Hachishomon

Tian Mozi is Duan Chongshu's protective shikigami, so his magical power should not be underestimated. Lu Wangchuan is not invincible to him, but Chu Huanian is a little bit behind, and ordinary people don't want to hurt him, let alone the shikigami of the archmage. The killer is here, even if Lu Wangchuan is such a ruthless bastard, he is not a wolf-hearted man, and he still has reservations when forcing him back step by step with the Fengchen sword that sealed the bodhizi in his hand.

Although the magic power of Tianmozi is profound, Lu Wangchuan and Fengchenjian have cultivated the realm of the unity of human and sword. Moreover, Fengchenjian is an ancient divine sword with sealed magic power. strength, it is inevitable that he will lose to him.

Tang He's departure also took away the dark night enchantment of Sanlizhuang, and a young man in white fell down from the midair of the clear blue sky.

Tian Mozi was hit in the center by the hilt of his sword, and fell to the ground from a high altitude. He suffered internal injuries and was unable to get up for a while.

A black figure flew down beside him like a falcon, Lu Wangchuan held the sword, the edge of the sword shone with cold light.

"...my senior brother is just a badass demon, I want to take him away, I'm sorry"

Lu Wangchuan wanted to use his sword to draw a body-binding spell to temporarily trap him so that he could get away, but the Fengchen Sword kept waving in his hand.

The blade of the sword flashed brilliantly, and the Fengchen sword remained motionless in his palm as if it had been frozen, as if someone had launched a tug-of-war with him in the dark, and the two sides were evenly matched.

He looked at the ancient seal script that emerged on the sword, and the spiritual light flowed between the lines, and the fairy spirit wandered around.

This is, bodhizi...

Taking advantage of his distraction, Tian Mozi threw out the Buddhist beads in his hand.

The Buddha beads were divided into two sections after leaving the hand, and then extended infinitely. One section quickly bound Lu Wangchuan like a growing vine, and the other section went towards Chu Huanian.

The magical power of the illuminated Buddha beads was so strong that Lu Wangchuan strained his arms trying to tear it off, but this magical weapon was far more powerful than the magic lock, the more he struggled, the tighter the band became, as if it would seep into the flesh and blood.

"If you want to kill it, then kill it. What are you doing when you tie it up?"

Tian Mozi stood up covering his heart, clasped his palms together and saluted him: "Young Master Lu is helping the demon cultivator, please follow me too."

Lu Wangchuan: "...where are you going?"

Tian Mozi said: "Penglai Mountain, please forgive me, Master."

Lu Wangchuan began to struggle again: "I'm not going! Untie it! If Duan Chongshu wants to get rid of me, just come and kill him. Who wants to go to Penglai Mountain with you! Let go!"

Tian Mozi looked at him indifferently and yelled. After a long time, he shook his head very lightly, raised his sleeves, and put the two of them into the Qiankun bag.

What is the scenery of Penglai Fairy Mountain? Lu Wangchuan has never seen it. When he arrived at Penglai Mountain, he was locked in a wooden house in a bamboo forest. Although the wooden house was empty and empty, it was clean and tidy. There were doors and windows around, and outside the window was The green shadows are whirling, the luxuriant leaves and bamboos are lush, quiet and pleasant, and the distance is far away. If it is called a prison cell, it would be too comfortable to take this prison cell.

Tian Mozi locked the door, and said outside the window: "Master has not returned from the Qingqiu Conference in the South China Sea. Mr. Lu will stay here for a few days. When Master comes back, he will naturally give you an answer."

Lu Wangchuan leaned against the window, crossed his arms and said with a smile, "You know he hates me, and he wished he could shave me, so he just said that it would be fine if he died? You hate me too, right? Bodhizi died because of me. die, you hate me too"

Tian Mozi was silent for a moment, then said: "Don't dare"

When leaving, he said again: "The vegetation here is full of spirits, and there are barriers around it, so please don't try to escape, Mr. Lu."

After Tianmozi left, Chu Huanian asked, "What did you just say? What does Bodhizi's death have to do with you?"

Lu Wangchuan sat down along the wall, and threw the sword at his feet: "Do you know this sword? Fengchen, Duan Chongshu stabbed Bodhizi to death and sacrificed this magic sword."

Chu Huanian was stunned for a while.

