The rules of survival of the magic stick

"what happened?"

Tang Su sat on the bed made of haystacks, breathing heavily, his eyes wide open.The night sky was pure, and a drop of cold sweat on his forehead was clearly visible, and the crystal clear water slowly fell from his forehead into the darkness below. He heard the sound, turned his head slowly, and saw Gongyifu standing at the door, against the light, and could not see his face clearly. on the expression.

He trembled with his fingers, then turned his head and looked at his slender fingers fixedly. After looking at them for a long time, he recalled where they are now. He fell down the canyon to the east and came here. The memory is like a revolving lantern. Flickers flashed through my mind, in this hazy night, everything seemed to blur the boundary of reality, making it difficult to distinguish between true and false.

Even so, Tang Su knew who the person standing opposite was. He knew that this was just a nightmare. It might just be because he experienced too many thrilling things during the day, which caused the nightmare just now.

So he swallowed, and rolled his Adam's apple: "No, nothing."

During this period, he kept looking down at his hands, not even daring to glance around. Tang Su breathed steadily, and just about to say "Go back to the courtyard and meditate", when he felt a bird covering his head. Warm big hands.

"Why?" Just as he was about to turn his head, he felt the hand on his head gently stroking his soft hair, and a deep voice came, like the endless sleepiness in this dark night, bringing endless peace of mind.

"It's cold in the courtyard."

Even though he knew it shouldn't be like this, even though he had closed his eyes in the courtyard and had been silently reciting the Qingxin Mantra and Heart Sutra for a long time, Gongyi Fu heard Tang Su's voice when he was meditating, and his heart still missed a beat. The personal relationship is still not as omniscient and omnipotent as a real living Buddha. He can detect an energy that does not belong to the human world mixed in it, but that peach blossom, this villager, he dare not draw an absolute conclusion. The young man he saw was stunned, and the night covered his pale face like a cassock, as if it would disappear in the next second.

"What did you see just now?" His voice was low, and he sat down slowly, his slender knuckles slowly stroking the young man's satin-like hair, perhaps because he was frightened. Before fully regaining consciousness, the young man at this time did not even have the slightest intention of rebelling. Rather than saying that he was rebelling, it would be better to say that he gradually revealed his side hidden under the minions.

Just like that night, the night when Tang Su told him that he was leaving was the first time that Gong Yifu began to truly understand this young man.

But now, his heart is also clamoring to know more about this young man, but his rationality is suppressing this feeling that he knows is wrong.

Tang Su froze for a moment, and finally slowly recovered from the nightmare. He realized that the dead monk's face turned red instantly when he touched his hair, but the emotion in his heart that didn't want to slap his hand away came back. what's going on? !

In the end, he still lowered his head obediently, and whispered cowardly: "D-I had a nightmare."

His eyes moved from the hair to Tang Su's cheeks, his facial features were delicate and fragile, his light eyelashes fluttered like a pair of butterfly wings, the heart-stirring beauty at the moment of dying is completely irritating. He wanted to take this fragile young man into his arms.

Gongyifu continued to ask, his eyes lowered a lot, and there was a hint of tenderness in his voice. He somehow felt that Tang Su's dream might have something to do with this village. This young man was born with spirituality: "Oh? what nightmare?"

"Hundred ghosts at night." When he said this, his Adam's apple suddenly rolled twice, and he suddenly raised his head to meet Gong Yifu's gaze. Amber's eyes were full of eagerness: "I always feel that something is wrong with this village. , Monk, do you see anything?"

Gongyifu didn't answer his question. He knew that the young man was very tired now, and people would easily collapse if he was extremely tense. He didn't want to see Tang Su collapse, although his intuition told him that the trembling youth would Very tempting, with terrified eyes, it would be as beautiful as a beautiful white swan breaking its wings, but his reason also knew that it was completely wrong to do so.

He feels that he has been getting more and more wrong recently, since he met Tang Su, and this feeling is rapidly expanding like an unruly wild dog, uncontrollable.

Tang Su waited for his answer. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong. The beauty here is beautiful, but there is the bloody smell that he is familiar with everywhere, and it almost makes him feel sick to dizzy. It started, and now Tang Su even began to doubt whether the man in black wanted to save them or put them to real death.

He didn't notice the thoughts of the people next to him who didn't care about it at all, and he didn't bother to notice how revealing the eyes of the monk next to him were. He was just experiencing a rapid expansion of fear in his heart. The oppression of death and fear of ghosts were enough to prevent him from keeping calm. , he has now put all his thoughts on stabilizing his mind, and the only experience he learned from the hunting time in his youth is probably that he must never panic.

Keep calm and take a deep breath.

Tang Su began to take deep breaths slowly, trying to calm down, when Gongyifu spoke out.

"Can you stop calling me a monk?" That sounds really unfamiliar.

But it wasn't the answer he wanted.

When Tang Su heard him say this suddenly, except that he wanted to kill him because he almost choked, he was also taken aback by this unexpected sentence. He said it sounded a little helpless, and felt that the two of them The same as how familiar the relationship is.

Actually there is no relationship between them.

"Then what do I call you? Master? Don't make me laugh." Tang Su subconsciously began to tease him again. It is impossible for him to respectfully call this guy a master. I don't know why it is impossible. Logically speaking, this guy should be my savior twice, but why is it so awkward to call Master?

It seems to feel very rusty.

Gongyifu imagined this guy calling him master, and thought that scene was a bit funny in his heart, but he immediately scolded himself for what he was doing in his mind, he really didn't know himself very well.

But the conversation can't stop here, he looked at Tang Su, Tang Su also looked at him, the latter looked puzzled, as if he didn't understand why the person in front of him suddenly went crazy and started to pretend, in fact, he doesn't understand now What madness did I smoke.

So Gongyifu said: "Then you call me by my name, my name is Gongyifu."