Does quiet mean peaceful?

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But now that the evil thoughts of the demon sacrifice have been removed, Yiyang City should be like this, at least in Han Xian's heart, although his face is pale as paper, but the soft smile on his face is indeed telling the world about the joy of his body and mind, even if this joy does not mean health, but at least I am strong.

Han Xian was laughing, and he was watching it stupidly!

Who is this soft smiling face for, and who is the idiot for?

The Zen monk on the ground who was almost frozen and gray couldn't see Han Xian's smile, his past was so bitter, and he still couldn't extricate himself from his bitterness.

But one thing is for sure, Han Xian's smile is not for him, and it can't be for him to watch.

This smile is also for the past, for those beautiful past events, he is one step closer to her, he is not indebted to her, is it really, really as Han Xian thought, Yu Qin Murong is one step closer;

Again, is it close?

Far!

Almost as far away as Wanzhong Mountain, Han Xian was in the ruins of Yiyang at this moment, and now Qin Murong really didn't know where he was, or returned to Chanye Temple safely, or returned to Dadu Yingcheng safely.

She must be safe and sound.

Again, don't you owe it?

Ask?

Did Han Xian owe her, he didn't kill a single grass or tree in Yiyang City, except for leaving a few traces in the Qin Mu clan, Han Xian never killed Qin Mu a chicken or a dog, and asked where this debt came from?

From the two loving hearts, but also from the mouth of Yakozi.

What Han Xian wanted to make up for was not the debt, but the trauma in Qin Mu Rongruo's heart, as a person who missed her wholeheartedly, every trace and point of her pain was carved into the bones of love.

Today, with unremitting efforts, I have finally done it.

Han Xian smiled and asked, "Rong Ruo, have you seen it?"

If Qin Murong couldn't see it, let alone Han Xian's dedication to her, they would definitely meet again, because she said it in person when she left.

'I'm going to kill you with my own hands!'

Han Xian's life belongs to her.

It's a pity that Rong Ruo can't see the scene of Yiyang, but Han Xian's eyes that are flashing with joy will definitely remember every change in Yiyang's new life at this moment.

Although this is still a ruin of gray and black dirt, this forgotten world has finally been remembered by heaven and earth.

Although the light of the sun has not yet pierced the layers of black fog to reach this new world, it is indeed struggling to find a trace of green in the withering of the ground.

How thick this cold earth is.

This withered land is filthy.

But the grass with its strong and tenacious greenery did break through the heaviness of the earth, and it squeezed away the dusty filth with its own delicateness.

Ten thousand blacks from the new green that is not stained with a spot, how beautiful.

It poked its head out timidly, carefully and carefully examining the strange and familiar world.

Is all this strange?

No, in a previous life, I came by myself.

But there is still a strangeness, this strangeness is not that the city of Yiyang has turned into ruins, even if it turns to ashes, Xiaocao can also deeply remember the essence of the soil of the birth and adoptive parents.

The strangeness of the grass is entirely because of Han Xian, because in this place of Yiyang, he had never seen it in his previous life.

When we met in this life, we really didn't have time to fall in love, so I thought it was a hurried parting, but this grass really fell in love with Han Xian, and Han Xian also felt it.

They looked at each other and stared at each other, and their hearts were spoken.

But in love, it is indeed impossible to grasp.

The greenness of the grass is not strong, a little bit of withering, a little bit of turning into ash, the wind is blowing, the wind of Yiyang is still so cold, rolling up the withering of the grass.

"Hey~~. ”

Xi sighed, it still left, but Han Xian was indeed willing to believe that the reason why the grass was so anxious to wither was to go back and call those companions who once belonged to Yiyang and tell them the good news.

'Yiyang was reborn. ’

Han Xian thought too much, that green grass really turned into fly ashes, and its fly ash was proving that it was dead.

The ash of the grass was swept by the wind and fluttered at will, I don't know if it was the naughtiness of the wind, or the nostalgia of the grass, this plaster actually floated in front of him for a while, and lingered around Han Xian after a while.

The wind did not stop, but the ash of the grass stopped.

It was in front of Han Xian and in front of him that he stopped.

"Hehe~~. ”

I couldn't help but have a soft smile on Han Xian's face that sighed for the green grass turning to ashes, this smile was sighing, the grass and trees were already affectionate.

"Hehe~~. ”

Laughed, laughed, cold, cold.

Heaven and earth are so quiet.

People are so frightened.

Who is laughing, Han first asked himself if he had ever laughed?

"No, absolutely not" Han Xian firmly believed that he was sure, but he was even more convinced that his ears did not deceive him, and this laughter really appeared.

"Could it be ~~. ”

Han Xian's face was suddenly happy, and his eyes hurriedly looked at a Zen monk, but what he saw was still a layer of unchanged civil engineering sluggishness, and a flower in front of his eyes was abrupt, and he was shocked.

The head was raised, and the pale face was written as white as paper.

"What is that?" Han Xian asked in surprise, confusion, and fear?

Q: What is that?

