Hachishomon

Tang He sat down in the sky a few feet above the hillside of the Mass Burial Mound, took off the Liuqin behind him and put it on his legs, his eyes were tightly bound by a white belt, and he put his hands on the strings as if he was tuning.

When the first trembling sound of the strings flew out of his hand, Lu Wangchuan knew that this person's title as the number one luthier of the Wuyinmen was by no means a vain name, and the Li Gui who was driven into the ground by him was guided once again. gushes out.

It's just that he never knew that Tang He was actually a blind man who was blind.

"What happened to his eyes?"

Jiang Hongling squatted next to Lu Wangchuan, not daring to act rashly. Looking at the gentle and handsome luthier in the air, she frowned in surprise and said, "Tang He's eyes...what's the matter? He must have fallen into the ghost realm?"

Tang He scratched the Liuqin with his hands for a week, and the clank and string sounds came out like clear springs and flowing water.

Lu Wangchuan frowned. The sound of the piano seemed gentle, but it was actually haunting ghosts. After hearing the sound of his piano, the ghosts rushed out of the ground like moths flying into the flames. cast a net.

Lu Wangchuan raised his hand and swung his sword towards him, but was bounced away by the black mist that suddenly shot out from his body, and almost hurt himself.

Since he kept Deadpool, it was a ghost way.

Two figures flew up from the hillside in a flash.

He Lianxian's face paled a little after seeing the scene of the dead servant summoning the soul on the mass grave, and looked up in disbelief at the man playing the piano in the air and controlling the ghost: "My God...is it really Tang He? His eyes ? Jiang Hua, look..."

☆、Pearl lotuses juxtaposed【[-]】

He Lianxian's face paled a little after seeing the scene of the dead servant summoning the soul on the mass grave, and looked up in disbelief at the man playing the piano in the air and controlling the ghost: "My God...is it really Tang He? His eyes ? Jianghua, look"

Jiang Hua kept watching. He stood on the trunk of a dead tree two steps away from Lu Wangchuan, looking at Tang He with unfathomable eyes, and various emotions flashed across his face like a lantern. It seemed that he was suppressing the strong and pungent anger in his heart, and his suppressed eye sockets were a little red.

"Do you call that blind man Tang He?"

Jiang Hua suddenly sneered angrily: "If he wasn't Tang He, I would have cut your tongue!"

After finishing speaking, he put the jade flute on his lips, and the first sound of the flute rushed out and broke through the stringed sound played by Tang He.

Lu Wangchuan hastily covered his ears, he knew the song Jiang Hua played very well, it was the haunting song 'Coffin' that accompanied him to sleep peacefully for three days.

And now it seems that Jiang Hua still has a little affection for him. The coffin he heard before was only disturbing and harsh, and made people want to die after hearing it. However, the coffin at this time is extremely fierce and powerful. The sound of the flute is like thousands of sharp knives. It is a unique weapon used by the two armies to fight. Even strangers would hear it and disturb their minds. Those with lesser cultivation levels would even disturb their sanity, let alone these lonely ghosts.

Jiang Hua is not 'suppressing the soul' at this time, but 'destroying the soul'!

Jiang Hongling and He Lianxian also hurriedly covered their ears and endured the harsh sound of the flute as if they charged into battle and died together with the enemy.

The howls of ghosts flooded the mass grave, and the group of ghosts couldn't bear the 'coffin' destroyer finally roared furiously, and finally lost their souls.

Jiang Hua, who has lost countless souls, frowned and closed his eyes tightly, and continued to play.

After hearing the sound of the flute, the luthier put his hand on the strings. The sound of the piano stopped, and then he turned his wrist suddenly, and his five fingers scratched the trembling strings like tearing apart a bead curtain!

I thought that Jianghua's flute sound was enough to kill the enemy and break the army, but I didn't expect Tang He to hate him more than him!

This crazy string sound is like a thousand arrows unstoppable, and the ears of those who listen will be cut off!

Lu Wangchuan managed to stabilize his mood, and raised the sword in his hand to point at the star-dimmed sky. The light of the sword cut through the clouds in a flash, finally revealing a few stars.

There are only two people in the world who can play this "coffin", one is Jiang Hua, and the other is Tang He, and Tang He is the composer of "Coffin", even Jiang Hua was taught by him...

