The devil is me

Xi Buwen knew a long time ago that Jialan Temple is a very beautiful ancient temple.

It stands in the quietest part of the mountain, with a clear stream, covered by moss, red walls and gray tiles, and further up there is an ancient Buddhist bell left over a thousand years ago. Western Sanskrit sounds can make the blue bird bow down and the phoenix come to pay homage.

This is a blessed place, no one comes here without piousness, and leaves according to his heart.

But he looked at the tragic situation in front of him, anger, resentment, mourning, and thousands of words were pale.The dead bodies, the messy bloodstains, the collapsed lampposts and stone tables, the blood flowed into the stream along the soil, dyed a red canal and gurgled towards the valley.The believers who came down the mountain after hearing the news were wiping their tears, carrying out the corpses one by one, and listing them in the courtyard.

The leader is the host, wearing a patched cassock, with a kind face and closed eyes. If you don't look carefully, you can't see that the inner alchemy has been cut open by life, leaving a big bloody hole.

The novice next to him died in a terrible state, and most of them were tortured, and they were not killed with a knife. It seemed that someone was trying to force them to do something or say something.

He even saw Xuan Min's corpse, which was placed under the shade of a tree. He was wearing decent clothes, and his body was full of scars and wounds left by the battle. Although his face was stained with blood, he was vaguely handsome, even fat. Some of them are no longer the terrified and slovenly appearance when they first met, but they seem to be well taken care of in Jialan Temple.

A corner of the envelope was exposed from his skirt. It was the same letter that Bian Lanshan had given him. The paper was so old that it was almost torn, soaked in blood.With tears in his eyes, Xi Buwen put Xuan Min's hands on his stomach, tidied up his remains, and placed the letter in the deep part of his clothes to hide it.

With this token, he may have reached the place where he can find Bian Lanshan, and they can finally meet in the next life and have a different ending.

Xi Buwen stood up with red eyes, and looked for Wu Nian in the crowd, one by one, but couldn't find it.Going up to the fan bell, he saw the back of a little novice, kneeling there and crying miserably.

He rushed over with big strides, afraid of shocking the sad person, he called out slowly: "Little Master."

The novice turned his head, looked at Xi Buwen's attire, and was immediately on guard, staring at him with scarlet eyes: "Are you a Daoist?!"

"You still have the face to linger here?!"

Xi Buwen bowed and saluted: "Passing by here, I came here after hearing about this matter. I have an old friend who is a Buddhist practitioner in Jialan Temple. I am worried and came here specially to find him."

The Shami's face improved a little, and he asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"No thought mage."

Inadvertently throwing a tiny spark ignites a prairie fire.The novice was short of breath, furious, and didn't care about etiquette, striding up to push him: "Go, go, that traitor is not my Jialan disciple!"

"Traitor? What kind of traitor?" Xi Buwen was puzzled, his shoulder was pressed hard, and despite the pain, he stubbornly refused to turn around.

Seeing that he really didn't know, the novice turned his face away, his eyes were red again.

He choked up and said, "I don't know if you are a good person or a bad person, but I'm not afraid of you. It's okay to tell you. If you don't know, I should let you know what a despicable person Wu Nian is!"

"I'm just a young disciple in Jialan Temple who has just started. I was sent to the foot of the mountain to buy supplies a few days ago. I just came back yesterday and I didn't know what happened. I was lucky to escape the catastrophe."

"But before leaving, I heard senior brother happily say that senior brother Wu Nian has returned and brought a Taoist priest, begging us to preside over the treatment of Master Rujiao. In a few days, something like this happened here. Look at it How can there be any corpses of Senior Brother Wu Nian and that Taoist cultivator all over the place, they are obviously in the same group as outsiders."

The more he spoke, the more certain he became, and the more he spoke, the more indignant he became. His high-pitched voice startled the birds and made them laugh.

"It's obvious that he colluded with Daoist cultivators and lured wolves into the house, and he didn't know how to harm our presiding officer. Otherwise, with our master Rujiao's cultivation base, there will be no problem in saving Jialan and ourselves." There was a little arrogance on the face of the little novice, Thinking about it, he was really proud of Jialan, and had a heart of reverence for Master Ruhui, but after the arrogance dissipated, there was only sorrow.

These words shocked Xi Buwen, although he knew about Wu Nian taking him to seek medical treatment, he also knew about Tu Si, but he had never connected the two in such a way.But thinking about it carefully, it makes sense, he doesn't blame this little monk, in fact, if he were this novice, he might guess like this.The relationship between Buddhism and Taoism is not harmonious. It doesn't sound like two things that have nothing to do with each other.

But Xi Buwen is a person in the game, so he is naturally different from the bystanders.Judging from the time, Wu Nian took him to seek medical treatment and then left. When the Daomen came up, I'm afraid he was as unaware as he was.

For a moment, he wanted to recognize that he was that Taoist cultivator, and he wanted to tell this little monk that Wu Nian just brought him to treat his eyes, not to mention that he was blind, how he could link up with foreign enemies, and why he wanted to kill Jialan all over his family.But he suddenly realized that he couldn't even explain how he entered and exited the mountain gate, and his futile refutation was even more suspicious.

But it was related to Wu Nian's reputation, he still couldn't help but patiently said: "Little Master, your brother Wu Nian is not such a person. You don't have evidence, so you can't say that to others."

The novice was furious, regardless of the evidence, he immediately pointed at him and said: "I knew that you were with him, and a friend of a traitor would never be a good person who would speak for such a person. Hurry up!" Get out, don't pollute the clean ears of my master and brothers!"

