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Shuiyue took him to the place with twists and turns, Yao Bai turned out of his original body and jumped into the pool, splashing the water comfortably.The sky is empty and clear, and occasionally a few birds fly past the clouds, like ink dots scattered on white paper.Yao Bai lay in the water and looked at the sky quietly, tiredness crept up silently.

He had a dream, dreaming that he was walking by the Cangshan Lake with a fine carving knife in his hand.The wind was very strong by the lake, whistling and scratching my ears. I seemed to be in a hurry and insisted on going somewhere.Finally, he ran wildly on the path, and finally arrived at the foot of the Marriage Deed Stone.

Yaobai found his name, and the dim marriage contract line appeared under the stone layer.He half-squatted and half-kneeled, deepening the lines bit by bit with the carving knife.

The wind blew heavy rain, but Yao Bai didn't notice it, and still lowered his head and slashed at the stone with a knife.Day turned into night, and night turned into day again. After a few days and nights, a crooked line stretched from the front of the stone to the back corner.

Yao Bai stretched out his nick-covered fingers to trace the contours of the lines, and raised his hands to wipe his sweaty temples, seemingly satisfied.Finally, he used a carving knife to draw three circles at the end of the deed line.

"Wen Bufan, come here." He turned around and called out, handing out the sharp-edged carving knife, asking Wen Bufan to carve the rest for him.The person behind stood motionless, did not respond to him, nor did he accept the carving knife, his eyes swept over him lightly, and fell back to the surface of the vast water.

Yaobai waited for a while, a little angry, and urged him: "Hurry up."

Wen Bufan still stood where he was, the wind lifted the corners of his clothes, like a delicate and lifelike doll.

"Forget it, I'll do it myself." Yao Bai withdrew his hand and whispered something.

He lowered his head again, and engraved Wen Bufan's name stroke by stroke in the circled position.His name was difficult to write, and it took a lot of effort to carve a shallow seal. Yao Bai gradually became agitated, and his movements became less and less serious, poking deep and shallow holes in the half-inch stone surface.

Suddenly, there was a crisp "ding", and the inch-long carving knife could not withstand the damage, and it was brittle and shattered into pieces.The spattered blade pierced into the flesh of his wrist, Yao Bai suddenly turned around, staring at Wen Bufan.

This time Wen Bufan no longer treated him indifferently, but looked at his bloody hands and smiled meaningfully.

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Yao Bai woke up with a shiver.It was already dark, and the night dew fell silently in the dark night, and the pool water also became a little cooler.

Shuiyue was originally sleeping cross-legged on the shore, but when he woke up, she sat up dazedly, and asked him if he wanted to go down the mountain to find something to eat.

Yaobai shook his head, "Go find Mangtian."

Shuiyue yelled unhappily: "Why are you looking for him again!" That man was crazy, his words were annoying, and he could make the master very manic every time.When the master becomes agitated, he will beat people very hard, even if he is beaten, he will continue to talk badly.

That is a person with a bad head, Shuiyue evaluated silently in her heart.

"The illusion he made is too useless," Yao Bai pushed aside the grass up to his waist and walked out, "he should be beaten."

Shuiyue: "..."

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Yao Bai and Mang Tian met on a narrow road outside the lotus barrier, one was about to go in, and the other just came out.

Mang Tian was thrown out by Jie Ling, with a gloomy expression on his face, he turned his head and saw Yao Bai standing behind him with a yellow cat on his back, looking at him with a smile on his face: "Yo, you have been kicked out."

"None of your business." Mang Tian said in a foul voice.

Yaobai hugged Shuiyue in his arms, and smiled deeper, "It's just right, so I won't go in to find you again."

Mangtian seems to be used to being provoked by him, besides Wen Bufan, Yaobai is the second person he is familiar with in this world - although they are either fighting or scolding each other when they meet.He had just been left behind by Wen Bufan, and he was upset, but he didn't even sneer at Yao Bai, and said flatly, "What do you want me for?"

Yao Bai was stunned, and asked amusedly, "What are you doing? Of course I hit you."

"..." He shouldn't have asked.

"What's the air?" Mang Tian paused for a moment, then said with a smirk: "You are really powerful, you can fight much better than Wen Bufan's flamboyant airs. But it's not that I'm trapped in the illusion and can't get out, if it's not for Wen Bufan to take care of you Nosy, your consciousness has been swallowed by the illusion and turned into an empty shell of a walking dead."

"What did you say?" Yao Bai's smile faded, and he looked at him coolly, "Wen Bufan has come to the illusion?"

He suddenly remembered the unreasonable sadness he felt before the illusion shattered.It clearly didn't belong to him, but it made him feel related to him.

Is it Wen Bufan?

"Otherwise, how do you think you got out?" Mang Tian mocked.

"Where is he now?"

"do not know."

As soon as Mang Tian finished speaking, a cold and shiny hard object touched his neck.Yaobai sent the piercing soul bone forward, and let out a cold breath: "Wen Bufan, where is it?"

"I was eaten by Lao Tzu." Mang Tian opened his mouth filled with black mist, "His Buddha's heart is in my body, and if I swallow his body, I will be the most powerful force in the world. I can become a demon or a Buddha by myself." Mind you, this broken bone of yours is only worthy of picking my teeth."

"Really, how about I help you pick your teeth now."

Yao Bai pinched his mandible, and inserted the piercing soul bone hard from the open mouth, poking a hole the size of a fist in the back of the neck, and black air was gushing out.

The piercing soul bone stirred slowly, and the sound of bones rubbing against each other came from the back of Mangtian's head. He didn't feel any pain, but felt that his body was leaking air.

Yao Bai looked surprisingly serious, as if he was making a handicraft, his elbow movements were always graceful and slow, until he ground half of Mang Tian's skull into fine powder.

"You have to thank Wen Bufan, thank him for his Buddha heart." Yao Bai whispered in his ear, "Otherwise, your soul would be shattered into slag now."

"I can keep my life, and I can kill it, understand?"

"Tell me." Yao Bai stretched out his hand and straightened his tattered head, "Where is Wen Bufan?"