Chapter 13 Chapter Twelve

Monk Peter slowly opened his eyes and found that he was being carried on his shoulders by someone.The man ran all the way in the mountains, and the mountains on both sides kept retreating, his body was bumped up and down, which made him very uncomfortable, and he almost stared at the stars. He had exhausted all his energy and thought during the time he had laid out just now, almost exhausted all his lamps.Although he opened his eyes at this time, his vision was still blurred, his spirit was also ignorant, and he had lost the ability to judge the situation of the surrounding environment. "Okay, it's safer here, let him go." A woman's voice came, and this voice was so familiar.Monk Peter frowned and tried hard to think, but his head hurt badly.He felt himself being lifted off his shoulders and resting on a stone slab.The stone slab was quite flat and very cold, which really lifted his mind.

Immediately, a handkerchief wiped the blood around his mouth carefully, and poured another cool drink into his mouth.I don't know what this drink is, but it has the effect of clearing the mind and refreshing the mind. As soon as he drank it, Peter felt better. He gasped for a moment, looked around intently, and saw that he was in a dark grotto.Yan Zheng and Zhuge Yihui stood aside, Nineteen stood far away at the entrance of the cave, looking out vigilantly.He smelled a strange fragrance, turned his head, and saw Qin Yi squatting beside him with a smile on his face, holding a can of Red Bull and a handkerchief in his hand.

"..." "Hello, Master Peter, long time no see." Qin Yi looked quite happy seeing Monk Peter's stiff expression. "You rescued me?" "Not entirely, Yan Zheng and Zhuge Yihui take turns carrying you on their backs. I'm a delicate woman, but I can't carry Grandmaster." Monk Peter turned his inquiring eyes to Yan Zheng and Zhuge Yihui, and they both nodded.The only difference is that Yan Zheng ordered calmly, but Zhuge Yihui was a little embarrassed.It was no wonder that Nanming Mountain was supposed to be a place the Zhuge family knew very well, but it was really a shame for the Zhuge family to be ambushed here.

"Whatever your motives are, thank you," he said firmly. Qin Yi giggled: "Master, you are a monk, and you are not the same as you are. You clearly hate him to death, but you still have to pretend to be very polite. This will violate the precepts." Monk Peter was told by her As for the central matter, he had no choice but to keep silent. Now his mental strength is too weak to argue with her. Yan Zheng came over at this moment, patted Peter's hand, and said comfortingly: "Peter, don't worry, Miss Qin has no malicious intentions, I guarantee my character." As soon as the words fell, Nineteen, who was watching at the entrance of the cave, heard from afar. A cold "hum".Yan Zheng was not angry, and said leisurely: "I said it long ago, how could such a beautiful woman be a bad person!"

Qin Yi turned his head to look at Yan Zheng, his eyes fluttered, half angry, "Your mouth is so sweet, you must often lie to girls like this?" "Where, I have always been clumsy with my tongue, so I can only use double sincerity to appease the girls' hearts." Seeing them flirting, Monk Peter felt dissatisfied, and murmured, "What happened just now?" After he sprayed blood to support the shield, he completely lost consciousness and had no idea what happened afterwards. Yan Zheng replied: "Oh, Peter, after you fainted, Miss Qin Yi suddenly appeared outside the shield and gave us an idea. I used thrush to restore the broken beads, and nineteen used rafters to amplify your remaining spirit force, forcing the Buddha beads to explode, causing chaos on the scene. Then Ms. Qin used the scales to make the people around her feel dizzy, and I took the opportunity to run out with you on my shoulders."

Qin Yi's Linjiao pen was refined by Zhang Hua in the Jin Dynasty. He was born to control human nerves and control various nerve impulses.Just now she used her ability to stimulate the semicircular canals of Liu Yuanyuan and the others, making them dizzy, and took the opportunity to escape with the four of them. After Monk Peter finished listening, he adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and remained silent. Yan Zheng said again: "Now we have arrived at a depression in Nanming Mountain, the enemy won't be chasing us for the time being, you can take care of Peter at ease." Monk Peter raised his head, took another sip of Red Bull, and suddenly said, "Miss Qin, what do you want us to do?"

"Hey, master, why did you say that?" "Miss Qin has always been willing to quarrel with her master to save us at this time. It must be that we have some value, and it is not low." Monk Peter said lightly.This woman once claimed to be Wei Qingang's daughter and deceived the patriarch into trusting her. She stole several pen spirits from Wei Zhuang and committed heinous crimes. Qin Yi said with a smile: "As expected of Master Peter, he hit the nail on the head. I'm looking for you, of course I want to ask for something - but before that, master, can you satisfy a woman's desire to gossip?"

