The roles I've played are all hidden bosses

When Xuanming, Xuanji and others returned to Mucheng, they were only one day earlier than Yi Mang, and they were delayed for some time on the way.

When they came back, many people greeted them, but they were a little disappointed to see that there was no master.

Seeing the people queuing up to go to Yunwu Temple, Xuanming Xuanji also felt a little helpless. He tried to persuade them, but they were unwilling to leave. I heard that they came and waited every day.

There was no way, they went up the mountain first, and were going to see the situation in Yunwu Temple.

They still remember what the master said before.

While they were away, someone should have arrived at Yunwu Temple.

"Is this the residence of the master after he came down from the green mountain?" Li Jiang followed them up the mountain, looking at the temple in front of him in surprise, "I remember the first time I saw the master, the temple looked broken and small, and the master was working Clean up the fallen leaves in the yard, and come to chat with me when you see me."

As soon as he said this, he caught Xuanming Xuanji's attention.

After all, it was the place where the master stayed in the first place, and they were actually a little curious.

So they pricked up their ears.

Meng Yangqing also asked: "So, Master Purdue used to live on the mountain all the time, didn't he come down?"

"It should be like this. I live under the green mountain, and I have never seen anyone come down from the green mountain." Li Jiang nodded, and then said, "Master, a Buddha like this is born to drink Qiongxiang Yulu. Where? What supplies do I need to go down the mountain?"

"That clothes always have to be worn." Meng Yangqing said casually.

Several people glanced at him, and they all said that the Buddha was born under the seat of the Buddha, so there is no need for clothes.

Meng Yangqing raised his hands in surrender: "It's my fault, the master is omnipotent."

Only then did they retract their gazes.

But having said that, everyone also worships and respects the master very much in their hearts, but they really don't think so if the master is not a human being. Ability, but must also be reincarnated as a human at this moment.

As long as it is a person, it needs food, clothing, housing and transportation.

Eating and drinking is naturally easy to solve on the mountain, after all, there are many resources on the mountain.There is a broken temple to solve the problem of living here, but there is obviously a problem with wearing it.

Xuan Ming kept it silently in his heart, he remembered the ragged monk's robe that the master took off, and he kept it in the temple.

After chatting for a few words, several people went in. As soon as they entered, Li Jiang saw the villagers living on the outskirts, and ran over excitedly to say hello to them.

The villagers were also very happy to see him coming.

"Li Jiang, you're back too!"

"That's right! I'm back!" Li Jiang shouted happily, and suddenly realized something was wrong, "Why do you say so?"

"By the way, I haven't told you this great news yet, your brother is back!"

Li Jiang froze, his brother is back!

He remembered that his elder brother was 17 years old when he went to Qingshan, and he was seven years old, and now ten years have passed.

At that time, he pulled his elder brother's trouser legs to prevent him from leaving, but the elder brother glanced at his pale face lying on the bed and coughed continuously, and still decided to go up the mountain.

The main reason was that there were indeed some changes on the green hill at that time. He still remembered that he and his elder brother saw the golden light emitting from the green hill one morning.

It was very bright, and accompanied by fairy music.

In a trance, as if a Buddha's dharma appeared, he opened his eyes and looked somewhere in the mountain. Then the Buddha's hand turned, and the lotus in his hand fell instantly.

Only then did the images and music disappear.

It was precisely because of this that his elder brother believed that the legend about the immortals on Qingshan Mountain was true.

Li Jiang and Li He saw this scene together, but his mother didn't see it, and wanted to stop Li He.

"Even if I can't find a fairy, there are a lot of herbs on the mountain. I will pick more and sell them to the pharmacy. Maybe I can ask the doctor to prescribe more medicine to save my father."

That was the last sentence Li He said to his mother, and he left after finishing speaking.

Never came back after that.

Li Jiang never blamed his elder brother, he knew that his elder brother had absolutely no intention of abandoning their family, and he definitely went up the mountain to hope for a glimmer of hope to save his father.

