I will Bury the Gods Chapter 260: : The Bureau of the World

The window was half open, and the street lights came in. Mu Shijing was lying on the table with his arms folded, his cheeks were crooked, and his red lips were moist. Chu Yingchan smiled slightly and stroked the cup in her hand. Right, then hugged the limp fairy in his arms, put her on the bed, and stuffed her into the bed.

When Mu Shijing drank the third glass of wine, he realized that the two women were going to work together to get her drunk, so she planned to use her tricks and pretend to be drunk to eavesdrop on what they were saying.

But Mu Shijing had just been hugged to bed by Chu Yingchan, and as soon as his head was pressed against the pillow, their voices became indistinct.

Go to sleep.

On the other side, under the candlelight, Chu Miao was sitting casually in her white clothes, holding a porcelain cup at her fingertips, and touched the cup in her daughter's hand. Chu Miao took a sip of the wine, the wine was fragrant and elegant , the entrance is soft, but she can't taste it.

Chu Yingchan sat across from her, with her back straight and her chest up, holding a small cup in both hands, like a child who has made a mistake, very reserved.

After Mu Shijing fell asleep, Chu Yingchan finally started to tell the story. Chu Miao sat opposite, leaning on the back of the chair, listening intently. Although her face was expressionless, one could still feel her anger .

Chu Miao had been aware of the matter between her and Lin Shouxi a long time ago, but now hearing her daughter say it personally, the feeling is always different.

After all, Chu Miao has experienced strong winds and waves. At first, she was quite indifferent, and she could even interrupt for a few jokes. When she heard that her daughter had committed herself, it seemed that the cabbage that she had worked so hard to raise was raped by a wild boar before she even tasted it. As they left, unwillingness and jealousy welled up in Chu Miao's heart, the wine glass in Chu Miao's hand turned into powder, and the wine also turned into white mist.

Chu Yingchan glanced at the powder piled up on the table, bit her red lips, and dared not speak.

Earlier, the three of them exchanged cups, chatted, talked and laughed, and the atmosphere was very harmonious. At this moment, Mu Shijing seemed to feel the freezing atmosphere outside, and curled up in the bed and shivered.

"So, you gave him your body?" Chu Miao began to ask.

"Hmm..."

"Girl's chastity is so precious, you... have you got your mother's consent?"

Chu Yingchan lowered her head, her voice was weak: "It's not mother who gave it to her, why should you agree."

"You..."

Chu Miao clutched her chest, very angry, she continued to ask: "Do you really like him?"

"Really..." Chu Yingchan didn't reply immediately, she gently unbuttoned her skirt, took off her loose outer garment, leaving only a thin close-fitting lining, she held her heart in one hand, Pressing down on the tip of her chest, she asked, "Does my daughter want to cut it open for my mother to have a look at?"

"You..." Chu Miao rubbed her temples and said, "Stop pretending to be stupid, I'll ask you again, do you know your identity."

"Well, I know."

"Then do you know you were wrong?" Chu Miao asked.

"Wrong..." Chu Yingchan raised her head slowly, her red lips parted slightly, and said innocently: "Mother, didn't you ask the theater troupe to match us back then? If Mother said that her daughter was wrong, then you are also yours." Wrong."

"Mother was deceived by the rumors of Yunkong Mountain, and I didn't know that Lin Shouxi was Xiaohe's husband." Chu Miao explained.

"An unintentional mistake is also a mistake." Chu Yingchan said.

"You..." Chu Miao's chest heaved and she said angrily, "Okay, do you still dare to speak hard?"

"Tough mouth?" Chu Yingchan touched her cherry lips with her slender and white fingers, and doubts appeared in her beautiful eyes, "Is there any? My disciple told me clearly that Master's lips It's soft."

"You..." Chu Miao looked at her daughter's breathtaking charm, her heart trembled, but her face became more serious, "Stop talking and joking with your mother at this time, he is your apprentice, and there is something wrong with you." Wife, that Xiaohe is still your good sister, thank you for being able to do it!"

"Well, my daughter is sorry for Xiaohe." Chu Yingchan nodded and said seriously.

"Excuse me, what then?"

"Then... the mistake has been made, if Xiaohe gives her daughter a chance, she will spend her whole life begging her for forgiveness." Chu Yingchan said softly.

"Forgive me?" Chu Miao sneered, and said, "That's nice... To put it bluntly, don't you want to be Lin Shouxi's concubine and Xiaohe's younger sister?"

Chu Yingchan lowered her head and did not refute. She also took a sip of the wine, her cherry lips were seductively dark crimson due to her tight pursing.

