Bu Tian Gang

Cheng Yuan couldn't help shrinking when he heard this. He had a deep awe for Long Shen, which may have come from his experience in the Special Administration Bureau, so when he saw Long Shen's appearance, he was very rude. .

But he quickly remembered that he was no longer the newcomer who needed to be wary in front of the special management situation. Those high-ranking practitioners looked down on him, and he was not what he used to be, enough to make the people of the special management bureau suffer and crawl. Trembling at his feet begging for mercy.

Judgment returned to his brain, he looked at Mingxian, and said furiously: "You brought them here!"

Mingxian ignored him, and said to Tang Jinglong: "Didn't you guys want to find the real murderer who manipulated the soul-eating beast? He's inside. It's true that I didn't do the last few things. If it was me, I would definitely be able to. Do it more without leaving a trace.”

Tang Jing asked back, "Do you feel guilty about this?"

Mingxian smiled at his ridicule: "Just treat it as a reward for your dewy love, and also, let's end the obsession in my heart."

Cheng Yuan said sharply: "Shut up! Mingxian, you dare to go against Mr. Otowa's wishes!"

Long Shen didn't want to listen to his nonsense, so he stretched out his hand and grabbed at him. Who knew that Cheng Yuan's reaction was very fast, his body shrank and quickly moved back, and the man stood up abruptly, and the long and sharp nails of both hands grabbed at each other. Long Shen dodged to avoid, squeezed his wrist with a little force, and clicked the sound of broken bones, but Cheng Yuan smiled strangely, his chest suddenly burst open, and two dry claws poked at Long Shen His chest was as fast as lightning, and it even cut through Long Shen's windbreaker, and it was about to be inserted into his chest and abdomen!

He had to let go, and Cheng Yuan took advantage of the gap to turn around and run away, jumping, trying to escape from the window, but his back was grabbed suddenly, and he fell backwards. , Long Shen grabbed the long sword backhand and inserted it into Cheng Yuan's heart. The whole process was smooth and neat, but in the blink of an eye, Cheng Yuan's eyes were wide open, full of resentment.

That look became more and more intense, and even the blue-black veins on his face seemed to come alive and began to flow slowly.

Long Shen realized that something was wrong, Cheng Yuan grabbed the sword body with both hands, and giggled from his throat, as if the bones were pinched off piece by piece.

Blood flowed from his hands, but it was not the dark red of a normal person, but cyan and black. Cheng Yuan's eyes were even more black, and the whole person began to turn black, but within a second or two, his body turned into black gas. It scatters and re-condenses into a human form behind Long Shen.

"The Special Administration Bureau is just like that! Long Shen, why do you look down on me, why don't you let me join the Special Administration Bureau, and today I want you to taste the life that is worse than death!"

The black air suddenly turned into a gust of wind and swept toward Longshen.

Ming Xian was clearly in the same camp as Cheng Yuan, but he looked on indifferently, as if he had no interest in intervening. Tang Jing didn't move in order to keep an eye on him.

Although the other party didn't make a move from beginning to end, Tang Jing intuition that this person's ability is very strong, even on par with himself.

"I think the battlefield between us should be wider."

Mingxian suddenly smiled, turned and ran out, Tang Jing chased after him without thinking.

The two of them landed in the wild grass, just a short distance away, staring at each other.

Unlike the enemy who is about to compete for life and death, it is like a pair of unfinished friends, or a couple after a breakup.

Tang Jing smiled slightly in the bottom of her heart because of her rich imagination.

They've never been together, so what's the word about love?

Mingxian's eyes are soft and harmless, just like the little writer who talks a lot but doesn't get annoying when the two first met on the plane.

But Tang Jing knew that it was only one side of Mingxian, the mask that Mingxian used to hide.

He is not a writer, and the authors of those books are not Mingxian at all. He just took advantage of the loophole that the author never showed up to pretend to be close to himself.

Seemingly guessing what Tang Jing was thinking, Ming Xian suddenly said, "I didn't know your identity when I was on the plane."

Tang Jing said lightly: "I have an innate sense of closeness to you, and you took advantage of this closeness to let me off guard against you."

