For a while, no one spoke in the hall, only the sobbing and sobbing of Chen Yuanwai was heard.
The teacher lowered his head and covered his cheeks, and then looked up at Chu Wanning, his eyes were full of sincerity: "Master, don't fight again. If you continue to fight like this, you will be responsible for the death and life..."
The ink is burning and the soul is scattered. Although he is a bastard, he is stubborn and infatuated with the teacher. When he is reborn in this life, he secretly vows to hold people and protect them. But it hasn't been a few days, and the teacher is seriously injured and willow vines, what is this called!
He didn't care to settle accounts with Chu nightning, and was busy with the teacher to check the wound on his face.
The teacher said softly: "I'm not in the way..."
"You let me see."
"It really doesn't matter."
Even if he resisted, the hand holding the wound was pulled down by the ink.
The pupils suddenly closed.
A deep bloodstain was wantonly and ferocious, the flesh turned out, and the blood kept flowing out, extending to the neck...
Mo Ran's eyes couldn't help but turn red, biting his lips and staring for a long time, suddenly turned his head and shouted at Chu Wanning: "Have you played enough?"
Chu nightning had a gloomy face, didn't say anything, didn't apologize, didn't step forward, and squatted straight in the same place, still holding Tianwen without any spiritual power in his hand.
"… "
There seem to be countless ghosts and ghosts in the burning chest.
Who suffered the sweetheart who died once in the previous life, and suffered such grievances and tortures again and again
He and Chu nightning stared at each other like that, no one gave in, no one was soft, and the ink burned his eyes gradually bursting with blood, he hated Chu nightning for so many years, deep into the bone marrow, why is this man in front of him always wrong with him plate!
When he first entered the sect and did something wrong, Chu nightning took him to death. Later, the teacher was injured, and Chu nightning had only three apprentices in his life, but he stood by and insisted on not saving. Later, the teacher died, and the top of life and death was destroyed. He Mo Weiyu became the overlord of the world of self-cultivation. Who would not accept him in the rolling red dust? Only Chu Wanning fought against him, ruined his great cause, and stabbed his conscience-remind him all the time that no matter how powerful the emperor is, he is just a madman who betrays his relatives and leaves.
Chu nightning.
Chu nightning...
Before life and after death, it was always him!
The two were still wearing matching auspicious clothes, the red shirt facing the red shirt, standing far away, there seemed to be a deep gulf that could not be filled.
Chu nightning's day asked, and finally took it back.
Chen Yuanwai breathed a sigh of relief, knelt in front of the teacher and kowtowed without stopping: "The heart of the Bodhisattva, the heart of the Bodhisattva, Xianjun is a living Bodhisattva who saves suffering, thank you Xianjun for saving my Chen family, thank Xianjun, thank Xianjun ."
always like this.
The evil was flattened by him, but he was indeed the one who smoked that spicy willow vine. Chu nightning did his own affairs and broke the strict precepts. In the end, the Bodhisattva was someone else, and he was a wicked person.
It has always been so.
He has a bad temper, he admits it.
No regrets either.
It's just that the vine whip missed and his apprentice was drawn. After all, he felt uncomfortable, but he had a low face and was unwilling to say a few words. He walked away on his own and came to the Chen family's youngest daughter.
When the little girl saw him, she couldn't help but take two steps back in fright, shivering.
Of all the Chen family, she is the only one who is kind. Chu nightning's tone was slightly slow, and he said: "Your mother was tortured by the ghost, and her life was lost for more than 20 years. If you still don't want to repent and have bad thoughts in your heart, you will be trapped in yin in the future, and I'm afraid she will die sooner. After she wakes up , ask her to use red peach wood to set up a spirit card for Miss Luo, and the card must recognize the identity of Miss Luo. Luo Xianxian is the wife of Chen Bohuan's marriage, and you have concealed the facts for many years, and you should also declare together that she has wished for her life. "
After a pause, he handed over a scripture and said:
"In addition, your whole family must kneel and kowtow three times a day, and recite the 'Sending Mantra', so that you can overtake Miss Duluo and send away the ghosts that entangle your family. This mantra needs to be recited for ten years and cannot be interrupted. If it is abolished, Miss Luo will still come back to seek revenge."
The little girl said in a trembling voice: "...Yes, much, thank you Daoist..."
