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Bordering the extreme northern abyss of perennial glaciers are shifting sand dunes with harsh climates.The scorching sun blocks out the sun during the day, and the snow falls thousands of miles away at night. If it wasn't for the caravan to save some time, they would definitely not have chosen this trade route.What's more, here is close to the border, and most of them are ethnic minorities.Over the past few years, large and small border disputes have continued, and conflicts are on the verge of breaking out.From time to time, there are always some wandering sand bandits and wandering killers who seek money, murder, kill, and rob goods.

The most notorious among them is Fu Xueyi, a swordsman dressed in black, wearing a black veiled hat, and holding a snow-white short knife "Yunzhongxue".

No one knows which tribe he came from, and no one has seen his true face.The reason is very simple, because everyone who has seen his face has become the ghost of his sword.Merchants transporting materials for border trade have lingering fears whenever they mention Fu Xueyi's name, because this swordsman is a murderous devil. As long as he intercepts the goods, no one will be left alive, from people to animals.

The people living in the border town near Mobei are afraid of him, and they dare not even mention his name.Because it was rumored that Fu Xueyi had a pair of downwind ears, if anyone boldly mentioned his name in Mobei, it would be like sticking a death talisman on himself, and he would be killed by Fu Xueyi's Yun Zhongxue soon.

At first people were not willing to believe it, but once a few bold business leaders got drunk in an inn in the border city of Mobei and cursed Fu Xueyi, the devil who killed people without blinking an eye, the next day they The bloody heads of a group of people were hung at the gate of the inn.He really didn't want to keep his mouth alive, not even letting go of a green-feathered parrot that the business leader bought on a whim.People who witnessed it with their own eyes remember that the row of heads hanging on the gate of the inn had their ears cut off, and the dripping blood attracted a swarm of buzzing flies, whose eyeballs were about to pop out. , as if seeing an extremely frightening scene before he died - I guess that person was also born with a vicious look, which made people shudder.

The method of death without leaving a whole body is the most frightening.Because there is a legend in Mobei that if a person dies with an incomplete body, he will turn into a lonely ghost and live forever without return.

Under such iron and blood shock, no one dared to use his courage to mention his poetic name.When it was necessary to mention it, people called him: Fu Shiqi—because he was only 17 years old when he was notorious in Mobei.

"My lord! I, I, I—" The middle-aged man was terrified, and collapsed on the ground tremblingly, looking at the blood-stained dagger that was getting closer, "Let, let me go—I won't dare again! I really don’t dare anymore! Please! I’ll give you whatever money you want! Spare my life, hero!”

The person under the hood snorted coldly, and put the sharp Yun Zhongxue on the shivering neck in front of his eyes.With a little force, a hole spread, and blood continuously seeped out from the blood vessels under the skin.He tightened his wrist, just as he was about to raise the knife and cut off the head of the man in front of him neatly, he heard a long howl piercing the void, and then he felt pain in his wrist, loosened his five fingers, and the short knife in his hand immediately slanted. The ground was cut into the rough sand, and the hilt engraved with exquisite cloud patterns was exposed.

"Amitabha, the benefactor is polite." The monk in cassock bowed his head and saluted, staring at the man in front of him with a pair of plain eyes that read the world of mortals, "Benefactor, put down the butcher knife."

"It's you bald donkey again." Fu Xueyi gritted her silver teeth through the hood, and stared at the face of the Buddha who was neither sad nor happy.He rubbed his cramped right hand, and with a little force on his toes, the short knife flipped over and bounced back into his palm.

The man kneeling on the ground walked around the gate of hell, trembling with ecstasy when he saw Fu Xueyi being restrained, he didn't care about Fu Xueyi's actions, and ran to the distance at the fastest speed in his life.

At the same time, the monk's cassock moved slightly and he muttered something. Suddenly, a golden Buddha's light flashed behind him, and Fu Xueyi, who was leaning forward to catch up, was firmly trapped in place, unable to move.

Holding the dagger, Fu Xueyi gritted her teeth angrily, "Let go of me! That bastard is a gambler! If he is let go today, he will go back and pawn all his innocent wives and children!"

Ji Chen glanced at him quietly: "But he shouldn't die by your hands."

"You won't let me kill him, if you have the ability, kill him." Fu Xueyi retorted angrily.When I first heard it, it sounded a little childish.

Guessing that the man had gone far away, Ji Chen silently recited a mantra and lifted the man's body from the confinement: "Monks are not allowed to kill. Unless it is a treacherous person, no one has the right to end another's life without authorization."

Fu Xueyi calmly grabbed a handful of sand and wiped all the stinky blood on the short knife: "I only kill one person but can protect two people. What's wrong with killing to protect lives? Aren't you Buddhists who are most particular about ordinary people?" Do you want to save sentient beings? Why don't you save the poor mother and child?"

Looking at the scorching sun and the wild sand, Jichen said "Amitabha", lowered his eyes, and rarely explained: "Almsgiver, I am saving you, put down the butcher knife."

