I will bury the gods

When Mu Shijing opened her sleepy eyes, the dim red candlelight fainted in her eyes.

She found that everything around her had changed.

She slept on a cushioned wooden window, above which was a wooden hexagonal hollow magpie lamp. The light yellow light clearly illuminated the pattern on the wall, which was a scroll of green grass , the paper kite rides the wind and flies to the holy mountain, and the colorful petals flutter in the air, embellishing the shape of the wind.

Mu Shijing propped herself up on the bed, she gazed at the beautiful scroll, and looked around the whole house along the scroll, she saw the exquisite wooden beams, and the hanging lavender veil, Pearl curtains, screens made of yarn, beautiful wooden tables, pens, inks, papers and inkstones are all available, and the Jiaoweiqin is placed on it, elegant and quiet.

"What kind of dream is this again?"

Mu Shijing rubbed her head and fell asleep again. She closed her eyes for a while, urging herself to wake up, but when she opened her eyes again, the picture in front of her didn't change at all.

How could this be?
Mu Shijing stared blankly around, wondering if he was captured by the dream again?
Must wake up quickly.

Yes, she remembered that before she fell asleep, she had made up her mind to wake up before Lin Shouxi, not only to wake up before him, but also to cook porridge for him, bring it to him as if nothing had happened, and greet him Condolences that seem to be caring but imply ridicule and contempt!
The fairy of the Chu family can't bear to be whipped; the landlord of the Taoist gate has duplicity.She wants to prove that she is the real fairy of Taoism!

When Mu Shijing secretly made a great wish, Lin Shouxi walked in with porridge.

Lin Shouxi was dressed in white and had long hair tied up. He still had a tall and straight figure and a handsome face. The hard work all night did not show any fatigue on his face, but made his brows clearer.

When he saw Mu Shijing get up, he was a little surprised and said:
"Did you wake up so early? If you are weak, you can sleep a little longer."

Well-cooked porridge, a nonchalant appearance, seemingly caring but sarcasm condolences!
Mu Shijing immediately understood——this must be a dream. People often dream about what they worry about the most. She must be deeply trapped in a dream and has not yet escaped!
"What's wrong with you? Why are you so fierce? Don't you like this room?" Lin Shouxi asked curiously.

Mu Shijing sneered and said, "You nightmare, don't go crazy."

"nightmare?"

Lin Shouxi was puzzled, and while stirring the hot porridge with a spoon, he brought the bowl over.

Mu Shijing looked at him coldly, with an indifferent expression, and suddenly threw a punch.

Although Lin Shouxi was surprised, he reacted quickly. He dodged the sharp punch with one side of his body, and the porridge in his hand shook, almost toppled over.

"What happened to you?" Lin Shouxi was even more confused.

"You are a nightmare, you pretend to be innocent, but you are very good at pretending. See if I don't beat you back to your original shape!"

Mu Shijing gritted his teeth, dragged his limp and tired body to his feet, and displayed dazzling punches at the young man in front of him. Lin Shouxi punched and retreated, and kept defending Mu Shijing's attack with four or two strokes of his palms, crackling After fisting and elbowing, Lin Shouxi was forced to the end of the room.

"If you mess around again, I won't be polite." Lin Shouxi warned. …

"Stop talking harshly."

Mu Shijing didn't give in at all, she said murderously: "This is my dream, I was bullied so badly by you on weekdays, how could I continue to let you bully me in my dream?!"

Mu Shijing's knees bent, and her graceful jade legs burst out with amazing jumping power. She jumped up in the air, and rushed towards Lin Shouxi like a leopard preying, her eyebrows were shining like a thrush.

The results speak for themselves.

Soon, the warm and beautiful room was filled with the girl's humming and begging for mercy.

The Taoist saint kneeled on the ground, with disheveled hair and flushed cheeks. The dignified and elegant snow-white Taoist skirt wrapped the figure of the young girl and covered the bright red palm marks on her buttocks. Obviously, this mighty saint It was dealt with by family law again.

