Mr. Bai's expression was sad, and his words were full of helplessness and pity.

The Master taught the people of the world, turning the mysterious and difficult "Tao" into an "Tao" that the world can learn and understand, and all books and words are tools aimed at enlightening the people's wisdom.

This is Mr. Bai as a Confucian scholar but only talk about the Tao, the Tao is the foundation of all things, the source of all things, heavy etiquette, law, light fundamental, this is to abandon the original and the end, abandon "virtue" and "kindness", and chase fame and fortune, this is the opposite, benevolence is born by kindness, etiquette is the law table, benevolence, righteousness, etiquette, wisdom and faith are the way of people, and keep the road of humanity.

Su Chan looked out of the house and said leisurely: "The day and evening rise, when it is dark, only a hundred ghosts walk at night, people and ghosts are indistinguishable, the world is a ghost domain, and the catastrophe is ......."

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The water in Panchi rose, the twin stars oscillated, and the dry thunder exploded in the clear sky.

The Confucius Temple shook for a hundred miles, everyone thought it was an earthquake, and people screamed and fled in panic, but no one found that there was a crack in the Confucius Temple.

In the enchantment, in the main hall, Yi Seventeen stared at the white-clothed young man in front of him, shocked, surprised, and at a loss.

After he entered the main hall alone, he found that the hall was empty, only a sword was inserted on the platform, three feet of green edge, like gold not gold, like iron not iron, like wood not wood, and the whole body emitted a bright white light, which made people feel worshipful, as if the face was holy.

Yi Seventeen didn't know that this was a holy weapon, he just thought it was a very powerful magic weapon, and Mr. Bai asked him to name it, which must not be a simple name.

He stared at the sword and pondered for a long time, this sword does not know what material it is, but it is full of heroic energy, the sword is the gentleman of the instrument, Yi Seventeen has the answer in his heart, the operation of the true Qi, the pure white true Qi converges on the fingertips, he sketches in the air, and finally draws three words - Jun Buqi.

"A gentleman is not a weapon."

Yi Seventeen smiled slightly, very satisfied with the name, and pushed out the three words "Jun Buqi" in the air, and the sword body immediately bloomed with dazzling light, as if it was because someone finally understood it and finally found a soulmate and was very happy.

Yi Seventeen, who was in white light, had to raise his hand to cover his eyes, he squinted his eyes, and through the gap between his fingers, he vaguely saw a figure coming from the white light.

After the white light gradually dissipated, there was an extra "person" in front of Yi Seventeen, dressed in white and spotless, with sharp edges and sharp eyes, and a sharp edge in those eyes, but there was a trace of softness under this edge.

"You're a sword spirit?" Yi XVII is unbelievable.

Jun Buqi took off his robe and knelt on the ground, and bowed: "Jun Buqi to meet the master." ”

"Don't you?" Yi Seventeen then believed that the white-clothed young man in front of him was Fang Cai's sword, he hurriedly helped it up, and couldn't help but look at it again, his strongest cultivation of all things and spiritual dao so far is only to condense the phoenix virtual image, that is also his desperate try, but he never thought that he could make the magic weapon enlighten.

"Your master is not me, I just helped you come up with a name, your real master is Mr. Bai." All spiritual magic weapons are called spiritual treasures, which are rare in the world, let alone can be transformed into human form, and they are rare in a thousand years, and Yi 17 dare not recognize them.

However, at this moment, the door of the main hall was pushed open, and Su Chan walked in with a smile on his face, but before he could get close, he was stopped by Jun Buqi, and a sword intent emerged, and the peachwood sword behind Su Chan was trembling with fright.

Jun Buqi is a holy weapon, with the eyes of sages and sages, and the righteousness of Haoran, which can defend loyalty, treachery, good and evil, and can cut down evil things in the world.

