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——Xiaoxi, why are you sitting outside by yourself again? Come here.

In front of half a stick of incense, a familiar voice rang in his ears, and the moment the crane did not return, he knew that this first test was not Yu Wuque, but himself.

Elder Xuanji has been away for a long time, and the image born from his heart is no different from him, even the tea fragrance left by his fingertips still has an aftertaste, he called him so lovingly.

Rao Shihe Bugui clearly realized that this was a fake, his eyes were confused, and the last trace of luck in his heart was brought back for no reason.

Maybe Master really just traveled around the world, and now he is back?

He responded to the other party, stretched out his hand to Elder Xuanji, his fingertips were stained with oil, and held him back.

It was this little bit of luck that became the nourishment for the wanton breeding of demons, trapping him in place and unable to move.

——The old three heads are still small, and Dong'er is a head taller than him.

"Father, don't call me short."

——Mother, my younger brother is so cute, I am reluctant to let him go.

——Can you not send him away, we will take care of my brother.

"I don't want to go."

——Mother is also reluctant, but we have to leave, when there is no one here, how will your brother survive?

——Then I won’t be a fairy anymore!I will accompany Xiaoxi!

"No."

In memory, the father sternly yelled to stop He Nan, while He Bugui sat in the twittering pile of demons, and said "no way" lightly, overlapping with what the father said.

Spreading oily tree branches grew wildly, crossed the abdomen, and the lower body had disappeared.

Crane Bugui was ignorant and looked back with difficulty.

The Crane King stood majestic and straight, with resolute eyebrows, but the corners of his mouth gently curved. The Crane Queen wore a graceful and luxurious feather robe, and she squatted and waved at the Crane.

It was the day he took human form and just learned to walk.

He fell down halfway, and before the mother could hug her, He Nan ran over first, grabbed his brother's waist, and stuffed it into his arms to feel distressed.

——Those with thin arms and legs, what if they fall down?

"Brother hug."

——Don't worry, we Xiaoxi are not in a hurry to walk, it's okay to grow up slowly, brother is waiting for you.

"it is good."

It's just old things, Crane Bugui will remember, every frown and smile, the appearance of the three brothers and sisters and the father, queen mother, and queen have not changed at all, but they left before they could grow up.

"When will the queen mother come to see me?"

No one answered, He Bugui asked again: "I can't go home either, right?"

Finally, it fell on Elder Xuanji. He remembered that the day Master left, he hooked the fly whisk on the back of his neck casually, with his usual relaxed appearance, and then went down the mountain in a cool manner.

The figure of the person's back became smaller and smaller, and He Bugui stood on the top of the mountain and saw that he disappeared all the time, and his sullenness became a grievance. Even if he wanted to say something at that time, the other party couldn't hear him.

"Master, don't you want me?"

Yu Wuque couldn't see his memories, and didn't know what the clay figurines were. The scene in front of him was like his master was in a daze, talking to himself, following him. Feeling ups and downs, the black mud climbed faster and faster.

Crane Bugui was completely covered, and even the stones, tree roots, and flowers and plants he was sitting on were all mutated into a state of sludge, and the protruding branches in the mud began to weave themselves, and the encased core was Crane Bugui , Weaving him into stones and flowers and trees, when it was about to take shape, the mud turned into its original color, the stones were still stones, the flowers and trees were still flowers and trees, and the little ink color under the crane's long robe disappeared without a trace in the grass, and his body also disappeared. turned into stone.

The change came so fast, Yu Wuque saw that his scalp was numb, he didn't have the heart to slash the sword, but in an instant, half of He Bugui's body was petrified, he didn't dare to delay any longer, and immediately swung his sword to cut the clay figurine.

But the clay figurine is invisible, no matter how many times Yu Wuque pierces it, the attack is useless. Seeing the black mud climb up his neck and wrap his master like white jade tightly, only a pair of mournful and confused eyes remain .

He Bugui lowered his brows and lowered his eyes, with a calm expression on his face. No matter how hard Yu Wuque slashed at him or called him hoarsely, he didn't respond. He always had such a calm expression, gradually losing his vitality.

The mud overflowed his nose and mouth, and flowed into He Bugui's body, his pupils turned gray in an instant.

"Master!"

Yu Wuque pulled out the puppet thread and shot it between Hebugui's eyebrows.

He hoped to forcibly control the sea of ​​consciousness that the crane does not return to, so that he can get rid of his inner demons, but the other party's majestic Supreme Immortal, Yu Wuque's cultivation base can't break the restriction of the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Master, Master, wake up!"

The side of Crane Bugui's face already showed the texture of trees, and the black mud overflowed the top of his head, forming the shape of trees. Yu Wuque stretched out his hand to grab it, and saw that the light in his eyes was completely extinguished.

"The crane doesn't return!"

A very thin golden light "ding" flashed, and Yu Wuque's whole body shook.

Puppet broke into his sea of ​​consciousness.

