In the dead of night, Xiu'er quietly walked into the thatched house and stood in front of Xu Ziqian's bed. His legs were broken by a beggar. He was in pain and slept uneasily. Xiu'er used her spiritual power to heal his injuries.
After studying Taoism for hundreds of years, Xiuer transferred spiritual power into his body to form a barrier, and sandwiched a Taoist talisman under his clothes to prevent the black and white impermanence from seducing his soul again.
She can't change his fate, she only hopes to solve her urgent need, and is waiting for the person who can change his fate to come to him
At dawn, Xu Ziqian got up to make breakfast. He was surprised to find that his feet were healed and his body was warm and sunny. It seemed that everything that happened yesterday was just a dream.
Xu Ziqian opened the straw mat and found a lot of silver after using gold to buy medicine. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
The gambler's dad didn't come back all night. Xu Ziqian was afraid that he would find out the money sooner or later, so he kept only a small piece of money and buried the rest in the backyard. He went to the butcher's house to cut some meat and make soup to feed his mother.
Coughing, Mrs. Xu struggled to sit up from the bed, "Son, where did you get the money?"
"Mom, I did some work for someone yesterday. The owner of that house was very nice. He gave you more money when he knew you were sick. I will work hard to pay back the money these days."
Mrs. Xu wiped her tears and said, "My child, it's all my fault that my mother is incapable of making you suffer."
Xu Ziqian smiled, "Mom, I'm not suffering, as long as your illness gets better soon."
After Mrs. Xu drank the medicine, she fell into a deep sleep. Xu Ziqian returned to the room and accidentally saw the exquisite small porcelain bottle placed on the bedside. He couldn't help but think of the girl in green who saved his life holding the porcelain bottle in her hand. Xu Ziqian walked towards the river.
He dug out the phoenix blood bracelet buried in the soil, wiped it clean and placed it in the palm of his hand like a treasure.
He was lying on the grass, and Fu Lan's face appeared in his mind. For some reason, when he saw her for the first time, he felt very familiar, as if he had known her for a long time.
Putting the phoenix blood bracelet on his chest, Xu Ziqian felt a warmth pouring into his heart, a warmth he had never felt before.
There were footsteps behind him. Xu Ziqian quickly put away the bracelet. He looked up and saw that it was the young woman who gave him clothes and gold yesterday. She saluted happily, "Madam, why are you here?"
"I came out for a walk, I didn't expect to meet you here." Xiu'er smiled warmly and reached out to touch Xu Ziqian's head, "Is your mother's illness cured?"
"I used my wife's money to buy medicine for my mother, and she is much better now." Xu Ziqian thanked him again, "Thank you, madam, for your life-saving grace."
"Look at you kid." Xiu'er sat down next to Xu Ziqian, "I bought medicine yesterday and went back, but I didn't find you. Where have you been?"
"I had something to do yesterday, so I'll leave first."
"Really?" Xiu'er asked with a smile, "Who are you with?"
"Sister Fu," Xu Ziqian smiled, "Madam and Sister Fu are both my saviors."
"I brought some food." Xiu'er took out a roast chicken from his sleeve, tore off a chicken wing and handed it to Xu Ziqian, "eat some with me."
Growing up, Xu Ziqian's days of eating meat were numbered. The smell of roasted chicken made him swallow secretly, but he still tore off a small piece and ate it slowly, "Madam, where am I?"
Have you met?"
"Why do you say that?" Xiu'er was startled and forced a smile.
"I always feel that Madam is very kind and treats me like a relative." Xu Ziqian showed a bright smile to Xiu'er, "I am very lucky to meet Madam."
"Then can I come and see you often from now on?"
"Yeah" Xu Ziqian nodded
"By the way, isn't the sister Fu you just mentioned with you?"
"Sister Fu is gone"
The person who can change Yinglong's fate, if she guessed correctly, the sister Fu he mentioned should be a female slave. She asked herself, she really hoped to be a female slave, so the reincarnation of the third brother would be worthwhile. Being able to follow her
The beloved reunites
I wish that they could suffer less between each other and no longer have bad luck playing tricks on people.
