The devil is me

Xi Buwen's face changed slightly, but after a while, he laughed as usual and said: "Monk, monk, this is why you don't understand. Although I am the first to go out of the mountain gate, I used to hang out with my father and elder brother in the early years. Ghost Mother can't hide it from me, I even ate that Xiangliu meat, what's all the fuss about?"

"Okay, the ghost girl is the basic skill after all. But the gu carving is an ancient beast. There are only three or five of them in this world, and I have seen only a few Taoist cultivators. It's fine if you recognize it in the scroll, but you also know its characteristics. , what is the sound, what is the harm of the sound, all are well known." Wu Nian tightened the Buddhist pestle in his hand, "Don't tell me, the only few in this world have been bumped into by your Xi family!"

Xi Buwen's smile froze on his face, but that look was uglier than crying. He suppressed his smile and looked at Wu Nian quietly for a while, then said with difficulty: "I didn't kill people, do you still believe it?"

Wu Nian was taken aback and loosened her hand, but she didn't know how to get it, but she replied in a strange way: "Trust."

"The Xi family has only two sons. I can't be fake, and I didn't deceive you. I didn't kill people, and I didn't have any intention of harming others from the beginning to the end. If that's the case, what experience do I have that matter?"

Wu Nian stared at Xi Buwen's long and narrow eyes, only to see a deep dark pool, filled with complex emotions that were too thick to dissolve, but there was no insincere attitude.He couldn't help blaming himself for being troublesome. We just met by chance. If he said his name was Zhang San Li Si Wang Wu, as long as he was kind, what harm would it do? The sky poked a hole, and it has nothing to do with his Buddhist practice.He is neither his fellow Taoist nor his relative, so why does he have a heart of obsession?

Seeing that his arm was already loose, Xi Buwen stretched out a finger to push the cold Buddhist pestle, and said innocently: "Brother Monk, you are pressing on me like this, and you are still holding this. If people see you, they think we are doing something." Woolen cloth."

"What are you doing?" Wu Nian blurted out, just as she asked, her mind somehow remembered the sound of Yingying and Yanyan in the room of Jinxiu Pavilion, her face flushed red, she quickly withdrew her hand and put the Buddhist pestle back to her waist.

Seeing that his neck was red again, Xi Buwen was overjoyed and murmured, "What are you doing? Naturally, it is dual cultivation. If a Buddhist cultivator and a Taoist cultivator are dual cultivators together, they will be drowned by spitting stars! I don't want to be beaten by my father." Rotten ass. Eh? Wu Nian why are you blushing?"

At this moment, Wu Nian just wanted to stuff the Buddhist pestle into Xi Buwen's mouth.

He looked away and tried to change the topic: "What do you do now?"

Xi Buwen casually picked a piece of dog's tail grass and put it in his mouth, patted the dirt on his body and got up: "Whatever! To pay for that swinger's life?"

"This is really strange." Wu Nian couldn't help recalling what happened last night, and lingered on the details, "How did Xue Congyi die? Why did he seem to testify against you before he died?"

"Who knows?!" Xi Buwen spread his hands, "It looks like he was poisoned, but I didn't even touch a finger of him. He pointed at me and said, 'So it was you', everything happened so quickly. It's too fast, I don't even have time to ask clearly!"

"Who else could have poisoned it? Could it have been in the tea?"

"Xue Congyi didn't drink tea, but the one who drank tea is still alive and well." Xi Buwen seemed to recall something again, "I'm not sure, I remember seeing a bright light, I thought it was the reflection of a dagger, But Xue Congyi has no obvious trauma."

Although Wu Nian has a clear mind when he is not involved in the matter, he is a little bit lost now, and after a while, he cautiously asks: "Could it be...Shen Xinzhai?"

"After all, there are only a few people present. I really thought about him." Xi Buwen murmured with a dog's tail grass in his mouth, "but I'm not sure. After all, he is still helping his nephew to hide his ugliness with his front feet, and his back feet are right in front of us." There is really no reason to kill him in front of him. I can't figure it out."