Su Chan took half a step back with great interest and said: "Mr. Bai said that you have passed the test, and also said that since the sword spirit has recognized you as the master, let it follow you in the future, as for Li Qianchen, he is in An Linyou's coffin." ”

Is An Linyou's coffin Li Qianchen? So where is An Linyou's body?

Yi Seventeen only had Li Qianchen in his heart, and he didn't care about anything else at the moment, so he hurriedly went out, and when he went out, he found that he had left the enchantment, and when he looked back, the portal that he had originally entered had also disappeared, and only Su Chan and Jun Buqi were left behind him.

Su Chan said: "Don't look at it, Mr. Bai has his own intention in giving the sword, not to mention that it has already recognized you as the master, and it will be a big help to follow you in the future." ”

Now even if Yi Seventeen wants to do it, he doesn't know how to pay it back, so he said to Jun Buqi: "You have your own thoughts, and I will respect any decision you make." I'm on the run now, and if I'm in danger, I'll probably have to take refuge with you. ”

As he spoke, Yi Seventeen bowed deeply to Jun Buqi, and before he bowed, Jun Buqi stretched out his hand to stop him, Yi Seventeen raised his head curiously, and Jun Buqi walked to him silently without saying a word. From now on, it will be the most loyal and powerful guard of Yi XVII, and this will be its life's mission.

An Linyou was killed by Jiu Quinoa, and after his death, his soul became deaf, and he was beaten into Yi Seventeen's body by Jiu Quinoa, and now in order to save Li Qianchen, his tomb will be dug up, Yi Seventeen is guilty, if it weren't for him, An Linyou would not have to die, let alone be scattered.

Where was An Linyou buried, Yi 17 still had to ask An Youhe, An Youhe was still waiting for Yi 17 to find out the truth, hoping to see An Linyou for the last time, but it backfired, Yi 17 did not tell An Youhe the truth, but lied that An Linyou's soul had been overrun, and An Youhe asked An Linyou if he had anything to say to him, Yi 17 thought about it and wanted to pretend to be An Linyou's mouth, so that An Youhe would stop being obsessed, let go of his obsession and start a new life.

An Linyou has no way of knowing what kind of psychology An Youhe has, the deceased is gone, even if there is hatred, love and hatred, it has become a thing of the past, and the living still have to continue to live.

Jiu Quinoa is good at the art of change, he turned Li Qianchen into An Linyou's appearance, and when Yi Seventeen went to mourn, the person in the coffin was actually Li Qianchen. Looking back at this moment, Yi Seventeen remembered that the monk said that the trapped elephant may not simply mean An Linyou, he was hinting at Yi Seventeen, Li Qianchen was trapped in the coffin, but Yi Seventeen didn't notice the clue at all at that time.

Li Qianchen is an extraordinary mortal, although his meridians are destroyed, the Shura Dao he cultivates is the Dao of Immortality, and when he was rescued by Yi Seventeen, he still fell asleep.

"Although Li Qianchen said that he would not die, but at the moment he only had half a life left, if he wants to wake up, the only way to wake up is Hundred Devil May Cry, so let's take him to find a place to settle down first, and Hundred Devil May Cry will be found by me."

When he saw Li Qianchen lying in the coffin with a pale face, Yi Seventeen almost sat down on the ground, tears rolling down, he jumped into the coffin, hugged Li Qianchen in his arms, and then cried silently, Su Chan shook his head helplessly when he saw this, and left directly after explaining.

Yi Seventeen was full of self-blame and guilt, and at the same time he was aggrieved and happy, he blamed himself for not taking good care of Li Qianchen, guilty for not discovering the disguise of Jiu Quinoa for the first time, wronged what the Ten Directions and demons did to him, and was glad that Li Qianchen was still alive.

He hugged Li Qianchen and cried for a long time, the tears wet Li Qianchen's shoulders, he held Li Qianchen's cheeks, gently wiped the dust off Li Qianchen's face, a different kind of emotion suddenly came to his heart, his heartbeat accelerated inexplicably, looking at Li Qianchen who was close at hand, he couldn't help but purse his lips, and a strange thought was inexplicably born in his heart: You are mine, only belong to me.

