The devil is me

Shen Po still didn't know that his face was as bright as a cloud, and when he left the Baji Pavilion, he saw a person kneeling not far away. He took two steps closer and found that it was Shen Yuliang.

He was delighted at first: "It's great that you are safe, you know that you almost fell down and died at that time!"

Seeing him, Shen Yuliang couldn't help but smile: "Brother, are you alright?!"

Shen Po waved his hands loudly: "You get up first, get up and talk, why are you kneeling here?"

Shen Yuliang was forcibly helped up by Shen Po, his legs were trembling with pain, and he murmured: "I heard that you were seriously injured because of me, I am here to ask Master to punish you."

It turned out that not long after Shen Yuliang was helped to lie down in the room that day, he heard that Shen Po was seriously injured. He was terrified. He didn't know what happened after he passed out. He only vaguely remembered that Shen Po rushed to save him. , he was ashamed and guilty, and hurried to Baji Pavilion, wanting to see if he could be of any help.

Once outside the Baji Pavilion, it was even more strange to see the brothers and sisters surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside. He grabbed Wu Yu, who had always been the most gossipy, and asked, "Senior Brother, how is Senior Brother Shen injured?"

Wu Yu smacked his lips, his face full of worry: "Junior Brother Shen saw that one of his hands and feet was broken..."

"Broken?" Shen Yuliang frowned, clutching the corner of his clothes desperately.

"Isn't it?" Wu Yu recalled the bruises on Shen Po's feet, "That foot is horribly purple, I'm afraid it's hard to protect."

This story has been passed down ten to one hundred times, and they all say that Shen Po is afraid that in the future he will be physically disabled and will become a lame practitioner, Shen Yuliang has a disturbed conscience, so he kneels outside this pavilion and waits to be punished.

Seeing that Shen Po was fine, he marveled at the miracle and breathed a sigh of relief.

Shen Po smiled brightly: "It's okay, Master and I are fine, don't worry."

At this time, Ling Yaosi and a group of senior brothers had just left the morning practice, and seeing Shen Po chatting with Shen Yuliang, everyone ran over and surrounded him: "No reason! You are fine, that's great!"

"I heard that your limbs are broken?"

Everyone had different opinions, and took Shen Po's hand to look around again, "It seems that there is nothing wrong now!"

Seeing that the broken bones can be passed down to complete amputation of limbs, Shen Po was overjoyed, and asked, "Am I all limbs broken?"

"No, it's said that one of your hands and feet is broken, and the blood is so horrible!!"

Hey, Shen Poxin said, why don't I know.

"It seems to be safe and sound now, is it cured by Master?" Lin Changqi asked, "It's simply amazing, Master's ability is really unfathomable!"

Shen Po is full of smiles.

Ling Yaosi worried all night, afraid that Shen Po was just trying to be brave, and asked again: "How did the master connect your legs?"

Shen Po's throat choked.How did you pick it up?Mouth to mouth.

He raised his head to kiss, and after he kissed, he woke up from the dream, and when he woke up, his hands and feet would be fine.

The facts of yesterday were too difficult to tell, and the rumors have spread like this, so he made mistakes and said nonsense: "It's broken, it's broken, oh, it hurts me, the master's magic power is boundless, and he cast a spell immediately. The magic spell for repairing the body, reviving the broken limbs, reconnecting the dead veins, and reconnecting the broken feet!"

Shen Yuliang had already been squeezed to the periphery of the crowd at this time, innocent and pitiful, he only dared to quietly listen to everyone's laughter.Shen Po couldn't bear it, and shouted to him from afar: "You, don't blame yourself, if you want to apologize to Master, go to the kitchen and bring some side dishes and porridge to Baji Pavilion."

Shen Yuliang's face flushed red: "Brother, you trust me, I will definitely not..."

It's a pity that Shen Po was very hungry right now, so he hurriedly asked the surroundings "Is there any food in the canteen?", but he didn't hear his words like mosquitoes.

Shen Yuliang had no choice but to finish the four words "it's useless" amidst a burst of laughter, his eyes were a little astringent.

After all, no one cares.

