I will Bury the Gods Chapter 242: : Xiaoyu’s self-punishment

"Master, you are so beautiful."

After carrying Lin Shouxi back to the house, Xiaohe hid behind the window, glanced obliquely into the night, stared at Gong Yu's back for a long time, and praised him sincerely, until the master turned around, and then quietly closed the window.

Turning around, Xiaohe lowered her head a little bit and pulled up the skirt of her chest, but as soon as she let go of her hands, the clothes shrank back. It's always discouraging.

After witnessing this scene, Lin Shouxi, who was experienced, trembled, and dared not say more, for fear of causing disaster.

"What did Master tell you just now?" Xiaohe asked casually.

"The master told me some flaws in her mood, and I encouraged her a few words." Lin Shouxi said.

"Oh..." Xiaohe's tone dragged slightly, she looked closely into Lin Shouxi's eyes, and asked, "Is there anything else?"

"What else can there be?" Lin Shouxi felt puzzled.

"Well... I always feel that the way Master looks at you is a bit weird." Xiao He said.

"Weird? What's wrong?"

"Hey, I can't tell, it's just my intuition..."

"Stop thinking about it."

"It's not just wishful thinking..." Xiaohe didn't know how to express it, she suddenly thought of another thing, lowered her voice, and said, "By the way, you were really scary that day, Master was beaten by you I cried."

Gong Yu lives next door, but she has lost her strength now, so Xiaohe is not afraid that the wall has ears, so she speaks freely.

"Crying?" Lin Shouxi was also taken aback.

"Still pretending to be stupid?" Xiaohe sneered, stretched out his finger and poked his forehead, and said, "You, you are so wicked, do you want to subvert the Daoist sect and complete your grand plan since childhood. "

Speaking of which, Xiaohe withdrew her fingers, put her hands on her hips, and suddenly realized: "Thinking about it this way, your hobbies and master's are quite similar..."

"Hobby? Xiaohe, what are you talking about? This is... um, intergenerational relatives." Lin Shouxi opened his mouth with a guilty conscience, as if he was a little incoherent.

"Young, are you still blushing?" Xiaohe pinched his cheeks, smiled with his eyes bent, and said with a tusk: "Thinking about it this way, sister Chu is caught between you, punished by the family rules during the day, and served by the family law at night. , it is too pitiful."

Lin Shouxi really wanted to say "You are not Chuchu, I know the joy of Chuchu", but he was afraid that after he finished speaking, the wheelchair would be changed to a stretcher tomorrow.

Xiaohe herself also recalled it, she restrained her smile, snorted coldly, and said to herself: "What's so pitiful, bad fairies who cheat on each other should be punished every day and every night."

Lin Shouxi didn't answer the call, he played it safe.

The candle flame blows out.

The room went dark.

Lin Shouxi was already hugged by Xiaohe on the bed, lying down. Then, he heard a rustling sound, it was the sound of a girl taking off her clothes, he felt nervous, a moment later, a corner of the quilt was lifted, and the graceful and soft girl slipped in cautiously, touching his skin, She leaned between the crooks of his arms, and put her hand on his arm lightly. When she breathed, the girl's breath diffused gently, exuding a musk-like intoxicating breath.

The little wife took off her clothes and lay down gently by her side. This should have been a wonderful experience, but Lin Shouxi is now covered in bandages and can't move at all. Even turning around is an extravagant hope, so this kind of reward suddenly It turned into a punishment, and Xiaohe seemed to do it on purpose, before going to bed, she gently rubbed against his neck and pecked him.

Lin Shouxi couldn't sleep anymore.

He stared at the ceiling and couldn't sleep until early in the morning when he took a short nap.

When Xiaomei opened, Xiaohe had already got up and put on her clothes.

The girl twisted her waist and stretched her arms, and yawned lazily. She walked to the window with her slender and beautiful feet bare, and opened the curtain.

Lin Shouxi turned his head to the side, looked at it for a while, and couldn't help shouting: "Xiaohe..."

"Huh?" The girl turned her head and looked at him.

"Xiaohe, will you be eighteen next month?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"Eighteen?" Xiaohe was startled, and said, "I'm seventeen after my birthday this year."

After finishing speaking, Xiaohe also came to her senses. She chuckled and walked in front of Lin Shouxi, her legs slightly bent, her buttocks slightly raised, and she bent down to stare at the young man's eyes, exhaling like a blue voice: "If you are in a good mood In other words, it can also be eighteen years old."

