"Sect Master Zhou, I think sometimes it's good to wait quietly, time will give people an answer. Song Shuilu looked at Zhou Deming, and his eyes flashed with a little wisdom.

And she believes that this time will not be too long. If everything in front of you is compared to a game of chess, now is the time for the end of this game.

The chessboard is in operation, and the changes in it are naturally not visible, but the chess is decided, and the winners and losers are always clear at a glance, and it will be clear whether they are good or evil.

Zhou Deming understood the meaning of her words, and suddenly saluted her and said: "In vain, I Zhou is also a smart person, but some of the simplest truths are not as clear as Song Daoyou." ”。

......

In the years of Jiazi, Luo Tianbei's cultivation has also improved very quickly, and he is already a monk in the Yin and Void Realm, but at this moment, he has only just reached the level when he deals with Mo Wunian.

He is really not reconciled, he has lost the opportunity to become a pawn...... Even if Mo Wunian didn't come to kill him, the clan elder in the sky would definitely not let him live!

Because a discarded piece will no longer have the meaning it had before when it falls on the board - a dead piece will not bring the whole game back to life.

Of course, he also hoped that he would never use the hole card hidden in one of his armors, but the facts told him that if he didn't use it again, he would really only be killed by Mo Wunian on the opposite side with a simple sword, and then die silently, as humble as the dust raised by the four fields.

Mo Wunian slashed with a sword again, a very simple action, but the surging sword qi was like a gluttonous giant beast that jumped up from the ground, swallowing Luo Tianbei in one bite.

In a trance, he went back to his childhood, being hit with his fist again and again, and he couldn't do anything but do anything!

"I don't want to die!" he told himself in his heart, and when life and death were approaching again, he felt more and more that life was a beautiful thing!

What if he was as humble as dust, at least he would have to live to eat his least favorite grilled fish......

He held the law in one hand, but in the other he triggered a teleportation talisman.

Mo Wunian could feel that as he began to pinch the Fa Duel, the aura on his body began to drift, and the space where the hand holding the Fa Du began to distort, like a black hole about to devour all the things around him.

"Since I can't kill you like this, then I'll kill you in another way!" Luo Tianbei's head was scattered, the qi on his body began to drop suddenly, and his body was also thin at a speed visible to the naked eye, but the ethereal aura emitted by that hand became more and more intense.

Until that hand seemed to turn into a chaotic world, I don't know how many years later, creatures began to be born in the world, and all living beings were in it.

There is a saying in Buddhism that a flower is a world, but perhaps after the monk truly understands life and death, he can also evolve a world in his palm.

Mo Wunian admired him a little, looking at him like a madman, he was able to comprehend such a technique in the past years.

While he was thinking about it, Luo Tianbei's palm had already fallen, and there was no earth-shattering momentum, and the world simply took him in.

There is no harm from destroying the body and spirit, just like Nan Ke's dream, when he opened his eyes again, he appeared on a busy street, the dense crowd was like a rushing river, and groups of people wandered in it and drifted with the current.

Mo Wunian felt as if he had become a mortal, without the slightest bit of cultivation, and he was about to follow the crowd in a thin green coat.

And all kinds of people grew taller in his eyes, as if he had become shorter.

"Wu Nian, what are you thinking, let's go!" He was also thinking about it, when Mo Zhishan suddenly appeared and patted him on the shoulder, signaling that he would also blend in with the crowd.

Mo Wunian didn't reply to him, of course he knew that this was the fake Mo Zhishan, but whether it was Mo Zhishan or everyone on the street, their expressions were different, they were sad, happy, sad, or greedy......

There are all kinds of living people, and none of them are created by false illusions.

"It's kind of interesting. He said lightly to himself, as if he was talking to Luo Tianbei, who was hiding somewhere in this world.

Immediately, he followed Mo Zhishan together.

They walked through countless unfamiliar streets, and finally came to the Mo Mansion that he was familiar with.

And the Mo Mansion is still the same Mo Mansion, just like in memory, Lao Liu Tou is also walking back with a mouthful of yellow teeth, but there are also unfamiliar places.

It was at the door of the mansion that there was a delicate and gentle woman, her face was actually old, but when she saw Mo Zhishan and the two come back, she said: "Xianggong, you should have come back earlier with Wu Nian." ”。

He probably knew that this was the mother he had never met in his life as Mo Wunian.

Without words, the family walked to the mansion and had a meal together, looking happy, talking and laughing.

In a simple conversation, Mo Wunian also learned from Mo Zhishan's mouth that he was only eleven years old this year, but he was going to buy pen and ink to learn to write today from more than a dozen streets outside Mo's mansion.

Mo Zhishan took him there.

It was also his words that he stretched out his hand to take a look, and sure enough, he found that his hand looked much more immature, which seemed to indirectly tell him that the memory in his head was illusory, and everything in front of him was real.

But what is true and what is false, he can really see clearly.

I don't deny that Luo Tianbei is a very annoying person, but this spell is so interesting. As if gladly accepting all this, he looked at the food in front of him and ate it with chopsticks.

Four years later, it was the same as the snowy day in his memory, but Zhou Deming was missing, Gui Zhilin was missing, and the girl with a bright smile - Wu Mu was missing.

