One turned over, and Chu Shishu jumped into the formation. The circle seemed to feel the intrusion of outsiders and glowed with blue light, as if it wanted to drink back from the people.

Chu Shishu didn't care, the sword was thrown to the side, it seemed that there was no movement, and he walked towards it, as soon as he landed, the light of the magic circle instantly drilled into Chu Shishu's clothes along his feet and neck, and all the way up, and the blue light wrapped around Chu Shishu's neck from under the skin.

Chu Shishu was taken aback, he didn't expect this formation to be so weird. She just walked in and took a step, and before any dark guns and cold arrows came out, she was going to enter your blood and strangle you!

Chu Shishu immediately adjusted the cultivation in his body to suppress the blue light. As soon as the adjustable past cultivator touched the blue light, there was nothing left of it. Chu Shishu was even more panicked. This means that she has no choice but to wait for death! Could it be that she was going to die in this little-known broken cave with her fate?

Chu Shishu didn't dare to be careless, and transferred more cultivation to suppress it, but it still didn't have the slightest effect, and there was nothing left of that cultivation that was swallowed by the blue light, and he strangled Chu Shishu's neck even harder with pride.

Chu Shishu stretched out his hand and grabbed his neck, scratching his heart and lungs to expel this weird thing, but there was no way. Seeing that the blue light was getting tighter and tighter, her throat began to breathe, her green muscles burst out, her eyes stared out, Chu Shishu felt suffocated, she struggled to grab the sword next to her, and slashed it between her neck, and blood suddenly spurted out. Chu Shishu gritted his teeth, quickly probed his hand from the wound, and pulled out the blue light at once. The blue light was without blood to feed, and he died after struggling on Chu Shishu's hand for less than two strokes.

Chu Shishu covered the wound on his neck. Frantically, he took out a few pills from his chest and swallowed them, and picked up the handkerchief on his body and covered them hard. She lay on the ground weakly, looking hazyly at the child who had stopped crying not far away, and chuckled helplessly. "I almost saved you from dying here for you!"

The baby grabbed his fingers and sucked.

"You're still pretending to be innocent?" Chu Shishu muttered, still a little aggrieved. In a daze, she fell asleep. But after a while, she suddenly came to her senses, and the thrill of the rest of her life wet her back. I was almost dying, and I was messing around with a little child, and I really lost my mind and lost my mind. Chu Shishu, who came to his senses, wiped the wound on his neck, and with some strength, he tore off his clothes and bandaged them briefly. Fortunately, Bai Lingning gave a few elixirs before leaving, otherwise he would really die here without face.

With both hands, he took the child out of the cave with him in his arms. After carefully identifying with the farmer for a long time, the farmer shook his head and said that he had never heard of anyone in his village who had lost his child, and he might be able to ask one by one to find clues.

Chu Shishu was helpless, walked into the village and really asked one by one, shook his head, or shook his head. I asked who had recently given birth to a child, no, or no. Chu Shishu had a terrible headache, and even the wound on his neck was painful.

After a round of questioning, the child said that it was not from this village. Chu Shishu stood outside the village in the afterglow of the sunset, almost bursting into tears. Looking at the sleeping baby in her arms without tears, Chu Shishu had an urge to throw her away, but she didn't do it, because this child was Chu Shishu in exchange for her life, if she lost this child, she would be distressed like Chu Shishu lost a life!

Maybe I should go to the nearby village and ask.

In the days when Chu Shishu was fighting alone, Wuchen also experienced a lot, from a happy prodigal son to a respected master, because of his outstanding ability and handsome appearance, he was trusted and loved by everyone. Mingzheng Temple was born out of thin air to become the Jishi Temple, Wuchen has since lived the days of going down the mountain to preach Zen, although the itinerary is busy, the doppelganger lacks skills, but he always thinks of the master in the temple on that day when he dreams back at midnight. "Don't you regret it?"

He couldn't give an answer for the future, so he could only answer with a gentle smile that didn't matter. "From love to worry, from love to fear, if you are separated from your lover, there is no fear. I've got it all figured out. "When the hand is directed, the hair falls off. Breaking off love is the common choice between him and Chu Shishu.

Do you regret it? Do you regret it? He asked himself, probably if he regretted it. can save so many people, can save the precarious Mingzheng Temple, a little love is nothing.

On the fifth day after he shaved his head and re-entered the Buddha's door, the master immortal passed away. He became the presiding officer of Meishoji Temple, and the responsibility of leading them fell to him. He tried his best to appease his disciples and disciples, and tried his best to brighten the reputation of Mingzheng Temple, and buried in piles of books day and night to understand Buddhism, and finally practiced this unhappy and sad, treasure-like appearance.

He left everything in his life behind, so he had an epiphany very quickly. He soon became a propagandist of Buddhism.

At night, after a dust-free freshening up, lie down in bed and meditate. A black shadow quickly jumped into the dustless room, and a black cat stood next to dustless and licked its palms lazily.

