The picture scroll lit up again. It was a rainy morning. Sitting in the meditation room with guilt, twisting the star and moon bodhi beads in his hand, he muttered the Buddhist scriptures in his mouth. Suddenly, a halo flickered at the door. He didn't look back, but a wooden fish fell and sighed, "Awake?"
The ink burned back and saw that Chu nightning was standing outside the door, and the figure of Qing Jun seemed to melt into the thin sky.
"Why does Shizun still save me?"
"The Temple of No Mercy, no blood can be seen."
"… "
"You have already proved yourself, and I understand what you mean. Go down the mountain by yourself. From now on, don't come back."
Chu nightning did not go to pick up any luggage, he looked at the familiar back in the incense candle Buddha sound, and said for a while: "Master."
Master.
Then say what? Don't let it go? Thank you Daen
The gauze on his chest was still soaked with blood, the knife was pulled out, but his heart still throbbed.
After nearly fifteen years of trust, he finally got a sinful sentence, "I want your spiritual core." That's all. For fifteen years, he has always thought that sin is the most benevolent and kind, and will worry about plants and ants. He always thought that the whole world was as peaceful and stable as Lin'an City and the Upper Xiu Realm.
But it was all fake, and it was a guilt that lied to him.
This is a calamity that is ten million times more painful than the fragmentation of the spiritual nucleus.
Chu nightning closed his eyes, and finally, he said to him: "Let's say goodbye... Master."
He left all his tenderness, trust, and innocence in this solemn monastery. Those things were given to him by guilt, but they were later taken away with the broken spiritual core and the rush of blood.
He turned away.
"I know he will hate me, even if I follow him down the mountain, this hurdle in his heart will never be overcome." Guigui whispered, "I let him go, and from then on he left an unkind, unrighteous, unrighteous person in his mind. The image of selfishness and affection, he no longer recognizes me, and I have no face to pretend to be his master."
"At that time, not long after his birthday, he was fifteen years old. Fifteen years of duckweed fate, spring, summer, autumn and winter, joys and sorrows, from that day on, never looked back."
Guilt was sweeping the steps in the courtyard, the leaves turned from green to withered yellow, and finally there was no trace of life on the branches, and it was another year of winter snow falling.
The monk, wrapped in a thick robe, stood under the eaves, squinting at the snow.
His face is still young, but his eyes show an old-fashioned look. Like all ordinary people who are getting old, he likes to be in a daze. As long as he sits for a while, he will unconsciously fall asleep.
"I am already very old, two hundred years old, and the things of my youth have slowly faded in my mind, but I remember more and more clearly the years when Wanning was by my side. Is this the kind of feeling I'm worried about... But what kind of elder am I? I'm just a butcher without courage."
Gui Gui said: "The yin qi in my body is getting thinner and thinner, and atonement, I probably have no hope in this life. I don't want to go anywhere anymore, I can't retreat in the Wubei Temple all day long. The best looking one, take it to the ghost world, and send it to Chu Xun as usual."
"I've never been a broad-minded person, so I can only do a little bit in the end. If I have too much, I won't be able to do it well. When I encounter a choice, I don't know right or wrong. I plan to live like this. Until one day -In my yard, someone suddenly came."
It was late at night, and the door was hurriedly knocked.
Guilty got up and opened the door, suddenly stunned.
"… It's you?!"
The ink burned behind and immediately saw the man's face.
It is Chu nightning.
Chu nightning looked very anxious and his face was very bad. The strangest thing was that he was only wearing a thin summer shirt in the cold winter and twelfth lunar month.
The first reaction of the ink burned was that he gave the coat to a refugee who was about to freeze to death, but then he found out that it was not. The trapped beast, who was cornered to a dead end, without saying a word, handed it over to a mantra incense burner.
The words of guilt were stuck in the throat, and finally only one question was asked: "You... What's the matter?"
