deceitful words and deeds

Leaving the containment room, Di Jie stopped at the door of the office, stood there for a few seconds, and left without pushing the door.He took out his phone to contact Yuan Junce, mentioned the matter of visiting Lay Wuqiu, and finally decided that Di Xie and Yuan Junce would go together.

I don't know what's going on with Chongjiu now, Di Jie is still worried about letting Yuan Junce go alone.It's not that he doubts Yuan Junce's ability, but that Chongjiu is too powerful and has to be careful.

Of course, it is impossible to rush into other people's homes directly, which is rude.When they arrived at Lay Master Wuqiu's downstairs, they didn't contact or call in advance. The people upstairs seemed to be able to sense their arrival. After a while, they opened the door and went downstairs, walking straight in their direction.

Clerk Wuqiu was twisting the Buddhist beads in his hand, and when he saw Yuan Junce from afar, he smiled faintly: "The benefactor."

He has the serenity and indifference unique to a person of pure cultivation, and his eyes are full of compassion. Even if he wears his hair and wears ordinary clothes, he is more like a monk than his senior brother Du E monk.Di Xie had no doubts that he was destined to practice Buddhism by birth. Why did such a person interfere with Chongjiu's affairs?

Yuan Junce pulled out his hand in his pocket, and said directly: "I won't beat around the bush, just tell me, you saved that guy?"

Layman Wuqiu smiled lightly, turned his gaze to Di Xie: "Mr. Di, how are you doing?"

Di Chie said: "Master Du'e has always been worried about your fate. It's too imprudent for a layman to take in someone of unknown origin."

The sound of the wooden beads colliding was low and hoarse, Layman Wuqiu lowered his head slightly, his face was gentle: "I am ashamed to worry about my brother, and I am destined to be free. It is the truth that if you don't worry, you won't let go."

He didn't deny that Chong Jiu was with him.Di Xie and Yuan Junce looked at each other and confirmed this point.

Yuan Junce looked carefully at Jushi Wuqiu, his figure was reflected in the pupils of his eyes, and he had a feeling of deja vu.

"Did I meet you somewhere?" Yuan Junce said.

Layman Wuqiu turned his face to him, but naturally avoided his eyes: "When I was taking the cat home, I met him once in the street."

Yuan Junce didn't think about it for a while, and he was even more sure that the familiarity didn't come from that "one-sided relationship".He suspiciously looked at the man in front of him who had already returned to vulgarity, temporarily put aside this irrelevant matter, and said, "Why did you save that guy?"

"It doesn't matter who I save, it doesn't matter who it is, that's what a practitioner should do. It doesn't make any difference whether it's a human or a demon, or something else." Layman Wuqiu responded as usual.

He also saved the Bird Demon. There was nothing wrong with what he said, but Yuan Junce disagreed: "It depends on who saves people. Some people shouldn't be saved."

"In my eyes, there is only one that I cannot save, and there is nothing that should not be saved." Layman Wuqiu folded his hands together, "I, the Buddha, is merciful and saves all people in the world, regardless of high or low."

"There is no distinction between high and low, but there are good and evil." Yuan Junce pressed on step by step.

Hearing this, Jushi Wuqiu looked up at Yuan Junce, with a smile on his face: "The more wicked you are, the more you want to save him."

Yuan Junce's words were sharp: "A monk who has returned to vulgarity and grown his hair can talk about how to cross people."

"Whether you want to go to the Buddha or not is not about sending out, but about your heart."

The two of you said a word to me, without giving an inch.Di Xie knew that layman Wuqiu was good at "sophistry" and fooled the monk Du'e with a few words, so he pulled Yuan Junce, don't waste effort in this kind of place.

"That person's identity is unusual, and I'm afraid there will be more troubles outside, so I ask the lay monk to hand him over to us." Di Chie said calmly.

"I'm afraid it won't work." Layman Wuqiu showed regret, and despite Di Xie's questioning, he kept silent about the reason.

Yuan Junce took a step forward: "Since you are not willing to take the initiative to hand it over, then don't blame me for doing it."

"You and him are one, so why confront each other?" Wuqiu Layman asked.

"Standing and talking doesn't hurt your back. There can only be one of him and me. You say something like this, don't you know what you are asking?" Yuan Junce was a little impatient. Look confused.

