That monk has a dragon [Rebirth]

"You..." Ming Qiao stuck a word in his mouth, but he couldn't say what he wanted to scold him.

Although Zhong Xun's use is despicable and hateful, but he is not wrong, he is the one who did these things.

"Since we've talked about this, let's talk a little bit more." Zhong Xun narrowed his eyes and glanced at Wu Nian before slowly saying, "When you put that female ghost in the Plum Garden, they were there too." Near the Plum Garden, I waited for the Qianqiu scroll to appear, snatched it and brought it back, but unexpectedly, it was intercepted by a monk."

It is impossible for the disciples of Shenyue Villa to wear the bamboo robes of the Zhong family to grab things. The "they" in his mouth should refer to those ghost-faced people who can think after orders.

"The Ruyi brush..." Wu Nian nodded, and he was already a little fussy in his heart.

Zhong Xun shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and said: "Although I am using Qi Dao to look for pieces of jade rings, it is easier to get them in my hands than to get them from him in the end, not to mention that one piece has already fallen into it. In other people's hands, Ruyi brushes should be taken care of."

Ming Qiao didn't get the Qianqiu scroll, fearing that there would be some accidents with the Ruyi brush, he sent his disciples to disguise themselves to snatch the Ruyi brush from Mr. Lin, and the ghost-faced men sent by Zhong Xun quietly Follow behind the disciples of the Ming family.

"They" originally wanted to wait for Ming Qiao's people to snatch the Ruyi brush before robbing them. Unexpectedly, Lin Ying reacted so quickly and used the Ruyi brush to stun two disciples of the Ming family and take their Yangshou.

It's just that this is the first time Lin Ying has killed people like this. He didn't control the power of the Ruyi brush. He thought he had killed them and then turned around and ran away, but he didn't notice that one of them woke up soon. When he was busy running out of another alley, he was killed by a ghost-faced man in the dark with a hidden weapon.

That's why when the three bodies were found in Feng Mian, only one had scars on his neck.

At that time, I Nian went out early in the morning to find a doctor for Chen Yi, and took a shortcut in the street before bumping into him. Otherwise, after those ghost-faced men killed the famous disciples who woke up, they would definitely not let Lin Ying and him run away. wishful pen.

He guessed that there was a third or even a third group of people present that day, he had doubts about the Xinling City Lord who let him win Yangshou, and the Ming Sect Master who had the idea of ​​Jade Jue, but he never thought that it would be such a group "People" hiding in the dark.

Thinking of what happened after leaving Fengmian City, Wu Nian hesitated for a while, and then asked: "You were also responsible for the dragon-shaped pit that appeared in the Great Barren Mountain?"

Ming Qiao originally lowered his head slightly, not knowing what he was thinking, but he raised his head suddenly after hearing this sentence, his eyes swept over Wu Nian and fell on Zhong Xun, gloomy as if trying to suppress his anger.

Zhong Xun's expression didn't change, he nodded his head, and then said slowly: "Since two of the four pieces of jade rings fell into your hands, there must be unreasonable reasons for you to take them out. Since The Patriarch of the Ming Family has already believed that the strange aura of the Great Barren Mountain is the soul of the demon dragon, and the reason why the demon dragon was resurrected to bring disaster to the world, I believe that you, the master who has a heart for the common people, will not help the Ming Sect Master."

And let the world know that the resurrection of the demon dragon is also very simple. The Great Barren Mountain has always been extremely evil, and the appearance of a giant dragon pit there is enough to attract speculation.

Everyone was shocked when they saw the huge dragon pit, but now that they think about it, those ghost-faced men are no longer alive. If those ghosts dig slowly in the mountain of corpses, it is not impossible to dig out such a huge pit. A big pit.At night, the great barren mountain was full of mourners, and the fog and dust rose up. The monks were so panicked that they never thought that the big pit that sank overnight was dug out.

"Don't you know where the Great Barren Mountain is, Sect Master Zhong?" Ming Qiao heard him mentioning himself, took the words in a cold voice, and asked: "That is an ancient battlefield full of evil spirits and hostility. The bones are buried layer after layer, and the ancient barriers set up by the ancestors are used to suppress the things inside and not harm the surrounding people. However, you disturb the breath of the Great Barren Mountain for your own selfishness. Do you know what evil will happen? !"

