Oh, it's not like that, Xiao Lou thought with black lines on his face.

This bald donkey doesn't know how much grace God has given him to give him such a beautiful and deceitful skin.

When he first traveled west, if a few people ran out of dry food, Tang San would stand up, knock on the door of a passerby's house with a compassionate face, say Amitabha, and return to the door as a monk with his jade-like appearance, and be entertained with good food and food.

The next time he visited the king, the junior brother connected to Guan Wen and didn't have time to take it out, as long as Tang San stood in the middle of the main hall, he said solemnly: "I came from the Eastern Tang Dynasty......

Everything that follows will end with the king immediately getting up, walking down respectfully, and mouthing the word "holy monk".

However, under such a look, there was such a mouthful and bad character, thinking about the way west, Tang San took advantage of the fact that there were only a few masters and apprentices and began to talk nonsense, and he was full of rhetoric to those female goblins.

And now, he seems to have eaten Xiao Lou's temper, but the trick of rolling around is becoming more and more proficient, and he called Xiao Lou lose his temper back.

Xiao Lou leaned in front of the pillar and quietly watched Tang San in the sun turn around and draw his sword, his posture flexible and vigorous.

Maybe the sea of blood in the dream was really an illusion that appeared after his demonic qi was damaged and he cultivated too quickly and went mad.

After the morning class was over, Tang San took the long sword and walked towards Xiao Lou: "What, you have secretly watched me all morning, to be honest, are you fascinated by my vigorous posture?"

Xiao Lou raised his head, looked at Tang San with an unfortunate look, turned around and took out the long sword in his hand and padded it, nodded with satisfaction, and said provocatively at him: "Come, make a move." ”

Looking at Qingyunguan's morning class, it also made Xiao Lou's hands itch when he was obsessed with swordsmanship, and that feeling of blood boiling, he wanted him to find someone to fight immediately, and Tang San's appearance at the moment was really hateful. "Xiaolou, it is my principle to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, how can I do it with you?"

As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed his junior brother's saber and made a starting gesture.

"That's a lot of advice. ”

Xiao Lou didn't even draw his sword, looked at him defiantly, and said, "Then come on." ”

Under the shadow of the sword and sword, the two of them passed one move after another, dazzling others, and Xiao Lou gradually became excited, he hadn't fought so heartily for a long time.

In the end, it ended with Tang San's move not being fast enough, and Xiao Lou knocked out the sword in his hand.

The two of them gasped, and this game was very happy against their opponents.

After resting, Tang San went to supervise the morning class of the junior and disciples, and Xiao Lou originally wanted to take a turn in the mountains, but was forcibly taken by Tang San to go with him, listening to the avenues of those who are not so good, making her full of sleepiness.

At noon, Tang San brought Xiao Lou to eat as usual, and still ordered the bowl of his favorite soup.

The two of them sat at the dining table, Tang San was still chattering, and told her to eat a little more when she grew her body, so that she could grow longer and more beautiful.

couldn't listen to these nonsense, Xiao Lou happened to be hungry, so he lowered his head and went to eat, but when he raised his head and looked at the dishes on the table, he suddenly felt a little weird.

Something is wrong, Xiao Lou became alert, and after carefully observing the bowls of dishes on the table, he came to a conclusion.

These bowls of dishes, with their types and discharges, are exactly the same as yesterday's.

Maybe this was Tang San's bad taste, or his picky eating habits, Xiao Lou comforted himself, but when he saw the bowl of vegetable soup, he was stunned.

Shocked into a cold sweat, Xiao Lou finally realized that something was wrong.

The greens floating on top of the soup were also in the same direction as what she had seen yesterday.

Suddenly coming back to his senses, Xiao Lou turned away, but it was in the same position yesterday that he saw the same jealous eyes of the little junior sister.

Looking at Xiao Lou's changing face, Tang San leaned forward and poked his head out with concern. "What's wrong?"

Xiao Lou forcibly calmed himself down, gave Tang San a look of disdain, and complained as usual: "You Qingyunguan is a vegetarian every day, how can you make me grow my body?"

Tang San saw that the food was not to his taste, so he could only persuade in a low voice: "Be good, I will invite you to eat meat when you go down the mountain." ”

Xiao Lou pursed his lips, acquiescing to this statement, but his heart was full of vigilance.

That night, she pretended to be asleep, but she was awake in the middle of the night.

The walls around him were no longer plain white, but full of scorched black marks, Xiao Lou's heart was stunned, looking at the bed of Xiao Lou next to him, he took a stick in the dark, and came out.

Stepping out of the door, the corridor was covered with dried layers of blood, Xiaolou's mind was blank, and the scene in the dream seemed to reappear, sweeping in again.

Stepping into the main hall, she lost the solemnity and neatness of the early morning, but she saw the corpses piled up in the hall.

And standing in front of the corpse, the back of the long sword in her hand was what she had seen in her dreams every day, her hands were stained with blood, and Tang San slaughtered the entire Dao Hall.

