God's Domain Flying Snow

Chapter 182 The Heavenly Censor Is Not a Passerby (8)
Kicking several people away, Si Shen walked into the main room with his head held high, and then looked up at Lu Tingkong who was sitting on the main seat.

"Master!" The disciple who was disadvantaged in guarding got up in a panic, but he still did not forget to raise his sword to be on guard and surrounded Si Shen.

"Can't you choose a quieter way to come in?" Lu Tingkong looked at Sishen intently, and said this casually, in such a familiar tone that his disciples were a little surprised.

"Are you asking me to come and break through the empty door at night?" Si Shen raised his eyebrows and looked at Lu Tingkong. Wink.

Standing aside, Chu Xuan raised his forehead slightly, and then looked up at the disciples surrounding Sishen in a room. While Chu Xuan waved his hand to let people disperse, the disciples looked at each other suspiciously, until Chu Xuan became impatient. shouted.

"What are you still doing in a daze? Go out." As soon as Chu Xuan finished speaking, the disciples who were still hesitant at first saluted and walked out in a file. In the end, only Si Shen and Lu Tingkong were left, because Chu Xuan also left with his disciples up.

Before leaving, Chu Xuan stood at the door, looked at Si Shen by closing the door, and when Si Shen noticed it, he turned around and closed the door tightly.

Looking back, Si Shen raised his head and looked at Lu Tingkong who was sitting there without moving. The two looked at each other, and at the same time as Si Shen snorted coldly, he also took out the Medicine King's Book from his arms, and then He shook his hand and threw it out.

Grabbing the Medicine King Sutra with a wave of his hand, Lu Ting glanced at the ground with raised eyebrows. The three characters of the Medicine King Sutra were vivid in his memory, so he couldn't help but read the book carefully for a while, and then put the book away with the corners of his mouth slightly raised. On the table, and then pressed it hard with his hands, it seemed that only in this way could he suppress his surging emotions.

"Where did you get it from?" Lu Tingkong asked calmly as he hadn't received any special rumors recently. Was it because the man had put in enough effort, or the other party didn't want everyone to know.

"Is this important?" Si Shen replied indifferently, looking like that, there was no meaning to explain.

"It's not that important." Lu Tingkong withdrew his gaze slightly, and turned to glance at the King of Medicine Sutra on the table, and the hand on it could not help but clenched into a fist.

"That's fine. I've done what I promised you. When will you do what you promised me?" Si Shen looked at Lu Tingkong and narrowed his eyes, thinking of what they had agreed to that day.

"There's only one book, what do you think?" Lu Ting looked at Si Shen with raised eyebrows, but he couldn't hear much sincerity in his words, but Si Shen sneered.

"I don't have any. It's good to think about it." While Si Shen was speaking, people also rushed up. While Lu Tingkong was frowning, Si Shen also snatched back the Medicine King Sutra from Lu Tingkong's hand, and stood Not far away squinted over.

"It seems that the big tonic pill has a good effect." Lu Tingkong couldn't help raising his eyebrows when he thought about the deal with Sishen and the message brought back by Qingshan.

"It's the same even if you don't have one." Si Shen said with a cold snort, and slapped the Medicine King Sutra on the table next to him.

"That's what the Cangjing Pavilion specially came for you. If I had known you were so disdainful, I wouldn't have wasted it so much." Lu Tingkong glanced at the Medicine King Sutra that was slapped on the table by Si Shen.

"That's your own business." That is to say, the matter is one by one, Si Shen looked at Lu Tingkong coldly, and became a little impatient and tensed his nerves.

"You're right to say that." When Lu Tingkong finished speaking, before Sishen could react, Lu Tingkong had already stopped in front of Sishen. At the moment Sishen was surprised, Lu Tingkong grabbed Sishen's medicine king After retreating not far away, before Si Shen counterattacked, Lu Tingkong forced Si Shen back with a palm.