"That's right, Mr. Xiyi has been regarded as highly respected since the battle of Tianyuan, and he responded to every request, not like a young man who killed juniors." Wu Nian echoed.

Hearing Wu Nian's evaluation of Shen Xinzhai, Xi Buwen shrugged his shoulders to express noncommittal, but didn't say anything, just patted the ashes on his body, rubbed his hungry stomach and stood up: "Let's go, find a place to eat something , I really want to eat a bowl of rice noodles!"

Last night, I ran around blindly, and I didn't know the east, west, north, south, and now I don't know where I am, and whose territory it is in.Although Wu Nian has no intention of going down the same road with Xi Buwen, he has to admit that no matter where he goes, he should always know where he is now.The two made up their minds, and headed towards the village and town following traces of people.Sometimes walking and sometimes Yujian is also very fast, and within a short time, the two of them can see the smoke from the fire, as if they are not far from a village.

The two felt delighted and couldn't help stepping faster, but the closer they got, the more weird the village felt.Although there are many houses, there are only four or five houses with cooking smoke, and there is no hustle and bustle of people as imagined, only a few dogs barking occasionally in the dead silence.Xi Buwen walked quickly to the stone stele at the entrance of the village, scraped away the surrounding weeds, and saw the word "Zhaozhuang" engraved on it.

He turned his head and shouted to Wu Nian: "Zhao Zhuang? It seems to be the boundary of Enjue Temple, the gate of your Buddhist temple? We can run far enough!"

"Although it is the boundary of Enjue Temple, it is also extremely remote, and even idle Buddhist practitioners do not come here to eliminate demons."

Xi Buwen spat out the dog's tail grass he was holding onto the ground with a bah: "In the final analysis, it is because this is the border of Buddhism and Taoism. Buddhist cultivators think it is a matter of Taoist cultivators, and Taoist cultivators think it is the blame of Buddha cultivators. Ordinary villagers have it." I don’t know who to ask for asylum when I’m in trouble.”

Wu Nian nodded slightly in agreement.

When it came to the disharmony between Buddhism and Taoism, both of them felt a little heavy, so they walked towards Zhaozhuang without words.Passed by several houses one after another, but all of them were empty with cold stoves, cobwebs, dust and soil, and no trace of people living there. But no one has settled down." He subconsciously looked down at the soul-locking bell on his waist, and felt relieved when he saw it was as quiet as a chicken.

The two of them managed to reach a cottage that was smoky with cooking smoke. The firewood doors were lightly covered, and a bundle of firewood was piled up at the door, as if someone was at home.Xi Buwen stepped forward and knocked twice, and shouted: "Is anyone there?" He asked several times but no one answered, and before Wu Nian stopped him, Xi Buwen gently pushed open the door and walked in. go.

Wu Nian whispered: "This is too rude!"

"Don't you think it's strange?" Xi Buwen looked carefully at the yard in front of him, only to see that there were only scattered wheat drying nearby on the drying yard, and the wheat was not only pitifully small but also mixed with barnyard grass.

The most conspicuous thing is a half-person-high wooden barrel in the corner on the left. The whole body of the wooden barrel seems to be very wet, and the wooden boards seem to have been painted, showing a dark red color different from other parts. , it looks like some kind of weird formation or sacrifice.While staring at the bucket, Xi Buwen continued, "There are not many living people in this huge village. Aren't you surprised?"

Wu Nian didn't object anymore, because his attention was attracted by the wooden barrel just like Xi Buwen.

The two looked at each other and slowly approached the barrel together. There was an inexplicably sweet smell of blood in the air, as well as the smell of rotten meat.It wasn't until they got closer that the two suddenly realized that the dark red color was not paint, but the color of the wooden board after being soaked by blood for many years.Xi Buwen drew out his sword and nodded to Wu Nian, both of them looked into the barrel together!

Even Xi Buwen, who was used to bloody scenes, couldn't help taking two steps back when he saw the contents of the barrel.This bucket is not filled with dead poultry or livestock, nor is it rotten fish and rotten eggs, but a human pig without limbs, ears, or tongue, and only two black holes in the eye sockets bleeding dirty blood!