"Ok?" Qin Yi said: "That Liu Yuanyuan seems to have some connections with the master, I wonder if I can guess correctly?" Monk Peter's eyes darkened, Qin Yi said again: "That woman's pen spirit is very strange, although I don't know its name, but it The aura is extremely weak, and it is not refined by any famous person. It can only be used to provoke the opponent's inner paranoia. If it is discovered, it is worthless; but if it is captured by her, the paranoia will be multiplied until Consciousness is completely stuffed and sluggish." When she said this, she paused deliberately, looked at Monk Peter and said, "But when she attacked Master, something strange happened. I just observed for a long time, Master, you are the most oppressed and paranoid by her pen spirit, but There is no look of fatigue at all, but the pressure is getting stronger and stronger, and it can even strengthen the shield with this paranoid air, which is exactly the opposite of the reaction of ordinary people. There is only one explanation for this, that is, the subject has a very strong feeling for the caster himself. Only strong paranoia can achieve this effect of not being weak but being strong. How could it be such a coincidence?"

Monk Peter's expression was very strange, which was a rare expression for him who was always calm. "When that Liu Yuanyuan approached the shield and tapped it with a pen, the seemingly unbreakable shield suddenly collapsed." Qin Yi added: "I remember that woman said something, why did you treat me The heart knot is so heavy." Zhuge Yihui nodded secretly at the side. He had already noticed the details Qin Yi said, but it was not easy to ask because of his position. Yan Zheng couldn't help but interjected: "Are these gossips important? Do I have to answer now?"

Qin Yi replied without hesitation: "Of course! You know, Liu Yuanyuan's pen spirit is extremely weak, and she rarely travels alone, mostly doing auxiliary work. This time, she was chosen by the master to be alone. I really doubt that she is was deliberately singled out against Monk Peter." Zhuge Yihui doubted: "If you say that you deliberately deal with Luo Zhongxia, it can also be explained as coveting the Qinglian pen; Master Peter doesn't even have a pen spirit, so why put such effort?" He didn't have any contempt. It's just that Peter is in the same situation as him, both are proficient in pen learning but don't have a pen, and subconsciously feel that they are inferior to pen officials.

