Si Ying hurriedly lay down next to the hole in the ground and looked inside, dozens of young women were curled up in the dark cave, crying, and there were more than a dozen small novices squatting on the side.

Si Ying shouted loudly: "Don't be afraid, I'm the head catcher from Nanfu, who of you has seen a woman named Feng Tilting?" ”

There were two women in the cave hugging each other and trembling in the corner, and one of the women raised her head when she heard the sound and said in a trembling voice: "You mean Sister Feng?" ”

Si Ying Xinxi immediately nodded and said, "Have you seen her?" ”

"I, I don't know, I've seen ...... before" Liu Er remembered the experience of this day, and couldn't help but feel sad.

"Liu'er, Liu'er!"

Ying Niang ran out of the room when she heard the sound, saw the hole next to the Bodhi tree that fell to the ground, knelt on the ground and looked inside, and saw the two women huddled together, and suddenly felt that the sky had fallen half and couldn't help crying.

Both women raised their heads, Yingniang beat her chest, and then wailed: "Yan'er, Liu'er, my hard-working daughter! ”

Si Ying withdrew from the guest room, and searched carefully in the temple several times, almost to the temple to a bottom, but did not find any trace of Feng Tingxin, he snuggled in despair at the door of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, looking at the Guanyin Bodhisattva sitting on the lotus platform, his eyes were slightly red, and he beat himself hatefully.

"Pour your heart, pour your heart, are you going......"

"I know where she is?"

Si Ying was shocked when he heard this, looked up, and saw that a young novice of a small grade suddenly appeared at the door.

"Who are you? Have you seen her? ”

Shen Si nodded to him and said, "I have seen her before, he was with Senior Brother Jingyi at the time, and then when the ritual was carried out, the abbot drove us back to the guest room. When the accident happened, she must have been with Senior Brother Jingyi. ”

"Shizuchi?" Si Ying frowned and remembered the corpses of the monks in the monastery he had just seen, and hurriedly took his hand and said, "You come with me." ”

Si Ying took him to the place where the servants guarded the corpse, and there were dozens of people lying in rows, all covered with white cloths.

The body trembled in contemplation, and he lowered his head with his palms together and sighed softly: "Amitabha." ”

"Little donor, do you want to see if there is a corpse called Jingyi here?"

Pensive nodded, walked over, lifted the corner of the white cloth and identified them one by one, and finally, he stopped at a corpse.

Si Ying immediately walked up, lifted all the white cloth on the corpse, and a foul smell came to his nose, Si Ying squatted down to check the corpse, at this time he was not afraid, it seemed that he only cared about the safety of Feng's heart, and forgot to be afraid, he frowned, and said, "No, you are sure that you have only seen this person?" ”

"Of course." Shen Si covered his nose and said, "In the afternoon, Senior Brother Jingyi was still talking with Master Feng in the pavilion in the backyard, and later when Master Fu Liu wanted to assassinate Lord Feng, Jing Yi blocked the knife for her. ”

Si Ying's brows became deeper and deeper, this person's corpse spots were obvious, his body was already showing signs of decay, and he had been dead for at least ten days.

He reached out and lifted the monk's robe from Shizuichi's chest, only to see that his chest was flat and smooth, without a trace of scarring.

"W-what's going on?" Pondering was shocked.

Si Ying stood up and snorted coldly: "It's very simple, the Jingyi you saw is fake. ”

"Fake?" Thinking about the Jingyi he saw in the afternoon, it was obviously the same face, but it would be another person, and he couldn't help but be afraid: "Then he, who is he?" ”

Si Ying thought about it, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a low voice: "He is the murderer." ”

"Murderer?" Shen Si looked at the corpses all over the ground, and remembered that the temple was full of blood, and he couldn't help but palpitate.

Si Ying looked at the sky gradually brightening up and sighed: "It's him......"

——

Feng felt that she was leaning against a warm embrace, so warm that she couldn't help but be intoxicated and drowsy, and didn't want to open her eyes.

In the dilapidated mountain temple, the wind was exposed everywhere, forgetting to take off his outer robe, wearing only underwear, spreading the monk's robe on the ground, and sitting on the ground with Feng Qian in his arms, but he couldn't bear to let go of her.

Forget Chen looked down at the woman in his arms, in such a cold morning, it was like a dream.

The scene reminded him of the ruined house at the end of the world, when there was a cold wind everywhere, and he remembered that her arms were warm.

Forget Chen couldn't help but tighten her arms, looking down at her slightly pale skin dyed with a faint flush, but there was an indescribable charm and touching.

"Fall in love with ......"

He called her name softly, only to feel a slight fluctuation in his heart, and a warm feeling spread across every inch of his body, making every nerve in his body touch in an instant, rejoicing, and in a trance, giving him the illusion of being desolate.

Forget the dust felt that he was bewitched by her.

He has no heart, Lingxin once said this, Chen Zixi also said this, and even he himself thought so.