The sound of the flute gradually disappeared, and finally only the sound of the piano was left playing Xiaoao Jianghu solo.

Jiang Hua opened his eyes and looked at the man who was still playing the piano. The strong wind scattered all over his body, his sleeves danced wildly, his hair was messy, his eyes were wrapped with a white belt, and his face could not be seen clearly. The ghost qin master who waits is Tang He.

Tang He, who had disappeared for five years.

Tang He forced Jiang Hua's flute sound back, and with a twist of his fingertips, it was time to hit another tune, 'rest in peace'.

The two dead waiters continued to wave their flags to summon their souls.

This "rest" and Jianghua's "hometown" have twists and turns, and they are mourning songs for the dead.

When the two of them drank and drank before the flowers under the moon that day, they made a rather absurd promise when they were too drunk.

"Huh? Tang He, as the saying goes, life is a hundred years, life and death in a blink of an eye. If you and I can neither live in the same year and the same month at the same time, nor can we live and die in the same year, the same month and the same day, you will play a piece of 'rest' for me, and I will play for you. The song 'Hometown' is good, people return to their hometown after death, souls and dreams can rest in peace."

"Okay, it's a deal"

"Well, it's a deal!"

"Ha ha--"

Jiang Hua gritted his teeth and stared at him, the scarlet in his eyes almost dying.

What happened today?Is this song 'Rest in Peace' sending me home? !

"Ziyuan, stop him!"

Jiang Hongling shouted.

Jiang Hua just looked at him and ignored him.

Seeing that Tang He was about to collect the ghost into the soul-calling flag, Lu Wangchuan finally peeled off the clouds on the top, and rushed to the sky with his toes.

The hexagrams of Qiankun appeared in the starry sky in an instant, Lu Wangchuan swiped wildly with his sword, and saw that the stars in the sky were connected to their respective positions to form a star array of 32 eight birth gate houses, and the stars were shining brightly when they met.

Lu Wangchuan turned around and meditated under the eyes of the star map formation, above the mass grave.

In the past, Nie Huayin's soul-sealing formation was completed by him today.

The star array swayed the entire sky in the east wind like daytime, and Jiang Hongling looked up against the fierce wind from top to bottom, only amazed in his heart.

It's a pity that there are still people in the world who can control the Soul Sealing Formation.

Lu Wangchuan slowly raised his hands as if he wanted to lift up the entire sky, his palms circled and circled under the palace, and the soul-sealing star array changed palaces accordingly, and the brilliance became even brighter.

The group of ghosts on the mass grave was shot by the starlight and turned into ashes with a shrill roar.

Jiang Hua, who had been watching silently for a long time, suddenly dodged the sword in He Lianxian's hand, and rushed towards the man who was still playing the piano.

"Take off the fig leaf on your face and let me see who you are!"

Tang He sensed that the sword wind was approaching, and calmly put Liuqin upside down on his back, and suddenly stepped back a few feet to avoid the sharp sword he picked up.

Jiang Hua stabbed this once but stopped moving, standing in the howling wind and looking at him from a distance.

When he was approaching him just now, he could see clearly that the head of the Liuqin was inlaid with a white and shining pearl. If he read it correctly, it was another keepsake of 'Zhulian Bingdi', the pearl bring……

Tens of thousands of ghosts in the mass graves either lost their souls or fled into the underworld, and in an instant they fell into a vast expanse of whiteness. The land is really clean.

Lu Wangchuan stood up and took the top star map into his hand, then swooped down with the long sword in hand.

The two dead waiters who were about to escape carrying the summoning flag were suddenly kicked to the ground by Lu Wangchuan who fell from the sky.

Lu Wangchuan knocked his long sword on his knee and broke it into two pieces. The broken blades in both hands poured deep into Deadpool's chest with internal force.

Deadpool struggled for a moment, and was instantly wiped out.

Tang He, who was far away, suddenly raised his long sleeves, and the two soul-calling flags flew away, one to the south and the other to the east.

"Master Lu!"

Jiang Hongling hurriedly shouted: "The Calling Soul flag has flown away!"

Lu Wangchuan looked at the two summoning flags that melted into the night and disappeared instantly, and instead of chasing either of them, he raised his sword and flew towards Tang He.

He is definitely not the mastermind of the soul summoning, but is the big man behind it Prince Chu or Mujiazhuang? !

