Together, they fought against bandits who were on the road, together they eliminated demons and monsters that harmed ordinary people, together they slept in a cannibalistic black shop in the wilderness, and together they saved a city from plague and cholera...
From Yan Baibai's perspective, it was like watching a fast-forwarded movie, but she could still clearly sense the emotional shifts between the two. As they approached the demon realm, Tu Shanqing gradually grew silent, "holding" her emotions in check. On the other hand, the ruthless Buddhist disciple's gaze gradually became less innocent as he looked at Tu Shanqing.
This subtle change may not have been noticed by the two protagonists themselves, or they may have subconsciously ignored it, except for her who was the third person.
Finally, the two arrived at the border area between Yuyin Sect and Tianji Pavilion - Futian River.
"If the Futian River continues to be overfished like this, no more monsters will be born in the Futian River within a hundred years." The ruthless Buddhist held Tu Shanqing, who had turned back into her original form, as they stood by the surging river. His tone was flat, and he said this without any regret.
"Father said this is a problem all monsters not born in the monster world have to face." Tu Shanqing poked a furry head out from Jueqing Buddhist's arms, her tone very melancholy: "Jueqing, do you have any way to save the monsters in Futian River?"
"Either humans give up the benefits they've gained and stop fishing in the river." Jueqing Buddhist reached out and stroked the fox's head in his arms. A hint of tenderness flashed in his drooping eyes. When he looked at the surface of the Futian River again, his eyes were cold again: "Or, the demons in the Futian River join forces and kill the humans working in the river, so that they dare not go into the river to fish again."
"Ah..." Tu Shanqing sighed, "This is too difficult."
"It's impossible for humans to give up the benefits they have obtained. And the monsters in Futian River who have some ability have already left. After all, this place is very close to the monster world, and the monsters can have a better life in the monster world."
Jueqing Buddha reached out and scratched the fox's chin. Seeing it shake its head and curl its lips, he continued, "Even if the remaining little demons in Futian River could resist the humans on the river, they wouldn't dare to do anything."
"Why?" Tu Shanqing really didn't understand this.
"If the demon tribe dares to cause a loss of life, they will be strangled by the nearby sects." Jueqing Buddhist smiled, his tone flat, as if he was used to this kind of thing. "It's better to be able to endure and survive than to lose your life."
After waiting for a long time, Jueqing Buddhist saw that the fox in his arms did not make any more sounds, so he held it and walked slowly upstream along the river.
There were sounds of gentle wind, gurgling water, birds singing, and occasionally sighs coming from the fox's mouth.
Seeing this scene, Yan Baibai understood that the heartless Buddhist would take care of this matter.
The two did a lot of good things along the way, and the one who contributed the most was naturally Jueqing Fuzi, and behind every thing was Tu Shanqing's instigation.
Yan Baibai understood that Tu Shanqing did this not only out of kindness, but also for a more important reason, which was to help Jueqing Buddhist Son. She hoped that Jueqing Buddhist Son would do as many good deeds as possible before entering the demon world, so as to help him survive the test of Foshan Temple.
But, can you really deceive the people in Foshan Temple if it is not out of kindness from the heart?
Yan Baibai felt that things would not be that simple, but the ruthless Buddhist was not eliminated by Foshan Temple, which proved that her plan was successful.
Before she could figure out the mystery, the ruthless Buddhist finally couldn't stand Tu Shanqing's sighs anymore.
"Tushan, why are you so concerned about the demons in Futian River? Your fox tribe shouldn't have any relatives living in the water, right?"
"It would be fine if I hadn't encountered them, but now that I have seen them, I can't help but feel sad for them. I also know that I am weak and have no ability, so I can only feel anxious in my heart." Tu Shanqing was in a low mood.
"You've been thinking too much, and I'm afraid you've become depressed. I'll find a way." Jueqing Buddhist patted the fox's head in his arms. "Your illness has improved a lot after recuperating at Foshan Temple. Don't let this incident cause a relapse of your old illness and ruin the reputation of Foshan Temple."
Only at times like this does the heartless Buddhist become like a living person, caring, worrying, and even scolding others.
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