Poor Monk

In this world, not everyone lives meaningfully.

Some people live for joy, anger, sorrow and joy, some people live for love and hatred, but some people live only for the pale and powerless word "alive".

Or fear of the unknown, so fear of death.

In the past, he was always afraid of death, the world after death, or its non-existence, but after all hope of life was almost wiped out, he was no longer afraid of death.

If there is no reason for you to live in the world...

So, what is there to miss in life?

Ten years have been like a dream, and suddenly drifted away like a wandering spirit.

After Shen Du said the words of comfort to Gu Zhao, he walked down the mountain with his hands behind his back with that inexplicable smile.

The three mountain gates, one level after another, gradually disappeared.

The people on Yaomo Dao naturally didn't expect Shen Du to leave without saying a word, Qi Qi reacted, and then hastily said goodbye to the monastery, and chased Shen Du away.

A group of people left in a mighty way.

Zhengdao's side was naturally at a loss, and some people felt that there must be something strange in it, and suspected that Shen Du was secretly hiding his position on the matter of the Buddhist Tibetan.

Only Gu Zhao stood where he was, feeling a trance of being teased by fate, but the person who was teased was not him, but Shen Du.

"Gu Shaoshan, how's it going?"

Seeing that Shen Du had left, someone quietly approached him and asked questions tentatively.

Gu Zhao came back to his senses, with a flawless smile on his face, and he only said to the crowd: "Just now I spent a lot of time talking with Taoist Shen, but after all, Lou Zhang is useless to him, so Taoist Shen agreed to Gu's request." I begged for mercy and agreed to let him go."

"In the end it's Gu Shaoshan who has a kind heart..."

"Yes."

"It's really a gentleman!"

……

When everyone heard about such a result, they naturally had to boast that Prime Minister Gu Zhao could pull a boat in his belly, that even the fake Lou Zhang who had deceived him could forgive him, and even pleaded with Shen Du for him, which is really admirable.

Abbot Yuan Mie stood at the entrance of the hall, looking at the gentle and elegant Gu Zhao standing in the crowd through the crowded crowd. His heart was extremely complicated, but he could only proclaim the Buddha's name and say "Amitabha".

A mighty event of retrieving the three volumes of martial arts essence for the descendants of the martial sage came to an end amidst the uproar.Since the descendants of Wu Sheng are not real, the three volumes of Buddhist collections cannot be handed over to anyone. Although some people have proposed that the Buddhist collections should be handed over to Lu Fan, the owner of Xiefeng Villa, there is no one in the monastery. Said, can only let it go.

Perhaps the most embarrassing thing for martial arts people is the fact that the descendants of martial arts saints are dead.

If what Lou Zhang said is true, and the descendants of Wu Sheng have passed away due to illness, then the three volumes of Buddhist collections preserved in Tianji Temple may be placed in the Temple forever.

Because of Shen Du, Yao Mo Dao seemed to lose interest in this matter after the false Lou Zhang was exposed, and left the monastery early in the morning; Zheng Dao lingered for half a day before leaving one after another.Xiefeng Villa left at noon, but Pengshan and Tianshuimeng came together in the afternoon by coincidence.

But at this time, Shen Du's men had already gone a long way.

When they came, they followed the most normal route from Yaomo Road, but when they returned, Shen Du gave the order to take Wufengkou.

Wufengkou is a very interesting place in the rivers and lakes. Because it is located at the junction of the four directions of southeast, northwest, so people from three religions and nine streams gather, it used to be a big city.However, because the surrounding towns became lively, Qilipo, which is not far from Wufengkou, has a flatter terrain, so it gradually absorbed the popularity of Wufengkou.

Just saying "barren" is not very barren.

After the decent merchants and residents moved out, this place has become the most suitable gathering place for people from the rivers and lakes. Some desperadoes still live in the city or stay temporarily.

The most famous thing there is not the frequent fights, nor the murders that can be seen at any time. The most famous thing there is a flagpole standing high in the city.

There are always heads on the flagpole.

If you are familiar with things in Jianghu, you can easily recognize that all the heads hung up are the heads of famous people in Jianghu.

The head of Shen Du, the demon master, is worth tens of thousands of gold in Wufengkou, but no one has ever hurt his hair, let alone taking other people's heads.

Yao Qing and the others knew about the head reward.

Hearing Shen Du said to go through Wufengkou, everyone was startled, not knowing what he wanted to do: "Taoist, over there at Wufengkou..."

"I said, take the five winds, don't ask too much."

Shen Du held the reins in his hand, looked at the endless bamboo sea, but his mind was still in a trance. He remembered the anticipation and apprehension he had when he saw this bamboo sea when he came here, but in the end it was the same as the first time he moved in. Like that piece of bamboo sea, I couldn't take anything with me when I left.

The bamboo house is already empty, so the monk shouldn't be able to see it, right?

Everyone had clearly sensed that something was wrong with Shen Du, and Yao Qing frowned worriedly. Only Pei Wuji could vaguely sense something from Shen Du's attitude.

But for the first time, he didn't speak.

The men and horses of the demon way obeyed Shen Du's order and changed their way to the direction of Wufengkou.

After walking for more than two hours, they all stopped to drink horses and refresh themselves when they reached a slightly flat valley.