At that time, Dad's illness became more and more serious, and he even started to cough up blood. They thought he would not last long.

But after his elder brother disappeared, he was worried about him and his mother's father, and persisted for a long time.

The elder brother didn't come back, so something must have happened.

For a long time, Li Jiang even thought that his brother was a god and made some kind of deal, in exchange for his father to live those years.

Li Jiang looked in the direction pointed by the villagers, looked at the house, and wanted to walk over, but felt that his feet seemed to be in constant motion and remained motionless.

Meng Yangqing gave him a push. After all, he and Li Jiang had been together for a long time. At that time, Li Jiang went out with him just to find his brother.

"It's rare to find someone, why don't you dare to go forward?" Meng Yangqing laughed at him.

The elder brother he was thinking about every day, the elder brother he was trying to find, when others said that he had really appeared, Li Jiang was still a little scared, fearing that he would not be the one he saw, and it would be another failure.

The door of that room suddenly moved, and the sound of opening the door was very clear, as if amplified, it reached Li Jiang's ears.

Then as the door opened, a familiar dark face appeared in front of Li Jiang's eyes.

That is indeed the elder brother's appearance, as if he was the same as when we separated. Although ten years have passed, he seems to have not changed at all, only a little more mature.

Looking at his younger brother who looked five points like him, Li He smiled and said, "Hey, the little one has grown up, do you want me to hug him?"

These words seemed to bring Li Jiang back to the past.

He started to move, then faster and faster, and ran to his brother.

"Brother!" Li Jiang shouted with a smile.

Li He stretched out his hand and hugged him.

Ten years have passed, and finally we met, Li He's eyes were turbulent.

Ming Jing, who followed him out, moved his eyes, wondering if the leader's acting skills are so good.

What's more surprising is that this Li He actually looks so much like the leader, at least a nine-point resemblance.

The leader personally went out, did he know about this and did it on purpose?

Mingjing is very clear that the leader of Yuesha Sect is definitely not Li He from Lijia Village.

They have been here for a few days, and he also found out that there is indeed this person in Lihe. The other person grew up in Lijia Village and disappeared at the age of 17. Coincidentally, ten years ago, the leader of Yuesha Sect and Tianming, a Buddhist disciple, fought to the death on Qingshan. .

Could it be that there is something else that he doesn't know about? After all, he has also heard why people from Li Family Village moved here, and someone paid a big price to Dark Night Pavilion to massacre the village.

Feng Lan was a little moved, and shed tears next to her: "I'm so touched."

Feng Lan's words interrupted Ding Jing's thinking.

Xuanming, Xuanji and others also walked to the side of Li Jiang's two brothers.

Li Jiang was still asking: "Brother, why haven't you come back since you went to Qingshan, what happened?"

"I got lost in the woods at the time, and I came out after going around and around, but I couldn't find the way to Lijia Village." Li He was a little annoyed, "I don't know if I was caught by some evil spirit, but I couldn't find my way home. way."

Li Jiang didn't think it was outrageous at all, and he asked, "Brother, did you meet the master when you went up the mountain?"

"What master?" Li He asked back.

"It's Master Purdue."

Li He thought for a while, and said, "I seem to have met a monk. I don't know if it's Master Pudu."

"That's probably true!" Li Jiang nodded.

"Let's catch up on the old days, the monk and others still need to go to Mucheng to find General Mo to complete the task assigned by the master." Xuan Ming said suddenly.

Feng Lan and Master Mingjing looked at him, and Feng Lan asked directly: "Hasn't Master Purdue come back yet? When will he come back?"

"We don't know either." Xuan Ming shook his head, "If the benefactors have something to do with Master and wait for a while, it is estimated that Master will come back soon."

Xuan Ming and Xuan Ji went down the mountain and went directly to the General's Mansion.

Mo Junya was not in the mansion at the time, and someone came to inform him, so he knew the situation and hurried back.

