I will bury the gods

Chapter 232

Gu Shicai didn't know when she appeared, and the people around didn't see when she came. She was like this chess piece that suddenly appeared on the chessboard. It landed suddenly, but it was so dazzling that no one could ignore.

Gu Shicai didn't know her, but this Buddhist attire reminded him of the legends that had been raging in the rivers and lakes before.

"Are you a holy Bodhisattva?" Gu Shicai asked in surprise.

There have been geniuses from generation to generation, but there are too many geniuses in the rivers and lakes to gain fame. The holy bodhisattvas became famous in remote mountains and remote areas.

Today is the first time most people see her.

Xiaohe changed her appearance with colorful feathers. In people's eyes, she is just a delicate girl with slender black hair hanging down. She looks petite and thin, like a newly formed reed, which will fall over when the wind blows.

But it was such a young girl with an undeniably domineering gaze. Gu Shicai looked at her and involuntarily gave up his position.

Xiaohe sat across from Lin Shouxi, the chess pieces in her hands were as shiny as jade, and there was a chessboard between them, not just a chessboard.

"It's time to wrap up."

Lin Shouxi smiled. He lifted his sleeves, picked up a jade-colored chess piece, put it on the chessboard, and straightened it with his fingers, as if it had taken root.

The chess game continued, the game records were transcribed and handed out, the noise of people was louder than before, the clouds on Wudang Mountain dispersed in time, and the light shone on them endlessly.

Gu Shicai stood aside, staring at the chessboard, and no longer lost his mind. His eyes once again shone with a kind of heat, as if seeing the heat of a god. Although he could not reach the realm he had been striving for all his life, he still felt satisfied. Look at the beautiful blooming flowers on the other side from this shore.

Xiaohe originally only had a superficial understanding of chess, but after passing it on to her soul, a beautiful and clear mind like glass poured into her consciousness, opening up many originally closed thoughts.

She can think about many problems that she couldn't understand in the past, except for her own emotional dilemma.

In the past, Go had a mysterious and cultural charm in her eyes, but now, it has dissipated, and what is in front of her is just a game of arithmetic, and she who only knows the rules can still rely on deduction to become a top player in this way. In the years to come, the game will even be regarded as a turning point or even destruction in the way of chess, but she doesn't care, she is just sitting opposite Lin Shouxi now, becoming his opponent.

The empty alley was full of voices, and although the onlookers had deliberately suppressed their voices out of etiquette, the small conversations of the vast crowd still converged into a wave of chatter, except that they at both ends of the chessboard did not communicate extraneously, and the sound of the moves was theirs The only words are black and white.

As Lin Shouxi said, Gu Shicai still had a chance, and Xiaohe hit the vital point precisely, like a tower that will collapse.

Even in the closing stage, the changes are still extremely complicated, and ordinary people can't figure it out. Most of the time, they still rely on experience and intuition.

But they rely on precise calculations.

The chess pieces were laid out on the chessboard one after another, and there was an inexplicable order in the chaos.

The chessboard is getting denser and the chess shapes are getting more and more crowded, which means that the changes and the game are coming to an end, but just at this time, the speed of the two people's chess moves has slowed down tacitly.

"Live to death, turn to life in desperate situation, this official's collection is impeccable, the holy Bodhisattva really lives up to his reputation." Lin Shouxi said calmly.

The girl was indifferent, her cold gaze slowly swept across the chessboard, as if she was looking for a place to place a piece, and after gently straightening a black piece, she said: "After all, it's just a leak on the chessboard... so what if the eyes are like a torch?" , you can’t even see through the deception, betrayal, and carelessness hidden in front of you, you’re just a fool.”

"The darkness under the lamp is not the fault of the torch." Lin Shouxi slowly placed a chess piece on the board, and he said, "You are bright."

In the past, Xiaohe would take advantage of the situation and ask 'Whose fault is that', but today, she didn't say anything, just looked down at the chessboard, and asked lightly: "Did you have any dreams recently?"