Thinking about the book of life and death, it says that Xu Shun was drunk and beat his wife, but was accidentally killed by her, and Xu committed suicide by hanging himself from the beam. Although Xu Ziqian was not dead, Xiu'er was still worried. The third brother's life experience was pitiful enough, and his father, a gambler, was dead.
Ten thousand times is not too much, but if Mrs. Xu dies, who will take care of Xu Ziqian? How will he bear the pain of bereavement?
Xiu'er hesitated again and again, but still couldn't help but try her best to keep a trace of warmth for Xu Ziqian
The sun was about to set, and Mrs. Xu, who was still ill, went out to pick vegetables.
Xiu'er transformed into a slow-moving old woman. She accidentally fell when she passed by. Mrs. Xu helped her up. The old woman on crutches said that her home was far away, and now she fell and couldn't even walk.
After moving, Mrs. Xu hesitated for a long time and agreed to send the old woman home. Unexpectedly, she walked for more than an hour on the not-so-far distance before sending the old woman home. The old woman gave her some broken silver and food in return, but Mrs. Xu refused but had to accept it.
The time of death was staggered over and over again. Xiu'er felt uneasy, but she could only take one step at a time. Zongzi had been watching her closely for the past two days. She couldn't find time to find Fu Lan. Seeing that it was getting late, Xiu'er hurriedly
Go home and cook for Zongzi, and wait until Zongzi is asleep late at night before daring to sneak out
But when she rushed to the village, she found a sea of fire and corpses everywhere.
Xiu'er panicked. She had only been away for a few hours, but she didn't expect that earth-shaking changes would take place. A raging fire broke out in the Xu family's thatched house, and corpses of villagers and martial arts people were found one after another along the way. It seems that there had been an incident here.
The vicious fighting in the rivers and lakes affects innocent villagers
"Zi Qian..." Xiu'er ignored the fire, set up a protective barrier and rushed into the Xu family's house that was on fire, "Xu Zi Qian!!!"
The beams in the house collapsed. Xiu'er searched for Xu Ziqian in the sea of fire, but only found Xu Shun and Xu who were crushed in the sea of fire. Their bodies had been cold and they had been dead for a while.
The Moon Worship Sect has been introduced to China from Persia for more than 200 years. It is called a demon sect by people in the world. The current 15th leader, Fu Leiting, has a vicious style and is incompatible with the decent people in the martial arts world.
Not long ago, the demon sect had a decisive battle with the five major sects of the Jianghu, and finally died at the hands of the five major sects. The leader of the demon sect died. The upright sects of the martial arts teamed up to eradicate the demon sect, and the Moon Worshiping Sect disappeared from the martial arts world.
Xiu'er searched the village for a day and a night without eating or drinking. The Xu family did not find Xu Ziqian's body. There were 215 people in the village. She counted them one by one, but there was always one missing body.
They tried their best to save Xu's life, but in the end, fate was not as good as fate. She and Xu Shun still died, and Xu Ziqian's whereabouts were unknown.
Is he dead or alive?
"Trash!" King Yama slammed the table angrily, "When will Xu Ziqian's soul be seduced? I asked you to seduce the souls of Xu and his wife, but you would have killed the entire village. If the heaven knew about this,
, our heads have to fall to the ground.”
"King of Hell, have mercy on me." Black and White Wuchang plopped down on the ground and couldn't help but cry out for his injustice, "Originally we could have seduced the souls of the Xu couple, but An Xiu'er, the wife of the Corpse King, actually intervened to stop us. We had no choice but to kill the demons."
The leader of the demon sect came to the village and wanted to use their hands to kill Xu and his wife. Unexpectedly, the leader of the demon sect was cruel and killed all the villagers."
"Trash!" The King of Hell smashed the thick book of life and death on the face of Black and White. "Life and death are destined. Now their life and death are all in chaos. If you don't want to find a way to remedy it, don't even want your heads."
"King of Hell, I have a way to bring back those innocent villagers who died tragically. I just wonder if you agree?"
"any solution?"
