Chapter 619: Peeling the skin off and replacing the bones
Bailian said honestly: "Miss Yin, you are a person who must take revenge."
Yin Baishuang sneered, with a smile mixed with A bit of cold malice: "If he died like this, wouldn't it be too easy for him? I have been alone and wandered around the world for two hundred years. I know that in this vague three-thousand-year world, I have no peace of mind. I feel this pain. How can he, Meng Zifei, die peacefully?"
The vague skylight falling through the sky. , Balian clearly saw the unforgettable despair in her eyes, and those eyes that were so clear that they seemed to be unable to tell the difference between the night and the day.
“If he were an absolute evil person, it would be easy and clean to kill him with one knife. But it’s a pity that he is not. Meng Zifei was the same person in the past. He wanted to be a gentleman, but he was too selfish and wanted to be a villain. The obsession is too deep. In the final analysis, he is just an ordinary person with evil roots and good intentions.”
"When a person dies, he forgets everything. He completely forgets Shang Ying. He will let go of his guilt, regret, love and longing for Shang Ying with his death. But where in the world can What a relief."
Yin Baishuang's remarks may seem unreasonable, but they also contain a strong and genuine desire for revenge and hatred.
But from what Bai Lian heard, it seemed that the person she was retaliating against and torturing was not Meng Zifei, but more like herself.
Bailian muttered: "Perhaps as the girl said, Mencius is by no means a morally evil person, but when I look at this person, he is far from being as simple as he seems on the surface."
Yin Baishuang saw through his thoughts at a glance and said: "So when the stone demon was in trouble, you deliberately did not come to rescue him?"
Bailian said: "I can't see through Meng Zifei's intention of appearing in Baiqiu Mountain."
Yin Baishuang snorted coldly and said: "He didn't say that he was abandoned and humiliated by the demons, so he was thrown here. "
"Miss Yin doesn't believe what he said, so why do you think I will?"
Bailian couldn't help laughing: " Meng Zifei is definitely not like Jiang Shaoyu. His scheming is not under Zang Xin. Before he decides to cooperate with Zian Xin, he cannot not prepare an escape route for himself and let others use it and then throw it away. Therefore, Mencius is not like this. The purpose of Fan falling into the slave camp is not simple."
Bailian analyzed all the crisscrossing lines in an orderly and clear manner.
Yin Baishuang stared at him for a long time, not knowing who she wanted to find in his eyes. After a long time, she said: "That's right, no matter how careless a person is, he will not involve his disciple who has no spiritual power in this way." Deeply."
Bailian smiled and said: "That's not entirely true. Maybe Meng Zifei himself has never thought about it. At the critical moment of life and death, Miss Xiaolan did not choose to abandon it, even if she had no cultivation. for, even Knowing that staying is a dead end."
Yin Baishuang frowned and thought for a moment: "You are saying that Meng Zifei, who should have thought carefully, made a mistake with that little girl."
< br>Bailian said: "Miss Yin, do you know that the people who live deep in the city are most afraid of them?"
Yin Baishuang was awakened by his words: "People with sincere thoughts."
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The scheming people in the city will never be afraid of their own kind, because they will treat them as a game where they meet their opponents.
On the contrary, some people with an innocent heart can always catch the player off guard and make a wrong move.
Bailian said: "Although Miss Xiaolan was born in the countryside, as a sacrificial girl who believes in the gods in the mountains, she has her own beliefs and beliefs.
Mencius did not accept a disciple. No matter how she wanted to become a disciple, she was sincere in her apprenticeship. When we met in Xianling City, I could see that although Meng Zifei could not change the reality that she had no spiritual roots,
but along the way, he also taught her all kinds of Taoist techniques and helped her. When subduing the demon, he also protected her very well
Perhaps in Meng Zifei's eyes, these are his most basic etiquette and responsibilities, but for Miss Xiaolan, they truly believe in the old saying, 'Once a teacher, always a father'. ”
So, it’s not that Meng Zifei has no plans for Chen Xiaolan, it’s just that in his understanding, the master-disciple relationship that has only known each other for less than a year is far from enough to make someone commit life or death.
He wondered how a human girl could have the courage to continue stalking such a cruel and cold-blooded demon like Zhan Xin.
Both Zian Xin and Meng Zifei got together for profit. Chen Xiaolan's actions may have been an accident, and Meng Zifei's weakness was accidentally handed over to Zian Xin's hands.
It is estimated that this is one of the important reasons why Meng Zifei has been unable to perform his duties after entering the war slave camp
Although Meng Zifei seemed to be a humble man, he was definitely not a weak person in his heart. If Chen Xiaolan hadn't been trapped in a beast cage, how could he be willing to let the slave chain humiliatingly restrain him for such a long time.
