Dust roots [comprehension]

"Since both of us have problems with our cultivation now, let's not discuss whose problem it is." Lu Tingyun heard Song Huaichen mentioning the fake baby, and hurriedly changed the subject, rolled up his sleeves to wipe the blood on the puppet's head.

The puppet's head swayed left and right following Lu Tingyun's movements, and Song Huaichen's vision also swayed.

Except that there is no window, the room where Lu Tingyun lives is a typical guest room layout in Pingyang City. He—that is, a puppet, is standing on a round table in the middle of the room.

"Who was that person just now? The Flower Picker?" Song Huaichen asked via voice transmission.

"It can only be the flower picker." Lu Tingyun replied, "He used the disguise method and wore a mask to hide his true cultivation. I can't see who he is."

But judging from his body shape, he should be a man.

"How did you get arrested?" Song Huaichen continued to ask, staring at the closed door.

Lu Tingyun paused, this pause did not seem like thinking, but more like hesitation.He also stopped wiping the little puppet's head, and Song Huaichen had difficulty controlling the slow puppet's head to turn around.

The spirit and the puppet did not match, the puppet moved slowly, and the magnified objects in the field of vision distorted and deformed with the rotation of the head, a strong sense of dizziness hit, Song Huaichen subconsciously stretched out his hand to hold the object, and then only heard "clang clang" "With a sound, there was a clear and real touch on the hand, hard and smooth.

The feeling of touch disappeared in a flash, and Song Huaichen's pressed palm hit something stable. He stabilized his body and at the same time regained the feeling of his body.

"Brother Song, Song?" Lu Tingyun was still holding the puppet with one hand, and hurried to help him with the other.

"Does the consequence of poor cultivation mean that it takes longer to become a human?" Song Huaichen straightened his body, straightened the overturned teapot, and saw the puppet on the table at the same time, "It seems that the impact is not limited to time."

"But... you still carry it."

Because Song Huaichen's sudden frightened expression disappeared from Lu Tingyun's face, it turned into a smile: "Brother Song still keeps those meaningless puppets I made, how could I possibly leave?"

"It's a good thing you still have it." Song Huaichen also smiled, and took the puppet from Lu Tingyun's hand, "Otherwise I really wouldn't be able to find you."

"Tell me, how did you get caught?"

Lu Tingyun didn't answer immediately, but asked: "Brother Song, can you go back? Go back to the puppet?"

When Song Huaichen appeared in the past, his spirit was attached to the puppet, and he could clearly feel the connection between himself and the puppet. Now that he is separated from the puppet, the connection has also been broken.

It seems that the primordial spirit is out of the body, and he can't feel the physical body. It's more like a state of fugue after entering samadhi. Song Huaichen doesn't know when this projection of his consciousness will disappear. He said honestly: "I don't know."

"The flower picker will come back at any moment, you have to find a place to hide." Lu Tingyun stood up and looked for a suitable place in the room, "I don't know why he didn't put a surveillance circle in the room, but I'm afraid of your state The concealment formula will be discovered."

Song Huaichen was not worried about his own safety: "None of the thunder from Hushe City could kill me, and a monk probably wouldn't be able to kill me."

He noticed that Lu Tingyun's footsteps were flimsy when walking: "Are you just granted a cultivation level?"

Lu Tingyun's footsteps stopped, he faced the wardrobe beside the bed, without turning around, he reached out and took down the vase on the top of the wardrobe: "Do you still want me and Huang Yaoshi to wait another half year in fear?"

Although when it came to Huang Yaoshi, it definitely didn't mean to just mention him in passing, but when it comes from Lu Tingyun's mouth, the meaning is different.

It's a blame, but it's more like a love story.

Song Huaichen has a good appearance, and he has a cold relationship with fellow monks at Hetingwang, but many monks from the Waifeng and Waizong who have never had a close relationship with him have a good impression of him, and Song Huaichen has heard a lot of hidden and explicit words. Always perfunctory with a smile.

But now, Song Huaichen couldn't laugh.

Knowing that something happened to Yu Chen, he could continue to do things at his own pace, but when Lu Tingyun disappeared, he was in a mess and felt the impatience he hadn't seen for a long time.

When listening to the unhelpful analysis from the monks of the Eight Sects, Song Huaichen gave up half of his energy and forced himself to calm down, thinking how strange, what is the difference between Lu Tingyun and Lu Tingyun?From Wuxiang Hall, to Hetingwang, and then to Mortal World, he has seen so many people, what is so special about Lu Tingyun?

Lu Tingyun is indeed special, there are his stories in the streets and alleys.

