You Buddha is merciful and cool [Rebirth]

Zhu Jueyun hesitated for a long time, and then said: "I don't want you to go."

"I won't stop you if you want to go," he said, "it's up to you to decide."

Qu Conggu said: "I'm very good. Peng Peng has praised me. I haven't been injured in fights before, so nothing will happen."

Zhu Jueyun said: "It has nothing to do with whether there is an accident, even if you let you go out during the Mahayana period, I will not feel at ease."

Qu Conggu, however, remembered what happened before, and couldn't help but said: "You have left me many times, so why should I wait for you? You also know that this is uncomfortable."

Zhu Jueyun looked at him and suddenly stopped talking.

After Qu Conggu finished speaking, he regretted it first, stopped talking, then lay on his body, bit his clothes, and rubbed against him.

Zhu Jueyun let out a breath like a sigh, and then slowly patted him on the back.

"I'm not angry, I don't remember any grudges," Qu Conggu whispered, "Don't be angry either, let's not quarrel."

Zhu Jueyun smiled, "I won't quarrel."

How could he talk to Qu Cong and Gu Cheng so quickly.

"You can do whatever you want," he said, "be alert yourself, and don't let me worry about it."

"It's also good to go out and wander, so as not to lose your cultivation in vain."

Qu Conggu flinched at this time: "You really don't want to, so forget it. I have never done such an important thing. If I can't find it, it will be a waste of time."

"It's fine if you can't find it. Anyway, those who stare at Fang Mo Zhongwu will know the miracle in the end, so you should just go out and have fun, and don't take it too seriously."

The two of them switched positions again, and pushed each other very politely.

In the end, Qu Conggu said with a smile: "The disciple will definitely fulfill the mission of the master."

He said it majesticly, but in fact his arms were still hanging limply around Zhu Jueyun's neck.

He wasn't afraid of anything at all, and he was afraid of being a newborn calf, but Zhu Jueyun's heart sank several times, and he pretended nothing happened.

Even if the matter is settled in this way, it doesn't mean that they can start immediately after it is settled. It will take two days to prepare the troops and pack the luggage.

In the past few days, he heard people say that the head of the sect had a bad temper and his face was frosty, so he didn't take it to heart.

Before leaving, he asked Jing Wu to give some instructions.

"If there is any change, I will send a message to you," Jing Wu thought he would go on and on, and finally concluded, "The head of the sect stays at Fulong Mountain every day, and nothing will happen these few days. Even if something happens, I will definitely Let you be the first to know if it works or not?"

Qu Conggu said embarrassedly: "I'm not talking about that, I'm worried about you too."

Jing Wu didn't raise his head and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Master of Ceremonies."

Qu Conggu: ...

Qian Zhu said: "The journey is long, people's hearts are treacherous, so be careful in everything."

Qu Conggu resolutely said: "Okay."

"I can pass by Jiangnan this time—"

Before he finished speaking, Qian Zhu immediately interrupted: "Go and come back quickly, don't worry about what you have and what you don't have."

Qu Conggu could only resentfully: "...Okay."

He has a good temper, he doesn't shirk anyone who asks him to do things, and his background is very tough, so he is very popular on Fulong Mountain, and when he leaves, there are people coming to see him off.

Zhu Jueyun didn't come, only Cao Gu stood aside, looking at him imposingly and expressionlessly.

Qu Cong touched it a couple of times, made a boxing salute to everyone, turned around with his bags on his back and left.

Cao Gu followed two steps, then stopped, and watched him go.

"Master of Ceremonies," said a young monk, "shall we go the official route first?"

"Well," Qu Cong Gu replied, "Let's go to the famous mountains first."

Miracles have always come from majestic places, high mountains and wide waters are possible.

The young man said: "I'm afraid the head abbot has something important to do? Otherwise, he will definitely come to see off the master of ceremonies."

Qu Conggu heard that he was trying to comfort himself, and smiled at him.

The young man said: "The head is more taciturn than the old head, and only you can get a good face."

These words suddenly reminded Qu Conggu of the conversation between the two before going out this morning.

He remembered that he would be separated for a while today, and he didn't want to get up, so he was picked up by Zhu Jueyun and put on the ground together with the quilt.

"What does it look like," he lectured, "how do you go back on the promise you made?"

"I don't regret it," Qu Conggu said in a choked voice, "I just want to sleep a little longer."

Zhu Jueyun handed him the clothes, pursed his lips and said nothing.

Qu Conggu stopped making noise and put on his clothes in silence.

"You always have such a stern face," he lowered his head to button his clothes, "sometimes I don't know if you are angry."

He heard Zhu Jueyun approaching, looking down at his shoes.

"Not angry." Zhu Jueyun only said.

He would never say anything nice. When Qu Conggu said 'don't quarrel', he replied 'no quarrel'.