Seeing the two of them was a little disappointed, he said, "Has the master not come back yet?"

Xuan Ming shook his head.

Mo Junya looked at the two brown horses, and suddenly understood something, and said, "There is no need to return this horse, as I told you before."

"Master asked us to apologize to General Mo, the white horse will not be able to pay back the general."

Mo Junya smiled wryly: "He just wants to pay it back, and I dare not accept it."

"Actually, we have one more thing to do, about the details of the Moon Slayer Sect." Xuanji said.

Mo Junya's expression changed, and he asked, "Why don't you go to the teahouse in the city and talk carefully."

Xuanming Xuanji followed General Mo to the teahouse.

In the evening, General Mo sent someone to Yunwu Temple, saying that the two of them would stay in the General's Mansion to rest and go back the next day.

In the middle of the night, Feng Lan had another dream, which was the dream of Buddha Tianming going to Qingshan ten years ago.

But for some reason, he saw a child this time, and the child was captured by the leader of the Moon Kill Sect. In order to save the child, Tianming was seriously injured.

After waking up, after struggling for a while, Feng Lan went to knock on Master Mingjing's door.

"Come in."

Master Ming Jing sat cross-legged on the bed, fiddled with the beads in his hands, as if he was chanting.

"Feng Benefactor, what's the matter?"

Feng Lan knew him very well, so he sat directly beside Ming Jing's bed and said, "Master Ming Jing, I had another dream just now, and I dreamed of your apprentice, Lord Buddha."

Ming Jing's hand fiddled with the Buddha beads paused, as if touched by these words: "If Master Feng is willing, you can chat with the old monk. The old monk also wants to know more about Tianming."

Feng Lan understood that Master Mingjing was the master of Buddha's son Tianming after all, and it was normal to want to know about his apprentices, and that's why he came here to chat with Master Mingjing.

"In my dream this time, it wasn't the first time that the leader of the Moon Killing Sect and Fozi met in Qingshan. Master Fozi found the trace of the leader of the Moon Killing Sect and chased him all the way. He is very strong, and the leader is no match for him at all. , he took a child as a hostage, and fled all the way to the green hills. Later, Buddha was seriously injured in order to save the child, and the leader of the Moon Kill Sect escaped." Feng Lan talked about the general content of his dream, feeling a little distressed , "If this is the case, it seems that the leader of the Yuesha Sect really did not die. Master Fozi passed away in the ruined temple because he was seriously injured."

"Child?" Ming Jing was a little surprised.

"Yes, a child who looks to be only seven or eight years old." Feng Lan nodded, "But I don't know what happened to him afterwards, but if Master Fozi saved the child, he would probably be sent back or sent to a nearby the village."

"Then this time, did you see the leader's face clearly?" Ming Jing asked again.

"No." Feng Lan sighed, "Why doesn't Heaven let me see my face?"

"That's right." Ming Jing said suddenly, "I heard that Li He went to Qingshan ten years ago, and he lost his way and couldn't return to Li's Village. Could it be that he bumped into Tianming and the leader?"

Feng Lan frowned and thought for a while.

"After hearing that Li He went up the mountain ten years ago, I went to inquire about the situation with both Li He and Li Jiang. It is said that they saw the Buddha's lotus at that time. Maybe Li He did see the Buddha when he went up the mountain, but listen to what he said. Looking at it, he doesn't seem to remember anything, he just thought he was lost, and he couldn't find his way home after that."

Ming Jing stopped moving the beads, and said, "Can I ask Master Feng to calculate Li He's destiny and see what he saw ten years ago."

Feng Lan can't directly calculate the destiny of people like the leader of Yuesha Sect, Buddha's son Tianming, and Master Purdue. Their destiny is usually too deeply involved with the trend of the whole world, and the price to be paid is naturally high, which is very likely to make people He himself became a one-time consumable, and after the calculation, he would die, and he might even fail to calculate it, and died suddenly because he touched something that shouldn't be touched.

