[Comprehensive Martial Arts] When saving the world, I always get people wrong

Many things are only separated by a layer of window paper. After breaking through it, there are two completely different paths: eternal doom or a higher level.

The melodious and melodious sound of the qin could not even disturb the sparrows, and the slender and beautiful hands playing the qin did not pluck a wrong string.After playing it, Dongfang Bubai said, "Hua Man Lou, if you could see it, you would be the scariest person in the world."

"I don't dare to be that." Hua Manlou laughed, "First of all, I can't beat the Eastern Hierarch. Besides, if I really have peerless magic skills, I won't be the most terrifying person. It has nothing to do with it, it's just my heart."

The atmosphere is harmonious, and the rhythm seems to have never dissipated.

A familiar yet unfamiliar voice came, rough and loud, "Your subordinate Yang Lianting will see the leader."

Dongfang Bubai frowned, he had a strange feeling, as if he didn't want to see Yang Lianting, this strange emotion had just been born, Yang Lianting strode in without waiting for him to speak.It seems that there are no rules, but compared to the past, it is considered very good. You must know that since he gained power, he came in without notification every time.

Dongfang Bubai didn't blame him much after he walked in, "Brother Lian is here."

There was no joy, no hesitation, and it was only half a month since we saw each other, but it seemed that the dynamic part of this relationship had disappeared. Maybe Huamanlou was too sincere, warm and kind to people and things, reflected by a transparent mirror, As long as he opened his eyes, he could see the fake flattery emerging from inside.

Yang Lianting said, "I haven't seen the leader for many days, and I miss him very much." After that, he glanced at Huamanlou provocatively. He still doesn't know that the other person is blind, and he can't accept the signal from his eyes at all. .

If there was a thunderstorm on a sunny day, Dongfang Bubai remembered that Hua Manlou didn't know about his relationship with Brother Lian yet, but he didn't try to hide it this time, instead he let Yang Lianting talk to himself with a tentative taste.

Sure enough, in front of Huamanlou, Yang Lianting told her missing without any concealment. Huamanlou was indeed stunned at first, but she didn't react too much.

Until Yang Lianting finally said, "Master, I have some things I want to talk to the leader alone." After speaking, he hesitated to look at Huamanlou, as if it was inconvenient to say it in front of him.

Hua Manlou could hear his words, and before Dongfang Bubai could say anything, he found an excuse and left.

Yang Lianting only called out after he had gone far away, "Dongfang, how could you get so close to this man recently."

Dongfang Bubai picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and seemed to have no intention of explaining to him.

"This person's origin is unknown, and he must have ulterior motives."

His voice rose an octave excitedly. Even though Huamanlou had gone far away, his good hearing still allowed the words to be clearly and completely transmitted to his ears. Not only was he not angry, but he couldn't help but smile on his face Get up: Qi Zhu also said this sentence on Huo Xiu's boat back then, even if he couldn't see it, he could imagine the righteous and awe-inspiring look on the other party's face when he said this sentence, and the look in his eyes that entrusted Lu Xiaofeng to look after him.

He suddenly felt satisfied and fortunate. He is blind and cannot see people's faces, so he is so concerned about voices. Even if he lives again in a hundred years, he can still remember everyone's voices: Lu Xiaofeng, Qi Zhu, Ruan Qingyu... There is Liu Xiao.Compared with the faces that are easy to fade, these voices have never been confused by the passage of time.

——Is this not a gift from God.

Yang Lianting didn't see the displeasure on Dongfang Bubai's face, and continued, "I sent someone down the mountain to investigate his identity, but I found nothing about this person's origin, as if he appeared out of thin air."

"Oh?" Dongfang Bubai put down his teacup, "You mean the Sun Moon God Sect can't find out his origin."

"Exactly." Yang Lianting lowered his head, covering the look of success in his eyes, "This person's origin and identity are a mystery, he suddenly appeared under the Black Wood Cliff, and was rescued by Qu Yang, in my opinion, they are all the same raccoon, trying to It's not good for my religion."

After doing so much foreshadowing, Dongfang Bubai could guess that he would say something important next, but he still said, "Hua Manlou has never asked for anything from the God Sect, Brother Lian thought about it."

As he expected, Yang Lianting took advantage of the heat, "It's a mistake to think this way. He doesn't want to be famous, and he doesn't want to make a profit. How can there be such a person in the world. If he guessed correctly, he must have come here for the secrets of martial arts."

Dongfang Bubai lowered his eyes, covering up the expression in his eyes.

"Dongfang, where did you put that "Sunflower Book"? Be careful not to be discovered by him."

The hands hanging on his legs trembled a little for the first time, and his heart was completely dead at this moment. He thought that Yang Lianting was willing to be with him, although he was seeking status, but at least he had a feeling of affection. this idea.

When he raised his head again, there was no trace of affection in his eyes, and even his tone was cold, "Brother Lian, don't worry, I will embroider it on a piece of clothing, wrap it in kraft paper and bury it under the willow tree in the back mountain." , will not be lost."

Yang Lianting was overjoyed when he heard the words, he didn't expect to find out the whereabouts of "Sunflower Treasure" so easily, he didn't even have time to say a few perfunctory words, so he found an excuse and left in a hurry.

Dongfang Bubai sighed softly, but the depression in his heart miraculously dissipated a lot after seeing Huamanlou walking back.

Noticing that his expression was wrong, Hua Manlou worried, "What happened?"

"It's okay, it's just that someone asked for something."

Huamanlou is so clever and transparent, Dongfang Bubai also told him that he had been to "Sunflower Treasure", but when Yang Lianting passed by him, his steps were light and windy, obviously extremely happy.

