When the villain knows the plot

I don't know how much time has passed, but after reading half of this "Lotus Sutra", Xie Xiaoqing felt like being hit by a sledgehammer on the back of the head, each blow made his remaining strength go away quickly.

It would be better to look away from those Sanskrit words, but he still gritted his teeth and stared at the tiny characters.The disgust in his chest was getting heavier and heavier, and his blood was surging, as if he was about to vomit blood in the next moment.

Seeing that Master's jade-white hand was about to turn the page again, Xie Xiaoqing said in a low voice, "Wait..."

He hasn't read it yet.

He was trying to gather his energy and wanted to finish reading that page, but the master had already glanced at him, and with a touch of his finger, he closed the scripture.

"Looking at it any further will hurt your origin, you should go to sleep first." Master said.

"I'm fine...the conference will be held in three days, and I have to read all these scriptures."

"Go to sleep," the master smiled slightly, "I have my own way. Now that we are in the same boat, you should also believe that I will not harm you."

"...Okay." Xie Xiaoqing was no longer stubborn, and he really couldn't hold it anymore.

He got up and walked to the side of the bed, took off his shoes and coat, lay down, and pulled the thin quilt over his body.

Before going to bed, he looked at the master who was reading the scriptures silently under the front lamp.For a moment, he remembered that many years ago in the inn in Yangxi City, they shared the same room like this. At that time, he was still in the Qi refining period and needed to sleep, but the master was diligently meditating and practicing.

He closed his eyes and gradually sank into dreamland.

Without the foundation of Zen, he probably wouldn't be able to finish reading these scriptures within three days... Hearing his breathing gradually calm down, Ling Lian thought to himself.

In the original plot, Xie Xiaoqing once had the opportunity of Zen to barely cope with the test of this level, but this time he missed that opportunity, so he couldn't do what he could have done.

With his temperament, he will persevere, but once the spirit is excessively worn out, it may not be able to recover after decades of recuperation.Ling Lian did not hope so.

There is still a way to make up for the opportunities that Xie Xiaoqing lacks.

With a calm expression, he turned the scripture book in his hand to another page. The mental strength honed for 700 years is far beyond most people. He has also studied Buddhist scriptures beforehand. With some background, these Sanskrit texts have a much smaller impact on his mind.

When Xie Xiao woke up, he felt refreshed and his chest was no longer dull.

He hadn't slept in a long time, and judging from the sky outside the window, he slept until almost noon.

After getting dressed and getting out of bed, Xie Xiaoqing quietly walked to the desk and looked around.The master rested his forehead with his hands, closed his eyes, and remained motionless in silence—as expected, he was taking a nap.

Come to think of it, although the master's mental strength is far superior to his own, it still takes a lot of effort to read these scriptures.He glanced at the scriptures on the table again, and a small half had been put aside, which must have been read by the master.According to this speed, it is more than enough for Master to finish reading within three days.

Xie Xiaoqing leaned down, stretched out his hand to gently wrap around Master's waist, and wanted to carry him to the bed to sleep.But at this moment, the man moved, slowly opened his eyes, and looked up at himself.

"I've had a good night's sleep, and I don't need to rest anymore," he said.

"Yes." Xie Xiaoqing withdrew his hand and sat down beside him again.

The "Lotus Sutra", which he had only read halfway before, had been folded up and put aside. Xie Xiaoqing was about to fetch it to continue reading, but the master held down his hand.

Xie Xiaoqing looked at him in surprise.

"The true meaning of these scriptures is beyond my realm, and I cannot express them in my own words," said the master, "I will teach you like this."

Xie Xiaoqing's eyes widened——

He touched the warm and soft lips of the master, and before he could recover from the shock, a sense of mystery had passed from the master's lips.

He immediately understood that those were the true meaning of Zen contained in the Sanskrit scriptures.

It is completely different from the feeling of violent waves pouring into my mind when I stare at the scriptures. What the master sends is a gurgling stream, reserved and gentle.Maybe it's because of weakening the direct impact of the realm... He didn't rush to stuff all the content into his mind at once, but was not in a hurry, and gave him a moment to think about it after each passage.

Xie Xiaoqing instinctively caressed his back, hugged him, a trace of charm floated in his heart, like a wisp of fragrance lingering around him... In this trace of charm, he concentrated his mind and felt the words conveyed by the master with his heart. classics.

The back of the head began to ache again, but it was much better than before.

Before the pain became unbearable, the true meaning of Zen from the master stopped.

Sensing that he seemed to want to leave, Xie Xiaoqing subconsciously tightened his grip on him, deepening the kiss.After a while, he let go of his hand.

If he had died once before, he wouldn't have dared to presumptuously... But haven't they done everything between them?Master also understands my own thoughts clearly, and there is nothing to hide.

The master looked indifferent and didn't say anything about it.He glanced at the scripture book spread out on the case, and motioned Xie Xiaoqing to read it with him.

Perhaps because of the foundation laid during the indoctrination just now, Xie Xiaoqing's silent reading of scriptures this time was much easier than last night.