But the side is different.

It's like he calculated the twenty days before, and then saw Master Purdue. In this case, the price he needs to pay is much less.

Li He is just a farmer in the village, and it doesn't take much to calculate his destiny.

If that's all it is.

Ming Jing looked at Feng Lan.

Tiandao really liked him very much, so when he met Li He and came to Yunwu Temple, he once again showed him something he shouldn't have seen.

If he is still alive, it is difficult to guarantee that he will not continue to have such dreams.

And next time he might see that the leader looks the same as Li He, or see how Mingjing was instigated by Yueshajiao step by step.

Ming Jing was originally a generation of geniuses, with extraordinary Buddhist and martial arts skills, but he took in an apprentice, a real genius, and then he realized that he was just a mortal in the past, and his talent was really beyond his reach.

Looking at the little boy who surpassed himself at that age, he gradually developed some demons.

Burna didn't care either.

But the task given by the former emperor, and the death of Buddha's son Tianming, let him know that he is so small and powerless in this world.

If there is a next time, will it be his turn to die?

At that time, he will be even more miserable, because he is far worse than his own apprentice, he may be easily killed by the leader of the Moon Killing Sect, and everyone in the world will laugh at him in the end.

The master of the Buddha's son Tianming was so weak, so vulnerable, he only faced the leader of the Yuesha Sect and died.

At that time, his life from birth to death seemed insignificant, as light as a feather.

Therefore, after the leader of the Moon Killing Sect promised that after he became the emperor, he would be named Mingjing as the founding teacher of the country, promised to announce his great achievements to the whole Daqi, and let him leave a mark in the history books, he finally turned his back .

The secret works in the palace were basically inserted in by means of mirrors.

"Benefactor Feng, have you thought about it?" Ming Jing asked.

Feng Lan was actually curious about what happened back then.

He grew up in the Tianji Pavilion since he was a child. In fact, Feng Lan has met the Buddha, Tianming, who is a real master.

Tianming looks good, with eyes as bright as stars, a little red on his forehead, soft lines, and a smile at the corner of his mouth.

He would frown and grieve over the trampled grass on the edge of the ground, and when it rained, he would bring the wet bird into the house, wipe off the water on his body, and let the bird go away when the rain stopped .

When Feng Lan thought he would never see his parents crying, Tianming once comforted him.

Although they haven't met much, Feng Lan actually adores Tianming a little bit. He thinks that Buddha is really powerful, gentle and kind, like a big brother.

I don't know if it was because of this reason that he dreamed about the duel between Tianming and the leader of the Moon Killing Sect, and he didn't know if it was because of this reason that he dreamed about the death of the other party.

So now, he actually wants to know a little bit, and wants to know the situation of the leader of the Moon Killing Sect, after all, he is the one who killed the Buddhist disciple Tianming.

"Let me calculate it." Feng Lan finally made up his mind.

"It just so happens that the old monk has the things ready." Ming Jing handed the things to Feng Lan.

He did not give birth date and name, but gave Li He the things he brought with him, as well as a lock of his hair, which he secretly collected after Li He arrived at Yunwu Temple.

Feng Lan found some stools, moved them to Mingjing's room, and arranged them into a hexagonal table to put things away. Feng Lan sat on the middle stool and began to communicate with the world.

Ming Jing got out of bed silently, holding the magic staff in his hand.

Feng Lan saw countless fortune lines, and finally grabbed that one and looked along the past.

After watching for a while, he was shocked and realized something was wrong.

His brows furrowed, and he opened his eyes suddenly, the eyes were blood red, and then suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

He fell down from the chair and looked at the mirror.

Der Spiegel was also looking at him.

There was no emotion in Ming Jing's eyes, and he was extremely indifferent. He replaced the two corners of the hexagonal table with Xuanji's things collected in Yunwu Temple in the past few days, and the rice paper with Xuanji's name written on it.

