Chapter 50: She said softly, my chest hurts, Buddha...

Chapter 50: She said softly, my chest hurts, Buddha...

Yun Ranran bit the hawthorn, the sweet and crispy shell melted in her mouth, she swallowed it with a "gulp", and began to worry about Wuwang again, that guy was so impatient, she walked too far ahead by herself, she didn't dare to make too much noise They called him, after all, they were surrounded by monks from the City Lord's Mansion.

Worried that his steps were a little fast, the eyebrows were furrowed, and when he was about to call him, the candied haws were brought to his mouth again.

She froze for a moment, instinctively opened her mouth and took a bite.

The sweet caramel and the sour hawthorn meat slowly melted in the mouth, and the attention of the idea was completely between the mouth and tongue. After finally swallowing, the round red fruit wrapped in sugar shell was sent to the mouth again. side.

She called out "Brother" in a low voice.

Qinghe smiled: "Eat."

She couldn't dodge it, so she bit off another one, and just like that, he fed her as soon as she finished eating, and he continued to feed it all the way.

Just when she was really tired from chewing and wanted to take a break, Qing He stopped. She looked up and found Wu Wang standing not far away, circling around a tree.

This is here?

She belatedly realized that she had just eaten all the way, and she didn't have time to worry, and suddenly she was taken aback...

Did Qing and Senior Brother do it on purpose? Don't want her to distract her by thinking wildly?

She looked up at him, and he looked over with a smile, still looking lazy.

It must be her illusion, the senior brother should be interested in teasing her...

She walked out of Qinghe's arms, carefully sensed the call, and found that it was the same place where Wuwang stayed.

She walked up to the little monk.

The little monk pointed to the tree and said eagerly: "It should be nearby, but there is nothing here."

There were crackling sounds from a distance, it was the searching monks, they searched everywhere, and they were almost approaching.

He became even more anxious, feeling a little overwhelmed for a moment, and his eyes were red.

Yun Ranran patted him on the shoulder to comfort him, and walked around the tree a few times. Suddenly, he felt something, stretched out his hand and pressed it forward. Seeing that there was nothing there, he felt a piece of wood that was as soft as water waves. shield.

found it.

She greeted everyone: "Here, there is an enchantment."

Wuxuan stepped forward, a silver light flashed on his fingertips, and a gap was opened in the shield, and he entered inside first.

The little monk ran in after him.

Yun Ranran took a look at Xiao Qi and Qing He. Although the two lacked interest, they still followed up.

Yun Ranran plunged into the barrier.

It was dark and quickly lit up again.

She froze.

In front of you is a small bamboo courtyard, and the green bamboo exudes a delicate fragrance.

There is a crescent moon above the head, and the light silver frost illuminates the ground.

A tall peach tree in the courtyard is in full bloom, and the pink and white petals are crowded on the branches, and the breeze blows by, swirling one after another.

Sitting under the peach tree was a black figure, whose face could not be seen clearly, as if wrapped in a ball of fierce fire. The fierce fire was obviously extremely terrifying, but on that person, one could not feel fear.

He was leaning on the branch, with his head slightly lowered, as if he was asleep, and a wine jar rolled down beside the palm of his hand hanging on the ground.

His body was covered with peach blossoms, like a gentle funeral.

The little monk walked over stiffly, knelt down in front of him with the sound of "common", and he went to check the black shadow's breath, tears kept falling down.

He whispered: "He is dead."

After he finished speaking, the sadness kept coming up, and the tears fell down uncontrollably.

The little monk was crying very sadly, he cried and said: "Gao Zhuo is dead, Gao Zhuo is dead."

While talking, there was a sudden pause, and the whole person froze.

Yun Ranran was worried about him, so she ran over immediately, knelt down in front of him, and saw the shocked face of the little monk covered with tears.

Yun Ranran hurriedly asked: "What's wrong?"

The little monk held her hand tightly, trembling so that he couldn't speak, and after a long time, he gritted his teeth and said those few words.

"Gao Zhuo, I am Gao Zhuo."

After speaking, the tears burst again.

·

【Eight years ago · Happy days】

I am Gao Zhuo, on the day I fell into the abyss covered in mud, I met Wu Wang.

Wu Wang is the most comfortable person I have ever met, he is not angry at all, he is willing to listen to everyone's voice.

When I complained to him, he always listened carefully. Sometimes he just looked at you without talking, and you would feel very at ease.

Those black eyes were gentle and watery, as if saying, I'm always here.

