I will bury the gods

Chapter 230 Qianqiu
"You have been extremely talented since you were young, and you have seldom failed. You have suffered a lot in the past month, and your muscles and bones are secondary. My teacher is afraid that your martial arts heart will be corrupted and your spirit will be destroyed, so I deliberately spared you a round. Don’t be complacent and complacent because of this, and lose your aggressiveness.”

Gong Yu glanced at the black-clothed boy beside him, and said in a warning tone.

"The master has said it no less than five times." Lin Shouxi nodded, and said helplessly: "If you continue to talk about it, you will lose the demeanor of a master."

"If you don't like to hear it, I can tell Xiaohe." Gong Yu said.

"..." Lin Shouxi didn't dare to say more, and immediately changed his words: "Master has taught you well, and this disciple has benefited a lot."

Hearing Lin Shouxi's insincere words, Gong Yu wanted to refute a few words, but after she opened her red lips slightly, she only turned into a cold and light smile, she looked away from Lin Shouxi, and said, "Forget it, I'm too lazy to argue with you .”

At the beginning of September, the early autumn was cool, and the road back to Daomen was cloudy and rainy.

Recalling the physical suffering of this month, Lin Shouxi still felt like he was dreaming. At midnight, he often woke up from the nightmare of peeling and picking weeds. His whole body was trembling, and his bones were in sharp pain. Lots of blood.He was afraid of disturbing Gong Yu, so he didn't make a sound, but curled up, clenching his teeth, imagining Xiaohe's pain when he received the blood in his mind, and went through it time and time again.

But Lin Shouxi didn't know, Gong Yu was always watching.

When facing him on weekdays, Gong Yu's eyes are full of indifference and contempt, as if looking at an overbearing beast that is charging against the gods. Only when he turns his back, Gong Yu's eyes will soften, like a tailor. Under the moonlight, she looked at him, not knowing whether it was far or near.

The Taoist gate is in the north, and the journey is far away.

On the way back to the Taoist gate, Gong Yu still gave Lin Shouxi fists every day. As Lin Shouxi became stronger, her punches became more and more fierce. Boom into the ground.

It's never easy to build up your body, and this month's hard and cruel practice is only to lay the foundation. Afterwards, Lin Shouxi will continue to practice martial arts until he becomes a real steel frame.

"You are quite strong, you haven't cried for a month." Gong Yu occasionally praised him, although the tone sounded like a sarcasm.

When Lin Shouxi was pulled out of the deep pit, his breathing was usually already weak, and he didn't have the strength to refute. He didn't think there was anything commendable about being strong. There are too many people in the world who have suffered, but most of them are mediocre. Live your life.

"When your master was teaching you, did your master ever cry?" Lin Shouxi asked with a smile, and the smile touched the wound, which was very distorted.

"What do you think?" Gong Yu's expression turned cold.

Lin Shouxi smiled and shook his head.

Gong Yu sat sideways on a broken wall, the fence fluttering in the wind, her white robe was clear and flawless, she untied the jug, took a sip of the wine, leaning her neck back while drinking, her tall and straight body appeared even more plump and proud, Lin Shouxi Looking at her curves, he couldn't help thinking of the martial arts competition that day. He was glad that his fists were scarred and paralyzed, and he didn't feel anything. It will never be forgotten by those who see it.

"What are you looking at?" Gong Yu noticed his gaze.

"The sunset is beautiful." Lin Shouxi said.

Gong Yu also looked to the west.

On the vast horizon, the setting sun sinks towards the dark place of the earth. It is obviously dead, but it is still dazzlingly red.

Gong Yu and Lin Shouxi walked through a small town together.

Just as the night fell and the sun and the moon were changing, a fortune teller was about to close the stall and leave. Seeing the woman and the boy walking into the back alley, he couldn't help but freeze, staring at them blankly, as if he wanted to say something.

Gong Yu stopped in her tracks.

"Are you accurate?" Gong Yu asked.

"This..." The fortune teller wanted to brag about himself, but he faintly felt a cold stare, and immediately changed his words, "Not sure."

Gong Yu was so excited that he pushed Lin Shouxi in front of the fortune teller and asked him to look at the fortune teller.

