The devil is me

It turned out that it wasn't just my own life that collapsed.

Shen Xinzhai thought so many times later, he unintentionally dragged the whole Penglai to be buried with his dead soul.

Is it worth it.

He couldn't answer.

In fact, it was not worth it, but he was afraid that if he said it, he would regret it.Compared with sadness, pain, and regret, regret is more like a gut-piercing poison and a scourge than any other emotion. It will crush him instantly, make his heart broken, and life is worse than death.So he can't regret, let alone regret, Yun Chonghe won't survive, Shen Po won't hug him affectionately again, and Penglai's pear tree won't bloom.

For a long time, he seemed to be living in a dream. He didn't leave the house, he didn't cry, he didn't laugh, he walked very lightly, he ate when the food was served, and he didn't feel hungry if it wasn't served.

Only Xue Yu often came to chat with him, sharing the big events outside and the joy from the heart.

Speaking of falling into the devil, the wrath of heaven and the grievances of others, the scattered Penglai, and the death of the Buddhist abbot, it is not difficult to start the war again.Although the current result is outside the plan, Mrs. Xue seems to be very satisfied, Mrs. Feng is also very satisfied, Shen Po was removed from the name of Mrs. Shen, Shen Xihe has no possibility of recognizing him again.

Shen Xinzhai suddenly felt that he had done so many evil things, how could everyone else be happy, but he was the one who was most unhappy.

Shen Po is alive, Shizun is dead, Penglai is scattered, none of them is what he wants.

Later, Ling Yaosi found him and saw through him, so he had no choice.

The ridiculous thing is that despite this, Ling Yaosi was still defenseless against him, and he easily cast the Face-Eating Curse.Having been in the same school for many years, he still wanted to save Ling Yaosi's life, but he didn't know good from bad, so he could only die.

Xi Buwen listened numbly, in his original memory there were only a few flashes, but in Shen Xinzhai's narration, there were almost two stories in his mind.

Of course, Shen Xinzhai only talked about the muscles and bones, his own resentment and hatred, his proper motivation, and his reasonable plan.And those fragile sides in my heart are carefully protected, those love and humiliation, those pains and regrets, like vigorous sprouts, where they grow without waiting, vigorously, wantonly, like weeds, like sparks , can't be pulled out, can't be destroyed.

He concealed himself with a grim expression, pretending to show that he had never regretted it.

"Do you remember?" Shen Xinzhai smiled, and called out the name buried deep in his memory that made him both happy and afraid, "Shen Po."

Wu Nian slowly widened his eyes, and now there was nothing but astonishment in his pair of pupils that were as quiet as water.Whether it's Xi Buwen, Shen Po, the Demon Lord of the Heavenly Dao, or the desire to covet Daoist Bai Ze, one or two of them shocked him beyond anything.

He had indeed seen Xi Buwen use the forbidden technique with his own eyes, and he had doubted him for a long time, but he deluded himself into believing him.But he was upright, years of teaching made him unacceptable, he couldn't help but take a step back, and said in disbelief: "What nonsense are you talking about?!"

"I didn't dare to believe it." Shen Xinzhai showed a very understanding attitude to Wu Nian's reaction, "I have been looking for the reincarnation of the Demon Lord of the Heavenly Dao for many years, and I never thought that the person I was looking for was always right in front of me. "

He asked Xi Bu, "I went to see you at your full moon banquet." He stretched out his hand and made a fuzzy size: "Such a small pink and tender ball, then six or seven years old, talented and intelligent , indeed resembles that person. But I didn’t dare to think about it until we met on the outskirts of Yecheng..."

Xi Buwen caught the details of his words, he took a deep breath and straightened his back, and suddenly asked: "She Shijing, did you steal it?"

Shen Xinzhai was dumb, obviously stunned.

"You just said that you have been looking for the reincarnation of the Demon Lord of the Heavenly Dao. You stole the Mirror of Sheshi just to confirm the identity of the other person in his previous life."

There is also an unspoken guess, except for Shen Xinzhai, it is very difficult for anyone else to escape from Tianyi Pavilion.

Shen Xinzhai didn't speak, but his eyebrows stretched, as if accepting the reality of being seen through, and willing to confess.

"Before you stole the mirror, did you have doubts?" Xi Buwen asked.

"Yes, why not." Shen Xinzhai pursed his lips and smiled.There are huge crowds of people, but there are not many people who look like Shenpo.He has so many smiles, like the sun, bright and warm, making people dependent and obsessed, and also like a child with candy in his arms, eating candy for himself, but even handing candy to others to make them laugh too.

But there are many like Shen Po.

That person has dimples like soul, this person has eyebrows and eyes like soul, in short, all good facial features are similar to him.He had doubted many people, but most of them realized that he was wrong before he needed She Shijing.When you get closer, you will find that there is a difference between clouds and mud.

"But after Yecheng, gradually, I don't doubt others, only you."

"It's a mistake, Xi Buwen, if you left with this Buddhist cultivator at that time, don't meddle in your own business and snatch some ghost girl, you will not die from righteousness, and neither will Huang Zhirou. Sometimes, life deserves In this way, after two lifetimes, you should have a good understanding."

Xi Buwen suddenly thought of the night rain on the outskirts of Yecheng, he hooked Wu Nian's neck and followed Shen Xinzhai, waiting for an opportunity to steal his Qiankun sleeve, and he also remembered the light when Xue Xun died.

