The devil is below, I am the master

Early morning in Moon Lao Pavilion.

He woke up to the sound of Tongzi Qingfeng's abacus.

"It's overspending again this month..." Qingfeng made calculations with a bitter face.

After finally forgetting, he looked sadly in the direction of his young master's room.

After finally coming back, I didn't wake up until this time?

Just as she was moaning, the door suddenly opened unexpectedly.

It's just that it wasn't the young master who came out of it, but the young master's apprentice——Bai Zhe.

Qingfeng's expression froze instantly: "..."

What does this mean?

Bai Zhe didn't come out of the young master's room last night? !

Wen Ran, who came out from behind, couldn't help shrinking her neck when she found Qingfeng who was staring at them.

But after all, it is impossible not to speak.

So he bit the bullet and said, "Let's go out for a while."

Qingfeng's face suddenly collapsed: "Are you going out again?"

"I'll go to the Emperor of Heaven, and he will go to the Book Pavilion."

After explaining, Wen Ran, master and apprentice, went out of Yuelao Pavilion by themselves.

Pass the marriage tree in the courtyard.

The ribbons on it fluttered in the wind.

Wen Ran blinked at it, not knowing what he thought of.

On the way, the two temporarily split up because of different destinations.

Wen Ran went to Yuanhe Hall alone.

These days, I often go in and out with Bai Zhe, once I leave him, I feel more and more unaccustomed.

This habit became natural and slowly penetrated into the bone marrow.

A group of patrolling soldiers passing by the inner court, Wen Ran couldn't help but quicken his pace.

Arrived at Yuanhe Hall.

The Emperor of Heaven was explaining something to Xiao Wenxian in the hall, with a serious expression on his face.

In fact, the Emperor of Heaven has not had a good rest for two consecutive days.

Wen Ran happened to overhear something, and it seemed that what he was talking about was exactly what everyone should be on guard against.

Said that the celestial phenomena have changed recently, Queen Mother Xi ordered all staff to be alert.

For Wen Ran's arrival, the Heavenly Emperor didn't seem to be surprised, but because of all the troubles recently, he had no time to take care of Wen Ran.

"Emperor of Heaven." Wen Ran bowed politely, then leaned forward to beat the Emperor of Heaven on the shoulder.

The Emperor of Heaven seemed to have really relaxed a bit, and asked in a low voice: "Are you back? Where did you go this time?"

When Wen Ran went there, he didn't think so many things would happen in Wenhan Academy, he just thought it was a trip down to earth, so he basically didn't tell anyone about it.

"I went to Wenhan Academy." Wen Ran replied, "Zhimo lost a painting, please help me find it."

"Painting?" The Emperor of Heaven also liked painting and calligraphy, and he suddenly became interested.

"Ah." Wen Ran saw that the Emperor of Heaven was interested, and secretly regretted that Bai Zhe had to take it back. "It's a picture of playing the piano, and in the picture is a man in white—"

The Emperor of Heaven stopped him in shock.

"The man in white who plays the piano?"

Wen Ran nodded: "Academy students who have seen that painting, one is dead, the other is crazy, they are quite evil."

The Heavenly Emperor suddenly sighed heavily.

I didn't expect that the painting would end up there after so many years.

"The one painted on it is actually a demon cultivator. He betrayed his master after only halfway through the path of cultivation. It is both good and evil. It is not surprising that you have stayed in the academy for a long time because of it."

"Where is that painting now?" Heavenly Emperor asked.

"I've brought it back to the Immortal Realm. Bai Zhe returned the painting to Zhimo."

As I said this, I felt a sensation in my heart.

A breeze came, Wen Ran stretched out a hand and opened his palm.

Then a petite paper figurine appeared in his palm.

However, before Wen Ran could grasp the paper figurine, he saw it turn into ashes in front of his eyes.

The yellow and white paper body just burned away.

There was only a little heat left on the fingertips.

Wen Ran looked at the ashes left by the paper figurine in shock, and didn't know what to say for a while.

This paper figurine was given to him by Zhimo, and he sent him back to the academy to check the situation there.

——Just because I still miss and worry in my heart.

But now, although the paper figurine came back, it was reduced to ashes.

A bad premonition arises spontaneously.

……

the other side.

Bookstore.

After Bai Zhe and Wen Ran separated, they went to Shuge to find Zhimo.

