[Quick Transmigration] His arsenic and my honey

He vaguely heard Zen sounds in his ears, which made his own thoughts that were not floating much more peaceful, and even had the desire to fall asleep directly...

sleeping?Shang Xiuyun suddenly opened his eyes, and a sharp look flashed across his pupils.Zen sound?Could it be that someone discovered his existence and wanted to save him?

He was already a dead person, if he fell asleep again, it would be absolutely impossible to wake up again.Or, after waking up, maybe he has already entered reincarnation, and he is no longer him.That's right, Shang Xiuyun died thousands of years ago, but for some unknown reason, he was unable to enter reincarnation, and was bound to the place where his tomb was.

Just like the earth-binding spirit that everyone says, it's just that the earth-binding spirit stays in one place because the wish has not been fulfilled.And he had no desire at all.The resentment caused by death has already disappeared under the precipitation of the years.

During his lifetime, what he had been taught was the art of saving the world and healing people, and what he learned was the mind of a gentleman with the world in mind.But in the end, he was crushed to pieces, and even the tomb could only bury the broken clothes.Friendship, love, he can see clearly all his life.

I was in a panic all my life, and after the resentment faded away, I was more dissatisfied with myself.It's because he doesn't know people clearly and doesn't save people well.There are indeed tens of thousands of innocent people in this world, but there are also many damned people.Doctors are benevolent, but they don't treat everyone equally.

If it was hundreds of years in the morning, he might have thought about reincarnation, but now he feels that after reincarnation, forgetting everything and starting over, it would be better to be an outsider as he is now.

On the handsome face, the clear pupils shrank for a moment, and the eyelids drooped slightly, concealing the floating emotions.Only the slightly trembling eyelashes can prove that his mood is not so stable at this time.He could clearly see the houses around him, not the square houses in modern times, nor the doctors and nurses in white coats that he had been familiar with for nearly a hundred years...

The house in front of him is more like the building thousands of years ago when he was still alive, the air is still filled with fresh breath, sweeping the smell of green grass and flowers.This is the taste he has been away for thousands of years, even though he already thought that his mood has long been calm, but he is still moved by it.

As a soul, he has lost everything except his vision.If he hadn't been used to studying medicine by himself before his death, there would be constantly updated medical events for him to study in the millennium.Otherwise, the world that can only be seen, but cannot be heard, smelled, or touched is enough to make him collapse.

Now, all of this belonged to him again, so why it appeared here didn't seem to be that important.The important thing is how should he live?Who was the original owner of this body?Although it is difficult for people to detect strange things, there are many suspicious people.

Shang Xiuyun got up and straightened the skirt of his clothes. The slightly white fabric showed that the master's life was not rich.The obvious Sanskrit on the placket, as well as the uninterrupted ringing of the bell outside, gave him some guesses about the identity of this body.Men who can wear monk's robes in temples are either monks or lay disciples.And the man's waist-length hair is obviously not a monk.

He was going to learn about some preferences of the body owner from some objects in the room, but he couldn't look away when he saw the jade pendant on the table.This jade pendant is very similar to the one on his body.It's just that the jade pendant on his body has been smashed to pieces by a young girl - in the name of 'love'.

Caressing the jade pendant with his fingers, the cool breath and lines brought him a fatal sense of familiarity.There was an involuntary stabbing pain in his head, which made his complexion involuntarily pale.After the pain passed, Shang Xiuyun looked at his palm again, and it was empty.

And there was no need for him to carefully observe the decorations in this room to judge the master's temperament.A plot of a novel appeared in his mind, but he couldn't maintain an idle mood like he usually watched novels with patients.He...became an actor in the novel as well.

Yan Zhi, the demon master of the Demon Cult, has two sons, the eldest son Yan Long and the second son Yan Sheng.The eldest son is exceptionally superb in martial arts, and he can support the magic palace at a young age, and his reputation is extremely high.The second son seems not to be interested in martial arts since he was a child, but instead likes heresy.But because of his young age, he naturally has the love of his father and elder brother.It wasn't until Yan Long was imprisoned by him and turned into a pig that he realized that this "brother" was actually his half-brother.Moreover, he is the crystallization of his father and true love.

The mental method that he once regarded as the secret book of the Devil's religion, but it is just a heart-breaking mental method.No matter how hard he practiced, as long as the "master" who cultivated the mind-replenishing method wanted to get it, it would all be wiped out.Of course, he is not the only one practicing this secret technique.

As for the story in his mind, Yan Sheng is not the main character.The protagonist is Yan Long, who was tortured to death by him and reborn with resentment.After Yan Long was reborn, he killed his father and younger brother, it was really cruel.His superb martial arts and indifferent heart make him highly respected by demons.

Martial arts Zhengdao naturally tried every means to kill him, but it ended badly.If a person's ability exceeds the crowd by a little, it will make people think of killing, but if it exceeds the crowd by too much, then there will be no thought of killing, and only fear will remain.

