The devil is me

"What kind of...an unexpected joy." Shen Xinzhai licked his dry and cold lips, and the violent beating of his heart made him speechless for a while, until the picture gradually faded away and the mirror box covered him, he returned his examining gaze To Wu Nian.

There was surprise and fear in his eyes.He didn't know why, after so many years, he was already the head of a family, and he was in charge of one side, but he still couldn't help being timid in the face of Yun Chonghe's soul.

This soul weighed so much that he couldn't hold his head up.

It was as if he had returned to the time when he was practicing in Penglai. After taking off this dark blue sea-pattern gown, he was still a cowardly young man in a strong bamboo green outfit following behind Shen Po, and he was still a timid apprentice taught by Yun Chonghe carefully.

He has become a person who can't do anything well and accomplishes nothing.If he can't win the trial, can't break through the illusion, he will still fall from the sword, waiting for others to save him.

He became a cripple who couldn't control his own destiny.

A villain who hides in the shadows and peeps at the light.

The corners of his eyes were red, and there were tears in his eyes. It was not until a gust of cold wind blew them away that they disappeared into nothingness.This is the time when the old man reunites, and it is also the day when his long-cherished wish is fulfilled and the key to success or failure. God even sent him an unexpected gift.As God intended, he seemed destined to fail Penglai, goodwill, and light.

Wu Nian's complexion was as thin as paper, although it was heavy and heavy, but from his clear eyes, it could be seen that his will was extremely firm and his sanity was not lost.His eyes became lighter and lighter, it seemed that the astonishment at what Shen Xinzhai had done just now had turned into a pain in his chest, a kind of anger flowing in his blood.

Shen Xinzhai was like a light on his back, but he still let him examine him, let his gaze be like a knife, and cut him down.Thousands of times.

He smiled embarrassingly: "What a good pair of masters and apprentices, and they are entangled together in this life. I don't know if the Taoist sect knows, the former Bai Ze Zhenren became a Buddhist cultivator, and the demon king of heaven became Xi My junior, what kind of storm is going to be set off."

Xi Buwen became nervous: "What exactly do you want?"

It doesn't matter to him, but now, he has to consider for the Xi family, and even more so for Wu Nian.Yun Chonghe has already been reincarnated, no one knows, and he is outside the vortex of Taoism, he could be safe and happy, and he must not be put in danger again.

Wu Nian held Xi Buwen's cold fingers and comforted him.How much he wanted to talk to him at this moment, just the two of them, talk about the pain of inner alchemy rupture, talk about the pain of splitting mind and soul.In his last life, he kept it in his palm like a treasure, and sacrificed his life to save it, but he had to crawl out from the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood. He didn't dare to think about going to the poor and falling to the underworld by himself.

Wu Nian caressed Xi Buwen's fingers, like twisting flower petals, sniffing melting snow, the movements were very light, small, forbearing and restrained, but still pierced into Shen Xinzhai's eyes like a thorn.

He closed his eyes in pain, but he heard Wu Nian ask: "You have spent all your time trying to find the reincarnation of the Demon Lord of the Heavenly Dao, so you shouldn't just want to kill him for another life, right?"

When Shen Xinzhai opened his eyes again, all emotions faded away. A pair of almond eyes reflected the cold moon, with thin arcs drooping, showing a pitiful appearance.

"A teacher for a day, a teacher for life, I should call you Shizun, but you definitely don't recognize it. I'd better call you the name of this life." He seemed to have a Coptidis in his mouth, so bitter Nose sore, choked with bitterness.Seeing and hearing the word "Master", Wu Nian's hands trembled, he realized how absurd the current scene is.

"Wu Nian, since you asked, I might as well tell the truth."

"I have been searching for Shen Po's reincarnation for many years, and I want to ask one thing."

Xi Buwen showed a confused expression, as if he hesitated to speak.

Shen Xinzhai saw through it at a glance, and laughed loudly: "No, I don't want to ask if you hate me, or if you forgive me. These are meaningless to me, and I'm not so self-indulgent."

What he did has already disqualified him.

I didn't hate it before, but I should hate it now.

What was forgiven before is now unforgivable.

Time cannot go back, the blood that has flowed cannot go back, and human life cannot go back.Dirty is dirty, and now he has given up his dream of light.

He paused, and said, "I want to know the way to repair the body."

Xi Buwen and Wu Nian looked at each other in dismay, a She Shijing, who had lost so many lives in vain, he found him, just to ask about the way to restore the body?Xi Buwen didn't know why he had to come to him for this question, but his eyes moved unconsciously to Shen Xinzhai's empty lower limbs.

The curtains of his clothes were undulating, concealing his embarrassment.

He couldn't help but smiled wryly: "Yes, that's right, I want to stand up."

"This wish is extravagant, but it's not dirty. You don't have to rush to refuse."

His expression was indifferent, as if he was chatting about family affairs, and he was so indifferent about the loss of his legs that it made people feel sorry.

But in the next second, he quickly looked away, as if he was suddenly scalded by fire.

"Put away your pity! Put it away, don't let me see..."

Xi Buwen hesitated, and no longer tried to hide his identity: "Your leg...is really the battle of Tianyuan..."

"Yes, that's right." Shen Xinzhai laughed back in grief, hysterical.He can still remember the sound of bones breaking, as crisp as a bamboo shoot or a branch, like something that has nothing to do with him, the pain came later, like a pigeon whistle, sharp, the bones pierced the skin , running through every nerve, he passed out instantly, his whole body seemed to be dehydrated, and when he woke up again, his life was completely divided into two stages-the healthy and the disabled.

