The Heartless Mage Chapter 154: The so-called gods

Wuxin was hostile to all the men in the corridor because she slept in the same room with Su Tao. He had no choice but to go to Ding Mao and borrowed a thermos and a bucket.

After dinner, Wuxin poured two kettles of hot water and a large bucket of cold water into the dormitory, locked the door from the outside, and let Su Tao stay in the room to take a bath. Packing Bai Liuli with a book, he walked to the secluded place at the back of the building. A piece of cement was moved from the ruins of the sports equipment room. He sat down firmly, opened his schoolbag, stretched out the white glaze, and then took out the thin half volume of the remnant scriptures. Bai Liuli was coiled up in front of him in high spirits, with one head held high.

Facing each other's piercing black bean eyes, she said in a low voice, "Bai Liuli, I always thought I was a monster, but now, I suspect I made a mistake."

When the voice fell, he shook the broken scripture in his hand: "Its name is called "Benshijing". You know that I have been a monk for many years, and there are basically no Buddhist scriptures that I have not read. I am sure of the "Benshijing" I also read it, although I forgot all about it later. But it doesn’t matter if I forgot, because I read it in vain.”

Bai Liuli is a little distracted, feeling like an old and confused person who doesn't get to the point.

Wuxin stretched out his hand to hold Bai Liuli's round head, and said solemnly: "Bai Liuli, I found out that I may be a heavenly being. Heavenly being, you know? The most advanced one of the six reincarnations is the heavenly way. Life in the way of heaven is heaven and man.”

Bai Liuli just spat out a letter in a bored manner, and suddenly heard the word "Heaven and Man", because it was ridiculous, so that the letter was spit out and forgot to take it back.

Uninterestedly turned the page: "Look, the scriptures say number one, devas have long lifespans, I won't read the specifics, anyway, ordinary devas in it can live millions of lives. Years old; second, the gods and humans are good-looking, which I am more in line with, since ancient times, no one has ever said that I am ugly; third, the gods and humans are very happy, of course, I have not been very happy, because I'm not in the heaven but in the world!"

Speaking of this, he put down the remnants of the scriptures in his hand, and his eyes shone brightly: "Bai Liuli, heaven and man are naturally clean, and I am also very clean, as long as you don't throw me into the cesspool, I will You won't stink if you don't take a bath for a hundred years. Bai Liuli, what kind of eyes do you have? Don't you know if I stink? I'm talking to you seriously, don't look at me sideways. Still looking? Still looking? Well, I'll prove it to you!"

Unintentionally lowered his head and undid his belt and ripped open his trousers, grabbed Bai Liuli and stuffed it into his crotch. Holding the waist of his trousers and waiting for ten seconds, he grabbed Bai Liuli's head and stretched him out again: "Am I stinky?"

Little White Snake shrank the letter, and at the same time Bai Liuli showed up in front of Wuxin in a rage: "Damn liar! Are you a god? Don't put gold on your face! If you dare to offend me, I will kill you. !”

As soon as the words came out, Bai Liuli stretched out her arms and waved fiercely. A brick instantly flew from the ruins of the sports equipment room, and slapped Wuxin's head with a "bang".

When the sky was dark, Wuxin leaned against the wall with a schoolbag and went up to the third floor step by step. Opening the door of the small dormitory at the end of the corridor, he probed into the room and smelled the aroma of hot water drenching his nose. Su Tao was wearing a short shirt and trousers, and was wiping the railing of the bunk bed with a rag. Wearing wet hair, she smiled at Wuxin, and she asked, "I have half an hour, why did you come back?"

Inadvertently, he hesitated and didn't say anything. He went out with a bucket to pour water, and returned the thermos to Xiaoding Mao. Hanging the schoolbag on the bed rail, he got into bed early, curled up in a ball on the side of the bed.

Su Tao usually looks at him as always, as if he is always optimistic. Now, seeing that his state is different, after turning off the lights, he is so worried that he can't sleep. Later, she could not bear to lean down from above, and she asked in a low voice, "Wuxin, what's wrong with you?"

Wuxin moaned on the dark lower bunk: "I'm fine, just a little headache."

Su Tao's head shrank, replaced by an iron ladder that stepped on the end of the bed with bare feet. Under the cover of the night, Su Tao got out of bed wearing floral pants and reached out to touch Wuxin's forehead: "Aren't you sick?"

He shook his head unintentionally: "You sleep with you, I may have been blown away by the wind at night, just get a good night's sleep."

Su Tao had no idea and stood in front of the bed at a loss, not knowing what to do. Later, under the unintentional urging, she climbed back to the upper bunk, and she got back to the quilt quite worried.

After Su Tao fell asleep, Bai Liuli proudly showed a shadow, just above Wuxin's waist. Wuxin hid his face under the quilt and said in a small voice, "Stop hitting, I admit that I'm an old monster."

Bai Liuli suspected that he was pretending to be pitiful, but it was so realistic that people had to forgive him: "I won't beat you, but you are not allowed to brag to me about who you are in the future."

Wuxin hid under the quilt and didn't speak for a while. Bai Liuli saw that he was completely honest, and was satisfied to leave, but he suddenly said again: "I still feel that I accidentally fell from the heaven to the world..."

Bai Liuli glared at him: "Still talking?"

Wuxin shook his head under the quilt: "No more."

