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What an interesting meeting.

Perhaps because of anticipation, Tilia would be separated from Mo Ya's body, and because of enjoyment, there was a moment of relaxation.

And Mo Ya moved at this moment, swung his leg backwards, hit the door of his heart, and then went over, hugged Na Xu, and got out from the gap in the rapidly falling stone door.

At this moment, the dilapidated mechanism of the Bird Clan was finally working. With a "bang", it stirred up a cloud of smoke and dust, and shut the Linhui in the door.

The sun was high, and the sun shone through the tangle of leaves covering the sky, even the halo was finely fragmented, hitting Mo Ya's face, it was extraordinarily illusory.

Na Xu was silent, his hands trembling slightly, because he didn't know what to say, so he went to pick up the herbs scattered on the ground.

The medicine basket was broken, and he picked up the herbs, but he had to hold them in his hands, looking stupid.

Mo Ya was also silent, because the potion had burned his throat, and he wasn't sure if it was his own voice or not when he spoke.

Then the white turbid liquid gushed out in this silence, and slid down his legs, exuding a lewd smell.

"We're here to pick up things." Mo Ya became more at ease because he was extremely miserable, and his squatting posture became obscene, and he tilted his head to look at Na Xu: "Monk, long time no see."

"Your voice……"

"I got angry, my throat is broken. Monk, do you have medicine?"

Na Xu took it seriously, picked among a bunch of herbs, finally picked two herbs, and handed them to Mo Ya.

Mo Ya didn't answer, just looked at him and said, "Do you have to be so stupid? Don't ask me why I'm still here. What are we here to get?"

"There is no treasure in that cave, just some weird things, natural stone flutes or something, you won't like it."

"Then don't you ask me, why did I keep him in and bring you out?"

"If you are threatened by him, I can help you. You follow me back." Na Xu's voice hardened, and he stretched out his hand, trying to grab his sleeve.

"Do you think I can be coerced? Am I afraid of death or pain?"

Nasu was taken aback for a moment.

"I brought you out because he wanted you dead."

"What about you, benefactor, you don't want me to die?" Na Xu raised his face.

"I don't want you dead. I'm ashamed of you."

"What shame does the donor have to me?"

"It's not difficult to guess." Mo Ya said softly, suppressing the blood foaming in his stomach: "I lied to you. He and I were originally a couple. He was possessed by Pixiu and gained supernatural power, so we started looking for Pixiu's identity." The other half."

"Tai Sui." Na Xu was not ignorant.

"And Tai Sui was locked in the ninth door." Mo Ya sighed: "You must understand now that I approached you only to ask you to dig out your heart and open the seal of that door. This matter Bai Ze He is also an accomplice, he tampered with the purpose of the ninth gate, he has always been against the sky, probably because the sky forbids him to die."

The order is clear and tight, and this so-called truth leaves Nasu nowhere to refute.

"So, the past story you told me is really just a story?"

"That story made you feel compassion, it's part of the plan." Mo Ya took a step closer, raised his hand, and pressed it on his chest that had been pierced by five fingers: "So monk, being merciful may not be a good thing, No matter how many hearts you have, you should not give them to others easily."

After an unknown period of time, with a puff of smoke and dust flying around, Lime would break through the stone door and come out of the hole, holding what he wanted in his hand.

Na Xu was no longer there, but Mo Ya was still there, his clothes dragging the floor, squatting on the edge of the cliff in his old posture.

"There is no poisonous smoke in the cave." Hearing the sound of footsteps, Mo Ya said without turning his head.

"Yes." Lime would slowly come over and squat down beside him: "It's a pity that your reason always loses out to your emotions."

"What you want me to do is to be bumped into by a monk at the most nasty moment, and then I can't argue with it?"

"You didn't go back. I think you and him will have to meet after all."

"We met now. And I bought one and got one free, and told him that you and I were a couple, and everything before was a lie to him. How, is this price worth the truth about my parents?"

Lin Hui remained silent, tilted his head, and rubbed his temples with his hand.

Everyone has a habit, his action means that he is going to break his promise, and he has no intention of apologizing.

Mo Ya didn't speak anymore, he hooked his head and looked at the cold air rising under his feet.

Ever since Na Xu left in a daze, he has been squatting on the edge of the cliff, looking at the dark bottom of the cliff.

It seems that because of being right for a long time, the bottom of the cliff began to produce a gravitational force, emitting a silent charm.

This charm is so great that it seems to have surpassed his patience.

So he got up, there was no sign, and there was no brewing, and as soon as he jumped, the wind howled, and he jumped down cleanly.

Because there was no defense at all, Lin would chase to the edge of the cliff and watch Mo Ya fall into the abyss.

Without pausing or thinking for a moment, he also jumped up, stepped on the cliff, and accelerated to catch up.

The scenery around him climbed rapidly all the way, until he was halfway up the mountain, he grabbed Mo Ya's hand, and inserted the bird tendon he had just obtained in the other hand deeply into the crack of the stone.

"You're crazy!" Lin Hui's voice was a little out of order: "Give me the other hand."

"My other arm was broken, just now." Mo Ya raised his eyes, his dark blue eyes were lifeless.

"You don't know how many bones you have broken in your life!"