"What's going on? Tell me clearly"

Lu Wangchuan fell down, lay on his side on the ground, closed his eyes and said wearily, "I don't want to talk about it, what do you do when you get old with the past? It's boring."

Sitting on the ground, Chu Huanian held Feng Chen in his hand, frowned and looked at it for a while, then suddenly his eyes widened, he got up and walked to him, lifted his foot and kicked him on the leg.

"You are capable, Lu Wangchuan! You even got a magic sword! I said why does the name sound so familiar, isn't this Nie Huayin's sword?! Where did you get it? Destroy it quickly!"

Lu Wangchuan rubbed his legs, lay down on the ground lazily, looking like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water, and asked, "Do you know Nie Huayin?"

Chu Huanian was furious: "Who doesn't know who Wang Chuan was, who sealed the Demon Lord Wang Chuanhe 500 years ago!"

There are still a few words he didn't say, so he is a disciple of Jiuwei Sect, so there is an inscription commandment of Jiuwei Sect that is not engraved on the stone wall, that is, it is strictly forbidden to mention the name of the person 'Nie Huayin', including, mentioning This person was replaced by his title 'Wangchuan Jun'. Over time, the word Nie Huayin disappeared from everyone's population, and people gradually forgot that he was Nie Huayin, a disciple of the Nine Micro Sect, and he was just an out-and-out The rebellious 'Mr. Wangchuan'.

In the Nine Micro Sect, no matter who mentions this former villain, he will be punished, so Lu Wangchuan has never heard of the existence of Nie Huayin during the seven years he went to the mountain, even in his previous life, His past, all his unwillingness to be restrained, his yearning for freedom, his deviantism, his recklessness, his delusion to destroy the world, his momentary arrogance, and all his emotions and desires have all been forgotten, abandoned, and abandoned. Lost in a reincarnation 500 years ago, buried in the dust.

Scenes of deja vu flashed in front of my eyes, flashing past like a hallucination, and the auspicious light and feathers were hard to grasp.

Lu Wangchuan stared at the beams of the roof with his eyes open, and suddenly a soreness of unknown origin surged in his heart...

"Book of Yuhuayin" says that all people in the world can die, but they must not live without Huayin ears.

However, 500 years later, there will be no more Nie Huayin in the world, only Lu Wangchuan——

Suddenly, he had a very weird and absurd idea, if one day Nie Huayin's unwashed remnant soul could be fished out of the Wangchuan River, if Nie Huayin could be reborn... what would happen to Duan Chongshu?

Will it take away a strand of Nie Huayin's soul from him and help him reincarnate as a human being?

Maybe, he will.

Lu Wangchuan suddenly let out a low laugh, thinking that he was really looking for boring things, looking for horns and tricks by himself, it was so boring.

Turning over and sitting up, he said to Chu Huanian: "Senior brother, let me tell you a story... This story is quite long, please sit down and look up at you, my head hurts."

A story involved many people, excluding what he couldn't understand, and the grievances and hatreds he didn't want to mention, he told this story all day and night, even if it was long-winded, it was also concise, until the early morning of the next day.

"so"

Lu Wangchuan spread his hands: "I'm worse than you now. I hid in Helian's house for three years and didn't dare to go down the mountain. I was caught here after I went down the mountain. Senior brother, we will depend on each other from now on. You don't have any skills. I'm afraid you'll be caught when you go out..."

"You don't talk"

Chu Huanian raised his hand to interrupt him, with a look of bewilderment and surprise in the mist, he walked slowly to the other corner and sat down against the wall.

"I'll start with strands, strands—"

This story has a huge system and complex characters, so it needs to be carefully explained.

Lu Wangchuan lay down on the ground again, closed his eyes and rested.

From time to time, the long chirping of cranes sounded outside the window. After the cranes called a few times, Chu Huanian turned his head and asked, "You said, Duan Chongshu didn't want you to take this sword, so he stabbed Bodhizi to death to seal the devil's energy?"

Lu Wangchuan hummed.

Chu Huanian frowned, and after a while he said, "There's something wrong, why would you do that?"

Lu Wangchuan held his stomach and laughed non-stop, almost bursting into tears.

"That's right, you're right!"

Chu Huanian looked at the guy holding his belly and laughing wildly with a troubled face, and thought that the little junior brother really wasn't a thing, no, it was becoming more and more not a thing!

