Everyone owes me a favor

In the end, Chang Boning still took a box of pure heart stones from Jing Sanchai's treasury, and put his priceless spirit stone bracelet in the original place where the pure heart stones were placed, and made an exchange.

After blending the crushed heart-cleaning stone and several elixirs in the washed inkstone, Chang Boning held a Langhao fine brush, soaked in the transparent liquid medicine, and closed the flirtatious red lotus on the back of his back with one stroke. until it returns to its original state.

After finishing writing, just as Feng Rugu was about to get up, Chang Boning said, "Don't move."

Feng Ruyu: "Isn't it all right?"

"Okay, but don't move." Chang Boning poured the clear liquid into the jade bottle that he carried with him, "You activated your spiritual power shortly after you left the mountain and broke the seven flower seal, didn't you?"

Feng Ruyuan buried his face in his arms and denied it: "No, no."

Chang Boning sat back on the side of the bed and grabbed his arm: "The Seven Flower Seal cannot be completely sealed by yourself. After the spiritual energy overflows, it runs around and conflicts with...that thing. You must be unwell. It will take a few days. Haven't had a good night's sleep, have you?"

Feng Rugu turned his face to the side, revealing a bright smiling eye: "Then I will make it up now. Please brother help me cover the quilt."

Chang Boning said seriously: "Don't act like a baby."

"You only act like a baby if it works. If it doesn't work, then of course you won't." Feng Ruzhi smiled, "Does brother say it will work or not?"

Chang Boning really had nothing to do with him, pulled the quilt, wrapped him carefully from the waist down, and covered his upper body with the clothes he had taken off, revealing only the half-dried back of the liquid medicine.

He knelt down beside the bed dignifiedly: "I came out in a hurry. I planned to visit you and see the condition of the Mizhi Mountain Divine Stone. I'm going back tonight, but..."

Chang Boning glanced out: "...I thought he would take care of you properly....Otherwise, I will send an order to call Junior Sister Yan back to the mountain to take care of the affairs in the mountain. I will accompany you."

"You?" Feng Rugu almost laughed out loud, "Brother, you have been in the mountain for more than twenty years, how many times have you been down the mountain?"

Chang Boning thought for a while, but he pursed his lips and laughed: "Including this time, there are four times in total."

Feng Rugu said: "Brother, you are too strong, and your heart is too kind. If you can go down the mountain for a walk in those four years, I will feel more at ease..."

Speaking of this, Feng Ruyu stopped.

If he and Chang Boning hadn't changed their lives for four years, maybe neither of them would be what they are now.

But if he hadn't exchanged with Chang Boning, the person who fell into the "relict world" during the Eastern Emperor's ceremony would have become Chang Boning.

Thinking about it this way, Feng Ruyu was relieved a lot.

Chang Boning chatted with him, fearing that he would waste his energy, and was about to get up and go to Mizhi Mountain when Feng Ruyuan held him by his sleeve.

He begged in a low voice: "Brother, go and see him, talk to him."

The two of them knew who "he" was.

"As before, don't embarrass me anymore." Chang Boning smiled apologetically, "You also know what senior brother is good at and what he is not good at. I can still deal with correspondence and face-to-face conversation, I really..."

Feng Rugu also knew the seriousness of the matter, thought for a moment, and then gave up this idea: "Senior brother, go slowly."

Chang Boning touched the back of his head, then got up and left holding the sword.

As soon as Chang Boning left, Feng Ruzhi, who had just been told to take a good rest, immediately got up, put on his clothes, picked up his belt, and came out of the house while tying it. He looked up and saw Hai Jing who was guarding the door, and The two Luosang who left did not see where they were going.

He tied his belt loosely: "Our family is as small as one."

Hai Jing first saw the pair of Feng Ling's seniors enter the house, and closed the door tightly for nearly an hour. When they came out again, Chang Boning was in a hurry, and Feng Ruyuan looked like he had just undressed, and he couldn't help feeling overwhelmed. , Seeing Feng Ruyu asking him, just now he collected his concentration and recited the Buddha's name secretly: "Little Master Uncle..."

After breaking the closed phrase, Ru Yi walked away in a huff and went to the other courtyard on the east side. When Chang Boning left, he didn't come out either.

