seven relics

Zhu Xinmu blinked, and hummed with a laugh: "What split personality?"

He got up, raised his arm and pulled down a cricket nest. Suddenly, all the hanging cricket nests turned into mobile phones—black, white, red, blue, green screen, flip Of, touch screen, all kinds.The screens of all the mobile phones are on at the same time, and all the mobile phones are sending out text message notification sounds.

Lian Jiangyue got a headache from hearing this, and put down her long hair tied behind her head, covering her ears.Xingshan was also dizzy, frowned and said: "You are Muxinzhu, right? After you lay down on the bed just now, you haven't moved. After sleeping for a while, you woke up and turned into Zhuxinzhu. Isn't this a split personality?"

Zhu Xinmu shuttled among those bright and ringing mobile phones, poking one for a while, pressing the other for a while, looking at Xingshan with a smile, and said: "I'm not human, how can I have a split personality?"

Lian Jiangyue said: "Then what are you?"

Zhu Xinmu looked at him with a smile again, rolled his eyes like that, looked him up and down, and said: "Okay, people can't kill me, so I'll find a living dead to kill me, luckily he can find it .”

"Living dead? What do you mean?" Xing Shan asked anxiously.Language: Mu Yixi: Wood.

Zhu Xinmu walked to the wooden table at this moment, and flicked his sleeves on the table, a laptop and two tablet computers appeared on the wooden table.He put the tablet upright, put it next to the notebook, opened the notebook, put down the oil lamp, clicked on a blank document, and started typing, saying: "Lian Jiangyue, there is a person in your shadow Evil, full of hate, and soon you will be just as evil and full of hate."

What he said was exactly the same as Mu Xinzhu.And he even knew his name, Lian Jiangyue asked him: "How do you know my name?"

Xing Shan looked at those mobile phones vigilantly, and said, "What did you send out with your mobile phone just now? Who did you send it to?"

He became worried, could it be that his and Lian Jiangyue's whereabouts had leaked out in the arena?Is this bamboo or wood also a person in the rivers and lakes?Are these mobile phones used by him to communicate with the outside world?Who did he just reveal to?

Those mobile phones were still ringing, and there was a breeze blowing in from outside. Zhu Xinmu scratched his scalp, typed intently, and said, "Don't worry, no meddling people know what you are here. I am A dryad, is there anything in the world that trees don’t know? Look at this mountain, no matter how ordinary a tree is, it has a lifespan of more than 400 years. They are still growing and gaining wind. The information blown in."

"Tree demon?" Lian Jiangyue and Xing Shan looked at Zhu Xinmu together, almost speaking in unison.

Zhu Xinmu raised his eyes, raised his chin at the table full of things, glanced at them, and said with a playful smile, "Otherwise I'm a juggler?"

Xingshan quietly stepped on the ground under the wooden table with his feet, and then touched the bottom of the wooden table quietly. The ground is solid, and there is no mechanism under the wooden table.Could it be that the things on the table were really conjured by this monster?Are there really demons in this world?

Lian Jiangyue said: "I believe you are not Mu Xinzhu."

Zhu Xinmu snorted and continued typing.

Although Zhu Xinmu looks exactly the same as Mu Xinzhu, judging from the tone and demeanor of his speech, they are completely two people.Mu Xinzhu is always very gloomy, with deep resentment between his eyebrows, Zhu Xinmu is always smiling, revealing a sense of cynicism.

Lian Jiangyue said again: "You said you are a tree demon, so how old are you this year? Are you... a demon from the Qin Dynasty?"

He thought of the hand-painted map of Xingshan, those folk anecdotes... Puyang in the Qin Dynasty, where did the story of the bamboo and wood demon barrier begin?

Zhu Xinmu licked his lips, a cup of hot tea appeared on the table, he saw Lian Jiangyue and Xingshan, and smiled, there were two more chairs beside the table, a cup of hot tea turned into a teapot, and more Two teacups came out.

He said, "You have done a lot of research."

Xing Shan touched the chair and the teacup. He could touch them all, so he picked up the teacup and took a sip of the tea in it. The tea made from bamboo leaves moistened his throat and was sweet.He was speechless, but when he looked at Lian Jiangyue and his right hand, he felt that it was not so unbelievable that there were demons in the world.Besides, entanglement with Zhu Xinmu's identity at this time is of no benefit to inquiring about information and solving the trouble of Wuzangtong.Xing Shan sat down, held his teacup, looked at Zhu Xinmu and said, "I feel that you are more reasonable than that Mu Xinzhu."

Zhu Xinmu drank tea with a smile and said, "What do you want to say?"

Xing Shan said: "I think you already know the purpose of our visit, so I wonder if I can borrow your life-and-death judgment pen?"

