The devil is me

The dry lips became moist, the body returned to dryness, slowly warmed up, and there was really a fire beside him.

Consciousness recovered bit by bit, and it could be clearly discerned that the fire was burning on the right side, making the sound of sparks bursting from time to time.

He curled his fingers, and his fingertips caught a piece of fabric that wasn't too delicate.He just moved it slightly, and the cloth was suddenly pulled out, leaving him like a gust of wind.

He woke up after a jolt, subconsciously stretched out his hand to chase after it, and grasped it firmly.

He hurriedly opened his eyes, and found that he was holding Wu Nian's sleeve.

This person was about to leave, trying to hide from him as before, half of his body was pulled away, but he just stopped him again.He woke up suddenly, but he was suddenly grateful for the suddenness.

Wu Nian became visibly thinner, with a white cloth covering her eyes, her fingers hidden in her cuffs, she didn't struggle anymore, and her whole body stayed in place.

Xi Buwen's tears welled up at once, and pooled in his eyes, like a winter pool, heavy, so full, and so cold, he was both surprised and happy, and opened his lips to call him softly.

"No thought?!"

The other party sighed softly, as if there was nothing to do with him as usual.

"How are you, are you still cold?" Wu Nian bent down and groped to find a few branches as if resigned to fate, and made the fire more vigorous.

Xi Buwen looked around, only then did he realize that this is a cramped cave with a narrow entrance, the rain outside has stopped, and a few accumulated raindrops drip from the top of the cave from time to time, forming a pool of wet potholes at the entrance of the cave. Raise a piece of green moss.

He suddenly remembered: "This is... that cave that looks like a horse from the outside?"

The cave he named "Fucking Trough", he should have thought of it, Wu Nian has nowhere to hide, this cave is a good hiding place.

Xi Buwen straightened up, and as soon as his fingertips touched the cloth on Wu Nian's eye sockets, he dodged away.

"Don't look." He turned his face away and grabbed Xi Buwen's wrist tightly, "It will scare you."

"No." Xi Buwen shook his head, "How come?"

But in the face of Wu Nian's resistance, he still trembled and withdrew his hand, and didn't hold on anymore, but he couldn't help thinking that since the wound was terrible, it must have been extremely painful at that time.

"Does it hurt?"

Wu Nian raised the corner of her lips, said lightly, with a calm expression: "It doesn't hurt, it's over."

"But it hurts me." Xi Bu asked.

Wu Nian frowned, touched his hand, and searched eagerly. He hated himself so much that he couldn't see, and couldn't even find his pulse: "Where does it hurt?"

Xi Buwen lowered his eyes to look at the back of his hand, it was full of small wounds caused by long-time groping.He held it lightly, guided Wunian's hand to put on his chest, stopped at the heart, and pressed it tightly with his fingertips: "It hurts here."

The heart was beating steadily in Wu Nian's palm.Again and again.

"It hurts like hell."

"How did you change your eyes?" He recalled some books he had read in the past, thinking about the method of changing eyes, "Did you gouge them out?"

"Why doesn't it hurt?" Xi Buwen choked up, "Are you a fool? Why do you do such a thing?"

"I can't see it, I have a way."

"I have you, I have the Xi family, you are so good, I can't suffer. Even... Even without these, I have other ways."

"Any other way?" Wu Nian moved her finger, "Is it using a forbidden technique?"

Xi Buwen couldn't help being dumbfounded when he thought of the ghost pet.

"Don't use forbidden techniques anymore." Wu Nian's hand broke away from his chest, "cherish my life. Even if it's for me."

Xi Buwen lowered his brows and smiled wryly, feeling apologetic but not regretful: "I'm afraid it's too late now."

"I killed Xue Rongyu."

On the way back to the cave, Wu Nian met Xi Buwen who was fainted and soaked to the ground.He touched the sword on his pillow and recognized the word Luanlai engraved on the scabbard. He carried him back to the cave, knowing that he was seriously injured, his inner alchemy was weak, and his spiritual power was like a mess of porridge, but he didn't know what happened to him. Hurt.

Xi Buwen told him what Xue Rongyu had done, and also said that he was overflowing with demonic energy, and couldn't help but use forbidden techniques to kill him.

Wu Nian pursed his lips very tightly, and they were all white, as if he had a handful of snow in his mouth, especially when he heard the part of Tu Si, his lips couldn't help trembling, and the intense anger almost crushed him.

After he settled Xi Buwen in the inn, he did rush back to Jialan Temple, but the tragedy had already happened, and he regretted it too much.

Originally, with Master Rujiao's cultivation base, he should be able to keep the Jialan Temple. He didn't agree to Wu Nian leading the way to repair back to the mountain gate, let alone help the two change their eyes, but Wu Nian couldn't help but knelt down and begged, Jialan Temple is one thousand Eighty steps, carrying Xi Buwen on his shoulders, he kowtowed all the way to the mountain gate, blood all the way.With kind thoughts, he performed the eye-changing technique for the two of them, which greatly damaged their cultivation bases, so they were unable to resist the invasion from the Taoist gate.

