How to comfort someone who is angry
"That's quite unusual." The old man stroked his white beard, looking thoughtfully at the two people kneeling below him. "There are actually two people practicing the Way of Mercy this year. Normally, my Jueqing Mountain is deserted, with only me and the Sword Spirit. This time, there are two people here, and they are really lively. Have you made up your mind?"
"Yes, Master." Cong Mo glanced at Leng Can, who kept stealing glances at her. "Xiao Can, Master is asking you."
"Oh oh." Leng Can seemed to have just realized what was happening and quickly kowtowed, "Master, please accept this disciple's greeting!"
"Haha..." the old man laughed, "Jueqing Lingshan is deserted and boring. There has been no sound of human voices for a long time. I have lived here alone for hundreds of years. I hope your arrival will bring some excitement. However, practicing Taoism is bound to be boring and tedious. I only hope that you can persevere to the end and not give up halfway."
"yes."
"yes."
Leng Can followed Cong Mo's answer.
The old man looked at the two of them, and he had a rough idea in his mind. "I am called Master Qing Yi, the first and only one in Jueqing Lingshan. I have mastered the ruthless way for many years without anyone practicing it. From now on, you can call me Master, and I will teach you the way to seek the way."
"yes."
"yes."
"I just passed the three-level test today. I'll take a break first and then talk about the rest of the class."
The sword spirit led the two to their residence. "Although Jueqing Mountain is sparsely populated, Master came here to renovate the house when he was bored. The residence is quite luxurious. You two can rest assured here."
Cong Mo thanked him, "Thank you, Senior Brother Jianling, for telling me."
"No problem."
Leng Can followed behind Cong Mo, cautiously observing her expression, "Xiao Mo, are you angry?"
The sword spirit was called away by the old man, leaving only two people.
"Why should I be angry?" Cong Mo pushed open the door and put the package he brought on the table.
Leng Can stood outside the door, "Then why are you ignoring me?"
"I'm not ignoring you," Cong Mo said calmly, "I just don't understand, Xiaocan. You're very weak. The ruthless path is a combination of various paths to the truth, ultimately abandoning the seven emotions. It's very difficult."
"Then you don't believe that I can persist?" Leng Can curled his lips. It was true that his heart was not in practicing Taoism, but in making trouble. But he couldn't tell Cong Mo that he came here just to disrupt her practice of the ruthless way and to avenge her for suppressing him since childhood.
"I don't believe it." Cong Mo didn't know how to beat around the bush. He stared at him, his calm eyes rarely showing any signs of emotion. "But I respect you. Whatever you choose has nothing to do with me."
Leng Can suddenly remembered that she had abandoned him to Ji Shufeng and Ling Fengxue. Although he knew her purpose for doing so, he still became angry. "Then if I die, it has nothing to do with you?"
Cong Mo frowned, "Why would you die if nothing happened?"
"I just think you're heartless."
"So I want to practice the path of ruthlessness."
Leng Can: "..."
He shouldn't have discussed this with Cong Mo, she would never understand.
"Forget it." Leng Can gave up discussing this with her and decided to carry out his seduction plan instead. "Can you come and help me clean the house later?"
"No, cleaning the house is easy. You're not a child, you can do it yourself." Cong Mo simply refused. "I'm very tired. I've used up a lot of energy today. I need to take a shower and go to bed soon."
Leng Can: "..."
He was completely furious and vowed never to speak to Cong Mo again, "Cong Mo, I'm angry. If you don't comfort me, we won't say a word to each other anymore."
After saying that, he left without looking back.
Cong Mo was confused. Why was Leng Can so angry and why didn't he talk to her? Are these two things necessarily connected?
She took out the package from her chest. The small bag was heavy. She opened it and counted the few copper coins left.
She only knew that she couldn't make Leng Can angry, otherwise her parents would have a hard time living.
"Enough to buy half a roast chicken, that should be enough."
Cong Mo stopped cleaning the house and went to the human world to buy a roast chicken. It took him an hour to go back and forth, and it was already dark.
"Xiaocan." She knocked on Lengcan's door, "Don't be angry, I bought a roast chicken, you..."
Before she could say the next word, the door was opened from the inside. Leng Can rolled his eyes at her, took the roast chicken and quickly closed the door.
With a "bang", the strong wind from the door blew through her hair. Cong Mo blinked, "Xiao Can, are you still angry?"
"born."
"Then why did you eat the roast chicken I bought for you?"
"You bought it all for me, can't I eat it?"
"I bought it to calm you down. If you eat it, you won't be angry anymore."
Leng Can opened the door and snorted twice, "Then I won't be angry anymore."
Cong Mo asked him, "Then will you talk to me?"
"I forgive you." Leng Can folded his arms and glanced at her, "That's why I'm talking to you."
Cong Mo nodded, "Then I'll leave."
Leng Can quickly ran in front of her to block her, "Are you just leaving like this?"
"It's too late, time to go to bed." Cong Mo pointed at the moon in the sky, "What else do you want to do?"
Leng Can curled his lips, "You, you're just trying to coax me like this? Why don't you be more sincere?"
How to be sincere
"You..." Leng Can's mind raced, and he thought of his own seduction plan again, "Then hug me."
"Oh." Cong Mo didn't hesitate and immediately went over to hug him. Before Leng Can could reach out his hand, his warm body left.
Leng Can: "..."
"You are not sincere!"
"You said you only hugged me for a moment." Cong Mo looked at him puzzledly, "I only hugged me for a moment, is there anything wrong with that?"
