"Come here...come here quickly! Come to me!"
"Come and play with me! Come and play with me!"
"Who...who is there?" Hong Buzhu looked around and saw two figures, one large and one small, walking from the front and back of him in a white mist, shouting something as they walked.
It's just that the looming haze made it difficult for him to distinguish. Even the two voices before and after were sometimes clear and sometimes blurry, making it difficult for him to tell whether the two people were old or young, male or female...
"I'm tired of waiting. When will you come to me?"
"I don't care, come play with me first!"
"Who are you, pretending to be gods and ghosts?" Hong Buzhu had a headache due to the loud noise, and he also felt a little angry.
After saying that, he couldn't help but take action, and his palm spread with a torrential heat wave to the surroundings. The mist was dispersed in an instant, and the scenery in front of him gradually became clear.
Just as the scenery became clear, the sound of water became noisy. Hong Buzhu lowered his head and saw that he was standing on an iron cable. Below the iron cable was the extremely fast water.
"Amitabha... does not see or hear, concentrates on doing... It seems that Qie Xuezun still didn't hear what the old monk said clearly! Hehehehe..."
"Master Bu Zhu..." Hong Buzhu was stunned for a moment, then turned around and saw Master Bu Zhu standing on the iron rope next to him, still looking at him with a smile on his face, "I am..."
"Qie Xue Zun himself is in danger, why should he stay on this torrent and stop moving forward..." Master Bu Jian's voice suddenly became a little sharper.
"I..." Hong Buzhu was so nervous that he didn't dare to breathe, "I don't see the master. Just now I seemed to see... someone else on the iron rope, so I..."
"Amitabha... this iron chain is so unbearable to bear on one person! How could there be others behind and behind you? What you just saw was just the chaos in your heart!"
"Chaos in your heart?" Hong Buzhu frowned when he heard this. He seemed to remember the same words, but the vocabulary was slightly different.
"That's right, only by getting rid of the chaos in your heart can you reach the other side..." Master Bu Jian suddenly stopped smiling and said expressionlessly, "It's a pity that Qixue Zun is confused in his heart and has been deeply disturbed by the chaos. He is afraid that he will never get there again. The other side!"
Before Hong Buzhu could react, he saw the master coming through the air and standing directly in front of him. The latter's eyes widened, and two chaotic black mists flowed out of the holes in his eyes like real objects, dripping on the iron ropes under their feet.
The originally tough iron rope emitted a scorching smell the moment it came into contact with the black mist. Before Hong Buzhu could react, he felt his feet suddenly become empty, and the iron rope was corroded and severed by the strange black mist.
Hong Buzhu originally wanted to reach out and grab one end of the iron rope, but there was no iron rope in front of him, and even the missing master had disappeared. At this time, only myself, my lonely self, fell downwards into the embrace of the raging river...
With a loud "dong...", he became one with the river... Suddenly, Hong Buzhu felt as if his heart was pierced by an ice pick, and the blood all over his body suddenly became cold. He wanted to struggle in the river, but his limbs had already become stiff. He could only let the river sweep away and fall into the boundless darkness...
Hong Buzhu could no longer tell whether the world was originally dark or whether he was falling into a coma. When he was in a trance, he suddenly heard a loud "dong..." sound coming from his ears again, and things gradually began to appear in front of his eyes. A familiar festive color.
"Am I still alive? Where is this place..." Hong Buzhu woke up again, but his mind was blank. Although the scenery in front of him didn't look unfamiliar, he couldn't react for the moment.
As the violent beating of his heart gradually calmed down, Hong Buzhu's vague memories gradually became clear. He finally remembered that he had returned to Huasheng Hall yesterday, and couldn't help but murmur to himself: "It was really a dream just now." …"
Everything that had just happened was so real that Hong Buzhu could even feel a chill lingering in his chest, which was really unbelievable.
While Hong Buzhu was deep in thought, the same loud noise rang in his ears for the third time, but this loud noise was followed by a scream. Without thinking, he hurriedly followed the sound to see what was going on!
The two loud noises before were like thunder on the ground, crisp and clear, but this sound was continuous and crackling. And the place where this voice came from was the room where the Jade Pot Sect boy was placed last night.
Hong Buzhu was confused. As soon as he opened the door, he saw that the room was already in chaos, and there were two figures in it who were entangled! The appearance of these two people was no stranger to Hong Buzhu. One of them was the Shura Huo Zai Xia, and the other was naturally the boy from the Yuhu Sect who he had brought.
Seeing Hong BuZhu's arrival, Zaixia also looked happy and shouted anxiously: "You brat! Stop! The person you are looking for is here!" Then he hurriedly stepped back and hid behind Hong BuZhu.
The man on the opposite side originally wanted to attack, but when he saw Hong Buzhu's appearance, his expression became gloomy and he put away his moves and stood still.