"Do you still dare to mess around?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"How do I know it's not a dream,

You arranged the room like this while I was sleeping, would anyone suspect that I was dreaming when I woke up? "Mu Shijing quibbled.

"Um?"

Lin Shouxi glanced at her.

Mu Shijing lowered his head, twisted his skirt, and said weakly, "Don't dare."

The girl was let go.

Today, this girl who practiced martial arts since she was a child is surprisingly delicate and frail. She lay on the couch, and Lin Shouxi fed her the porridge in mouthfuls.

"These things...are you making them yourself?" Mu Shijing asked.

"Um."

Lin Shouxi nodded, and said: "We will live here for a long time, and we will decorate the house more beautifully, and our mood will always be much happier. Besides, this is our home, so it's not too cold."

Mu Shijing knew in his heart that he worked so hard to do all this because he really wanted to make her happy, but she always wanted to pick some thorns. She looked around for a long time, and finally said quietly:

"It's really unnecessary. The flowers are confusing the eyes, and the illusion is confusing the mind. You have decorated this place so fancy. Who would want to practice if you are in it?"

Lin Shouxi didn't answer.

"Why don't you talk?"

As Mu Shijing asked, he looked sideways, only to find that Lin Shouxi was meditating, and his true energy had been circulating for a week. Lin Shouxi didn't realize her question.

Mu Shijing was a little angry.

She looked at Lin Shouxi's delicate dimples, and the anger that had just risen gradually disappeared.

Lying on the couch, she looked around the well-decorated house, and when she saw the pattern of a grizzly bear painted on the pillow, she couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled, saying, "It's so childish."

She hugged the pillow tightly and kicked her legs lightly and rhythmically.

When Lin Shouxi opened his eyes, he found that Mu Shijing was rolling around on the couch with the pillow in his arms. He looked younger than Bai Zhu. He also smiled and said, "Don't break it, we will live for many years."

"many years?"

Mu Shijing stopped, blinked his eyes and asked: "So, how many years will you practice this pill, three years? Ten years?"

Lin Shouxi couldn't give a definite answer, but said: "It may take longer."

"Longer time is better." Mu Shijing was not distressed, but said a rare love sentence: "The worst thing is to grow old forever."

Lin Shouxi smiled and blew out the red candle.

"Um?"

Mu Shijing showed doubts.

Then, she felt something press over her.

Her body was still aching, seeing this situation, she couldn't help but get nervous, and asked, "Is today an auspicious day?"...

"Today is a big disaster." Lin Shouxi said.

"That……"

"I will ward off evil spirits and eliminate disasters for Miss Mu."

"Shameless!"

"Sister Mu, is it okay?"

"I... I'm afraid you won't do it!"

I don't know if it's because of Lin Shouxi's poor workmanship. The wooden bed became loose due to the shaking and made a creaking sound, and the quality of the sheets was obviously poor. It made Mu Shijing feel distressed.

Of course, she felt sorry for herself more.

It's just that on the first day she really lived in the underground palace, except that she couldn't see the sun, moon and stars, it was no different from the monks' retreat outside. On the contrary, because Lin Shouxi was by her side, she didn't feel bored.

During the day, they meditate on Taoism and learn martial arts, and at night, they sleep in each other's arms and learn martial arts.

After Yun Xiaoyu rested, she leaned into Lin Shouxi's arms, hugged him gently, and recalled the past together.

If she is still in Taoism now, it should be the midsummer when the flowers are blooming everywhere. She closes her eyes lightly, and she can recall the mottled shadows cast by the camphor trees, as well as the huge wind and cicadas. The cicadas that should be noisy are recalling She looks beautiful and peaceful in the middle of the night. She didn't have great ambitions when she was young, but she knew that she was destined to become No.1 in the world.

thereafter.

time flies.

This stone house is not too big, but it is warm. They live in it all day long.

Together, apart from cultivating the Tao, there were nothing more than quarreling, scrambling and other trivial interesting things. Mu Shijing also gradually faded away from the initial youthfulness and shyness, and transformed into a real little demon girl.

However, the more the little demon girl is, the more pure and lovely her dress is.

