I, Guhuo Bird, am not an umbrella demon, please don’t disturb me

After not showing up for two months, she could only think of two possibilities, either the monk died, or he left with regrets.

The former is the most likely, the latter is almost impossible.

"There are ghosts after death, just like Li Zhou."

Suddenly mentioning the name Li Zhou, Bai Qingyu recalled some memories.

This Li Zhou was a scholar who seduced Zhentian. In order to get Zhentian's people and heart, he did not hesitate to find hunters to hunt down Zhentian and spread the news about Zhentian's golden feathers.

This man made a double plan. If Zhentian is caught, he will come to rescue the beauty. If he is not caught, Zhentian, who has been hunted for many years, can only take refuge in him when he is exhausted physically and mentally. No matter what, Everything will fall into his hands.

As for the result, Bai Qingyu was thinking that he might have been reincarnated long ago.

"You're talking about Zhang Yan, right? There's no ghost in Li Zhou."

"Well, yes, that's her. Isn't her ghost always there? Maybe we can find the ghost of this monk and take him to Qing Ji to confess everything."

Zhentian said softly: "Didn't my sister also say that he loved Qingji very deeply, and asked Qingji to the temple fair on the day before his death, maybe just to confess everything, and he encountered misfortune, and under such obsession , there must be ghosts staying in the world."

When she said this, Bai Qingyu's eyes lit up. This analysis made sense.

She sat up in a flash, and the quilt slipped off Bai Qingyu's body. She turned around, and while Zhentian was still confused, she kissed Zhentian on the cheek, "Then it's decided, I'll go find this monk tomorrow morning." ghost."

The side of his face was moist, and Zhentian's face turned red with visibly ashamed, and he was so embarrassed that he didn't even dare to look up.

"elder sister!"

Zhentian's tone was a little angry, but more shy.

"Sister, don't be angry, otherwise you can kiss me too."

Bai Qingyu didn't care at all and even smiled evilly.

Qingji's incident made her figure out something.

Face your own feelings, no matter what the outcome, at least you won't leave any regrets. Life is short, why waste your own time and others' time.

During the fun and play, the laughter in the room stopped after a while, and the lights were turned off to prepare for a rest.

Early the next morning, after leaving breakfast for the children, Bai Qingyu told Zhen and Tamamoe to help take care of the house, and he took Zhentian and flew quickly in the direction of Xianta Prefecture.

When he arrived at Shannan Village, Bai Qingyu set out along the mountain road from the village into the mountains.

If the monk really died, he would most likely have died in the mountains.

There are many dangers in the mountains. Putting aside poisonous insects and beasts, the rugged terrain is also very dangerous for mortals. If you make a wrong step, you may fall off the cliff and die.

Apart from this, Bai Qingyu couldn't think of the second possibility.

After the battle in Tamamo in Senta Prefecture, the demon tribe was almost completely wiped out. There would be no demons coming down the mountain to attack the village, and there would be no bandits. If beasts came down the mountain to eat people, then the village would There will be some movement more or less.

Bai Qing's feather demon power swept through the mountains and forests, searching carefully, and she actually saw something in less than 10 minutes.

"Has sister found out?"

"I discovered it. I guessed it right. This kid didn't go to the appointment and fell to his death on the cliff."

Bai Qingyu fell towards the cliff where the monk's body was.

Flying in the air, a highly decomposed corpse could be seen hanging on a tree branch from a distance. Judging from the clothes of the corpse, it was clearly that of the young monk. His corpse was carrying a small basket and a broken rope tied around his waist. It was obvious that he wanted to risk picking a herb on the cliff, but the vine broke and he fell off the cliff.

"It's him. I had doubted whether he was dead before, but I never came to look for him." Bai Qingyu said.

Zhentian didn't speak, looked at the corpse from a distance and sighed.

This monk is quite pitiful.

The love in his heart died before he could express it. If his sister had not come, his feelings might never be known to Qingji.