Consultant Qu Cong asked "Are you angry", and he replied "not angry".

But this answer can be regarded as a most credible promise, he will never blame Xiao Shizi for anything.

Qu Conggu said: "Recently, I always feel that you are angry with me."

Zhu Jueyun stretched out his hands to straighten his clothes, hugged him into his arms, patted his back, and said, "I'm a little tired these two days."

In normal times, he would never tell his tiredness, but in order not to make Xiao Shizi think too much, he can only explain it.

Qu Conggu said: "There are some things you can leave to others to do. They all admire you and are waiting to work for you. Why do you have to do it yourself?"

"Okay." Zhu Jueyun responded.

But when he responded like this, both of them knew that it was just to make the other feel at ease.

Zhu Jueyun's heart is too high, he still refuses to trust anyone.

He was so proud that he was indifferent, and he was also so indifferent that he lost humanity.

For so many years, only Xiao Shizi has braved the wind and frost to pry his heart, prying out such a small crack is only enough for him to get in, and there is no room for other things.

Zhu Jueyun pulled him away, checked that he was dressed properly, and said softly, "I won't see you off today, lest I look bad and make you think I'm angry."

Qu Conggu's face, which had been drawn all the time, suddenly smiled, and blamed him, "You're laughing at me."

Walking on the road today, he suddenly thought, maybe this is not a bad thing.

Zhu Jueyun didn't go forward alone, no matter how lonely he was, he still had himself to accompany him, which saved Chen Qing, Wang Qing, Liu Qing and other messy people from interfering.

Winter is approaching, and the sky is full of snow.

Everyone in the group has a good cultivation base, and they have visited Mingchuan Dajiang once in less than ten days.

The snow squinted on the high mountain, and the wind howled.

Qu Conggu was wearing a flip-up jacket, two blushes were frozen, and he squinted his eyes to look up.

A disciple said: "Master of Ceremonies, everyone has searched all over."

"What about Houshan?" Consultant Qu Cong, "Have you found them all?"

The disciple said, "I found them all."

Qu Conggu frowned, and looked up unwillingly.

He had just come down from the top of the mountain and looked down at the land. He could only see a piece of white snow, and everything was covered by ice and snow, but he couldn't find anything.

The disciple said again: "I just met an old firewood farmer who said he heard that a new three-legged lamb was born in the village below."

Qu Conggu immediately said: "You didn't say it earlier!"

The group went to look for the lamb without stopping.

It's been the same for dozens of days. If you hear any anecdote and rush to find it, it's often a disappointment.

The same is true today.

When they arrived, the lamb had been slaughtered, and there was only a small pool of blood outside the sheepfold.

Originally, three-legged sheep would not live long, and the farmers would never keep them.

Then it wouldn't be a sign.

Qu Conggu was really anxious and didn't know what to do.

Staying at the farmhouse that night, I got another flying letter.

It was Zhu Jueyun who poured his voice into the envelope, and as soon as he opened it, he could see the handwriting floating in the air, and his voice could be heard in his ears.

He said everything as usual, he only said that everything in Fulong Mountain was as usual, so don't worry, it doesn't matter if you can't find the signs, don't worry.

He was not a talkative person in the first place, and sent letters frequently, but his words were all those two sentences, nothing new.

Qu Conggu looked back and forth two or three times before he extinguished the candle and went to sleep.

I didn't sleep well at night, I was still looking for signs in my dreams, and I had a lot of messy and weird dreams. When I woke up, not only did I not rest well, but I also felt very tired.

Dawn broke in the sky, the red sun slowly rose from the horizon, and the sun hit the snow, making people unable to open their eyes.

They set off again.

Along the way, I didn't see anyone who was a martial arts soul cultivator, nor did I see anyone else looking for him. Qu Conggu felt a little flustered, always worried that he was looking in the wrong direction and couldn't find the right way.

When someone asked 'where to go next', he said: "Let's go to the city."

The nearest city is called Guanglin City. It is not very big, but it is also a hub, and many quacks come and go again.

Qu Conggu looked like a young man, well dressed, but brought a group of Buddhist cultivators into the city. Such a strange combination caused many people to secretly look at him.

The wind and snow in the city were much lighter. He put down his fur collar and stopped a woman to ask for directions.

"Where is the biggest restaurant in this city?"

The woman said cautiously: "Go forward, stand at the intersection and turn left and you will see it. It's called 'Geshilou'."

Qu Cong thanked him, then let out a sigh of relief, and said to the people behind him: "Let's go."

Only where there are people can there be news. Although he was anxious, he decided to find a place to listen to the news.

Geshilou is a small two-storey building with a wine flag hanging on it, which says "Sell it now, don't sell it", it has lost its color and is fluttering with the wind.

Indeed, business is going well.