I will bury the gods

Chapter 227

Mu Shijing flew down the stairs and came to the street. She felt like a net of perception stretched out, and invisible information flowed into her mind along with her perception.

Chu Yingchan followed closely beside her.

"Stop!" Mu Shijing shouted.

The couple in front of them froze, turned their heads in astonishment, and met Mu Shijing's murderous face, thinking they were enemies, subconsciously put their hands on the sword.

Seeing the faces of the Taoist couple, Mu Shijing frowned—there were two strange faces in front of her, not Ji Luoyang she thought at all.

Chu Yingchan came late and floated behind her.

"Who are you?" Mu Shijing asked.

The Taoist companion who was asked was confused, and asked in confusion, "Who are you?"

Mu Shijing didn't answer his question, and continued to ask, "Do you know Ji Luoyang?"

"Ji Luoyang?" The man's face changed slightly, and he said still calmly: "Ji Luoyang is a famous poet in Shenshan. I have heard of it, but I don't know him."

"Then what happened to the poem you wrote?" Mu Shijing asked coldly.

"poetry?"

The man frowned, looked at the woman beside him, and suppressed his anger, "Of course I wrote the poem myself."

"You really wrote it?" Mu Shijing asked lightly.

"What do you mean?" The man couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, "You don't know why, don't mess around, Lin'er, let's go."

Mu Shijing managed to find some clues about Ji Luoyang, how could he let him go, just as she was about to make a move, the woman named Lin'er quickly stood between the two of them, smoothing things over gently, saying: " Yes, Xu Lang has always been talented in poetry and is well-known far and near. How could he copy other people's poems? During the months we have known each other, he has written a lot of poems for me. They are not fake. The girl must have misunderstood something, I think The girl's all-powerful appearance is undoubtedly the fairy of Shenshan, so she shouldn't be unreasonable?"

"He also wrote you a lot of poems?" Mu Shijing's eyes lit up, and he immediately asked, "Miss Lin'er remembers the content."

"Ah."

Lin'er lowered her head shyly. She had read each of those poems countless times. Although she didn't recite them deliberately, she had already memorized them in her heart.

"Miss, can I listen to recite two songs?" Mu Shijing asked.

Lin'er was even more shy. She looked at the man beside her, but the man's expression softened a bit. He nodded confidently, signaling to Lin'er that it's okay to read.

Lin'er moved her lotus steps slightly, and stood under a moon rabbit lantern at the corner of the street, looking affectionately at the young man named Xu Lang beside her, and sang softly: "The cold cicadas are bleak, it's late to Changting, and the rain has just stopped, it's all the same." There is nothing to drink in the door tent..."

Xu Lang was complacent after hearing this, and looked at Mu Shijing provocatively, as if to say, can this kind of poetry be convincing?

Soon, Xu Lang's pride froze on his face.

"At the place of nostalgia, Lan Zhou urged her to hold her hand and looked at her tearful eyes, but she was speechless..." Mu Shijing interrupted Lin'er's libretto, and read on expressionlessly under her shocked expression.

Xu Lang was also stunned on the spot as if he had been shocked by an electric shock, and he really felt speechless.

Mu Shijing recited it fluently, and quickly finished reciting Yu Linling. She calmly asked Lin'er: "Did I recite it wrong?"

"No...no, word for word." Lin'er trembled, her heart beating violently, she looked at Xu Lang, confused: "She...how could she..."

"Lin'er, believe me, I wrote this. She must have read my manuscript. Some of my old poetry friends will circulate it in private. It's normal for it to be leaked." Xu Lang argued, with cold sweat on his forehead .

Lin'er was skeptical.

"Any other poems?" Mu Shijing would not let them go.

Lin'er nodded hesitantly, and recited a few more.

Most of what Xu Lang copied to her were famous poems and sentences, such as "May your heart be like mine, never let up lovesickness", Linglong dice and red beans, lovesickness and knowledge.

These were of course hard to stop Mu Shijing from hunting, she recited them calmly, the cold words were like knives, one handle pierced into Lin'er's heart, the woman's eyes flickered, her footsteps were faltering, just when she was about to fall, Xu Lang wanted to help, but she pushed him away.

"Lin'er, she must know some sorcery and sorcery, she's playing tricks here!" Xu Lang argued.

"Shut up!" Lin'er no longer had the gentle look she had before.