Some are Xianyue, different from the memory, she has become Mo Wunian's childhood sweetheart, she depends on him in everything, and her temperament is gentle and elegant, just like his mother.

Also in the wind and snow, he put on a fur coat and slowly walked in the dark alleys that no one cared about, and as usual he went to find a place where the world was different from his Kyoto.

This world is indeed very different from the world he knows, there are no monks in this world, there are no ethereal immortals, and there are not so many mortal countries, there is only one Zhao country from beginning to end.

People only have one life and only a few decades, and there is only one career to live the life of a superior person.

But he doesn't like to read, and he doesn't like to stay in the house on weekdays, he just likes to wander around the city, as if he is looking for something. In fact, what he was looking for was Luo Tianbei, who had always believed that he must be hiding somewhere in this world, and then took advantage of his unpreparedness to give him a blow.

"Young Master, we should go back, it's been three hours, and the county lord of Xianyue has also arrived at the mansion, we are spending it outside like this, but some etiquette is not careful!" said Wu Zi, the son of Old Liu Tou, following behind Mo Wunian.

"Really?" Mo Wunian glanced back at him, and indeed felt a trace of tiredness. The feeling of tiredness is real.

This also seems to show that everything he has in his memory is his imagination, and there will be no one named Luo Tianbei to persecute him.

He glanced back at Wu Zi and said, "How many years is this city old?"

Wu Zi didn't understand why he would ask such a question that was known to women and children, but he still patiently said to him: "Since the founding of the country, the capital has been here for three hundred years!"

His eyes were indifferent, and he suddenly said, "Actually, you are Luo Tianbei." ”。

Wu Zi's expression was a little surprised, he didn't know such a person, and he had never heard of this name, after a little thought, he said: "Young master, I don't know such a person!"

This scene fell in the eyes of outsiders, probably saying that Mo Wunian was talking crazy, because in the past four years, although he has not spoken much, every sentence sounds like crazy words, as if he is out of step with this world.

"Really?" his eyes drifted to a snow-white field in the distance, and his voice was indifferent, not like a questioning tone.

Almost as soon as his eyes drifted away, a slight doubt appeared in Wu Zi's eyes, and then disappeared.

Mo Wunian had already retracted his gaze, and looked at everyone who walked by thinly on the street. Four years, how do you see it...... This city is its reality, and all kinds of people are real people.

But Wu Zi didn't know that his undetectable expressions all fell on his eyes.

Without staying too long, the master and servant walked back to Mofuzhong.

And just in front of the mansion, a girl who was also dressed in a luxurious robe was looking around, her eyes were full of anxiety, and she didn't care about her cheeks and hands that were red from the cold.

"Lord of the String Moon. Wu Zi saw her, but he hurriedly saluted.

"Wu Nian, you're back, we'...... We ......" she smiled brightly, and there was a bit of shyness in her voice, and she couldn't say anything more halfway through her words.

This string moon is not at all like the quarter moon in Mo Wunian's memory, that quarter moon is arrogant when she first sees her, and she seems calm when she says goodbye, but she is actually full of anger, but no matter which one she has, she has absolute hostility towards him.

He only nodded, and didn't say a word, he knew what she meant, or because of the marriage contract, she had already done the courtesy, and she would be his wife soon.

Three months later, under the guidance and control of the elders of the two parties, they worshiped heaven and earth, and became married in rites.

Mo Wunian didn't care about this, but he just felt that Luo Tianbei's technique was really interesting, so he wanted to follow his wishes.

But the marriage ceremony is just a ceremony for him, which is equivalent to going through the motions, for the moon of the moon...... After marrying her into the Mo Mansion, he left her alone in the empty room, still repeating the same things as he used to do, and continued to wander around the city.

Even if Mo Zhishan scolded him for being a bloody dog, he wouldn't have looked at her, but the more this happened, the more Xianyue who should have been arrogant in his memory became more and more gentle, and fulfilled all the responsibilities that a wife could fulfill.

In this way, another five years have passed, Mo Wunian has reached the year of the crown, but he has also become the most famous gentleman in this city, everyone knows that he has a wife who is like a flower, but he looks for flowers every day and asks willows to wander in the gentle township or the gambling street archway.

But that's just an outsider's opinion, he's really getting acquainted with every inch of the place, and of course he's looking for the person he hates.

In the world of five years, he has also carefully observed Wu Zi countless times, but he has never shown the same expression as that day, but he is also very sure that that look is indeed Luo Tianbei.

Of course, he was also sure that the current Wu Zi would not be Luo Tianbei......

He was also walking down the street when an unkempt beggar suddenly appeared, hugged his leg and said, "Uncle, give me something to eat!"

The beggar was emaciated, and he really looked like he had been hungry for many days, but suddenly he had an extra dagger in his hand and stabbed it towards Mo Wunian's chest.

Although Mo Wunian was not in cultivation, his heart had always been bad, and he didn't work so hard, he kicked off the dagger in the beggar's hand: "Luo Tianbei?".

But then he shook his head again, this beggar has murderous intent

Yes, but unfortunately it's not Luo Tianbei, he may just be really hungry and crazy, that's why he has this crazy move.

