seven relics

Lian Jiangyue was walking on the wild trails in the mountains without thinking, the night was dark, the moonlight was blocked by the tall tree crowns, he couldn't even see his own shadow, he felt that the surroundings were dark, everything was black, what I can’t see clearly, I don’t want to see, I don’t want to feel anything, and I can’t feel anything anymore.He just walked mechanically, walking, walking, dodging when he encountered a low-hanging branch, and jumping when he encountered a stone. .When this thought flashed by, Lian Jiangyue stopped there.Before he knew it, he had come to the seaside, and the cliff was three steps away.The turbulent waves beat the shore, and some white foam on the sea surface was floating around restlessly.

Thinking of the shadow, Lian Jiangyue's eyelids twitched, her heart twitched twice, and her body regained some consciousness.He was really restless, and it seemed that there were many white bubbles wrapped in unknown things floating in his heart.

Zhu Xinmu said that he was "playing stupid", he wanted to deny it, but he couldn't deny it.He cannot deceive others and deceive himself.

How could he not know that his power was given to him by the shadow?How could he not know that Wuzangtong was hiding in his shadow?He just didn't want to delve into it, didn't want to think about it.How much he wished that the power of the shadow was purely his power, how he wished that he had a powerful ability beyond the reach of others, how he wished that once he made a move, any voice of opposition would be muted, and any angry eyes would be avoided, how he wished Even though he was a heinous and heinous devil, no one dared to come out and shout at him.

No.Lian Jiangyue turned her head in pain, not looking at the foaming sea.He didn't do anything bad at all, what "even if", what "big devil", he shouldn't think of himself that way, he is not a villain, and he doesn't want to be a villain, he just doesn't care about other people's slander, he just hates Those who attacked him indiscriminately in the name of helping justice—such as Ma Zun and others—when he saw them, he couldn't help but want to give them a blow and let them suffer.But he had no intention of hurting them, of killing them.

Why can't these people let him go?He will definitely meet a second Ma Zun when he walks in the rivers and lakes in the future...

He just wanted to take a look at the rivers and lakes that Lianwu hated, and go to some places he had never been to.

How far could he go without the power of the shadow?How far can you go?

Lian Jiangyue raised her head and looked at the moon in the sky. Once separated from the shadow, he would no longer be able to fly as if he could touch the moon with his hand. He would no longer be able to walk freely among the treetops or on the eaves. If he encounters another sandstorm and falls from a very high place, he may die.

But if he is not separated from the shadow, his body is likely to be taken by Wu Zangtong, Lian Jiangyue will no longer exist, and he will die.

Lian Jiangyue let out a long sigh, and sat on the rocks by the cliff. He had mixed feelings in his heart. He couldn't let go of the shadow, and he didn't want to rely too much on it, so Wuzangtong had the upper hand.He glanced at the ground from the corner of his eye, and suddenly thought: "Is this shadow really Wuzangtong?"

The shadow took care of him so much, and listened to his words.At this time, it was nestling at its feet, motionless, as if waiting for his orders at any time.Lian Jiangyue looked at it like this for a while, and felt a little pity for the shadow again.He said to himself: "Perhaps so many days have passed, Wuzangtong is already very weak in the shadow, I have the final say on this shadow, my control and the power of the shadow have been well integrated... "

Suddenly, the shadow expanded into a circle around him, and raised two black hands to protect him.Lian Jiangyue suddenly stood up, and took out the crying rain from a black hand, and the killing intent suddenly climbed up.He stared at the deep forest in front of him.

"Brother, it's me." Xingshan walked out of the woods.

Lian Jiangyue's wrist loosened, followed by a breath of relief, but immediately he was surrounded by a feeling of depression.He sat down on the stone again, and said with emotion: "I didn't feel the killing intent from your breath, but I showed seven or eight killing intents, thinking that no matter who is close to me, I will kill without mercy. "

Xing Shan stood where he was, and didn't get close to Lian Jiangyue, he was a little scared.He felt the killing intent that Lian Jiangyue said, and the killing intent surrounded him eeriely, as if a barrier had been pulled up in front of him, as if to isolate the possibility of everyone approaching him.

