give me a chance to be a good person

The land of the undead is connected to the endless abyss, spreading the territory of more than ten tribes, the territory is extremely vast, around the endless abyss as the center, and there are many undead people spreading around. The dense miasma, so entering the endless abyss is not an easy task.

Apart from the obstacles of miasma and undead people, Wu Lang's inability to know the way and Shang Shijing's complete ignorance of the way are also the first big problems.

Cultivating immortality does not mean omniscience and omnipotence. Otherwise, saints everywhere would look at me, I would look at you, laughing wildly, knowing each other's own ghosts, and the world would be in chaos.Meng Zhangjun, who was about to become half of a native of the Southern Banners, was obliged to do so, and he immediately wrote ink - he didn't use pen and paper often, and he didn't have the corresponding Four Treasures of the Study in his house, so he finally drew on the mud floor with a branch The general appearance of the map below.

What a majestic picture of chickens pecking rice with magnificent mountains and rivers.

Shang Shijing didn't think he was a road idiot, and he had seen a lot of road signs and maps, but he didn't understand what Meng Zhangjun was drawing. Or if you try to be brave, you may be in danger of your life, so you tell Meng Zhangjun very sincerely: "I don't understand."

Meng Zhangjun looked a little unhappy. He was quite proud of his painting skills. When he was about to ask what he didn't understand, he heard Shang Shijing ask again: "Did you draw some kind of beast?"

The aggrieved Meng Zhangjun felt that his painting skills had been insulted, so he left the branch in anger and left in a panic.

Wu Lang smiled, stretched out his hand to touch the ground, and said in a warm voice: "Meng Zhang always draws pictures like this, I know the rough map in my heart, if I ask anything at that time, sir can just answer, and he can guide the two of us. "

"Emotions, you are away from home, and you have learned how to touch an elephant like a blind man, which is much better than you before." Meng Zhangjun who was hiding behind the tree rolled his eyes, "Why don't you just keep like this for the rest of your life? When you recover, maybe you will become annoying and ignorant again."

Shang Shijing couldn't help but glared at Meng Zhangjun when he heard the words. The other person spoke lightly. Naturally, this stare didn't have much deterrent effect. In Meng Zhangjun's eyes, it wasn't even a provocation. Stretch your paws.But this wild cat has someone who intends to raise him, so the meaning is different.

Meng Zhangjun looked meaningfully at the smiling Wu Lang, and couldn't help but look at Shang Shijing, and suddenly felt that this matter was not as difficult as Wu Lang thought.It's just that since the two of them had laughed at his painting skills just now, he decided not to say anything, and let the two of them have their troubles.

The reason is destined, what should come will always come, what should be missed will be missed in the end.

Meng Zhangjun was also looking forward to whether it was this little monk who couldn't see the slightest bit of outstandingness in any way, entangled the lunatic's neck, or let the lunatic tear him apart and eat him.

Either way, he finds it interesting.

Although Meng Zhangjun seemed unreliable, since Wu Lang dared to guarantee it, Shang Shijing felt more or less at ease, at least one of them could be trusted.

Meng Zhangjun still had a lot of things to do, and he left before the two set off, probably because of the friendship they had worked with before, and his unexpected trust in Wu Lang, as if this man was deprived of his eyes, and he was still fighting. Invincible.

Wu Lang is the son of Tianzun, and Meng Zhangjun is the disciple adopted by Tianzun. The two know each other from a few years old to hundreds of years old. Even though their life paths are different, their brotherhood remains the same.Meng Zhangjun's nature is relatively casual, and when talking with Wu Lang, he occasionally doesn't care much about Shang Shijing's thoughts, interspersed with some old stories in his words, after all, they haven't seen each other for a long time, and they don't have any communication experience other than that Now, because of Tianzun, they are more or less guarded against each other. Apart from the past, there is really nothing to talk about.