An hour later, Tian Mozi came and brought fast food to Lu Wangchuan, who was nothing, and Chu Huanian, who was not very good.

And told him: "Master is back, Mr. Lu, please follow me."

Lu Wangchuan had just received two bowls of porridge, and before he had time to take a sip, the sleazy smile on his face froze, and he said, "What are you doing? Going to the execution ground?"

Tian Mozi called directly to the door: "Young Master Lu, please follow me to see Master"

Lu Wangchuan said coldly: "I won't go, and I won't see him either. How could anyone rush to die by himself? I'm not going to see him"

Tian Mozi said nothing more, locked the door and left.

Chu Huanian patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly: "Wang Chuan, don't be so arrogant, our lives are in his hands, why don't you give in and ask for help?"

Lu Wangchuan didn't appreciate it, he squinted at him and slapped him: "It's not because you have nothing to do and ran into the Buddhist cave to attract suspicion, what kind of fun are you doing when you are a three-legged cat?"

At this time, the chirping of the cranes outside the window suddenly intensified, clear and sweet like ancient music, more like welcoming someone.

Lu Wangchuan suddenly stepped back two steps away from the window, looking at the dense and quiet purple bamboo forest outside the window.

From the depths of Lu Ying, a figure in white gradually walked out of the warm wind.

The man was dressed in a monk's robe, his slightly restrained eyebrows and eyes were carved out of ice, a red lacquered Buddha lotus was placed on his forehead, his peach-colored thin lips were tightly pressed, and his jade-like eyes were empty, as if vast.

Duan Chongshu walked towards the wooden house slowly, stepping on the footsteps of Xuyu Yufeng, wearing a cassock that was woven with silver flowers like a moon in the middle of the moon, flowing back to the white awn.

He didn't hold a Zen stick, his left hand was slightly raised in front of him, and his right hand was hanging by his side, neither happy nor angry, neither happy nor sad, with a very solemn demeanor.

Duan Chongshu walked to the window and stopped, raised his snow-covered eyes and looked into the house.

Chu Huanian greeted him with a salute: "Grand Master"

Duan Chongshu nodded slightly, his tone without temperature was like a cold spring, without any detours or nonsense, he directly asked the question: "The Sanlizhuang murder case has not been solved, and you two still need to stay here."

Lu Wangchuan stood aside and tightened his sleeves, not saying a word.

Chu Huanian said: "When I was at Bailuya, I already explained to the archmage why I practiced the magic way. The right is to save my life, and I will not hurt people's lives for practicing this way. I hope the archmage will see clearly the case of Sanlizhuang."

Duan Chongshu watched his heart with his mouth, nose and nose, his eyes were indifferent, his voice was flat, and he said as if he was chanting a Buddha's name: "Until the truth comes out, you stay here for now. If you are really innocent, I will set you free."

He said "you" in one mouthful, and seemed to be talking about people who had nothing to do with him.

Lu Wangchuan, who had pretended to be dumb for a while, suddenly said, "Does the Archmage think I killed people?"

Chu Huanian didn't have such evil intentions, and he must have known it well, so he could only be suspicious of him.

Duan Chongshu didn't look at him, but looked at nothingness, and said, "I don't know, I still need to investigate."

After speaking, he turned around and walked towards the bamboo forest when he came.

"You just think I killed people!"

Lu Wangchuan took a few steps and grabbed the window rail, slapped him hard, and shouted: "What else to investigate! If you can't find the murderer, you can't put the shit bowl on my head!"

Duan Chongshu stopped slowly, turned his back to him in silence for a moment before saying: "No"

Lu Wangchuan clenched the window rail tightly, and said with a smile, "Okay, let's make a deal, you let me out, and I'll check for you, I'm sure we'll find out the truth, how about it?"

Duan Chongshu said, "No need."

Lu Wangchuan's eyes dimmed suddenly: "Then you let me go, I'm not a demon yet"

Duan Chongshu slightly raised his head to look at the sky, and said, "Don't let go."

Lu Wangchuan looked at his indifferent and ruthless appearance, which was as calm as still water, and felt extremely dazzling. He grabbed the window rail and shouted at his back: "Why do you lock me up! The archmage can abuse the punishment for public benefit. Is it?! In order to hide from you, I hid in Helian’s house for three years, and now you caught me as soon as I got off the mountain, and it won’t be too late for you to make things difficult for me when I really become a devil!”

