The monk who is going to cross me is bent

Zian has always known that as long as Xiao Chi is given a few clues, he can find the place closest to the truth, so he never dared to underestimate him.

Facing Chi Wang's accurate judgment of Fang Xun, Bu Ran and his mission, Zi'an had no way to refute, so he had to acquiesce.

Chi Wang remembered the previous state of his body. He was slashed head-on by Feng Yunzheng. Unless it was a miracle, it was impossible for him to recover completely in such a short breath.

"Where's the gravel? Where did he go?"

Chi Wang asked about the whereabouts of the sand and stone, but he couldn't hear the answer from the sand and stone for a long time. Even the short explanation that the sand and stone would leave him when he was forced to leave in the past disappeared.

Zian didn't speak, so he guessed in silence.

"...Silly boy, I told you to protect yourself a long time ago."

Although I don't know how Shashi did it, but the only person who is willing to save him in this situation is Shashi.Chi Wang stood up, his voice trembling violently, "What are you saving me for? Even if you save me, he will still kill me."

Zi'an frowned and said, "Xiaochi, I..."

Chi Wang interrupted him, "For more than 700 years, this is the first time that my martial arts have been completely abolished to the point where I am no different from ordinary people... You are also proficient in medicine and poison, and I can't do anything to harm you. The me I am now is no longer good enough for you." Any threats, if your task requires you to kill me yourself, please...give me a little more time."

When he said these words, his eyes were fixed on the ground, as if he didn't want to look at the person in front of him. His body was very weak after losing his martial arts, and he walked towards the mountain behind him in a vain manner.

Zian understood what he wanted to do almost instantly, his teeth were chattering, but he couldn't stop him, so he had to follow him immediately.

In the long 700 years, Chi Wang has been to Panshan countless times, but he just stood at the foot of the mountain and looked out.He only actually went up twice in total. The first time was when the chicken feet wanted to kill him, so he went to pay respects to Zhuang Yan's tomb before he died, but accidentally activated the gravel that he had stolen to accompany him through three or four years. time.

This time he lost the gravel, and the person who followed him was the last person he wanted to see at this time.

But Chi Wang no longer has any ability to make decisions against the monk's wishes according to his own preferences. His body has lost all martial arts, and he walks up from the foot of the mountain with difficulty like an ordinary person.

Panshan has been seldom visited for hundreds of years. The mountain road is overgrown with grass and vines. The stone road paved in the early years has been broken. It's extremely dangerous to go.

But Chi Wan didn't say a word, he controlled the body which was so weak that he couldn't get used to it, and walked up little by little.

Zi'an didn't know how to stop him, so he had to silently follow behind to protect him from falling accidentally.

The sky was very gloomy and gloomy, and the dark clouds were constantly in the sky, but it didn't rain for a long time. The air was humid and stuffy, and even the breath was full of oppressive feeling.

When Chi Wang climbed to the top of the mountain, there was already a layer of fine and crystal clear sweat on his forehead, he was panting slightly unevenly, and an unhealthy blush appeared on his face.

On the way up the mountain just now, he stepped on the wrong point twice and fell. Although he grabbed the branch next to him to stabilize his body, his palm was scratched and bloody by the rough branch.

But in such a distressed situation, he still refused Zian's protection and stubbornly climbed the mountain alone.In fact, not only did he refuse Zian's help, he was even unwilling to look at Zian more or speak to him more.

He has been completely immersed in his own world, and he doesn't want to listen to the sounds outside.

Chi Wang silently climbed to the top of Panshan Mountain, and the dilapidated Buddhist temple appeared in front of him. He followed the route many years ago and groped to the cemetery in the back mountain.

Zhuang Yan's monument without characters is on the far left in the second row. Chi Wang had a clear goal, walked over gently, and knelt down facing the tombstone.

Zi'an was blocked by Chi Wan in one breath, his heart was gripped fiercely, and he frowned: "Xiao Chi, what are you doing!"

"Shut up, shut up!" Chi Wang ordered almost sharply, "You have clues before, I even saw with my own eyes the strange night that happened between you and Buran Fangxun in the tavern at the foot of Tianshan Mountain, but still I hesitated and couldn't bear to attack you, just because you looked like..."

"Perhaps in Vita's time and space, the skin can be faked, and the voice can be exactly the same...but you will never be..."

"What am I not?" Zi'an suddenly interrupted, "Why do you think I'm called Zi'an? Have you ever tried to find out my Dharma name when I became a monk? Huh?"

Chi Wang hugged the tombstone in silence, Yubai's side face was covered with a layer of dust, but he didn't care, his expression was full of disgust, "Shut up! Don't speak in his voice! You can't be him, And it can never be him—my young master Zhuang, ashes to ashes, dust to dust as early as 700 years ago... I don’t care what you call zero zero two, or what is your name, you, all, no, It's him!"

At this moment, Chi Wang's expression was already a little crazy, "I have lived... very tired all these years. For 700 years, every time I wake up from the tomb where there is no sound, I don't know whether I am alive or dead. ...I can’t say anything, I can’t say anyone! I don’t want to experience this kind of loneliness and silence again!”

Zi'an's heart ached, "Xiaochi, you..."