Bai Qingyu did not lament the monk's death, but carefully sensed his surroundings.

Saw the body but no ghost.

"He should have given birth to a ghost, and he wandered around here for more than a day, and then he was taken away."

Bai Qingyu frowned slightly.

In addition to the ghost's gloomy aura, she also felt another aura, which should be that of a certain monk.

This aura gave her a strange feeling, and she couldn't tell whether it was a monk, a demon, or something else.

"Let's look around here."

Bai Qingyu did not give up and flew into the air again, exploring everywhere.

She wanted to bring back the ghost of the monk, and then take him to Qing Ji to make him confess everything he had done.

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At the same time, under the mountains and rivers.

Two figures walked leisurely on the field. The person in front was tall, wearing green and white robes, a bamboo hat on his head, and holding a Zen staff in one hand.He raised his other hand on his chest and silently recited Buddhist scriptures.

Although he was dressed as a monk, this man had long beige hair, which was probably the biggest difference from ordinary monks.

Behind him was a shorter young figure, who was the young monk Bai Qingyu was looking for. His name was An Zhen.

"Master, where are we going now?"

While walking, An Zhen suddenly spoke.

The tall figure in front kept walking, "End your obsession."

"..."

When An Zhen heard this, he stopped and refused to leave.

He was already a ghost, so how could he have the face to see her.

"I do not want to go."

The tall figure wearing a bamboo hat did not answer, but looked up into the sky. He saw two beautiful figures flying towards them quickly. They were in front of them in a blink of an eye. The surging demonic power swept through him, making him unable to help An Zhen. Protected behind him.

Bai Qingyu stepped down, holding Zhentian's hand as if walking on transparent steps.

"Bai Qingyu in Xia Tongzhou, I wonder if you can hand over the ghost behind you to me. I will bring it back to you in one day and return it to you. If not, I can exchange treasures."

Bai Qingyu landed in front of the two of them, and the surging demonic power disappeared, as if everything just now was just an illusion.

"I don't know how to call you."

"The poor monk Qingbozhu."

Under the bamboo hat, Master Qingfang's expression remained unchanged, but he just clenched the Zen staff in his hand.

He was [-]% sure that the woman in front of him was a demon, or a huge demon with extremely terrifying strength.

Bai Qingyu didn't know about Master Qingfang's nervousness, and she was also muttering in her heart.

In fact, the two words she just said were just casual politeness. The moment she saw this person, the words Qingbozhu appeared in her mind.

What she didn't expect was that the monk turned out to be a demon. If she hadn't sensed it, she would never have doubted the identity of Master Qingbo, because the aura on his body had nothing to do with demon power. He was as sacred as the Buddha's light in the sky, merciful to the world.

"Since the master has accepted this ghost, he must have seen that his obsession is so deep that even the ferry on the River Styx can't carry him. I won't sell it off. His obsession is actually related to a good friend of mine. I need to take him back, end some things, and end his obsession."

Bai Qingyu said bluntly, since Master Qingbo accepted that guy instead of saving him, it must be because of his obsession.

After saying that, Bai Qingyu looked at An Zhen and said, "Hey, little monk, how do you plan to solve Qing Ji's matter."

At the mention of Qing Ji, An Zhen, who was hiding behind Master Qingbo, shrank his pupils. He was silent for a moment, then walked out from behind Master Qingbo with his head lowered.

Seeing this, Master Qingfang closed his eyes, acquiescing to Bai Qingyu's words.

"Amitabha."

"Little monk, what's your name?"

"My name is An Zhen."

"How did you die?"

"Qing Ji's father was suffering from a strange disease and needed some rare medicinal materials, so I went deep into the mountain. Unfortunately, I stepped on the air and fell off the cliff and died."

An Zhen answered honestly.

"The kites and letters Qingji received were probably written by you."

"I...exactly."

"Since you wrote it, why are you unwilling to face it? The world is in a dilemma. Since you can't give up your Buddhism, why bother others? You know you can't give her a future, but you still choose to give it to her. Some of her hopes were in vain."