"I disturbed the breath of the Great Barren Mountain?" Zhong Xun sneered and said, "Don't you know that the suzerain doesn't have one? More than ten thousand people died in a battle outside Xinling City more than ten years ago. Those corpses have nowhere to be discarded, so you agree." City Lord Meng threw the corpse near the Great Barren Mountain and sealed it. In recent years, people have been taking away corpses from the pile of corpses, and City Lord Meng has continued to throw corpses there to fill the gaps. Doesn't this come and go disturb the atmosphere of the Great Barren Mountain?

"The place where tens of thousands of corpses are piled up is only ten miles away from Dahuang Mountain. Your Ming family sent disciples to guard the foot of Dahuang Mountain. If you didn't realize it, you would be negligent. If not, these corpse puppets of mine wouldn't be able to easily destroy Dahuang Mountain. There is a strange smell coming from nearby."

After a pause, Zhong Xun looked at Si Huai, but he was still talking to Ming Qiao.

"I just used the mountain of thousands of corpses you piled up as a trick. I didn't destroy the aura in the ancient enchantment, nor did I release the evil spirits inside. If there is any evil effect, it's just This monster dragon has really been revived. Speaking of which, shouldn’t you thank me for destroying the aura near the Great Barren Mountain, allowing you to be resurrected from the dead with that little scattered soul?”

The latter sentence was obviously addressed to Si Huai, he glanced at Zhong Xun, and a warm smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and said coldly: "You are too flattering yourself, I will never be born again, and the despicable things I did with you It doesn't matter."

When he died back then, his soul was shattered into pieces like smoke and dust, and no one knew if any strands fell on the Great Barren Mountain.Wu Nian used the body of a ghost to search for 300 years in the mortal world. Even if the Great Barren Mountain really existed, it would have been recruited away by him with the Buddha bell that summons souls.

Thinking of the scene that he saw in the illusion that day, an unknown part of Si Huai's heart twitched hard. He turned his head and saw Wu Nian standing not far from him, his eyes glowed a little softly, and he suddenly had A feeling that has passed 300 years of life and death.

Wu Nian seemed to be aware of the scorching gaze cast on him, and turned his head just in time to meet Si Huai's gaze, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, holding that bit of dedicated tenderness into his heart.

After a moment of silence, recalling Ming Qiao's initial questioning, Wu Nian diverted the conversation to another matter that was not yet clear, and said: "The poor monk said that when the red-clothed ghost killed young children, Zhong The suzerain did not deny it, so it means that the person who appeared in Lijiacun and the back mountain of Lianyun Mansion was this 'Yueling girl'. As long as the suzerain of Ming Dynasty explained the whole story to the poor monk, I would naturally offer the two pieces of broken jade to you. Come out, why do you have to make a move?"

Thinking about it carefully, when he talked with Ming Qiao late at night and mentioned the female ghost who led them to the back mountain, Ming Qiao's expression seemed to be thinking of something, I am afraid that until today Zhong Xun said these words himself, He never doubted that this upright family member would do such a thing.

"Is there any need to say more?" Zhong Xun raised his hand and brushed his hair that was blown by the night wind, and said: "There is a dragon pit in the Great Barren Mountain, and there is an upright reason to look for Bijue's Zen stick, but you and I I don't know each other before, how can I know for sure if you will hand over the two pieces of jade rings? The easiest way is to take them from the hands of the dead."

Ghosts have always been afraid of Buddhist scriptures and seals, so after Wu Nian and his party went to Lijia Village, the ghost in red fled after hurting a child. They met Ming Qiao.Later, when they arrived at Lianyun Mansion, they were lured to the trap in the back mountain of the Ming family in the middle of the night, and let them fall into the underground river.

Such an approach may seem unnecessary, but since he, Sect Master Zhong, cannot come forward in person, there is nothing better than what happened in the Lianyun Mansion to evade suspicion when he is questioned in the future.What's more, if they died in Lianyun Mansion, the two pieces of broken jade would still fall into Ming Qiao's hands after all, without deviating from his plan at all.

The cause and effect of this time is clearly explained, which can also explain why he is so persistent and can't wait for Si Huai to die.

In his layout, there is no real resurrection of the demon dragon at all. Originally, he only needed to deal with the aura of the Great Barren Mountain after he got the Bijue Zen Staff. But the monster dragon that shouldn't be revived really appeared, and he had to try to kill the monster dragon in order to close this vast net.

