Shen Du is still the same Shen Du, nothing has changed.
How could anyone mistakenly think that such a bloody and cruel big devil would turn to kindness just because he saw the string of Buddha beads on his wrist
Most of those who survived were wise people with a heart and a scruples, but once he recalled that when he uttered those false and deceitful words with his face as usual, he still couldn't help sighing secretly for those innocent people who had been deceived by his appearance. one sound.
The rivers and lakes are very big, but after all, there is no corner where the weak and the fool can survive.
From the time when Shen Du reappeared in this extreme cold, it has returned to its former appearance: a Shen Du sitting indifferently at a high place, and below are the people who bowed their heads and did not dare to refute the slightest refutation. The heavy smell of blood wafting in the air was blown away by the wind, and it converged with the endless clouds of smoke floating in the mountains, but it was chilling.
In the next time, Shen Du didn't deal with anyone.
He just inquired about the latest situation of the various parts of the rudder as usual, and learned about the latest trends in the rivers and lakes during his absence, and finally adjusted the way of the demon.
Because when Pei Wuji took control of the Demon Dao some time ago, he crowded out a lot of dissidents, and Shen Du killed a group just now, so some sub-rudders and forces naturally lacked someone to take care of them. At such a sensitive moment, any carelessness may lead to the right path taking advantage of the emptiness, so it is necessary to clean up the mess as soon as possible.
Shen Du did not disappoint everyone.
There is almost no difficulty in making choices. He knows the demons under his control like the back of his hand, and he doesn't feel that anyone is irreplaceable. He easily assigns the right person to the right place in a very short period of time.
When this discussion is over, the demonic way will be the well-organized demonic way again. Many people are saddened by the power they have lost, and a small number of people are secretly excited by the promotion from the sky.
All of this is about the fluctuations of people's hearts, and Shen Du has seen it in his eyes, but these mediocre joys, anger, sorrows and joys can't arouse the stagnant inner waves in his heart, but it only makes him suddenly feel an unspeakable of boredom.
A word of "let's go" ended the discussion.
The sincere and frightened people knelt down and shouted congratulations. He just glanced at Pei Wuji coldly and then turned to leave.
The sun was already high outside by this time.
Everyone on the Tiantian Cliff only felt that they had experienced a chaotic nightmare. After waking up from the nightmare, they were faced with a blood stained place. The icy guards were dragging and throwing the corpses outside to the far back of the cliff. go.
During their lifetime, they may call for wind and rain, but after death they are nothing but stinky skins.
Yao Qing, Cui Hong, and Pei Wuji stood there.
Pei Wuji stared at the high throne speechlessly.
Yao Qing glanced at Pei Wuji in a complicated way, and then at Cui Hong. There seemed to be a thousand words on the tip of his tongue, and he finally said, "You two, do it yourself."
After she finished speaking, she went out from the cold extreme.
Cui Hong's eyes couldn't help but turn, the man who stood over the years had a calm and deep expression on his face. Annoyed by the deep meaning of words, just staring at Yao Qing's more heroic than charming figure, for a long time, until the shadow disappeared.
Pei Wuji hasn't turned around yet.
He has a little scar on his body, and his young face can see the kind of ambition that someone of his age should have, but this inflated desire is suppressed by that kind of trance and deep feeling, making him look like A silent peak contains a power that is close to destruction in the deepest part.
Cui Hong's dark blue robe is like the thick color of the distant mountains, and only sighed in a low voice: "In the end, I misjudged you. In terms of cruelty and poison, you are ten times better than him. It's a pity that in this world, he has no He has a weak underbelly, so it is not cruel enough or poisonous enough to become his most fatal weakness. And you are not. You can be ruthless and cruel to anyone in this world, but you alone cannot give up everything to him. So he is Your weakness is your weakness. If you lose this time, you will never win again. There is no harm in the way of demons, he will never kill you, but what will you explain to that one?"
explain
Does he need an explanation
Hearing Cui Hong's remarks, Pei Wuji slowly turned his head to look at him, knowing that compared to Yao Qing's force, Cui Hong was superior in wit, and he was in the room more often. Tianya acts as a counselor.
