I will Bury the Gods Chapter 218: : Be frank and lenient

Facing Mu Shijing's invitation, Chu Yingchan showed hesitation.

"What if we leave and they come back and can't find us?" Chu Yingchan asked worriedly.

But Mu Shijing said calmly: "Don't worry, they won't come back for a while."

After hearing this, Chu Yingchan couldn't tell whether Miss Mu's words were comforting or not, so she could only purse her pale crimson lips, forcing a faint smile.

Seeing that Fairy Chu was hesitant, Mu Shijing walked up to her, took her hand, and said, "How many times have I told you that Master is also in our hometown? If you don't believe it, they still don't believe it!" Is Master? With Master here, what can happen to them? Hmm... It can’t be that Master also has trouble with him, right?"

Chu Yingchan's tender neck tilted slightly, and she glanced at Mu Shijing faintly. Mu Shijing understood, and her voice became softer and softer. Finally, she cleared her throat and said guiltyly: "Don't worry, Master said Fatongtian, how can I be swayed by my few words?"

Chu Yingchan nodded with a smile, and walked back to the court together with Mu Shijing.

"I... am not ready yet." Chu Yingchan evaded.

"What kind of preparation is needed for this?" Mu Shijing said: "Leave when you are happy, and return when you are happy."

"But we are leaving together, what about Bai Zhu?" Chu Yingchan still hesitated.

"Bring them together." Mu Shijing said.

"Yes..."

"Do you dislike Xiaobai Zhu?"

"Why, it's just... Bai Zhu still has homework." Chu Yingchan hesitated.

"I'll just write Bai Zhu's homework for her. Master won't be able to find out anyway." Mu Shijing planned carefully.

Chu Yingchan wanted to refute, but she was unable to open her mouth. She bowed her head in deep thought, and finally asked, "Why does Miss Mu want to walk with me?"

"Who else will we go with?" Mu Shijing asked back.

Chu Yingchan quietly looked at Mu Shijing's cold and bright dimple. Something came to her mind, but she hesitated to speak. Mu Shijing also noticed the subtle change in her mood, and asked, "What are you thinking about?" What?"

Just at this time, they walked halfway up the mountain, and the mountain wind was wrapped in thick clouds and mist, and the two skirts were submerged like waves. The description becomes blurred.

All of a sudden, Chu Yingchan seemed to have returned to the gray mist of the Immortal Abroad, everything in the world was far away from her, and there was only a distant shadow around her.

"Miss Mu." Chu Yingchan said.

"Huh?"

"If Miss Mu knew what kind of person I am, would you still walk with me?" Chu Yingchan said in a strange way.

Although she had made up her mind to confess the matter between herself and Lin Shouxi to Xiaohe, the parting began before she could open her mouth. She was depressed for a long time and never told Mu Shijing about it.

There will be no better chance than this... Chu Yingchan made up her mind at this moment, because she was afraid that after the clouds cleared, she would lose her courage again.

But at this time, the voice from the other side of the cloud was clear and calm: "Are you finally planning to tell me yourself?"

Chu Yingchan was startled, looked back, and saw Mu Shijing's figure amidst the turbulent clouds, the light passed through the clouds, changed from sharp to mottled, and shone on her body, she looked like an ethereal soul.

"You... know everything?" Chu Yingchan said dully.

"Of course, in the past two months, I've seen you depressed, your heart fluttering, and you almost put your worries on your face." Mu Shijing said.

"Is that so..." Chu Yingchan touched her face with the back of her hand, and it was slightly hot.

Seeing Chu Yingchan's expression, Mu Shijing leaned over, stretched out his fingers to support her chin, raised the fairy's charming dimple, and asked with a charming smile: "So... When did Fairy Chu start liking Xiaohe?"

Chu Yingchan was stunned again, she looked at Mu Shijing fixedly, her mouth moved, she tried to explain something, but she couldn't speak, her cheeks were blushing, thanks to the cloud and mist that hadn't dissipated for a long time, otherwise she I'm afraid I'm going to run away.

When Mu Shijing saw this, she giggled, trembling wildly. She stretched out her hand, pinched Chu Yingchan's face, and said, "If you have the ability to have an affair with your relatives and disciples, but your face is like this... Easy to be popular? The fairy is really cute, if I were Lin Shouxi, I'm afraid it would be difficult to control."

While talking, Mu Shijing looked Chu Yingchan up and down, his eyes were sly, like a prodigal son.

Chu Yingchan has been looking a little haggard recently, but her figure has not changed at all. If there is no such a fairy face pressing down, just looking at this curvy and graceful body, it will only make people feel shockingly gorgeous and coquettish... This is The unique coquettishness, if it increases by one point, it will be the arrogance of Gong Yu, and if it is reduced by one point, it will be the beauty of Mu Shijing.