The fortune teller saw that they were dressed in expensive clothes, and this young man had bright eyes and white teeth. He was extremely beautiful, and he must be extraordinary. He was either a high-ranking official or a celestial being... Did he come here to make him happy?

The fortune teller was too fearful to refuse, and after a few obedient responses, he stretched out his hand and held Lin Shouxi's pulse.

"You need to take your pulse for fortune telling?" Lin Shouxi was puzzled.

The fortune teller was originally a doctor, and he switched to fortune telling because he was not good at learning and was often beaten. His doctor and fortune tellers almost follow the same set of theories.

Now that he got it, he couldn't take it away anymore, so he responded with a huh huh.

He looked at Lin Shouxi's face up and down for a long time.

"Did Master see anything?" Lin Shouxi didn't have any expectations.

"I see, um...a little bit." The fortune teller wiped the sweat from his forehead and spoke slowly.

His first sentence dispelled Lin Shouxi's last trivial expectation:

"You should be a son of an aristocratic family with a wealthy family and a harmonious clan. Although you have no roots in cultivation, you are proficient in writing and writing. This person next to you should be your sister." The fortune-teller said guilty, pondered for a while, and tried Xing asked, "Um... right?"

"..."

Lin Shouxi thought to himself that the average fortune teller still knows how to use ambiguous words to write a few sentences. It is rare that this sentence is not correct. He just said: "You continue."

Seeing his kind expression, the fortune teller thought he had guessed right, and he became more confident, and began to talk eloquently: "You will have a smooth relationship in the future, you will have many wives and concubines, and they will all obey you. After that, your career will go smoothly, and you will get promoted and get rich all the way." , you can even worship the prime minister, and..."

"And what?"

As Lin Shouxi asked, he thought that he should listen to the other way around.

"And the great prosperity of the world is likely to rise because of you!" The fortune teller gave a thumbs up, a sensational gesture.

In an instant, Lin Shouxi felt a chill in his heart. If he listened to these words the other way around, wouldn't it be...

"The world is already prosperous." Lin Shouxi said seriously.

"Daxing, Daxing..." The fortune teller froze for a moment, then smiled silly.

After the fortune teller left, Gong Yu walked to Lin Shouxi's side and said with a smile, "everything he said is wrong, why should you take it seriously?"

"I think I may indeed be the catastrophe that causes chaos in the world." Lin Shouxi said.

"The world is in chaos because of people's hearts, or because of Taoism, or because of the changes of time. I have never heard of a disaster star falling from the sky and causing chaos in the world." Gong Yu shook his head lightly. , Said: "Don't think too highly of yourself."

"I hope so." Lin Shouxi said.

This was originally just an insignificant episode, Lin Shouxi felt that he would soon forget about it, he just wanted to go back to the Taoist door quickly and see his senior brothers and sisters.

But this trip to Taoism did not go smoothly.

The next day, when Lin Shouxi woke up, he saw Gong Yu holding a wooden invitation card.

"Martial Arts Conference?" Lin Shouxi frowned as he looked at the words on the invitation.

"Well, it's a meeting held by the head of Wudang Mountain on a whim. It seems interesting to invite experts from all over the world to climb the peak to discuss Taoism." Gong Yu said with a smile.

"In the eyes of the master, these are just secular trails." Lin Shouxi said.

"In the past, I lived in the Taoist sect and thought I could understand the world, but I didn't know that there were still many miscalculations and people who misunderstood." Gong Yu said softly: "Mother woke me up, I have to walk more , take a look."

"Mother?" Lin Shouxi was surprised.

Although he didn't know about Master's life experience, if a person like Master's had a mother alive, why had he never heard of it?

Gong Yu didn't say any more.

……

Sitting by the window of the wooden house, Xiaohe looked at the bright moon and fine dust, listened to the distant sound of the waves, and remembered what happened a few days ago.

Five days ago, she met a fortune teller in a small town who was not good at learning.

She wrote down her birth date and asked him to deduce it.