"My mana can't support it for too long, and I can't explain it to the master one by one." Chu nightning's speech was very fast, "This incense burner is very important, I really don't know who to give it to, there are too many unknowns in this world, I I don't know what 'he' will become in the future, and I don't know who can survive and protect this secret, so I can only bother you."
"...What are you talking about? Are you sick?"
Guilty didn't react, but the ink burning standing next to him hummed his head, and his eyes were dark! He suddenly realized what was wrong with "Chu Wanning".
pierced ears! !
This Chu nightning has an ear hole on his left ear and wears a small scarlet earring, like a small cinnabar.
It's just a tiny detail, but it makes the ink burn like a thunder and can't speak anymore.
This is not Chu Wanning at all... Or, this is not the Chu Wanning of this world at all!
He... He came from a previous life, from the era of Emperor Stepping Immortal, otherwise he would never have had this mark. Mo Ran clearly remembers that this earring is made of his own spirit blood, and it is attached to the curse, which will make Chu nightning more sensitive to his touch and aggression.
Can't go wrong! !
He can even clearly recall how he was full of coquettish thoughts at that time, made this nail, and then when Chu Wanning was absent-minded, he fiercely licked his left ear while feeling the bottom of his body. The man trembled and released, while Chu nightning spasmed and trembled, he could not help but pierce his earlobe with a needle.
Chu nightning was groaning, frowning and holding the quilt, but he couldn't get rid of the man who was lying on him.
"Does it hurt?"
He licked the fine blood dripping from the tip of his ear, his eyes flashing with light.
"Is it pain or irritation?"
The ear acupuncture pierced in and broke the soft flesh, like another degree of conquest of this person. It always hurts when a foreign body pierces the flesh, no matter what it is.
Seeing that Chu Wanning was sobbing and trembling in pain, the ink burned and felt more and more hot and excited. He rubbed Chu Wanning's chin, and he came over and kissed himself hot and wet, while breathing:
"It's just an earring, why are you shaking?"
He asked the question knowingly, and with the force of his hand, he rudely pierced the earlobe with the needle, without pity, fierce and rude.
"Look, it pierced you." He stroked the earrings that Chu night Ning put on, and said dumbly, "It went in."
"… "
"It is in your flesh and blood, and you are mine from now on."
- Chu nightning in the past life, came to the world of this life.
This cognition made Mo Ran's heart skip a beat. His scalp was numb and his eyes were dim. He just felt that he couldn't even breathe. He stared at all this in front of him.
He tried hard to concentrate and listen to the conversation between Chu Wanning and Huaigui, but the stimulation was too great. He had no way to return to his senses immediately. He only vaguely knew what Chu nightning said to Huaigui, from time to time in his ears. The ground floated into the broken words of "the gate of life and death in time and space", "forbidden art of destruction" and "unstoppable".
He saw Guilty slumped down on the chair suddenly, his face sallow and his eyes narrowed.
"How do you prove that what you say is true?"
"... It can't be proved." In the end, Mo Ran heard that Chu nightning said, "I can only ask the master to believe me."
"...this is ridiculous. You say you came from another world through the gate of life and death, and in that world, there is a man called Tread... Tread..."
"Treading Xianjun."
"There is an immortal who is destroying the sky and destroying the earth, almost subverting the entire world of self-cultivation. You discovered his secret, so you tried your best to open the door of life and death and come to this world? In order to rewrite everything?"
"It's not a rewrite, it's a stop. If it goes on like this, they will master the spell of life and death sooner or later, and it's not just our world that will end at that time." Chu nightning paused, his eyes reflecting the dim candlelight, " No one can escape."
"It's absurd," murmured guilty. "How could it be possible... it's just... nonsense..."
