Bodhi
Jiang Bailu thought carefully and realized that although his senior sister would occasionally get so angry at his junior brothers and sisters, she was generally a gentle person and rarely became impatient.
This is very unusual, hence the question.
Chang Xia suddenly laughed: "I can't have my own seven emotions and six desires yet."
Jiang Bailu had a strange look on his face, and Li Bai and the other two looked at each other in bewilderment.
It's not that they can't have their own emotions, but they feel that such a senior sister is quite rare. In their eyes, the senior brothers and sisters have always been strategists and omnipotent, as if no problem can stump them.
This makes my senior sister seem more lively.
"Let's put aside the current situation in Cang Xuan. Tinglan will have to face countless hardships to ascend to that position. Even if everything goes smoothly for her life, the Human Emperor only has the lifespan of a mortal. The best outcome is that I will see my junior sister slowly grow old and die in just a hundred years. Why should I be happy?" Chang Xia laughed at himself, "But I don't even have the right to say I'm not happy."
Just because Huo Tinglan was willing, she even dared to give up practicing magic only after she was sure that her mechanical skills were feasible.
She was so careful to remember her responsibilities.
In fact, Changxia does not have much sense of responsibility for the justice of the world. She will feel grateful for the efforts of those with great kindness, and will do some good things in the secular sense, but that's all.
But she is surrounded by selfless saints.
A silence fell over them for a moment. Normally, they would banter and joke around, but now they were carefully avoiding these topics.
Chang Xia waved his hand and said, "You go to Tunan Pavilion by yourself. I'll go out for a walk."
After packing up Li Bai and the others and handing them over to Jiang Bailu and asking him to take them back to the sect, Chang Xia sent a message to Xie Fengxue.
He had nothing to do now and returned soon.
"Don't move where you are. I'll come find you right away."
Changxia was obedient for once.
When Xie Fengxue arrived, he saw her leaning on the stone steps bored, with rain falling around her. Although she was holding an umbrella, a large area of her skirt was still wet.
Chang Xia waved to him, and Xie Fengxue said softly, "Turn around first, I'll dry your skirt for you."
Changxia did as he was told in silence, and felt a warmth on his back, which was Xie Fengxue's spiritual power.
Xie Fengxue asked: "Unhappy"
Changxia counted on his fingers and said, "The Zen Master is going to die, Tinglan will die soon, and everyone will die."
Xie Fengxue laughed: "Third Junior Sister is fine, don't curse her blindly."
But he didn't mention the Zen master.
Changxia turned around and saw Xie Fengxue's handsome eyes and eyebrows, like the bright moon and gentle breeze.
"Xie Fengxue, I wouldn't be surprised if you died one day."
Chang Xia always called Xie Fengxue in different ways. When he was happy, he would call him senior brother, and when he was unhappy, he would call him all kinds of things. But he rarely called him by his full name when they were face to face, so it seemed particularly serious.
Xie Fengxue felt that the skirt was almost dry, so she straightened out the wrinkles and put it down.
He did not respond directly to Chang Xia's words, but instead said, "Would you like to take a walk with me?"
Changxia nodded obediently, and this scene seemed like returning to his childhood.
In the eyes of Tinglan, Bailu and others, she has always been a gentle and reliable senior sister. Only in front of Xie Fengxue, she is a junior sister who is doted on by her senior brother.
They have been running around in this mountain since they were young, and they know exactly where the roads and water are.
Changxia and Xie Fengxue came to the top of the mountain and stood on the treetops watching the believers coming and going below.
"Sometimes I think it's great to be an ordinary person. A hundred years will pass in the blink of an eye, and the muddle will pass. But every time this thought comes up, I will feel that I think too highly of myself. Who says that I am not muddle-headed myself?"
Changxia lowered her eyes, and the shadows of the branches and leaves concealed most of her emotions, making Xie Fengxue unable to tell whether she was expressing her emotion for the moment or had some hidden meaning.
But it doesn't matter whether it is or not. Xie Fengxue stroked her eyebrows with her hand: "Children, don't think about these things, you will become ugly."
Chang Xia was helpless: "I'm already so old, and you're still using the same tricks you used when you were little to coax me. Besides..."
She looked Xie Fengxue up and down and said, "You are only a few years older than me."
Senior Brother Cang Fengshan said seriously, "One day older is still older."
Changxia: ...
"So, Senior Brother, do you want to take your Junior Sister to buy candied haws?"
"purchase."
"Where's the new skirt?"
"purchase."
"I've recently fallen in love with a sword..."
This time, Xie Fengxue was rarely silent for a while.
"I can't buy the sword, or Cai Shou will chase me and beat me."
It's not that I can't win, but Caishou is my junior sister's sword, and I can't break it, so I can only passively defend myself. If I get hit by it accidentally, I will lose ten or twenty years of my life.
Changxia thought about it and felt that Xie Fengxue was right, so he gave up.
She counted on her fingers again, "In a couple of days, the entire Southern Territory will be in mourning. Clothes and jewelry won't be available for sale for years, but I don't want to buy anything now."
It's fine if you don't know, but after you know, you definitely won't care. Although it's Zen Master's choice to do what he wants, there's no way for them, the younger generation, to pretend nothing happened.
"You owe me this time, it will take a long time."
Xie Fengxue said, "Don't you have a notebook? Write it down. I won't go back on my word."