After venting the anger that came from nowhere, Lu Wangchuan regained his composure, took a few breaths and said, "If you hold a grudge against the sword I stabbed you three years ago, feel free to report it, as long as you let me go Freedom, then I might as well die.”

Duan Chongshu looked up at the blue clouds and the vast sky above, and asked with a slight tilt of his head, "Where is your freedom? Is there any in this world?"

If so, why wouldn't I send you there.

Lu Wangchuan suddenly laughed, and said loudly: "Of course there is, a place where there is no hereditary dictatorship, no oppression and injustice, no three-life ancestors, no four great Xuanzongs, no mountains and rivers secret decrees, and a place without you, there is the □"

Duan Chongshu raised the corners of his lips slightly, smiled very lightly, and said, "What if there is me?"

"...how did you go?"

Lu Wangchuan said: "You live in Mount Penglai, it's too far away"

Duan Chongshu said, "Really?"

How do you know that Penglai Mountain is not my residence, but my prison.

After Duan Chongshu left, Lu Wangchuan stood by the window looking at the green and fresh bamboo leaves in a trance.

He didn't expect that when he saw him again, he would be so calm. It seemed that he broke up under the old tree on the hillside of Jinshui Town yesterday, and met again today. He thought that the meeting with him would be a violent storm, but unexpectedly But it is a piece of stagnant water, even if stones are thrown into the rain, there will be no ripples.

what happened?Lu Wangchuan asked himself, is he really heartless?Is he really so ruthless?

But Duan Chongshu was no less ruthless than him.

They are like two pieces of solid ice, grinding and colliding with each other, they would rather be smashed to pieces than turn into a puddle of thick water, fused and intertwined... Also, how can it be so simple?If everything can develop in the direction you expect, then what else is there to do with the 'past'?

Lu Wangchuan felt that he was like a fragile and tiny moth, trying to fight the fire, but the other party was an iceberg, and he couldn't be shaken when he hit it, so he might as well avoid it far away, or leave a way out.

Buddhism talks about cause and effect, and Duan Chongshu also grasps the cause and effect of the world. Could it be that the relationship between the two of them is also a great reincarnation where there is a cause and there must be an effect?

Whose cause is it?Is it Duan Chongshu, or - Nie Huayin.

No matter who it is, Nie Huayin is gone. In the past 500 years, too many things have been forgotten. In the cycle of reincarnation, the karma of the previous life has been washed away. Now, a "Book with Huayin" teaches him to pick it up again. In the past, there were two people, but they carried the friendship of three people.

Nie Huayin has never been forgotten, and Lu Wangchuan is the most innocent one.

☆. The road is long and the journey is long [[-]]

"What is the relationship between you and the Archmage?"

Lu Wangchuan heard Chu Huanian ask him this.

What is the origin...

He looked at the whirling bamboo leaves outside the window and was silent for a while, then said: "Didn't I tell you clearly just now, what relationship do I have with him?"

Chu Huanian looked at him with a sad look of indifference. The younger brother is extremely smart, so he knows how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. He only talks about things that don't involve himself. From yesterday to now, he has said several times. The big car’s talk about Duan Chongshu, Nie Huayin, Xiao Junzi, and Liu Sigui, who are well known to everyone, gave a general account of the past between these people, which has been forgotten by the world and by Xuanzong The past that was ordered to be silenced, and the most important question was omitted. Since these past events have been sealed in the previous life, how did he know?

And this Fengchen, Lu Wangchuan only said that Junzi Xiao framed him into the way of the devil, and wanted to find a scapegoat to sacrifice in the burial place of three lives.

"...Wang Chuan, you have grown up, and you hide too many things from me"

After a long time, Chu Huanian sighed.

Lu Wangchuan grinned: "Brother, I don't want to hide it from you, it's just... a bad account, an old almanac, I don't want to remember it myself, so I don't want to bother you in vain."

Chu Huanian sighed again, thinking that although the younger brother was disobedient and lawless in the past, he just made small troubles without hurting the dignity, but now... he is trapped in the quagmire of the world, struggling to survive in it, and ends up in the same situation as him end.

