I will bury the gods

Chapter 221
Facing Mu Shijing's invitation, Chu Yingchan showed hesitation.

"What if we leave and they come back and can't find us?" Chu Yingchan asked worriedly.

Mu Shijing said calmly, "Don't worry, they won't come back for a while."

After hearing this, Chu Yingchan couldn't tell whether Miss Mu's words were comforting or not, so she could only purse her pale crimson lips, and forced a faint smile.

Seeing that Fairy Chu was hesitant, Mu Shijing walked up to her, took her hand, and said, "How many times have I told you that Master is also in our hometown, don't you believe that they still don't believe in Master?" ? With Master around, what can happen to them? Hmm...there can’t be something wrong with Master, right?”

Chu Yingchan's tender neck tilted slightly, and she glanced at Mu Shijing faintly. Mu Shijing understood, and her voice became softer and softer. Finally, she cleared her throat and said with a guilty conscience: "Don't worry, Master's Dao is as powerful as the heavens. How could you be swayed by my few words?"

Chu Yingchan nodded with a smile, and walked back to the court together with Mu Shijing.

"I... am not ready yet." Chu Yingchan evaded.

"What kind of preparation do you need?" Mu Shijing said, "Leave when you're happy, and return when you're happy."

"But we left together, what about Bai Zhu?" Chu Yingchan was still hesitant.

"Bring them together." Mu Shijing said.

"Can……"

"Do you dislike Xiaobai Zhu?"

"How come, it's just... Bai Zhu still has homework." Chu Yingchan hesitated.

"I'll just write Bai Zhu's homework for her. Master won't be able to find out anyway." Mu Shijing planned carefully.

Chu Yingchan wanted to refute, but she was unable to open her mouth. She bowed her head in deep thought, and finally asked, "Why does Miss Mu go with me?"

"Who else will we go with?" Mu Shijing asked back.

Chu Yingchan quietly looked at Mu Shijing's cold and bright dimple, something came to her mind, but she hesitated to speak, Mu Shijing also noticed the subtle change in her mood, and asked: "What are you thinking about? "

Just at this time, they walked halfway up the mountain, and the mountain wind rolled up with thick clouds and mist, and the two skirts were submerged like waves, and the clouds covered the mist. Get blurry.

All of a sudden, Chu Yingchan seemed to have returned to the gray mist of Immortal Abroad, everything in the world was far away from her, and there was only a distant figure left beside her.

"Miss Mu." Chu Yingchan said.

"Ok?"

"If Miss Mu knew what kind of person I am, would you still walk with me?" Chu Yingchan said in a strange way.

Although she had made up her mind to confess the matter between herself and Lin Shouxi to Xiaohe, the parting began before she could open her mouth. She was depressed for a long time and never told Mu Shijing about it.

There will be no better chance than this... Chu Yingchan made up her mind at this moment, because she was afraid that she would lose her courage again after the clouds cleared.

But at this time, the voice from the other side of the cloud was clear and calm: "Are you finally planning to tell me yourself?"

Chu Yingchan was stunned, looked back, and saw Mu Shijing's figure amidst the surging clouds, the light passed through the clouds, changed from sharp to mottled, and shone on her body, she looked like a ethereal soul.

"You... know everything?" Chu Yingchan said dully.

"Of course, in the past two months, I've seen you depressed and anxious, almost showing your worries on your face." Mu Shijing said.

"Is that so..." Chu Yingchan touched her face with the back of her hand, and it was slightly hot.

Seeing Chu Yingchan's expression, Mu Shijing leaned over, stretched out his fingers to support her chin, raised the fairy's charming dimple, and asked with a charming smile: "So...why is Fairy Chu?" When did you start liking Xiao He?"

Chu Yingchan was stunned again, she looked at Mu Shijing fixedly, her mouth moved, she tried to explain something, but she couldn't speak, her cheeks were blushing, it was thanks to the cloud that hadn't dissipated for a long time, otherwise she might have to Fleeing.

Seeing this, Mu Shijing giggled, trembling wildly, she stretched out her hand, squeezed Chu Yingchan's face, and said, "You have the ability to have an affair with your relatives, but your face turns red so easily? The fairy is really cute, if I were Lin Shouxi, I'm afraid it would be difficult to control her."

While talking, Mu Shijing looked Chu Yingchan up and down, his eyes were cunning, like a prodigal son.

Chu Yingchan has been a little haggard recently, but her figure has not changed at all. If there is no such a fairy face pressing down, just looking at this curvy and graceful body will only make people feel thrillingly gorgeous and coquettish... This is a unique coquettishness If it increases by one point, it means Gong Yu's arrogance, and if it loses one point, it means Mu Shijing's beauty.

