I will Bury the Gods Chapter 220: : Morning bell and evening drum to meet old friends

The bell rang day after day, and the sound of chanting came from afar across the Buddhist hall.

Lin Shouxi was sitting in a wooden wheelchair, listening to the sounds outside the window quietly. Just a few drab elm leaves to be seen.

That morning, Xiaohe's white robe rolled up and left. When she came back, night had already fallen, and the girl looked peaceful, as if she had forgotten what happened last night. Wooden hairpins, skirts, go deep, burn incense and bathe.

The curling mist rose from the inside and rushed to the back of Lin Shouxi's neck, itching slightly, as if a girl was breathing behind her ear.

When she came out, Xiaohe put on a simple green dress, just like the first time we met, she walked slowly, her slender ankles were exquisite and slender.

Xiaohe lit a lamp on the desk, spread out the book casually, opened the window wider, lay down on the couch at the back, and fell asleep peacefully.

Lin Shouxi still sat motionless in front of the window.

The night had already fallen, and it was monotonous darkness outside. Lin Shouxi had nowhere to rest his eyes, and could only look at the books on the table, but his body was not healed, and he couldn't turn the pages of the book at all, so which page did he turn to? It all depends on Feng's mood. Looking at it, the words capture him like water, making him feel like drifting with the tide.

The next morning, Xiaohe got up on time.

She curled up on the couch, bent her legs, put thin snow socks on her jade feet, then arranged her clothes, fixed her hair pins, and stepped on a pair of small flat shoes.

Xiaohe has carefully dressed herself up, but this kind of dress is of little significance. When she goes out, she still uses the colorful magic feather to change her appearance.

Xiaohe seemed to have completely forgotten what happened yesterday, she pushed Lin Shouxi out as usual, and wandered around the villages and towns at the foot of Guangning Mountain.

There are many villages near the water at the foot of Guangning Mountain. In the distance, the mist is misty and the white waves are vast. Looking at the filthy homeland, I feel at a loss.

From the village to the town.

The combination of Xiaohe and Lin Shouxi has attracted a lot of attention. This place is not big, not even as famous as the Holy Bodhisattva. Almost everyone in the village and town today knows her. Then he surrounded him and begged the holy Bodhisattva to relieve his worries and doubts.

Xiaohe didn't refuse, she actually set up a stall, sat quietly, and explained the doubts of the visitors.

Lin Shouxi sat on the side and watched her quietly.

Xiaohe is sixteen years old this year. Although she is still innocent, she is far more calm and dignified than when she first met. She looks so gentle, elegant and knowledgeable. The world can't imagine that her childhood was spent in the deep mountains and old forests. of.

"Since it's a misunderstanding, it's good to reconcile. In the future, you can talk more and don't always keep the matter in your heart." Xiaohe is enlightening a couple.

After the couple left, another patient came in. The patient gave a general description of his illness. Xiaohe glanced at his face and wrote the prescription while saying:

"It's not that you've been poisoned by Gu poison, it's just that your kidney qi is depleted. In the future, remember to exercise restraint. Don't stay up all night and hurt your root... Take this to make medicine, so you can take care of it and heal within ten days."

There was laughter from the crowd queuing up behind him. The man took the prescription, thanked him and quickly covered his face and left.

The latter one is also a patient.

A couple brought a child to seek treatment from the Holy Bodhisattva. She described the child's condition with a worried face. The color of embarrassment.

The holy bodhisattva would be embarrassed, which is very rare. The couple who saw the doctor were frightened and asked, "Is my child...is there any help?"

"There is help." Xiaohe looked at the prescription and said firmly: "The prescription has been written, but there is still one medicine introduction."

"Medicine introduction? What?" The woman was puzzled, wondering what kind of rare and precious medicine this was, which made even the holy Bodhisattvas so embarrassed.

"I need a couple of his biological father's blood as a medicine." Xiaohe said.

The man showed doubts, thinking what is so difficult, but the woman seemed to have been shocked by an electric shock, her face was ashen, she looked at the holy Bodhisattva, and almost knelt down.

