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    The picture scroll was lit up again, it was a rainy morning, Huai Zui was sitting in the meditation room, twirling the Xingyue Bodhi beads in his hands, and muttering Buddhist scriptures in his mouth.  Suddenly there was a halo flashing at the door, he didn't turn his head, just let out a wooden fish, and sighed: "Are you awake?"

    Mo Ran turned his head and saw Chu Wanning standing outside the door, his handsome figure seemed to melt into the thin sky.

    "Master, why did you still save me?"

    "In Wusai Temple, no blood can be seen."

    ""

    "Since you have proved yourself, I also understand what you mean, you go down the mountain by yourself, and from now on, don't come back again."

    Chu Wanning didn't go to pick up any luggage. He looked at the familiar figure in the incense candle and said for a while, "Master."

    Master.

    What then?  Let it go?  Thank you so much

    The gauze on the chest was still stained with blood, the knife was removed, but the heart was still throbbing.

    Nearly fifteen years of trust, in the end, all he got was Guigui saying "I want your spiritual core." That's all. For fifteen years, he always thought that Guigui was the most benevolent and kind, and he would worry about plants and trees and pity ants.  He always thought that the whole world was as safe and stable as Lin'an City and Shangxiu Realm.

    But it was all fake, and it was a crime to deceive him.

    This is a kalpa that is tens of millions of times more painful than the shattering of the spiritual core.

    Chu Wanning closed his eyes, and finally, he said to him: "Just leave it hereMaster."

    He left his tenderness, trust, and innocence in this solemn monastery, which were given to him by guilt, and were later taken away along with the broken spiritual core and gushing blood.

    He turned and walked away.

    "I know he will hate me, even if I just follow him down the mountain, he will never get over this hurdle in his heart." Huai Zui said softly, "I let him go, and from now on he will be left in the impression of being unkind, unrighteous,  Selfish and ruthless image, he didn't recognize me anymore, and I don't have the face to call myself his master anymore."

    "At that time, not long after his birthday, he was fifteen years old. Fifteen years of duckweed, spring, summer, autumn and winter, joys, sorrows and joys, from that day on, never look back."

    Gui Gui was sweeping the steps in the courtyard, the leaves turned from green to yellow, and finally there was no more life on the branches, and it was snowing again in the late winter of the year.

    The monk was wrapped in a thick robe, standing under the eaves, squinting at the snow on the ground.

    His face is still young, but his eyes reveal an old-fashioned look. Like all old people, he likes to be in a daze. As long as he sits for a while, he will unconsciously fall into a shallow sleep.

    "I'm very old, two hundred years old, the things of my youth have slowly faded in my mind, but I can remember more and more clearly those years when Wan Ning was by my side.  Is this how I feel But what kind of elder am I? I'm just a butcher without courage."

    Huai Zui said: "The yin energy in my body is getting weaker and thinner, and there is probably no hope in this life for atonement. I don't want to go anywhere again. I can't retreat in Wubei Temple all day long.  Take the best-looking one last time, take it to the ghost world, and entrust it to Chu Xun as usual."

    "I've never been a broad-minded person, so there are only a few things I can do in the end. If there are too many things, I won't be able to do it well. When I encounter choices, I don't know right or wrong. I plan to live like this for the rest of my life. Until one day  ¡ª¡ªIn my yard, a person suddenly came."

    It was late at night, and there was a hasty knock on the door.

    Huai Zui got up and opened the door, and was suddenly stunned.

    "¡­¡­It's you?!"

    Mo Ran followed behind, and immediately saw the person's face clearly.

    It's Chu Wanning.

    Chu Wanning looked very anxious and his face was very bad. The strangest thing was that he was only wearing a thin summer shirt in the cold winter months.

    Mo Ran's first reaction was that he gave his coat to the refugee who was about to freeze to death, but then he realized that it was not the case. Chu Wanning was dressed very well, and he entered the bedroom with the permission of guilt, with a look like  The cornered beast, without saying a word, gave Huai Gui a magic furnace.

    ?Words of guilt were stuck in his throat, and finally he only asked: "You what's wrong?"

    "My mana can't support it for too long, so I can't explain it to the master one by one." Chu Wanning spoke in a hurry, "This incense burner is very important, I really don't know who to give it to, there are too many unknowns in this world, I  I don't know what 'he' will become next, and I don't know who will survive and protect this secret, so I can only come to bother you."

    "what are you talking about? You are sick?Happiness and sorrow, both intersect at this moment¡ª¡ª

    The childish child is smiling: "You are one, I am one, what blooms in the water? The lotus blooms in the water."

    The teenagers are arguing: "If you don't know how to save others, how can you save yourself. This immortal, it doesn't matter if you don't cultivate."

    At the end, the phoenix eyes closed and said, "Let's just say goodbyeMaster."

    All these Zhenzhen recklessly alternately overlapped, like a revolving lantern flashing, when the light was the brightest, Mo Ran's back appeared in front of Mo Ran's eyes, crouching in front of the case table, and carved the last stroke for Shenmu.

    The evening bell rang.

    "I'll call you, Chu Wanning."

    The sound of the wooden fish fell, the flood surged, and the ink burned up and down in this frenzied memory, and then it was suddenly pushed out of the memory scroll, and fell on the gravel in front of the Dragon Blood Mountain cave.

    The passage of time inside and outside the scroll is different, and it is dusk in the world at this moment, the sky and the earth are full of red clouds, and the sunset is peaceful.  Mo Ran was lying down, as if returning to that night many years ago, he was guilty and dripped blood on the wood, and there was a child named Chu Wanning in the world.

    He was lying on the ground, his eyes out of focus.

    "Master Wan Ning"

    He finally knew why Chu Wanning was such a strong person, why he fell in his arms and cried bitterly at that time, he finally knew.

    It's just that the price of knowing is too high, like a thousand cuts.

    Is it all his fault?

    It was the fault of the emperor who stepped on the fairy in the previous life. Chu Wanning has tried his best to prevent him from messing up the world in his two lifetimes.

    Chu Wanning's spiritual core has been dug out.

    The elder brother benefactor who saved his life in front of Wubei Temple.

    It's not a person it's a spirit of the Shenmu

    Every blow is like falling bricks and stones, just one piece of truth can make people's bones shattered, bloody and bloody, not to mention so many pieces piled up in one place.

    For a moment, Mo Ran felt that he was lying on the ground, his bones seemed to be broken, and he could no longer do anything.

    It's all messed up.

    He turned his eyes and saw Chu Wanning, who was sitting on the side with his eyes closed, suddenly remorse gathered into bones, love gathered into flesh, and pain became blood.  The desire to protect this person made him struggle from extreme embarrassment and confusion, and get out of the mud.

    He slowly stood up and walked to Chu Wanning.

    Chu WanNing opened his eyes and looked at him.

    Of the two, neither of them spoke first.

    In the end, Mo Ran leaned over and hugged him: "Master, it doesn't matter if you are a tree or a person, as long as you want me" He held back, but still choked up, "I have always"

    How is everything?

    Stand by his side?

    He is not worthy.

    So he finally said with low self-esteem and pain: "I will always stand in front of you."

    I can't accompany you, I'm not worthy of you, I'm so humble and dirty, ruining the world, but you are pure and white.

    I can't stand by your side anymore, Wan Ning.

    Let me stand in front of you and block the blood and sharp knives for you.

    Until the day of death.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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