Bai Ying'er briefly treated the wound and said, "That Wu Han said that Bao Jianye gave people five bodies to split the body, and the murderer is me, this thing is too weird!"

Xiyun suddenly understood, but his face turned even paler, "It's me, it's me, Hao Tonghai's target is me, Lao Hei's target is also me, and the master and senior brother were killed by me." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Everyone didn't expect him to get into this bull's horn, Qingliu saw his sad appearance, his heart was very uncomfortable, and he persuaded: "Senior brother, it is useless for you to blame yourself like this......

"...... benefits?" Xiyun chuckled bitterly, "What benefits do you want? What benefits do you want to find out the real culprit? What can you recover from killing the real culprit......?" ”

Qingliu and the three of them looked at each other, not knowing what the situation was with Xiyun, his wooden appearance had never been seen before.

Liu sighed slightly today, and at this time, he hoped that Xiyun would kill people, and it would be better to kill people than to be stupid like this.

Xiyun suddenly picked up the body of the old Zen master, Liu Jin's three of them frowned slightly, and Qingliu shouted suspiciously, "Senior brother, ......?"

At the moment when everyone couldn't react, Xiyun's body moved, and he suddenly rose into the air and fell into the fire.

Everyone exclaimed, Qingliu wanted to chase after him, but was stopped by Bai Ying'er in time.

A figure rushed away in the fire, full of flames, naturally Xiyun, he seemed to be unconscious, did not know the pain of the fire, ran towards everyone, the flames dragged behind him, in the blink of an eye, picked up the monk Huiru, and threw himself into the sea of fire again.

Qingliu and the three of them were all stunned by his actions, and they had just snatched the body out of the fire, which would be sent in again.

When Xiyun reappeared, the clothes on his body were almost burned out, and his skin was burned extensively, Qingliu took off his monk's robe to extinguish the flames on his body, and pieces of skin and flesh fell off, Qingliu's eyes were full of tears, and he didn't dare to exert himself, but Xiyun was unconscious. He knelt in front of the fire, his eyes showed a little sadness, and he said in a low voice: "Master, senior brother, go ahead, I hope you have transcended the suffering of samsara." ”

Qingliu also knelt down against the fire, bowed three times, looked at Xiyun with regret, and said, "Let's go down the mountain, your injury ......"

"I'm fine, I'm ...... I don't want to go down the mountain for a while. ”

Liu Jinjin and Bai Ying'er looked at his face and the skin exposed outside his clothes, how could he be okay? The skin and flesh on his face were also burned by the fire, and he looked very terrifying.

Bai Ying'er said: "Xiyun, I know the pain of losing the person closest to me, but the dead are gone, you don't want to hurt yourself, and your master and senior brother don't want to ......."

Xiyun shook his head lightly and said, "I didn't hurt myself. He sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and looked very calm. But the flesh on his face, hands, and feet hurt when others looked at him.

The three of them looked at each other, and they didn't know what to do, who would dare to touch him with a body like him? But he really didn't seem to feel pain, and his expression didn't show any of it.

Liu took a breath today and said, "Xiyun, you won the battle between you and me." If I don't die, I'll come to you again, and I won't lose a second time. ”

Xiyun opened his eyes, but didn't turn his head to look at him, just said lightly: "You didn't lose, and I didn't win either." ”

Liu wanted to use this to stimulate his fighting spirit today, but when he heard this, he had to smile bitterly at Qingliu and go. He had a good reason to admit defeat, because Xiyun had left Zizhu behind, and he still couldn't win, and if it weren't for the Kuji Temple, they would have been deadlocked for a long time, but he knew that he would lose in the end. However, what he lost was not swordsmanship, he believed that every battle was a baptism for him, and the sword in his hand was also a baptism, it would become stronger and stronger, and eventually this originally ordinary sword would shine brightly, and it would become a famous sword in the future.

Qingliu glanced at Liu's back today, then looked at Xiyun, and said hesitantly: "We, don't we look for Lao Hei? It is very likely that he was the one who killed the master and the senior brother." He didn't want to mention this matter because it was too dangerous, but Xiyun's current state made him feel even worse, so he would rather take the risk against a master like Shang Hei or Hao Tonghai.

Xiyun was still faint, "Maybe he did it, and it was me who caused the cause, and in the final analysis, everything is karma from the past, and the test of the Buddha is not easy to pass." ”

Qingliu looked at him puzzled, stunned.

Bai Ying'er hesitated for a moment and said, "I'm going down the mountain to find out what the hell is going on." ”

Xiyun didn't stop it, and said silently in his heart: "What about finding out." ”

Seeing that he didn't speak, Bai Ying'er nodded slightly to Qingliu and went down the mountain.

Qingliu sighed, not knowing how to do it.

Xiyun said: "If you have anything you want to do and do it, just go, you don't have to stay here." ”

Qingliu Deng's eyes widened, and Huiru had said something like this last night.

"You don't have to worry about me, I promised Master and Senior Brother that they would come back to sweep the floor, and I will clean up this place. ”

Qingliu said in disbelief: "You, you're driving me away." ”

"Hmm? It's okay to say that it's okay to hurry, I lied to you in the first place, but in fact, there are thousands of Buddhist disciples, and how many of them can understand reincarnation? If you and Lin Qing have not had a fate, they will always meet in the next life, and if the fate has passed, it is not beneficial to cultivate the Dharma. That's it, it's not beneficial to practice the Dharma or not. Xiyun spoke softly in an unwavering tone, and Mu Ran's expression showed a bit of sarcasm when he mentioned "benefits".