She often wears a white skirt, snow silk socks, and a beautiful bun tied with a plain ribbon. She is pure and well-behaved, and she shows off her fragrant shoulders and back, adding a touch of beauty to the pure white paper that cannot be ignored. Lin Shouxi has a sense of justice, and he has always taken it as his duty to tame the witch, so whenever Mu Shijing is flirtatious and teasing, he will bring her to justice.

Of course, most of the time, she is still that arrogant girl in black dress, only her mouth is unforgiving.

After October, Lin Shouxi painted the grass on the wall withered yellow, using it to simulate the changes of the four seasons.

Mu Shijing also participated in the painting.

She drew five small silhouettes on the painting, and the silhouettes stood in a row holding hands, walking towards the mountain with maple leaves like fire.

"This is my prophecy." Mu Shijing said.

"Um……"

Lin Shouxi looked at it for a while, then commented: "Is there a little less people drawn?"

The smile on Mu Shijing's face froze, and he rushed towards Lin Shouxi ferociously.

These days, this little demon girl has become more and more indulgent.

When they seem to be back in Jiuming Valley, they often play different identities.

However, unlike Jiu Minggu's unpredictable performances, this time, Mu Shijing not only had a clear plan, but even wrote it down on paper as a script for the performance.

Today, Mu Shijing created again at his desk.

When she was creating, her expression was very focused, as if under that feather pen, a shocking work would be born at any time.

After Lin Shouxi finished his day of Tunna practice, he also leaned over to have a look. …

But see what is written on the paper:

"The night is dark and the wind is high, the moon is cold and the clouds are closed, purple thunder rolls on the Wudang Mountains, and demons sit in the Shaolin Temple. Ten years ago, the demon sect rose from the black cliff and swept away the universe. It has defeated all sects in the world, and soldiers came to the Taoist sect.

Lin Shouxi, the young master of the Demon Sect, was the leader of this battle. The Taoist sect held on for three days, but finally lost. Due to the situation, the master of the Taoist sect held his sword and knelt down, and the saint of the Taoist sect was also captured by the young master of the Demon Sect. Under the tent, although the saintess is powerful in Taoism, she is pure and holy, but the situation forces her to submit, even if she is a saintess.

..., ..., ...

Lin Shouxi looked at it for a while, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt something was wrong.

"Are you really a Taoist disciple?" Lin Shouxi was surprised.

"At the beginning of the game, destroy the family and commit yourself to the old enemy. This kind of start can spark more conflicts and sparks." Mu Shijing said logically: "The more miserable and miserable it is at the beginning, the more joyful it is when we endure the humiliation and turn the tide. As a I, the saintly girl of the Daoist sect, will slay the enemy with my hands in the back, save the famous family in the world, and revive the Daoist sect, as for the front..."

Mu Shijing put down his pen for a while, thought for a while, and said, "And it must be that he dedicated his life to the writing."

Lin Shouxi couldn't help applauding and said, "It's really wonderful."

"Tell me, what should I call this great book?" Mu Shijing asked, biting the tip of his pen.

"The Passion of the Holy Son?" Lin Shouxi asked cautiously.

Memories of the past surged back, Mu Shijing blushed, slapped the table with his jade palm, and said angrily: "You young master of the Demon Sect, do you want to kill yourself?"

"Excuse me, heroine."

Lin Shouxi didn't disagree, but asked curiously: "It's just that there are Master and Saintess in this story, which one will Ms. Mu play later?"

But Mu Shijing seemed to have already thought it over, she pulled a lock of blue hair hanging down from the paper behind her ear, then turned her head slightly, a charming smile appeared on her red lips: "Can't one person play two roles?"

The tide is surging.

Mu Shijing vividly interpreted the situation after the Taoist sect was encircled and suppressed.

The next morning.

Mu Shijing woke up.