Looking at the girl in black dress who was smiling coquettishly, Chu Yingchan realized that she was joking with herself earlier...Chu Yingchan was even a little glad that Mu Shijing knew about it. If she didn't know, she really didn't know Know how to speak.

"Aren't you... not angry?" Chu Yingchan asked.

"What's the use of being angry, can I still punish you for Xiaohe?" Mu Shijing's eyes were filled with a few traces of sadness, but then disappeared, she smiled and said: "What if sister Fairy It's the kind of person who likes to be punished, what should I do?"

After hearing this, Chu Yingchan quickened her pace in shame, but Mu Shijing grabbed the bow tied around her waist. The fairy had no choice but to slow down her pace, if she walked too fast, her skirt would be torn apart.

"You don't really like it, do you?" Mu Shijing asked.

"No." Chu Yingchan bit her lip, not daring to admit it.

"Then... Fairy Chu, tell me the story between you and your good disciple." Mu Shijing continued to ask.

"Impossible." Chu Yingchan's voice was softer, her ears turning red.

"So Fairy Chu wants to go with me?" Mu Shijing changed the subject.

Compared with the previous question, this question is infinitely more gentle, Chu Yingchan didn't hesitate any longer, and nodded slightly: "Okay."

……

Time flies, and it is May in a blink of an eye.

Xiaohe leaned against the wooden door, looking at the distant clouds.

The walls of the temple were painted with new yellow paint, and the flowers outside were in bloom.

This is what Xiaohe saw.

Xiaohe sometimes feels that the world is not real, it is just the projection of the mind after distorting the five senses, under this world, there should be an essential world, that world is not obtained by relying on the five senses...

This is her daily cranky thinking. Although she often runs into walls, she never tires of it.

Xiaohe looked at Huiyun, and walked around the Buddhist hall. The disciples who came and went would stop and salute when they saw her, and she would return the salute in a demure manner.

All the disciples in the temple knew that the holy Bodhisattva was just a female patron who lived in the temple temporarily and would leave soon, but the holy Bodhisattva kept saying that he wanted to leave, but he never left.

The disciples didn't feel that this was the holy bodhisattva's words. Instead, they felt that there must be some kind of Buddhist principles in it, but they were stupid and didn't understand it.

Xiaohe felt that she should be more cruel, but also felt that this kind of cruelty went against her heart.

In this way, she staggered until May.

She felt that she was waiting for Lin Shouxi to wake up—even though she knew the truth, she still hoped that Lin Shouxi could explain it to her personally.

I don't want to think about this for now...

In the afternoon, Xiaohe wore a snow-white robe, closed her eyes and rested for a while, then went down the mountain for a walk.

Xiaohe often walks down the mountain alone, or travels around the mountains to relax, or travels to prove his morality, and also goes to the market to buy some meat and carrots for Baihu.

Eating meat is to respect the nature of the white tiger, but this tiger king is half-cultivated, so she will also feed some carrots, which is to respect its humanity.

But obviously, Big White Tiger doesn't want her to respect his humanity.

Xiaohe came back in the evening, she went back to the room, opened the window, and saw Lin Shouxi opened his eyes.

Lin Shouxi woke up in the evening of May.

He was in a coma for three whole months.

Waking up from the muddy dream, Lin Shouxi turned his head away with difficulty, and just saw Xiaohe standing beside the bed. The sunset dyed the scenery behind Xiaohe crimson, but her clothes were better than snow In the sunset, it seems to be independent of the secular world, bright and indescribable.

Faced with Lin Shouxi's awakening, Xiaohe didn't show much surprise. She didn't even enter the door immediately. Instead, she closed the window and left Lin Shouxi who had just woken up. She went to the cliff alone, Looking at the sunset, until the first moonlight.

When he returned to the room, Lin Shouxi still had his eyes open.

His body was devastated by the guarding inheritance, and his injuries were worse than in the battle with Luo Chu'e. In this world, his realm and physique were suppressed, and the repairing ability of the inner cauldron was greatly reduced, so even if he After resting for three months, he just went from chaos to sobriety, and he didn't even have the ability to get out of bed.

He tried to drive his body, but after several failed attempts, he gave up and just lay quietly, waiting for Xiaohe to come back.

Xiaohe came back in the middle of the night.

The door was pushed open, and a snow-haired girl in a snow robe walked in, as light as a gust of wind.

Lin Shouxi opened his mouth and uttered a few hoarse syllables, as if to say something.

Xiaohe stopped, touched his lips with her fingers, shook her head, and said, "Take a good rest, I don't want to hear it now."

Lin Shouxi blinked slightly.

Xiaohe walked to the depths of the room.

