As a curse spirit, I am too invincible

The moment the voice hit his ears, Xia Youjie couldn't believe it.

He froze in place, not sure what he had just heard.

He will not regret making such a decision, and he has already prepared himself to be questioned and ridiculed before he speaks out—although such a situation really happened, he will not be shaken, and will only use his own means , let the other party regret what they said and did. .

But when he really heard Kabuki Hui's response, he still couldn't help doubting his ears.

I don't know when the cloud cleared a little, exposing the two of them to the moonlight again.

They can see each other's expressions more clearly.

Di Muhui glanced at Xia Youjie, couldn't help laughing and said, "Why such an expression?"

Xia Youjie's expression didn't look like he heard the approval of others.

He pursed his lips for a moment, then relaxed the brows that were unconsciously raised, and showed a smile that was no different from usual.

"No. It's nothing." He said calmly.

There was a moment of silence between them again, there was no embarrassment, but a harmonious atmosphere emerged naturally.What's more, Xia Youjie felt that the person beside him - maybe he could become friends with him?

No, Di Muhui is not a human being, he is a curse spirit, a curse spirit within the scope of his spell.

Xia Youjie had an idea in his heart, and the idea turned over and over in his heart, and finally he pressed it down with the tip of his tongue to prevent it from popping out of his throat.

...is not yet suitable.Not in time.

******

After hearing Naohua's words, Di Muhui stood still and couldn't make any movements.

The monk who raised himself, the monk Yuanjing, died because of the robbers in the troubled times.

He was doing other things at the time, and when he rushed back with the things in his arms, he saw the monk leaning against a tree.

The things in his hands fell to the ground.First a few slow steps, and then his steps became faster and wider.

He ran to the monk.

The entry point is bright red.

The monk's chest was wet with red, and the blood continued to flow out, and a pool of blood accumulated under his body.

Hui went to touch the monk's face, until the monk's face trembled slightly with his movements, he realized later: Am I trembling?

His face was still so calm that nothing could be seen, his entire upper body was pressed against the monk's side, and his other hand was so dazed that he didn't know what to do.

The monk's face was so pale that he didn't look like a living person, and his breathing was so shallow that it was almost non-existent.

He is still alive.

A cluster of flames lit up in Hui Hui's eyes, and he suddenly thought of his abilities—they can help him destroy things, so can they help him heal creatures?

I don't know when his back teeth were bitten by himself, and he put his palm on the monk's chest, using his own ability.

They are still the same as before, they are no different from well-behaved kittens under his hands, obeying his instructions to do things.

How to heal?Hui hadn't tried it before, this was the first time he tried to heal something.

Fortunately, he is talented, and when using his ability, as long as he thinks about the effect he wants to create, the ability will automatically do it.Even the healing that he had never tried before was used by him.

The terrible wound on the monk's chest gradually healed under his healing, and the monk's pale face gradually recovered.

Not enough, not enough, he wants to save people!

Hui increased the output of energy in his hands, and suddenly heard a slightly rapid panting.

It's from the monk!He looked up, and there was a haste in his movements that he didn't realize.

Monk Yuanjing opened his eyes with difficulty, and through some slits, he saw the person in front of him.

Ha... He smiled briefly.

Hui didn't speak, he just used his eyes to signal Monk Yuanjing not to consume his own energy.

He will save him, he will.

"Hui..." The hoarse voice seemed to be pulled out from a tattered bellows. Monk Yuanjing said Hui's name with difficulty. Just this sentence consumed all his strength.

"Don't talk." Hui whispered.

Monk Yuanjing raised his hand self-consciously, he wanted to hold Hui's healing hand.

Hui took the initiative to hold the monk's hand.Should it be all right now?The monk doesn't want anything, does he?

An unknown panic rose from his heart.Monk Yuanjing's reaction was not quite right.

"Don't move." He said again, without taking any pressure from his hands from beginning to end.

But for a child who is only a few years old, he is like a little adult.With a calm face, he did what he should do.

The only thing he didn't notice was that there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead at some point.

The monk gently pushed Hui away from holding his hand, with almost no strength, but Hui's hand was as light as a feather, and he let go of it.

"Don't..." Hui said softly.

The unspeakable panic grew stronger in his heart.The monk can live, and he can survive under the influence of his ability, but he has another feeling that the monk is about to die.

What is it?

"Don't save me."

Hui was shocked.He slowly raised his head to look at the person who had been by his side since he was conscious.

Monk Yuanjing had the kind smile he often saw on his face. The skin on his face became loose due to old age, bringing a kind of kindness unique to old people.

The monk's eyes were already cloudy, and the focus of his eyes vaguely fell on Hui, and he continued to go to the original destination with his raised hand.

