I will bury the gods

Chapter 247 Xiao Yu's Self-Punishment

"Master, you are so beautiful."

After carrying Lin Shouxi back to the house, Xiaohe hid behind the window, glanced obliquely into the night, stared at Gong Yu's back for a long time, and praised him sincerely, until the master turned around, and then quietly closed the window.

Turning around, Xiaohe lowered her head a little, and pulled up the skirt of her chest, but as soon as she let go of her hands, the clothes shrank back. Although the curves outlined by the clothes were also exquisite and embossed, compared with the imposing manner of the master, they were still Discouraging.

Lin Shouxi witnessed this scene, and his heart shuddered because of his rich experience. He didn't dare to say more, for fear of causing disaster.

"What did Master tell you just now?" Xiaohe asked casually.

"The master told me some flaws in her mood, and I encouraged her a few words." Lin Shouxi said.

"Oh..." Xiaohe's tone was slightly drawn out, she looked closely into Lin Shouxi's eyes, and asked, "Is there anything else?"

"What else?" Lin Shouxi was puzzled.

"Hmm... I always feel that the way Master looks at you is a bit weird." Xiaohe said.

"Weird? What's wrong?"

"Hey, I can't tell, it's just my intuition..."

"Stop thinking about it."

"It's not just wishful thinking..." Xiaohe didn't know how to express it, she suddenly remembered another thing, lowered her voice, and said, "By the way, you were really scary that day, Master was beaten to tears by you Hey."

Gong Yu lives next door, but she has lost her strength now, so Xiao He is not afraid that the wall has ears, so she can speak freely.

"Crying?" Lin Shouxi was also taken aback.

"Still pretending to be stupid?" Xiaohe sneered, stretched out his finger and poked his forehead, and said, "You, you are so wicked, do you want to subvert the Daoist sect and complete your great achievements since childhood."

Speaking of this, Xiaohe withdrew her fingers, put her hands on her hips, and suddenly realized: "Thinking about it this way, you and Master's hobbies are pretty similar..."

"Hobby? Xiaohe, what are you talking about? This is called...well, intergenerational relatives." Lin Shouxi said guilty, as if he was a little incoherent.

"Yo, are you still blushing?" Xiaohe pinched his cheeks, smiled with his eyes bent, and said, "If you think about it, sister Chu is caught between you, punished by the family rules during the day, and served by the family law at night. It's so pitiful."

Lin Shouxi really wanted to say "You are not Chuchu, I know the joy of Chuchu", but he was afraid that after he finished speaking, the wheelchair would be changed to a stretcher tomorrow.

Xiaohe herself also recalled it, she suppressed her smile, snorted coldly, and said to herself: "What's so pitiful, bad fairies who cheat on each other should be punished every day and every night."

Lin Shouxi didn't answer the words, he played it safe.

The candle flame blows out.

It was dark inside the room.

Lin Shouxi was hugged by Xiaohe on the bed and lay down.Then, he heard a rustling sound, it was the sound of a girl taking off her clothes, he felt nervous, a moment later, a corner of the quilt was lifted, and the graceful and soft girl slipped in cautiously, touching his skin, She leaned between the crooks of his arms, and put her hand on his arm lightly. When she breathed, the girl's breath diffused gently, exuding a musk-like intoxicating breath.

The little wife took off her clothes and lay down gently beside her. This should have been a wonderful experience, but now Lin Shouxi was covered in bandages and couldn't move at all. Even turning around was an extravagant hope, so this kind of reward suddenly became Punishment, but Xiaohe seemed to do it on purpose, before going to sleep, she gently rubbed against his neck and pecked him.

Lin Shouxi couldn't sleep anymore.

He stared at the ceiling, unable to sleep, and took a short nap until early morning.

When Xiaomei opened it, Xiaohe had already got up and put on her clothes.

The girl twisted her waist and stretched her arms, yawned lazily, and walked to the window with bare, slender and beautiful feet, and opened the curtain. The morning glow filled her skirt, and the stunning girl was radiant.

Lin Shouxi turned his head to the side, looked at it for a while, and couldn't help shouting: "Xiaohe..."

"Huh?" The girl turned her head and looked at him.

"Xiaohe, are you going to die next month?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"?" Xiaohe was slightly startled, and said, "I'm 17 years old after my birthday this year."