Not only did Mu Shijing become addicted, but she also felt homesick. She asked, "Is there any more?"

Xu Lang was on the verge of collapse, he took Lin'er's hand to leave, but Lin'er was stubborn, gritted his teeth and said, "Yes!"

Chu Yingchan couldn't get in a word, she just quietly watched them reciting poems and essays to each other, thinking that this kind of wonder in the world might only be created by Miss Mu.

"Standing in the dangerous building, the wind is gentle, looking at the sorrow of spring, and the sky is gloomy..." At the end of the reading, Lin'er almost cried while reading. She thought of the days when she lit a lamp to read poems, and her heart was filled with sadness.

But Mu Shijing didn't have the slightest bit of compassion, her words were sonorous and forceful, and when she recited "The belt is getting wider and I will never regret it, I will be haggard because of Iraqi", Lin'er finally collapsed completely, she whimpered and fell to the ground , burst into tears.

"Am I going too far?" Mu Shijing lowered his voice and asked Chu Yingchan.

"It's not your fault." Chu Yingchan said softly.

"That's right." Mu Shijing nodded, and said righteously: "Using copied poems to make others happy, I hate this kind of people the most."

Chu Yingchan shook her lips lightly, remained silent for a while, pursed her lips and smiled, and said softly, "Miss Mu is so cute."

"What?" Mu Shijing didn't hear clearly.

"Let me tell you, Miss Mu really hates evil." Chu Yingchan said helplessly.

"Of course." Mu Shijing was calm and determined.

On the other side, Xu Lang, who was at a loss, wanted to help Lin'er up, but as soon as he approached, Lin'er got up in a rage and slapped him hard.The weak woman erupted with astonishing strength, and Xu Lang fell to the ground after being beaten around three times.

"How many more things have you lied to me?" Lin'er cried bitterly.

"No... not anymore..." Xu Lang trembled all over.

"No! You must be lying to me. In fact, you already know my identity as the Princess of Qi, right? At the Lantern Festival, you deliberately approached me, but actually wanted to join our royal family, right?!" Liner suddenly became Very sober.

"I didn't, I didn't..."

Xu Lang knelt on the ground, crying with his head in his arms, and he also broke down completely, grabbing his hair and shouting loudly:

"Didn't this poem be sold as a promise that it would not be leaked? I have spent so much money, and I have no reputation at all...Damn it, you all should die!"

"What's the use of you venting your anger on me? It's not me who really hurt you."

Mu Shijing waited for him to cry for a while, squinted his eyes, and suddenly softened his words: "I'm not the only one who knows these poems, I also heard them from others. Unfortunately, everything today is just a coincidence... In short, all mistakes are Ji Luoyang's fault."

Xu Lang sat on his knees, his body trembling, his teeth chattering.

"What's the use of crying? Ji Luoyang didn't keep his promise, he took so much money from you, and he's still getting away with it, can you swallow this breath?" Mu Shijing was surprised at first, and then he coaxed: "Why don't you buy your money like this? The channel of poetry tells me, I will help you find him and avenge him."

……

……

Gong Yu likes water, especially spring water.

In the depths of the mountain stream in the valley, the cool spring water gushes out from the holes in the cliff. The water is as bright as jade in the air, and slowly pours into the pool in the center.

Gong Yu takes a bath in the pool.

In summer, the light is bright, and the mist on the pool water forms a colorful rainbow.

"It would be great if you were a female disciple, but you can come with me." Gong Yu said with a light smile.

With his back facing the pond, Lin Shouxi sat cross-legged, as if in meditation, deaf to the sound of water and people behind him.

After a long time, the fairy's tender and fragrant feet stepped on the naturally formed dark blue stone steps, and walked ashore lazily. The spring water slid over her body and kept dripping. , the straight and graceful curves appeared hazy in the fog, and when she put on her clothes, the spring mist dissipated, the rainbow shattered, and the previous beauty was fleeting, replaced by the coldness of frost and snow.

She walked past Lin Shouxi.

Lin Shouxi opened his eyes, looked at the back of Master Lengao, and asked: "We have been traveling in the suburbs for three days, when will we go to the next sect?"

