The road of the house owner of the pig in the Chanyuan

When the Zhipi people rushed to the address indicated in the text message alone, what appeared in front of them was a hotel.

After examining the building in front of him with slightly squinted eyes, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and decisively pressed the number that disturbed his rest today. As a result, within a few seconds of dialing, the other end picked up the phone. Phone, asked bluntly, [Where are you. ] In the deep voice, there is a faint sense of fatigue, and... a vague disgust.

Hearing this, Zhibi raised his eyebrows, glanced at his phone, and then responded, "I've already arrived downstairs at the hotel, do you plan to come down to pick me up in person, or tell me the room number directly?"

[312. ] Shi Er did not chat with him too much, after reporting a series of numbers, he hung up the phone.

It seems that the situation is not good, looking at the phone that was hung up, Zhibiren thought in his heart, then sighed, and stepped into the hotel.

When he came to the door marked Room 312, Zhibi bent his fingers and tapped twice. After a while, he could hear a sound of slightly anxious broken steps from far to near, until the sound of the doorknob twisting came from behind the door. The sound sounded, and a woman who seemed to be a little strange appeared in front of him.

"...It's you?" After careful identification, Zhipiren was a little surprised to find that the woman in front of him was not someone else, she was helping Naoya to buy supplies back then, and finally left the monastery together with Naoya true hope.

It’s just that Zhen Wang didn’t have a high sense of presence in the monastery at that time. Even if he paid more attention to it later, the other party in his impression was just an ordinary woman who often lowered her head and could only see her obedient eyebrows. .

But the woman standing in front of him now, even though she looks a little haggard from overwork, but her neat ponytail, slightly sharp eyebrows and eyes, and her tightly pursed lips make her whole She looked completely different from the low-browed and pleasing woman in his memory.

"Master Patriarch," Zhenwang lowered her head slightly to hide her slightly red eye sockets and the cobweb-like blood in the whites of her eyes, she turned sideways, with a bit of coldness in her tone, and said to Zhibi Ren, "Please come in."

Although the other party still yelled the honorific title he used to have when he was in the Buddhist monastery, Zhipiren could hear clearly that there was no hint of respect in these words, but he didn't care too much about this innocuous matter, as long as He nodded slightly and went in.

In the room, because the curtains were drawn, it wasn't very bright. There was only a warm-colored lamp in front of the bed, reflecting the whole room, and his son Naoya, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, was lying quietly in a snow-white There was still a stack of semi-wet towels on his forehead, his eyes were closed, his lips moved, as if he was whispering something, his expression looked very uncomfortable, the wetness on his forehead made it hard to tell whether it was the wet towels oozing out After drinking water, it was because of excessive sweating.

Shi Er was standing by Naoya's bed, and when he came, he only took a sideways glance without any waves, and then looked at Naoya on the bed again, with a solemn expression, without saying a word, and holding the You Yun was taken away from the taboo library of the Buddhist monastery, but for some reason, You Yun was slumped against the shadow beside Naoya, and his arms were even more bulging with veins, and he remained motionless, which shows how hard he was. I don't know how long it lasted like this.

After Zhenwang opened the door for him, he returned to Naoya's bed without stopping, and gently took off the towel on Naoya's forehead, gently wiped off the sweat on both sides of his forehead, and put the towel aside for preparation After re-wetting and wringing out the clean water, put it back on Naoya's forehead. During the whole process, he was careful and gentle, which formed a strong contrast with the coldness when he opened the door for him just now.

His son was quite popular, Zhibi raised his eyebrows, but the emotion in his heart was a little heavier because of the dim picture in front of him, it seemed that the situation was worse than he expected.

At the moment when he received the text message from Shier, the first thought that flashed in Zhipiren's mind was that it was impossible, not to mention how long it had been since no one in the Zenyuan clan had awakened the ancestral spells, not to mention, Zhizai is now nine years old. At the age of [-], he missed the best time to awaken the spell, and his spell power almost disappeared before leaving the monastery. How could he miraculously awaken the ancestral spell after a year?

But Shier had no reason to lie to him, the Zhipi people were very clear about this, the matter was very important, and the other party would never lie to him about this, besides, if it was not necessary, Shier would only feel disgusted and bored with everything in the monastery Therefore, this text message also means that whether it is an ancestral spell or not, this belated awakening of the spell has made Naoya's situation extremely critical.