Tang He turned around with Liuqin on his back and walked away as silently as when he came, the figure melted into the night.

Jiang Hua reached out to stop Lu Wangchuan and said, "I'll go"

Then he held the jade flute tightly and chased him towards the horizon where he disappeared.

The chaos subsided, and after this battle, Lu Wangchuan also understood that the summoning flag that was flying south just now was going to Mujiazhuang, and the other side was going north...

north?To the north is Chang'an. Chu Huanian was exiled and only left Chang'an today!

"Senior Lu!"

He Lianxian brought the horses of the three of them and rode on them and shouted: "Senior sister and I are going to chase the soul-calling flag flying to Mujiazhuang, will you come?"

Jiang Hongling led the two horses and was waiting for his reply.

There are two soul-calling flags, one is going to Mujiazhuang, the other is going to Chang'an, Lu Wangchuan, where are you going?

Lu Wangchuan still doesn't know that the decision he made tonight will one day make him regret it for the rest of his life.

After thinking for a moment, Lu Wangchuan said, "I'll chase the flag to the north, and I'll take my leave."

Jiang Hongling ran a few steps towards him: "Young Master Lu"

Lu Wangchuan turned around and looked at her: "Is there anything else?"

Jiang Hongling picked up his broken sword on the ground, put it in front of him with both hands, and said with a smile: "It's better to talk than nothing, and you can also defend yourself."

Lu Wangchuan smiled and accepted the broken sword: "Thank you."

Jiang Hongling looked at him for a moment, then suddenly untied the purse tied to his belt, and the streamer in the corner of his eyes swept upwards quickly, then put the purse in his hand, got on the horse and clasped his fists at him, saying: "There will be a period later, take care."

Two figures galloped out of the east wind, Lu Wangchuan thought to himself with the purse in his hand, is this a gift for him?

The disciples of the Helian family are indeed benevolent and righteous.

Lu Wangchuan got on his horse and wanted to see how much money was inside, but when he opened the purse, he found that it was not silver, but golden grains, and a sweet and fragrant smell came out.

Not even gold, but a handful of pine nut candies.

It turned out that the purse he snatched back from the beggar contained pine nut candies.

After a moment of silence, he tucked his purse into his clothes, and rode his horse on a road that was in the opposite direction from them.

From the dense starlight to the thin night, a fast horse rushed to Chang'an in a black shadow.

Instead of taking the official road, he took a wilderness forest road, intending to take a shortcut to find Chu Huanian as soon as possible.

The forest is not dense, but his speed is getting slower and slower.

Lu Wangchuan stopped his horse suddenly, looked up at the few stars left, and the sparse tree shadows around him were particularly deep.

He lost his way. From half an hour ago to now, he has been going around in this night forest. The stars are blurred and he can't tell the direction. He doesn't know where to go for a while.

A figure suddenly appeared in the forest ahead, walking towards him slowly.

Lu Wangchuan pulled out the broken sword and looked at it intently...

"Mr. Wangchuan, where are you going?"

A figure in a peach-colored dress gradually walked out of the darkness, holding a magic whip, looked at him with a smile and said, "Have you lost your way? May I take you for a walk?"

The horse of □□ took a few steps back as if frightened, stamping its hooves around frantically.

It seems that it is not lost, but was put together...

Lu Wangchuan steadied his horse and turned his head to look around. What kind of woods were there, but peach trees.

This woman practiced pure yin and evil kung fu very powerfully. She used the peach blossom formation to form a soul-sealing formation and trapped Duan Chongshu, and almost pulled out his Buddha bone. She was not only yin, but also ruthless.

At this time, the last star in the sky was blown out by the morning wind, Lu Wangchuan jumped off his horse, knowing that although he could still fight her in martial arts, the nine-story progressive peach blossom formation she placed at this time was his No matter what, it's hard to escape.

Since ancient times, martial arts in the world have been divided into yin and yang, and even a pure yang body like Duan Chongshu has been defeated in her peach blossom formation, let alone a slight improvement, and at this time it is Lu Wangchuan who doesn't even have weapons .

Yin and yang restrain each other, his yang cannot restrain her yin.

Liu Sizhui suddenly threw the magic damage whip, but it was not aimed at Lu Wangchuan, but at his horse.

