Old state

Rainy days are suitable for drinking alone, playing the flute, playing the piano, doing some romantic things, or being lazy, suitable for sleeping in the cage, suitable for drinking a pot of warm wine with the rain at home, suitable for tea tasting, suitable for three days. Five friends chatting together.

It's just not suitable for two people with ulterior motives to test each other.

The moment he saw Zihui, Yang Zigui sighed, and now he was going to do the most inappropriate thing.

He knew very well what this little bald donkey was thinking.

The green hills and drizzle outside the building, the inside of the building is really not worthy of such beautiful scenery.

Yang Zigui was lazily sitting leaning against the wall, obviously his clothes were well-dressed, and his posture could only be regarded as unruly, but his whole person gave off the appearance that his clothes were half-faded and his chest was bare, and he would draw his sword the next moment A delusional illusion.

Zihui sat opposite him, upright, with his back straight, kneeling on his lap, holding a bowl of tea in both hands.

He doesn't seem to be chatting with people, but he seems to be enshrining his god statue in a temple filled with incense.

Yang Zigui raised his eyebrows, since the other party didn't speak, he went to the mountain: "Why do you come to the humble house as a guest when you have time?"

The phrase "Master" was mocking and absurd.

Zihui still had a tepid look on his face, and nodded at him with a smile: "The poor monk was rude today, I really have to do something important..."

Yang Zigui interrupted him: "Wuhui Mountain is my home. There are countless beautiful scenery here, but I have never seen the scenery like today. Master, please look out of the window. We will not talk about business today, just enjoy the scenery."

He has a beastly intuition that Zi Huilai is really not a good thing.

Every time he saw the bald donkey, he felt a strong ominous air wrapped around him.

Zihui smiled wryly, but didn't say much, just followed his words and looked out the window.

Yang Zigui looked out the window casually, but his heart became vigilant.This person, the first thing he said when he entered the door was that he had something important to do, but he was willing to let him look at the scenery first.This matter must be important, and it must be asked to him, maybe he will have to pay a big price.

This time, the black light cluster in his body suddenly turned.

In the past few months, maybe the energy given by the green light spot was too much before. Pingyi has been absorbing it and never appeared. He also tried to ask him, but he didn't get a reply, so he had to enjoy himself alone. It's been two months.

But now the screen turned suddenly, did something happen?

Yang Zigui remained calm on the face, but asked him quietly in his heart: "Ping Yi? Did something happen?"

Ping Yi did not answer, he looked inside and saw that the black ball of light representing Ping Yi was spinning faster and faster, almost turning into a small black vortex, and some green light spots in his flesh and blood were also pulled out and sucked into the ball of light In the ball, after a few turns, he returned to his flesh and blood.

This is his inner strength that was transformed by eating that strange medicinal material in the small town.

Yang Zigui tried to mobilize those internal forces, but found that it was the same as before. He suppressed his doubts and decided to send this bald donkey away first.

But before he could speak, Zihui spoke first.

His voice is extremely crisp, just like the voice of a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child, crisp and cute.

And it may be because he has served the Buddha all the year round. There is a kind of ethereal Buddha air in his voice, just like the compassion and compassion that the Buddha brings out when he overlooks all living beings.

But what he said was not very good: "The poor monk still remembers that that day was also such a day. Although the scenery in the mountain in Qingzhou was not as mysterious as Wuhui Mountain, it made people feel pure and lovely. The rain was not heavy, and it lasted for more than a month. The poor monk was locked in the Buddhist room every day, burning incense and serving the Buddha quietly. The Buddha gave the poor monk an order to follow the next person who entered the mountain."

Having said that, he turned his head, looked at Yang Zigui, and spoke in a more serious voice: "The poor monk didn't want to. Our clan has been stationed at the entrance of the Heavenly Dao for hundreds of thousands of years. There is an ancestor's precept that all members of our clan should not leave the station easily." land."

"But that person is someone I know, who I once guided, who is the world's trend and savior in the divination image when I divination."

His self-proclaim has changed from "poor monk" to "I".

"So, I abandoned the teachings of my ancestors and decided to act in accordance with the instructions of the Buddha. This is the opportunity I asked for many years ago. I want to save the world. I can't see the suffering in this world. I can't see the people's lives without interest. Drifting like duckweed. I want to change the world and give everyone a prosperous and stable Haiqingheyan.”

"So I left with him. That person is the one you brought here, Yang Caiqiong, who is now Guixu."

Yang Zigui kept frowning as he listened, ever since he heard "the trend of the world", he had vaguely guessed that maybe the little monk's visit had something to do with the patriarch.

Zihui was still talking: "He is the power of the world, and he is destined to restore the world's peace from his hands. But his luck is not static. He must follow the instructions of heaven. He will help the rebel army and completely wipe out Daxia Jinchao. But before he turned his back on what he said and changed several times. Now his luck is a little weak, and he has no luck to protect him. He is seriously injured. At this time, only you can save him. Yushi, Pingyi. Only you have the same relationship with Daxia Jinchao. The power of a military god in a single battle, only if you can help him destroy the Great Xia and Jin Dynasty, can he regain all his luck."

What he said was half-truth and half-false, betting on Yang Zigui's concern for Guixu.

But he didn't know that Yang Zigui and Ping Yi were not tit-for-tat enemies, on the contrary, they even became confidantes of each other.It is precisely because of this that his words can be regarded as full of loopholes.

Yang Zigui remembered that he had heard Pingyi mention that the instructions from Heaven were to protect the Great Xia and Jin Dynasty.No matter what Zihui said is true or not, first of all, this is wrong.

So who is the person who really wants to protect the rebel army and destroy the Great Xia and Jin Dynasty?No matter who it is, he is definitely not the way of heaven.

Yang Zigui narrowed his eyes, remembering that when he first met Hanba, Hanba said that he was following the will of heaven, and told him what he was going to do, and even asked him to participate in the affairs of the black nightmare.

But it is obvious that Guixu and Hanba are complete enemies, no matter when he picked up the child at the very beginning or after the child disappeared.

And Pingyi, as the rain master, as one of the ten demon gods, must not be able to violate the will of heaven.

Ever since the two of them discussed to help the rebel army that day, something seemed wrong with Ping Yi. According to the past, his strength was recovering, and he would never be so weak, but now, he is getting weaker and weaker. I didn't speak much anymore.

This is the consequence of violating the will of heaven.

Then if he said that, he would also walk the path guided by the way of heaven, and he and Guixu were destined to run counter to each other.

Having figured this out, Yang Zigui felt quite uneasy when he went to see Zihui's words again.

However, even if he knew that Zihui was lying to him and wanted to use him for something, he didn't dare to bet on the one in ten thousand possibility.Maybe the patriarch is really seriously injured and waiting for him to save him.

He thought and thought, but after hearing what Zihui said, he felt uneasy all the time, and he couldn't get a response from Pingyi. He was really in a dilemma and didn't know how to choose.

Holding the teacup, Zihui watched his face change, feeling uneasy, in fact, what Yang Zigui predicted was right, he really used him, lied to him, and wanted Yang Zigui to do something for them.

But these are definitely beyond Yang Zigui's imagination.

He shouldn't serve the Buddha!

The gods fell, and the Buddha was not spared, only the way of heaven survived, how could he win against visitors from other worlds?How can this land of Kyushu be preserved?

He could only harden his heart to be this villain.