Feng Ruyuan lowered his eyelashes, pondered for a moment, raised his hand to touch the little mole on the tip of his nose, turned and walked to the other courtyard.

Hai Jing was about to step up to follow, but Feng Rugu seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, pointing casually, and ordered: "Don't follow."

He thought, as it is now, it is not suitable for others to see.

Only one room in the other courtyard was locked, so it was not difficult to find.

Feng Ruyi came to the door alone and knocked on the door: "Xiao Ruyi, Lord Yunzhong is here to look for you."

The tone is friendly and familiar, like a little squirrel borrowing winter food from the next-door squirrel's house.

There was no sound from inside the door.

Holding a smoking pipe, Feng Rugu said with a smile: "You don't have to be so discouraged if you break the precepts. I have read some Buddhist scriptures. Those who break the precepts only need to have a heart of repentance and sincere repentance. The Buddha will not blame you easily. Yes. Let’s put it this way, the Buddha is like your father, the son has made a mistake, he just needs to correct it, at most he will be beaten, there is no reason for him to be kicked out of the house right away. Don’t you think so?”

The sameness inside is still indifferent.

Seeing that he couldn't open the door, Feng Rugu took two steps back, pretended to sigh, and said, "Okay, I'm not good at talking, so I'll ask my brother to talk to you."

As soon as Feng Rugufang turned around, the door opened behind him, his belt was hooked by the "Shadow of All Beings", he took a step back, his heels tripped over the threshold, and he fell backwards.

Ruyi didn't expect Feng Ruyuan to be so vain and unstable, so he subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab it.

When Feng Ruyi fell into his arms, Ruyi who embraced him stiffly for a moment, and couldn't let go of his hands in time.

Therefore, when his wrist was grabbed by Feng Ruzhi and his sleeves were pulled away, he didn't have time to react.

——On Ruyi's left forearm, there was a fresh ring-shaped bloodstain, the wound was about half an inch deep, and the bloodstain had not yet dried completely.

The management of Hanshan Temple is strict, and there is a thorn rope specially for violators to punish themselves. When self-punishment, the thorn rope can be wrapped around the punishment place and strangled into the flesh instead of whipping.

Whether the thorns are used or not depends entirely on whether the heart of cultivation is firm.

Ru Yi wanted to pull his forearm back, Feng Ru Gu leaned his upper body in his arms and squeezed him tightly, then raised his eyes and looked at Ru Yi.

He raised the corner of his mouth, and without saying a word, he sprayed the breath of bamboo in his mouth on Ruyi's face slowly.

When Ruyi was astonished, Feng Ruyuan said in a low voice: "Are you really happy for suffering yourself like this?"

If it was in the past, Ruyi would be extremely disgusted with Feng Rugu's deliberate provocative behavior.

But now, Ruyi knows that the cigarettes he smokes contain Yanhusuo, which is used to relieve pain.

For a while, the pain subsided immediately, but he became flustered, staring at Feng Ruzhi, unable to move his eyes away.

Feng Ruyi leaned in Ruyi's arms, too lazy to get up by himself, thought he would be pushed away angrily, but Ruyi just stared at him with his head down, without moving.

From a close distance, the frequency of his blinking is very low, and his eyelashes are very thick and long. Being stared at by him like this gives the illusion of affection.

Feng Ruzhi has always been good at teasing others, but he is not good at dealing with being teased. After looking at him for a few moments, he couldn't bear it anymore, and coughed softly: "...my waist."

Ru Yi blinked his eyes, and his expression was a little cramped, but because the speed of the change was too fast, Feng Ruzhi couldn't even catch it.

He used his elbow to prop up Feng Ruzuo to help him stand firmly.

Feng Ruxu supported his waist, moved a few times, and then knocked on the open door: "Excuse me, Master Ruyi, can I come in."

Ru glanced at his feet that had stepped into the house, so naturally he would not throw him out again.

Feng Ruyi continued his efforts, knocked on the door again and asked, "Master Ruyi, can I come in and give you medicine."

Ruyi looked at him as if he was considering whether to throw him out.

But he endured it, and still turned his back and walked inward, which was regarded as acquiescing.