The fortune-teller started a hexagram, and after a babble of deduction, the alchemist said exactly what he had calculated.Sitting on the bench, Xiaohe tried not to laugh, because this fortune teller was really unreliable, almost every sentence he said was wrong, and it was outrageously wrong, just the opposite of the facts.

Just when Xiaohe didn't intend to give the charlatan any money, and was about to turn around and leave, the charlatan suddenly said: "You deeply hate your Taoist companion!"

For a moment, Xiaohe couldn't tell whether it was the truth or the lie, whether it was a blessing or a curse, she stood there, hesitated for a long time, took out the copper coins, paid the money, and left quietly.

She can fool others, but she can't fool her own heart.

It has been two months since she and Lin Shouxi parted. The two people who were once glued to each other are separated from each other like this. They can sense each other's existence, but they have never seen each other.

During these days, she did many things.

She rode a majestic big white tiger to roam the rivers and lakes according to her own will. Wherever she went, she did not pick up lost things and did not close her house at night. The female "thousand-faced demon god" can't wait for dozens of names in the world, and Mu Shijing will probably be envious when she hears it.

She can get short-term happiness from these things, but she can never get real satisfaction. Instead, what she thinks is full is heading for emptiness, and in the process of falling into nothingness, her sense of powerlessness becomes stronger.

She has traveled north and south, traveled through dangerous mountains and valleys, and finally came here after going round and round.

Lin Shouxi is here.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, she walked through the crowd and saw him at a glance. He also looked at her, as if wanting to say hello. She hurried away and turned a blind eye. Afterwards, they met a few more times, and she was still the same. manner.

She would often think of the scene where she waited by the window of the Wu family's small building after the collapse of the God's Domain, her eyes were red from crying. She knew that apart from the symbolic union of the body, they had long loved each other and blended their hearts.But she couldn't forgive Lin Shouxi easily, nor could she accept the self who could forgive him easily.

She had already left, so of course she couldn't take the initiative to go back.

Only when Lin Shouxi was passed out by Gong Yu's punches, would she sneak up on him and look at him, and Gong Yu would not disturb them, and would just smile quietly from the sidelines, as if she was sympathetic to the young man's every move. It's no surprise that he moved.

Shaolin.

Xiaohe sorted out her thoughts, took out the recommendation letter from the host of Guangning Temple, and went to see the host of Shaolin Temple.

Wearing Buddhist robes, Xiaohe walked through the courtyard with sloping bamboo shadows. The hanging lamp illuminated the girl's face. According to the letter from the abbot of the temple, she has a very high understanding and has become a bodhisattva.

At the gate of the courtyard, there stood an old-fashioned middle-aged monk. The monk was wearing Buddhist beads and cassock, as if he was thinking about some problem and was troubled by it.

"You are the host?" Xiao He asked.

"I'm not, I'm just an ignorant and barking wild dog under the presidency, who is confused and suffering from crude questions. How can I be a master?" the monk replied with a groan.

"Then who is the master?" Xiaohe asked again.

"The one who has already understood the true view of all things and comprehended the sublimeness of Buddhism is the master." The monk said solemnly.

Xiaohe understood, and walked deeper into the courtyard. Before leaving, she asked casually, "Why are you confused?"

"Yesterday when I was practicing Zen, I gradually realized the state of no-self, and I was complacent, but my master pointed it out, saying that this no-self is just an illusion, and it is still only me. I have been thinking hard and can't understand it." The monk sighed.

Xiaohe didn't answer his confusion, but asked, "How long has the elder been studying Buddhism?"

"More than 20 years."

"Never enlightened?"

"Buddhism is infinitely wise. I am an ordinary person. How can I truly understand it? If I can realize it, then is Buddhism still Buddhism? I can't understand it, I can't understand it..." The monk was terrified.

"Then has anyone realized it?" Xiaohe asked.

"Great Master may have realized it," said the monk.

Xiaohe went to see the master.

The master was beating wooden fish and chanting scriptures. He described it as thin and looked like a pair of dry bones.

Xiaohe conveyed the middle-aged monk's words to him, but the master shook his head, "I didn't realize that the Buddha Dharma is immeasurable, and my realm is still far behind."

"Then who has realized it?" Xiaohe asked again.

