I became Hu Aotian by selling cuteness [Wearing Books]

Shu Lingjia's big swaying tail froze, and he raised his paw to scratch him.

Jing Feitong didn't hide, he held Shu Lingjia's little paw and shook it, and couldn't help laughing: "Okay, okay, it's my fault, there is no lack of hair...it really is. It falls off when it's hot. Is it normal too?"

Shu Lingjia warned: "It doesn't matter if I'm bald or not, but don't let my mother hear this. I don't want to put on balm, I'm cowardly, I don't have any masculinity."

Jing Feitong nodded, earnestly said that he had written it down, and said: "If there is a day, I will cover your escape."

Shu Lingjia snorted, then he looked around, and asked again: "Didn't you say that He Zizhuo is here? It is said that they have been away for a long time, how could they turn back? Could it be that you really sent people to surround and kill them?" , and forced those monks back?"

Jing Feitong shook his head and said, "No."

He took two steps out with the fox in his arms, and motioned towards the opposite side not far away: "Look."

It was the deep valley where Shu Lingjia and the others had just come out not long ago. Now that the fog cleared, it didn't look so mysterious and terrifying.

He could only vaguely see a few people hiding scattered around the valley, wearing the clothes of Ling Xiao's disciples.

Shu Lingjia whispered: "They went down? What are they going down for?"

Jing Feitong said: "When I went down to look for you, I sent people to guard outside. After we went out, all the guards on the surface were withdrawn, but there were still some people in the dark. I thought this place is dangerous after all, and the future demons The family must also send someone to deal with it, why don't I seal this valley first, and then 'accidentally' tell your father that I know, it can also show that I am thoughtful, considerate and enthusiastic..."

Shu Lingjia: "..."

He sometimes wonders, which of the two of them is the fox?Why is he so simple and honest when his teacher is from the same sect?

Jing Feitong originally intentionally teased him, but when he glanced at Shu Lingjia's swaying tail, he knew what Shu Lingjia was thinking, smiled, and said: "These people are surveying the terrain, and then they found He Zizhuo They turned back with people. And went deep into the valley again, so they reported the news to me."

Shu Lingjia said: "Look at what they mean, they intend to dig out something from the valley... Could there be any treasures that we didn't find after we went in?"

Jing Feitong said: "To be honest, I thought so too, but that's weird, the valley was covered by your father's demon energy before, after you fell into it, even if He Zizhuo went in and searched, it would definitely be difficult to go deep , at least not deeper than ours. Then what will he discover that we cannot discover?"

Shu Lingjia thought about it, and said, "Instead of guessing, it's better to go in and take a look. If he destroys the magic circle that seals evil thoughts inside, the consequences will be serious."

Before he knew it, his way of thinking also changed to "He Zizhuo can do anything bad." Jing Feitong smiled, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

He said, "You're right, I think so too. Wait a minute."

Jing Feitong raised his hand, and suddenly there was a long sword in his palm. After shrinking the sword to the size of a pendant, he put it on Shu Lingjia's neck, and covered it with hair.

"Wei Meng can't be used for the time being. You must have a self-defense weapon on your body. I just sent someone to fetch this sword. The weight and feel are similar to Wei Meng. You should take it with you."

Jing Feitong rubbed Shu Lingjia's ears, said with a smile, "Okay, let's go."

The two found their way into the valley again.

After they left for a while, the entire crack on the ground seemed to have a tendency to extend outward, becoming longer, Jing Feitong went around to the other end, hugged Shu Lingjia and jumped down.

In order not to cause fluctuations in his spiritual power, he didn't use his sword. When he fell, he pressed his palm or kicked on the nearby cliff from time to time to cushion his strength, and he quickly reached the bottom of the valley without a sound.

Shu Lingjia didn't return to her original shape, but lay in Jing Feitong's arms. The two followed the tracking technique all the way, but found that He Zizhuo didn't go in the direction where the demon emperor sealed his evil thoughts.

I saw that he turned and went straight without hesitation, and walked onto another very narrow and difficult path, which seemed to have a very clear purpose.