Lin Shouxi heard a rustling sound, and then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the white robe slipping to the ground. If he turned his head slightly, he could see the exquisite and graceful scene, but his neck was stiff, Unable to move at all, he could only lie quietly, sensing the girl's departure. After a while, the sound of water came faintly.

After Xiaohe came back, she changed into a Buddhist robe.

Lin Shouxi had never seen Xiaohe dressed up like this before, and he only felt classical and holy. He thought about the bells he heard in the evening, and realized that he should be in a temple now.

This should be his hometown.

No matter where he was, when he woke up and saw that Xiaohe hadn't left, he felt unparalleled peace of mind.

"I will leave." Xiao He seemed to have seen through his thoughts, and said, "I am not leaving now, I am just repaying you for saving me. I will leave when you recover from your injuries."

Lin Shouxi was speechless. Fortunately, he was speechless.

The weather is getting warmer.

In the early morning of the next day, Xiaohe went out early. She fetched the wood, raised the sword and dropped it, and worked all morning.

"This is the wheelchair I asked the monk to help you build. From now on, you can go out in this." Xiaohe pushed the wooden wheelchair into the room.

From then on, Lin Shouxi sat on a wooden chair and was pushed by Xiaohe.

Xiaohe has nothing urgent to do, so she always walks slowly, like taking a walk.

Xiaohe took him to the doctor.

The doctor helped Lin Shouxi check the injury and was shocked.

"How did he live in this world?" The doctor was so frightened that he could speak incoherently, and it took him a long time to recover.

"Well, he's really **** good." Xiaohe said calmly.

The doctor shook his head and hurriedly said, Miss, you misunderstood. This young man's injury is rare in the world. He looks fine on the outside, but his internal organs are almost destroyed. Only the heart is still alive, and his throat is almost broken. Carbonization, no toughness at all, no wonder I can't say a word.

After hearing this, Xiao He hurriedly asked the doctor to point out the location of the coffin shop.

The doctor helped point out the way, and Xiaohe pushed Lin Shouxi to choose a coffin.

Lin Shouxi wanted to stop him, but he couldn't make a sound, so he could only let Xiaohe push him.

Passing a market, Xiao He stopped.

It was very lively in the distance, as if they were buying or selling something.

Xiaohe pushed Lin Shouxi over to have a look, and saw that they were auctioning a painting. There are two words written in the upper right corner of the painting: Sleeping Buddha.

According to the painting seller, this painting depicts a sleeping arhat, and vividly tells the story of the arhat's ups and downs from man to Buddha.

Xiaohe thinks this is absurd. This painting is simply childish and has no sense of beauty. Will anyone buy such a painting?

Then, she was surprised to find that the people in the audience raised the price of the painting higher and higher.

"Do you think this painting is worth money? It's worth blinking once, and it's not worth blinking twice." Xiaohe asked Lin Shouxi, and after asking, Xiaohe still didn't forget to add: "By the way, I don't like this painting .”

Lin Shouxi blinked tactfully.

Xiaohe nodded, indicating that he doesn't need to sleep in the coffin tonight.

Originally, Xiaohe thought that the sale of paintings was a scam. The master of selling paintings entrusted someone to deliberately drive up the price to arouse the curiosity and comparison among some wealthy businessmen, so he took it over. It was discovered that the painter herself knew him, and he was the one she saved during a certain bandit suppression.

She questioned the artist why he wanted to lie. Seeing that it was the holy Bodhisattva in person, the artist dared not do anything wrong, and repeatedly complained that he was wronged.

"You are the most famous painter in the area, so you can sell this broken painting so expensively? Are you bullying a fool?" Xiaohe asked displeased.

"The Bodhisattva is wronged... Bodhisattvas should know that it took me thirty years to cultivate my reputation today. During these thirty years, I not only traveled all over the mountains and rivers, but also entered the court, and people all recognized me. , so whether a painting is good or not is not determined by them, but by me. This is not my arbitrariness, but the power that people actively give me, the power to turn stone into gold." The painter said sincerely: "I am here today. Selling this painting is because I want to know how far my power has reached."

Looking back, Xiaohe saw that the rich merchants were still bidding for the painting, and it was getting more and more popular. She didn't know whether it was joy or worry.

"But even though you are famous, you were still **** by the robbers." Xiaohe said.

"The person who was **** with me was an unknown scholar. He was killed before the holy Bodhisattva came to save him." The painter said.

"So you didn't lie to anyone?" Xiao He finally asked.

"Of course not, this is art!" the painter said loudly.

If Xiaohe realized something, she didn't make things difficult for the painter, and turned to leave.

While walking, Xiaohe stopped and asked Lin Shouxi: "If I give you the power to have three wives and four concubines, how many more will you marry?"

When Lin Shouxi heard this, he didn't dare to blink, but unfortunately, there was a gust of sand blowing, and Lin Shouxi was forced to blink when he was caught off guard.