Before his death, the abbot of Shenyun Temple told Ji Chen that it was his destiny to go to the north to find the strongest ice in the world.Whether it is inevitable or reborn after the catastrophe, it is his chance in this life.

Following his master's instruction, he went to the abyss of the extreme north, where it was snowing all year round, and there were glaciers formed over tens of thousands of years—the strongest ice in the world.He carefully brought a piece back, but on the way back, he met a swordsman who started killing him.The monk had compassion in his heart, so he restrained the man, and the ice that had been in his arms for thousands of years also turned into clear water during the fight.

"Vald donkey, you are meddling in your own business." At that time, the man in black narrowed his eyes dangerously, and the veil on his head was blown off his shoulders by the strong wind, revealing a pale face and a pair of small canine teeth that hadn't been exposed to the sun for a long time: "My true face has to be seen at the cost of my life. Do you know who I am?"

Ji Chen stared at the man's youthful appearance, and replied two words: "All living beings."

No one knew that Fu Xueyi, who was rumored to be more vicious than Yan Luo, was just a handsome man in his early teens.

Fu Xueyi laughed loudly when he heard the words, and replied with two words: "Interesting."

After getting along for a few days, Ji Chen found that this frightening killer was not bad in nature, but was blinded by the killing heart in his heart, so he decided to influence this Mobei murderer with sincerity.

"Benefactor, if I can win you, you can travel with me to get rid of delusions, okay?"

They competed several times, and Fu Xueyi lost one by one.Ji Chen insisted repeatedly that Fu Xueyi promised not to hurt other people's lives again, but the man who was used to licking blood just laughed wantonly: "If you can stop me, just come."

So a killer and a monk embarked on a journey of traveling in the clouds, accompanied by each other.

"Pa——" Fu Xueyi heard the words and untied the weapon from his waist, and threw his own Yun Zhongxue, including the knife and sheath, on the ground, "Bald donkey, look, I have put down the butcher knife."

Ji Chen shook his head slowly: "Benefactor, you haven't let go of your heart."

"Hey!" Fu Xueyi sighed, and picked up his knife, "Is the bald donkey as boring as you? It feels like I'm facing a wood that can read Buddhist scriptures from morning to night."

"Maybe." Ji Chen replied solemnly.

Fu Xueyi laughed out loud, showing a pair of small canine teeth, then stretched her waist and walked forward: "Lonely life, with you by my side, it doesn't seem so bad..."

"Fu Xueyi." The benevolent monk called his name behind his back, with tears dripping from his eyes.

"Eh? You don't call me 'the benefactor' anymore..." Fu Xueyi showed a playful smile, but her footsteps never stopped, "Could it be possible that you also think my name is nice? I heard that when my master found me The hills in Mobei were covered with a rare burst of snow——Fu Xueyi, sounds good? I also think my name sounds good... Later, the master passed on his skills and his saber I, I don’t have anything, and doing these business of taking human life is just to make a living.”

Ji Chen looked at the man's back, and tried to persuade No. 18 times: "A gentleman loves money, and get it in a proper way. Don't just increase the number of murders."

"You support me if you don't accept these orders? I have long been used to such a life of licking blood." Fu Xueyi touched his nose and laughed carelessly, "Did you see that woman holding My son was crying in a mess, and begged me to take her husband's life when he yelled my name. If I didn't see her crying too loudly, I wouldn't bother to care about it, but it was a waste of time to be disturbed by you —I didn’t charge a penny.”

Human nature is good.Even if it is a demon who kills without blinking an eye, his original heart is kind.It's just that Fu Xueyi has been living in the war-torn Mobei all year round, where human life is as cheap as grass, and in order to survive, the boundaries between good and evil have long been blurred.As always, there is still a long way to go to guide him on the road to goodness.Ji Chen sighed softly.

After rambling for a long time, seeing no footsteps behind him for a long time, Fu Xueyi turned around and glanced back through the fluttering veiled gauze. something.So he greeted him: "Let's go, bald donkey, tonight I will eat grilled fish. I was born in Mobei, and I have never been to Jiangnan. I heard that the fish in their land of fish and rice is extremely delicious. Why don't you take me to see it?" ——Hey, isn’t the family forbidden to eat meat, can you eat fish?”

"Meat, smoked meat, is the smell of vegetables, not meat." Ji Chen clasped his hands together, started to follow, and explained, "However, meat makes people addicted, love makes people mess with sex, and wine makes people mess with their hearts. They are all Buddhist precepts."

"Hey, I understand. You mean you can't eat meat or drink wine, right? No one is robbing me of fish. I'm so happy. Then you can eat your vegetables at night, if you are really greedy Just look at me—I'll show you what to eat." Fu Xueyi weighed the broken silver in his arms and smiled happily.

The man's clear laughter echoed in his ears, and Ji Chen thought that this person's road to goodness might not be as difficult and dangerous as imagined...