"What's the rush?" Gong Yu always had this coquettish look, and she said, "I don't have time to really visit each one of them. I'll wait for the news about the Ancient Zhen Sect to spread, so that some people who don't know what to do will accept it first." Thoughts, if there are still those who are stubborn and disobedient, I will teach you a lesson or two."

"Master is really far-sighted." Lin Shouxi said.

Gong Yu frowned when he heard the words, and asked curiously: "Did you already know what I think, pretending to be ignorant and asking me, taking the opportunity to flatter me?"

"How dare you disciple?" Lin Shouxi shook his head.

"Whether you dare or not, it's best not to play tricks in front of me. Being a teacher is not always in a good mood." Gong Yu's lips curled up with a faint smile.

Hearing that she called herself 'Master', Lin Shouxi couldn't help but think of Chu Chu. Her air of being a master was carved out of the same mold as that of the master in front of her.

Thinking about it now, Chu Chu is also pitiful, she was born beautiful and talented, but she met such a domineering master and apprentice who plotted against her.

He followed Gong Yu and followed her to the bank of a lake.

The lush green trees and luxuriant grass by the lake are just a scene where everything is full of vitality. The mountain wind sweeps over from the wall, and the lake surface is suddenly wrinkled, and the sparkling waves are like scattered silver.

"Is your ring Luo Chu'e's ring?" Gong Yu asked while walking.

"Yes." Lin Shouxi replied.

"I heard that you met Shi Yirao. She saw this ring and didn't take it away?" Gong Yu asked.

"The Goddess of Time is very nice, and my disciple wanted to give it to the Goddess to repay Xiaohe for saving his life, but she didn't want it," Lin Shouxi said.

"Really." Gong Yu said, "I haven't seen her for many years, but her temperament has improved a lot."

"Shi Yirao seems to miss Master very much." Lin Shouxi said.

"She lost to me, of course she never forgets." Gong Yu said indifferently.

"Has no one ever defeated Master?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"No." Gong Yu said proudly.

"Shi Yirao's Great Sun Frozen Divine Art has achieved great success, Master..."

"Divine art? It's nothing more than an obsessive and rebellious art. It can't be regarded as a real magical art." Gong Yu said coldly: "If we meet again in the future, I will help her find her way back."

"What is a real magic?" Lin Shouxi asked again.

"True magic..."

Gong Yu pondered for a while, then stopped, she looked towards the end of the lake, and said, "The method created by the master, or divine art."

"Headmaster..."

Chu Yingchan and Lin Shouxi told the story of the head teacher of Yunkong Mountain. He imagined a future self, a perfect self. He emerged from the future and descended on him. This process will continue until he reaches the future .

This is indeed an incredible move.

"I hope the head teacher succeeds. If it succeeds, the human race may have the power to completely resist the evil gods, but I am afraid that he will succeed, because once he succeeds, it means that everyone's destiny can be condensed into a specific point. This A little imperceptible, but it is fate, which influences people all the time."

Gong Yu's proud figure became lonely at this moment, she sighed softly, and said: "If so, the will we are proud of is just a puppet of fate, there is no meaning in choosing, and there is no meaning in moving forward, we rely on self-righteousness Freedom to end in obstinacy and decay, leaving everything to fate, that's all."

"People shouldn't be like this." Lin Shouxi said.

Although he often feels that destiny is irresistible, he does not believe in true destiny. If there is really an original creator in the world, who has determined the end of all things from the very beginning, then what fun is there in creating such a world? What can I say?
Everything can be changed.

He remembered Xiaohe's prophecy again.

It wasn't until this moment that he suddenly realized that what he had believed all along might not be the prophecy, but Xiaohe herself.

"I hope so."

Gong Yu said this, and walked into the distance against the gusts of lake wind. She looked at the birds flying in the sky, and said what Mu Shijing once said: "The mantis catches the cicada and the oriole is behind, After the oriole, who is behind me?"

She still remembers that when she first had this idea, she couldn't sleep at night.

In the next few days, Lin Shouxi would still accompany Gong Yu to travel around the mountains and rivers. After the tour, Gong Yu would also talk about some experiences in cultivation for Lin Shouxi's reference, so as to assist his practice.

Lin Shouxi is also used to the good and bad attitude towards his master.

In the dead of night, he would often see Shizu sitting on a lone rock by the lake, staring at the starry sky and the night lake in a daze. Every time at this time, she would let go of her usually arrogant temperament and let the softness and loneliness deep in her heart Facing the world honestly, when he looked at her quietly, he often felt the same way. When the night wind blew, he actually shed tears for no reason.