After finishing everything, he looked towards Feng Lan and found that he was not dead yet. He was surprised for a moment. After investigating, he was sure that Feng Lan was going to die soon, so he pretended to be worried and went to help him: "Benefactor Feng, what's wrong with you!"

Feng Lan seemed to know that he was going to die, he used all his strength and slapped Ming Jing's chest with his palm.

Ming Jing felt a sweetness in his throat, and he was a little surprised. It seemed that he didn't expect the other party to have the ability to fight at the last moment. He thought Feng Lan had no martial arts.

At this time, someone had already come outside, and Ming Jing swallowed the blood in his throat, pretending to be anxious.

Feng Lan also took his last breath.

"What's the matter?" It was Li Jiang and others who came in.

Li He glanced at the mirror and knew that he probably did it.

"Benefactor Feng, he calculated the apprentice named Xuanji next to Master Pudu, but he was suddenly backlashed!" Ming Jing said, pointing to two objects placed at opposite corners of the hexagon.

"How could this be?" Meng Yangqing was the first to be in disbelief.

However, he still went to look through things and found a piece of rice paper with Xuanji's name written on it, and on the side was the scriptures that Xuanji had copied.

They also knew Feng Lan's identity, he was one of the five hall masters of Tianji Pavilion, only under the leader, he calculated that the destiny would be backlashed to death, and the only possible calculation was a major event that would subvert the world.

How could Xuan Ji be involved in this matter?

"Then Pudu may be a member of the Yuesha Sect!" Ming Jing said, "At that time, he was alone in Xiaqingshan, but when he arrived in Mucheng, he had two more apprentices, one of whom was good at martial arts and the other was good at medicine. Before Benefactor Feng took on the task of calculating the whereabouts of the An Ye Pavilion Tianzi assassin, and then he saw those eyes and what happened in Yunwu Temple. His other apprentice Xuanji, who is good at medicine, must be the ghost doctor Raksha! And according to the latest news, Yueshajiao planned to create a plague after the river dam burst, and used those people to test the medicine, and the people who came over from the Yueshajiao were called old ghosts. The ghost doctor Luo Sha is the elder of Yuesha Sect, old ghost!"

Li Jiang and Meng Yangqing looked at him and said in unison: "Impossible."

Ming Jing sighed: "You don't need to say too much, the old monk will report everything that happened here to the Holy One, and everything will be decided by the Holy One! The elder of the Moon Kill Sect is willing to be his apprentice. I doubt that Pudu is the leader of the Moon Kill Sect. Everything is just self-directed and self-acted!"

Li Jiang retorted: "This is absolutely impossible! Xuanji is only 22, and the ghost doctor Raksha first appeared 17 years ago, when he was only five years old!"

"Since I'm a ghost doctor, it's not difficult to make myself look like I'm in my 20s." Ming Jing seemed to have confirmed his guess.

And no longer talk to a few people.

"Several benefactors, please leave."

Ming Jing lifted Feng Lan's body and left the room.

Feng Lan's body will be sent to the palace at that time, and he needs to find something to store the other party's body for the time being.

Ming Jing went near the pond and cut down a nearby tree to make a simple coffin. It is summer now, and the coolest thing is the water.

He knocked on the coffin with his staff and read some words. Some golden light radiated from around the coffin, and slowly turned into a mask-like existence. He sank the coffin into the bottom of the water and waited for it to be taken away.

Doomed to sleep tonight.

Before dawn, Li He had already woken up. He left his room and looked towards a door.

There is the room where Li Jiang lives.

He knocked on the door, but no one answered, so he opened the door and went in.

Li Jiang slept soundly. They had been on their way ahead, but they stopped as they got closer to Mucheng.

Xuanji discovered honey Gu near Mu City before, and there is also a river in Mu City, and after the river flows out, there are several villages downstream.

They carefully watched their whereabouts and explored a few villages a little.

Those villages looked very ordinary.

There are men, women, old and young. They plow the fields and weave cloth on weekdays, and occasionally gossip about various families. It seems that there is nothing wrong with it.

