Before Ye Jingsoul could react, he suddenly felt a huge pull from his right hand holding the wooden sword, and his body was actually staggered and pulled to the ground. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ye Jing's soul was in a trance for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he was already in another world.

I saw layers of gauze tents hanging in front of me in a trance, and the gauze tents hung down from the darkness of the heights and dragged them to the ground. Behind the layers of gauze tents, there was a figure in a trance, but I couldn't see it clearly.

Ye Jingsoul got up from the ground, only to see that he was still holding the wooden sword in his hand.

"Girl, are you there?" Ye Jingsoul shouted in his mind, but he didn't receive a response from Lorilan.

Ye Jingsoul lowered his head and thought about how he suddenly came here when he was still in his room last moment. Looking up at the layers of gauze tents, this place is actually very similar to the scene when you encountered the demon girl's resentful spirit in the old tomb in the south of the city. And that's where the wooden sword in his hand was dug up.

Ye Jingsoul looked at the wooden sword in his hand and thought of a possibility, the demon girl resentful spirit he killed couldn't be the spirit of the wooden sword, right? But if the sword spirit has been killed, how can he be pulled into the illusion again, and what worries Ye Jingsoul even more is that he can't sense the existence of Lorilan at all now.

Ye Jingsoul handed the wooden sword to the other hand, sucking the wound on the thumb of his right hand with his mouth, and a smell of blood finally dispersed, but it made Ye Jingsoul sober up a little.

Ye Jingsoul looked into the depths of the veil tent, and saw a faint light, and there was a standing figure in the light, and this figure was indeed not the same as the figure of the demon girl.

Ye Jingsoul breathed a sigh of relief, walked forward, opened the layers of veil with both hands, and approached the figure. Through the layers of translucent gauze tents, the figure became clearer and clearer, and it was vaguely visible that it was a man's back.

Finally lifted the last layer of the veil, only to see that the scene in front of me was very similar to the scene of the demon girl that night, a simple and luxurious bench, two red lanterns. But the enchantress was gone, but she saw a man standing in front of the bench.

The man had his back to him, his hair was short, his body was thin, and he wore a gray and black robe.

Seeing that he was motionless, Ye Jingsoul said tentatively: "That...... I don't know how I got here...... That, let me introduce myself, my name is Ye Jing Soul ......"

The man in front of him heard Ye Jingsoul speak, and slowly turned his head, but slowly turned his head back, staring at the bench in front of him without saying a word.

"Well, actually, I just want to ask, how do I get out?" Ye Jingsoul said, and he also faintly felt that his way of asking questions was a bit idiotic.

The man, still facing the bench, said lightly, "There's a beautiful woman here." "The man's voice was crisp and felt spotless.

Ye Jingsoul thought that he couldn't be the banshee, but he didn't know how to answer for a while.

"You killed her, didn't you?" The man said.

Ye Jingsoul suddenly thought that it was actually Lo Lilan who killed the demon girl, but he didn't know what he was worried about, and said: "It's me, if you want revenge, just look for me." ”

When the man heard Ye Jingsoul say this, he lowered his head and said nothing, his back looked extremely lonely.

He stood without saying a word for a while, and finally turned around, folded his hands, and actually leaned over to bow to Ye Jing's soul.

Only then did Ye Jingsoul see clearly that this was actually a young monk with a beautiful face. I saw that his eyebrows and eyes were clean, his lips were red and his teeth were white, but his hair seemed to have not been shaved for a while, and black stubble had grown.

The monk looked at the wooden sword in Ye Jing's soul, as if he was in thought again, and after a while, he suddenly realized, shook his head with a wry smile and said, "It turns out that this is all arranged." ”

"What do you mean? What is arranged? Ye Jing Soul said.

The monk folded his hands again, bowed to Ye Jing's soul, and said, "From now on, the sword of Qingmu is yours." After speaking, the monk's hands were folded, and suddenly a strange seal was formed, and the monk recited a strange and incomprehensible incantation in his mouth.

Ye Jingsoul felt that the hand holding the wooden sword was hot, and there seemed to be a stream of heat transmitted between the wooden sword and the palm of his hand. Ye Jing's divine consciousness entered the sword body again, and this time it was even more grand and complex than the world he had seen before. Ye Jingsoul closed his eyes, experiencing a wonderful spiritual sense, vaguely as if he saw the past of the wooden sword and the monk......

I don't know how long it took, Ye Jingsoul slowly opened his eyes, and the monk in front of him folded his hands again and bowed to Ye Jingsoul, and Ye Jingsoul also bowed to him slightly.

"I don't understand." Ye Jingsoul said suddenly.

"Please."

"Yin and Yang charms, although they involve a wide range of things, are still Taoist in general, and you are a Buddhist disciple." Ye Jing's soul said.

The monk smiled and said: "It's all the principle of heaven and earth, it's all birth, old age, sickness and death, where is there any Buddha's way?" The monk paced slightly, and then said: "The little monk thought that the Buddha was the biggest, and he also heard the Taoist friends say that the Sanqing was the biggest, but it wasn't until he was on the verge of life and death that he knew that life and death were the greatest. ”

"What is life and death?" Ye Jing's soul said.

"Life and death are just a formality." The monk said, looking a little lonely.

"What is the essence behind that form?" Ye Jing's soul said.

"Order. Isn't the number of life and death just maintaining an order? The monk turned his head to look at Ye Jingsoul and said, "You are going to suffer a catastrophe, because you have broken the order, and if you let the order go back and forth." I was originally a disciple of Buddhism, but I was disturbed by the red dust, and it was also a bad order, and now I am confined to the sword body, helping you to eliminate demons and defend the way, which is also the reincarnation of order. ”

"And what about the woman you love?" Ye Jing's soul said.

The monk's expression suddenly became lonely again, and he turned his head to look at the bench, his eyes full of sadness.

"You see, you're still sad when the people you love are taken away by order."

The monk said: "Because she broke the order, there is such a result......

"I was a dog in my previous life, and I cheated when I was reincarnated, so is what the book of life says. But the book of destiny says so, can anyone prove it to me? I don't remember anything like that! Ye Jingsoul said, "I only remember that I was born in an ordinary family, ordinary parents and ordinary self, although I have been unlucky since I was a child, but my character is not bad, I work hard, although I suffer setbacks and white eyes every day, I still live like Xiaoqiang...... But suddenly I saw a letter of life, saying that my life was short, and I would kill my loved ones. Who am I messing with? Don't you think this is strange, unreasonable, and wronged? ”

The monk was thoughtful, his eyebrows lowered.

Ye Jingsoul continued: "Your name is Qingmu, right?" No matter what else, you listen to your heart, you see that you are in love with a woman, whether she is a demon or a ghost, you love him, she will be sad when she leaves, and you have sadness that you can't hide every day. Like me, I have grievances that I can't hide every day, especially when I think that I am going to die for no reason......"

Ye Jingsoul reined in his mind and said, "I don't know what rules there are in this world, I only know that I am very unhappy. If my book of destiny were true, I wouldn't want to die so early! ”

"So what do you want to do?" The monk named Qingmu said softly.

"I don't know yet, but I'm not going to accept my fate." Ye Jingsoul looked at Qingmu and said, "I actually want to know, who is responsible for our fate?" Why was I a dog in my last life, why is Lorilan a ghost, can't I be a normal little girl......"

Qingmu clasped his hands together, his delicate eyebrows and eyes lowered, and he seemed to fall into a sorrow that could not be dissolved.