The devil is me

Xi Buwen is very clear about who he is, including his previous life.

Although few people can bear the pain of interlaced memories of the two lives, and it is not impossible to forget the previous life and rebirth - such as Meng Po Tang - but he will not.He felt that he didn't understand it, and he had to think about it again in this life, and some people should look for it again.

In his previous life, he was Shen Po, a descendant of the Taoist Shen family. Speaking of which, he and Shen Xinzhai had half-brotherhood.But during the battle of Tianyuan, he used the forbidden technique to drive the demons from all directions to fight against the Taoist and Buddhist sects. The leading army among the Taoist sects raised the banner of crusade but it was the Shen family.

His family is ashamed of him. For hundreds of years, the Shen family has never had such a deviant person. His younger brother Shen Xinzhai was almost pierced by the ghoul he drove in the rebellion. Yiyi rescued him like a ghost, but he pierced his shoulder blade with a sword.As for the fatal sword on his chest, it was stabbed by his father Shen Xihe himself.When the sword pierced the flesh and pierced his chest, his chest seemed to be filled with ice water, and his scalp was piercingly cold. Rust-like liquid poured into his trachea, and he was overwhelmed by the feeling of suffocation. The hole in the chest seemed to be magnified all of a sudden, all the pain was concentrated on the bloody hole, the pain was like tearing apart a bone, and it was empty like a leak.

He vaguely saw Shen Xinzhai running over from a distance as if he wanted to make up a sword, but he couldn't hold on to his broken body, and fell to the ground before losing consciousness.After dying of blood, they didn't even want to let go of his soul. They tore it apart so that he could no longer be reincarnated. He tried his best to leave a remnant soul behind, and was finally found and locked. On his ruined sword, he threw it to the bottom of the lake, let the years pass by, and he was immortal.

Xi Buwen gasped lightly and let out a "hiss", his tightly furrowed brows and the hand holding his chest seemed to be that there was a wound bubbling blood.Wu Nian saw that his five sense organs were shifted due to the pain, thought it was an internal injury, and quickly put his palm on Xi Buwen's heart, trying to give him some spiritual power.After being touched by him like this, Xi Buwen recovered from the quagmire of the past, held Wu Nian's hand firmly, smiled weakly and palely: "No, I'm fine."

Wu Nian looked suspicious, and asked worriedly: "Is it really all right?"

Xi Buwen put his fingers through Wu Nian's, interlocked his slender and fair hands to his heart, and said with his chest out, "Check it out, am I really alright?"

Seeing that he still knew how to play a scoundrel, Wu Nian was relieved and snatched his hand back from Xi Buwen's.He stared at the dark red hair band that Xi Buwen bandaged him on his fingertips, and said softly: "You and I met by accident, I don't want you to go astray, but if you insist on going your own way, I..."

"You what?" Xi Buwen looked at him with a smile.

"I know you're not a villain, as long as you don't kill anyone, it's up to you."

"A sensible person!" Xi Buwen patted Wu Nian on the shoulder, "It would be great if everyone in the world was as sensible as you."

Xi Buwen said it jokingly, but he knew that an upright person like Wu Nian could accept him to practice the forbidden method, that must be because he had great trust in himself, and the world is so big, where can you find such a person? Confidant person?He didn't know why looking at Wu Nian's iceberg-like face, but his heart warmed up, and he thought in his heart that if he could get rid of the charges for Jialan Temple, it would be considered as repayment for Wu Nian's kindness.

Thinking of this, he went to help Xuanmin find a clean place to set up the formation. Although Xuanmin was crazy, he was not one to be manipulated by others. He broke free immediately, with such strength that Xi Buwen almost fell over.Wu Nian didn't want Xi Buwen to take the risk to guide the spirit, and now he looked helpless, watching with a cold face, only hoping that Xi Buwen would find out the difficulty and quit and give up.But Xi would not give up without asking, he saw that he would not listen to anything, and it was useless to ask, so he put his hands on his hips to watch Xuan Min go crazy for a while, then slapped him on the shoulder, pointed behind him and shouted: " Bian Lanshan!"

Talking to Xuan Min was like playing the piano to a cow, but as soon as the name was uttered, a smile appeared on his dark face, and his eyes turned red in an instant, as if the blood in his whole body was boiling. After a severe pain, he fainted on the ground with a "bang".

"..." Wu Nian was stunned for a moment, and immediately went up to help Xuan Min's upper body up, and said with a livid face, "Xi Buwen! You!"

Xi Buwen didn't wait for him to finish speaking, he immediately clasped his hands together, and said very reverently: "Master Xuanmin, I had to knock you out, don't blame, don't blame..." After finishing speaking, he hurried forward to help Wu Nian, who didn't know about human affairs, help Xuanmin When he got up, Wu Nian glanced at him, and he couldn't blame him any more. The two looked back at the wreckage and broken limbs all over the ground, and hurriedly left the place of right and wrong.

