Madam, please ascend.

Chapter 174 You are not good at understanding

If Heaven has will, then there is a nature. If there is a nature, then there are weaknesses.

So God shouldn’t have any intention.

Song Xinci stayed alone on the mountain, waiting from early morning to dusk. As the sky grew darker, although she was not afraid of being alone, she still felt a little strange.

This stinky guy always goes out early and comes back late, but he never stays out all night. Why hasn’t he come back yet today?

As a small part of the sword energy in his body was expelled, Song Xinci's body felt a little better. At least it was not like before, when he would feel weak all over if he moved a little more.

She was not in the mood to swing today, so she started a fire out of boredom and planned to cook a meal for Yun Yi.

The Holy Maiden of the Demon Sect acted on her impulse and immediately put on an apron, rushed into the kitchen and started working.

She didn't plan to make medicinal food because it was time-consuming and laborious. Moreover, if she really wasted Yun Yi's precious medicinal materials, he might scold her.

There is a fish in the water tank in the kitchen, bacon is hanging on the wall, there are also quite a few eggs, and some vegetables are grown in the yard, so why not just cook something simple.

Yun Yi was busy all day and on his way home he deliberately stayed in the mountains for a while to get rid of the bloody smell on his body.

He has always liked cleanliness and knows that Song Xin porcelain is the same.

However, when Yun Yi reached the mountainside and saw the hut on fire through the barrier, he was suddenly shocked.

He flashed, and in a hurry he combined the sword skills he had learned during this period with his body movements, and he actually moved dozens of feet away in an instant, which was similar to the magical power of "shrinking the earth into an inch".

The place where the fire was coming out was the kitchen, and a figure was busy inside.

Yun Yi couldn't help but look at the bright moon in the sky, thinking that there was no natural phenomenon, so why did Song Xinci suddenly become interested in cooking.

At this time, Song Xinci was busy dealing with the fish. The fish meat was stuck to the bottom of the pot. The more he turned it over, the more messy it became. The more messy it became, the more he turned it over.

Song Xinci had never been so flustered before. While scraping the bottom of the pot vigorously, she muttered, "Strange, this is how the embroiderer used to do it."

At this moment, a voice sounded in her ears, "Is this how the embroiderer fishes? Then your childhood must have been really difficult."

Song Xinci turned around suddenly and saw Yun Yi standing at the kitchen door with a smirk on his face.

She became angry and said, "I don't need your help, get out now!"

Yun Yi raised his eyebrows: "Are you sure?"

After saying that, he was driven out by Song Xinci and sat alone on the stone bench in the courtyard.

After a short wait, Song Xinci finally brought out several plates of food. Yun Yi stood up to help, but was stopped by the woman's stern gaze.

Apparently there was something shady going on in the kitchen.

Yun Yi was too lazy to offend anyone. He could see that Song Xinci had prepared this meal specially for him, so he immediately started eating.

Song Xinci took off her apron and washed her hands before sitting opposite and starting to eat.

The last time the two of them acted like this was when they were in an unknown town.

Song Xinci didn't know how to cook. She learned these skills when she was dressed up as a ugly maid in order to take care of her mother.

At that time, she sealed off her cultivation, refined her mind and became one with the Tao, and accompanied her mother through all the sufferings of the world.

Yun Yi said as he ate, "It still tastes the same as before."

Song Xinci's expression eased a little: "I'm feeling better now. I'll cook from now on, but you'll still be responsible for the firewood."

"That's easy to say."

"Ah."

"Well, how about taking out the fish in the pot and trying it?"

Song Xinci glared and said, "If you want to eat, serve it yourself!" As a cook, the cruelest thing is to serve failed food on the table. It is a mental torture.

Yun Yi didn't think so. It was rare for his wife to cook for him, so he treated her like a treasure.

Seeing Yun Yi enter the kitchen, busying around with a clatter of noise, and finally bringing out a dish of horrible fish, Song Xinci really wanted to poke out her eyes and pretend she couldn't see at all.

"It actually tastes pretty good." Yun Yi picked out the fish bones and ate the fish carefully. "Do you want to try it?"

"I won't eat it. I get angry just looking at it!"

"You probably didn't cook fish when you were in the nameless town."

"The family was very poor at that time. You have seen it before."

Yun Yi smiled and said, "I have seen it, and I was deeply impressed."

He picked out a piece of boneless fish belly and stuffed it into Song Xinci's mouth. His wife looked disgusted, but she still chewed it honestly for a few bites, and sighed that it tasted really good, finally reaching a self-reconciliation.

Yun Yi said, "Don't be impatient when cooking fish. Wait until the oil is hot before putting it in. And you have to be quick. Don't stir it around, otherwise it will turn out like this."

When he said this, his expression suddenly became serious.

Song Xinci noticed that something was wrong with Yun Yi, so she asked, "What's wrong?"

"It seems that cultivation is the same. Sometimes, the more anxious you are, the more you doubt your own realm, the more you should not mess around, otherwise you will become like this fish."

Even though Yun Yi had been exposed to the wind outside, Song Xinci still sensed the blood on him and said, "Killing is the same. Strike quickly and decisively. Hesitation will only make a mess."

Yun Yi was surprised and asked, "You can smell this?"

Song Xinci smiled: "Could it be the smell of blood left behind when I killed the fish?"

Yes, even if Yun Yi had lived two lives as a human, the blood on his hands would definitely not be as much as that of the Holy Maiden of the Demon Sect.

The righteous and the evil have been fighting for many years, and the Demon Sect is in disarray. Song Xinci actually understands the principle of "sword is a way to kill" better than Yun Yi.

So without waiting for Song Xinci to ask, Yun Yi told her everything that had happened today.

This included the old stories he heard from the sword servant, and the fact that he had just eradicated a killer organization called Tianyi Tower.

That group of people were bloodthirsty and would not be reasoned with, so Yun Yi had no choice but to kill the leader and personally choose a new leader for them, Ghost Young Master.

After hearing this, Song Xinci said, "I thought you had great insights."

Yun Yi quickly poured tea, looking like a student, "Madam, please speak."

"Since you've been to Fusheng Temple, have you ever heard an old Zen story? An old monk was traveling with his disciples. While bathing, he found a lot of bugs in the bathtub, so he asked the disciples to clean it up."

"I haven't heard of it. Go on."

"The disciple was confused. He thought cleaning would violate the precept of not killing. What should he do? The old monk told him, 'I only asked you to clean the bathtub. When did I ever ask you to kill?'"

Yun Yi suddenly felt as if his wife was shrouded in a Buddha's light.

Song Xinci asked, "Do you understand?"

Yun Yi replied, "My lady, what you mean is that as long as my heart is not set on killing, I can maintain my original intention even if I do something similar to killing."

Song Xinci shook her head.

Yun Yi: "Still wrong? Then what is the answer?"

Song Xinci said, "I mean, I want to take a bath! And our bathtub is infested with bugs!"

Yun Yi suddenly understood: "I understand. Madam, please go inside and rest. I will take care of them right away."

(End of this chapter)