"But this body is his, isn't it?"

Lay Wuqiu's simple words successfully angered Yuan Junce.

His face was cold and stern, and he was ready to go. Di Xie didn't want to cause trouble here, so he shook his head at Yuan Junce: "We are here this time, just to ask clearly, and there is no hostility."

Jushi Wuqiu calmly said to Yuan Junce: "You were not born out of your own will, you just occupied this body and existed in the world for many years, and you are unwilling to disappear. But is it wrong for him to find his body?"

"I can live in peace with him, but he wants my life, how can it be confused?" Yuan Junce suppressed his anger, the more he looked at this man, the more he disliked him.

"Then, if he can give up, can you give up too?" Layman Wuqiu asked again.

Di Xie didn't hesitate: "He doesn't trouble us, so of course we won't cause trouble. It is because of his pressing every step that we will fight back."

Layman Wuqiu clasped his hands together and bowed slightly: "Then, hand him over to me."

Di Chie took a deep look at him, and after a while, he said, "Master Du'e is really worried about you."

Layman Wuqiu said: "I have always known the brother's love."

Seeing that he couldn't say anything no matter what, Di Jie didn't dare to believe it, and didn't want to push Lay Wuqiu to the opposite side, so he could only take Yuan Junce away temporarily.

Looking at the current situation, Yuan Junce could hardly bear the urge to beat someone up.

Watching the two go away, Layman Wuqiu turned back upstairs, and the figure of Chong Jiu in the light screen became clear.

The black turbid air continued to pass through his body, crashing against the light screen, and his expression seemed to be in pain.

After living in the human world for many years, his soul was tainted and tainted and could not be easily expelled. In this state, even if he managed to get his body back, he would not be able to achieve his true purpose.

It is impossible for Jushi Wuqiu to hand over Chongjiu to Di Xie at this time.His words are all from his heart, and there is no distinction between good and evil when crossing people, he wants to cross him.

Speaking of which, if Di Xie hadn't injured Chong Jiu with his sword, Wuqiu Jushi would not have had the opportunity to help Chong Jiu get rid of it.He knew that he shouldn't reject Di Chie, but some things couldn't be avoided, and there should be an end to it.

Just like the doom that Monk Du E is worried about, since it is destined, it will definitely come.He wants to do something with all his strength before he arrives.

Putting aside distracting thoughts in his mind, Lay Wuqiu returned to the futon and continued to chant Buddhist scriptures.

As he approached, the curled up Chong Jiu suddenly opened his eyes.

Those sharp eyes stared at him, propped up his body, like a whisper from hell piercing through the light screen: "He has been here..."

Does it refer to that body—Yuan Junce?Could it be that the breath of the body was sensed and intensified?Layman Wuqiu's expression became solemn, he closed his eyes, and the speed of chanting in his mouth continued to increase, and the fingers twisting the beads moved very fast.

With both hands clapping on the light screen, black air wrapped around Chong Jiu's body, and the forced out turbid air and golden light eroded and devoured each other.

The mantra uttered in the mouth melted into the light screen, but was quickly dissipated. While the black air gradually decreased, the light screen also showed weaknesses.

Jushi Wuqiu opened his eyes suddenly, and saw a hand protruding from the light screen, fingers flexed into claws, firmly grasping his arm.

"What a pity." Chongjiu's body slowly leaned out from the light screen, holding onto Layman Wuqiu tightly, "Do you think eliminating those turbid qi will have any effect? ​​I'm sorry, those things are very important to me. It doesn't have any effect... No, to be honest, I really feel a lot more relaxed, thank you."

The same face as Yuan Junce showed a sincere smile, and his arms wrapped around Lay Wuqiu's body, like a close hug.

But the skin under his palms began to dry up and loosen. Layman Wuqiu was trapped by those arms, unable to move. He could only feel life draining from his body, and even the blood flowing in his veins began to slow down.

Chong Jiu's chin rested on his shoulder, his cheek pressed against the skin on the side of his neck, and his voice was softer than ever: "As a reward, I will spare your life."

The 30-year-old man aged rapidly, his black hair turned white in an instant, and the hand holding the soul-returning wood was covered with wrinkles, but he did not resist, not even struggle.

