Black powder self-cultivation

Lin Tianluo looked up at Lin Qingyu, his eyes were full of doubts, but he didn't dare to speak out.

Lin Qingyu leaned over slightly, and whispered in his ear: "Luo'er, don't be nervous, as long as you don't sing loudly, no one will notice us."

Lin Tianluo: "..." Lin Qingyu's scorching breath sprayed against Lin Tianluo's ears, making his cheeks slightly flushed. Fortunately, Lin Tianluo's face was already a little flushed after being exposed to the sun for a long time, so Lin Qingyu didn't notice anything unusual.

Lin Tianluo was dragged by Lin Qingyu and quietly walked under the wall of the courtyard, turned a few turns, and came to the host's residence.Not far away was a figure walking towards this side, Lin Qingyu quickly pulled him to hide in the shadow of the tree, through the flowers and leaves, Lin Tianluo could vaguely see the appearance of the coming person.

Yuan Qing.

It's just that his footsteps were erratic, and his whole body looked numb, as if he had lost his soul.

Yuan Qing pushed open the door of the host's room and closed it again.

Lin Qingyu glanced at Lin Tianluo, and immediately led him to the roof, took away a tile and looked inside.

Lin Tianluo squeezed his head over and watched with him.Immediately, a cold and rotten breath rushed towards his face from the small hole. Seeing Master Huixin sitting motionless on the futon, Lin Tianluo felt more and more that he was like a rotten lump of meat.

Yuan Qing knelt down in front of Hui Xin, lowered his head deeply, and called out in a low voice: "Master."

Huixin opened her cloudy eyes and looked at him greedily.

I only heard Yuan Qing say: "Master, this time Yuan Qing is willing to die on behalf of Yuan Xiu, and ask Master to make it happen."

Huixin stared at him calmly for a moment, then said in a hoarse voice: "Are you really willing to die?"

"Yes." Yuan Xiu raised his head, still with a blank expression on his face, but the light in the depths of his eyes revealed his deep pain.

Huixin was silent for a while, and then said: "If you are willing to die, you will naturally save the trouble of being a teacher. It is only natural for you to take your life for the teacher to adopt you. Yuan Qing, you go, you know how to do it." of."

Lin Tianluo and Lin Qingyu looked at each other, after a while, Yuan Qing got up, opened the door and walked out.The two watched the host on the roof for a while, and found that he hadn't moved, so they jumped off the roof and caught up with Yuan Qing's back.

I saw him moving slowly step by step, like a marionette.

Lin Tianluo had a look of surprise in his eyes. He didn't understand what Yuan Qing meant by saying that he was willing to die instead of Yuan Xiu. The two followed Yuan Qing all the way until he returned to his room.Lin Qingyu repeated his old trick, leading Lin Tianluo to jump onto the roof, and lifted a tile to look inside.

Yuan Qing sat upright in front of the table, with a bronze mirror and a box of rouge and gouache in front of her, and a stack of red dresses next to her.He raised his hand to pick up the eyebrow pencil, and carefully traced the shape of his eyebrows for himself, his heart-like face was reflected in the bronze mirror.

Lin Tianluo was startled, and looked at Lin Qingyu with questioning eyes. Lin Qingyu made a gesture of silence with his fingers on his lips, and whispered in his ear: "Luoer, stay here and don't run around, I'll be back when I go."

Without waiting for Lin Tianluo to react, he jumped down, Lin Tianluo almost missed to catch up.Fortunately, he reacted in time and realized that he was squatting on the roof of someone's house, so he could only pick the tiles in grief and indignation, watching Lin Qingyu's back disappear from his sight.

Lin Tianluo thought that he would have to wait for a long time, but he didn't expect Lin Qingyu to come back soon.

Before Lin Tianluo could speak, Lin Qingyu confessed by himself: "I went to see Yuan Xiu just now."

Lin Tianluo: "???"

"He was given medicine and was in a coma, but the dose was very light, and he would wake up in half an hour."

"Who gave him the medicine?" Lin Tianluo approached his ear and asked softly.

Lin Qingyu's eyes drifted down and landed on Yuan Qing in the room, the meaning was self-evident.

Lin Tianluo looked down, only to find that Yuan Qing had already finished her makeup.Snow-white face, bright red lips, enchanting eyebrows, a big man, and a bald monk, with a thick layer of rouge and gouache on his face, just looking at it gives people goosebumps. A white-faced ghost who came out of hell.

Lin Tianluo couldn't help shivering, Lin Qingyu reached out and took his hand.

Yuan Qing in the room stood up slowly, picked up the red dress on the table, and raised his hand to take off the monk's robe.

Suddenly plunged into darkness, Lin Tianluo blinked, and raised his hand to take Lin Qingyu's hand away from his eyes.When he blinked, his eyelashes would tremble and scrape Lin Qingyu's palm lightly, which made Lin Qingyu feel a little restless deep in his heart.

After a while, he finally pulled Lin Qingyu's palm away. Lin Tianluo glared at him resentfully, and looked into the room again. Yuan Qing had already changed his clothes and was standing in the middle of the room in that bright red robe. It's just...too beautiful to look at.

