I will Bury the Gods Chapter 349: : Chang’an

The cold fog dissipated and the sun was dim.

In the study room, the sound of reading is non-stop all day long, and when the night is about to fall, the door is slowly opened under the snow eaves.

The light entered the study room, Gong Yu was sitting on the ground with her jade legs tilted, she was wearing plain new clothes, the light orange light came in, illuminating her translucent jade legs brightly, the fairy legs were slightly bent, He wanted to stand up several times, but he couldn't get enough strength. In the end, Lin Shouxi, who had put on brand new white clothes, held out his hand to her.

Gong Yu flashed a look of embarrassment, she pursed her lips tightly, held the plain clothes on her chest with one hand, and reluctantly handed it over with the other hand.

Lin Shouxi grabbed her hand and pulled her up. "Don't laugh." Gong Yu bit her red lips lightly, her voice was cold.

A little bit.

Gong Yu in a plain white dress walked into the corridor with small steps. The sun was slowly setting in the west and the sky was blue and purple. The sunset falls.

As the light receded like the tide, her snowy skin stained with rosy clouds turned into a milky white color again, and was hazy by the white gauze into a light and floating shadow, with graceful curves looming.

Lin Shouxi hugged her from behind. The rosy red that had just faded on Gong Yu's cold fairy dimple appeared again. "Behave." Gong Yu said softly.

"Xiaoyu is indeed Chuchu's master, what he said is exactly the same." Lin Shouxi smiled lightly."..."

Gong Yu's eyes showed worry. She and Chu Yingchan are masters and apprentices in the true sense. She is quite strict with Chu Yingchan, and Chu Yingchan also respects and fears her. The master and the apprentice want to sleep together, just thinking about it gives me a headache... Forget it, if there is such a day, the one who is really ashamed should be Chu Miao.

"Really." Gong Yu calmed down, Xiu dimple turned lightly, and asked hesitantly, "Is Yingchan... powerful?"

"Is Xiaoyu afraid of being compared with your apprentice?" Lin Shouxi asked with a smile. "It's ridiculous." Gong Yu shook his head coldly.

"It is better to see once than to hear a hundred times. You will know after a small talk." Lin Shouxi paused. Gong Yuxiu frowned and remained silent.

After Lin Shouxi cultivated Xubai Dinghuo, he was extremely confident. Gong Yu, who was in the realm of human spirit, was no match for him, let alone other people. It is not a single enemy.

As night fell, the lanterns were lit, illuminating the surrounding snow.

Mu Shijing was in the courtyard, stealing the unsealed wine between the master and the apprentice, and was caught by Gong Yu when he was drunk.

"Drinking again?" Gong Yu asked lightly. "No!" Mu Shijing hurriedly wiped the corners of his lips. "Did you forget what happened today?" Gong Yu asked.

"Today?" Mu Shijing was stunned.

Gong Yu shook his head, thinking that this is a silly apprentice who has been recruited, and said in a low voice: "Since you want to drink, you can continue to drink, you'd better get drunk."

"I really didn't drink." Mu Shijing knew that telling a lie is about sticking to the end. She said solemnly: "Shijing is helping you clean up the wine bottles."

Gong Yu stared at her. Mu Shijing lowered his head, shy and silent.

Lin Shouxi smiled, walked up to the girl, not only didn't expose it, but also said: "I'll help you." Mu Shijing was taken aback, a little unaccustomed to it. "I'm going to take a bath." Gong Yu's fairy eyes complained slightly , she turned around, her skirt swayed across the snow, and walked towards the room.

The lights are on, the mist is lingering, and the fairy shadows are dancing on the paper window.

Mu Shijing and Lin Shouxi were packing up bowls, bowls and jars together in the dark courtyard. Mu Shijing was still greedy, so after saying "Help me hide it", he took the remaining wine and drank it. But she doesn't drink well, and after half a pot, her cheeks turn red.

"I'll help you destroy the corpse." Lin Shouxi took the jug and drank it down. "Who allowed you to drink it?" Mu Shijing was ashamed. "Do you still want to go back?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"Yes."

Taking advantage of the strength of wine, Mu Shijing pressed up without saying a word, and bit the young man's lips that were wet with wine. Not only that, but she didn't know where the strength came from, but she pushed Lin Shouxi all the way and pressed him down. On the window.

Gong Yu, who had just submerged his body in the water, heard the movement behind him, and his face turned serious, but he had no choice but to grit his teeth and shouted in a low voice: "Sinister."

Bathing is for meditation. Gong Yu is distracted.

When she changed clothes and went out, Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing had already cleaned up the courtyard.

Mu Shijing said that he wanted to go back to his room to fix his makeup. Before he left, the marriage letter with her name on it was accidentally left in the snow. Lin Shouxi picked it up and called Mu Shijing's name. Mu Shijing ignored it and walked back to the room on his own.