The man didn't notice the strange color of the woman, and stretched out his arm to bleed, but was stopped by Xiaohe.

"I was just joking, don't take it seriously, how can there be any herbal medicine in the world that uses human blood as a prescription?" Xiaohe smiled faintly, handed the prescription to them, and said, "I can only cure his illness, But whether he can grow up well depends on whether his parents can get rid of their heart disease."

"How to get rid of heart disease?" asked the woman.

"Isn't the answer in your heart?" Xiaohe smiled.

People left one after another, but the crowd didn't shorten at all. Xiaohe didn't show any impatience either. She watched one by one, either practicing medicine, mediating neighborhood disputes, or helping people. Breaking through the difficulties in practice and learning, all of them are convinced.

There is also a villain pretending to be a scholar, who came to ask questions, but Xiaohe pointed it out, and everyone knew that he was responsible for the unsolved case of killing people in the village a few years ago. Subdue and transfer to the government.

Seeing this, in the crowd behind, there were also many people who had done bad things timidly, and wanted to take the opportunity to slip away, but were captured by the sharp-eyed townspeople, and brought them one by one before the holy Bodhisattva to judge their crimes.

There were also those who saw the situation was not good and voluntarily knelt in front of them and surrendered.

"I voluntarily confess my crimes, can the Holy Bodhisattva be given a lighter sentence?" the man asked tremblingly.

Xiaohe glanced at Lin Shouxi nonchalantly, and said with a light smile: "The government may have such regulations, but my place is not the government."

The sun moved westward, and the purple light shrouded the ancient town, and the Guangning Mountain stretching behind was blurred like a huge phantom.

Xiaohe saw off the last person, stood up, closed the booth, and stretched lazily.

She pushed Lin Shouxi and continued to walk forward.

Xiaohe bought some steamed buns and gave them to many poor children. In the end, there was only one left. She asked Lin Shouxi if she wanted to eat it. Don't speak? Could it be that you are a little dumb?"

"..." Lin Shouxi couldn't open his mouth.

"Oh... I almost forgot. It turns out that the god's servant order has not been released yet." Xiaohe patted his head and asked, "Do you want the master to release the order for you? If you want, blink your eyes."

Lin Shouxi was neither humble nor overbearing, and he didn't blink, but he didn't expect Xiaohe to suddenly punch him in the face, and the attack was menacing. Although he stopped in front of him, Lin Shouxi still blinked subconsciously.

"Well, it's really cute."

Xiaohe smiled softly, snapped her fingers, and released Lin Shouxi's order to serve the gods.

One day and one night, Lin Shouxi was finally able to speak, but just as he opened his mouth, Xiaohe stuffed the last steamed bun into Lin Shouxi's mouth, and he couldn't speak again.

Looking at his current appearance, Xiaohe couldn't help rubbing the boy's hair. After rubbing his hair for a while, she seemed still dissatisfied. She slipped her hand down the long hair and gently touched the boy's earlobe. Breathing into his ears, it made Lin Shouxi tremble.

Lin Shouxi had the feeling that he was being bound back home by a female fairy and was about to be put on a steamer.

"As expected of Chu Chu's favorite man, he is so handsome." Xiao He pinched his face.

Lin Shouxi has given up resistance.

Although Xiaohe had been busy for a whole day, his interest still persisted, and he continued to push him forward. Along the way, they also met many people, some came to fight martial arts, some came to compete in martial arts, and some came to discuss scriptures, all of them were unbearable one strike.

Besides this, Xiaohe also had unexpected surprises.

In a certain gloomy village, a few knives gathered together, saying that the Holy Bodhisattva of Guangning Temple is actually a demon descended into the world, and they should kill her for the sake of the common people.

Xiaohe listened silently, and pushed Lin Shouxi to pass between them.

In addition to these, Lin Shouxi also heard many things, such as the destruction of the world.