In front of the deceased's tomb, counting the loneliness and unwillingness to walk alone for 700 years, Chi Wang finally collapsed. It was the first time he showed such fragility and confusion in front of people, "But I dare not go with Zhuang Yan, I haven't After saving all the people, I dare not even come to see him for hundreds of years, I am afraid that he will still blame me for betraying him, and also blame me for killing so many people in Lihun Xinglin by using the good lady's medical skills to save people... In the hundreds of years, I almost couldn't hold on several times, just thinking about this matter, I want to save one more person, and I will hold on for a while, and I will have the face to see Zhuang Yan after the atonement... But Why are you exactly like him! Why!?"

Zian couldn't stand it anymore, he rushed to Chi Wang's side and pulled him up forcibly, "There will never be two people who are exactly the same in this world—why don't you want to face reality!? You hate it so much Monk, why have you been familiar with Buddhist scriptures in the past 700 years? Think about it—the first character of Buddhist disciples’ dharma name comes from the ranking of seven cross poems, and the seniority of monks can be distinguished from the words in the poem. The head of Buddhism is solid Master Xu is from the generation of "Gu", but I am from the generation of "Zi", there are more than 30 characters in the middle, it is innocent, how can there be more than 30 generations?"

"That's because when I became a monk at this Panshan Temple, I happened to be in the generation of "Zi"! You have never known for so many years——Did you know my last dharma name when I was a monk as Zhuang Yan!?"

Chi Wang was only quiet for a moment, and then began to struggle violently. After he lost his martial arts, he couldn't break free from the monk's pressure on his shoulders. His hair was messed up, and he broke down and shouted: "Shut up!" You are not him - you are not him! Don't lie to me! Let me go, Zhuang Yan is lying alone in the cold tomb, I am going to accompany him! I am going to accompany him - get out! Get out! !"

Seeing Chi Wang like this, Zian was only in more pain than him, and he had to insist on what he was going to do next. He grabbed Chi Wang with one hand and held it against his shoulder, feeling all burned, "Why don't you Willing to believe——I am Zhuang Yan! How can there be two people in the world who have exactly the same face and figure, with complete details and habits? I am right in front of you, but you are unwilling to even look at me?...Master You can't believe me even though you have gone through all kinds of hardships to return to the human world?"

Chi Wang was lifted off the ground by him. He had never hated the fact that he had lost his martial arts as much as he does now, struggling with his hands and feet, "Zhuang Yan is a mortal, how could he control and rewrite the fact that Weita from tens of thousands of years later The ability? My Young Master Zhuang is buried under here, what kind of thing are you? You still have the face to impersonate him... Let me go! Let me down."

"...You said he was buried here?" Zi'an's eyes suddenly became fierce, and he said decisively, "Then I will dig this tomb in front of your face and show you the coffin with my own hands—you can Take a good look for me to see if there is any Zhuang Yan's bones in this coffin!"

Zian held Chi Wang's struggle with one hand, and split his own tombstone with the other.Chi Wang was resisted by him, and he couldn't see what was happening in front of him, but heard the sound of the stone tablet shattering.

Chi Wang was stunned for a moment before reacting, he beat Zian's back desperately, bit his shoulder fiercely, whimpered and said: "Stop! You are not allowed to destroy his tomb, and you are not allowed to touch his body..."

The monk dug open the place where his bones were buried with a firm heart. He used his internal force to blow away the soil layer near the broken monument, and in just a short moment, the wooden cover of the coffin was exposed.

"Take care of me!" Zian held Chi Wang's waist with both hands, turned his head and feet in the air, forcing him to stare blankly at the wooden coffin buried in the ground in front of him.

Chi Wang uttered a mournful cry, and he begged almost desperately: "I beg you, please don't..."

Unmoved, Zian kicked the coffin lid away.

Chi Wang's cry stopped abruptly, and the coffin lid was broken in two in the air, falling far away.

And the scene in the coffin was finally clear at a glance.

Zhuang Yan's coffin contained no rotting bones or clothes, and the coffin was empty, unbelievably clean.

...But inside there is a jade pendant of "white heads never separated", which has been quietly lying in the coffin instead of the owner, and spent 700 long years.

There was a trace of blood seeping into the warm white jade pendant, it was the heart blood that flowed into Xiaochi after Huan pierced his heart with a sword that year.Zi'an put down Chi Wang's body, went to the tomb to pick up the jade pendant, and put it in his arms.

Chi Wang didn't run away, he stood there stupidly, facing the endless and unreasonable facts in front of him, he no longer knew how to react.

Zian hugged him tightly from behind Chi Wang. He lowered his head and buried his head on Chi Wang's shoulder, his voice was dull, "...Do you know why there is no corpse inside? That's because of your young master and me. , it was from here that I lifted the coffin myself, and then jumped out of the corpse."

"I finally came back just to find you." Zian's voice was heavy, "We don't have much time left... You guessed right, my task is indeed to find a way to get rid of you, but I edited it again The language used to describe the task, and now Vita wants you to die, but there is no way to specify it, so I secretly changed the concept... I played a word game."

Zian picked up Chi Wang who was stunned in place again, "Since you have no one else for 700 years, you are still my wife... so don't worry, I will never let you have trouble."