After finishing speaking, Xiaohe also came to her senses. She laughed lightly, and walked in front of Lin Shouxi, her legs slightly bent, her buttocks slightly raised, she bent down and stared at the young man's eyes, exhaling like a blue, "If you're in a good mood, can also be."

After washing up, Xiaohe pushed Lin Shouxi out, went to the edge of the black cliff to drink his true energy, and healed his injuries.

When Xiaohe arrived, Gong Yu was already sitting there.

I saw her jade legs half-legged, her hands pinching the lotus formula, and her white robe was reflected by the morning light, dazzlingly white, as if she was about to turn into a fairy and go away at any time.

When Xiaohe and Lin Shouxi arrived, Gong Yu opened his eyes.

"Did I disturb Master?" Xiao He asked.

"No." Gong Yu shook her head, she stood up slowly, and said, "I can no longer breathe my true energy into my body, sitting here is just a useless effort to deceive myself and others, a waste of time."

"Master, don't say that..." Xiaohe grabbed her hand pitifully, and leaned gently on her arm.

"Meditation can at least calm the mind, it's not useless." Lin Shouxi said.

"Well, Tuer is right." Gong Yu smiled faintly upon hearing this.

She embraced Xiaohe, turned around and walked into the magic gate.

In the next few days, what Gong Yu did was very simple.

As she said at the beginning, she started washing, cooking, sewing, and even growing vegetables. She was doing these simple things, but she was more serious than practicing Taoism.

And Xiaohe is usually responsible for dressing up and going to the market to buy vegetables. She also often helps Gongyu. The two of them choose vegetables together, sweep the floor, and water the flowers and plants. Looking at them, sometimes they feel like a pair of sisters, sometimes like a pair of mother and daughter.

Gong Yu learns things very quickly. She seemed clumsy when she did it on the first day, but on the second day, she was able to take care of everything in an orderly manner. There was no trace of dust on the ground she swept. The radishes are arranged in a straight line without any deflection. The needles and threads she sew are fine and neat, which is better than any experienced female red. But when she does this, she is still like a cold iceberg that is not stained with dust, as if she is not doing ordinary things. Trifles, but prying into the true meaning of Tao.

"Master, you are too powerful, Xiaohe has nothing to teach you."

On the fifth day, Xiaohe looked at the bamboo and wood wheelchair made by Gongyu and said from the bottom of her heart.

Xiaohe has rich experience in making wheelchairs, and she thinks she is outstanding, but the one made by Master is much more delicate than hers. Its backrest is curved and can fit perfectly against the back, and the waist has special support. You won’t feel tired when you sit on it. The armrests can be adjusted in height, and a special pillow is also designed. When Xiao He sits in it, the precise parts of the chair work at the same time, as if wrapping her up, making her extremely comfortable.

In the comfortable room, Xiaohe also felt a burst of frustration. She found that no matter what the teacher respected, she could always do better than herself the next day, such as braiding her hair. With a little practice, the hair can become graceful and exquisite, just like the imperial concubine in the palace.

These trivial and troublesome things that can entangle countless people's lives are easy for her.

Gong Yu was not happy, she carried Lin Shouxi into a new wheelchair, pushed him towards the edge of the cliff, and walked dangerously along the cliff path.

The cliff is windy and full of true energy.

Lin Shouxi opened the qi pill, greedily absorbing the true qi, which will be turned into the material of the inner tripod, refined into pills, and repaired his body riddled with holes.

He was cultivating and recuperating, while Gong Yu stood quietly by his side, looking at the turbulent sea of ​​clouds, bowed his head in silence, with faint sorrow lingering between his brows. Because of the method of prison stabbing, she was sad, and in order to help Master relieve his mood, she dragged them together to make afternoon refreshments.

At the stove in front, two figures were busy. Lin Shouxi sat behind and watched them. Master's cooking skills are improving every day, and the speed of improvement is fast enough to make Chu Chu blush.

"Hmm... add so much water, and knead well, so that the dough will be soft enough." Xiaohe explained carefully.

Gong Yu followed her instructions one by one, reconciling the dough, "Is this okay?"

Xiaohe briefly checked and accepted it, and was shocked again. The dough was unexpectedly soft, but not sticky at all. It was so greasy that it was hard to put it down.

"Can you?" Gong Yu asked.

"How did you knead it?" Xiaohe felt that her understanding of cooking skills had been subverted, "It's as soft as, um, like..."

"like what?"