The scene was distorted and changed, just for a moment, the stiffness of hemiplegia followed, Yu Wuque's breathing became difficult, there was something greasy in his throat, and it was still flowing into his body continuously, with a smell of earth and vegetation His breath made him want to retch.

His master didn't turn into a tree. On the contrary, Crane Bugui sat on the boulder perfectly, while Yu Wuque picked up his robe in a prostrate posture, just like those clay figurines, he was covered in mud and oil , half of his body was woven into a tree root, if it wasn't for this puppet thread that woke him up, he might have been swallowed.

"Focus on your mind." He Bugui looked down at him, his eyes were sharp, and the puppet thread came from his heart, he said, "You are controlled by the inner demon, Yu Wuque, look at me."

"Can--"

As soon as he spoke, Yu Wuque vomited embarrassingly in his stomach. He vomited out all the sludge that had entered his body.

"Just now... Didn't Master say that I don't have any demons, vomit!"

Crane Bugui also found it strange, Yu Wuque clearly walked in and out of the forest freely, and didn't feel anything strange when he came in, why did he fall into a magic barrier the moment he saw him.

Moreover, he was deeply trapped in it and couldn't extricate himself, and the inner demons were breeding at a rapid rate. If he hadn't been awakened by his ability to activate the spirit core, he would have been dragged into the mud and buried.

He Bugui asked, "What did you see just now?"

Yu Wuque said with lingering fear: "Master was petrified by this thing and turned into a tree, it's already, vomit! It's no longer angry..."

He Bugui was stunned: "Did you see me?"

"Ah."

None of the clay figurines were missing, and they still covered He Bugui's body, but they didn't grow as wildly as in the illusion. Yu Wuque vomited until his face turned blue and white, and he picked up the sword with force: "How do we get rid of these things?"

He Bugui frowned: "Your spirit is not stable, don't move around, just calm down."

Yu Wuque said anxiously: "How can I be quiet!"

"I am fine."

Seeing that he was in such a hurry, the inner demons spread, He Bugui naturally understood the cause of the inner demons, and he emphasized in a warm voice: "I'm fine, nothing will happen."

Yu Wuque looked at him, as if he was not sure whether the scene before him was real or not.

"Yu Wuque." He Bugui said patiently, "Sit in meditation and chant sutras, be obedient."

Only then did Yu Wuque agree to sit down, and he silently recited the scriptures several times to drive out the horrifying picture of Crane Bugui's petrified death in his mind.

Not only did he turn into a tree, but also he fainted in the Floating Palace, above the lava of the Chijin Mountain. It’s no wonder that he saw the devil at a glance, and saw the crane several times. In that situation just now, he couldn't tell the difference between good and bad.

With the puppet thread leading him, Crane Bugui also chanted the scriptures, which was clearly conveyed to Yu Wuque's dantian. The master's voice was clean and ethereal, guiding him to meditate, and finally drove away his fear.

When he opened his eyes again, the symptoms of retching and discomfort disappeared, and the oil on his body had seeped into the ground without leaving a single drop.

It's just that the five clay figurines of Crane Buguina are still in a prostrate state. They clung to their clothes without letting go, and they couldn't get up or down. However, Crane Bugui's heart was glowing, and the puppets stretched out with claws and teeth. It became the appearance of a body barrier.

Seeing that Yu Wuque's complexion had improved, He Bugui said: "On the road of self-discovery, people's desires, obsessions, concerns, and regrets will be infinitely magnified. Although it is silent, there is always a spiritual vibration driven by the magic circle, presumably every plant, tree, and stone was once a living person who wanted to go up the mountain but failed."

After hearing this, Yu Wuque looked around, a little shocked: "No wonder the spiritual power is endlessly excited, and the demons are haunted. They are trapped here, but they are not completely dead?"

The woods are deep and full of life.

He Bugui nodded: "My life is still there, but I am not counted as a human."

It was rumored that Wuliangzhai's methods were cruel and tortured countless times. The monks who made mistakes could never get out of the mountain, but they came to know that the root cause of most people's inability to get out of this mountain road was that they couldn't get over their hearts. the hurdle.

Even if the crane doesn't return, he almost panics.

Yu Wuque took a step forward to help him: "Then master, get up quickly."

"Don't touch it!" He Bugui shook his head, motioning him to stay away, "Your demons are gone, mine are not so easy to deal with, you have to figure it out on your own."

"Is there anything you don't understand?" Yu Wuque was at a loss as to what to do, circling in circles, "These five clay figurines are Master's obsession?"

"People who can't see each other again are obsessions."

Yu Wuque was surprised and said: "But I heard you call the name of the master. Didn't he travel all over the world, why can't we see you again?"

He Bugui obviously didn't want to say more: "I just can't see you again."

"If you want to see him, go find him." Yu Wuque said, "Isn't it easy to find someone?"

"Can't find it."

"Have you looked for it? Otherwise, I will accompany you after this trip."