"You still dare to come? I should know that I am no longer the young child I used to be, and I should be able to compete with you now. You're not afraid I'll kill you? Wuchen closed his eyes and said emotionlessly.

"Hmph. I'm scared too. It's just that I don't understand why you know Chu Shishu's unspeakable secrets, and you still have to run to be a monk. Don't you want to marry her? The cat gave a disdainful glance and replied in a resentful tone.

Wuchen chuckled. "Then you are by no means telling me these things without a purpose. And why should I do what you think? ”

Fan Ye was speechless and asked after a moment of silence. "And do you want your past life memories anymore?"

"Don't." The answer was very simple.

Fan Yeqi's teeth itched, she wanted to tell Wuchen the truth, so that she could be with Chu Shishu without hesitation, and then she took the opportunity to provoke, drugged this stupid boy to eat, and then she came to add fuel to the fire, why worry that Chu Shishu couldn't kill Wuchen for the third time, but this idea suddenly changed and was interrupted, how can this make Fan Ye not angry?

Fan Ye simply broke the jar and sneered. "Hmph, you said you don't want it if you don't want it?" In an instant, he turned into a human form and attacked Wuchen, Wuchen had already prepared, got up from the bed with his palm, and faced Fan Ye's tricks, and soon, two figures in a small room were fighting rapidly, separating, and the air flow driving made the candles flicker and darken, and Fan Ye's tricks were fatal, but what Wuchen learned was the purest Buddhism, and the most was the way to defeat evil demons, and he dodged Fan Ye's moves again and again, so they were on par with each other for a long time.

I don't know if it's because Fan Ye's old injuries haven't healed, or because the Dharma is boundless and the dustless mana is profound, and finally Wuchen choked Fan Ye's neck.

"Fan Ye, you lost." Wuchen said calmly.

Fan Ye chuckled. A sly smile is on display. "Not necessarily!" With that, Fan Ye quickly raised his right hand, and something like a drop of water was quickly sent into Wuchen's head.

In an instant, memories came flooding back, Song Sheng, Gao Junyi's life fragments flocked to him, and the pain in his body was not good, as if the pain of every life was superimposed on his body.

He saw Chu Shishu who was at a loss, saw the weak Chu Shishu who was still black-haired, saw the blood-stained dagger in her hand, saw the fear in her eyes, and the pain on her body, the feeling of getting colder and colder, and the unbelievable thoughts. He felt Song Sheng's anger and Gao Junyi's remorse. The pains of the dust-free mind and body as if they had been torn apart. Chu Shishu, who he wanted to take care of, had to be her own one who endured the pain alone. Because of anger, because of regret, because of despair, Wuchen pinched Fan Ye's hand harder and harder, and the green tendons burst out in his hand, if he didn't happen to recall the coldness of his abdomen, I'm afraid Fan Ye would really break his hand.

Taking advantage of the painful clutching of Wuchen's hands, Fan Ye hurriedly fled. The clarity in Wuchen's heart has long been stirred into a muddy piece by these memories, he hates Fan Ye, if it weren't for her, Chu Shishu and himself could still live a happy life, if it wasn't for her, how could he be killed twice by Chu Shishu and become Chu Shishu's eternal pain. If it weren't for Fan Ye setting traps again and again, how could Chu Shishu lose all his tenderness!

Anger made Wuchen lose his mind, he wanted to tear everything in front of him, he split the bed, he flipped the table, he kicked the door, he screamed in pain, clutched his painful heart and knelt weakly on the cold floor. It turned out that he and Chu Shishu used to be so affectionate, it turned out that he had married Chu Shishu twice, and it turned out that Chu Shishu became what he is now because of his selfishness. But he can't go back to the beginning. If he is not a dustless master who is famous all over the world, can he repay Chu Shishu willfully?

Do you regret it? Maybe it's a little bit now.

Wuchen, who came to his senses, looked back at the house that had been violently assaulted by himself, but he didn't deal with the debris on the ground at all, and the curtains hung down, just standing in the messy room and couldn't come back to his senses in confusion. The eyes are as gentle as water, and the delicate and lovely Chu Shishu overlaps little by little with Chu Shishu, who is now as cold as frost and is about to leave. He finally knew why Chu Shishu was such a character, but unfortunately, he understood it too late.

The next day, the disciples who came to clean the room were shocked when they saw the mess in the room. Whisper asking. "Master, did anyone come in and kill you last night?"

Wuchen stretched out his hand, tiredly placed his hand on the little monk's head and touched it. "No, don't think about it, it's just that I went too far in practice last night, so I unintentionally damaged these things. You'll just have to sort it out. ”

The little monk nodded. Started to change the furniture. Wuchen withdrew his hand, paced to the main gate of the temple with his sleeve in his sleeve, and saw a beautiful figure catching up from a distance, the figure seemed familiar, and immediately made his eyes wet.