The devil is below, I am the master

It was dark already.

The entire Luoyu Mountain looked like it was about to rain.

Wen Wu sat in front of the table, quietly watching the old man who came to visit suddenly.

Never thought that one day I would see him again.

I forcibly suppressed my emotions for a long time, and finally couldn't control it anymore——

"Did you send me that painting?" he asked.

The other party smiled lightly and replied: "Of course I sent it. Do you have any so-called old friends in this world?"

"Nor you and I." Wen Wu was eager to deny something, "If I knew it would become like this back then, I wouldn't have..."

"I just sent it here casually." The other party seemed to be slowly recalling something, "Suddenly remembered you back then, so I sent it here. I don't know if you are still here."

Wen Wu suddenly grasped the clothes on his legs.

Back then... he was just the most common grass on Luoyun Mountain.

Although ordinary, there is an advantage after all.

Things like grass have extremely strong vitality. He doesn't have the aptitude to become a fairy, and only has a long, ordinary life left.

It's a bit ridiculous to say.

"It's been so many years, I didn't expect you to be as naive as before. Do you still believe in the myths and legends of becoming a fairy in Luoyun Mountain?"

"If you fail, it doesn't mean that others will also fail." Wen Wu said coldly.

He thought that saying this would anger the other party, but he underestimated the other party after all.

The person opposite had almost no emotional fluctuations.

"It doesn't do any good to provoke me." The other party looked at the furnishings in the room calmly, "Did you send that painting away?"

Wen Wu became emotional instead: "That painting is very evil, it harmed my students!"

Hearing this, the other party got up from his seat and walked towards Wen Wu.

"It didn't kill your students."

Wen Wu felt his shoulder was pressed heavily.

"It was you who killed them. If you didn't show them those paintings, maybe you could die more slowly."

"You nonsense, nonsense...!" Wen Wu's body began to tremble as if something had been exposed suddenly, "That painting..."

"It's normal that you can't find the problem with that painting. The person playing the piano in the picture was originally a talented immortal cultivator, but later he betrayed the way of heaven and the teacher. This is right and evil. In between, not to mention that he was originally from the Xianmen..."

Before he finished speaking, Wen Wu suddenly opened the hand on his shoulder, and he held a paper talisman in his hand-usually used to send letters.

However, the paper talisman was burned to ashes by a flame before it even came out of the palm.

When Wen Wu saw this situation, he fell to the ground in panic.

"Why do these futile things? You know, you can't fly out at all." The other party's eyes were full of pity.

An egg hits a rock, a moth flies into a flame.

"What on earth do you want to do? Here are some mortals, they haven't even touched the door of the fairyland!" Wen Wu noticed that the other party's dangerous aura was getting heavier, "The fairyland will know soon, you..."

"Hush." ​​The other party suddenly signaled him to keep silent.

The words were interrupted, and the room should have returned to calm, but Wen Wu heard a noise coming from outside the courtyard.

Someone is yelling.

more than one.

Wen Wu rushed to the window and looked out. I don't know when a lot of students gathered outside the courtyard, but they still couldn't see clearly.

"What did you do?" Wen Wu hurriedly turned around and asked.

"When you say these words, those who don't know think you are a good person. Don't you have any selfish intentions in handing over the painting to those two students?"

Wen Wu covered his face with one hand.

It was the meanest thing he ever did.

He knew that the two students were not ordinary people, but he didn't know how, so he made a bet.

If those two people are of extraordinary strength and take the painting away, then the academy will be safe and sound from now on, which is naturally the best.

But if those two people were not as strong as imagined, taking the painting away would probably mean letting them catch fire, which would be equivalent to transferring the disaster of the academy to them.

Wen Wu closed his eyes, but the faces of those two people kept appearing in his mind.If possible, he didn't want to gamble like this——

Wen Wu, who was in pain, was soon interrupted by the sound outside.

More and more students approached, Wen Wu had to go out of the yard to check the situation outside.

The scene outside made him terrified.

The students were lying on the ground like walking corpses, with hideous expressions, as if they were enduring some great pain, they kept scratching their bodies, and scratched shocking red scratches, especially on the back of the neck. most serious.

The people behind him also came out, and even began to explain to him in a good mood——

"Did you see it? The most painful ones in front of you have not yet fully transformed, and they can be seen to be people with a lot of will. And those over there...they have found a new 'Tao' in their hearts."

Wen Wu understood: "You lunatic! Most of them are powerless, and they are useless to you!"

"That's not the case. Aren't they just praying for the mercy of heaven? I want these people, when they are full of expectations, I will interrupt their progress inch by inch, and then pull them down from the road of heaven—"

Let them fall into the way of demons and perish.

Suddenly there was a cry.

A student was pushed out. The student seemed to be still resisting, and his mind was barely sober.

It's just that he is being restrained by another person at the moment.

Wen Wu looked at that person, and this figure was also familiar, it was Mr. Xu from the academy.

Mr. Xu's face was still gentle and elegant, as if he was reciting poems and painting in the yard.

