Doe

"Later, Ling'er trekked through mountains and rivers alone, inquired along the way, and returned to Baochen Mountain. He was dressed in ragged clothes, disheveled, and climbed up the nine hundred steps. The first words he said when he saw his brother and me were: Save me, If you can’t save me, then seal me.” Baili Xiaoji said, “We have tried many methods, holding rituals, burning our bodies, but we can’t save Ling’er. Even if we take out his six-petal lotus heart, he can’t get it Rest in peace. Ling'er is different from other ghosts. He was forcibly pulled back by Alanna and forced to transform into a ghost. His wish is to die, but it is this wish for death that prevents him from rebirth.

The elder brother felt ashamed and depressed every day.He gave up the technique of retaining his face, changed his name to 'Wudu' to warn himself, and traveled all over the country, looking for a way to save Alana and Ling'er.Xunwei, we once made a great vow to save the world's evil spirits, but now we can't even save our own relatives, how ironic. "

Pei Zhen lowered his eyelashes to hide the grief in his eyes, and asked, "And then?"

"Until we moved out the remaining classics and scriptures from the ghost country, we knew 'Xinanda'. We have lost countless disciples to and from the ghost country several times. We tortured the thousand-eyed guards, and they hated us deeply. They have been reluctant to reveal the secrets of Masang priests. We peeled off their bandages and gauze, and burned their three faces and eyes with the real fire of Samadhi, and then they told us the route to West Nanda." Baili Xiaoji said, " Xunwei, Masang and Tianyin are closely connected, and their myths are not groundless. The three-faced thousand-eyed corpse and the three dharma images of Alanna are all closely related to the legend of Masang's death."

Pei Zhen said in a low voice: "After death, one will see a lifetime of joy, a lifetime of anger, and finally return to eternal silence."

"We started to restore the steps of Masang people's meeting with Tianyin. The deaf people of Masang wanted to take Siyin boys to West Nanda, so we looked for Siyin boys everywhere. However, the Central Plains regarded Siyin boys as a sharp weapon for practicing Taoism. Every time a Siyin child is born, he will be suffocated, thrown to death, and drowned by his parents and relatives. We have never found a Siyin child who survived. Finally, we decided to go directly to West Nanda. We tried five times in total. , kill evil monsters, cure strange diseases, each time they go further than the last time, and more people die." Baili Xiaoji's tone was full of grief, "We paid a heavy price."

"You guys succeeded in the end, didn't you?" Pei Zhen said.

"That's right. The sixth time is the one you saw in the bronze mirror of Mujiabao. The disciples of Baochen Mountain are all dead. Originally, we had already planned to let your master complete our unfinished business. In the end, I was alone. Entering West Nanda, I succeeded." Baili Xiaoji said.

Pei Zhen tightened his fingers suddenly, and he stared at Baili Xiaoji without saying a word.

"I know what you are thinking. You are afraid that Ling'er will be saved, and you will say goodbye to Ling'er, right?" Baili Xiaoji said, "Don't be afraid, son, you must be brave. Just like Linger, he must also Be brave. He died at the age of six, came to the world and closed his eyes for a quick glance. He never grew up, never made friends, never loved anyone. Birth, old age, sickness, and death, he skipped the middle of life Cheng, straight to death. Xun Wei, too fast, really too fast."

"So you gave him your physical body."

Baili Xiaoji nodded slightly, "Give him my body, give him my name, give him my identity, but I didn't give him my past. We want to fulfill his wish in life - to grow up. He will Live by yourself and grow up by yourself. He may become a man who is angry and feared by the world, or he may have nothing to do every day and worry about what to eat tomorrow. He may help the world and help the world, or he may turn his ears off the window It doesn't matter, sleep until the sun rises. It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. As long as he tastes joy, anger, sorrow, joy and pain, and knows what life is, he will know what death is.

"When he understands everything, we will open the seal of his memory. 58 years ago, I told Ma Sang ghost in West Nanda that your Master will come here one day, and ask them to help guide you. I took a Ma Sang The Sang ghost was placed in the Mu family bunker to protect the secrets of Xi Nantuo. He also sent a message with a heart lock to inform my brother of my next plan, taught him how to save the silver needle to the hundred families of the immortal sect, and blocked the news that I was seriously injured and dying.