Mingxian shrugged and spread his hands: "But you didn't take it off. Didn't you put a tracker on me again, and sent someone to check me? Besides, you should know why you feel so close to me."

Tang Jing said, "Because you are just like me."

Mingxian smiled, frankly, without any intention of concealing: "My body is the piano."

The night was dark and moonless, and the street lights in the distance shone on Mingxian's side face, with a different kind of soft wind.

Even though the enemy and me were clear and irreversible, Tang Jing still saw rippling waves and stars and moon in those eyes.

When he suspected that the other party was a fine artifact, Tang Jing also guessed the original shape of the other party. He thought, such a beautiful bright string, the body must be an elegant and lovely thing.

At least it takes thousands of years of elegance to breed such a romantic.

Tang Jing said, "I am a mirror."

Mingxian quickly guessed his origin: "A mirror from the Tang Dynasty?"

Tang Jing nodded: "Qianqiu Panlong Mirror."

Going back thousands of years, he used to be a mirror in the Tang Palace, cast by a famous craftsman, and later given by Xuanzong to his sister Yuzhen Princess. Under the pure chance and coincidence, I also encountered the flowing clouds of mountains and rivers, the essence of the sun and the moon, after the frost and wind, and finally turned into a human body.

Mingxian smiled and said, "No wonder I feel cordial when I see you. In terms of age, you and I are not far apart. Unfortunately, I don't have the same luck as you."

Tang Jing: "Are you a Chinese artifact?"

Mingxian shook his head: "I don't know if I was made by the Tang people, or whether it was an early Eastern people. I have no roots, no bottom, no name and no surname. I only know that when my original body was first formed, there were several cross inscriptions under the qin, and the sound of the qin was there. Purging evil minds. Although there is positivity, it has a deep feeling. Preserving elegance but being honest, extravagance is forbidden. Straightforward and upright, happy but not obscene."

Tang Jing was startled and blurted out: "Jinyinping Wenqin?!"

The gold and silver flat wenqin, a national treasure of Japan, is now in the collection of Shoso-in.

The reason why it is called Jinyin Pingwenqin is because it has gold and silver plain ornaments on its body, so it is named for its characteristics, rather than the sound quality or the maker of the instrument, like the Chinese Guqin.

The name Mingxian was also given to himself after he first became wise.

"Then from Zhengcangyuan...?" Tang Jing couldn't help but ask.

Mingxian softly spit out two words: "Imitation."

Tang Jing understood.

Jinyinpingwenqin was created in the Heian period of Japan, that is, the period of Tang Xianzong in China. It is no wonder that Mingxian would say that the two were of the same age.

"Japan's territory is limited, and the spiritual energy is thin. Even if the whole country is powerful, there are very few people who have become spiritual. Originally, my spiritual wisdom was just beginning, but if I want to cultivate a human form, it will take at least a few decades, but at that time, Otoyu Jiuyan got a Chinese cultivator and used his soul to inject my body, forcibly helping me to take shape in advance."

Mingxian's tone was leisurely, as if he was talking about other people's affairs.

Tang Jing's heart tensed, and he already had some guesses.

He would rather his guesses be wrong.

However, the other party still slowly said the answer he didn't want to hear: "That person is called Dong Jilan."

Dong Jilan, Tang Jing knew of course.

A few years ago, he was still a carefree, carefree, rambunctious **** who didn't want to meddle in the world's business. At that time, he laughed at Long Shen, Zong Ling and others for being a cocoon. He obviously had endless lifespan and the ability to reach the sky, but he had to put himself in a cocoon. In the cage, to obey the rules of human beings, to be governed by human beings, how embarrassing.

Later, he inadvertently encountered a big trouble, encountered a very difficult enemy, almost lost his life, and even lost his original shape. Fortunately, a man named Dong Jilan passed by and helped him. Tang Jing was grateful. He didn't want to owe any favors, so he offered to repay. Dong Jilan said that he was about to leave the Special Administration Bureau and was ordered to perform a secret mission. At that time, the Special Administration Bureau was extremely short of manpower, and he wanted Tang Jing to help instead of himself, after five years. , Tang Jing can leave on his own no matter whether he comes back or not.

