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Nostalgia is human nature.

Everyone always keeps a few old things more or less. Even if they are useless, as long as they keep them, they seem to keep a thought.

The same seems to be the case with Shang Wuyong.It's just that the "thoughts" he wants to keep are obviously much more than ordinary people.

I saw him walking silently among the neatly placed old objects, bypassing a "pen mound" full of various bald pens, and finally came to the center of the secret room. In front of the elegant wooden frame.

"This is the dagger that Ren Wuxin gave him when he entered the mountain, right?" Lian Zhuxian pointed to the small weapon placed on the upper shelf of the wooden frame.

Shang Wuyong lifted the wine jar and placed it on the second floor of the wooden stand.On the left side of this position is a stack of handwritten scriptures, and on the right side are several celadon cups.

Looking at the third floor, there is actually a boxy old pillow, and there are other old daily utensils beside it.

"These... are all things that Ren Wuxin gave or used?" Lian Zhuxian made a bold guess, "Shang Wuyong kept all of them for collection? Isn't this too abnormal?"

As soon as he finished saying this, he suddenly remembered that he still had a few pieces of cakes that Mr. Fengzhang gave him a few days ago hidden in his Qiankun bag. He was afraid that they had gone moldy long ago. "More abnormal.

While he was thinking, he saw that Shang Wuyong had set up the wine jar, and stretched out his hand to caress the utensils on the wooden stand one by one.It's like looking at cultural objects, and it's like petting a pet.With that focused and ambiguous attitude, even bystanders would feel embarrassed.

"Shang Wuyong's possessiveness is very strong." Feng Zhangjun said suddenly, "Anything that he once owned, as long as he didn't take the initiative to abandon it, don't even think about escaping from his grasp."

This old thing full of the whole secret room seems to be the best evidence.Perhaps it is because the childhood trauma of having nothing was too deep, and in reality, Bijunju is a quiet and inactive fairy gate. The desire proliferating from the wound has nowhere to rest, and it swells abnormally like roots in the dark underground.

Staring silently at Shang Wuyong's back, some dark memories suddenly emerged in Lian Zhu Xian's mind.

He sighed softly: "...Before I was sold into Shanguo Temple, there were two boys in the family I lived in. From as long as I can remember, every meal was leftovers from their meals. There were many other grievances at that time, but I can’t remember them now, except for the matter of ‘eating’, which I always cared about. Even if I got the way of bigu in the future, I still couldn’t let go of this desire. "

This was the first time that Lian Zhu Xian took the initiative to talk about his past.Feng Zhangjun was startled slightly, and his first reaction was to whisper: "Whatever you want to eat in the future, just tell me."

Although he felt that this sentence didn't sound like Feng Zhangjun's usual style, Lian Zhu Xian still nodded with a smile: "Okay."

As soon as the words fell, the darkness in front of the eyes began to sway again, and the scene in Xiangpei jumped again quickly.

A few days later, Sect Leader Ye left the customs as scheduled.

Accompanied by Shang Wuyong, Ren Wuxin visited the master, clarified his appeal, and got the master's understanding.After a simple discussion, the head of Ye and Ren Wuxin agreed to a period of five years, allowing him to find reliable people in the sect, train them, and gradually entrust the affairs in hand to them.And within these five years, Ren Wuxin's burden will be appropriately lightened, so as not to delay the important matters of Qingxiu.

Ren Wuxin was obviously very satisfied with the permission of the head.In contrast, Shang Wuyong didn't seem so happy.

In fact, it's not difficult to understand when you think about it - he and Ren Wuxin are like two roads heading in different directions. Although they meet for a short time at this moment, as long as they continue to move forward, there will inevitably be a day when they will part ways.

Lian Zhuxian suddenly recalled the Nuosoma leader and Gu king he had seen in the last voyeurism.When Nuosoma chose to become an immortal and leave, the anger and reluctance shown by the Gu King was impressive.If the same thing happened between Shang Wuyong and Ren Wuxin, how would Shang Wuyong behave?

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The four seasons in Xiang Peep change rapidly.When the maple leaves were first red in the town under the sea of ​​clouds, Shang Wuyong and Ren Wuxin had a rare opportunity to go down the mountain together.

Their main purpose is to represent Master Ye Zhangmen to attend the birthday banquet of the Hall Master of Huajian Hall.In addition, there are still a few days to spare, which can be arranged freely for them.

