After being reborn, he was entangled by the sha demon

……

Xie Bian withdrew from his memories, looked down at the stone hanging on his chest.

There are stars all over the sky hidden in the small stones.

Xie Bian knew exactly what Fan Wujiu had to think about in order to survive the 20 years he spent rushing around in the world.

But when Mr. Wuchang tidied up the chaos in the world and finally returned, what was waiting was his own sentence "No need". Xie Bian raised his eyes to look at Fan Wujiu, his face was very calm, without any trace of blame or resentment .

Yeah, he never asked why.He just waited silently for another 3000 years, until Xie Bian died under his hands, until Xie Bian chose to kiss him again before the sea of ​​ghosts.

Fan Wujiu put his hand on Xie Bian's back, and his spiritual sense was interlinked, so that when Xie Bian remembered it, he would know it too.

"Blame me, I didn't even ask, I thought you were being rude." Fan Wujiu touched the top of Xie Bian's head, tidied up a strand of hair that had been blown away by the wind, and patted him comfortingly.

The pain from the memory also brought tears from the corners of the eyes, all of which were wiped away by the warm fingertips of the old hooligan: "It's okay, An'an, I don't mind."

The little stone was shining with fluorescence, Xie Bian lowered his head and muttered to himself, "But I don't mind."

Mind that the person he hated was once deeply in love, mind that Fan Wujiu endured alone without saying a word, mind the thousands of years he missed.

Fan Wujiu covered his hand holding the stone with his palm, and said softly: "Look, it's still there."

The love is still there, after thousands of years, it is still hot and fresh.

Starlight shone at the bottom of the cave, and surrounded by will-o'-the-wisps, Di Yuan suddenly shouted.

"No, the formation is loose, I'm going to find the city lord!"

The Xie Bian in front of him is the Xie Bian many years later, and what Di Yuan needs is Xie Bian, the Wuwang City Lord in that time and space.

The little ghost stumbled and ran towards the top of the tiankeng.It took them a long time to get down, and by the time Di Yuan ran up, what was supposed to be stopped would have been unstoppable.

This is a phantom memory, and it is also a real experience in the evil environment. Xie Bian needs to take action to put down the chaos.

The stones under the formation cracked along the golden light, and Xie Bian saw the familiar ink stains covering the golden light.

That is the trace left by the reward and punishment pen.

But shouldn't the reward and punishment pen be in his hands at that time, and whose handwriting is it that broke the formation here?Could it be that he released the contents with his own hands, causing the war between gods and ghosts a few years ago?

Slaughtering the hell, the crime is endless.

Xie Bian fearfully thought of these eight words, but for a moment of hesitation, Fan Wujiu had already rushed out ahead of him.

Lao Fan held the huge black scythe in his hand, filled it with monstrous spiritual energy, and struck the crack of the ground in one fell swoop, trying to repair the formation with his own spiritual power and the power of the tiger scythe.

He wanted to make up for the chaos a few years ago, if the strange beasts did not come out and the ground was not chaotic, Xie Bi'an would not die.

But all dharmas are born of causes and conditions, causes and conditions vary, and world events are unpredictable. This is called impermanence.

The way of impermanence, since Xie Bi'an has become Xie Bian, what should be unstoppable back then will still be unstoppable.

From behind the golden light stretched out a giant paw of a strange beast that was infected to the bone with evil spirit, and Fan Wujiu dodged it knowing its strength.

But the huge body under the gap has already struggled to crawl out. It was supposed to be a radiant ancient beast, but now it has lost all reason. It is no longer the appearance in the book, nor the appearance that Xie Bi'an saw thousands of years ago.

It was like a cloud of black mist, surrounded by evil spirits, leaving only bony bones and lost spirit.

The beast finally regained its freedom, ran all the way along the stone wall in the cave, and soon caught up with Di Yuan who was running ahead to meet his city lord.

Di Yuan couldn't see it, so he stretched out his hand to his chest, peeled off the ghost's heart from the altar, threw it high into the sky, and turned it into a flash of light to report to Xie Bi'an who was sitting in the city in the distance.

And his action stopped the footsteps, and the rushing monster finally caught the little ghost who reported the news.

The beast's teeth were jagged, biting the little ghost's throat, Di Yuan's body was shattered, and his soul was about to dissipate.

The last bit of will-o'-the-wisp dissipated, and there was no more reckless kid named Di Yuan in the Ten Thousand Ghosts Cave.

"Master Xie, in the next life... Di Yuan will be a coward."

……

Zuo Zuo and Fan Wujiu split into two groups and stopped at the thirteenth floor of Wan Gui Cave.

He said that he was going to see an old friend for real, not an excuse to drive away all the ghosts.

"Brother Zuo, where are we going, won't my brother and Mr. Fan be in danger if they act alone?" Zhao Meng took a step and turned his head three times, almost being dragged forward.

Tan Chi's patience was exhausted, and he said angrily: "Even if there is danger, how can you help, can you give away the head?"

Zhao Meng got scolded and had no choice but to shut up dejectedly.

At the lowest point of the thirteenth floor, there is the most dilapidated old house.There was even a persimmon tree planted at the door of the old house, and the bright red fruits were covered with frost and hung on the branches. He picked one from left and right and handed it to Hao Wan. The child was so happy to hold it.

"Old Tao!"

The door was carelessly pushed open from left to right, and the dark wind that rushed in almost blew out a little light on the table.

The old man with the glazed mirror subconsciously protected the thing in his hand, and Zhao Meng walked into the room only to find that it was a half-carved puppet.

The puppet is the size of a palm, but its clothes are lifelike. It looks like a young man. The last thing the old man wants to carve is the pair of eyes. Frightened by the left and right, he has to stop his movements.