"Then I took Lao Caixiang and became a ghost at the beginning. I couldn't keep my sanity like Linger, and I lost myself. My brother picked me up, and moved Linger's soul into me according to our previous plan. My physical body, but also to seal Linger's memory. The tricky thing is that this seal must be undetectable to him. My brother thought of a way. He printed the seal rune into the bones of the fleshy body, so my fleshy body is Linger's skin , is also the seal of Linger's memory. When Linger leaves this physical body, she will think of everything in the past.

"Ling'er and Alan are Tianyin psychics, and they are evil spirits as soon as they become ghosts. And I, like your father, have to practice again. I don't know how long your father spent in the ghost country. I spent fifty It took the rest of the year to regain my sanity."

Pei Zhen's voice was rough, "So you sent a message to Mrs. Jiang in Baochen Mountain, telling them that Master is a ghost. It was you who forced Master to move forward."

"That's the only way. Your master is very powerful. If he is fully developed, even I am no match for him. We can't destroy his physical body without gathering the power of all the immortal sects."

"You failed, the plan went wrong. I moved the master into Qin Qiuming's body, and the master woke up in Kunshan Huangquan, and he didn't remember everything before."

"We did fail, but the plan did not go wrong." Baili Xiaoji reminded him, "As I said at the beginning, he must be brave. He has grown up, but he is not brave enough. Your ghost servant should tell Thanks to you, your master received a stick of incense when he was released from the coffin in Kunshan."

"A stick of incense..." Pei Zhen remembered, "You mean, in that stick of incense, Master himself sealed his memory."

On the other side, in the deserted coffin room, Baili Jueming stared down at his little self in the coffin.

It turned out that the sunset seal in the mind was not made by Wudu, but by himself.It was he who woke up in Kunshan, overwhelmed by infinite grief and terror, he was at a loss, and he imposed the spell on himself.It is not so much a "seal" as a "cut".Cut off the memories of the "Little Spirit Boy" and seal half of his skills. Since he has become a "Baili Cassia" who only works around to support his apprentices, let him become Baili Cassia forever.

When the setting sun rises in the mind, the lonely child appears.He is the self cut out by Baili Jueming, who bears the sorrow and pain of the "little soul boy", and Baili Jueming only needs to remember the 50 years when he became "Baili Jueming" on Baochen Mountain.

He squatted down and hugged his head in pain. The pain came from deep in his mind, and he couldn't breathe.Why should he remember?He wanted to escape, but there was no escape.He was trembling, and suddenly heard the door creak.Who came in, is it Pei Zhen?He came to him?

A pair of dirty bare feet stopped in front of his eyes, he slowly raised his head and saw his mother with black hair covering her face.Her head turned twice, and the position of the back of her head was turned to the front.She squatted down and faced Baili Cassia.After a lapse of 500 years, Baili Jueming once again saw Alanna's happy face—a stiff and sad smiling face.

"Ling'er...it's dangerous outside, go home with my mother..."

There was a slight pain in his heart, and he seemed to know why his mother always faced him with such a smiling face.She wanted to smile at him, she was afraid that he would be afraid.Sadly, he was still terrified then.

He reached out and gently stroked Alana's cheek.

He called out, "Mother."

Baili Xiaoji continued: "The original plan was to wait for me to regain my sanity. Jiang Ruoxu moved your master out of the Eighteenth Prison, but I didn't expect you to be the first to get there. So we used the plan and activated the second step of the plan. Bring out Yu Lianhai and bury his head in the ground of the Yu Mansion. With Yu Lianhai now alive, Jiang Ruoxu has a reason to restart the Earth Fissure. Only your master can enter the ghost country and walk back to Xianda step by step."

Pei Zhen smiled lowly, "It turns out that I have been watched by you all the time, no wonder the master trusts me so much."

Baili Xiaoji said: "Sorry, I have to do this."