Lian Jiangyue also sat down, his shadow trembled twice, standing stiffly in front of the wall of the thatched cottage, only a black line stretched out to connect with the soles of his feet.Zhu Xinmu said: "The pen of judging life and death is with Mu Xinzhu."

Xing Shan said: "But he said that the pen is with you..."

Zhu Xinmu laughed twice, and said: "That's what he said? He lied to you, the pen is with him! If you kill him, you can get the pen, and if you get the pen, I can help you. you guys."

He returned his gaze to his notebook and continued typing.

Xingshan opened his mouth again, and said: "You are a demon, and your perspective and way of looking at things may be different from ordinary people like us. What you are talking about...according to my personal judgment, is it right to kill Mu Xinzhu?" Is it the same as killing you? Or if you kill Mu Xinzhu when he uses this body, he will die? You will not be affected at all?"

Lian Jiangyue said: "Thousands and hundreds of years, do you all use the same physical body?"

Zhu Xinmu looked at Lian Jiangyue, typing without slowing down, and said: "Answer your question first," but his eyes narrowed, and he changed his words, "No, you answer one of my questions first."

"what is the problem?"

"Is the Jiuqu Bead really powerful? Will the Jiuqu Bead spread out like flower petals when it hits the ground?"

Lian Jiangyue looked at Zhu Xinmu, and she was even more convinced that he was either a demon or a ghost. He had never revealed to anyone that he had witnessed Jiuquzhu.But he didn't intend to reveal it here and now, so he didn't reply.

Seeing this, Zhu Xinmu nodded, and said repeatedly: "Understand, you promised not to say anything to others, well, let me ask you again, Jiuquzhu ranks first among hidden weapons today, do you have any opinions? Don't you?" I'll take it as your default if you speak."

Lian Jiangyue wanted to change the subject, and asked, "You have been typing, what are you writing? Are you the one who wrote the manuscripts that were sent out?"

Zhu Xinmu grinned, rubbed his hands, turned the notebook over, pointed to the screen and said to them: ""New Weapons Manual", I don't see you two coming, just give me the right time to be my advisor."

Walking up the mountain and taking a look, what was written on the laptop screen was: Hidden weapons ranking, first, Jiuquzhu, second, smashing Wang Chongyang's boots.

"Smash Wang Chongyang's boots to death?" Xing Shan blinked, and Monk Zhang Er was confused.

Zhu Xinmu smacked his lips, took a tablet, pressed it, and threw it to Xingshan, and the movie started playing on the tablet. "East and West".

Lian Jiangyue also looked at the laptop screen: "Concealed weapon, No.3, Chaozhou poisonous apple..."

Zhu Xinmu started to smack his lips again: "You guys are really boring, look, look."

He kept pointing at the tablet he threw to Xingshan.Lian Jiangyue and Xing Shan got together to watch a movie, Xing Shan suddenly slapped his forehead and said, "Oh! You are like the wick of the Tathagata Buddha!"

He said excitedly: "Aren't you and Mu Xinzhu just fighting for the ownership of this body, fighting to the death? The traps on the mountain were set up by you to frame each other? Aren't you afraid of hurting this body? Actually, why bother?" Are you so attached to a body? I’ll find another body for you, and if you transfer Mu Xinzhu’s soul to that body, won’t your problem be solved?”

Lian Jiangyue was confused: "The wick of the Tathagata Buddha?"

Zhu Xinmu smiled and said: "What you? It's him! It's him who always wants me to die! Me..." He turned the notebook back and said, "Let's answer Lian Jiangyue's question first. Nor do we always use a physical body.

"I am both a tree demon and a bamboo demon. I am a tree growing out of a hollow bamboo. After a few days, the tree becomes hollow again, and bamboo grows out of the hollow tree. This is the relationship between me and Mu Xinzhu. After we practice human form, we are always fighting for the right to use this physical body. Muxinzhu is bamboo, and bamboo can make arrows. As for killing people, he deliberately wants to kill me. What about me? I am a tree, a tree Making paper, making pens, I like to take root in one place, I just want to record all the stories I hear, but I don’t want to die either. We fought for many years, until 300 years ago, we accidentally got a life and death Pen."

When Xing Shan and Lian Jiangyue heard this, they all stared at Zhu Xinmu.

Zhu Xinmu shook his head and said: "Life and death are two sentences, one sentence can split the entangled soul."

"I also heard that someone in Yangzhou who was homesick could sew skins and embroider faces, so we went down to Yangzhou and ordered a set of finely made leather bags with a lot of money. I would like to leave this body and use that skin, and I will get into that skin. He and I will live in peace.

"The skin bag is very useful, but it is a pity that after more than 200 years, the skin bag has rotted after all, and no one who misses home has that kind of craftsmanship. Now they can at most be used as a human skin mask."