"The toxicity of the aconitum vine is quite interesting. Different people react differently. It's really interesting." Mr. Xu laughed happily, as if he really thought it was a very interesting thing.

"First, sir...! Mr. Wenwu, help me—" The student who was held down by him lay on the ground and began to wave his arms to Wenwu for help.

Wenwu is a well-known gentleman in Yuncheng, who they trust and admire the most...

However, Wen Wu, who was stopped, panicked.

He doesn't have that ability.

He couldn't save them at all.

Xu Shi was attracted by the voice, and more and more students slowly approached Wenwu.

"Wenwu, I have an idea for you in the short-term encounter with colleagues. Since you want to save them, go and open the gate of the academy now."

Open the door.

Wen Wu murmured in his heart.

The student who was held down understood it, and hurriedly shouted again: "Sir! The way down the mountain is clear, let us go down the mountain...! I want to find a doctor, I want to find..."

Before he finished speaking, he seemed to be in great pain again, and even strangled his neck, gasping for breath with difficulty.

The aconitum vine has begun to exert a powerful poison, and the sanity will eventually disappear.

Wen Wu saw the scene in front of him, but there was nothing he could do. He wanted to lean over and help his student relieve the pain, but a person suddenly rushed out not far away——

A dagger was inserted into it fiercely, splashing out a deep red blood.

Wen Wu looked up, and this person was actually one of his students named Tian Binbin.

Now Tian Binbin is no longer a human being, his face is covered with traces of being invaded by the branches of the aconitum vine, the black lines look very scary, but there is still a smile on the corner of his mouth.

He is enjoying blood, death and destruction.

"Open the door?" Mr. Xu pretending to be smiling stared at Wen Wu and asked again.

Wen Wu closed his eyes and shook his head.

He can't drive.

He knew it was a trap.

If these students leave the academy now and go down the mountain...

"Sir, save us, I don't want to die! I'm so uncomfortable..." Some students who were still sane began to shout one after another.

They want to get out of here, they want to go down the mountain, they want to live.

Wen Wu wants to tell them loudly: Don't be fooled by these guys.

These poisons may have already penetrated into the bone marrow, and may even be contagious, not to mention that once they lose their minds, they may start to hurt people like Tian Binbin.

But what's the point of saying this?

Wen Wu only felt that his head was being cut in half, and he was in severe pain.

His students are calling for help.

But under the repeated questioning of "Mr. Xu", he could only reply again and again: Can't open it.

...Can't open!

"Mr. Xu" smiled and said, "It's really cruel. The gentleman most admired by the students is standing here so safe and sound, and he is not willing to arrange for sick students to leave the hospital for treatment."

His words seemed to stir up some new waves.

A student rushed towards Wenwu——

"Wenwu...! You are a desperate person...you will die!"

Wen Wu had to take two steps back. He looked at the students on the ground, his body trembling uncontrollably.

"Wenwu! If I die here, even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go..."

"You're fine..."

"I want to leave……"

"help me……"

"Don't die!"

"Wenwu...! Wenwu...!"

The shouts turned into curses, stern and ruthless, completely tore away his superficial arrogance, and kept hitting him.

He suddenly regretted it.If he hadn't helped Lianhua on Luoyun Mountain on that day many years ago, wouldn't there be no entanglement today.

He used to be the most respected Mr. Wenwu in the hearts of all the students, but from now on, there is no more Wenwu in Wenhan College.

The originally quiet Wenhan College has now turned into a purgatory on earth.

……

Raindrops floated down from the night sky like ten thousand silver threads.

Slowly, the scene in front of him became blurred.

I don't know if the night rain was too hazy, or the eyes were wet after all.

"Boom--"

Accompanied by the sound of thunder, the mountain body of Luoyu Mountain will collapse again, this time in the direction of the Academy——

A few figures came out from the academy.

"Mr. Xu" walked slowly at the back, took out a wine gourd that he hadn't touched for a long time, and poured it into his mouth.

"What about her?" At this time, a very clear voice sounded, completely different from the sticky feeling of the past.

"Mr. Xu" who was drinking looked at the young man pretending to be a student who was coming, and replied, "There is still a tail to sweep in the southwest."

"Oh." The young man licked the blood stained on the dagger in his hand, and smiled very charmingly.

"Where are the people in the yamen?"

The young man said leisurely: "Kill them all."

The two chatted a few words casually, but the person walking in the front, dressed in a moon-white robe and unstained and clean, said nothing.

A string of Buddha beads made of jade in his hand became more crystal clear under the moisture of the rain.

He stretched out a hand to catch the passing raindrops.

Buddha does not cross me, I cross people myself.

After a while of silence.

The monk suddenly looked at the night sky, and a very shallow smile appeared on his warm face.

"...I'm back, Yunyan."

……

The moment the mountain collapsed.

A student from the Dizi Academy had collapsed in front of a dormitory.

Before he died, he slapped on the door panel frantically, as if he wanted to call someone.

Now, the mouth is full of poisonous blood.

At hand is a piece of red rope that fell to the ground.

There is also a very delicate little bell on it.

The author has something to say: the academy chapter, the end