I will bury the gods

Chapter 223

The bell rang day after day, and the sound of chanting came from afar across the Buddhist hall.

Lin Shouxi was sitting in a wooden wheelchair, listening to the sounds outside the window quietly, the birds were chirping and chirping, but Xiaohe only opened a very small slit for the window in front of him, and when he looked out, he could only see to a few drab elm leaves.

That morning, Xiaohe left with her white robe rolled up. When she came back, the night had already fallen. The girl looked peaceful, as if she had forgotten what happened last night. She simply cleaned the room and removed the wooden hairpin that was full of strands of hair. Falling skirts walked into the depths, burning incense and bathing.

Curly mist rose from inside and rushed to the back of Lin Shouxi's neck, itching slightly, as if a girl was breathing behind her ear.

When she came out, Xiaohe put on a simple green dress, just like the first time we met, she walked slowly, her slender ankles were exquisite and slender.

Xiaohe lit a lamp on the desk, spread out the book casually, opened the window wider, lay down on the couch at the back, and fell asleep peacefully.

Lin Shouxi still sat motionless in front of the window.

The night had already fallen, and it was monotonous darkness outside. Lin Shouxi had nowhere to rest his eyes, so he could only look at the books on the table, but his body was not healed, and he couldn't turn the pages of the books at all, so he could read all the pages he turned to. The mood of the wind, watching and watching, the words captured him like water, making him feel like drifting with the tide.

The next morning, Xiaohe got up on time.

She curled up on the couch, bent her legs, put the thin snow socks on her jade feet, then arranged her clothes, fixed her hairpin, and stepped on a pair of small flat shoes.

Xiaohe has carefully dressed herself up, but this kind of dress is of little significance. When she goes out, she still uses the colorful magic feather to change her appearance.

Xiaohe seemed to have completely forgotten what happened yesterday, she pushed Lin Shouxi out as usual, and wandered around the villages and towns at the foot of Guangning Mountain.

There are many villages near the water at the foot of Guangning Mountain. In the distance, the misty waves are misty and the white waves are vast. Nearby, the fishing boats are tied with trees and coir raincoats like screens. Homeland, at a loss.

From the village to the town.

The combination of Xiaohe and Lin Shouxi has attracted a lot of attention. This place is not big, not even as famous as the Holy Bodhisattva. Almost everyone in the village and town now knows her. As soon as they enter the town, many people surround her Come here and ask the Holy Bodhisattva to relieve your worries and doubts.

Xiaohe didn't refuse, she actually set up a stall, sat quietly, and explained the doubts of the visitors.

Lin Shouxi sat on the side and watched her quietly.

Xiaohe is 16 years old this year. Although she is still innocent, she is far more serious and dignified than when she first met. She looks so gentle, elegant and well-educated. It is impossible for the world to imagine that her childhood was spent in the deep mountains and old forests.

"Since it's a misunderstanding, it's good to reconcile. In the future, you can talk more and don't always keep the matter in your heart." Xiaohe was enlightening a couple.

After the couple left, another patient came in. The patient gave a general description of his illness. Xiaohe glanced at his face, and while writing the prescription, he said:

"It's not that you've been poisoned by Gu, it's just a loss of kidney qi. Remember to exercise restraint in the future. Don't stay up all night and hurt the root... Take this to make medicine, so you can take care of it, and you will be cured in ten days."

There was laughter from the crowd queuing up behind him. The man took the prescription, thanked him and quickly covered his face and left.

The latter one is also a patient.

A couple brought a child to seek treatment from the Holy Bodhisattva. She described the child's condition with a worried look on her face. Xiao He calmly helped the child see the illness, but frowned after writing the prescription, showing embarrassment color.

The holy Bodhisattva actually looked embarrassed, which is very rare. The couple who saw the doctor were worried and asked, "Is my child... can I be saved?"

"It can be saved." Xiaohe looked at the prescription and said firmly: "The prescription has been written, but there is still an introduction to the medicine."

"Medicine introduction? What?" The woman was puzzled, wondering what kind of rare and precious medicine it was, which made even the holy Bodhisattvas so embarrassed.

"We need a couple of his biological father's blood as a medicine," Xiaohe said.

