After You Yun finished scolding, he picked up the wine glass and wanted to drink a few sips of wine.

The cold wine glass touched the lips and found that the wine inside had been drunk by him. You Yun angrily smashed the wine glass on the table.

The stone table in the yard is very hard, and the bottom of the cup collided with the stone table.

Heng Yu bent down slightly and helped him fill the wine.

You Yun waited left and right, but after waiting for a while, Heng Yu didn't wait for him to speak. He raised his hand, and his slender index finger fell on his temple and gently rubbed it: "Speak, I don't know when the apprentice I accepted turned into a mute."

Heng Yu laughed and asked calmly: "What do you want to hear me?"

You Yun felt upset when she saw her look like this: "Isn't this stool just for people to sit there? You are standing upset by my eyes, sit down quickly."

Heng Yu sat down obediently.

You Yun shook his head helplessly and asked, "What do you think of that Buddhist son now?"

"I don't have any ideas." Heng Yu said calmly.

She is a very sensible person.

Although you know that you don’t have to stay with each other for life if you know that you don’t like it, once you fall in love, you will easily become unsatisfied and want to get more.

Therefore, even though enlightenment is the type she appreciates and likes, she has only let herself stop there and has been forcibly suppressing the throbbing in her heart, and has not further changed those likes into love between men and women.

You Yun thought for a while and nodded: "It's good. If you want something like that, it means you are confident about completing the inner door task. What do you think after completing the inner door task?"

Heng Yu lowered his eyes.

As soon as she lowered her eyes, she saw the string of bell bracelets wearing her left hand and the wooden bracelet wearing her right hand.

These two things were made for her by Wu Wu.

When Heng Yu touched the wooden bracelet with his right hand, he felt helpless.

Because passing the love disaster requires enlightenment to get moved to her, she teased him, approached him, bewitched him, teased him...

From beginning to end, she became the enlightened person who responded to the disaster and helped him through the love disaster. This was all she was willing to do, so she didn't feel that she was at a loss.

But Zaiwu always felt that she suffered a loss.

After Heng Yu originally planned to complete the inner quest, he returned to Hehuan Sect to practice with peace of mind, pursued her free and easy way, and never met Qingju in this life.

But she tried twice during this period and found that her enlightened nature was even more stubborn than she had imagined. He neither wanted to let Buddhism down nor let her down, and the method of both worlds he thought of was probably to protect her for a long life.

But—no need.

When he truly becomes a Buddha, his love will never come back.

At that time, she and the countless people would have no difference in his eyes.

Such things can help him forget his feelings quickly, which will only help him achieve Buddhism and paths more smoothly.

Youyun waited for a while and found that Heng Yu was distracted, and couldn't help but say, "Why don't you speak?"

Heng Yu came back to his senses and smiled casually: "Didn't Master ask me about my thoughts? I just thought about it in my heart."

Youyun changed to a more comfortable sitting position.

Because the movement was a bit large, his collar slipped a little, revealing his delicate collarbone.

He pulled his collar casually, and Youyun held his cheek with his hands, looking like someone who came through: "Tell me what you think now."

Heng Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, but he didn't hide it from him.

After she finished speaking her thoughts, Youyun did not speak immediately.

He slowly picked up the wine glass, drank the glass all over, and threw the wine glass back at will. The wine glass hit the lawn, Youyun got up from the stool, walked to Hengyu, and lazily put one hand on her shoulder.

"Advisor, do you ask me if I want such a thing, whether I want to help him achieve Buddhism more smoothly, or do I want to use this to remind myself day and night that I cannot be moved by him?"

Heng Yu moved and wanted to look back at Youyun.

You Yun put a little force on his hand and pressed Heng Yu's movements. He smiled softly, his laughter was even more intoxicating than the old wine: "There is no need to tell me the answer, just be clear about the answer yourself."

"Don't worry, it's rare for you to ask for something for your master. How can you not satisfy you? I'll send a message to the sect later and ask the sect to send you seeds of such things."

After saying that, Youyun patted her shoulder, put it in her ear and said, "You must do it yourself." Then she walked into his house casually.

The empty courtyard became quiet again.

Only the rustling sound of the sycamore leaves shaking as the breeze passes through the yard.

After sitting quietly for a long time, Heng Yu raised his right hand to hold his forehead.

Then I gradually laughed out loud.

After laughing enough, Heng Yu stood up from the chair.

She raised her hand to sort out the wrinkles of her clothes and saluted at the room: "Master is worthy of being the one who admires the most in the sect. I was a little deceiving myself before."

