The Word of Heaven

Chapter 202 What kind of person do you like?

"so be it."

Gu Zhuo stood up, clapped his hands simply, and brushed off the dust on his shoulders.

Dozens of eyes were focused on him, with extremely complicated emotions.

Some people wanted to do something, but ultimately remained silent and gave up because Zhe Xue was there.

After a moment, the crowd parted to form a passage.

The chief of the merchants dragged the carriage himself.

Gu Zhuo smiled and said, "Please help me carry her up there."

The leader of the merchants froze for a moment, then finally lowered his head. Facing He Tinghe's gaze full of resentment and hatred, he carefully moved her into the carriage.

The whole process was very quiet.

Even He Tinghe herself didn't say anything. She just sneered and cried bitterly. It was unclear whether she was regretting or something else.

"Don't be so unhappy."

Gu Zhuo got on the carriage, waved goodbye to everyone in the camp, and said comfortingly: "Look at it from another perspective. At least your journey ahead will be safe, and I am not so angry as to kill you all now."

The merchant leader forced a smile but could not speak.

Until the carriage disappeared into the night, and He Tinghe's crying was also blown away by the wind, the camp was still dead silent, and no one spoke for a long time.

I don't know how long it took, someone whispered, "Let him take the person away like this... okay?"

As soon as the words were spoken, many people began to deny it, their words were full of hatred and condemnation, as if they could not feel at ease without doing so.

"What's wrong?"

The merchant leader had a blank expression on his face. He glanced at everyone in the room and suddenly yelled, "You are a bunch of idiots. No matter which of them is the groom, as long as they leave, won't we be safe? What the hell are you thinking?!"

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In that carriage.

At some point, He Tinghe stopped crying.

But she also didn't say anything. She just lay in the dark carriage, as if she couldn't feel the pain from the wounds on her limbs. She looked like she was dead.

Even though she occasionally thought of the dark and bleak future that was about to dawn on her, anger burned in her heart once again, but after a moment she was still unable to extinguish it.

At this moment, Gu Zhuo's voice sounded, very gentle.

"Although you have falsely accused me before, I am not the kind of person who would care about such trivial matters. In fact, you can try to convince me to change my mind."

He Tinghe listened to this and sneered, "Change your mind, do you think this is funny?"

Gu Zhuo asked curiously: "Although I'm not joking with you, aren't you laughing now?"

He Tinghe was stunned.

A moment later, just when she could no longer control her emotions and was about to start cursing in anger, she heard another sentence.

"One curse for one piece of meat."

Gu Zhuo's voice was still gentle.

He Tinghe immediately regained his sanity. After a long silence, he said seriously, "Do you know what you are doing? If I am really the bridegroom, and the Chiyin Church has found you, you are sacrificing yourself for others."

Gu Zhuo didn't even think twice and said directly: "I just want the Chi Yin Sect to come to me."

He Tinghe was stunned again, totally unable to understand, and asked blankly: "Why?"

Gu Zhuo said: "Because the state of your soul is very interesting."

"Although the methods of the Chiyin Cult are chaotic, there are indeed some special aspects among them. It is worth a look."

He said frankly, "Unfortunately, my time is tight and it is not convenient for me to go to the mountain gate of the Chiyin Sect to exchange Taoist experiences. I can only take you with me and wait for them to come to me and see if we can chat for a while."

He Tinghe was stunned. She felt that every word in the conversation was so ordinary. Why did it sound crazy to her?
Exchange Taoism with the Chiyin Sect?

What a ridiculous statement this is?

Then she fell into complete despair and murmured, "You are indeed a lunatic."

"Mad?"

Gu Zhuo thought about it and realized that this was not the first time he was called a lunatic in his life.

But those previous times were not like tonight, where we could chat.

He asked, "So what do you think is wrong with me?"

