Fu Xiaoguan looked at the bonfire that was still burning in the collapsed land temple, suddenly smiled and shook his head.
Since the land temple collapsed, there was naturally no way to shelter from the rain.
Fortunately, it was a rabbit that was roasted... A burnt smell came, well, the rabbit was roasted too much and couldn't be eaten.
"Let's just destroy her martial arts and continue on our journey."
Xu Xinyan pointed a finger at Chen Xiyun's dantian. Chen Xiyun let out a pig-slaughtering howl. His originally cloudy eyes suddenly widened and then turned into a deathly gray.
Fu Xiaoguan leisurely stripped off her black and gray coat, tore it into long strips, and tied it into a long rope.
Peng Yuyan and Xu Xinyan thought Fu Xiaoguan was going to carry the old nun on his back—after all, her legs were broken and she couldn't walk at all. But they didn't expect Fu Xiaoguan to actually tie Chen Xiyun's ankles with this long rope...
He dragged Chen Xiyun away, saying as he walked, "Life in Shuiyue Temple is so hard, but I didn't expect this old nun to be so heavy!"
The wet mountain road was already bumpy. After being dragged by Fu Xiaoguan, Chen Xiyun's muscles and bones were shaking and painful all over her body, especially the back of her head, which kept hitting the ground with a bang, making her eyes full of stars and she wished she would faint.
Peng Yuyan looked at Fu Xiaoguan deeply. This seemingly gentle and talented man was actually a ruthless person!
But Xu Xinyan was quite worried. She said, "She will die like this."
Fu Xiaoguan grinned, "I want her to die, but I don't want her to die so easily."
"Does she have a deep hatred for you?" Peng Yuyan also asked, otherwise why would Fu Xiaoguan be so cruel?
"That's not true, but she is my enemy, and I never treat my enemies with kindness."
Just like that, the sky gradually brightened.
If you look back, you will see that this narrow path... is covered in blood.
I don't know when the drizzle stopped.
Fu Xiaoguan and his two companions rested in a valley beside the road.
Another bonfire was lit, and Xu Xinyan hunted two more rabbits.
Xu Xinyan was roasting rabbit meat, and Fu Xiaoguan pulled Chen Xiyun over by the rope.
He sat down next to Chen Xiyun and chuckled, "Don't play dead. Don't you know the Turtle Breathing Technique? Open your eyes. I'll ask you a few questions. If you answer them well... I'll kill you."
Chen Xiyun slowly opened her eyes. Her breath was very weak and she seemed like she would die at any moment.
But she cracked her hollow mouth and laughed, "I... won't tell you anything."
"Very good..." Fu Xiaoguan didn't ask any more questions. He turned and looked at Xu Xinyan, "Let me borrow your sword."
Xu Xinyan handed over the sword, thinking that she was going to kill the old nun.
But she didn't expect that Fu Xiaoguan would go to the bamboo forest on the cliff with a sword. Not long after, he came back carrying a piece of bamboo.
What is he going to do?
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"The following scene is a bit bloody. If you are not used to it, just turn away."
Fu Xiaoguan carefully whittled bamboo sticks with a dagger, muttering to himself as he did so: "Some people say that life is a journey of spiritual practice, but I think it's actually a journey. Spiritual practice is hard work, but traveling brings joy to the mind and body."
"I used to practice cultivation and I'm not a good person. Of course, this is true for my enemies..." He glanced at a bamboo stick he had sharpened in his hand, put it beside him, and continued to sharpen another one.
"Now I just want to take a comfortable journey through life, and stop at any time to take in the scenery along the way. Not forgetting it as I go, but keeping the scenery in my heart and engraving it in my mind..."
Bamboo chips flew around, and it seemed as if a flower could be carved out of the bamboo in his hands.
Neither Peng Yuyan nor Xu Xinyan responded, but watched him listen quietly, wondering what his life journey would be like.
"Time flows like water, always silent; if you are at peace, it will be a sunny day..."
"acid……"
He glanced at the bamboo stick again, put it beside him, and took out another one to carefully sharpen it.
"Actually, people always can't forget yesterday. There's also a busy today and an unpredictable tomorrow."
His eyebrows raised, as if he was deeply touched.
"Endless painful memories, endless ups and downs. 'Mencius, Gaozi Part 2' says that when Heaven is about to confer a great responsibility on a man, it will first test his mind and will, exhaust his muscles and bones, starve his body, and deprive him of all want... Bullshit!"
"Travel shouldn't be like this, and life shouldn't be like this either. So what should it be like?"
He sharpened ten bamboo sticks, stood up, stretched, and yawned:
"I thought it should be to wander in the sunshine and rain, to walk comfortably on a field of flowers, but to be sentimental, not to hate leaving the pavilion, not to fear the wind and clouds, to drink wine and not wake up..."
Fu Xiaoguan suddenly burst into laughter and looked at Peng Yuyan and Xu Xinyan. "I have a disease, don't take it seriously."
Peng Yuyan looked at the boy who had just turned eighteen, and suddenly felt that he was like an eighty-year-old man - his words were full of wisdom and contained the philosophy of life.
This kind of feeling is like old wine that has been stored in the cellar for many years, with a mellow taste and intoxicating fragrance.
Xu Xinyan's heart was filled with joy. She looked at Fu Xiaoguan with a delighted face and chuckled, "It really is a bit sour, just like... just like an old scholar full of complaints."
Chen Xiyun naturally heard these words, but her heart was extremely uneasy.
Looking back on my life, it is truly a life of cultivation!
There was no scenery at all in my memory. All I could think about was worry, sadness and grief over the uncertain future of the Moon Worship Sect.
There are really endless painful memories and endless ups and downs to experience.
Where do flowers come from? There has never been love.
Fu Xiaoguan touched his nose and squatted in front of Chen Xiyun, still smiling. "It will be a little painful next. If you really can't bear it, just tell me."
He grabbed Chen Xiyun's right hand and inserted a bamboo stick into the middle finger of this hand. As he inserted it, he muttered, "Look at what you have become of this life."
"The Shuiyue Temple is actually excellent. Living a quiet life as a nun, serving the Goddess Nuwa, is actually a different kind of journey in life."
"You are a member of the Moon Worship Cult, and you chose to help that foolish Fourth Prince. You chose to hide from the sunlight and go to that dark, damp, and filthy place."
"Why bother?"
"Ah...!" The bamboo stick penetrated the finger and went three inches deep. The intense pain made Chen Xiyun scream miserably.
Fu Xiaoguan pouted, "If you scream so loudly, people who don't know me would think I have some special fetish. Hold it in! If you can hold it in for five bamboo sticks, you win!"
"Fu Xiaoguan...you devil!"
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