Five years after five years, one year after another, Dong Jilan never came back, but Tang Jing was already used to the life of the Special Administration Bureau, and gradually got used to living under the rules, but Dong Jilan has since heard all the news. No, many people who knew Dong Jilan back then felt that this daring and free man might have died in a foreign country. Even the last time Long Shen and Song Zhicun wanted to use Fujikawa Aoi to exchange hostages with Japan, they failed to take him. Change it back.

But now, Mingxian said, there is a wisp of Dong Jilan's soul in his body.

Tang Jing was silent for a while, as if mourning the friend who could not return to his homeland in the end.

"So, Dong Jilan is completely dead?"

"Yes. He is really a man. I watched Otoyu pour hot molten iron on him, tortured him with all kinds of methods, just to stimulate his power to the extreme, and then extract his soul, but he always There was no begging for mercy."

"I have Japanese mountains and water, flowers and birds, and—"

He pointed to his heart, "A Chinese soul."

Mingxian smiled slightly, but there was a trace of pain and helplessness at the corner of his mouth.

"I envy you, Tang Jing, you have the purity and freedom that I don't have. If possible, I don't want to be your enemy."

Tang Jing couldn't help but take a step forward.

Mingxian took a step back.

"You can change all this." Tang Jing looked at him.

"It can't be changed." Mingxian said lightly, "From the moment I transformed, everything was doomed and irreversible."

Tang Jing said: "I'll help you. If I can't, Long Shen can. If Long Shen can't, there are still many capable people in the Special Administration Bureau, and even in the whole of China."

"Too late."

Mingxian shook his head, with sadness in his eyes.

"When I was about to take shape, in order to control me, Otowa Yuhiko integrated his own blood into my body, re-refined me, took out a part of it, and stayed by his side. I can't escape his control."

That sadness passed so fast that Tang Jing thought it was just his own illusion.

"I am close to you, but I remind you everywhere that I provide you with clues, which is my return to Dong Jilan. Without him, there would be no me today. I know that he never forgets his motherland, and has a lot of love for the people on this land. He is passionate, I couldn't save him back then, and now I can only help you here. Yinyu has also played tricks on Cheng Yuan, but I think Director Long should have a way to deal with him."

Mingxian finished speaking slowly, took off his suit jacket, rolled up his sleeves one by one, and exposed his slender and fair forearms.

He stared at Tang Jing, and said softly and cruelly, "Now, it's time for us to fight for life and death."

...

Long Shen soon discovered that there was something strange in Cheng Yuan.

It has not been two years since Cheng Yuan was elected to the Special Administration Bureau. Even if he made rapid progress during this period, he would never be so strong, and he could even be on par with Long Shen—even if Long Shen still Did not use all his strength.

His body has been merged with the demonic energy, and he can change between reality and reality at will. Whenever Longshen's sword is about to fall on him, he will turn into demonic energy and shatter in all directions, and then in Longshen's sword. Re-condense the combination behind him, take advantage of his unpreparedness, and attack the opponent.

Taking Cheng Yuan as the center of the circle, the surrounding air flow is getting bigger and bigger, and the flow is surging, like a gust of wind before the arrival of the ocean tide. Okay, from time to time, under the command of Cheng Yuan, I smashed Long Shen.

Long Shen didn't turn his head back. With a sword in the back, the old refrigerator that was smashed at his back was instantly broken into two pieces, and crashed on both sides. .

"Unexpectedly, I'm no longer the newcomer who can let you flatten and round!"

Cheng Yuan sneered at Long Shen, his body overflowing with black energy, and the demonic energy suddenly soared several times, almost reaching the roof, and then turbulently rolled towards Long Shen, trying to devour him completely.

All the light bulbs shattered as far as the eye could see, and the whole room was instantly surrounded by black air, as if the sky was blocked from the sun, and no light could be seen.

In the darkness, the gust of wind whistled, and the demonic energy swept toward Longshen. In all directions, even the air couldn't help groaning and howling. All the dead were shivering on the ground, unable to resist the powerful and evil demonic aura.

