I will bury the gods

Chapter 203 Bai Zhu's Great Discovery

Dark clouds piled up in the sky like a pool of thunder, but there was a drizzle of rain. Looking from the tall buildings of the Wu family, the dry lake was covered with thick fog, and the center seemed to be connected to hell.

Lin Shouxi stood on the corridor, watching all of this, until the red lacquered wooden door behind him opened a crack, a small white hand reached out, knocked on the door, and said, "Come in."

Pushing the door open and walking in, Xiao He had already finished her bath. She was wrapped in a snow-white warm cashmere blanket, with a small and delicate hair bun. She walked barefoot to the bedside and folded the clothes she took out from the storage ring one by one.

"Will this clothes get wet if you put it in the ring?" Xiaohe unfolded a cashmere blanket, gently stroked it with her fingers, and muttered to herself in doubt.

Lin Shouxi walked up to her, looked at her snow-white neck, gently wrapped her arms around her waist, and told her what happened the last time she came to Wu's house.

"When I heard the movement downstairs, I thought it was you, but I didn't expect to go in and see that girl Bai Zhu." Lin Shouxi said with a smile.

Xiaohe also laughed.

"Sister Mu..."

Xiaohe stopped what she was doing, and said with a little remorse: "It would be nice if Sister Ruomu came with me."

"What's so good about her?" Lin Shouxi asked with a smile.

"Before I came here, I thought that the two of us were living peacefully. Who would have thought that it would be like this..." Xiaohe said indifferently: "If I knew this earlier, I might as well call my sisters and sisters to take care of me."

Lin Shouxi thought about Chu Yingchan, and nodded subconsciously. Then, when he saw Xiaohe glanced at him, he felt cold, and immediately shook his head, saying: "The two of us are enough, why let them accompany you later?" In danger?"

"En." Xiaohe nodded, she finished tidying up her clothes, was silent for a while, and suddenly asked, "Do you still have something to hide from me?"

"Hiding it to you?"

Lin Shouxi's heart skipped a beat, and he asked, "What's the matter?"

"Am I asking you or are you asking!" Xiao He folded her arms around her chest.

Seeing that Lin Shouxi was thinking and unable to answer, Xiaohe narrowed down the scope of the question: "It's about Sister Mu."

"Mu Shijing?" Lin Shouxi was even more confused.

Seeing that he was still pretending to be stupid, Xiaohe couldn't help being annoyed, thinking that this was where he told Bai Zhu the secret that he and Miss Mu were siblings, but he didn't want to confess to himself in the same place, why is that? Intentions?

But yes, the two who mistakenly formed a Taoist couple are actually siblings, such a heartache, most people probably don't want to reveal it easily...

"Forget it, let me know when you figure it out." Xiao He was very tolerant and forgave him for the time being.

Lin Shouxi froze in place, confused, he vaguely felt that Xiaohe had misunderstood something, but he didn't understand why this misunderstanding came about.

Of course, there are priorities, Lin Shouxi decided to ask Xiaohe when Xiaohe is in a good mood, but now...

Now, the rain in Wu's house has not stopped, and the cloud has always shrouded my heart, and it will not disperse for a long time.

Lin Shouxi's mind was in a mess. He sat down at the table, picked up two books at random, and planned to read a few to distract himself. Suddenly, he noticed something in a book and wanted to take a look.

At this moment, a crisp voice suddenly sounded, which shocked him.

It was the sound of beads falling to the ground.

Lin Shouxi frowned. He was sure that the source of the sound was downstairs, which was his 'bridal chamber'.

"I'll go down and have a look." Lin Shouxi said.

This was an eventful winter, and Lin Shouxi didn't dare to let go of any movement.

He immediately went downstairs and found a glazed bead standing in the middle of the room. He picked up the bead, looked around, and soon noticed that the bead was originally inlaid on the candlestick, but it fell off for some reason.

Is it just that the candlestick is old...

Lin Shouxi searched around, but found no trace of any evil, and finally felt relieved that it was definitely a false alarm.

After returning to Xiaohe's room, he stopped looking at the books on the table.

It was getting late, and the two of them were tired from the journey, so they both needed to take a good rest and get enough energy to deal with the dangers that may occur next.

Xiaohe had her hair in a bun, wrapped in a snow blanket and slipped into the quilt. She lay quietly for a while, feeling a little hot, she took off the snow blanket, kneaded it into a ball, and threw it out of the bed , just hitting Lin Shouxi's feet.

Lin Shouxi stared at the warm blanket at his feet, then at the brocade quilt covering Xiaohe's body and her slightly exposed fragrant shoulders, and was stunned for a while.