Since the revival of true qi, the martial arts that were originally not well-known have suddenly stepped onto the stage. Those sects that occupy high mountains naturally possess unique resources for cultivating Taoism, and have produced many peerless masters. If you don't obey the imperial court's restraint and want to change the world and rule the world with Taoists, if the Taoist school is not still on the imperial court's side, the world will be in chaos long ago.

Similarly, the imperial court is also ready to fight back. Of course, the theory of destroying the saint is only spread among the people. In this year's Lantern Festival, a feast of holy lamps will be held, and heroes from all over the world will be invited.

Lin Shouxi doesn't care about these for the time being.

He just remembered the master of the Taoist sect.

My senior brothers and sisters are still being imprisoned by the Taoist sect, and I don't know what's going on. Moreover, if he and Xiaohe want to go back to the past world, I'm afraid they can only ask her for help.

He wanted to go to the Daomen, but Xiaohe had no such plan. She liked it very much. In this world, she gained a unique kind of tranquility.

It was late at night, but Xiaohe didn't take him home, but pushed him to the depths of a bamboo forest. In front of Lin Shouxi, she gently hugged his neck, and her fingertips slowly brushed over his skin.

"I will treat you as you treat Chuchu, okay?" Xiaohe asked with a smile.

Of course Lin Shouxi would not follow.

Lin Shouxi's body is still too early to recover, which makes him can only be slaughtered, but luck and fortune depend on each other, and thanks to his illness, Xiaohe did not make excessive molestation, she just teased Lin Shouxi for a while, then Quietly fell asleep.

The two slept in the bamboo forest all night. When they woke up in the morning, the corners of their clothes were wet with dew.

White clouds are long.

Time passed day by day.

Xiaohe’s daily life is very much the same, she meditates, or gives lectures to her disciples, and often strolls down the mountain by pushing Lin Shouxi to experience the local customs and customs of various places. defeat.

The month of May passed peacefully.

Summer is coming quietly.

In mid-June, the lotus has gradually grown into flower buds, and the Guangning Temple is surrounded by fragrance all day long.

During the more than one month of recuperation, Lin Shouxi's injuries have recovered very well. His body that was originally shattered and torn has almost healed, and the skin scorched by thunder and fire has also fallen off. The new skin is as tender as a baby. It is full of elasticity, and it doesn't take long before he can completely get rid of the wooden wheelchair and walk freely.

Xiao He never mentioned leaving again.

When the lotus began to bloom, Xiaohe pushed Lin Shouxi to admire the lotus.

By the lotus pond, the girl took off her shoes and socks, put them aside, and only dipped her thin white jade feet into the cool water, shaking them slightly, her blue skirt was spread out like a lotus leaf, and the water in the pool rippled. Shallow and thin, the summer lotus swayed, and the water splashed like silver.

Lin Shouxi looked lightly at the girl whose toes were bathing in water, her face was porcelain white, and she seemed to have blended into this leisurely summer scene, but the moment she blended in, the pond was full of lotus flowers. It loses its color.

Suddenly, dragonflies came flying in groups.

Xiaohe raised her head, looked at the dragonflies flying in the sky, stretched out her hand, a dragonfly landed on her fingertips, she seemed to be talking to this dragonfly, and said after a while:

"It's going to rain today."

But Xiaohe didn't seem to take her prophecy seriously. When she pushed Lin Shouxi down the mountain today, she didn't even bring an umbrella.

The residents of the village and town seem to have gotten used to the presence of the Holy Bodhisattva. When the girl passed by, they just nodded their heads and did not bother any more.

Walking on a deserted path, Xiaohe said softly:

"When you first saw me in the ancient court on the cliff, you saw me right away."

She paused, and continued: "Is it you who can see through me, or the black scales in your body?"

Lin Shouxi couldn't give an answer.

"If I changed my appearance and stood with you in the crowd, would you still be able to spot me at the first sight?" Xiaohe asked again.

"Yes." Lin Shouxi said calmly, "Whether you become tall or short, young or old, I can find you at a glance."

"Why?" Xiaohe asked.