He is tolerant and open-minded. Sometimes I feel that I am special in his eyes, and sometimes I feel that I am just a lot of beings he has cared about, just like everyone else.

Later, I went to worship Buddha in a temple, and I felt that God's eyes were nothing more than this.

He taught me bit by bit, and pulled me out of the mud. He told me the stories of the distant places, the long-distance horses and the snow-covered mountains beyond the Great Wall.

I practiced harder, and I wanted to visit the places he mentioned, and I wanted to know what God liked.

I was sad for a long time when he left, I wanted him to stay, but I knew he wouldn't stay.

He is a merciful God, he loves the world, but never favors.

I was lucky enough to meet him in my life.

Later in the Great Tribulation of Xiaoyaotian, I joined the city guard army. I was not afraid of life and death, and went to battle to kill the enemy. I had no relatives and friends, and I was alone. I didn't know who I was protecting, but I tried my best.

I think it is probably because those children are no longer like me, living in such pain.

In order not to repeat my fate, and for them to grow up well.

I want to wait for the end of the war to go to the place where there is no nonsense.

But I didn't expect that what was waiting for me was such a hopeless and real ending.

This life seemed like a joke, my efforts and dreams were worthless, and I was stepped into the mud as soon as I stood up.

The world is so absurd and desperate, it tears my heart to the point of blood.

The brother beside him was crying while struggling, probably thinking of his wife standing in front of the door waiting for him to come home.

I gradually lose my hearing, my consciousness fades away, and I can only make a hissing sound from my throat when I want to say anything. It won't take long before I will completely degenerate into a demented monster.

The bows and arrows on the city wall are all pointing at us, and the arrows exude a dazzling cold light.

I heard a "shooting arrow".

Afterwards, countless sounds of piercing through the air were heard, and arrows and shooting stars rushed towards us.

If the living world is like this, then I will never come here again.

Just when the arrow was about to pierce my viscera, I heard a faint Sanskrit sound, and then someone stood in front of me.

He has a light aroma of wine and the milky aroma of rosewood, which are familiar to me.

I saw him chanting in a low voice, and a light-colored Buddha lotus appeared in front of him. Those arrows stopped in the air for an instant, and when he pressed his eyes, the arrows flew towards the direction they came from, as if being swept back by a strong wind .

Those who had just shot arrows screamed and fell under the city wall.

The arrogant and domineering Tang You also changed his face in an instant.

I saw that the sky suddenly changed color because of my innocent walk, black clouds covered the entire sky, strong winds blew up, the city walls could barely support, and bricks and stones continued to fall off and fly out.

And the top of the head is even more frightening. Countless broken swords and stumps suddenly protrude from the blackness, and **** chains are tied to the ferocious evil spirits.

This is a scene from hell.

Tang You planned to run away at the first moment, but the moment he bit the tip of his tongue to increase his spiritual power, he was caught by the black Buddha lotus.

He roared in horror.

Then I saw the usually gentle Buddha walking towards him with a long black knife.

The tip of the knife dragged the floor, walking extremely slowly.

Tang You really felt the fear, and he desperately wanted to break free from the restraint, but the Buddha lotus buckle was extremely tight, blood dripping from his struggle, and it still didn't loosen at all.

Just when Tang You was terrified and helplessly collapsed, Fozi finally walked in front of him.

I heard Tang You begging for mercy and cursing heart-piercingly, and saw that the Buddha was unmoved at all, raised his long knife indifferently, and slashed at him fiercely.

I heard the sound of the long knife cutting into the flesh, and the sound of blood splashing, and I saw Buddha raised the knife again and slashed at him again.

Tang You was silent.

There was silence, no one dared to speak.

The Buddha dropped the knife and made a crisp sound, and everyone's hearts trembled.

He smiled and walked towards me unsteadily.

His gray monk robe was covered with blood, and his pretty face was also stained with a striking red.

I looked at him in bewilderment, and hid back.

He held my face in his blood-stained hands and asked softly, "Are you afraid of me?"

I shook my head desperately, and there was an unpleasant hissing sound in my throat. I was anxious and sad, and tears fell down.

I want to tell him that I am not afraid of him, I have gradually lost my mind, and I am afraid that I will hurt him.

He looked at me for a moment, then smiled with curved eyes: "You are a good boy."

I obviously didn't say anything, but he seemed to understand. I ran away from his side, not wanting him to see me like this.