Looking at the girl in black dress who was smiling coquettishly, Chu Yingchan realized that she was joking with herself earlier...Chu Yingchan was even a little glad that Mu Shijing knew, if she didn't know, she really didn't know what to do Open your mouth.

"Are you... not angry?" Chu Yingchan asked.

"What's the use of being angry? Can I still punish you for Xiaohe?" Mu Shijing's eyes were filled with a few traces of sadness, but then disappeared. The kind that likes to be punished, what should I do?"

After hearing this, Chu Yingchan quickened her pace in shame, but Mu Shijing grabbed the bow tied around her waist, the fairy had no choice but to slow down, if she walked too fast, the skirt would be torn apart.

"You don't really like it, do you?" Mu Shijing asked.

"No." Chu Yingchan bit her lip, not daring to admit it.

"Then... Fairy Chu, tell me the story between you and your good disciple." Mu Shijing continued to ask.

"No." Chu Yingchan's voice was even softer, her ears turning red.

"So Fairy Chu wants to go with me?" Mu Shijing changed the topic.

Compared with the previous question, this question was infinitely more gentle, Chu Yingchan didn't hesitate any longer, and nodded slightly: "Okay."

……

Time flies, and it's May in a blink of an eye.

Xiaohe leaned against the wooden door, looking at the distant clouds.

The walls of the temple were painted with new yellow paint, and the flowers outside were blooming and falling. After a few rounds, there was no fragrance in the mountains and plains, and there were green branches and leaves everywhere.

This is what Xiaohe saw.

Xiaohe sometimes feels that the world is not real, it is just the projection of the mind after the distorted five senses, under this world, there should be an essential world, that world is obtained without relying on the five senses...

This is her daily cranky thinking. Although she often runs into walls, she never tires of it.

Xiaohe looked at Huiyun, and walked around the Buddhist hall. The disciples who came and went would stop and salute when they saw her, and she would return the salute in a demure manner.

All the disciples in the temple knew that the holy bodhisattva was just a female donor who was temporarily staying in the temple and would leave soon, but the holy bodhisattva kept saying that he wanted to leave, but he never left.

The disciples didn't think that this was the Bodhisattva's disbelief, but felt that there must be some kind of Buddhist principles in it, but they were stupid and didn't understand it.

Xiaohe felt that she should be more cruel, but also felt that this kind of cruelty violated her original intention.

She wobbled like this until May.

She felt that she was waiting for Lin Shouxi to wake up—although she knew the truth, she still hoped that Lin Shouxi could explain it to her personally, whether to leave or stay was entirely up to her will.

Don't think about these for now...

In the afternoon, Xiaohe wore a snow-white robe, closed her eyes and rested for a while, then went down the mountain for a walk.

Xiaohe often walks down the mountain alone, or travels the mountains and rivers to relax, or acts a hero to prove his morality, and also goes to the market to buy some meat and carrots for Baihu.

Eating meat is to respect the nature of the white tiger, but the king tiger is half-cultivated, so she will also feed some carrots, which is to respect its humanity.

But obviously, Da Baihu doesn't want her to respect his humanity.

Xiaohe came back in the evening. When she returned to her room and opened the window, she saw Lin Shouxi open her eyes.

Lin Shouxi woke up in the evening of May.

He was in a coma for three full months.

Waking up from the muddy dream, Lin Shouxi turned his head away with difficulty, and just saw Xiaohe standing by the bed. The sunset dyed the scenery behind Xiaohe crimson, but her clothes were better than snow, not stained by the sunset , seems to be independent of the secular world, bright and indescribable.

Faced with Lin Shouxi's awakening, Xiaohe didn't show much surprise. She didn't even enter the door immediately. Instead, she closed the window and left Lin Shouxi who had just woken up. She went to the cliff alone to gaze at the setting sun. Down, until the beginning of the moonlight.

When he returned to the room, Lin Shouxi still had his eyes open.

His body was devastated by the guarding inheritance, and the injury was even worse than in the battle with Luo Chu'e. In this world, his realm and physique were suppressed, and the repairing ability of the inner cauldron was greatly reduced, so even if he rested for three days For a month, he just went from chaos to sobriety, and he didn't even have the ability to get out of bed.

He tried to drive his body, but after several failed attempts, he gave up and just lay quietly, waiting for Xiaohe to come back.

Xiaohe came back in the middle of the night.

The door was pushed open, and a snow-haired girl in a snow robe walked in, as light as a gust of wind.

Lin Shouxi opened his mouth and uttered a few hoarse syllables, as if to say something.

Xiaohe stopped, touched his lips with her fingers, shook her head, and said, "Take a good rest, I don't want to hear it now."

Lin Shouxi blinked lightly.

Xiaohe walked to the depths of the room.

Lin Shouxi heard a rustling sound, and then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the white robe slipping to the ground. If he turned his head slightly, he could see the exquisite and graceful scene, but his neck was stiff and he couldn't move. She couldn't move, and could only lie quietly, sensing the girl's departure. After a while, the sound of water resounded faintly.

