The scroll lit up again. It was a drizzling morning with rain. He sat in the meditation room with sin, twisting the star-moon Bodhi beads in his hand, muttering Buddhist scriptures. Suddenly, a halo flashed at the door. He did not look back, but just dropped a wooden fish and sighed, "Awaken?"

Mo Ran turned around and saw Chu Wanning standing outside the door. His handsome figure seemed to be about to melt into the thin sky light.

"Why did Master save me?"

"Wubei Temple, I can't see blood."

“…”

"Since you have proved yourself, I understand what you mean. You can go down the mountain by yourself. Don't come back from now on."

Chu Wanning did not go to get any luggage. He looked at the familiar back in the incense and candle Buddha's voice and said for a while: "Master."

Master.

Then what do you say? Just leave me? Thank you for your kindness?

The gauze on the chest was still bleeding, the knife was pulled away, but the heart was still thrusting.

The last fifteen years of trust was the last sentence of guilty words, "I want your spiritual core." This is fine. For fifteen years, he has always thought that guilty is the most kind and kind, and will worry about plants and trees, and pity the ants. He has always thought that the whole world is as peaceful and stable as Lin'an City and the upper world.

But that was all fake, and he was deceived by guilt.

This is a disaster that is tens of millions of times more painful than the shattering of the spirit core.

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

He left his tenderness, trust, and innocence in this solemn temple. What sin once gave him, and later he was taken away with the broken spirit core and the rushing blood.

He turned around and walked far away.

"I know he will hate me. Even if I follow him down the mountain and walk down the road, the obstacle in his heart will never be overcome." Huaijue said softly, "I let him go, and from then on, I have fallen into his impression of being an unkind, unrighteous, selfish and affectionate image. He no longer recognizes me, and I have no face to regard myself as his master."

"At that time, his birth date had just passed, and he was fifteen years old. The 15-year-old relationship with duckweed, spring, summer, autumn and winter, joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, never looked back from that day."

The guilty was sweeping the steps in the courtyard, the leaves turned from green to yellow, and finally there was no trace of vitality on the branches, and it was another year of late winter snow.

The monk was wrapped in a thick monk's robe and stood under the eaves, squinting his eyes at the snow on the ground.

His face was still young, but his eyes were full of oldness. Like all the ordinary people who were old, he liked to be dazed. As long as he sat wither for a while, he would unconsciously fall asleep.

"I'm very old, two hundred years old, and things that happened when I was a teenager were slowly fading in my mind, but I remember more and more clearly the years that Wan Ning was by my side. Sometimes I wonder if the elders' concern for their offspring is like this... But what elders can I be considered? I am just a butcher without courage."

Huichou said: "The yin energy on my body is getting thinner and thinner. I probably have no hope for atonement for my sins. I don't want to go anywhere. I stayed in Wubei Temple all day long. I only folded the best one when the crabapple flowers bloom and took it to the ghost world. As usual, I asked someone to hand it over to Chu Xun."

"I have never been a broad-minded person, so the things I can do are only a little bit in the end. If I have too many, I can't do it well. If I meet a choice, I don't know whether it's right or wrong. I plan to do this. Until one day, someone suddenly came to my yard."

It was late at night, and the door of the house was knocked in a hurry.

He stood up and opened the door with guilt, and was stunned.

“…It’s you?!”

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

It's Chu Wanning.

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

Mo Ran's first reaction was that he gave his coat to a refugee who was about to freeze to death, but then he realized that it was not. Chu Wanning was dressed in a very straightforward manner. With the permission of his guilty concealment, he entered the bedroom, with his expression as if he was forced to the point of being trapped. Without saying a word, he handed it over to a magic spell incinerator for his guilty concealment.

He was so guilty that he was blocked in his throat, and finally he asked only one sentence: "What's wrong with you?"

"I can't support my magic power for too long, so I can't explain it to the master one by one." Chu Wanning spoke very quickly, "This incense burner is crucial. I really don't know who to hand it over. There are too many unknowns in this world. I don't know what 'he' will become next, nor do I know who will survive and protect this secret, so I can only disturb you."

"…What are you talking about? Are you sick?"

Zhuijue didn't react, but Mo Ran, who was standing next to him, had a buzzing head and his eyes were suddenly dark! He suddenly realized something was wrong with "Chu Wanning".

Ear piercings!!

Chu Wanning had an ear pierced ear on his left ear and wore a small scarlet earring, like a small cinnabar.

It was just a very small detail, but Mo Ranru was killed by thunder and could no longer speak.

This is not Chu Wanning at all...or, this is not Chu Wanning in this world!

He... He came from his previous life, from the era of the Emperor of the Immortal, otherwise he would never have had this mark. Mo Ran clearly remembered that this earring was made of his own spiritual blood coagulation. Attached to the love spell would make Chu Wanning more sensitive to his touch and invasion.

It's absolutely impossible to be wrong!!

He could even clearly recall how he was full of intimacy at that time, and made this nail needle. When he was distracted, he licked Chu Wanning fiercely and sucked his left ear vigorously. While feeling the trembling release of the person beneath him, he took advantage of Chu Wanning's spasms and trembling, and stabbed his earlobe with the needle without saying a word.

Chu Wanning was groaning, frowned and grabbed the bedding, but could not get rid of the man who was lying on him.

"Does it hurt?"

He licked the blood from the tip of his ears, and a flash of light in his eyes.

"Is it painful or irritating?"

The ear needle is pierced into it, breaking the soft flesh and blood, as if conquering the person to another degree. It is always painful to stab the foreign object into the flesh and blood, no matter what it pierces into what it is.