The horse was wrapped around its throat by her and then thrown aside casually. The horse that should have fallen to the ground disappeared out of thin air the moment she threw it, as if it had fallen into another time and space.

Lu Wangchuan asked blankly, "What do you want?"

Liu Sizhui smiled and said: "I just want to warn you not to act rashly, your formation will not work in my Taohuawu, don't pretend to be smart and ask for trouble, there are mazes everywhere here, if you don't want to be trapped forever, just be obedient Listen to me"

Lu Wangchuan laughed: "Listen, if you have something to say, please tell me."

At this time, the ground suddenly trembled slightly. He looked down and found a crack opened under his feet, tearing the ground a big hole.

"jump down"

Liu Si chased.

Lu Wangchuan glanced at the unfathomable center of the earth in the crack, and sneered: "If I kill you, can I break open your Taohuawu?"

Liu Sizhui was about to speak, when his expression suddenly changed, he looked behind him and said, "Duan Chongshu?"

Lu Wangchuan immediately turned his head to look, but saw that there was no one behind him, and realized that it was too late when he was about to unleash his sword.

Liu Sizhui took advantage of the moment he turned his head to wrap his ankles with the magic damage whip, and then pulled him back, throwing him into the crack in the ground!

Lu Wangchuan inserted the broken sword into the cliff-like fault in the center of the earth, and there is a bottomless hell below.

Liu Sigui chanted the incantation, and the split ground began to slowly move closer.

Lu Wangchuan hesitated between being trapped to death or letting go, and then let go of his hand and chose the latter.

There is still a way to survive if you fall into the underworld, and if you are sandwiched into a meat pie, you will really become a meat pie...

Jiang Hongling and He Lianxian rushed to Mu's Village in the early morning of the next day, and at the foot of the mountain, they had already seen black smoke filling the mountain, but they didn't expect that Mu's Village would turn into such a miserable situation overnight.

In ancient times, there was a torch of Afang, but now, Mujiazhuang is full of remnants.

It seems that someone set off a big fire, and the fire burned down the entire mountaintop, including the Mu Family Villa. At this time, the fire was still on, and there were charred corpses lying among the broken logs. Seemingly desolate and dead, at this time Mujiazhuang has turned into a cemetery, without a trace of vitality.

Seeing the tragic situation in front of them, the two of them stood silently at the gate of Mu's Village for a long time, then stepped on the charred corpse and broken logs and walked in.

He Lianxian whispered out of awe of the dead: "Senior sister, did we make a mistake? Could it be that the Mu family village made ghost soldiers, but someone set the blame?"

The Mu family’s always magnificent and majestic altar was also burned at this time, leaving only a high platform in the middle of the huge open space.

Jiang Hongling picked up a scorched and unrecognizable soul-calling flag on the ground, and said, "It's true that it's the Mujiazhuang who made ghost soldiers, but..."

"Just what?"

Jiang Hongling sighed and said, "Look at the blood curse runes on the sacrificial platform. They used their own family members to sacrifice blood to command the ghost soldiers."

He Lianxian looked up on the high platform, only seeing the blood curse runes all over the floor and a few broken chains.

Jiang Hongling went up to the high platform and squatted down to study these blood curses, and found that these were not blood sacrifice runes, but a spell that reversed the blood sacrifice, that is to say, the person who was sacrificed by the blood sacrifice reversed the blood sacrifice and turned all the Mu family members except herself into blood sacrifice... …

It's such a trick to transfer flowers and plants, and it's also...a heart of hatred.

Standing on the high platform, Jiang Hongling looked into the distance, and found that the Mu family who had been sacrificed by blood not only sent everyone in the Mu Family Manor to ghost food, but also set up the entire Mu Family Manor as a large formation, with this high platform at the center of the formation.

She seemed to be able to see the turmoil in Mujiazhuang last night...

In the raging flames, the bloody and bruised man on the high platform looked at the group of ghosts devouring the Mu family indifferently. All living creatures and dead souls are sealed in the Great Sealing Formation, and they are all burned.

"...You once said that one of the people expelled by the Nine Micro Sect was from Mujiazhuang?"

"Well, senior sister thinks he destroyed the Mu family village?"

Jiang Hongling shook his head, and said: "There is no coincidence in this world, only the mechanism did everything on purpose."

