give me a chance to be a good person

Afterwards, Shang Shijing stayed for a few more days, but still got nothing, so he simply gave up.

The thing that fell from the palm that day was the paper crane sent by Yi Jianhan. After seeing it, Shang Shijing incinerated it in the palm of his hand, turning into a pile of ashes, blowing away with the breeze, and disappearing between heaven and earth between.

It's a good thing to have news about Twin Fruits, and it's also a good thing to find Shang Shijing's lair.

Just thinking that such a good thing might not be a good thing in the end, Shang Shijing felt overwhelmed.

That's what they said at the time, they did want to kill Shang Shijing, but who would kill them?According to the reason, he was at fault first, somehow occupying Shang Shijing's body, it would be too immoral to do it, Shang Shijing is indeed scary and disgusting, but in the end, he hasn't done anything wrong Impossible behavior.

It was one thing to know he would do it, but he hadn't done it after all.

Shang Shijing is a person of great taste. After living in these days, Shang Shijing has also felt something. How to say the old saying, hooligans are not to be feared, educated hooligans are to be feared, the more he behaves Elegant and simple, compared with his cruel methods, it is even more terrifying.

Why can't Shang Shijing learn from all the helpless scholars in the world, and be a useless scholar diligently?

Even if you don't ask you to help the world and help the world; at least don't grow yourself into an old crooked neck tree just to use it for others to hang yourself!

What was even more annoying was Wu Lang.

Thinking of Wu Lang, Shang Shijing felt dizzy again. As a mortal who couldn't transcend the world for the time being, he threw this extremely troublesome and important factor aside without any guilt, and decided not to think about this person any more.Friends can be found slowly, anyway, Yantao City will be renamed as Yantao Kindergarten and Yantao Juvenile Class if it goes down, and establish a good relationship with the big boys in the early childhood, Wu Lang is not the only person in the world who can be friends.

Just like Song Wuhe...

It's better not to think about Song Wuhe, thinking about him is just annoying, double the headache.

After thinking about it, Shang Shijing stuffed all the locked boxes into the mustard bag Yi Jianhan gave him, and planned to go back to Yantao City's mechanism master to take a closer look; there was a technical house organization as backup, Although there is no advantage in force, it always has an advantage in such trivial matters.

The dressing table always felt a little tricky, he thought about it, and reluctantly stuffed the table into the mustard bag. Fortunately, the space of the mustard bag was not too big, but it was not narrow, not to mention that there were two people on his body. The bag contained a lot of things in a mess, but it was all packed.

After "scraping the ground three feet" of Shang Shijing's residence, Shang Shijing moved the real yuan full of regrets. The scorching flame ignited from the palm of his hand, and the lightly jumping flames landed near the scroll and the box. Walking out of the room slowly, many flames landed on the tables and chairs following his actions, and soon the room was on fire. He set another fire outside, and the fire grew with the wind, and it burned bigger and bigger .

The blazing fire was reflected in Shang Shijing's pupils. The house burned for a while, and suddenly countless fireflies sprang out. It was getting late at this time, and these many modified fireflies were flying in the air, and were swallowed by the flames Incineration, like countless stardust falling down.

There is indeed a mystery in this bamboo house.

Shang Shijing looked at it for a long time, then suddenly turned around and walked out.

There is no need to stay here anymore.

The speed was not fast when he came, and even if he stepped up on the return trip, it was impossible to fly beyond the original limit. Shang Shijing had to stay in the cities on the return trip for a few days. I don't know if these cities were due to national boundaries. The monks are secretive, and they are not allowed to mention half a word; some of them have many masters sitting in the city, so there is a lot of information circulating.

Shang Shijing has always been very low-key, even if he lives in an inn, he seldom causes trouble, and when he sees any injustice, he just treats himself as blind and never gets involved in it.However, the inn and the brothel have always said that the two information bases with the most information flow, when people can't control their mouths and sex, they are always very honest, as if they have to pour out all the news in their stomachs before they can be free Room for a delicious meal.