Chu nightning turned back suddenly, his eyes were sharp like a snow-covered bayonet, swept over the Chen family's youngest son and Chen member, and said sternly: "After Chen Yaoshi wakes up, you two need to tell her everything you have concealed, and you can leave it by yourself. She decides for herself, if there is any concealment, I will see you two tongues constantly!"
The two of them were inherently serene, and they dared not to agree, and they kowtowed to promise again and again.
"As for Baidie Fragrance Powder, this thing is matched by Luo Shusheng, but you are shameless to say it is your own recipe. You know what to do, and I don't need to say more." Chu night Ning Yan Bi Fu Xiu.
"I, we must go to the shop to correct, to clarify, to tell the villagers that this fragrant powder belongs to Mr. Luo..."
After everything was arranged, Chu nightning asked Mo Ran to help Chen Yao back to the room and push blood and detoxify for her.
Although the ink burned in the heart, he knew that when he was young, he was more in awe of the master than disobedient, so he stopped saying a word. He shook the hand of the teacher and whispered: "Go and see your face, hurry up. The bleeding stopped. I helped her to the room."
The bedroom of the eldest son of the Chen family still had the red double happiness attached to it. It was probably because of a sudden change, and he forgot to take it off in the rush. Now that Chen Bohuan has become a fan, it is ironic.
In this absurd farce, Chen Yaoshi finally became a victim of greed, and I don't know what choice she will make when she wakes up
She is no better than a teacher. She is an ordinary person. Chu nightning silently pushed her blood and fed her medicine. During this process, the ink burned on the side of the water and handed the towel, and the two never spoke, and they never looked at each other.
When leaving, Chu nightning glanced at the wall inadvertently, his eyes moved lightly, but he suddenly realized something, and turned back again, staring at a pair of words hanging on the wall.
It was a few lines of regular script books, which should have been inked soon, and the edges of the paper had not turned yellow.
It was written—
Red Jesus hands, yellow vine wine, and willows all over the city's spring palace walls.
The east wind is evil, and the joy is weak. A cup of melancholy, a few years away from the cable. Wrong, wrong, wrong.
Spring is as old as ever, people are empty and thin, and the tears are red and shaggy.
The peach blossoms fall, the idle pool pavilion, although the mountain alliance is there, the brocade book is difficult to support. Mo, Mo, Mo.
Chu nightning's heart suddenly became blocked, the regular script was neat, the words were correct, and at the sign, Chen Bohuan's three words were extremely dazzling.
That Mr. Chen, who married the daughter of the Yao family against his will, was so sad that he could not speak. In the last days of his life, he could only stand by the window, smear his pen and ink, and go to transcribe the parting song "The Chai Tou Feng".
No longer wanting to stay in Chen's house, he endured the severe pain of the shoulder wound and turned to leave.
Chu Wanning and Shi Mei were both injured and could not ride the horse back to the top of life and death immediately, and Chu Wanning didn't like flying with the sword, so he went to the town to find an inn to rest, and it was good to have a look the next day. What happened to the funeral at the ghost master temple
Although those ghostly corpses were twisted into powder by Chu Wanning's "wind", they only destroyed the corpses controlled by the ghost master of ceremonies. it is good.
Chu nightning walked silently in front, and the two apprentices followed.
The teacher thought that he suddenly remembered something and asked: "A burning, the clothes on you and the master... are... what's going on?"
The ink burned for a while, and then I remembered that I and Chu nightning were still wearing auspicious clothes for marriage, for fear of misunderstanding by the teacher, and quickly took it off.
"This... is actually the illusion from before, don't think too much about it, I... "
Halfway through the talk, I looked again and suddenly found that the teacher also had one because he also participated in the ghost marriage of the ghost master, but the style was not the same as the two of them. Coupled with the wear and tear, the original appearance can not be seen.
But anyway, it is also a good suit.
Standing side by side with the teacher like this, I can also imagine that I was holding the teacher's hand at that time, worshiping the world in the illusion of the ghost master, and drinking the cup.
For a while, I couldn't bear to take it off. Just staring at the teacher.
The teacher said with a warm smile: "What's the matter? Half the words."
The ink burned and muttered: "...Nothing."
Chu nightning is in front, a few steps away, and I don't know how many words of their conversation I have heard. At this time, I stopped and turned around.