"picture……"

Xiaohe turned around suddenly, a trace of jealousy flashed in her beautiful spiritual eyes, puffed her cheeks, and rushed towards the dignified and cold master, bumping into her arms, the girl stretched out her five fingers, and grabbed it suddenly, Before Gong Yu came back to her senses, Xiaohe fled to the door in a flash. She waved to Gong Yu triumphantly, and smiled sweetly: "There is no food at home, I'll go buy some."

After speaking, Xiaohe's figure quickly disappeared.

Gong Yu pursed her lips, smiled helplessly, and patted the clothes covering her chest, the flour sticking to them rose up, and for a moment, Shizu Mountain was surrounded by smoke and mist, making it even more majestic and majestic.

Lin Shouxi sighed when he heard Xiaohe's charming laughter as he went away. Xiaohe's self-righteous teasing, in his eyes, was just humiliating himself.

Gong Yu continued to be busy. After finishing the snacks, he washed his hands, came to Lin Shouxi's side, and said, "I'll take you out for a walk."

Lin Shouxi nodded in agreement.

Whenever Xiaohe went out to buy vegetables, it was the time when Gong Yu and Lin Shouxi were alone. Of course, they just got along quietly and chatted. Most of the time, they discussed how to crack the ghost prison stab and how to defeat Si Muxue.

After a few days of discussion, they were still at a loss as to the black iron thorn that had been used as a god-killing weapon.

"Si Muxue is very powerful, but by no means invincible." Lin Shouxi felt that he couldn't pin all his hopes on his master to crack the ghost prison thorn. He said seriously: "During this period of time, if I can break through to a higher level The realm, maybe you can fight her."

"Yeah." Gong Yu nodded, and said, "Although Si Muxue drank the blood of the god fox, she only produced eight tails, which is not far from the peak."

"What will happen if you become Nine Tails?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"If she cultivates into Nine Tails, she will become a divine fox that will bring chaos to the world. If I can't escape, no one can beat her anymore," Gong Yu said.

Lin Shouxi fell silent.

Time is not on their side.

Fortunately, Goddess Zan Pei didn't seem to expect them to hide in the magic gate, and the pursuit of Bo Ling Tianxia did not come. Xiaohe went down the mountain to investigate every day, but found no trace of the enemy.

"Master, don't get lost, there is always a way." Seeing that she kept her head down, Lin Shouxi was relieved, and said with a smile, "Master was cuter when he was rebellious."

"Unruly?"

Gong Yu raised her head, revealing the fairy dimple that was as cold as frost when she was still. She couldn't tell whether it was a compliment or a derogation, but she couldn't help laughing. The legs are stacked on the left leg, the skirt is slightly different, under the slender and shiny shins, the black pointed-toed embroidered shoes are slightly tilted up, revealing the snow-white and skinny insteps without socks.

"Is this considered rebellious?" Gong Yu asked with a light smile.

This was her favorite sitting posture in the past, quite grandmaster-like, and very like a big fox, every time she smiled, there would be a delicate and misty watery light in her eyes.

Lin Shouxi couldn't help laughing, his eyes couldn't rest anywhere, he didn't dare to look at the master's legs, so he had to move up, suddenly, his eyes were attracted by the master's shoulders.

When she sat obliquely, the clothes that gathered her shoulders slipped slightly, revealing a few black lines, which were the wounds left by the ghost prison thorns piercing into the skin, which were set off by the snow-white skin, making them even more glaring.

"Unruly..." Lin Shouxi muttered to himself, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind: "Master, do you know how to refine weapons?"

"The art of refining?" Gong Yu frowned, wrapped his hands around his clothes, and lightly covered his shoulders.

"Yes, the art of refining!" Lin Shouxi said immediately: "No matter how strong the ghost prison thorn is, it is still a weapon in the final analysis. As long as it is refined, it can be used for its own use!"

"It seems... feasible." Gong Yu's pupils were slightly condensed, and a gleam of light floated, but he shook his head and said, "But my true energy has been sealed, how can I refine it?"

"It can be refined by me!" Lin Shouxi had a clear mind, suppressed the excitement caused by the flash of inspiration, and said: "I heard that the master knows all kinds of dharma, so the skill of refining weapons should be easy. The master taught me, and I will do it." Refining it away and returning the master to freedom."

"But..." Gong Yu showed a look of embarrassment, and after a while, she gave Lin Shouxi an unexpected answer: "But I don't know how to refine weapons."

"What?" Lin Shouxi was also taken aback.