Zhu Xinmu took a sip of tea and glanced at Jiangyue: "You haven't looked back at home yet, have you?"

Lian Jiangyue whispered: "You should order a few more sets at the beginning."

Zhu Xinmu laughed loudly: "Do you think this thing is easy to make? The human skin is boiled with whale oil, and the stitches are made of white moon lotus flowers that only bloom once in ten years and form lotus roots once. It takes 30 years to make a piece of rooted lotus root, but the master craftsman who made it for us died after finishing one piece, and no one has his skills anymore."

He went on to say: "After the skin rotted, I returned to this physical body. I have no choice. As soon as I opened my eyes and touched my face, I knew that I was back again. Mu Xinzhu was so angry that he died. Now I really hate me to the bone. I have been hiding my whereabouts, just not wanting to be found by him. Every two years, during the two or three months when he is more active with this physical body, I will wander around, not wanting to be found by him When he found out where I put my home, he would look for my old lair everywhere, and then set all kinds of traps around to kill me. You see, a few days ago he found out that I live here now, and he set up traps everywhere. Isn’t it a trap that affects ordinary people? I originally wanted to live in peace with him, but I was also annoyed by him, so I really want him to die now.”

"Then you can keep wandering, right?" Lian Jiangyue said.

Zhu Xinmu patted his leg: "It has been said that I am a tree. Have you ever seen a tree often move its nest? People move to live, trees move to die, and wandering in the clouds for two or three months has exhausted my energy. I must have A place where I can take root allows me to live a stable life for a year and a half. To be honest, if I can, I really want to stay in one place. I like this mountain very much, but I can’t live if he finds out. Now, when the period of his active life is over, I'm going."

Lian Jiangyue asked: "If you can't live a comforting life for a year or so, what will you do?"

"I can't sit still and write a story!"

Lian Jiangyue muttered: "I thought it would hurt my life..."

Zhu Xinmu scolded: "It's ridiculous! Isn't this more serious than hurting your life?"

Xing Shan said sadly, "Is there no room for peaceful use of the same body?"

Zhu Xinmu yawned, looked at Xing Shan and said, "Answer your previous question."

"How to kill him, I don't know, he didn't kill me, and I didn't kill him, so he kept trying, trying to find a killer, and now he's looking for you."

Xing Shan pondered for a while, and said: "He doesn't want to leave this body, so why don't you leave this body and find a way to kill this body, maybe he will die too?"

Zhu Xinmu said: "This body cannot be killed."

He smiled and said: "You mortals often talk about the soul. For you, the body will disappear, and the soul seems to be immortal. But for us monsters, the immortal body is the body after cultivation. The demon heart is still there."

Xing Shan said blankly, "Then the pen of judging life and death...we won't be able to get it?"

Lian Jiangyue said to Zhu Xinmu: "You said that Mu Xinzhu lied to us, how can you prove that you didn't lie to us? How can you prove that the pen is not with you?"

Zhu Xinmu said: "I can't prove it, but the last time I saw it, it was held by Mu Xinzhu." Zhu Xinmu had that smiling face again: "But Lian Jiangyue, you have to think clearly , all the martial arts you have now, all the skills you have, all the skills you have to fly over the roof, dance with swords, and ride a thousand horses are all given to you by Wuzangtong. Once he is separated from you, all the power you have now will disappear. "

Lian Jiangyue was startled: "What do you mean?"

Zhu Xinmu laughed: "Why are you pretending to be stupid? Wu Zang Tong and Kui Yu will fight to a tie and hide in your shadow. He is your shadow now."

Xingshan said: "So, the crying rain is also in the shadow of senior brother, can't it shake Wuzangtong?"

Zhu Xinmu laughed loudly: "If you enter someone else's shadow, it is someone else's territory. After all, Kuyu is a sword. How can a sword affect people? After all, Wuzangtong is a person, and people can confuse people the most. People know how to control people."

When he saw Lian Jiangyue's shadow, the shadow trembled, as if a circle of burrs had grown out of his body, Lian Jiangyue trembled, got up with a dark face, and said, "I'm going out for a walk."

Zhu Xinmu stretched his waist: "I'm sleepy, Mu Xinzhu is coming back, you can ask him about the pen, he may have completely concealed the whereabouts of this pen in order not to let me know, and he took this part by himself. The memories of life and death are brushed away." He raised the corners of his mouth and said lazily: "Life and death are two sentences, one is soul, the other is cause and effect, and the third is kalpa. It is life or death, and it is a judgment."

After Xingshan heard the words, he had many questions again, but when he looked outside, Lianjiangyue gradually drifted away, and his whole body was wrapped in a dark cloud of smoke, so he hurriedly got up and chased it out.