So Ren Wuxin took the initiative to propose that he go to Mani Temple to visit the abbot there.

"Mani Temple..."

Lian Zhu Xian vaguely felt that this name sounded familiar, but Feng Zhangjun had already given the answer beforehand——

"Mani Temple, later known as Shanguo Temple."

After a few casual flashbacks, the scene of Xiangpi stabilized again, and the first thing that caught the eye was golden.

It was a gigantic ginkgo tree, surrounded by many Buddha halls, with a bright golden canopy full of trees. Under the big tree covered with golden leaves, a half-legged statue of Maitreya was sitting quietly and alone.

Such a Zen scene should have been amazing and appreciated.However, for some reason, Lian Zhu Xian only felt that his eyes went dark, and then his complexion turned pale and he was sweating profusely.He trembled and stuck his neck, as if he couldn't breathe!

As if he had expected it, Feng Zhangjun immediately pulled him into his arms, covered his mouth and nose, and let him breathe hard.

"This is Xiangpei, not reality, don't be afraid, it's all over..."

Under his constant reassurance and reminders, Lian Zhu Xian finally breathed out a few breaths, and then limp in Feng Zhangjun's arms, slowly regaining his senses.

"I'm fine..."

When his legs were no longer weak, he seemed to feel ashamed, and immediately left Feng Zhangjun's embrace, pushed back his hair soaked in cold sweat with one hand, and began to look for Shang Wuyong and Ren Wuxin.

"They are there." Feng Zhangjun thoughtfully pointed out the direction for him.

It was a tea house by the courtyard, through the open wooden door one could see the elegant inner room, Shang Wuyong and Ren Wuxin were drinking tea and talking with an old monk.

However, what really attracted Lian Zhuxian's attention was the scenery beyond the sliding door on the other side of the teahouse.

There is a long and narrow shaded courtyard.Unlike the atrium, which is rich in autumn and piled up with golden leaves, there are damp moss and soft ferns growing everywhere.But silently standing behind this piece of thick green is a large piece of bleak blood red.

It was a crimson high cliff, with a huge gold powder "Buddha" carved on the top of the cliff, solemn and solemn, but surrounded by countless black and white strange runes.There are also some small holes carved up and down the cliff for climbers to borrow their hands and feet, leading to narrow caves that can only accommodate one person.

"Where is... Beast Heart Cliff?"

Muttering out the name that he had only seen in murals and ancient books, Lian Zhu Xian's eyes flickered again.

Although this cliff has been razed to the ground in the era of Shanguo Temple, it has played a role that cannot be ignored in the fate of Lian Zhuxian.

At this moment, in the teahouse, Shang Wuyong and Ren Wuxin also turned their eyes to the cliff in the courtyard, as if they were listening to the old monk telling its allusion.

Lian Zhuxian also began to explain to Feng Zhangjun: "It is said that the founder of Mani Temple came from Tianzhu, and he slept in the wild when he passed here. At night, he dreamed that the meat relics he carried with him were shining brightly in the box. Found a blood-red cliff on the flat ground. The patriarch gave up the idea of ​​going north to the capital and built a Mani Temple on the edge of the cliff. If the monks in the temple face the wall in the niche on the cliff, the cliff will take away their greed, hatred, And the obsession is removed into the rock. The rock that has absorbed these resentments will struggle and jump like a living thing in the first seven days, and will return to normal after seven days. If the live rock is cut off in time, it can be processed Obtained a strange poison called 'Stone Stasis'. It can kill ordinary people, but if a monk swallows it, it will damage a lot of morality."

"... damages the Tao." Feng Zhangjun repeated the word and looked at Lian Zhu Xian.

"What do you mean?" Lian Zhuxian's heart skipped a beat after he instructed him, and he seemed to realize something: "The reason why Ren Wuxin's morality has declined is actually because he was poisoned by stone stasis?"

As he spoke, he turned his gaze to the teahouse not far away again—Ren Wuxin and Shang Wuyong were still talking to the old monk, looking calm.

If Ren Wuxin was really poisoned by the stone stasis, who would be the one who poisoned him?Who knows the secret of the Beast Heart Cliff, but who doesn't want Ren Wuxin to cultivate diligently, and even not hesitate to do this?

The answer is about to come out.