Yan Long, who has come back again, naturally will not know the art of detours, it just depends on whether he is willing or not.He restrained the behavior of the Demon Cult's disciples, making the Demon Cult's reputation in this world no longer so extreme, and he naturally became the uncrowned king of the martial arts world.

Shang Xiuyun's current body name is Zhong Yun. As a Buddhist disciple, he should have no connection with the Demon Sect.But no matter before or after Yan Long's rebirth, he and Zhong Yun knew each other.

Before being reborn, Zhong Yun helped Yan Long several times when he didn't know his identity, and was even regarded by Yan Long as a close friend for a time.But in the end, because of the difference between good and evil, Zhong Yun did not reach out to help.Zhongyun's life can be described as perfect, he married the woman he wanted to spend his whole life with, and gained a lot of reputation.

When Zhong Yun was young, he once rescued a woman and made a lifetime promise with her.You can even give up the opportunity to learn Shaolin's advanced martial arts, and start returning to the vulgar from then on.This woman had nothing to do with Yan Long in her previous life, but she was one of Yan Long's wives after her rebirth.Competing with the protagonist for a woman will naturally not end well.

In the end, Zhong Yun was tortured to death by the poison.It was his beloved who did it.Yan Long watched a good show from the sidelines.

Shang Xiuyun has checked the memory of this body.He traveled down the mountain for a while, and returned to the temple to recuperate because of his injury, but he didn't get to know Yan Long.I am afraid that Yan Long has been reborn.This is not very good news for him, but it is not too bad.Thinking about it, he is currently busy with his father and younger brother in the Demon Cult, so he has no time to trouble Zhong Yun.

Shang Xiuyun stood in front of the bronze mirror and looked at the face of this body. Compared with his body in his previous life, this face was a little less clear and more friendly.Just like the usual Zhong Yun, there was a gentle smile on the corner of his lips.There is really a bandit gentleman, as humble as jade.Zhong Yun's good reputation in Zhengdao naturally has something to do with his face.

However, if those bewitching peach blossom eyes were slightly narrowed, because of the injury, the pale face would look a bit fragile, covering up a lot of evil spirits.But still can't completely ignore that evil aura...

Shang Xiuyun is quite satisfied with this body.Pushing open the door, following his memory, he walked to the place where the elder Dharma protector with the closest relationship with him lived.

Standing outside the elder's meditation room, he could vaguely hear the sound of the wooden fish in the meditation room.It was somewhat similar to the Zen sound he heard before waking up.It's just that he didn't think any abbot would have the time to go to his room to chant sutras and Buddha, thinking that the Zen sound was just a way to wake him up.

After hesitating outside the meditation room for a long time, he finally opened the door and walked in.

"Zijue, you are injured, why don't you take a good rest?"

Zhongyun, dharma name: Zijue.

Elder Wu Wu just finished reading the scriptures at this time, ending with 'Amitabha Buddha', so he looked at Zhong Yun with satisfaction.The younger generation who can enter the meditation room at the right time naturally have enough respect for the Buddha.He is naturally aware of Zhong Yun's Buddha-nature, from the time he brought this child to Shaolin Temple to when he has grown into a handsome young man, he can be said to be very familiar with him.It's a pity that lay disciples cannot learn the profound martial arts of Shaolin Temple.And Zijue just can't see through the word love.

The world of mortals is far away, perhaps he is destined to be involved in the world of mortals.There is no relationship with this place outside.The elder realized that he couldn't help but sighed in his heart.

"Elder Wu Wu, I hope that you can preside over the shaving ceremony of this disciple when I come here this time." There was a trace of struggle on Shang Xiuyun's face, but more relief.The pair of peach blossom eyes that are always smiling on weekdays also showed a bit of determination, as if they had grown up in an instant.

"Zijue knows that if the world of mortals is not broken, it is disrespectful to the Buddha to forcibly become a monk." Wu Wu's face became more and more serious, his eyes lost a bit of the kindness of the past, and even looked at Shang with a bit of sharpness. Xiuyun's face.

"The disciple knows. What the disciple does is worthy of the heaven and the earth." Shang Xiuyun was still calm, and the resolute look in his eyes was easy to move.Shang Xiuyun reached out and brought his long hair in front of him, and cut it off at the roots with a knife.After that, he put the blade in front of himself, and bowed down to the Buddha statue in front of him with both hands on the ground.

Although Shang Xiuyun had Zhong Yun's memory, he did not have Zhong Yun's attachment to that woman.For him, Shaolin's martial arts, which has been passed down for countless years, is obviously more important than beauty.Having already died once, he has an unimaginable attachment to the ability to protect himself.

Feeling the pain of the burning ring scar on the top of his head, Shang Xiuyun clasped his hands together in front of his chest.The face is extraordinarily holy and pious.It's just that no one knows that what he believes in is not the gods and Buddhas in front of him who enjoy the fireworks in the world...

And the Buddhist scriptures he recited only engraved two words in his heart-'alive'.