The devil is me

Following the trail left by the spiritual pet, Xi Buwen soon found Wu Nian's place.

When he arrived, Wu Nian was crouching beside a fallen man, carefully examining something.Behind Wu Nian, the little fox wriggled its fluffy tail, biting the Buddhist pestle that Wu Nian hung on his waist to play.

Xi Buwen walked over quickly, and saw that the man in black lying on the ground was the man in black who had been chasing just now, his mask had been taken off, his face was very strange, blood stained at the corner of his mouth, his eyes were closed, as if he was dead.

"what happened?"

Wu Nian knew it was Xi Buwen, didn't raise his head, just replied: "I knocked him down just now, I was about to save him a life to question the instigator behind the scenes, he immediately drew his sword and killed himself, I didn't stop him."

Wu Nian looked quite annoyed: "Just checked him, he was clean, and there was nothing left to prove his identity."

Xi Buwen crossed his arms and said with a sneer, "The Xue family is naturally safe in doing things. Besides setting fire to it, they also deliberately set up people outside. If we escape by chance, we will surround and kill them. How can we leave traces when we act like this? ?”

Wu Nian stood up suddenly and looked at him: "What did Mrs. Xue do? How do you know?"

"I just found the spirit-gathering talisman in the inn." Xi Buwen took out the half-burned talisman paper from his bosom, "It is the Chengxin paper used by the Xue family."

Wu Nian took the talisman paper to check, but he was not good at it, and asked again: "This talisman paper is only half left, are you sure?"

Xi Buwen nodded.

Wu Nian said: "Then I know the reason why the inn caught fire."

He almost said in unison with Xi Buwen——

"It's Zhiling."

Sun-burning spirit is transformed from fire essence, many places where aristocratic families build weapons will raise this spirit in order to keep the fire alive.There is no harm in controlling this thing well, but if it is thrown casually among the people, it will be a catastrophe.

First release the burning spirit, and then paste the spirit-gathering talisman around the inn, the fire started without warning, and the source of the fire was different. The fire was so fierce that it could not be extinguished. They will all die in the sea of ​​fire.When the fire subsides and the Zhiling is contained, no evidence will be left behind.

Even if it is recognized as Zhi Ling, everyone has raised it, and it is impossible to tell who released it.It really is a poisonous plan.

If it wasn't for the half piece of talisman paper, and it happened to meet Xi Buwen with sharp eyes, there would be no way to find out.

"However, since it is the Xue family, what did you mean by asking Mr. Xiyi just now?"

Xi Buwen chuckled and licked his back molars: "It's a lie. I don't know what kind of relationship he has with the Xue family. But judging by his reaction and the tranquilizing medicine he drank tonight, he probably didn't know. "

Xue's face called him back, but behind his back he killed the killer again. Looking at it this way, the Xue family is indeed vicious. They set off this fire while Shen Xinzhai was drinking medicine while he was drunk. His and Wu Nian's lives would be nothing more than that. He didn't even care about Shen Xinzhai's life.

But is it also the Xue family's method to stick the soul calling talisman on him?As soon as Xue's hands were lowered, sticking a talisman behind his back could not guarantee Xi Buwen's death. He originally suspected Shen Xinzhai of this kind of secret method.If it is really him, then what is Shen Xinzhai's purpose, and what is his relationship with the Xue family?

This he has never been able to figure out.

"Thanks to you tonight." Xi Buwen said to Wu Nian, if Wu Nian hadn't come to warn him early, he would have been buried in the flames.

Wu Nian tonight is a time of worry and worry, under the turmoil of his heart, he tossed and turned without sleeping peacefully, but he was lucky enough to get his life back, I have to say that he is very lucky.

Wu Nian was hiding something in his heart, so he didn't say much, the little fox was still teasing him at his feet, biting his shoes, just like Xi Buwen's pestering energy, he lowered his eyes and subtly changed the subject: " Your spiritual pet is cute."

Xi Buwen bared his white teeth with a smile: "That's right, it's as cute as me."

Wu Nian's hand that was going to caress froze, and she stiffly withdrew it, hating Xi Buwen for being shameless.