"Don't you remember me?" Lay Wuqiu's voice changed just like his appearance, but it was still calm and indifferent.

As expected of a practitioner, he is full of strength, stronger than that tree.Feeling that he had absorbed enough life, Chong Jiu let go of his arms.

He held Layman Wuqiu's face in a good mood, and said, "Of course I remember, aren't you the one who promised to help me take care of the kitten. I can recognize it when I have long hair."

No, that has nothing to do with hair.Layman Wuqiu smiled, his old face still looked a little youthful, and his voice was a little emotional: "You really don't remember me."

Chongjiu felt that he was a little strange, but now he was not leisurely, so he was talking about what he had and what he didn't have.He stood up: "No matter what, you helped me. Listen to my advice, monk, don't worry too much, and you can live a long life."

Layman Wuqiu just looked at him quietly with a smile, Chong Jiu's expression turned cold, he ignored him and walked towards the door.

Rapid aging puts a heavy burden on the body. Layman Wuqiu couldn't support his sore back, so he leaned on the table legs with his body bent.

It failed, and it was still too reluctant.He looked at the wrinkled hands, trembling slightly due to weakness, and closed his eyes with a wry smile.

When Di Zhi returned home, he had already started to do his homework. The cook in the kitchen rushed out when he heard the noise. When he saw Di Zhi, he remained motionless. Di Zhi pointed at the smoking kitchen: "The pot is burnt."

Qin Xiaoshu woke up like a dream, and hurried back to the kitchen to turn off the fire.

Di Xie walked to Ye Xing's side, watched him write new characters stroke by stroke, and Ye Xing pointed to the words on the exercise book and said, "I'll teach you, read to Di Xie."

Di Chi said that he didn't need to teach, he recognized it.Ye Xing asked doubtfully, "But Master, didn't you say that you never went to school?"

Di Chi was speechless for a while at what his little apprentice said, and explained: "I haven't studied for a few years, but it's not that I'm uneducated. I can still read and write."

Ye Xing looked disappointed: "Then I can't teach you anything?"

"You want to teach me?" Di Jie felt that he might have heard wrong.

"The teacher said that if three people walk together, there must be my teacher. It means that no matter who you are, you will have his strengths, and you must learn from others with an open mind. You and Dad have a lot to teach me, but I have nothing to teach Here you go." Ye Xing put down his pen, his face full of frustration, "I have no strengths, not at all."

"Of course you have strengths," Di Jie rubbed his head. "You also taught me some things, such as... expressing love. This is a very important thing."

Ye Xing rolled his eyes, and quickly raised his face to recover his vitality: "Yes! I love Master and Dad very much, and I will tell you if I love you!"

"It's time to eat." Qin Xiaoshu's slightly deep voice sounded, and Di Xie smiled and rubbed his hair, urging him to wash his hands and eat.

The dishes are all good and I like to eat, but the plate of green vegetables on Di Xie's dish is a bit mushy, and Qin Xiaoshu dare not look directly at it.

At the dinner table, Di Xie and Ye Xing were talking, occasionally laughing at Ye Xing, which was a departure from the normal state of not talking.After dinner, he accompanied Ye Xing to do homework and finish his homework until he sent Ye Xing to the bed to lie down.

Walking out of the bedroom, Di Jie saw Qin Xiaoshu sitting on the sofa, went over and sat down beside him.

Qin Xiaoshu held back, but couldn't hold back, hugging Di Chi, almost pressing the weight of his whole body on it.

"I thought you wouldn't come back after being angry." Qin Xiaoshu's voice was muffled.

Di Xi lowered his eyelids: "If you are angry, you are angry, why don't you come back. It's okay to stay here, and you are here too."

"I know I was wrong." Qin Xiaoshu's confession sounded much more sincere this time.

He listened carefully to what Di Chie said, and Di Chie said he wanted to be quiet so he wouldn't bother him.Take Yexing back and make dinner to feed him.I don't know if Di Xie will come back at night, but I also did his part.

His fear of losing him tortured him, it was terrible.

Di Xie hugged Qin Xiaoshu back: "I'm sorry for making you feel uneasy, I should have noticed earlier. I will be closer to you, and you can tell me anything, okay?"