final catastrophe

Chapter 312. Killing Demons With Demons

With Xia Ji flicking the saber for the third time.

All kinds of illusions suddenly appeared, and Li Wuhuan felt that there was no longer a mountain top in front of him, nor was it surrounded by clouds and mist.

It was a small village, a very ordinary village.

There is a big banyan tree at the entrance of the village, and inside are three smooth black stones to sit on, which can be used by the villagers to rest and chat in the twilight after work What is the truth about the noise, and what is the scene outside the village.

The scholar in white stood at the entrance of the village.

He saw three children lying on three rocks.

There are boys on the left and right, and a quiet girl with an oval face in the middle.

There was a hint of pain in his eyes, and the voices of three children came from beside his ears.

The dark-skinned boy on the left said: "Go and steal the watermelon from Old Wang's house tonight, it's ripe."

The melon-faced girl in the middle asked, "Brother Wu Huan is going too?"

The frail boy on the right said: "It's not good to steal."

The melon-faced girl said coquettishly, "Brother Wuhuan."

The frail boy said helplessly, "Okay."

The dark-skinned boy said: "This watermelon is so sweet, come and eat it, Xiaoshi."

The melon-faced girl said: "Brother Wuhuan, let's eat together."

The dark-skinned boy smiled and said, "He doesn't bother eating stolen melons."

Seeing the girl with the melon seed face looking uncomfortable, the dark-skinned boy smiled and brought the watermelon forward and said, "Li Wuhuan, take a slice, it's the result of our hard work together."

The melon-faced girl said: "Brother Wuhuan, do you really want to go out and make a living?"

The bookish young man said: "Yes, my husband's ambition is far and wide, I must create a career, at least I can win fame, and then return to my hometown."

The melon-faced girl hesitated to speak, but finally said, "Come back early, I'll wait for you."

The dark and strong boy said: "Wu Huan, take care outside."

The bookish boy cupped his fists to leave, he didn't dare to look back.

The mountain road is rugged, and I have been away for three years, but I have only learned some superficial skills, and the fame is not as easy to obtain as I imagined.
Li Wuhuan, you should give up and go back.

The bookish boy walked slowly on the path with his head bowed, his mind complicated.

In the sunset.

The solitary shadow was elongated, and the young man held a knife and stood on a high place looking at the entrance of the village in the distance.

When they were young, the scene of the three lying on the black stone is still vivid in my memory.

Xiaoshi, I'm back.

My best brother, I'm back.

However, the next moment, his expression froze, as if every pore was blocked.

Because, at the entrance of the village, the two walked side by side, looking very intimate.

He was very familiar with those two people.

The woman I like, and my best brother.

He never knew what the two of them were talking about.

I don't know that the two of them are actually just saying "don't wait for him, he won't come back", "I'll wait for another three years, if I don't come back, I will listen to my mother and get married earlier", "Three years, Impossible? Your sister is already married, at most a year, and your grandma will go crazy if it takes longer." "Then I'll go back and tell my grandma!"

Li Wuhuan's literati's sensitive nervousness played a role, making him turn around and leave, drunk.

But in the end, he still achieved nothing in his wanderings outside, and his heart was always a little empty.

Three years later, he finally couldn't bear it any longer and returned, and this time, at the entrance of the village, he saw a family of three walking together.

He let out a long sigh, but failed to step into the village after all.

The line that could be crossed in one step has become his forbidden area.

When turning back, he accidentally saw Uncle Wang who had returned from the village. He looked at Li Wuhuan with a sneer and scolded: "Heartless and ungrateful, Xiaoshi has been waiting for you for four full years, but you never came back to see her once! "

Li Wuhuan smiled wryly, many things went through in his mind, but he failed to step into that small village after all.

So now, can he go back?
Standing in front of that boundary, looking at the happy family of three.

Why should I break their happiness?

At least two people are happy.

That's enough.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw Xia Ji's eyes, which were clear and clear. The latter slowly shook his head, as if disappointed.

However, as if considering the former friendship, Xia Ji took out a thin booklet from his arms. The booklet was originally covered with dense blood-colored ants, but the moment he held it, the "ants" turned upside down quickly. body, forming rows of black characters on the book.

This is an imitation of the banned book, the title of the book was "One Inch Demon", but Xia Ji felt that it was not righteous enough, so he changed it to "One Inch Mang".

He handed it to the white-clothed scholar who was still immersed in the sad atmosphere in front of him, and said, "In the time of three incense sticks, how much enlightenment is up to you."

Xia Ji felt that he had already reminded this former disciple, telling him that it was necessary to comprehend, not remember.

Just because even if it is an imitation of the banned book, it cannot be remembered.

At the moment of removing this exercise, everything will be forgotten, and only those who have realized it will truly belong to themselves.

Li Wuhuan sighed softly, the moment he opened his eyes, he also understood that he had failed in the demon test, so he did not refuse the kindness of the former president, silently took the thin booklet, and started flipping through it.

But just turning a page, he suddenly shuddered, as if he saw something extremely unbelievable, and even his breathing accelerated.

Soon, the second person also opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of horror.

The third person opened his eyes.
The fourth person struggles from the knife sound
Until the last person, the young man with an old face and a double ring of gold and silver.

Xia Ji showed satisfaction, "Take a seat."

The boy's eyes showed ecstasy, but he calmed down quickly. He clasped his fists and said, "Mr. Xie."

After finishing speaking, he strode onto the third futon.

The young man's name is Shangguan Jin, and his inner demons are money and greed.

And his way of breaking the situation is to burn, kill and loot, and gather all the money in the world into one gang and one faction.

Money can make ghosts turn the millstone, but if you are already sitting on the world's gold, where is the greed?

Naturally, Shangguan Jin didn't know how terrifying the white-clothed sword god in front of him was, so he was still complacent that he could barely pass the test, and even hid his ambition.

But in fact, Xia Ji had already understood the wolfish ambition of this disciple. In fact, he accepted him because of his admiration.

But Shangguan Jin thought that he passed the test because he had broken his demons, so he hid his fangs even more and tried to show a smile.

Even though the rest of them regretted it, they could only hold their fists together and leave.

Xia Ji was not stingy, everyone gave some pointers, and those few people all had a sense of enlightenment, and then left with fists in their hands.

The time of three sticks of incense passed in a flash.

Li Wuhuan's eyes were blank, as if immersed in some kind of strange illusion.

And his mood began to change inexplicably.

If you put on a mask, carry a flying knife, and slaughter the entire village, will you be able to step in with peace of mind when there is no one left in the village?

The demon is powerful because it exists.

But if the heart demon is gone, then why fear it?

At this moment, someone patted him on the shoulder.

Li Wuhuan raised his head suddenly and saw the man's gentle eyes.

"Wuhuan, it's time for three sticks of incense."

The scholar in white took a deep breath, handed back the thin booklet with both hands and said, "Thank you, President."

"You're welcome." Xia Ji smiled.

This is the last thing I can do for you, after that, you need to work hard on your own, my lovely apprentice.

(End of this chapter)