"They are dead in this life, and it is impossible to resurrect them. It is better to let them travel through time. When they have expired in another world, we will bring their souls back. As long as we keep it secret, the heaven will not know about it.
of"
The King of Hell paused for a moment, stroking his beard and nodded: "Then let them all travel through time. I'll give you three days. If Xu Ziqian's soul can't come back, don't come back either. You'll just be a lonely ghost."
Ten years later, Shaolin Temple
Abbot Wuxu called Jingkong into the Zen room, and took out the Yi Jin Sutra from his sleeve with a stern expression, "Jingkong, I am afraid that I will not be able to escape disaster this time. This Yi Jin Sutra is the treasure of Shaolin Temple.
You must collect it carefully. No matter what happens, you cannot leave it to the people of the Demon Cult. If you do this as a teacher, even if you die, you will have peace of mind."
"Master" Jingkong looked at Abbot Wuxu, but did not reach out to pick up the Yi Jin Jing, "My disciples and Shaolin live or die, and we will never back down."
"Jingkong, you don't know the grievances between the five major sects and the Demon Sect. They came prepared this time. The other four famous sects were all killed by the Demon Sect overnight. Shaolin is afraid that it will not be able to escape the disaster."
Jingkong clasped his hands together and recited the meditation mantra, "Master, I won't leave."
"My teacher asked you to run for your life. There is a natural reason for the leader of the Demon Cult to go crazy while practicing kung fu. Only the Yi Jin Jing can save her life. Otherwise, she will die sooner or later. She is so powerful in martial arts and has a murderous nature. You can bring her with you
The Yi Jin Jing has gone far away. Even if she catches you, you cannot hand over the Yi Jin Jing. Once you hand it over, you will definitely die. If you escape this disaster, take the Yi Jin Jing to Hubei and give it to Abbot Wujing.
, He has his own arrangements, Jingkong, you have a heavy responsibility, you cannot let Shaolin fall into a place of eternal destruction by acting on your temporary anger."
"Master" Jingkong kowtowed to Wuxu with tears in his eyes, "Disciple, please remember the teachings."
"Now the demon world is surrounding Shaolin. There will be a big battle tonight. You take advantage of the chaos and go down the mountain."
Jingkong squeezed the Yi Jin Jing tightly and nodded solemnly.
Abbot Wuxu expected exactly what he expected. The remnants of the demon sect attacked Shaolin in the middle of the night. Even though there were twelve diamonds and eighteen Arhats protecting the temple, Shaolin was still defeated miserably. The remnants were as terrifying as demons. They were a group of walking corpses controlled by others. They had
They were invulnerable with bronze skin and iron bones, and they killed everyone on sight. Thousands of Shaolin brothers were brutally slaughtered, and their blood flowed like rivers.
The leader of the Demon Cult, Fu Lan, stretched out his five sharp claws and dug out Abbot Wuxu's heart. He laughed loudly, "Hahaha... How did my father die that day? I will make you suffer a hundred times a thousand times."
The "leader", a remnant in black clothes, threw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old monk at Fu Lan's feet. "This little bald donkey tried to escape down the mountain, but was caught by his subordinates."
Fu Lan's blood-red eyes full of murderous intent stared at the monk who fell to the ground, and coldly uttered four words, "Kill without mercy!"
"Master, this man is very powerful in martial arts, but he is incompetent." The remnant in black knelt on the ground, "He was specially captured for the Master to deal with." He was obviously a monk with no strength, but there was a strange inner force protecting him.
"Reporting to the leader" a group of believers hurriedly came from all over Shaolin, "My subordinates searched all the places and found no Yi Jin Jing."
Blood-red eyes fell on the little monk on the ground. Fu Lan endured the boiling blood and squatted on the ground, saying with a smile: "Little monk, as long as you tell me where the Yi Jin Jing is hidden, I will spare your life."
"I don't know." Jingkong struggled to sit up, blood pouring out of her mouth, "Even if I knew, I wouldn't tell you murderers."
"Murderer?" Fu Lan felt like he had heard the most ridiculous joke in the world. "Ten years ago, the five major sects killed tens of thousands of people in my sect. Even the old, weak, women and children were not spared. You noble sects can kill people openly and justly."
