The devil is me

He died like this in his last life.

He didn't know whether the body was burned or eaten by wild dogs.

After the divine soul was torn apart, he had only a wisp of remnant soul left, which was sealed on the ruined sword and wasted away at the bottom of the lake. 730 days, 520 hours, every second of resentment, can't get rid of it.After two years like this, I finally got to transcend reincarnation.

In this life, he was reborn as a human being. He thought that he had lived a lifetime, and all the past would return to dust. He had unreasonable thoughts, unethical feelings, and could not blame others, but at this moment, he glimpsed a huge conspiracy.

Xi Buwen knelt down on one knee, Luan Lai's sword propped in front of him, Wu Nian held his other arm, but couldn't support him up.

He was covered in cold sweat, his back teeth were clenched tightly, his cheekbones were tense, and the entanglement of memories from two lifetimes almost made his brain run out. Body, this kind of pain is definitely not something that ordinary people can bear.

After a while, he managed to raise his head from Ling Yaosi's narration.

It turned out that Ling Yaosi thought that everyone in the Taoist sect seemed to be too familiar with Penglai that day, and they even knew exactly where the books were hidden and what window grilles were hidden, which was a bit strange.After he grieved, he was unable to support Penglai with his own strength, and he couldn't persuade Shen Po to turn around, so he had to run around, hoping to find the former Penglai disciples to help clarify Yun Chong and prevent Shen Po from causing disaster.

But when he went to ask for an interview outside Shen's door, Shen Xinzhai never showed up.

He thinks that both Shen Po and Shen Po treat Xin Zhai very well, and the master treats him impartially, and what he has learned is passed on from generation to generation.He has always been respectful and courteous, and is extremely close to them, not the kind of person who is ignorant and dishonest.Ling Yaosi was worried that he could not see each other because he was locked up at home by Shen Xihe and suffered grievances, so he searched for a dark day and night and sneaked into Shen's house in an attempt to save him, but he heard that there was a relationship between Shen Xinzhai and Xue Yu. Shocking conversation.

He was the one who passed on the dirty words, he discovered the books of Shugutang, and he knew about the window grilles and the paper full of names written on them every day. Deliberately looking down on Shen Po, let him stand in front of the hall to confront each other, one after another, forcing Bai Ze to die and Peng Lai to scatter, it was just to remove an obstacle for Xue Shi to start the battle of Buddhism and Taoism again.

Xue Yu was smiling complacently in the place where the lights were flickering, Shen Xinzhai listened dumbly, his eyes flickered and the tails of his eyes drooped, and he still looked pitiful.

Ling Yaosi didn't want to believe it, and for the first time felt that his pity was so abominable, it made his stomach sick.

But he couldn't figure it out, he couldn't sleep peacefully after tossing and turning all night.Xue's wish is not Shen Xinzhai's wish, he is also Shen's direct son, if he is unwilling, the Xue family will have nothing to do with him.

Why on earth did he want to make loved ones hurt and enemies happy?

He threw a letter into Shen Xinzhai's room in the middle of the night, questioned him about it, and asked him to come out to meet him.This time he did see him.

When Shen Xinzhai saw that the matter was revealed, he didn't try to quibble, but begged bitterly, wanting to cry, and knelt down to beg for mercy.Ling Yaosi couldn't bear to see the appearance of the little junior brother in the past, turned around and didn't want to look at it again, but unexpectedly, a green light appeared behind him, and it was too late for him to avoid it, and unexpectedly fell under the extremely vicious face-eating curse .

It was only then that Ling Yaosi realized that this person was hopeless, thanks to the fact that he had just thought of thousands of reasons for him to do evil, or tried to persuade him to turn around, but it was all Xiao Xiao's imagination.

He was also beautiful in appearance, peerless in the world, but now he has lost his facial features, and he does not know each other.Shen Xinzhai thought that this would make him shut up, so that no one in the world would believe him, but he didn't, he didn't care about this skinny, as long as the truth was obvious.

He still runs around, but because of his horrific appearance, he looks like a human being but not a human, or a ghost but not a ghost. Few people are willing to listen to him speak properly, and most of them can't even enter the door.They chased him away like a dog, poured the stinky leftovers in front of him, and couldn't wait to spit on him.Even so, his existence made the Xue and Shen families fearful, and finally one day, he died in their hands.

When he died, he was scarred and embarrassing, but he was upright and bright; his black hair was scattered, and he lost the wooden hairpin, but he did not lose the original heart of a monk.

Now that he thinks about it, he doesn't live up to Yun Chonghe's teachings, nor does he live up to his life's aspirations, so he has no regrets.

Xi Buwen had tears in his eyes, and he couldn't tell whether it was the headache or the heartache that was worse.

He really never thought that someone would do this for him, for Master, and for Penglai.

In his last life, he thought that in this vast world, everyone would forget about the clouds, and that the days and nights of Penglai were like a broken picture scroll that could be discarded casually. Everyone was moving forward, but he couldn't let it go. Living in the painting, he is the only one who wants to fight to the death with this world, but he doesn't know that someone has come to the same goal by different routes, and he should be generous and die without fear.

