Sword Three: Rain Painting Scroll

"Ah Xi." Mo Yu called her softly, with a hint of sadness in her voice. "Just pretend that I haven't said anything or done anything today." He looked at Mo Xi with light eyes and even a light expression, as if the moment of sadness just now was just an illusion.

After Mo Yu said this, he walked straight towards Mo Xi.However, he didn't want to walk in front of Mo Xi, but walked around Mo Xi and continued forward.

Mo Yu walked unhurriedly, the wind and sand blew past, rolled up his robe, and made a hunting sound.

When Mo Yu passed by her, the hand hanging by his side suddenly clenched into a fist, but then loosened the moment he completely bypassed her and left.

For a moment, she wanted to grab Mo Yu's hand.

"Mo Yu. 』Just as Mo Yu walked further and further away, Mo Xi's voice rang in his mind.

Mo Yu stopped, but didn't look back.

"Are you sick? 』Only sick people talk nonsense, Mo Xi can only think so.

She was just looking for a reason, a reason that could explain what Mo Yu did just now.

Mo Xi felt that he was not angry with Mo Yu, perhaps because of his hard-won relationship with him, or perhaps because of the paintings and thoughts he sent over the years, so when he heard what he said, , but my heart is just very tangled, I don't know how to speak.

Whether Mo Yu is really sick, only he knows.Eyes half down, Mo Yu sneered and said, "Just yearning for you is a disease? Ah Xi, what you said is too much, do you know that?" When he said this, he turned around, his eyes were clear and clear Staring at her back. "Ah Xi, listen carefully, I'm not sick, I not only miss you, I love you even more!"

"God is merciless. 』

Mo Yu asked with a gloomy face, "Why?"

"Mo Yu, I can understand what you said, but I can't understand it.What is love, what is affection, these feelings between men and women have disappeared since the time when my heart was on the road.I am God, and God cannot have love.I remember, Master Zhu Rong once said a word, if the gods have feelings, the world will be in chaos.The reason why gods cannot have feelings is because from the moment they become gods, they no longer have the seven emotions and six desires that humans should have. As the saying goes, the heart is like still water, and only then can they cultivate the Dao.Those who have a heart for the Dao must not have half-hearted love for their children, or other obsessions. 』

"I, as early as the moment I became a god, I have no emotions or desires. 』

Mo Yu was taken aback for a moment, never expecting this answer, he didn't dare to say: "What about Jiang Ziya? You care so much about him, even saving his body in an ice cave. If you are ruthless, then what is he? ?”

"He is the cause of my kind, so I must repay the fruit." ’ This is the cycle of cause and effect.The cause of the previous event becomes the result of the future event, and this effect becomes the cause of this event, and reaches the result of the other event.This is the meaning of the causal cycle.If this is not handled properly, it will become the biggest obstacle on her road.

Mo Yu took a step back, a bit of bitterness appeared on his lips.She thought that Jiang Ziya was an untouchable important person in her heart, but unexpectedly, that person was just the cause of what she had committed, and she had to pay for it.When the karma is over, she has nothing else to do.

There is nothing wrong with saying this, but for some reason, there is a trace of astringency in my heart.

Mo Xi didn't understand, so he could only suppress this astringency, and then said: "Mo Yu, let it go, you can practice hard and achieve greatness if you let go." Today's Mo Yu is different from ordinary people. He is a cultivator, so he can let go of all distracting thoughts, so that he can cultivate himself, and hope to become a fairy one day.

Mo Yu thought about many answers, but never thought that it would be such a sentence.

"Achievement Dao?" These four words were like a needle, piercing his heart so hard that he couldn't control the pain. "Ah Xi, you are really cruel." His voice was hoarse.

Mo Xi didn't dare to turn her head, she was afraid that she would meet Mo Yu's eyes.

"The road is long, and it is cruel. 』

"If, if one day, you have feelings? At that time, will you be with me?" The hand hanging by the side slowly clenched into a fist, with such force that the knuckles turned blue and white.

Mo Xi couldn't speak, her lips were tightly pressed together, and the heart in her chest was inexplicably aching, and every breath would hurt that much.In the past, when dealing with such matters, it was obvious that she could just treat them indifferently, but when facing Mo Yu, she couldn't, she was afraid of hurting the child.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Xi closed her eyes and walked forward, but the direction was opposite to Mo Yu's.Just after she took a few steps, someone hugged her tightly from behind, those arms could not allow her to struggle.Mo Yu's voice rang in her ears with difficulty. "Ah Xi, since I can't respond to me, then let me continue to miss you. I don't ask much, as long as I stay by your side."