He Tinghe's voice came from the carriage, with a hint of self-abandonment, mockingly saying: "What's wrong with you? You are crazy because you have no self-awareness at all. You even want to get involved in the things of the Chiyin Sect. Who do you think you are? No matter how many means and background you have, it is extremely stupid to take the initiative to get involved in this kind of thing!"

Gu Zhuo said: "What about you?"

He Tinghe suddenly fell silent.

"Since you understand the truth, why did you come back to the wasteland after being exposed to this kind of stuff?"

Gu Zhuo didn't look back, and said nonchalantly: "It's come to this point, there's no point in you deceiving yourself any more, or do you think I want to turn around and prove my innocence?"

After a moment of silence, He Tinghe slowly closed his eyes and said in a low self-deprecating voice: "Of course it's because I can't escape."

Gu Zhuo asked: "Why can't you escape?"

He Tinghe paused, and finally gave up the idea of ​​bargaining, and said: "In my soul... there may be another me."

"Something interesting."

Gu Zhuo raised his eyebrows and said, "Continue."

He Tinghe said slowly: "That's the real me. The only difference from me is that she fell in love with someone and missed him day and night, which made me suffer from lovesickness."

Gu Zhuo said: "They are so different, how can they be the same person?"

For some reason, after He Tinghe heard this, he was like a person under stress, and shouted at the top of his lungs: "It's me, how could it not be me? I know it's me!"

This excitement was not only reflected in her words, but also in the fact that she completely ignored the injuries and pain in her body and struggled to get up. Even if she died, she would not give up until she bit Gu Zhuo.

Gu Zhuo's fingertips moved slightly.

The invisible true energy condensed into chains, which went straight through the wounds on He Tinghe's limbs caused by Zhexue, pinning her to the ground and making her unable to move.

Then, a clear and crisp breath like the morning dew in the wilderness appeared silently and instantly submerged her mind.

He Tinghe gradually calmed down. Thinking back to his reaction just now, he was extremely shocked.

"Just stay calm."

Gu Zhuo said in a gentle voice: "Otherwise we won't be able to continue the conversation."

He Tinghe sat up with difficulty, lowered his head for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and asked, "What kind of Taoism is this?!"

When she said this, her eyes were extremely bright, like the moon in the dark night.

Gu Zhuo said: "It is the Taoist method of Pure Contemplation."

As soon as he finished speaking, the light in He Tinghe's eyes disappeared instantly, without a trace left.

Now that Xuandu Mountain is closed, Qingjing Temple is de facto the number one Taoist sect. How could she be qualified to learn its Taoist teachings?

"now what?"

Gu Zhuo asked: "Do you still think that you are yourself?"

He Tinghe closed his eyes painfully and said, "I don't want to be, but that's it."

Gu Zhuo seemed to be thinking about something.

At this point, He Tinghe no longer had the will to resist, and with a dejected look he told everyone about the misfortune that had befallen him.

Just as she had said at the campfire a few days ago, she had been surrounded and attacked by the barbarians in the wilderness more than once.

She nearly died in a brutal fight, but was eventually rescued by the nun in the wedding dress and spent a wonderful time with her. However, she finally decided to leave.

After leaving, she was initially very glad that she could return to the human world and was extremely happy. However, as time passed, her soul gradually became empty, as if she had lost something extremely important.

She didn't know what it was at the time, until later she realized...it was love.

Love is a wonderful thing that can bring her new life.

——A literal rebirth.

A same her appeared in her soul, constantly telling her the beauty of love. She often felt that this was not her own idea, but when she thought deeply, she had to admit that it was real, a thought she dared not admit but had.

Over time, this made her increasingly aware that she was hypocritical and that love allowed her to live out her true self.

Gu Zhuo listened quietly.

"But I came to the wasteland this time to end this love."

He Tinghe's voice suddenly became louder: "I didn't even know she was going to marry me. I never thought of harming anyone..."

I couldn't finish my words.