Chang Xia sneered: "You still owe me the hairpin that you promised me eight hundred years ago."
Xie Fengxue raised his eyebrows: "What step-shaking? Why don't I have any impression of it?"
Chang Xia sneered, took out his little notebook, and turned to a yellowed page. It was clearly written on it: "In the 43rd year of Qiuwu, I helped Xie Fengxue guard the gate, and I owed him a golden hairpin."
The previous and next IOUs were all crossed out, but this one was clearly visible on the yellowed paper, and was particularly conspicuous.
Xie Fengxue was also obviously stunned, as if he had thought of something, but then he suppressed his emotions in an instant.
"I remembered it wrongly. I owe you a hairpin."
"Can we buy them together this time?"
Chang Xia looked at him suspiciously, "You are weird."
Xie Fengxue said frankly: "When have I not been surprised?"
Changxia: ...
She often felt ashamed of how thick-skinned her senior brother was.
"According to the time, Jiang Bailu should be having dinner with Tinglan at Tunan Pavilion." Changxia said seriously, "It's a pity that Lao Zhou's cooking skills are so bad."
Because she brought Zhou Xiaosu out with her, Old Zhou also came with the Sect Leader to join in the fun this time.
"It's not a pity that they were eaten by Li Bai and the others." Xie Fengxue said, "It's just that Third Junior Sister and Fourth Junior Brother might not be able to taste it."
Changxia sighed inwardly. Jiang Bailu was a demon; he had no chance of becoming Huo Tinglan's concubine. Even if he was willing, and Tinglan was willing, a demon child brought back by her master couldn't be simple. Even if Jiang Bailu didn't say it, she knew it was inevitable that he couldn't escape the six royal families of Chi Zhouhai.
Thinking about the monsters she had killed in Chi Zhouhai over the years, it was another confusing account.
She looked at the drizzling rain in the sky and always felt that it was the tears of God coming to send off the funeral.
She gently asked Xie Fengxue, "Why did the human race and the demon race start killing each other?"
Xie Fengxue looked at the Lingshan Bodhi tree not far away. The giant tree was illuminated red by the sun marrow stone, and it was as gorgeous as the colorful clouds in the sky at dusk.
The thought flashed through his mind for a moment, then faded away.
This is not a good sign. The sunset is beautiful, but it is near dusk.
There were still people preaching under the tree, and this lively atmosphere would continue for three days. After three days...
Who knows what will happen.
After all, the giant tree stands tall. Thousands of years have passed, and the people under the tree have changed one after another, but the tree remains unchanged through the ages.
He turned around and answered Changxia's question.
"Who knows? After all, the hatred has become a knot that no one can untie."
"Let's go, let's eat first. I asked Lao Zhou to save some food."
Chang Xia was speechless: "We still have to go to Tunan Pavilion."
Xie Fengxue said seriously, "How can I not watch the excitement?"
Although this excitement belongs to his fellow junior brothers and sisters, what does it matter?
As soon as Chang Xia and Xie Fengxue stepped into Tunan Pavilion, Chen Siyan swooped down on them and hugged their thighs tightly.
"Benefactor, you are finally here!"
Changxia kicked him away in disgust. Chen Siyan wanted to come closer, but when he met Xie Fengxue's displeased gaze, he withdrew his hand angrily.
"What's going on?"
They had just come in and didn't know what was going on inside, so Changxia asked.
"That meal inside..." Shen Siyan said angrily, "was the most frustrating meal I've ever had. First, your junior brothers and sisters couldn't say a word for half an hour. When they finally opened their mouths, Pei Jianshou and Pei Xi arrived. Then, after hearing the news, the Sect Leader also came over."
"Anyway, it's all a mess. Now the Sect Leader is scolding Pei Jianshou for not managing his disciples well. Mingyue Palace is secretly teaching and learning from others. Pei Jianshou says it's the same for us. And somehow your fellow apprentices are arguing with each other, accusing each other of not wanting to give in..."
"Even Mr. Zhou joined in at the end, waving his spoon, saying that he had finally cooked a pot of food, but in the end no one understood how to appreciate it..."
"And more..."
"stop!"
Changxia waved his hand to stop Shen Siyan's chattering.
Those people there are all well-educated and respectable. How could it come to this?
She looked at Xie Fengxue with suspicion. "Left" was written on her left eye and "Quilt" was written on her right eye.
Only he has the time and ability to do this.
Xie Fengxue coughed to cover up. He knew there would be a lot of fun at Tunan Pavilion, but he didn't know it would be so lively.
"Zuo Qin said he was most impatient with those who kept nothing to themselves and kept it to themselves."
Originally, I just prepared a small formation for Jiang Bailu and Huo Tinglan, hoping that they could make their words clearer.
Who knew that once Pei Miaoyi brought Pei Xi here, the situation would get out of control.
"Then let's..." Chang Xia looked at Shen Siyan, then turned back to Xie Fengxue, "Wait a moment before going in."
She wasn't sure whether she would be affected by Zuoqin's formation and do something like the group of people inside.
The two of them turned their faces to the left and the right respectively, and said uncomfortably, "Wait a minute, wait a minute."
The three of them sent away the other disciples in Tunan Pavilion and sat together on the stone steps at the door, listening to the various noises inside.
And then the wait lasted all night.
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