The man showed doubts, wondering what the difficulty was, but the woman seemed to have been shocked by an electric shock, her face was ashen, she looked at the holy Bodhisattva and almost knelt down.

The man didn't notice the woman's discoloration, and stretched out his arm to bleed, but was stopped by Xiaohe.

"I was just joking, don't take it seriously, how can there be any herbal medicine in the world that uses human blood as a prescription?" Xiaohe smiled lightly, handed the prescription to them, and said, "I can only cure his illness, but he can cure it." Whether you can grow up well or not depends on whether your parents can get rid of their heart disease."

"How to get rid of heart disease?" the woman asked.

"Isn't the answer in your heart?" Xiaohe smiled.

People left one by one, but the crowd didn't shorten at all, Xiaohe didn't show any impatience either, she watched one by one, or practiced medicine, or mediated neighborhood disputes, or helped people to break the barriers of cultivation and cultivation. All the difficulties in learning are convincing.

There was also a villain pretending to be a scholar, who came to ask questions, but Xiaohe pointed it out, and everyone knew that he was responsible for the unsolved case of killing people in the village a few years ago. The murderer wanted to escape, but was subdued by several big men government.

Seeing this, in the crowd behind, there were also many people who had done bad things timidly, and wanted to take the opportunity to slip away, but were captured by the sharp-eyed townspeople, and brought them one by one before the holy Bodhisattva to judge their crimes.

There were also those who saw the situation was not good and voluntarily knelt in front of them and surrendered.

"I confessed my crime on my own initiative, can the Holy Bodhisattva be given a lighter sentence?" the man asked tremblingly.

Xiaohe glanced at Lin Shouxi nonchalantly, and said with a light smile: "The government may have such regulations, but my place is not the government."

The sun moved westward, and the purple light shrouded the ancient town, and the Guangning Mountain stretching behind was blurred like a huge phantom.

Xiaohe saw off the last person, stood up, closed the booth, and stretched lazily.

She pushed Lin Shouxi and continued to walk forward.

Xiaohe bought some steamed buns and gave them to many poor children, but there was only one left, she asked Lin Shouxi if he wanted to eat, but Lin Shouxi was restrained by God's orders, so he couldn't answer, Xiaohe pretended to be annoyed, "Why don't you talk? Could it be that you are a little dumb?"

"..." Lin Shouxi couldn't open his mouth.

"Oh... I almost forgot. It turns out that the god's servant order has not been released yet." Xiaohe patted his head and asked, "Do you want the master to release the order for you? If you want, blink your eyes."

Lin Shouxi was neither humble nor overbearing, and he didn't blink, but he didn't expect Xiaohe to suddenly punch him in the face, which was menacing. Although he stopped in front of him, Lin Shouxi still blinked subconsciously.

"Well, it's really cute."

Xiaohe smiled softly, snapped her fingers, and released Lin Shouxi's order to serve the gods.

One day and one night, Lin Shouxi was finally able to speak, but just as he opened his mouth, Xiaohe stuffed the last steamed bun into Lin Shouxi's mouth, and he couldn't speak again.

Seeing his current appearance, Xiaohe couldn't help rubbing the boy's hair. After rubbing it for a while, she seemed still not satisfied. She slid her hand down the long hair, gently touched the boy's earlobe, and pointed at his earlobe. Breathing into his ears made Lin Shouxi tremble.

Lin Shouxi had the feeling that he was being bound back home by the female goblin and was about to be put on a steamer.

"As expected of the gentleman that Chuchu likes, he is so handsome." Xiaohe pinched his face.

Lin Shouxi had given up resistance.

Although Xiaohe had been busy all day, his interest still persisted, and he continued to push him forward. Along the way, they also met many people, some came to fight martial arts, some came to compete, and some came to discuss scriptures, and they were all vulnerable.

In addition, Xiaohe also had unexpected joy.

In a gloomy village somewhere, a few knives gathered together, saying that the Holy Bodhisattva of Guangning Temple is actually a demon descended into the world, and they should kill her for the sake of the common people.

Xiaohe listened silently, and pushed Lin Shouxi to pass between them. The vicious swordsmen were stunned, and after recovering, they dropped their weapons and knelt down to beg for mercy.

In addition to these, Lin Shouxi also heard a lot of things, such as the destruction of the world.