"No, I can't find it."

No wonder he gave birth to a demon, as stubborn as a donkey, and refused to say it clearly, isn't it a dead end?

Yu Wuque knelt down in front of him: "Why can't I find it? The master has accepted him as a disciple, so he should take me to worship the master. Let's go find him together. If you want to see him, just see him."

"Yu Wuque, there are some things that people tell me that they want me to believe, so I will believe it." He Bugui said, "I can pretend that it is true."

Yu Wuque reacted for a moment, stared into his eyes and asked, "Pretending? So the master didn't go to travel around the world."

He Bugui's eyes darkened: "He said yes."

The oily mud moved abruptly, Yu Wuque's eyes were sharp, and he understood, he smiled gently, trying to find He Bugui's confused gaze: "Master has something hidden in his heart, tell me, maybe after telling the knot in your heart, you will be confused." untied."

Crane Bugui didn't move, Yu Wuque said again: "It was only then that Master could restore my clarity, and my mind is clearly clear, so why am I now confused again?"

He Bugui said in a low voice, "I just heard you call me."

"The crane doesn't return." Yu Wuque was so bold that he continued to shout, "Hexi."

Crane Bugui glared sharply, and Yu Wuque smiled, taking this opportunity to carefully avoid the oil, picked up Crane Bugui's hand that was resting on his lap, and held it in his palm.

"Let's talk, disciple, listen, Elder Xuanji said that he went to travel around the world, and then what?"

He Bugui murmured: "Then..."

At first, I believed that the crane would not return. Elder Xuanji is casual, and he is a Mahayana. It is normal for him to want to travel around the world and help the common people. Before he left, he said: "Xiaoxi is guarding the house. If you encounter something delicious and interesting, it will be sent to you, and you will know that the teacher has always missed you."

Indeed, there are things that have been sent to the mountains. Sometimes it is a jar of good old wine, and sometimes it is a fairy flower in an extremely cold place. It is protected by spiritual power, and it will slowly fade after the crane does not return. It is a novelty. A lot, there are a lot of things to coax the children, but people have never come back.

Elder Xuanji left a letter saying that the world is not peaceful, and as a teacher, you have to take care of the common people first, but you are the most missed wherever you go, so Xiaoxi doesn't have to worry about it.

The more he said this, the more Crane Bugui missed him, and he wrote to remind him several times, but the master didn't come home. Later, the number of letters that didn't match the preface and the afterword decreased, and even the sent things disappeared. Guicai realized something was wrong.

He searched for the delivery places one by one. The storekeeper said that it was an appointment with them many years ago by an expert, and they would send some things out every once in a while. Even the letters were written dozens of times in advance and kept. It's just that things don't last long like people, the old wine will be sold out, the old shops will be closed, and no matter how many letters are saved, there will always be a day when they will be sent out.

Yu Wuque probed, "It's not that Master doesn't want to go home, it's that he can't."

"Ah."

"I lied to you because I was afraid that you would be sad." Yu Wuque said, "Master actually knows it in his heart."

He Bugui nodded sadly: "He knew that the end was approaching, and he didn't want me to watch it with his own eyes, so he lied about traveling all over the world and left Tianji Palace. He hasn't seen the phenomenon of ascension to the sky in these years, so he may have passed away long ago."

"It's not that he lied to me."

He Bugui glanced at one of the clay figurines, turned his head reluctantly, and Yu Wuque answered, "Are you angry that you didn't make it to the end, and that he didn't give you this chance to die?"

"I'm angry with myself." He Bugui said, "I am destined to be lonely and widowed, and those close to me care about me for the rest of my life. In the end, seeing them leave me one by one, no one can keep me."

"The immortals in the clan have already passed it. My life is for others. Life is full of hardships. Others have only one life, but they also feel unspeakable suffering. I have to use my endless life to taste it all to repay the debt. "

"Senior brothers and sisters are leaving too." He Bugui threw away Yu Wuque's hand, "You too, sooner or later, I will be left behind again."

Yu Wuque was dumbfounded.

It turns out that in Taiwei Shangxian's heart, the fear of losing is the crux of the problem. Don't look at Hebuguiduan's detached and lonely attitude, once he becomes childish, he can become entangled into a demon because of such helpless things.

Yu Wuque is both funny and heartbroken. He really has never experienced birth, old age, sickness and death. His life is so simple that even the inner demons are frightened out by He Bugui fainting several times, but sometimes things have to be simpler.

If you are afraid of losing, let me tell you that it is not possible.

You are afraid that I will leave, so I promise you not to leave now.

Yu Wuque coaxed him with interlocking fingers: "I won't run away without saying hello. I'll tell you where I'm going and what I'm going to do in the future. If it's not necessary, I won't leave you half a step, okay?"

The author says:

That's right, if the crane does not return, it means that it has not grown up, and it is much more childish than Yu Wuque;

This will make us grow up together, one with a long heart and one with a long body——