"I just came back from there, and there may be some iced bean porridge, with lily and mashed taro, and sugar, it's very refreshing." Ling Yaosi answered Shen Po's words.

I don't know why what food comes out of Lingyaosi's mouth, it is very delicious, Shen Po becomes more and more greedy, so with a growling stomach, he hurriedly ran to the cafeteria with a group of brothers and sisters.

Therefore, the matter of She Shijing was Shen Po's first glimpse of his own mind.It was impossible for him not to remember.

Yun Chong treated him differently, so he naturally felt it, but Shen Po didn't know whether he was just a disciple favored by the master or something else.

Later, on the one hand, he felt that he was dirty and absurd, and on the other hand, he felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

Why not.

He asked himself this question all his life, and it wasn't until Yun Chonghe's death that he realized that what was wrong was the eyes of the world and the pious Taoists.

"So, where did the mirror go after that?"

Wu Nian's question interrupted Xi Buwen from his distant thoughts, and Xi Buwen raised his eyes to look at Shen Xinzhai, listening to him whitewashing his uselessness a little, and because the Heavenly Dao Demon King and Yun Chong and later had lost their reputations. The relationship between the two is very subtle, without any praise or criticism, and it is just a plain description.

In the end, Shen Yuliang said: "Reverend Bai Ze took the mirror and put She Shijing in Penglai's Infinite Cave."

Wu Nian has also heard of this infinite cave, it is said that it is a place where treasures are hidden in Penglai, there are 81 small holes in the cave, the layout is like a honeycomb, and each small hole is sealed with a magic weapon or magic weapon.If a disciple wants to enter, he needs Yun Chong and the spell drawn by himself, otherwise, neither a pure heart barrier nor 81 primordial barriers are easy to break through.

"Since that's the case, it sounds very safe, so why are you wandering..." Wu Nian felt that the word wandering was not used properly, so he changed his words, "Are you going to Xue's Tianyi Pavilion?"

"Heh." Xi Buwen snorted coldly, "It's nothing unexpected. When Penglai was scattered, those treasures, which each family had coveted for a long time, divided up among themselves. Just a mirror."

Those were the darkest days of Penglai.

At that time, Shen Po had already betrayed, but he was still practicing deceit and failed to get out. Yun Chonghe was dead, and Penglai had no master. .The pear trees in the ashram have been destroyed, the wind chimes on the eaves and corners have been broken, the spiritual spring has dried up, and the ruins are ruined. When Shen Po left the gate and rushed over, Yun Chonghe's body had been burned, leaving only a piece of scorched earth and the sky filled with ashes.

Nothing was left for Shen Po.

Shen Xinzhai raised his eyes and stared at the blood in the corner of Xi Buwen's eyes: "You can't say that. Penglai lost the enchantment and was unable to protect the magic weapon. It is better to be guarded by Taoist masters than to be robbed by evil spirits and heretics. "

Xi Buwen clenched his fist tightly with one hand under the table, his fingertips dug into the flesh, leaving crescent-like marks, Wu Nian glanced at him, and wrapped his fist under the table calmly in his palm.

The hostility in Xi Buwen's eyes disappeared suddenly, he turned his face away to look at Wu Nian in a daze, and felt his hands fumbling under the table to spread his fists little by little, as if patiently smoothing a wrinkled piece of paper, waiting to be unfolded After Ping, he put his fingers through the gap between his fingers, interlocking his fingers and pressing his palm, which meant to keep him from getting angry.

Xi Buwen smiled at Wu Nian, there was an emotion in his eyes that Wu Nian couldn't understand for a while, so powerless, so gloomy, so bitter.It doesn't look like a teenager, but a person who has experienced too much vicissitudes, listening to others talking about the past.

But when he turned his face to Shen Xinzhai, he regained the eyes of a young man, pure and happy, he narrowed his eyes: "Uncle Shen is right, the younger generation is too shallow."

Usually when Shen Xinzhai saw such a smile, he would only think that he was naughty, but for some reason, seeing him today made his hair stand on end.

So he put down his wine glass and drove the wheelchair: "Let's go to the mountain to see the little old man's body."