Zhu He

Hearing that Dong Qinghe said that he believed in him, Shen Yuanxiu's eyes lit up, then darkened quickly, and only told Dong Qinghe what he saw that day.

"On that day, I was traveling outside the human world, but I saw a fire under the mountain road in the distance, so I was curious to find out. When I got there, the beast was already on a rampage, and most of the people in the village were killed. Lost its claws. The master of the East Gate also knows that although the 梼杌 beast is a fierce beast of the demonic way, it is different from the Taotie. It is not an insatiable person. It eats once every three years. The inner alchemy of a human being, so if it wants to fill its stomach, how can the flesh of a mere mortal come into its eyes? And it has chosen a place like Xiaoping Mountain to make it known to everyone? Such a monster, it is impossible not to smell the mountain With your enchantment, how could you seek your own death?"

Dong Qinghe also nodded: "梼杌 is extremely alert, and rarely leaves the familiar territory when preying, unless..."

"Unless someone deliberately led it there." Shen Yuanxiu said, "Who could it be? And what's the purpose?"

After thinking about it, Dong Qinghe said in a low voice: "No matter what the purpose of this person is, more than a hundred people in the village at the foot of the mountain were killed by him, and the lives of the people were ruined. This person's crime cannot be punished."

"I once wondered if it was a trap set up by the Xu Feng faction to capture me... Later, I realized it was wrong," Shen Yuanxiu gasped, "Not to mention whether their cultivation could easily capture me. Lead out, even if they hate me to the bone, they all regard themselves as knights on weekdays. If they really hurt mortals, they will be attacked by other sects of cultivation. Such a big risk is not worth it to the sect leader, so... it won't be them."

For him to call himself a "scum", Dong Qinghe frowned, and looked over helplessly, with disapproval, regret, and deep heartache in his eyes.

Shen Yuanxiu couldn't bear the master's gaze, so he hurriedly turned his eyes away, and said mockingly: "I'm just telling the truth, I'm no longer a member of Qinghemen, and the relationship between you and me as a master and apprentice is over, and the sect master doesn't need to talk about it." Caring."

Dong Qinghe said: "I once said that if you are evil, I will kill you with my own hands. If you are good, you can start all over again. It is never too late."

"Start from the beginning? How to start from the beginning? How to start again? So many people outside are staring at the Qinghe Gate, staring at you, the sect master," Shen Yuanxiu smiled wryly, "I can no longer add shame to the sect."

But Dong Qinghe said: "Then you can take a look, who among them dares." He spoke in a calm tone, but the aura in his eyes made people dare not look directly at them.

I don't know where this sentence pierced Shen Yuanxiu's heart, his complexion changed a few times, and finally he calmed down.

"Yuanxiu is very grateful to the sect master for his trust. It's just...the world is not fair. Those who do good things don't end well, but those who do evil live their lives wantonly. I'm a little demon cultivator, and I can't stand the right and wrong of this world. One day I will regret it, and I will be wronged by not being able to do good but not get rewarded, and I want to do evil? Maybe in the end, I will still be able to escape the death of the sect master, so there is no need to do anything extra."

Dong Qinghe saw his depressed face, and said: "For good and evil, I always just want to have a clear conscience."

However, Shen Yuanxiu sneered: "Good thoughts are like lamps, which will be extinguished when the wind blows, but evil thoughts are like forest fires. The stronger the wind, the more vigorous the fire, and it is endless. The sect master's cultivation is boundless, but he knows that evil thoughts are also boundless? Yingzheng, you don't deceive others, but people come to think about deceiving you. The raging fire, pervasive, pervasive, and changeable, vows to join you. You have guarded against it thousands of times, but if you can't guard against it once, then It is a catastrophe..."

Dong Qinghe looked at him, and felt that when his former lover said this, there were no sophistry and excuses in his eyes, only a darkness, as if despair.

"But I have always firmly believed that evil can prevail in this world." Dong Qinghe was silent for a moment, then spoke softly, his tone full of calmness and firmness, "If it were me, there would be a day when I would be able to shake my true self." When the great evil strikes, it must be a catastrophe on the road of cultivation, so... I will not be relentless if I let him use all kinds of changes and tricks."

Seeing Shen Yuanxiu in a daze, Dong Qinghe got up and took care of her.

"Just rest and rest, after an hour Qinglang will bring you a pill for you to take."

Shen Yuanxiu regained his composure, and hurriedly said: "No...you don't have to worry about it anymore, you also know that my body has already been crippled, and I can eat anything..."

"Yuanxiu," Dong Qinghe interrupted him, repeating the words, "You rest and rest..."

Shen Yuanxiu's heart felt hot, and seeing the tall and straight figure stepping out of the door, she finally couldn't help but whispered: "Master, is he... all right?"

Dong Qinghe paused, didn't look back, let out a long sigh, left a word "not good" and sprinted out, leaving Shen Yuanxiu sitting alone in the dark without moving for a long time...

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It was another full day of busy work, and even with the blessing of the monster Neidan, he felt more and more powerless when he returned to the small thatched cottage in the back room. He lay paralyzed on the wooden stool by the table for a long time, barely got up and grabbed the two pieces on the table. I ate a steamed bun.These rice noodles from the human world were obtained by his elder brother Chang Wang who had the cheek to ask the elder of the water minister. Although the old man Fu Feng thought it was troublesome, he was afraid that if he really starved to death, the master of the east gate would blame him, so he lost some. It's up to them to have a good meal.