"Do you know how to interpret dreams?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"I've learned something recently, so I can give it a try." Xiaohe said.

"Most of the nightmares I've had recently have been nightmares," Lin Shouxi said.

"for example?"

"For example, a house on fire, a thunder pool full of evil spirits, and a drowning person." Lin Shouxi recounted the images that often appeared in dreams.

"This shows that you have committed many crimes and have a guilty conscience." Xiaohe replied.

"What about the collapsing sky, the collapsing earth, and the bones everywhere?" Lin Shouxi said again.

"This shows that you are full of evil and guilt." Xiaohe replied.

"I also dreamed of boundless snowfields and endless nights." Lin Shouxi said.

"This shows that you have committed all kinds of evil and have a disturbed conscience." Xiaohe replied.

"Is this the Duke of Zhou's interpretation of dreams?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"No, this is my solution." Xiaohe said.

"Thank you Bodhisattva for clarifying the confusion." Lin Shouxi smiled.

"Haven't you ever had a good dream?" Xiaohe asked.

"some."

"For example?" Xiaohe asked casually, and placed the chess piece after deliberation.

"I dreamed about you." Lin Shouxi raised his head and looked at her.

Xiaohe also raised her head slightly, and looked at him, mist appeared in her clear eyes, the mist was very thin, as thin as the rain in early autumn.

"You look good." Xiaohe said with a smile.

Lin Shouxi also laughed.

He lowered his head, took a white piece from the chess basket, and dropped it.

White clouds occasionally float across the sky, casting shadows.

Light and darkness staggered and changed inside and outside the chess game, caged the boy and the girl inside.

Xiaohe took out a sunspot and hung it in the air. The back of her hand is so thin, you can see the delicate texture and the light blue veins under the skin. The picture seems to be still. The chess piece has not fallen for a long time. The chess piece was gathered in the palm of the hand, and gently twisted, the sunspot was crushed into powder by the slender hand, and when she let go, it was blown away by the wind and disappeared.

"I lost." Xiaohe said.

"This end game is not fair to you. You have tried your best. You can't blame you if you lose." Lin Shouxi said: "This is not our chess game."

"Where is our chess game?" Xiaohe asked.

"We are both chess players and a chess board. Where we are, there is a chess game." Lin Shouxi said.

Xiaohe stared at the chess game in front of her quietly, the mist in her eyes gradually dissipated, after a while, she smiled and said, "Okay."

"See you at Wudang Mountain." Xiaohe got up and left in a hurry.

Lin Shouxi didn't stop him, he whispered to himself, "See you at Wudang Mountain."

Seeing the Buddhist girl leave, everyone belatedly realized that the chess game was over, and hurriedly began to count the number of pieces. In the end, the white chess won the half piece.

"Why, why are you so strong?" Gu Shicai finally recovered from the chess game and asked blankly.

"Because our realm is higher." Lin Shouxi replied.

"It's just that simple?" Gu Shicai couldn't believe it.

"Yes." Lin Shouxi looked at Gu Shicai and said, "You don't like chess. Your choice to play chess is just a hopeless escape from the realm. Let's practice Taoism again. I believe you can go further this time."

After Lin Shouxi finished speaking, he stopped watching this famous game that will be recorded as Immortal Chess in the future, and walked towards the magnificent and solemn Wudang Mountain.

The unparalleled scenic spot in ancient times, the first fairy mountain in the world.

Walking up the mountain road, the wind blows away the clouds and mist, and the gilded bronze palace stands majesticly on the top of Tianzhu Peak, refracting thousands of golden lights in the afternoon, and the basalt statue entangled with turtles and snakes stands proudly under it, overlooking the mountains. Also shining brightly.

Gongyu has already reached the peak.

The sky is clear and clear, and the fairy dress is white, holy and unparalleled.

She looked down on the land, which seemed to her like a black dragon winding north.

……

This martial arts conference was held suddenly, but in the next three days, the heads of famous schools such as Emei, Huashan, Qingcheng, Shaolin, and Tangmen all came as scheduled and came to Wudang Mountain to participate in the grand event.