He lowered his eyes and asked me: "What do you want to do in the future?"

I thought miserably, what else can I do with my appearance?

But he smiled: "Think about it slowly, the days are still very long."

I didn't understand and looked at him blankly, but he suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed it on top of my head.

What is he doing? I didn't understand, but I suddenly found that my consciousness gradually came back, and the abnormal changes in my body were gradually disappearing. I turned to look at the brothers around me, and their eyes gradually became clear.

Is he saving me? By the way, with his supernatural powers, he will definitely be able to dispel the anger in all of us.

I looked at him gratefully, but found that his eyes gradually became cloudy.

But there are many things in my mind that don't belong to me. Sometimes I remember my name is Gao Zhuo, and sometimes I remember my name is Wu Wang. I sensed something was wrong and wanted to push his hand away, but I heard him say: "Little monk. A few days ago, I made a fortune for you. You and these brothers will die at this very moment.

"The little monk came in a hurry, but it was too late, and I realized that fate is such a hopeless thing."

"But, God doesn't want me to change it, I want to change it."

"Because God doesn't know how good you are."

I seem to understand and I don’t seem to understand. I feel so uncomfortable. I always feel that he will pay a huge price for doing this. I desperately want to pull his hand away, but it doesn’t work at all. The delusional memories grew more and more, and I finally understood what he had done.

Change fate against the sky.

He exchanged his fate for me.

He accepted my fate to die and let me live with his fate.

I don't understand, I'm just such a waste, I have nothing, I am looked down upon by everyone, and I will die in the mud at any time, but he is such a god, why would he do such a thing.

I cried and begged him to let go, saying I wasn't worth it.

But he laughed and said, "You're not as bad as you said."

"The little monk is small and insignificant, not worth the Tao."

"You are the goodwill that should be preserved."

"You finally came here, how can you leave with such regret."

I couldn't stop crying, I saw him slowly being surrounded by fierce fire, I saw him gradually lose the smile he once had.

Those compassionate, god-like eyes.

It finally disappeared before my eyes.

·

The little monk hugged Wuwang's body, weeping uncontrollably.

Yun Ranran pieced together the truth from the broken voice of the little monk. Later, Wu Wang completely lost his sanity and turned into a ghost. He should have died on the spot instead of Gao Zhuo, but he was against the heavens and was destined to suffer more torture.

He turned into a ghost, but his life was forcibly continued. He was made to be oblivious, to kill recklessly, to be the most unbearable version of himself, and to die in the disgust and spurn of everyone.

He fled into the Xiaoyao Mountains, and used up his last ounce of rationality to seal himself in the enchantment.

Occasionally when I am awake, I think about **** myself.

This is a cage from which no matter how crazy one goes, one cannot escape.

This is cruel and lonely punishment.

It was his long and hopeless funeral.

Yun Ranran's eyes turned red silently, how many people like this are there in the world?

The monk is aloof and thinks that mortals are mediocre and useless, but he has such supernatural powers, but he has exchanged his life for mortals who are struggling in the world.

How can there be such a soft-hearted god, so that people just think about it and feel that it is a good thing to live.

After her mood gradually calmed down, Yupei suddenly started to feel hot.

[Obtain the innocent memory fragment - Nirvana]

[Congratulations on getting the reward - Wuwang Peach Blossom Brew]

[Please make persistent efforts. 】

She was taken aback, innocent memory fragments? again? Inaction is the fire of karma, and inaction is Nirvana, so what is the relationship between them?

Moreover, Wuwei is dead, and Wuwang is also dead...

What is Wuwang's Peach Blossom Brew? She took a closer look, and there was a row of small characters below [can perform a mission divination].

Can a task divination be performed? Does it refer to her strategy mission? This is a good thing, put it away first, she stuffed the small bottle of wine into the storage bag, turned to look at Wu Xuan, and found that he was looking at Wu Wang silently.

Before Yun Ranran asked, he said, "This Wu Wang is my junior brother."

Yun Ranran sighed secretly, Wuxuan must be very sad to find a junior brother to die, right? She stepped forward and stood beside him silently.

Wuxuan lowered his eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yun Ranran replied: "I don't know how to comfort you. It seems that everything I say is pale, so I have to stand here. If you are unhappy, tell me."

Wuxuan smiled and said, "I'm fine, don't worry."

Yun Ranran nodded, but didn't leave. She looked at Wuwang, and inexplicably felt that Wuwei and Wuwang were somewhat similar. After careful calculation, if Wuwei hadn't died at that time, wouldn't it be Wuwang's age in the past few years?