Stretching her body delicately, she came to the case, intending to continue writing the story, but saw that the broken chapters of yesterday had been added hastily.

new word:
"The young master of the demon sect mastered the art of carnival. The master and the saint were steadfast at the beginning, neither humble nor overbearing. Although they were trapped in the mud, their hearts were still pure, but the young master's methods were as good as the sky. In just three days, the two peerless women fell for each other, and their minds sank. Fighting with attendants all day long. The great enemy has been eliminated, and from then on, the Demon Sect will prosper forever.

end. ,
"Lin! Shou! Xi!"

Mu Shijing was furious, and angrily asked Lin Shouxi why she tampered with her manuscript without authorization.

Lin Shouxi explained innocently: "I just wrote down what happened last night on paper."

Mu Shijing's cheeks were flushed, and she spoke incoherently angrily. In the end, she said: "You devil, I advise you to get rid of your evil ways as soon as possible." After that, she tossed her satin-like long hair, turned her head and left.

In the next few days, Mu Shijing began to practice hard.

"Do you need to practice day and night like this in Yuan Chi Realm?"

At night, Lin Shouxi urged her to go to bed, but Mu Shijing refused, so he couldn't help but hit her.

"Ah."

Mu Shijing said contemptuously: "I'm afraid you don't know that I have already reached the peak of Yuan Chi Realm!"...

At the end of October, Mu Shijing finally reached the peak of the Yuan Chi Realm, only a short distance away from the Immortal Realm.

Mu Shijing was proud of this realm, but Lin Shouxi at the side not only did not praise, but calmly said: "When Chuchu was 19 years old, he already reached the second level of the fairyland."

"Little sister is eager for quick success and instant benefits. She breaks through the realm too quickly, and she can't count. What's more, she also fell to the realm later." Mu Shijing found a reason to comfort himself.

"I'm going to the third level of the fairyland." Lin Shouxi said again.

Mu Shijing's red lips trembled slightly, and she stared at Lin Shouxi coldly for a while, then she lifted the futon and said angrily, "I won't practice anymore."

She crossed her arms and walked out of the retreat, secretly swearing in her heart that she would never talk to her again during this period of time.

But when she returned home, she found that the layout of the house was completely new.

There are many sculpted pines and cypresses on the table, the lampshade has also become a wood-carved longevity peach, the green stove is warm, the incense is locked in a gold box, the painting on the wall is surrounded by dragons and phoenixes, and there is a bright moon, pearls and jade opposite each other, which has a complete meaning.

"This is……"

Mu Shijing looked around and was speechless for a moment.

"Happy birthday, Miss Mu."

Lin Shouxi put a red cloak on her body, and then hugged her tightly.

Mu Shijing burst into tears, and the vows he secretly made earlier had long been forgotten.

She can't remember the day.

But Lin Shouxi remembers the day every day.

Whether it's Chinese Valentine's Day, Mid-Autumn Festival or their birthdays, he will surprise them. The pale old palace is dark, but Mu Shijing's world is bright all day long.

"This...will it delay things too much?" Mu Shijing suppressed his thoughts and said worriedly: "The seal of the dead spirit snow field has not been removed, and Xiaohe has not yet escaped from the predicament. We should concentrate on cultivation, and we should not waste time. Yes."

"Have you forgotten the Shinto outside?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"what?"

Mu Shijing didn't follow his train of thought for a while.

"That divine way is the metaphor of paleness to Taoism. I am depressed all day long, half the result with half the effort, and there is no expectation on the road to the great road. Besides, alchemy is like cooking. If you want to simmer for three hours, you must cook for three hours. You can't be in a hurry. No." Lin Shouxi said seriously: "You and Xiaohe are both my Taoist companions, I want to practice hard for Xiaohe, but I can't treat you badly because of this."

After Mu Shijing heard this, she pursed her lips lightly and snorted softly, but before she had time to be moved, she heard Lin Shouxi say again: "Furthermore, I have never slacked off. The one who really slacks in cultivation... is someone else."

"Who are you talking about?!" Mu Shijing twisted his arm.

Lin Shouxi celebrated Mu Shijing's birthday.

At night, Mu Shijing fell asleep with his pillow on Lin Shouxi's arm.

After waking up.

It was only then that Mu Shijing suddenly remembered that yesterday was her birthday, and naturally it was also Lin Shouxi's birthday.

