Entertainment of Spring and Autumn

Chapter 277: Trying to keep your heart away from others

Farewell to Qin Wuye and Luo Qianxue was not a big deal. Although the little guard felt a little bit sad about parting, returning to Lingzhou was more about going home than going somewhere. Generally speaking, the longing for the future took up a greater proportion, so this farewell was relatively dull and had no ripples.

Relatively speaking, Qin Wuye looked at Xue Mu with a more meaningful expression. The closer she gets to the promised prospect, the more she and Xue Mu will become farther and farther away from each other. After returning this time, she will not come out to look for Xue Mu just looking for trouble. A year actually goes by in a blink of an eye. If Xue Mu doesn't come back for a long time, or if she goes out to do other things, it is easy to be dazzled and not see her for a year.

By that time, the agreement is over and we all go our separate ways, perhaps becoming strangers to each other.

She didn't know if Xue Mu was aware of this, but she just felt that Xue Mu's farewell words were a bit meaningful: "There is no spring when you close the branches at night, sit in the wind and dew into the morning. Let the bright moon shine on you, and your heart will be full of love." Xiangren. Xue has nothing else to offer, so I give this song "Night Albizia" to you."

The dignified General Manager of Xingyue, what do you mean by saying that you have nothing special to do? It's just that both of them knew that it was meaningless to them to give anything in kind, but it was a poem like this that Qin Wuye was still chewing on until he returned.

It looks like a poem about the flower scene of acacias, but actually... it's a very interesting poem, coupled with the words "I may not get you" that day, it really makes Qin Wuye have endless aftertaste.

Next to her, Luo Qianxue was muttering: "Young master is partial and doesn't even have any poems for me."

Qin Wuye glanced sideways and laughed dumbly: "Isn't it enough to give you so many songs? You are the protagonist of this plan. He even named the plan... Swords are like dreams, Thousand Mountains Snow Snow."

Luo Qianxue laughed, with a rather sweet smile.

Qin Wuye looked sideways, feeling a little uncomfortable for some reason, then he flicked his sleeves and said, "Hurry up, stay far away, little girl."

Luo Qianxue didn't notice the pun in these words for a moment, and chased after her: "You're not a few years older than me! White-bone demon!"

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"If I didn't know that no one in the world has such writing power, I really can't believe that this book was written by Mr. Xue." Yuan Zhong slowly sorted out the manuscript of "Journey to the West": "Just like this white-bone spirit... a red and pink skull. , bones and flesh. Cut through the skin and point to the true nature. Such warnings are almost contrary to the performance of General Manager Xue, and it is really puzzling. "

Mu Jianli sat aside and nodded, that's all the other stories. She also felt that it was incredible that this article was written by Xue Mu. Xue Mu's way was completely opposite, okay?

Xue Mu felt a little guilty about being caught for plagiarizing. It was really hard to do this. Such an uneducated world could use different methods to question whether you can write or not. Fortunately, Yuan Zhong was not questioning it, just puzzling it, so he maintained a confident expression on his face: "It's easier to know than to do, but to know is to know, and to do is to do. You don't care what I think?"

Yuan Zhong didn't doubt Xue Mu in the first place. After Xue Mu said this, he didn't argue. He just patted the manuscript and was silent for a long time before saying: "General Manager Xue openly claimed in this book that the emperor takes turns. This year he comes to my house... like this Okay?"

Xue Mu sneered: "Isn't this supposed to be my thinking?"

Yuan Zhong waved his hand: "I am asking whether Manager Xue's intention is too blatant."

Xue Mu still sneered: "Do you, Wujiu Temple, have any respect for the imperial court? What's more, Ji Qingyuan sent people to torture you in Luzhou, and you are still timid. Don't let Xue look down on you."

Xue Mu still had doubts as to whether the chief messenger of the plague was Ji Qingyuan, but it was only doubtful. After all, on the surface it could only be Ji Qingyuan, and there was no other target of suspicion. There is no evidence or pointing, and there is no doubt that any of Ji, Ji, Ji, Ji and Ba will be involved. It can only be said that each of these princes is a little suspicious. The most annoying thing is that the biggest suspect in this matter is the emperor. It is impossible to let Liumen investigate. Besides, God knows how many princes are in Liumen. Probably even the chief arrest comrade is Ji Ba's people. Let them investigate. What kind of ghost can be found out...

Xue Mu could only ask the Xingyue Sect's capital division to focus on the princes, hoping that one day there would be progress.

Anyway, for Yuan Zhong and others, they had long believed that it was Ji Qingyuan.

Yuan Zhong looked at Xue Mu seriously: "What I'm worried about is not the court, what I'm afraid of is Manager Xue."