Xiaohe waited quietly for a while, and seeing that Lin Shouxi was not moving, she opened her eyes, "What are you doing standing there?"

"Then I... go back to my room to rest?" Lin Shouxi asked tentatively.

"Okay." Xiaohe blinked and said, "Don't come back after you go out."

The words have come to this point, Lin Shouxi still has no hesitation, after a while, he only heard the girl scolding and warning: "Don't do nonsense!"

……

Downstairs, Mu Shijing was lying on Lin Shouxi's couch, listening to the voice from upstairs, he groaned in his heart.

Earlier, while Xiaohe was taking a bath and changing clothes, and putting the ring on the table, she sneaked out of the storage ring and appeared in her boudoir smoothly. Unfortunately, it took too much time to squeeze out the ring. When she started, Xiaohe walked out of the house wet, and she was forced to sneak in through the secret door, waiting for an opportunity to act.

But she was not in such a hurry anymore, the ups and downs all the way made her physically and mentally exhausted, she suddenly felt that it was nothing if the thing was found, anyway, Lin Shouxi would be the one who was unlucky and responsible for the defense.

At this moment, she hung the death certificate outside the window to withstand the wind and rain as a warning.

She curled up softly on the bed, rubbing her limp legs, panting weakly, just wanting to sleep comfortably.

So she really fell asleep.

In the dream, she heard an ancient chant after another. It was far older and loftier than the Sanskrit chant she heard during the day. It seemed to be telling a mysterious history, and the voice was clearly distinguishable:
"The sky has become the nest of the dead, the bottom of the sea is full of worm cocoons, the land without owner is disintegrated by the ice ocean, and the only soil left is filled with the tombstones of the dead... The great god is dead, and its bones are buried deep , into the backbone of the land."

There is no doubt that the chanter is the woman in the black dress deep in the dream again.

"What charades are you playing again? If you really want to say something, why don't you just tell me?" Mu Shijing sat down beside her and asked curiously.

After all, he was an acquaintance in the dream, and Mu Shijing was not nervous when facing her.

"I have no way to tell you." The girl in the black skirt said.

"Why?" Mu Shijing asked.

The girl in the black skirt didn't give a direct answer, but told her a story: "A long time ago, there was a boy whose entire family was killed overnight, but he survived. He hated and vowed to avenge his family, but he didn't know who the murderer was, so he made a deal with the devil who claimed to be omniscient, and wanted to know who the murderer was. There was a price to pay for making a deal with the devil, and his price was himself, and he promised the devil, After his death, the body belongs to him."

Mu Shijing listened with relish, and asked: "And then? Is it the story of the young man who started to practice the exercises hard, and then took revenge decades later?"

"No." The girl in the black skirt shook her head and said, "Later, the boy discovered that it was not someone else who killed his family, but his mentor. He knew the truth, and it was difficult to hide it as ignorance. , was killed by his mentor, and after his death, his body was captured by the devil."

"This...is a fable?" Mu Shijing asked doubtfully.

"Maybe." The girl in the black skirt said.

"You want to tell me that knowing a big secret when you are weak is actually harmful, right?" Mu Shijing asked.

"Yeah." The girl in the black skirt nodded.

"You made this up?" Mu Shijing said flatly, "It's really boring."

"This is the story of my friend." The girl in the black skirt said.

"Friends?" Mu Shijing was curious: "A person like you still has friends?"

Looking at the girl in the black dress, she only felt deeply lonely.

The girl in the black skirt didn't answer.

Mu Shijing looked at her quietly, as if she was affected by this kind of loneliness, she felt pity in her heart, and asked tentatively: "Then... am I your friend?"

"You are my work." The girl in the black skirt said coldly.

Mu Shijing woke up from his dream.

It's three o'clock at night.

"Did you sleep for so long..."

Mu Shijing got up in a daze. She dragged her still exhausted body, recalled the previous dream, scooped up cold water and washed her face.

She originally thought that there would be a lot of noise upstairs tonight, but unexpectedly, it was surprisingly quiet upstairs, as if they were really just sleeping.

Molested in every possible way when meeting him, and pretended to be a gentleman in front of Xiaohe, really wasted the heart of a lecher... Mu Shijing thought bitterly.

She drank a glass of water, lay back on the bed, listened to the sound of rain outside, and couldn't fall asleep again in the middle of the night.

In the early morning, there was a dim light outside.

Mu Shijing heard a commotion upstairs, and it was the young couple flirting again, and the laughter was endless:
"How dare you insult me?!" It was Xiaohe's voice.

"No……"

"Dare you say no?"