After this makes sense, it is not difficult to think that what happened tonight is not a coincidence at all, but a game set up by the calculating Sect Master Zhong.

When he was doing things in Dahuang Mountain, he probably didn't know that the person who picked up the corpse from the corpse pile was the Taoist nun who was kicked out by Xuanqing Taoist Temple. After learning her identity, he arrested her to Shenyue Villa. He wanted to know from her whether there were any mistakes or flaws in the method he used, and even asked her to help him revive Yue Ling.

Since Su Chen explained to him that a person whose soul has turned into a ghost cannot be revived by this method, it is supposed to have lost the value of using it. Zhong Xun neither killed people nor let people go, so he must be thinking about other things. idea.After the child escaped, he could clearly bring him back, but he acted as if he didn't care. He clearly intended to let the child follow the ghost-masked man to find Si Huai and lead him here to save him.

Looking at the house layout of Shenyue Villa, the well-built and elegant study room is not far from Zhong Xun's bedroom, and it is the direction where Zhong Xun's disciples lead the guests.Since Zhong Xun was able to send ghost-masked men to Minghua Temple, he must have known about them as soon as they arrived in Taiyuan City, so when the banquet was held today, the guards were transferred to the front, so that they could easily find the dungeon under the study.

If the guess is correct, those ghost-faced men appeared in the dungeon just to hold them back, and when the time comes, the exit will open, and the sect masters led by the disciples to the guest room will bump into each other head-on, Zhong Xun With a high-sounding excuse, he took out Bi Jue's Zen stick, and killed the demon dragon with his own hands in front of everyone.

"Even the engagement banquet between me and Qianqian tonight is your plan..." Ming Qiao obviously guessed something, and after suppressing his anger for a long time, his voice became a little hoarse, "Anyway, it was you who found Bi Jue's Zen stick in the end. Yes, you killed the revived demon dragon, so why do you insist on using me?!"

Zhong Xun glanced at Zhong Qian's hand that was carefully grasping Ming Qiao's sleeve, smiled dryly twice, and said, "In order to stabilize the Ming family's position, you suppressed the changes in Dahuangshan to find the pieces of the jade ring." Whereabouts, why am I not doing it for the status and honor of my Zhong family?"

Ming Qiao didn't know whether he was angry or felt absurd, so he laughed coldly. "The status of the Zhong family? The Zhong family's century-old fairy house, the prestige accumulated by the ancestors for generations has made the younger generations admire. Although there are no rankings in the major families and sects, which one doesn't treat the Zhong family as the head of Taoism? Are you afraid of me?" Can the Ming family suppress the position of the Zhong family?"

"Why do you think I want to find this Zen stick because I don't have enough cultivation?" Zhong Xun asked without answering, and after waiting for a while without hearing his answer, he cursed in a low voice as if talking to himself: "That's Zhong Ze. The beast has been guarding against me, he has always carried the secret book that only the patriarch can practice, and when I found it, he had torn up a few pages, and the swordsmanship I practiced is not complete at all."

"As a patriarch of a great sect, but his cultivation has not reached the peak he should have, how can he convince the disciples in the sect? How can he convince the people of other sects? I have spent several years planning and trying to get the Bijue Chan Staff , not only to make up for my own cultivation and bring Yueling back to life, but also to let everyone know that the Zhong family is in my hands, and they are more powerful and respected than their ancestors."

Having said that, everything is explained.

Ten years of spring and autumn's greed and attachment to the woman he loves, the inexhaustible hatred for the elder brother who robbed him of his love, and everything about the Zhong family that he finally took into his hands, all intertwined into the darkness deep in his heart. The secrets that cannot be seen, calculated and utilized step by step, have paved the way for today's overall situation.

If he hadn't gotten the fourth piece of jade ring, this would never have happened tonight.It is impossible for Wu Nian to remember the events of the previous life, and the female ghost in red and the ghost-faced man will not come out of the underground secret room, let alone have the opportunity to know all the despicable things that Zhong Xun sat down for his own conspiracy.

A kind of almost strange silence spread in the silent night, the north wind that howled all night finally gradually died down, the disciples who were watching the night in the outer courtyard didn't know what happened inside, they dutifully beat the drums and horns to go further. I went to a distant place and faintly reported the time, only to realize that it was already the fifth watch.

