Maoshan Taoist priests practice falsehood and become reality

Chapter 138 Take the initiative to sacrifice yourself

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu He said he wanted me to be his apprentice." In the locker room, Xia Xiaoling buried her head in Xia Qin's arms and sobbed, "What, I thought, I thought..."

While Xia Qin comforted her daughter, an ambiguous scene with Su Heng emerged in her mind. It was also a critical step. Instead of saying love words, the other party recited a mantra.

At that moment, at this moment.

Mother and daughter stumbled into the same pit.

This kid!

Having said that, if you can't get what you want, what you don't see is a bad thing.

"So you refused?"

"Woo hoo, I agree."

"Why are you crying if you agree?"

"I can not be reconciled!"

Xia Qin wiped away her daughter's tears: "There is no reason to become fat in one breath. Excellent men are not easy to chase. You must be patient."

"Who said we should chase him! Mom, why do you think Su Heng is so good?"

Xia Qin lifted up her scattered hair, her eyes were a little hollow, as if she was reminiscing:

"He's a bit like your dad..."

"How does it look like?"

Xia Xiaoling was puzzled. Her father was considerate, gentle and generous. He was the man who understood her best in the world, so he was not like that guy who didn't understand style.

Xia Jinling's face appeared in Xia Qin's mind.

How to describe it? The kind of eyes that are suddenly far and now close, as if far away, sometimes looking at you, but seeming to be looking at another world.

"Mystery."

Xia Qin said.

Mystery? It seems so. Su Heng is always able to do things that ordinary people can't do, and he hides too many secrets, which makes people curious.

However, his father also hides many secrets? Why did she never feel anything?

Xia Qin changed the subject: "What is your master planning to teach? Painting?"

"Well, he plans to teach me Taoism."

"what?"

……

In the bathroom, Su Heng turned on the nozzle, and the gentle water poured down from her head, constantly washing away the fine grains of sand on her body.

Recalling the scene with Xia Xiaoling, when he said he wanted to accept her as his disciple, he saw a trace of disappointment in his eyes.

But soon, Xia Xiaoling returned to normal and accepted Su Heng's invitation.

But it seemed that she didn't understand what she wanted to learn. To be on the safe side, Su Heng briefly introduced the Maoshan Sect.

Every sentence that follows can cause a world-class sensation, but Xia Xiaoling is always absent-minded, as if mastering a kind of power is not a crucial thing.

Does she know exactly what it means to be his disciple?

When Su Heng asked this question, Xia Xiaoling tried her best to retort:

"I'm not an idiot! My stomach hurts. I need to go to the bathroom..."

Her eye circles were red, and she looked a little lonely when she left.

I don't understand.

Isn't the pursuit of absolute power the most important thing?

This apprentice may be a bit stupid.

"Squeak."

The bathroom door was pushed open.

Someone came in.

A familiar scent.

"Clap clap clap."

The sound of footsteps came from far to near.

Su Heng's head was full of foam and he didn't want to open his eyes, so he said unhurriedly:

"If you take another step forward, don't blame me for being rude."

The footsteps stopped suddenly.

The man stood there, waiting uneasily.

Su Heng caught the unfamiliar heartbeat from the sound of water flowing.

dong dong dong.

Hasty, weak.

Not extraordinary, just ordinary people.

After washing her hair, Su Heng turned around.

In the mist, the girl had her hair tied up high. She was wrapped in a white bath towel, her face was flushed, and her eyes were uneasy.

"It's you."

The visitor was Sakurako Hirata, the so-called general's daughter whom I had just met not long ago.

Su Heng was quite impressed with her, eager to completely deny the past, a little woman with a bit of self-contradiction. "So what are you planning to do?"

Sakurako Hirata bit her lip: "I'll rub your back."

Su Heng's flexibility is very good, and she can do things like rubbing her back by herself without anyone else doing it for her.

Hirata Sakurako, who was rejected once, did not flinch. Instead, she took off her bath towel, completely exposed her body, and tried to throw herself into the man's arms.

Oh, the honey trap.

Su Heng looked at Sakurako Hirata indifferently and said unmoved:

"I said, if you take another step forward, don't blame me for being rude."

"what."

Hirata Sakurako never thought that the other party's attitude would be so determined. Her body kept shaking, but Su Heng ordered her to pick up the bath towel.

"Tell me, what's the purpose?"

Su Heng wrapped her lower body, walked out of the bathroom casually, picked up a bottle of soda, and opened it.

Gululu...

Sakurako Hirata lowered her head, followed closely behind her, and mustered up the courage to say:

"I hope to get your help to save District 11."

Being able to say this means that Sakurako Hirata already knows his identity.

The question is how to know?

Hirata Sakurako explained that after the death ceremony, she followed and paid attention to Su Heng's every move.

"Your sitting posture is very similar to that of a crane."

She is truly worthy of being a daughter of a famous family. She has such a thoughtful mind hidden under her silly and sweet appearance.

"Do your warriors know about this?"

Su Heng couldn't help but be curious.

"Okazaki-kun and I are just friends. Even if he knows, he can't say anything."

What kind of friend would be willing to go through fire and water for you, risking being hunted down and betraying Emperor Jimmu?

Su Heng felt sorry for the pure love warrior for a second.

The tragedy of pure love warriors often lies in loving the wrong person. She thought she was falling in love with a princess who was not favored by her family and longed for freedom.

Little do they know that dragons beget dragons and phoenixes beget phoenixes. Is there any reason for a girl from a famous family to fall in love?

Most of the time, nobles only have interests in their eyes.

"Is it because of the family that you have made such a big decision?" Su Heng teased.

"No, for myself."

Sakurako Hirata raised his head and told the truth.

She wants to use this power to become the new ruler of District 11 and establish a new Hirata family.

To achieve this goal, she was willing to sacrifice everything.

"But I'm not interested in you."

Sakurako Hirata was not affected by this:

"What if I remember all the military defenses in District 11, including many unknown secret passages?"

"This is an unexpected surprise."

Su Heng rubbed his chin.

Sakurako Hirata pulled off her bathrobe again, wanting to insure this deal. Of course, it would be great if she could get a child.

"If you want to cooperate, you'd better put it away. I don't like politicians' tricks."

"So you agreed?"

"considering."

Su Heng did not give a definite answer, but he began to think about it seriously.

After the death ritual, Su Heng's source points soared to 1032 points, but there was still a big gap between the merit points required for promotion.

Right now, District 9 is experiencing near-permanent peace. If you want to obtain a large number of source points in a short period of time, you can only focus on other areas.

District 11 is a good choice.

Come back, look at Sakurako Hirata. Just after seeing the power of Taoism, he struck out with lightning, put down all his dignity, and sacrificed his life to gain a chance.

No matter what the purpose, she did get enough attention for District 11 to be considered a great success.

On the other hand, Su Heng took the initiative to teach Xia Xiaoling through words and deeds, but was still absent-minded and filled with unrealistic ideas.

Comparing people to each other is really infuriating.

"By the way, what color car are you driving today?"

Su Heng asked.

"blue."

Sakurako Hirata replied.

Oh?

That would be interesting…

(End of this chapter)