Therefore, when Shang Shijing was eating, he would always be interrupted a lot. It's not that he couldn't let Xiao Er bring him to the house, but he used his money frugally, unlike Wu Lang, who used to watch people down. Die, seeing that he was a scholar, he was always pushing back and forth, either he was too busy, or he forgot, and he said a few nice words, Shang Shijing naturally remembered it.

Although not every inn is like this, but he didn't want to be perfunctory anymore, so he went downstairs to eat by himself.

The lobby is very lively, whether you like it or not, there will always be all kinds of rumors coming to your ears.

Naturally, there are imperial examinations in this era, as well as upright and corrupt officials. Speech is very free. People talked about many corrupt officials who fell from the horse, and mentioned good officials in recent years, and talked about the newly promoted No. Suddenly the voice was quiet, and he muttered some strange things in recent days.

Shang Shijing didn't pay much attention to it at first, but when the word "Ghost Prison" suddenly jumped out, he couldn't help being startled, and even paused with his chopsticks.

The people chatting next to him naturally didn't notice it, and just talking about it, they explained in detail the many weird things that happened nearby, and they swore that it was definitely the reappearance of the Nether Ghost Prison. In fact, when the Nether Ghost Prison fell, they I'm afraid my parents are still in my stomach, but mortals have always been very interested in the matter of immortal cultivators, and they only talk about it as interesting stories, but they don't know that Shang Shijing is sitting on pins and needles, and wants to leave for fear of missing something, so he continues to listen. I feel nervous again.

Why is the Nether Ghost Prison nearby, and what are they doing nearby?Are you looking for Fashion Mirror?

Shang Shijing was terrified. Thinking of what Zhu Cheng said about the ghost master, he couldn't help but get angry. Because he was afraid of any troubles on the road, he became more careful and stopped trying to hurry, so he delayed for a few more days. , when it was about to approach the beach, there was a sudden change.

He met Yu Wanggui.

In fact, it was a coincidence that when Shang Shijing was on his way, he temporarily lived in a ruined temple. When the night was dark, Yu Wanggui walked in with a thin and tall young man. His cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds. Shang Shijing's cultivation is indeed not high, but at least he has reached the late stage of foundation establishment, and it can be seen that Yu Wanggui is now in the early stage of foundation establishment. At the beginning of Qi, more than a month has passed by now.

This kind of cultivation speed is not only shocking, but also appalling.

Seeing that Shang Shijing was here, Yu Wanggui was also a little strange. He sat with the young man by the bonfire that Shang Shijing had lit, and asked softly, "Why did Mr. Tian go out suddenly?"

I haven't seen him for a few days, and the boy has a wine gourd on his waist. I don't know if he will have a toast with Zhang Xiao in the future.

The thin young man suddenly had a strange expression, and kept staring at Shang Shijing, but kept silent.Shang Shijing was also very surprised when he saw Yu Wanggui, but he was not as overt as Yu Wanggui, and instead asked, "Why are you here? Yi Jianhan asked you to come?" He wasn't unhappy When I saw Yu Wanggui, I was a little worried that Yu Wanggui's halo would attract the Nether Ghost Prison.

After all, if Four Seas Yantao insisted on talking about it, it was still a long way from here.

"No." Yu Wanggui shook his head, his arms squirmed, as if something was hidden, he stretched out his hand and grabbed a small flying squirrel out of his arms.

It's Fumo!

Shang Shijing's heart skipped a beat. This kind of lucky mouse has a big tail and spreads its limbs like a flat carpet. It was rounded by Yu Wanggui and has runes on its limbs. It is an extremely rare treasure-hunting lucky mouse. The place it likes to stay must be the blessed land of the fairy family, and it is naturally very sensitive to all kinds of treasures. In the original book, Yu Wanggui saved its life and then abandoned it, so it clings to Yu Wanggui this big tree.

This Fushu was born with enlightened intelligence, but his small brain is very strange, probably because he is used to seeing people who covet him, if someone likes it very much, it must be arrogant and dismissive But if the person who is kind to him hates it very much, it will feel that this person is unpretentious, not the ability to love it, and call it "love at first sight", and it will be fixed in this life.