He has been decadent because of this for many years, until he became the head of the family and had a close relationship with the Xue family. One day he saw She Shijing in Tianyi Pavilion, and then he remembered that if he could find Shen Po's reincarnation, there might be a glimmer of life.

He gritted his teeth in hatred, as if crushing the opponent's flesh and blood between his teeth: "It's all because of you, the walking corpse manipulated by you, who broke my leg alive!"

Xi Buwen recalled that before his death in his last life, he saw Shen Xinzhai running towards him, and then was thrown down by a black shadow. He still remembered Shen Xinzhai's screams echoing in his ears, but at that time he bled so much that his voice The sound is like being covered, hazy through the fog, unable to save himself or others.

In fact, the walking corpse was out of his control at that time, but after all he summoned him, and he couldn't blame others. In the final analysis, if Shen Xinzhai wanted to hate him, he was right to hate him.

But what had he taken from him?Master, lover, family, all hope, all future.Can the two of them figure it out?

"So you see, you have to pay for the sins you have committed. I ask you for a prescription to cure your legs, and you will never refuse." Shen Xinzhai's eyes showed eagerness, and he controlled his pride, but slipped out of his bones humble.

This matter is his heart disease, his obsession, the only and all hope of his remaining life, all tied to Shen Po.He was fed up with others saying that he was a useless person, that he was a useless head of the family, and he was fed up with enduring strange or sympathetic looks from others.

Children can laugh at him, civilians can laugh at him, they can run and jump, and the simplest movements become a luxury for him.No matter how high his cultivation level is, he is still not as good as a mortal.

It's ridiculous to say it, he thought that everything would be different when Shen Po died.But he seems to be destined to be like this, even if Shen Po dies, his legs must be taken away. He is still humble, useless, broken, and dependent on others. among.

He still has to be jealous, jealous of Xue Yu's clothes in the wind, jealous of Xi Qiyuan's drunken sword, jealous of farmers going up the mountain, jealous of fishermen going out to sea, jealous of all health, all perfection, and the moon on the fifteenth day.

It's hard to get over it, it's hard to get over it after all.

"However, if you remember, I said that there is no way to repair the body in the world." Wu Nian said coldly.

That's what Yun Chonghe said in class, but Shen Xinzhai knew that it was just to fool the children, Yun Chonghe naturally had a way, whether he could save it or not depended on who was saved.

"Impossible, I don't believe a word. Yun Chonghe, you are so cruel. No matter what I say, I can be regarded as your apprentice. If it is Shen Po, why don't you save it?!"

"It's not that it can't be saved, it's that it can't be saved."

Shen Xinzhai moved his body suddenly, fell down from the wheelchair, and knocked his forehead into the dirt: "I'll kneel down for you, kowtow and beg you, if I was wrong in the past, just save me once, okay?"

He wriggled like a worm, pulling at the corner of Xi Buwen's clothes.

"Brother, don't you...don't you love me the most?" The clean and gorgeous clothes were covered with mud and sand. He didn't care about being dirty or decent. Kowtow, "You love Xiaoyao the most. You must have a way, right?"

"I really don't know." With a sad expression on his face, Xi Buwen bent down and reached out to help him, but Shen Xinzhai violently swung him away.

Xi Buwen turned his head to look at Wu Nian helplessly, asking silently with his eyes.

Wu Nian shook his head slowly, there was really no way.

There is only one body in life.

Lost is lost.

"You lied to me!!" Shen Xinzhai's eyes had a sickly and fanatical light, but the blood on his cheeks had faded, as if he was a dead person.His thoughts were like fire, and he watched it swaying in the wind, precariously, "Okay, okay, I know you hate me, but you don't want to."

His voice suddenly became ruthless: "Then I want to see, if your lover becomes crippled like me, will you save him or not?!"

Before the words were finished, the Sword of Jealousy swirled towards him. Although Shen Xinzhai's legs and feet had been inconvenient these years, he had not slackened in his practice.Fortunately, they take care of each other, one ebbs and another, but they also take over one by one.

Shen Xinzhai's sword collided with the weapons of the two, and there was a clang, their spiritual currents clashed, and their brilliance intertwined. Penglai Dojo, the scene of practicing and learning between masters and apprentices.

There are many pear blossoms, falling in the hair, on the shoulders, and on the blade of the sword.

Divided into two halves, with a delicate fragrance, it falls lightly like snowflakes.

At that time, his back was very straight, his feet were jumping, and he was moving fast. The sweat covered his forehead, dripping heartily, wantonly like rain.

What a good age, the indomitable age, gone forever.

Unexpectedly, after half a lifetime, they could still play a game of chess.

Only this time, you can't lose, you can only win!

Suddenly, a cold light flashed across, like meteors coming one after another pierced the night sky.

"careful!"

Wu Nian yelled, and he immediately threw the Buddhist pestle to block, the two silver needles collided with each other with a crisp sound, rubbed sparks, and finally fell to the ground.

But in his peripheral vision, there are still two silver needles flying towards Xi Buwen.

too fast.

It was too dark again.

It is better than an arrow that leaves the string, and a bird in a nest, which cannot be seen clearly and cannot be stopped.

But the moment his eyelashes trembled, Xi Buwen covered his eyes in pain.

Two lines of blood and tears were shed.