The witch escaped from Gao Xiang's body and soared into the sky. For the latest free chapters of this book, please visit wèn.

Guan Wen hurriedly caught up, one after the other, like a meteor catching the moon.

The witch's body instantly became upright to the sky, suddenly as small as a mustard seed, sometimes turning into flowers, birds, fish and insects, sometimes painting Qingfeng ancient trees, complex changes, endlessly, but never escaped Guan Wen's pursuit. At this moment, Guan Wen only had the word "kill" written in blood in his heart.

In the middle of nowhere, the witch actually broke through the valley flat ground constructed by the Red Flame Venerable with the six-character Great Ming Mantra, and entered the black hole under the cliff for the second time.

Guan Wen did not hesitate to chase into it, reaching the circular pond in the deepest part of the black hole. Now he understands that the human race has destroyed the witch's own power, but it can't break her bones, so he has the opportunity to break out of the black hole with Gao Xiang's body and Tang Jue's soul.

The witch stood on the crystal platform, her skirt hanging low, and there was no longer the arrogance of killing people and drinking blood.

"Spare my life, please, I really don't dare to kill anymore. If you wish, I willingly be your maid and do any menial work for you. I am ashamed of those who have died, give me the opportunity, I will chant and turn the sutras every day, and surpass their souls and enter the cycle of reincarnation. Please, I know it's wrong, I really know it's wrong......" Her long hair hung down into the water, and her shadow was reflected on the water, lonely, like the last withered lotus in the dead of winter.

Guan Wen stood still, thirty steps apart, looking at her from a distance.

"I know that many Buddhist texts say that demons can also be converted, and they can put down their butcher knives and become Buddhas on the ground. You see, I don't have a knife in my hand at all, I just kill people to protect myself. You must understand that sometimes in order to survive, we have to do something against our will. I also dreamed of marrying a good man, giving birth to a lot of white and fat dolls, teaching my husband and children at home, and living my life safely and worry-free. I swear, I really thought about it that way, but no one gave me a chance. This time, if you are willing to raise your hand and give me a chance, I will definitely be able to do a good job, and I will not let you down......"

She frowned, pursed the corners of her mouth slightly, and spoke softly.

If what she said was true, if she could keep the oaths she made, then she would no longer be a witch, but a woman from a good family in the world.

In this world, there will always be a lack of good women who are gentle and frugal. A good woman is like a sweet spring in the desert, rare and precious, and when she catches it, she can turn a desolate and dead desert into an oasis full of business.

Guan Wen's heart suddenly softened, like ice soaked in warm water. However, there was another voice in his heart that sounded soberly: "Eliminate the demons, remove the demons, remove the demons, and ...... the demons."

It was precisely because of the urging of this voice that he held his big knife high and stepped on the path step by step.

"Please, please, I know I'm wrong, I really know I'm wrong, give me a chance...... I know your heart is so kind, can't you give me a small chance? You see, I am so despicable, I kneel down and beg you-" The witch really knelt down on Guan Wen's knees, prostrate on the ground, and did not dare to get up.

Her clothes had been torn from the chase earlier, and most of her body was already naked. Such a beautiful body, even if you only look at the reflection in the water, is enough to dazzle the men in the world.

Guan Wen stopped, the killing intent in his chest had already dispersed, and he was really willing to give the witch a chance to change her ways. He was a man, and if he had fought in front of two armies, he might not have shown mercy. Now, he couldn't bear to ask him to kill the weeping woman with his own hands.

"Alright, let's end here." He put the big knife on the ground, "As long as you change your ways, I won't kill them all." ”

He let go of his hand, and the broadsword fell into the water, the blade grazing the witch's shadow.

In an instant, the witch who was kneeling and just looking up suddenly broke her neck, her head fell to the ground, and she dragged her messy long hair to Guan Wen's feet.

"Thank you." These were her last words.

In the winter of Barkhor Street in Lhasa, it is cold to the bone marrow, and few people walk.

Guan Wen had just finished painting a thangka, clamped it with a clip, and hung it on a string to dry. Winter temperatures are so low that it takes at least a week for the paintings to dry completely naturally.

This thangka shop was given to him by Lebai Wangjie, who has closed his art center and officially converted to Tashilhunpo Monastery, where he recites and practices all day long.

Lebai Wangjie once said that money and lust are not the life he wants. If you practice sincerely, you will feel calm and have endless fun. Nowadays, there are more and more people like him in Tibet, even if they have not taken refuge, they all sincerely worship the Buddha, chant sutras every day, and maintain a humble and peaceful state of mind.

"Hey, how long has it been since Baoling left?" Gu Qingcheng, who was sitting in a rocking chair in front of the window, raised his head and closed the book in his hand.

"As of today, exactly one year and one month." Guan Wen replied.

Regarding the relationship between Baoling and Baolizhu, it is simply like this-

Baolu, the ancestor of Baoli Pearl, belonged to the Baoji clan of the Great Qing Zheng Yellow Banner, and once followed Fukang Anxi on the Western Expedition as a military Chinese officer, and when he arrived at the Broken Head Cliff of Niseri Mountain, he picked up the white copper key left by Princess Chaoge and left it for future generations. Poly Zo had "demon removal and knowledge in her mind", so she came to Tashilhunpo Monastery and got acquainted with the painter Bing Qiuhan. She asked Bing Qiuhan to draw the "Zhizang" in the depths of her thoughts, and the two of them fell in love with each other, and the pearl fetus was secretly knotted, and the one conceived in the belly of Baolizhu was Baoling, that is, the reincarnated soul of Princess Chaoge. It was precisely because of Bao Ling's existence that Bao Lizhu felt the murderous intention of the witch in the underground of Niseri Mountain, and returned to Hong Kong without saying goodbye.