Bai Qingyu could not wait to go over and give him a kick at this moment.

Taking a deep breath, Bai Qingyu didn't wait for him to answer, "You are dead now. That is the crime you committed. Go and solve it yourself."

After saying that, Bai Qingyu raised his hand and rolled An Zhen up in the demonic power.

Bai Qingyu didn't care whether Master Qingfang could fly or not, and left with Zhentian and An Zhen.

When he came, Bai Qingyu also told himself in his heart to calm down, but unfortunately he couldn't calm down, especially when he saw An Zhen.

She was mainly angry at Anzhen, a guy who refused to make a choice, and ended up dragging Qingji into the abyss because of his own hesitation.

Other than that, there's not much to say.

"Tell me a story about you and her."

Halfway through, Bai Qingyu spoke.

An Zhen hesitated and slowly began to tell the story about him and Qing Ji. The general content was not much different from what Bai Qingyu had learned. It was about his one-sided crush on Qing Ji. He fell in love with Qing Ji when he first met Qing Ji, but he was shy and confused. In view of the differences between monks and secular people, he folded recent anecdotes and thoughts into paper kites and placed them under Qingji's door. The next day, he secretly peeked at her happy and shy expression.

During this process, Qingji mistakenly thought that she was a young man from the next village. At first, Qingji had no idea, she just felt happy, but she gradually became impressed, especially after half a year.

An Zhen understood all this in his heart. He was sad but did not explain it and continued to make mistakes like this.

From An Zhen's mouth, Bai Qingyu also got news that Qing Ji had confessed her feelings to the young man from the neighboring village a few days ago, but was rejected. She learned that he had an engagement and would get married soon.

Qingji felt that she had been deceived, and because of her father's death, she was so sad that she once had the idea of ​​​​committing suicide.

These things were told to him by Master Qingfang, and he planned to go to Shannan Village to help Qingji resolve her knot today.

How Master Qingbo knew the news is unknown.

This news was quite unexpected for Bai Qingyu. She had removed the image stone a few days ago, but she didn't expect this to happen.

"I knew why I had to do it today."

In front of Qingji's door, Bai Qingyu threw An Zhen down.

Her idea was quite simple, let An Zhen explain the matter clearly, let Qing Ji know the truth, and also know that he was dead.

Qing Ji's father had just died, so normally An Zhen shouldn't have come to her at this time, causing her even more pain.

Bai Qingyu decided that after Qing Ji understood the situation, he would enlighten her.

Knocking on the door, it was Qingji who came to open the door.

Qing Ji still looked so beautiful, but her eyes were a little red and swollen.Seeing that it was Bai Qingyu who had arrived, her eyes lit up, "Immortal, why are you here..."

"There are some things I want to confess to you, but it's not me, but him."

Bai Qingyu stepped aside, and An Zhen raised his eyes. The moment he met Qing Ji's eyes, he quickly lowered his head, not just blaming himself or something else.

Qingji didn't know what happened at this time, so she asked Bai Qingyu and An Zhen to come into the yard.

Before she could greet the guests into the room, Bai Qingyu winked at An Zhen.

Even if he is dead, there is nothing he can say.

An Zhen did not hesitate anymore and took the initiative to call Qing Ji.

"Well, Miss Qingji, do you still like the kite letters you have received this year..."

Qingji was startled, "A letter?"

"Yes, those letters." An Zhen smiled bitterly, with sour eyes, "I'm sorry that I hid it from you for so long. In fact, those letters were written by me. I was under the tree every day, watching you receive them. I was delighted and happy when I wrote the letter, but now I..."

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Volume 153: Chapter [-] Flower of Styx

The courage that I didn’t have in life was found after my death.

In the world, there is a dual-quantity method, and if you live up to it, you will live up to the law.

He was sorry for Qingji, and he was also sorry for the Buddha's heart. He couldn't abandon both, but in the end, both left him.