After Xiaohe came back, she changed into a Buddhist attire.

Lin Shouxi had never seen Xiaohe dressed up like this before, and he only felt classical and holy. He thought about the bells he heard in the evening, and realized that he should be in a temple now.

This should be his hometown.

No matter where he was, when he woke up and saw that Xiaohe hadn't left, he felt unparalleled peace of mind.

"I will leave." Xiao He seemed to have seen through his mind, and said, "I am not leaving now, I just want to repay you for saving me, and when you recover from your injuries, I will leave."

Lin Shouxi was speechless. Fortunately, he was speechless.

The day gradually warmed up.

In the early morning of the next day, Xiaohe went out early. She took the wood, raised the sword and dropped it, and worked hard all morning.

"This is the wheelchair I asked the monk to help you build. From now on, you will use this wheelchair to go out." Xiaohe pushed the wooden wheelchair into the room.

From then on, Lin Shouxi sat on a wooden chair and was pushed by Xiaohe.

Xiaohe has nothing urgent to do, so she always walks slowly, like taking a walk.

Xiaohe took him to the doctor.

The doctor checked Lin Shouxi's injury and was shocked.

"How did he live in this world?" The doctor was frightened and incoherent for a while, and it took a long time for him to recover.

"Well, he's really damn good." Xiaohe said calmly.

The doctor shook his head and hurriedly said, girl, you misunderstood. This young man’s injuries are rare in the world. He looks fine on the outside, but his internal organs are almost destroyed. Only the heart is still alive, and his throat is almost carbonized. The toughness is gone, no wonder I can't say a word.

After Xiaohe heard this, he quickly asked the doctor to point out the location of the coffin shop.

The doctor helped point the way, and Xiaohe pushed Lin Shouxi to choose a coffin.

Lin Shouxi wanted to stop him, but he couldn't make a sound, so he could only let Xiaohe push him.

Passing by a market, Xiao He stopped.

It was very lively in the distance, as if they were buying or selling something.

Xiaohe pushed Lin Shouxi over to take a look, and saw that they were auctioning a painting, which was very simple, with only a few simple figures in the painting, and the figures were vaguely pieced together to form an exaggerated and distorted human figure. Two words are written in the upper right corner of the painting: Sleeping Buddha.

According to the seller, this painting depicts a sleeping arhat, and vividly tells the story of the arhat's ups and downs from human to Buddha.

Xiaohe thinks this is absurd. This painting is simply childish and has no sense of beauty. Will anyone buy such a painting?

Then, she was surprised to find that the people in the audience raised the price of the painting higher and higher.

"Do you think this painting is valuable? Blink once if it's worth, and blink twice if it's not." Xiaohe asked Lin Shouxi. After asking, Xiaohe still didn't forget to add: "By the way, I don't like this painting."

Lin Shouxi blinked twice knowingly.

Xiaohe nodded, indicating that he didn't need to sleep in the coffin tonight.

Xiaohe originally thought that the sale of paintings was a scam, and that the master of selling paintings entrusted someone to deliberately drive up the price, so as to arouse the curiosity and comparison among some rich merchants, so he took it over, but later, Xiaohe discovered that this The painter herself knew him, he was the one she rescued during a certain bandit suppression.

She questioned the painter why he wanted to deceive people, but the painter saw that it was the holy Bodhisattva in front of him, so he didn't dare to do anything wrong, and repeatedly complained that he was wronged.

"You are the most famous painter in the area, so you can sell this broken painting so expensively? Are you bullying a fool?" Xiaohe asked displeased.

"The Bodhisattva is wronged... Bodhisattvas should know that it took me 30 years to cultivate my reputation today. During these 30 years, I not only traveled all over the mountains and rivers, but also entered the court. People recognized me, so a painting Whether it is good or not is not decided by them, but by me. This is not my tyranny, but the power that people actively give me, the power to turn stone into gold." The painter said sincerely: "I sell this painting today, I just want to know how far my power has come."

Xiaohe looked back and saw that the rich merchants were still bidding for the painting, and it was getting hotter and hotter. He didn't know whether it was joy or worry.

"But even though you are famous, you were still tied up by the robbers." Xiao He said.

"The person who was tied up with me was an unknown scholar. Before the holy Bodhisattva came to save him, he was killed." The painter said.

"So you didn't lie to anyone?" Xiao He finally asked.

"Of course not, this is art!" the painter said loudly.

If Xiaohe realized something, she turned and left without embarrassing the painter too much.

As he walked, Xiaohe stopped and asked Lin Shouxi: "If I give you the power to have three wives and four concubines, how many more will you marry?"

