different paths

Chapter 22

"That's not necessarily the case." Before Jia Wucha could finish his sentence, Yue Chentan had already bullied him, but the man in black seemed to have expected it, and retreated along the straight roof ridge without any panic.To him, the narrow ridge is like a wide flat land.The bricks and tiles on both sides flew up with the momentum of his sword, and flew towards the two of them with a crackling sound.

Jia Wukai's stature is dexterous, so avoiding bricks and tiles is a trivial matter.It's just that Yue Chentan doesn't have a wheelchair at the moment, so his actions will be affected after all.The light function is a temporary solution, but on the roof where the bricks and tiles are flying, it can't make him dodge the pursuit like an ordinary person.

The man in black seemed to have seen this point, and the raised bricks, as if they had eyes, flew towards Yue Chentan's lower body.There were some stones and gravel mixed in the middle, and they hit the blood sea, ground machine and other acupoints on his legs at a tricky angle.

"Small tricks." Yue Chentan's voice was cold, but Jia Wujue heard a trace of anger from it.

Hearing a crackling sound, Yue Chentan turned around, and the bricks flying towards his legs suddenly collided with each other, breaking into pieces.And he took advantage of the few bricks and tiles still in the air, stepped on one leg, rose into the air, and attacked the man in black.Before Jia Wujue could clearly see the weapon hidden in his wide sleeve, the man in black had drawn his sword. With a sound of "clank", the dragon roared, and an iron fist hit the man in black's face. block.

Didn't even have a weapon?

Jia Wuhai was a little surprised.

The man in black also laughed a few times, the hoarse laughter was full of malice.But soon, he couldn't laugh anymore.

Yue Chentan's fist was blowing so densely that he was trapped within a square inch, unable to move.The bricks and tiles on both sides also flew up and spun with the wind of Yue Chentan's fist, completely surrounding the two of them.

"You think you can beat me like this?" The man in black smiled provocatively, but the sword in his hand didn't stop for a moment.

"You might as well give it a try." Yue Chentan replied calmly, as if it was not him who was punching so fiercely at this moment, who was smearing blood.

"Hahaha——" the man in black laughed wildly, but the sword in his hand suddenly changed. The originally sharp and tricky swordsmanship became smooth and smooth, not like a killer move.

It's just that the bricks and tiles whirling on the side were no longer airtight, and the man in black took advantage of the momentum to retreat, and lightly escaped from the surrounding rubble, and jumped onto another roof.He trampled on the six beasts on the roof, and his black clothes flapped in the wind, so arrogant and arrogant.

"Leave it alone." He said slowly, as if he had waited for Jia Wukai to catch up.

"Since your Excellency has always wanted to hide the martial arts tricks, why did you suddenly expose them?" Yue Chentan didn't chase him, and stood on the cornice, looking at him quietly.

The man in black paused when he heard this, but didn't speak.

"First kill people with the Fuye Panhua Sword, and then use the Taichong Thirteen Styles to fight against the enemy. What do you and your party want?" Yue Chentan's face sank like water, and his words clanged.

There was a flash of light in the eyes of the man in black, and he gave a chuckle with unknown meaning, and immediately disappeared into the night without a trace.Under the clear light, Yue Chentan stood with his hands behind his back, and Yue Zhiyuan looked like a statue.

"I think we should pay another visit to that Daoist Taiyin." Jia Wuhai walked slowly to Yue Chentan's side and said.

Yue Chentan looked at him sideways: "Why?"

"This old man has too many secrets." Jia Wujue squinted at him, "Didn't you hold back and test him?"

Yue Chentan's eyes moved slightly, but he didn't speak.

Jia Wujue chuckled, and patted Yue Chentan's shoulder: "Go down first, it's not good to stand on this roof for a long time, it's too cold to be on a high place."

Jia Wuchai never believed that there are real fools in this world, and those who treat others as fools are often very stupid themselves.He also doesn't think that there are real lunatics in this world. The whole world is turbid and I am alone, and everyone is drunk but I am sober. Who can really understand.A lunatic with profound cultivation like Master Taiyin is probably much more sober than those muddle-headed people in the world.

Going to visit the real person Taiyin again, without the company of Ye Zanghua and Mei Dulin, the whole mountain forest looks more and more lonely and desolate.There are flowers and trees, insects and birds singing, but there is no human voice.

Yue Chentan's steps were not slow, but they were not smooth. Seeing his slightly leaning figure several times, Jia Wuchai wanted to stop him and tell him that he could carry him on his back.But seeing his straight spine and the looming blue veins in his neck, Jia Wuchai swallowed back what he wanted to say.

The two of them finally arrived at that barren place before sunset.In the slanting light, the stone house stood alone, and there was no sound from all around.

"Tell me, why did he insist on making this place bare?" Jia Wuchai stopped walking only a few steps away from the stone house.The "he" in his mouth naturally refers to Daoist Tai Yin.

Yue Chentan glanced at him, and said calmly: "It's pure if you don't see it."

"Oh? Brother Yue must already know what he doesn't want to see."

After getting along with Jia Wujue for some time, Yue Chentan can be considered to understand the other party's temperament.Whenever he called himself "Brother Yue", it was either teasing or implying something, and the latter often meant that he was not in a very good mood at the moment, even though he was smiling.

"Brother Jia probably guessed eighty-nine points." Yue Chentan said in a calm voice, "Otherwise, why didn't he knock on the door for so long."

The two looked at each other silently, as if they were engaged in an invisible competition.In the end, it was Jia Wukai who blinked first, and said, "When did you start getting suspicious?"

Yue Chentan's thin lips parted lightly: "Before Zhang Dahu died, he pointed at the plum tree. There are no blue eyes here. The real Taiyin saw the leaves and went crazy."

Jia Wuhai seemed to have made up his mind to carry this riddle to the end.He walked to the door of the stone house and didn't knock on the door, but turned his head and smiled: "Then let's take a look now, see if the guess is right."

The real Taiyin in the stone house is still sitting on the bare stone slab, but he is no longer mad and manic, but quietly leans against the stone wall behind him, his eyes are closed, and there is a blood hole on his chest, the blood has dried up .

Jia Wuhai squatted in front of Taiyin Daoist's body, pursed his mouth, "I knew my nose would smell right." He touched the edge of the blood hole, and sighed, "But this time, I really mean it. I hope I smelled it wrong."

"The body is in danger, there is birth and old age, there is sickness and death, all sufferings are gathered together, death is born to that, from that to life, there is no need to worry about it." Yue Chentan's voice was calm, like a clear spring hitting a stone, which also made Jia Wu deceive. My heart is slightly cold.

It has long been heard that Buddhist disciples regard separation and extinction as the only way to understand the truth.In their eyes, there is no appearance of self, no appearance of human beings, no appearance of sentient beings, and no appearance of life-span, which is a great achievement.But in Jia Wuju's view, this is nothing but indifference and out of humanity.The reason why people are human is because of emotions, joys, anger, sorrows and joys. If we throw all these away, what is the difference from abandoning being human.There was depression in his heart, but he didn't know why, thinking that in Yue Chentan's eyes, he was just a skin sac full of sufferings, and the depression was even more lingering, and his heart was icy cold.