The sky was already bright, and after a night of ups and downs, the twilight faded away, and a ray of early dawn suddenly appeared on the horizon. The bright red sun was like a tattered and bleeding heart, struggling out from the abyss of the dark night, with a touch of splendor.
Chu nightning stood against the light, standing at the end of the increasingly bright night, standing in the dazzling morning sun.
His wedding dress was bloody, and he stood sideways. The rising sun drew a blurred golden border on the side of his face, making it impossible to see the expression on his face.
Suddenly, the spiritual power output, Jifu was shattered by the powerful force.
The red finely shredded fabric, like the red petals of a fallen flower when the begonia falls, is scattered in the wind suddenly.
The auspicious clothes were broken, revealing the white robe underneath, tumbling in the wind, along with his long jet-black hair.
Blood on shoulders.
Clothes in the wind.
The mottled bloodstains that were injured to protect the burning ink were particularly gorgeous and dazzling on the white robe.
For a long time, Chu nightning sneered and ridiculed: "Mo Weiyu, what can be misunderstood between you and me?"
When he is angry, he will call the ink burning ink rain, and he is cold and polite, and does not take any heat.
The ink burned and choked, and he was blocked and speechless.
Chu nightning smiled and left.
At this time, there was no one in the four fields, and he was walking in front alone, as if the sky and the earth were vague, and he was alone.
With his sneering, angry face, when he got to the inn and closed the door, he couldn't hold back.
Chu nightning gritted his teeth, with a painful look on his face, and raised his hand to touch his shoulder.
The ghost master's sharp claws are the body of a fairy. After all, they are as powerful as Tianwen. His entire shoulder was torn and pulled, but because he was in a hurry to exterminate the evil spirits, he did not deal with it in time. At this moment, it has been infected and festered, and the pain is unbearable.
Standing in the room, taking a breath, Chu nightning wanted to remove the robes on his body, but the blood on his shoulders had congealed, and the clothes and flesh were sticking together, and it hurt badly.
Next door is the burning room. This inn has poor sound insulation. He didn't want people to know.
"Uh… !!"
After a muffled hum, Chu nightning slowly loosened his lips, his lips and teeth were full of blood, he gasped for breath, there was no blood on his face, and cold sweat was all over.
Hanging down his long and thick eyelashes, he trembled slightly, looking at his injuries.
fine.
Still able to handle…
He held the table and sat down slowly. With the clear water and towel that Xiao Er brought, he endured the pain and wiped his wound with his uninjured hand, bit by bit.
A sharp knife digs in and cuts off the carrion.
Then, apply the wound medicine made by Mrs. Wang.
Another person, slowly, with difficulty, wraps himself in gauze.
He was not used to showing weakness in front of people. He has experienced this kind of pain many times, and each time he has endured it alone.
If the beast is injured, he will hide himself and lick the wound, and he sometimes feels that he is the same as those beasts. From now on, he will probably be alone forever.
He knew he wasn't likeable, so he didn't want to beg anyone for help. He had that inexplicable paranoid dignity.
Just when I took off my clothes, a bag fell on the ground.
The red satin embroidered acacia, he took his fingertips that were trembling in pain, and slowly took them apart. Inside were two pieces of tangled blue silk.
He and the ink burned.
Chu nightning was lost for a while. I want to put the kit in front of the candle and burn it together with the ridiculous knot of hair. But in the end, it still couldn't be done.
The knot is a husband and wife, and there is no doubt about the love.
The thin laughter of the golden boy and girl seemed to ring in his ears again.
Knowing some kind of throbbing deep in his heart, he felt even more self-loathing. He clenched the soft bag in his hand and slowly closed his eyes.
He couldn't accept the thought that the ink burned all the time. He wished he could dig out his heart, and then chop up the dirty thoughts in it, cut them off, and throw them away.
What's wrong
Mo Weiyu, should I be thinking about it too? Is there such a respectable teacher? It's really not as good as a beast!
"Dong dong dong."
The door was suddenly knocked, and Chu nightning, who was condemning himself, was shocked, and suddenly raised his eyelids, quickly put the bag in his wide sleeves, and pulled Zhang Jun's face, not angry.
"who?"
"...Master, it's me." There was a sound of ink burning outside, making Chu nightning's heartbeat a little faster, "You open the door."
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