Today, Chen Xiaolan has been rescued by him, and Meng Zifei, who has been peaceful for a long time, must have made some moves of his own.
Bailian is very curious, what is Meng Zifei’s purpose?
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In Tiangan Mountain, the mountain roads are rugged, slippery and foggy. As Ning Feiyan expected, the number of demon generals searching in the mountain was greatly reduced.
She and Su Jing found Wen Hanwei and others without much effort.
The three of them all suffered some serious injuries, and among them, Wen Hanwei's injury was the most troublesome.
It’s not that the injury was serious. When Ning Feiyan checked her injuries, she didn’t find many external injuries. On the contrary, her consciousness was severely damaged, so that in the past few days, she had frequently Falling into a coma.
Fortunately, Ning Feiyan is good at the art of voodoo. She raises many kinds of magic butterflies, including some strange butterflies that are used to repair spiritual consciousness.
While treating Wen Hanwei's injuries, Ning Feiyan felt a little strange.
She remembered that in Tiangan Mountain, there were very few demons that could hurt people's consciousness.
So, what exactly did we encounter in the Taixuan Nine Classics?
Among the three of them, why was she the only one whose consciousness was injured and eaten away?
Although Ning Feiyan was full of questions, she did not ask any more questions in the cave. After she checked Wen Hanwei's pulse, she saw that Wen Hanwei's breath was gradually stabilizing, and she was afraid that it would not be long before she would wake up.
Her heart suddenly moved, she turned to Ye Lian and said: "Although the cave is spacious, the demons in the mountain can still capture the smell of blood on your body. I have to trouble Miss Ye to go with me to the mountain to find bamboo grass that can hide the smell. , burn it in the cave, so that those The demon's nose is hard to tell."
Ye Liang did not object to this suggestion. He was about to get up and leave with her, but was held by Jia Chen beside her: "You are injured, I will go for you. ? ”
The wind blows on the barren mountains, and the silence shines coldly.
Weeds grow wildly in the ownerless empty mountains. Countless deformed root vines are coiled under the towering endless ancient trees. The mountain paths that are almost covered by wild plants are covered with moss and moss. From time to time, you can see the desolate scenery. Colorful venomous snakes and insects crawl through the deserted grass.
Kachen's snow-white cassock seemed a bit out of place in this evil night world filled with cold fog and fog.
His whole body seemed to be exuding an extremely peaceful and tranquil aura, so that the insects, poisonous snakes and snakes around him did not dare to get close at will. He followed Ning Feiyan, carefully distinguishing the bamboo grass among the weeds.
Ning Feiyan glanced at him from the corner of her eye and said, "My little master's clothes are really clean after being washed."
Jia Chen was entangled in a cluster of thick vines. He went down and found two bamboo grasses. After sniffing them twice, he carefully wrapped the two grasses and hid them in his sleeves.
The monk raised his eyebrows and smiled, and said: "A-Lian doesn't like blood. His body was stained with blood a few days ago. If he doesn't wash it off, I'm afraid A-Lian won't be happy."
Ning Feiyan didn't seem to be here to look for bamboo grass to cover her. After walking for two sections, she found a comfortable position and leaned lazily under a tree. She looked at Jia Chen casually.
This monk has a good nose and eyes, and he looks really good. Standing there at night, he looks very much like the immortal characters written by poets and scholars in the book of human stories.
A long figure stretches out in the surrounding fields, peerlessly dark and elegant.
This is probably a high-quality bone that has been raised since childhood. It is no wonder that Ye Liang can take such pains to take care of it like a treasure.
If it were in the past, Ning Feiyan would inevitably get into a verbal entanglement when meeting a person with such status and appearance.
Now I don't know whether this monk's temperament is too abstinent, or whether his appearance is too male-female. His face clearly looks flawless, but it is hard for Ning Feiyan to see it no matter how he looks at it.
Looking at it like this, Ning Feiyan couldn't help but picture that stupid cat's face in her mind. After comparing the two, she suddenly felt that that guy was more handsome.
After being looked at so rudely and rudely for a long time, Jia Chen was very well-mannered and did not show any disrespect on his face: "Did the girl deliberately lure the young monk out tonight?"
Ning Fei Yanbin I don’t deny it: “I’m very curious about what kind of monk he is who can actually let his disciples "Tang Taixuan Jiujing, I will not hesitate to break into the demon world to save you despite disobeying the order."
Jiachen's eyebrows were lowered, and his expression looked inexplicably cold: "The young monk is also curious about the girl." I am very curious, what kind of monk am I..."