Since the revival of true qi, the martial arts that were originally not well-known have stepped onto the stage. Those sects that occupy high mountains naturally possess unique resources for cultivating Taoism, and have produced many peerless masters. These sects gradually disobeyed the court after growing stronger If he wants to change the world and rule the world with monks, if the Taoist school is not still on the side of the court, the world will be in chaos long ago.

Similarly, the imperial court is also ready to counterattack. Of course, the theory of destroying the saint is only spread among the people. On the Lantern Festival, a feast of holy lamps is held, and heroes from all over the world are invited.

Lin Shouxi didn't care about these for the time being.

He just thought of the master of the Taoist sect.

His senior brothers and sisters are still imprisoned by the Taoist sect, and they don't know what's going on. Moreover, if he and Xiaohe want to go back to the past world, they may have to ask her for help.

He wanted to go to the Daomen, but Xiaohe didn't have this plan. She liked it very much. In this world, she gained a unique kind of tranquility.

It was late at night, but Xiaohe didn't take him home, but pushed him to the depths of a bamboo forest. When there was no one around, the girl lost her quiet and elegant temperament, and walked in front of Lin Shouxi with a smile. , gently hugging his neck, fingertips slowly passing over his skin.

"I will treat you as you treat Chuchu, okay?" Xiaohe asked with a smile.

Of course Lin Shouxi refused.

Lin Shouxi's body was still too early to recover, which made him at the mercy of others, but luck and misfortune depended on each other, and thanks to his physical illness, Xiaohe did not make excessive molestation, she just teased Lin Shouxi for a while, and then quietly Fell asleep.

The two slept in the bamboo forest all night, and when they woke up in the morning, the corners of their clothes were wet with dew.

Baiyun is long.

Time passed day by day.

Xiaohe's daily life is very similar, whether she meditates, or gives lectures to her disciples, and often strolls down the mountain by pushing Lin Shouxi to experience the customs and customs of various places.

May passed peacefully in this way.

Summer is coming quietly.

In mid-June, the lotus has gradually grown into flower buds, and Guangning Temple is surrounded by fragrance all day long.

During the more than one month of recuperation, Lin Shouxi's injuries have recovered very well. His body that was originally shattered and torn has almost healed, and the skin scorched by thunder and fire has also fallen off. The newborn skin is as tender as a baby, full of elasticity , I think it won't be long before he can completely get rid of the wooden wheelchair and walk freely.

Xiaohe never mentioned leaving again.

When the lotus began to bloom, Xiaohe pushed Lin Shouxi to admire the lotus.

By the side of the lotus pond, the girl took off her shoes and socks and put them aside. She only dipped her thin white jade feet into the cool water and shook them gently. Her blue skirt was spread out like a lotus leaf, and the ripples in the water were shallow and fine. Xiahe swayed, and the water splashed like silver.

Lin Shouxi looked gently at the girl whose toes were bathing in water, her face was porcelain white, and she seemed to have blended into this leisurely summer scene, but the moment she blended in, the pond full of lotus flowers disappeared. color.

Suddenly, dragonflies flew over in groups.

Xiaohe raised her head, looked at the dragonflies flying in the sky, stretched out her hand, and a dragonfly landed on her fingertips. She seemed to be talking to this dragonfly, and said after a while:

"It's going to rain today."

But Xiaohe didn't seem to take her prophecy seriously. When she pushed Lin Shouxi down the mountain today, she didn't even bring an umbrella.

The residents of the village and town seem to have gotten used to the presence of the Holy Bodhisattva, and when the girl passed by, they just nodded their heads and did not disturb her any further.

Walking on a deserted path, Xiaohe said softly:
"Back in the Ancient Cliff Courtyard, you saw me through the first time you saw me."

She paused, and continued: "But is it you who can see through me, or the black scales in your body?"

Lin Shouxi couldn't give an answer.

"If I changed my appearance and stood with you in the crowd, would you still be able to spot me at the first sight?" Xiaohe asked again.

"Yes." Lin Shouxi said calmly, "Whether you become tall or short, young or old, I can find you at a glance."

"Why?" Xiaohe asked.

"Because there are some things that Cai Huanyu can't change." Lin Shouxi said.

"Is that a nice word?"