Under Jun Buqi's gaze, Yi Seventeen kissed Li Qianchen's forehead.

Jun Buqi wanted to carry Li Qianchen for him, he refused directly, he did not allow anyone to touch Li Qianchen, he carried Li Qianchen on his back and left the cemetery at night.

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Blue sky and white clouds, the sun is just right, walking on this unknown path, the leaves of the maple trees seem to pave a fiery red carpet for this path, accompanied by the rustling sound in the ears as you walk.

The withering of the maple leaves seems to tell a magnificent tragic song, interpreting the unique aspects of twilight and death.

In autumn, the tall and thin man wearing a beige trench coat and round-framed eyes once again came to this quiet place.

He sat down on a bench by the side of the road and carefully placed a carefully prepared cat food on the ground.

A month ago, he came across a black kitten born less than half a month old, perhaps abandoned by its owner, and when he found it, the kitten was screaming miserably, its leg was injured, and it looked pitiful.

Because of this kitten, he came here more often, he healed his wounds, and built a simple but sheltered nest for him under the tree.

The kitten was tenacious, it was quickly healed, and every time it heard footsteps, it would poke its head out and look around, as if it believed that the man was its owner.

Looking at the little black cat that was getting bigger and bigger, Bai Xiaoci couldn't help but show a smile, he held the little black cat in his arms, the little black cat was not angry because the eating was interrupted, on the contrary, it rubbed Bai Xiaoci's palm with its fluffy little head, and enjoyed such a caress very much.

"Xiao Hei, the weather is getting colder, it will only be colder in the future, I want to take you back, and build a better home for you when I go back, are you willing to go home with me?"

Bai Xiaoci put his right hand around the body of the little black cat, and gently stroked the head of the little black cat with his left hand, and the little black cat seemed to understand his words, licked his fingers with his tongue, and made a "meow" sound.

"Don't worry, it won't be about you, my home is big and warm, and there is a friend at home, who is a year older than you, you can definitely become good friends."

The little black cat was "meowing" again, but unfortunately Bai Xiaoci didn't understand what it was talking about.

Holding the little black cat in his arms, the phone rang when he was about to get up, and after seeing the information in the phone, he showed a look of joy that he couldn't bear to hold.

He helped the little black cat tickle it, and at the same time smiled and said: "It looks like my house is really going to be lively, you know, my good friends are coming to my house too, they are great friends, they are my favorite people." ”

The little black cat probed Bai Xiaoci's hand with its paws, "meowing", as if asking what kind of person it was, as if even it was curious.

No. 108 Aimin Road, this villa built more than 100 years ago during the Republic of China is the Bai family.

Bai Xiaoci is a very famous detective, he has been studying reasoning and reconnaissance with his father for as long as he can remember, he studied forensic science in college, and then studied law, and is now the youngest professor in law school.

This is the first meeting between Yi Seventeen and Bai Xiaoci, Bai Xiaoci was surprised, for Yi Seventeen's name has long been like thunder, the first time he saw a real person, he sighed that there is a man in the world who looks so beautiful, and at the same time finally relieved in his heart, why Li Qianchen is willing to do so much for Yi Seventeen, because Yi Seventeen is also wholeheartedly good to Li Qianchen, the contribution between them is mutual, and it is the emotion that can sacrifice their lives for each other.

The villa is very large, the decoration is very classical, Bai Xiaoci prepared three rooms for them, Yi Seventeen declined, he wanted to see Li Qianchen at all times, even if it was only separated by a wall, Bai Xiaoci respected Yi Seventeen's decision, and arranged the largest guest bedroom for the two, the room was a double bed, as for Jun Buqi, he was arranged to the opposite door, Jun Buqi was unwilling, it was a sword spirit, it could be changed back to the body, and it was always guarding Yi Seventeen's side, Yi Seventeen did not agree.