After a long time, Wu Nian joined hands and said "Amitabha", and said: "I have one last question, poor monk, is the matter of Hanyin Temple related to you?"

When he asked this sentence, his voice was a little trembling. He was looking forward to an answer, but also afraid of hearing the answer. His heart was empty, and even he himself didn't know what to do after the question was over.

Si Huai leaned towards his side in two steps, and calmly stretched out his hand to pat his back lightly, only to realize that he had endured the cold outside all night, and he could feel the chill on this man's body through layers of clothes.

Zhong Xun saw Si Huai's actions, snorted disdainfully, and asked, "Since you recognized the string of beads, you already guessed it, haven't you?"

Earlier, when he mentioned that he was looking for the fourth piece of jade ring, he was vague, but it is not difficult to guess that the place he found where the spiritual object was hidden was Hanyin Temple.Before the vision of Dahuangshan was born, he sent another group of ghost-faced men, or he simply took those puppets to Hanyin Temple, killing people and slaughtering temples, digging through the box, and took the string Possesses the spirit of the rosary.

Wu Nian's face was a little pale, and the hands that were originally well-fitted slowly loosened, and the left hand subconsciously wanted to twist the string of beads hanging at the tiger's mouth, only to remember that the string of beads had been broken when it was in Minghua Temple.

Feeling a warm feeling coming from the back, Wu Nian turned his head to look at Si Huai and smiled, and the childhood memories that were a little far away slowly emerged.

In the last life, Lingjun sat down with the rosary beads for the rest of his life. In this life, he has been wearing the rosary beads as long as he can remember.

He didn't know who his parents were, maybe he was a Buddhist who kept the rosary on him, and while throwing him away, he prayed to the Buddha to bless him to live.When he was a child, his master always told him with a smile that it was because of his predestined relationship with the Buddha that he picked him up to become a monk.

Children of a few years old are always mischievous, even young monks who read scriptures and meditate all day long are no exception.When he was about eight or nine years old, he was playing with his senior brother and accidentally broke his brother's rosary beads. Several beads rolled down the mountain road in front of the door into the grass and could not be found.

The rosary has also been worn by his brother since he can remember. He thought he would be reprimanded if he broke the rosary, but he just shook his head and sighed twice, touched his head and went to the kitchen to cook. After everyone fell asleep in the middle of the night, I quietly searched along the grass on both sides of the mountain road with a lantern.

Wu Nian originally wanted to give him this string of rosary beads, but my senior brother said that the things I had brought with me since childhood were spiritual, so I refused to take them no matter what, so I went to find a string of old rosary beads in the meditation room where the sundries were kept. , Removed a few beads and patched them into the rosary beads and strung them again. When twisting, there is always a bit of incongruity and abruptness.

Later, Wu Nian went to find a piece of wood with the same color and texture as the original string of Buddhist beads, carefully polished and perforated it, then wrapped it with a layer of wax and strung it into a string of brand new and bright rosary beads, and gave it to the senior brother.

There are dozens of beads in a string of hand-held beads, but it is still a bit difficult for a child. It took three years to make it, and I often put it together with my own beads for comparison. A bit of spiritual energy passed, which caused Zhong Xun to misunderstand, and took away the rosary that he thought was the fourth fragment transformed into a spiritual object after the bloody Minghua Temple.

"It turned out to be me..." Wu Nian swayed slightly, his voice trembling, "I was the one who killed Senior Brother... I was the one who killed the people from Hanyin Temple..."

Si Huai didn't know what he thought of, but he felt the straight back trembling slightly when he touched his palm, he frowned and was about to speak, when Zhong Xun who was opposite him sneered again, "Yes! Your fault! If you weren't in the temple, I wouldn't have killed them because I couldn't find anything."

"You want to die?!" The suppressed three words unabashedly conveyed a warning, Si Huai's slightly frowned eyebrows hid a twinkle of anger, and he turned his wrist holding the handle of Shanhe's sword. The Shanhe sword behind him pointed obliquely at the ground beside him, and a light blue streamer streaked from the hilt to the tip of the sword, adding a gleam of luster to the cold sword body.