Qingliu said in a deep voice: "I'm not leaving." If you don't go, I won't go. ”

“...... That's up to you. Xiyun groaned for a moment, closed his eyes again, the light of the fire reflected on him, his terrifying face seemed very calm, and the scorching breath of the fire seemed to have no effect on him.

In the middle of the night, it rained sparsely, the rain became heavier and heavier, Qingliu looked left and right, there was nowhere to hide from the rain, and asked Xiyun to go, but Xiyun did not move, so he had to cut some pine branches, and reluctantly built a "canopy" for him, and then built another one himself, and stayed by the side.

It was a cool night.

The fire burned until dawn, leaving only the charred ruins of Kuji Temple, the verdant longan trees also burned down, and the remaining two-foot-high wooden stakes stood in the scorched earth.

The rain was not light, Xiyun stepped barefoot into the ruins, Qingliu thought that he was going to collect the ashes of his master and senior brother and go with him.

Xiyun Mumu looked at a place, Qingliu remembered that it was the place where the master and senior brother often sit, and suddenly his expression moved, and under the rain, a little yellow light in the ashes was revealed, he squatted down, swept away with his hand, and picked up two small balls with the thickness of Huang Mangmang's fingers.

Xiyun said: "It is the relics of the master and senior brother who passed away." ”

Qingliu handed them to Xiyun, who hesitated for a moment before taking them, and then dug a small hole under the root of the longan tree and buried the two relics in it.

The relics are extremely precious, and only the cremation of the body of a high monk can be generated, and these two relics should be of great significance to Xiyun, so Qingliu saw him do this, and he was a little sad in doubt.

Xiyun looked at the small ditch washed by the rain and the stone steps leading to the mountain gate, and muttered, "It's the same up and down the mountain. With a broom, he swept the rest of the ashes into the rainwater and washed them away with the ashes of the unknown person.

Qingliu was even more shocked at this time, what the hell was the senior brother thinking? He actually mixed the ashes of the master and the senior brother with those rabble.

Xiyun seemed to understand what Qingliu was thinking, nodded at him, and said, "It's all the same." ”

Qingliu looked at him worriedly, what is it?

The heavy rain fell for three days, washing away all the ashes of Kuji Temple, but it was clean, leaving only some charred bricks and stones and beams.

Xiyun didn't eat anything for three days, just sat next to the root of the longan tree, closed his eyes, did not move, and looked like he was in retreat.

Qingliu was very worried, and when he came back from picking some wild fruits, he almost wanted to stuff them into his mouth.

In the early morning of this day, the sound of "chirping" birdsong made Xiyun open his eyes, and three small birds with green feathers landed on the root of the longan tree, as if looking for something, jumping to this side for a while, jumping to that side for a while, and jumping to Xiyun's shoulders and legs, unaware that it was a living person under his feet.

A shallow smile appeared at the corner of Xiyun's mouth, and the little bird seemed to notice it, tilted its head to look up at him, and made contact with the soft light in his eyes, "chirp", and flew in front of him.

Qingliu opened his eyes in a daze, and saw a bright smile on Xiyun's face covered with burn scars, his eyes couldn't help but widen, he was overjoyed, and said hurriedly: "Senior brother, you eat something." He had only one thought in his head, and without even seeing the bird, he ran over with a few wild fruits.

The three birds were frightened and flew away, Xiyun looked up at them, Qingliu found that when he saw the birds flying away, Xiyun's smile slowly disappeared, and Qingliu was suddenly stunned there, at a loss.

Xiyun glanced at Qingliu blankly, Qingliu's heart was cold, his eyes didn't seem to know himself, his eyes seemed to be as deep as the vast universe, and like an empty nothing.

Suddenly, he nodded, picked up a wild pear and put it in his mouth, Qingliu immediately laughed stupidly, tears almost ran out of his eyes, his feet stepped on his steps, he wanted to turn around without turning around, and several ideas appeared in his mind at once, and he didn't know which one to do first. "You, you, you wait, I'll find you something to eat. "Finally picked one.

Qingliu smirked and went, and came back happily, only to find that there was no stream cloud next to the root of the longan tree, and the wild fruit was scattered on the ground, he exclaimed in horror, and called out from all sides, "Xiyun...... Brother...... Xiyun ......"

The shouts resounded through the mountains, but no one answered. Qingliu circled around and returned to the ruins of the fire, frightened and frightened, I don't know if Xiyun left by himself, or if he called the master who killed the master and Huiru senior brother to arrest him.

Qingliu looked around, suddenly heard a "click", hurriedly turned his head to look, a black bamboo inserted in the scorched earth next to the root of the longan tree, just now in a hurry, he didn't see it, then the black bamboo suddenly broke, he realized.

The black bamboo is broken, nine sections, and it seems that each section is naturally detached, not violently interrupted, Qingliu picked up the black bamboo, and for a while the six gods were ownerless, and they were at a loss.

"Trembling" wind sounded, someone flew quickly, Qingliu's eyes sank, his face showed anger, the seven-star flute started, turned his head to look, and contemplated. (To be continued.) )