Xing Shan said worriedly: "Let's go back, Zhu Xinmu said that Mu Xinzhu is coming back, I still have something to ask him."

Lian Jiangyue lowered her head and remained silent.The outrageous killing intent is still there, and at the same time, a hatred is also haunting him. This hatred is not aimed at a specific person or event. Xingshan came to disturb him, hated that the stone was too cold, hated everything in the world... wished to kill the moon, chop the sea to death, take Xingshan's life with a sword, and destroy everything!

Lian Jiangyue desperately suppressed these two bloodthirsty impulses, and was unable to distract herself from thinking about other things.

At this time, Xingshan mustered up his courage and walked to the edge of Lianjiangyue, took off his coat and put it on him, saying: "The sea breeze is too strong."

Lian Jiangyue warmed up and looked at Xingshan.His eyes were gloomy and murderous.But Xingshan didn't back down, even though his body was trembling violently because of almost instinctive fear, he believed that Lian Jiangyue would not hurt him, and he would not run away from Lian Jiangyue just because of fear.For so many years, Lian Jiangyue has taken care of him and accompanied him, and now it is his turn to take care of and accompany him.Xing Shan stabilized his voice, and said: "He and Zhu Xinmu both said that if they killed each other, they could get the life and death pen. Don't you think this statement is a bit strange?"

"Strange?" Lian Jiangyue looked at him and said slowly, "It's a little strange."

His brain started working again slowly, and he said: "The memory of Zhu Xinmu and Mu Xinzhu should be shared, but they both feel that the pen is in the other's hand, either someone is lying, or someone's memory Something went wrong."

Xingshan nodded, and said: "Zhu Xinmu told me just now that he suspected that in order to completely conceal the whereabouts of the pen, Mu Xinzhu might have washed his memory with the pen and forgot that he had put the pen on it. Where. Leaving aside the whereabouts of the pen, did Mu Xinzhu lie to us? According to the original words of the two of them, they didn’t tell us to inquire about the whereabouts of the pen before the murder. Could it be that they knew that the pen was carried by the other party? Carry? Once the other party dies, can it be searched from the body?"

Lian Jiangyue followed, "Let's go, let's go back and find out more. Neither of these two people can be trusted."

He stood up, refreshed.Xing Shan looked at him and said, "Do you really think they are two people?"

"Just treat them as two people for the time being."

Seeing that his expression was relaxed, Xingshan dared to ask: "Brother, are you alright?"

Lian Jiangyue shook her head: "It's fine for now."

Xingshan said: "Don't worry, we will definitely find a way to separate you from Wuzangtong."

Lian Jiangyue said: "What if I can't be separated from him?"

Xing Shan said: "Then I also believe that senior brother will not become as evil and full of hatred as him."

Lian Jiangyue smiled, tugged at the coat on her shoulders, and went back to the cottage with Xingshan.Before he took two steps, he saw a gray shadow flying out of the woods. Lian Jiangyue and Xing Shan avoided it. The two of them took a closer look and saw that the one who flew out of the woods was a gray-clothed Taoist priest holding a branch.

The Taoist lowered his eyebrows, and asked the two of them bitterly, "Have you killed Zhu Xinmu?"

Lian Jiangyue and Xing Shan exchanged glances, the person in front of them should be Mu Xinzhu.Lian Jiangyue said: "Zhu Xinmu said that the pen of life and death is with you, and you hid it."

Mu Xinzhu was furious: "He's farting!" He swung the branch back, a strong wind hit the woods behind him, the branches creaked, and the birds flew out of the woods.The moon was obscured by a dark cloud.The sky and the earth are so thick that they cannot be melted.

Xing Shan said: "After you used it to separate the souls of the two of you, why did you hide it? Are you afraid that this pen will fall into other people's hands and be used to do bad things? Why don't you just destroy it?"

Mu Xinzhu suddenly bared his teeth and sat on the ground, covering his head, in excruciating pain.

Xingshan continued: "Zhu Xinmu also said that in order to completely hide it from him and not let him know the whereabouts of the pen, you used the brush to erase your memory of its whereabouts."