The beauty of Poly Franc is seen by everyone, and the half of the beautiful face painted by Caidan Dajie is also her appearance.

Bing Qiuhan gave up his practice and chased him to Hong Kong. In order not to disturb him, Poly Pop deliberately closed the door. After giving birth to Bao Ling, Bao Lizu died of an incurable disease, and Bing Qiu Han was disheartened and sent Bao Ling to an orphanage. Later, he did not return, but wandered around, and died in Jinan, Shandong.

After the First World War, Bao Ling said goodbye to Guan Wen and Gu Tingcheng, returned to Hong Kong, and vowed to guard the tomb of Po Lizhu for ten years to repay her mother's kindness.

"I just saw the eighty-seventh chapter of this book-" Gu Tingcheng patted the book gently, "The title of the chapter is 'Yang Jianzhi beheaded the four demons, and the white ape was captured Taijitu'. It suddenly occurred to me that you drew a mandala to eliminate demons in the black hole of Niseri Mountain that day, which is similar to Yang Jian's use of Taiji Diagram to build a fantasy world and capture the Meishan Monkey Demon. Could it be that the writings of the novelists of the Ming and Qing dynasties are inextricably linked with real history?"

What she read was the book "Romance of the Gods" written by Xu Zhonglin in the Ming Dynasty. This is an ancient Chinese novel of gods and demons, written in the Longqing and Wanli periods, and its prototype can be traced back to the Southern Song Dynasty's "Wuwang Van Xuan Vernacular Text", which may also refer to "The Romance of the Shang and Zhou Dynasties" and "Kunlun Eight Immortals Journey to the East".

Guan Wen smiled but did not answer, because he had a deeper understanding of this book, and he often thought of this book when he received the repeated teachings of Master Shu, Caidan Dajie, and Master Sancher. His real-life experiences in various reincarnations are quite consistent with many plots in the book.

In fact, it's not just this book, he has carefully read the four famous Chinese novels countless times after the catastrophe, and he deeply thinks that the four books "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", "Journey to the West", "Water Margin", and "Dream of Red Mansions" contain hundreds of clues related to demon eradication. It is no wonder that modern Chinese literati all respect the four masterpieces and regard them as the treasures on their desks.

He has discussed these complex ideas with Gu Qingcheng countless times, and the two of them have their own opinions and gains.

Gu Tingcheng's life experience once made Guan Wen extremely embarrassed, she was the child born to Bing Qiuhan and his ex-wife, and her biological mother died when she was one year old, so Bing Qiuhan left the sad place and went to hone her painting skills. Gu Tingcheng's original surname was Bing, so when he mixed into the ranks of the wise men of the Twelve Temples of the Five Kingdoms, he called himself "Ice God".

Now, Gu Qingcheng is no longer a bounty hunter who roams the rivers and lakes single-handedly, but the proprietress of this small thangka shop.

"Boss, do you have any "Demon Suppression Map" in the thangka you sell?" Three young people passed by the shop, and one stopped and asked.

Guan Wen shook his head: "No."

The young man frowned: "I'm asking if there is a copy of that thangka?" It's a strange thing for that kind of antique treasure to appear in a small shop like yours! ”

Guan Wen shook his head again: "I'm sorry, no."

The young man shrugged his shoulders to the two girls who were traveling with him: "It's really disappointing, Dayan Mountain is closed to the road, trapping us here, I originally wanted to buy a thangka and tell you the mythical story of Songtsan Gampo leading Princess Wencheng and Princess Qizun to suppress demons - this broken shop, there is nothing, I really doubt that this boss has a little bit of cultural cultivation, and he can't even copy the "Demon Suppression Map"?"

A girl smiled and replied, "Forget it, what's so good about mythological stories?" Let's go back to the Internet and see if the new version of "Fengshen Bang" has been launched. I heard that the heroes and heroines this time are all Hong Kong and Taiwan actors, handsome guys and beauties, very eye-catching......"

The three young people left with a giggle, Guan Wen and Gu Qingcheng looked at each other and smiled bitterly, not knowing what to say.

The battle to suppress and eliminate demons is not a story, but a real and arduous war that took place, and countless wise men of Tibetan Buddhism gave their lives for it. But in the real world, who notices that? Everyone is living their own lives, chasing stars, picking girls...... As a result, Guan Wen, Gu Qingcheng and the like can only be unknown unsung heroes forever.

"Is this the best of times? Is it the most perfect reincarnation in our lives?" Gu Qingcheng changed to another book, which was Dickens's "A Tale of Two Cities".

"I think so." Guan Wen replied.

Gu Tingcheng shook his head and said thoughtfully: "However, in the era of one king and two princesses, Songtsen Gampo and the two princesses Wencheng and Qizun could live in harmony and achieve a good story for the ages, why can't we?" Baoling left, preferring to guard a small tomb in a lonely city in the distance, in order to fulfill us. We are happy, she must not be happy. ”

Guan Wen was speechless, because that was what he was often worried about.

"I firmly believe that in a certain reincarnation in the future, we will definitely be able to return to the era of one king and two princesses, be best friends, and achieve a new generation of love legends, what do you say?" Gu Tingcheng asked.

Outside the door, the goose-feather-like hole began to flutter again.

Guan Wen smiled and nodded, holding Gu Qingcheng's shoulder to look at the snow like silver dust and jade.

He looked forward to the return of Baoling after the heavy snowfall, which would be a beautiful season of spring flowers.

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