"Zaixia, what's going on?" Hong Buzhu had clearly told Zaixia to notify him immediately when the man woke up. Seeing the situation in front of him, he also asked with some blame.
"Qixue Zun, you are unjust!" Zai Xia naturally knew what Qixue Zun meant, and he looked bitter, rubbed the bruises on his body, and explained.
According to Zaixia, he actually didn't know when the boy woke up, but when he found out, the latter had a distracted look. He tried calling a few times, but there was no response from the latter.
He was afraid that something was wrong with this kid, so he hurriedly came closer. But as soon as he came to the bedside, he saw that the boy's eyes suddenly turned to him, and then he jumped up with a cold look, and without any explanation, he raised his hand and hit him!
He was ordered by Hong Buzhu: Don't let this kid make any mistakes! So even though he was beaten, he didn't dare to fight back. He could only hide in the house desperately, hoping to delay the kid until he was exhausted before controlling him.
But what he didn't expect was that this kid would become more courageous as he fought, and his strength would be endless. When he was careless for a moment, he got hit by this kid several times...
Hong Buzhu was quite surprised when he heard this. Zaixia himself was not weak, and even if he deliberately did not avoid it, he would not be seriously injured. However, the bruises on the latter's body were very obvious now, which surprised him a little.
He took a closer look at Zai Xia's wound and realized that the latter was actually injured by the divine fire from Huasheng Hall! It's just that this person is learning the Fire Technique of the Yuhu Sect. Although they both have the word "fire", they are quite different from the Huashengtang's techniques. It is impossible for such a situation to happen...
Thinking of this, Hong Buzhu also asked: "Boy, who is your last name and where did you come from?"
"I'm...um! Who am I? I don't know...my head...my head hurts so much!" Wu Hao suffered a severe head injury. Whenever he thought about things about himself, his mind felt like it was being torn apart. pain.
"Boy! Don't pretend to be a coward! Didn't you have a lot of fun beating me just now!" Seeing that the boy had lost his arrogance, Zai Xia thought he was frightened by the Qi Xue Zun and stuck his head out to complain.
Hong Buzhu frowned when he recalled the boy's condition at that time, and thought to himself: This boy couldn't have lost his memory by such a coincidence, right?
He slapped Zai Xia aside with a palm, glared at the latter fiercely, and then continued to ask: "Don't be impatient, think about it slowly, do you remember anything?"
When Wu Hao heard this, his rapid breathing gradually calmed down: "I only remember that I was injured...I can't remember the rest..." After saying this, Wu Hao suddenly stopped and said, "No, I still remember you..."
"Me?" Hong Buzhu was slightly startled, but he didn't pay much attention. He laughed and said, "When you were injured, I rescued you... It seems that you still have some conscience!"
"Really?" Wu Hao didn't see who rescued him, but in his mind, a graceful man vaguely appeared. Although the two looked somewhat similar, they were not the same size as the man in front of him. Looks like a big man. But even so, Wu Hao still believed in him.
Wu Hao had already heard the name of the visitor from Zai Xia, and saw that Zai Xia was very respectful to the visitor, so he stooped down and bowed: "Thank you, Senior Qie Xue Zun, for saving your life!"
Hong Buzhu was originally worried that after this kid woke up, he would return to the Jade Hu Sect no matter what. But he didn't expect that this amnesia came at the right time, allowing him to stay here "honestly"! Seeing Wu Hao's attitude at this time, Hong Buzhu also laughed and was very happy. He asked Wu Hao to stand up and chat with him.
Zai Xia was beaten for no reason, and naturally he felt a little unhappy. At this moment, when he saw that this boy no longer cared about his conversation with Qie Xue Zun, he also muttered: "Zai Xia took care of you all night, and there is no There is no way to justify being beaten instead of being thanked... It's really..."
"Zaixia, what are you mumbling there? Thanks for going down and practicing! Don't be an eyesore!" Hearing Zaixia buzzing in his ears like a fly, Hong Buzhu frowned and was about to drive him away.
Wu Hao, a young man with sharp ears, heard Zai Xia's words clearly. He also smiled apologetically at Qie Xue Zun and hurriedly said to Zai Xia: "I'm really sorry. I was very frightened when I just woke up and couldn't control myself to take action. This I accidentally hurt you! I am also here to help you... Thank you, uncle, for not arguing with me? "
Although Zai Xia couldn't believe it, he still glanced behind him and around him. It wasn't until he saw no one behind him that he had no choice but to believe that this person was addressing him. He opened his mouth without speaking, and left the place dejectedly.
"Qie Xue Zun...he is..." Seeing Zai Xia's face suddenly become extremely depressed, Wu Hao suddenly felt that he had said the wrong thing and asked in confusion.
"Hahahaha... It doesn't matter! This Zaixia is not much older than you, he just looks a little mature!"
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