Is Han Xian not familiar with it, it should be too familiar, because just now, he also proved them with his whole body and one heart, arrogant and naïve, jealous and greedy, infatuated with others, hungry ghosts, and hell, at this moment, Han Xian stood numbly under the six-fold gate.

Small, small, still small.

Where do they come from, are they self-derivative, or are they self-derivative?

It must not belong to itself, and they do not derive themselves.

"Hey, hey~. ”

It laughed again, and the six doors reflected each other, and the laughter came and went, and the astonished doubts dissolved little by little, and the immeasurable bodhicitta of great compassion in its heart had found familiarity from this sneer.

What is Immortality?

That demon sacrifice is the real immortal and immortal, and he sealed him with the six gates, but the heaven and earth are so demonic, it actually evolved the six gates in front of him.

"Haha, Han Xian, you didn't expect it, I'm back again!"

This roar, the devil's pride.

This roar is powerless.

The reason why Yiyang's green grass turned to ashes before it fell in love is because it found fear, and it found out from the corruption in the ground that the demon who once turned Yiyang into hell has returned.

"He's back, he's back. ”

Han Xian gritted his teeth and shouted, is it really immortal and not scattered, I don't want to believe it, but the truth is ruthless and ruthless in front of people.

He really came back, this time it was not the Buddha appearance, Confucian form, emperor posture, and Dao body, but he stood naked in front of Han Xian.

Before a wisp of clothing, does the Demon Sacrifice want to prove his perfection with nakedness?

He is really perfect, he has gone through a period in the six gates, he is already perfect and outrageous, he is level, unsullied, self-desplicing, self-sinking, angry, sacrificing himself, he is also a collection of immaculate, dust-free, pure, quiet, kind, fearless and one, this red strip of him should be perfect.

With the perfection of form and temperament, he has created the first good in the world, he has no shortcomings, no arrogance, no jealousy, no greed, no infatuation, the hungry ghost has no other form, hell has no other body, he is the first perfection between heaven and earth.

Why hasn't he dispersed yet?

Of course he couldn't have dispersed.

His demon sacrifice is the body of all the high virtues and good thoughts, more noble than all the Buddhas, he has no shortcomings, how can the sixfold gate of the mantra be trapped in the heart.

"Han Xian, you can't kill me, heaven and earth are shackled, and I can't get out of this Yiyang City, why bother to force each other in things that must have no ending, how about taking a step back, from now on, you and I have nothing to do with the end of the world. "The demon sacrifice is still afraid, dying once is a heart-rending pain, I really don't want to bear it.

'Really?'

Can't you really kill him?

Han Xian didn't believe it, in order to narrow the distance between him and Rong Ruo, this demon himself must be removed, and in order to erase the wounds in Rong Ruo's heart, this demon himself must also be removed.

Six doors, six doors.

People should be crazy, Han Xian was crazy and crazy, and shouted in his heart: 'Since you can't get rid of him by closing the six gates, then I will rebel against the six doors and open the evil path.' ’

"No, you can't!"

Whose roar, this is the roar in Han Xian's heart, the 'demon knife' has already spied Han Xian's madness, in his opinion, doesn't this mean that he is looking for death.

But Han Xian didn't hear this sound, or pretended not to hear it.

"Ah~~. ”

In the roar and madness, now the low door is low, the sky is not heavenly, the first line is not heavenly, the half fan is interesting, the life is empty, the hungry ghost is now, and the hell is now.

Han Xian stood under the door and roared wildly.

Han Xian was not the only one who roared, the red demon sacrifice was frightened by Han Xian's madness, but he was not afraid of his mouth, and roared: "Is it useful?"

Useful?

Useless?

God knows!

I, Han Xian, are here to confirm my knowledge.

"Whew~~. ”

Wind trembling.

"Hehe~~~. ”

Laugh, laugh, laugh, creepy laughter, what is the reverse of the six doors, close this is shun, open when it is reverse, the demon sacrifice is you a high virtue and good thoughts, I will use filth and pickling to dye your virtue and your resentment.

"Hahaha~~. ”

The indulgence of insolence magnified, the arrogance of the dwarf is raised, they come out of the dog hole like dogs, jealousy is squeezed out of the line, greed is magnified in the half-fan, and the infatuation is stronger in the void, the hungry ghost pushes open the indestructible door of the hundred zhang, hell is upside down, good cannot enter, good cannot come out, but evil does come and go freely.

Han Xian's embodiment is their starting point and their end, and the immeasurable bodhicitta of great compassion is shattered under Han Xian's own choice.

"Hey, hey. ”

The sneering Han Xian has already achieved the first evil in the world, in the sneer, the hands are raised, as if they are trying their best to push the space, their bodies are calm and still, and their hands are stretched forward.

"Hey~~. ”

is sneering, sneering, but this laughter does not come from Han Xian's mouth, but from the hands that are struggling forward, in which the black shadow flashes.

It's so familiar, Han is familiar with them before them.

It's so familiar, and the demon sacrifice is more familiar to them.