After finally leaving the northwest slope, I found a place under a tree next to a stream. Tonight, the moon is bright, the water is gurgling, and the forest is quiet and peaceful. If it hadn’t been for a fierce battle, no one would have thought of the hills not far away. There are bloodthirsty ghosts in the sky.

Xi Buwen put Xuan Min under the tree and sat down, wiped the sweat from his face, but his hands were covered with blood, he stuck out his tongue and disgusted himself, and hurried to the water to wash his face, the moonlight Gentle, the water reflected his fair face that had been washed away. Compared with the previous life, this face looked more heroic, with a strong jawline, a broad nose, a pair of fox eyes and a little mole of tears. The only tenderness on his face made people feel that his half-smile was very sloppy and affectionate, but if there was any bad thing, even if he didn't do it, it would make people think that he did it.

When he was still depressed in the previous life, he had a tender and extremely well-behaved face. Although his temper was terribly skinny, no matter how one looked at him, people felt that he was innocent, and he couldn't help punishing him. His master was like this. , pampering him blindly, and in the end the master died, and he couldn't save him.Later, he became an enemy of the world and abandoned the righteous way, and became a demon king, but still with this tender face, few people would be convinced if he didn't take action.If the appearance of these two lives can be changed, it will be much easier to make a living.

Xi Buwen was thinking like this, when a ripple suddenly spread over and interrupted his thoughts, he looked up and saw Wu Nian was squatting at the side washing his hands at some point, the hairband tied around his fingertips unraveled, and floated all the way in the water It floated onto the reflected bright yellow moon shadow.Xi Buwen grabbed the other end of the headband in the water, and asked with a smile, "Is the injury healed?"

"Okay." Wu Nian nodded, and let go of the end she held in her hands: "This hair tie has been washed, let it dry for a while, and you can tie it."

Xi Buwen fished up the red thread, stood up and twisted it: "No hurry."

Wu Nian was silent for a moment, then raised his head and asked him: "Did you lie to me?" His eyes were a little complicated, but also extremely deep and hard, as if he wanted to see through Xi Buwen.

Xi Buwen's heart skipped a beat, thinking he saw something, he hurriedly said, "I'm not..."

"Is it really easy and dangerous to lead the spirit of a living person to possess another person?" Wu Nian interrupted him.

Xi Buwen heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and replied with a smile: "Monk, you care about me very much today."

"I see that you are worried." Wu Nian also stood up and shook off the water droplets on his hands, with a calm expression, "Since it is a forbidden technique, it is naturally not that simple."

Xi Buwen tossed the sword in his hand and explained: "The ghost of the dead can possess the body, and if the soul of the living can be drawn out intact, it can naturally attach to the living. This is the opposite of what I just said. Just do it. It’s just that when possessing a body, you need to sign a contract with the person you are attached to, and the other party must be willing to open the door of his knowledge for me. Taoism has a saying, mysterious and mysterious, the door of all wonders, once this door is opened, it will be The contract has been reached - the possessed person will not force your soul to stay, and your soul cannot occupy the possessed person's body. But if the possessed person suddenly breaks the contract, the possessed living soul may not be able to return risks of."

Wu Nian frowned more and more: "Then how to make the contract?"

"Put the treasured things of me and Senior Brother Xuanmin together." Xi Buwen pulled out a jade pendant from his collar. It was as white as suet, warm and gentle, and there was a faint engraving on it. "He" word, Wu Nian saw that he took off the jade pendant, and squatted down to touch Xuan Min's body, but he had been wandering for many years, and his body was empty, not a single copper coin was left, let alone anything special, just to be ridiculed When asked to be discouraged, he suddenly took out a yellowed letter from Xuan Min's arms, on the envelope was written "Brother Xuan Min" in small characters in beautiful calligraphy.

"That female monk wrote the letter to Master Xuan Min?" Xi Buwen turned his head and asked Wu Nian.

"Probably."

Xi Buwen opened the envelope to see what was written in the letter, hesitated for a moment, then stopped embarrassingly, said "Do not look at evil", leaned over and put the letter and jade pendant together.He sat on the ground facing Xuan Min, inserted his sword between the two of them, made handprints and was about to recite the mantra, when he suddenly stopped and turned to Wu Nian, "Stay here until I come back."

Wu Nian nodded slightly, but couldn't hide the worried look in his eyes, and couldn't help telling: "Don't force it."

Xi Buwen raised the corners of his lips, closed his eyes for a moment, and then collapsed limply, Wu Nian leaned over to hold him firmly, knowing that the soul of the person in his arms was still around him, but he couldn't see it, it was really a pity A very subtle experience.