"I claim to be a very rational person, but sometimes feelings are extremely irrational. I admit that I really want to remind myself not to be moved by taking care of such things."

Her reason alone seems to be a little insufficient.

She needed external objects to urge her to remind her.

"I'll trouble my master."

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In the bamboo house, Qingwu sat quietly by the window polishing the wooden hairpin.

He polished it very carefully, and after polishing the surface of the wooden hairpin smoothly, he picked up the extremely small carving knife to delete the details.

He was busy until the setting sun, and the afterglow shone through the window and hit him. After realizing, he put down the tools in his hand, slapped the wood chips on his knees, took out a wooden box with simple patterns from the storage ring, and carefully put the wooden hairpin inside.

He stood up, cleaned the table and the ground, closed the window and changed into a new monk's robe, then he picked up the wooden box and went out.

After half a quarter of an hour, Qingwu walked through the sea of ​​iris and walked outside the wooden house where Hengyu lived.

The window of the wooden house was wide open. From the perspective of enlightenment, you could see Heng Yu sitting at the table looking through the "Formless Formation". She seemed a little tired of reading, and her head was slightly tilted on her arm, and lazily turned the formation book over a page from time to time.

And the pot of Clivia he prepared for her was placed on the windowsill, stretching his petals lazily.

Realizing the sound of footsteps slightly aggravated.

Heng Yu straightened up and looked out the window.

When she saw him, she turned down, leaned against the window, stretched out her left hand to him from the inside of the wooden house and waved her.

The movement was a little bigger, and the bells on her hand jingled.

"Come here." Heng Yu shouted.

I realized that I subconsciously accelerated my pace and soon came to her and looked at her through the window.

"The hairpin has been carved. Do you think you like it? If you have any dissatisfaction, tell me directly, and I will go back and change it." Liao Wu bent down slightly and handed the wooden box in his hand to her.

Seeing that her sitting posture was inconvenient, he lifted the lid of the wooden box so that she could fully see the wooden hairpin lying in the box.

After the wooden hairpin is polished, it is a color between black and purple.

The length is appropriate, the hairpin is carved with exquisite patterns, and at the tail of the hairpin, a half-open and half-closed Clivia is quietly blooming.

After Heng Yu looked at it clearly, he sat up straight and reached out to take the wooden box.

She put the wooden box on the table, and before she could stop, she grabbed his right hand first and signaled him to spread the palm of his hand.

Two people have contact with their palms.

The palm of enlightened was very warm, and Hengyu's palm was slightly cool.

While rubbing, Heng Yu found a thin layer of cocoon on his fingertips, which should have been left behind by fiddling with the rosary for many years.

However, at this time, in addition to a thin layer of cocoon, his fingertips also had faint scratches and wood chips trapped in the extremely short-cut nails.

"Senior Brother Yuewu's carpenter doesn't seem to be particularly skilled."

After Heng Yu saw clearly his palm, he raised his head and smiled at him.

The afterglow of the setting sun was blocked by his figure, and Yuyu lowered his head, unable to see her appearance clearly.

He said: "I will do carpenters to pass the time in my spare time, and those faint scratches were accidentally scratched."

The Buddhist practices of Wuding Sect are all assassinated, and many small things in the sect are made by themselves. Therefore, they learn to carve things when they are very young.

He had already practiced the carving knife and made perfect use. This time, he didn't know why. Shortly after Heng Yu left, he became absent-minded for no reason and accidentally scratched himself. However, he was the body of the golden Buddha, and the sharp carving knife fell on his fingertips, leaving only a faint scratch, which would completely disappear in no time.

Heng Yu let go of his hand and smiled and praised, "I like this wooden hairpin very much. Please trouble my senior brother."

Zhiwu shook his head and said nothing.

He stood there for a while, originally wanted to ask her if she wanted to have dinner together, but looking at the book "The Formless Formation" she spread on the table, Zhizuo silently swallowed the problem - forgot, with her cultivation, she would not be hungry even if she didn't eat dinner. She probably forgot about having dinner together before.

"Then I will say goodbye first. Lord Luo will continue to work hard. After finishing the work, I will rest earlier."

The sound of realization is very light, as clear and gentle as the stream water taps on jade.

After reminding this sentence, he turned around and left, and the monk's robe swayed gently with his movements.

Heng Yu looked at his back, but he had no choice but to raise his hand and press his eyebrows, opened his mouth slightly, and finally shouted: "Senior Brother Huiwu."

He realized his body paused, turned to look at her, his eyes were filled with a faint smile, as if he was asking her what was wrong.
To be continued...