Bai Liuli stared at him for a long time. After confirming that he really shut up, he finally disappeared into the darkness with satisfaction. Back in Xiaobai Snake's body, he lay down comfortably beside Su Tao, and was about to rest for a while, but there was a humming down below, and it was Wuxin who hid in the bed and muttered to himself: "How can I go back? What?"

Inadvertently revealing her heart and body to Bai Liuli, in exchange for a brick. When he woke up, he decided that Bai Liuli was not his bosom friend, so he thought for a while without saying a word. After a while, his stomach was rumbling, and he didn't have an idea, just his appetite.

In the morning, he and Su Tao wrote several elegiac couplets on the first floor, ready to be hung at the memorial service of Tian Xiaorui and others. Tian Xiaorui and others are great in life and glorious in death, not to mention the gang **** of the Red Chief, but the heroic deeds of sacrifice are still worthy of publicity.

After writing the elegiac couplet, Wuxin went upstairs to Xiaodingmao's office to ask about the next step. Ma Xiuhong opened the door for him, and when he saw a Gu Ji kneeling in the room, he hesitated and did not enter. On the other hand, the little Dingmao said, "Are you unintentional? Come in!"

Then he turned to Gu Ji, and continued with the words just now: "You don't need to kneel, and I don't need you to kneel. If you want a revolution, start it, and if you don't, you will get out."

Gu Ji was a little dazed, but he just felt that kneeling was more correct and more secure: "He is my father after all..." He pleaded with a crying voice: "It's not that I am not determined or strong-willed, I am Really - I really can't do it. Please don't let me do it, change it to someone else! I won't plead for him, I won't collect his body, I'll let him get what he deserves and smear forever... I beg you... …”

He said, knocking his head a few times. The little Dingmao sat on the chair with Erlang's legs crossed, smoking a cloud with a cigarette in his mouth: "Gu Ji, you disappoint me."

Gu Ji closed his eyes, tears streaming down his face. He was inferior in every way since he was a child, because his family background was oppressed. Unexpectedly, a big man like Xiao Dingmao would put hope on him, and he was so heinous that he disappointed Comrade Xiao Dingmao. He cried so hard that his heart was broken, not for his dying father, nor for his mother and grandmother who had already died tragically. He blamed himself and panicked, because he didn't want to be alone with a ghost. He wants to make a revolution with the little Dingmao and live alone, he is afraid.

Little Dingmao quietly waited for him to cry, and when he had wiped away all the distracting thoughts, he said lightly and firmly: "The real revolutionaries are those who do not recognize six relatives. Your comrades in arms are your relatives, revolutionaries. The route is the direction of your life.”

Standing against the wall unintentionally, thinking that the little Dingmao may be a scheming fetus in her mother's belly.

Little Dingmao ignored Gu Ji, turned around with a chair on the spot, and waved to Wuxin: "Come here."

Then he opened the drawer, took out a booklet and threw it on the table: "Someone exposed you for feudal superstition. See for yourself, is it yours?"

Inadvertently picked up the scraps of scriptures on the table and flipped through them - last night, Bai Liuli panicked. He ran away with his schoolbag in his arms, and Buddhist scriptures were not rare, so he threw them away without thinking at all. bring.

"No." Wuxin replied firmly: "I don't understand this book at all."

Little Dingmao smacked his lips sarcastically: "It's normal for you to not understand when you're young."

Wuxin looked at him and blinked, and finally couldn't help but ask: "You... Who are you?"

Little Dingmao took the remnants of the scriptures back into the drawer: "Let's not talk about it from afar, just talk about what is in front of you?"

Inadvertently staring at the little Ding Mao, no matter how you look at it, it is unfamiliar, and I don't have a little old friend who is less than twenty years old: "That...the elegiac couplet is finished."

Little Dingmao is a little impatient: "I'm done writing it, it's worth going upstairs to talk about it? Go help the propaganda team in the afternoon, I don't have a copying task here."

Wuxin left the office in a daze, and then did not go to the publicity team to help, but took Su Tao out for an afternoon stroll. In the evening, the two returned to the dormitory. Su Tao held an ice cream in her hand, and after entering the door, she went to see Bai Liuli first. She bit down a small piece of ice cream and brought it to the snake's mouth. She was amused for a long time, but the little white snake was lying on the bed, motionless.

"Wuxin." Su Tao was surprised: "Look, why is Bai Niangzi ignoring people?"

Inadvertently, he leaned over and brushed the white snake's head with his finger: "Bai Liuli?"

The little white snake is still unresponsive.

Inadvertently raised the snake's head and found that the little white snake's black bean eyes had no light spots. Bai Liuli is not attached to the snake at the moment - where has Bai Liuli gone?

"It's fine." While comforting Su Tao, he put the little white snake in his schoolbag: "The snake sometimes gets lazy, maybe it eats too much, or it feels too cold. Don't worry about it, it will be quiet for a few days. recovered."

Bending down and picking up the thermos in the corner, he said to Su Tao again: "You eat your food, and I'll fetch water."

It took Wuxin a long time to bring back a pot of boiling water. After the two washed up, they turned off the lights and went to bed. Without the little white snake beside Su Tao, it always seemed like something was missing, making her sleep uncomfortable. At midnight, she automatically woke up in a daze. Lifting the quilt and crawling to the end of the bed, she wanted to put the little white snake in her bed to warm up. However, holding the guardrail with one hand and looking down, she was stunned for a moment, and saw an empty pile of quilts in the lower bunk, but Wuxin disappeared.