Xili frowned, "He hasn't been there for a long time..."
"there is nothing?"
"It's been a long time since I came." A worried look appeared on Xili's face, "Acheng, tell me, Xiaoluo, is it possible that you are lost?"
Ah Cheng's heart suddenly boiled with bad thoughts, oh, think about it for the best, maybe he is dead?
"I don't know, maybe he forgot about you. That's why you came to me, right?" Ah Cheng felt that his words were really bitter.
"No! Yes!"
Ah Cheng covered his face.
Xili pulled away his hand and held his face. "Are you unhappy?"
"I'm happy." Ah Cheng showed a smile that was uglier than crying, "Xili, can you take me home?"
"Don't you want to stay with me?"
"I want to be quiet now."
"Quiet?"
When Ah Cheng heard her words, he calmed down for some reason. He laughed at himself, Qian Fucheng, Qian Fucheng, you and this girl are not related to each other in the first place, but now that you meet her for the second time, it's like you are shamelessly staying by her side.
Not to mention whether people are willing or not, just say that your thoughts are inconsistent with etiquette and rules. A gentleman is based on emotion and restrains on etiquette. If you act like this, you deviate from the right path and you will fall into the world of black heaven and heresy in the next life!
Ah Cheng now thinks that all this is just a sweet dream. When he goes back, he will have a good sleep, or he will cry loudly and forget all about mountain ghosts, "Li Sao" and "The Book of Songs".
Just be clean!
"I want to leave, don't hold me back."
"Oh. But, you don't know how to use Pure Land."
"What's the meaning?"
"You are too weak to walk."
After all, Xili was an outlier. Once she started to explain at length, her speech would become logically confusing and the word order would be reversed. Ah Cheng listened with great difficulty, and it took him a long time to understand what she meant.
If you want to leave this place, you must reach a certain level, or at least have a deeper connection with the Pure Land, so that you can activate the white marble altar and travel across the starry sky.
Ah Cheng is really in trouble now. According to Xili, it is impossible for him to reach this level in a short time.
"Xili, can you send me back?"
The mountain ghost tilted his head and said, "I don't like you being angry here."
"I'm not angry with you. I'm just angry with myself."
"No, like this, you have to be well, Xili will be well, and Xiaoluo will be well, too."
Ah Cheng urged him to leave several times, but the mountain ghost just wanted to chat with him. It seemed that that little guy hadn't been here for a long time, and she was very lonely.
From Xili's mouth, Xiaoluo's image became clearer little by little, filling the outline of an illusory name with flesh and blood.
A little boy, at least he was a little boy the last time I saw him.
When I meet Xiaoluo, there are always stars in the sky.
Xiaoluo can't sing, he just likes to pick up stones and float them by the lake.
He likes to talk and say some rambling words. He wants to rule the world of good and evil and make the world a true pure land.
As Cheng listened, he drank sour water.
He is also a young man, but that Xiao Luo is so upright and upright, while Qian Fucheng, his biggest ideal is just to be a muscular and muscular man.
Azhi sent him a message.
"Xili, I really have to leave. I'll see you tomorrow. Okay?"
"Ah Cheng, will you, like Xiaoluo, suddenly stop coming back?"
He had already made up his mind not to come here again, especially after knowing about Xiaoluo, but when he looked into Shangui's eyes, there was a sea of flowers and himself in her eyes.
Ah Cheng relented, "No, I will definitely come."
The mountain ghost smiled tenderly, took his hand, picked up an epiphyllum, and gently threw it up. When the epiphyllum fell, the two of them appeared on the white jade altar.
"This is... Shenzutong?!"
"So, it's called Shenzu Tong?"
Ah Cheng sighed again, the Holy Dao Star is really unique, and its magical powers are exclusive to great practitioners. Generally, Buddhists and Taoists of all ages can only get a glimpse of it. Unexpectedly, here, all you need to do is pick an epiphyllum from the inexhaustible flowers.
Can travel thousands of miles in an instant.
Ah Cheng secretly picked three flowers and held them in his arms.
Xili danced again, and the light enveloped them, returning to the lake.
Ah Cheng fell into the lake and was immersed in the water, separated from the mountain ghost by the undulating lake surface.
He felt extremely awake and his thoughts became more and more pure.
Perhaps this is about letting go after you get it. After experiencing it, you can see clearly.
Ah Cheng felt that he had seen through love and love.
He swam to the shore silently and looked to the east. The sun was rising and the morning light in the east was red with purple. When he was young, he once thought that this was the color of Mount Sumeru. Only now did he realize that mortals are not worthy of looking at the Tianzhu. Once he sees it,
It is a calamity of death.
How unfair.
Ah Cheng waved to Xili, "Go back! It's getting late!"
Yes, it's getting late. If you don't go to the academy, you will be punished by standing still.
"Remember, come see me!" Xili pouted, with a confused and uneasy expression on her face, as if she smelled something, something called betrayal.
Ah Cheng smiled and said, "Okay." He turned around and ran into the forest with long strides. His soaked clothes clung to his back, like fish skin to fish flesh, and he, twisting, was like a fish out of water.
Or maybe it's a bird coming out of its cage.
Xili stared at the direction he left, silent.
In the shadow of the mountain forest, another pair of eyes, half-open and half-closed, looked at the mountain ghost on the lake. The morning light shone through the gaps in the tree crown, illuminating a cold face.
…
Ah Cheng ran for ten miles with steam all over his body. His body was hot. However, he only felt extremely comfortable. His power was surging like a tide. There was a warm current in his stomach that constantly nourished his tired body. He felt like a giant chasing the sun. He could run.
until death.
Not late.
When he entered the classroom despite the bell ringing, the master just glanced at him and snorted coldly.
The days seemed to have returned to the past.
Three meals a day.
Breakfast is for one person, lunch is for a group, and dinner is for two.
He would receive news from Xili every night, and watch her expression change from doubtful, to anxious, to sudden realization, and finally to confused calm.
Ah Cheng felt that his heart was hanging under the eaves, being exposed to the wind and rain, making it damp, cold, and shriveled. At first, it dripped with blood, but then it dried up, leaving only a little residual blood stain, which was washed away by the rain.
Clean and tidy.
His meditation became more profound.
He would eat an epiphyllum petal every day, and his inner Qi would flourish.
Soon, he had memorized all the poems and books written by the college professor, so that he could report to the dean.
The majestic dean is like a wall. He is a wise king of the Vajra Sect. He has a high status and is good at being a teacher.
"That's right, kid. It's good to work hard, and it's good to study more. But why do you memorize all the poems of the Tang Dynasty, but don't know the Book of Songs and Li Sao?"
"Students are dull, their knowledge and knowledge are boundless, and when their manpower is limited, there will always be something beyond their reach."
"Well, I'm not blaming you. You go ahead. Once you have mastered your martial arts, I will personally promote you to our sect."
"Thank you to the dean for the promotion. The students are grateful."
Ah Cheng, he is on fire.
The classmates all know that he is valued by the dean.
Some people say that he is the second brother Sanchi.