Before the sword formula was activated, Wu Nian's expression had already calmed down. He stretched out his hand and pressed the back of Si Huai's hand, and pressed down the slightly raised sword. Before everyone could react, he turned around and used his finger as a pen A Sanskrit mantra was drawn in the void, and with a push of the empty palm, it landed on the big clock with the Zen staff as the axis.

The low and far-reaching bells rang abruptly, like the ancient bells ringing at the dawn of an ancient temple in a deep mountain. Kongming seems to be able to settle hostility and purify the mind.

Wu Nian raised two fingers with one hand to support the curse seal, and put the other hand upright in front of him, closing his eyes and reciting the scriptures silently.Before the lingering sound of the bell stopped, the Bijue Zen staff hanging inside the golden Sanskrit bell trembled violently, a blazing golden light cut off the scene inside, and the only thing that could be heard was the female ghost who had quieted down again. There were screams.

"What are you doing!?" Zhong Xun yelled loudly, and the sharp tone of the last stroke merged with the scream of the female ghost. His eyes were bloodshot and red, and he raised his hand and pulled it out and inserted it into the ground. Shen Yuanjian, like a strong wind, rushed towards Wu Nian's back.

Si Huai's eyes darkened slightly, he stepped back half a step sideways to pull out the distance, raised the Shanhe Sword with his backhand to block Zhong Xun's approach, pushed him back a few steps with force, and moved a few steps before the opponent stood still As he approached, the shadow of the sword flickered coldly, and more than a dozen moves were passed in the blink of an eye.

Zhong Xun was seriously injured in the first place, and after a few back and forths, he gradually lost the wind. He spun his body abruptly and narrowly avoided a sword strike. The wound on the shoulder where the bleeding had finally stopped was bleeding scarlet again, and he propped his sword on the ground to support his crumbling body.

The dazzling golden light behind him dimmed along with the disappearance of the two sword glows, and the cold wind blew past the soles of his feet, shaking the hem of his clothes.

The red-gold and glass-like golden bell standing behind just now only had a faint halo that was too late to dissipate. Bi Jue's Zen stick was quietly hanging three inches above the ground, as if it was hidden in the mist.

I don't know when I turned around again, holding a translucent glass bottle the size of a cup on my folded hands. The body of the bottle is bell-shaped, similar to the golden bell that disappeared, but dense. There are no openings or gaps, and a ray of red light slowly floats inside.

"You...what did you do to her..." Zhong Xun struggled to grab the glass bottle, but was oppressed by an invisible force that came from nowhere, so he could only hold his wound and stare at it. I read.

"The ghosts that harm living beings should not stay in this world."

"You crazy monk! I hid her for ten years! Why do you!?"

"I removed the resentment from her, and turned her into a pure ghost." Wu Nian interrupted his radical words, and said: "Your life can't be loved, so why not her life? It's you Recklessly left her soul in the world, refined her into a ghost that can manifest, let her be with his corpse every day, and gradually lost her kind heart year after year. Strong resentment, but she doesn't even know what she is resenting."

"She should have crossed the Naihe bridge early to go to reincarnation, but you forced her to stay in this world that doesn't belong to her and turned her into a murderous ghost. I got rid of her resentment, if you are willing Let her go, and burn this talisman to help her save her, maybe in this way, she can have an afterlife."

After finishing speaking, Wu Nian took out a crumpled yellow paper talisman from his wide sleeve, walked a few steps forward calmly, bent over an invisible barrier, pressed the talisman paper with a glass bottle and placed it on the In front of Zhong Xun.

When he straightened his waist, the Bi Jue Zen staff hanging quietly behind him fell heavily to the ground with a dull sound, and the radiant bi-color jade ring in the middle suddenly made a short and rapid roar, It was as violent as a trapped beast that had been sealed for a long time was about to break through the seal.

Then there was a loud "clang", and the jade jue shattered into thousands of tiny gravels, accompanied by the clanging sound of rings colliding when the Zen staff fell to the ground, it fell to the ground without turning around and turned into ordinary dust.

"You..." Mingqiao and the others hadn't recovered from the astonishment that the golden bell had disappeared, looking at the fallen Zen stick and the jade dross on the ground, they didn't know what to say for a while.

The purpose of looking for Bijue's Zen stick was to deal with the revived monster dragon, but after a circle, I found that it was all fake. The previous persistence and hard work seemed to have lost their meaning for a while.