Tired after a whole night of tossing around, Xi Buwen accepted his spiritual pet, looked around, and found that he had already traveled to the suburbs, and it was the coldest time of the day, so he suggested finding a cave for the night.

The two walked up to a high place, and they found a cave on the half slope of a short mountain. The outline of the cave entrance looked like a horse from the outside, with a horse's body, ears and tail, but the inside was so small that it could barely pass. Tibetan.

Xi Buwen walked two steps closer and looked at it, then smiled and said: "The shape of this hole is interesting, why not call it..."

"Fuck!!"

A grass snake suddenly slipped out of the hole, Xi Buwen was unprepared, and jumped out two feet away in fright, hiding behind Wu Nian, revealing two frightened eyes.

Wu Nian raised his eyelids and gave him a sideways glance: "The name of this cave is unique."

Xi Buwen blushed, and said nonsense: "Old man, good horse, I also think the name is good."

In Wu Nian's eyes like looking at a fool, Xi Buwen strode into the cave.

Xi Buwen had just recovered from his serious injury, so Wu Nian didn't let him run around anymore, and went out to find some branches to bring back to light the fire.

The branches cracked and crackled, and the heat gradually rose. The two of them roasted their limbs, and the hands and feet slowly heated up, giving them some warmth.

Fire is a thing that is necessary for life, but also a thing that kills.

Thinking about it at this time, it's not very embarrassing.

Xi Buwen was a little drunk, his head was still aching, and he started to feel dizzy after baking for half a moment. After trying several fulcrums, he couldn't sleep well. shoulders.

Wu Nian's shoulders are broad and well-proportioned, with edges and corners but not too bony. It's quite comfortable to sleep on. The height difference is just right, and the head rests on it. It's indescribably comfortable, as if he was born to lean on him.

Thinking of this in his heart, he was even more overjoyed.

Wu Nian was also a little sleepy, considering Xi Buwen's injury, she didn't break free.The two leaned on each other like this, and when they were falling asleep, Xi Buwen suddenly remembered a very long time ago, half dreaming and half awake, it seemed like a dream.

That was the first year of the Buddhist-Taoist War.

It was the end of the year when he was 17 years old, and the first day of the New Year was approaching.Penglai Taoist Temple has not been entrusted for a long time, it seems to be a fairyland isolated from the world, Shen Po only knows how to devote himself to practice and have fun.

Lin Changqi and the other brothers and sisters had already decorated Penglai in an atmosphere, red silk, lanterns hanging high, and window grilles covering the dining hall and disciples' dormitories, except for Yun Chonghe's room.

Everyone knew that Yun Chong and Xi Yadan were pure and clean, but Shen Po insisted on doing what he knew he couldn't do.

This day, he took the bright red window grilles and ran to show Yun Chonghe, relying on him to put them on.

In Yun Chonghe's house, there is a bunch of bright yellow wintersweet in full bloom, with a tangy fragrance, inserted in a plain white porcelain vase, it is too beautiful to behold.But Shen Po still thinks it's too plain, although they are no better than ordinary people in cultivating immortals, and they don't pay much attention to getting rid of evil spirits at the end of the year, welcoming the new and breaking the old, but after all, it is a once-a-year lively event.For the excitement, Shen Po will never let it go.

Yun Chonghe put the hand-warming gilt carving stove into Shen Po's palm, took the window grille from him and unfolded it, inspected it for a long time, frowned and asked: "What is this?"

Shen Po smiled on his face, blaming Yun Chong and his lack of imagination: "Aren't these two villains?" He pointed to the two lumps in the lower left corner that were not cut off, and there was a faint silhouette sitting side by side .

But it's as if a mountain is called Beauty Peak, Laowoling, most of these, if you don't say it looks like it, you really can't tell it looks like it.

Yun Chong and He Yin pondered for a while, then took out the scissors from the basket brought by Shen Po, and began to trim carefully.

After a while, the outlines of the two people gradually appeared, with noses, eyes, arms, and legs complete, and the posture of the sleeves fluttering in the wind seemed to be clearly identifiable.

Shen Po was engrossed in watching it, and from time to time he gave some guidance: "On the right, the person on the right should be taller."