It's just that now that she is in his arms, he is reluctant to let go, this is not him.

The clothes in the early summer were light, and the heat of her skin seemed to be able to pass through the clothes and spread to him, making him can't help but want to get closer to her......

Forget Chen couldn't help it again, sighed and leaned over to kiss her on the lips.

Feng Tingxin felt the strangeness on her lips in her sleep, twisted her body uneasily, her eyelashes trembled, and she seemed to be waking up slowly.

Forget Chen was suddenly afraid, he couldn't face her with such a look, he stretched out his finger and pointed at her sleeping hole, and Feng fell asleep again.

Forget Chen breathed a sigh of relief, Chen Zixi walked from outside the door, looked at the men and women hugging each other, and smiled lightly: "Childe, you really think about it." ”

Forget Chen's body trembled, and the bottom of his eyes was entangled for a moment, but it was only for a moment.

He hooked his lips and smiled, gently placing her on the robe, smoothing out her scattered green silk little by little.

"She has always been a part of my plan, and she has always been."

Chen Zixi listened to his words and looked at the sleeping Feng Qianxin, shook his head and said, "I said it, you will regret it, and now I still say that." ”

Forget Chen's eyes have been falling on her body, and she can't move away for a long time.

Regret?

He never regretted it.

From the first time she saw him, the infatuation in her eyes was destined for her to live for him all her life, and it was part of his plan.

It's just that this time, he calculated himself too, just to force her.

"I will never regret it in my life, even if she dies."

Chen Zixi was stunned, looked at his side face, and muttered, "You are so ruthless......"

"Ruthless?" Forget the dust and smiled, and his body seemed to be covered with layers of silver light, and his face was particularly indifferent.

"This is the last time I count her. I hope that this warmth with her in Hualong Temple, this sweetness will make her ruthless, so ...... I'm getting better, too. ”

Forget Chen hooked her lips and smiled, took out a letter from her arms, put it in her palm, and slowly stood up.

The sun on the horizon is broken gold, the long window of the mountain temple is open, the golden morning light crosses his body as if a god and Buddha are in the world, indifferent and cold, he looks down at the woman on the ground, and he has collected the sternness and evil spirit of the past, and his nose and thin lips are warm and pleasant.

Chen Zixi suddenly wanted to know the ending, and it would be interesting to know the final ending between her and him.

"When the dust settles on life and death, if you want to get what you want, everyone will give something on this path, and there is no pity or regret. I will willingly accept her soul, and I will accompany her in the years to come,...... If you love her, you should make amends. Forget Chen said lightly, as if he was talking to her, and it seemed to be talking to himself.

"But one day, all the truth will be revealed, and at that time, have you ever wondered how she should deal with herself?" Chen Zixi didn't plan to let him go, he was aggressive.

Forget Chen suddenly turned around, raised his legs and left, without a trace of nostalgia. For a long time, the wind slowly sent him fluttering words, but fortunately, Chen Zixi's ears were amazing.

“…… Then don't let her know. ”

Chen Zixi stood with her hands in the morning light, looked at Feng Qianxin, who was still sleeping on the ground, and muttered: "Where in this world will there be an impermeable wall, I'm afraid that one day, she will definitely not survive." ”

——

When Si Ying found her, she was holding a gray monk's robe in her hand, with a letter at her feet, curled up in the corner, looking at the monk's robe in her hand with a blurred eye, with intense sadness and despair.

Si Ying couldn't help but have a sour nose, and his heart hurt so much that he couldn't help crying as a three-foot man.

He still feels sorry for her, even if everyone in this world abandons her, he will still feel sorry for her, but she doesn't know it.

"Fall in love with ......"

Feng leaned into her body and was stunned, slowly raised her head, looked at the man in front of her, tears couldn't help but flow out, Si Ying walked to her side and squatted down, holding her in his arms.

Feng Qianxin couldn't help crying, clutching his clothes tightly, and crying: "Why, why, why did he force me like this, what did I do wrong, I just fell in love with him, I just fell in love with someone, why did he treat me like this?" ”

"Pour your heart, you give up on him, he is not your lover?"

Her heart sank suddenly, and then an unprecedented despair surged up. I felt that all the hot tears in this life came up in unison, and my whole body trembled uncontrollably, and my voice only kept rolling in my throat, but I couldn't say anything.

"Pour your heart, forget the dust and kill all the people in the monastery, you can see his face clearly, his ruthlessness is not what a monk should have at all, from beginning to end, he only came for immortality."

She slowly lowered her hands, and at that moment, Feng Qianxin suddenly felt that all the great sorrows in this world were nothing more than that.

Si Ying picked up the letter paper on the ground and slowly opened it, revealing a timeless handwriting.

Feng poured tears down his heart, and saw a quiet line written on it:

"Pour your heart, see the words like faces, I know your heart, I am willing to exchange my heart for your heart, half a month later, on Qingcheng Mountain, take the blood of the heart to burn its lamp, and live forever."