Chu nightning is looking at the water leak in front of the gate of sin from time to time. He is holding the time, and his eyes gradually become anxious: "Even if the master doesn't believe it at the moment, he will understand it later. Before that, please only seal this incense burner. In the cave of Dragon Blood Mountain, I set the most crucial magic spell in the incense burner, let it slowly evaporate inside, the master doesn't need to care about it. The only thing to do is... "
Guilty raised his head, almost looking at a lunatic, with a dreamy look, looking at Chu Wanning.
"The only thing to do is, don't let anyone get close to the Dragon Blood Mountain cave. Until the master believes what I said, find a way to bring the 'me' of this world and the person named Mo Ran to the Dragon Blood Mountain— For the next thing, the magic spell in the incense burner has been arranged, so there is no need to worry."
Guigui moved his lips weakly, as if he wanted to say something, but a shrill whistle suddenly came from outside the window.
This kind of whistle sound is exactly the same as the sound made when Stepping Immortal Monarch disappeared.
When Chu nightning heard this movement, his face became paler and paler, and he was almost anxiously staring at the guilty eyes: "Please, except you, no one in this world can help me, and there is no other person to entrust. "
Hearing the word entrusted, Gui Gui was stunned.
In his pupils, it seems that all of a sudden there is the turbidity and vicissitudes of an old man.
Finally he took the censer and nodded slightly.
The whistle grew louder. Chu nightning looked back at the night outside the window, and then said to Guigui: "Please, the master must guard the cave of Longxueshan, and if there is a stepping fairy in the world, or... as I said, there is a ghost world. When the sky splits, the situation will definitely change - at that time, the master should be sure that what I said today is definitely not false."
The whistle was so piercing that it almost tore the eardrums.
Chu nightning turned around and ran into the night, and finally only had time to take a deep look at the sin. He originally wanted to do the master-disciple ceremony, but he stopped halfway through raising his hand. He closed his eyes and closed his eyes.
At that moment, I didn't know where the courage came from, I stood up abruptly and shouted to Chu Wanning: "You... do you know what I have done? Didn't I do the same thing to you in that world? ?... You won't trust me anymore!"
Chu nightning just shook his head, his face was blurred in the night.
"Master..." His figure was getting further and further away, "I don't have time... Please, think of a way..."
"No matter what method you use, this matter is too important. Please persuade me to listen to your words and let me come to Dragon Blood Mountain with him."
He was finally gone.
The night was dark, and the stars permeated the water.
Chasing out of the yard with guilt, only to see a flash in the distance that is heavier than the night, Chu nightning has disappeared, only the incense burner in his hand is still there, full of spiritual power, which is firmly held by him In the palm of his hand, he confirmed that all this was not a dream he made.
The scene in front of the ink burned violently, and the scenes I saw before were scattered like an avalanche, the bricks and tiles were broken, and there were many.
"He said that no matter what method is used, it can be done, but what can be done?" he sighed with sin, "he has long since stopped trusting me and avoided me. Besides, I still have reservations in my heart, and I can't be sure of all this. Is it a conspiracy?"
"It wasn't until the sky of Caidie split and Ning passed away that I made up my mind after resurrecting him to repair the book with him."
"I thought about that letter several times, because I didn't know how powerful the people behind the scenes were, so I didn't dare to tell the truth in the letter. I really have no other excuse to ask him. Besides, he is powerful, and he is the ultimate jade of death and life. Elder Heng is an important position. It is impossible for me to force him to leave. In the end, I think that his spiritual core has not been completely repaired over the years, which is probably very inconvenient. I will use this as an excuse to invite him to visit Longxueshan. "
"But I lied to him for fourteen years. So no matter how earnest my words were, he still didn't want to believe me..."
A long sigh, the voice almost lost.
"I have been waiting. Just like when I imprisoned him on the mountain nearly 20 years ago, I came to him every day, hoping that he would change. Later, I also went to Longxue Mountain to look for him every day, hoping that he would come back. "
"It would be great if he could give me another chance."
