The devil is me

Yun Chonghe's heart was a little astringent, but these four words were expected, he lowered his eyes to hide the sadness in his eyes, and nodded slightly: "Of course I don't blame you as a teacher."

"Where's Shen Yuliang?" Shen Po coughed twice, trying to change the subject.

"He was still unconscious when he came back, so Wu Yu sent him back to the disciple's room."

Shen Po seemed to be relieved when he heard the words, but then he said in fear: "This commission is really dangerous, I don't know if those ships were also led astray by this island."

He sighed and leaned back on the pillow behind him: "I don't know how many people died this time without completing the commission. When I recover, I beg Master to allow me to go again."

Yun Chonghe sat down and poured himself a cup of tea, and said calmly, "It's been resolved."

Shen Po's eyes widened, and he straightened up: "Solved? What happened to the island? I saw a very similar one at the bottom of the water. I don't know if it's raised or lowered or there are other strange things?"

"The matter has to start from Jingluolingyu."

"Whale Falling on Lingyu Island?" One sentence was enlightening, and Shen Po immediately said, "Isn't that a shipwreck at the bottom of the water, but Whale Falling on Lingyu Island?"

"That's right. When a whale falls, all things live." Yun Chong said softly, "When a whale sinks to the bottom of the sea after it dies, it is often a place full of spiritual energy."

"What about the islands on the sea? Jingluolingyu must be at the bottom of the water, there is no reason for it to float on the surface."

Yun Chonghe took out a gold-plated round box from Qiankun's sleeve, but the gold was a little mottled, and the deep black background was revealed in small pieces. It looked very old, and it should be an antique in the past year. The water vortex pattern is carved in the same way, and the eight treasure pattern is on the back.

Without waiting for Shen Po to ask, Yun Chonghe explained: "The islands on the sea surface reflect Lingyu to the sea surface."

Shen Po wanted to play with it, but Yun Chonghe pinched his fingers and dropped a sealing spell, placing the round box in the blue Yin-Yang fish Tai Chi formation.

Shen Po's hand stopped in mid-air, and it was either retracted or dropped, so he could only raise his eyes to look at Yun Chonghe suspiciously.

"Master?"

"Don't act rashly, this is the Mirror of Sheshi."

Shen Po was surprised and said: "The kind of ancient artifact mentioned in the book that can observe people's past lives?"

Yun Chonghe didn't expect that he had read this chapter, his eyes showed surprise, and he cast a little appreciative gaze: "Exactly. This object has some evil doors, and it cannot be opened easily, and it cannot be observed."

Having said that, Shen Po has already roughly understood that the beam of light he saw on the bottom of the sea is the light reflected by the mirror of the world. It casts the spiritual island on the bottom of the sea to the surface of the sea, causing the ship to go astray and never return. Died due to lack of diet, and the endless resentment mixed with the spirit of Lingyu on the bottom of the sea, turning into a skull-faced fairy.

Seeing Shen Po's suddenly enlightened expression, Yun Chonghe put away the mirror and said: "Since the mirror has been taken out, the entrustment will be considered settled, and the future sailing should be safe."

"Where's the skull face fairy?" Shen Po recalled the skeleton mermaid, still feeling unwell, couldn't help shivering.

"It's crushed." Yun Chong and Yun Danfeng took a sip of tea lightly, as if they just cooked and butchered a chicken.

"Grind... crushed?" Shen Po felt that it was a bit difficult to understand this sentence.

There is really no need to answer this question in detail, Yun Chong and Zhi Zi uttered two words: "Tian Zhan."

It was Yun Chong and Dubu's self-created unique skill that he had never seen before. Legend has it that this skill is like a blade, unstoppable. Shen Po was stunned for a while, imagining the master standing in the air, and the unstoppable appearance of gods and Buddhas. Unexpectedly, my stomach growled first.

Yun Chonghe poured a glass of water and handed it over, he caught a glimpse of the wet hair on Shen Po's forehead, before he could move his consciousness, he stretched out his hand first, broke the strand of wet hair, and stroked it upwards.It was originally the most common interaction between master and apprentice, but after the illusion just now, Shen Po's body froze uncontrollably, like a mecha with rust on its joints, until Yun Chonghe moved his hand away, he did not He barely moved to catch the water, wet his lips as if nothing had happened, and hid his eyes behind the snow-white and thin glass rim.

Yun Chong and Nian Nian's wet fingertips seemed to be thinking of something distressing, and they were stunned for a moment, until Shen Po finished drinking a glass of water, then he walked towards the door and called his disciples to get some food.

This night, due to the inconvenience of going to the ground, Shen Po stayed overnight in Baji Pavilion.

In the middle of the night, Shen Po developed a high fever again, and he was so dazed and delirious that he only chanted the word "Master".Yun Chong couldn't take off his clothes, so he was fed tea and changed his handkerchief, and in the early morning, he helped his ankle that was bruised all night.