The elder brother came back earlier than him, and had already fallen asleep. After Jiaci took a few mouthfuls of cold water, he looked at the moonlight outside the window, feeling very depressed, and couldn't help but opened the door and walked out.

It is different from the darkness here, but from a distance, the temples at the other end of the mountain road are even more mottled and splendor in the night, attracting people's yearning.

Jiaci's heart moved, and he couldn't help but opened his legs and walked towards the magnificent place.

Yu Miao revealed in words that among the eight divisions of Qinghemen, the four divisions of the sun, moon and stars are higher than the four divisions of gold, wood, water and fire. Although the old man Fufeng who is in charge of the division of water loves to take Joe in front of his disciples, he is the least respected among the other seven elders. talk.Sure enough, after Jiaci traveled a certain distance, the residences along the way became more and more magnificent, and each place was much more splendid than the water department.There are also wide high platforms standing between the halls. From time to time, Qinghemen disciples fly over them, sometimes stopping to fight each other, as if they are practicing at night.

Jiaci watched with interest for a while, and found Yu Miao among those people.

At first, Yu Miao didn't dare to go out for the competition, so he shivered and kept backing away, but the senior brother beside him mercilessly threw him out laughing, and started Yu Miao's path of horrific abuse.Jiaci watched him being kicked, kicked and beaten by those tall people one after another, screaming in agony, with tears all over his face, but no one came to stop him.It wasn't until Yu Miao lay limp on the ground that he couldn't get up no matter how hard he struggled, a man slowly walked out from the crowd, bent over and pulled him up.Yu Miao leaned against him with a grateful face.

Jiaci couldn't see the man's appearance clearly, but felt that the emerald inlaid on the long sword at his waist was very dazzling, and it seemed that he was not a disciple of the Ministry of Water.

Jiaci looked at it for a while, saw Yu Miao limping away from the high platform, then turned around and left.

I don't know if it was because he chose to go where the moonlight couldn't shine, or because of the inner alchemy in Jiaci's stomach, in short, he walked for a while without encountering any hindrance.Instead, it was Jiaci himself who looked at it and felt that he had no thoughts, and began to look for something different in those Langyuan Qionglou.

The place I have only been to once in my memory is not big, but it is very tall, quiet and simple, elegant and pleasant, with no white jade steps, no glazed tiles, only a few green pines, and a plaque hanging high. People look at it and feel relieved.

So, where?

The place called "Pianshiju"...

Jia Ci walked for a long time while thinking, but he didn't see a resemblance. He didn't dare to ask anyone, but he didn't want to go back just like this. He just stared into the distance, thinking in his heart how to meet that person...

Dongqinghe...

Jiaci chewed on the name and came to a garden unknowingly.Suddenly hearing the sound of conversation coming from the front, Jiaci quickly came back to his senses, his footsteps turned and he flashed behind a tall osmanthus tree.

The voice of the conversation got closer and closer with the footsteps, and then stopped not far away. The voice was melodious and clear, and it was two women.

"...Master, this dress is really pretty, and there is also embroidered with Han on the side of the lapel."

"Well, I used the petals embroidered with apricot silkworm silk, and I used silver thread to hook the edges and leaves. After thirty days of work, there are no white flowers."

"Master is really caring. The sect master will definitely like it when he sees it."

Door owner?

When Jiaci behind the tree heard this, he knew it was dangerous, but still couldn't hold back his curiosity, and secretly revealed one eye to look forward.

I saw two women, one pink and one blue, standing in front of a lotus pond. The light blue was the same color as Yu Miao's usual disciple uniform, only the hem was a little different. As far as Jiaci knew, only the elders of the department could dress casually like this, but I don't know which of the eight departments she is in charge of.

The woman in pink was dignified and beautiful even with the moonlight behind her back, but when she heard the words of the disciples beside her, her face showed a look of embarrassment.

"Well, but the sect master has always kept everything simple, and he has never been particular about his clothes. Even if you give this clothes to him, he will not change them until the year of the monkey." Contains the gesture of a little daughter.

"The head of the sect is used to being prudent, master, don't blame him." The female disciple in blue persuaded with a smile.

"I can't bear to blame him," the woman in pink sighed softly, "it's just that he doesn't know how to love me, but I..."

"Why, let's think of a different way." The female disciple in blue giggled, and Gulu rolled her eyes.

"What method?" The woman in pink asked hurriedly.

The blue-clothed disciple said: "Sect master doesn't wear this clothes because he has other clothes to change. What if... those clothes are all broken?"

"You mean..." the woman in pink hesitated, "But with the sect master's cultivation, how can we hide it from him once we make a move?"

"Where do we need to do it ourselves?" The female disciple shook the master's hand, "Doesn't the door master have good helpers by his side?"

"Qing..." The woman in pink whispered a name, but Jiaci couldn't catch it, "How is he willing?"

"Why don't you want to? We're not trying to harm the sect master. We're doing it for his own good. At worst, we'll just give that boy some benefits. No one will know about it."

This proposal obviously moved the girl in pink. She was thinking to herself when suddenly her eyes flashed, she looked straight at the big osmanthus tree in the corner of the garden, and shouted coldly: "Who is there, get out!"

There is no shyness or timidity in the voice, only slyness.