Chu Huanian patted him on the shoulder, and said: "You have ideas, you have always had ideas since you were young, you can't hear what I say, how to deal with this Fengchen sword, until now...you see Let's do it"

"Why didn't I listen to you?"

Lu Wangchuan still smiled and said, "As long as you let me destroy this sword, I will destroy it right away, really."

The person in front of him has bright eyes, a childish smile, and two dimples on his face, like a bunch of sunshine. He seems to be a naughty half-year-old boy who went fishing in the small river in the back mountain a few years ago, and his pants were washed away by the water Unable to go ashore after running, he sat in the river and begged himself with aggrieved face.

"Brother, bring me a pair of pants, the water is so cold, wow, the fish bit me - don't laugh!"

Not surprisingly, Chu Huanian lost again.

"...Forget it, keep your self-defense, you are doing worse than me now"

Lu Wangchuan chuckled twice, spread out his right hand, and there were a few extra stars in his palm, shining and shining.

Chu Huanian's eyes lit up: "Bring it from Sanlizhuang?"

Lu Wangchuan reached out the window, folded a few willow sticks, and sat on the ground to weave a simple astrolabe.

"Well, you have to be prepared with both hands, and you have to be prepared, or you will sit here until you die?"

Chu Huanian squatted in front of him, watched him weave the astrolabe quickly, and said for a while, "I really grew up—huh? Who is the girl you brought to Sanlizhuang?"

Lu Wangchuan said, "Who?"

"The girl who was with you all the time wearing Helian's clothes"

"Miss Jiang? Jiang Hua's sister-in-law"

Chu Huanian frowned: "Or the Jiang family?"

Lu Wangchuan said: "Yes, and Jiang Hua are close relatives, why?"

With doubts on his face, Chu Huanian told him the clues he had obtained from unannounced visits to people in court over the past few years——

The reason why King Jin’s mansion was fired only came from King Chu Jin, that is, Chu Huanianfa’s father handed over a memorial to the emperor. The memorial was written to pray for the flooded people in the border towns, and asked the emperor to open the treasury to distribute silver to the earthquake disaster. This is understandable. , The emperor soon agreed to play, and let the king of Jin take full responsibility. He opened the treasury to allocate 3000 million taels of snowflake silver and [-] deniers of grain to relieve the victims and start construction, to show the mighty grace of the emperor.

If this matter is done well, it is a great opportunity to accumulate political achievements. The people will be grateful to King Jin, and the emperor will use him more because of this. In the end, he ransacked his family and destroyed his ancestors, and was buried in a foreign land.

According to Chu Huanian, even though his father had the guts, he didn't have the guts to do so. He didn't know how the 3000 million taels of snowflake silver turned into stone overnight, and the grain and grass turned into mustard. Sending money and food to bandits for supplies, intending to rebel and force the palace soon, is even more groundless.

"My father has been a military general all his life. If he wanted to pull up a tiger flag to make a big rampage, he would have done it long ago. He would have waited until now? He was a hero who followed the late emperor to expand the country. After the late emperor died, he wanted to retire Hometown, far away from the temple, urging me to get married as soon as possible so that the incense can be continued... I think he can't stop wanting to hug his grandson, you think, just like my father, he can think of rebellion? It's nonsense."

Lu Wangchuan silently tangles the stars on the rough-made astrolabe: "You mean, was framed by someone? Is it the Jiang family?"

The corners of Chu Huanian's lips twitched: "Although there is no strong man in the world who does not show his wind, I have no evidence. Even if Jiang Cheng really framed my father, I can't do anything to him."

Jiang Cheng?

Lu Wangchuan heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, thinking what a coincidence, another grievance collided together, Jiang Cheng was the son of Jiang Yuanhu, the founding father of the country, he came from a famous family, he was a general, but he was sealed in just [-] years old General, he has made many achievements, compared with his father, he is really better than blue, holding the military power and taking on important positions, he can be said to call the wind and rain in the court, powerful and powerful, he is an extremely powerful figure.

The reason why it is said that there is another grievance between the same couple is because Jiang Cheng is Jiang Hua's close cousin, who is on the same branch of the family tree. According to what Wang Chuan learned from Jiang Hongling, during the years when Jiang Hua was in Helian's house, the two of them often exchanged letters.

Maybe Jiang Cheng is not an upright gentleman, but he is a very powerful elder brother.

Jiang Cheng, Tang He, and Chu Huanian have grievances and grievances with one person - Jiang Hua.