"You are the daughter of the king of Chu, but you commit yourself to a married man. From now on, the whole Chu country will be ashamed because of you!" Chu Miao slapped her palm on the table and said coldly.

"Mother, do you want to drive your daughter out of the house?" Chu Yingchan asked in a low voice.

"You..." Chu Miao stroked her daughter's chest once again, temporarily suppressing the flames in her chest, she glared at Chu Yingchan, and said coldly, "You think beautifully!"

Chu Yingchan lowered her head, pursed her lips, and her black hair hung down, hiding her expression in the shadows.

"You still have the nerve to laugh?" Chu Miao keenly caught the change in her expression, and was very angry.

Chu Yingchan raised her head and stared at her mother. Her eyes were as clear as water, reflecting the faint red of the candle. Open your mouth and shut up, you, you, you, can't you even remember your daughter's name?"

“…”

Chu Miao found that the raging fire in her heart was extinguished by one sentence, and replaced by a sense of powerlessness. She said, "When my daughter grows up, can the mother not control her anymore?"

Chu Yingchan lowered her head, remained silent for a moment, picked up the jug, poured a glass of wine, handed it to Chu Miao with ten fingers, and said: "Daughter respects mother, there are some things, daughter can discuss with mother, Some things... can't be done. Come on, mother moistens her throat and scolds her daughter later, she promises not to talk back."

Chu Miao lowered her eyelids, and wanted to say a few more words, but the wine glass was already brought to her lips, she leaned forward after hesitation, and let her daughter take a sip of the wine.

Chu Yingchan passed the wine and sat back. The fairy in the white skirt put her hands on her knees and sat upright, as if waiting for a lecture, she looked very cute.

Chu Miao looked at this beautiful jewel in her palm, hesitated to speak, and was reluctant to scold her daughter, but she was still willing to scold Gong Yu: "I blame your master, and you didn't take such a good apprentice. To teach, to teach you like this... Your master is a coquettish big vixen, thanks to you still respecting her so much, now the culprit has gone to hide, and he will not come back after a year."

Chu Yingchan did not talk back as expected, she was also puzzled why the master didn't bring Lin Shouxi back.

"By the way, don't general sects list master-student love as a taboo? If you do this, is it not against the sect's rules?" Chu Miao asked.

"Our Daoist sect doesn't have this rule." Chu Yingchan replied.

"There is no such rule..." Chu Miao rolled her eyes, and said, "That's right, after all, your master is like a bird of a feather. Of course, you won't make random rules, so as not to dig your own grave in the future."

"Master is a chicken of the same feather?" Chu Yingchan wondered, "What does this mean?"

Speaking of this, Chu Miao's spirit shook. She suddenly remembered that Lin Shouxi might be Gong Yu's master. For the master who has been missing for many years, she might do something worse than a beast. If the daughter finally fell in love with a husband, if Gong Yu would take it away...

For a moment, Chu Miao clenched her fists tightly and her heart was in a mess.

Wait, Gong Yu has been in that world for so long and hasn't come back, could it be...

"Mother, what are you thinking?" Chu Yingchan stretched out her hand and waved it in front of her.

"No, nothing."

Chu Miao saw her daughter's pure and ignorant expression, and her mood became complicated.

"In short, the love between master and apprentice is a taboo that cannot be seen in the light. If this matter gets out, it will definitely cause an uproar in the world." Chu Miao said coldly.

"It's fine if we don't spread the word? Let's keep it a secret for the rest of our lives, okay?" Chu Yingchan asked beggingly.

Seeing her daughter acting coquettishly, Chu Miao really had no other choice. She is a slave to her daughter. It is not easy to put on a fierce face today. Now that her momentum has dropped, it will be difficult to take it back. Said: "Oh... how did you give birth to such a daughter, the mother has nothing to do with you."

"Mother, don't worry, my daughter has already received the punishment she deserved." Chu Yingchan comforted.

"Due punishment?"

"Well, Shouxi has already used the family law to punish her daughter severely. She has been whipped and knows she was wrong." Chu Yingchan smiled and said, as if her words were provocative.

Chu Miao listened, but was stunned in place. She looked at the beautiful face in the dark night, shame and anger welled up in her heart again, she jumped up, walked up to Chu Yingchan, raised her palm, Pretending to fight, "You shameless little girl, if mother doesn't teach you a lesson today..."

"Mother..."

Chu Yingchan opened her watery eyes, her words were soft, and she yelled mother over and over again, as if she was being coquettish or begging for mercy.

At this moment, Chu Miao suddenly stopped blaming Lin Shouxi, her daughter's eyes were so tender and tender, not to mention a teenager, even a deity of love and **** would fall into it at a glance.

