"This is the Xuanyin lamp they are looking for, but unfortunately you killed that demon monk, and I still have a lot to ask him. The painting sighed as if regretful.

Shuyi said disapprovingly while tying the lotus root, "His skills are unfathomable, if it weren't for you and this king, if you don't seize that moment of opportunity to kill him, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get out tonight." ”

"It's because of his unfathomable and unknown origin that I have enough curiosity about him, who could it be......?

Huaxin said slowly, frowning, a huge uneasiness swelled in her heart, she faintly felt that this demon monk might be just the beginning, the dark power that had been waiting for 180,000 years finally began to move, the sky was going to turn upside down, and the sky was going to change color after all......

Shuyi looked at her little face wrinkled, and sighed, "Kill it, kill it, it's already broken into slag, it's useless to think about it." Next time...... Next time, this king will definitely catch you alive. ”

Painting the heart, "......" she doesn't want to have a next time.

Both of them fell silent, and Shuyi had the rare patience to work in the lotus root pile like a farmer, surrounded by a group of grinning imps who wanted to eat him alive.

And the so-called more important thing of painting the heart is to carry a hidden lamp, chanting strange spells, and falling on Shuyi's shoulders when he reads it.

Although the spell stopped, Shuyi found that the little ghosts around him were much quieter and gentler, and one after another of black gas was sucked into the Xuanyin lamp, not only in this deserted temple, but also in the wilderness.

A small lamp seems to be able to absorb the demonic obstacles and turbidity in the sky. Shuyi had to be surprised, the demon monk said that this was a monster, but he felt that this monster was doing good deeds in the pure world, just like a painting heart, although he saw her demonized with his own eyes, but he did not do any evil things.

Is the devil really evil?

For the first time, such doubts arose in Shuyi's heart.

There is a legend of the war between gods and demons in the first year of Xuanzhi, but no one has ever investigated whether the war that almost destroyed the world was right or wrong.

For hundreds of thousands of years, the world has not seen demons, but they all tacitly believe that demons are evil and should be killed!

After Shuyi finished the lotus root man, it was already late at night, and he woke up in a daze, and recited a spell to remove all the demonic energy from those unjust souls.

After taking back the Xuanyin lamp, Huaxin rubbed his eyebrows tiredly, "Idiot, after you go back, you will issue a royal order to divide Lishui out of the city, seal it as Licheng, and send some people to guard the city gate. ”

Shuyi understands the meaning of painting the heart, the city is a famous city of cultivation, and the secret of the Lishui lotus root will be discovered sooner or later, she wants to protect the safety of this strange city, but he has always been more far-sighted than the painting heart.

He smiled and said, "A dead street is suddenly blocked, which may arouse suspicion and criticism, so it is better for this king to directly ask for this street and circle it as the king's private land." ”

Huaxin nodded in agreement, but was puzzled, "Then how do the people in this explain it?"

Shuyi casually fiddled with his masterpiece, and said, "It's just that it's a private soldier raised by this king, and anyone else dares to question it?"

Huaxin raised her eyes and glanced at him, and she immediately had an epiphany, and couldn't help but secretly sneer: What a belly, calculated, the idea of the dead is also beaten, and even the ghost refuses to let go!