☆, Sansheng burial place [[-]]

Jiang Hua followed Tang He for a whole night, and followed him back to Jinshui Town, a small town in Gusu where he set off three days ago, when he suddenly disappeared among the crowd.

The blindfolded man carrying a Liuqin should be very eye-catching, but Jiang Hua asked many people, and they all said that they had never seen a blind luthier, and they had never heard of it.

He was sulking while standing on the street where people were coming and going. Unexpectedly, the moonlight caught a glimpse of blue clothes flashing by the lake not far away, and then walked into the alley.

I ran over and took a look, and found that the alley was a dead end. There were two dogs sleeping in the messy and narrow alley, not to mention people, not even ghosts.

The aunt on the pavement under the weeping willows by the lake called him to buy fruit. He walked over and picked up a lychee from the stall, and asked, "Where did the person who bought the fruit just now go? The one who was carrying a piano and was blindfolded." "

The aunt didn't seem to remember the guest she sent away just now, she thought for a while in doubt before remembering: "Oh, are you talking about that blind man?"

According to what she said, that man would occasionally buy some seasonal fruits from her stall, and he didn't live in the town, he seemed to live in a Baishui village under the town.

Before Jiang Hua could finish her sentence, he threw the litchi at her and left.

There are several villages under Jinshui Town, among which Baishui Village is the most remote one with well-developed waterways and impassable land roads, so it took another day for Jianghua to find Baishui Village.

A small courtyard located on the mountainside is far away from the villages at the foot of the mountain, and the winding mountain road leads to the secluded depths in the dense forest.

There are two thatched cottages and a small courtyard. In the courtyard, children hanging around are laughing and playing. Seeing Tang He come back, they all surround him.

"Sir is back"

cried an older boy.

Tang He put the bag of lychees he bought back on the stone table in the yard, without saying a word, patted the boy's head, and went back to his room.

Several children were dividing up those fresh and sweet lychees in the yard, and the peels fell to the ground.

It was already night when Jiang Hua found this place, pushed open the short fence gate, and saw through at a glance that the children in the courtyard were not living people, but dead souls.

The children obviously didn't expect that there would be a stranger visiting. They all screamed when they saw him, and then rushed under the table, throwing the lychees in their hands on the ground.

Jiang Hua glanced at a pile of undamaged lychees spread out on the table. They couldn't afford these guns, and the lychees that fell on the ground were just sacrifices, a pile of phantoms.

The slightly older boy with full horns showed his sharp nails and bravely rushed towards him.

"Don't you stinky Taoist priests catch us!"

Jiang Hua blocked the jade flute in front of his eyes, and said coldly: "Do you want to lose your soul? Get out of the way"

The boy was afraid of the magical weapon in his hand that was full of spirit-purifying spirits, and avoided it.

Jiang Hua walked to a thatched hut in the middle, raised his leg and kicked open the door.

There is nothing in the simple room except for a dilapidated table and a bed. On the table facing the door is a beautifully crafted Liuqin that is out of place with the surroundings, and the strings are constantly vibrating.

When Jiang Hua kicked the door, he was standing by the table, with his hands on the strings of the piano, as if to appease it.

"...Is it looking for me?"

Jiang Hua leaned against the door frame, raised the jade flute in his hand that resonated with the Liuqin, and said with a sneer, "Although you are dirty, the piano is still good."

Tang He slightly tilted his head in his direction, as if trying to distinguish his voice.

Jiang Hua put away the jade flute, gritted his teeth and walked towards him step by step: "They all said that you will destroy the Wuyinmen. I didn't believe it at first, but now you tell me what's going on? Talk!"

Tang He's eyes were covered, and all his emotions, joys, sorrows, and joys were also hidden. When he sensed his approach, he slowly backed away.

"Hide from me?"

Jiang Hua narrowed his eyes, and suddenly tried to grab his collar.

Tang He picked up a wooden stick leaning against the corner of the table and pushed his hand away, and moved his toes a few steps away from him.

His wrist was bruised and purple from this stick, and Jiang Hua walked towards him resolutely: "Are you really blind or fake blind? Don't f**king hide it for me!"

He changed his footwork and approached him, walking like a dragon moving a phantom, and his speed was unpredictable, he cornered Tang He and then attacked him to tear off the leucorrhea on his face!