Now Wu Nian knows that everything was done by Xue Shi, and he slaughtered Jia Lan because he was looking for the traces of the two of them. Although he was afraid of dragging the teacher's family, he left overnight as soon as he completed the eye-changing technique, but he still could not avoid the catastrophe.

So in the final analysis of this matter, he could hardly shirk his responsibility, he was the one who attracted wolves, tigers and leopards, killed the master, and killed the innocent fellow disciples.

"He deserves to die, but what about you?" Wu Nian was surprised that he found the other party's collar at once, and lifted Xi Buwen up, "What about you? Are you just waiting for the backlash to die?!"

Wu Nian's movements were too large, he lost his footing, and pushed Xi Buwen staggeringly to the wet stone wall.The hard stone wall knocked against the wound on Xi Buwen's shoulder, he crushed the pained grunt between his lips and teeth, without letting it out, he held Wu Nian's shoulder with both hands, half-protecting him.

Xi Buwen fell silent, in fact, both of them knew that if they want to get rid of this backlash, they can only practice trickery.Not to mention, it is impossible for him to abandon Wunian and the Xi family at this time in this life. The result of practicing deceitful ways is even more unimaginable. Righteousness, but also at the cost of countless lives.

To choose such a path again would disappoint loved ones.

Even more against his own heart.

"It's all fate." He smiled palely, "It's just a pity for your eyes, can I return them to you?"

Before he finished speaking, he remembered that the Jialan Temple had been destroyed, Master Ruhui had passed away, his unique skills might have been lost, and it was like Wu Nian's home there.He couldn't help but feel bad for Wu Nian, his throat tightened, waiting for Wu Nian to scold him.

Wu Nian panted, angry at him for not paying attention, angry at him for risking his life, he tightened his fingers on Xi Buwen's collar.

"If you die, what do I need these eyes for?"

"Look at this muddy Taoist world, or let me live in regret, see how this Buddhist world wronged me, hated me, and killed me?"

He let go of his hand slumpedly, and smiled with lowered eyebrows, as if he had heard a very absurd joke.

"I am now a sinner who has betrayed Garan."

"With no face, I will serve the Buddha again, and I will only be an ordinary person from now on."

The memory of the two lives is in his mind, and he often does evil and makes things difficult for him.He is not afraid to live in such pain, without fear or hatred, but he has regrets for Jialan, love for Xi Buwen, has too many distracting thoughts, and has long since lost the qualification to escape into Buddhism.

"You..." Xi Buwen's throat tightened, he knew that making such a decision would mean breaking his own foundation and not easy for a person like Wu Nian who regards faith as his life.Thinking of this, he felt sad, and coughed non-stop, Wu Nian hurriedly let go of his hand, and supported him to sit down.

He took a deep breath: "How long do I have?"

Wu Nian remained silent.

"One month? Two months?" Xi Buwen frowned and smiled lightly, "It's good, enough."

The cave suddenly became silent.Some people are hurting their fate, and some people choose to enjoy this meager time when there is no turning back.

Outside the dark and damp cave, it was dusk, and the city in the distance was lit up one after another.There is a whole row of lanterns along the street, like red gems inlaid in the bride's crown.

He looked into the distance, his eyes overflowing with brilliance, as if immersed in memories.

"Master, Chinese New Year is coming soon."

Xi Buwen's injury has not yet healed, and the pain of backlash from time to time makes him suffer even more.

He was in extreme pain and curled up in Wu Nian's arms, trembling unconsciously like a critically ill little animal.The body seemed to be torn apart, and every blood vessel became red, like a raging fire.

Wu Nian didn't know where to put his trembling hands, it seemed that a little weight could make him feel worse than death.

I want to cry without thinking, but I can't cry, and my lost eyes can't shed tears, so I can't vent all these sufferings, I can only stuff them in my chest, precipitate, brew, accumulate, ferment, and swell, my whole body is almost about to explode .

But he can't do anything, he can only accompany him in pain.His fingers wrapped around his hair, as if to tie them tightly, so that his pain could be transmitted to his body, and he could share it for him.

Despite the pain, Xi Buwen was still happy when he was sober, and the two spent this short time getting along with each other, as if they were getting credit from God.

They went down the mountain together once, and it was completely covered. He didn't look like a Buddhist monk, nor did he look like a Taoist monk.They are like ordinary lovers in the world, visiting the lively market and buying novelty New Year's goods.

Xi Buwen stopped in the brightly lit place, looked at a lamp, the lamp was simple and simple, with a peach wood handle on a lotus seat, just like the lamps used in Penglai back then, it made his eyes warm.