He fell into deep regret. He shouldn't have destroyed Lingyaosi's Peach Bone Fan, nor should he have used cold words as a sword to stab Lingyaosi's hot heart.

On the side of Tunan Road, he should take out a jar of good wine and drink with Ling Yaosi.

They should embrace each other's shoulders affectionately, recalling the lights and the wind of Penglai together.

Only Lingyaosi knew the taste of the wind.

After thinking about Lingyao, there is no one to be with, and there is no one to talk to.

Xi Buwen finally used the Luan Lai sword to support himself to stand up, his eyes were mournful, admiration and admiration, affection and pain, definitely not the look a passer-by should have after hearing a story that has nothing to do with him.

Wu Nian witnessed this person's feelings, and also vaguely guessed, he stared at Xi Buwen closely, as if he wanted to find more clues to prove his identity from him, but found nothing.

Three people have their own concerns.The sky is getting dark, the sun is setting, the light is dim and unclear, and the surrounding bushes are like dormant beasts, bowing their backs and waiting for an opportunity to pounce.

At this moment, Shu Lang's laughter pierced through the shadows and passed into his ears.

Xi Buwen's pupils shrunk, his face changed greatly, and he saw a wooden wheelchair slowly driving out from the dark place.

The person who came was Shen Xinzhai!

"You two are listening to the story here, why didn't you call me?" Shen Xinzhai narrowed his almond eyes, with a pleasant smile on his face, as if he didn't care about Ling Yaosi's identification.

"Shen Yuliang!" Lingyaosi's voice was full of resentment, but he soon realized that the visitor was sitting on a wheelchair, with nothing under the hem of his clothes, and two or three silver threads were faintly peeped between his temples. It was no longer the dojo in his memory. The above-mentioned high-spirited young man who made no excuses was not a cunning villain who knelt at his feet and begged his forgiveness.

He was just a broken man with vicissitudes and a peaceful face.

After his corpse was turned into a corpse, it was discovered that things had changed since his death. Shen Po was dead, Xue Ronghe and Shen Yuliang almost stayed behind closed doors, seldom hunted at night, and all the aristocratic families had powerful enchantments and exorcisms. He couldn't get in because of the spell, and he had never seen Shen Yuliang's current appearance with his own eyes, but he heard vaguely that he lost his legs in the Tianyuan battle against the demon king of heaven, and he was barely alive.

Although everyone gave him some respect, he also heard a lot of talking behind his back and laughing at him.

For example, in the battle of Tianyuan, he actually didn't have any achievements, but he lost his legs.

Or, he just has a good father, and Shen Po is self-inflicted and unable to live, otherwise, how can a disabled person with mediocre qualifications take over the Shen family's foundation.

After hearing these rumors, Ling Yaosi felt very complicated, four parts were supremely happy, three parts were sighed, and three parts were deeply hated.

Seeing it in person now, the four-point happiness disappeared in smoke.

But the hatred has been washed away over the years and cannot be erased.

"It turned out to be senior brother." Shen Xinzhai replied calmly. He had just spied this walking corpse in the dark, and his heart was filled with turmoil, but now he has calmed down, showing a heartbroken expression, "Why did senior brother become like this?"

In fact, Ling Yaosi's appearance was hard to recognize at all, but Shen Xinzhai recognized it almost immediately.Xi Buwen understood that he must have been listening in the dark for a long time, and he had already figured out the current situation thoroughly.

"Don't call me Senior Brother, Penglai has already left." Seeing his pretentious appearance, Lingyaosi said angrily, "What's more, you are not worthy to be the disciple of Master Bai Ze."

This sentence seemed to hit the soft spot, and instantly tore Shen Xinzhai's hypocritical face. He turned pale for a moment, and said with a sneer, "Yes, I am not worthy. Shen Po is worthy to be his apprentice."

He gritted his teeth, with a ferocious face, as if he was recalling some past hatred through his words, the hatred was deep and piercing.

"Yun Chonghe taught well, he taught a generation of demon kings."

"Where am I worthy. I don't have such great ability."

"You...!!" Lingyao thought angrily.

Xi Buwen wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, and seeing his hysterical appearance, he raised the corners of his lips and tried to act nonchalantly: "The reason why the Demon Lord became the Demon Lord was not by Uncle Shen?"

Shen Xinzhai put away his smile and looked at the blood-colored evening sun rolling down the mountain. The last ray of light was swallowed up by the night, and the night came roaring like a beast.

"Tsk, Lingbi, you really dare to say anything." Shen Xinzhai sighed, slightly drooping his eyelashes and slowly rubbing his fingers, regretfully said, "If you don't meddle in your own business, you won't die."

"Both of them don't have to die!"

His eyes widened suddenly, and with blood as ink, he threw a yellow talisman at Lingyaosi.