Jing Feitong and Shu Lingjia looked at each other, Jing Feitong hugged Shu Lingjia, and then quietly followed.

This road can only be passed by one person, and with Jing Feitong's stature, he had to bend over from time to time to pass it. It was not until after walking seven or eight miles that the two of them felt that the space around them gradually became larger.

But apart from the rubble on the mountain wall, nothing unusual was found.

Shu Lingjia jumped down from his arms and said: "Brother, slow down, cover your tracks first, don't show up rashly, this is very strange, let me see what happened first. Let's make him relax alert."

Jing Feitong said: "Alright, be careful."

After the two agreed, Shu Lingjia quickly ran towards the inside. He was small in stature and had fleshy pads under his feet, and he was swift and silent along the way.

As we moved forward, the road became wider and wider, and Shu Lingjia suddenly felt that the touch of his feet was not right. When he looked down, he found something other than stones on the ground.

He pawed it with his paws, and saw that it seemed to be some fragments of clothes, and there even seemed to be bloodstains that had dried up long ago. The color was already very pale, and it was obvious that it was left a long time ago.

If it was outside, the clothes would have been turned into fly ash long ago, but this place was completely sealed before, and the things inside were less corroded, so they were preserved.

Seeing these things that should not appear in such a place, Shu Lingjia felt a faint chill, and suddenly remembered something.

The reason why his father Jiaxuan came here at the beginning was because of the collapse of the western sky, and the thunder calamity fell from the sky. He extradited the thunder calamity, and after breaking through the abyss of the demon clan, he sank into the virtual world.

In such chaos, apart from Jiaxuan, the possibility of other people or things falling here together at that time was not ruled out.

At the very least, the clothes and bloodstains definitely do not belong to Jiaxuan, so whose would it be?How did He Zizhuo discover such a deep place? What is he looking for?

Shu Lingjia raised a claw and quickly planed a few times, scraped away the gravel, picked up a piece of clothing, and observed it carefully.

The snow-white fur on his paws reflected the red cloth, and the gold pattern embroidered on it was very obvious, and it was vaguely familiar, Shu Lingjia was about to take a closer look, when his eyes suddenly lit up.

Under this underground abyss, the light is already extremely dark, so it is disturbing to suddenly brighten up.

Shu Lingjia became alert almost instantly, and no longer concealed his identity. After turning around and returning to his human form, he tore off the sword Jing Feitong gave him with his backhand, held it in his hand, and looked around.

He found that his origin had disappeared, and he was now in a closed space.

A series of bright lanterns were lit in the air all around, and they were arranged very neatly. Shu Lingjia took a rough scan and found that there were 81 lanterns.

He suddenly remembered that the piece of red cloth he saw was the monk's cassock!

Shu Lingjia took a step back, loosened his fingers slightly, and clenched the hilt of the sword again, and said in a low voice, "Master?"

The word "Master" does not refer to He Zizhuo, but to the master he worshiped in Xitian, the Buddha.

"Amitabha."

Following Shu Lingjia's words, a Buddha's chant suddenly came from behind him, and then, a hand stretched out and patted his shoulder.

Shu Lingjia was already on full alert, and immediately turned around and drew his sword. In a flash, the shining blade of the sword had already reached the opponent's neck.

Immediately, he also saw clearly the face engraved in the depths of his memory in front of him, old, plain, solemn, wearing cassock, twisting Buddhist beads in his hands, it was the Buddha of the Western Paradise.

He didn't resist, but let Shu Lingjia put the sword on his neck and looked at him calmly.

Sure enough, Shu Lingjia withdrew his sword and took two steps back. After a while, he lowered his sword point, bowed slowly, and saluted.

"After another round, I've grown so big."

The Buddha stared at him for a moment, and then said: "Back then your senior brother did not hesitate to kill his master to save you, and it really did not waste his hard work, saving your life."

In fact, Shu Lingjia's feelings for the Buddha were not as complicated and profound as that of He Zizhuo, because he was not too close to his first master.