Lin Shouxi took it back into his arms. The blood-red marriage letter was hot.

Mu Shijing also went to take a bath and change clothes. When she came back, she put on the snow-white Taoist skirt that she wore when the dead city chased him down. Like a fairyland.

She remembered what to do.

Today is the real Shangyuan Festival. On the Shangyuan Festival, sects from all over the world gather in Chang'an. As a Taoist saint, she will perform dances for all living beings on a luxurious high platform surrounded by thousands of people according to the usual practice. .

Having experienced so many things before, Mu Shijing had already forgotten about this. Outside the door, a carriage came slowly.

The three of them were far faster than the carriage, but after the battle with the king in yellow, they were tired of the journey, so they drove slowly up the official road by the carriage and into the deep night.

"I'm a little sleepy." Gong Yu said after getting in the car.

Before Lin Shouxi could respond, Gong Yu was already lying sideways on his lap, and Mu Shijing was forced to squeeze into the corner of the carriage. She pouted and looked at the receding scenery outside the window, feeling a little displeased.

But outside the window are dense rocks and forests, they are like scattered ink, and I feel tired after looking at them for a long time.

Suddenly, the girl's cheek seemed to be pecked.

She slightly turned her head away, and saw Lin Shouxi sitting upright with her eyes closed, but there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

Mu Shijing also smiled slightly. The car bumped for a long time.

Chang'an City is majestic in the night, and the towering city walls have stored the lights of the city into a bright lake. "Xiaoyu, wake up." Lin Shouxi wanted to wake up the fairy on his lap.

The palace language is not awake.

Lin Shouxi yelled several times, but there was still no result. It was not until the master's ancestor shook the mountain that Gong Yu slowly opened his eyes and complained slightly: "Got it, stop arguing, and..."

She looked out the window, put the white gauze fence on her head, paused, and her voice returned to indifferent: "After that, please call me Shizu."

Lin Shouxi was stunned for a moment, then looked at Mu Shijing.

Mu Shijing's expression also turned cold. She held the sword in her arms and said, "Call me Miss."

Although the huge lantern has been lit, the Shangyuan Festival is still the same. When they came, they saw someone carrying a bamboo basket, lighting the oil-soaked paper on fire, sprinkled on the road, and paved it. A series of beautiful lights.

Chang'an City is very lively.

Looking at the lights on both sides, Mu Shijing couldn't help thinking of the empty city that was robbed and destroyed in the nihilistic history, as if it had been a lifetime away.

There is a banquet in the imperial city. The heads of the eight sects are all invited here.

It was He Yaoqin who appeared on behalf of the Daoist sect. She was seated as the acting head, and she was arguing endlessly with the other seven heads, stirring up the atmosphere of the great banquet.

The seven heads urged the Taoist sect to decentralize power.

The heads of the dead city have already heard about the horrible disaster. Although they don't know what happened, the scene of the entire city's destruction is shocking. Many people speculate that the long-lost Taoist sect master has died in the dead city. In this earth-shattering disaster.

The Daoist sect attended the feast today, but the sect master did not show up, which confirmed the speculation of many people.

Although He Yaoqin is also very strong, but the masters are united with one another, pressing each other unanimously, and He Yaoqin is helpless.

These leaders are very eager.

There is no other reason, but recently, everyone has discovered that their skills have declined sharply. It is impossible for them to know about Gong Ying. , the palace is fighting endlessly, and the national teacher is missing. If they can't seize power, they are destined to be liquidated when their cultivation is exhausted.

After becoming gods, they will never return to the rough life in the rivers and lakes. The rough and unrestrained chic has never existed only in storytelling.

When the quarrel was raging, He Yaoqin took the initiative to keep silent.

Everyone thought she was subdued, but He Yaoqin stood up from the front seat, bowed down, bowed to the distance, and retreated directly to the team of disciples.

People looked at the direction where she was saluting, and were frightened instantly. It was like ice and snow pouring down from the nine heavens.

The fairy with the power fence covering her face came from a distance, her white gauze skirt, embraced the whisk, indifferent and alienated, like the snow lotus in the moon palace, even if she is here, it still makes people feel far away.

"What are you arguing about?"

Gong Yu stopped and glanced around, where no one dared to speak.

In the end, it was the woman of the Emei Sect who got up first and saluted: "I have seen the master of the sect." The rest of them came to their senses and spoke together, with a neat voice, as if they were shouting long live.

After Gong Yu was seated, people's eyes fell on Mu Shijing and Lin Shouxi. The beautiful girl and boy sat on both sides, like a pair of golden boys and girls.