A flash of spiritual light flashed, and he seemed to be pierced in an instant, and his figure shook a few times before he was able to speak.

"Xue Xun was killed by you!"

"Look, they are all the same in terms of intelligence." Shen Xinzhai applauded, "Yes, it was me. He saw something he shouldn't have seen."

"I have always wondered why I saw a gleam of light at that time. Now that I think about it, it is the reflection of the gilt surface of the Mirror of Sheshi." Xi Buwen explained, not only to clarify his own thoughts, but also to help Wu Nian to clear it up tortuous.

"You stole the mirror of She Shi, and you pretended to come out to look for it. On that day, I happened to spill tea on your clothes. Xue Xun helped you wipe the clothes. When you accidentally saw the mirror hidden in your arms, you immediately killed him. Silence, and then plant the blame on me. You think that I might have seen She Shijing that day, even if I didn’t react right now, it’s very likely that one day I will find out the truth, so on the northwest slope, you also want to kill me. "

Xi Buwen admired from the bottom of his heart: "You are really calculating."

"The younger generation is innocent." Shen Xinzhai lowered his eyelashes, as if his conscience had found out, "Congyi is indeed out of my calculations, but he discovered She Shijing, and I had no choice but to kill him."

"I'm sorry for my sister."

That being said, it doesn't sound like it's sincere. The words "junior innocent" still have a bit of sadness between their lips and teeth, which is obviously more emotional than the words that I can't stand my sister.

It seems that Taoists say that Shen Xinzhai dotes on Xue Xun very much, almost to the point of spoiling him, and Xue Xun treats him a little closer than his parents, it is not a lie.

But Xi Buwen also knows that it is really not easy for someone to love her sincerely with Shen Yutao's domineering personality.

"Then Mrs. Huang..." Wu Nian wanted to ask from the beginning, if Xue Xun was killed by Shen Xinzhai, then the murderer of Mrs. Huang was also Shen Xinzhai.

"Huang Zhirou's death was also an accident." Shen Xinzhai lowered his eyelids and said to Xi Buwen with some regret, "She died for you."

Although Xi Buwen already understood it in his heart, but when Shen Xinzhai said it clearly, he still seemed to fall into the deep waters, his whole body was cold and stiff, he couldn't breathe, his temples were throbbing, and the sword in his hand couldn't help but clenched tightly. Clenched, clenched tightly, the five fingers seemed to be embedded in the hard metal, just like clinging to his only straw.When he was on the verge of falling, Wu Nian's arms firmly caught him.

Xi Buwen didn't expect that, knowing his identity, Wu Nian still chose to save him, picked him up from the water when he was dying, and breathed heavily in Wu Nian's arms, Wu Nian's arms hugged him even tighter. Tighter, hold his waist and bring him infinitely closer to you.

Followed by another sharp headache, memories flooded in like a wave, and he seemed to recall the way Huang Zhirou fell in his arms.

One second he was still warm, he hugged him, and asked him if he was wronged on the way, but the next second he died in his arms, the temperature passed until it was freezing cold.

Not a word was left.

In two lifetimes, he was greedy for such a little maternal love, and everything was ruined.

The needle that ruined his life was actually thrown by Shen Xinzhai.

"It's my fault." Shen Xinzhai apologized, sincerely as if he still had a bottom line, "I didn't intend to kill a Danxiu."

"But then again, if she knew that she was sacrificing her life to protect such a person, she might think it was worthless."

"Shut up!" Wu Nian felt that Xi Buwen was trembling in his arms, and he found that no matter what Xi Buwen's identity was, he couldn't turn a blind eye to the pain of the person in front of him.

Xi Buwen was already guilty and ashamed, but Shen Xinzhai's words were more like a violent hand, pulling him into the dark abyss, and falling into a situation where he would never be able to recover.Shen Xinzhai seems to be good at killing people and killing people's hearts.

Shen Xinzhai smiled suddenly, a trace of smugness spilled out of the corners of his eyes, his pale face was flushed by the cold night wind, half of the rising moon was hidden among the clouds, and half cast light on his hair, leaving a piece of frost white.

"When I was at Northwest Slope and your house, I really wanted to kill you. But after killing Huang Zhirou by mistake, I was very annoyed and changed my mind. I don't want to kill you anymore. I found out that you have another identity, Bing Ling The loose seal of the lake confirmed my conjecture. I deliberately followed you to find out the truth about some shit, but in fact I just wanted to test you and find out if you were the old man I thought."

"That's why I pasted a spirit summoning talisman on your back on the grave in Qinting Village. I want to see what other special skills you have that I don't know."

He clicked his tongue and let out a long sigh.

"It's a pity that you are like a lost dog. You are thrown into the coffin by the walking corpse. I am very disappointed."

"I originally wanted to take advantage of your coma and use the Shishi mirror to see if you were that person under the pretext of removing the evil curse marks, but this Buddha ruined my good deeds."

"But I still see some tricks." Shen Xinzhai stroked the uneven lines on the scabbard of Jealousy Lin, confidently and confidently saying, "Don't ask me, do you know? A person's subtle habits are hard to change .”

"It's like I still use Yun Chonghe's swordsmanship. Although I hate it and hate it, I still can't get rid of my habit."

"And you, although you use the Xi family's swordsmanship, but you control the sword, draw the sword..." Shen Xinzhai said word by word——

"Nowhere is not a flaw."

The author says:

In order to clarify the foreshadowing in these chapters, the plot may be a little bit more important, but it is also very exciting XD