"Because there are some things that Cai Huanyu can't change." Lin Shouxi said.

"Is this a beautiful word?"

"It's the truth."

"You swear."

"I swear."

The sky gradually became dark, and the clouds condensed and covered the sky. With the sound of thunder, the rain fell shortly afterwards. First, there were a few grains the size of beans, and soon there was a torrential downpour.

As Xiaohe said, it really rained.

The girl and the boy stood quietly in the rain.

"I'm going to buy an umbrella, you wait for me here, don't move around." Xiaohe said.

"Okay." Lin Shouxi agreed.

The rain became more and more urgent, and Xiaohe's footsteps were light and slow. She walked through the rain like a white rose.

She walked forward, walked into the heavy rain, walked into the crowd, and walked further and further away. She said she was going to buy an umbrella, but Lin Shouxi didn't see the umbrella, and she didn't see Xiaohe come back again. Gone, quietly.

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It rained for a long time, and Lin Shouxi waited in place until the rain stopped.

After the heavy rain, the golden sunlight pierced through the cracked clouds and shone on him. He held on to the handle of the wheelchair and stood up tremblingly. Finally, his body was able to stand upright.

He didn't immediately chase after Xiaohe's back, because he couldn't catch up now, the injury was still tearing his body, every step he took was like stepping on a nail, he just pushed the wheelchair like this, slowly Slowly walked back to Guangning Temple, just like how Xiaohe took care of herself in the past few months.

When he walked up Guangning Mountain, the night was like black ink. He stood on the top of the mountain and looked back, and the world was like a black river.

You never left, because I will definitely find you, no matter where the world ends...he thought.

He returned to the wing room, dried the clothes, and sorted out everything left by Xiaohe.

He found many things, but he didn't find the marriage letter.

It was not until midnight that he returned to the bed.

Lin Shouxi looked out the window, sleepless all night.

In the days that followed, he was still recuperating from his injuries. While recovering from his injuries, he began to read the texts left by Xiaohe, and grasped everything about Xiaohe from them.

The heat is hot.

Fire clouds are burning, Wu Niu is panting for the moon, but the morning bells and evening drums of the temple are more and more lonely.

In the blink of an eye, another half month has passed.

In mid-July, Lin Shouxi finished reading all the text left by Xiaohe.

He closed the page.

Behind him, the golden statue of Buddha sits cross-legged on the incense seat, reciting the Lotus Sutra. With Buddhism will flourish.

Lin Shouxi gently stroked the pages of the Nirvana Sutra with his hand, stood up slowly, and walked out the door.

His footsteps became more and more steady, and while stretching his muscles and bones, he could hear a series of firecracker-like sounds. The color of the thunder and fire deepened, and he listened intently. He could vaguely hear the roar of the sword scripture, which was dull like a beast. He knew that this was a sign that he was about to break through the law of thunder and fire.

But the law of heaven and earth is on~IndoMTL.com~ His realm has been suppressed, but it doesn't matter, he walks in the world, it is almost impossible to meet opponents.

He carried his bag and sword, bid farewell to the monks, and thanked them for their care during these days.

The monks bless him for recovering the holy bodhisattva.

Lin Shouxi left with Zhan Gong on his back.

But he couldn't get away.

On the way down the mountain, in the quiet mountain road, a snow shadow appeared from the corner, floating like a cloud coming out of Xiuxiu, bumped into Lin Shouxi's sight, and stopped his footsteps.

The visitor wears a fence on her head, holds a whisk in her arms, and has a graceful and proud figure. The curtain like a cloud of mist hangs down quietly, extending to her waist and hips. Her temperament is extremely cold, as cold as an ice peak piercing the clouds. Beauty, as if with a single glance, you can die in the smoke and dust of the world.

Lin Shouxi was surprised: "Why are you here?"

The woman smiled lightly, walked past Lin Shouxi lightly, tilted the whisk, and said, "I am the head of the Taoist sect. I heard that there are remnants of the demon sect hiding in the temple. Why can't I come?"