But around Long Shen, the weak white light formed a layer of qi, which kept all the filth and darkness outside. No matter what Cheng Yuan did, it would be difficult to break through.

His bright red eyes narrowed, and his five fingers, which were as thin as withered claws, opened and closed, releasing a few more souls.

These are the objects that he once took his life and used to refine his soul. There are handsome boys, young girls with sad expressions, ignorant children, middle-aged women with angry faces, and a weasel whose fur is faintly visible.

They were manipulated by Cheng Yuan and rushed towards Longshen from all directions. They had already been refined and merged into a part of the demonic energy. Now the remnant souls are just the residue after being polluted by the demonic energy, but they still carry the resentment of their unjust death. .

The fierce and vicious spirit of resentment surrounded Long Shen, biting at his qi, and when the qi was eroded away, these resentful spirits and demons would rush up without hesitation and bite off his flesh. , eat his body.

Long Shen stood still.

It wasn't that he didn't want to move, but that the whole body was so tightly pressed by the demonic energy that he couldn't even take a step.

But under such overwhelming offensive, the demonic energy could no longer move forward.

The two sides maintain a delicate and dangerous balance.

Long Shen's eyes fell on the gray weasel.

"You were in Lucheng, colluding with Kiyoshi Yamamoto to kill?"

Cheng Yuan: "I'm from Mr. Otoyu, how could I cooperate with him! That idiot pretended to be backed by Bo Beiye, so he was unscrupulous and took Lucheng as his own territory, but it ended up hurting me and almost exposed! Little did he know that he My master is still nothing but an unformed demonic energy, how can it be compared to Mr. Otowa!"

Long Shen said: "Your qualifications are good. Even if you can't pass the interview this year, there is still a chance next year. Even if you don't join the Special Administration Bureau, it doesn't mean you have to cooperate with monsters."

Cheng Yuan said angrily: "You were born to be high, of course you would say such things, do you know how difficult it is for me! I don't have a strong background, and I don't have a well-connected master, even if I entered the special management bureau, How many years will it take to sit in your position? It will never be possible! But Li Ying, Liu Qingbo, and your apprentice, how long did it take them? I heard that the Winter Solstice has already been appointed to the Lucheng Office. The person in charge? It’s no wonder that leaning against a big tree is a good way to enjoy the shade, and I am obviously more capable than the winter solstice, just because I don’t have a good master, I can’t even enter the gate of the Special Administration Bureau!”

In the midst of the devilish energy, Long Shen's face was pale.

"You were dismissed, and it has nothing to do with whether you have a good teacher. It's because you, as a psychic, wander between yin and yang, and those with an unstable mind are more likely to be affected and go astray. We originally planned not to this time. Let you pass the interview, observe you for a year, and if you are good enough, you are willing to take the test again, and you will be admitted next year, and you will be directly responsible for an office."

But obviously, Cheng Yuan did not pass the test. He resented the Special Administration Bureau because he lost the election, and turned to the camp of monsters.

Greed, anger, delusion, slow suspicion, and the five poisonous hearts of Buddhism are inherent in human nature. They hide deep in the blood and are difficult to eradicate. However, some people can restrain them and resolve them.

Cheng Yuan's expression was fluctuating, and the blue-black demonic energy contaminated his entire face terrifyingly, but when he heard Long Shen's words, his face twitched slightly, the demonic energy subsided for a while, and his normal complexion gradually surfaced. Regret and shock flashed across his face, but soon, the magic energy that quickly extended from the neck to the cheeks once again occupied the entire face, and the magic energy on his body was stronger than ever before.

"Why do you observe me! Why don't you observe Winter Solstice and Li Ying! Why do you treat me differently? I can't compare to them! In the end, isn't it because you are biased!"

Under his fury, the demonic energy rushed over, forming a high pressure on Long Shen, tightly pressing the Gangqi around him. His body smashes!

Long Shen didn't say any more.

In fact, he didn't even want to say the previous words, but he always pursued a beginning and an end. Since he didn't let Cheng Yuan pass the interview, he should give him an answer today.