Wulin Zhongben has the habit of holding martial arts conferences, which are held every few years. The purpose is to elect the leader of the martial arts. A grand ceremony for exchanging martial arts minds.

In the era when true qi did not appear, these so-called martial arts masters and green forest heroes were no different from thieves in the eyes of the court, and they were never really taken seriously. Even if they really had superb martial arts, they could be easily crushed by iron cavalry.

Now that the true energy has recovered, the high mountains occupied by various sects and sects have become real sacred places for cultivating Taoism, and the pattern of the world has changed.

Numerous sects have risen in the past few years and have become forces that can stand against the imperial court. Many monks who have opened their spiritual veins are no longer willing to work for the imperial court, and instead join various sects. Several big insiders in the imperial court avoided talking about it, and unknowingly, the two forces ebbed and flowed, and it became an undercurrent of confrontation.

This martial arts conference was supposed to be for the leaders to discuss major issues, but they did not expect that the master of the Taoist sect would really come, so many things that could have been put on the table were inconvenient to say, but this martial arts conference was surprisingly pure.

Many wing rooms were newly built in Wudang Mountain. Lin Shouxi and Gong Yu still lived together. This wing room was built facing the cliff, and the location is very good. When you open the window in the morning, you can see the sunrise.

"The way of Taoism is not the same as that of Wudang Mountain. Taoism draws talismans for health preservation, seeks immortals and refines medicine, and hopes to live forever. It seems to be at ease, but in name it inherits the way of Laozhuang, but in fact it makes it vulgar." Gong Yu stood in the hall, looking at the statue of Emperor Zhenwu, and said calmly.

There were many Taoist disciples standing in the hall, they could clearly hear the words of the Taoist master, but none of them refuted.

"What is Lao Zhuang's Taoism?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"What is metaphysical is called Tao." Gong Yu replied.

She walked out of the hall with Fuchen in her arms, and when she left, she made a lotus seal in her hand and chanted 'quiet and inaction'.

The martial arts conference will really start in two days. During these two days, Gong Yu borrowed an old man's shell and stayed behind closed doors, as if trying to figure out something. Lin Shouxi spent most of his time on Wudang Mountain eating and drinking, breathing and breathing. To exercise the body and soul, even famous disciples visit occasionally, but they are all turned away.

Apart from practicing, Lin Shouxi spends almost all of his time doing two things - trysts, and the way to trysts.

Xiaohe also lives in Wudang Mountain, very close to Lin Shouxi.

In the past two days, they would meet each other 'by chance', either in the quiet courtyard with fallen trees, or in the sleepless nights in the middle of the night, or on the steep roof of the Zhenwu Hall...

When alone, Xiaohe will remove the disguise and reveal her true face. Her snow-white long hair is as gentle as light, and the more you look at it, the more you can feel the unreal beauty. This beauty is imprisoned by the Buddha clothes, beautiful and graceful, elegant and restrained, like The Holy Spirit who really walks in the world.

"I've heard a lot of gossip about you and your ancestor... the fairy ancestor who is unique in the world and the talented young apprentice, the world is full of imagination."

In Zixiao Hall, Xiaohe sat side by side with Jishou, she looked up at the bright white moon, her profile was tall and straight, her face remained cold, but her words were unexpectedly gossip.

"They really dare to think." Lin Shouxi said helplessly.

"It's a good thing to dare to think. Many times, I'm afraid of noticing it, and I still deceive myself and others, and dare not think in that direction." Xiaohe said.

"..."

Lin Shouxi knew that she was talking about the matter between him and Chu Yingchan. In this matter, he would always be wronged and had no room to argue.

"You and Master really have nothing to do?" Xiaohe asked with a smile as she turned her eyes slightly.

"Of course." Lin Shouxi was righteous.

"Since you have deceived the master, why didn't you destroy the ancestor along the way?" Xiaohe asked: "The ancestor is so beautiful, if you say that you have no heart, I don't believe it."