, and today I was just retaliating with tooth, but I became a murderer?"
With a sneer, his sharp bloody claws were as fast as lightning and he grabbed Jingkong's neck. Fu Lan said with murderous intent: "Little monk, I will give you another chance. As long as you hand over the Yi Jin Jing, I will let you live. You can still live."
You are so young and you definitely don’t want to die. If you cooperate well, I will let you go home and reunite with your parents.”
"Bah..." Jingkong spurted a mouthful of blood on Fu Lan's face, raised her head and glared at Fu Lan hatefully, "If the demon sect hadn't invaded my village ten years ago, my father and mother would never have killed you demon sect.
If you want to seek revenge from Shaolin, more than 200 people in my village died in vain at your hands, shouldn't you die to apologize?"
Fu Lan's beautiful face was stained with blood. She raised her hand and slapped Jingkong hard on the face, "Seeking death!"
Fu Lan's inner strength was so strong that Jingkong spat out a mouthful of blood. He fell heavily to the ground and twitched all over. He struggled to get up and sat cross-legged on the ground. He closed his eyes and clasped his hands together to chant sutras quietly.
Fu Lan felt it was particularly dazzling. He wiped the blood off his face and sneered: "I want to see how hard your bones are. Come on, beat me until he says so!"
The whip struck Jingkong mercilessly, his clothes were torn to pieces and his flesh and blood were torn apart. He gritted his teeth tightly and remained silent, and large beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.
The piercing sound of beatings kept ringing, and Jingkong's skin was torn and bloody, her eyes darkened and she fainted. The palms of the executioner's disciples were sweating, and they did not dare to beat him any more. He looked at Fu Lan hesitantly, "Leader, if you continue to beat her, you will only have to fight."
Afraid he will die.”
"Search the Shaolin Temple again. If you can't find it, burn it. Take him back and lock him in a dungeon. No matter what method you use, you must make him take out the Yi Jin Jing."
The "Yes" cultist retreated with Jingkong who fainted.
How could the Shaolin Temple, which had been built for thousands of years, disappear in the blazing fire overnight?
In the battle with the Shaolin Twelve Vajras and the Eighteen Arhats, Fu Lan's internal strength was exhausted, and the true energy in her body was flowing everywhere. Fu Lan sprayed a mouthful of blood on the curtain. She hurriedly clicked on several major acupuncture points on her body, and sat in meditation for half an hour.
Under the true pressure in the body
She got up, changed her clothes and walked to the dungeon. A foul smell came from the dungeon.
"Ah..." The screams sounded in the dungeon, like the sounds coming from hell.
A bloody monk was chained to the wall with iron hands. The sharp hook penetrated Pipa's collarbone. Blood flowed from his body and pus festered together. The believer took the iron clamp and peeled off ten of his fingernails. "
Tell me, where is the Yi Jin Jing?"
Blood kept pouring out from the corner of Jingkong's mouth, and he kept chanting sutras...
"Stinky monk, seeking death" The cultist picked up a sharp knife and tried to cut his body
Fu Lan walked down the steps and looked coldly at Jingkong, who was looking forward to death, "I know heroes and respect heroes, and I will help you today."
She raised her hand and patted down a stubborn and smelly monk towards Jingkong's Tianling Gai. Even if she chopped him into pieces, he wouldn't say anything.
He slapped Jingkong's head with his palm, and saw a ray of light coming from his body, completely neutralizing Fu Lan's palm power.
Fu Lan was stunned, and after a long while he sneered: "Little monk, you are hiding your secrets."
Jingkong raised her head, looked at Fu Lan, and was stunned for a while before saying: "It's...it's you...Fu...sister..."
Fu Lan was surprised that there was not an inch of intact skin in Jingkong in front of her, but she softened her tone for a moment and asked, "Do you know me?"
"Back then...back then you saved my life and gave me a...phoenix blood bracelet..." Jingkong fainted and her body hung in the air.
Fu Lan looked at Jingkong quietly, and after a long time said to his subordinates: "Send him to my room and ask the best doctor to treat him."