Of course, ordinary people hate it, and it will avoid it, so Yu Wanggui has become an exception among exceptions.

"Does Mr. Tian know what this is?" Yu Wanggui doesn't have deep experience, he only knows that this annoying mouse is cute and lovable. But he is very caring, so even though he dislikes this chirping mouse as annoying, he still brings it with him.

Shang Shijing said indifferently: "This is the lucky mouse, the creature with the strongest destiny between heaven and earth. It is born with spiritual intelligence, can find spiritual treasures, and likes to stay in places with rich spiritual energy. However, this kind of spiritual creature has never Being close to people, you can have it with you, it is also a blessing." He stretched out his hand and squeezed Fushu's little paw, and the other person seemed to hear Shang Shijing complimenting him, and held his big face, with his big furry tail in his hands. Forget to sweep it back and forth with your finger.

There must be no plague.

The perplexed Shang Shijing was more concerned about the germs on this "wild animal", so he only pinched it a couple of times and never touched it again.

Fushu has been disliked for many days, and it is rare for someone to appreciate him. He is very proud of discovering his excellent nature, so he condescends and stretches out his little paw, but the other party quickly withdraws his hand, and its little paw falls. So empty, he scratched awkwardly in the air, angrily wrapped his tail around Yu Wanggui's fingers, hugged his master's thumb tightly, and turned his head away from Shang Shijing.

"Then will City Lord Yi like it?" Yu Wanggui asked again.

Shang Shijing was taken aback. You must know that Yu Wanggui had been beaten on the ground by Yi Jianhan for a long time. During the fight, he wished that the Fushu would scratch his face. Yi Jianhan couldn't help being full of doubts, hesitantly said: "You... want to give this thing to Yi Jianhan?"

"That's right." Yu Wanggui was very flat. He seemed to be indifferent to that Fushu in his words, but he was very cautious in his movements. After hearing what he said, Fushu hurriedly twisted its buttocks and flattered him with its big tail. The mouse was in the palm of his hand, his lips moved slightly, and he said calmly, "Xiaoxue and Ayun are taking risks with me, so why add another trouble, since it is a lucky thing, it is better than being in the hands of City Lord Yi. Stay with me; what's more, the three of them are not used to each other, they always argue, and City Lord Yi has kindness to me, this blessing mouse is bestowed on him, just to repay the kindness..."

"You have to be clean too." Shang Shijing continued his words, and Yu Wanggui nodded honestly.

In fact, even if Yu Wanggui didn't say anything, Shang Shijing could see the problem. Fushu had only acted like a baby for a while, and Zhiren and Zhima, who had met in the cold pool before, ran out of nowhere to face Fushu. The man spit wildly, and the Zhiren went too far, sticking out his tongue and making a face. It was riding on a Zhi horse, with a nimble figure, and the three things ran around, jumping on Yu Wanggui's head for a while, and landing on his shoulders for a while, Fortunately, Yu Wanggui was able to bear it.

Shang Shijing sighed softly and said, "I don't know either, but you'd better keep this thing." He turned his head again and looked at the young man who had been left out all this time. It was obvious that he had been treated in the cold for too long, and his embarrassment turned into anger. Shang Shijing thought to himself that he was really stupid. After living alone for two days, he even forgot the ways of the world, so he rushed to save him temporarily: "This is?"

After all, he is a young man with a lack of thoughtfulness in doing things. Yu Wanggui didn't know why his usually talkative friend suddenly fell silent, but he also found that he was too busy talking to Shang Shijing, thus ignoring him, and hurriedly said: "He is... ..."

Before he finished speaking, the young man stood up suddenly, with a grim expression on his face: "It's you! The person of that day is you!"

Before Shang Shijing could react, he saw a yellow light piercing towards him. The young man used Qi to control his sword. His cultivation base was not high, but his attainment in Qi Dao was very profound. His face was full of grief and indignation, as if Shang Shijing was his Although Yu Wanggui didn't know why, Mr. Tian was his only hope to know the past, so he tore off the gourd around his waist without hesitation and threw it out. The blue light was swallowed by the mouth of the gourd and disappeared instantly gone.