She couldn't help asking Wuxuan: "Do you really have two juniors, Wuwei and Wuwang?"

Wuxuan said: "Yes."

This is confusing and confusing.

Suddenly footsteps came from outside, it was the monks from the City Lord's Mansion approaching, Yun Ranran knew it was time to go, so she stepped forward to help Gao Zhuo up.

With a gust of wind, everything in the courtyard began to dissipate.

The peach blossoms, the bamboo courtyard, and the figures under the peach blossom trees all turned into dust and drifted away with the wind.

As if it never existed.

Everyone avoided the monks of the City Lord's Mansion and went down the mountain.

The little monk was too sad to walk well, Yun Ranran wanted to help, but Wuxuan stretched out his hand to take it.

The little monk wiped away his tears, walked together with Wuxuan, the milky scent of rosewood wood was constantly coming from around him, the familiar feeling made him feel sad, he couldn't help but look up at the people around him.

It was a person he had never seen before, but those eyes always made him feel familiar.

This Buddha seems gentle, but in fact he is much colder and distant compared to Wuwang.

But he still couldn't help approaching him.

With a calm face, Fozi only glanced at him lightly and did not drive him away.

He was so moved that he almost shed tears, and he didn't even know why.

Yun Ranran walked behind, and said strangely: "Buddhas don't usually let people touch them, why did the little monk get so close today?"

Xiao Qi came up, dissatisfied: "I don't want anyone to touch me either."

Yun Ranran pinched his face, proudly said: "Didn't you touch it?"

Xiao Qi grabbed her wrist, pulled her and put it on her body, raised her eyebrows: "If you have the ability, you touch it elsewhere."

Yun Ranran blushed, quickly withdrew her hand, and glared at him viciously.

Qing He walked beside her, and asked with a smile, "How do you know he won't be touched?"

Yun Ranran froze, you can't say I tried it, can you? Lian said, "I guess."

Qing He looked at her, and she looked away guiltily.

He suddenly reached out, clasped her neck and pulled her into his arms, then squeezed a wild fruit and stuffed it into her mouth.

Her mouth was stuffed cold for no reason, and she bit it without knowing what it was, and the sweet juice overflowed her mouth in an instant. It was indeed delicious, but why did Qing and senior brother feed her again?

She said: "Brother, the matter has been resolved, I don't worry anymore, don't deliberately divert my attention."

But Qinghe came to feed him again. She opened her mouth cautiously and took it away lightly without touching his hand.

Qing He whispered: "This time it's not for that."

She looked up at him blankly.

Qing He said slowly: "I simply don't want to listen to you."

Yun Ranran: ...

Before she had time to protest, the wild fruit was stuffed again, and she said in a muffled voice, "Have you washed it..."

Qing He frankly: "No."

Yun Ranran: ...

Everyone avoided the monks of the City Lord's Mansion all the way, and then went down the mountain.

They went back to Xiaoyaotian's house together, a group of children were waiting in the yard, Wuchang saw his senior brother with a little monk, he was surprised, even felt aggrieved.

"Brother, where did you bring back a little monk whose origin is unknown?"

Wu Xuan ignored him.

Wuchang refused to accept it, and said angrily: "You don't let me touch you on weekdays, what are you doing today...you are not right..."

Wuxuan didn't bother to pay attention to him, let go of Gao Zhuo, turned around and entered his bedroom.

Yun Ranran thought, he must have gone in to change clothes, he really didn't like people touching him, and for some reason he treated Gao Zhuo differently.

But she found Wuxuan's second junior brother, and now she wants to know how many good brothers he has.

After running around all night, everyone was tired, so they all went to bed early.

Yun Ranran sat in the room, pondering over the strategy mission, secretly cheering herself up.

At this moment, Wuxuan must have a lot of ups and downs. She chose this time to comfort him, and she should be able to leave a deep impression on him.

In fact, except for the last time when Wuxuan inexplicably took away her hawthorn, they had almost never touched each other. This time should be a good opportunity for a breakthrough.

She let out a long breath, quietly pushed open the door, walked to Wuxuan Gate, carefully identified the room number, and after confirming that she had gone the right way, she lightly knocked on the door.

Wuxuan's voice came from inside the door: "Come in."

She pushed open the door and saw that Wuxuan had lit the lamp and was reading a booklet, which looked like scriptures, he raised his eyes and saw her, and put down the booklet.