And everything in front of him basically confirmed the guess in his heart.

Walking to Naoya's bed and getting closer, what caught Naoki's eyes was a thinner face and paler lips than in memory, all of which revealed a pathological fragility... However, what really attracts Zhibiren is the shadow that stands next to Naoya under the warm light, and is blocked by Shi Eryi's wandering clouds.

It wasn't until this moment that he understood why Shier would maintain this strange posture.

I saw that shadow was like melting asphalt, constantly rolling and surging, like a living creature with life, struggling desperately under the pressure of You Yun, but Shir's almost unchanged strange power, coupled with You Yun The characteristics of the cloud can completely suppress the shadow, no matter how much you struggle and resist, it will be futile in the face of absolute power.

"This shadow..." Zhipiren looked at what was happening in front of him in disbelief, and even stretched out his hand, trying to get close to touch the strange shadow, but before he really got close, the shadow seemed to be Feeling the threat from the Zhipi people, You Yun, who didn't even care about resisting even for a while, condensed into a series of sharp thorns, like a hedgehog with fried hair, preventing the Zhipi people from approaching.

"...Ha, is this the ancestral technique you mentioned?" Seeing this, the Zhipi people smiled instead, stopped trying to get close to the shadow, turned to look at Shier, and asked, "Or, do you think this Is it the Ten Shadows technique that Zenyuan family have been waiting for a long time?"

"In my opinion, they are all shadows, there is no difference," Shi Er said indifferently, looking at Zhibiren, and sneered, "As far as I know, there has been no ten-shadow method in the Zen Temple for more than a hundred years, that is, Say, no one knows what Ten Shadows looks like, so how do you know if he is the real Ten Shadows?"

"Oh, interesting," Zhibi smiled, and did not refute Shi Er's words, "Then what do you want me to do?"

Hearing this, Shi'er was silent for a long time instead, the corners of his lips with scars were tightly pressed together, the arm holding You Yun seemed to be a little tighter, as if he was trying to endure something, in the end, he just had no emotion He said up and down, "...save him." However, at the end of the sentence, there seemed to be a faint hint of pleading mixed in.

"Naoya is my son anyway, so I will save him naturally," Zhipiren looked at Naoya who was lying on the bed, and pointed out, "But you must know that the premise of saving him is that I will take him back to the Zen garden."

As soon as Zhipiren's voice fell, Shi Er suddenly clenched You Yun in his hand, making a crackling sound, which suddenly echoed in the quiet room, followed by those around him. An oppressive momentum like a wild beast attacked Zhipi people almost all of them. In the eyes of Zhipi people squinting sideways, the waves were rough, like the sea surface in a storm, but they were firmly imprisoned in the eye sockets, as if they were only waiting An opportunity will completely break free from the shackles and devour the Zhipi people.

The Zhipiren who looked at him naturally felt unprecedented pressure, but the aura of the patriarch for many years and his truly not inferior strength allowed him to deal with Shier's fierce eyes like a black panther.

He only slightly tensed the muscles of his whole body, and still stood there calmly, without changing his expression, and even reminded him in a 'kindly' way, "You'd better think about it quickly, the longer it takes, right? The more unfavorable it is, if you forcibly suppress his shadow like this, not only will you not be able to help him, but may even harm him."

Zhenwang on the side didn't care about the confrontation between the two at all, nor was she afraid of the horror of its momentum. Now she only had Naoya in her eyes, and everything else was not enough to arouse her slightest reaction. With a dry towel, he gently wiped Naoya's sweat that was constantly shed, and then took the medical cotton swab on the bedside table, moistened it with clean water, and moistened Naoya's chapped lips bit by bit, barely replenishing the lost moisture .

When Zhenwang was about to take back the cotton swab and continue to take care of his young master, he saw Naoya, who had been in a coma for a long time, slowly opened his eyes that had been closed all along.

"Young master!" Zhen Wang was immediately excited, and his brows and eyes, which were as lifeless as a puppet just now, suddenly became a little more joyful and lively, "You finally woke up!"