But this is very different to Shang Shijing. Those things that happened to Wu Lang when he was a child, adolescence or even adolescence have nothing to do with him, just like two transparent boxes, no matter how close they are, they will always be there. Cannot interfere with each other, because there is an invisible wall blocking it.And judging the joy and sorrow that Wu Lang had obtained through the words and phrases of others, it's like looking at flowers in a fog, hazy and unclear.

Separating from Meng Zhangjun is a good thing for Shang Shijing. The fate of people is long and short, fast and slow. There is also a stalk in modern literature. People who have lost are always more or less jealous of the memories they never had.

Even if I don't even get the future now.

Not long after Meng Zhangjun left, the two of them also set off together. The Immortal Land is a secret to people outside the Nanman, but to the Nanman it is a forbidden place that cannot be trespassed. The new king of the Nanman did not send heavy troops to guard it. , although it can't hurt people, but its breath is full of poisonous mist and miasma. It is a natural guard. If someone breaks in rashly, he will only become one of the undead in the end. No wonder he has no fear.

The two traveled day and night, but Wu Lang took care of Shang Shijing's poor health, so he excused that he needed to rest halfway, and stopped to rest. Shang Shijing was not stupid, and it was obvious who Wu Lang was making excuses for, so he couldn't help but think to himself Ashamed, he had just entered the fairyland, and his cultivation base was not good. Nan Jixue said that he was Wu Lang's eyes. In fact, after so long, Wu Lang has been doing well without any major incidents, and he has become a burden instead.

When the bonfire was lit at night, Shang Shijing was sitting by the fire, and Wu Lang put his coat on him. The light from the fire made his cold face look gloomy, and half of it was shrouded in darkness. He suddenly said, "You Is this the case with everyone?"

"Huh?" Wu Lang didn't quite understand.

"So caring and considerate." Shang Shijing's voice was cold at night, like a hook that could pierce through the flesh and blood of a person, and dig into the heart. He pulled his coat, showing no sadness or joy, but it reminded Wu Lang of Nan Ji Snow's words come.

Then Shang Shijing said again: "If it's not, then don't do it again; if it is, don't do it to me again."

The fourth sister was right when she said it.

he does not like……

Wu Lang was at a loss for a moment. He watched Shang Shijing stand up, put the coat back on himself, and held the corner of the coat in a daze. The other party paused, as if he wanted to say something. But in the end nothing was said.So Wu Lang had no choice but to lower his head and watch Shang Shijing go back to fiddle with the bonfire. As the night deepened, Shang Shijing leaned on the firewood he had picked up and turned his back to Wu Lang. .”

The voice sounded a little lost.

Shang Shijing blinked, but didn't respond, and pretended to be asleep. He felt like his intestines were tied with hundreds of knots, and he felt pain when he breathed.

Human malice, greed, and stupidity are incalculable.

He once rejoiced that Wu Lang was a central air conditioner, but now he didn't want him to be a central air conditioner. The kindness and thoughtfulness that makes people dream about is actually the same for everyone. Too much self-indulgence.He didn't have a very good friendship with Wu Lang, and the other party treated him no differently as he treated Shang Shijing, he should be thankful, but human feelings are so easy to satisfy.

During the few days when he was sick, Wu Lang sat on his bedside to rest and chat, almost giving Shang Shijing the illusion that this would last forever, but he knew very well that this would eventually come to naught, people would move forward, and There is an end to the road.

He wanted more, more different Wu Lang.

It doesn't matter if it's dangerous or scary, or even if it's indifferent to yourself...

In this way, maybe the feelings in my heart will be broken.

It's superficial to say, but Shang Shijing really likes Wu Lang's face. At first it was only his face, but later he was gradually attracted by his character and conversation, and gradually became curious about other things. When he wanted to know this person , means falling in love.How difficult it is for people to fall in love, and how easy it is, but not everyone is a cowherd and Dong Yong, who has such a good chance and luck to catch up with a fairy.

Shang Shijing thought so clearly, but he still couldn't get out of this knot.

He fell in love with Wu Lang.

