Poor Monk

Shen Du was still the same Shen Du, nothing changed at all.

How could anyone mistakenly think that such a bloody and cruel big devil would turn to goodness just because he saw the string of Buddhist beads on his wrist?

Most of those who survived were smart people who had a heart and a mind, but when they recalled those hypocritical and deceitful words just now, they still couldn't help but sigh secretly for those innocent people who were deceived by their appearance. One sound.

The rivers and lakes are very big, but after all, there is no corner where the weak and fools can escape.

The demon said, since Shen Du reappeared in this extremely cold place, he has returned to his former appearance: a Shen Du sitting on a high place indifferently, and below are people who bow their heads and dare not make any objection. The strong smell of blood floating in the air was blown away by the wind, and gathered with the endless clouds of smoke floating in the mountains, but it made people feel cold.

In the following time, Shen Du didn't deal with anyone.

He just asked about the latest situation of the rudder of various departments as usual, and learned about the latest trends in the Jianghu during his absence, and finally adjusted the way of demons.

Because some time ago when Pei Wuji was in control of the Dao of Demons, he squeezed out many dissidents, and just now Shen Du killed a group of people, so some sub-rules and forces naturally lacked someone to guard.At such a sensitive moment, any carelessness may lead to the right path taking advantage of it, so it is necessary to clean up the mess as soon as possible.

Shen Du did not disappoint everyone.

There was almost no difficulty in making a choice. He knew the monsters under his control like the back of the back of his hand, and he didn't think anyone was irreplaceable. He easily assigned the right person to the right position in a very short period of time.

When this discussion is over, the Yaomo Dao will be the well-organized Yaomo Dao again.Many people feel dejected because of their lost power, and a small number of people are secretly excited by the sudden promotion.

Shen Du saw all these ups and downs about people's hearts, but these mediocre emotions could not arouse the slightest turmoil in his stagnant heart, but made him suddenly have an unspeakable feeling. of boredom.

A "let's go" ended the discussion.

The terrified crowd knelt down and shouted to send them off, but he only glanced at Pei Wuji indifferently, then turned and left.

By this time the sun was already shining high outside.

Everyone on Jiantian Cliff only felt that they had experienced a chaotic nightmare. After waking up from the nightmare, they were faced with blood stains all over the place. The cold guards were dragging the corpses outside and throwing them far behind the cliff. go.

They may have called the wind and rain in life, but they are just stinky skins after death.

Yao Qing, Cui Hong, and Pei Wuji stood where they were. After everyone dispersed with their own thoughts, they still remained.

Pei Wuji stared at the high throne, speechless.

Yao Qing looked at Pei Wuji complicatedly, and then at Cui Hong, seeming to have a thousand words on the tip of his tongue, and finally said only one sentence: "You two, let's do it for ourselves."

After finishing speaking, she went out from Hanjueding.

Cui Hong's eyes couldn't help turning around. The man who was over the age had a calm and deep expression on his face, as if he wasn't worried about his future situation at all, and he didn't seem to be worried about Shen Du before. Annoyed by the profound words, he just stared at Yao Qing's figure which was more heroic than charming, for a long time until there was no shadow left.

Pei Wuji hasn't turned his head yet.

He has a little scar on his body, and on his young face one can see the kind of ambition unique to a person of his age, but this inflated desire is suppressed by that kind of vague and deep emotion, making him look like A silent mountain, in the deepest part, there is a power that is close to destruction.

Cui Hong's dark blue robes resembled the thick colors of distant mountains, and she only sighed softly: "I misjudged you after all. In terms of cruelty and poison, you are ten times better than him. It's a pity that in this world, he has no Weakness, so it is not cruel enough, not poisonous enough, and it will not become his most fatal weakness. And you are not. You can be ruthless, cruel and cruel to anyone in this world, but you cannot give up everything to him alone. So he is Your weakness is your weakness. If you lose this time, you will never win again. It doesn’t matter if you are a demon, he will never kill you, but how do you explain to that one?”

