Refusing to work overtime for the teacher

The fine snow is flying again.

The snow piled on the stone steps of the mountain road has not been cleared in the future, and too many people have passed by, and the snow has been trampled thin and black.The two of Xie Ling passed by with Master Mencuo, walked to the mountainside step by step, and walked into the most majestic and solemn palace in the snowy area.

The breeze on the porch is cold, the snow is falling outside the eaves, and the corners of the clothes sometimes rise and fall, and the arc drawn is cold.Occasionally I saw monks walking, or two or three walking together, but not talking, the atmosphere was mournful and silent.

Master Mencuo led Xie Ling and Xiao Xun all the way to the Red Palace, the residence of the highest authority in Tantric Buddhism.

The hall was dark.The body of this living Buddha has been put into the spiritual pagoda. The pagoda is covered with gold and inlaid with pearls and jade. It is the most noble funeral for the people of Xueyu.

The pagoda stops on the jade steps, but has not yet been sent into the mourning hall. Butter lamps are placed under the steps, filled with small copper-colored bowls, which flicker from time to time, illuminating the hall faintly.

Xie Ling also lit a lamp and placed it on the edge of the oil lamps. When he got up, he nodded to the Spirit Pagoda as if he had just seen him for the first time, as a salute.

After Xie Ling, Xiao Xun lit a butter lamp and bowed to the pagoda with palms together.

The two of them didn't stay in the Red Palace for too long, and they had no reason to stay. After lighting the lamps, they left the palace.

Master Mentso was still leading the way for them.After walking down a long and steep staircase, he looked at Xie Ling: "Dare to ask your name?"

"The world says Xie Ling." Xie Ling told the truth and did not hide anything.

The expression of the Tantric monk was not too surprised, it seemed that he had guessed it a long time ago, but now he was affirmed. "So it's Mr. Xuesheng." He whispered and smiled.

No longer chatting, the two said goodbye to Mencuo, left Nanjia Palace, and returned to Zhaocheng.

Xixue repainted the cleaned streets into silver and white. There were few pedestrians on the roads, and most of them went to the foot of Nanjia Palace to see the Living Buddha off.

"His chess is very good." Holding an umbrella, Xiao Xun looked back at the palace standing in the mountains, and said in a low voice, "Playing chess with him will benefit a lot."

Xie Ling turned his head to look at him, carefully considered his words, and said, "Your attitude towards Tantrism is very gentle, and you are very close to the monks—it is the gentleness and closeness in your heart, which is different from when you treat fellow practitioners in the human world. .”

When Xiao Xun heard this, he rolled his eyes and smiled, his smile was a bit teasing, as if he was saying that you finally couldn't help but ask me curiously.

Xie Ling twitched her brows, bent her index finger, and bluntly tapped Xiao Xun on the head.

"Hey, how could you treat me so violently." Xiao Xun pretended to hug his head, his words were faint, and Xie Ling glanced at him again, before he said seriously: "Didn't I tell you? I'll stay in the snowy area for a while It's a short time."

"En." Xie Ling replied.

"But there's another thing I didn't tell you."

He purposely only said the beginning, causing Xie Ling to ask: "What's the matter?"

"I can also do divination and astrology, and I realized it under the snowy starry sky." Xiao Xun said with a smile, grabbed a lock of Xie Ling's blown hair, and twirled it around his fingers.

Xie Ling was a little surprised, but only slightly.Xiao Xun gave him too many "surprises". As early as when he was in Hefeng, he had the idea that Xiao Xun would do nothing strangely.

"To what extent have you learned?" Xie Ling asked.

"It's not very proficient, but I'm afraid there won't be many people stronger than me in this world." Xiao Xun replied slowly.

Xie Ling: "..."

These words are not arrogant.But Xie Ling had never seen Xiao Xun use this skill, so he was dubious: "What did you divination?"

"Your whereabouts." Xiao Xun sighed after saying this.

Xie Ling was deeply shocked: "What are you doing divination about my whereabouts?"

"When I was at Hefeng, I often couldn't find you. This master is weird, and he always disappears for a while every day." Xiao Xun said with a low snort.Xie Ling's eyes changed, and Xiao Xun understood that what this person meant was "If you can't find it, you can't find it if you don't find it." He shook his head and said, "But I can't calculate anything about you, no matter where you are or where you are. In addition, like in the fog, the past and the future cannot be seen clearly."

"Why?" Xie Ling frowned.He is familiar with the plot, and usually the people he meets are not good.

Xiao Xun thought for a moment, then replied: "Maybe it's because your level is too high, maybe it's because I'm not good at learning."

Maybe because I was a design dog who died suddenly.Xie Ling made a supplement in his heart.

"If you can't figure it out, then you can't figure it out." Xie Ling flicked his sleeves lightly. Anyway, he had encountered enough bad luck, and divination has always been mysterious. Even if the calculation is accurate, there is no way to know that. The result is that you make changes after knowing the hexagram, or it is caused by standing still.So I still don't know.