This slap can't fall.

Finally, Chu Miao lowered her hand and rubbed her daughter's hair, as if to say, what do you like to do, mother can no longer control you.

Chu Yingchan held her hand intimately and said, "Mother, in order to take care of you in the future, my daughter has specially learned a lot of dishes these days. When the time comes home, my daughter will make it for her mother to eat. Okay?"

"Learn it for me?"

Although this is said by my beloved daughter, how can I deceive Chu Miao, she sneered, and said, "I'm afraid you didn't learn it for your husband, and then you arrested your mother to help you try the dishes?"

Chu Yingchan bowed her head in shame as if she had been poked at the center of the matter, but said: "How can mother miss my daughter so much..."

Chu Miao listened, and shook her head slightly. She rubbed her daughter's hair in her palm, fiddled with it for a while, and said, "It's really weird. Your father and I are both human, so how could you be born like this?" A foxy little fairy?"

…

Gong Yu sat on the rock by the lake, her embroidered shoes were placed by her side, the thin ice silk stockings had been taken off, folded, and stuffed in the shoe shafts, she stretched out her creamy white jade-like feet, and gently washed them On the surface of the water, ripples splashed round and round, shaking her snow shadow reflected in the water to pieces.

It was dark, and the drizzle was still falling obliquely in the valley.

The rain swept Gong Yu's skirt, Lin Shouxi took out an umbrella, opened it, and stood behind her, sheltering her from the wind and rain.

Gong Yu stared at the water surface, when something grabbed her toe and let out a yelp.

"The fish has bitten the hook." Gong Yu said with a smile.

She leaned back, lifted her jade feet like a fishing rod, and Xingyu was pulled out of the water. With her hands supporting the back of Gong Yu's feet, she jumped, turned over deftly in the air, and stopped firmly. her side.

"The deity is back!"

Xing Yu clenched his fist and said angrily.

"How is it?" Lin Shouxi asked.

As he asked, he looked at Xing Yu, and saw that although there were a few broken scales on the girl's body, she was not wounded, and she didn't seem to have suffered any injuries.

"What's the matter? This deity is so powerful, and that vixen is very timid. Where is my opponent, I cleaned her up. She was so scared that she ran away with her head in her arms and escaped by chance..."

"Tell the truth." Lin Shouxi interrupted coldly.

"Why am I not telling the truth?" Xing Yu rolled his eyes at him, and said lightly: "Okay, let's go to the end. In short, I expelled that woman from the sea. Dare to do it again."

Lin Shouxi looked at the little Qinglong who was talking nonsense and didn't know what to say, so he didn't bother to ask any more questions, but said: "Since you're back, let's continue on our way."

When passing by a nearby city, in addition to purchasing food and clothing, Lin Shouxi also habitually bought a residence newspaper.

He flipped through the Dibao, frowning involuntarily.

"Hasn't the top cloud rankings been released yet?" Gong Yu asked.

"Yes." Lin Shouxi nodded.

"What is the top of the cloud list? It sounds very powerful." Xing Yu also came over to take a look.

"It's a list, it's just for ranking the world's masters." Lin Shouxi explained.

After a day of rain, she became more interested. When she was in the Dragon Palace, she thought about writing a list, but in the rankings, the father was the first, the sister in red was the second, and the other nine sons went in order. The lower row, as for myself, is daunting... well, one plus two plus nine... the thirteenth master of Dragon Palace.

Xing Yu hurriedly asked them about the details of the list. When she heard that the list might not have her own name, Xing Yu jumped into a rage and vowed to tear it up with her own hands after the Yun Dian Ranking was released.

She didn't know that this list was a secret code that Xiaohe handed them from the Taoist gate. Once the Yunding list is released, it means that the time is ripe. They have been dealing with Si Muxue outside for a long time. Rushing to the Daomen, assisting Xiaohe to break through, and then rushing to the dead city before Si Muxue could react in the future.

I hope there will be no change...

There are many mountains here, and they may spend the next few days in the deep mountains and old forests, so before leaving, Lin Shouxi and Gong Yu bought a lot of things in the city.

Outside the city, Gong Yu leaned over and sorted out the purchased things, wrapped them up one by one in small packages, sorted them, and handed them to Lin Shouxi.

"This is dry food, this one is water, it's a bit heavy, you carry it." Gong Yu said.

Lin Shouxi took the package, tied it in a knot, and carried it on his back.

"Here are ten letter arrows, and here are some medicines and white cloth belts, which are also a bit heavy, you take them." Gong Yu handed over two small packages.