Xi Buwen fell lightly outside a dark high gate, and he leaned forward to worship: "The death of monk Bian is related to the reputation of Jialan Temple, and Buddhism and Taoism have been misunderstood for a long time. The door, I hope Master Xuanmin will complete it, and tell the past."

The voice echoed for a long time without rest, after a while, the door opened, Xi Buwen was overjoyed, and went straight in.When I opened my eyes again, it was actually the willow trees, the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, and the bright spring scenery.Suddenly seeing the light was still a bit dazzling, Xi Buwen squinted his eyes slightly to adapt, there was a girl beckoning to him not far from the sugar figurine stall, the girl was slim and tall in a bright yellow gauze dress, with willow eyebrows and almond eyes, and faint cheeks. A pair of pear dimples are exposed, very clever and charming, with a piano on his back, who turned out to be a piano repairer.He hurriedly wanted to get closer, but found that he couldn't move. Only then did he realize that he was no longer Xi Buwen but Xuan Min.

He could feel Xuan Min's hesitation, and he walked over after a while, looked down at Lin Lang's sugar figurine and asked, "Like it?"

The girl nodded fiercely: "My Bian family is in the desolate place of Jingchu, and I have never seen such exquisite things. Look at that bird, how cute it is!" If he didn't ask, he couldn't help but look at her a few more times, but soon he found that it was not himself, but Xuan Min who was secretly looking at the girl.

Xuan Min took out a copper plate from his bosom and handed it out, took off the bird-shaped candy figurine and handed it to her: "The baby spirit was captured just now, thanks to Brother Bian, this candy figurine is considered a poor monk." thank you."

Xi Buwen thought to himself, this is the first meeting between the two, it is indeed stronger than when he and Wu Nian first met, the man and woman are in perfect harmony, Wu Nian let the Buddhist pestle chase after him the first time he saw him It's really inhuman to spank my own butt!

"Call me Lanshan." Bian Lanshan took the sugar figurine and smiled, "My father often laughs at me. With my little practice, I can't be considered a monk. Brother Cheng Xuanmin thinks highly of me." Holding it up high to the warm sun, the clear bird spread its wings and wanted to fly, and her dimples became deeper: "It would be nice if people were birds..."

"A bird is bullied by others, even an eagle can prey on it." Xuan Min shook his head, "It's better for people to protect themselves."

Bian Lanshan said: "I have a saying, heaven and earth are not benevolent and treat everything as a straw dog. What is the difference between humans and birds? Life and death are inevitable, but humans know the number of life and death. They have knowledge and emotions. It is useless to grieve. It is not as good as a bird, living freely, not knowing that there will be a day of death, and dying happily, without any love or hatred."

Xuan Min choked, not knowing how to respond.I just feel that the girl in front of me is as transparent as a piece of jade, and this idea is also different from what he has learned before, and it is very hard to ponder.

Bian Lanshan grinned: "Look at what I said, it's full of useless evasions. If I don't hunt well at night, I'm sorry for my Lanqin, which was passed down by my ancestors."

Xi Buwen had heard of Lanqin for a long time, and it was ranked among the top twenty in the weapons list. It was a good piano handed down from generation to generation, but he did not expect it to be passed down to Bian Lanshan.This qin is slender and long, with simple and simple color, the strings are as thin as silk, and the fragrance of agarwood is endless, which matches Bian Lanshan's temperament very well.Xi Buwen secretly thought that this is a good piano and a good man.

The two walked together for a while, and suddenly saw a young man with no legs begging on the side of the road. He was haggard, and his whole body moved by his arms. His hands were already bruised and callused.Bian Lanshan was kind-hearted by nature, thinking she didn't want to see such a refugee, she took out a few pieces of broken silver from her bosom and leaned over to put it in the bowl, meticulous, respectful and without the slightest bit of contempt, the young man heard the crispness in the bowl Xiang Xiang raised his head, and it turned out to be a face with quite good features. Bian Lanshan was moved with pity, and couldn't help but regret: "You are young, if there is no such disaster, you must have married a wife and had children. It's a pity..."

The young man saw a few broken pieces of silver suddenly added to the empty bowl, and kowtowed with tears in his eyes: "Thank you kind person, thank you!"

Xuan Min immediately leaned over to stop him, he caught a glimpse of the Buddhist pestle on Xuan Min's waist, and suddenly asked: "Are you people who practice?" Xi Buwen felt that Xuan Min nodded, and the young man hugged Xuan Min immediately. Min's arm choked and said: "Two...two immortals, save the people of our Panjiabao!"

Xi Buwen felt that this scene was familiar, only to hear the young man panicked and said: "It's a monster!! It's a monster that made me like this!!" Xi Buwen's heart moved, and he faintly felt that this monster was a ghoul , but why did Xuan Min bring him to see this memory?

What was so special about this memory that remained buried in the depths of his consciousness after he went insane?