While walking, a thin layer of snow accumulated on Xiao Xun's open umbrella.He clinging to the handle of the umbrella and turned it around, and saw the flying snow whirling around.His silver hair scattered behind was messed up, Xie Ling turned his head to see it, and plucked it.

Xiao Xun let him ravage himself, shook his head and said, "I am young, but I know so many things. Aren't you curious about the story behind this?"

"If you wanted to tell me, you would have told me earlier." Xie Ling answered calmly.

Xiao Xun shook his head again, then smiled, lowered his voice and said to Xie Ling: "Actually, this is my second life."

Xie Ling blinked.Xiao Xun's whole body was full of deliberate mystery, which made Xie Ling subconsciously disbelieve.But making such an expression makes him not believe it, and it may be that Xiao Xun did it on purpose.

Xie Ling decided to fight this guy, and said, "Actually, I'm not Mr. Xuesheng."

"Oh?" The smile in Xiao Xun's eyes grew stronger, "Then who are you?"

"It's Xie Ling." Xie Ling replied.

Xiao Xun raised his eyebrows, was startled for a moment, then understood, showing interest, put the handle of the umbrella into Xie Ling's hand, walked around him, "I understand, you mean you are not Xue Shengjun, but Xie Ling?"

Xie Ling didn't answer, leaving nothing about him, and asked Xiao Xun: "What happened in your last life?"

"Last life..." Xiao Xun stopped in his tracks.

Xiao Xun stopped for a long time.Xie Ling stood beside him quietly, thinking that he would stop there and not continue, Xiao Xun suddenly reached out to Xie Ling and hugged him gently.

"In your last life, you were very cruel. You pierced my chest with a sword."

Xiao Xun's voice is also soft, just like this falling snow, if it is not slightly cool to the touch, it is hard to detect when it touches it.Xie Ling's hand holding the umbrella tightened, her eyes lowered, and she caught a glimpse of the wind blowing her hair like silver frost.

Xie Ling felt that what Xiao Xun said was true.He can transmigrate into the book after his sudden death and become a character in the book. Why can't others have adventures?Why can't the characters in the book have a reopening fate line?

However, is this really the world in the book?Huge doubts arose in Xie Ling's heart.

He couldn't figure out the answer to this question for a while, so he didn't think too deeply, and after turning his thoughts a few times, he threw it away, raised the hand hanging by his side, and hugged Xiao Xun back.

"In this case, why do you still come to the world? Why didn't you refuse when I accepted you as a disciple?" Xie Ling asked.

Xiao Xun rolled his eyes: "Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you be victorious in all battles."

Xie Ling rolled his eyes and realized an important joint: "So what you thought at first was how to deal with me?"

"No." Xiao Xun flatly denied it.

"Really?" Xie Ling raised her voice at the end, revealing strong doubts.

"That's what I planned." Xiao Xun lowered his voice, "But you surprised me too much. So many 'good' seedlings didn't choose, but you chose me to be your apprentice. I became curious and wanted to see Have you seen through me, what can you teach me, and then..."

At this point, Xiao Xun stopped.He tilted his head, approached Xie Ling and pecked his lips, and then continued: "Then I was thinking about how to abduct you."

Xie Ling: "..."

Xie Ling habitually wanted to knock this person, raised his hand halfway, but lowered it again.Xiao Xun is used to red clothes like fire, always smiling lazily, without any hatred or haze.His hand rested on Xiao Xun's back where the heart was for a moment, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"Kiss me once, and it won't hurt anymore." Xiao Xun said with a smile.

Xie Ling couldn't help but "tsk", instead of joking with this man, he put the umbrella back in his hand, turned around and left.

Xiao Xun simply put away the umbrella and walked one step behind Xie Ling.

The snow fell between Xie Ling's hair, dyeing his black hair a little frosty white.Xiao Xun picked up a lock of Xie Ling's hair, and said softly: "Master, now we all have gray hair."

After turning the corner, we set foot on another street.There is a newspaper office here run by practitioners, not all of the staff employed are Tantric believers, and it is still open.Xie Ling bought all the Jianghu Feibao in the past three years before going back to their small courtyard with Xiao Xun.

The formation that was set up before leaving was intact, except that the flower garden in the courtyard was not pruned, and it grew wildly and messily, and the surrounding area was clean and tidy, without any dust.

Xie Ling pushed open the door of the main hall, stepped in and then retracted it, and asked Xiao Xun: "Did you buy this yard? If it was still the original owner, how could you let the house be vacant for three years?"

"I see that you are satisfied with your stay, so I went to find the owner of this house and changed the contract from rent to purchase." Xiao Xun replied casually.

Xie Ling: "Why didn't you tell me?"

Xiao Xun rubbed his nose and looked upwards: "At that time, you didn't want to be friendly with me, and you talked politely with me, so I won't buy you the yard."

Xie Ling found his expression funny for no reason.