Explain?

Does he need an explanation?

Hearing Cui Hong's words, Pei Wuji slowly turned his head and looked at him. He also knew that compared to Yao Qing's force, Cui Hong was superior to Yao Qing in terms of intelligence and strategy, and more often he was in between. Tianya is acting as a counselor.

He is always comprehensive and wise.

Pei Wuji once told himself that this person is dedicated to the way of demons, and there is no conflict of interest for him, so listening to this person more about everything will not hinder him in the slightest.

But if everything in this world goes according to the plan, it would be too boring.

The existence of Shen Du is an accident that endowed him with unbearable pain and secret happiness at the same time in his short life.

As for that one...

He smiled softly, not taking it seriously at all: "I am willing to cooperate with him this time because he should be grateful. Even if it doesn't work, what can I do? I was defeated by the Taoist back then, if I really care so much Why doesn't he come and grab the position of the demon master?"

Cui Hong never expected him to say these words.

But if you really calm down and think about it carefully, why is it unreasonable?That person was defeated by Shen Du back then, and he was seriously injured. Now Shen Du has been entrenched in the Demon Dao for ten years, and he has accumulated a lot of prestige. Would it be easy to overthrow him?

Pei Wuji and him were just using each other from beginning to end.

So at this time, Cui Hong also fell silent.

An incident has been completely ended today, and the relationship between the two of them has naturally become awkward, and there is nothing more to say.

Pei Wuji didn't stay too long, he just glanced at the head of Cao Xin who rolled down the steps, and what came to mind was the dark and vague murderous intent when Shen Du stretched out his hand to force him to raise his head, but finally disappeared. eyes...

There was a sudden pain in my heart.

He knew that he was the real devil, the real culprit, but why, at this moment, he felt that he had betrayed him and failed his trust?

On the rugged and steep mountain road, the sky ladder hovers at the height of the sky cliff, and there are people stationed at every pass.When Pei Wuji walked out from the top of Hanjue, the others looked at him with somewhat strange eyes and hidden fearful scrutiny.

But Pei Wuji didn't care.

He walked from the mountain all the way to the halfway up the mountain, and after a short while around the half-mountain, he saw the majestic and exquisite palace built between the steep mountains on the side.

Carved beams and painted buildings, high eaves and teeth pecking.

The long corridor is like a swimming dragon or a long snake, built close to the mountain wall, several maids in bright dresses walk on it, most of them are still a little panicked, but the one who walks in the front is He was graceful, with a slight smile on his face.

It was Feng Xiao who usually took care of Shen Du's daily life.

When Pei Wuji came from a distance, he bumped into her head-on.

When the melon-faced girl saw him, her footsteps stopped, and the smile on her face became unnatural. It was obvious that she had known about the changes that happened on Hanjueding and the current situation in the past few days. But in my heart, I still have a grudge about some things he has done.

So at this moment, she didn't have a good look on her face.

"Pei Zuoshi, the Taoist master just went back to rest in the house, and he didn't mention that he wanted to see you. Besides, Shu Fengxiao is bold. I think the Taoist master doesn't want to see you now. You should go back first. If you have anything to do, you can wait." Let's talk after the Taoist rests."

Feng Xiao didn't save Pei Wuji's face by speaking, she was very rude.

Pei Wuji glanced at her, and could easily see her hostility towards him, but he didn't refute a word, just walked past her.

Feng Xiao immediately wanted to stop her.

Pei Wuji only stopped and asked her, "Who do you think you are?"

"you!"

Feng Xiao was so angry that her almond eyes widened, and her cheeks were stained a little pink because of the anger. When her chest rose and fell, it seemed that she wanted to tear Pei Wuji apart!

She has courage, but the people around her don't.

A few maids were afraid that something would happen at this most sensitive juncture, so they hurriedly held her back.

On this sky cliff, who doesn't know how special Pei Wuji is?

Moreover, they are more or less maids who are responsible for the daily life of the Taoist master, so they naturally know more than others.