"My master and I are just a master-student friendship." Lin Shouxi said: "After you leave, I only miss you in my heart, how can I tolerate others?"

Xiaohe's eyes trembled slightly, her slender lips were half pursed, and the corners of her thin lips seemed to be raised, but she returned to calm in an instant.

"Back then, you captured Chu Yingchan's heart with such sweet words?" Xiaohe asked coldly.

"Of course not." Lin Shouxi said.

"Then what is it relying on?" Xiaohe asked.

Lin Shouxi's heart moved. He knew that Xiaohe wanted to hear the story between him and Chu Yingchan. On the top of the silent mountains, Lin Shouxi looked at the bright moon in the sky, and his thoughts drifted back to the dark old capital deep in the dark emperor's statue, telling A complete, undead country story.

Xiaohe sat beside her, her slender legs resting lightly on the dark blue tiles, and her snow-white hair was wrapped around her fingers. She played with it lightly, quietly listening to Lin Shouxi's story, and imagined After seeing the scene he described, his face became more and more indifferent, as if he didn't care.

The river of time flows by their side.

Amid the mournful chirping of autumn grasshoppers, Lin Shouxi talked about his first meeting with Luo Chu'e, about the Seal of Slaanesh, about how they were trapped in the waterwheel prison, and they practiced the method of carnival together to break the curse of Slaanesh. The story also tells about Luo Chu'e going back on his promises and modifying the original stele.

He and Chu Yingchan were trapped in the small prison cell, sharing the same bed, skin to skin, this scene seemed heavy and depressing under the pressure of life and death and the torment of the curse seal, the beauty and ambiguity that should have been deeply felt It is deeply hidden in the depths of the heart, and it is difficult to peek at it for a while, and they who were in it at that time probably didn't know it at all.

If they were unable to defeat Luo Chu'e at the beginning, they might become Luo Chu'e's slaves in the long days to come, and they would spend the difficult years next to each other. This was something they had long since realized.

When he said this, Lin Shouxi also stopped. He recalled what he thought of Chuchu when he was in the prison, but he couldn't recall it for a while, until Xiaohe opened his mouth softly and urged: "Continue."

Lin Shouxi continued to narrate.

Every time there was a pause, Xiaohe would open her mouth and say 'continue'.

In Luo Chu'e's final battle, Chu Yingchan broke through the gate of the royal palace and stabbed at her with a sword. The iron sword pierced her chest to her back. She knelt on the ground and hugged Lin Shouxi who was dying of blood all over her body. What He already knew, but listening to it now, it has a completely different meaning.

She remembered the collapse of God's Domain again.

At that time, she didn't want to leave and wanted to hug the boy in front of her tightly, but she couldn't do it, but Chu Yingchan did.She wasn't jealous, on the contrary, she felt a sense of joy and relief, as if she was really just listening to a story and looking forward to the happy ending of the story.

Gradually, the moon is coming to an end.

"She didn't know that I was under Luo Chu'e's curse, and she didn't know that I was watching her, but that night, I kept watching her secretly, watching her write and draw on paper, watching her copy and recite recipes, watching her Dressing in the mirror, choosing clothes, just like that, the whole night passed, and in the early morning, Chu Chu pushed the door out, and before going out, she deliberately messed up her hair..."

When Lin Shouxi spoke up to this point, his words slowed down again.

"And then?" Xiaohe asked, she didn't expect Chu Yingchan to have this side, she actually looked forward to what happened later.

"If you want to know what's going to happen next, I'll break it down for Xiaohe tomorrow." Lin Shouxi smiled, leaving suspense.

"Heh." Xiaohe smiled coldly, she gave Lin Shouxi a sideways look, and said indifferently: "If you don't say it, you don't say it, and I'm not interested in listening."

"Really?" Lin Shouxi asked.

Xiaohe hesitated for a moment, and her words changed from wavering to affirmative: "Of course."

The night is dark.