"No really, I'm just rubbing..."

"How dare you say it!"

Listening to their conversation, she suddenly felt that the extraordinary perception did not bring excitement to her, but instead deepened her loneliness.

Finally, the excitement upstairs came to an end with Lin Shouxi's surrender, and they began to discuss business.

Mu Shijing eavesdropped for a while and knew that they were going out.

She took back the death certificate that had been hanging outside all night, held it in her arms, and waited nervously.

She has already made plans for them to pass by this room and come in to remember the past. At the same time, she has also prepared no less than ten countermeasures, which will only be implemented later. It is not easy to deceive Xiaohe. You must display what you have learned all your life, and bring out the best of Taoism.

As time passed, Mu Shijing waited anxiously.

Every muscle and bone of her is like a tight spring, ready to go.

The footsteps became farther and farther away, until finally, the door was not pushed open.

Mu Shijing was puzzled, she opened the door carefully, looked downstairs, and found that they had walked away in the drizzle.

It's... so simple?
All kinds of difficulties and ups and downs happened along the way, but when the real thing came to an end, it went surprisingly smoothly. Instead of being surprised, she felt deeply disappointed. She stubbornly believed that there must be accidents, there must be...

But until they disappeared from sight, there was only sand-like rain and snow oncoming.

Mu Shijing stood awkwardly for a long time before finally walking upstairs.

She carefully stepped on every step, opened the door openly and entered, and easily flipped through the manuscript she had left behind on the table. Instead of burning the source of all evil, she sat down on the chair graciously. , Flipping through one by one, reading aloud like a poem.

Until she finished reading, Lin Shouxi and Xiaohe did not come back.

"It turned out to be so easy."

She laughed lightly at herself, folded the manuscript and put it in her arms. After cleaning the room for them, she opened the door and left.

The disciples were still guarding the gate of Wu's house. Of course, they could only guard the gate, not her.

Mu Shijing quietly crossed the wall and walked on the road leading to the outside world.

She walked forward, getting farther and farther away from Wu's house.

At the same time, her steps became slower and slower.

In the end, she couldn't help turning her head back, looking at the black mansion in the rain, and suddenly asked herself, "What am I hiding?"

That's right, the manuscript has been brought back, and she has no weakness, so what is there to worry about?

"It's too boring to go away like this..." Mu Shijing said to himself.

Create difficulties without difficulties, she is not willing to go back like this.

She turned back to the witch's house.

When the disciples guarding the gate saw someone approaching from a distance, they drew out their swords one after another.

Mu Shijing looked at them coldly, without fear.

She is the Holy Son doing her own way again.

……

At the stone gate of Niechi, Lin Shouxi and Xiaohe saw this black-robed woman again.

Last night, they had discussed the realm of this former goddess, and they confirmed that this goddess had fallen seriously, and she was already below the human-god realm. Similarly, her mental state was also extremely poor, and she did not have what a goddess or fairy should have Dignified and fairy-like, on the contrary, it often reveals insidiousness and jealousy.

When Xiaohe approached her, she clearly felt this kind of jealousy, as if she wanted to devour herself and absorb her youth and beauty.

Xiaohe felt a little fear, not because she was afraid of her, but because she was afraid that one day, sister Shi would also be bitten by the sword and become like this.

"Are you sure you want to come?" the black-robed woman said, "You also saw that group of disciples yesterday. They worshiped the sarcoma, but they all claimed to have seen the real Buddha."

Lin Shouxi and Xiaohe nodded together.

The black-robed woman did not praise their bravery, but said, "A calf is always bold until it sees a real tiger."

Lin Shouxi didn't think so. It was because he experienced too many unimaginable dangers that he became more and more convinced of Xiaohe's prophecy. He believed that his life expectancy was still two years away. Even if Niechi was dangerous, he should not be able to hurt his life.

What's more, a cultivator is supported by all people. If he has concerns, he will be timid and unwilling to take risks with himself. What is the difference between a fairy and a moth?

Looking at Lin Shouxi's calm face, Xiaohe vaguely guessed what he was thinking.

The girl's thin lips moved, and she hesitated to speak... But this time, what stopped her from speaking was not fear of the lie being exposed, but she also had some belief that her prophecy might really come true.

She didn't know where this feeling came from, she just felt panic.

The heavy stone door was pushed open, and an obscure wind blew in.

The scent of birds and flowers that should have been in the Wu family has long since disappeared, and the evil pond that is thousands of miles away is still in ruins, and you can see countless remnants of broken walls as far as you can see.

The black-robed woman walked in.

Lin Shouxi and Xiaohe followed closely behind.