They would wash their clothes in the river, and fetch water to drink, but they never used them to do anything, as if they didn't know that there were special substances in the water.

Although there were also white ants near these villages, they didn't seem to be at all wrong, and they didn't act like they left any messages.

In the end, they checked it all over, but they still felt that something was wrong, and at the same time, their hearts became more and more hairy.

If those villagers are really followers of the Moon Killer Sect, then they are pretending too well, and the picture must be huge.

Also because of these delays, they came back a bit late, but they didn't rest well on the way.

After coming back, it was a good thing to find that his brother was back, but something like that happened again at night. He probably suffered from insomnia for a long time, and fell asleep not long ago, so he slept so soundly.

Li He approached step by step, looking at Li Jiang on the bed, he slowly sat on the edge of the bed and stretched out his hand.

Outside the house, what Li He didn't see was that Ming Jing looked at him quietly, watching him reach out his hand, he wanted to see what Li He was going to do.

He always felt something was wrong.

Last night, although Mingjing said that Feng Lan was to calculate Li He's destiny, but the hair and things were collected after he met the leader, the other party should calculate the leader pretending to be Li He in front of him at this moment.

If it is to measure the fate of the leader of the Moon Kill Sect, according to Feng Lan's strength, immediate sudden death is the most likely.

But the other party seemed to have seen a lot of things, and it took a while before he died, and he even had the strength to hurt him before he died.

It is really strange.

This made Ming Jing feel that something was wrong with Li He, or the leader of the Moon Kill Sect.

Li He moved his hand towards the quilt, and tucked the quilt for Li Jiang.

Then turn around and go out.

He glanced at the mirror mage on the side.

He moved his mouth silently: "You asked Feng Lan to calculate, it is my destiny."

Ming Jing's eyes moved, and he said, "Amitabha."

Li He still moved his mouth without making a sound: "This is not an example."

Ming Spiegel: "It's good, it's good."

And when they left, Li Jiang opened his eyes, feeling a little dazed.

He could feel that this person was his brother, but he always felt that something was wrong with his brother, and the reason before was too perfunctory, as if he was bluntly saying, what happened to him in the past ten years, that's why he couldn't return Come.

After going out, Li He paid attention to the corner of the wall, the soil there was wriggling, as if there were some bugs underneath.

After a while, he knew the news from the people below.

Master Purdue who came back with the six doors seems to be a fake!

He turned his head and looked at Ming Jing's back. He thought he had to remind Ming Jing not to act rashly for now.

at the foot of the mountain.

Yi Mang glanced at Yun Wushan and suddenly lost consciousness.

To be honest, the feeling at this moment was very similar to when he was suddenly teleported to the big river dam.

Yi Mang immediately realized that this group of people seemed to have made up something strange for him!

When he regained consciousness, the first thing he saw was a monk, a monk who looked exactly like himself.

And he seems to have turned into air, no one can see it, no one can perceive it, just like the camera in a TV series, outsiders can't see it, and it only serves as a perspective.

Yi Mang:?

I became a camera?

[The host doesn’t need to be nervous, it’s not true that someone imagined you, and the person in the sedan chair is a fake Purdue, which has already taken effect, but they didn’t imagine where you are, so the host is Schrödinger’s cat at this moment, waiting for someone to imagine you Exist and you appear. ]

Yi Mang: You know the system!

[The fake Purdue will be handled by the system on-hook at this moment, so the host does not need to worry. ]

Yi Mang approached his body and raised his eyebrows. He found that this had really become a fake Purdue. He could feel that although the other person looked the same as him, this body was not his previous body.

It can still be like this!

Yi Mang: Is this considered a finale?can i go back

[Of course not, people who look the same in TV dramas are played by one person. ]

[The host please play freely, there will be no commentary in the system if there is no special big thing.This commentary is over, and I look forward to seeing you next time. ]

[Squeak, disconnect. ]

Yi Mang:! ?