After hearing this, Ning Feiyan was startled for a moment, and then she smiled and said: "Actually, I don't care whether you people are injured or dead. It's just that before I came to Tiangan Mountain, I promised a person to come here to take your life. "
There was no fear or anger on Kachen's face. He analyzed calmly: "Girl, I am the fourth of the Demon River. If you want to kill me, no one can stop me in this mountain. ”
Ning Fei Yan looked at him deeply, smiled suddenly, and said: "You are a monk, it is quite interesting to be a monk."
Although Ning Feiyan was smiling, Jiachen really felt her He sighed melancholy and said, "Little monk, can I ask why he killed someone?"
Jiachen did not reveal who asked her to kill him. Obviously, Already knew who that person was.
Ning Fei turned away from the ancient tree behind the smoke. On the treetops, purple butterfly wings could be seen fluttering like a demon. She came slowly, with a hint of teasing in her smile: "I will kill you, and after you die, I will kill you again." Peel off your skin bit by bit and put it on He put it on, tell me, what was his purpose of killing?"
Jiachen was silent for a while, seemingly absent-minded. After gently turning the beads twice with his fingers, he took them out of his sleeves again. Carry a raft and charcoal pencils with you.
Seeing him pick up the pen, Ning Feiyan couldn't help but curiously asked: "What are you doing?"
Jia Chen said: "Write down some of the little monk's daily habits, like this It’s better to ask him to act more like him. Don’t let A Lian see it easily, otherwise she will be sad.”
She didn’t even resist?
The smile on Ning Feiyan's face got even bigger: "It's getting late, so why bother? He and you were born on Nanze Mountain since childhood, and the two of them have been together day and night. I don't think Ye Lian understands you as well as he does." Habits.”
Jiachen was stunned for a long time, Wuyan put down the pen and paper, and chuckled: "If the girl doesn't mention this, the young monk will almost forget that there is still such a period of time."
The Cold Blade Demon Sword Breaks the Dark And when it comes, tap gently on Jia In Chen's heart, Ning Feiyan asked: "You really don't want to struggle hard?"
Jia Chen slowly exhaled and said: "It was because of my carelessness that she fell to this point. Although I am very reluctant, I have to admit that I can't protect her right now, but Su Xi can do it."
Ning Feiyan was quite surprised that his calm attitude was different from Su Xi's. Forming a complete contrast.
Su Xi grew into hatred out of love, but this monk was able to become perfect out of love.
I am afraid that it is precisely because of this that it is difficult for Su Xi to become Ye Liang's companion.
“Don’t worry, if Ye Liang learns the truth in the future, will he be in great pain?”
Jiachen smiled and said: “A fish will die if it loses water, and a fish will remain water if it loses water. Yeah."
Ning Feiyan raised her eyebrows slightly: "There's really nothing to say."
The demon knife in his hand seemed to be delivered casually, bringing out a thin red blood, penetrating from the chest to the back, and the warm blood splashed down among the dead leaves.
Ning Feiyan struck quickly and did not deliberately torture, but Jiachen still felt a bit of pain and couldn't help but frown. The look in his clear jade eyes became a little bit slack. Then it was quickly covered with an unknown layer of death.
A pair of eyes became extremely dark in the night, sinking as if they could swallow up all life.
He rested his knees on the thick fallen leaves in the forest, grinding out a crisp and broken sound. As Ning Feiyan drew the knife indifferently, he leaned forward, fell down, and never appeared again. Can get up.
Ning Feiyan slowly put away the demon knife, took out a thinner and smaller cicada-wing-like blade from the Qiankun bag, and said in great distress: "I am good at killing people, but The skill of peeling skin and replacing it is far inferior to that of Si Kong.”
The moonlight was as bright as ashes, the blood was scarlet, and the sky and the earth were filled with sadness.
Ning Feiyan turned the blood-stained thin silver blade in her hand. In the pile of fallen leaves at her feet, Jiachen’s body was no longer there. There was only a trace of frost-like blood clinging to the remaining leaves. The words are desolate.
Her eyes suddenly moved, and she bent down to pick up the two blood-stained bamboo grasses next to the pile of fallen leaves. She sighed and said, "The little monk seems to be more obedient than Su Xi, so he died like this." It’s a pity.”
But it’s a pity that such a sincere and kind Buddha cannot be used by her.
After putting away the bamboo grass and about to return to the cave, Ning Feiyan just stood up and straightened her body. Deep in the mountain forest, in the clear moonlight slanting, at some point, a clear and slender line appeared. figure.
Ning Feiyan's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a hint of dangerous coldness that could not be detected.
(End of this chapter)