A few days ago, when he had not left Guoqing Temple, Ying Qi had invited Chenghuang to come out and inquire, and Chenghuang only said that although the nearly 1,000 monks of Guoqing Temple were dead, their souls did not enter the underworld.

When the black and white impermanence came to hook the soul, this place was already empty, and it must have wandered in the world and become a wandering spirit.

But she knew that things were not so simple, and she could probably guess where their souls had gone.

I don't know that there is a pool of cold water in front of the mountain, and the water balls condensed by Maki Qi in the ruins of Guoqing Temple came from here.

She used the water of the cold stream to cover up the breath on her body, and then took the personal things she stole from Ying Qi to create the breath on her body, so that she could transform into the appearance of Ying Qi, and even Xuan Jing couldn't distinguish it.

When this method was still in the second life, Shuli inadvertently mentioned it to Xuan, but later she forgot about it, but she didn't expect to be curled up.

However, when Liu Zishi talked to her about another role of the cold water stream, she did not disclose it to Huan Xuan.

But Ju Qi asked the little demon to reveal the news to another person, believing that soon, that person would come over.

Just get together, and the grievances of the past will be counted together!

She set up a barrier near the cold stream, and anyone who came would surely touch it.

After waiting for half a month, one of the visitors she expected came slowly.

In her memory, he was still the same as he was a few months ago, but in his eyes, he hadn't seen her for ten years.

"Xuanjing, long time no see." Maki Qi smiled slightly.

Xuan Jing quietly looked at the woman in a red dress in front of her, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes were like stars, and her gestures were full of charm, she was still so young, but he was already old.

It's been ten years.

There was a somewhat complicated look in his eyes, and his right hand was tightly rubbing the string of Buddhist beads, only he knew that the left hand hidden under the sleeve of the monk's robe trembled uncontrollably.

"Shuli, I've been looking for you for ten years." It hasn't stopped for ten years, and only occasionally stops when it's really difficult.

He couldn't tell why he was looking for her, at the beginning, he was full of hatred for her, she clearly said that she liked him, but why could he turn his face and slaughter him, at first, he hated her, hated her duplicity, but later?

Later, when he had been looking for her for five years, he realized that his hatred for her had long been exhausted in this long search.

A trace of fear gradually rose in his heart, he was afraid, what was he afraid of, he was afraid that he would never see her again in his life.

And now, she was standing in front of him, with his familiar smile on her face, and whispered softly, making him go back to the old days when he and her were in Guoqing Temple.

It was the best memory of my life, but he and she could never go back.

"Are you here to seek revenge on me?"

The light of the seven eyes fell on him calmly, and the corners of his lips were a casual smile.

Xuanjing didn't speak, just stood there quietly, the breeze blew by, bringing up the hem of his blue-gray clothes, his eyes were as calm as water, but his fingertips pinched the Buddha beads.

Seeing that he was silent for a long time, Mu Qi couldn't help but sigh lightly: "I know." ”

"So you don't believe me, do you?" For some reason, she knew the answer to this question, but she couldn't help but ask.

Xuan Jing's heart seemed to be pierced with a needle, his throat rolled, and he said after a while: "Shuli, the karma on your body is too heavy......

She forcibly endured the astringency in her heart and smiled: "My life is still useful, and I can't give it to you yet." ”

As soon as she said this, Xuanjing's pupils suddenly contracted, his thin lips pursed, and he said slowly after a while: "Shuli, I have thought about it, I can't fulfill you in this life, but after that, I can cross your reincarnation and reincarnate, and I will find you in the next life." ”

When Ying Qi heard his words, he couldn't help but chuckle, and his eyes were sour.

Did he say that he still wanted to kill her to avenge the Manmen of the Qing Temple in his country, but would he want to be with her in the next life?

"Xuanjing, me and the Buddha, which is more important?"

It's a Buddha, he still has a paranoid temperament in his bones, but he is dedicated to the Buddha's Vinaya.

Ju Qi turned his face and refused to look at him again, and said softly: "Forget it, you don't have to answer, I don't want to know." ”

"I'm sorry." His voice reached her ears, and she felt nothing more than a loud slap in the face.

She burst out laughing, and the laughter pierced through the depths of the forest, shaking away the jackdaws perched on the treetops: "I'm sorry? Xuanjing, you have never been sorry for me, it was my mistake. ”

Her laughter was like a blunt knife, slashing at his heart, and her lips and teeth were full of bitterness.

The barrier set up by Ying Qi outside the ten miles has been touched, and she gradually calmed down her good mood, and turned to Xuan Jing and said: "You and my grievances, and wait until I and Wan Anling have finished settling them." ”

"Okay." His voice was faint.

After saying this, he turned his eyes and refused to look at him again.

Seeing that she refused to look at him again, Xuan Jing couldn't help pursing her thin lips.

The jackdaws on the treetops fluttered their wings and screamed, the forest was dense, and the slightest sunlight could not penetrate it, and the thick yin qi could make mortals feel cramps.

After a while, he saw a figure in the distance, and when he looked at it, it was Wan Anling who was dragging the unconscious Qin Yi to fly.

Wan Anling arrived in front of the cold water stream, his eyes looked at Ying Qi for a moment, then looked at Xuan Jing, and then covered his lips and chuckled: "Yo, the old lover has met!" ”

Ying Qi glanced at Qin Yi, who was thrown to the ground by her, and said lightly: "I've been waiting for you for a long time." ”

Wan Anling frowned slightly, thought about it before and after, and suddenly understood: "That news was passed on by you?" ”

Ying Qi was noncommittal, stepped forward to help Qin Yi, and then slowly injected a spiritual power into his eyebrows, Qin Yi woke up leisurely, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the woman in front of him who made him think about it.

"Shuli?" He stood up with the ache all over his body and looked at her with a burning smile.

The glow of his fiery eyes made Xuanjing's heart uncomfortable for a while, and his hand hidden under the wide cuffs clenched into a fist.

Di Qi smiled at Qin Yi, Qin Yi noticed the surrounding environment, he glanced at Xuan Jing who was looking at him coldly, and his heart suddenly chuckled, almost subconsciously protecting Ying Qi behind him.

"Shuli, where is this? How did I end up here? He remembered that he was making a mark, but suddenly his eyes went dark, and when he woke up again, he saw her.

Ying Qi sighed lightly and said, "This is under the mountain, you were brought by Wan Anling." ”

"I don't know the mountain......" Qin Yi muttered in a low voice repeating these three words, when he was in the hall, he had heard her and Wan Anling talk about the mountain, the legendary ghost mountain where resentful spirits gathered, why did Wan Anling bring him here?

"Fox demon, I'm not asking you to catch up with this Zi Weixing!" Wan Anling saw that no one was paying attention to him, and scolded him coldly.

Ying Qi's eyes lit up, glanced at her lightly, and said lazily: "Don't worry, there is still someone who hasn't arrived, when she comes, we have grievances and grievances, and all the accounts will be settled together!" ”