Wu Nian stopped and waited for him, he first felt Xi Buwen let go of his hand, just as he waited and waited a little flustered, his hand came back like a live fish, and hooked his hand comfortingly. palm.

"Brother, don't be afraid, I just went to buy a lamp."

Wu Nian turned her head to the side, her face was flushed red by the light: "What light?"

"A lamp very similar to the one we use in Penglai." Xi Buwen held the lamp and stuck it to him, his body warmed up, "I like it very much."

The light reflected in his eyes, making his eyes brighter.He couldn't bear to look away, stared at it carefully, and added after a while: "I like everything in Penglai very much."

He stretched out his ten fingers, and passed through Wu Nian's fingers, interlocking his fingers, smiling like a full moon.

"especially you."

A snowflake fell into his eyes, he raised his face, and the tip of his nose was moistened by the white steam he exhaled.The sky is high and the snow is brilliant.

The heavy snow that fell suddenly covered the way home and the distance.

Wu Nian stroked the snow off his shoulders, pulled Xi Buwen closer, and hugged him in his arms.The two of them stuck close together among the snowy trees and silver flowers.

If there is no way to go in this vast world, then as long as he is still walking with him, it is where the heart goes, flowers are blooming like brocades, and there is a way everywhere.

The two of you were having fun, the snow had stopped, and it turned into a sunny day in the blink of an eye, and the two of you walked back on the snow under the moonlight. Next to your shadow was my shadow, leaving footprints all the way.

Xi Buwen talked a lot, and he couldn't finish it at so many hours in a day, and the two of them didn't enjoy themselves, so they simply sat outside the cave to watch the moonlight and enjoy the snow scene.

Xi Buwen leaned on Wu Nian's shoulder, his injury is almost healed, and he will continue to rush to Hanzhong when the injury is completely healed, but he still wants to rely on it now.

There are not many stars in winter, but they are extremely bright. The most special thing is that when the sky is clear enough, even at night, the outlines of clouds can still be seen.

It is less fluffy than it looks in the daytime, but more flexible.

Xi Buwen was thirsty, with a wild fruit in his mouth, the sweet and sour juice spread in his mouth, he suddenly remembered something, turned his face and asked: "Guyun, what is it?"

Wu Nian showed a confused expression.Even if he was blindfolded, Xi Buwen could see that other facial features could still speak, and he could tell what he was thinking when he pursed his thin lips lightly.

"It was the night when I ran out from the Lushun Inn. I said I would go back and pick up the sachet Wang Jiayue gave me. You said that I should say the same thing, and should not be called without asking. What is the reason?"

Xi Buwen knew that Wu Nian remembered, because he saw Wu Nian's clear earlobe turned into a beautiful pale pink.

Xi Buwen entangled him, rubbed him, pressed his whole body against him and shook his arm.

He couldn't stand it, who made him like him.

"Stay in the monastery during the beautiful moon, and see the mountains to know the old clouds." Wu Nian replied, "Jiaoran's poems."

Xi Buwen burst out laughing, his nostrils moved: "Oh, it's very sore."

Wu Nian's earlobes and even his cheeks turned pink, the evening wind was chilly, and he felt better when it was blowing on him.

"Why are you blushing." Xi Buwen raised his finger to touch his slightly warm cheek, "I mean the literati are very sour, what else are you thinking about?"

If Wu Nian could see, he would find scorching light in Xi Buwen's eyes.

Wu Nian grasped the devilish fingers on his face, his fingertips were slightly cold, and Wu Nian grasped them like a snowflake.

"I think it's better for me not to ask a word." Xi Buwen became serious, a pair of foxes opened their eyes hard, staring at the finger held by Wu Nian, the point where the skin intertwined with the skin, and the tear mole under the eyes Become vivid, "In this life, I don't ask about heaven and earth, I don't ask about yin and yang, I don't ask about life and death, and I am worthy of this name."

Wu Nian felt that Xi Buwen's fingertips became warmer, and he also felt the other's gaze, which was as hot as the sun, and every hair on his face was hot.

"But I want to ask you." Xi Bu asked, "I want to ask you, do you have the same heart with me?"

Wu Nian faced his direction, silent and did not speak.

The air was unbelievably quiet, making Xi Buwen anxious for no reason.

"Look, I've said what I want in the last life and this life. Now you are not a master, nor a Buddhist cultivator, but you have worshiped with me..." Xi Buwen hurriedly said, "Those who have drunk the wine , you will not be irresponsible..."

The word "Ren" was not finished, like a piece of music that had come to an abrupt end, being pecked between his lips and teeth, turning into a sob.

Wu Nian kissed over, with a slight deviation, first touching the corner of Xi Buwen's mouth, Xi Buwen tilted his head slightly, and took the initiative to meet the other's hot lips.