I can't tell whether what is surging in my heart is infinite joy or the despair of knowing the ending early.

It's weird, when you don't know anything about a person and he's basically a mystery, falling in love with each other because of the conversation and appearance you've spent with each other for days, in novels this feeling is called a superficial infatuation, and it usually ends up being He would be defeated by the feeling of soul attraction, he could feel Wu Lang's attraction, but he was sure that the other party probably couldn't feel him.

In the blind man's world, everyone's appearance is treated equally. They are all pitch black, like a picture scroll sprayed by an octopus. Even if Wu Lang touched his face, it doesn't mean that Shang Shijing has any competitiveness in appearance. After all, when it comes to looks, the woman has Nan Jixue, and the man has Zhan Zhixi. Either of them can beat Shang Shijing by hundreds of streets.

As for personality, Shang Shijing thought that if he were Wu Lang, he probably wouldn't be so stupid as to leave Qiao Niang, who was like a caring little padded jacket, indifferent, and instead cared about a boring and cold passerby.

Heaven said: There is not much difference between a lunatic and a fool.

It's a pity that Shang Shijing couldn't hear him. He was resting on his arm, burdened with a fate that he didn't know about the future, and he was worrying about impossible love, which made him feel a little funny when he thought about it.But thinking about life is too complicated. On the other hand, in order to save his own life, he has to shoulder the responsibility of saving the world. This man has to be stopped from destroying the world.

Even Tianzun suffered a disadvantage, how can anyone stop Shang Shijing.

Shang Shijing murmured dissatisfiedly in his heart, and suddenly couldn't help but sighed in his heart when he thought of Wu Lang who was behind him who didn't know if he had fallen asleep.

Have.

No matter how hard Shang Shijing tried, it was impossible for Wu Lang to like him anymore.

For a moment, Shang Shijing actually felt that he and Shang Shijing felt a little sympathetic, and then the chill dispelled his thoughts, after all, Shang Shijing deserved it.

What's more, if love can occupy one-tenth of Shang Shijing's life, then it would be enough to occupy one-thousandth of Shang Shijing's heart.

Wu Lang didn't need to wrong himself for being with that kind of scum.

Probably there is a reason why God pressed him into Shang Shijing's body like a can. He should work harder, but Shang Shijing tried too hard.

…………

Hua Wuqi died.

This result was already expected by Shang Shijing. He gave Zhang Xiao enough time and made sure that Wu Lang would never appear again. Zhan Zhi appeased his anger and walked away.What he needed was Nan Jixue's humiliation, not death. It was too easy for her to die. The three days of chatting in Chunyun Mountain were enough for Shang Shijing to completely sweep her out of this world.

People's cognition is always different. Some people think that chastity is more important than life and death, but they turn their heads and scold all the people who forced the woman who lost her virginity to death; Such a hurdle in my heart.

This is especially true for men. They pity, mourn, and regret that this woman has been insulted and endured atrocities. However, the word atrocities has always been associated with dignity.

Nan Jixue is not the kind of woman who will indulge in hurt, she values ​​life and death far more than other things, and will immediately retaliate when she recovers; but Zhang Xiao is different, he will indulge in the injuries and injuries suffered by the fourth sister. In pain, whether he wanted to or not, he would always care about Nan Jixue's experience.

Such a him would definitely drag Nan Jixue down.

Human sympathy and pity are not a weapon at hand.

Whether it is gentle care or insulting and cursing, it is nothing more than repeatedly tearing and exposing the victim's scars, but the former looks more dignified, while the latter is criticized by thousands of people.

only……

There are always surprises.

At the beginning, the layout of Nan Jixue was too hasty, because Shang Shijing accidentally discovered Ying Buye's admiration for his fourth sister, so he had to change it temporarily.Wu Lang's temporary return is even more unexpected. Shang Shijing doesn't know much about his old affairs with Tianzun, but he can figure out the pattern. There will always be a period of time when Wu Lang can't be contacted. According to the routine, he shouldn't appear .