Mo Xi let Mo Yu hold her like this, with a bit of bitterness on the tip of his tongue, he said slowly: "Mo Yu, as long as you are a person, you will experience birth, old age, sickness and death. Even if you are a monk, you will only live a few hundred years longer than ordinary people." Year.When the time comes, you will still die.No matter who it is, even if it is as powerful as a god, there is a time to die.I will also have that day, but that day is too long, so long that you don't know how long you have been reincarnated.A long, long time ago, Qingqing once showed me a storybook, which told a story of a white fox repaying a kindness.In order to thank the scholar for saving his life, the white fox turned into a woman to repay his life's kindness, but this life also caused the white fox to fall into incomprehensible emotional entanglements. In order to be with the scholar forever, the white fox went to find the scholar's reincarnation. , stay with him.Such emotions are too tormenting and miserable.Even if I have feelings, I will not look for a person, look for his reincarnation, and then watch him die life after life, like the white fox, with full of longing and miserable parting of life and death. 』

She is Mo Xi, she may be selfish in some things, but she can't gamble, and she won't put her feelings on a mortal who is destined to hurt her.A fleeting creature, she must have no feelings left.Whether you say she is cowardly or selfish, she can't afford to gamble.

Mo Yu wrapped her arms around her, he hugged her deeply, the tip of his nose lingered with a faint fragrance, his heart couldn't help throbbing, and said, "Then Ah Xi, don't like me, we will still be the same as before, no one will love you." Change. You are still you, I am still me, as long as you let me follow you all the time." Thinking of the day when he would really have to face the painful parting of life and death, Mo Yu felt that this is also pretty good.She is still her, the high god who will not show mercy to mortals, except Dao Dao, who doesn't care much about anything or anyone.This is very good, and one day when he dies, let him go to the ground alone with this longing and the memory burned in his bones.And she, as long as, as long as there is a day when she remembers that there was a child beside her who once yearned for her.

Mo Yu thought this way, but the heart in his chest was trembling with pain, his face lightly rubbed against her hair, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.If Prime Minister Bai can't rely on it, it's better to leave her a memory about him.When she recalled it in hundreds of thousands of years, Mo Yu hoped that he was an old friend who could make her smile, not a companion who would tear her heart.

If the person in front of him was not Mo Xi, but just an ordinary person, Mo Yu might try his best to make her only his own.But now, the person in front of him is Mo Xi, he can't do that, and he can't make Mo Xi only his own.

There is a gulf between them that will never be bridged.

There are all kinds of mortals, like water without a trace, and tomorrow and evening, they have long been strangers.

Mo Xi lowered her head, her eyes were half down, her hands unconsciously clutched Mo Yu's robe, and there was a hint of water in her dark eyes.

"...You, why bother? 』

Mo Yu closed her eyes, and said with an inexplicable smile: "Ah Xi, there are always people who are emotionally attached to people in this world. If I were given a choice, I would rather be so." Gods.

On a high wall not far away, the man in white who followed Mo Xi quietly looked at the two people who depended on each other in front of them.There was no trace of emotion in the beautiful eyes, as cold as a piece of ice.He looked at them, and suddenly the corner of his mouth curled up, as if thinking of something, he turned and left the high wall.

On the other side, in the Chunyang Palace in the far north.

Yan Xiaoliu cleaned the alchemy room with tears of grievance in his eyes.

When I came back, instead of being greeted by my senior uncles and senior brothers, what I was waiting for was a violent beating. It was so deceitful! !

Isn't it just missing for more than nine months?Is it necessary to do this to him?It's not easy for him to come back alive! !Can't you treat him well?

Fortunately, he has been fasting, otherwise, if he eats white steamed buns every day, he will turn into white steamed buns.

"I don't know where Miss Mo and the little lunatic are now." Yan Xiaoliu murmured to the alchemy stove.

If Mo Yu didn't urge him to leave that day, he might still be lucky and wanted to go with them.There are not many days to get along with them, but the time is quite long.Yan Xiaoliu likes Mo Yu and Mo Xi very much. Although he misunderstood Mo Yu at first, during the days when he was with Mo Yu, Yan Xiaoliu felt that Mo Yu was not bad, except for his bad mouth. There's nothing wrong with that.

Back in Chunyang Palace, I would occasionally hear bad things about Mo Yu from other disciples.He didn't think so before, but now when he heard what they said, he really wanted to rush over to defend Mo Yu.But Yan Xiaoliu knew he couldn't, because he was Yan Xiaoliu, a disciple of Shangguan Boyu of Chunyang Palace.

It was destined that he could only be enemies with Mo Yu.

Sometimes, Yan Xiaoliu doesn't understand, isn't the so-called doomedness artificial?There is nothing doomed or not in this world, only willing or not.If he didn't want to fight with Mo Yu, could they really become sworn enemies?He thought that if one day they met on the battlefield and faced each other with swords for their own interests, then he would definitely not point his sword at Mo Yu, and he also believed that Mo Yu would not point his sword at him.

After all, he didn't want to fight, and Mo Yu couldn't force him to fight! !

"Yan Xiaoliu, why are you giggling?"