When parting, Xiaohe grabbed Lin Shouxi's sleeve and reminded coldly: "This time I met you in Wudang Mountain, it was just a chance encounter, even if I feel a little dissatisfied, I will still leave... In short, you don't Get carried away."

"I won't let you leave again." Lin Shouxi promised.

"It's up to you." Xiaohe responded lightly.

She stood up and jumped down from the ridge, her light figure disappeared into the night in an instant, like a bird returning to its nest.

After returning home, Xiaohe tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, she was always thinking about Chuchu's story... What will happen the next day?She was watched overnight but didn't know it, and the next day she had to put on the airs of her master, and Lin Shouxi saw her, she would be ashamed and thrown to death.

Lin Shouxi broke here, it's really hateful, let people have a good rest?
Xiaohe was thinking bitterly, when she was startled suddenly, she sat up from the couch, gently covered her heart with her little hand, and groped cautiously, trying to feel a tingling pain from it, but found nothing.

Is this... letting go?
Xiaohe didn't like this feeling of letting go, she should have been resentful and indifferent, how could she turn back so easily when she left that day?

Yes, do you say no when you leave?
Xiaohe recalled the past, from the first bloom of the peach blossom to the full bloom of the lotus, she said that she would leave countless times, except for the time when she really left.

She suppressed many emotions.

The next day, the three-day martial arts conference was officially held.

In the early morning, when there were few people, Xiaohe and Lin Shouxi met alone again.

"Did Xiao He sleep well last night?" Lin Shouxi asked with concern.

"I slept very well."

Xiaohe rubbed her eyes and answered contemptuously. She glanced at Lin Shouxi and said without any haste: "What happened after that, please continue to tell me."

Lin Shouxi did not answer immediately.

"What's the matter?" Seeing his hesitant expression, Xiaohe asked, "Should we still charge for the tea?"

"That's not true." Lin Shouxi rubbed his temples, and said awkwardly: "I'm not in a good mood today, and I want to take a day off, or... I will tell Xiaohe tomorrow."

Xiaohe narrowed her eyes, and only said two words coldly: "Looking for death!"

The awe-inspiring murderous intent swept away the yellow leaves from the girl's feet. Xiaohe was always a person who kept his word, and as soon as she spoke, she punched this daring young man who dared to ask for leave.

Lin Shouxi stretched out his arms to block, but Xiaohe's punch was so powerful that it still knocked him back a few steps. Lin Shouxi squatted down, knelt down on one knee, held his arm, pretended to be injured, and gritted his teeth and screamed for pain.

Xiaohe walked up to him suspiciously, and said sarcastically, "Why can't you stop punching me so much? Master has fed you punches for so long, who did you feed them to?"

Having said that, Xiaohe could also guess that he must have accumulated internal injuries after practicing boxing for a month, and was affected by her punch. Besides her harsh words, she also stretched out her hand, intending to pull him.

Lin Shouxi also stretched out his hand.

But he didn't hold the girl's hand, but stuffed a letter into her hand.

Xiaohe looked at the way he delivered the letter and smiled as if he had succeeded in his scheme, and was taken aback for a while. She opened the letter suspiciously, only glanced at it, and immediately closed it, cursing softly: "Shameless."

Lin Shouxi had already stood up, and he said: "There is a good shop in the town under Wudang Mountain, and the address is also written on it. After today's martial arts conference, I will wait for you there."

"Are you asking me out?" Xiao He pursed her lips and asked.

"Yes." Lin Shouxi answered crisply.

Sunrise East.

The golden palace radiates golden light.

The doors of the wing rooms opened one after another, and the heads and disciples of various sects and sects walked out amidst the sound of the morning bell.

There were more and more people, and it was inconvenient for Xiaohe to say anything, but she just held the letter tightly in her palm.

Everyone's eyes focused on them, as if they were curious about what they were doing when they met early in the morning.

"Okay, I accept this gauntlet."

Xiaohe suddenly raised her voice, tilted her delicate neck slightly, raised the letter in her hand, put it in her sleeve, and responded lightly in a provocative tone: "You wait for me."

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