And when she remembered, it was already November.

"You finally remembered?"

Lin Shouxi smiled after hearing what Mu Shijing had said.

"You didn't remind me?" Mu Shijing bit his lip and said.

"Are you blaming me?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"."

Mu Shijing knew he was wrong, and his tone softened: "It's my fault, I apologize to you."

"So perfunctory?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"Then what do you want?"

"Sister Mu, let's play a song."...

"Oh."

Mu Shijing got up to get the bamboo flute, but Lin Shouxi grabbed her wrist, and the boy and girl looked at each other with different expressions.

unconsciously.

Autumn is also passing.

Lin Shouxi painted snow flakes on the wall.

Snow covered the mountains.

Whenever the snow falls, he can't help but think of those snowy nights he experienced with Chu Yingchan, and the whispers of the fairy's clear spring are still haunting his ears, but now, only Chu Yingchan is left alone in Yunkong Mountain to enjoy the ice and snow .

Likewise, he failed to fulfill his promise to Chu Lu.

I don't know if she and Xiaoyu have met, and what they will say when they meet.

Finally, he remembered Xiao He's prophecy again.

In Xiaohe's prophecy, she would be in the bridal chamber, but I don't know if it was a joke of fate. Now she is still in the gray tomb, and she is also frozen at the age of 17... The accident of fate sometimes seems inevitable.

Mu Shijing could see his worry.

She crept up behind him.

"I've been waiting for you for many years too." Mu Shijing smiled.

She lay in Lin Shouxi's arms, touched his lips with her fingers, and said seriously: "You are not allowed to practice tonight."

"Why?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"You must protect me tonight."

Mu Shijing proudly said: "This girl is going to become a fairy."

At the peak of Yuan Chi Realm, she is ready to break through.

Both Chu Yingchan and Xiaohe broke into the fairyland on a snowy night.

So, she also chose a snowy night.

"In the past few years, I have deliberately suppressed the realms of Hunjin and Yuanchi, which means that I have accumulated a lot of resources. When I step into the fairyland, I will be like a broken bamboo, break through three realms in a row, and reach the human god within ten years. " Mu Shijing said.

That night.

Mu Shijing sat cross-legged alone, sensing heaven and man.

Her whole body is complete.

but.

After Mu Shijing unsheathed her consciousness, she was shocked to find that she could pass through the thick strata, but she couldn't pass through the gray tomb and reach the tomb of the sky god.

In the end, her consciousness could only return to her body in despair.

The snowy night passed.

Mu Shijing Yuanchi is still the same.

"how so……"

Mu Shijing was so desperate.

The gray tomb not only imprisoned Xiaohe, but also blocked her practice. Thinking that she would be wandering in the Yuan Chi Realm for many years to come, Mu Shijing felt a tightness in her chest.

Lin Shouxi rubbed her to relieve her chest tightness, and comforted her: "People's physical body and spiritual consciousness are weak, so they need to pull a golden body from the tomb of the gods to assist in their cultivation, but you are different, you are not an ordinary thing in the pool, so why bother?" Walking the path of mortals, this matter may be an opportunity for you... I believe that you can walk out of an unprecedented path."

Mu Shijing's eyes gradually brightened.

"Of course." Mu Shijing rallied and said proudly: "I am a unparalleled person, and I have my own unparalleled way."

As for what path she should take...

Mu Shijing is still hesitating.

But it doesn't matter.

What they need most now is time.

Winter goes to spring, and the stars are frosty.

Mu Shijing saw the flowers on the wall blossom and fade, and he knew it was another year.

Lin Shouxi was still making alchemy.

Although Mu Shijing didn't give up because he couldn't break through the situation,
Although she was lazy in her practice, she still didn't think of her own path.

tonight.

She returned to the tombstone at the end, sat on it, swayed her legs, and hummed a nursery rhyme from her childhood.

She looked at the mountains covered with ice and snow.

The mountains of ice and snow were also looking at her.

Neither Bingxue nor she knew that they would see each other for a hundred years.

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