Gu Zhuo interrupted and reminded, "But you deliberately forced me to leave, and after I left, no one there could stop her from marrying you." He Tinghe was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and cried, "I just don't want her to die, is there anything wrong with that?"

Gu Zhuo said no more.

The principles of the Chi Yin Sect's Taoism do not sound complicated. It all comes down to the seven emotions and six desires. There has never been a lack of similar techniques in the world of cultivation.

The only thing that concerned him was the new life described by He Tinghe, which was something he had never heard of.

The best way to figure this out is of course to dissect He Tinghe's soul and make the two of her appear before your eyes.

But what Gu Zhuo said before was not false. He really wanted to meet the female cultivator in the wedding dress again and discuss the cultivation method of the Chiyin Sect. Otherwise, he would not have spared her life at that time.

"It's quite interesting."

Gu Zhuo closed his eyes, letting the night breeze caress his cheeks, and said to everything here in his heart: "The wasteland really has a unique customs and culture, it's worth a trip."

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Deep in the wilderness, among the mountains.

The wild man named Yu Yang stood on the cliff, looking at the vast wilderness in the distance with a dull expression.

Someone came up behind him and whispered, "Will those people come?"

Yu Yang turned around, looked at his younger fellow tribesman, smiled, and said, "Yes."

Then he reached out and ruffled the child's hair, walked towards the cave at the back, and said seriously: "Because the sincerity we offer is something those people cannot refuse."

"but……"

The barbarian child lowered his head, clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said, "I really can't accept this. Why do we have to give the things away? Can't we just keep them for ourselves?"

Yu Yang was silent for a moment, then said, "People living in the south have a saying that it is a crime to possess a treasure..."

Hearing this, the barbarian child became extremely angry and struggled to free his hand, shouting, "What on earth are you talking about? In the eyes of the southerners, we are born with original sin! Can we hand over the things so that fewer people will die?"

"Not at all."

Yu Yang said calmly, "Yes, a lot."

The barbarian child was confused and puzzled.

Yu Yang patiently explained, "The southerners' favorite thing to do is to fight among themselves. The reason they are peaceful now is only because they don't have the power to resist the emperor. If we want to live a better life, causing chaos in the south is the best option."

The barbarian child calmed down and said, "Don't they understand this?"

"Of course I understand."

Yu Yang laughed and said objectively: "But in their eyes, they are always the most important. Everything else is secondary and unimportant."

After saying this, he took the child's hand again and walked towards the cliff cave.

Walking into the cliff cave, what greets you is not pitch darkness, but red warmth.

Following the warm red light deeper into the place, the chill in the air gradually dissipated, leaving only warmth.

Yu Yang said: "Just like this road, as long as we keep going, no matter how cold it is, there will be a moment when spring comes."

"only……"

He stopped and said with a smile: "People like me who betray the interests of my people may not be able to meet spring, so you have to feel the warmth of that time for me."

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As autumn deepens, the wilderness becomes colder and colder, becoming no different from the winter in the Central Plains.

Gu Zhuo sat in the carriage and headed slowly into the mountains.

He was not afraid of the cold, but he also missed the spring in the south. However, he still had a long journey to go.

On the third day after parting with the caravan, he finally arrived at the foot of the mountains, and the scenery he saw was still magnificent.

Under the reflection of the sky, the seemingly small but actually huge waterfall in the mountains is like a silver-white ribbon, appearing abruptly from somewhere halfway up the mountain, rushing down and disappearing into the forest.

I don’t know if it’s due to geothermal heat or something else, but the forest next to the waterfall grows extremely lush. Everywhere you look, you see lush, green eyes only, which forms a sharp contrast with the surrounding black and white desolation.

According to He Tinghe's active narration, it was an important stronghold of mankind in the wilderness, which preserved the basic order of the human world.

Then, the big red sedan chair of the Chiyin Sect appeared in front of Gu Zhuo again, more than ten feet away.