When Shu Lingjia just went to Xitian to visit his teacher, the Buddha was still very gentle and loving. He had heard people say many times that before he came to Xitian, the Buddha had only one apprentice, Jing Feitong, and he treated him the same way. Carefully cultivated and paid attention to.

But after a few years, they all found that Master was becoming more and more indifferent to others. Including the two disciples, apart from the routine teaching and teaching, they rarely communicated with each other. Sitting in the room.

Both Jing Feitong and Shu Lingjia asked him if there was anything unpleasant, and the Buddha replied that he was just studying the principles of Zen and didn't care about other things.

So speaking of it, the relationship between Jing Feitong and the Buddha may be a little closer. For Shu Lingjia, the deepest impression of this master is the thin back sitting in front of the incense table.

At that time, the Buddhist sage wanted to kill him to gain merit, but Jing Feitong saw the opportunity and killed his master in one fell swoop. Shu Lingjia didn't expect to see him here.

Everyone in front of him is unpredictable, and the surrounding environment is also seemingly real and unreal.

Hearing him bring up the past, Shu Lingjia became alarmed, and said in a low voice: "You fell short, but failed to kill me. Do you feel regretful when you say that now?"

The Buddha sage moved the string of Buddhist beads one by one in his hand, and the "click" sound of the beads colliding for no reason added a bit of tension to the atmosphere at this time.

He said: "Whether it's you or Fenghuang'er, I watched them grow up, and they are also my beloved disciples who I placed high hopes on and cultivated. I have known your life experience since the day you came to Xitian. If you want to get rid of you, you should do it when you are fledgling, how can you wait until then?"

Shu Lingjia didn't move, looking at him defensively.

The Buddha said: "In spite of unintentional disasters, I participated in eliminating demons. I thought that I had practiced for many years and had no desires or desires. Even if I couldn't get rid of the monsters, I would always be safe. However, it was interrupted by a sword cry, and since then, the demon heart has been deeply planted, and it has finally lost its mind, so it will make such a move."

Shu Lingjia was skeptical.

For him, it was easier for him to accept that the master shot him because he was unconscious than if he just wanted his own life.

But the Buddha is not the same as ordinary people. He has pure six senses and profound Dharma. He has already reached the state of no desire, no desire, and a transcendent state. There are so many noisy voices from the outside world on the battlefield, how could he be attracted by a sword cry? Is it magic?

While Shu Lingjia was thinking, the Buddha had already approached him, reached out and stroked his hair, and said, "Lingjia, I know that you are the most affectionate child, and my actions before made you sad. But that was not my original intention, now that my demon barrier is gone, are you still willing to call your senior brother and come with me?"

Shu Lingjia was gently stroked on the head by him, as if under some kind of spell, and his thinking slowed down with this gentle movement, subconsciously asked back: "Where are you going?"

"Of course I went back to the sect. After we go back, we can completely restore our previous life. That should be the day you want most? As a teacher, I will make up for everything you owe..."

Even if Shu Lingjia heard this one month in advance, it might be difficult to refuse.It seems that since he was born, he was destined to have a rough life, wandering around, and every time he just found a place to live, he would be betrayed and abandoned in a blink of an eye.

"Restoring the previous life", having a familiar place that can give him a sense of belonging and comfort him through the day is probably what Shu Lingjia yearns for the most.

But after several twists and turns, things are different, and they used to be not once. Although giving up will make people feel painful, but some things are given up when they are given up.

Shu Lingjia has already realized that the scene in front of him seems to be some kind of torture for him, but now this level of temptation can no longer trap him.

He was about to refuse when he heard the person in front of him say again: "I remember when I first saw you, your whole body was soaked by the rain. I picked you up from the grass, and you just curled up in my hands and kept huddling in my hands." Trembling, I thought it was probably because I couldn't support you anymore, but I didn't expect that after going back to take care of it for two days, you started to jump up and down again, it's very easy to support..."

This passage is also Shu Lingjia's extremely deep memory. Although many things happened in the middle, whoever was brought back to a warm home in the cold wind and rain and was about to freeze to death, fell asleep softly. Sleeping under the covers, drinking warm rice soup, and being told that you will never have to wander around again is hard to forget.