The world has not seen Mu Shijing for a long time, and finally got to see her recently, those extravagant rhetoric pales in comparison with her real appearance, Mu Shijing's glamor and beauty are not in the world, and only Lin Shouxi sat with her, Only then will it give people a sense of complementing each other.

As for the master of the Taoist sect...

Everyone is very curious about how beautiful the true face under the hazy veil is, but unfortunately, they will never be able to see it in their lifetime.

The old enemy of the past has returned to the same sect, but a fairy like the master of the Taoist sect must be lonely for a lifetime...

When people think this way, they also feel sorry for Lin Shouxi.

A genius like Lin Shouxi has bad luck. As a descendant of the Demon Sect, he wants to worship the Taoist Sect and live under the majesty of the Taoist Sect Master all his life. How oppressive and shameful it is?

Don't look at him on the surface as calm and peaceful, life in private will never be easy.

Lin Shouxi could sense the strange gazes of everyone, he didn't say anything, but just smiled quietly. "What are you thinking again?" Mu Shijing asked. "Are you peeking at me again?" Lin Shouxi asked." If anyone peeks at you, your bad thoughts will be written on your face." Mu Shijing said lightly.

"Thank you, Miss Mu, for your concern." Lin Shouxi ignored it and said with a smile.

"Who cares about you, don't pretend to be sentimental." Although Mu Shijing knew that he said this on purpose, he was still annoyed.

Sitting among them, Gong Yu felt the strife between the lips and eyes of the boys and girls, and just smiled lightly, thinking that in this world, only enemies get together.

The music suddenly sounded.

Mu Shijing didn't quarrel with Lin Shouxi either. She put on a colored dress, fixed on a nine-phoenix carved golden crown, and walked slowly onto the luxurious high platform. Overwhelmed by the bustling sky.

At this moment, even if there is a strange scene in the night sky where the dog eclipses the moon, the world may not be able to take their eyes off half an inch.

A dance to Chang'an.

Lin Shouxi seldom saw Mu Shijing like this, and he also watched intently. At a certain moment, through the faint lights, Mu Shijing looked back, and in an instant, the huge crowd suddenly became Irrelevant silhouettes, under the sky full of fireworks, only they stared at each other, freezing time together.

The fireworks are gorgeous.

It wasn't until Mu Shijing slowly walked back to Lin Shouxi with his skirt in hand that the young man came back to his senses belatedly, from her amazing dancing posture.

"Does it look good?" Mu Shijing stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes. "It looks good..." Lin Shouxi hesitated. "What do you want to say?" Mu Shijing was alert.

"I was just thinking, no wonder you are only in the muddy gold state. Before Chu Chu said that you have been practicing piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, singing and dancing, I still didn't believe it. Now it seems that it is true." Lin Shouxi said with a smile.

"Munjin state..."

Mu Shijing became angry when she thought of this. She also felt that the state of the Hunjin Realm was not worthy of her identity at all. She recalled that when White Snake Village first woke up, she opened her eyes to be Xuanzi. Now two years have passed , A peerless genius like her has only broken one realm...

"What do you know? I'm an all-rounder." Mu Shijing said coldly, "If you dare to talk too much, the next time I wake up, I'll beat up Master with you... hey!"

Gong Yu slowly took back the chestnut.

Master Mu Jingxiang puffed her cheeks slightly, lowered her head, and did not dare to plot loudly again. When the banquet is about to end.

Gong Yu got up suddenly, picked up the wine cup, and said: "That day on Wudang Mountain, all of you came together to participate in the grand festival of martial arts. Unexpectedly, a witch interrupted the banquet, which interrupted the banquet and returned back disappointed. Today, I want to put another It's a challenge arena, I don't know if the masters are willing to fight?"

The heads looked at each other, and after a long time, the head of Wudang Mountain walked out of the table.

Gong Yu glanced at him, pointed at Lin Shouxi, and said, "He's not worth my shot, you can fight for me."

Lin Shouxi takes orders.

He got up and walked to the center of the arena, looked at the leaders of each faction, and calmly said: "Come together."

All the heads of the Taoist sects who were encircled and suppressed that day have been punished, and the new heads are full of blood. Although they know that Lin Shouxi is extraordinary, they are still angered by such public provocation.

"Offended." The heads shot together.

In the imperial city, Lin Shouxi fought one against seven, and before his disciples saw his martial arts movements clearly, the seven were defeated, and the swords were broken all over the ground.

Lin Shouxi returned to Gong Yu's side.

Gong Yu raised his eyes slowly, but he was extremely dissatisfied, and said indifferently: "It's still not enough." Lin Shouxi didn't refute.

The disciples were all dumbfounded when they heard this, thinking that Lin Shouxi is so powerful, but still can't get the approval of the master of the Taoist sect, so how terrifying is this fairy? How can this person be human? Right.