It's not Lichou who keeps cutting things off and making chaos, but the sophistication of people, love and hatred, Lu Wangchuan said so heartily.

But, Chu Huanian's enemy, he couldn't let him go when he saw him. Although Jiang Hua was his close friend, Chu Huanian was the brother he owed more to.

"...Brother"

Lu Wangchuan said: "I'll go out and have a look first, and I'll pick you up later"

Chu Huanian: ...

What nonsense is this kid talking, this wooden house is sealed with a Buddha spell, if you still want to go out and have a look, just go out and have a look?

Lu Wangchuan stuffed the compiled astrolabe into his clothes, got up and patted the window and shouted: "Come here, come here—"

Half a quarter of an hour later, Tian Mozi really came.

"I want to see the Archmage"

Lu Wangchuan said.

Tian Mozi didn't seem to have expected such a change, thinking about his intentions, he was speechless for a while.

"I want to see the Archmage"

Lu Wangchuan repeated with a smile, "Go and ask him if he would like to see me."

Tian Mozi opened the door for him: "Master is doing meditation in the Jingsi Hall, Mr. Lu, please follow me to the meditation room and wait."

Lu Wangchuan threw the wrapped Fengchen behind his back, stepped out of the wooden house and followed him out of the bamboo forest.

It was getting late at this time, and the golden afterglow filled the sky, as if the whole Penglai had been covered with a layer of Buddha light. From time to time, one or two cranes flew in the sky, shuttled back and forth in golden light.

Lu Wangchuan released a star thread between his fingers, and the star thread spontaneously flew towards Tian Mozi's back, hiding in his hair.

Tian Mozi took him to a wooden house in the purple bamboo forest, backed by a mountain waterfall, sitting with bamboo shadows whirling, and the sound of lingling water was like a ring pendant.

"When will Master Mage come back?"

Lu Wangchuan approached the house, and took an overview of the meditation room with a fleeting glance.

Tian Mozi replied, "After half an hour."

After speaking, he stood at the door and looked at him, showing no intention of leaving.

Lu Wangchuan laughed twice: "Don't look at me like that, what else can I do here? I'm hungry, can I have a bowl of porridge?"

Tian Mozi looked at him with distrust on his face without saying a word.

Lu Wangchuan rubbed his nose, thinking that I have a vicious face?Still notorious.

"...Then give me a steamed bun, Duan Chongshu will never tell you to starve me."

Tian Mozi was no match for his stalking face, so he said 'wait a moment' and went.

"...Little Master"

Lu Wangchuan suddenly called out, using a respectful title he had never used for Buddhists.

Tian Mozi stopped, and slowly turned to look at him: "What else can I order?"

Lu Wangchuan said with a smile: "It's nothing, I just want to tell you that although I am rebellious, it is not my wish to involve Bodhizi, you should blame me for the grudge, but my brother, I think you also know that he is kind in nature, so don't Because of me, a disaster that affects others, he is the most innocent and the one who deserves the most kind treatment, what do you think?"

That's right, he is the most innocent and the person who deserves the most kind treatment...

Tian Mozi's words and deeds are very similar to Duan Chongshu's, and he speaks from his heart but stops at his heart. At this time, after hearing what he said, he couldn't help being agitated and angry in his heart.

"you're right"

It was also the first time Tian Mozi didn't use an honorific title to him, saying: "You are the one who deserves to die the most"

Lu Wangchuan saw that he let go of the indifferent courtesy he pretended to treat him, but felt a little relieved, and said, "Um... I'm sorry"

Tian Mozi looked at him angrily for a while, then turned and left.

After he left, Lu Wangchuan closed the door and looked around the room.

There are two rooms inside and outside, which are divided into outer hall and inner room. A pair of pearl curtains is hung at the door of the inner room on the left, vaguely covering the inner room.

This room is extremely simple and elegant. There is a long table facing the door. On the table, fresh and elegant sandalwood is burning from the auspicious incense burner. Several scriptures are neatly placed on the corner of the table. There is a futon in front of the long table. , there is a picture of mountains, seas, clouds and tides hanging on the bamboo wall above, other than that, there are no other decorations or furniture in the outer hall, which shows how pure and ascetic this person is.