The old monk's old voice was like a broken paper kite, fluttering far away: "My time is really short, and I know I can't wait too long. So in the end, I made this scroll. Among them, I am in every possible way. After thinking about it, after changing it several times, I put in a little bit of memory that I didn't want to put in. But I'm a coward after all, this scroll, I don't really want him to see it when I'm alive... I can't stand his sad eyes. He When I was fourteen, I had seen enough of those eyes."
"So, Wan Ning..." He sighed softly, as if a heavy burden fell, "When you see this place, I... should have passed away."
"I am still very selfish. In order not to see you hate me, I only dare to give you the whole truth before I leave, and to the child you called Mo Ran. I'm sorry, that year, Master was wrong. You are a living person, always have been."
Guilty paused for a while, then suddenly hoarse, he said the last words left in the world.
"Young Master Chu, can you forgive me?"
With a voice of Chu Gongzi, I don't know if it is Dao and Chu Wanning a hundred years later, or Dao and Chu Xun a hundred years ago.
After the sound was over, the wind suddenly picked up, and countless fragments of memory were like Hao Xue, like fluffy flakes, and they passed by one after another. Those two hundred years of crime and punishment, fourteen years of joy and sorrow, all intersect at this moment—
The child is smiling: "You are one to one, and I are one to one. What blooms in the water? The lotus blooms in the water."
The young man is arguing: "I don't know how to save others, so how can I save myself. This immortal, I don't care if I don't cultivate."
In the end, the phoenix eyes closed: "Let's say goodbye... Master."
All of these hazel hazels alternated over and over again, like a revolving lantern flashing, and when the light was the brightest, the back of the sinful and sinister appeared in front of the ink, and before the desk, carved the last stroke for the god wood.
The evening bell rang.
"Just call you, Chu nightning."
At the end of the sound, the waves surged, and the ink burned up and down in this frenzied memory, and then was suddenly pushed out of the memory scroll and fell on the gravel ground in front of the Longxueshan cave.
Time passes by in different ways inside and outside the scroll. At this moment, the world is at dusk again. The sky and the earth are full of red and magnificent, and the sunset is peaceful. The ink burned down, as if returning to the night many years ago, with sin and blood on the wood, and there was a child named Chu Wanning in the world.
He lay on the ground, his eyes out of focus.
"Master... Wanning..."
He finally knew why Chu Wanning was such a strong person, why he was crying in his arms at that time, he finally knew.
It's just that the price of knowing is too great, like a thousand knives.
Is it all his fault
It was the fault of the emperor who stepped on the Immortal Emperor in the previous life. Chu nightning has been trying his best to prevent him from messing up the world in two lifetimes.
Chu nightning's spiritual core has been dug.
Brother Ben, who saved his life in front of Wubei Temple.
It's not a human... it's the spirit of the divine wood...
Every blow is like a stone falling, and only one piece of truth can make people’s bones and bones shatter, and their flesh and blood are blurred, not to mention so many pieces piled up in one place.
The ink burned for a moment, and I felt that I was lying on the ground, and the bones all over my body seemed to be broken, and I couldn't do anything anymore.
All messed up.
He turned his eyes and saw Chu Wanning who was sitting on the side with his eyes closed and silent. Suddenly, regrets gathered into bones, love and love became flesh, and pain became blood. The desire to protect this person, let him struggle from extreme hardship and confusion, and escape from the quagmire.
He stood up slowly and walked to Chu Wanning.
Chu nightning opened his eyes and looked at him.
Neither of them spoke first.
Finally, Mo Ran leaned over and hugged him: "Master, Shenmu or people, as long as you still want me..." He endured, but still choked up, "I have always..."
How are they
stand beside him
He doesn't deserve it.
So he finally said with inferiority and pain: "I will always stand in front of you."
I can't accompany you, I can't be worthy of you, I'm so mean and dirty, destroying the world, but you are pure and white.
I can't stand by your side, Wanning.
Let me stand in front of you and shield you from blood and sharp knives.
until the day of death.