The long sword in Tang San's hand pointed diagonally at the ground, and the tip of the sword was dripping with the blood of his fellow disciples. The tragic scene like a sea of blood is not an illusion after all.

The moonlight was clear, sprinkled on Tang San's body, illuminating everything in detail. Tang San's side face was still quiet, but the light blue robe on his body was stained with blood.

If you only look at those indifferent eyes, this person must be as high as a god and Buddha. But at this moment, he was standing in the sea of blood, with such a quiet expression, but he was as terrifying as the evil ghost in Senluo's hell.

The tragic scene in that day's dream has finally come true.

She was stunned and raised her hand to pinch her face, which was a desperate pain. Yes, this is no longer a dream, and when she wakes up, she will never see Tang San in a Taoist robe again, smiling at herself like a treasure.

There are only demons with bloody hands.

What about her master, who was not serious but still clean, and never had blood between his hands?

She trembled, and wanted to step forward and ask him why he was like this, and ask him what he had once been full of compassion, and now what did he value human life?

Tang San turned his head and saw the small building standing aside, and after a trace of surprise crossed his eyes, he finally fell into bitterness.

He looked at Xiao Lou with complicated eyes and took a tentative step.

Xiao Lou took a step back, his face full of disgust.

The person in front of her is no longer the compassionate holy monk she protected at the beginning, and he is no longer the Tang San who is full of treasures and talks about life and death but still saves people.

She had countless things to ask, from the first time she saw each other, she wanted to ask him why he entered the mortal world from the high western sky, and she wanted to ask him why he wanted to accompany her to roll in the mortal world.

However, she couldn't say any of this, she just looked at Tang San blankly and asked:

"You're a demon. ”

Tang San opened his mouth almost indifferently: "Yes, for you, I have already become a demon." ”

Xiao Lou didn't say a word, but there was a pain in her chest, and after a moment of silence, she finally raised her head to meet Tang San's eyes, and what was reflected in her pupils was his bloodied appearance: "You and I are different, and we don't conspire with each other." ”

Tang San refused to let her go, that obsession was knotted, it was a lifetime of entanglement, he rolled into the red dust for her, and finally found her who was reincarnated, and he showed his heart in supporting each other, how to easily separate.

This is an obsession, so that all his cultivation is empty, three thousand worlds, but there is only room for this one person in his eyes.

He simply ignored Xiao Lou's rejection, showed a bright smile on his face, and stretched out his hand to her: "Sleep, sleep and everything will pass." ”

Xiao Lou looked at Tang San with a mocking face. "Aren't you lying to me enough?"

Tang San shook his head, stretched out his hand and pinched a trick, and in an instant, Xiao Lou felt that the whole world was spinning, and his head was aching again, just like what she had experienced in countless dreams.

Her body gradually softened, and her consciousness continued to fade away, and the last thing she saw before she fell to the ground was Tang San's still warm side face.

Tang San caught Xiao Lou who fell to the ground, looking at the painful look on her eyebrows, he couldn't help but reach out to soothe her frowning brow.

This illusion really has side effects on people, and if it continues like this, Xiao Lou's body will not be able to stand it, and he must find some medicinal materials to recuperate tomorrow.

He gently picked her up and carried her back to the room, and gently covered her with the quilt.

Sitting at the head of the bed, stretching out his hand to caress the familiar eyebrows, Tang San finally fell into silence, and there was disappointment and silence in his eyes.

Everything he worked so hard to hide was finally discovered.

In the early morning of the second day, when Xiaolou opened his eyes again, what he saw was still the tranquility he saw every day.

She couldn't help but sneer, it was clear that she had discovered it, but Tang San still tried his best to make up this illusion, whether he was deceiving her or numbly deceiving himself.

There was a great pain in her brain, and she sat up with her head propped up, and she smelled a strong medicinal fragrance on the tip of her nose.

Turning his head, he saw Tang San sitting on the edge of the bed, holding a bowl of thick black medicinal soup in his hand.

Tang San saw that she was awake and immediately laughed: "Xiaolou, you have finally woken up, come and drink medicine." ”

Although Tang San was still the same stupid as he had been, Xiao Lou knew that yesterday was no longer an illusion, and everything could not come back.

Silent, she turned her head to the side and didn't look at him.

Tang San saw her like this, but he sighed and approached, coaxing a child and saying:

"That's it, such a bitter medicine, I don't want to drink it. But Xiao Lou, my illusion has already had a side effect on you, and if you don't drink it, you will only get more and more painful. ”

As soon as the words landed, Tang San scooped out a spoonful of medicine, blew it carefully, and stretched it to her mouth.

Xiao Lou didn't look at him, and directly waved his hand to knock over the whole medicine bowl.

The medicine was sprinkled on Tang Sanyi, but he was not angry, he just sighed with pity: "Xiaolou, the medicinal materials I managed to get together with great difficulty, it's not good to waste it like this, I'll go and serve you another bowl." ”