Zhong Xun staggered and fell to the ground, Shen Yuanjian landed at his feet, holding the translucent glass bottle tightly in his hands, his head was lowered so he couldn't see his expression clearly.

"Amitabha——" Wu Nian withdrew his gaze from him, quietly closed his eyes and opened them again, his eyes were clear and indifferent, like a breeze blowing over a surface of water that does not stir ripples. "Since the suzerains and young suzerains of the three major families are here, how to deal with this matter is up to the various sects to discuss and decide."

Sheng Lanchu was originally thinking about how to deal with tonight's affairs in order to give an explanation to Baijia and the world. Hearing what he said, she subconsciously blurted out: "It is thanks to Master and Mr. Si that we can expose Zhong Xun's conspiracy tonight. Discuss it with us."

Wu Nian shook his head, looked up and could vaguely see the blue sky, and said: "These are all upright and righteous people, since they have already understood the whole story, they will definitely be able to make an explanation that satisfies the world. The poor monk just wants everyone to know that the evil in the world may be just the world's self-conjecture; but the so-called righteousness hides many dirty things behind it."

"Since that's the case, we can't force it." Ming Qiao cupped his hands at Wu Nian and Si Huai, and said, "As for the demon... Mr. Si's matter, although he was misled, the hundred schools of immortals are indeed Preconceived thinking that it will be detrimental to the world, so we join forces to kill, I really feel ashamed. We will call a hundred families to discuss the matter tonight, and we will also rectify the name of Mr. Si in front of the world."

"No need," Si Huai rebuffed him flatly, "When the Enhua Mountain tomb was opened, the people were panicked. It's only been a while now, and they're still worried and afraid. They won't believe anything they say, so why bother?" Let them be frightened. After a long time, they will naturally know that the so-called harming the common people is just groundless and echoing what others say."

No matter 300 years ago or 300 years later, he never had any intention of harming others.

Si Huai turned his face away, and just met Wu Nian's gentle eyes. The monk didn't know what he was thinking, and there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth. Seeing him looking over, he quickly withdrew his smile and turned to Ming Qiao and Sheng Lanchu , folded his hands and bent down to pay a shallow obeisance, and then nodded to Suchen's mother and son who were almost ignored on the other side, before turning around and walking along the gravel road to the outside of the villa.

In this life, Wu Nian was obsessed with finding an answer to the matter of Hanyin Temple, but in the end, he didn't say whether to forgive or not. Maybe he didn't hide hatred in his heart from the beginning to the end, but was limited by grief and unwillingness. Give an explanation to the innocent who died in vain.

Si Huai stared at the gray back in a daze, this person seemed to be the same as in the previous life, but something was different.

Until the Shanhe sword in his hand scattered into a wisp of green smoke and returned to the sword mound automatically, a feeling of emptiness came from the palm of his hand, Si Huai came back to his senses, and quickly walked a few steps to follow.

The cold wind before sunrise was more piercing than late at night, but his heart suddenly became bright and clear, as if all the troubles had passed tonight, and when the sun hit the ground after sunrise, it would be a new dawn.

Shenyue Mountain Villa is not like Lianyun Mansion. There is no rugged and winding plank road circling down the mountain. There is only a mountain road that has not yet been swept away by the snow. The dead trees beside the road make two slight noises from time to time. What little creatures.

Wu Nian walked ahead unhurriedly, didn't look down at the road, and didn't pay attention to the fact that the snow stained the hem of his clothes and melted water, soaking a large piece of the monk's robe.

Si Huai thought in his heart that he probably couldn't let go of the matter of Hanyin Temple, so he was so absent-minded, he took a bigger step to follow up and walked side by side, hesitated for a long time, and then whispered: "It's not your fault? "

"Huh?" Wu Nian turned to look at him in doubt, and it took a while to realize what he meant, shook his head with a smile, sighed softly, and said, "I didn't think about anything, but suddenly there was nothing to think about. Something is wrong, and I am a little uncomfortable. Just now in Shenyue Villa, I only cared about questioning Zhong Xun, do you have anything to ask me?"

Si Huai took a serious look at his expression before letting go of his mind. After hesitating for a moment, he asked seriously, "Why did you destroy Bi Jue's Zen stick?"

