picked out a big one from the few rock sugar cubes left inside, stuffed it into his mouth, and bit it into pieces with a "click".

The crystal fragments cut the tip of his tongue.

It hurts a bit.

But he didn't take it seriously, he just held the candy box, patted his clothes, stood up slowly, smiled very indifferently: "Congratulations, you survived. In the days to come, I hope you will save some Brain, live well."