Mu Xinzhu let out a cry of pain, his facial features were hideous, he slapped the grass, and said, "He farts! The last time I saw that pen, it was in his hand! He is a tree, I am a bamboo, our memory is engraved on the On the skin, on the blood, how can it be brushed off? Life and death are judged by the pen, the first is the soul, the second is the cause and effect, and the third is the robbery. I never knew that it can also wash away the memory! He thought the brush was just a paint for the wall ??"

Lian Jiangyue said: "Then you said that the pen is with him, do you know where he put the pen, carry it with you, put it in the coat pocket or trousers pocket? Your memories should be shared, right? He put the pen in Where, you should know."

Mu Xinzhu seemed to be in more pain, and kept patting his head: "It's right there, right there!"

Xing Shan said quietly: "He said you lied, you said he lied, who should we believe? If we kill the wrong person and we can't get the pen, my senior brother will be hopeless."

Mu Xinzhu said angrily: "Okay! Then you all go into my memory and take a look! Find out who is lying!"

"Into your memory?" Lian Jiangyue wondered, "How do people's memories enter?"

"I'm not a human, I'm a demon!" Mu Xinzhu gritted his teeth loudly: "Let's also take a look at where Zhu Xinmu's broken piece of wood hides his pen, it must have been hidden by him. I don’t know what method he used to hide it from me, because, because the pen was made of wood, he couldn’t bear to destroy it! Originally, we had a good talk, and we would destroy it when we were done, and keep it. It is also a disaster if it gets into the hands of people with ulterior motives."

Xing Shan raised his eyebrows: "You seem to have some truth in saying that."

Mu Xinzhu flicked his sleeve: "Stop talking nonsense, Xingshan, you come in!"

He stared at Xingshan, grabbed his bun and lifted it up, only to see a piece of human skin being slowly lifted up by him.Under the man's skin, he could see a green bamboo with faint light.

Xingshan was dumbfounded, and Mu Xinzhu said again: "Lian Jiangyue, please avoid it, go to the thatched cottage and wait, Wuzang is metal, gold can defeat wood, he'd better stay away from me."

Lian Jiangyue was also a little dumbfounded, and said in her mouth: "What the hell is Wuzangtong...?"

Mu Xinzhu continued to lift the human skin up, and the green bamboo was exposed more, he said: "He is a finger that Wu Youshi was cut off by the crying rain."

He also said: "I am also thinking about you. When you are in my memory, it belongs to the inhuman realm. Human power is very weak inside. You are always alone. Wuzangtong is not, you are very It's easy for him to overstep his authority, do you understand?"

Xing Shan then said, "Brother, go to the thatched cottage and wait for me."

Lian Jiangyue looked at Mu Xinzhu and said, "No, your inhuman realm sounds dangerous. Xingshan has already done enough for me. I can't let him take risks for me."

Mu Xinzhu said: "You guys just talk a lot of nonsense! Well, then you all come in, if you die inside, don't rely on me!"

Hearing a "wow", Mu Xinzhu completely pulled off the human skin on his body, and threw it into the sky, the human skin expanded instantly, and then flew down again, like a tent, covering Lianjiang Yuehe Walk to the top of the mountain.And the tent was surrounded by a circle of bookshelves, which were full of books. For some reason, Lian Jiangyue and Xingshan were also stepping on books.

The two looked up, down, left, and right, as if they were in a messy library with no ceiling in sight.

Lian Jiangyue looked at the ground again. Among the books piled at their feet, there were "Alien Witnesses in the Ancient City of Mimo" and "35 Updates of the Beggar Gang". Lian Jiangyue saw a copy of "Wu You Shi No. The content of the next update", he couldn't help whispering: "What is Wu Youshi, and what am I..."

He was about to pick up the book and flip through it, when Mu Xinzhu's voice came from above their heads.

"Don't worry about that, those are hearsay information that Zhu Xinmu hasn't classified yet. We encountered the pen of life and death two judgments 300 years ago, it should be the Ming Dynasty. You go to the No. book."