This time, no sad songs fell into his ears, and it was very quiet.

"How can you make me and her happy?"

The voice of the nun in wedding dress rang out, full of misery and pleading.

Gu Zhuo said calmly: "The Chi Yin Sect's skills."

The nun in the wedding dress was stunned, wondering if she had heard it wrong.
After a while, she asked with timid curiosity, "Do you have someone you like?"

Gu Zhuo didn't even think about it and said directly, "Yes."

The Wedding Dress Cultivator was obviously agitated by these words and lost her composure. She asked, "What kind of person is that?"

After hesitating for a moment, Gu Zhuo said, "Is it okay if I don't say it?"

The Wedding Dress Cultivator said seriously, "But I really want to know what kind of person a great person like you likes."

The words were true and came from her heart.

The Chiyin Sect is not an ordinary sect, and she is not an ordinary Guiyi Realm. She is a true genius who has the hope of entering the Wuqi Realm.

However, even a gifted girl like her was so vulnerable in front of the flying sword and almost died.

Regardless of whether the flying sword was ignited with the help of the spark stone or was of extremely high grade, the fact is the fact.

How could such a person not gain her respect?

Gu Zhuo answered this question very honestly.

"He has an unparalleled talent in cultivation, but he never becomes complacent because of it. He has full respect for everything in the world. He usually acts as gentle as a spring breeze, but when necessary, he can be as fierce as a west wind. He has never been indecisive."

“No matter what other people think or the so-called overall situation, it can never change his firm will. Even if there are thousands of people in front of him, he can still move forward firmly.”

"Words are never boring, they are the best at listening and understanding..."

The wedding dress nun and He Tinghe were listening carefully, and then they found that he had missed a very important point.

The latter couldn't help but ask: "So what does that person look like?"

Gu Zhuo thought for a moment, touched his face, and said modestly: "I think... impeccable, right?"

"Who is this?"

The nun in the wedding gown exclaimed, "Is there really such a perfect person in the world?"

Gu Zhuo said: "I don't think this is perfect."

Without waiting for the wedding dress female cultivator to speak, he suddenly changed the subject and asked as a matter of course: "I have already told you what you want to know. Can you give me the Chi Yin Sect's skills?"

"of course can."

The wedding dress nun readily agreed and said sincerely: "The purpose of our sect is to help lovers in the world get married."

Applause followed.

That was Gu Zhuo's unstinting praise.

He Tinghe thought she was heartbroken, until she heard the applause. She realized that this was not true. It turned out that she still had many dirty words she wanted to say to these two lunatics.

At the same time, the nun in wedding dress had already started chanting scriptures.

Gu Zhuo listened very carefully and asked questions from time to time. The other party would also give an unreserved answer to his questions, fearing that there was something he didn't understand.

This discussion, which seemed extremely absurd to He Tinghe, lasted for a total of one hour. The female cultivator in the wedding dress, who was also a genius in the Chiyin Sect, had reached a point where she had nothing to say.

Then...she heard applause again.

But this time the person applauding was no longer Gu Zhuo, but the female cultivator in the wedding dress.

He Tinghe could even imagine the fascination, admiration and even amazement in the eyes of his wife-to-be, clapping her hands excitedly, just like a little sister in the sect admiring the wise and brave senior brother.

She didn't know why, but at this moment she had a very subtle feeling in her heart, a sense of emptiness and discomfort, and inexplicable bitterness.

The next moment, the nun in wedding dress said the words she least wanted to hear.

"Pity."

"If I hadn't met Xiao He first and made a lifelong commitment with her, I would definitely marry you!"

The voice of the nun in the wedding dress was full of regret.

He Tinghe finally understood what that subtle feeling was.

Before she could calm down, the curtain of the carriage was suddenly lifted.

Gu Zhuo turned around, looked into He Tinghe's eyes, and said sincerely, "Luckily I have you. Thank you for this."

(End of this chapter)