The devil is me

Later, there were sporadic rumors that Shen Po's mistakes were caused by Shen Xinzhai.Shen Xinzhai's interests are closely related, so it's hard not to arouse people's suspicion.

Naturally, Shen Po has also heard about it, and everyone likes to see the drama of the brothers fighting against the wall, and they are more willing to pass gossip to the rightful owner, so that they can observe his expression for the next meal.But Shen Po lacked interest, he didn't fly into a rage, nor did he jump up and rush out to take revenge like in the playbook.

In fact, he was not very convinced. On the one hand, there was no evidence. On the other hand, he believed that Shen Xinzhai had a good temperament and would not do such a thing.

The two of them deliberately avoided talking about this matter afterwards, and after a long time, Shen Po couldn't remember it.His spiritual power is still abundant, and he treats Shen Xinzhai as before, but Shen Xinzhai somehow feels that there is always some element of charity in it.He guessed that Yun Chonghe had already told Shen Po about his doubts, and now the two of them are just putting on a show to show their tolerance.

Now that he has grown up, he can only learn to act with them.

You brothers and friends, I will be respectful, and you will be kind, and I will be filial. After acting for a long time, I found that the heart and the heart are becoming more and more alienated, but fortunately, the skill of putting a smile on the face has become more and more proficient.

It even made everyone think that he won the first place, his personality became cheerful and confident, and he laughed more than ever.

But he completely forgot that the mask has been worn for a long time, and the flesh and blood are stuck together, so he can't take it off again.

This period of experience in Wumen was not long, but it blossomed subtly, leaving two kinds of impressions in the hearts of Shen Po and Shen Xinzhai.

In Shen Po's eyes, the trials are nothing more than an episode, and more memories are that after two months of study tour, he heard the news of the marriage between the Xue family and the Shen family in Penglai. If you are right, you will make a kiss when you go back.Both of them are beautiful so they are beautiful, they are vicious people inside, gold and jade are rotten on the outside, put them together, they match well, but I don't know how much sincerity there is in them.

But in Shen Xinzhai's eyes, these two short months were two months when his faith was on the verge of destruction, and every day was suffering.

Just like the moon in Wumen, Shen Poshang is a more beautiful circle than Penglai; while Shen Xinzhaisun is a deficiency that must be embraced after it is full.

It was only later that Shen Xinzhai found out that it was Xue Yu's instruction to lure Shen Yutao to be a lobbyist. He wanted to ask Shen Xinzhai to prescribe medicine, but it would be easier, but they were rejected. Finally, they thought of a different way to release Shen Yutao. Poor tea.It was also because of this that although Mrs. Xue did an investigation in order to give Yun Chonghe an explanation, but it was just putting on a show, and naturally there was no result in the end.

When he heard this, his anger was gone.

He even felt that if he could go back in time, maybe he would do it himself and see the split expressions of the master and apprentice.

But opportunities always come faster than imagined.

His brother-in-law found him and asked him to loosen the fluffy soil inside and out.

He refused at first.He just wanted to get rid of Shen Po.

The person who practiced sword with him and played games with him every day turned into mosquito blood at some point, which could not be wiped off.

When he was practicing swords in the dojo, he thought that it would be good if he didn’t have Shen Po; when he looked at Yun Chong and Wen Ke’s soft eyes in Fengqitang, he thought, if he didn’t have Shen Po; he walked on the road of Penglai, Seeing Shen Po hooking shoulders with other senior brothers, looking cute and cute, he wished he didn't have Shen Po.

But he didn't want to harm Penglai.

This place is different from the Shen family. It is a paradise where breathing is free, hands and feet can be stretched freely, and the head can be held against the sun. If you make a mistake, there is always a chance to start again. Yun Chonghe will teach you again and again, tirelessly .A place like this can't be ruined just because there's a filthy rat in it.This is two different things.

But then he saw a scene that he could never forget for a long time.

It was a cold and windy day and night, and there were few people on the road. He finished his cultivation practice late, and passed by the pitch-black Fengqi Hall with heavy steps. He heard voices inside, rustling and whispering. He leaned over to peep through the crack of the door.

In an instant, his pupils shrank and his eyes widened!

Fear, disgust, nausea, too many emotions mixed together, the whole person seemed to be thrown into a huge dye vat, and the sticky liquid made him suffocate.He tightly covered his mouth, forcing himself not to make a sound, and stared at everything in front of him.

Shen Po actually threw himself into Yun Chonghe's arms.

That is definitely not between master and apprentice.

He cuddles, he bears.

Yun Chong and the white skirt, like the moonlight in the dark night, are translucently white.And Shen Po's unique blue bird hairpin is so glaring.

Shen Xinzhai thought that Yun Chonghe would angrily push him away and scold him, but he didn't.Seeing Yun Chong and his gentle eyes, he even raised his hand slowly, covering the top of Shen Po's hair lovingly.

what is this?

what is this? !!

His heart beats like thunder when he gets close to Yunchonghe Duoyili on weekdays, and just a little praise from Yunchonghe can make him feel great joy.And Shen Po, can actually monopolize Yun Chonghe's embrace.

Before, he was just skeptical, not sure yet, but until now, he truly realized that his daily penance was like a joke.

He hated his own timidity and incompetence. He thought that if he was diligent, people would look up to him.

In fact, he is destined to be inferior to Shen Po.

Shen Po is different in Master's heart.

No matter how well Shen Xinzhai practiced, Yun Chonghe couldn't see it, Shen Po couldn't see it, and Shen's family couldn't see it either. Their brilliance had already covered him up, like covering a scar, a sore.But he can only live under the wings, becoming Yun Chonghe's apprentice, Shen Po's junior apprentice, Shen Xihe's son, and Shen Yutao's younger brother.