"There are still gaps that you didn't explain." Pei Zhen looked down at his palm, "58 years ago, you successfully reached the depths of West Nanda, and you knew that Siyin Boy was not the key to enter West Nanda. You and Grandpa Wudu Why are you still looking for me and bringing me to Master?"

Baili Xiaoji watched him, and said slowly: "Do you remember what I said? Be brave."

Pei Zhen was stunned for a while, then quietly shed tears.

He got it.

300 years ago, the little spirit boy would face the ghost mother for Sangsang and escape from the ghost country. 300 years later, Master will also face everything for Xie Xunwei and listen to the voice of heaven.

"The key to saving Alanna and Linger is not us, but your master himself. This is the answer given to me by Tianyin when I entered West Nanda 58 years ago." Baili Xiaoji's voice was calm and clear, " Xunwei, you are Linger's only disciple. He raised you, took care of you, and protected you. It was not us who made him grow up, but you. It was not us, but you who made him learn to take responsibility. Let him walk to West Nanda It's not us, it's you. Your master is not invincible and victorious in every battle, but he will be invincible for you. He is not fearless and invincible, but he will definitely be brave for you, regardless of himself. "

"But I lied to him..." Pei Zhen closed her eyes, tears rolling down her cheeks.

"You are very similar to my elder brother. I think you have been on Baochen Mountain for eight years, and you have taught you not only Linger, but also elder brother." Baili Xiaoji said.

He was right, Pei Zhen recalled that period of time, Grandpa Wudu taught him the six meanings of scriptures, taught him the myriad phenomena of Taoism, taught him piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and also taught him to strategize and win thousands of miles.He spent most of the day in Grandpa Wudu's small library and under the grape vine bamboo shed.In spring, summer, autumn and winter, leaves of different colors float into his books.The moon rose above the treetops, and the master picked him up, who was drowsy, and walked on the mossy stone steps back to the medicine garden.

Baili Xiaoji said softly: "Then he will definitely leave the best for you."

Pei Zhen remembered that the last day of Grandpa Wudu's life was the beginning of winter, and snow fell down the screen window.Grandpa improved a lot that day and no longer groaned because of his illness.He suddenly said he wanted to eat beggar chicken, Master rode down the mountain to buy it, leaving Xie Xunwei alone in front of the tent.

"Xunwei, is it snowing yet?" Wudu on the kang opened his dim eyes, he could no longer see clearly.

"Well! It's a big bet."

"Help me out and have a look."

12-year-old Xie Xunwei helped him put on a jacket, a fox fur, and a cloak, and held his dead branch-like arms, helping him move step by step into the courtyard.The vines are all withered, and the bamboo shed is deserted.The distant mountains are gray, and the world is covered by white snowflakes, like a silent funeral.Xie Xunwei helped Wudu into the reclining chair, and put a quilt on his lap.

Wudu squinted at Xuehua for a while, and asked, "Has your master come back?"

"Not yet, Master just left." Xie Xunwei sat on his lap.

Wudu smiled and said, "I can't wait to return to your master."

Xie Xunwei had an ominous premonition in his heart, and said in a panic: "Master will be back soon."

Wudu looked at the snow-swaying world, his hair was pale as if covered with long-lasting snowflakes.He said sadly: "In my life, my wife died and my son died. I was defeated. My name is 'Du', but I can't save my wife and children, let alone the world. I have lost my dearest love and my way. I have deep regrets and deep hatred." carry on."

Xie Xun was slightly stunned, "Grandpa Wudu..."

Wudu caressed Xie Xunwei's warm and soft hair, Xie Xunwei saw tears falling from his dim eyes.

"Grandpa's regret in his whole life is that he never repaid his sincerity with sincerity." He said, "Xun Wei, your master, grandpa entrusted it to you."

Xie Xunwei opened his eyes wide, Wudu closed his eyes, and his thin and dry palms slipped from the top of Xie Xunwei's head.Flying snow drifted and fell on his dark forehead, never melting for a long time.

Pei Zhen muttered the last sentence Wudu left him:

"Repay your heart with your heart."

Baili Xiaoji said: "Go and confess, before it's over, before it's too late."