Xue Mu was startled, shook his head and said with a smile: "You think highly of me too much. Sun Monkey has been suppressed. I really think that I can make trouble, shouting slogans is of no use. In the end, I didn't convert to your Buddha all at once."

Yuan Zhong laughed. Just such a person who has no respect for Buddha wrote a masterpiece that is full of Buddha's light... Maybe Xue Mu is actually hiding irony? Yuan Zhong didn't have time to figure it out in detail, and he knew it was unnecessary. No matter what Xue Mu meant, if he had to figure it out to know his intention, the world would not be able to figure it out, and this book would only serve as a sermon for him. , just think about it and you know how terrifying the effect will be.

"General Manager Xue's story is a masterpiece that will last forever. I know that General Manager Xue will not be kind enough to preach for Wujiu Temple, so I must ask for something. I hope General Manager Xue will tell me what I want."

Xue Mu said seriously: "I want to go to heaven."

"Huh?" Yuan Zhong was stunned for a moment. Even Mu Jianli was stunned for a moment.

But soon both of them reacted, and Yuan Zhong suddenly changed his expression: "You want the World-Suppressing Cauldron!"

"No, no, no..." Xue Mu shook his index finger: "Don't be nervous, I just want to see and touch the World-Suppressing Cauldron. You know that with my little cultivation, I can't do it in front of the World-Suppressing Cauldron under your heavy protection. What, you won’t even want to look at and touch?”

Yuan Zhong fell silent. After a long while, he said: "If General Manager Xue just wants to see the true appearance of the World-Zhending Cauldron, wouldn't it be more convenient to ask Master Nephew Mu to take you to see the Cauldron of the Wenjian Sect? Why bother to spend so much time to see the Wujiu Temple?"

"Not to mention whether Jianli can take outsiders to see the cauldron, even if he can, I'm not satisfied with seeing just one cauldron." Xue Mu said seriously: "I want to see them all."

"Why is this? All World-Zhending Cauldrons have the same appearance, with slight differences in decoration."

"Lowry, are you going to let me read it?" Xue Mu said angrily: "Don't think that just because I put so much effort into writing "Journey to the West" it must be released. This story is just me chatting with girls on the road out of boredom. When it comes out, it doesn’t hurt at all to take it back and press it to the bottom of the box.”

Yuan Zhong knew that Xue Mu had a hidden threat that he didn't say out loud: He could even change the content, make a few vicious Black Buddha Gate blows and then publish it himself, which would be a headache at that time. Of course, this place is the home court of Wujiu Temple, and Xue Mu has his own desires, so he won't say such things.

Yuan Zhong is not afraid of this threat. Wujiu Temple and Xingyue Sect are not hostile for a day or two. It is not a big deal if they break up. But Xue Mu just wanted to see and touch the World-Suppressing Cauldron. This request was indeed not too much. What’s more, Wujiu Temple really owed Xue Mu a favor regarding this plague. For this request, he fell out with Xue Mu, and Yuan Zhong himself They all felt that it was unreasonable.

Of course, the World Zhending Cauldron is too important to allow outsiders to approach easily. If it was just based on that little favor, Yuan Zhong could find a hundred reasons to shirk it, but coupled with the allure of "Journey to the West"...

After pondering for a long time, Yuan Zhong whispered the Buddha's name: "Amitabha... In fact, based on General Manager Xue's kindness to Luzhou, I should not refuse this request. But according to the rules of this temple, it is about Zhenshi Ding, not the abbot. One person can make the decision. Manager Xue just sits down and allows me to discuss it with the heads of each hall. Manager Xue is kind and this matter must not be difficult."

Seeing Yuan Zhong go out, Xue Mu asked Mu Jianli strangely: "What's so important about this cauldron? Why do you worry so much when I feel like it doesn't have much practical effect?"

Mu Jianli sighed: "The World-Suppressing Cauldron is transformed from the way of heaven. Although it is divided into nine parts and each family's income is incomplete, it has many functions. Just looking at the auxiliary practice, it is very impressive. The Demon Sect has Relying on genius for self-realization, the righteous path has a cauldron to rely on, and the overall strength of the sects of the righteous path always suppresses the demon sect, this is one of the biggest reasons."

At this point, she paused and looked at Xue Mu seriously: "In the past two days, I finally understand why the witches are always greedy for your double cultivation... It's really strange that you actually have the aura of heaven... Is this why you want to see Zhenshi Ding?"

Xue Mu nodded slightly and suddenly thought of Qin Wuye.

She concentrated all her love on no one, and all she wanted was Ding.