"Yes." Under the long cliff wind, Mo Ya's hair was blown up, somewhat sadly: "But why? Why do my bones always break? Why don't I deserve dignity? Why do I deserve to suffer while I'm alive? ?”

Lime would be speechless for a moment.

It seems that in memory, since the age of eight or nine, Mo Ya has stopped asking why, because this question can't satisfy him, and can't keep him alive.

He is a bow that has been forced open, constantly being pulled to the extreme, but never broken.

Now in his eyes, this bit of deathly stillness, inexplicably, made Tilia feel a little scared.

"You haven't taken revenge yet, at least, you haven't known why yet." With five fingers deeply strangling his wrist, Linden felt a little emptiness: "Don't fucking tell me, you're so weak!"

"All suffering in the world is due to obsession." Mo Ya still raised his face, but the color in his eyes began to darken and lighten: "I owe my parents and brothers, and I will repay it in pieces. If it is not enough, there will be an afterlife."

"My sister gave birth to you! But you are not her child. It is a sin for you to start from a fertilized egg!"

Because of Lin's sudden words, Mo Ya's breathing became even more chaotic, and the color of his eyes gradually lightened, revealing a golden line.

"If you die, your monk will not die. I have ten thousand ways to make his life worse than death."

In another word, Mo Ya's eyes completely turned into amber gold. As soon as he gritted his teeth, his broken right hand used all his strength to climb up the cliff and split the bird's tendons that were said to be twisted and twisted into pieces. two paragraphs.

Then the two fell down, Linhui was brave and pulled the vines all the way, but he was still cut by the rocks on the cliff and bruised all over his body.

In the end, the two of them landed on a cypress tree with a crooked neck. Mo Ya's consciousness seemed to have disappeared, and he was riding on Linhui, with a lewd posture.

Because Tilia's shoulder was cut, and blood was slowly oozing through his clothes, he rolled up his tongue, pushed away his collar, licked circles on the wound, and tasted his blood.

The perverted Linhui should have liked this position and this location, but suddenly lost interest.

No one is his Mo Ya, including Tai Sui who is wearing Mo Ya's skin.

So he turned around, grabbed Mo Ya by the throat, pushed him down from the branch, and pressed him deeply into the dust.

"Brother Tai Sui, do you want to have sex? But I don't want to now, I'm sorry you are not strong enough, you have to listen to me!"

Pressing Mo Ya under his body and stopping all his struggles with his bare hands, he took a bite, went back on his body, and removed the blue luan tendon that had been broken in two.

Na Xu felt a little unusual when he came back from the outside.

All I do are some ordinary things, cleaning, copying scriptures, peeling sunflower seeds for snacks to eat.

But even Na Yan could see that he was unusual, because he threw away the melon seeds and stuffed two shells for him to eat.

"Senior brother..." The snack guy was very aggrieved, and he spit out the melon seed shell with a sound, and Xiaoyuan looked at him curiously.

"Oh..." Since the loss of a heart, Na Xu's reflex arc seemed to grow longer, and it took him a long time to react, and he brushed off the melon seed shells on the monk's robe for him, and said, "I'm sorry, senior brother is a little mind."

"Brother, what's on your mind?"

"I met Mo Ya."

The snack guy was obviously surprised, choked for no reason, and stammered: "I, I, I...I, I..."

"You met him too?" Naxu raised his eyes, peeled another sunflower seed, and handed him the meat: "Yes, he didn't leave. He also told me that he went to Wanfo Temple just to My heart came to open the ninth door, and everything he told me was a lie to me."

"Does the elder brother believe it?"

"I don't believe it all." Na Xu's eyes sank into nothingness: "I can see that he is not happy. If he and Tienhui were originally together, and now they got what they wanted, why should they be unhappy?"

"Senior brother is not happy now."

"He's different from me." Na Xu smiled and patted the snack boy's head: "The more unhappy he is, the more he will act as if nothing had happened, and the lower he looks. I can see that he is not good now."

"Then what should the senior brother do?"

"If what he said is not the truth, there is only one purpose, I hope I give up." Na Xu said slowly: "Then maybe I should follow his wishes and really give up."

These words were obviously too deep for Naxu, so he didn't ask the bottom line any more, he just concentrated on eating melon seeds, his stomach was full after eating, he refused to wash his feet, and fell asleep on Naxu's bed.

Na Xu had no choice but to fetch water, wash his feet, and clean all the dirt inside the fat girl, and took a pair of scissors to cut his nails with great difficulty in the dim yellow room.

Cutting and cutting, an old saying that had already sunk inexplicably came to my mind.

"Put it in a coffin that the sky doesn't care about, and the earth doesn't accept." He squeezed his fat feet, and he was surprised that he thought of this sentence at this moment: "The sky doesn't care about the earth, what kind of coffin is that?" ?”

The speaker has intentions, but the listener has no intention.

Mr. Gao, who was engaged in the shadow guard business on the roof and was about to go back to listen to the report to his family, heard this sentence, his heart skipped a beat, but he didn't think about it.

"The coffin that the sky doesn't care about. Ge Laozi, why do I think this thing has anything to do with me?!"

It wasn't until the door of Diting's room that his brain started to work, so he started talking to himself in surprise.