Perhaps, this is what Luo Tianbei deliberately tried to confuse his vision.

"Young master, are you alright? Wu Zi hurriedly ran forward and hurriedly ordered the servants around him to pull the beggar away.

"Nothing. Mo Wunian replied lightly, but in fact, he was also secretly observing Wu Zi, and he was sure again that he could not be Luo Tianbei.

Another ten years have passed, and Mo Wunian is still wandering in this city like a lonely ghost, and this city seems to be very big, and it will never end, as if it is boundless.

After a day of nothing, he also walked back to the Mo Mansion, but as soon as he returned, he was escorted to the hall by a group of servants in the mansion.

On the top two chairs sat the elderly Mo Zhishan couple, and the moon on the side had slightly red eyes, as if she had just cried.

"Wunian! you bastard kneel down for me! It's been ten years, and you've just done nothing......" He scolded at Mo Wunian.

Since the passing of the first quarter of the month for ten years, Mo Mansion has never added a new ding, the reason is all on Mo Wunian, he can not be angry, especially for a big family like them, without a second thing, it can become a talking point for laughter and conversation after dinner in the city, how can his old face be hung up!

But Mo Wunian didn't listen to what he said, let alone kneel, he knew that the plan in front of him would not be the real Mo Zhishan, although his father was "stupid" and didn't understand his mind very well, but he would never force him to do what he didn't want to do.

"Don't listen to your father, do you?

"Sir!"

"Dad, the child Daifu Jun promises to add a new Ding to the Mo family this year!"

Mo Zhishan saw that Mo Wunian was still standing straight, and he jumped more and more violently, so that the servant was about to drop the stick on him. Seeing this, Mo Mu and Xianyue hurriedly interceded for him.

Mo Wunian didn't dodge or dodge, so he let the stick fall on his body.

The pain was also very real, and almost three sticks bent his leg off, but even then he didn't pay attention to himself, but carefully looked at the expressions on everyone's faces in Mo Mansion.

Finally, he noticed a fleeting strange smile on Old Liu's face, which was ridicule and mockery, and when he looked at it again, he was the same as usual.

At this point, he also came to a truth, in this world, everyone can be Luo Tianbei, but everyone may not be ......

The conclusion was not accurate, but he probably knew how to crack Luo Tianbei's spell.

Another decade has passed, Mo Zhishan and his wife have passed away one after another, Mo Wunian and Xianyue still have no son, and Xianyue has gladly accepted all this over the years, and the precipitation has become more and more gentle, and everything is for his sake.

But Mo Wunian felt that this kind of string moon was a little similar to what he remembered, because it seemed gentle, but in fact, it still had to be drowned in it, and the anger was still there.

In these years, Mo Wunian no longer goes to the street to be a lonely ghost, but it seems that he is also crazy, and from time to time he will order servants to catch pedestrians on the street and beat them with a stick.

And there are words in his mouth, although the voice is very weak, but after listening to it a lot, he can clearly hear those words - Luo Tianbei.

As a result, there are almost no pedestrians passing by in front of the Mo Mansion, but there will still be people passing by every once in a while, just like today, Mo Wunian moved a chair and was sitting in front of the door.

A child holding a rock sugar gourd was about to pass by, but Mo Wunian only glanced at it and said lightly: "Fifty sticks!"

"This ......" The servants looked at each other, they really felt that their master was crazy, and he was going crazy to a child, so they didn't do anything for a long time.

The child was so frightened that he cried.

But Mo Wunian didn't say a word, took the stick in the servant's hand and slapped it at the child, he was very sure that this was Luo Tianbei, because there would be no playful look in the eyes of an ordinary child, although it appeared very lightly, but he still caught it.

Over the years, he also found that he didn't have to deliberately go to Luo Tianbei, because if Luo Tianbei wanted to kill him, he had to take the initiative to find him.

Cracking this spell, Mo Wunian felt that he had to kill Luo Tianbei, but how to kill him was a difficult problem, as if everyone was his incarnation, he could come to someone at any time, but he would also run away at any time.

Sure enough, just as he dropped the stick, he noticed that the child's eyes had changed, and he took it back again.

"Let's go. He said indifferently to the crowd. According to the past practice, Luo Tianbei should not come to him for a few days in the future, and he will probably feel pain when the stick falls on his body.

Back in the house, Xianyue had a gentle smile on her face, and was walking towards him with a bowl of freshly made bird's nest white fungus soup: "Husband, you're tired." ”。

She smiled really gently, and the more she could do this, the more Mo Wunian deliberately stayed away from her, but today was an exception, she was only a few steps away from him.

"You're the first moon, right? I don't know how you ended up in Luo Tianbei's spell. ”

"Husband, what crazy things are you talking about?"

"Hmm...... Do it. ”

Mo Wunian is really like a madman, his words sound calm, but every sentence is crazy, and he looks at her seriously.

The soup bowl in her hand was slammed to the ground by her.

"Who wants to be married to you!You ruined everything about me, I'm going to kill you!" A pair of gentle eyes were full of anger, and she really looked like the moon in his memory.