Shen Po has grown into an adult, his eyebrows and eyes are stretched, his ankles and wrists have become jagged, not as round and tender as when he was a child, like a white lotus root.He was even taller than himself.

Yun Chonghe couldn't help thinking that Shen Po might soon have his own Taoist companion, and he would bring him to kowtow to him and ask him for money.He felt a little pain in his heart.

But after all, all kinds of thoughts are caught without a trace, driven away without a trace, and finally dissipated in the dream.

When Shen Po woke up at dawn on the second day, Yun Chonghe was lying on the side of the couch, the hem of his clothes spread out like an ice crystal snowflake.He has reached the peak of his practice, and it is not difficult to stay up all night, but in the early morning, the battle between heaven and man ended in defeat, and he finally fell into a deep sleep.

After all, he had worked all night and consumed a lot of spiritual energy yesterday. Water Avoidance Jue and Heavenly Slash were both spells that consumed a lot of energy, and they helped Shen Po heal his wounds.

Originally, this method of healing is either fast or slow: just connect it and let it heal slowly, ranging from one month to as many as three months. One day crash is another cure.

Yun Chonghe naturally knew Shen Po's temperament, even if he didn't act as a monster for a day, he couldn't do it, he couldn't bear to let him bear the pain, and he stayed on the bed day after day to recuperate slowly, so he became a little anxious.

Shen Po didn't dare to move, for fear of waking him up, seeing his eyelashes trembling slightly like butterfly wings, some broken hair covering half of his brows and eyes, his cold and dignified face, like green bamboo, like green duckweed, Shen Po couldn't help stretching out his hand to outline his outline along the line of his face.

Yun Chonghe suddenly trembled, his brows were frowned, as if he had some nightmare, his fingertips were forcefully dug into the bedding, and his whole body was tense, like a bowstring stretched to the widest point.Shen Po was a little worried that he would be trapped, so he called him softly: "Master."

"Master?"

Yun Chonghe woke up suddenly, with a trace of disgust in his dream still on his face, but in front of him was Shen Po who was blinking and smiling.

His eyes were clear, concerned, and warm.

"Master, are you okay? Seeing that you have been shaking..."

Yun Chonghe raised his forehead, but it was just an illusion, a dream.

He shook his head, his expression slightly relieved: "It's okay." He just noticed that Shen Po had fallen to the ground, and asked again: "How are you?"

Shen Po skipped a bit: "I don't feel anything unusual, there are still some bruises on my ankles, but the rest is already healed."

"That's fine, but don't overdo it."

Seeing that Yun Chonghe's face was still as pale as paper, Shen Po said: "Let me help Master to rest on the couch."

The eyes of the two couldn't help but fell on the couch together, and suddenly the memory of him looking up for a kiss yesterday flashed back to his mind, even though his skin was as thick as a city wall, Shen Po couldn't help but froze suddenly, and asked tentatively: "Otherwise, I'd better give Master a kiss." To make breakfast?"

Yun Chong and thin lips pursed slightly, and gave a soft "um", and Shen Po fled out in a panic, like a wild fox that survived a catastrophe and came back to life.

He didn't want to be close to me after all.Yun Chonghe thought to himself.

He lay down on the couch slowly, closed his eyes, and the corners of his eyes seemed to relax, revealing a tired look.He thought of the nightmare just now, which was the illusion given to him by the Skull Face Immortal during the Battle of the East China Sea——

The high platform surrounded by red flames was full of black air, and he was lying barefoot on a couch made of boulders, with a flame burning between his brows, and the white fur of a nine-tailed fox was loosely wrapped around his body. With half of the white dangling shoulders, his eyes were slightly squinted, and he hooked his chin lazily with his hand.

Shen Po called him stickily: "Master."

He found that Shen Po was older than he remembered, taller, with pale skin, sharp and cold eyes.He felt very strange, and just wanted to reach out and push him away, but found that he couldn't use the strength.

"Master, look, I killed these people."

Shen Po's hand forcibly twisted his face to look under the high platform, only to see a sea of ​​blood below the stage, blood corpses piled up layer upon layer, and the thick bloody smell and resentment attracted countless monsters and monsters, who fell under the corpses On, wanton inhalation.

Yun Chong and his brows twitched, unable to bear to look any further, and lowered their eyelashes.

"You pity them?" Shen Po suddenly laughed, loudly and wantonly, "You pity them?"

"That's all." Shen Po seemed to have given up the idea of ​​persuading him, and sat back on the couch. He slowly tore off the fur, slowly opening a brocade box containing treasures, revealing the dazzling beauty inside. pearl.He put Yun Chonghe's hand on his bare skin, and the cold touch caused Yun Chonghe to shudder.

Shen Po raised the corners of his lips, smiling innocently and slyly.

He said to Yun Chonghe: "Don't pity them, pity me."

At that time, he pierced through the fantasy world with his sword with amazing willpower, but unexpectedly, this situation was still buried in his heart and became his nightmare.

The mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood are extremely lingering. This must be an illusion, just a dream.