When Lin Shouxi heard this, he didn't dare to blink, but unfortunately, there was a gust of sand blowing, and Lin Shouxi was forced to blink when he was caught off guard.

Blinked three times.

"Three?" Xiaohe narrowed her eyes.

Lin Shouxi shook his head quickly, but it was difficult for him to move his head, and he could only tremble slightly.

"Oh? Isn't three enough?" Xiaohe deliberately misinterpreted the meaning of his shaking his head.

"..."

Sensing the awe-inspiring killing intent behind him, Lin Shouxi kept silent, not daring to make a mistake.

After that, Xiaohe didn't go to the coffin shop, but took him to the river for a walk.

There are many people by the river.

Where there are many people, there will always be strange people and strange things.

While wandering by the river, a man who looked like a scholar rushed out, ran to the street, hugged his head and shouted to the sky, it was very painful.

Xiaohe pushed Lin Shouxi over to look.

This scholar is a well-known scholar in the local area and has written many famous books. He doesn't know how to practice, but he has given fundamental guidance to countless practitioners on the road of cultivating their minds, and is respected.

A few years ago, the old pedant returned to his hometown and began to devote himself to studying ancient books and repairing his works.

But a few months ago, the old pedant went mad.

Everyone rushed to stop him, and the pedantic old mother also ran out tremblingly on crutches, holding her son's hand and crying.Xiaohe found out that she had met this mother before. A few months ago, this old lady had come to Guangning Temple to ask for medicine to cure madness. The disease was more serious than she imagined.

Seeing Xiaohe, the old lady hurriedly shouted: "Saint Bodhisattva, help me."

Xiaohe borrowed a pen and paper, wrote a talisman, dissolved it in water, and asked the grandmother to drink it for her son. After drinking the talisman water, the old scholar gradually became sober, thanked the holy Bodhisattva, and returned to the house in a daze.

Xiaohe was puzzled, followed him, and asked him the reason for his madness.

The old pedant told her that the reason for his madness was simply that he had misunderstood himself, so he was mad.

"Misunderstand yourself?" Xiaohe was very puzzled.

"Well, I wrote a book about Taoism ten years ago, but a few months ago, I opened it again, but I didn't understand it... It's not so much that I didn't understand it, it's better to say that I misunderstood myself ten years ago The old pedant sighed and said: "Ten years ago, my thinking seemed to be right, but now, I can no longer walk on the right path."

"Is it because I'm getting old and I'm not strong enough?" Xiaohe asked.

"Maybe, maybe not." The old pedant said: "Maybe it's just because I didn't express myself clearly ten years ago... Words are like this, there is no way to truly express the meaning. The original intention of the book will be more or less twisted by the text, even if I am its author, when I look back and examine it, I often don’t know what I am writing.”

Xiaohe seemed to have a clear understanding, she nodded slightly, and continued to ask: "Then why are you crazy?"

Perhaps it was because of his deep thinking, but this time the old pedant failed to give an answer. He sat on a chair and described himself as getting older.

Xiaohe pushed Lin Shouxi to leave.

Xiaohe knows that the misunderstandings of the old scholars are not misunderstandings in the secular sense, but the natural constraints of words on people, which is inevitable.

But between her and Lin Shouxi, there were many misunderstandings in the worldly sense.

It's time to dissolve them.

Another seven days passed.

During these seven days, Xiaohe pushed Lin Shouxi down the mountain every day, walking around and looking for local customs and customs.

Seven days later, Lin Shouxi's hands and feet were still unable to move, but his throat recovered a lot.

This was Xiaohe's compulsory request. She hoped that Lin Shouxi could speak quickly, so she asked him to focus on recuperating his throat, so these days, almost all the pills he made from the inner cauldron were tilted towards his throat.

After being able to speak, of course Lin Shouxi couldn't avoid Xiaohe's torture.

The Buddha bell rang.

In the dead of night, the doors and windows were closed.

inside the house.

Xiaohe took a small wooden stick, knocked Lin Shouxi's head like a wooden fish, and said solemnly:

"I'll give you a chance to explain it well, don't lie to me again, if you lie to me again, I will leave tonight, and I will never forgive you."

Three months have passed, and Xiaohe's mood has long since calmed down. During this period, she has thought a lot, and there are several battles between heaven and man in her heart.At this moment, her implication is also obvious: Lin Shouxi still has a chance to be forgiven.

But this opportunity must be seized by him.

Lin Shouxi hummed, took a deep breath, and was about to speak—his lungs were still broken, and when he inhaled, it felt like a knife was cut.

Finally, he began to confess the past.The voice is still weak and hoarse:
"The matter between me and Chu Yingchan has to start after the apprenticeship..."

As soon as he finished his first sentence, he was interrupted by Xiao Heqing.

"Wait!" Xiaohe looked astonished, suspecting that she had heard it wrong: "You said... who are you with?"

(End of this chapter)