Wu Nian stared into his eyes for a while, and the faint smile on his face became serious, "At the beginning, I broke up the jade ring and turned it into several utensils and gave it to the emperor to protect the people after I died. I didn't expect it to be used by someone with a heart. Since I have deviated from my original intention, there is no need to keep it. Besides... Bi Jue's Zen staff is a magic weapon of Master Lingjun, and Wu Nian is just an ordinary monk."

"You are not an ordinary monk." Si Huai laughed, and then remembered another matter that he was going to ask, "When they talked about a child just now, you seemed to have something to say. Where did Zhong Ze's family have an accident?" Hanyin Temple is not far away, and it happened to be ten years ago, the little monk you picked up...is it their child?"

"I don't know." Wu Nian paused, as if recalling that memory that had been too long to be vague. After a while, he lowered his voice and said, "The place where we picked him up was indeed the wilderness. A two or three-year-old The child was so hungry that he was only breathing weakly. Zhong Xun said that the book he got was missing a few pages. I remember that there were indeed a few pieces of paper with little people in Chen Yi's clothes... Master took it to light a fire."

Si Huai imagined the scene for a while, and couldn't help laughing again. After laughing for a while, he looked at Wu Nian worriedly, "So, the little monk is probably from the Zhong family, so Zhong Xun will They are his relatives and enemies in this world."

"It's better not to tell him." Wu Nian shook his head, and he didn't seem to be too embarrassed about the matter, "The monks have no concern for Hong Chen. Chen Yi grew up in Hanyin Temple since he was a child. The ancient Buddha of Qingdeng has long forgotten his blood relationship. Closeness. This is not a good past, since he doesn't remember it, there is no need to let him know that it will only increase troubles. "

"The monks have no concern for the world of mortals?" Si Huai picked up the main points of his words and repeated them, his tone rose with the corners of his mouth curled up, his cold fingers brushed his face as if away from him, and he leaned forward to say that only two people could hear The voice said: "Then why have you missed me for 300 years?"

Wu Nian's heart skipped a beat, and he opened his eyes wide and looked at the person close at hand. The warm breath rushed to his cheeks, and the skin that had been frozen all night suddenly became hot.

Before he could reply, the magnified face in front of him moved away again, Si Huai slightly raised his head to glance at the white belly that finally lit up in the sky, smiled and walked past Wu Nian and walked down the mountain.

He was still wearing the azure ancient robe with intricate patterns, just like when we first met, the twilight of the morning sun cast a faint halo on his body, quiet and beautiful.

Wu Nian looked at it, somehow remembered what Si Huai said before the two parted, and stopped him.

"Qi Zhou—"

"Ok?"

"Let's stay and fly together."

"En." Si Huai responded, standing on the spot and stretching out a hand towards him.

The hand was slightly pale against the background of the dark ancient robe, Wu Nian smiled and went forward to hold it, pulled him into his arms with a little force, then clasped his waist, raised his chin and kissed him.

long.

fiery.

It wasn't until the sound of breathing became a little short that it stopped, maintaining the hugging posture and not letting go.

Si Huai's curved eyes were filled with the shadow of Wu Nian, and a red mole on the left eyelid was bright and flamboyant.

Some hot lips pressed against the corner of Wu Nian's mouth, and said in a low voice: "After two lifetimes, you are finally mine."

Wu Nian took the opportunity to bite on the lips he wiped, and replied with a smile: "Well, you are mine."

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The author has something to say: This chapter is a bit long, the main text is over here, let me celebrate by throwing flowers~~

The final chapter was originally planned to be about [-] words, to explain everything clearly, but I didn’t expect to write so much, I just blame Zhong Boss for being too big, and after writing, I divided it into three chapters (cover my face) I don’t know Is the ending a satisfactory ending for everyone? In the end, everything falls flat, which is my ideal best hope for Si Huai and Wu Nian.

This is my first Danmei book. The most touching thing is not to insist on finishing it, but to gain a lot of heart-warming little angels. During this period of time, I have been running around for work, and I have abruptly changed from a cute little one who changes every day. Thank you little angels for sticking around, refill~~

If there is no accident, the next book should be pre-accepted in the column of rebirth, but I really can't tell when it will be published. Those who are interested can squat down, and those who are not interested, please remember that we once loved (manually) funny)

Without further ado, see you later!

Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who cast [mine]:

3 Wangchuan Qiushui;

1 Liu Xiaoqi;

serganty1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

Chisheng 4 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!