It seems that there is a consonance in the center of the dark, and he is just like Wen Ran, thinking about him uncontrollably.

It begins with the first-generation demon king who is alone and has little family affection.

In this life, I finally have someone I want to miss.

Just a little confused right now.

Nothing earth-shattering happened, only the long stream of water slowly passing by was crushed day by day.

This never-before-seen feeling gradually filled his whole body, which made him feel strange.

When he arrived at the bookstore, the bookstore was still very quiet.

There is only Zhimo here all year round.

The door of the bookstore was open, and Bai Zhe stood at the door and knocked a few times, but there was no response.

He went straight in.

The aroma of books and ink rushed to my face, and I saw rows and rows of bookshelves filled with all kinds of books. Compared with the past, the bookshelves in front of me looked much messier.

Many books have been turned out of the shelves, and now they are scattered on the wooden boards of various floors, and no one puts them back.

This is not like Zhimo's style.

The wind gently stirred the thin pages of a scroll, and the yellowed paper made a crisp sound, making the bookstore even quieter.

Bai Zhe walked over and looked down.

The opened book stopped right in front of Bai Zhe after being blown over a few pages.

A parallel lotus flower is drawn in black ink on it.

The lotus stretches its body wantonly, and the golden stamens seem to be laughing wildly.

"We only laugh at all the difficulties in this world—" Bai Zhe softly read out a line of small characters left by Bing Dilian.

"However, people in the world will continue to pester you until death." The second half of the sentence was followed by someone else.

Bai Zhe turned around to look, and it was indeed Zhimo who had returned.

Zhimo's usually neatly combed hair was unsteady at this moment, and a few strands of hair were hanging down from his temples, looking a bit embarrassed, and his eyes were not very clear.

It seems that I haven't washed and rested well for a long time.

Bai Zhe didn't ask any more questions, but just took out the scroll that he brought, and said, "The painting has been brought back."

The moment Zhimo heard these words, his eyes lit up, and he rushed over suddenly, grabbing the scroll.

"Get it back?!" Zhimo impatiently opened the scroll, confirming that it was really the one he had been thinking about, and was overjoyed, "Finally got it back! My baby!"

Zhimo's gaze became fanatical, and he stared at the man in white on the picture scroll without moving his eyes.

"..." Bai Zhe sensed the strangeness of the other party, recalled all the things that happened in the academy, and rarely took the initiative to warn, "This painting is very weird, please be careful."

When Wen Wu handed over the painting to them before, he didn't even let Wen Ran touch the painting, because he was worried that the aura of good and evil in the painting would hurt Wen Ran.

But Zhimo didn't seem to hear it, and didn't pay attention at all.

Seeing that he ignored him, Bai Zhe didn't intend to make any more effort, and just said that.However, just as he was about to turn around and walk out of the book pavilion, Zhimo suddenly spoke again——

"Come and see it too! What a beautiful painting!" Zhimo's hands holding the scroll trembled faintly.

Bai Zhe frowned, he naturally had no intention of touching the painting.Since this painting is both good and evil, it may affect him, so it is the best choice to stay away as soon as possible.

He no longer spent time with him, but just turned to the direction of the door.

But before he could take a step forward, he was grabbed tightly by one.

The strength of that hand was extremely strong, as if all the strength and emotions of the whole body had been poured into it.

Bai Zhe looked up along this hand until Zhimo's eyes turned completely black in an instant.

Zhimo, who had lost the whites of his eyes, had terribly deep eyes, as if that empty black hole had fallen on his pale face.

A cloud of black mist suddenly appeared.

In the next second, there was a crisp sound of "snap".

There was a crack in the Wuhui bracelet on the wrist, and then it shattered.

——The monstrous demonic energy that had been imprisoned for a long time overflowed in an instant like the sky falling apart.

……

Dark Moon Palace.

In the daytime, even in the Dark Moon Palace, which is said to be the place closest to the moon in the fairy world, the bright moon cannot be seen.

The chessboard on the table has become an endgame, and no one cares about it.

Even the chess pieces and the tea on the table were cold.

Uzuki got up, but still chose to walk to the window, looking in the direction of the bright moon.

The night is yet to come.

But the long-awaited feast is finally about to begin.

The silver-haired beauty smiled.

The author has something to say: The Ten Thousand Tribulations of Hell has begun