Qin Yi smiled and said, "This is what Master Peter is going to tell us." Monk Peter closed his eyes and didn't open them for a long time. He could only see his facial muscles twitching slightly from time to time, as if his heart was struggling. Yan Zheng couldn't bear it when he saw it, and said, "Dude, if you don't want to talk about it, forget it, don't make it difficult for yourself." He said seriously to Qin Yi: "Girls gossip, I understand that. But it's digging people's privacy, It's a bit unreasonable." Qin Yi shrugged: "I don't gossip. If the master doesn't want to talk about it, then don't talk about it. Anyway, it's not my fault that I delayed a major event." Peter reluctantly raised a hand, picked up the corner of the monk's robe, wiped his glasses, and said in a dry and bitter voice that was different from the past: "Well, I can't eat overnight, and I don't have any intentions. This matter will be exposed sooner or later. Today Since she showed up, it can be seen that the time has come. I'll tell Benefactor Qin that you should listen carefully." Qin Yi, Yan Zheng, and Zhuge Yihui all pretended to be listening attentively, and even Nineteen, who was watching at the entrance of the cave, took a step inward quietly.Peter thought for a while, then slowly said: "This matter has to start with Wei Qinggang's defection... That day when Wei Qing just disappeared, Wei Shiran was deprived of his family status, several masters in the family died, and Wei Dingbang, who had just taken over the position of patriarch, was also seriously injured and had to hand over most of the affairs to his younger brother Wei Dingguo. This incident had a great impact on the Wei family, and there were many doubts about Wei Dingbang in the clan, thinking that he was incapable of teaching his children Qualified to sit in the position of patriarch. Later, through the mediation between Wei Dingguo and the former old patriarch Wei Tongsu, Wei Dingbang's position was finally retained, but under the pressure of the family, he was asked to make an oath - the descendants of Wei Dingbang's line In other words, once Wei Dingbang resigns, the patriarch must be handed over to another family. Even Wei Dingguo has been implicated and deprived of the right to receive the pen spirit—fortunately, he doesn’t care .” "Could it be that Wei Dingbang has another son besides Wei Qinggang?" "Yes, that's me. My lay name is Wei Qingdong." Monk Peter said calmly.Qin Yi knew about this relationship for a long time, so he was not surprised. Yan Zheng, Zhuge Yihui and Shijiu were taken aback, they didn't know that he was from such a prominent background. "I was less than one year old at the time, so how could I know these things. My mother died early, and my father was disabled. They were brought up by relatives in the clan. I was carefree when I was young, except that I had to get medical treatment because of congenital myopia. Apart from wearing glasses, I am no different from other children. At that time, Yuanyuan always called me four eyes." Peter said here, with a slight smile on his lips. Yan Zheng smiled and said, "So you've been wearing these gold-rimmed glasses since you were a child." Qin Yi quietly twisted his waist, signaling him to be quiet and not to interrupt.Seeing the ambiguous actions of these two people, Nineteen couldn't help curling his lips. "Yuanyuan's surname is Liu, and her family was originally an outsider's surname near Weizhuang. Later, her father died of illness, and her mother remarried to Wei's family. According to the rules of the family, she moved to live in the inner village of Weizhuang. We grew up Playing together. I was timid and cowardly at that time, but she was a stubborn girl who always protected me and took care of me, like a big sister. "From the age of six, the children of the Wei family have to receive education in traditional Chinese culture. They have to learn about piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, books, rites and music. Since then, I have realized that I am different from others. The teachers in the private school are teaching us. When Wei Zhuang was a child, he often favored me intentionally or unintentionally. He never gave me an in-depth explanation, and was always perfunctory. His attitude was very different from teaching other children. I was young at that time, and I didn’t understand what was going on. I am sad, and my personality gradually becomes withdrawn. Fortunately, every time Yuanyuan is out of class, she will share with me what the teacher said, and explain everything to me in detail. I feel very lucky about this. If the teacher treats everyone equally, I will I don't have many opportunities to be with her. My father has been ill in bed for many years, and Uncle Ding Guo is busy all day long. The only people who can talk to me are Yuan Yuan and Teacher Zeng. "It wasn't until I was a little older that I gradually understood why those private school gentlemen had such attitudes, and also understood the impact of Wei Qinggang—my elder brother—on the Wei family. As Wei Dingbang's only second son, am I right? Those who are allowed to touch the world of pen spirits are their fate. The Wei family respects pen spirits, and those who own pen spirits or those who are recognized as qualified to own pen spirits will be respected. In our children's circle, this rule still exists. Everyone Although I have been playing since I was a child, I also unconsciously treat my peers in different ways. People like me who are doomed to have no pen skills, even if they have been doing well in Chinese studies, will definitely be despised and rejected by the circle. Rejection. The older I get, the stronger this feeling becomes, but what can I do? Only Yuanyuan knows my pain, because she is a foreigner, and she is also rejected by others. The two of us know each other and accompany each other, and study poetry and songs together Fu, playing the piano and studying ink together, only with her can I find the joy of childhood. It doesn’t matter whether we are childhood sweethearts or childhood sweethearts, anyway, we both know each other. "If life continues like this, I may gradually move to outer villages like Uncle Ding Guo and other people who don't have a pen spirit, and fade out of the inner village. I will have nothing to do with the pen spirit from then on. Yuan Yuan I wanted to be a pen official, and said that I would secretly get a pen spirit for me. Neither of us said anything, but we understood each other's intentions. If we have a pen spirit, we can always be together. "But when I was sixteen years old, a big event happened, that is, the