"It's the truth."

"you swear."

"I swear."

The sky gradually became dark, and the clouds condensed and covered the sky. With the sound of thunder, the rain fell down shortly afterwards. First, there were a few grains the size of beans, and it didn't take long for the rain to pour down.

As Xiaohe said, it really rained.

The girl and the boy stood quietly in the rain.

"I'm going to buy an umbrella, you wait for me here, don't move around." Xiaohe said.

"Okay." Lin Shouxi agreed.

The rain became more and more urgent, and Xiaohe's footsteps were slow. She walked through the rain like a white rose.

She walked forward, walked into the heavy rain, walked into the crowd, and walked farther and farther. She said she was going to buy an umbrella, but Lin Shouxi didn't see the umbrella, and she didn't see Xiaohe back again, so she left like this ,quietly.

……

It rained for a long time, and Lin Shouxi waited in place until the rain stopped.

After the heavy rain, the golden sunlight pierced through the cracked clouds and shone on him. He held on to the handle of the wheelchair, stood up tremblingly, and his body was finally able to stand upright.

He didn't immediately chase after Xiaohe's back, because he couldn't catch up now, the injury was still tearing his body, every step he took was like stepping on iron nails, he just pushed the wheelchair and walked back slowly. Guangning Temple, just like how Xiaohe took care of herself in the past few months.

When he walked up to Guangning Mountain, the night was like black ink. He stood on the top of the mountain and looked back, and the world was like a black river.

You never left, because I will find you, no matter where the world is... he thought.

He returned to the wing room, dried his clothes, and sorted out everything Xiao He left behind.

He found many things, but he didn't find the marriage letter.

He didn't return to the bed until midnight.

Lin Shouxi looked out the window, sleepless all night.

In the days that followed, he was still recuperating from his injuries. While he was recuperating, he began to read the texts left by Xiaohe, and grasped everything about Xiaohe from them.

sweltering heat.

The fire clouds are burning, Wu Niu is panting for the moon, but the morning bells and evening drums of the temple are more and more lonely.

In the blink of an eye, another half month has passed.

In mid-July, Lin Shouxi finished reading all the words left by Xiaohe.

He closed the pages.

Behind him, the golden statue of Buddha sits cross-legged on the incense seat, reciting the Lotus Sutra, his fingers are slightly raised, and it looks like a glass world with thousands of fragrant flowers on it. prosper.

Lin Shouxi gently stroked the pages of the Nirvana Sutra with his hand, stood up slowly, and walked out the door.

His footsteps became more and more steady, and while stretching his muscles and bones, he could also hear a series of firecracker-like sounds. The Qi Pill that had been silent for several months re-condensed and rotated in his body. He turned his attention to listening, and could vaguely hear the roar of the sword scripture, which was dull like a beast. He knew that this was a sign that he was about to break through the law of thunder and fire.

But the law of heaven and earth is above, and his realm has been suppressed, but it doesn't matter, it is almost impossible for him to meet opponents when he walks in the world.

He carried his bag and sword, bid farewell to the monks, and thanked them for their care during these days.

The monks blessed him to recover the holy Bodhisattva.

Lin Shouxi left with Zhan Gong on his back.

But he couldn't get away.

On the way down the mountain, in the quiet mountain road, a snow shadow appeared from the corner, floating like a cloud coming out of a mountain, bumped into Lin Shouxi's line of sight, and stopped his footsteps.

The visitor wears a fence on her head and holds a whisk in her arms. She has a graceful and proud figure, and the curtain like clouds and fog hangs down quietly, extending to her waist and hips. Her temperament is extremely cold, as cold as ice peaks piercing the clouds, and she is also extremely beautiful, as if Just a glance, and you're done.

Lin Shouxi was surprised: "Why are you here?"

The woman smiled faintly and gracefully. She walked past Lin Shouxi lightly, tilted the whisk, and said, "I am the head of the Taoist sect. I heard that there are remnants of the evil sect hiding in the temple. Why can't I come?"

　Thank you book friend CoCoRy3 for the rudder master!Thank you book friends, I always like the deacon that Xiaohe rewards!Thanks to the two book friends for their reward and support~ Thank you for your encouragement~ I also thank all book friends for their criticism and encouragement

　　
　
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