"It's just not right. You can't coax people like that. It's not nice to coax people like that."
"But I bought you a roast chicken." Cong Mo felt that he was a little complicated and difficult to understand. "I also hugged her. Are there other steps to coaxing someone? Tell me, and I will do it according to your instructions."
"Hmph... hypocritical." Leng Can pouted in dissatisfaction. He knew since he was a child that Cong Mo was stupid and did whatever he said. He used to listen to his parents when he was with them, but now he listens to him, like a puppet, without any thoughts of his own.
He suddenly felt distressed and pulled Cong Mo to sit on the stone bench, "Xiao Mo, are you... unhappy?"
"Yes." Cong Mo looked at him and said seriously, "Now that Xiaocan won't let me sleep, I'll be unhappy."
Leng Can: "..."
Unable to communicate.
"It's not this, it's just... don't you have any ideas that you hold onto?"
Cong Mo frowned, "What are you thinking? I just want to go back and rest now."
"No, it's you..." Leng Can had read so many books that he couldn't find the right adjective to express his thoughts. "Don't listen to anyone's arrangements and orders. What do you really want to do?"
"Something I want to do?" Cong Mo muttered, yawned again, and knocked on the stone table rhythmically in a daze.
"Beep" "Beep" "Beep"
Leng Can looked at her expectantly. The ruthless path that Cong Mo pursued was just the order of his parents. So what about herself? What did she want and what goals did she have?
He thought that if Cong Mo wanted something, he would do his best to help her, as if he wanted her to owe him a favor and lose a game with him.
But Cong Mo thought for a long time, staring at his hands, and finally just shook his head, "I don't know."
"Why wouldn't you know?" Leng Can slammed the table and stood up, grabbing her shoulders and shaking her. "You have to think about it carefully, Xiaomo. Everyone has greed and desires, and you must have them too."
Cong Mo stared into his eyes, "Do you have it too? What does Xiaocan want?"
"I..." Leng Can was speechless, staring at Cong Mo's shiny black pupils. In those pupils was his own shadow, bright and shining, as if he was the only one in her world. She was looking at him at this moment, with no one else in her heart and eyes. She earnestly hoped to get an answer from him. Her eyes moved down, and Cong Mo's lips opened and closed, soft and red, like a fragrant red rose blooming in summer, making people want to smell it.
Leng Can swallowed his saliva. What if she was the one he wanted? He felt his ears burning. He opened his mouth for a long time but couldn't say anything. In the end, he just said "go to bed early" and left in a hurry.
Cong Mo also stood up, looked at the moon, and scratched his hair. "What do you want? What is that?"
The next morning, the sword spirit of the Master of Love brought clothes to the two of them. "This is the uniform of Jueqing Mountain. "Wuqing" means abandonment, so the color of the clothes represents silver-gray. Please abide by the rules of Jueqing Mountain, cut off all emotions and love, and focus on cultivation. After changing, go to the main hall. Master will be waiting for you there."
"yes."
"yes."
The two thanked the sword spirit one by one. Leng Can changed his clothes and walked around in front of the mirror twice, looking conceited. He tied his hair into a high bun with a silver-gray headband, and left a few strands of hair on his forehead to frame his handsome face. His round almond-shaped eyes were cute and adorable. Because he was still young, his cheeks still had some baby fat, and were dotted with light freckles, which made him very pleasing and easy to make people soften their hearts.
The silver-gray color just happened to look high-end, and the long dress outlined her slender waist and broad shoulders, and was pinched at the waist, making her body look even more slender. Although she had such a disarming face, her figure was different. She had broad shoulders and a narrow waist. Although she had never had to worry about any hard work since she was a child, her body proportions were naturally superior. When she got into Cong Mo's arms, she was like a big dog throwing itself into its owner's arms for comfort.
When I changed my clothes and went out, I happened to meet Cong Mo.
"Xiaocan." Cong Mo called softly, "Shall we go to the main hall together?"
Leng Can's ears turned red quietly. He followed Cong Mo from behind, glancing at Cong Mo from time to time. Cong Mo's family was not well-off, and the clothes he wore everyday were simple and plain. The outfit he wore on the road was the most neat one his family could afford.
The silver-gray color makes her skin look translucent and white. Her cheeks are puffy like boiled eggs, so soft and elastic that you want to take a bite. Her hair is piled high, and the hairband is wrapped around the back of her neck, revealing her slender neck completely. Her clean skin always makes people's teeth itch.
Her slender waist can be held in one hand, and she exudes a clean aura. Looking down, she looks so well-behaved.
Leng Can said, "Xiao Mo, you look great in this."
"Thanks."
Leng Can was looking forward to it, "What about me?"
Cong Mo stopped, grabbed his shoulders and pushed him further away. From a distance, he stroked his chin and looked him up and down. "The hair isn't combed neatly, so that's a deduction. The belt is a little loose, so that's a deduction. It's tied too high, so that's a deduction. Otherwise, there's nothing wrong. Overall, it's just okay."
Leng Can: "..."
Cong Mo was unusually excited. "I spoke seriously today. Xiaocan shouldn't be angry, right?"
"Angry." Leng Can whispered.
"Why?" Cong Mo looked bewildered. "I've analyzed it very carefully."
Leng Can looked at her deeply, and the fire in his eyes dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye. "Forget it, I'm not angry anymore."
"Okay then." Cong Mo smiled, "I'll always praise Xiaocan like this from now on."
Leng Can: "..., let's not use it."
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