Blinks three times.

"Three?" Xiao He narrowed her eyes.

Lin Shouxi shook his head quickly, but it was difficult for him to move his head, and he could only tremble slightly.

"Oh? Isn't three enough?" Xiaohe deliberately misinterpreted the meaning of his shaking his head.

“…”

Sensing the awe-inspiring killing intent behind him, Lin Shouxi kept silent like a cicada, not daring to make a mistake.

After that, Xiao He did not go to the coffin shop, but took him to the river for a walk.

There are many people by the river.

Where there are many people, there are always strange people and strange things.

While wandering by the river, suddenly a man who looked like a scholar rushed out, ran to the street, hugged his head and shouted to the sky, it was very painful.

Xiaohe pushed Lin Shouxi over to look.

This scholar is a well-known scholar in the local area and has written many famous books. He doesn't know how to practice, but he has given fundamental guidance to countless practitioners on the road of cultivating their minds, and is respected.

A few years ago, this old pedant returned to his hometown and began to devote himself to studying ancient books and repairing his works.

But a few months ago, the old pedant went mad.

Everyone rushed to stop him, and the pedantic old mother also ran out tremblingly on crutches, holding her son's hand and crying. Xiaohe found out that she had met this mother before. A few months ago, this old lady had come to Guangning Temple to ask for medicine to cure madness. The disease was more serious than she imagined.

When the grandmother saw Xiaohe, she hurriedly shouted: "Saint Bodhisattva, help me."

Xiaohe borrowed a pen and paper, wrote a talisman, dissolved it in the water, and asked the grandmother to give it to her son. After drinking the talisman water, the old scholar gradually became sober. He thanked the holy Bodhisattva and went back to the house in a daze. .

Puzzled, Xiaohe followed him and asked him the reason for his madness.

The old pedant told her that the reason for his madness was simple, because he misunderstood himself, so he went crazy.

"Misunderstand yourself?" Xiaohe was very puzzled.

"Well, I wrote a book about Taoism ten years ago, but a few months ago, I opened it again, but I didn't understand it... It's not so much that I didn't understand it, it's better to say that I misunderstood it for ten years. What I was before.” The old pedant sighed and said, “Ten years ago, my thinking seemed to be right, but now, I can no longer walk on the right path.”

"Is it because of getting old and lack of strength?" Xiaohe asked.

"Maybe, maybe not." The old scholar said: "Maybe it's just because I didn't express myself clearly ten years ago... Words are like this, there is no way to truly express the meaning. From the beginning, people’s original intentions will be more or less twisted by the words, even if I am its author, when I look back and examine it, I often don’t know what I am writing.”

Xiaohe seemed to have a clear understanding, she nodded slightly, and continued to ask: "Then why are you crazy?"

Maybe it was because of his deep thinking, but this time the old pedant failed to give an answer. He sat on a chair and described himself as getting older.

Xiaohe pushed Lin Shouxi to leave.

Xiaohe knows that the misunderstandings of the old scholars are not misunderstandings in the secular sense, but the natural constraints of words on people, which is inevitable.

But between her and Lin Shouxi, there are many misunderstandings of secular meaning ~IndoMTL.com~ It is time to resolve them.

Another seven days have passed.

During these seven days, Xiaohe pushed Lin Shouxi down the mountain every day, walking around and looking for local customs and customs.

Seven days later, Lin Shouxi's hands and feet were still unable to move, but his throat had recovered a lot.

This was Xiaohe's mandatory request. She hoped that Lin Shouxi could speak quickly, so she asked him to focus on recuperating his throat. So these days, almost all the pills he made from the inner cauldron were tilted towards his throat.

After being able to speak, of course Lin Shouxi couldn't avoid Xiaohe's torture.

The Buddha bell rang.

In the dead of night, the doors and windows are closed.

Inside the house.

Xiaohe took a small wooden stick, knocked Lin Shouxi's head like a wooden fish, and said seriously:

"I'll give you one more chance, explain it well, don't lie to me anymore, if you lie to me again, I will leave tonight, and I will never forgive you."

Three months have passed, and Xiaohe's mood has long since calmed down. During this period, she has thought a lot, and there are several battles between heaven and man in her heart. At this moment, her implication is also obvious: Lin Shouxi still has a chance to be forgiven.

But this opportunity must be seized by him.

Lin Shouxi hummed, took a deep breath, and was about to speak - his lungs were still shattered, and when he inhaled, it felt like a knife was cut.

Finally, he began to confess the past. The voice is still weak and hoarse:

"The matter between me and Chu Yingchan has to start after the apprenticeship..."

Just as he finished his first sentence, he was interrupted by Xiao Heqing.

"Wait!" Xiaohe looked astonished, suspecting that she had heard it wrong: "You said... who are you with?"