As a curse spirit, I am too invincible

who I am?The real person feels that his existence is infinitely reduced, and he has become something that is not even as good as a stone on the side of the road.

Can't match him!Quickly think of something else if you want to live!

Di Muhui seems to be in a hurry now, maybe he has no time to take care of his situation?Does he have a chance? !Can he find a chance to escape? !Under the oppressive force exerted by Kabuki Hui, he separated a little bit of his thoughts to disperse to other places.

"Xia Youjie—"

"Don't call him that." Di Muhui cast a look, and the real person trembled all over.

So ugly——!The real man clenched his back teeth tightly. If he let go, he felt that his teeth would collide due to uncontrollable trembling in the next moment.

This kind of self is no different from the things in the sewer!He used to think that although those creatures are inferior, they still have something to appreciate.When he was reduced to an existence indistinguishable from them, he struggled and refused to admit it.

"He..." Daoist tried his best to suppress the trembling all over his body, and tried his best to say the location.

Is that so?Di Muhui knew the exact location, but he didn't give the real person the last look.

The real person was almost desperate under his reaction.

Di Muhui waved his hand and casually attacked the real person.

This curse spirit has caused the death of innocent people, and has done almost no good things while living in the world.

What little body he had left also dissipated in the casual attack of Kabuki Hui.

Dyaki Hui was so calm and breezy that he seemed to have trampled to death an ant on the ground.

After getting the news, he didn't pay much attention to the real person—not to mention, he thought the existence of the real person was interesting before.Now, in his eyes, real people are no different from other flowers and plants.

Killing him, I just thought it would be better to do so, not to mention that he would feel inexplicable discomfort when he thought of being with "Xia Youjie" before the real person.

Kabuki caught a flash of light not far away from the corner of his eyes.

That seems to be where the real person looked before.

He walked over and bent down to pick up the debris.

--This is?

The mirror fragments are no different from ordinary mirrors, the special feature is that there is the filthy smell of "Xia Youjie" on them.At the same time, after he found the real person, he could find the aura that had been concealed on the real person again.

The "mirror" alone is enough to make him care.

The memory seems to be pulled into a long time ago.A monk who is also a monk, with thoughts that he is still unwilling to understand, often talks to him about Buddhism and the way of being a human being when he sees him.

Those words sounded like positive arguments, and he never cared about anything else, only obeying the rules he set.

That person—who once faced him, an existence with great power and representing "unknownness", smiled quietly and handed him a mirror.

"The mirror of the mind needs to be honed with wisdom and endurance, so that it can be clear and clear, and the light can be used to guide others*. Here is this mirror for you, I hope you can take a look at it when you are confused, and think about your original thoughts."

The monk said this to him, and then left.

That was the last they'd ever seen.The next time he heard news about monks, he heard casual discussions among folks when passing through a place.

"Hey, have you heard?" The man said casually, as if talking about gossip.

"What?" Someone responded, not intending to hear anything interesting.What men talk about is always those old sesame seeds and rotten millet, they are tired of hearing it!However, men always grab these and tell them that if they don't want to listen, men will not let them go.

He didn't expect the man to bring fresher news this time.

"I heard." The man put his hand next to his mouth quietly, and looked around, as if he was afraid of being overheard.

"That monk, what's his name? Yuan, Yuanxin monk! He passed away!" At the end, he raised the end of the sentence triumphantly, as if he was proud that he knew the news.

The others were really surprised, they didn't know about it.

"Is that the very famous monk Yuanxin?" Someone asked in surprise.

"Yes! Is there still a fake?"

They had a discussion about it, regretful and tongue-twisting, but then changed the subject again.

Hearing this, Di Muhui stopped in his tracks.Genshin passed away?How could such an accomplished monk like him pass away so suddenly?

He laughed at himself for listening to the casual remarks of the people in the countryside, and his heart beat faster unconsciously.

He suddenly remembered Monk Yuanxin's expression at that time - he was smiling.

His eyes were different.Monk Yuanxin used to look at him with the eyes of a lost lamb, as if he could have become a kind person, but by accident he took another path.

He didn't like this kind of look. Ben wanted Monk Yuanshin to have a hard time at the first meeting, but he couldn't do it in the end.

Is it because of the special affection for Yuanjing, the monk who raised him to the age of a child, that he fell in love with the house and didn't do anything to the monk Yuanxin?

Di Muhui didn't know.

Facing Monk Yuanshin, who was only a passer-by by his side occasionally, he tolerated the existence of the other party strangely.

He was sure that Monk Yuanxin had thought of admonishing him—but Monk Yuanxin had never acted, let alone used words.

Monk Yuanxin only appeared by his side occasionally, and then left, just quietly watching his actions from the beginning to the end.

However, at the moment when Monk Yuanxin gave him the mirror, Monk Yuanxin's eyes were relieved and completely indulgent.

Monk Yuanxin gave him the mirror with full blessing.

He keeps this mirror by his side all the time, almost never leaving it.

Dyaki Hui immediately took out the mirror from his body.

The mirror has been through the ages for a long time, and the edges and corners around it have been smoothed, and the mirror wrapped by the frame is smoother than before.Under the erosion of the years, not only has it not been blurred, but it has become more and more luminous, as if it can illuminate everything in the world.

This is a bronze mirror, limited by the background of the environment and era, compared with the current mirror, it should be slightly inferior in clarity.

Kabuki compared another mirror fragment obtained from the real person.

The fragments from the mirror are contemporary mirror crafts, which have no resemblance to the bronze mirror he owns.

Di Muhui exerted force on his hand—the mirror fragments immediately shattered in all directions.

Shiny shards fell from his fingers.

Without the cover of the shell, the things inside are exposed without reservation.

It was a mirror fragment very similar to the mirror on his body.It is smaller than the outer layer of fragments and can therefore be contained within.

Di Muhui's eyes were inexplicable.

Who gave this thing to the real person?There was the filth of "Xia Youjie" on it, which attracted him to the real person at an extremely critical moment, and briefly delayed his time here.

Who is in the best interest?

The answer came directly to Kabuki Hui's mind without much thought.

He was already sure who it was from.

Di Muhui attacked in the direction that the real person said. In order to ensure that he found the person, he did not use the method of direct teleportation, but carefully searched the places he passed while heading to the location.

Di Muhui left here, and the real person's body on the ground has completely disappeared.