The two walked into the main hall, Xiao Xun replaced the round table here with a long one, sat opposite Xie Ling, and looked through the past three years' flying newspapers.

The world is so big, there are things happening every day, but there is nothing new under the sun, and what Xie Ling pays attention to is also old routines and old tricks.

Even though the Yaotai Realm lost two Nirvana Realms, they did not give up the idea of ​​becoming the number one sect and commanding the world.This sect even chose a location on the mainland and established a branch.They recruited more and more sects, big and small, but in the end they lost two generals, and they did not dare to start a big, frontal conflict with the world.

After watching it, Xiao Xun found it very boring. It was not as interesting as when Xie Fenglue gathered young elites from various sects to hunt him down.But these things cannot be discussed in detail with Xie Ling. The things in the previous life have passed, so there is no need to add to Xie Ling's troubles.

"These are all old things. The most important thing right now is the death of the person in power in the Snowy Tantric School." Xiao Xun cleared the long table out of an empty space, set out tea sets and teapots, lit a charcoal fire, and slowly brewed tea.

While boiling the water, he put out some snacks and continued, "The news must have spread. In a few days, mourners from all sects will arrive."

"Now everyone is staring at Xue Yu from all directions, guessing who will be the next living Buddha. I reckon Yaotai Jing will put some thought into this matter."

Xie Ling let out a "hmm", put down the newspaper, leaned back in the chair, and threw the three words "Yaotaijing" out of her mind.

It was cold, windy and snowy, and the water boiled slowly. After a while, I heard a slight sound from the pot.Hearing such a voice, Xiao Xun tapped lightly on the table with his fingers, and suddenly felt emotional: "Three years have passed."

He changed his tone again and let out a long sigh: "Why do I feel like I'm losing money?"

"How did you see it?" Xie Ling picked up a piece of peach blossom cake from the square plate woven with bamboo strips, and took a bite.It is good to have magic tools and spells. The ingredients prepared in the spring are now made into cakes, and the taste is not inferior.

"Three years can do a lot of things. But the three years between me and you are gone like this." Xiao Xun leaned forward, lay on the table, with the tip of his chin resting on the table, and stretched out his hand to meet Xie Lingxi. Counting, "Your birthday is missing for three years, Qixi Festival is missing three times, firecrackers are missing for Yuan Day three times, and red envelopes for Chinese New Year are missing three times..."

Xie Ling took a piece of mung bean cake and stuffed it into Xiao Xun's mouth, stopping him from reporting the date like a calendar: "There will be many three years in the future."

Xiao Xun let out a "huh" and said vaguely, "Then it's settled." After eating the pastry in two bites, he sat up straight and stretched comfortably.

As Xiao Xun expected, within a few days, there were many people from outside in Zhaocheng.Zhaocheng became noisy, and Xie Ling wanted to leave.Xiao Xun also had this plan, went to the city to find a shop that sells yak meat for export, and made a contract for regular delivery to Hefeng on the human road.

After finishing this matter, Xiao Xun had other thoughts, turned around and went to the other side of Zhaocheng.There was a snack shop here that did a good job of making yak jerky, so he decided to buy some back.

At this time, Xie Ling was doing daily exercise in the backyard, and she pushed out with a palm, and the wind from the palm made the pine branches fall backwards.He was satisfied with the momentum, but he heard three "knock, knock" knocks on the door, and someone knocked on the door of his front yard.

Xie Ling had no acquaintance in Zhao City, so no one would come to visit him, and if Xiao Xun came back, how could he knock on the door so politely?Xie Ling immediately swept out a divine sense, and then froze.

The person who knocked on the gate of the courtyard was dressed in black hair with a long sword on his back. He had a handsome and solemn face. Who else could it be if it wasn't an ancient pine?

Xie Ling stopped practicing palms, straightened her clothes a little, and walked to the front yard.

"Brother."

The door was opened from the inside, Xie Ling raised his eyes to meet the sight of the person who came up, and called out softly.

This day was a clear and snowy day, and the sun was flowing like honey, dyeing Xie Ling's plain clothes to color.There was light in his brown-black eyes, and Gu Song felt that there seemed to be a change in him, but he couldn't find out what changed.

"En." Gu Song nodded, as usual.

The moment Xie Ling saw the ancient pine, Xie Ling understood why he came here, but still couldn't help being surprised, and said: "I didn't expect the sect to ask you to come."

Gu Song said: "I happened to be checking things nearby, so I happened to come over to see you."

Xie Ling turned sideways to make way.Gu Song stepped into the courtyard, swept his eyes, and was slightly stunned for a moment.

There are traces of two people living together everywhere in this courtyard, two teacups leaning together on the stone table and in the lacquer tray, two wicker chairs in front of the flower garden, covered with the same thin blanket, and one on the corridor. , a crooked cushion... everything is in pairs, placed so casually that it can be called messy, but there is no intimacy.

"You..." Gu Song frowned, then stretched his brows again, looked back at Xie Ling, and asked him: "Has your health improved in the past three years?"

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