The believer was shocked, but still respectfully said: "Yes"
Jingkong was unconscious for three days and three nights before she woke up. Her whole body was wrapped into a cocoon with straps.
Feeling as sad as a knife stabbing her body, Jingkong looked at the unfamiliar room. When she saw it was a woman's boudoir, she couldn't help but feel embarrassed. She silently recited in her heart: Amitabha, sin, sin, sin.
"Are you awake?" Fu Lan sat down on the edge of the bed and looked at Jingkong quietly, "You are Xu Ziqian, right?"
Jingkong nodded, feeling mixed emotions in his heart. He didn't expect that the person who saved his life back then was actually the daughter of his enemy. She saved his life, but his parents were killed by her father himself.
His benefactor for ten years turned out to be his enemy
"Do you hate me very much?" Fu Lan smiled bitterly: "If you hate me, then who should I hate?"
Xu Ziqian turned away and remained silent.
"It has been more than two hundred years since the Moon Worship Cult was introduced to the Middle Earth, but it has been squeezed out by the martial arts community in Central Earth. They demonized us and forced us to lose our foothold. My father's lifelong wish is to carry forward the Moon Worship Cult.
We asked the five sects to recognize us, but as they saw us getting stronger day by day, they sent spies with evil intentions to sneak into our sect and poison my father's food, causing my father to go crazy. On that day, the five sects attacked the Moon Worship Sect.
, If it weren’t for the members of the cult who risked their lives to protect me from the siege, I would have died ten years ago. If it weren’t for them, my father would not have gone crazy, nor would he have accidentally killed your parents. Xu Ziqian, in terms of cause and effect, the death of your parents
, is caused by the five major sects and has nothing to do with the Moon Worship Sect."
Xu Ziqian remained silent
Fu Lan sighed quietly, "Think about it yourself."
Xu Ziqian stayed in bed for half a month, and finally he could barely get out of bed and walk around. Fu Lan had always taken good care of him, doing everything by himself, no matter how small it was.
She supported him to bask in the sun outside the house. It was a bit cool. She put her cloak on him, "Xu Ziqian, actually ten years ago... I went back to find you, but you were not here..."
"That night, my mother stuffed me in the closet, and I was able to escape. Later, Abbot Wuxu found me, and he took me back to the Shaolin Temple and raised me." Xu Ziqian was heartbroken when he mentioned the unbearable past.
heavy
"Zi Qian" Fu Lan quietly held his hand, "My father killed your parents, but he also died at the hands of the five major sects. Let's not pursue this debt anymore, okay? We have both lost our parents.
Let the grudges of the previous generation go away. Since you call me sister, I will take care of you from now on and we will live like a family. What do you think?"
Xu Ziqian withdrew his hand and said, "Donor Fu, men and women cannot be intimate with each other."
Fu Lan's face is full of black lines
"The Buddha said that I didn't need to investigate what happened ten years ago when I laid down my butcher's knife and became a Buddha immediately. However, thousands of lives in the Shaolin Temple died at the hands of Donor Fu. I'm afraid even the Buddha will not be able to forgive you for such a sin."
Fu Lan lost his smile and immediately broke his face, "Buddha is a piece of shit. I don't need his forgiveness. To forgive is also to forgive the bloody things that the Five Great Party did to my teacher. Xu Ziqian, if I hadn't saved you back then, how could you still be here today?"
Are you telling me these truths here? I am showing mercy to you now because it is true that your parents died in my father's hands that day, otherwise I would have sent you to see the King of Hell."
Fu Lan took out a dagger from his sleeve and handed it directly to Xu Ziqian, "If you want to avenge those bald donkeys, I will give you a chance."
"Amitabha," Xu Ziqian sighed quietly, but did not reach out to take the dagger, "When will the injustice be repaid? Only you can wash away the sins in donor Fu's heart."
"Haha..." Xu Ziqian couldn't help but laugh and said: "Xu Ziqian, I think you have not yet reached the end of your life. You have been a monk for ten years and you can even contradict yourself in your words."
Is your heart still full? Xu Ziqian closed his eyes, stopped talking, and silently recited the meditation mantra in his heart.