"Brother Gui, get out of the way!" The young man's eyes were faintly red, "If you stop me today, we won't be brothers anymore."

It's funny to say that in the past, young people would advise Yu Wanggui to be patient, not to be ruled by killing thoughts indiscriminately, and to kill indiscriminately, but today it is completely reversed.

No matter how dull Shang Shijing was, he had already reacted at this moment. Shang Shijing's enemies were as numerous as ants in an ant's nest. When this young man came to him, who knew what kind of hatred and what kind of debt it was.

This young man's cultivation level is very poor, even worse than Yu Wanggui's. He's just getting started, not to mention Yu Wanggui came up to save a move.

"If you want to kill him, you have to give me a reason." Yu Wanggui shook his head and said, "Although we have only met for a few days, I know that you are not a violent person who is easy to kill."

Shang Shijing secretly greeted the eighteenth generation of Shang Shijing's ancestors, and he had a new understanding of his misfortune. He was really not interested in knowing what kind of grudge this person had with Shang Shijing, so as not to listen to him He was so angry that he was even more depressed, not to mention that the scapegoat had already knocked him a little dizzy, his face was a little ugly, and he said coldly: "Your level of cultivation still can't kill me."

These words were like adding fuel to the fire, the young man let out a powerless and desperate roar, and wanted to charge up again, but was held back by Yu Wanggui, unable to move.

"What's going on here?" Yu Wanggui's eyes fell on Shang Shijing, hoping that the omniscient Mr. Tian could explain the reason.

how could I know.

Shang Shijing rolled his eyes in his heart, his face was still, he just flicked his sleeves, and said decisively: "Come to Yantao City to find me." He deliberately pretended to be disturbed, Yu Wanggui was puzzled, it can be seen He came and left as soon as he said, very confused, as if everything was muddled.

Just slip away, it's really exciting.

The young man cried bitterly, unable to hold Yu Wanggui's hand, almost slipping to the ground, and began to sing in a low voice, as if it was a dialect folk song, Yu Wanggui couldn't understand it, but he could hear the impassioned meaning in it, just That song was sung so tragically by the young man that it made one's nose sour.

"Brother Xu, what happened to you?" Yu Wanggui asked, "Did you do something?"

"Sir!" The young man stared at Yu Wanggui with tears in his eyes, and suddenly reached out and grabbed his collar, strangling him tightly, "You call him Mr.? Who is he to you!"

Yu Wanggui broke free easily, and saw the hatred and powerlessness buried deep in the young man's eyes, the anger and fear engraved on his face, but he didn't know it, just stared at him tightly, and couldn't help but lower his voice , asked: "Brother Xu? Is it related to your former brothers?"

"No...that's it." The young man let go of his hand dejectedly, as if he had struggled for a long time in his heart, he reached out to pick up the sword he had dropped on the ground, wiped the dust on it with his sleeve, and said with ashes in his heart, "To this day , I won’t hide it from you, Brother Gui, I am a person in the sea of ​​life and death, you... probably don’t know this name anymore, and many people may no longer remember it.”

"Brother Gui, you are a good boy, but when I approached you, it was not because you were lonely and brave, nor because you were kind-hearted, but because you were carrying... a holy stone. I want to know where you came from." Get the holy stone, is it... is it because the saint is not dead yet."

Yu Wanggui looked bewildered: "Holy one?"

"Yes, the Holy One is the master of Jinghu, and also the master of the sea of ​​life and death. We don't know his name. He came to the world with the holy stone. I almost died that year. It was the brother of Kuhai who rescued me back to the holy land. I practiced. At that time, there were frequent fights, and the saints were kind-hearted, but the sky-punchers always stood up for us, but... just maybe we went the wrong way and let the saints down."

Xu Qingnan spoke inconsequentially, and Yu Wanggui was confused when he heard Yu Wanggui. He only looked at his sad expression, but couldn't understand what it had to do with Shang Shijing, so he wondered: "The saint is disappointed with you, and then what?"