Even sometimes, when you recognize the true face of that person and see the conspiracy and deceit behind it, you will still cherish that warm feeling in the deepest corner of your heart.

"I've always been worried that the unintentional disaster would happen again, and I was afraid that his curse on Ling Xiao would become a reality, so I made some extreme actions in a hurry. But when I saw your senior brother and you fall from the valley, I feel very sad and regretful.”

The other party said: "The meaning of a sect's existence is to protect its disciples. If everyone sacrifices for this, then what's the point of protecting the sect's existence with all its strength?"

His words were both reasonable, sincere, and beautiful, and they also expressed Shu Lingjia's thoughts all along.

He couldn't help but looked up at He Zizhuo, and thought of the faint cold fragrance that he smelt in his sleeve after leaving the wind and rain.

Wait, He Zizhuo?

Wasn't it the Buddha who spoke to him just now?

Although both are masters, and they are both masters who have cheated him hard, but they are completely different!

The surrounding 81 Buddha lamps are gradually going out, and the surroundings are getting darker and darker. People's faces are blurred and gradually turning into shadows with ambiguous outlines. Shu Lingjia suddenly became a little confused.

At this time, he happened to hear the other party asking himself: "Ling Jia, I have already figured it out. Now the nightmare is our common enemy, and I need you to come back."

"I brought you up since I was a child. Although there is no blood relationship, it is better than my own flesh and blood. Neither you nor I can easily cut off this emotion. I know that you have always longed for a home. If Master apologizes to you, would you Come back to me?"

Shu Lingjia took a deep breath and said, "Master, I have actually been waiting for your words for a long time."

The other party stretched out his hand, as if to pull him.

"But it's too late now."

The palm fell again, and was suddenly held in mid-air by Shu Lingjia.

He turned his body slightly, raised his eyes coldly, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, and at the same time, the thumb of the other hand had already pushed the hilt of the sword away and unsheathed it!

The sword energy exploded suddenly, it seemed to have the power to break the sky, and it slashed straight in front of him!

The ground under his feet shook violently, and there seemed to be the sound of something breaking in the air. Amidst the loud bang, the Buddha's lamp was completely extinguished, the space collapsed, and the figure belonging to the Buddha in front of him flew back, forming mudra, golden light It burst out and collided with Shu Lingjia's sword energy.

Shu Lingjia was about to destroy the sword energy again, but the protective formula that the Demon Emperor placed on him helped him block it first.

Suddenly, the illusion was broken, and there were still rubble on the mountain wall all around, and the person who appeared in front of Shu Lingjia was indeed He Zizhuo.

Before Shu Lingjia could say anything, He Zizhuo's reaction was even more surprising than him: "It's really you? You really didn't die."

The surprise and cold hostility in his eyes at this moment were compared with the persuasive look just now, giving people a very strange sense of confusion.

Shu Lingjia frowned, and said, "What kind of trick are you playing? Didn't you say what you just said?"

He Zizhuo seemed to be taken aback for a moment.

He stretched out his hand and pressed his forehead, then sneered, and said, "Yes, I'm urging you to go back to Lingxiao, hoping to give you one last chance, but haven't you already rejected it? Sure enough, you are born with a demon seed, obstinate If you don't work, you don't repent, and you waste all your time as a teacher, how can you let me indulge you?"

The anger that Shu Lingjia had accumulated in his chest just now was ignited by his words.

Now he really thinks that He Zizhuo is a psychopath, mentally twisted, moody, and has a habit of teasing other people's feelings.

If you are an enemy, then fight with all your heart and soul. Whether you live or die depends on your own ability, and there is no complaint. If you really have the intention to turn around and repent, then be sincere, even though it is too late Can make people feel relieved.

But he firmly believes that Shu Lingjia was brought up by him, and he will treat him like a father for the rest of his life, unable to get rid of the emotional bond, his attitude is hot and cold, contradictory, and he will kill for a while and keep him for a while, which is really frustrating. Annoyed.

Shu Lingjia sneered and said, "I have a real father, how can you forgive me?"

After he finished speaking, he left no room for a sword in the chest.