After recovering from his injury for a month, Xu Ziqian was almost healed. Seeing that Fu Lan was taking care of him as usual and had no intention of killing, he asked to take his leave.
Fu Lan did not refuse, but just kept him for one night, saying that he would be sent down the mountain tomorrow. Unexpectedly, Fu Lan injured his muscles and veins during the exercise that night and vomited blood. Even the doctor was helpless. The deputy leader led a group of believers to take Xu Ziqian to Fu Lan.
Lan's room, "Hurry up and hand over the Yi Jin Jing, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"
Seeing that Fu Lan's life was hanging by a thread, Xu Ziqian was struggling in his heart. He couldn't help but think of the Shaolin Temple where there was a river of blood, and what Abbot Wuxu said before he died. He bowed his head and said nothing.
He doesn't want her to die, but...
The deputy leader grabbed Xu Ziqian's neck with one hand and threatened fiercely: "If you don't take it out, I will send you to see the King of Hell."
“I don’t know where the Yi Jin Jing is”
The deputy leader pulled out a knife and stabbed Xu Ziqian in the chest, "You are such a wolf-hearted person, if the leader hadn't spared your life, you would have died long ago."
"Stop," Fu Lan stopped and said, "You guys, step back."
"Leader..." The believers hesitated to speak and stared at Xu Ziqian murderously.
"Stand back, you can't come in without my order."
The deputy leader and the disciples retreated in dismay. Fu Lan coughed uncomfortably and waved to Xu Ziqian, "Come here."
Xu Ziqian moved forward and helped her sit up from the bed. Fu Lan, who was pale and bloodless, leaned on his shoulder, "Zi Qian, I'm so cold, please hug me."
Xu Ziqian hesitated for a long time, then reached out and held Fu Lan in his arms
Fu Lan panted uncomfortably and showed a bleak smile, "Zi... Ziqian, do you think we have met in the past life? Every time I see you, my heart always hurts and I can't breathe because of the pain. It's like
It’s like parting and death, but you hold me like this, and I feel very warm. I’ve grown up so fast, and you are the first man to hold me. I feel... very happy. I wish I could last a lifetime.”
With a stunned hand, he slowly hugged Fu Lan tightly. Xu Ziqian held her cold hand and said, "I feel the same way. It's like we have known each other for a long time. In the past ten years, I always dream and see you in my dreams."
"So..." Fu Lan forced a smile, "You recognized me the first time you saw me?"
Xu Ziqian nodded
"How wonderful it would be if there was no hatred between us." Fu Lan snuggled into Xu Ziqian's arms, "You don't blame me, I don't hate you. Who would have expected that it was fate that made Zi Qian me alone in this life?"
, you don’t know how scared I am, after I die, you will go to my grave every year and burn incense, okay?”
"Sister Fu, you won't die"
"In order to take revenge, I practiced evil skills. Now that my wish has been fulfilled, I'm afraid I won't live for a few more days."
"Actually...actually..." Xu Ziqian hesitated, and then said after a while: "I really don't know where the Yi Jin Jing is, but I once took a peek and only remembered a small section. You can try it first and see if you can
Can’t live longer..."
"Really?" Fu Lan looked at Xu Ziqian with tears in her eyes, "Don't you hate me?"
"You once saved my life. You are my only relative in the world. I don't want you to die."
Fu Lan lay quietly in his arms, "Zi Qian, I have lived with a blood feud for ten years. I believe you also feel the pain. In fact, I don't want to live like this. If I can survive, let's put down the hatred together and start over.
OK?"
Xu Ziqian nodded, took a pen and paper and silently wrote out one-third of the Yi Jin Jing for her, "That's all I can remember."
"Zi Qian, I'm very scared." Fu Lan held Xu Ziqian's hand, "Can you please just stay with me for a few more days?"
"Xu Ziqian nodded, "I will stay with you. You have a good rest. I will go back to the room first."
Xu Ziqian covered her with a silk quilt and turned to leave the room.
Fu Lan sat up from the bed. The warmth in his eyes suddenly disappeared, and he returned to his usual indifference.