She walked in, closed the door with her backhand, then went to sit beside him, suppressed the tension in her heart, and asked softly, "Are you really okay about your junior brother?"

Wuxuan thought for a while, then said in a gentle voice, "It's actually not very good."

Seeing his slender hands resting on the table, Yun Ranran suddenly flashed in her mind what Hong Ling taught her, she should pretend to be in a hurry and cover it directly, but she tried hard for a long time, but she didn't have the courage, she clenched and loosened her fingers, and finally put it aside. Back on his lap, in order to ease the atmosphere, he said, "Then do you want to have a drink with me?"

Wuxuan smiled and said, "Okay."

Yun Ranran took out several jars of Qiulubai that had been prepared earlier, stacked them neatly on the table, and then opened one jar and handed it to him.

Wuxuan took two cups and filled them up.

The warm candles were beeping, the doors and windows were closed, and the atmosphere in the room was inexplicably eager.

Yun Ranran became nervous for no reason, raised the glass and poured himself a glass first.

After drinking a cup, he remembered Hongling's guidance, and immediately said artificially: "Why is it so hot in this room." While talking, he opened his neckline.

The delicate collarbone white dazzles the eyes.

Wuxuan smiled as before, drank his own glass, and then filled it up for the two of them.

His eyes didn't stay on her collarbone at all, he just asked with a smile: "So the girl came here to comfort me?"

Yun Ranran said calmly on the surface: "Yes." But he was somewhat frustrated in his heart, how could this guy not be moved at all? Is she that unattractive? Then he secretly tore it open again.

But the gentle Buddha was as peaceful as before, and he didn't even mess up that smile.

How can she bear this, it's all here...

She poured the wine from the glass into her stomach again, and stood up with the strength of the wine.

"I'm here to refill the Buddha's wine."

Wuxuan drank the wine in the glass and handed the glass to her.

She approached him slowly, remembering Hongling's closeness and not touching, she kept trying to adjust the distance, and finally found a good position, so she deliberately lowered her waist and got very close to him, she didn't know if he was fascinated by her Well, she only knew that the smell of milk on his body made her dizzy.

Intentionally or unintentionally, she pressed her red lips to his cheeks, and then quickly withdrew them. After pouring the wine, she looked at him seriously, trying to see a hint of confusion in his eyes.

It's a pity that the man is very calm, his breathing is steady, his smile is warm, and he doesn't move.

This concentration is too good, what else can she do? This is already all of her skills, and she was in tears when she said it. Before she could learn it, she was interrupted by Xiao Qi, which made her grades so poor now.

Then you can't admit defeat, come here...

She drank the bitter wine in the glass, and Wuxuan poured her another glass.

Yun Ranran racked his brains to think about what else could be used, so he leaned over to Wuxuan with the bench under his buttocks, and said bravely: "I have a chest pain recently, can Master Buddha show me?"

After she finished speaking, she moved closer to him.

The cold Buddha smiled, and handed her the scriptures he had just read.

She foolishly took it in her hand, and after a closer look, it turned out to be a medical book, and she looked at Wuxuan in dismay.

Wuxuan motioned her to turn over two pages, pointed there and said, "Read it, this is about chest pain."

Holding the booklet in both hands, she closed and opened her eyes in despair. Yun Ranran was such an unattractive woman who came to her door and was taught to read medical books by hand.

Wuxuan raised his wine glass, smiled and said, "Look carefully, and ask me if you don't understand."

She was suffering in her heart, but she didn't dare to show it too clearly, so she had to really read that page, and the more she read it, the more painful it became.

Just when her mind was full of chaos, her shoulders and neck suddenly felt cold, she couldn't help shivering slightly, and the smell of wine floated to her nose, she was about to turn her head to look, but she heard a faint "don't move."

It was Wuxuan, when did he stand behind him?

The man's gentle voice rang in his ears.

"Little monk just accidentally spilled wine, don't move around, or it will wet my book."

She really didn't dare to move.

But when she thought of Wuxuan standing behind her, she became hot for no reason, she whispered: "Then find a handkerchief to wipe it for me..."

Before she finished speaking, she felt the warm tip of her tongue lightly land on her shoulder, and with tingling warmth, it swept away the drop of wine.

My mind went blank.

The wet and soft touch tore her sanity to pieces in an instant.

The skin all over her body turned red in an instant.

Just when she was in a daze, she heard the man chuckle deliberately.

"What are you shaking?"