Lu Wangchuan walked to the long case, picked up a half-copied scripture, flipped through a few pages, and found that very few people could understand it, put it back, opened the bead curtain and walked into the inner room.

The bedroom is even colder, except for an Arhat bed, a plain white screen on the head of the bed, and a locked cabinet in the corner, there is nothing else, but the fresh and elegant sandalwood is full, lingering in the nose The lingering end is also the smell on him...

Lu Wangchuan found that he was getting more and more cranky, he shook his head to drive away those unruly thoughts, and walked to the old cabinet in the corner, he did not forget his reason for coming.

The cabinet was locked, and there were runes engraved on the lock. He tried to draw a rune to unlock it, but was bounced away by the barrier on the lock.

It seems that Duan Chongshu's precautions should not be underestimated. No wonder Tian Mozi lured the wolf into the house and let him stay here alone.

You want to ask him what is this thief here to steal?The Ninth Five-Year Agreement.

The ancestor of Sansheng is in charge of the book of mountains and rivers, and the fortunes of rivers and mountains for thousands of years are listed in it. The change of dynasties, the vicissitudes of life, the operation of every dynasty in the world, and the reincarnation of heaven, earth and people are inseparable from the book of mountains and rivers. It can be said that the mountains and rivers The book represents Xuanzong's supreme power to rule the three realms, and the Ninth Five-Year Agreement represents the highest bargaining chip for the emperor to rule the world. Heaven and earth, gods and emperors, Qian and Kun have always been distinct and inseparable. Even if it is a dictatorship, power must be divided and counterbalanced.

The Universal Dafa was divided into the Mountains and Rivers Agreement and the Ninth Five-Year Agreement. The two jointly ruled the three realms. The Nine-Five Agreement should be preserved by Zhang Guolao. The status of the emperor is paramount, occupying half of the four Xuanzongs, and the Ninth Five-Year Deed has gone around several times, and it has fallen into the hands of Duan Chongshu, which also declares that the power of the Buddha Sect is above the Emperor, even if Zhang Guolao is dissatisfied , but nothing can be done.

Prince Chu is also under the jurisdiction of the Human Emperor, and he is a heavenly dragon who has received the destiny. Although he was beheaded by the last emperor of the Xie family at the Meridian Gate, he was ranked in the Shenzong after his death. I don’t know whose head his [-]th fate fell on. Only Duan Chongshu knew, or only the Ninth Five-Year Agreement in Duan Chongshu's hand knew.

Long before going down the mountain, Lu Wangchuan had a bold guess—could Prince Chu instigate Mujiazhuang to refine ghost soldiers, could he be testing his destiny?

However, now that the Mu family village has been wiped out, the fate of the Mu family naturally no longer rests with them.

Lu Wangchuan rummaged around in the inner room like a little thief for a long time, but found nothing, instead he turned the place into a mess, and when he found nothing, he became impatient.

Duan Chongshu will not allow him to be alone in his bedroom for too long, maybe he will come back in the next moment, but he still has nothing.

He didn't want to get caught or see him again, the priority was to get the things and leave as soon as possible.

Suddenly there was a cry of cranes outside the window, Lu Wangchuan opened the carved wooden window, and saw a few beautiful cranes standing outside the window with a few fresh fruits in their mouths.

Seeing that the person who opened the window was a stranger, the crane backed up a few steps at the same time, and then saw that Lu Wangchuan's face seemed to be kind, so he stepped forward again, put the fruit in his mouth on the window sill, spread his wings and flew away.

Several cranes dropped their fruits one after another and flew away one after another.

Lu Wangchuan only thought it was fresh and interesting, and picked up a few fruits sent by the crane, red hawthorn, yellow pipa, and a few mulberries.

Throwing a hawthorn into his mouth, he clings to the window sill and watches the cranes flying in the air.

Suddenly, his eyes dimmed, he could see clearly when he came in just now, this place is backed by a mountain stream, why do you look out of the window, it is a hillside?

Or, this window is a barrier.

Putting the fruit into his clothes, Lu Wangchuan jumped out while leaning on the window sill, and walked up the gentle hill.

With the lush grass under his feet and the gentle breeze all around, the scenery is very open and pleasant. Lu Wangchuan walked up the slope chewing hawthorn.

As he went up, he saw that there seemed to be a courtyard on the hillside. When he got closer, he saw that it was indeed a small courtyard surrounded by walls made of bamboo and a half-old wooden door in the middle.