Of course, these emotions will always disappear when the master teaches him.

Although he didn't agree to master martial arts, but master's fists are everywhere. When she has a slight problem, she will feed Lin Shouxi with punches. Until the true energy is dissipated.

"I can't stand it now, if you really practice martial arts with me in the future, I'm afraid you'll have to kneel down and beg for mercy every day." Gong Yu said sarcastically.

"Who would beg you for mercy?" Lin Shouxi held his chest, not admitting defeat.

Gong Yu didn't praise or belittle his persistence, but only said: "Cultivation is hard. If you stay with Yingchan for too long, you will only be tired by love, wear down your will, and become indecisive."

"Does Master want to take me in for Master?" Lin Shouxi was smart, so he didn't understand what she meant.

"is it not OK?"

Gong Yu seemed to really cherish talents, she said: "All the disciples I brought out are heroes, besides, I taught everything about Yingchan, I know what she knows, I can teach you better it is good."

"Master can help me make the cauldron fire." Lin Shouxi choked her to death with one sentence.

Gong Yu's face quickly darkened.

Lin Shouxi felt a murderous intent rising in front of him. He knew something was wrong and wanted to withdraw, but Gong Yu's fist was coming towards him. He crossed his arms to block it, and took a solid blow, and then his figure fell down. Slid out and nearly fell into the lake.

"Being spanked by my apprentice, apart from Chuchu, I'm afraid there is no other fairy who is so embarrassing." Gong Yu smiled lightly, and left with his hands behind his back.

……

In the past few days, the matter of the ancient Zhen sect has fermented rapidly, shocking the world.

Many sects turned pale with fright, took the war letter one after another, took the initiative to go to the Taoist sect to return it, and gave a generous apology, only a few sects were tough, and the reason for their toughness was simple, because Gong Yu and Xing Heng were the same. Many disciples witnessed the battle with their own eyes. The disciples watched the master and the Taoist master fight hundreds of moves before losing in the end.

In the eyes of the real head of the sect, Xing Heng of the Guzhen sect is no more than a villager, not a master at all. Such a person can fight hundreds of moves with the head of the Taoist sect, so why should she be afraid?
It's time for the world's orthodoxy to change course.

The masters have their own ghosts, and Gong Yu doesn't care what they are thinking. What she really wants to catch is the people behind these rebellious thieves.

Similarly, Lin Shouxi doesn't care about these things, no matter where he goes, the first thing he does is to inquire about Xiaohe's news.

Of course Xiaohe will not show off in the market, but she will always leave many clues when she walks in the world.

The hard work paid off, and Lin Shouxi finally heard the relevant stories in the Black Wind Mountain area.

It is said that in the area of ​​Heifeng Mountain, a white tiger king appeared. The king was wearing a black robe and often rode a big white tiger to patrol. The children in the village saw it occasionally. They stood in the distance and watched from afar. It doesn't attack them when it sees them, but walks away like no one else... It is very obedient to the people on its back.

When Lin Shouxi heard the news, she was sure that she was Xiaohe.

He thought he would have to search for a long time, but he didn't expect to get the news of Xiaohe so soon. He was pleasantly surprised, thinking that even if he searched Heifeng Mountain to the bottom, he would find Xiaohe.

But the accident happened again.

The sect that Gong Yu will challenge next is the Wanhua Sect. Generally speaking, Heifeng Mountain is the only way to go to the Wanhua Sect. Cliff, bypassing Heifeng Mountain directly.

Where is Lin Shouxi willing to follow?
"It's not up to you."

Facing Lin Shouxi's questioning, Gong Yu said so, still with a familiar look and tone.

Even though Lin Shouxi was filled with anger, there was nothing he could do.

Over the next two days, this happened several times.

Every time Lin Shouxi got news that might be related to Xiaohe somewhere, Gong Yu would choose to take the initiative to detour instead of letting him go to find Xiaohe. No matter how Lin Shouxi protested, she would not be moved.

After doing this three or four times, Lin Shouxi no longer had any illusions.

Can't sit still...

At night at the beginning of August, Lin Shouxi stood beside Gong Yu, looking at the woman by the window looking out into the night, he made up his mind.

(End of this chapter)