"As a teacher, I did know all kinds of dharma in the past, but that was the reputation I gained when I was young. Afterwards, I studied the magical technique intensively, and entered the Tao from the technique. The skill is great, my heart is clear, my mind is clear, no matter what kind of kung fu others perform, I can imitate seven or eight parts after watching it once, so since then, I no longer read Taoism classics, only cultivate strength , to break all laws with force." Gong Yu said so.

With her foresight and knowledge, it is not difficult to write a book about the Art of Refining Artifacts out of thin air, but she has no confidence in whether she can refine artifacts of the level of Ghost Prison Thorn.

She also wanted to say, 'Master said, you just need to remember the important things' as a cover, but she was a little ashamed to say it, and closed her lips angrily.

Lin Shouxi closed his eyes, and the momentary excitement was shattered by the master's words.

He does know the technique of refining weapons, but this technique of refining weapons is limited to refining the cauldron, the ghost prison thorn is not a cauldron, he is powerless, but it is also the technique of refining weapons, and it is always different, he may be able to improve this technique, The ghost prison thorn was refined, but he was not sure if he had enough time.

"Disciple, think of a way." Lin Shouxi said with a wry smile.

Gong Yu lowered her eyelashes, as if a little ashamed.

Xiaohe's return interrupted their conversation. When she came back, she was holding a piece of paper in her hand, which was a wanted warrant.

"Who is this painting? Why is it so ugly?" Lin Shouxi was able to move his arm, he received the arrest warrant, and asked in confusion.

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a killing intent rising in front of him, and when he raised his head, Xiaohe was staring at him with sharp eyes like a knife.

Lin Shouxi then looked at the text below, and found that it was Xiaohe who was none other than Xiaohe, and quickly defended: "I mean this painting is ugly!"

Xiaohe still wanted to make things difficult for him, but Gong Yu spoke slowly to help him out: "The painter is a mortal after all, how can he describe Xiaohe to describe what happens?"

Xiao He was willing to listen to Master's words, she nodded, temporarily let Lin Shouxi go, and said in a deep voice: "The arrest warrant has been spread here, from now on, Hei Ya may not be safe, we must be ready to leave at any time. "

The three nodded one after another.

In the evening, Lin Shouxi, who had recovered a lot, pushed the chair and went out alone, going around the magic gate, recalling the past.Half a moon hangs high in the sky. After blowing the night wind for a while, he felt a little cold, so he set out to go back to the cabinet. He didn't go back to his room immediately, but wanted to go to the master first, and continue to discuss the art of refining weapons.

Lin Shouxi stopped in front of the master's living room.

The room is simple and unsophisticated, the lights are dim, and there is a faint sound coming from inside, which is as light as when a pod is broken, and as clear as raindrops and stones.Lin Shouxi gently lowered his hand knocking on the door, and came to the window silently. After the battle between heaven and man in his heart, he stretched out a finger and opened the window paper. He approached this small window hole, and through it, the scene in the house was reflected eye.

The scene inside the room was not real, he couldn't see the whole picture, he only saw a pair of beautiful and slender jade legs bent on the side of the bed, the jade legs trembled slightly with the sound, it was Master Shizu who held a ruler and lowered his body on his own initiative, In the moment of self-discipline and peeping, dozens of slender red marks were impressively reflected on the soft place.

master...

Lin Shouxi couldn't imagine that the leader of the Taoist sect who was usually as cold as an iceberg, arrogant and unapproachable, would actually...

Not only that, she actually bit her lip and hummed softly:
"Master, this disciple realizes his mistake, please forgive me..."

"After this calamity is over, the disciple will concentrate on cultivating ten thousand dharmas and never slack off."

"uh-huh……"

Lin Shouxi was shocked and speechless, his heart was beating non-stop, and his mind was in a mess. He had known for a long time that the dead master had a great influence on her, but he didn't expect it to be so big. This, this seems to have become an obsession...

Lin Shouxi didn't know whether to go or stay, Huangshen hesitated, Gong Yu's jade-white feet suddenly splashed with liquid light, Lin Shouxi didn't dare to have any hesitation, backed away silently, suppressed his beating heart, and fled away .

Inside the house, Gong Yu had punished herself, came to the case, and picked up a pen to tick off a mistake.

Then, as if she realized something, she turned around and came to the window, pushed the window open, and leaned over to look out.

The mountain wind poured into the window, cooling her slightly hot face and brushing her ink-like hair.

The night was quiet and empty.

(End of this chapter)