"Whatever you shout, you scared the old man out of his soul." The old man muttered, but he kept pouring tea under his hands.

It was seven cups of tea, even the smallest Hao Wan had a share.

Laughing left and right, sat down and drank tea without making a sound.

The old man looked at him from the dimly lit place, calculated with his fingers, and murmured: "You are not you."

Left and right are left and right, but it is not the left and right of the old man's current time and space. What he said made sense, and Zhao Meng shuddered in shock, and almost "plopped" to his knees and called "Great Immortal".

Left and right gave the coward a hand, and then answered the old man's words: "You can see this...I am me too."

Left and right are not the left and right of the present time and space, but they are still left and right.

The two were playing riddles across the table, but the group of ghosts were confused.

Pushing them left and right to send them out: "If you feel bored, just take your tea and eat in the yard outside. Just don't overturn the house."

Tan Chi knew that he was going to talk about something serious, so he took the lead and went out to find something new. A group of ghosts walked out, as big as a demolition team, so frightened that Lao Tao stood up and shouted: "Don't touch my persimmons!"

"Okay, okay, I found the persimmon tree for you, what's the matter with eating you?" Left and right pulled him back, straightened their expressions, and began to talk about important matters.

"How should I tell you, in fact, you will disappear after decades, like a puff of smoke, disappearing with a 'swish', I came late the day you disappeared, and the smoke didn't even look at it. I met you, whether it was a phantom or an evil environment, I have a question for you."

He was extremely sincere when asking for help, and even added new tea for the old man, holding it in front of his eyes.

Old Tao gave him a blank look, and didn't accept the courteous teacup he offered, but just closed his eyes and counted: "Should we still look for your brother's whereabouts?"

Shaking his head from side to side, as if he was relieved: "I won't look for it anymore, maybe I will become a smoker myself one day, and I still want to do something with him, just a white-eyed wolf, go wherever you like. I'll come to you, yes I want to ask if it is possible to take out the things in my body."

The two of them pointed at themselves left and right like they were playing a riddle, and Lao Tao understood what he was going to say.

The money-grubbing ghost dared to go down to the No. 13th floor of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Cave to look for him when he first entered Wuwang City, because he had a little something on him that didn't belong to him.This thing is actually not harmful to him, on the contrary, it is of great benefit, Lao Tao saw it at the first sight, left and right have coexisted silently for thousands of years, and now he has to take it out again for some reason.

Old Tao Xuebai's beard trembled, he sighed deeply, and handed out the puppet with the carved eyes in his hand: "I said how restless these past few days, it turns out that you should be waiting here Me. Forget it, keep it. One day what you want to do, it will help you achieve it. It’s just that you have coexisted with the things in your body for too long, and if you separate yourself forcibly, your soul will be unstable. You have to think about it gone."

The left and right took the puppet and looked at it. Ganqing Laotao carved it according to his appearance.

"Okay, thank you very much," Zuo Zuo got up to leave, and stopped at the door, "There will be turmoil here soon, and you probably don't have a few days left to live, so just eat the persimmons outside. Those who shouldn't wait don't wait."

After finishing speaking left and right, he left gracefully.

In the room, Lao Tao murmured a name.

At the foot of Huainan Mountain, there was a fortune-teller named Tao who could make every fortune-telling and divination.According to legend, his wife Mi died early, and Mr. Tao was lonely all his life. In his later years, he was good at carving and ignored personnel.

Lao Tao and Zuo Zuo had made a deal for thousands of years, searching all over the world for strange trees, and spent his whole life just trying to carve a wooden figure like her.

Going out left and right, Hao Wan had already begged Uncle Chi to pick seven red persimmons, dangling them in his pockets on his chest, feeling very uncomfortable.

All the ghosts were feasting, Zhao Meng, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly remembered something, and ran towards the edge of the cliff screaming.

"In the next life, Di Yuan will be a coward."

……

Fan Wujiu subdued the beast that killed Di Yuan, barely strengthened the seal, and then returned to Xie Bian's side.

Xie Bian stretched out his hand to catch the will-o'-the-wisps left by Di Yuan, but it was always in vain.

The sparks disperse, the clouds and smoke are misty, and everything becomes empty.

"Don't worry about it, you came here in time." Fan Wujiu held him in his arms and paused before speaking, "Di Yuan has been gone for 25 years."

And Zhao Meng is just 25 years old.

Back then, Di Yuan stripped the Ghost Heart from the Lingtai in exchange for Xie Bi'an's hasty arrival.The loose part of the seal was strengthened by the city lord, and before he left, he collected the last trace of spiritual breath left by the daredevil, repaired it with his own spiritual power, and sent him into reincarnation.

In 25 years, the daredevil back then became a coward, and in 25 years, Di Yuan became Zhao Meng, and returned to Xie Bian's side.

Reincarnation karma is doomed.

Zhao Meng vaguely realized that his unfriendliness to Di Yuan did not stem from Xie Bian, but the potential rejection of his soul after contact with the previous illusion, and his heart ached.

"Brother Zuo, I have a red birthmark on my heart, and they all said it was unlucky."

That is the imprint left on the soul after the heart of the ghost was stripped off, accompanied by the reincarnation of the daredevil, and reincarnated as a human being.

He always remembered the vision of his previous life, so he was timid and cautious, but in the end he chose to sacrifice his life for his friend.

"I don't think so. If it's inauspicious, how can I meet my brother? Brother Zuo, don't you think so?"

Zhao Meng stood on the edge of the cliff, covering his heart and looking up to the left and right. The money-grubbing ghost patted him on the shoulder, and the two looked towards the bottom of the cliff together.

Heaven is impermanent.

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The author has something to say:

Lingtai refers to the position behind the heart. Here I use the approximate location of Lingtai point in Chinese medicine.

Finally filled the pit of cowards!