After washing up, Xiaohe pushed Lin Shouxi out, went to the edge of the black cliff to drink his true energy, and healed his injuries.

When Xiaohe arrived, Gong Yu was already sitting there.

I saw her **** half-legged, holding the lotus formula in her hands, and her white robe was reflected by the morning light, so white that it was dazzling, as if she was about to become a fairy and go away at any time.

When Xiaohe and Lin Shouxi arrived, Gong Yu opened his eyes.

"Did I disturb Master?" Xiao He asked.

"No." Gong Yu shook her head, she stood up slowly, and said, "I can no longer breathe my true energy into my body, sitting here is just a useless effort to deceive myself and others, and it is a waste of time."

"Master, don't say that..." Xiaohe grabbed her hand pityingly, and leaned gently on her arm.

"Meditation can at least calm the mind, it's not useless." Lin Shouxi said.

"Well, Tuer is right." Gong Yu smiled lightly upon hearing this.

She hugged Xiaohe, turned around and walked into the magic gate.

In the next few days, what Gong Yu did was very simple.

As she said at the beginning, she started washing, cooking, sewing, and even growing vegetables. She was doing these simple things, but she was more serious than practicing Taoism.

Xiaohe is usually in charge of dressing up and going to the market to buy vegetables. She also often helps Gongyu. The two of them choose vegetables together, sweep the floor, and water the flowers and plants. Looking at them quietly, sometimes I feel that they are like a pair of sisters, and sometimes I feel like a pair of mother and daughter.

Gong Yu learns things very quickly. She seemed clumsy when she did it on the first day, but on the second day, she was able to take care of everything in an orderly manner. There was no trace of dust on the ground she swept , the radishes she planted are arranged straight without a trace of deflection, and the needles and threads she sew are fine and neat, surpassing any experienced female red, and when doing these, she is still like a cold iceberg that is not stained with dust, as if she is not Doing ordinary trivial things, but prying into the true meaning of Tao.

"Master, you are too powerful, Xiaohe has nothing to teach you."

On the fifth day, Xiaohe looked at the bamboo and wood wheelchair made by Gongyu and said from the bottom of her heart.

Xiao He has rich experience in making wheelchairs, and she thinks she is outstanding, but the one made by Master is far more exquisite than hers. Supporting, long-term sitting will not cause fatigue. Its armrests can be adjusted in height, and a special pillow is also designed. When Xiao He sits in it, the precise parts of the chair work at the same time, seeming to wrap her whole, making her extremely comfortable.

Comfortably, Xiaohe also felt a burst of frustration. She found that no matter what the teacher respected, she could always do better than herself the next day. For example, she could braid her hair. With just a little practice of Gongyu, the hair can become graceful and exquisite, just like the imperial concubine in the palace.

These trivial and troublesome things that can entangle countless people's lives are easy for her.

Gong Yu was not happy, she carried Lin Shouxi into a new wheelchair, pushed him towards the edge of the cliff, and walked dangerously along the cliff path.

The cliff is windy and full of true energy.

Lin Shouxi opened the Qi Pill, greedily absorbing the true Qi, which will be turned into the material of the inner tripod, refined into pills, and repaired his body riddled with holes.

He was cultivating and recuperating, while Gong Yu stood quietly by his side, looking at the turbulent sea of ​​clouds in the distance, bowed his head in silence, with faint sorrow lingering between his brows, Xiaohe saw her, thinking that she could not be found It was time to crack the ghost prison stab method, so she was sad. In order to help Master calm down, she took her to make afternoon tea together.

At the stove in front, two figures are busy. Lin Shouxi sits behind and watches them. The master's cooking skills are improving every day, and the speed of improvement is fast enough to make Chu Chu blush.

"Well... add so much water, and then knead well, so that the dough will be soft enough." Xiaohe explained carefully.

Gong Yu followed her instructions one by one and reconciled the dough, "Is this okay?"

Xiaohe briefly inspected and accepted it, and was shocked again. The dough was unexpectedly soft, but not sticky at all. It was so greasy that it was hard to put it down.

"Is that okay?" Gong Yu asked.

"How did you knead it?" Xiaohe felt that her understanding of cooking skills had been overturned, "It's as soft as, um, like..."

"Like what?"

"Like..."