Feng Rugu had already told a few kids to wait in the main house, so he naturally didn't think that others would come to the other courtyard, so he simply didn't close the door.

After entering the inner room, Feng Rugu took it for granted, "Take off your clothes."

Ruyi's face froze, as if he was looking for a suitable coping attitude.

The closed phrase has been broken, and if there is no answer, it will be a bit outrageous.

In the end, he took off his clothes and said coldly, "Thank you."

Feng Ruyuan smiled secretly, thinking, this kid is too reserved and trying to save face.

But after seeing the scars on Ruyi's body clearly, Feng Ruyi changed color slightly.

——The scars of thorns and cords on his body criss-crossed, old wounds and new wounds superimposed on each other, and most of them were the scars left by the previous self-punishment.

Feng Ruyuan lowered his head, took out the wound medicine from the storage bag, picked up the bong, took a sip, and breathed lightly on the bleeding wound together with the warm breath in his mouth. vulnerary.

Ru Yi straightened his back, nervous for no reason, thinking about how he would answer if Feng Ru Gu asked him about his injuries.

His unexplainable pain, anger, anxiety about being abandoned, self-abandonment, and self-loathing are the source of the scars on his body, and they are also the part he cannot express.

But Feng Ruyu didn't ask.

Before finishing the medicine, he didn't ask anything, and after taking the medicine, he just pushed a small plate of pastries in front of Ruyi.

When I saw this plate of pastries, my heart skipped a beat.

When he was a child, whenever he was in a bad mood, his adoptive father would bring him various sweets to comfort him.

At first, he was not addicted to sweets and could eat anything he caught, but he was raised by his adoptive father to love sweets.

Since entering Hanshan Temple, he has kept the precepts and self-discipline, and has never been greedy for sweets.

He nodded politely, took a piece, and put it in his mouth gracefully.

Feng Rugu said: "I stole it from Sanchai's small kitchen, you eat slowly, there are still plenty."

Ruyi's chewing movement obviously stopped: "..."

Feng Rugu took the initiative to take responsibility: "I stole it, so it doesn't count as your breaking the precept."

Ruyi hesitated for a moment, then nodded his head as before to express his thanks.

"When I first met my brother, something happened at home. My brother brought me a plate of pastries to coax me, saying that whether it is a physical injury or a heartache, eating some sweets is good for recuperating the mind." Seeing Ruyi eating, Feng Ruzhi propped his cheeks, his voice was full of nostalgia, "Honestly, I have never eaten such an unpalatable pastry, it was too hard and too sweet, I finished it in one plate, I Lying on the bed, unable to walk, rubbing my stomach and thinking, I have a home again."

The word "home" is obviously painful.

He avoided his face and said indifferently: "The foster father has always treated people so well."

Feng Rugu looked at him, and said softly: "He is not good enough. If you know that you will go to Hanshan Temple, you will become like this, your adoptive father will not let go."

Having said that, the hatchback was silent, only the sound of the heartbeat echoed in the room.

The two sitting opposite each other in the room had their own concerns, so they would not have noticed when there was another person at the door.

Chang Boning, who concealed his own breath, carried a paper bag and stood at the wide open door of the room, listening to the whispers of the two, a layer of melancholy appeared between the brows and eyes covered by the light veil.

...Obviously tell him to rest, but he is always so disobedient.

…He will always put this kid above him.

After a while, Chang Boning stepped out without a sound, his clothes fluttering, but he failed to come into the sight of the two people in the room.

Back in the main house, he called Luo Fuchun: "Fuchun, give these to him when they come out as before. I am in a hurry to go to Mizhi Mountain. This is the best pastry I found in the city. Tell him not to waste it. "

Luo Fuchun held it with both hands, heyed, and wanted to say something, Chang Boning simply said "Don't send it away", and stepped out of Qianjiyuan lightly.

When Luo Fuchun held the dim sum and thought about it, Hai Jing couldn't help but praised: "Chang Daochang is really gentle and refined, caring for his fellow students, he did such kind deeds in the ancient city more than ten years ago, no matter how you look at it, it's a good deed." Gentleman, the so-called 'Ghost Heart Avalokitesvara' is a lie."

Luo Fuchun and Sang Luojiu looked at each other.

