He Yu fled the scene in a panic, his red hair fluttering in the wind, and it seemed to be deeper overnight. Near, the empty valley, bursts of waves like cranes roaring to the sky. Before he could fly into the air, he saw the smoke and clouds in front of the river below, and the clouds were red and scarred, and he fell on the bank of the river, flapping his wings, wailing and not waking up, and he saw that he was going to live.

How could this be? He jumped into the air, and suddenly his mind was in turmoil, and bad feelings came over him. In front of me, it was like just after a big battle, the verdant forests and sparks and residual smoke remained, and most of the river disappeared in a flash, and the sand turned over. The stele of the three words "Wangchen River" is even more broken and half, and only a short corner remains.

Oh no! He Yu rushed towards the bamboo courtyard like a meteor. Far away, his eyes were misty with tears. It's just that the old man who was sitting at the door of the wooden house saw him coming, as if he had been waiting for a long time, he raised his eyebrows and smiled, and all parts of his blood-stained body were not much worse than that Yunzhuo...

"Bastard, you finally know you're back. The old man's beard was still pouted high, and if it weren't for the blood foaming in his mouth the next moment, he would have been the same as ever.

"Brother Jiechen, what's wrong with you? How can this be? Who did it, you tell me, I killed him!!" He Yu's eyes were red, and he burst into anger.

The old man wanted to stare and scold again, but when he opened his mouth, he was wheezing like a cow, and his eyes were weak and without the slightest look on weekdays. "Bastard boy, just your three-legged cat kung fu, you still want to avenge the old man? He gasped and laughed vigorously, and slowly pulled out a golden bead from his bosom. "This is the relics left by the silent sitting of the Buddhist patriarch back then?"

"This, this is the rumored Buddhist relics?" It was not that he was surprised, but that this relics were indeed precious and rare. It is said that this relic is hard to find for a hundred years, and only the enlightened monk with immeasurable merit and complete sitting can stay when he ascends to the Western Bliss. It not only fills the body with auspicious energy, can cross its heart, enjoy the pure land, sweep away the demonic nature, but also can transcend the rebirth, drive away all evil ghosts, and have the power of suppressing evil...

"Hey. Count you kid on the goods. The old man laughed, his voice getting weaker and weaker. "When I met Nanshan on the road, I saw that the mountain was looming, and I found this Buddha bead by chance. That's why the magic bird chased me so far. ”

In this way, the magic bird was transformed by the silent master and turned into a mountain guarding spirit animal, in fact, it was to protect this merit and auspiciousness - the Buddhist relics. ”

"Yes. You must know that if this falls into the hands of demons, I don't know what kind of trouble will happen. However, it can also temporarily suppress the demonic energy on your body. I didn't think about it, but as soon as the old man finished speaking, he said, "Wow..."

He Yu was suddenly at a loss for what to do: "Brother Jiechen, how are you? You must hold on! Now, don't say anything, I'll help you go back to the house, heal your wounds, you'll be fine... It's going to be fine..."

"Bastard, don't smack me... I can't do it..."He smiled weakly, "You take it and get out of here... Tell it all to your pretentious old master... He, he'll definitely think of saving you. Hmm.." He swallowed the crimson in his mouth, blushed, and shoved the relic into his hand. "You go... Leave me alone... In case of him, he returns. You, you're no match for him, you go quickly ... Let's go..."

"No, Brother Juechen, I'm not leaving, I'm not leaving. He Yu shook his head resolutely, tears streaming from his eyes. Choked up: "If he dares to come back, I just avenged this for you." He gritted his teeth in hatred, not noticing that the scarlet mark on his forehead suddenly shone red.

Unfortunately, the old man could not do anything, opened his mouth and closed his eyes.

"Brother Jedi Chen, Brother Jedi Chen, wake up, wake up..." He Yu shook the old man's body in disbelief, crying out in grief, hoping that the other party could wake up, and he could blow his beard and stare in front of him as usual, and call him a bastarer. can talk endlessly, drag him and him all night under the moon, blow through the south and north sea, and spray his face with spittle... There is no image at all, commanding him to go east and west, work for him, tired and tired... Appearing in front of the hut in the middle of the night scared him half to death... He won't be bored anymore, only he can wake up...

He didn't know how long it had been. Until the sky gradually darkened, he stared blankly at the bamboo chair, the old man's peaceful and kind face, wiped away tears, prostrate down, and quietly kowtowed three heads.

Brother Jiechen, don't worry, I won't let you die in vain. He Yu silently made up his mind in his heart. Just when he stretched out his hand to pick up the old man's body and bury it in the bamboo forest. Two people suddenly appeared behind him.

"Heyu. "Indeed, it was a familiar but familiar voice. It's Uncle Scholar. He Yu was ecstatic, and when he turned around, he saw a middle-aged man with kind eyebrows standing in front of the courtyard gate, and in addition to that, there was a Huafa man he missed and awe-the head of Luo Yanfeng.

And when the two people at the courtyard gate followed him and looked behind him, the old man covered in blood on the bamboo chair at the door of the bamboo house had a shocked face. "Beast...", the head slammed his palm at He Yu.

"Bang.. He Yu did not resist, and immediately fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth, and the wooden table that was hit in half was torn in half. "Master, listen to me... It's not what you think..."He covered his chest, got up, and before he could explain, he heard his uncle look sad and said, "Brother Jiechen, we're late... It's late, I'm the one who hurt you..."

"No, Uncle Shi is not what you think, and I didn't kill Brother Jiechen. He Yu explained in a hurry and wanted to get closer, but as soon as the Huafa man turned around, a silver rope suddenly flashed in his hand and was entwined to death, and he said coldly and angrily: "Beast, you still don't deserve to die, Brother Jiechen is also called by you." I didn't think about it, he kindly sheltered you, and you took revenge on your kindness, and killed him. Today, see what I do with you..."

"I didn't, sir, listen to me... When I came back, he was like that, and I don't know what happened..."Heyu was in a hurry to explain, trying to break free from the silver rope, only to hear "Gollum...", a round gold bead fell from his belt and rolled all the way in front of them.

"Buddhist relics?" the head of Luo Yanfeng stopped, picked up the beads, and glanced at the study. The latter's eyes were visibly painful, and he became even more sad.

He Yu looked at them, extreme uneasiness and panic swept over his heart. Then, I saw that the head of Luo Yanfeng had a grim expression, and every sentence was like a needle piercing his heart, and he said: "Sure enough, in order to get this Buddha bead, you really have such a ruthless heart."

He clenched the beads, closed his eyes deeply, and sighed in despair: "Two days ago, the peerless fellow Daoist also used the spirit beard to contact your uncle and inform him that there is a demonic qi in your body, although he thought that he could temporarily suppress your demonic qi with relics, but he was still afraid that he would not be able to resist it, and there would be changes, so let's rush to help... He also said that you have a pure heart and a strong mind, and he believes that you will never fall into the devil so easily, and that after we see you, we can't blame you in any way... In the end, I scolded your uncle for being a teacher, I only know that I know my heart with my skin, I am not worthy of being a man, and I am not worthy of being a teacher..."

He Yu listened and listened, and his sadness could not be greater. Unexpectedly, in just a few days of getting along, he still admits discord, he has been bored, disgusted, and sometimes despised, the old man in front of him will say this about him, praise him like this, protect him... He was clogged with guilt and his heart ached.