Lord, your mask fell off

Chapter 1351 The demon who imprisoned her

After staying in the wooden house for another two days, Chu Qingyan felt that her body was recovering very slowly. In fact, in the past, the wind and cold would be cured within two days, but this time, for some reason, it took so long After such a long time, while thinking about it, he started to cough again, as if he wanted to cough up his entire lung.

At this moment, footsteps sounded outside, and she could hear that it was the old lady who came in.

as predicted--

"Girl, you're coughing again, drink this medicine quickly."

The medicinal soup with loquat aroma was handed to her, and Chu Qingyan gratefully accepted it.

During the past few days of getting along, she learned from the old woman that this place is halfway up Fengshan Mountain, and because the wooden house is built in a remote place, few people would pass by here except for the people who chop firewood.

Only then did she understand why Xu Jian arranged for her to recuperate here. This is indeed a safe place.

Seeing that she had finished drinking, the old woman went out again, saying that she wanted to make chicken soup for her to nourish her body.

Chu Qingyan felt very sorry. Raising poultry in a farm was not easy. Before the end of the year, chickens and ducks would not be slaughtered easily.They just met by chance, but this old man treated her like a granddaughter, which moved her very much.

Repeatedly telling the old man not to worry, the old man said that this is something entrusted to her by the master, and she must take good care of herself no matter what.

She was very helpless, the old lady kept her three words in vain, it seemed that she had been poisoned by a magic stick.

I don't know how long she was in a daze, but when she regained her senses, she found the person standing by the door.

I don't know how long he stood there, and how much he saw how embarrassing he was, Chu Qingyan said embarrassedly, "Why didn't you say anything when you arrived?"

He had already knocked on the door before, but she didn't hear her, but seeing her unnatural expression, he didn't poke it, and walked in with a smile, "The poor monk was noticed by the benefactor just as he entered the door."

Although I have corrected him many times and asked him to call her by my name, it is a pity that this person's brain is as stubborn as Muyu's, and in the end she just let him go, and she doesn't care what she likes to be called.

Chu Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the words, asked him to sit down, and poured him a cup of tea herself.

"How is your body recuperating these two days?" Seeing that she was able to land on the ground, Xu Jian asked casually.

She just wanted to say that she was almost fine, but her body sang against her, and began to cough violently, her eyes were red from coughing.

Seeing the hidden worry in this pupil, Xu Jian didn't know how to help her, so he could only quietly wait for her to return to normal.

When the breath was relieved, Chu Qing showed apologetic expression on his face, "This illness has come like a mountain, I made you laugh."

Xu Jian smiled slightly, "It's normal for people to suffer from illnesses, and donators don't have to feel sorry,"

Chu Qingyan nodded, as if he had listened to his comfort, "Thank you for taking care of me these two days."

"The person who takes care of you is an old man, and the poor monk dare not take credit." Xu Jian said with a smile.

She thought about it, but she still said, "The old man took care of me like this because of your face. In the final analysis, I still owe you a favor."

Xu Jian saw that she was so persistent, just smiled, stopped chatting on it, and changed the topic.

"Benefactor, do you have something on your mind?"

Chu Qingyan raised her head upon hearing the words, just in time to see her bewildered look in his clear eyes.

How did he see it?

She felt weird in her heart, but she didn't think it was weird when she thought that he was good at fortune-telling, that is, he could read people's hearts.

"Well, I worry about a lot of things." She nodded honestly.

Xu Jian frowned slightly, when he was standing by the door just now, he noticed her depression, it seemed that this was the crux of her long illness.

"After the rain is over, do you want to go out for a walk?" Xujian offered an invitation.

She was a little surprised, but remembering that she hadn't gone out since she came here, she agreed.

"Three years ago, the poor monk passed by here and met the old man. When he learned that her relatives had passed away, he placed her here."

Not knowing why he mentioned that old woman, Chu Qingyan blinked, and replied, "This place is beautiful, quiet and suitable for retirement. You have chosen a good place."

Having seen and heard the words, she said with a smile, "Actually, whether it is suitable for old age depends on the mentality of the old man. If she is immersed in the pain of the past, this place is just a cage for her to spend her days like years. But the poor monk is very fortunate that the old man is a person who can see Those who opened the door did not feel depressed because of the loss of their loved ones, they laughed often, and they were free from illness and disaster."

When she first listened, she could still remain calm, but later on, she couldn't help but want to twitch the corners of her mouth, as if the lines between the words were alluding to her.

"What do you want to say?"

Xu Jian raised his eyes, but his eyes did not fall on her body, but on the camellias blooming behind her, "Benefactor, you are drawing the ground as a prison."

She was stunned, she didn't expect him to tell the truth so bluntly.

At this time, Xu Jian's eyes moved away from the beautiful camellia, fell on the face in front of her, which was more delicate than a flower, and looked directly into her eyes calmly.

"Almsgiver, time flies by. Since what happened yesterday has passed, why let it disturb your mood, whether it is debt, self-blame or depression, life must go on, and the sun still rises and sets in the east. Don't let the things in your heart The cage hinders your progress, and finally becomes a heavier shackle."

Chu Qingyan was shocked by his words.

I don't know if it's because he often talks about the Dharma, all the principles are at his fingertips, but she has to admit that every word he said is in her heart.

Everything that happened in the past few days virtually destroyed her self-confidence.

She always thought that as long as she was willing to work hard and make progress, she would be able to stay with the big ice cube. She fantasized about standing shoulder to shoulder with him, and she didn't want to be his burden. barrier.

However, this hope was shattered by the storm.

She has always been protected, whether it is the big ice cube, the East Court, or the earth spirit and water spirit.

Dongting faced death alone because of her, while Tu Ling and Shui Ling were because of her uncertain life and death.

She can't help anyone, but she drags down those who are good for her.

In this hot summer, she felt cold all over, and she couldn't help but squat down slowly with her arms around her shoulders.

"Illusion, I have self-knowledge, I thought I could protect everyone, but in the end it turned into a burden, and it was I who implicated those who treated me sincerely."

Xu Jian was stunned by her desolate words. He knew that there was a cage in her heart, but he didn't know how deep he was imprisoned.

Looking at a woman who is only at a young age, but her brows and eyes are as vicissitudes as if they have been weather-beaten, her vainly peaceful heart is suddenly moved by the sadness that flashed across her eyes.

Her inner demon has already been born, if it is allowed to overflow, it will be difficult to pull her back in the future.

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