Obsession [Quick Transmigration]

Xuan Ying is much more transparent than the previous task subjects, her eyes are clean and clear, and her temperament is clear and breezy, as if the white clothes are not stained with any dust.

Jiang Mu has been coming and going in the reincarnation chart these years, and has seen too many embarrassing faces. They are either hideous, or hesitant, some are heartbroken, and some are ashamed. Only Xuanying is different from others, quiet and calm .

He is so elegant that it can almost be called beautiful, like a holy Buddha descended from the nine heavens, whether it is appearance or talent, you can't see any flaws in him, and naturally you can't see the cause of his attachment.

This was Jiang Mu's first doubt. He felt that this person's heart was like a mirror, unshakable by outsiders. Logically, such a person would not be controlled by obsession, but why did he stay in this kind of world for so long?

From Jiang Mu's point of view, he appreciates Xuan Ying, because he appreciates it, so he pities him, and he can't bear the destruction of the other party's practice, so he wants to take him away from where he is, and seeks a way to resolve his obsession so as to avoid the suffering of reincarnation.

But Shi Liu's painting made him have new considerations.

Father, like son.

And he, will he be dark under the lamp?

Looking at the other party's flattery and humiliation, the appearance of not eating the world's fireworks in the past is unavoidable at this time, Jiang Mu asked: "Aren't you curious, why did I come for you?"

Xuan Ying's eyes were still gentle and normal: "Benefactor Jiang is mysterious, and the poor monk will not guess if he can't figure it out."

"Are you afraid that I will harm you?"

"If the benefactor wants to, he can do it at any time. Life and death are destiny. Why should the poor monk worry about it?"

Ever since the incident with the Zhao Family Escort Bureau, the two of them have been very strange, as if they have a tacit secret, no one will reveal it, but they both know it in their hearts.

Jiang Mu is usually quite gentle. Although he looks cold because of his bad complexion, he has never put on airs, otherwise Lu Xue would not have dared to scold him repeatedly.

But at this time, he was suddenly different from usual, the cold breath was spreading from his body, and he felt chills all over his body in a trance, as if he had entered hell.

"If I want an answer, there are many ways."

The two horses were startled into panic, but Xuanying's calm expression remained unchanged. He said, "Since this is the case, can the poor monk ask Benefactor Jiang a question?"

Jiang Mu just stared at him and didn't answer anything.

Xuan Ying continued unhurriedly: "The benefactor came for the poor monk, dare I ask, is it for justice?"

Speaking of this kind of sake, it is basically an open discussion. Xuan Ying is really tricky, even if he is not the leader behind the scenes, he cannot escape any relationship.

Jiang Mu asked directly: "Are you a 'virtual' person?"

Xuan Ying shook her head: "No, there are some origins."

He said that he didn't lie, Jiang Mu naturally monitored it, so he asked: "Did you draw the portrait?"

"This?" Xuan Ying glanced down at the painting and shook her head again, "Not really."

"Those three cases are related to you?"

"Is it okay to stand by and watch?"

Jiang Mu took a deep look at him, and didn't ask any more questions, holding the rein as usual as if nothing happened.

Xuan Ying rode up to catch up with him: "Why, why don't you continue to ask, for example, what is the relationship between me and that organization? You don't ask anything now, and you are not afraid that the poor monk will do bad things?"

Jiang Mu remembered his mission. Regarding this Xuanying, the underworld once gave information. It was a somewhat old-fashioned drama-the story of the Buddha's son becoming a demon.

Xuan Ying's real identity is the son of the two former demon leaders of the Demon Sect. Master De Ning's old illness is related to Xuan Ying's parents. Although he succeeded in killing the two evildoers back then, he was also severely injured. , In addition to this, there is another accident, that is the young Xuanying.

The parents did evil, and the child was innocent. Since the two of them are dead, there is no need to be cruel to the child. Master De Ning kindly concealed Xuan Ying's life experience from the outside world, and accepted him as a closed disciple. What he didn't expect was that Xuanying really had a relationship with Buddhism, and was even so outstanding that no one among the new generation of disciples of Buddhism could match.

The establishment of the new suzerain of the Buddhist sect is because of this embarrassment. Should a person whose parents are devils be in charge, even if he has never made mistakes in half his life?

The story given by the Jifu was told after the candidacy was established. The 58 first prizes failed to impress Master De Ning in the end. The embarrassment of public candidacy and subsequent suspicions made Xuanying fall into blackness, and finally made a big mistake.

So a person whose parents are devils will also become a devil?

Jiang Mu didn't think so at first, so he used the excuse of going to the Western Regions to get poisonous flowers to tie Xuan Ying by his side, hoping to resolve the gap between him and Master De Ning, but now it seems that Xuan Ying may have changed a long time ago, and he came too late .

"What you think and do is up to you. This place is not far from the Western Regions. After taking the poisonous flowers, you will be free for the time being."

Jiang Mu's mission is to help the undead get rid of their obsessions, and then lead the spirit back to the underworld. In the end, whether the soul will be reincarnated or go to hell to be punished is a matter for the underworld, and the verdict has nothing to do with him.