This is the second time they set foot in Niechi. Although the realm is not what it used to be, the uneasiness in their hearts has not been reduced by half.

The deep gorge here is still the same as before. When passing through the woods, Lin Shouxi saw a large piece of broken wood. There was an ancient knife embedded in a certain tree, but the corpse holding the knife had long since rotted.

This is the trace of his battle with the evil spirits.

Everything is still vivid.

Niechi is very evil. Without the regular cleaning of the Demon Slaying Academy, the demonic turbidity here has become so strong that it is disgusting. Along the way, they encountered many evil things, some were newborns, and some were The fish that slipped through the net back then, regardless of the strength of the enemy, they would kill them as soon as they saw them.

The black-robed woman didn't do anything, and Lin Shouxi and Xiaohe were always responsible for killing the demons. They found the feeling of fighting here at the beginning, but the difference was that they changed from pretending to be a snake to actually fighting side by side.

About half a day later, they crossed the long iron chain bridge that had been cut off at the beginning, and came to the cemetery where they met Master Jiayun.

They came here at that time, and were forced to turn back because of the endless pursuit of the dragon corpse.

The black-robed woman stood on the edge of the cliff where the dragon corpse climbed up, looking down.

Suddenly, she found something wriggling around her feet. It was a mouth made of mud, and the teeth inside were crooked. It stuck to the blurred face, and she was still chanting: "Five Elements Corpse Anatomy" , Five Elements Corpse Analysis..."

It doesn't know how long it has been talking about.

The black-robed woman raised her foot and crushed it completely.

Fog filled the bottom of the cliff, and the wind howled from there. Standing on the edge of the cliff, Lin Shouxi couldn't tell whether what he heard was the sound of the wind or the roar of the dragon.

……

Cloud Mountain.

Chu Yingchan already knew the news of Mu Shijing's departure. She guessed that she followed Lin Shouxi and Xiaohe away, but she didn't understand why she did it.

She also thought about whether or not she should follow after her. After all, in the past few days after Lin Shouxi left, she could not sleep almost all night.

She seemed to be stuck in that snow-sweeping night, unable to get out. Every time she closed her eyes, she could see the garden full of ice and snow and the beautiful cold plum blossoms. She just knew what was waiting for her. Huanhao, but a long wait, can only recover from the fatigue in the memory... She couldn't help missing him.

But whenever she was about to leave for the witch's house, she could always stop herself and scold herself in a reproachful tone: "Chu Yingchan, as a Taoist disciple, how... is it proper?"

Bai Zhu, who is also a Taoist disciple, is carefree every day. She firmly guards the secret of sister Mu. Even if the younger sister asks questions, she doesn't know anything.

When she was bored, she went to play with the little senior sister, and even laughed at the little senior sister, saying that everyone had only been away for three days, and the little senior sister couldn't bear it anymore, unlike Bai Zhu, it would take at least a month before she started to feel sad.

Then she was caught and beaten by Chu Yingchan.

Bai Zhu left Trumen aggrieved, planning to ignore the little senior sister for the next thirteen and a half hours.

What can you do if you are alone?

After thinking about it, Bai Zhu decided to play the master play game.

She occupied the Taoist door all by herself, slept on the master's couch, sat on the master's chair, imitated the master's appearance, and gave orders majestically, while the little unicorn yelled under the seat to express her obedience.

Bai Zhu became more and more daring, and he really felt that he was the master of the future Taoist sect, and even started to search for the treasures left by his master.

It's a pity, with Yunluo's lesson learned, the master intentionally guarded against her and hid the treasures well. She searched for a long time, but only found a painting under the master's bed.

Almost no one dared to move the master's bed, but the painting was still hidden very deeply. If Bai Zhu hadn't searched the secret cabinet cleverly, there would be no way to find it.

Bai Zhu remembered that this was the painting that Master had carried on his back when he came back from the outside.

Bai Zhu's curiosity was aroused.

She took out the painting after closing the door and window.

She thought that the painting would be some novel fairy tale, but when she opened it, she was disappointed.

The content of the painting is too simple. It is just a girl about seven years old. I saw this little girl wearing a beautiful goose yellow skirt and a beautiful bun. She has a childish and delicate face. It resembles me a little bit, and it's almost cute... But other than that, there's nothing novel about this painting. If she was a vivid person, Bai Zhu might pat her on the shoulder and shout " younger sister'.

After looking around, Bai Zhu was about to put away the painting, when he suddenly found two words written in a corner of the painting, Bai Zhu, who was literate, read out softly:
"I...clothes?"

(End of this chapter)