With a thought in his mind, Lian Zhu Xian immediately snapped his fingers, skipping those long and dull talk scenes.If it is indeed Shang Wuyong's poison, then this scene will definitely leave traces in the following Xiangyan.

Sure enough, Lian Zhuxian really found him.

The scene changed, and it became a deep night again, and the moonlight projected the bamboo shadows in the courtyard onto the white wall in the room.

Shang Wuyong sat up from the bed, he had already changed into a set of black night clothes.

He pushed the door out without a sound, and then flew up to the roof.

Looking around, the field of vision is filled with rows of high and low houses, but all of them are in the dark.Farther away is the towering Lifang wall, gray and white, looming in the night.

Lian Zhuxian knew that this place was definitely not Biyunju, but Feng Zhangjun had already reported a more exact location: "This should be Liuquan City."

Liuquan City is not far from Mani Temple, Shang Wuyong may have found an excuse temporarily that he had something to do, so he stayed at the inn in the city.At this moment, he silently walked a dozen steps along the ridge of the roof of the inn, then squatted down cautiously, lifted a few tiles and peeked down.

Under the tiles is another guest room. Ren Wuxin is sleeping peacefully on the couch, and it seems that she won't wake up until dawn.

Shang Wuyong seemed satisfied, so he stood up again, Yu Jian flew out of the city.

A shadow of uneasiness appeared in Lian Zhu Xian's heart, he snapped his fingers, impatient to know where Shang Wuyong's destination was.

It is indeed Mani Temple.

When he saw clearly the hazy golden word "Buddha" on the cliff under the moonlight, Lian Zhu Xian admitted that he silently gasped.

In order to avoid alarming the monks in the temple, Shang Wuyong flew directly to the top of Beast Heart Cliff with his sword, and then climbed down the steep cliff with his bare hands, and finally came to the nearest Zen cave smoothly.

Since it is only used for meditating facing the wall, the interior of the meditation cave is extremely narrow, and ordinary people can only bow their bodies and meditate without even turning around.

Unable to light the lamp for illumination, Shang Wuyong simply stretched out his hand and groped the cave wall inch by inch, hoping to touch a living stone stasis by chance, but he found nothing.

Fortunately, this seemed to be what he expected.I only heard Shang Wuyong taking a light breath in the dark, then stopped his movements, and began to pray softly to the cave wall.

"...Look over there!"

Lian Zhuxian first noticed a faint red light on the wall of the cave, like a little red-hot charcoal fire, or a red sun covered by dark clouds.

Immediately afterwards, the light suddenly beat once and again, like a heart embedded in a rock wall, beating regularly!

This is stone stasis, a poison produced by Shang Wuyong using part of his inner obsession.

Under Lian Zhuxian's astonished and disappointed gaze, Shang Wuyong took out the dagger that Ren Wuxin gave him, and prepared to dig Shi Yu off the rock wall.

But just when the blade was wedged into the edge between the rock wall and the stone stasis, an indescribable severe pain instantly hit Shang Wuyong's heart, making him grunt, and almost lost the tool in his hand.

Lian Zhu Xian sighed: "...the obsession is not in the heart, if you want to dig out this bruise from your heart, I'm afraid you have to endure the pain like cutting your heart out."

No matter what, Shang Wuyong dug out the red, throbbing stone stasis in one piece from the animal cliff.

Then, he put the "bloody" stone silt into his arms, moved his stiff body a little, and slowly crawled out of the cave.

The mountain wind was blowing in his face, and he realized that his whole body was already drenched in cold sweat.At this time, in the east, the sky has already broken dawn.

The author has something to say: Lian Zhuxian: Let me introduce my distant cousin: Chang Liuse

Fengzhangjun: Let me introduce my distant cousin: Mr. Chuisi

Chang Liuser: Hee hee hee, long time no see everyone, it's been ten years, Mr. Chuisi and I are doing well, happy and happy.

Mr. Chuisi: Xiaochang is recovering very well, don't worry about it, I will cherish him well.

Maha: Amitabha, isn't Beast Heart Cliff my part? Obviously I am the monk of Mani Temple.

Yin Zhuli: Why are you pretending to be a donkey when you have all your hair growing up!

Shang Wuyong: Wait... the group above? !Where did it come from! ! !I am the protagonist of this branch! ! ! !

Ren Wuxin: Don't be angry, senior brother, these are our seniors. Without them, we are not the same as we are now.