Xiaohe turned around abruptly, a trace of jealousy flashed in her beautiful spiritual eyes, she puffed her cheeks, and rushed towards the dignified and cold master, bumping into her arms, the girl stretched her five fingers and slammed Once caught, Gong Yu didn't recover, Xiaohe fled to the door in a puff of smoke. She waved to Gong Yu triumphantly, and smiled sweetly: "There is no food at home, I'll go buy some."

After speaking, Xiaohe's figure quickly disappeared.

Gong Yu pursed his lips, smiled helplessly, patted the clothes covering his chest, and the flour sticking to them rose up, and for a moment, Shizu Mountain was surrounded by smoke and mist, making it even more majestic and majestic.

Lin Shouxi sighed when he heard Xiaohe's charming laughter going away, Xiaohe's self-righteous teasing, in his eyes, was self-defeating.

Gong Yu continued to be busy. After finishing the snacks, he washed his hands, came to Lin Shouxi's side, and said, "I'll take you out for a walk."

Lin Shouxi nodded in agreement.

Whenever Xiaohe went out to buy vegetables, it was the time when Gong Yu and Lin Shouxi were alone. Of course, they just got along quietly and chatted. .

After a few days of discussion, they are still at a loss for this black iron thorn that was once used as a god-killing weapon.

"Si Muxue is very powerful, but by no means invincible." Lin Shouxi felt that he couldn't pin all his hopes on his master to crack the ghost prison thorn. He said seriously: "During this period, if I can break through At a higher level, you may be able to fight her."

"Yeah." Gong Yu nodded and said, "Although Si Muxue drank the marrow blood of the **** fox, she only produced eight tails, which is not far from the peak."

"What will happen if you become Nine Tails?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"If she cultivates into Nine Tails, she will become a divine fox that will bring disaster to the world. If I can't escape, no one can beat her again." Gong Yu said.

Lin Shouxi fell silent.

Time is not on their side.

Fortunately, Goddess Zan Pei didn't seem to expect them to hide in the magic gate, and the pursuit of Bo Ling Tianxia did not come. Xiaohe went down the mountain to investigate every day, but found no trace of the enemy.

"Master, don't get lost, there is always a way." Seeing her always lowering her head, Lin Shouxi comforted her, and said with a smile, "Master was cuter when he was rebellious."

"Rebellious?"

Gong Yu raised her head, revealing the fairy dimple that was as cold as frost when she was still. She couldn't tell whether it was a compliment or a derogation, so she couldn't help but smile. Yu's right leg is stacked on top of her left leg, her skirt is slightly different, under her slender and shiny shin, black pointed embroidered shoes are slightly raised, revealing her snow-white and skinny instep without socks.

"Is this considered rebellious?" Gong Yudan asked with a smile.

This is her favorite sitting posture in the past. It has the demeanor of a master, and it looks like a big fox.

Lin Shouxi couldn't help laughing, his eyes couldn't rest for a while, he didn't dare to look at the master's legs, so he had to move up, suddenly, his eyes were attracted by the master's shoulders.

When she sat obliquely, the clothes that covered her shoulders slipped slightly, revealing a few black lines, which were the wounds left by the ghost prison thorns piercing her skin. .

"Unruly..." Lin Shouxi muttered to himself, and a flash of light flashed in his mind: "Master, do you know how to refine weapons?"

"The art of refining?" Gong Yu frowned, wrapped his hands around his clothes, and lightly covered his shoulders.

"Yes, the art of refining!" Lin Shouxi immediately said: "No matter how strong the ghost prison thorn is, it is still a weapon in the final analysis. As long as it is refined, it can be used for your own use!"

"It seems... feasible." Gong Yutong Ren condensed slightly, a gleam of light floated, but he shook his head and said, "But my true energy has been sealed, how can I refine it?"

"It can be refined by me!" Lin Shouxi had a clear mind, suppressed the excitement caused by the sudden flash of inspiration, and said: "I heard that the master knows all kinds of dharma, and the art of refining weapons should be easy. The master taught me , I will refine it and return the master to freedom."

"But..." Gong Yu showed a look of embarrassment, and after a while, she gave Lin Shouxi an unexpected answer: "But I don't know how to refine weapons."

"What?" Lin Shouxi was also taken aback.