The moment the leucorrhea landed on the ground, Tang He suddenly raised his sleeves to cover his face, and turned to face the corner to show his back, as if he was ashamed to let him see his current appearance.

Jiang Hua froze in place, all the anger and hostility in his body disappeared when he saw his face...

He could see clearly just now that this person was indeed the handsome Tang He five years ago, but his eyes were really crippled now.

Although he took a glimpse, he saw that his eyes were red, and his eyelids that were seeping blood covered a pair of empty eye sockets. His eyeballs had been gouged out, leaving only a pair of eye sockets oozing blood.

"……your eyes"

Jiang Hua suddenly grabbed his shoulders and pressed him against the wall as if he was crazy, forcing him to face himself: "What's wrong with your eyes? Talk!"

Tang He turned his head to avoid his gaze, pursed his bloodless lips tightly, and remained silent.

"Sir, he can't speak!"

A girl ran in and pushed Jiang Hua away, and opened her arms to block Tang He: "Mister can't see and can't speak, don't bully him!"

The rest of the children also stood in front of Tang He, staring at him angrily.

Jiang Hua once again seized, can't see, can't say?

What happened to him...

Tang He picked up the leucorrhea on the ground to cover his eyes, patted the girl on the shoulder, and signed a few times with a gentle manner.

The girl nodded, turned around and told Jiang Hua: "Mr. said he didn't recognize you, and told you to leave quickly."

Jiang Hua was very emotional, and approached again furiously when he heard the words: "Don't recognize me? Can't he see my appearance and hear my voice?!"

Unexpectedly, the little girl burst into tears, as if she had been greatly insulted and angry: "You are so rude! Sir, his five senses are blocked, and he can't hear your voice!"

The five senses are blocked... If a person's five senses are sealed, he is no different from a dead person. You stand in front of him, but he doesn't know who is in front of him, or even who is in front of him. He cannot hear, see, or speak. The whole world is nothing to him.

"...You ask him, do you still remember Jiang Hua?"

The little girl wiped away her tears, held Tang He's hand, and wrote the word 'Jianghua' on his palm.

Tang He suddenly withdrew his hand and shook his head.

Jiang Hua walked towards him: "Don't remember? I think you clearly remember!"

The Liuqin on the table flew into Tang He's hands out of thin air, and Tang He casually plucked a string.

Jiang Hua stopped on the ground and quickly covered his ears, but Tang He played the 'Requiem' to deal with him!

Tang He turned the Liuqin upside down, swept his sleeves, gathered the dead souls of several children into his sleeves, and flew away through the roof.

Jiang Hua chased him to the courtyard and watched him disappear beside the hook of the crescent moon in an instant.

"Tang He! No matter whether you are human, ghost, deaf or blind, I will find you!"

The three-life burial ground, the past life, the present life, the next life, the seven emotions and six desires, the world of mortals.

Letting go of the world of mortals, dirt, flesh and mortal womb, and letting go of obsessions can become a Buddha.

What Sansheng burial place turned out to be a gate building.

Lu Wangchuan looked at the towering and majestic Dayi Gate in front of him. It was not very solemn and exquisite, but there was a red lantern hanging on the cornices on both sides, with the words "Three Lives" on the right and "burial ground" on the left. Lingong is located in this void, and behind the door is still nothingness, like a mirror, a mirage.

Surrounded by endless darkness, Lu Wangchuan stood in the darkness in front of the Dayi Gate, and felt that he had nowhere to go except to step into the Dayi Gate leading to the burial site of Sansheng.

The deathly silent Dayi Gate suddenly moved. Inside the door frame was like a still lake blown by the wind, rippling slightly, as if someone was writing with a pen invisibly, and a few lines of large characters slowly emerged from top to bottom——

Sansheng was buried under the bodhi, and ten miles of flowers were buried in the ten li burial ground. If you want to know the secret realm of the past life, Sansheng's burial ground will be visited once.

Lu Wangchuan glanced around, raised the broken sword in his hand and threw it in.

The broken sword shook for a moment as if it had escaped into the water, and then disappeared.

If you want to know the secret mirror of your past life, walk around the burial ground of Sansheng...

Lu Wangchuan turned around and wanted to leave, but he didn't want to know at all.

"You really don't want to know, Mr. Wangchuan?"

A familiar voice rang in his ears, but there was no one around.