This is a well-born monk, a disciple of the first sect of Guiyi.Although he is not the true biography of the master, and his identity is slightly different from the protagonist in the storybook, his own experience is not inferior to that of the protagonist in the story. He has experienced many hardships, each of which can be taken out separately and written into a story , He overcame all the difficulties, broke through and stood up, and his cultivation base improved at an astonishing speed.And he also has a handsome appearance, a cheerful personality, and a gentle manner.

He is a monk with amazing talents, and he doesn't have the strange temper of other geniuses and monsters. Almost everyone yearns for him, yearning for him in various meanings.

From the performance of Lu Tingyun's two junior sisters, Song Huaichen already knew how attractive this sword cultivator was.

So is he attracted to me too?

Song Huaichen asked himself.

But those so-called tribulations, the surprises in those stories, and even Lu Tingyun's praised appearance are really nothing to Song Huaichen from Wuxiang Temple.

But things like feelings can't be explained clearly.

Just like Song Huaichen can understand other people in Wuxiang Hall and Xiaodan Peak, but he still doesn't want to go back to any place.

So Song Huaichen, who had no smile on his face, asked Lu Tingyun softly: "So, what do you want me to do?"

Lu Tingyun was suffocating in his heart, Song Huaichen's softness hit his heart, he turned around abruptly, and blurted out the words after holding back for a long time, in a fierce and forceful tone: "I hope—"

However, I just said the beginning, and when I saw Song Huaichen's expression, the anger in my heart "popped", and another emotion that was hidden deeper, so deep that I didn't even dare to say it, suddenly found an outlet. , With a coaxing sound in his head, Lu Tingyun's eyes became hot, he lost his composure and rushed back, grabbed Song Huaichen by the collar, and threw the two of them against the wall in inertia.

Lu Tingyun lowered his head, tried his best to calm down, and gritted his teeth: "...I hope...I hope you can be well."

Song Huaichen was pressed against the wall, and he felt Lu Tingyun's mood almost instinctively. He felt as if he was divided into two people, one with a blank mind due to the shock, and the other calm without any fluctuations.Song Huaichen heard his own voice: "Is there anything wrong with me? I've always been fine."

I have already started, and I can't hold back my words: "Are you lying to me or yourself? How are you? How are you doing? Your cultivation level is terribly high, and you hide many things from me——Huang Yaoshi Also keep it from me, it's nothing. But didn't you realize that you are completely different from Huang Yaoshi? Huang Yaoshi likes to eat and is passionate about medicinal materials. Everyone can see his preference. He lives with purpose and truth. You What? You seem to know everything, but you don't care about anything. You say you don't care about people in Yingshan Lake, but you would risk your life to save a little girl. If I didn't happen to have "Zhan Chen Jue", And "Zhan Chen Jue" happens to be related to weights and measures, would you think of opening a store after leaving Yingshan Lake and collecting information from various sources?"

"You don't mean what you say. Your motivation to do things is given by others. It's all a coincidence. What if one day your luck runs out and there are no more coincidences? What are you going to do?"

"Song Huaichen, you feel unreal to me, as if you don't live in this world. I'm afraid that one day you will suddenly disappear."

In the ups and downs of Lu Tingyun's voice, calmness and restlessness merged into one, forming Song Huaichen.

Song Huaichen, who was reprimanded angrily, blinked slowly: "I think I am a person who is easily satisfied. As long as someone plays backgammon with me, I will feel very fulfilled and happy."

"I'm not frank and decisive." Song Huaichen was self-aware, "But it's not as bad as you describe, right?"

"When you say 'should', it means that you are not sure." Lu Tingyun controlled his emotions, and finally dared to look up, his eyes were red, "It's not up to him what a person is like."

"But there is one thing we need to pay attention to." Song Huaichen paused, and Lu Tingyun looked at him.

"Now, it's not about me, it's about you."

When Lu Tingyun rushed over, the vase on the wardrobe was thrown on the ground.

Song Huaichen raised his hand to attract the plants lying among the broken porcelain.Inexplicably placed on the vase on the closet, the plants inserted in it are also inexplicably, neither fragrant nor beautiful.

Among the lush green leaves, there are scattered yellow calyxes dragging tiny white flowers, some of which have withered and produced soybean-like fruits.

"Zhan Cao, the obedient is charming to others. That's what the flower picker told you to see how long you can last, right?"

Zhancao works very quickly after taking it, and it may not be harmless to people if it is placed in the room.

Lu Tingyun's outburst is probably related to this thing.

Lu Tingyun joked: "Brother Song, look at how urgent I found you."

"So you should take the time to answer my question?" Song Huaichen asked him, with a smile on his face, and he became the Mr. Song in Yingshan Lake who was in control of everything, "You haven't told me anything yet. I."

"But before that," Song Huaichen grabbed the paw that was still grabbing his collar, and said every word, "let go."