"Let's go, it's not very interesting to compete with them, let me teach you what is real martial arts." Gong Yu turned around slowly.

"Yes, Master." Lin Shouxi respectfully.

The seven masters climbed up from the ground in embarrassment, knelt on the ground, and sent the well-deserved leader of the martial arts to leave.

In the brightly lit night, Gong Yu became an ethereal silhouette.

"This Mr. Lin's martial arts has reached the peak, why is the sect master still dissatisfied?" Someone asked softly.

"Heh, where is this really dissatisfied?" Someone replied confidently: "Lin Shouxi is originally a descendant of the Demon Sect. Two."

"So that's how it is..." The world guessed differently. Only Mu Shijing knew that Master would suffer again later.

Sure enough, after entering a quiet and deserted alley, the Goddess of Nine Heavens, who is inviolable in the eyes of the world, was pushed against the wall.

Walking out of the alley, Gong Yu returned to the cold, as if nothing had happened. Mu Shijing is thin-skinned, but he is blushing for her.

Gong Yu noticed something, she rubbed Mu Shijing's hair, and said, "This is the husband you chose for your master, since you chose him for your master, you want to help your disciple inspect the goods, right?"

"..." Mu Shijing pursed his red lips slightly, and said, "That's really a thank you, Master." "It's right to work hard for your disciples." Gong Yu said confidently. "Okay, let's go and see the lamp." Mu Shijing lowered his head and left quickly.

The river carried countless lanterns drifting away, making the water shadows colorful. Mu Shijing and Lin Shouxi also set off the lanterns together. "What wish did you write?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"It won't come true if you say your wish." Mu Shijing mysteriously held Lin Shouxi's hand and said, "Let's go shopping with Miss Ben."

The streets are crowded with people and traffic.

The three of them used spells to describe it a little easier, and they came to the bustling street hand in hand, stopping and walking at one stall after another.

Mu Shijing bought three masks. She put the heroic and ferocious Asura Yaksha mask on her face, and gave the seductive fox mask to Shizun. Finally, he handed a pig head mask to Lin Shouxi.

"I've bought everything, just accept it." Mu Shijing said to Lin Shouxi earnestly.

Lin Shouxi didn't refuse, and put on the pig's head mask. Mu Shijing looked at him and laughed.

"Master, why doesn't he wear it?" Mu Shijing looked at Gong Yu.

"There is a real fox staring at us, how can I pretend to be fake?" Gong Yu said lightly. Mu Shijing was taken aback. She looked up.

In the distance, a brightly lit building stands upright in the night.

That is the brothel, the place where Si Muxue fought. On the top of the brothel, a girl in black robe is sitting on the roof with her legs crossed, looking at the cool moon in the sky. Her black robe is obviously not wrapped properly, no Shen exposed his soft white tail, blending with the white snow on the tiles.

Seeing them looking, the goddess in black robe also looked away, and waved at them. Then, the goddess disappeared like a fox again. Mu Shijing didn't care too much.

She stopped at a stall selling safety buttons. "What do you want to engrave?" the stall owner asked her.

This stumped Mu Shijing. She was thinking hard, but she saw Lin Shouxi looking at the imperial city from a distance, absent-minded.

"What are you thinking about?" Mu Shijing tugged at his sleeve. "I'm going to the palace and I'll be right back." Lin Shouxi said.

"It's time to light up the lights soon, you go now..." Mu Shijing wanted to reprimand him. "Let him go." But Gong Yu said. The finished chessboard.

Sitting beside the chessboard is an octogenarian old man. In Lin Shouxi's impression, he has never been so old.

Lin Shouxi sat across from him, and accompanied him to the end. The old man got down slower and slower, not sure if he was thinking deeply or just tired.

After a long time, the old man slowly raised his head and looked at him. "Why are you still here?" Lin Qiuyi asked.

"Healing." Lin Shouxi replied.

"Go back to God and guard the mountain earlier. You are the new mountain lord. It is not good to leave the mountain for too long. After that, you must practice hard. You are my disciple and the next mountain lord. Don't let the elders underestimate you. "Lin Qiuyi said slowly.

Lin Shouxi nodded, "I will." "That's good." Lin Qiuyi said. The master and apprentice were silent for a long time.

"How is Chang'an City tonight?" Lin Qiuyi finally asked. "Chang'an is safe and sound." Lin Shouxi replied.

Lin Qiuyi was silent for a long time, his head drooped several times, as if he was drowsy, before he closed his eyes, he just repeated softly: "That's good."

The chess piece caught between his fingers fell to the ground. Lin Shouxi picked it up, put it on the chessboard, and straightened it up. A thousand lights rose into the night sky.

Chang'an is still Chang'an. (Volume 4, Chang'an, end)