Lin Tianluo silently withdrew his gaze.

Yuan Qing stood for a while, looked at his bed seemingly lingeringly, and walked slowly outside the house.

Lin Qingyu jumped off the roof with Lin Tianluo in his arms, and followed him again.

Passing through the long tree-lined road, I came to a small Buddhist hall.The shrine was in disrepair, in the shadow cast by the mountains, and the door was closed with a large brass lock that looked smooth and shiny.

Yuan Qing took out a key, opened the copper lock, and slowly pushed open the dusty door.

Lin Tianluo thought that he would see a dilapidated Buddha, but he didn't expect that there was nothing in the dark Buddhist hall, except for a dark coffin high on the pyre, which was covered with various weird and complicated patterns. The lines are entwined like magic, which seems to make Lin Tianluo a little out of breath.

How come... can't breathe?

Lin Tianluo woke up suddenly, and looked up at Yuan Qing again, only to see that he had lit an oil lamp at some point and was walking towards the huge pitch-black coffin.The dense darkness in the Buddhist hall swept in, as if it wanted to swallow his thin figure.

Lin Tianluo was in a bad mood, and sure enough, Yuan Qing suddenly threw the oil lamp in his hand to the woodpile, and the fire ignited with a flicker.

Lin Tianluo was slightly startled, and was about to ask Lin Qingyu to save someone, when suddenly a gust of wind rushed over from behind, and then Lin Qingyu hugged her waist tightly, and in the midst of a whirlwind, the two landed on a big rock beside them, looking down at that Suddenly came out to attack their people.

It is Master Huixin.

He stood under the sun with his face hanging down slightly, and he couldn't see the expression on his face, but the flesh on his face was loose, like rotten bark, even with the sun shining and the scent of flowers covering it, he still couldn't hide it He was full of rotten breath.Lin Tianluo had an illusion that the person in front of him had been dead for many years.

He glanced back at the burning Buddhist hall, Yuan Qing was walking slowly towards the coffin, Lin Tianluo said anxiously: "Brother, hurry up and save Yuan Qing."

Lin Qingyu hugged him, raised his palm, brought up a huge gust of wind and sand, and immediately extinguished the fire in the Buddhist hall.Lin Tianluo's eyes widened suddenly, watching Yuan Qing's figure slowly fall down, he couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with him?"

Lin Qingyu let go of him, drew out the sword from his waist, and met the attacking Huixin.He drew the sword extremely fast, and his figure was elegant. Huixin was no longer his opponent within a few transitions, and he also received a sword on his shoulder, and dark blood flowed out.

Lin Tianluo didn't care to watch the two of them fight, and quickly jumped off the stone, ran into the Buddhist hall, hugged Yuan Qing in his arms, looked down, and found that his heart had been nailed into a long copper nails.

"Yuanqing?" Lin Tianluo called out tremblingly.

Yuan Qing opened his eyes, and a streak of blood slipped from the corner of his mouth: "You, you are here, please, please save Yuan Xiu."

Huixin here is not Lin Qingyu's opponent, so he suddenly took out a bamboo tube from his sleeve and shook it crazily. He didn't know what was in the bamboo tube, and there was a violent impact sound. .

Yuan Qing hurriedly said: "You, you guys go away, this is a Gu worm."

Huixin grinned at the corner of her mouth, revealing a weird smile.

Lin Qingyu gave him a cold look, raised his hand and wiped his arm with the blade of his sword, bringing out a string of blood beads, where the blood beads fell, the poisonous insects retreated one after another, unable to dodge, violently flipping The body soon died.

"You?" Hui Xin looked up in shock.

The corner of Lin Qingyu's mouth hooked coldly, and the long sword in his hand stabbed out, quickly and neatly ending the opponent's life.

Master Huixin's body fell to the ground with a bang, and as he died, the poisonous insects retreated and disappeared.

Lin Qingyu put the sword back into its sheath, and took out a handkerchief to cover his wound. Suddenly, Lin Tianluo exclaimed and raised his head, only to see that Master Huixin, who was still very complete just now, had turned into a dense white bone, wrapped in a pile of white bones. Inside the thick cassock, it was extremely strange.

"He..." Lin Tianluo's face was pale.

Lin Qingyu walked towards him quickly, and suddenly there was an exclamation from behind: "Senior brother!"

Yuan Xiu stumbled in from the entrance of the courtyard, rushed into the Buddhist hall, knelt down in front of Yuan Qing, his eyes were full of disbelief: "Senior brother, woo woo, senior brother, don't die, don't leave Yuan Xiu, woo woo ..."

Yuanxiu's crying is all around his ears.

Lin Tianluo was also very sad, lowered his eyelids, and suddenly heard the sound of chains jingling, Lin Tianluo looked up in surprise, and saw the ghost guard holding the chains on Yuan Qing's body.

Lin Tianluo subconsciously looked down at Yuan Qing in his arms, Yuan Qing was still lying there, so it was Yuan Qing's soul that was locked away?Lin Tianluo raised his head again, only to see Yuan Qing following the ghost messenger in a daze.