Sang Luojiu said: "If this is the name, Master Shibo will live up to it."

Haijing was still immersed in his admiration for Chang Boning, and he was quite surprised: "How? He really..."

Luo Fuchun nodded: "Ten years ago, my elder brother Xiao Rang was seriously injured in the disaster of the 'Remaining World', and he woke up unconscious. When we were together, there was a lot of noise, and he happened to wake up for a while, and then he saw—"

Before the "Leaving the World" happened, Chang Boning was the most promising person among the young generation in Fengling and even the Taoist sect who was the first to ascend to the upper realm.He has few desires, is modest and courteous, the only shortcoming is that because of his excessive Buddha nature, he doesn't know what killing is, which leads to little progress in swordsmanship, and his swordsmanship is slightly inferior to his junior brother Feng Ruru.

He has an excellent reputation abroad, and it is even rumored that someone set up a shrine for him to praise his merits.

It was this immortal person who took the lead on that day, broke into the prison of the devil, broke the shackles, and rescued everyone, Xiao Rang opened his eyes in a daze, saw him kneeling beside Feng Rugu, and lifted the cover. When the rags were still on his body, his hands were shaking uncontrollably, and tears gushed out big and small.

Not far away came the clamor of the Demon Dao, Xiao Rang wanted to remind the stiff Chang Boning to pay attention to his back, but saw him standing up unsteadily, with tears in his eyes, pressing his sword sideways.

The half-unsheathed Tangdi sword was covered with a thin and sharp red light.

Dozens of demons shouted and rushed from the other side of the prison road.

Chang Boning turned around abruptly, the Tangdi sword was completely out of its sheath, but the sword had no front, and the sword energy released diffused into a day of light red flower rain, and every petal turned into a wave of killing intent, fast, fast, before blinking, then The demon cultivators who had been slaughtered by the group were already screaming miserably, countless holes were torn open by the petals on their bodies, blood mist burst out, and all the corpses were dissolved.

When the flower rain passes through the border, thousands of demons are killed.

That night, Chang Boning's Tasha swordsmanship, which he had failed to break through for four years, finally achieved great success.

He, who has always been known as a pure saint, also slaughtered almost all the demon cultivators within a three-mile radius with the Tasha sword technique that night, and his reputation fell to the sky, and he won the name of "Ghost Heart Avalokitesvara". Fear it.

……

Looking at Hai Jing who was stunned, Luo Fuchun had no choice but to explain: "When I entered the mountain, I also felt that my master was duplicity. But after a long time to see people's hearts, my master has a really good temper, you don't have to be afraid of him. As long as you don't touch his killing intent for nothing, he doesn't like to wield knives and guns to kill people, and what he loves the most in his life is only my master and watering the flowers."

……

Chang Boning stepped out of the small courtyard and exhaled, but the depression in his chest could not go away with the wind.

He rubbed his chest with a strange expression on his face.

This time I felt uncomfortable, it was exactly the same as ten years ago, regardless of the serious injury and dying body, I just ran down the mountain to find Ruyi.

He has always given his junior [-]% freedom, but he doesn't want him to use this freedom on that person.

Chang Boning thought blankly, could this be a manifestation of his lack of purity in cultivating the Tao?

He was about to think about it, when suddenly his expression changed, and he seemed to be aware of looking towards the southwest side, but he didn't see anything.

He secretly laughed at his own misgivings, supported the Tangdi sword, turned into a flowing cloud, and headed towards Mizhi Mountain, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Not long after, the figure of a man in black appeared on the cornice on the southwest side.

He held the handle of the Wujin Tang Dao in his hand, slowly rubbed the handle with his fingertips, and watched the direction in which Chang Boning left.

After he was lost in thought, he unbuttoned the front a little and looked down at his chest.

There were staggered scars on his chest, as if he had been cut with a short-handled dagger.

But in a bunch of messy lines, a few glyphs can be vaguely recognized.

——The most conspicuous and clearest among them is a messy word "chang".

The eyes under the mask of the man in black showed a bit of confusion, but soon even this only emotion faded away.

He straightened his clothes, took a step forward, jumped off the eaves, and immediately left in the opposite direction to Chang Boning.