Pei Wuji sat alone on a rock by the stream.

Shen Du saw him from a distance, then walked over, stood behind him, and asked with a smile: "I've seen it, have you thought about it?"

One corner of the dark red robe was draped over the stone covered with dark green moss, soaked in a little stream water, showing an extraordinarily dark color.

Pei Wuji knew that he would come to find him, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

"You can't tolerate me for a moment?"

"There is no feast that never ends. It is fate that people get together, and they will be separated by life and death in the end. What's the difference if you leave earlier or later?"

Shen Du was very open-minded, and stood behind him, looking at his back.

I still remember that he was just an unruly and thin boy back then, but now even if he sits here casually, he already has unusual power, and his broad shoulders seem to be able to bear the wind and rain.

"Pei Zuoshi, there may be only one Shen Du in this world, but there is definitely not only one Shen Du. The rivers, lakes and seas are vast and boundless. If you can let go of all the fetters and shackles and go out to have a look, it's not a bad idea." A nirvana."

A piece of catkins landed on Pei Wuji's shoulder, and Shen Du stretched out his hand to brush it away for him.

"I am your catastrophe, but not your salvation. I was born to belong to the way of demons, but you just went astray."

Pei Wuji noticed his movements, but he didn't dare to turn his head to look at him, for fear that his heart would soften and he would be reluctant to see him.It's just that when he thought of the monk who fought against Shen Du in front of the mountain gate, he still felt an unspeakable irony.

What was the difference between the way Shen Du looked at him at that time and his own?

In this world, those I love don't love me, and those I don't love prefer me?

He looked at the reflection of the broken mountain in the stream, and asked, "Is he that good?"

"……very good."

Shen Du was silent for a moment, but still smiled slightly, and answered him like this.

So at this moment, Pei Wuji's absurd anger, which was full of absurdity, suddenly exploded, causing him to slam the uncovered water bag into the stream, stood up immediately, and turned around. Come and look at Shen Du!

He is taller than Shen Du.

When he stood up suddenly like this, he had an unusual oppressive force, and he looked like a wild beast that would choose to eat someone.

When Yao Qing and the others heard the movement, they almost all looked over, quietly pressed the weapons on their waists, and became vigilant, guarding against the changes that would happen in the next moment.

But nothing happened.

Shen Du seemed to have expected that he would be so angry, he only lowered his eyes to look at the flying catkins sticking to his fingers, and saw that it was blown away by the wind, and said in a low voice, "It's like you are looking at me, thousands of All mistakes have become good things, and I think he is the same. In the past, it was sweet to think about it, but now it hurts to see it or not. I let myself go, and I let him go. Pei Wuji, you let go Let me go, let yourself go too."

Every word and every sentence is like a sharp knife cutting out the heart.

Pei Wuji finally felt heartbroken by him.

He almost took a step back and looked at him, so that he could suppress the hot and churning emotions in his chest under the calm appearance, and then said: "Okay."

Ten years of wrong love.

He gave up the hatred of his parents, suffered in unsolvable love and hatred, and struggled in the pain of not getting what he wanted.Everything, until today, in exchange for "let me go, let me go too"...

But in fact, he didn't want to let it go at all.

It's just what you want, and I will do what you want.

With an inexplicable laugh, Pei Wuji stared at him for a long while, as if he had finally sensed his cruelty and heartlessness, and turned around to leave.

The horse drank water aside.

He walked over with a cold face, turned over and got on the horse, but after driving the horse for half a distance, he turned the horse's head around again, stepped on the swollen stream, and came to Shen Du's body.

"Crash..."

The splashed brook was full of sunshine, soaking Shen Du's robe, making him raise his face to look at him.

Pei Wuji expressionlessly removed the knife from his waist that had been used for nearly ten years, and handed it towards him.

Did not speak, but the meaning is very clear.

Shen Du's gaze fell on the knife from his face, and after a long silence, he finally reached out to take it.

When he got this knife at the beginning of the year, he was just a simple and happy boy.Holding this saber now, I no longer have the same state of mind as I did back then, and I don't even feel a little bit of joy. What I have is only a kind of desolation that the world is changing.

Even the knife maker has passed away.

Shen Duxin was much more complicated, but at this moment he only called out in a low voice: "Pei Wuji."

Pei Wuji wanted to leave as soon as he pulled the rein, but his call was so soft that it was almost inaudible, but it made him stop all his movements.

He turned to look at him.

Shen Du came up, stood on the edge of the stone, laughed, stretched out his hand and grabbed the skirt of his chest, forcing him to bend down obediently towards him, and then kissed the tip of his slightly wrinkled and awe-inspiring eyebrows.

Without any eros.

Pei Wuji's eyes suddenly turned red.

He stared at him with wide eyes, wanting to beg him not to drive him away, just like when he was bold in front of him and didn't want to practice martial arts.

But all the words fell silent under his gaze.

Shen Du let him go, put the crescent-like ruler-length knife back into his scabbard, patted the horse with a smile, looked up at him and said: "Bring the knife, don't look back, and don't even return."

Get out of here, get out of me.

Far away, the ends of the earth, never look back.

The tall horse stepped on the stream, headed up the mountain path, and finally gradually disappeared into the thick green foothills, without any trace.