The relationship between the Taoist master and Pei Wuji is also clear in their hearts.

As the chief manager of Jian Tianya, Feng Xiao is naturally able to speak in front of the Taoist master, and he is only thinking of the Taoist master, and the Taoist master also thinks highly of her.

But compared with Pei Wuji, they are all insignificant.

At this time, everything on the Demon Dao has been decided, and we don't know what the internal and external situation will be like, so it's better to avoid disputes first.

Naturally, Feng Xiao also knew this truth, and she always cared about the overall situation, but she didn't like Pei Wuji horizontally, she didn't like it vertically, and she was even more annoyed that he dared to betray the Taoist master, causing the Taoist priest to experience a lot of danger abroad.Now that he finally returned to Jiantianya, not only did he not cut off the despicable villain with a single sword, but also left him where he was, it really makes people itch with hatred!

It's just that she doesn't learn martial arts, so Pei Wuji can't do anything about it right now.

After the other party finished that sentence, she was dragged by everyone, and she could only watch Pei Wuji walk away on this road, heading for Shen Du's Donghui Pavilion.

As soon as the person disappeared, she was so angry that she scolded the maids for being ignorant and ignorant.

The angry, weeping voice, sometimes high and sometimes low, passed through the bitter wind and moist clouds in the mountains, and spread far away.

But in Pei Wuji's ears, he was already in a daze.

The road in front of me is sandwiched by tall palaces on both sides, full of heavy shadows, and the light from outside can hardly fall, so it looks dark.

It seems that I have returned to that night many years ago...

It's the same feeling of apprehension and fear.

At that time, he was still a young man who had only lost his parents for a long time, full of hatred but fear of death, and was brought here and to his door by those who didn't say a word.

He thought it was the big devil who was going to kill him.

"Tick, tick..."

When he passed through the first door, the hourglass next to him recorded the flow of time and clarified his chaotic memory.

The three gray and white official script characters of "Donghui Pavilion" are evenly engraved on the top of the two closed doors in front, revealing a kind of lifeless depression.

From the first time I saw the word "Dong Hui", Pei Wuji didn't like it.

He couldn't figure out why Shen Du would put such a name on the place where he lived, just as he couldn't read him, and he couldn't understand why he spared his life and brought him up to what he is now.

The slow footsteps were not covered up.

Pei Wuji stood in front of the door again in the silence, stretched out his hand, and pressed lightly on the door.The cold temperature passed from the smooth wooden surface to his palm, making him shiver involuntarily, as if he was standing in front of this door for the first time that year.

And inside the door is his unknown future and destiny.

With a soft "squeak", Pei Wuji pushed the door open without knocking or making a sound.He didn't hide his whereabouts when he came, not to mention Shen Du's deep inner strength and superb cultivation base, he almost didn't need to listen deliberately to be aware of his arrival.

It's just that he didn't do anything special.

The room was also covered with thick velvet blankets. In broad daylight, with all the surrounding windows closed, the room looked dim, and even candles were lit.

The flickering light of the fire illuminates the bookshelves, tables and chairs, shadows and shadows.

Shen Du was leaning half back on the soft couch under the window, with one hand resting on the back of his head and the other on the side of the couch, with a string of Buddhist beads hooked between his fingers, but his eyes were looking at the one hanging on the wall in front of him. painting.

When Pei Wuji came in, he was neither surprised, nor looked back, and even the staring gaze didn't waver slightly, as if everything was in his expectation, and it seemed that he didn't care about everything happening outside at this moment. .

In the bottom of my eyes, there is only that painting.

Among the wild spring orchids in the winter snow, there is only one unopened flower, but there are butterflies waiting for it.

One brushstroke is aggressive and fierce, revealing a kind of indifference and resistance to worldly affairs; the other is peaceful and inclusive, clearly just a dead thing that only condenses on the painting, but there is a hint of compassion in it.

Almost at the first glance of seeing this painting, Pei Wuji's heart sank quietly.

This is not the painting that Shen Du should see as he knows...