He has been in the world for thousands of years, and he has seen thousands of years of human nature.

Ordinary people roll around in the world, and are dedicated to life for the sake of firewood, rice, oil, salt, fame and fortune. Human nature always presents a completely different polarization in darkness and light.

Just like in times of crisis, there are heroes who stand up and sacrifice themselves for others, and there are villains who are greedy for life and fear death and stab in the back. They are also human beings. It is like the brilliance of the stars, although it fades from time to time, it never goes out, illuminating the long night with a faint light.

Most of the human nature in the secular world is like time frozen at the moment before the sunrise. The darkness is constant, and many people are like Cheng Yuan, thinking that the day is dark and the earth is dark. But there are also some people, even if the number is small, who are still willing to shine on their own, become the enlightenment leading the sunrise, bravely step forward for others to see the magnificent mountains and rivers, and dye the world with a touch of warm light.

Long Shen was disappointed because of the coldness of human nature, just because he had seen too many betrayals and killings.

But he has also seen those souls who are not afraid of hardships and move forward in the wind and snow. All things in the world are born to be human, not to experience misery and pain, but to use human intelligence to listen to the wind and see the rain, sing and write poems, feel the joy and happiness, the joy of the world, and feel those things that only human beings can have and do. Pursue a lifelong relationship.

And now, there is another person who calls him Master, who is willing to work hard for him and become a better person, even if Long Shen feels that he can't give him what he wants, the other party has never given up on it.

The magic pressure increased little by little, but the qi around Long Shen was compressed little by little, and soon only a thin layer remained, which could be crushed at any time, and even Long Shen did not look as strong and invincible as before.

Cheng Yuan's fear of him gradually disappeared, replaced by contempt and ridicule.

"Now I don't need you to look at me differently! As long as Mr. Otowa is here, I will have endless power, and I can overturn the river and the sea, and control the world! Look at you, Long Shen, I can't forget the look you looked at me at that time, just It's like looking at an ant, you can pinch me to death at any time, but now? You don't have to be at my mercy!"

With Cheng Yuan's mad words, the demonic pressure on Long Shen became heavier and heavier. Long Shen could almost hear the arrogant and mad clamor of demonic energy. As long as he had a little flaw, those demonic energy would immediately get in... …

Behind Cheng Yuan, a surging shadow of demonic energy was looming, and through the thick darkness and mist, Long Shen met those eyes.

He saw an old man sitting in a dorm, surrounded by endless void.

After the void and the galaxy, there is an endless sea of ​​blood.

As far as the eye can see, thick blood spreads, and the disgusting smell of rust lingers. There is killing, hatred, betrayal everywhere. Humans use the most cruel and vicious means to kill each other. Heads and limbs float in the sea of ​​blood, The monster hides on the edge of the darkness with a hideous smile.

A red full moon rose slowly at the end of the darkness, the abyss was connected to the sea of ​​blood, and the monster opened its **** mouth and devoured the limbs in the sea of ​​blood one by one.

The wailing and cries were endless, and the voice was filled with pain to the extreme despair, sharp and tragic, and penetrated through the chaotic time, piercing the heart.

Long Shen!

The old man opened his mouth slightly, and the sound was like a mosquito, but it was like a heavy hammer, hitting Long Shen's eardrum.

Dragon Bureau!

It may be from Song Zhicun, or it may be from the mouths of other people in the Special Administration Bureau, overlapping, familiar and unfamiliar.

boss!

It was He Yu's voice.

There is also watching Chaosheng, Zhong Yuyi.

Long Shen once took them from birth to death countless times, and turned them into safety, but now they are all sinking into the sea of ​​blood, unable to save themselves, and can only look at him from a distance, full of pain and despair.

Master!

There is another person, whose face is blurred and cannot be seen clearly, but he will never forget that voice.

Only that voice, passing through layers of demonic barriers, mountains of corpses and seas of blood, came from the red moon covering the world, and from the wreckage everywhere, so that he would never mistake it, but it was like the top of Mount Tai, pressing directly on his heart and crushing it. His last layer of astral qi.

Long Shen was slightly shocked, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with bright red.