It's almost like the sky is against me.

Fortunately, Hua Wuqi was dead after all, and Zhang Xiao also knew what happened to Nan Jixue.

Shang Shijing looked at the heavy snow outside the window calmly, he didn't care what punishment Hua Wuqi would get for his death, but Buye's affection for Nan Jixue was enough for him to protect himself.

Today's wind is not too strong, Shang Shijing watched the soft veil fluttering along the wind and snow, the carved windows swayed slightly, and the figure of Zao Mengsheng could be clearly seen in the corridor, the former first general of Nanban It was as if there was only a handful of bones left, and he was escorted to a place where he should not have gone.

As the culprit, Shang Shijing's untimely emotion is inevitably a bit ridiculous.

Zaomengsheng is not suitable for the court, but more suitable for the battlefield. No matter how hard the king of the Nanman wants to keep this eagle, it will eventually soar into the sky, or it will seek its own death.

Now Zao Mengsheng has been tortured to the brink of death, freedom or death, it all depends on that person's mind.

Looking at the five keys of Changshengtian, Shang Shijing slowly grasped the golden spar floating in his palm.

Nanman hides gold and stone, Tubo hides earth essence, but the whereabouts of the remaining fire, wood and water are unknown.

He has too little time, otherwise he would not be so anxious to start. The phantom of longevity that he has been chasing for decades finally has a reality. Even Shang Shijing is so calm and calm, he still can't help but feel joy.In fact, there are many ways to live forever, including the blood sacrifice in the Nether Ghost Prison, and continue to live in a half-human, half-soul situation. Shang Shijing doesn't care much about this, but there is a better way, so why bother.

In addition to Changsheng, Shang Shijing also wanted to know what happened to Changshengtian back then.

There are so many doubts in the world that can be solved, people in the world are mediocre, many want to know the truth, but few are willing to pay the price for it.

Shang Shijing closed his eyes, he sat by the window, the wind and snow blew across his neck, the ice and snow clung together, it was astonishingly cold, his dark world was dyed with bright red blood, and those souls who died directly or indirectly in his hands cried Howled and wailed, clamoring for his death.Even when he was alive, he had nothing to do with him, but after death he still tried to intimidate him. Shang Shijing always thought that the revenge of evil spirits was ridiculous and nonsense, and the venerable master always liked to play this trick.

However, he was often troubled by this and couldn't sleep well.

Probably the unfinished bit of conscience has not died yet.

From the moment he realized the Tao, Shang Shijing didn't care much about conscience. His hands were soaked in blood, and the people who killed him could be piled up into mountains of corpses and seas of blood. It wasn't until the moment he met Wu Lang that he felt how much he had With some popularity.It is ridiculous to regard a person as salvation. Wu Lang was once a pure land in Shang Shijing's heart. He was unwilling, unable, or even unable to lay hands on this person until he realized that Wu Lang was not anyone's salvation.

Even Wu Lang himself had already fallen into the abyss.

How can people's hearts be so simple, how can the world be black and white, the world clearly understands this truth, but they always stubbornly force the good people to live forever and be good, and the wicked people to live forever and be bad, it seems to be hypocritical for a long time, Nan Ji Xue never believed that Shang Shijing really liked Wu Lang.

This is certainly not a bad thing, but it is not a good thing either.

He just, suddenly thought of Wu Lang.

Shang Shijing put the letter from Meng Zhangjun on top of the flames and watched as the paper was completely burned.

The author has something to say: the number of words this month will be unstable, but it must be more than 3000 anyway.

Next, the plot will be sped up a bit. Some readers asked if it has just started, emmmmmmmmm is actually already in the middle stage.

Both the relationship and the next chapter of the plot have advanced by leaps and bounds.

By the way, it's not that Tianjing can't see it, it's because he doesn't know that his eldest brother knows the truth, and he doesn't know his true face, so he thinks that his eldest brother is just a central air conditioner.