This courtyard... seems to have been seen somewhere.

Lu Wangchuan stood at the door and his heart sank. He pushed open the wooden door with some kind of stubbornness that refused to let him go...

The wooden door, weathered by time, squeaks and slips away to the sides, passing by a string of wind chimes hanging from the eaves, like an old and friendly tune sung by an old friend who has not seen for a long time. People's reminiscences also came out of nowhere, and Guiren almost burst into tears...

After only looking inside, he remembered where he had seen this courtyard before.

In the past life mirror on the bank of Wangchuan River, the courtyard of Duan Chongshu and Nie Huayin he saw was exactly the courtyard in front of him——

Every plant, every tree, every stone and every flower are exactly the same.

Lu Wangchuan stood at the door in a dilemma, regretting how he pushed the door so cheaply.

The Albizia julibrissin tree in the yard is in full bloom at this time, and the Albizia juliensis flowers are falling down with the wind. It seems that Duan Chongshu, who stood under the tree and looked at the door all night, can still be seen... the falling flowers at that time were just like this The time is gorgeous, and it falls on his shoulders, and it accumulates thickly over time.

The wind chimes under the eaves rang crisply, and he walked in with his footsteps soundlessly, as if he was afraid of disturbing anyone, after all, he was just an outsider, a voyeur at this time.

The flowers of the Albizia julibrissin tree fell all over the ground, and they were very soft when stepped on, and the soles of the boots were stained with a faint fragrance.

He stood under the tree and looked at a closed door to the west. It seemed that the door that had been discolored for a long time would be pushed open by surprise at any time. Alienated from the seven-point teasing eyebrows——

"Eldest brother, you are back, sit down and rest quickly, is the elder going to punish me? Oh, I just skipped the morning class for three days, it's not a big deal, elder brother, can you help me beg for mercy? ..."

The unruly and unruly look in his eyebrows and eyes is eight points like Lu Wangchuan, the only difference is that Lu Wangchuan's eyes are gentler than his, and Nie Huayin is like a hedgehog, and he treats everyone with a kind face. Almost perfunctory alienation, not even bothering to put on an amiable appearance, walking alone, going his own way, like a rushing wind, no one can see how much he is genuine and how much is fake.

If it hadn't been for Duan Chongshu to carry him out of the east wind, the tears he shed, and the tenderness and sadness in his eyes that burst the embankment are still vivid, Lu Wangchuan would almost think that this person is hypocritical, wolf-hearted, and worse than himself. asshole.

Nie Huayin wasn't hypocritical, he just hid his affection so deeply that he didn't know how to express it over time, and he didn't express it out of his heart.

Later, he simply deceived himself, without mentioning it, he deceived the world and Duan Chongshu with his ruthless mask.

Until now, Lu Wangchuan has been given the chance to atone for his sins and repay his love.

Lu Wangchuan refused to show his affection, why do you?Why do you all?

Suddenly, unspeakable anger and grievance welled up in his heart.

Nie Huayin, you died well——

☆. The road is long and the journey is long [[-]]

Nie Huayin wasn't hypocritical, he just hid his affection so deeply that he didn't know how to express it over time, and he didn't express it out of his heart.

Later, he simply deceived himself, without mentioning it, he deceived the world and Duan Chongshu with his ruthless mask.

Until now, Lu Wangchuan has been given the chance to atone for his sins and repay his love.

Lu Wangchuan refused to show his affection, why do you?Why do you all?

Suddenly, unspeakable anger and grievance welled up in his heart.

Nie Huayin, you died well——

Take a look at this yard, you are not out of your wits, you are taken here after crossing the Naihe Bridge, you live here and never disappear, and I have nothing!

The hawthorn he ate just now surged in his internal organs, and the sour and astringent feeling spread along his muscles and bones, and even the corners of his eyes were also sore.

Rubbing the corners of his eyes fiercely, Lu Wangchuan turned and left the courtyard.

When he returned to the meditation room, Duan Chongshu hadn't come back yet, so he went straight to the locked cabinet, drew the sword on his back, and cut off the barrier with a brute force.

There are several dark layers behind the cabinet door, but fortunately they are not locked again.

The dark layer is mostly empty, just when Lu Wangchuan felt that he was going to return empty-handed,