He found that even in such a moment of jealousy, he didn't have the courage to open the door and meet their eyes.He could obviously expose a scandal, but he suddenly felt that it was himself who made the scandal.

He took a step back timidly, and accidentally touched the door with his toes, and the creaking sound immediately separated the two who were close together. Shen Xinzhai turned his head and ran away in panic, like a gust of wind.

That night he vomited in the corner for a long time, until there was nothing but acid water in his stomach, and he raised his head with tears all over his face while retching.

He looked at his lonely shadow cast on the wall, dry and barren like himself, and he suddenly realized that what defeated him was not morality, not just jealousy, but ugly inferiority complex.

Like a rainstorm pouring over flowers, like dark clouds covering the moon, like a desert covering an oasis, like a huge wave drowning a city.

He lost to himself.Flat out.

Later, when Shen Yutao found him again, he agreed.

Even Shen Yutao didn't expect him to agree so happily. She even typed out the manuscript, memorized Xue Yu's speech, and carried Mrs. Feng's letter to be a lobbyist. , Even the way of doing things has been thought out for them.

Shen Xinzhai told her that Yun Chonghe had returned from Yaoran Peak, and what was written in the Book of Apocalypse just gave them an opportunity.

He asked all the Taoists to force Yun Chonghe to kill Shen Po himself.This plan kills two birds with one stone. It not only shakes the foundation of Penglai, suppresses Yun Chonghe's prestige, makes him no longer have the face to preside over the peaceful situation of Buddhism and Taoism in the future, which meets Xue's expectations; it also makes Shen Po willingly sacrifice his life to solve their Shen's heart Big trouble.

Just thinking about it made him tremble with excitement for this plan.

He couldn't wait to see the expression of struggle on Yun Chonghe's calm face, abandoning his love and righteousness.

He couldn't help but see Shen Po kneeling on the ground begging with a mournful face, knocking his unwilling head into the dust heavily.

He also imagined that Yun Chonghe lost his lover, so he could only focus on him. One day, Yun Chonghe would forget about Shen Po, and only see him as Shen Yuliang.He became Yun Chonghe's beloved disciple, surrounded and looked up to by everyone.

But he had calculated thousands of times, but he didn't count, Yun Chonghe would rather give up his name, and would rather die than kill Shen Po.

The snow is falling profusely, covering the world.Like a prophecy from heaven.

He let Shen Po out of the house, and stood alone in front of the house, exhaling hot air, looking at the vast expanse of white snow.

Hearing the sound of weapons clashing fiercely in the distance, his fingertips were cold and he couldn't help but groan, he thought Shen Po should be dead.

No, he shouldn't die so easily.

Isn't he great?Can you dance well?

Shen Xinzhai rubbed his hands, stretched his neck and waited for the good news.The sound of fighting suddenly stopped, his thoughts relaxed and drifted away.

Shen Po also said last night that he would go to make dumplings with me today. He told me to pick fairy mushrooms and send them to the cafeteria in my free time today. He loves this boiled soup the most. Like a small child, he also said...

what are you talking about?

It seems that one night, he also said "Shen Xinzhai, you are that special star in Penglai".

Shen Xinzhai's heart was suddenly clenched, dripping blood, bleeding pus, and smelling bad.His eyes were sour, his throat was choked and he couldn't speak.

Some people, some words, some things are so common that they don't care at first, but one day later they suddenly think of them like a stick in their throat.

Before, he proudly thought that he was torturing Yun Chonghe and Shen Po, but he didn't expect that he was also torturing himself.

People are not grass and trees, blame yourself for being passionate.

He spread his legs and ran quickly.

He didn't know what he was going to do, whether to stop everything or be happy to witness.He only knows to run, approach, or feel unwilling, or too late to regret.

Destined to run in vain, as if eager to keep the sun that is about to set.

The sound of fighting resounded through Penglai again for some reason, getting closer and clearer, stirring his blood to the boil, and making him terrified.

Suddenly he saw all the people standing silently in the open space in front of the hall, like a group of lifeless statues, everyone looked at a loss in the dead silence.

He stumbled and rushed over, his knees were wet, maybe they were broken and bleeding, he didn't care, but pushed hard to push away the crowd, his hands trembling with excitement.

He thought, Shen Po must be dead.

I don't know how much blood is flowing, whether it hurts or not, and whether I have suffered.

No, no, that's not important, as long as it's dead, it's fine.

Mother would never say that he was inferior to him.

No one ever contended with him again.

Compete for Shen's honor, Yun Chong's eyes, and other people's love.

But, in the same way, no one will say to him——

"You practiced well, be confident."

No one will come down from the heights, sacrifice their lives, desperately try to save him.

The bright young man stretched out his hand to him, wanting to take him to a bright place to have a look.

He didn't want it.

It was he who huddled in the dark, hiding from others.

But it doesn't matter if it's dead, or it's like this, only when the light dies, his darkness will not appear so dark.The corners of his lips were raised, and the smile was already held in his chest, and he was about to rush out in the next second.

But he saw Yun Chonghe kneeling in the snow with his eyes closed.

He was covered in blood, his clothes were in the wind, and his hair was fluttering.

Like a red plum blossom blown off its branches by the wind.

His mind went blank, and the abnormally high-pitched excitement slowly settled down, turning into panic and bewilderment. He looked around, hoping someone would stand up and give him an answer.

There was no hatred on everyone's face, but Yun Chonghe died.

The author says:

There is another chapter tomorrow.

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