"Did you tell him?"

Dongfang Bubai sneered, "He asked for it himself, and I just granted his wish."

Hua Manlou frowned, "With his age and current skill, if he cultivates rashly and draws the knife..." He didn't say the last two words, "The true energy in the body is rioting, the blood flows back and blocks the blood vessels, and it won't take long A blood vessel would burst and die.”

"It's a human life after all," he said.

Dongfang Bubai sneered, "If he hadn't made up his mind not to touch the "Sunflower Canon", nothing would happen."

Yang Lianting's footsteps were fast before, as if he couldn't wait, even if he wanted to stop it now, it would be too late, Hua Manlou sighed, and only hoped that he would turn around, but the possibility is slim.

……

Yang Lianting still died, the appearance of death was extremely miserable, bleeding from seven orifices and ruptured internal organs.

As expected, beyond reason.

When Dongfang Bubai heard the news, he couldn't tell whether he was sad or helpless. Human nature is like this, so what can he do.In just a few months, his mind was dead and reborn, and he didn't know if this omen was good or bad.

But one thing is for sure, there has been one less manager on Heimuya, but one more gardener. Listening to the familiar and beautiful sound of the zither, Dongfang Bubai's heart suddenly enlightened, the sky is fair, and there must be gains for mistakes.Looking at Hua Manlou sitting in the pavilion playing the piano with a gentle smile, Dongfang Bubai quickened his pace and walked towards him.

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Qi Zhu looked at Ruan Qingyu with warning eyes, "Don't make trouble this time."

The other party immediately nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, expressing that he knows his mistakes and can correct them.

The puppet was lifted up by Qi Zhu, who patted the ashes on the cloth for him, and said in a coaxing tone, "Do you remember? What did you lose?"

"Baggage." The puppet said vaguely, the simple words almost tore through the seams on his mouth.

"Why do you have to carry luggage?"

"Back, back..."

With a sound of '嗖', three small knives struck with the momentum of breaking bamboo, Qi Zhu grabbed the doll, propped his body on the ground with his left hand and dodged it.

"I have already warned you." Qi Zhu said lightly, "I will never repent."

It was the peasant woman who came, she didn't dare to move forward, she just yelled at Qi Zhu, "Give it back to me! Give it back to me!"

"You sewed their souls into the fabric and supported their actions with your thoughts, but have you ever thought about these souls sealed by you, they should have been reincarnated and reincarnated instead of walking aimlessly here , I don’t even know whether I am alive or dead.”

"What do you know!" the woman exclaimed, "I love this place so much. After my husband died, I immediately returned to my mother's house, but there are fewer and fewer people in this village. Everyone seems to be cursed, and each of them has a short life. Do you know how it feels to see the companions you grew up with, and your relatives die in front of you one by one, but there is nothing you can do? Those who survived all fled, and only my father and I were left in the village."

"Even so, you shouldn't refine them into corpse oil, then make them into dolls, and pedestrians passing by, you have no right to decide their life or death."

"They are very happy here." The woman had a happy smile on her face, "Look, Mr. Zhao from the village is still greeting me."

In the distance, there was indeed a puppet waving its hands at her.

"It's just a remnant left by them during their lifetime."

Qi Zhu raised a flame in his hand, erecting a barrier between the woman and himself, and the faint will-o'-the-wisp radiated a frightening temperature.

After doing this, he bowed and looked directly into the doll's eyes, "Tell me, why you have to carry your luggage."

"Back, back..." Two lines of blood ooze out of the white cloth on the puppet's face, like tears of blood.

"Let go of it! Give it back to me." The woman roared frantically, trying to walk forward, but retreated due to the temperature of the will-o'-the-wisp.

"Go home." The stitched line on the puppet's mouth completely fell off, and finally said the complete words, "I want to go home."

After saying this, its bulging body gradually shriveled like a leaky balloon, until only a piece of fabric remained.

"You can't keep them," Qi Zhu looked at the woman sitting on the ground with blank eyes, "Once the memory is restored, the thoughts supporting their bodies will disappear."

With the decline of the first puppet, the lively scene around changed instantly. The puppet greeting the woman stopped there, and the puppet who winked at Ruan Qingyu before had lost focus. The puppet was frozen there, slowly shrinking and disappearing as if time had stagnated.

Even the woman's body began to shed large pieces of skin, and finally only a white bone remained.

Qi Zhu retracted the screen of will-o'-the-wisps, surrounded by barren trees and weeds growing several feet high.

Ruan Qingyu looked at the bones and tombstones all around, "So it's a mass grave."

Sitting not far away was an old man with a pipe in his mouth. He was the old man they saw when they entered the village. He was the caretaker of the mass grave and the father of the woman who had just turned into a skeleton.

"Wait," Ruan Qingyu suddenly remembered, "That night when we almost, almost went to bed, we were lying on this grave."

Qi Zhu coughed, "This is more impressive."

Ruan Qingyu instantly felt that he wanted to overthrow all his past perceptions of Qi Zhu.

When the two left, Qi Zhu couldn't help looking back, "People's longing, even the dead's longing, if it is too strong, it will become an obsession, harming others and herself, and the woman will not know her father until she dies." I have always been by her side." For decades, he has guarded her regardless of the weather.

With his right hand tightly held, Ruan Qingyu raised his eyebrows at him, "Don't worry, if I die, I will only haunt you alone."

Qi Zhu froze for a moment, then smiled, "Okay, it's a deal."

I just want to hold someone's hand like this, year after year, forever...