After all, those undead who are obsessed with obsession may not be good people, and what they do may not be good deeds. Karma reincarnation Jiang Mu has no right to ask and does not want to ask. The only thing he thinks about now is the person who broke the soul chain. I don’t know Whether it is an outsider invasion, that kind of person is much more dangerous than a blackened supporting role, and he can't let it go.

Yes, Jiang Mu didn't take Xuan Ying's matter to heart.

First of all, Xuanying is not an outsider. No matter how talented the aborigines of this world are, they will be restricted by the rules. That is to say, even if he plots an earth-shattering conspiracy, he will definitely lose in the end to the male protagonist Yan Jie who has monstrous luck. There are no waves on the book.

Secondly, Xuan Ying does not have the strength to break the chain of soul locks. His soul has long been examined by Jiang Mu. At best, he is a dark-bellied demon monk who hides deep. The gap is also very different. It can be said that as long as Jiang Mu has the heart to do something, killing him is completely easy.

Xuan Ying understood: "You really know a lot of things, and you also know the life experience of the poor monk."

Jiang Mu looked sideways: "As long as you don't challenge my patience."

Xuan Ying pursed her lips and smiled: "Well, the poor monk tried his best, but he didn't know what the benefactor Jiang wanted to do with the poor monk, but with the skills of the benefactor, even if he wanted to be a poor monk, he would have no power to resist."

He was joking, but Jiang Mu didn't talk to him: "You have a delicate heart, and you have planned what you do. Others can't convince you or impress you, but no matter what the result is, you must leave with me."

"Oh?" Xuan Ying tilted her head slightly with a surprised expression, "It turns out that the benefactor is actually the poor monk himself, which is interesting. The poor monk is a little curious about where you want to take me, are you going home as a guest?"

Jiang Mu glanced at him lightly: "It's a beautiful idea. If you are still a holy monk, you may be able to visit, but now I guess you should go to hell."

Xuan Ying put one hand on his chest with a smile: "Amitabha, that sounds good."

After all, Jiang Mu's experience is there. He usually doesn't show mountains or waters, but he is still very sensitive when he is in front of him, and he is merciless.

Xuan Ying is a smart person, if the object is Yan Jieshu, he may still pretend to be innocent, even if the incident is revealed.But Jiang Mu and Yan Jieshu are different, he belongs to the more ruthless kind, and Xuan Ying knows in his heart that once he is suspected, he will not be able to escape, and the other party will have a way to force him to speak out, so it is better to be more conscious.

He doesn't know what this person is going to do, but he probably understands that the current Jiang Mu will not stop him and he is not here for justice.

*

The three cases and the time on the road were delayed a lot, but it was still more than a month before the flowers bloomed in the Western Regions. Fortunately, Yan Jieshu had made arrangements in advance, and they also had a place to stay.

The person who came to receive Jiang Mu and Xuan Ying was a long-bearded middle-aged man named Wu Shijun. He was from the Central Plains, and he was very cheerful.He has been doing business in the Western Regions all year round. He has already married here and has three sons and one daughter. This time, Yan Jieshu not only arranged for Jiang Mu, but also for Wu Shijun. It's just enough to keep his life, but his body is very easy to get sick, and I'm afraid he won't be able to survive to adulthood.

Yan Jieshu mentioned it to Jiang Mu before, although the two are friends, genius doctors and the like have eccentricities and rules, and he doesn't want Jiang Mu to be in trouble. He didn't expect Jiang Mu to agree after hearing this, Yan Jieshu was full of joy and quickly contacted Wu Shijun , This is the scene where the other party is waiting at the entry gate of the Western Regions.

Facing Wu Shijun's hesitant, expecting Ai Ai's eyes, Jiang Mu said calmly: "Let's go and see Ling Qianjin first."

The long-bearded man hurriedly nodded and got on his horse to lead them the way, and Jiang Mu followed on his horse.

Xuan Ying looked at Jiang Mu's back, with a smile on his lips, and followed him unhurriedly, as if he was seeing someone else's doctor in Linzhou City.

*

Wu Shijun's youngest daughter, Wu Jingyi, is nine years old this year. She suffers from congenital insufficiency. The disease is caused by birth and cannot be restored to normal. The little girl had been poisoned.

Wu Shijun didn't hide it, saying that it was a murder five years ago. He has made many enemies in the Western Regions for so many years. An accident five years ago, if it wasn't for the help of Yan Jieshu and the others at that time, I'm afraid his family would be killed. He had already died at the hands of the gangsters, but in the end, the youngest daughter was implicated. The poison developed quickly and merged into the blood. Many famous doctors were helpless, and now they were only relying on various precious medicinal materials to hang their lives.

Jiang Mu didn't say much after taking the pulse, and opened the order as usual, with his usual expression, but Wu Shijun looked at him anxiously, with big eyes looking at him pitifully, but he didn't dare to ask, for fear of disturbing the other party.

"It's not easy to cure, but it's not too difficult," Jiang Mu said after a while, "Even if it's cured, Lingqianjin will have to spend her life in rest in this life, not hurting her mind or being tired."