Seeing Chu Wanning whimpering in pain, Mo Ran felt more and more excited. He stroked Chu Wanning's chin and turned it over to kiss him in a hot and wet manner, while gasping:

"Just wearing earrings, why are you shaking?"

He asked knowingly, and used force on his hand to push the needle into the earlobe roughly, without any mercy, fierce and rough.

"Look, it pierced you." He stroked the earrings that Chu Wanning had put on and said silence, "Punched in."

“…”

"It's in your flesh and blood, and you're mine from now on."

——Chu Wanning from his previous life came to this world.

This perception made Mo Ran tremble. His scalp was numb and his eyes were blurred. He felt that he couldn't even breathe. He looked at everything in front of him. What was going on?

He tried hard to concentrate and listen to the conversation between Chu Wanning and Sui Sui, but the stimulation was too great, and he had no way to come back to his senses immediately. He only vaguely knew what Chu Wanning said to Sui Sui, and from time to time floated into the broken words "Time, Space, Life and Death Gate", "Destruction Forbidden Technique", and "Unable to Stop".

He saw that he suddenly collapsed on the chair with a pale face and his eyes tightened.

"How do you prove that what you said is true?"

"...it can't prove it." Finally, Mo Ran heard Chu Wanning say this, "I can only ask the master to believe me."

"...This is ridiculous. You said you came from another world through the gate of life and death. In that world, there is a person called "Tai..."

"Treading to the Immortal Lord."

"There is a trampling immortal king who is destroying the world and almost subverting the entire world of cultivation. You discovered his secret, so you tried your best to open the door of life and death and come to this world? In order to rewrite everything?"

"It's not a rewrite, it's a stop. If this continues, they will sooner or later master the magic spell of the Gate of Life and Death, and it will not be the end of our world." Chu Wanning paused, his eyes reflected in hazy candlelight, "No one can escape."

"It's so ridiculous." Huichou murmured, "How is it possible... this is simply... nonsense..."

Chu Wanning was looking at the water leak in front of the door of Hunjue from time to time. He was pinching Shichen, and his eyes gradually became anxious: "Even if the master doesn't believe it at this moment, he will understand it in the future. Before this, please seal this incense burner in the cave of Longxue Mountain. I set up the most critical mantra in the incense burner to evaporate slowly inside, and the master doesn't have to worry about it. The only thing to do is..."

He raised his head to death, almost looking at a madman with a dreamy look, looking at Chu Wanning.

"The only thing to do is not to let anyone approach the Dragon Blood Mountain Cave. Until the master believed what I said, he found a way to bring the 'me' of this world and the man named Mo Ran to Dragon Blood Mountain - what happened later and the mantras in the incense burner have been arranged, so there is no need to worry."

He was weakly waving his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but suddenly a shrill whistle came from outside the window.

This whistle sound is exactly the same as the sound made by the Immortal Lord when he disappeared.

When Chu Wanning heard the movement, his face became paler. He stared at his sinful eyes almost anxiously: "Please, no one in this world can help me except you, and there is no one else to entrust."

Hearing the word "entrusted" and being guilty, he was stunned.

In his pupils, there seemed to be the turbidity and vicissitudes of an old man.

Finally, he took the incense burner and nodded slightly.

The whistle became even sharper. Chu Wanning looked back at the night outside the window, and then said to the suicidal suicidal: "Master, please guard the Dragon Blood Mountain Cave. Also, if there is a trance of the Immortal Lord in the world, or... As I said, there is a certain crack in the sky, things will inevitably change - at that time, the master should be sure that what I said today is definitely not false."

The whistle was shrill and almost tore through the eardrums.

Chu Wanning turned around and ran into the night, and finally had time to look at Yusui deeply. He originally wanted to be a master-disciple polite, but he stopped halfway through his hand. He closed his eyes and bowed a long time to leave.

At that moment, the courage that came from the guilty state suddenly stood up and shouted to Chu Wanning: "You... do you know what I have done? Didn't I in that world do the same thing to you?...You won't believe me anymore!"

Chu Wanning just shook her head, her face blurred in the night.

"Master..." His figure became farther and farther away, "I don't have time anymore... Please think of a solution..."

"No matter what method you use, this matter is too important. Please persuade me to listen to you and let me come to Longxue Mountain with him."

He finally disappeared.

The night is dull and the stars are permeated with water.

He chased out of the yard with guilt and saw a heavy swaying past in the distance, and Chu Wanning was gone, but the incense burner in his hand was still there, full of spiritual power, and he held it firmly in his palm, proving that all this was not a dream he had.

The scene in front of Mo Ran swayed violently, and the scenes I saw before were like avalanches scattered, with broken bricks and tiles, and all kinds of them.

"He said that no matter what method he used, but what can I do?" Huaijue sighed, "He no longer trusts me and avoids me. Besides, I have some reservations in my heart and dare not be sure whether all this is a conspiracy."

"It was not until Caidie Tianli and Wan Ning passed away that I made up my mind after resurrecting him and compiled books with him."

"I have considered that letter for a few years. Because I don't know how powerful the person behind the scenes are, I dare not tell the truth clearly in the letter. I really have no other excuse to find him. Besides, his magic power is strong, and he also has the important position of Elder Yuheng, the top of life and death. It is impossible for me to force him to take him away. In the end, I think it is probably inconvenient for his spirit core to be completely repaired in recent years. So I asked him to see him on Longxue Mountain on this ground."

"But I lied to him for fourteen years. So no matter how earnest I spoke, he still didn't want to believe me..."
To be continued...