Long live my wife [rebirth]

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"Miss Xie said before that she didn't want to have unreasonable expectations, but now she is asking Pindao to tell you when Lu Zhongling will come back." The old man swept the whisk down, and said helplessly, "This feeling of being entangled in your heart is what you want." chaos."

Xie Zhaoyu's eyes were moist for some reason, she looked at the old man and said slowly: "Clouds are in the blue sky, water is in the bottle, everything has its own destiny."

"Just wait in peace."

When Xie Zhaoyu heard it, his hands were limply hanging by his sides, and it took him a while to reply with a bitter word: "Okay."

"Go back." Seeing that she had understood, the old man swept the whisk aside, and in an instant a white horse came galloping from a distance.

Xie Chaoyu was speechless, and after a while he spoke again: "If the Taoist priest can give me a few words with Zhong Ling, I will be very grateful."

The old man didn't speak, Xie Zhaoyu still said slowly: "Just say that I miss her very much. It's Chinese New Year. If she wants to come back, I will pick her up myself."

"Also... If, if she doesn't blame me, just say a few words to me." Xie Zhaoyu raised his head with a wry smile, "Otherwise, it would be too much for me to sit under the lilac tree and talk to her about incomprehensible things every day." Stupid no."

"Miss Xie, why did you say that?" The corner of the old man's mouth held a kind smile, before Xie Zhaoyu could speak again, he stretched out his fingers and grabbed the air abruptly--a few lavender lilac petals were immediately caught by him caught in the fingertips.

"This..." Xie Zhaoyu looked at the lilac petals that came from nowhere.

"Didn't Ms. Xie ask her a question last night?" The old man put the petals in her cold palm and said warmly, "This is her answer."

The author has something to say: The allusion of "the wind blows and the flag moves" is quoted.

If I'm still in good spirits after playing the game, there should be another update.

Chapter 48

The soft petals are spread flat on the palm, and the tender purple color is incompatible with this season, but it seems so real.

Xie Zhaoyu's pupils suddenly became wet, as if soaked in the snow of this winter, she gently stroked the petals with the index finger of the other hand, her voice trembling, she thought for a long time before she said in a daze: "So , so she heard last night..."

"Then why didn't she come out to see me, and let me sit alone beside her..." Xie Zhaoyu raised his head, and asked the old man in a panic: "Master Daoist, Zhong Ling, she can hear me, so why didn't she come out, what did she do?" I can't bear to see me sitting on the icy snow all the time..."

"Her spiritual energy is not fully gathered, and she can't come out, otherwise it will easily destroy her spiritual root," Dao Chang said earnestly: "If Miss Xie is really for her benefit, go back and wait."

Xie Zhaoyu was stunned, and then said in a hoarse voice: "...Okay, I'll go back now."

With snow wrapped around his knees and the cold wind blowing, Xie Zhaoyu rode on his horse and thanked the old man. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly thought of something and turned around and said, "There is one more thing I want to ask the boss."

"Miss Xie, please tell me."

"How will the Taoist priest deal with Liufan's matter?"

"Naturally there will be no selfishness, please rest assured that Miss Xie." The old man said.

"Okay." Xie Zhaoyu nodded, tightened the rein in his hand, and said with his lips parted: "Thank you for your guidance today, I will go back first."

"Miss Xie, go slowly."

The horse neighed and left with rapid steps.The old man watched Xie Chaoyu's back leave, then looked at the foggy weather, and with a wave of his hand, the fog on the other side of the day dissipated instantly, and in the distance, the whitish skyline appeared.The old man raised his slightly cloudy eyes, put the fly whisk on his sleeve, and muttered something, when suddenly a gust of wind blew, making people unable to open their eyes.

When I looked at the place again, the person had disappeared.

The inside of Baiji Temple was filled with smog, and the fragrance made people feel a little dizzy.Liufan was sitting alone in the dark room, beside the oil lamp that was almost exhausted, the wick in it was flickering non-stop.

It was bright outside, but this dark room needed candles to see things clearly.His master locked him in this room because he didn't want him to be influenced by the outside world, and just wanted him to repent here.

Liufan rubbed the ink with his left hand, and gently opened the scroll with his right hand. The Adam's apple on his neck rolled up and down slightly. When he raised his eyes, he saw that the first page of the scroll had only one sentence written in meaningful characters-"Saints are not benevolent."

"Heaven and earth are not benevolent, they regard all things as straw dogs; sages are not benevolent, they regard the common people as straw dogs." Liu Fan remembered this sentence, he put down the pen and paper in his hand, held the scroll and read it carefully.

That day the master casually threw the scroll next to the incense burner to him. It was not unreasonable. He was locked in the dark room of group xone xone xzero xeight xone xseven x nine xfive xone all day long, with only one candle to accompany him. , It is really suffocating.He knew that this was the master's punishment for him, but he was also thinking, if the master really didn't want to protect him, he would have removed his bones and soul, how could he be allowed to stay here so comfortably?

Liufan was thinking about it, when suddenly, the stone door was pushed open with a "squeak", and heavy footsteps stepped in. Liufan turned around, and it was his gray-haired master.

He stood up and called out hoarsely, "Master."

"How's the past room going?" Master Liufan asked as he put the fly whisk in his hand on the stone table beside him.

This dark room is called the Room of Thoughts. There is no light throughout the year. It is claustrophobic and dark, damp and cold. Only by burning candles can one see things clearly.Liufan has been here more than once.When he made mistakes when he was a child, his master would lock him in here to contemplate his mistakes behind closed doors, and he became a regular visitor here.But this time was different. Master had never locked him up for such a long time before.

The old man approached his apprentice by the candlelight, and said again: "I asked you to copy the book, why did you open the scroll? What were you doing before?"

"Tu'er is dull and can't read books." Liufan said in a muffled voice.

The old man glanced at the scroll on the table before he opened the first page. On that page, there was only a sentence written with a black brush, saints are not benevolent.

"Saints are not benevolent, have you seen it?" The old man asked, holding the candle flames together with his palm.

"Look." Liufan nodded, his originally black eyes had become empty due to day and night fatigue.

"Let's talk about it." The old man sat in front of the stone table.

Liufan was silent for a while, looked at the old man's face, and found that there was no wave on the master's face, just as calm as when he first came in, so he hesitated and said: "I understand that the world and the saints are ruthless and ungrateful, and treat everything in the world as nothing." Trampling like a straw dog."

A drop of wax oil spilled from the candle wick in the room, flowing from the lamp holder to the table.

The old man fixedly looked at Liufan's face, finally sighed, and said, "You bind yourself to revenge and hatred all the time, and what you understand is the most undesirable thing."

"Heaven and earth don't act emotionally, and treat all things equally. Saints don't act emotionally, and treat the people equally." The old man got up and walked slowly to Liufan's side, "This is the real meaning of this sentence. The master treats you the same, you do If you make a mistake, you will not correct it, and the law of nature treats all things equally, so Master is powerless."

The more he said this, the more Liufan felt shuddering all over his body. He looked at the master as if he was looking at a stranger.

"I also want to tell you, the teacher, that your parents died in Xie's house that year. It was actually just a coincidence." The old man said slowly: "Monsters are born with a doom, and whether they can escape depends entirely on God's will. The catastrophe is the sky thunder, even if he is not caught by the people of Xie Mansion, he will die due to the serious injury of the spirit body."

"Lu Zhongling shouldn't have suffered such a catastrophe. You caused it alone." The old man swept the dust off Liufan's shoulders and said, "You are my disciple, so naturally I won't let you suffer too much." , but it is impossible to transform into a human form again."