He held Hui's hand that pressed the wound on his chest.

He repeated again: "Don't save me."

Hui was completely unable to move.

He wanted to understand the reason why he felt panic: Monk Yuanjing didn't want to live anymore.He already has the will to die, and living is the torture of his soul.

The monk looked up to the sky, and the old monk set his eyes on the void, as if he wanted to see through the branches above his head straight to the forbidden land that no one can reach.

There, where is it?What exists there?Are there flowers and grass?There may be clear water, happy people, and a peaceful and peaceful country.

Or is there nothing there?

The monk couldn't help laughing again, this smile directly affected his dilapidated body, and he coughed.

Hui stretched out his hand behind his back, rubbing his back to relieve his cough.

He no longer used his abilities to save the monk.

Silence filled him, he was like a soulless body, only a shell remained in the world.

"I... sometimes think about it." Monk Yuanjing slowly said something that had nothing to do with this scene.

"Where is the Buddha?" A monk said with a quiet smile that challenged his religion.

He moves forward for the beacon in his heart, does what he thinks is right, helps those who are in trouble, and chant sutras for the dead.

However, for so many years, he has witnessed countless sufferings, and when he looked back on the past, he suddenly realized—"I beg... the Buddha of my life, I have only seen miracles like you."

Hui slowly said: "I am not a disciple of Buddha." Monk Yuanjing often said to him in this way: "You are a disciple of Buddha." Tell him what to do.

He should be kind and do good deeds, so he was restricted in rules and regulations at birth.

He doesn't think there's anything wrong with this, but occasionally he thinks: If he is a Buddha, why doesn't he feel anything?He has read Buddhist scriptures intently, doing the same thing as a monk, and from the beginning to the end, he didn't feel that he had come into contact with anything special.

He kept this doubt in his heart all the time, and he really didn't want to use this sentence to attack the monk's faith.

But this scene is the moment when he needs to say these words.

The monk laughed out loud and coughed a few more times. The bright red flowers dyed the corners of his mouth a color different from that of his face.

He said in relief: "I know, I know, Buddha does not exist, what exists is just a belief." And he, did he use such a thing to restrain Hui for so long?

A body that ceases treatment progresses irreversibly toward decay.

I am about to die.Monk Yuanjing is clearly aware of this.

He took a deep breath, and said: "Pretend you haven't heard what I said to you in the past. You do what you want, and get rid of my shackles on you. Just ask for a clear conscience." He speaks fluently and clearly, not like someone who is about to die.

Hui looked at Monk Yuanjing and said nothing for a long time.

Monk Yuanjing slowly closed his eyes, and murmured: "There is no Buddha...you just go and become your Buddha." After speaking, his weak breathing gradually disappeared, and his eyes closed involuntarily.

Before he died, his eyes fell on the sky.

Hui remained silent on the spot.He has always had a supernatural understanding, but he didn't understand the true meaning of these words for a while.

The wind is blowing, the clouds are rolling and the clouds are relaxing.

I don't know how long it took before he moved.The body was so stiff that the friction of joints could almost be heard.

There was still a smile on the corner of the monk's mouth.

Since then, there has been one less so-called "Buddha child" in the world, and one more existence who believes in himself.

Hui stood up, a ball of fire burst out from his fingertips.

He lowered his eyes and stared at the monk's body for a long time.He finally threw the fire in his hand at the monk.

The flame ignited at the touch of a touch, and instantly swallowed the monk without contaminating the surrounding trees.

This is what the monk once said to him: "If I die, just burn my body with fire on the spot, leaving no trace and no dust." After a certain transcendence, the monk suddenly said this to him talk.The expression on the monk's face when he said this was unbelievably peaceful.

The fire light reflected on Hui's face, dyeing his slightly pale face red.He stayed for a while, then turned and left.

When he found the robbers who killed the monk Yuanjing, they were laughing and chatting, and the next moment their chests were all pierced.This was Hui's first time to kill someone. After the murder, he felt strangely nothing.

It's like picking a fruit at random and accidentally stepping on a few bugs.

After that, Hui traveled alone. He gradually grew from a child to a young man, and then his appearance never changed.

After that, Hui became Hui Mu Hui.

He gradually understood the meaning of what Monk Yuanjing said, and at the same time had his own understanding of "death".

Death is death, a unique mysterious existence, a miracle that can only be glimpsed once in a lifetime.

A person cannot be resurrected after death, and death without the value of death is no longer death.

He understands this sentence too well, and he also knows how heavy death is.He respected death and never thought of challenging the existence of death.

However, when he heard Brain Flower said that Xia Youjie could be revived.

He found that he was moved.