He is always comprehensive and wise.
Pei Wuji once told himself that this person is devoted to the way of demons, and there is no conflict of interest for him, so listening to this person in everything will not hinder him in the slightest.
But in this world, if everything is done according to the plan, it would be too boring.
The existence of Shen Du was the accident that gave him both the pain and the joy in his short life.
As for that one...
He smiled lightly and didn't take it seriously: "I'm willing to cooperate with him this time, but he should be grateful. Even if it doesn't work, what can I do? I was a loser under the Taoist master back then, if I really care about that. Why doesn't he grab the position of the Dao Master of the Demon Dao himself?"
Cui Hong never expected him to say these words.
But really calm down, think about it carefully, why doesn't it make sense? That person was defeated by Shen Du back then, and he was seriously injured. Now Shen Du has been entrenched in the Demon Dao for ten years, and he has accumulated a lot of power. Wouldn't it be easy to overthrow him
Pei Wuji and him were just using each other from beginning to end.
So at this time, Cui Hong also fell silent.
A turmoil has been completely ended today, and the relationship between the two of them has naturally become embarrassing, and there is nothing more to say.
Pei Wuji didn't stay too long, he just glanced at the head of Cao Xin who rolled down the steps, but what came to mind was the dark and vague murderous intent of Shen Du when he stretched out his hand to force him to raise his head, but in the end it disappeared. look...
The bottom of my heart suddenly hurt.
He knew that he was the real devil, the real culprit, but why, at this moment, he felt that he had betrayed him and betrayed his trust
On the rugged and steep mountain road, the ladder is generally hovering at the height of Jiantian Cliff, and there are people guarding every pass. When Pei Wuji walked out of Han Jue Ding, others looked at him with a bit of strangeness and a bit of dread.
But Pei Wuji didn't care.
He walked all the way from the mountain to the position halfway up the mountain, and after a short while, he went around the half-heavy mountain, and he saw the towering and exquisite temple pavilion between the steep and steep mountains on the side.
Carved beams and painted buildings, eaves and teeth are high.
The long corridor is like a wandering dragon and a long snake. It is built against the mountain wall. Several maids in fresh dresses walk on it. Most of them are still a little scared, but the one walking in the front is Luoluo is generous, with a slight smile on his face.
It is Feng Xiao, who takes care of Shen Du and lives alone on weekdays.
When Pei Wuji came from a distance, he happened to bump into her head-on.
The melon-faced girl saw him, her footsteps stopped, and the smile on her face became unnatural. Obviously, she had learned about the changes that happened on the top of Han Jue and the current situation in the time just now. But there is still something in his heart about what he has done.
So at this moment, there is no good face on her face.
"Zuo Shi Pei, the Daoist just returned to the room to rest, and he never mentioned that he wanted to see you. Besides, forgive Fengxiao's boldness, I think the Daoist is afraid and doesn't want to see you now. You should go back first, if you have anything, you can wait. Daoist rests well, let’s talk about it.”
Feng Xiao did not save face for Pei Wuji when he spoke, so he was very rude.
Pei Wuji glanced at her, and could easily see her hostility towards him, but he didn't refute a word, he just walked past her.
Feng Xiao immediately wanted to stop him.
Pei Wuji just stopped and asked her, "Who do you think you are?"
"you!"
Feng Xiao was so angry that she rounded her almond eyes, and her cheeks were also dyed a little pink because of her anger.
She has the guts, but the people next to her don't.
A few waitresses were afraid that something would happen at this most sensitive juncture, so they hurriedly held her back.
On this cliff, who doesn't know how special Pei Wuji is
And they are still more or less maids who are responsible for the daily life of the Taoist Lord, and they know more than others.