"Here are the candles for lighting."

"Here are some strong ropes for emergencies."

"This is a clip...huh? Why buy this?"

Medicines, candles, ropes, clips...Xing Yu looked at these objects, nodded his head, and thought to himself, as expected of a human being, even if he is already a powerful master, he is still so fully prepared when he goes to the wild.

"These things are not light, let me carry them for you." Lin Shouxi stretched out his hand again.

"No need." Gong Yu said with a light smile, "It doesn't make any difference if I carry them and you carry me."

Lin Shouxi smiled helplessly and said hello.

Gong Yu carried the bag on his back, and the strips of cloth passed obliquely across his chest, like a big river passing around the peak. Looking at the plump and straight mountain, looking at the round outline that looks like a positive arc, I am amazed and envious.

Gong Yu also noticed Xing Yu's gaze, and he became provocative again, and said, "Teacher, this is a bit heavy, can you help me carry it?"

Lin Shouxi frowned, curious what it was, turned around, and then froze again.

I saw the elegant and proud Master Shizu standing upright, she spread her hands, palms up, resting on the soft lower profile of Shizu Peak, holding it smoothly, her soft lips were naturally bright red, When she smiled lightly, it was elegant and charming, and she was so beautiful and incomparable. At this moment, she was holding such a smile and asked: "Can you help Master?"

Lin Shouxi did not answer, he just took out a piece of silk handkerchief from the package, crumpled it into a ball, pointed to her lips, and threatened: "If the master makes fun of the apprentice again, the apprentice will have to let Master Master Silent."

…

Chang'an.

Xiaohe couldn't describe it easily. Standing on the spacious and scary Suzaku Street, there were people and carriages coming and going in front of her.

Suddenly there was snow in the sky, the first flake of snow at the end of autumn and winter solstice. This snow was very perfunctory.

Xiaohe looked at the melting snowflakes in her palm, closed her eyes, and her mind was at peace.

She was wearing a commoner dress with her sleeves hanging down, and she walked towards the depths of Chang'an.

At the same time, in the deep palace.

Ji Luoyang is sitting in front of a chessboard, clinging to the white pieces, and placing pieces on the chessboard in front of him. There is no one sitting opposite him, but a narrow shadow covered by a curtain. Hands stretched out from the shadows, playing chess with Ji Luoyang.

I don't know how long this game of chess has been played.

The wind swept the snow into the long corridor, and Ji Luoyang lowered his head in the air-conditioning, his expression becoming more dignified.

He picked up a white piece, hesitated, and finally put it down lightly, saying: "Master, I lost."

The person who hides in the shadow of the curtain is called the national teacher.

He didn't care about winning or losing this chess game, he just said lightly: "She's here."

"Her?" Ji Luoyang was taken aback, "Who?"

"The person who killed you." The national teacher replied.

"How does she know I'm here?" Ji Luoyang asked confused.

The national teacher did not give an answer, but just asked: "Do you want me to save you?"

"Of course." Ji Luoyang said respectfully, "The whole Chang'an is under your control, so it shouldn't be difficult to save this junior."

"Chang'an is indeed a killing game, but it will never be used against a little girl." The national teacher shook his head lightly.

"Then who is this city used against?" Ji Luoyang asked.

"The dragon from the bottom of the sea, the Buddha from the city of calamity, the devil from the sky, there are countless enemies in the world. I am afraid that Chang'an is too small and the isolated city is hard to defend." Tired.

Ji Luoyang looked at the entangled black and white pieces on the chessboard, and remained silent.

"This chess is dead, there is nothing to see." The national teacher said indifferently.

An old hand stretched out from under the curtain again, grabbed the chessboard, and flipped it over.

Crackling and crisp sounds resounded densely, like rain hitting the ground, chess pieces fell all over the ground, black and white were messy.

The back of the board is as smooth as new.

The old man stretched out his finger and drew a series of distinct vertical and horizontal lines on the chessboard.

Nine vertically and ten horizontally.

In the center, the old man also wrote four words: Chuhe Hanjie.

"This is..."

Ji Luoyang stared at the chessboard~IndoMTL.com~ Suddenly a little light appeared in his eyes, and he said: "The meaning of the master of the country is that although that chess game is dead, there is never more than one chess board in the world. As long as you find a suitable chess board The chessboard, everything can start again?"

Yes, he is the key, and there are countless doors in the world. As long as he is willing to give up all ambitions and visions, hide from the world, and hide behind a certain door, no one can find him except gods.

"No, I'm tired of playing Go. It's still early. If you feel free, you can play with me again. It's different." The national teacher replied with a smile.

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