Lu Wangchuan asked: "Is it still a person?"

The devil smiled: "You think right, I am in the burial ground of Sansheng, this is my true knowledge"

Lu Wangchuan twitched the corners of his lips: "You brought me here, do you want me to go in and accompany you?"

The Demon Lord said: "The owner of the Sansheng burial place is the Sansheng Patriarch. I have no right to lead you here. You came here because you thought of it. If you don't want to spy on the past lives buried here, I can't lead you here." You, the burial place of three lives enters from the heart"

"... There is a lot of nonsense, my previous life was buried in the Wangchuan River, not the burial place of three lives"

"I didn't say whose past life you want to find back"

Suddenly a gust of fierce wind entangled Lu Wangchuan's hands and feet and sent him to the Dayi Gate behind him.

Lu Wangchuan quickly nailed his legs, and pulled against the gang wind wrapped around his limbs.

Is this preparation for forced persecution?

"You should have come in 500 years ago, what are you still struggling with!"

The voice of the demon lord intensified and surrounded his ears, and then the wind became stronger, retreating towards the Sansheng burial ground as if trying to uproot him.

Even if he wants to explore the secret mirror of his past life, he is unwilling to be thrown into the burial ground of three lives and become a living dead!

Lu Wangchuan used his whole body's true energy and internal strength to push forward, and his flesh and blood were excruciatingly painful as being blown apart by the strong wind. As long as he did not give in, the strong wind would blow away his flesh and blood, and he could only stay The next bone.

"If you let me in, I will go in? What are you!"

"I entered the burial place for you, brother Huayin, it's been more than 500 years, shouldn't you give me back my freedom?!"

Lu Wangchuan's eyes shook suddenly, brother Huayin?He really is Mr. Xiao!

The strong wind all over his body was suddenly dispersed by a burst of true energy, and the great force holding him suddenly disappeared, and Lu Wangchuan knelt on the ground powerlessly.

Dressed in white, he suddenly appeared in the thick dark night, and Duan Chongshu walked quickly with a folding fan in his hand.

"Even if it's 1000 years, you can only stay here!"

Duan Chongshu has never shown such a fierce look, he threw away the folding fan and swept towards the Dayi Gate, which suddenly disappeared.

The Dayi Gate disappeared, but Xiao Junzi's true knowledge did not disappear, he leaned into Lu Wangchuan's ear and said, "Don't follow him, he is watching you, not protecting you"

Lu Wangchuan gritted his teeth and wanted him to shut up. Of course, he could see that Duan Chongshu would definitely help him every time he was in danger. It was not just to protect him, nor was it to monitor him, but to control him.

Like a parent who disciplines his children, he can turn a blind eye to small troubles on weekdays, but when a little bit of etiquette is violated, he will not hesitate to intervene, and even punish and admonish him. It turns out that in the past few years, He has been living under the control of Duan Chongshu. He monitors himself so respectfully, what is he guarding against him?

Thinking of Cailian Lake in Jinshui Town leaving without saying goodbye a few days ago, Lu Wangchuan realized at this time that it was not he who let him be free, but a free man. He is like a kite that will never be free. Even if he flies high, he is tightly held by others. On the line, restrained, restricted, the sky is high, the earth is wide, the sea is wide and the fish is deep, but he is not free like being locked in an iron cage.

Duan Chongshu, like the four elders of the Nine Micro Sect, just wanted to bind him tightly with order and a framework, not to allow him to be free, let alone to be presumptuous.

"Don't go back to Penglai Mountain with me, is this the place you want to come?"

Duan Chongshu walked in front of him, a bit of anger welled up on his usually calm and peaceful face.

Lu Wangchuan looked into his eyes, not grateful, but with strange anger and grievance...

Why don't you go back to Penglai Mountain?Why didn't you let me go with you a month ago?Now I have no place to go, but you come to ask me, why don't you go back to Penglai Mountain with you? !

Mount Penglai is the place where gods live, why should I!

My fate has always been decided by you, you sent me to Jiuwei Sect, where you let me suffer humiliation, just to discipline and restrain me, so why do you!

Lu Wangchuan actually regretted why he didn't go into Sansheng's burial ground honestly, at least that was his choice, even if he had to pay the price of life after life, he was still free, not ordered, guided, or even forced.That was the path he chose, his freedom—

"Do you regard me as Nie Huayin? Master"

Lu Wangchuan showed a sneering smile, not sure if he was mocking him or himself.