Wu Shijun was ecstatic in an instant: "Really?! No matter, no matter, being alive is better than anything else! Great, great, Doctor Jiang, no, Doctor Jiang, you are really a living god sent by the Bodhisattva to save the suffering! No, you are the reincarnation of the Bodhisattva from heaven..."

His words became more and more exaggerated, but the excitement was understandable.

"The poor monk Guanjiang's benefactor is also like a bodhisattva, but he doesn't like to laugh, and he is not so round and smooth."

Xuan Ying stood behind and smiled lightly, his words were full of ridicule.

Jiang Mu tilted his head to look at him, and the latter tilted his head slightly to look at him.

Since the monk's showdown, not pretending to be a holy monk has begun to appear demonic, and it is difficult for people to adapt.

Wu Shijun's nerves in this area are relatively rough, and he can't see any dark waves in it, but he is a businessman after all, and he knows that hiring people to do things requires some practical work, but Jiang Mu only needs medical expenses, and nothing else. There are treasures that I can't send out, so I can only lick my face every day and ask for warmth for fear that the hospitality will not be good.

*

The time for the poisonous flowers to bloom has not yet come, Jiang Mu forced out some poison for Wu Jingyi every day, and waited for the day by the way.

The poisonous flower is called "Yuluo", and the number is very small. Many people don't know its specific use. They only know that this plant is highly poisonous, and it withers in a short time. The time is still short, so it is named "Yuluo".

Jiangmu naturally has a way to preserve "Yuluo", but now it has to wait for it to approach the flowering date. Several people live in a courtyard under Wu Shijun's name, close to the mountain where "Yuluo" grows.

Because of Wu Jingyi's illness, Jiang Mu couldn't go away on weekdays. Only Xuan Ying always went up the mountain to see the growth of poisonous flowers. Jiang Mu didn't worry about him doing anything wrong. He was so relieved that Xuan Ying didn't make any other movements, and it was safe and sound. Same as before.

During this period, Yan Jieshu sent a lot of letters, some to share interesting stories, and some to confide in difficulties to solve doubts. He raised a condor, which I heard was inherited from an old senior, and he can travel thousands of miles without rest. Now it is actually used as a carrier pigeon, but the condor also likes to run to Jiangmu's side, probably because it can get some benefits every time-it actually likes to eat the pills refined by Jiangmu.

*

On this day, a new letter came in again.

Xuan Ying was sitting in the room sipping tea, when she raised her eyes to see the black eagle flying in with big wings, pretending to be obedient and rubbing Jiang Mu's sleeve to please.

"Letters come one after another, even in the Western Regions, you can't stop them. You have a good relationship with Yan Jieshu, and your status is even higher than that of his confidante friends."

Jiang Mu took off the letter box on the eagle's leg, held a few pills in one hand and fed them, and said in a serious manner: "Threesomes are bound to be like this. Who is the master jealous of?"

This is always the case when making friends, for example, your friend and your friend become better friends than you.

Xuan Ying gently put down the tea and said: "The poor monk is now a bird in a cage, how can he afford to eat vinegar, don't think Jiang Benefactor will care about this."

He slowly got up, straightened his clothes and started to go out. Jiang Mu read the letter and said slowly, "Where are you going?"

Xuan Ying turned around and said in a calm tone, "Go up the mountain and go around."

Jiang Mutou didn't lift up: "When did you like going up the mountain so much?"

"What? You can't even go up the mountain. Donor Jiang really intends to tie the poor monk by your side?"

"It's impossible to tie it down," Jiang Mu put the letter paper on one side of the table, and pointed to the desk, "If the master wants to go out, I can accompany him, but today I want to return the letter first, and the master can help me first." Grinding? I'm going to Miss Wu's now."

Xuan Ying pursed her lips, and finally walked over slowly: "Naturally, poor monks are busy anyway, so what's the difference between moving medicinal materials and grinding ink."

"Master Yan encountered a new case in the capital, and it was a serial murder. If the master is interested, the letter is here." Jiang Mu put the letter aside, picked up a small medicine box and went out, leaving Xuanying and Shenying in the room. Inside the house, the envelopes were scattered there, not hiding anyone at all.

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—— "About the Friendly Communication in the Room After Jiang Mu Left"

The condor moved a little uneasily. It was more spiritual than other animals, and instinctively disliked dangerous things, including the bald monk who unleashed infinite malice beside him.

A person without a hair is even more terrifying than a ferocious beast!

Humans are indeed terrifying!

This malicious room made it very uncomfortable. Condor thought about it, spread its big wings and prepared to fly out for a stroll, but it didn't expect that it just opened a small mouth, and the bald man next to it raised its hand and strangled it the throat of fate.

"The poor monk's cooking skills are pretty good." The bony finger pressed against his throat, and even gently twirled its feathers, his movements were extremely gentle, "Do you want to try it?"

Try it and die, you are definitely greedy for my body!

Condor's mind froze instantly, and the whole bird was like a wooden sculpture.

The monk casually glanced at the letter and threw it aside.

He grinds the ink quietly, it is as quiet as a chicken.