"I don't know... I don't know what that man said to the saint." Xu Qingnan burst into tears. He was obviously in great grief, and cried bitterly, "Actually, everyone is not hopeless, but they were blinded for a short time. At that time The Heavenly Punisher and the Holy One couldn't get over the dispute, and the Holy One left angrily, we all thought he would come back, but in the end what we waited for was the news that the Holy One died for us."

Yu Wanggui didn't understand anymore, he asked, "What does this have to do with Mr. Tian?"

Xu Qingnan cried for a long time, finally calmed down, and said slowly: "The Heavenly Punisher is warlike, but the Saint is merciful. We never kill innocent people indiscriminately. If the weak are bullied, we must seek justice for them. It’s just that Tian Xing Zhe listened to the slander of a few villains and did some wrong things. We actually mentioned it to the Holy One secretly, but the man said something to the Holy One, which actually caused a dispute between the Holy Zun and the Tian Xing Zhe. Afterwards, the holy stone was sealed, and the saint passed away."

"Is it a bit far-fetched to... blame Mr. on his head?" Yu Wanggui hesitated.

Xu Qingnan shook his head and said: "No, the saint had returned to the sea of ​​suffering before his death, and he also reunited with the sky punisher. He asked us that day, if the holy stone is broken, and everyone has no spiritual power, can we still return?" I am willing to keep going. I don’t care if I have spiritual power or not, I don’t care if I’m strong enough, the sea of ​​life and death is my home, even if the spirit stone is broken, it’s a big deal to cultivate slowly by myself, I believe that the sea of ​​life and death will always return to the right way.”

Yu Wanggui thought to himself: Brother Xu's thoughts are probably few.

"The saint was very pleased at that time." Xu Qingnan choked up, "The saint is kind-hearted and compassionate, and he cares about helping the world, but he is not a stubborn person. It must be the man who provoked dissension and caused the saint to have suspicions against Tian Xingzhe. There is no room for redemption in the bitter sea of ​​life and death. The holy stone is too powerful, and the saint must be afraid that someone will use it for evil, so he...sacrificed himself to seal the holy stone."

In fact, for Xu Qingnan, he may not know that that person is just a man, and the sea of ​​life and death has long been terminally ill. However, for a veteran like him, the respect and reverence for the Heavenly Punisher and the Saint have long been engraved in his bone marrow, let alone the saint after his death. , Tianxing Zhe collapsed, and although everyone in the sea of ​​life and death was not kind to the outside world, they were all brothers in the same robe at home. He couldn't bear to blame him, so he pushed all the blame on Shang Shijing.

Yu Wanggui half-understood, recalled the few meetings Mr. Tian had with him, pondered for a while, and thought: "Although he is mysterious and not a good person, he is not a bad person either. Maybe there is something in him. There might be a misunderstanding." It's just that Xu Qingnan is full of hatred now, so he can't be stupid enough to speak for Shang Shijing, so he only said a few words of comfort.

Xu Qingnan wiped away her tears, and her expression became firm: "Brother Gui, you and I met each other, which is also considered fate. Since I found an enemy today, I don't ask you to force me. I want to set off to find Tian Xun Zhe. When I ran into this person Talking with the saint, the saint told me not to tell others. Now that the saint has passed away, I see this person again. It must be the guidance of the saint. "

Yu Wanggui remembered that Shang Shijing gave this stone to him at that time, and heard what he said about his life experience, and thought to himself: Could it be that the saint in the sea of ​​life and death and the punishment of heaven are connected with my relatives?

If Mr. Tian planned to destroy the bitter sea of ​​life and death, could it be that he just wanted to get this pair of holy stones.

So what is the origin of this pair of holy stones.

Yu Wanggui's mind was full of confusion, after thinking about it, he still didn't tell that the yin and anode stone was a gift from Shang Shijing.

The author has something to say: Shang: How many enemies does Shangshijing have?

Shang: On how small the world of Shang Shijing is, how can anyone bump into it?

Yu: On... what does it matter to me?