The relationship between Daoist and Pei Wuji is also clear in their hearts.
As the chief executive of Jian Tianya, Feng Xiao was naturally able to speak in front of the Taoist master, and he was wholeheartedly thinking of the Taoist master, and the Taoist master also paid special attention to her.
It can be said that compared with Pei Wuji, it is nothing compared to nothing.
At this time, everything is settled on the demon road, and it is not known how the internal and external situation will be, so it is best to avoid disputes first.
Feng Xiao naturally knows this truth, and has always taken care of the overall situation, but she does not like this Pei Wuji horizontally and vertically, and is even more annoyed that he dares to betray the Taoist master, causing the Taoist master to experience some dangers outside. Now that I have finally returned to Jiantian Cliff, not only did I chop off this despicable villain without a single sword, but I still leave him in place, which is really annoying!
It's just that she doesn't learn martial arts, so Pei Wuji can't help it right now.
After the other party finished saying that, she was dragged by everyone, and she could only watch Pei Wuji walk away on this road and go to Shen Du's Winter Ash Pavilion.
As soon as the shadows were gone, she was so angry that she scolded a few maids for being no big or small and ignorant.
That angry, crying voice, high and low, passed through the frigid wind and moist clouds in the mountains, and spread far away.
But it fell into Pei Wuji's ears and was already a little dazed.
The road in front of him is sandwiched by the tall palaces on both sides.
It's as if I went back to that night many years ago...
It was the same state of anxiety and fear.
At that time, he was still a young man who had not had his parents for a long time. He was full of hatred but was afraid of death. He was brought here and brought to his door by those who said nothing.
He thought it was the big devil who was going to kill him.
"tick, tick..."
When he passed through the first door, the hourglass next to him recorded the passing time and clarified his chaotic memory.
The three gray-white official script characters of "Winter Ash Pavilion" were engraved flatly above the two closed doors in front, revealing a lifeless depression.
From the first time I saw the word "Winter Ash", Pei Wuji didn't like it.
He couldn't figure out why Shen Du put up such a name in his living place, just like he couldn't read him, and he didn't understand why he saved his life and made him what he is now.
The slow steps were not concealed.
Pei Wuji stood in front of the door again in silence, stretched out his hand, and gently pressed it on the door. The icy temperature passed from the smooth wooden surface to his palm, causing him to tremble involuntarily, as if he was standing in front of this door for the first time back then.
And inside the door is his unknown future and destiny.
"Squeak!" With a soft sound, without knocking on the door or making a sound, Pei Wuji pushed open the door. When he came, he didn't cover up his deeds, not to mention Shen Du's deep inner strength and extraordinary cultivation base, he hardly needed to listen deliberately to be able to perceive his arrival.
It's just that he didn't do anything special.
The room was also covered with thick fleece blankets. In this broad day, the surrounding windows were closed, making the room seem dim, and even candles were lit.
The flickering light of the fire illuminated the bookshelves, tables and chairs.
Shen Du sat half-up and half-up on the soft couch under the window, with one hand behind his head and the other on the edge of the couch, with a string of Buddha beads hooked between his fingers, but his eyes looked at the one hanging on the wall in front of him. painting.
When Pei Wuji came in, he was neither surprised nor looked back, and even the gaze that he was watching didn't sway halfway, as if everything was expected by him, and at this moment he didn't care about everything that happened outside. .
In the bottom of my eyes, there is only that picture.
In the winter snow, Ye Chunlan was the only one that had not bloomed, but there were butterflies waiting.
One's brushstrokes are aggressive and sharp, revealing a kind of indifference and resistance to world affairs; the other is peaceful and tolerant, clearly just a dead object that only condenses on the painting, but there is a hint of compassion.
Almost at the first sight of this painting, Pei Wuji's heart sank quietly.
This is not the painting that Shen Du he knew should see...