Xi Buwen didn't move his feet, and wanted to speak again.

The little novice punched him in the stomach, he had no cultivation, the punch was not heavy, but the knuckles on the fist were so bony that Xi Buwen gritted his teeth, and he didn't retreat an inch.

Seeing that the opponent was not moving at all, and that it was difficult for him to defeat the enemy due to his inferior skills, the novice monk started to shout loudly when he was ashamed.The busy people in the temple looked up one after another, as if they had heard the letter from the enemy, Xi Buwen knew that it was difficult to argue and it was useless to explain, so he had to hide in the grass and go first.

The trees are towering, and only the faint light pours down through the gaps between the leaves, casting mottled and flickering spots of light, embellishing the top of Xi Buwen's hair, leaving fine gold fragments.

Shadow and light intertwined on Xi Buwen's face, and the morning dew fell between the grass blades, soaking his skirt.

He has seen too much blood in these two lives, but to this day, he still does not think it is an easy task.He took a deep breath of cool air, and slowly exhaled the shock and grief accompanied by a breath of stale air. With his sanity clear, he was eager to find the place of no-mind.

If everyone thinks that there is no thought of cooperating with the inside and the outside, colluding with the Taoist cultivation world to kill fellow disciples, I am afraid it will not be easy in the Buddhist cultivation realm.

He thought, maybe he couldn't see without thoughts, and he walked slowly, so he had to wait a little longer.

For two days in a row, he wandered around on the way back and forth, and later returned to the Jialan Temple to sneak around and observe, but he didn't let him find Wu Nian.He even took the risk to release his spiritual pet, but perhaps it was too far away, and the spiritual pet couldn't recognize the trace. The fiery little fox went and returned, wandering blankly at his feet.

It was as if Wu Nian had never been here before, and after leaving the inn, there was no news and disappeared without a trace.

His emotions changed from hope to anxiety, and from anxiety to bewilderment.He even had a terrible conjecture that Wu Nian didn't want him to come to him, and deliberately hid his tracks, trying to never see each other again.

He didn't want to show up to him blind, with guilt and guilt weighing down his head.

Xi Buwen knew very clearly that this is what Wu Nian would do.

So far, the world is vast and there is nowhere to be found.

He had wanted to wait another two days.

But Xi Qiyuan came over by voice transmission, urgently calling him to go home.In fact, the technique of sound transmission was initiated by Xi Qiyuan, but the voice was attributed to Xi Yangzhou.Xi Qiyuan felt that he could hold on for a while, but Xi Yangzhou looked at Xi Qiyuan who fell ill on the bed, and felt that the situation was serious and he couldn't hold on any longer.

According to Xi Yangzhou's narration, not long after Huang Zhirou's burial, the Xue family sent people to guard Xi's house. It was said to be protection in face, but in fact it was surveillance.In the last few days, the Xue family became even more arrogant, taking advantage of Xi Qiyuan's serious illness, they even put him under house arrest in the mountain gate, asking them to force Xi Buwen to come back.

Xi Yangzhou's voice was clear and clear, calm as before, but Xi Buwen knew him too well, and could still discern a crack in his disguising failure from his words.

It can make Xi Yangzhou lose his temper, but Xi Buwen knows that things are not good.

He had no choice but to inquire about Wu Nian's whereabouts along the way while rushing to Hanzhong.

Along the way, the rumors became dire.

Like a surging tide sweeping, no matter in the water or on the shore, everyone's clothes are completely wet, and no one can retreat completely.

In the beginning, there were occasional discussions about Buddhist practice passing by, but later almost the entire Buddhist practice community was searching for Wu Nian.

He is the only person who knows how the Jialan Temple was destroyed, and he is also a sinner and traitor who is punishable by everyone in the Buddhist practice world.

At the beginning, Xi Buwen fought with the passing Buddhist monk because of this, but he was so weak that he was beaten to exhaustion and vomited blood. clean.

Later he stopped arguing, he only hoped that Wu Nian could hide, better, better.It's best not to let anyone find him, even if he can't find him again in this life.

But as long as he's alive, it's best.

It's ridiculous to say that in his last life, his yearly wish was nothing more than "eliminate the strong and help the weak, peace and well-being", but until this life, the wicked can't be eliminated, and well-being has become an extravagant hope.

He leaned on the lakeside drinking water to wash his face, looking at the pale eyes reflected in the clear water, he suddenly felt the same sense of despair as Shen Xinzhai, the only thing he wanted in his life was looking for a needle in a haystack and salt in the snow.

More than that, more than that.

He didn't know if Wu Nian would be in danger, he didn't know what kind of means Shen Xinzhai would have if he failed to get what he wanted, and he didn't know how the Xue family, who was eager to find the murderer, would retaliate against the Xi family.

After reliving his life, he is still in the center of the vortex, and he has to watch everything around him spin and perish together.

His heart seemed to be cut open and shattered into pieces.

The ripples on the calm lake surface suddenly appear, or the leaves fall leisurely on the water surface, and the small shocks are almost imperceptible.

But Xi Buwen frowned immediately, and when he raised his eyes again, a blurry figure was reflected on the water, right behind him!

The author says:

Unexpectedly, I could be even worse (bushi)

By the next chapter, you can basically explain all the big foreshadowings buried in the front, gearing up!In fact, I am not particularly good at writing plots, so I am very grateful to everyone who has been able to catch up here!