☆, Sansheng burial place [[-]]

Lu Wangchuan showed a sneering smile, not sure if he was mocking him or himself.

The devil whispered in his ear again, if you leave with him, you will only be under his control forever, and you will not be free. Is that what you want?Mr. Wangchuan.

of course not……

Lu Wangchuan left him behind and ran towards the boundless darkness.

See how ruthless he is--

Xiao Junzi's voice sounded again, but he said to Duan Chongshu, "Look at how ruthless he is, you have been trapped in the burial ground for three lives for 500 years, sent him to cleanse his karma and be reborn as a human being, so as to prevent him from repeating the same mistakes. Planning the way forward, but now he hates you, annoys you, annoys you, is he the same as Nie Huayin in his previous life? Is he as ruthless as Nie Huayin? He has seen the mirror of his previous life, but he is still indifferent to you... Mr. Wangchuan is a devil, a devil with a heart of stone, why don't you let him go?"

Duan Chongshu waved away the wisp of true knowledge that was haunting his ears, and looked at Lu Wangchuan's receding figure with a wry smile on his face.

Let him go?Make him a demon?Then what's the point of him sending him back to reincarnation?

He can let him go and let him become a demon, but the position of Shenzong in the Taoist family cannot tolerate the way of demons. So far, he has made a secret agreement with the ancestor of the third life to take charge of the secret orders of the mountains and rivers. How can he eliminate all the people in the world, and only keep him alone.

How can he be allowed to become a demon and be punished by the world.

Lu Wangchuan ran around like a headless fly, Xiao Junzi's true knowledge lingered in his ears all the time.

"I'll help you get rid of him"

Xiao Junzi said: "Do you see the ray of light in front of you? If I tell you to dance, you can just jump...jump!"

Lu Wangchuan gritted his teeth and jumped into the light.

When his whole body was immersed in the light, someone grabbed his shoulder suddenly. Lu Wangchuan pulled back, instead of shaking off Duan Chongshu's hand, he pulled him in instead.

After falling to the ground, Lu Wangchuan stood up and looked around, realizing that he had revisited his old place.

There is still a human skeleton sitting under the big thick banyan tree, and the vast expanse of grass is covered with green and fine grass, with green waves turning up with the breeze.

This is not a good place.

Without Xiao Junzi's guidance, Lu Wangchuan knew where he should go.

Duan Chongshu followed him into the Chaos Realm, a place he was familiar with where the demons were exiled.

Lu Wangchuan walked up the hill quickly, but was suddenly stopped by him.

"It's still too late to go out, I'll split the sky..."

Lu Wangchuan interrupted him casually, and asked with a smile, "What about you? Are you waiting for 180 years?"

After finishing speaking, he shook off him again: "You have enough of me, master"

Duan Chongshu caught up with him and grabbed his shoulder, saying: "After I go out, I will never care about you, let alone interfere with you, and you will never see me again. This is not the place you should stay."

Lu Wangchuan looked at him calmly: "Whether I should go or not, why is it up to you? Why didn't you agree when I was stalking you and wanted to go with you? You are happy to take over the dog who is shouting and beating. Are you pitying me? I said goodbye to you in Jinshui Town picking lake lotus that day. Didn’t you realize it? No, you didn’t go back to find me. Now? Now, once I step into you You stopped the so-called forbidden area, you are indeed saving me...but I can no longer bear your kindness."

The breakup with him at Cailian Lake in Jinshui Town that day was actually a farewell. Lu Wangchuan wanted to create an understatement with him, which was the least like a farewell and a farewell. Heaviness, as well as those buried past lives, the "Yuhuayin Book" engraved on the Sansheng Stone all told that this man could not be left by his side, and he also appeared in front of him as the law enforcement officer of the order of the universe, mountains and rivers. By his side, but what caused him to become a demon for a day, and only for life after life, were those secret orders of the mountains and rivers, the law of the order of the universe.

Lu Wangchuan couldn't tolerate the inequality and confrontation between them, so he could only escape.

After Jin Shuizhen said goodbye, he had already prepared to see him again, to put away all the past, whether it was the past life or the present life, and only treat him as a law enforcement officer, and he is a