"The World-Honored One can see the past, the present world, and the future, and he should have been born to realize it." The master looked at the golden Buddha statue in front of him, showing his fascinated look.

Xiaohe was disappointed, so she didn't ask any more questions, just handed over the letter and handed it to him.

The host read the letter, praised Xiaohe's bravery and strength, and agreed to let her stay in the temple temporarily.

"I have one more request." Xiaohe said.

"please say."

"I heard that there will be a martial arts conference in Wudang Mountain, which is unprecedentedly grand. My disciple... wants to go and see it." Xiaohe said.

The host did not immediately agree, and two days later, he delivered the invitation to her. There will be several brothers and sisters accompanying her, and they will go to Wudang together to enjoy the feast together.

In the middle of the night, Xiaohe took out the invitation card and played with it gently in her hands. She looked out of the window in a daze, and murmured to herself:
"If you can't win, you won't be able to get a wife."

……

……

God guards the mountain.

"How could this be? The clue is so clear, why can't it be found?" Mu Shijing was puzzled.

Since the turmoil of copying poems that night, she has been looking for Chu Yingchan for a month.

She first found a place where poetry was sold, and after sneaking in, she found that the poetry seller was a ruffian in disguise. After the ruffian was exposed, he knelt on the ground and begged for mercy. He said that his manuscript was picked up by accident. He is a rough man, it's useless to take it, he just thought about whether he could sell it for a good price, so he found Xu Lang, who took advantage of him.

Mu Shijing asked him where he picked it up, and he also told him in detail. Mu Shijing and Chu Yingchan found the place. After a careful search, they found some traces of manuscripts.

Mu Shijing searched intensively like a beautiful beagle, not letting go of any clues. In the end, they found a hidden cave in the wilderness. There were stone tables, inkstones and unused pens in the cave. The people there have long since disappeared.

"Is this where Ji Luoyang hid before? With his status and talent, it's not difficult for him to behave decently in Shenshan. What is he enduring?" Mu Shijing was puzzled.

Afterwards, Mu Shijing and Chu Yingchan conducted many investigations, and they searched for many clues and pieced them together. Among the messy clues, they vaguely smelled a trace of evil spirits.

"Could it be a conspiracy?" Chu Yingchan said cautiously: "Although Miss Mu has always been unlucky, it's really strange that a poem like copying a poem can come across it. There can't be such a coincidence in the world..."

"Conspiracy?"

Mu Shijing thought about it seriously for a while, but she lost her patience. She said, "Ji Luoyang is a defeated man after all. What kind of trouble can such an insidious villain make? Since he wants to play hide-and-seek in a mysterious way, let's ignore him." Now, time is precious, it is better to do something more important."

Chu Yingchan hummed, but looked worried.

She also met Ji Luoyang, on a rainy day in Wu's house, when she was fighting the little evil god, she let the boy who tried to kill Lin Shouxi and Xiaohe go away... It would have been nice if she had used her sword at that time.

I really made a lot of mistakes.

Chu Yingchan smiled softly, remembering the mistake she made in her heart, she looked in the direction of the Wu family, as if she was expecting something, and she looked away after a long time.

Just when they thought this matter was coming to an end, Ji Luoyang wrote a letter on his own initiative.

The letter did not know where it came from, but it was delivered to them accurately.

The content of the letter is simple: they will die.

The word "they" is not specially marked, but Mu Shijing and Chu Yingchan looked at each other, feeling extremely uneasy in their hearts.

……

The bottom of the valley, ancient tombs, and deep ruined halls.

A woman in a black robe is sitting in the hall, looking up at the light leak above, she is as quiet as an ice sculpture, and her red hair is brightly illuminated.

for a long time.

A girl came to her, took out a black box, and handed it to her.

The black-robed woman opened the box and gently stroked the weapons inside, with a happy and confused look on her face.

"Master, they are good people. Is it okay for us to do this?" the girl asked.

"Yaoqin, there is an old saying, it is better to be lonely for a while than to be desolate forever... This is a great cause for thousands of years, hide your compassion, and don't let me see it again."

The black-robed goddess took off her hood, revealing her red hair. She stood up, holding a pitch-black thorn in her hand.

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