Yunchonghe should be pruned a little higher.

"The person on the left has to laugh." Shen Po said again, "The person on the right doesn't need to."

Yun Chonghe paused for a moment and asked, "Why?"

"On the left is me, and on the right is Master." Shen Po replied, curling his lips, "Anyway, Master, you don't like to smile very much."

Yun Chonghe thought about it, and cut a crescent-like mouth for the person on the right, with a happy smile on his face.

Shen Po also laughed, squatting beside Yun Chonghe, looking sideways at Yun Chonghe's face.His face was a little red, I don't know if it was reflected by the color of the window grilles.

Finally, Yun Chonghe put down the scissors, the window grille was very agile and lifelike, even the blue bird's wings on Shen Po's hairpin had a vague shape.The two sat under a beautiful tree, with their mouths open like crescent moons, and their eyes almost slit.Shen Po lifted it up and looked at the sun again and again, very satisfied.

After all, this is the first work of art that he and his master have collaborated with. He is not good at calligraphy, painting and qin art, and has almost no artistic talent. At this time, he has such a finished product. .Immediately took a pen and ink, and signed his own name in the lower right corner of the window grille. After thinking about it, he signed Yun Chonghe's name.

Cutting a window grille still needs a signature, Yun Chonghe was a little amused by the teasing, but also a little helpless.Seeing almost dotingly, Shen Po happily pasted the window grille on the window facing outside of his house, almost everyone who came and went could see it.

When Shen Po turned his head back, Yun Chonghe restrained the overly obvious smile in his eyes.

In the next few days, Shen Po deliberately detoured past Yun Chong and the door every day, just to see if the window grilles were still there, and if the two villains were still sitting side by side, smiling happily.

He was immersed in the joy of welcoming the new year at the end of the year every day, until one day, Yun Chonghe was entrusted to call them down the mountain to get rid of evil spirits, and then he knew that there was no harmony between Buddhism and Taoism at the foot of the mountain, and the world was already in chaos.

It is also because of the competition between Buddhism and Taoism, and the people fighting for land, that the common people are too busy escaping from man-made disasters, and it is rare to have any ghosts and evil entrustments.

But this time it was Tang Zhen who sent the commission.

Tang Town is the boundary of Taoism, not a zone of no-one's care, and there is a famous cultivator, the Huang family, here.Shen Po changed into a comfortable position to hold the sword, and raised the head of the sword as high as he wanted, and asked curiously: "There is something evil in Tang Town, why didn't you find the Huang family, and ran so far to beg us?"

Lingyaosi was blown by the cold wind and grinned: "There is no Huang family, it is the Huang family that was wiped out by the evil spirits."

Shen Po took a breath.

When I arrived in Tang Town, I realized that this place has almost become a place for refugees to flee, and there is no festive atmosphere at the end of the year when every family has surplus food and lights and festoons.

Many women and children from surrounding counties come here to beg for food to make a living, and many elderly people live on the streets, naked, hungry and hungry all day long, making this once prosperous small town crowded, chaotic and precarious.

"What's the matter?" Shen Po asked.

Ling Yaosi went down the mountain a few days ago: "This is the people near the junction of Buddhism and Taoism. They couldn't bear the war between the two sides and fled here."

But obviously these days, the fighting situation has become tighter, and so many people have been displaced, which is still unprecedented.

Faced with this situation, Yun Chonghe couldn't help frowning, distributed the food and water in Qiankun's sleeves to the children on the street, and asked about the location of Huang's family.

Seeing Yun Chong's kindness and kindness, the boy was thankful for pulling his snow-colored cloak, but when he heard the word "Huang's family", his eyes suddenly became frightened, and he buried his head in the steamed bun, almost choking to death without stopping. Down.

Shen Po hurriedly fed him with water, and said in a coaxing tone like a child, "Don't worry, we are capable people, we are going to fight monsters!"

The child let out a long sigh of relief after hearing this, swallowed the last mouthful of steamed buns, and pointed in one direction with his dirty little finger.

Yun Chonghe rubbed his head with gentle eyes: "Thank you."

The author says:

Getting closer and closer to the truth!