"Young man, be more patient!" Lu Tingkong looked down at the Medicine King Sutra in his hand, and before Si Shen caught up, he turned and hid in the corridor leading to the back room, making Si Shen who was chasing him look cold, But before he could make any move, he was stopped by Chu Xuan who suddenly appeared.

Si Shen exuded the aura of killing Xiao Xiao all over his body, staring at Chu Xuan as if ready to open the ring of killing at any moment, which made Chu Xuan also be on guard for a while.

"Master will definitely do what he promised you, why don't you wait a few more days." Chu Xuan thought of the recent open and secret fight with Lingxiaobao, the time the master said should be coming soon.

"You mean to ask me to wait? Until when?" Si Shen glared at Chu Xuan in a bad temper, thinking of the coming winter and the snow-capped scenery, he really hated it from the bottom of his heart.

"Soon." Chu Xuan was able to answer only this one sentence, which made Si Shen almost draw Ni Buddha, but forcibly endured under Chu Xuan's unwavering gaze.

Si Shen took a deep breath, feeling uncomfortable in his heart and had nowhere to vent. He glanced at the place where Lu Tingkong disappeared from a distance, and Si Shen flew away from the corridor without looking back, making Chu Xuan sigh in his heart.

Following the direction Si Shen was looking at before, Chu Xuan's gaze finally stopped at the staircase leading to the second floor, and finally stopped at the room in the corner of the second floor that no one was allowed to approach for years, but that was all, and then Just like when it appeared, it quietly disappeared from the field of vision.

Lu Tingkong stood in the room, and with a wave of his hand, the originally closed window opened out, and while the sun was shining all over the place, it also illuminated the picture of a lady on the wall.

Lu Tingkong just looked at the woman in the portrait, staring intently.

Tightly pinching the King of Medicine Sutra in his hand, the force that almost penetrated into the flesh was Lu Tingkong's unbearable grief.He almost crushed the King of Medicine Sutra with all his strength, but he couldn't let Lu Tingkong shake it hard, and smashed the King of Medicine Sutra against the wall like this.

So what if we have the Medicine King Sutra?After all, a person cannot be resurrected after death. If it was not because of the King of Medicine Sutra, how could this woman have become a tool for being used by others, how could she have caused a murderous disaster, and how could...

"You said that there is no need for hatred in the world, but I don't know what else to use to convince myself to live except hatred. Tell me, why did things become like this?" Lu Tingkong looked up at the woman in the portrait with a mournful face. The smile is still the same, the face in the painting is still the same, but it is the past that can never be touched again.

With a cold smile, Lu Tingkong lowered his head and glanced at the King of Medicine Scripture lying in the corner. Thinking of Sishen's slightly anxious appearance just now, he couldn't help but look up at the woman in the portrait.

"Sure enough, I'm not a good person! It's obviously pointless to torment those juniors. I can feel the pain of separation more than anyone else, but after all, it's better not to see others." Even at his age, Lu Tingkong endured I couldn't help laughing at myself.

"If you're still here, you should be talking about me again! I want to hear it, but I can't hear it anymore." The regret in Lu Tingkong's voice, accompanied by a touch of sadness, formed a strong contrast with the smiling woman in the picture. contrast.

Walking to the corner, Lu Tingkong bent down and picked up the Medicine King Sutra on the ground, and then walked to the portrait. The Guqin, which had been covered with a thick layer of dust since no one had touched it, was accompanied by Lu Tingkong waving his sleeves. As the dust flies away to reveal the former Zhaohua, while Lu Tingkong caresses the strings, there is a crisp sound.

The familiar melody lingered in his ears as if it had never been far away, and the intermittent melodious sound made Lu Tingkong's face even sadder. Mystery.

However, Lu Tingkong seemed to know it a long time ago. He stretched out his hand and pulled out the wooden board under the guqin. It turned out to be a shallow drawer, and there were not many things in it, only two booklets. In the same way, he put the Medicine King's Book in his hand together.

(End of this chapter)