returning of the writing spirit to the clan. The returning of the writing spirit to the clan is a ceremony of the Wei family. Once every five years, all the young talents of the Wei family will enter the Bibi Cave. Liberate all the pen spirits, and hope that I can be favored by one of the pen spirits, and become a pen official, and reach the sky in one step." "You must be ineligible to participate again?" Yan Zheng asked. Monk Peter shook his head: "On the contrary, I was unexpectedly allowed to participate in this return to the sect. Probably because I showed the talent of writing, and I usually keep a low profile. The elders of the Wei family feel that talents are rare, so they can consider making an accommodation. I am very happy. After more than ten years of repression, my desire for the spirit of the pen is stronger than anyone else. But this relaxation has harmed another person, that is, Yuan Yuan. Wei’s Bibi Cave cannot enter too many people at a time , there is a quota limit. I was included in the list, but it was Yuan Yuan who was squeezed out—she was born with a foreign surname, so she was naturally the first priority for the elders to eliminate. Yuan Yuan has a strong personality, and always thinks that only when she becomes a pen official can she feel proud This time, she misunderstood that I was making trouble for myself, so she lost her temper. Alas, I was young and energetic at the time, and I felt that I was not playing tricks or doing anything wrong, so I didn't back down at all. , the two broke up unhappy. "On the night before the Guizong meeting, an alarm sounded in the village, and someone tried to sneak into the Cangbi Cave. I was nearby at the time, and I rushed over to check, but found Yuanyuan standing at the entrance of the cave. I asked her why she did this? Yuanyuan said she didn't intend to break in, and asked me if I believed her? I replied that the evidence was solid, so there was nothing to justify. Yuanyuan just smiled. I have forgotten her sad smile at that time. no..." Monk Peter had a pained look on his face, and it was obvious that he was talking about the most painful place. "At that time, I said a stupid thing that still hurts my heart and lungs. I said why you surnamed Liu would fight us for a pen. I was so stupid, really, hey, I didn't know that sentence hurt her the most Deep, probably in my subconscious mind, I still place the most importance on the identities of Bi Ling and Bi Tomb Officials, and I can even ignore Yuan Yuan’s feelings when necessary. It was too much, and I wanted to apologize, but I couldn't hold back my face. During this hesitation, Yuan Yuan came over. "The children of the Wei family have to learn some supernatural methods before becoming a pen official. I am one of the best. When I saw Yuanyuan approaching, I subconsciously thought she was going to attack me—I didn't even know how at that time." There would be such a ridiculous idea——I fought back. Unprepared Yuanyuan didn't expect that I would really make a move, and was severely injured all of a sudden. I was terrified, and quickly helped her up, desperately Apologize. But it was too late, Yuan Yuan struggled to get up, wiped off the blood from the corner of her mouth, gave me a resentful look, turned and left... "I knew that I had made a big mistake. I couldn't regret it. I didn't even have the chance to catch up and explain it. It wasn't until then that I realized how important Yuanyuan was to me. I only cherish it when I lose it, but there is still What's the use? After I returned home in a daze, I found out from Uncle Dingguo that the quota for returning to the clan that was allotted to me was simply a bureau for the elders in the clan. They didn't want someone with a foreign surname to participate. Guizong, I don't want my brother, the traitor Wei Qinggang, to get the pen spirit, and use this trick to kill three people. Those people have no fear and knots about Wei Qinggang's incident, and they have not had a bit of jealousy over the years. Elimination has been hanging over my head like a dark cloud. Uncle Dingguo and my father, knowing this kind of thing, kept silent because of the "big picture" they said. And the seemingly unbreakable relationship between Yuanyuan and I, but because of this clumsy But who can I blame? It’s me who doesn’t trust Yuanyuan; I." Speaking of this, Monk Peter seemed to be ten years old, he had to stop to take a breath, drank a few more sips of Red Bull, and then continued: "When I knew all this, I really lost all hope and had nothing to love. , almost thought of committing suicide. Teacher Zeng stopped me in time, but it only dispelled my idea of ​​suicide. I hate Uncle Dingguo, my father, and all the elders of the Wei family. This hypocritical family continues to stay. I left Wei Zhuang, but the world is big, but there is no room for me. In the end, I chose to escape into Buddhism and become a monk, hoping to get some comfort from Buddhism and let me forget all this When I was ordained, I made two vows: first, even if I had the best chance in this life, I would never be a pen official—this was to punish my human nature that was twisted by desire; From now on, I will only practice 100% of the art of defense, and never touch those abilities that can hurt others—this is to punish me for wrongly hurting Yuanyuan. As you can see, this is the origin of who I am today .” Monk Peter let out a long breath, indicating that the story was finally finished, as if a heavy burden had been lifted.This heavy psychological burden that I have been carrying for twenty years has not been let go until today.As a philosopher said: Telling others about your pain will not necessarily alleviate the pain, but at least letting others understand why you are suffering is also a kind of relief. The surrounding audience remained silent.None of them expected that there was such a story hidden behind Monk Peter's eccentricity of not being good at writing but only good at defending.There was something flickering in Qin Yi's eyes, she shook her head, trying to hide that emotion, and asked softly: "So when she appeared in front of you again, all your guilt of the past twenty years will emerge Out?" "Yes, if the owner of that pen is changed to someone else, I'm afraid I will die of guilt. But when I found out that it was Yuan Yuan, that guilt turned into a strong longing, which made my will even stronger. Be firm. The more pain and guilt you feel, the more determined you will be. I want to see her and say sorry." "You should have said that long ago." A woman's voice suddenly came from outside the cave, along with Shijiu's painful groans.