"As a teacher, I did know all kinds of dharmas in the past, but that was the fame I gained when I was young. Afterwards, I intensively studied the magical techniques, and entered the Tao from skills. Afterwards, the miraculous technique was perfected, my mind was clear and my heart was clear, no matter what kind of kung fu someone else used, I could imitate it in half as long as I watched it once, so since then, I no longer read Taoism classics, Only cultivate strength, and use strength to break through ten thousand dharmas." Gong Yu said so.

Based on her vision and knowledge, it is not difficult to write a book about the Art of Refining Artifacts out of thin air, but she has no confidence in whether she can refine artifacts of the level of ghost prison thorns.

She also wanted to say, 'Master said, you only need to remember the important things' as a cover, but she was a little ashamed to say it, and closed her lips angrily.

Lin Shouxi closed his eyes, the momentary excitement was shattered by the master's words.

He does know the skill of refining weapons, but this skill of refining weapons is only limited to refining cauldrons. Ghost Prison Thorn is not a cauldron. This technique has refined the ghost prison thorn, but he is not sure if there is enough time.

"Disciple, think of a way." Lin Shouxi said with a wry smile.

Gong Yu lowered her eyelashes, as if a little ashamed.

Xiaohe's return interrupted their conversation. When she came back, she was holding a piece of paper in her hand, which was a wanted warrant.

"Who is this painting? Why is it so ugly?" Lin Shouxi was already able to move his arm. He received the arrest warrant and asked in confusion.

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a killing intent rising in front of him, and when he raised his head, Xiao He was staring at him with sharp eyes like a knife.

Lin Shouxi then looked at the text below, and found that it was none other than Xiaohe, and quickly defended: "I mean this painting is ugly!"

Xiaohe still wanted to make things difficult for him, but Gong Yu opened his mouth slowly to help him out: "The painter is a mortal after all, how can he describe Xiaohe to describe what happens?"

Xiaohe is willing to listen to Master's words. She nodded, let Lin Shouxi go temporarily, and said in a deep voice: "The arrest warrant has been spread here. From now on, Heiya may not be safe. We must leave at any time preparation."

The three nodded one after another.

In the evening, Lin Shouxi, who had recovered a lot, pushed the chair and wheeled out alone, went around the magic gate, recalling the past. Half a moon hangs high in the sky. After blowing the night wind for a while, he felt a little cold, so he set out to go back to the cabinet. He didn't go back to his room immediately, but wanted to go to the master first, and continue to discuss the art of refining weapons.

When he came to the master's room, Lin Shouxi stopped.

The room is simple and unsophisticated, the lights are dim, and there is a faint sound coming from inside, which is as light as when a pod is broken, and as clear as raindrops and stones. Lin Shouxi gently lowered his hand knocking on the door, and came to the window silently. After the battle between heaven and man in his heart, he stretched out a finger and opened the window paper. He moved closer to this small window hole, and through it, the scene inside the house was reflected. eye.

The scene inside the room was not real, he couldn't see the whole picture, he only saw a pair of beautiful slender **** bent on the side of the bed, the **** trembled slightly with the sound, it was Master Shizu who held a ruler and took the initiative to bow down Turning around, in the moment of self-discipline and peeping, dozens of slender red marks have been reflected on the soft part~IndoMTL.com~Shizu...

Lin Shouxi can't imagine that the leader of the Taoist sect who is as cold as an iceberg, arrogant and unapproachable on weekdays, would actually...

Not only that, she bit her lip and hummed softly:

"Master, this disciple realizes his mistake, please forgive me..."

"When this calamity is over, the disciple will concentrate on cultivating ten thousand dharmas and never slack off."

"Hmm..."

Lin Shouxi was shocked and speechless, his heart was beating non-stop, and his mind was in a mess. He had known for a long time that the dead master had a great influence on her, but he didn't expect it to be so big. This, this has become an obsession It's...

Lin Shouxi didn't know whether to go or stay, Huangshen hesitated, Gong Yuyu's white feet suddenly splashed a smear of liquid light, Lin Shouxi didn't dare to have any hesitation, backed away silently, suppressed his beating heart, and seemed to escape leave.

In the house, Gong Yu had punished herself, came to the edge, and picked up a pen to tick off a mistake.

Then, as if she realized something, she turned around and came to the window, opened the window, and leaned over to look out.

The mountain wind poured into the window, cooling her slightly hot face, and brushing her ink-like hair.

The night was quiet and empty.