Following Zhenwang's cry and Naoya's blurred consciousness gradually returning, Shier beside him also temporarily stopped his hostility towards the Zhipi people, and glanced at the shadow suppressed by You Yun. The energetic black shadow who had been fighting against You Yun all along, now died down, and there was no movement, as if he had turned back into an ordinary shadow.

However, Shi Er knew that if the problem of Naoya's spell awakening could not be completely solved, this black shadow would never stop, and when Naoya fell asleep again, it would come back with vigorous mantra power.

"Shener, Zhenwang..." When he woke up this time, Naoya's spirit was clearer than when he was in the hospital. After the gray mist in his eyes dissipated and he saw the people on both sides clearly, he felt a little weak He asked softly, "I...where is this?"

"In a hotel in Kyoto." Without waiting for Shier and Zhenwang to react, Naobi came forward and entered Naoya's field of vision, "Long time no see, Naoya."

For a moment, the room was so quiet that you could almost hear a needle drop, except for the breathing of a few people, there was no other sound.

"...Are you here to take me back?" After a moment of silence, Naoya only asked this sentence lightly, and there was no unnecessary reaction to the arrival of Naobi.

"Seeing that you are clear," Zhibi nodded, "Your situation requires you to return to the Buddhist monastery as soon as possible."

"Really..." Naoya murmured softly.

He could feel the scorching heat from his body, like hot magma, flowing slowly along the meridian pulse in his body, eating away at his limbs and bones, making him feel like he was in a sea of ​​flames, but the burning was on him In terms of time, he has been in the half-dream and half-awake state that has been infinitely extended for so long that his nerves that feel pain have been numb. Apart from being weak all over, he can't even feel how uncomfortable he is.

"...Shir, Makoto, you guys go back," Naoya finally sighed, made a choice, and said softly, "Go back to Tokyo and take care of the office for me. have......"

"Master!" However, before he could finish speaking, Zhen Wang, whose eyes were flushed, interrupted his unfinished words with a choked cry, "I want to go back with you."

Shi Er on the side remained silent, but the corners of his scarred lips seemed to be pursed a little harder.

"I really hope..." Naoya felt a little helpless, he wanted to put on a relaxed look as much as possible, but was hindered by his weak body, so he could only barely raise the corners of his mouth, and said intermittently, "What's so good about that kind of place?" If you go back, the office will have to work hard for you to hold on... Also, after you go back this time, tell Hiroki about the two things I told you earlier, and ask him to use Noah Fang Zhou will help you find it, and if necessary, I can also tell Wu..."

"In short, you must strive to find those two things in the shortest possible time."

"Master..." Zhenwang wanted to say something, but Naoya smiled, and slowly stretched out his little hand towards her. When Zhenwang saw this, he immediately held it tightly with both hands, tears in her eyes After all these moves, he still couldn't catch it, and burst out of his eyes.

"Don't cry, Mamochi," Naoya frowned, held Mamoko's hands back, and comforted him in a gentle voice, "It's not like I'm gone again, there's nothing to cry about...you look after me Office, wait there for me to go back, okay?"

The Zhibi person on the side couldn't help raising his eyebrows when he heard this, and looked thoughtfully at Zhizai who ignored him on the bed.

"...Yes, master." It is always difficult to refuse the sincere hope of my young master's request, and this time is no exception. After staring at Naoya for a long time, he finally lowered his head and agreed with sobs.

"Shener..." Naoya turned his head to the side, looked at Shier on the other side, and stretched out his hand towards him. He paused, as if he was holding back, and didn't move until Naoya raised his hand. When his arm was weak and was about to hang down, he grasped his somewhat hot little hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "What do you want to say."

"They... just leave it to you."

It's not clear who it is, but Naoya knows, Shir will understand.

Whether it's Mamochi, Hiroki, Riho, or Teacher Mingde... As for Wu, thinking of this, Naoya couldn't help being amused by himself, and only hoped that the two would stop arguing for no reason after he left. Just get up.

"Heh..." After hearing this, Shi Er let out a chuckle from his nasal cavity, but squeezed Naoya's little hand with a little force, even though the heat on the opponent's hand seemed to burn his palm .

He looked at the expression on Naoya's face that was still pretending to be relaxed at the moment, and after a while, he said hoarsely, just like in the past, as if impatiently said, "It's just you, brat."

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